Morrie awake to a humming of a song she knew she heard before, but she couldn't recall where. It was still late in the night and everything in the building was silent. Out of curiosity she got up and walked over to her window where is seemed to be coming from. She looked down towards the small street lamp and saw a man standing there. His hair was long and sliver and he wore a trench coat that covered his whole body. He smiled and looked up at Morrie. He held out his hand and a purple glowing gem appeared. The gem shimmered and gleamed in Morrie's pale eyes. The man looked at the gem then back at Morrie. With his free hand he pointed at her and mouthed something that Morrie couldn't make out. She stepped back from the window and slowly made her way back to the bed. Suddenly the man appeared, sitting on the windowsill. "Come now Aine, You don't think you can get away do ya?"
"My name is not Aine!" Morrie yelled back throwing her pillow at the man. The man raised his hand and the pillow disappeared.
"Aine, Aine, My dear. I have searched for you for a long time, and now its time for you to come back with us." The man jumped off the windowsill and walked towards Morrie.
"Stay back!" Morrie commanded jumping onto her bed, than jumping off the other side to the door. The man stared blankly at Morrie than smiled and walked towards her again. "TRUNKS!" Morrie yelled opening the door and racing down the hall, having no idea where he could be. The man followed close behind with a puzzled look on his face. Morrie somehow found her way down stairs in the living room. She screamed for Trunks Several more times but the house seemed empty.
"Don't bother calling for them" The man said calmly. "They can't hear you." The man blocked the staircase and Morrie came charging at him. She pushed him over to the side and raced up the stairs with all her might. Once she reached the top she looked to her left and saw an endless hall and her right looked the same, Just a raw of doors. She went Left and came to a door at the end of the corridor. She opened it and saw it was Trunks' room. She slammed the door behind her and locked it. She walked over to Trunk's bed and lightly shook him. He didn't seem to move. She shook him a little harder and yelled his name. Trunks rolled over on his said and complained that he wanted a few more minutes to sleep.
"Trunks!" She yelled again. And finally Trunks head popped out of the covers and looked up at Morrie.
"What is it?!" he said back.
"Help!" was all Morrie could say back. There was a banging on the door and Trunks jumped out of the bed faster than Morrie could make out. He stood in front of Morrie blocking her with one arm.
"Stay here." He said and walked over to a chair next to a desk. He picked up a sheath that hung around the chair. He took the sword from the sheath and walked slowly to the door. He opened it slowly and looked out, he saw nothing. Than suddenly the man with the sliver hair appeared. It caught Trunks off guard and dazed him for a few seconds; it was all the man with the sliver hair needed. He punched Trunks back and Trunks slammed against the opposite wall. Morrie ran over to trunks but he pushed her back and slowly stood. The man with the sliver hair grabbed onto Morrie with one arm. Morrie kicked screamed but the man didn't let go.
"So trunks, what are you going to do now?" The man snickered.
Trunks growled and threw the sword to the side. He closed his eyes tightly and his hair spiked and turned yellow. He disappeared from sight and reappeared behind the man with sliver hair. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck, in a chokehold. Morrie stomped on the man's foot and spun around kicking him in the mouth. The man winked at Morrie and suddenly was gone. Trunks fell forward and landed at Morrie's feet. Morrie dropped to her knees and helped Trunks up.
"Who was that?" Trunks asked Morrie.
"I…" Morrie started when suddenly Bulma ran in holding a broom in her hands.
"Ok someone's going to get it!" She yelled, than looked around. Trunks stared blankly at his Mother and she blushed and hid the broom behind her. "What happened?" she asked. Than saw Trunks was only wearing his boxers and t-shirt. she raised one eye-brow.
"Some guy came chasing after me, calling me Aine!" Morrie explained. "Than he just disappeared!"
"uh-huh" Bluma playfully joked.
Trunks blushed, "Mother..!" he groaned "Its not like that. Some guy with sliver hair was chasing after Morrie."
"Yeah sure" She said back "That explains why you're blushing"
After they finally convinced Bulma that nothing happened she left and Trunks walked Morrie back to her room. He walked over to the window and shut it. He looked over at Morrie. Her eyes had somewhat changed. They no longer looked so dark and bleak. He smiled slightly and walked over to her. "You should be okay. At least for the rest of the night."
Morrie looked up and sighed. She felt cold, the kind of cold where you just can't seem to warm yourself up from. She sat down on the side of the bed. "Trunks, who could have that been?" She asked.
Trunks looked towards the window. "Please don't make me fight again." He thought to himself. "I'm not sure. But I don't like the looks of it." He said after some time to Morrie.
Morrie stood up and placed her hand on Trunks' shoulder. "Thank you" She said.
Trunks looked down and nodded. Than he walked off leaving Morrie alone in her room, he reached his hand towards the door-knob, but abruptly Morrie stopped him. "Trunks" She begged, "Please don't leave me alone. At least wait until I fall asleep."
Trunks nodded and walked slowly back. He sat down on a chair near the bed and Morrie climbed under the covers. When she awoke the next day Trunks was no wear to be found in her room.
"My name is not Aine!" Morrie yelled back throwing her pillow at the man. The man raised his hand and the pillow disappeared.
"Aine, Aine, My dear. I have searched for you for a long time, and now its time for you to come back with us." The man jumped off the windowsill and walked towards Morrie.
"Stay back!" Morrie commanded jumping onto her bed, than jumping off the other side to the door. The man stared blankly at Morrie than smiled and walked towards her again. "TRUNKS!" Morrie yelled opening the door and racing down the hall, having no idea where he could be. The man followed close behind with a puzzled look on his face. Morrie somehow found her way down stairs in the living room. She screamed for Trunks Several more times but the house seemed empty.
"Don't bother calling for them" The man said calmly. "They can't hear you." The man blocked the staircase and Morrie came charging at him. She pushed him over to the side and raced up the stairs with all her might. Once she reached the top she looked to her left and saw an endless hall and her right looked the same, Just a raw of doors. She went Left and came to a door at the end of the corridor. She opened it and saw it was Trunks' room. She slammed the door behind her and locked it. She walked over to Trunk's bed and lightly shook him. He didn't seem to move. She shook him a little harder and yelled his name. Trunks rolled over on his said and complained that he wanted a few more minutes to sleep.
"Trunks!" She yelled again. And finally Trunks head popped out of the covers and looked up at Morrie.
"What is it?!" he said back.
"Help!" was all Morrie could say back. There was a banging on the door and Trunks jumped out of the bed faster than Morrie could make out. He stood in front of Morrie blocking her with one arm.
"Stay here." He said and walked over to a chair next to a desk. He picked up a sheath that hung around the chair. He took the sword from the sheath and walked slowly to the door. He opened it slowly and looked out, he saw nothing. Than suddenly the man with the sliver hair appeared. It caught Trunks off guard and dazed him for a few seconds; it was all the man with the sliver hair needed. He punched Trunks back and Trunks slammed against the opposite wall. Morrie ran over to trunks but he pushed her back and slowly stood. The man with the sliver hair grabbed onto Morrie with one arm. Morrie kicked screamed but the man didn't let go.
"So trunks, what are you going to do now?" The man snickered.
Trunks growled and threw the sword to the side. He closed his eyes tightly and his hair spiked and turned yellow. He disappeared from sight and reappeared behind the man with sliver hair. He wrapped his arms around the man's neck, in a chokehold. Morrie stomped on the man's foot and spun around kicking him in the mouth. The man winked at Morrie and suddenly was gone. Trunks fell forward and landed at Morrie's feet. Morrie dropped to her knees and helped Trunks up.
"Who was that?" Trunks asked Morrie.
"I…" Morrie started when suddenly Bulma ran in holding a broom in her hands.
"Ok someone's going to get it!" She yelled, than looked around. Trunks stared blankly at his Mother and she blushed and hid the broom behind her. "What happened?" she asked. Than saw Trunks was only wearing his boxers and t-shirt. she raised one eye-brow.
"Some guy came chasing after me, calling me Aine!" Morrie explained. "Than he just disappeared!"
"uh-huh" Bluma playfully joked.
Trunks blushed, "Mother..!" he groaned "Its not like that. Some guy with sliver hair was chasing after Morrie."
"Yeah sure" She said back "That explains why you're blushing"
After they finally convinced Bulma that nothing happened she left and Trunks walked Morrie back to her room. He walked over to the window and shut it. He looked over at Morrie. Her eyes had somewhat changed. They no longer looked so dark and bleak. He smiled slightly and walked over to her. "You should be okay. At least for the rest of the night."
Morrie looked up and sighed. She felt cold, the kind of cold where you just can't seem to warm yourself up from. She sat down on the side of the bed. "Trunks, who could have that been?" She asked.
Trunks looked towards the window. "Please don't make me fight again." He thought to himself. "I'm not sure. But I don't like the looks of it." He said after some time to Morrie.
Morrie stood up and placed her hand on Trunks' shoulder. "Thank you" She said.
Trunks looked down and nodded. Than he walked off leaving Morrie alone in her room, he reached his hand towards the door-knob, but abruptly Morrie stopped him. "Trunks" She begged, "Please don't leave me alone. At least wait until I fall asleep."
Trunks nodded and walked slowly back. He sat down on a chair near the bed and Morrie climbed under the covers. When she awoke the next day Trunks was no wear to be found in her room.