"Morrie wake up! Breakfast!" Bulma yelled from downstairs. Morrie looked over towards the door and sighed. She got out of her warm bed and noticed it was quite cold that morning. She looked at her window and thought about last night. "Who the heck is Aine?" she thought than walked out the door and downstairs to the kitchen. She sat down at a small table and looked down at an empty plate.
"How are ya this morning?" Bulma asked carrying a large plate of pancakes and other foods. She set it down with a great sigh and looked at Morrie with a smile.
"Will we really need this much food?" Morrie asked.
Bulma stared at Morrie for a moment that laughed softly. "Morrie, honey.. you better get what you want fast and watch your plate, or your not going to eat."
"oookay…" Morrie answered with a blank expression.
"look saiyan-jins sure can eat and I don't blame them, I mean them being so big and strong but anyways if your not careful they'll steal the food right off your plate." Bulma said sitting down at the place in front of Morrie. She winked and grabbed a few pan-cakes off the pile. There was a clatter from upstairs and soon you could hear feet running down stairs.
"BREAKFEST!" Trunks yelled diving into the food. Morrie's eyes widened as she saw the pile of food disappear in front of her. A few minutes later there was nothing left. Trunks slowly looked over at Morrie and blushed slightly. "I'm sorry" he said "Did you not get any?"
Morrie stared at Trunks, "Erm.. I'm not hungry" She fibbed. She was starving but she didn't want to make Trunks feel bad.
"I warned you" Bulma chuckle.
Morrie shrugged and drank a bit of Orange Juice. Trunks eased himself back in the chair and stretched as far as he could. "Great breakfast Ma." He said
"Thanks dear. Morrie come with me and I'll loan you some more clothes until we get you out shopping."
Morrie Nodded and followed Bulma out of the room well Trunks was left alone to think. He sat for a moment. "I sensed something odd about that man. But.. I also sensed it from Her. It was almost as if they are linked somehow. Oh havens I beg you, don't make me fight. why was I destined to such cruel fate. Its like I'm being mocked. But I will protect this world at all cost, regardless of my own feelings. Morrie I will protect you, I made a promise, and I intend to keep it!"
A few minutes later Morrie came back with, wearing one of Bulma's old outfits. It barely fit her, it hung off her body loosely, but still made her look nice. Trunks got up and stared, blushing slightly. Morrie smiled and blushed a bit herself. Bulma snickered and led them both outside. After giving them some advise on some nice places to go, Trunks grinned and grabbed hold of Morrie and jumped into the air, flying off. Morrie curled into a ball, closing her eyes tightly. "You jerk!" She yelled. "This is so scary!"
"Relax! I won't let you fall. Didn't you say you wanted to learn how to fly?" Trunks asked, laughing
"This is to scary! Can't we take it one step at a time, like a stool and work our way up to a thousand miles above the earth?"
"Open your eyes and than we'll talk."
Slowly Morrie opened her eyes. She looked down and saw blurry figures blaze by. She quickly looked up and saw the soft clouds, and the birds flying by. Trunks slowed down until the stop. They hovered over the city, with a bright bluey sky around them. Morrie gasped in simple aw. "Yeah, there are some perks to being able to fly." Trunks said, joking. "In fact, I can't think of anything bad about flying."
"flying" Morrie thought "How I've longed for this day, but I don't understand. I gave that up long ago, why Oh why do I feel so happy now? Like I've never truly given up on the dream of flying. Trunks, what about my other dreams? Can you answer them too?"
Trunks floated down to the floor of the earth again and let Morrie drift away from her trance. Morrie looked around at the dirty city, very few walked in it. It was gradually being rebuilt, but gradually. They walked down the somewhat empty street. Every now and than the people smiled as they passed Trunks, as if they knew who he was, and what he had done, but sadly no one smiled at Morrie, why would they? They do not know her, she did not do anything to save the earth, but still she felt somewhat out of place, almost like she didn't belong with Trunks.
"This way." Trunks said pointing to the left as they came to a curb. They turned and walked half way down the street, until they came to clothing store.
Morrie tried on several different outfits but none seemed to right for her, until she saw the cutest little outfit that was sure to make Trunks laugh (who by the way was sitting in a corner by the dressing room waiting for Morrie to chose some outfits, half asleep of course.). When Morrie walked out the dressing room wearing gray pants with a black tank top and a jean jacket on over it, Trunks nearly fell out of his chair. "Do you not like it" Morrie asked, only joking around.
"umm, no, no, it looks fine" Trunks stammered to say "No wait, you look great, just… like… me..?"
Morrie laughed and rolled her eyes. She walked back to the dressing room and tried on more clothes. After choosing some outfits and paying for them, Morrie and Trunks left the clothing store in search of something to do, since they didn't want to go home just yet. All the while Morrie's stomach was crying for food. Soon she couldn't bear any longer.
"Trunks…" she spoke suddenly. "I'm a little hungry."
"Oh! Really? Me too!" he yelled almost in joy. "I know this great place!"
"Dose it involve fly-innnng!" Before Morrie could finish her sentence Trunks whisked her up into the air.
"Someday… if you like, I'll teach you how to fly, make your dream come true. Its really not that hard. All it takes is practice and hard work." Trunks said vaguely smiling at Morrie.
Morrie felt her cold defense kick in. "I'm not a dreamer." She snapped. "Dreams are for little kids, I'm NOT a little kid! I don't dream! I don't! okay!"
Trunks heaved a sigh. "Morrie, don't be so cold now. You have no reason to be. Especially to me."
Morrie closed her eyes and tried to fight back the urge to argue back, but she knew Trunks was right. "I'm sorry..." Those words seemed to foreign to her. The last time she ever truly spoke those words was when her brother died. She couldn't help to think, why was she so bitter? Why couldn't she look on the bright side of things? She had a new home, with a new friend, hopefully one she'll be able to keep. She hated the idea of being alone again. It was maddening to her. She loathed it with such discuss and outrage. If she ever had to be alone again, she would rather die!
"No big thing." He said back, "Just try to be that fun Morrie we all know is in there!"
After a few minutes they reached the place Trunks' wanted to eat at. It was a small café, on the outer edge of the city.
"Are you sure this will be a big enough place to feed you?" Morrie asked not even thinking about what she had said.
Trunks looked at her a moment and laughed softly. "yeah, us saiyan-jins sure can eat! Mind you I'm only half. Why I remember back when I traveled to the past and seeing Goku and Gohan eat. Now that was scary!"
"How is that possible?" Morrie asked in amazement.
"Well, it is simple when you think about it, All you need is a time machine. Than well you can go anywhere in time you want! That's… that's how I got the power and strengths to fight on. It was all thanks to Goku, and… my father." Trunks trailed off
"Whoa, Amazing, Even in death Goku, in some way, saved us all."
Trunks nodded, than turned his gaze up into the sky. "Sometimes I wish I could be back there again. See my father, My teacher and best friend, Gohan, I even wonder how the little me turned out. I wonder how different and alike we are. At least he grew up knowing his father... Our father."
Morrie stared at Trunks for an instant; he seemed so distant, so far away, off somewhere else in his own world, his own mind. He looked so upset, yet a since of love gleamed in his eyes. Love for his Father? Love for his friend Gohan? Or maybe love for the world. Slowly Morrie places her hand on Trunks' left shoulder and sighed greatly. "Do you regret anything you've ever done? Any of it at all?"
"No."
"if you could, would you change anything that has ever happened in your life. In our own time that is"
Trunks stared Morrie for a long time. Trying to think why she would ask that. Trying to find meaning in what she was asking, but he didn't understand. Carefully choosing his words he spoke "No, I don't think I would. I can't understand why though. I mean so many bad things has happened and-"
"The reason you don't want to is because if the slightest thing ever changed, you as a person probably wouldn't be the same as you are now. You would be someone different. You wouldn't be you. Trunks don't ever regret what you do, because the moment you do, You'll forget who you are."
"Sounds like you need to listen to your own advice."
Morrie sighed. "I know" She whispered
They sat down at a small table outside and waited for their server. Morrie ordered a large smoothie and a plate of pancakes. She still craved breakfast. Trunks ordered a large club sandwich and a coke, much to the surprise of Morrie. Morrie walked into the bathroom and changed into some of the clothes she got .She wore a pair of baggy light blue jeans and a dark blue v-neck top. She placed the rest of the things she bought in a large bag, than pressed a bottom on it. In a poof of smoke the bag became a capsule.
Just as Morrie had sipped her smoothie and took a few bites of the sack of pancakes, a large explosion caught both her and Trunks' attention.
"What was that?" Morrie exclaimed
"I don't know." Trunks said, not looking so much frightened but disappointed about something, something that Morrie didn't want to begin to understand. Trunks grabbed hold of Morrie and began to drag her away from her seat.
"No!! My food!" she yelled grabbing a hold of the plate, fighting to get back to her seat.
Trunks lifted her off the ground, "You can eat when we get home."
She groaned loudly and said good-bye to her food. Trunks held onto Morrie tightly and lifted them of the ground. they sped towards the clouds of smoke in the distance. When they reached it. There was no one in sight. Tress and plant life covered the area around the giant hole that lay before them. As the smoke settled a woman stood in the middle of the large hole. "Aine" She whispered as she looked at Morrie. She grinned as she slowly rose. "Why hello Aine."
"Who the heck is Aine?!" Morrie yelled back. Trunks pushed Morrie behind him.
"My, my. Who is this?" The woman spoke sweetly looking at Trunks. "Not quite the boy I had imagined you would like."
"I don't like him like that! Who are you?"
"I can't believe you don't remember me. I'm hurt. I'm Nixen." She smiled.
Trunks, who had remained silent, finally spoke. "What are you doing here?" he asked, calmly as he could. "And what business do you have with Morrie?"
"My business is of my own, Trunks, Don't worry though, I won't go around killing people… to much."
Trunks let out a great cry and instantly his body was covered in yellow aura. His hair spiked and his eyes turned that oh to familiar greenish blue color. The aura burned at Morrie, who only stood a few inches from Trunks. She gave a loud shriek and fell backwards.
"How dare you hurt her!" Nixen yelled, flying at Trunks. Trunks jumped out of the way, barely. He jumped into the air after Nixen, not all that sure where she went too. Suddenly Nixen appeared in front of him. Trunks slammed against her and they fell like a lead ball.
Nixen seemed to speed up their descant to the ground until they slammed into the soil; Trunks body protected her from the impact. She stood and placed her foot on top of Trunks' head, pressing hard. "STAY AWAY!" Morrie yelled jumping into the air towards Nixen throwing her body against at her. Morrie manage to knock confusion into Nixen for a few seconds and Trunks got up. He pulled back on Morrie, but Morrie refused to move. Nixen smiled once more and flung her black hair back.
"Aine, why do you fight back? I only wish to help you." Nixen said sounding quite kind and caring. Morrie didn't buy it.
"I'm not Aine. My name is MOR-RIE! Get that?" Morrie tighten her fists.
"You wish to fight me?" Nixen asked "To fight me, not knowing who the hell you really are? Tisk tisk. You would surely fall. I don't care if you really are Aine."
Trunks grabbed hold of Morrie's shoulder and shoved her back. "Run." He said between tightened teeth. Morrie looked at Trunks, wishing there was something she could do to help, but she followed her orders and ran.
Nixen smirked and looked over towards the now running Morrie. "Don't try and play hero. You can't even imagine how powerful I am."
"You won't even begin to understand how strong I am." Trunks said, slowly letting himself fill with all the hate and anger he felt right now. Slowly, steadily his power increased.
"Well your just full of sugar and spice. That can easily be changed. Besides we wouldn't want you to be all rough and tough with poor Aine." Nixen said with her charming voice. Morrie crouched in a small clump of bushes not to far away. If you thought she truly was going to run, well you thought wrong.
"Don't do anything stupid!" She thought. Her eyes suddenly turned a dark green than quickly changed back to their normal gray color.
Nixen's eyes flashed in anger. "Last chance boy. Run now and I might spare you." She soft voice rang over the forest and suddenly Trunks felt warmth came over his body. "after I have some fun." Nixen raised her left hand and a purple gem appeared.
Trunks stared enchanted by its light. "What…" he murmured.
"'What is it?'" Nixen finished for him. "Its just a gem… a powerful gem. Stronger than you." Nixen cupped the gem in both hands and smiled. The light grew bigger, deeper, darker. Then it seemed to focus all its power into a tiny ball.
Morrie gasped. "What the hell is that?" she asked baffled. "Its like that gem from last night… but a different color." Than she saw that the light was being focused. "Oh no!" she thought.
The tiny ball slowly grew into a large one. Trunks stared helplessly at it. As if lost in some sort of spell. His eyes sparkled with the light. "Not running?" Nixen asked. "No, of course. You can't. You are under my spell." She laughed. "It was a nice life though? Wasn't it? I mean altering time; see your dead father, fighting evil. Well this is one evil you won't be able to beat." The ball stretched out in a beam of light. Only one target: Trunks.
Morrie screamed, she ran. She ran towards Trunks. She jumped in front of him right as the beam hit, but is didn't hit Morrie or Trunks. Morrie stood in front of Trunks, her arms stretched out and a green gem in front of her body. She was smiling, only slightly. Her eyes were deep green again. Nixen jumped back, startled by Morrie.
"Aine…" she stared. "The…. Gem…. No matter. Taste Blood!" Nixen's purple gem shot another beam, a bigger, stronger one. The beam made a direct hit on the green gem. Morrie was pushed back by the power but her gem did not break, It seemed to admit a shield. Than the shield disappeared and the green gem unleashed a beam of its own, Nixen jumped out of the way.
"Morrie!" Trunks screamed. He ran in front of her. He stared into her eyes. They were green and blank, not dead, but blank. They were devoid of any emotion. Her whole face was blank. Her hands cupped the gem and it disappeared. "Morrie….?"
"Stay back!" Nixen ordered. "Do not touch her!"
Morrie gently pushed Trunks to the side and walked towards Nixen. Trunks pulled on Morrie but she kept on walk. Morrie grabbed hold of nixen's arm and pulled her towards her. "Leave." She commanded. "Do not return, unless you want me out to cut your throat."
"Aine.." Nixen said softly. "You can't… Not yet. You will fall back to the mind of that one girl… Morrie."
Morrie pulled Nixen closer. "Get out of here!" she ordered, tightening her grip on Nixen's hand. "I am Aine. Your goddess."
Nixen pulled back and ran from sight. She jumped back into the larger crater and soon a small ship flew into the sky. Morrie dropped to her knees as Trunks ran up to her. She fell to the side, her eyes shut tightly. "Morrie!" Trunks yelled. "Wake up! What happened?! Morrie! Oh god!" Trunks pulled Morrie up and listened to her heart. It was beating steadily. Trunks heaved a sigh and took her into both of his arms. He flew towards the Capsule crop. Building.
"Mother!" Trunks' voice rang over the whole building. It was so loud it shook the walls. Bulma came running up in confusion.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Morrie!" Trunks laid Morrie on the couch and looked at his mother. "Something happened. Something terribly weird, something I can not explain now." Bulma nodded and ran towards the kitchen to call a doctor. Trunks felt Morrie's face, it was cold. Her lips were turning blue and her breath could be seen. Trunks grabbed a blanket and wrapped around Morrie's body.
"Trunks." Bulma called. "Bring her to her room. The doctor will be here shortly." Trunks ran up the stairs and placed Morrie in her bed.
"Morrie what is up?" Trunks asked himself. Soon after the doctor showed up. Trunks explained what happened and the doctor smiled.
"Ah yes.." She said. "Well it seems that Morrie is just weak. Give her a few days and maybe feed her once in a while" She chuckled and left.
Night fell upon the city and everything was quite. Bulma had found Morrie's capsule and put its contents away and trunks sat in the living room watching T.V.
"How are ya this morning?" Bulma asked carrying a large plate of pancakes and other foods. She set it down with a great sigh and looked at Morrie with a smile.
"Will we really need this much food?" Morrie asked.
Bulma stared at Morrie for a moment that laughed softly. "Morrie, honey.. you better get what you want fast and watch your plate, or your not going to eat."
"oookay…" Morrie answered with a blank expression.
"look saiyan-jins sure can eat and I don't blame them, I mean them being so big and strong but anyways if your not careful they'll steal the food right off your plate." Bulma said sitting down at the place in front of Morrie. She winked and grabbed a few pan-cakes off the pile. There was a clatter from upstairs and soon you could hear feet running down stairs.
"BREAKFEST!" Trunks yelled diving into the food. Morrie's eyes widened as she saw the pile of food disappear in front of her. A few minutes later there was nothing left. Trunks slowly looked over at Morrie and blushed slightly. "I'm sorry" he said "Did you not get any?"
Morrie stared at Trunks, "Erm.. I'm not hungry" She fibbed. She was starving but she didn't want to make Trunks feel bad.
"I warned you" Bulma chuckle.
Morrie shrugged and drank a bit of Orange Juice. Trunks eased himself back in the chair and stretched as far as he could. "Great breakfast Ma." He said
"Thanks dear. Morrie come with me and I'll loan you some more clothes until we get you out shopping."
Morrie Nodded and followed Bulma out of the room well Trunks was left alone to think. He sat for a moment. "I sensed something odd about that man. But.. I also sensed it from Her. It was almost as if they are linked somehow. Oh havens I beg you, don't make me fight. why was I destined to such cruel fate. Its like I'm being mocked. But I will protect this world at all cost, regardless of my own feelings. Morrie I will protect you, I made a promise, and I intend to keep it!"
A few minutes later Morrie came back with, wearing one of Bulma's old outfits. It barely fit her, it hung off her body loosely, but still made her look nice. Trunks got up and stared, blushing slightly. Morrie smiled and blushed a bit herself. Bulma snickered and led them both outside. After giving them some advise on some nice places to go, Trunks grinned and grabbed hold of Morrie and jumped into the air, flying off. Morrie curled into a ball, closing her eyes tightly. "You jerk!" She yelled. "This is so scary!"
"Relax! I won't let you fall. Didn't you say you wanted to learn how to fly?" Trunks asked, laughing
"This is to scary! Can't we take it one step at a time, like a stool and work our way up to a thousand miles above the earth?"
"Open your eyes and than we'll talk."
Slowly Morrie opened her eyes. She looked down and saw blurry figures blaze by. She quickly looked up and saw the soft clouds, and the birds flying by. Trunks slowed down until the stop. They hovered over the city, with a bright bluey sky around them. Morrie gasped in simple aw. "Yeah, there are some perks to being able to fly." Trunks said, joking. "In fact, I can't think of anything bad about flying."
"flying" Morrie thought "How I've longed for this day, but I don't understand. I gave that up long ago, why Oh why do I feel so happy now? Like I've never truly given up on the dream of flying. Trunks, what about my other dreams? Can you answer them too?"
Trunks floated down to the floor of the earth again and let Morrie drift away from her trance. Morrie looked around at the dirty city, very few walked in it. It was gradually being rebuilt, but gradually. They walked down the somewhat empty street. Every now and than the people smiled as they passed Trunks, as if they knew who he was, and what he had done, but sadly no one smiled at Morrie, why would they? They do not know her, she did not do anything to save the earth, but still she felt somewhat out of place, almost like she didn't belong with Trunks.
"This way." Trunks said pointing to the left as they came to a curb. They turned and walked half way down the street, until they came to clothing store.
Morrie tried on several different outfits but none seemed to right for her, until she saw the cutest little outfit that was sure to make Trunks laugh (who by the way was sitting in a corner by the dressing room waiting for Morrie to chose some outfits, half asleep of course.). When Morrie walked out the dressing room wearing gray pants with a black tank top and a jean jacket on over it, Trunks nearly fell out of his chair. "Do you not like it" Morrie asked, only joking around.
"umm, no, no, it looks fine" Trunks stammered to say "No wait, you look great, just… like… me..?"
Morrie laughed and rolled her eyes. She walked back to the dressing room and tried on more clothes. After choosing some outfits and paying for them, Morrie and Trunks left the clothing store in search of something to do, since they didn't want to go home just yet. All the while Morrie's stomach was crying for food. Soon she couldn't bear any longer.
"Trunks…" she spoke suddenly. "I'm a little hungry."
"Oh! Really? Me too!" he yelled almost in joy. "I know this great place!"
"Dose it involve fly-innnng!" Before Morrie could finish her sentence Trunks whisked her up into the air.
"Someday… if you like, I'll teach you how to fly, make your dream come true. Its really not that hard. All it takes is practice and hard work." Trunks said vaguely smiling at Morrie.
Morrie felt her cold defense kick in. "I'm not a dreamer." She snapped. "Dreams are for little kids, I'm NOT a little kid! I don't dream! I don't! okay!"
Trunks heaved a sigh. "Morrie, don't be so cold now. You have no reason to be. Especially to me."
Morrie closed her eyes and tried to fight back the urge to argue back, but she knew Trunks was right. "I'm sorry..." Those words seemed to foreign to her. The last time she ever truly spoke those words was when her brother died. She couldn't help to think, why was she so bitter? Why couldn't she look on the bright side of things? She had a new home, with a new friend, hopefully one she'll be able to keep. She hated the idea of being alone again. It was maddening to her. She loathed it with such discuss and outrage. If she ever had to be alone again, she would rather die!
"No big thing." He said back, "Just try to be that fun Morrie we all know is in there!"
After a few minutes they reached the place Trunks' wanted to eat at. It was a small café, on the outer edge of the city.
"Are you sure this will be a big enough place to feed you?" Morrie asked not even thinking about what she had said.
Trunks looked at her a moment and laughed softly. "yeah, us saiyan-jins sure can eat! Mind you I'm only half. Why I remember back when I traveled to the past and seeing Goku and Gohan eat. Now that was scary!"
"How is that possible?" Morrie asked in amazement.
"Well, it is simple when you think about it, All you need is a time machine. Than well you can go anywhere in time you want! That's… that's how I got the power and strengths to fight on. It was all thanks to Goku, and… my father." Trunks trailed off
"Whoa, Amazing, Even in death Goku, in some way, saved us all."
Trunks nodded, than turned his gaze up into the sky. "Sometimes I wish I could be back there again. See my father, My teacher and best friend, Gohan, I even wonder how the little me turned out. I wonder how different and alike we are. At least he grew up knowing his father... Our father."
Morrie stared at Trunks for an instant; he seemed so distant, so far away, off somewhere else in his own world, his own mind. He looked so upset, yet a since of love gleamed in his eyes. Love for his Father? Love for his friend Gohan? Or maybe love for the world. Slowly Morrie places her hand on Trunks' left shoulder and sighed greatly. "Do you regret anything you've ever done? Any of it at all?"
"No."
"if you could, would you change anything that has ever happened in your life. In our own time that is"
Trunks stared Morrie for a long time. Trying to think why she would ask that. Trying to find meaning in what she was asking, but he didn't understand. Carefully choosing his words he spoke "No, I don't think I would. I can't understand why though. I mean so many bad things has happened and-"
"The reason you don't want to is because if the slightest thing ever changed, you as a person probably wouldn't be the same as you are now. You would be someone different. You wouldn't be you. Trunks don't ever regret what you do, because the moment you do, You'll forget who you are."
"Sounds like you need to listen to your own advice."
Morrie sighed. "I know" She whispered
They sat down at a small table outside and waited for their server. Morrie ordered a large smoothie and a plate of pancakes. She still craved breakfast. Trunks ordered a large club sandwich and a coke, much to the surprise of Morrie. Morrie walked into the bathroom and changed into some of the clothes she got .She wore a pair of baggy light blue jeans and a dark blue v-neck top. She placed the rest of the things she bought in a large bag, than pressed a bottom on it. In a poof of smoke the bag became a capsule.
Just as Morrie had sipped her smoothie and took a few bites of the sack of pancakes, a large explosion caught both her and Trunks' attention.
"What was that?" Morrie exclaimed
"I don't know." Trunks said, not looking so much frightened but disappointed about something, something that Morrie didn't want to begin to understand. Trunks grabbed hold of Morrie and began to drag her away from her seat.
"No!! My food!" she yelled grabbing a hold of the plate, fighting to get back to her seat.
Trunks lifted her off the ground, "You can eat when we get home."
She groaned loudly and said good-bye to her food. Trunks held onto Morrie tightly and lifted them of the ground. they sped towards the clouds of smoke in the distance. When they reached it. There was no one in sight. Tress and plant life covered the area around the giant hole that lay before them. As the smoke settled a woman stood in the middle of the large hole. "Aine" She whispered as she looked at Morrie. She grinned as she slowly rose. "Why hello Aine."
"Who the heck is Aine?!" Morrie yelled back. Trunks pushed Morrie behind him.
"My, my. Who is this?" The woman spoke sweetly looking at Trunks. "Not quite the boy I had imagined you would like."
"I don't like him like that! Who are you?"
"I can't believe you don't remember me. I'm hurt. I'm Nixen." She smiled.
Trunks, who had remained silent, finally spoke. "What are you doing here?" he asked, calmly as he could. "And what business do you have with Morrie?"
"My business is of my own, Trunks, Don't worry though, I won't go around killing people… to much."
Trunks let out a great cry and instantly his body was covered in yellow aura. His hair spiked and his eyes turned that oh to familiar greenish blue color. The aura burned at Morrie, who only stood a few inches from Trunks. She gave a loud shriek and fell backwards.
"How dare you hurt her!" Nixen yelled, flying at Trunks. Trunks jumped out of the way, barely. He jumped into the air after Nixen, not all that sure where she went too. Suddenly Nixen appeared in front of him. Trunks slammed against her and they fell like a lead ball.
Nixen seemed to speed up their descant to the ground until they slammed into the soil; Trunks body protected her from the impact. She stood and placed her foot on top of Trunks' head, pressing hard. "STAY AWAY!" Morrie yelled jumping into the air towards Nixen throwing her body against at her. Morrie manage to knock confusion into Nixen for a few seconds and Trunks got up. He pulled back on Morrie, but Morrie refused to move. Nixen smiled once more and flung her black hair back.
"Aine, why do you fight back? I only wish to help you." Nixen said sounding quite kind and caring. Morrie didn't buy it.
"I'm not Aine. My name is MOR-RIE! Get that?" Morrie tighten her fists.
"You wish to fight me?" Nixen asked "To fight me, not knowing who the hell you really are? Tisk tisk. You would surely fall. I don't care if you really are Aine."
Trunks grabbed hold of Morrie's shoulder and shoved her back. "Run." He said between tightened teeth. Morrie looked at Trunks, wishing there was something she could do to help, but she followed her orders and ran.
Nixen smirked and looked over towards the now running Morrie. "Don't try and play hero. You can't even imagine how powerful I am."
"You won't even begin to understand how strong I am." Trunks said, slowly letting himself fill with all the hate and anger he felt right now. Slowly, steadily his power increased.
"Well your just full of sugar and spice. That can easily be changed. Besides we wouldn't want you to be all rough and tough with poor Aine." Nixen said with her charming voice. Morrie crouched in a small clump of bushes not to far away. If you thought she truly was going to run, well you thought wrong.
"Don't do anything stupid!" She thought. Her eyes suddenly turned a dark green than quickly changed back to their normal gray color.
Nixen's eyes flashed in anger. "Last chance boy. Run now and I might spare you." She soft voice rang over the forest and suddenly Trunks felt warmth came over his body. "after I have some fun." Nixen raised her left hand and a purple gem appeared.
Trunks stared enchanted by its light. "What…" he murmured.
"'What is it?'" Nixen finished for him. "Its just a gem… a powerful gem. Stronger than you." Nixen cupped the gem in both hands and smiled. The light grew bigger, deeper, darker. Then it seemed to focus all its power into a tiny ball.
Morrie gasped. "What the hell is that?" she asked baffled. "Its like that gem from last night… but a different color." Than she saw that the light was being focused. "Oh no!" she thought.
The tiny ball slowly grew into a large one. Trunks stared helplessly at it. As if lost in some sort of spell. His eyes sparkled with the light. "Not running?" Nixen asked. "No, of course. You can't. You are under my spell." She laughed. "It was a nice life though? Wasn't it? I mean altering time; see your dead father, fighting evil. Well this is one evil you won't be able to beat." The ball stretched out in a beam of light. Only one target: Trunks.
Morrie screamed, she ran. She ran towards Trunks. She jumped in front of him right as the beam hit, but is didn't hit Morrie or Trunks. Morrie stood in front of Trunks, her arms stretched out and a green gem in front of her body. She was smiling, only slightly. Her eyes were deep green again. Nixen jumped back, startled by Morrie.
"Aine…" she stared. "The…. Gem…. No matter. Taste Blood!" Nixen's purple gem shot another beam, a bigger, stronger one. The beam made a direct hit on the green gem. Morrie was pushed back by the power but her gem did not break, It seemed to admit a shield. Than the shield disappeared and the green gem unleashed a beam of its own, Nixen jumped out of the way.
"Morrie!" Trunks screamed. He ran in front of her. He stared into her eyes. They were green and blank, not dead, but blank. They were devoid of any emotion. Her whole face was blank. Her hands cupped the gem and it disappeared. "Morrie….?"
"Stay back!" Nixen ordered. "Do not touch her!"
Morrie gently pushed Trunks to the side and walked towards Nixen. Trunks pulled on Morrie but she kept on walk. Morrie grabbed hold of nixen's arm and pulled her towards her. "Leave." She commanded. "Do not return, unless you want me out to cut your throat."
"Aine.." Nixen said softly. "You can't… Not yet. You will fall back to the mind of that one girl… Morrie."
Morrie pulled Nixen closer. "Get out of here!" she ordered, tightening her grip on Nixen's hand. "I am Aine. Your goddess."
Nixen pulled back and ran from sight. She jumped back into the larger crater and soon a small ship flew into the sky. Morrie dropped to her knees as Trunks ran up to her. She fell to the side, her eyes shut tightly. "Morrie!" Trunks yelled. "Wake up! What happened?! Morrie! Oh god!" Trunks pulled Morrie up and listened to her heart. It was beating steadily. Trunks heaved a sigh and took her into both of his arms. He flew towards the Capsule crop. Building.
"Mother!" Trunks' voice rang over the whole building. It was so loud it shook the walls. Bulma came running up in confusion.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Morrie!" Trunks laid Morrie on the couch and looked at his mother. "Something happened. Something terribly weird, something I can not explain now." Bulma nodded and ran towards the kitchen to call a doctor. Trunks felt Morrie's face, it was cold. Her lips were turning blue and her breath could be seen. Trunks grabbed a blanket and wrapped around Morrie's body.
"Trunks." Bulma called. "Bring her to her room. The doctor will be here shortly." Trunks ran up the stairs and placed Morrie in her bed.
"Morrie what is up?" Trunks asked himself. Soon after the doctor showed up. Trunks explained what happened and the doctor smiled.
"Ah yes.." She said. "Well it seems that Morrie is just weak. Give her a few days and maybe feed her once in a while" She chuckled and left.
Night fell upon the city and everything was quite. Bulma had found Morrie's capsule and put its contents away and trunks sat in the living room watching T.V.