Chapter ten: Truths revealed
I groaned and opened my eyes.
Panic set in. I began to thrash against the restraints I discovered around my wrists. Suddenly a hand touched my shoulder
"Please, calm down, no one will hurt you" I scowled and bare my teeth
"Who the hell are you, and what right do you have to force me here!" I snarled
"My name is Bulma, and I think I will leave the explaining to my son" I noticed there was a hint of disappointment in her voice. I could not see her, she was out of my line of view. Suddenly another voice came to my ears
"I suppose you want to know why I brought you here?" I snarled at the purple haired boy as his face came into view above me. He gave a half smirk and continued
"You are bait, to catch android seventeen" I scowled
"What wrong has he done?" I was finding it hard to keep pulling at the leather bands, my muscles were rebelling, refusing to do as they were told
"I would stop struggling if I were you, there's enough drugs in you to make even me groggy. You'll get tired pretty quickly" I scowled, but found he was right.
"Android seventeen has murdered over twenty billion people, about fifty percent of the world's population" I frowned, I was never good with numbers, and I had never heard of a percentage
"How many?"
"Half of the world's people" my eyes widened
"He will not come for me" I stated defiantly. The boy gave me a smile that was almost warm, but beneath the surface it was full of malice
"Oh yes he will"
*
I knew where she was.
I also knew why she was there
And I missed her.
I knew she was fine for now, though I had no idea what Trunks would do to her if I did not turn up eventually.
I didn't know why I missed her.
In the past she had just sort of been there, I had said nothing for it or against it. I told her she was just a pet to me, and I had never thought about it really. But I missed her. I wanted her back.
I knew now that I felt something close to love for her.
I knew from that yearning ache in the pit of my stomach, and the dullness to all my movements, almost identical to the first time I had killed, after my sister was destroyed, that ache had healed with Mei around.
But now.
It was back, and so much stronger. Not only for my sister, but for Mei. I was confused as to why I thought loved her. She was just a toy to me, and one day I was just going to kill her, to savor the fear and the hurt in her eyes when I did.
But now.
I hated myself
And most of all I hated Trunks
Before my sister's death he had just been amusement
But when he killed her, he became an enemy.
And now
He had to die.
*
It took three days for all the drugs to wear off, I slept most of it.
Bulma brought me food and let me wander around the house. But some one was always watching me. Bulma tried to be nice, to make friends with me. Tried to comfort me, telling me I had not known what Ven was.
But the truth was.
I had known.
I had seen the occasional splash of blood on his clothes. I had seen the bloodlust in his eyes, and I had seen him kill before.
But I loved him anyway.
I said nothing because I loved him.
And strangely enough. I did not care what he had done.
I loved him.
I was sitting by a window, which was locked as usual. I knew Trunks was always monitoring my movements, though I didn't know how.
I hated him.
I wondered how some one with a person like Bulma for a mother, could sink to such tactics.
I hated him.
Bulma appeared in a doorway
"How are you feeling?"
I scowled
"Fine" she smiled in response, a subdued smile
"You know it's not that bad"
I growled
"How would you react if you were taken prisoner for a crime you did not commit"
She patted my arm, I smacked her hand away. She inhaled sharply but said nothing
"He means well, Trunks, but he's suffered so much he wants to kill Android seventeen, more than save what's left of this world"
I shrugged
"I don't care what his intentions are. For freedom fighters your people do not practice what they preach. You fight for freedom yet you keep me locked up here?"
She nodded
"You are right, but you must understand why" I snarled at her
"I don't care"
I threw the simple blue cup in my hand against the wall so hard it didn't just shatter, it disintegrated, leaving a large dent. She sighed and left the room.
I groaned and opened my eyes.
Panic set in. I began to thrash against the restraints I discovered around my wrists. Suddenly a hand touched my shoulder
"Please, calm down, no one will hurt you" I scowled and bare my teeth
"Who the hell are you, and what right do you have to force me here!" I snarled
"My name is Bulma, and I think I will leave the explaining to my son" I noticed there was a hint of disappointment in her voice. I could not see her, she was out of my line of view. Suddenly another voice came to my ears
"I suppose you want to know why I brought you here?" I snarled at the purple haired boy as his face came into view above me. He gave a half smirk and continued
"You are bait, to catch android seventeen" I scowled
"What wrong has he done?" I was finding it hard to keep pulling at the leather bands, my muscles were rebelling, refusing to do as they were told
"I would stop struggling if I were you, there's enough drugs in you to make even me groggy. You'll get tired pretty quickly" I scowled, but found he was right.
"Android seventeen has murdered over twenty billion people, about fifty percent of the world's population" I frowned, I was never good with numbers, and I had never heard of a percentage
"How many?"
"Half of the world's people" my eyes widened
"He will not come for me" I stated defiantly. The boy gave me a smile that was almost warm, but beneath the surface it was full of malice
"Oh yes he will"
*
I knew where she was.
I also knew why she was there
And I missed her.
I knew she was fine for now, though I had no idea what Trunks would do to her if I did not turn up eventually.
I didn't know why I missed her.
In the past she had just sort of been there, I had said nothing for it or against it. I told her she was just a pet to me, and I had never thought about it really. But I missed her. I wanted her back.
I knew now that I felt something close to love for her.
I knew from that yearning ache in the pit of my stomach, and the dullness to all my movements, almost identical to the first time I had killed, after my sister was destroyed, that ache had healed with Mei around.
But now.
It was back, and so much stronger. Not only for my sister, but for Mei. I was confused as to why I thought loved her. She was just a toy to me, and one day I was just going to kill her, to savor the fear and the hurt in her eyes when I did.
But now.
I hated myself
And most of all I hated Trunks
Before my sister's death he had just been amusement
But when he killed her, he became an enemy.
And now
He had to die.
*
It took three days for all the drugs to wear off, I slept most of it.
Bulma brought me food and let me wander around the house. But some one was always watching me. Bulma tried to be nice, to make friends with me. Tried to comfort me, telling me I had not known what Ven was.
But the truth was.
I had known.
I had seen the occasional splash of blood on his clothes. I had seen the bloodlust in his eyes, and I had seen him kill before.
But I loved him anyway.
I said nothing because I loved him.
And strangely enough. I did not care what he had done.
I loved him.
I was sitting by a window, which was locked as usual. I knew Trunks was always monitoring my movements, though I didn't know how.
I hated him.
I wondered how some one with a person like Bulma for a mother, could sink to such tactics.
I hated him.
Bulma appeared in a doorway
"How are you feeling?"
I scowled
"Fine" she smiled in response, a subdued smile
"You know it's not that bad"
I growled
"How would you react if you were taken prisoner for a crime you did not commit"
She patted my arm, I smacked her hand away. She inhaled sharply but said nothing
"He means well, Trunks, but he's suffered so much he wants to kill Android seventeen, more than save what's left of this world"
I shrugged
"I don't care what his intentions are. For freedom fighters your people do not practice what they preach. You fight for freedom yet you keep me locked up here?"
She nodded
"You are right, but you must understand why" I snarled at her
"I don't care"
I threw the simple blue cup in my hand against the wall so hard it didn't just shatter, it disintegrated, leaving a large dent. She sighed and left the room.