Author's Note: I wrote this a while back, and I've been debating over whether or not to post it. So now I've decided, 'what the hell, I'm putting up the damn prologue,' and here it is. So, you guys decide. This part is really angsty, but the rest is mostly humor, romance (I'm not saying who ^^)... I know, it seems so unlikely considering what's in this, but, well, just review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: DBZ's not mine. Don't sue. Please. I only get $20 a week.
Meant to Happen
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Prologue
The boy ran. He continued to run, despite the protests he could hear from the people who were now far behind him.
~'...too much death... too much death...'~
He felt the hot tears slide down his face and hit the moving ground beneath him. His lilac hair whipped wildly in the wind, soaked by the rain. His feet pounded against the wet ground, his boots becoming muddy. But...
He didn't care. He didn't even care where he went, where he was running to... he just knew he had to get away. Away from her...
~'...no... how could I let this happen...'~
He had tried to stand there, unfeeling, throughout the entire ceremony, much as his father would have, had he been there. He tried to act as though it didn't matter, just so he wouldn't break down in front of everyone. But in the end, he cracked, and burst out from among the crowd.
~'...my fault... all my fault...'~
He could still remember her face... the face that had held so much beauty in her youth, and still had yet to change. Those aqua-marine locks of hair fluttering in the breeze as she lay there, unmoving, eyes closed... Never again to look upon him with the love a mother had for her child. Her son. A young man. A young man who had still only begun his life, and now...
~'...no... Okaa-san... how could I let you die...'~
...Now, his mother, who had been his only passion for life for this past year, was gone. Everyone was gone. Everyone.... The friends he had in the past were just that; in the past. The were dead in this time. But his mother... she kept him going. When he had killed those murderous cyborgs, he had decided to help in rebuilding the city. Everyone had some part in the reconstruction, with smiles and happiness everywhere. But now... now she had gone and joined the others...
~'...Okaa-san... how could you go... how could I let you go...'~
He had been on an errand for her. She told him that it really wasn't necessary for him to go, but he insisted. She agreed. So he left. He was only going to be gone for a short while.
~'...I have nothing left... no one...'~
But neither of them had noticed that the damage to Capsule Corporation was much worse than they had feared...
~'...it should have been me... it should have been me... why wasn't it me...'~
***
He had found her in a pool of blood, crushed beneath a piece of concrete, which had been part of the building's interior. He screamed and rushed to her. She wasn't breathing. Holding his hand against her neck, he frantically searched for a pulse. Nothing.
***
~'...oh Kami... the pain... pain... please... no more pain... Okaa-san...'~
***
He had immediately lifted it off her, picked her up, and flew at what must have been light-speed to the hospital. He had paced anxiously in the waiting room for 2 hours.
"Mr. Brief?"
"Yes?"
"We did all we could, but... I'm sorry..."
He didn't know how long he had stood there in shock, the doctor's words seeping in.
"No... no, you're LYING! She's not dead! She's NOT DEAD! She can't be dead! She's--
He rushed into her room, and, upon hearing the heart monitor's endless high pitch, he knew it was true.
"Oh Kami, no... Okaa-san..."
***
~'I won't let it end this way... I won't... there's another way...'~
He slowed and changed direction, heading back to the place where he had found her. He rushed past the building, not even glancing at it.
~I know what to do...~
He swiftly climbed into the yellow time machine as the tears streamed down his cheeks and the rain began to fall; a storm manifesting itself outside and within as, in his anger, he made a mistake.
Frantically setting the controls as the lighting flashed in his eyes, his hand fumbled and, unseen by his clouded vision, he turned on the temporal inter-dimensional switch.
Now, as the vessel began its ascent, the boy slipped into a deep slumber as he tumbled 10 years into the future of the past...
******
TO BE CONTINUED...
God, the suspense is just unbearable, ain't it? Remember: review, and you'll get to see what happens! Ja ne! ^^
Disclaimer: DBZ's not mine. Don't sue. Please. I only get $20 a week.
Meant to Happen
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Prologue
The boy ran. He continued to run, despite the protests he could hear from the people who were now far behind him.
~'...too much death... too much death...'~
He felt the hot tears slide down his face and hit the moving ground beneath him. His lilac hair whipped wildly in the wind, soaked by the rain. His feet pounded against the wet ground, his boots becoming muddy. But...
He didn't care. He didn't even care where he went, where he was running to... he just knew he had to get away. Away from her...
~'...no... how could I let this happen...'~
He had tried to stand there, unfeeling, throughout the entire ceremony, much as his father would have, had he been there. He tried to act as though it didn't matter, just so he wouldn't break down in front of everyone. But in the end, he cracked, and burst out from among the crowd.
~'...my fault... all my fault...'~
He could still remember her face... the face that had held so much beauty in her youth, and still had yet to change. Those aqua-marine locks of hair fluttering in the breeze as she lay there, unmoving, eyes closed... Never again to look upon him with the love a mother had for her child. Her son. A young man. A young man who had still only begun his life, and now...
~'...no... Okaa-san... how could I let you die...'~
...Now, his mother, who had been his only passion for life for this past year, was gone. Everyone was gone. Everyone.... The friends he had in the past were just that; in the past. The were dead in this time. But his mother... she kept him going. When he had killed those murderous cyborgs, he had decided to help in rebuilding the city. Everyone had some part in the reconstruction, with smiles and happiness everywhere. But now... now she had gone and joined the others...
~'...Okaa-san... how could you go... how could I let you go...'~
He had been on an errand for her. She told him that it really wasn't necessary for him to go, but he insisted. She agreed. So he left. He was only going to be gone for a short while.
~'...I have nothing left... no one...'~
But neither of them had noticed that the damage to Capsule Corporation was much worse than they had feared...
~'...it should have been me... it should have been me... why wasn't it me...'~
***
He had found her in a pool of blood, crushed beneath a piece of concrete, which had been part of the building's interior. He screamed and rushed to her. She wasn't breathing. Holding his hand against her neck, he frantically searched for a pulse. Nothing.
***
~'...oh Kami... the pain... pain... please... no more pain... Okaa-san...'~
***
He had immediately lifted it off her, picked her up, and flew at what must have been light-speed to the hospital. He had paced anxiously in the waiting room for 2 hours.
"Mr. Brief?"
"Yes?"
"We did all we could, but... I'm sorry..."
He didn't know how long he had stood there in shock, the doctor's words seeping in.
"No... no, you're LYING! She's not dead! She's NOT DEAD! She can't be dead! She's--
He rushed into her room, and, upon hearing the heart monitor's endless high pitch, he knew it was true.
"Oh Kami, no... Okaa-san..."
***
~'I won't let it end this way... I won't... there's another way...'~
He slowed and changed direction, heading back to the place where he had found her. He rushed past the building, not even glancing at it.
~I know what to do...~
He swiftly climbed into the yellow time machine as the tears streamed down his cheeks and the rain began to fall; a storm manifesting itself outside and within as, in his anger, he made a mistake.
Frantically setting the controls as the lighting flashed in his eyes, his hand fumbled and, unseen by his clouded vision, he turned on the temporal inter-dimensional switch.
Now, as the vessel began its ascent, the boy slipped into a deep slumber as he tumbled 10 years into the future of the past...
******
TO BE CONTINUED...
God, the suspense is just unbearable, ain't it? Remember: review, and you'll get to see what happens! Ja ne! ^^