Dreaming Reality
Chapter Two- Reality of Sin
I slowly advanced on Pan, sword help high, ready to plunge it into her chest, when suddenly someone tackled me from the side, slamming me into a tree, hard. I blinked, shaking my head, as the scene came into view. My sword, I had dropped it when I first got hit, was now in someone else's hands, held at my throat. I heard a voice, low and angry. "What the hell do you think you are doing, boy?" The metal of my sword began to cut into my throat, and I struggled to speak. "I.. I.." Just what WAS I doing out here? I couldn't remember! I looked over and saw Pan, sobbing, still crouched on the ground. "Pan, what's wrong? What happened?" The person behind me holding my arms with a sword to my neck scoffed. "You were about to kill her, that's what." I suddenly recognized the voice as my father's. "Father. What the hell are you talking about? Why would I try and kill Pan? And why the hell are you holding my sword to my neck????" With a short grunt, Vegeta released me from his hold, a long scratch now on my neck where the tip of my sword rested. I walked over towards Pan who only screamed, and I backed up. 'What the hell did I do?' I wondered.. Vegeta, who still held my sword, leaned up against a tree. "Pan. Go home. You will not speak of this night to anyone. I will deal with the boy." Pan nodded, fighting back tears, and ran from the forest. I looked at father with a blank look on my face. "What did I do?" Vegeta looked blank for a moment. "You don't remember?" I shook my head. "All I remember was being tackled, and you holding my sword to my throat..." Vegeta looked surprised. "You were about to stab Pan to death with this thing." He holds with sword up. "I heard her scream and ran out here, to see you laughing and about to kill her." I was shocked. Then it hit me. The dreams. Was this a dream? Or was this real?? I swallowed. "Father. Are you telling the truth?" Vegeta spat. "Of course I am boy. Now get back to the house. You will speak of this to no one. Tomorrow morning, we will spar. I will be merciless. So you need the sleep." I stumbled back to the house, leaving my father in the woods. When I laid inn bed that night, I didn't dream. I only thought. 'Pan, I would never harm you.' Would she believe me?
The next morning, I got up quickly. Father came and stood outside the door. "Get out here now, boy." I opened the door. "What?" He smirked. "Someone is here to see you." My eyes went wide as I walked downstairs, seeing Pan sitting on the couch. When she saw me, her eyes went wide, and she flinched. She looked scared as hell to be in our house. I walked all the way down and stood in the hallway. "Um. Hello, Pan." Pan jumped. "Errm. Hi. Trunks. I, I guess I came to apologize for last night. I mean. I can see how you'd be upset because I blasted you, but I didn't think you'd be THAT mad." A small, forced smile appeared on her face. I sat down in a chair. "You blasted me?" A look of curiousness appeared on her face. "Um, yeah. And after I did, you tried to kill me with your sword." My eyes went wide. "What???? That's what dad was talking about. I don't remember doing that. I just remember these voices." Pan sympathetically looked at me. "Um, okay. But I gotta go. Um, bye." She opened the door and left. I got up as Vegeta walked downstairs. "Ready to spar?" I nodded. "Yeah."
Outside, Vegeta delivered a blow to the side of my head, and I fell to the ground, my head throbbing. I jumped up, and launched a Ki disc at father, and he dodged it, barely. We flew at each other, meeting, our arms crossed, and our teeth gritted as we went through a forced power struggle. Vegeta, taking advantage of the situation, jabbed his knee into my stomach. The wind got knocked out of me, and I bent over, holding my stomach. With a smirk, Vegeta slammed his elbow on my back, sending me hurtling toward the ground. I hit the ground hard, leaving a large crater. He then sent blue Ki orbs flying into the crater, each one pummeling me with deadly accuracy. My eyes went wide as each one hit me. I struggled to get up, and when the smoke cleared, Vegeta flew at me, using his weight to slam me back into the dirt of which I was just lying on. He gave me an uppercut to the jaw, which knocked me unconscious. With a small laugh, he picked me up over his shoulder and carried me inside, plopping me on a bed in the hospital wing.
It was daytime. I leaned against a tree deep in the woods, blood dripping from my face, bruises and scratches covering my body. I opened one eye, painfully, as a low voice spoke to me, and someone delivered another punch to my skull. "You worthless piece of shit! I give you ONE task, to destroy that worthless girl, and you fail!!!" Another blow hit me in the chest, hard. I gagged as the breath flew from me. "I.. can't. She's my friend.." The voice laughed. "You have no friends, you fool! Only me. Only I am your friend." He punched me again in the jaw. I spat out blood. "I have friends! Goten, and Gohan." He cut me off short, with another hit to the mouth, breaking my jaw. "You have no friends." he hissed. I closed my eyes as he kicked me in the stomach. "You WILL attack her again. You WILL not fail. If you do, you WILL die.." He elbowed me in the gut, and I slowly nodded my head.
I opened my eyes again. I was in my house, in the hospital wing. I reached up and touched my jaw. It wasn't broken. That..That was another dream? It seemed so real. I could feel every punch. Every blow. Bulma ran in, and yelped when she saw I was awake. "Trunks! I've been so worried! Your father beat you pretty bad in that spar. I yelled at him, but all he said was 'After last night, he deserved it.' I don't exactly know what that means, but I'm glad you're alive..." She stops talking. "Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to blabber on like that." I groaned slightly. My side was bandaged, as was my head. I sat up, and Bulma jumped. "Don't! You're still VERY VERY weak!" I shook my head. "I'm fine mom." She hesitated. "Well. just don't go out and fight again. I want you to get better. You took quite a beating from your father." I nodded and rubbed my eyes. I stood up, wincing slightly from my side. I walked out the door, and saw Vegeta sitting in a chair in the kitchen. He looked up at me. "Awake?" I was about to smart off to him, but decided against it, knowing he would probably explode. I nodded slowly. "Yes.. Thank you for the spar, father. I'm sure my skills will have improved after that match." I said, trying to be polite. He scoffed. "I seriously doubt it." I clenched my fist. 'Why does he ALWAYS have to be so naïve?" I wondered to myself. He smirked, feeling my anger raise. "Calm down boy. No need for hostility." I bit my tongue, and walked outside. Goten landed next to me, scaring me. "What's up with the band-aids, Trunks?" I laughed slightly. "Father beat me in a spar. Quite badly. I was knocked out for hours, so says mother." Goten nodded. "Pan says she was over here earlier." I nodded. "Yup. Hey. Wanna go to town? I gotta pick something up at the store." Goten nodded. "Sure. Let's go."
We landed on the sidewalk in front of the grocery store. Goten pointed at the window. "There?" I shook my head. "Nah. That one." I pointed over to a store full of battle supplies. Goten gave me a weird look, and I shook my head, wondering where the heck THAT came from. "Um, no. I meant THAT shop." I pointed again at a florist shop next to the battle shop. "I need to get something for Pan. I think she's upset at me." Goten nodded. "That would be smart. She IS upset with you." I winced. "Has she said anything to you?" He shrugged. "No, just that she was really mad." I nodded. "I'm gonna get her flowers. Apology. Hopefully she'll accept it." Goten nodded, and we walked in. I grabbed some daisies. "How 'bout this?" Goten shook his head. "I don't know exactly, but I think she's more of a rose and baby's breath bouquet kinda person." He blushed. "Just a suggestion." I nodded, and picked up a read-made bouquet of roses and baby's breathe. I walked over to the cashier, who was a pretty human, who looked about 17. She smiled at me. "Are these for your girlfriend?" She smiled as she rang up the price. I shook my head. "Nope. Just a friend." She giggles slightly, carefully putting the flowers in a bag. "So, are you single?" She blushed, and then smiled. "Oh, I'm Megan. And you are.." I shrugged. "Trunks." I finished for her. She giggles again and handed me the bag. Goten stood by the door. "C'mon!" I smiled at Megan. "Um, well. See ya." I walked over to Goten, and we walked out as Megan blew kisses in my direction. Goten peered at the bag, looked at me, and grinned. "Dude. That girl was so flirting, and she forgot to make you pay! Isn't that weird?" I suddenly looked down, realizing the same thing. "Uh, good point. That IS weird. Some humans are just plain weird." We both laughed, and we jumped into the air, and flew off into the direction of the Son's House, to deliver my un-paid for flowers.
We arrived, and I took the flowers out of the bag, making sure they still looked good. I knew I looked a mess, my head and side still bandaged up, but, who cared. I was here to apologize. Goten opened the door, and yelled inside: "Pan? Mom? Dad? Gohan? Anyone here? I'm here, and I got a friend!" Pan was in the living room. "I'm here Goten. Who you got with you?" I walked in, and her eyes went wide. I walked over to her, the flowers behind my back. I sat down next to her, and she scooted away. I winced, and held out the flowers. "Look. Pan. I'm really sorry for what I did. I don't know what came over me, but it wasn't me doing it. I'd never hurt you." Pan looked hesitant, but took the flowers. She then threw her arms around me, giving me a huge hug. "I forgive you Trunks. I know you'd never hurt me." I pulled away, a small smile on my face. Goten was in the kitchen, eating, as usual. I walked in with him. "All better?" He mumbled through a mouthful of chips. I nodded, and grabbed a handful, shoving them into my mouth. "Fup." I swallowed. "Sorry, I meant, yup." He nodded, and I sighed. "I gotta go. Mom's gonna have a fit if I'm not back. She'll think father killed me again." I tried to walk out, and Pan yelled across the room, "Trunks! What happened to you?" I blinked. "Vegeta kicked my butt in a spar." She nodded. "Um, all right." I walked out the door, and headed for home. I walked in, and Bulma practically ran me down. "Where have you been? You could have been hurt!" I rolled my eyes. "I was at the Sons House." She nodded. "Well, here. Eat something. You MUST be hungry." I nodded and walked into the kitchen, and ate the hamburger that was sitting on a plate on the table. I yawned. "I'm gonna go take a nap." Bulma sighed. "All right. I'll wake you later." I nodded and went up to my bedroom and laid down. Almost before I hit the pillow, I was asleep.
I was being beaten. Again. "You worthless piece of SHIT! That's all you are! SHIT! You could have taken out that pathetic brat of Kakarott's, AND his granddaughter! It would have been so easy!" I screamed out as I felt my arm being twisted behind my back. With a snap, it broke. I screamed again. "I warned you!!! I WARNED YOU!" I felt myself being slammed into the ground, my face on the earth. I felt a sharp kick in my stomach. "I told you I'd kill you. Now I will. But I can't kill you in your dreams. Now I'm coming to your world. You will pay for being so worthless. And then, I will kill everyone you FAILED at killing. You're too late, Future Boy. You're too late." My eyes went wide. That wasn't Goten in my first dream. It was this.. This creature. I felt myself being hoisted up by my neck, and punched again in the stomach. "Too late. I'll be in your world. Waiting.." I was dropped to the ground, and I felt him leave. With a heave, I lifted myself off the ground. "No..." I heard my mother scream. "Trunks!!!!!!!"
"Trunks! Wake up! You've been asleep for three hours!" I rubbed my eyes and opened them. Bulma stood in the doorway, and then walked out. "GET OUT!" She screamed one last time over her shoulder. I yawned and stretched, and suddenly, something caught my eye. In the corner of my room. I stared at it, and it laughed. "That's right, Future Boy. I told you I was coming. I told you that you would pay." I gasped. "No.." He laughed again, and he begin to fade away. "I will now go to finish the job you didn't." I jumped out of bed. His voice began to fade. "Welcome to the world of Sin.." To Be Continued..
Be Sure To Read:
Dreaming Reality
Chapter Three- Welcome To My World
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragon Ball Z or any of its characters. I may sometimes wish I do, but I don't. I never will. The stories that that you are reading, however, are copyright to me. I made them up. They were made in my strange little mind. Like I said before, however, the characters in my stories are NOT mine! They belong to Akira Toriyama and FunImation Studios.
Chapter Two- Reality of Sin
I slowly advanced on Pan, sword help high, ready to plunge it into her chest, when suddenly someone tackled me from the side, slamming me into a tree, hard. I blinked, shaking my head, as the scene came into view. My sword, I had dropped it when I first got hit, was now in someone else's hands, held at my throat. I heard a voice, low and angry. "What the hell do you think you are doing, boy?" The metal of my sword began to cut into my throat, and I struggled to speak. "I.. I.." Just what WAS I doing out here? I couldn't remember! I looked over and saw Pan, sobbing, still crouched on the ground. "Pan, what's wrong? What happened?" The person behind me holding my arms with a sword to my neck scoffed. "You were about to kill her, that's what." I suddenly recognized the voice as my father's. "Father. What the hell are you talking about? Why would I try and kill Pan? And why the hell are you holding my sword to my neck????" With a short grunt, Vegeta released me from his hold, a long scratch now on my neck where the tip of my sword rested. I walked over towards Pan who only screamed, and I backed up. 'What the hell did I do?' I wondered.. Vegeta, who still held my sword, leaned up against a tree. "Pan. Go home. You will not speak of this night to anyone. I will deal with the boy." Pan nodded, fighting back tears, and ran from the forest. I looked at father with a blank look on my face. "What did I do?" Vegeta looked blank for a moment. "You don't remember?" I shook my head. "All I remember was being tackled, and you holding my sword to my throat..." Vegeta looked surprised. "You were about to stab Pan to death with this thing." He holds with sword up. "I heard her scream and ran out here, to see you laughing and about to kill her." I was shocked. Then it hit me. The dreams. Was this a dream? Or was this real?? I swallowed. "Father. Are you telling the truth?" Vegeta spat. "Of course I am boy. Now get back to the house. You will speak of this to no one. Tomorrow morning, we will spar. I will be merciless. So you need the sleep." I stumbled back to the house, leaving my father in the woods. When I laid inn bed that night, I didn't dream. I only thought. 'Pan, I would never harm you.' Would she believe me?
The next morning, I got up quickly. Father came and stood outside the door. "Get out here now, boy." I opened the door. "What?" He smirked. "Someone is here to see you." My eyes went wide as I walked downstairs, seeing Pan sitting on the couch. When she saw me, her eyes went wide, and she flinched. She looked scared as hell to be in our house. I walked all the way down and stood in the hallway. "Um. Hello, Pan." Pan jumped. "Errm. Hi. Trunks. I, I guess I came to apologize for last night. I mean. I can see how you'd be upset because I blasted you, but I didn't think you'd be THAT mad." A small, forced smile appeared on her face. I sat down in a chair. "You blasted me?" A look of curiousness appeared on her face. "Um, yeah. And after I did, you tried to kill me with your sword." My eyes went wide. "What???? That's what dad was talking about. I don't remember doing that. I just remember these voices." Pan sympathetically looked at me. "Um, okay. But I gotta go. Um, bye." She opened the door and left. I got up as Vegeta walked downstairs. "Ready to spar?" I nodded. "Yeah."
Outside, Vegeta delivered a blow to the side of my head, and I fell to the ground, my head throbbing. I jumped up, and launched a Ki disc at father, and he dodged it, barely. We flew at each other, meeting, our arms crossed, and our teeth gritted as we went through a forced power struggle. Vegeta, taking advantage of the situation, jabbed his knee into my stomach. The wind got knocked out of me, and I bent over, holding my stomach. With a smirk, Vegeta slammed his elbow on my back, sending me hurtling toward the ground. I hit the ground hard, leaving a large crater. He then sent blue Ki orbs flying into the crater, each one pummeling me with deadly accuracy. My eyes went wide as each one hit me. I struggled to get up, and when the smoke cleared, Vegeta flew at me, using his weight to slam me back into the dirt of which I was just lying on. He gave me an uppercut to the jaw, which knocked me unconscious. With a small laugh, he picked me up over his shoulder and carried me inside, plopping me on a bed in the hospital wing.
It was daytime. I leaned against a tree deep in the woods, blood dripping from my face, bruises and scratches covering my body. I opened one eye, painfully, as a low voice spoke to me, and someone delivered another punch to my skull. "You worthless piece of shit! I give you ONE task, to destroy that worthless girl, and you fail!!!" Another blow hit me in the chest, hard. I gagged as the breath flew from me. "I.. can't. She's my friend.." The voice laughed. "You have no friends, you fool! Only me. Only I am your friend." He punched me again in the jaw. I spat out blood. "I have friends! Goten, and Gohan." He cut me off short, with another hit to the mouth, breaking my jaw. "You have no friends." he hissed. I closed my eyes as he kicked me in the stomach. "You WILL attack her again. You WILL not fail. If you do, you WILL die.." He elbowed me in the gut, and I slowly nodded my head.
I opened my eyes again. I was in my house, in the hospital wing. I reached up and touched my jaw. It wasn't broken. That..That was another dream? It seemed so real. I could feel every punch. Every blow. Bulma ran in, and yelped when she saw I was awake. "Trunks! I've been so worried! Your father beat you pretty bad in that spar. I yelled at him, but all he said was 'After last night, he deserved it.' I don't exactly know what that means, but I'm glad you're alive..." She stops talking. "Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to blabber on like that." I groaned slightly. My side was bandaged, as was my head. I sat up, and Bulma jumped. "Don't! You're still VERY VERY weak!" I shook my head. "I'm fine mom." She hesitated. "Well. just don't go out and fight again. I want you to get better. You took quite a beating from your father." I nodded and rubbed my eyes. I stood up, wincing slightly from my side. I walked out the door, and saw Vegeta sitting in a chair in the kitchen. He looked up at me. "Awake?" I was about to smart off to him, but decided against it, knowing he would probably explode. I nodded slowly. "Yes.. Thank you for the spar, father. I'm sure my skills will have improved after that match." I said, trying to be polite. He scoffed. "I seriously doubt it." I clenched my fist. 'Why does he ALWAYS have to be so naïve?" I wondered to myself. He smirked, feeling my anger raise. "Calm down boy. No need for hostility." I bit my tongue, and walked outside. Goten landed next to me, scaring me. "What's up with the band-aids, Trunks?" I laughed slightly. "Father beat me in a spar. Quite badly. I was knocked out for hours, so says mother." Goten nodded. "Pan says she was over here earlier." I nodded. "Yup. Hey. Wanna go to town? I gotta pick something up at the store." Goten nodded. "Sure. Let's go."
We landed on the sidewalk in front of the grocery store. Goten pointed at the window. "There?" I shook my head. "Nah. That one." I pointed over to a store full of battle supplies. Goten gave me a weird look, and I shook my head, wondering where the heck THAT came from. "Um, no. I meant THAT shop." I pointed again at a florist shop next to the battle shop. "I need to get something for Pan. I think she's upset at me." Goten nodded. "That would be smart. She IS upset with you." I winced. "Has she said anything to you?" He shrugged. "No, just that she was really mad." I nodded. "I'm gonna get her flowers. Apology. Hopefully she'll accept it." Goten nodded, and we walked in. I grabbed some daisies. "How 'bout this?" Goten shook his head. "I don't know exactly, but I think she's more of a rose and baby's breath bouquet kinda person." He blushed. "Just a suggestion." I nodded, and picked up a read-made bouquet of roses and baby's breathe. I walked over to the cashier, who was a pretty human, who looked about 17. She smiled at me. "Are these for your girlfriend?" She smiled as she rang up the price. I shook my head. "Nope. Just a friend." She giggles slightly, carefully putting the flowers in a bag. "So, are you single?" She blushed, and then smiled. "Oh, I'm Megan. And you are.." I shrugged. "Trunks." I finished for her. She giggles again and handed me the bag. Goten stood by the door. "C'mon!" I smiled at Megan. "Um, well. See ya." I walked over to Goten, and we walked out as Megan blew kisses in my direction. Goten peered at the bag, looked at me, and grinned. "Dude. That girl was so flirting, and she forgot to make you pay! Isn't that weird?" I suddenly looked down, realizing the same thing. "Uh, good point. That IS weird. Some humans are just plain weird." We both laughed, and we jumped into the air, and flew off into the direction of the Son's House, to deliver my un-paid for flowers.
We arrived, and I took the flowers out of the bag, making sure they still looked good. I knew I looked a mess, my head and side still bandaged up, but, who cared. I was here to apologize. Goten opened the door, and yelled inside: "Pan? Mom? Dad? Gohan? Anyone here? I'm here, and I got a friend!" Pan was in the living room. "I'm here Goten. Who you got with you?" I walked in, and her eyes went wide. I walked over to her, the flowers behind my back. I sat down next to her, and she scooted away. I winced, and held out the flowers. "Look. Pan. I'm really sorry for what I did. I don't know what came over me, but it wasn't me doing it. I'd never hurt you." Pan looked hesitant, but took the flowers. She then threw her arms around me, giving me a huge hug. "I forgive you Trunks. I know you'd never hurt me." I pulled away, a small smile on my face. Goten was in the kitchen, eating, as usual. I walked in with him. "All better?" He mumbled through a mouthful of chips. I nodded, and grabbed a handful, shoving them into my mouth. "Fup." I swallowed. "Sorry, I meant, yup." He nodded, and I sighed. "I gotta go. Mom's gonna have a fit if I'm not back. She'll think father killed me again." I tried to walk out, and Pan yelled across the room, "Trunks! What happened to you?" I blinked. "Vegeta kicked my butt in a spar." She nodded. "Um, all right." I walked out the door, and headed for home. I walked in, and Bulma practically ran me down. "Where have you been? You could have been hurt!" I rolled my eyes. "I was at the Sons House." She nodded. "Well, here. Eat something. You MUST be hungry." I nodded and walked into the kitchen, and ate the hamburger that was sitting on a plate on the table. I yawned. "I'm gonna go take a nap." Bulma sighed. "All right. I'll wake you later." I nodded and went up to my bedroom and laid down. Almost before I hit the pillow, I was asleep.
I was being beaten. Again. "You worthless piece of SHIT! That's all you are! SHIT! You could have taken out that pathetic brat of Kakarott's, AND his granddaughter! It would have been so easy!" I screamed out as I felt my arm being twisted behind my back. With a snap, it broke. I screamed again. "I warned you!!! I WARNED YOU!" I felt myself being slammed into the ground, my face on the earth. I felt a sharp kick in my stomach. "I told you I'd kill you. Now I will. But I can't kill you in your dreams. Now I'm coming to your world. You will pay for being so worthless. And then, I will kill everyone you FAILED at killing. You're too late, Future Boy. You're too late." My eyes went wide. That wasn't Goten in my first dream. It was this.. This creature. I felt myself being hoisted up by my neck, and punched again in the stomach. "Too late. I'll be in your world. Waiting.." I was dropped to the ground, and I felt him leave. With a heave, I lifted myself off the ground. "No..." I heard my mother scream. "Trunks!!!!!!!"
"Trunks! Wake up! You've been asleep for three hours!" I rubbed my eyes and opened them. Bulma stood in the doorway, and then walked out. "GET OUT!" She screamed one last time over her shoulder. I yawned and stretched, and suddenly, something caught my eye. In the corner of my room. I stared at it, and it laughed. "That's right, Future Boy. I told you I was coming. I told you that you would pay." I gasped. "No.." He laughed again, and he begin to fade away. "I will now go to finish the job you didn't." I jumped out of bed. His voice began to fade. "Welcome to the world of Sin.." To Be Continued..
Be Sure To Read:
Dreaming Reality
Chapter Three- Welcome To My World
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragon Ball Z or any of its characters. I may sometimes wish I do, but I don't. I never will. The stories that that you are reading, however, are copyright to me. I made them up. They were made in my strange little mind. Like I said before, however, the characters in my stories are NOT mine! They belong to Akira Toriyama and FunImation Studios.