Ch.7. Another Attack
Trunks crept into Usagi's room. Not wanting to wake her, he lowered his ki to almost
zero. She sighed softly in her bed and turned over. He smiled slighty. "I'm glad you're
home Usagi." He whispered. He closed his eyes. "Me too." He jumped. Looking at
Usagi but realizing she was still asleep. 'What the hell?' He decided he'd better leave
the room, and fast. He slipped out. Usagi turned and stared at the door. "Me too."
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Outside, a shadow jumped from the roof into the tree closest to the window. A sly
smile appeared. A blade flicked out of nowhere. The shadow merged into a human.
It became an image of a man that slowly faded into a woman. She slithered up to the
window and peeked in. (Stupid peeping tom. Lookin in on other people's privacy..
why I outta..oops..children out there. NEwayz....) She pulled a note out of her back
pocket and stuck it through the blade. Her hand became shadow like and she reached
THROUGH the window. A slight movement of her wrists and the knife was stuck 4
inches into the headboard just centimeters above Usagi's head. (Oooh! Scary!!)
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Usagi opened her eyes and a flash of silver blinded her. The sun...aimed right on the
blade, gleamed in the light. When her vision cleared, she saw the knife, and the note.
A blood-curling scream brought the whole household -even Vegeta- running. (Vegeta
huh? Yeah right. When hell freezes over.) Trunks was first. What he saw nearly made
him faint. Bulma and Vegeta crashed in behind him. Bulma screamed. Vegeta stood
up and his eyes widened slightly at the sight. Usagi was in tears. Trunks stood over
her and gingerly plucked out the knife. The note attached said: YOU WILL DIE!
Usagi was shaking all over. She pulled Trunks onto the bed and buried her face in his
shoulder, sobbing.
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Bulma braced Usagi against her shoulder as they made their way to the kitchen.
Vegeta followed closely behind, fingering the blade. Trunks was yelling into the
phone at Gohan. They all sat around the table, Usagi farthest away from the knife that
Vegeta was seemingly attached to. "What kind of knife is it?" Bulma said softly. "It's-"
Vegeta started. "It's a 6 inch blade made in Taiwan. It's pure silver and can cut through
just about anything. It was used in 1998 by a gang called the "Silver Slashers" They
supposedly bought every last one of those and melted them all except for 5 of them,
in which each member kept. In the year 2000, they all split, but each member still
have thier own individual blades but none of them were seen again."
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Trunks backed away, surprised. "How do you know what it is?" Everyone seemed to
tense up. Usagi frowned. "My cousin's friend was in that gang. He suicided with that
blade and was buried with it." Trunks relaxed, but Vegeta did not. "Maybe YOU were
part of the gang." Usagi looked at him oddly. "No. When the gang was around, I was
17. Not old enough to buy something like that." Vegeta scowled and stormed out.
Usagi stared after him. 'Why do you hate me so much?' Trunks flinched. Bulma
caught it. "Hm?" "Uh..no-nothing." Trunks looked at Usagi oddly. "He doesn't hate
you Usagi. Why would you think that?" A strange look came across her face. "I never
said that." Surprised, he protested. "You just did. Just a few seconds ago." "No. I never
said that." Trunks was about t protest again but... "Telepathy, stupid boy." Vegeta
muttered. Trunks turned. "You're still here?" Vegeta smirked. "Never left."
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"Why do you say telepathy? I've never done that before." Vegeta sighed. "Sometimes
it just comes with someone you know and trust. It can't be helped." Trunks shrugged.
"Whatever." Usagi stood up. "I'm going outside for some fresh air." She walked to the
door, opened it and came face to face with......
~To Be Continued~
~BWAHAHAHA!! Don't you juss love meeh? Well, anyone have any guesses for who
the killer ish? Yes? No? Yeah yeah. I knoe. You're waiting 4 an explaination as to why
I haven't updated mai story right? Well, because ff.net broke down for a while, I kinda
well, forgot about this site. (Dodges flying debris) Hey! Sowee! NEwayz, I also ran
outta ideas for a while, and because I haven't been on it for so long, I forgot who the
original killer was so.. I had to think up a new one. Well, you knoe da drill. 5+ reviews.
I juss hope I haven't lost all mai readers yet.~
*Alwyz and 4evr*
~Destiny~
Trunks crept into Usagi's room. Not wanting to wake her, he lowered his ki to almost
zero. She sighed softly in her bed and turned over. He smiled slighty. "I'm glad you're
home Usagi." He whispered. He closed his eyes. "Me too." He jumped. Looking at
Usagi but realizing she was still asleep. 'What the hell?' He decided he'd better leave
the room, and fast. He slipped out. Usagi turned and stared at the door. "Me too."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Outside, a shadow jumped from the roof into the tree closest to the window. A sly
smile appeared. A blade flicked out of nowhere. The shadow merged into a human.
It became an image of a man that slowly faded into a woman. She slithered up to the
window and peeked in. (Stupid peeping tom. Lookin in on other people's privacy..
why I outta..oops..children out there. NEwayz....) She pulled a note out of her back
pocket and stuck it through the blade. Her hand became shadow like and she reached
THROUGH the window. A slight movement of her wrists and the knife was stuck 4
inches into the headboard just centimeters above Usagi's head. (Oooh! Scary!!)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Usagi opened her eyes and a flash of silver blinded her. The sun...aimed right on the
blade, gleamed in the light. When her vision cleared, she saw the knife, and the note.
A blood-curling scream brought the whole household -even Vegeta- running. (Vegeta
huh? Yeah right. When hell freezes over.) Trunks was first. What he saw nearly made
him faint. Bulma and Vegeta crashed in behind him. Bulma screamed. Vegeta stood
up and his eyes widened slightly at the sight. Usagi was in tears. Trunks stood over
her and gingerly plucked out the knife. The note attached said: YOU WILL DIE!
Usagi was shaking all over. She pulled Trunks onto the bed and buried her face in his
shoulder, sobbing.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bulma braced Usagi against her shoulder as they made their way to the kitchen.
Vegeta followed closely behind, fingering the blade. Trunks was yelling into the
phone at Gohan. They all sat around the table, Usagi farthest away from the knife that
Vegeta was seemingly attached to. "What kind of knife is it?" Bulma said softly. "It's-"
Vegeta started. "It's a 6 inch blade made in Taiwan. It's pure silver and can cut through
just about anything. It was used in 1998 by a gang called the "Silver Slashers" They
supposedly bought every last one of those and melted them all except for 5 of them,
in which each member kept. In the year 2000, they all split, but each member still
have thier own individual blades but none of them were seen again."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trunks backed away, surprised. "How do you know what it is?" Everyone seemed to
tense up. Usagi frowned. "My cousin's friend was in that gang. He suicided with that
blade and was buried with it." Trunks relaxed, but Vegeta did not. "Maybe YOU were
part of the gang." Usagi looked at him oddly. "No. When the gang was around, I was
17. Not old enough to buy something like that." Vegeta scowled and stormed out.
Usagi stared after him. 'Why do you hate me so much?' Trunks flinched. Bulma
caught it. "Hm?" "Uh..no-nothing." Trunks looked at Usagi oddly. "He doesn't hate
you Usagi. Why would you think that?" A strange look came across her face. "I never
said that." Surprised, he protested. "You just did. Just a few seconds ago." "No. I never
said that." Trunks was about t protest again but... "Telepathy, stupid boy." Vegeta
muttered. Trunks turned. "You're still here?" Vegeta smirked. "Never left."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Why do you say telepathy? I've never done that before." Vegeta sighed. "Sometimes
it just comes with someone you know and trust. It can't be helped." Trunks shrugged.
"Whatever." Usagi stood up. "I'm going outside for some fresh air." She walked to the
door, opened it and came face to face with......
~To Be Continued~
~BWAHAHAHA!! Don't you juss love meeh? Well, anyone have any guesses for who
the killer ish? Yes? No? Yeah yeah. I knoe. You're waiting 4 an explaination as to why
I haven't updated mai story right? Well, because ff.net broke down for a while, I kinda
well, forgot about this site. (Dodges flying debris) Hey! Sowee! NEwayz, I also ran
outta ideas for a while, and because I haven't been on it for so long, I forgot who the
original killer was so.. I had to think up a new one. Well, you knoe da drill. 5+ reviews.
I juss hope I haven't lost all mai readers yet.~
*Alwyz and 4evr*
~Destiny~