27
Dealing with Death.
Trunks could not look at the fallen form of his little girl. He was weeping over the injured body of his boy, but he was alive. He could feel that he was breathing. 'Geta just looked stunned. He had his eyes squeezed shut and held him tight. "Why did you come out?" he whispered. "You are not strong enough for this." He said and was grateful to hear a grunt from him.
But it was Benot's sobbing that tore at his heart.
He had lost his mother again.
He had lost his daughter.
He could hear the battle still raging on between Crystal and Drak. He could hear his father yelling. He could hear the laughing of Drak. He could hear the chattering of those weasel things but none of that mattered.
His boy was breathing raggedly in his arms.
He couldn't bear to look at his daughter. He didn't want to know if she was dead. He never wanted to know. Never, but Benot's sobs persisted.
"Mom… Come on. Mom. Wake up. Please. Don't be dead. Please. Don't be dead," he chanted. "You could take a little blast like that. Mom… Mom… please wake up."
He opened his eyes.
He wished he had not.
She lay limp in Benot's lap. Benot had a hand on her arm that was trickling with blood. Her skin was so ashen. She was so pale. He couldn't see where she was bleeding. He could feel the tears rolling down his cheeks as he reached over to his little girl. He remembered how she had looked six years old. She was such a happy child…He could see her running towards him and scolding him for being gone so long…. He could see her laughing at him when she was two, as they played peak-a-boo…He could remember how he marveled at how small her hands were when she had been born…how fragile she had been.
He looked at her battered still body. Her limp arm lay over her stomach. Benot shook her shoulders gently and begged her to wake up.
"NO!" He screamed! "NO! She can't be gone!" He never felt such anguish or anger in his life! The death of Gohan did not compare to the death of his daughter! He felt his body ripple with a deep power that he did not know was there.
He heard 'Geta's voice but it quickly faded.
Drak had killed his little girl!
He could feel his body change with the rage. He could feel his strength grow and he could feel the rage with greater clarity.
It was his first time at level 3.
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"What… is…. Happening?" Brennen asked in a halted voice. He looked as if he was trying to fight off tears
Bulma was struggling as well but having Bra and Boxer weeping into her, did not help her push away her own tears. "Everything will be okay," she said but the words came out in sobs. She couldn't even convince herself.
"He… no… she…," Brennen stammered and backed away from the awful sight. He put his hands over his eyes and wept.
"No," Cyrus said between clenched teeth. Tears were running down his face and his eyes were squeezed shut. "No." His voice was deeper and richer that she remembered it being before. He sounded like he was having trouble breathing and his chest was heaving awfully quick. Then she noticed something odd. It was almost like there was a cold draft coming off of him.
"Cyrus?" she asked hesitantly.
He took a big gulp of air and went back to clenching his teeth. He had his hands in tight fists and he was shaking.
The whole room was getting colder.
"What is going on?" Boxer said and he wiped his eyes to look up.
"Grandma?" Bra said in a scared voice.
"Get out of here… Go someplace safe," Cyrus said through his clenched teeth. Nope, it wasn't her imagination. The room was getting colder. She saw something move under his shirt and thought it best to take his advice.
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He couldn't help but cry as he held her to himself.
Benot wished he had been faster. Maybe he could have stopped it. She wasn't moving. He couldn't calm himself down to check her pulse. He couldn't feel her. He ran his hands through her hair and gasped for breath. How could he not have stopped this from happening?
He wanted to curse and yell at Crystal.
But it wouldn't make anything better.
He turned his teary eyes towards Trunks who was now hovering about him. He didn't think that he ever saw Trunks at level 3 before. It looked rather cool and he looked right mad. His hair had popped out of the braid that he normally wore and reached down to the ground in a grand swoop. He looked down right mean without his eyebrows. Maybe even a little scary. He was just glad that the fury was directed at the man that was busy blocking blows from Crystal. Her form was gone now. She was just mad. You can't win a fight with being just mad. You had to keep your form. Mad helps.
He just realized that he had powered down, he was no longer a supersaiyian. He had lost all his will to fight. He looked over to 'Geta who was looking dazed but otherwise okay. He wanted to get mad at him too. What was he doing out in this battle? He was told to stay behind, but it was no use. He had no anger. Just grief.
Those weasel things began their wave of attack again. He hugged his mother close to him as he could and waited for them to lunge at him.
"Let's get rid of these pest."
That was Vegeta's voice. He heard Trunks agree. He didn't have to open his eyes to see what they were doing. He could hear the crunching and the screaming. He did open them to see that those pests surrounded them. There had to be about 50 of them and about twenty lay dead around him.
Vegeta looked beat up and he no longer was at level 4. He must have lost control of the power but he wasn't at level 3 either. He was weakening and having a hard time with that. Trunk's was still at level 3 but he was starting to look worn out as well, but the anger and fury in his eyes held him at such a peak.
'Geta huddled near him, looking scared and confused. He held one of Soyna's limp hands.
Why was life so cruel?
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She couldn't get the guy! And the laughing was driving her nuts!
She screamed in frustration. That was dirty pool using her own attack to hurt those she was trying to protect.
"I really hate you," she snarled at him.
"Whatever missy," he said with that equally annoying grin on his face. "Can't you see that I am going to win? My little pets are surrounding your friends there and I have you on the ropes." He laughed. "Just give up and I shall let you all live; Even those children inside the house that you have been trying to hide from me. I can be a forgiving man." He said and chuckled as he looked down at the desperate looking situation.
Benot was not going to be any use to them anymore. She prayed that she wasn't dead but they were all acting like she was. And she had never seen her father turn SS3 before! Wow, but he was still not quick enough. Vegeta looked hurt and things looked as if they couldn't get any worse.
Of course, she had to think that stupid thought didn't she?
The door blew off the house and Cyrus slowly walked out.
He was breathing quickly and he was shivering.
She did not see him transform before but she didn't have to be told. When he used the power to try to fix things, he got like that but he was not well enough to grab hold of the power and be able to use it.
"No! Cyrus! Go back inside!" she yelled. She saw what Cyron could do. She saw it. She knew that he could only be stopped by a loved one. His dearest loved one was now dead. Of course, that was setting him off. "No!"
Benot looked up with pure fright. "You are not well enough!" He yelled, but did not move from holding the limp body of Soyna.
She turned to Drak who did not know the true extent of the danger that was coming. He just saw a big kid that was coming out to join them. That was all. Another target for him to kill.
He had no idea what he was going to be up against.
The weasel things saw what was happening and were beginning to scatter and cower. He heard the squeal of one as it backed itself against Vegeta and he crunched it with his boot. She could see him wince and shake his foot as he did so. She never thought that her grandfather could be squeamish about anything.
"Am I supposed to be scared of him?" Drak said with a chuckle.
He was not paying attention to how the grass and flowers were freezing around his feet as he walked. He did not see that Cyrus labored breath formed in front of him. He was not paying attention to how the air shimmered around him and he was not feeling the impending doom that was going to happen because he angered the wrong person!
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Was he supposed to be scared of that boy? Was that stalking type walk supposed to scare him? Really? It was just another kid.
The woman yelled at the boy. Cyrus. He wanted him to calm down and go back inside.
And why were his pets acting like that? They were running! Well! "What?" he said and turned back to the woman that he had been fighting. She was looking down at the boy with fear in her eyes.
"Fool!" She spat at him now, turning her anger back to him. "You had to kill her, didn't you? Out of every one of us, you had to kill her! Do you know what you have done?" she said.
"I plan on killing all of you," he said with a shrug. "What difference does the order make?"
Cyrus was walking towards the small huddle of people. They were just watching him and where did all his pet's go? He couldn't see a single one of them. If any of them returned, he would kill them. Why are they all scared of him? They looked like they were trying to talk to him. He couldn't make out what they were saying to him. Why was the ground turning white around the boy's feet?
"You are such a fool! Do you understand what he is doing? He is going to devour us all!" She said and took a swing at him. He easily dodged it and held on to her wrist.
"Really. I mean, he is rather large, but I doubt his appetite is that large. You really should exaggerate." He said and swung her towards the ground. She didn't crash into it like he wanted her to but she stood and looked up at him.
"Oh yeah! He will crack this whole universe! You are such a fool!" She said and lunged at him.
He grabbed her hands again and they were struggling for dominance again. She was weakening slightly though. He could feel that she was giving slightly.
"Is she gone?"
He could hear the voice of Cyrus. It was much deeper than it should be, he was quite certain of it.
The boy that was holding the limp body of Soyna just nodded his head and then covered her body as if he were trying to protect her.
"You have no idea what you released," she growled in his face.
"Oooh, I am so scared." He laughed.
"You will be," she said.
Cyrus let out a horrible scream then, a scream that turned into a growl type roar. He looked over to see the boy standing in a swirl of white – it looked like snow -and then his body… there was no other way to describe it… flashed with a white light that did not spread outwards. It was not like anything that he had ever seen before.
He heard the woman curse and release the grip on his hands and she darted off and stood in front of Cryus. She tried to touch him but acted as if she had been burnt. She was different too. She was not as … well... fury as she had been and looked much slimmer and sleeker. Her eyes were not as intense either. Her hair was no longer poofy and fell in front of her face.
He would never be able to keep track off all these people's forms. Saiyians were just so weird.
Cyrus flashed with that white light again.
What the hell was with that?
She covered her eyes and it sounded like she was begging with him.
"What are you doing? Are we fighting here or what?" he yelled at them. What were they doing? Abandoning the battle to comfort a temperamental child?
Cyrus turned to him and his eyes flashed red. Damn, that was the scariest thing he had ever seen his life. The others seemed to be taken aback and huddled together.
Cyrus then changed.
He hovered in the air and watched his whole body being consumed by the light that wasn't going anywhere. He watched the body grow with amazing startling speed and watched as a dragon was born.
He couldn't believe his eyes as a green scaled dragon with brown horns formed in front of him. It's eye's were dark and hallow and full of hate and sorrow. It was aimed right at him. The dragon let out a deep growl that sent fear in him that he had never felt before.
It was like some sort of snake with shoulders and arms… It's body was so long and it coiled around the small group that he had been busy trying to kill earlier as if protecting them.
"Cyron!" The pretty girl yelled. "Listen to me!" She said but he wasn't. Those eyes were right on him and he knew that he was going to die. How do you fight a creature like this?
"Cyron!"
He let out another growl and then some deep grumbling words. "I AM DONE WITH YOU."
"Done with me?" He said. "What are you…"
He gasped as he felt the taloned had clutch at him. He didn't even see it coming and he didn't like the laugh that was coming out of the dragon's mouth.
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Benot shivered as he looked away from the impending death scene. He knew what Cyron was going to do and even though, it looked like they were being protected right now, he knew that wasn't going to last long. Once Krad is dead, he was going to go hunting and it didn't matter who he hurt on the way.
I had taken a lot for Goku to stop him before and the only reason was because Goku had been part of him.
How were they going to stop him?
Cyrus was not good at dealing with death.
Cyron was inconsolable.
He looked down at his mother and bit his lip to stop a new set of tears from forming. He stroked her face with his bloody hand. "I am so sorry," he said to her and smoothed out her hair. She did not deserve to die like this.
That was when he got the most thrilling shock of his life.
There was a tear dripping out of the corner of her eye. A tear! That meant… her lips parted slightly and he saw her hands move on her stomach!
"She's alive!" He yelled and just about started to cry again. "We got to get her to the
hospital! She is alive!"
They all looked at him with shocked looks. It was Trunks that responded first and took her into his own arms. He looked like he was just about in tears as well. He didn't want to part with her but was grateful when she made a moaning sound. Everyone else hovered around too.
Crystal had to speak, "For how long. With Cyron here… he could turn on us all."
He knew that was true. Cyron was not a friendly creature.
"But she is still alive!" He said. "Maybe that will get us Cyrus back before the power consumes him!"
She nodded.
"I will take her to the hospital," Trunks said and looked to his father who nodded his head. He was going to follow.
"No!" Crystal said. "We need her here. We have to prove to Cyron that she is still alive after he kills Drak," she said. "It may be our only chance or else we are all dead."
He just nodded.
Good. No arguemnents here, even though Vegeta didn't look pleased.
Cyron gave a great roar and clutched his hand and Drak was no more.
Now they just had to deal with Cyron.
Drak was easier to deal with.
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