Updates updates, yay yay yay yay ya yay. Ok, so really this is only updated because Matt suddenly felt inspired to work on it, and then blackmailed me into working on it too. Oh well, I'll get him next time I see him. Anyway, here's chapter 13.
Disclaimer: Neither Matt nor I own DBZ. However, we do own ourselves. At least, as much of ourselves as we possibly can.
Chapter 13: Gahhkcht
Matt sat down on the bed. " Why is it you can only be around when they want you to?" He pondered the point of it all sometimes. Matt was the single guy in the group. In fact, it was to the point where he was "Matt". Any question about his personality or behavior was answered with those two words: "He's Matt". Problem was, that was a good cop out for both parties. The girls in the group could avoid dealing with him because he was "just Matt", and likewise he could get away without doing anything about it, cause he was "Matt" and that was just the way things worked.
Then an idea struck him. Despite this being a world he didn't know too well, it was a pretty controlled environment. No one really knew him here. His parents were not around to worry about him. Likewise friends. If he really wanted to know what Liz thought of him, this was the perfect place to do it. Even if he was "just Matt" he was currently all she had. If he could create a scenario where he wasn't around for her to lean on anymore, he could see how she would react. Also, this would be the perfect opportunity to see if and how he could survive on his own. Special Training he thought to himself. Without a second though, he put his idea into motion. He threw on an outfit of all black, which wasn't hard, because apart from all the colorful ska shirts and cool shirts he had, black was a main part of Matt's wardrobe. He then strapped on his bracelet, and strung his cross and ankh around his neck. He always felt naked without those three things on. Now all he had to do was sneak out of the house.
He'd need some food, as he didn't know how long he planned to live outside on his own. Luckily, the Son family fridge was huge, and always overflowing. As he was raiding the fridge, a strong hand clamped down on his shoulder. Matt was leaning into the vastness of the fridge at the time, and he freaked, and nearly cracked open his head on the cast iron racks in the fridge. He swore loudly
" Fuckbunnies? That's a word I've never heard before. Are you getting a midnight snack?" said the naïve voice of Son Goku.
Matt turned around, and after stuffing another pound of food into his sack, answered the heroic, if terminally confused Saiyan warrior. " You betcha Son-San. Today's battle really took it out of me, and I'm too hungry to sleep."
" Oh, that's nice. well, I always get hungry around this time of night. Mind if I join you?"
" No, that's ok. I wanna sit outside and think about some stuff." Matt felt bad about using the man's innocence against him.
" Oh, ok. Well, don't think too hard. My son and wife always seem to be thinking, and get mad a lot. Make sure you save room for breakfast though!"
" Don't worry Goku, I will" and with that, Matt hurriedly walked out the door and flew off into the night. He didn't want to tell Lindsey and the others this yet, but after lots of time spent in practice, Matt found that he could maintain a subtle use of his powers effectively. For example, he found that he could fly using telekinesis, or perhaps altering gravity. He could also make fires bigger or smaller, and redirect energy blasts from the other warriors. It was doing the flashy stuff himself that currently caused problems. He had a huge wellspring of energy inside him.. but bringing it out burned him. Using what was already there was much easier. He was determined to stand on his own though. He would learn how to fight on his own power, without relying on the other Saiyans. Or Liz.
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For the love of everything good and pure, why the hell do birds get up so damn early? Liz thought to herself the next morning. It looked like a gorgeous day outside, seeing as there was a column of sunlight pouring into her room that looked solid enough to lean on. And the birds were certainly up. That was the main problem, besides the sunlight. They were so damn loud! Liz hated birds.
Glancing at her clock, which Bulma had so graciously given her, she saw that the time read 7:45. I don't even get up for school this early…sleepy time…. However, before she could drift off into blissful slumber, Liz had the most disturbing feeling that she was being watched. So, being the sneaky type person she is, she flipped over suddenly only to be confronted with a Mohawk and purple skin.
"Gahhkcht!" she screamed and fell out of her bed, her body not coordinated enough to stop her.
Shin stared at this human female who was collecting herself from the floor, looking very upset. This was half of the team expected to save the world? Oh dear, they might be in deeper trouble than they already were.
Having regained her balance if not her dignity, and still not happy that she was awakened so frigging early, Liz laced into the Supreme Kai.
"What the frig were you thinking, Shin? Trying to scare me crapless the first day of training? What the hell is wrong with you people, standing above a person while they are sleeping?" Liz yelled, poking the god between the eyes. Shin looked bewildered.
"But, the rest of the team is usually up by this time and training." Shin stammered. He was not used to dealing with such randomly hostile people.
"I don't care! One thing you need to remember about me is that I do not like mornings! Or exercise! If I wasn't a huge DBZ freak and still kinda in shock that I was here at all ,there is a good chance I would never have agreed to help in the first place!" Liz continued to rant, now walking around her room collecting training gear.
Liz was not in a good mood today, and it wasn't just because of the evil birds. Now that she was conscious, she had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that something had happened over night. What exactly she, wasn't sure.
"Damn, and I bet Matt's been up all morning, out there training… I guess I should try to get up earlier, we really don't have any time to waste do we? I guess not. I should go find Matt and apologize, I was kinda rude to him last night." Liz was now in full talking-to-herself-mode, yet another trait she had inherited from her mother besides her knees.*
"Hey Shin, is Matt up yet, or do I have to go get him?" Liz asked the still bewildered god.
Great, she's already asking. "Um, well, I uh…" Shin stammered.
"C'mon spit it out already." Liz exclaimed, the bad feeling in her head getting stronger.
"Matt's not here Liz. He left last night and no one knows where he went."
*in case any one wants to know about this, at one point in time my boyfriend told me I had my mother's knees. Not ears, not eyes, not hair, but knees. To this day I'm still wondering if it was a compliment or not.
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