To Prove my Love
(Another of Serenity's stories from a different perspective)
Hey I don't own dbz and I never will so don't sue me cause yea I can't afford it:P.
I am Serenity. I have no middle name nor last name because I am not human. Don't look so surprised there are actually quite a few of us, Like me. Well let me explain.
I was born an android. Brought to this planet by Cell himself. Yes I know what you are thinking. Your either thinking " Why hasn't she taken over the world yet?" or "She's going to take over the world!" Well sorry to ruin the moment but I'm not. Even if I wanted to I couldn't so no need to worry.
I was made for one reason and one reason only. I was made to be hurt. And I served that purpose very well.very well indeed. I was so abused I couldn't tell right from wrong or wrong from right.exactly what Cell wanted.
Then one day Gohan killed most Cell's cells. Cell came back to the underground lab, at which him and me lived, to recover. The last time I had seen him he had pushed my body to the limits. As I look back on it I'm actually pretty amazed I survived. Anyways I was still bitter and somehow (I don't really remember much about this because I was pretty much gone) I managed to kill the rest of his cells.
Afterwards I was pretty much in a state of shock. I would walk around for hours mumbling unknown words to myself. It was as if my wires had been crossed. Finally I dragged myself above ground.
After I left the lab I went into a huge city being rebuilt. That's where I met Him.
He was a huge man, maybe 6'5, with huge hands and huge feet. He had pale blue eyes and long brown hair.
He must have noticed I was different because as soon as I got off of that Sky train he walked over and literally dragged me to his house. He locked me in the cellar, away from all human eyes. I didn't yell or cry or do anything because I was trained to be silent through torture and neglect.I had already been subject to this before.
He used me. Sometimes he would touch me in unknown places or if he was really mad he would punch me and kick me. He played with me, like a little human child plays with dolls; he even called me his "toy" sometimes.
After a few years he finally branded me. The brand was so hot it curled my skin into the shape.two circles, connected by two lines running through the centre of them. He told me it meant denial of life. I didn't understand the meaning at the time and so I simply forgot it.
Soon after the branding he was killed in a shoot out somewhere in the big city. The "cops" found me in his cellar and let me, just to bombard me with question about Him. After I didn't answer they left me there sitting outside the house.
Alone and scared, I left the City and went into a forest nearby, I really don't remember anything about the months that soon followed but I do remember being very ill at one point until an "angel" (or so I thought at the time) magically healed me.
After I was healed I met Cell's son. Dark his name was. At first I was horrified that there should be another Cell. Another person to hurt me. And even more so I prayed he didn't know who had killed his father. I soon found out he meant no harm and he thought Gohan had destroyed his father not me.
It took me a long time to trust this creature, with my creator's tail and eyes and even attitude, but soon we became good friends and I learned to love him.
The next big shock was dying. I had been hurt hundreds maybe thousands of times before but dying was really new to me. It started out that me and Dark had a fight. I don't know what took over my body as we began to inflict pain on each other but I really think it had something to with proving my strength, showing I wasn't all weak. Whatever drove me to the snapping point was beyond me. I remember I was on the ground and Dark standing over top of me crushing my ribs. I couldn't breath and I could feel the darkness creeping up out of the corners of my eyes. After that all I remember is screaming "You'll never kill me!" before biting his tail.
His weakness was his tail. He was knocked out cold. Meanwhile I must have been pretty screwed because something came out of me. Pixie the spirit was called. Taking over me it attacked Dark with all of its rage. Dark tried killing it but it soon it had begun to slowly kill me. I also remember opening my eyes, a huge sword stuck deep into my circuts, and seeing Dark there and mumbling something or other and then I was gone.
When I awoke I was in hell. It was hot and you could smell the smell of decay and even pain down there. There were hundreds of scary people down there. I even thought I saw Him down there walking around groaning. Hell was the worst place (even more than the cellar) I had ever been. I was in constant pain and I hallucinated a lot about kill my loved ones.killing Dark.
Then suddenly I was alive again. I hadn't been wished back but I was back. It was like it had all been a big horrible dream. But it hadn't. I had been to hell.
Again I lived in a forest, this time as far from humans as I could get. I was scared of humans. Scared to death. In my forest I met many other species of aliens from far off galaxies. Many of them were kind but some were rough and hurt me just for the fun of it.
I hung around with Dark an awful lot these days. Just talking about death and life and anything that doesn't have an answer.
Then one day I went to sleep under a big oak. When I awoke I had at least a hundred dead humans surrounding me. I was so scared. I tried to remember what I had done but all it turned up was little flashes of killing the young, the innocent.
I felt so bad it was unimaginable. I almost decided to kill myself again it was so bad. I had tortured these people as Cell had tortured me.
And it got worse.oh, yes so much more. Every time I fell asleep I would murder hundreds of people. I didn't know what to do. I was a killing machine. I didn't understand how I could do it. How I could kill so many in such a little time?
And finally I had enough. I decided to tie myself to a tree to stop the madness. For days I stood to the tree, weeping softly. And then finally I didn't have the flashes of great evil. No I was fine, and just like hell it was all pretty much a bad dream to me.
The next twist was Dark. I hadn't seen him in a very long time and when I did meet him he had blown a whole city up. I was disgusted and yet I felt safe being next to such a strong creature. I asked why he had done this. He had no answer for me, which me even angrier. I wanted him to take this back. To make it disappear. I asked him why he had changed for the worse. He also had no answer but that he had changed and he always would be. I was depressed. No longer did I follow my old friend around.
Until one day we met up once again. Him on the verge of death. The worst thing about it was he wanted to die. He was going to kill himself. Many times I had felt this feeling. That I wanted to die, to leave again.but I couldn't face it. I was terrified of hell. I never wanted to go back there again.
But he did. He wanted to die. Or so he said. I really can't imagine what unexplained things he was thinking nor can I process even the thought of knowing but somewhere deep inside me I felt that if I didn't do something he would kill himself. What friend would let their loved one die!? It was unthinkable.
So to take matters into my own hands I took a sharp bladed sword and slashed at my wrists. It hurt like hell.but I was used to this and so I kept digging deeper and deeper until finally he told me to stop. I knew I had won this battle.with battle scars yes but still I had won.
We soon departed each other and I went back to my life. Except for I no longer feared the human race. I decided to live among them as if I were won. I made lots of human friends and I went to school and in the spare time trained my little butt off. Some of my friends knew I wasn't a human (although I had told no one I was an android), I think they sensed it in the way I moved, my ideas, opinions, the way I was a coward and yet a true hero.
And then another evil force forced me out into the old world I was used to. Pain and suffering. One day I just felt uneasy about a situation. I could feel a pair of eyes on the back of my head and I looked around, searched with both my ki tracking skills and with my eyes. Nothing. I felt scared and yet I wasn't. I wanted to catch this evil demon thing. But soon after much looking turned up nothing and so I went into an abandoned house that I lived in and started to work on my homework. Soon after I felt an amazing amount of ki and then it died down. I just thought it was another super natural being and I went on with my math problems.
The next day at school all my friends were crying. They told me that one of my best friends had been killed. her head taken right off her shoulders. I looked around shocked. They said that the person (I don't think they really realized what it was) had left a note with two circles connected by two lines.
I couldn't think. I was dumbfounded. I had murdered my own friend. I couldn't stay near them. I had to leave.leave forever and be forgotten like before. Someone had killed her because of me.
For weeks I ran from the thing.and for weeks it followed. Just when I thought I was gone it came back again with more force. I was depressed.oh so depressed that I became the usual old me. Scared of the littlest twitch or sound. Then one night it got me.
I awoke in the middle of the night and I didn't know why. I mean why would I wake up in the middle of the night. I stood up and then I felt it grab one of my shoulders and sink its claws into me. I remember trying to fight it with everything I had. I remember trying to kill the thing. Murder it for my friend. But I was the weak one. I did not have the power to kill this monster.
The last thing I saw were its eyes before I felt my computer brain shutting down. I was not dead.No I was fine.but I couldn't think. Just sit there with brown eyes that watched everything. I watched myself be dragged into town and thrown in a man's house. That's when I was scared.
Another Man.he would do the same thing. I wanted to move, do fly away, run away anything just to get away. But I couldn't and I was trapped.
The scientist (who's house I had been thrown) came the next day to see me propped up on his couch. He brought me to his lab where he did experiments on me. He sometimes talked to me or even sang to me when he was in a very good mood. He tried to make me wake up, talk to him. As much as I tried I couldn't and so I sat there for weeks being held on life support and being objected to experiments.
Then one day after I don't know how many weeks Dark came. I could see him and I wanted to talk to him, to cry and tell him what had happened. But as much as I wanted to I couldn't. I listened to the scientist's conversation with Dark tirelessly. Finally the scientist had to leave.
I was so upset, so deeply upset. I couldn't talk I couldn't move. And he was here to save me. He came right up to me and asked me who had done this too me. That's when I cracked.
I finally was so mad, in such a rage that I willed my arms to move. To take this inferior machine out of my veins. And my hands did it! Slowly, yes, but never the less I could move. I willed a smile and I smiled!
I was still very weak but I spoke to him and I think he believed me. Soon after we left and went our own ways. Him off to find his friends and me off to live in the forest again. Away from civilization. Away from anything that I can harm. And so this is where you find me.because I am trapped here in the middle of a forest. Not by ropes but by humanity.
Hey I don't own dbz and I never will so don't sue me cause yea I can't afford it:P.
I am Serenity. I have no middle name nor last name because I am not human. Don't look so surprised there are actually quite a few of us, Like me. Well let me explain.
I was born an android. Brought to this planet by Cell himself. Yes I know what you are thinking. Your either thinking " Why hasn't she taken over the world yet?" or "She's going to take over the world!" Well sorry to ruin the moment but I'm not. Even if I wanted to I couldn't so no need to worry.
I was made for one reason and one reason only. I was made to be hurt. And I served that purpose very well.very well indeed. I was so abused I couldn't tell right from wrong or wrong from right.exactly what Cell wanted.
Then one day Gohan killed most Cell's cells. Cell came back to the underground lab, at which him and me lived, to recover. The last time I had seen him he had pushed my body to the limits. As I look back on it I'm actually pretty amazed I survived. Anyways I was still bitter and somehow (I don't really remember much about this because I was pretty much gone) I managed to kill the rest of his cells.
Afterwards I was pretty much in a state of shock. I would walk around for hours mumbling unknown words to myself. It was as if my wires had been crossed. Finally I dragged myself above ground.
After I left the lab I went into a huge city being rebuilt. That's where I met Him.
He was a huge man, maybe 6'5, with huge hands and huge feet. He had pale blue eyes and long brown hair.
He must have noticed I was different because as soon as I got off of that Sky train he walked over and literally dragged me to his house. He locked me in the cellar, away from all human eyes. I didn't yell or cry or do anything because I was trained to be silent through torture and neglect.I had already been subject to this before.
He used me. Sometimes he would touch me in unknown places or if he was really mad he would punch me and kick me. He played with me, like a little human child plays with dolls; he even called me his "toy" sometimes.
After a few years he finally branded me. The brand was so hot it curled my skin into the shape.two circles, connected by two lines running through the centre of them. He told me it meant denial of life. I didn't understand the meaning at the time and so I simply forgot it.
Soon after the branding he was killed in a shoot out somewhere in the big city. The "cops" found me in his cellar and let me, just to bombard me with question about Him. After I didn't answer they left me there sitting outside the house.
Alone and scared, I left the City and went into a forest nearby, I really don't remember anything about the months that soon followed but I do remember being very ill at one point until an "angel" (or so I thought at the time) magically healed me.
After I was healed I met Cell's son. Dark his name was. At first I was horrified that there should be another Cell. Another person to hurt me. And even more so I prayed he didn't know who had killed his father. I soon found out he meant no harm and he thought Gohan had destroyed his father not me.
It took me a long time to trust this creature, with my creator's tail and eyes and even attitude, but soon we became good friends and I learned to love him.
The next big shock was dying. I had been hurt hundreds maybe thousands of times before but dying was really new to me. It started out that me and Dark had a fight. I don't know what took over my body as we began to inflict pain on each other but I really think it had something to with proving my strength, showing I wasn't all weak. Whatever drove me to the snapping point was beyond me. I remember I was on the ground and Dark standing over top of me crushing my ribs. I couldn't breath and I could feel the darkness creeping up out of the corners of my eyes. After that all I remember is screaming "You'll never kill me!" before biting his tail.
His weakness was his tail. He was knocked out cold. Meanwhile I must have been pretty screwed because something came out of me. Pixie the spirit was called. Taking over me it attacked Dark with all of its rage. Dark tried killing it but it soon it had begun to slowly kill me. I also remember opening my eyes, a huge sword stuck deep into my circuts, and seeing Dark there and mumbling something or other and then I was gone.
When I awoke I was in hell. It was hot and you could smell the smell of decay and even pain down there. There were hundreds of scary people down there. I even thought I saw Him down there walking around groaning. Hell was the worst place (even more than the cellar) I had ever been. I was in constant pain and I hallucinated a lot about kill my loved ones.killing Dark.
Then suddenly I was alive again. I hadn't been wished back but I was back. It was like it had all been a big horrible dream. But it hadn't. I had been to hell.
Again I lived in a forest, this time as far from humans as I could get. I was scared of humans. Scared to death. In my forest I met many other species of aliens from far off galaxies. Many of them were kind but some were rough and hurt me just for the fun of it.
I hung around with Dark an awful lot these days. Just talking about death and life and anything that doesn't have an answer.
Then one day I went to sleep under a big oak. When I awoke I had at least a hundred dead humans surrounding me. I was so scared. I tried to remember what I had done but all it turned up was little flashes of killing the young, the innocent.
I felt so bad it was unimaginable. I almost decided to kill myself again it was so bad. I had tortured these people as Cell had tortured me.
And it got worse.oh, yes so much more. Every time I fell asleep I would murder hundreds of people. I didn't know what to do. I was a killing machine. I didn't understand how I could do it. How I could kill so many in such a little time?
And finally I had enough. I decided to tie myself to a tree to stop the madness. For days I stood to the tree, weeping softly. And then finally I didn't have the flashes of great evil. No I was fine, and just like hell it was all pretty much a bad dream to me.
The next twist was Dark. I hadn't seen him in a very long time and when I did meet him he had blown a whole city up. I was disgusted and yet I felt safe being next to such a strong creature. I asked why he had done this. He had no answer for me, which me even angrier. I wanted him to take this back. To make it disappear. I asked him why he had changed for the worse. He also had no answer but that he had changed and he always would be. I was depressed. No longer did I follow my old friend around.
Until one day we met up once again. Him on the verge of death. The worst thing about it was he wanted to die. He was going to kill himself. Many times I had felt this feeling. That I wanted to die, to leave again.but I couldn't face it. I was terrified of hell. I never wanted to go back there again.
But he did. He wanted to die. Or so he said. I really can't imagine what unexplained things he was thinking nor can I process even the thought of knowing but somewhere deep inside me I felt that if I didn't do something he would kill himself. What friend would let their loved one die!? It was unthinkable.
So to take matters into my own hands I took a sharp bladed sword and slashed at my wrists. It hurt like hell.but I was used to this and so I kept digging deeper and deeper until finally he told me to stop. I knew I had won this battle.with battle scars yes but still I had won.
We soon departed each other and I went back to my life. Except for I no longer feared the human race. I decided to live among them as if I were won. I made lots of human friends and I went to school and in the spare time trained my little butt off. Some of my friends knew I wasn't a human (although I had told no one I was an android), I think they sensed it in the way I moved, my ideas, opinions, the way I was a coward and yet a true hero.
And then another evil force forced me out into the old world I was used to. Pain and suffering. One day I just felt uneasy about a situation. I could feel a pair of eyes on the back of my head and I looked around, searched with both my ki tracking skills and with my eyes. Nothing. I felt scared and yet I wasn't. I wanted to catch this evil demon thing. But soon after much looking turned up nothing and so I went into an abandoned house that I lived in and started to work on my homework. Soon after I felt an amazing amount of ki and then it died down. I just thought it was another super natural being and I went on with my math problems.
The next day at school all my friends were crying. They told me that one of my best friends had been killed. her head taken right off her shoulders. I looked around shocked. They said that the person (I don't think they really realized what it was) had left a note with two circles connected by two lines.
I couldn't think. I was dumbfounded. I had murdered my own friend. I couldn't stay near them. I had to leave.leave forever and be forgotten like before. Someone had killed her because of me.
For weeks I ran from the thing.and for weeks it followed. Just when I thought I was gone it came back again with more force. I was depressed.oh so depressed that I became the usual old me. Scared of the littlest twitch or sound. Then one night it got me.
I awoke in the middle of the night and I didn't know why. I mean why would I wake up in the middle of the night. I stood up and then I felt it grab one of my shoulders and sink its claws into me. I remember trying to fight it with everything I had. I remember trying to kill the thing. Murder it for my friend. But I was the weak one. I did not have the power to kill this monster.
The last thing I saw were its eyes before I felt my computer brain shutting down. I was not dead.No I was fine.but I couldn't think. Just sit there with brown eyes that watched everything. I watched myself be dragged into town and thrown in a man's house. That's when I was scared.
Another Man.he would do the same thing. I wanted to move, do fly away, run away anything just to get away. But I couldn't and I was trapped.
The scientist (who's house I had been thrown) came the next day to see me propped up on his couch. He brought me to his lab where he did experiments on me. He sometimes talked to me or even sang to me when he was in a very good mood. He tried to make me wake up, talk to him. As much as I tried I couldn't and so I sat there for weeks being held on life support and being objected to experiments.
Then one day after I don't know how many weeks Dark came. I could see him and I wanted to talk to him, to cry and tell him what had happened. But as much as I wanted to I couldn't. I listened to the scientist's conversation with Dark tirelessly. Finally the scientist had to leave.
I was so upset, so deeply upset. I couldn't talk I couldn't move. And he was here to save me. He came right up to me and asked me who had done this too me. That's when I cracked.
I finally was so mad, in such a rage that I willed my arms to move. To take this inferior machine out of my veins. And my hands did it! Slowly, yes, but never the less I could move. I willed a smile and I smiled!
I was still very weak but I spoke to him and I think he believed me. Soon after we left and went our own ways. Him off to find his friends and me off to live in the forest again. Away from civilization. Away from anything that I can harm. And so this is where you find me.because I am trapped here in the middle of a forest. Not by ropes but by humanity.