A/N: Hey there, I'm back again. So here is chapter eleven of my wonderful
story ^.~* Anyhow, I'm just here to warn you that there is probably only
one chapter left for this story so--- BRACE YOURSELF. *Sniffles* Yeah but
me 'n Cat will be back, so look for a new story soon.
Cat: Can we go to the story now?
AG: Sheesh, your such a whiner.
Cat: Maybe I am but I get what I want don't I?
AG: *mumbles angrily* Just do the disclaimer already.
Cat: If you need to see it there is a handy little back button you can use.
AG: -.-; Good grief.
***
Angel struggled to at the very least sit up. Her eyelids were drooping dangerously low, threatening to shut for good. She looked around herself and watched the frightened villagers who she had once helped turn away. She looked up at Vegeta and saw three of him. Shaking her head she tried to bring back her once sharp eyesight but it only gave her a headache. She faintly heard the king laugh again.
"Go ahead, use your power."
But she wouldn't do that for him, not even if he promised her that she could stay with Trunks forever. He only wanted her to use her power so he could learn it for himself. It was after all just harnessing your energy to regenerate your wounds; but the king didn't know that and he had guards waiting to take readings of the energy levels she used.
She looked slowly back down to her wound; her arms and hands were smeared with blood. The crimson liquid cascaded forebodingly over her stomach, drenching her clothes.
Angel was suddenly taken by a fit of coughs so harsh that she had to double over and steady herself on one hand firmly placed on the ground. She could smell it, taste it, the blood was everywhere dripping off the corners of her mouth and down her neck. It dried in her hair turning the ends of her chocolate locks an eerie reddish-black. And everyone just stood there and watched.
'If only I could find something to stop the bleeding.' She thought hopelessly. She tilted her head to the side slowly so Vegeta wouldn't notice. Looking around she could only see houses, stores and vendors and such. 'That's it!'
With all the strength she could muster, Angel lifted herself off the ground and on to her shaking legs. She wrapped both her hands protectively around her stomach and glared at the laughing king. He noticed her and glared right back then took a swift step forward and punched her in the jaw for her disrespect. The blow caused many to gasp out in shock and horror, but it also knocked her into a vendors stand maybe twenty feet away. That was exactly what she had been counting on.
***
Trunks turned over and rubbed his throbbing head for a few seconds before realizing what had happened. He slammed his fists hard on the ground in rage and anguish. If only he had seen it sooner. Hot tears poured over his cheeks dropping onto his weakened fists. He wanted to scream but he couldn't gather the will to.
His dad had deliberately sent that little boy to him because he wouldn't be able to sense his energy level. His dad; he would beat him down with his own hands if he could. More tears ran down his hot cheeks thinking of her and what he had said to her the last time that they'd seen each other.
*Flashback*
"You used me! How am I supposed to forgive that?"
***
"The truth? Well I guess I can believe you now because we all know how good you are at telling the truth!"
*End Flashback*
"I'm sorry." He whispered to himself closing his eyes and tipping his head up.
"I'M SORRY AND IT'S THE TRUTH!" He screamed at the ceiling.
"You really love her, don't you?" Came a small frail voice from the corner.
***
//I'M SORRY AND IT'S THE TRUTH!// Angel's head snapped up at the sound of her loves voice.
"Trunks?" She whispered.
Snapping out of her trance, tears blinding her already blurry eyes, she grabbed a black sash from the cart she smashed into and wrapped it tightly around her wound. Knowing that Vegeta wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the sash and her shirt, she placed her arms back over her stomach. Then with a sudden, twisted cry of pain she crumpled, signaling her energy's depletion.
With a satisfied smirk Vegeta walked over to her and placed his hand tightly around her neck again, and lifted her into the air. She began to tremble, and he responded by hurtling her limp form back into the center on the crowd. They backed away when she hit the ground, but she couldn't move anymore.
"It's over." She whispered to herself, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
Vegeta towered over her, beginning to grow impatient.
"Do it already!" He yelled kicking her hard in the side. "Do what your mother could not! Save yourself!" Angel's eyes widened at the statement and then---
*Flashback*
"Mommy!" She cried as her frail body plummeted towards the planet. She hit the cool clear water of the lake and surfaced sputtering water.
She climbed clumsily onto a rock jutting just above the surface of the water. She closed her eyes desperately trying to sense her mothers' ki. It wasn't there. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't find it.
She screamed letting all her anger, sorrow and desperation pour out of her mouth. She fell to her tiny knees still screaming, and suddenly there was a flicker of gold in her hair. The trees blew backwards, bending to the will of her energy. But as soon as it had come it was gone, taking her energy with it. Exsausted, she fell backwards onto the rock unable to get her limbs to respond to her brain. So silently, she cried herself to sleep, and vowed to kill the person responsible. Tears staining her cheeks, and extremely weak, she slept a nightmare haunted sleep, and it was there that Goku had found her.
*End Flashback*
The same anguished tears trailed down her cheeks at that very moment. She remembered now. She remembered it all, her mother, the guards, her transformation. It was all back where it should have been in the first place. Only, it was to late, she couldn't do anything now. So she cried in defeat and confusion, soaked in her on blood.
And all Vegeta did was laugh.
***
Trunks whipped his head around to see the young sandy blond slave standing in the corner. The boy stood there frightened, with the switch to Trunks freedom. But he could barely move, that stupid tranquilizer kept him down. He watched the boy with tear filled eyes. Then he shut them tight and swallowing his pride, he nodded. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to see the youngster smiling at him.
"I just wanted to know," he began. "If I had done the right thing."
Trunks blinked in confusion until the boy spoke again.
"He promised me my freedom, but" the boy stood took a few steps closer with another needle. Trunks bowed his head in silent defeat waiting to feel the thick liquid put him to sleep, but instead---
"This seems a little more important than that."
Trunks lifted his head slowly as the boy knelt down before him. Then he produced a small bottle filed with a clear substance from his shirt.
"I stole this from the lab," he explained filling the needle up with it. "Just incase, it was true."
"What was true?" Trunks asked as the boy gently rolled his up his shirtsleeve and pushed the needle into his arm.
"What my mother said about love, how it conquers all." He smiled at Trunks as he removed the needle. "She told me once that when I find the one I love, to never let her go, and I couldn't watch from the sidelines while it was happening to someone else."
Trunks smiled warmly back at the boy as he felt the feeling return to his limbs.
"Thank you, and never forget what she told you." He yelled over his shoulder running to the window. The boy nodded and shut down the energy shield as Trunks crashed through the window.
***
Pan sobbed into her mother's shoulder as she sensed Angel's energy fading fast. Everyone had their heads bowed in silent prayer for her.
Goku looked up and sat silently remembering Krista. She and him had been good friends on that mission to Earth. He knew that he was the only one she had ever trusted and once she was lost Goku had taken Angel in teaching her and Pan martial arts. Angel took to it right away and became fast friends with Pan. They left together to start on their own only five years ago. Pan had been ten and Angel twelve. He sighed, wondering if he'd let them go to early but stared suddenly sensing a familiar ki getting closer. The others felt it to and raised their heads. Now, everyone except Pan was staring out the window.
"Trunks." Goten breathed.
***
Trunks touched down and started something he had only imagined would happen.
"KA-ME-HA-ME-HAA!" He screamed letting a little trick that Gohan had taught him loose at his dad.
Vegeta was taken by surprise by the attack and was rocketed away from the town until he was just a dot in the sky.
The crowd parted for Trunks, who had ascended to his SSJ form, and revealed Angel in a heap lying on the ground. Blood pooled around her once bright form and she wasn't moving. He dropped his form and ran to her, tears threatening to fall again.
Slowly, gently, he turned her over, supporting her head with his arm. She opened her eyes weakly and smiled at him.
"And here I was thinking-that I-was the strongest-of us two."
He laughed, tears rolling down his cheeks again.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I know." She smiled sadly. Then she winced as his hand moved to her stomach. He gave her a concerned look, and slowly unraveled the sash. His eyes hardened at her red-stained stomach. His anger flared but she placed an unnaturally cold hand on his cheek.
"Help-me." She stuttered. He nodded and placed her hand over her wound for her with his hand firmly on top. He felt warmth spread through his palm and saw a faint glow come from her palm.
"I love you." She choked, and a silent tear rolled the side of her nose. He never got a chance to answer.
Suddenly her hand went rigid, and the energy faded before it could complete its work. Her body relaxed and her eyes closed lightly as her head fell limply over his arm.
Trunks watched in disbelief and horror as her hand slipped from beneath his to melt into the blood that soaked the ground.
***
A/N: ;_; OH! Tell me I didn't just write that! I'm so brutal! *Runs off crying about how everything she touches dies.*
Cat: Please review. There is one chap left and we hope you enjoy it. Our upcoming fic will most likely be a Rurouni Kenshin one so we'll keep you posted on that.
AG: *Sniffles* Well, next time Trunks has to decide what to do about all this and Vegeta is back to seek revenge. I'm contemplating about doing a sequel to this so let me know in your reviews if you want one. (You'll see why next chappie!) After the last chapter I'll post and authors note telling you of my decision. So stay tuned!
Cat: Can we go to the story now?
AG: Sheesh, your such a whiner.
Cat: Maybe I am but I get what I want don't I?
AG: *mumbles angrily* Just do the disclaimer already.
Cat: If you need to see it there is a handy little back button you can use.
AG: -.-; Good grief.
***
Angel struggled to at the very least sit up. Her eyelids were drooping dangerously low, threatening to shut for good. She looked around herself and watched the frightened villagers who she had once helped turn away. She looked up at Vegeta and saw three of him. Shaking her head she tried to bring back her once sharp eyesight but it only gave her a headache. She faintly heard the king laugh again.
"Go ahead, use your power."
But she wouldn't do that for him, not even if he promised her that she could stay with Trunks forever. He only wanted her to use her power so he could learn it for himself. It was after all just harnessing your energy to regenerate your wounds; but the king didn't know that and he had guards waiting to take readings of the energy levels she used.
She looked slowly back down to her wound; her arms and hands were smeared with blood. The crimson liquid cascaded forebodingly over her stomach, drenching her clothes.
Angel was suddenly taken by a fit of coughs so harsh that she had to double over and steady herself on one hand firmly placed on the ground. She could smell it, taste it, the blood was everywhere dripping off the corners of her mouth and down her neck. It dried in her hair turning the ends of her chocolate locks an eerie reddish-black. And everyone just stood there and watched.
'If only I could find something to stop the bleeding.' She thought hopelessly. She tilted her head to the side slowly so Vegeta wouldn't notice. Looking around she could only see houses, stores and vendors and such. 'That's it!'
With all the strength she could muster, Angel lifted herself off the ground and on to her shaking legs. She wrapped both her hands protectively around her stomach and glared at the laughing king. He noticed her and glared right back then took a swift step forward and punched her in the jaw for her disrespect. The blow caused many to gasp out in shock and horror, but it also knocked her into a vendors stand maybe twenty feet away. That was exactly what she had been counting on.
***
Trunks turned over and rubbed his throbbing head for a few seconds before realizing what had happened. He slammed his fists hard on the ground in rage and anguish. If only he had seen it sooner. Hot tears poured over his cheeks dropping onto his weakened fists. He wanted to scream but he couldn't gather the will to.
His dad had deliberately sent that little boy to him because he wouldn't be able to sense his energy level. His dad; he would beat him down with his own hands if he could. More tears ran down his hot cheeks thinking of her and what he had said to her the last time that they'd seen each other.
*Flashback*
"You used me! How am I supposed to forgive that?"
***
"The truth? Well I guess I can believe you now because we all know how good you are at telling the truth!"
*End Flashback*
"I'm sorry." He whispered to himself closing his eyes and tipping his head up.
"I'M SORRY AND IT'S THE TRUTH!" He screamed at the ceiling.
"You really love her, don't you?" Came a small frail voice from the corner.
***
//I'M SORRY AND IT'S THE TRUTH!// Angel's head snapped up at the sound of her loves voice.
"Trunks?" She whispered.
Snapping out of her trance, tears blinding her already blurry eyes, she grabbed a black sash from the cart she smashed into and wrapped it tightly around her wound. Knowing that Vegeta wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the sash and her shirt, she placed her arms back over her stomach. Then with a sudden, twisted cry of pain she crumpled, signaling her energy's depletion.
With a satisfied smirk Vegeta walked over to her and placed his hand tightly around her neck again, and lifted her into the air. She began to tremble, and he responded by hurtling her limp form back into the center on the crowd. They backed away when she hit the ground, but she couldn't move anymore.
"It's over." She whispered to herself, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
Vegeta towered over her, beginning to grow impatient.
"Do it already!" He yelled kicking her hard in the side. "Do what your mother could not! Save yourself!" Angel's eyes widened at the statement and then---
*Flashback*
"Mommy!" She cried as her frail body plummeted towards the planet. She hit the cool clear water of the lake and surfaced sputtering water.
She climbed clumsily onto a rock jutting just above the surface of the water. She closed her eyes desperately trying to sense her mothers' ki. It wasn't there. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't find it.
She screamed letting all her anger, sorrow and desperation pour out of her mouth. She fell to her tiny knees still screaming, and suddenly there was a flicker of gold in her hair. The trees blew backwards, bending to the will of her energy. But as soon as it had come it was gone, taking her energy with it. Exsausted, she fell backwards onto the rock unable to get her limbs to respond to her brain. So silently, she cried herself to sleep, and vowed to kill the person responsible. Tears staining her cheeks, and extremely weak, she slept a nightmare haunted sleep, and it was there that Goku had found her.
*End Flashback*
The same anguished tears trailed down her cheeks at that very moment. She remembered now. She remembered it all, her mother, the guards, her transformation. It was all back where it should have been in the first place. Only, it was to late, she couldn't do anything now. So she cried in defeat and confusion, soaked in her on blood.
And all Vegeta did was laugh.
***
Trunks whipped his head around to see the young sandy blond slave standing in the corner. The boy stood there frightened, with the switch to Trunks freedom. But he could barely move, that stupid tranquilizer kept him down. He watched the boy with tear filled eyes. Then he shut them tight and swallowing his pride, he nodded. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to see the youngster smiling at him.
"I just wanted to know," he began. "If I had done the right thing."
Trunks blinked in confusion until the boy spoke again.
"He promised me my freedom, but" the boy stood took a few steps closer with another needle. Trunks bowed his head in silent defeat waiting to feel the thick liquid put him to sleep, but instead---
"This seems a little more important than that."
Trunks lifted his head slowly as the boy knelt down before him. Then he produced a small bottle filed with a clear substance from his shirt.
"I stole this from the lab," he explained filling the needle up with it. "Just incase, it was true."
"What was true?" Trunks asked as the boy gently rolled his up his shirtsleeve and pushed the needle into his arm.
"What my mother said about love, how it conquers all." He smiled at Trunks as he removed the needle. "She told me once that when I find the one I love, to never let her go, and I couldn't watch from the sidelines while it was happening to someone else."
Trunks smiled warmly back at the boy as he felt the feeling return to his limbs.
"Thank you, and never forget what she told you." He yelled over his shoulder running to the window. The boy nodded and shut down the energy shield as Trunks crashed through the window.
***
Pan sobbed into her mother's shoulder as she sensed Angel's energy fading fast. Everyone had their heads bowed in silent prayer for her.
Goku looked up and sat silently remembering Krista. She and him had been good friends on that mission to Earth. He knew that he was the only one she had ever trusted and once she was lost Goku had taken Angel in teaching her and Pan martial arts. Angel took to it right away and became fast friends with Pan. They left together to start on their own only five years ago. Pan had been ten and Angel twelve. He sighed, wondering if he'd let them go to early but stared suddenly sensing a familiar ki getting closer. The others felt it to and raised their heads. Now, everyone except Pan was staring out the window.
"Trunks." Goten breathed.
***
Trunks touched down and started something he had only imagined would happen.
"KA-ME-HA-ME-HAA!" He screamed letting a little trick that Gohan had taught him loose at his dad.
Vegeta was taken by surprise by the attack and was rocketed away from the town until he was just a dot in the sky.
The crowd parted for Trunks, who had ascended to his SSJ form, and revealed Angel in a heap lying on the ground. Blood pooled around her once bright form and she wasn't moving. He dropped his form and ran to her, tears threatening to fall again.
Slowly, gently, he turned her over, supporting her head with his arm. She opened her eyes weakly and smiled at him.
"And here I was thinking-that I-was the strongest-of us two."
He laughed, tears rolling down his cheeks again.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I know." She smiled sadly. Then she winced as his hand moved to her stomach. He gave her a concerned look, and slowly unraveled the sash. His eyes hardened at her red-stained stomach. His anger flared but she placed an unnaturally cold hand on his cheek.
"Help-me." She stuttered. He nodded and placed her hand over her wound for her with his hand firmly on top. He felt warmth spread through his palm and saw a faint glow come from her palm.
"I love you." She choked, and a silent tear rolled the side of her nose. He never got a chance to answer.
Suddenly her hand went rigid, and the energy faded before it could complete its work. Her body relaxed and her eyes closed lightly as her head fell limply over his arm.
Trunks watched in disbelief and horror as her hand slipped from beneath his to melt into the blood that soaked the ground.
***
A/N: ;_; OH! Tell me I didn't just write that! I'm so brutal! *Runs off crying about how everything she touches dies.*
Cat: Please review. There is one chap left and we hope you enjoy it. Our upcoming fic will most likely be a Rurouni Kenshin one so we'll keep you posted on that.
AG: *Sniffles* Well, next time Trunks has to decide what to do about all this and Vegeta is back to seek revenge. I'm contemplating about doing a sequel to this so let me know in your reviews if you want one. (You'll see why next chappie!) After the last chapter I'll post and authors note telling you of my decision. So stay tuned!