*Leaps in joy* WOW! I can't believe all the response I've gotten to this!
I'm so glad you all like this so far! Thanks so much everyone who reviewed!
And those who didn't...well, thanks for reading anyway. (Me too happy) Ok,
as ya'll probably know, I'm trying to keep the DBZ peeps as in character as
is possible under the circumstances. When I write them, I try to keep an
image in my mind of their facial expressions, and their voices. (Aren't
their voice actors awesome?) Anyway, so if anyone says something you don't
think they would, just try to do that and it might help.
Oh, and Larky-chan...? How are you doing after your battle with Earth's gravitational forces? You should really know better than to go against the big wigs like that...
Disclaimer: *Places tape over mouth and shakes head. Points to a sword- remake of one of the swords from the Hilander-and nods. Holds up and big sign that says HONOR, and nods. Holds up Vegeta doll, and nods. Points to rights to DBZ and SM and regretfully shakes head.*
Bring on the Rain
Chapter 3
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"Dad!"
Hercule Satan spun around just in time to catch his daughter, Videl, in his arms. He'd been worried for her ever since she'd run off with "that skinny kid."
"Dad, we have to do something! Get the army or something!" Videl exclaimed before Hercule could begin yelling at her for her supposed relationship with the strange boy.
"What do you mean?" The tournament announcer asked, coming up to them after seeing Videl land next to her father in the middle of the fighting ring. Despite the fact that the tournament was over, crowds were still mulling around. Hercule had come out to try to get more praise form his adoring fans, but he was pretty much being ignored.
Suddenly there was a loud commotion as a small group forced its way past the security guards and onto the ring.
"Videl!" A smallish woman with black hair up in a bun rushed forward and grabbed Videl's shoulders. "Where's Gohan? Is he ok? What's going on?" She demanded franticly, face pale.
"Maybe I can help." Hercule said in a fake deep and heroic voice. "What seems to be the trouble?"
Chi-Chi ignored Hercule and turned to the announcer. "My name is Son Chi- Chi. I'm Goku's wife. He and my boys were in the tournament...ah, Gohan was the one Videl flew off with a while ago, and Goten was half of Mighty Mask." (Hee hee)
"Ah! I thought that young boy was Goku's!" The announcer exclaimed cheerfully.
A blue haired woman stepped forward, taking control of the insane situation. "I'm Bulma Briefs, head of capsule corporation. My son, Trunks, was the ah...other half of Mighty Mask." She and Chi-Chi exchanged glances, conveying that both were still a little upset over that whole fiasco.
"Are you wondering where everyone went?" Videl asked.
"Yes!" Both women exclaimed in unison.
"I don't really know all the facts, but they went off to fight something called a Majin Buu. When I told Goten and Trunks, they followed. I'm really worried about Gohan..."
Chi-Chi nodded, eyes filling with tears. "Me too. Especially after Vegeta..." Her voice trailed of and she cast a look at Bulma. Neither really wanted to mention the Saiyan prince's slaughter of half the crowd that day.
"I was just trying to get dad to call the army..."
Chi-Chi shook her head. "I don't know who this Majin Buu is, but if my Goku's fighting him, then he's not something the army could handle."
"How about Hercule, then?" The announcer suggested. "The army couldn't handle Cell, and this big lug took care of him."
Yamcha began to laugh and joined the small mini-group. "Hey! I was at that fight, and that's not what happened at all. Gohan took care of Cell. I don't know what's going on, but we have Super Saiyans on our side. I'm sure it will all be fine!"
"I keep hearing that phrase," Videl mumbled. "What is a super Saiyan? Every time anyone mentioned even the word "Saiyan" Gohan would start freaking out and jump all over them."
"Well, if he doesn't want you to know, then I guess I shouldn't say anything. Gohan is one, and you don't want one of them mad at you." He laughed nervously.
"Buffoon." Android 18 mumbled, coming over tot he group with her arms crossed. "If it was no big deal, then why was the Supreme Kai here?" She asked, going back to the subject of Buu. Marron stood at her side, looking back and forth while Oolong was sprawled across the ground, exhausted after trying to keep her entertained.
Meanwhile, Hercule was searching for an escape route. 18 made him nervous, and would until he paid her the prize money.
Suddenly Master Roshi, who had been staring lecherously at Videl, unexpectedly gasped and looked up at the sky. "Some of them are comin back!" He murmured. "I sense Piccolo, and Krillin...Trunks and Goten...Goku...and Vegeta." (He didn't mention Shin b/c he doesn't know his ki, and he didn't mention Usagi b/c she has no sensable ki.)
Bulma shivered and hugged herself. "But, something was wrong with Vegeta. He destroyed part of the stadium and killed all those people."
"But...where's Gohan?" Chi-Chi demanded, grabbing Roshi by the collar.
Videl grew very pale as Master Roshi shook his head. "I can't sense Gohan at all. But I'm old, could be he's just too far away."
"Hey! I can't sense him either!" Yamcha realized.
Chi-Chi smacked him upside his head. "Who cares?! You don't fight anymore, you're senses are out of practice! Gohan's fine! I know he is!" She clenched her fists, tying to get her bottom lip to stop trembling.
Yamcha looked over at Bulma. "Should I go get the dragon balls?"
"Gohan's fine!!!" Chi-Chi insisted.
Android 18 calmly shook her head. "I lost his ki some time ago." She said emotionlessly. "And besides that, even if he isn't dead, you people will want to wish back everyone Vegeta killed, will you not? That's the way you humans work. Predictable."
"Mommy, what's 'predictable'?" Marron asked, pulling on her mother's sleeve.
"I'll tell you later."
"Ok!"
Tears sprung to Chi-Chi's eyes. "You're an android! What do androids know about ki? Gohan will be just...just..." A sob caught in her throat and she fell against Bulma, crying.
"They're almost here, Chi-Chi." Yamcha said in his best talking-to-insane- crying-woman-voice. "I'm sure everything's all right." He lifted off into the air and gladly went to get the dragon balls.
A few moments later someone landed, although it wasn't exactly who they'd expected: a strange girl wearing only white and silver, with glowing silver eyes and hair. The moment she touched down on the ground, her wings crossed around her like a cape. In her arms she held the sobbing Goten.
The girl smiled at eh group.
"Yours?" She asked in a soft, quiet voice. Chi-Chi could only nod in response. The girl handed Goten over to his mother, then looked up into the sky expectantly. A few moments later Trunks landed beside her. After casting a glance at his mother, he reached up and took hold of the new girl's hand. She cast her smile on him.
After a while the others landed, too. Piccolo was carrying Gohan in much the same way her had when he had kidnapped the boy, all those years ago- when the greatest threat to the Earth was Goku's brother and his two accomplices. Gohan looked to be unconscious, as did Goku, who was slung carelessly over Vegeta's shoulder.
Chi-Chi's bottom lip trembled with even more violence then it had been, but she stopped any crying she might have done in favor of trying to clam Goten.
"Gohan!" Videl exclaimed. She glared at Piccolo. "What did you do to him?"
The green man grumbled something.
"What?" she demanded.
"I said I didn't do anything!" He yelled, obviously angry and upset. "Majin Buu did it. That monster killed him!"
Everyone who had not already known this little fact froze.
"M...my Gohan is...dead? Chi-Chi squeaked out, face extremely pale. Her hands began to shake, and she unconsciously clutched Goten, the one surviving member of the family she had formed, closer to her.
"You two can set them down." Usagi said, glancing at Vegeta and Piccolo- anything not to have to look at the struggling Chi-Chi. (my guess is that Usagi is sorta an empath, although that really doesn't play much of a role here.)
Piccolo set Gohan down carefully, but Vegeta literally dropped Goku on the ground as if he were a sack of potatoes.
Usagi frowned and glared at him.
"You can get those dragon ball things I've been hearing so much about." She told him matter-of-factly, letting her irritation seep into her voice. Vegeta scowled and proudly crossed his arms.
"Quit ordering me around, onna."
Usagi's lip twitched. "You want to challenge me?"
"I am the prince of all Saiyans, and-"
Usagi stuck a finger in his face, going up on tiptoe to meet his eye. "Don't you dare try to pull rank with me, mister. Trust me, Vegetable, if it came down to that. I would blow you out of the water! Now don't argue with me and GO!"
Her voice, before so soft and kind, was no filled with so much authority that Vegeta was stunned to silence. She never had been one to stand by and accept an injustice...unless it was directed at her.
"Um, I think you better go, Vegeta." Krillin suggested in a small voice.
Vegeta scowled at him and cracked his knuckles.
"Um...Yamcha already left for the dragon balls." Bulma managed to say, her eyes glued on Gohan as memories of him as a child drifted through her head, She almost felt as if it had been her own child who had been killed. She cast a glance at Trunks, thankful he was fine.
Usagi glanced at her, then nodded.
The announcer and Hercule both had their eyes glued to the beautiful tenshi before them, neither had ever seen such a vision. Finally the announcer took a timid step forward.
"M...Miss? May I ask you your name?"
"You can call me Usagi." She answered with a dazzling smile, her anger evaporating. Besides, she wasn't the type to be mad at everyone when one person upset her.
Videl fell to her knees beside Gohan and took his hand in her own. The expression on her face was so heartbroken that not even Hercule could tell her to "Get away from that skinny kid."
"Everybody cheer up!" Krillin forced a laugh. "With one wish we can bring back Gohan, and with the other, we can wish back all the people Vegeta ah...killed."
Usagi cast Vegeta another glare before stepping forward. "If you word the wish right, you can bring everyone back with only one." She suggested with a wry grin. "Just leave it to me."
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"I wish everyone who was killed at a result of Babidi coming to Earth would be brought back." Chi-Chi, the one selected to talk to the dragon this time, said loudly.
The great dragon's eyes flashed. "Granted." He rumbled.
All around the destroyed end of the stadium people began standing and dazedly walking away. All eyes (in the z-group) watched anxiously as Gohan slowly sat up and looked around the group in surprise. Immediately both Chi- Chi and Videl literally attacked the fallen warrior with hugs. Goku, who had recovered a little more int he time it took for Yamcha to get back with the dragon balls and was feeling a lot better watched smiling, Goten now sitting in his lap.
"Second wish?" The dragon demanded.
Everyone looked at each other. No one had any idea what to wish for.
"I wish my dad was alive again!" Goten piped up without hesitation, not noticing the looks of pity his friends and family cast him.
"Goten, I've all ready been wished back once." Goku explained regretfully. "It can't happen again unless we get the Namekian dragon, and I don't want anyone to go to that much trouble."
"Had I the Tsuki no Hime's silver crystal, I could have enough power to grant a wish any number of times I saw fit." The dragon rumbled, sticking his face up close to Usagi's. "You're majesty?" Shock registered on faces all around. No one had ever heard the dragon so respectful.
Usagi gave a small laugh and a tiny, perfectly round crystal appeared in her hand. "Gladly! This thing is a curse to someone like me-it won't let me die!" She placed it delicately in the dragon's large palm, and stepped away from him. He needed a tic-tac. Too bad she was all out.
"Granted!"
There was a flash of light, and the dragon was gone. Goku reached up and felt around his head, only to find that his halo was completely gone. He then patted himself; all his wounds were healed.
"All right!" He rejoiced, jumping up and grabbing his entire family. "I'm back for good!" He hadn't let anyone know, but he had actually really wanted to come back really, really bad. He'd missed his loved ones, and having to leave them again would have been excruciating.
Usagi smiled and turned away, decided to die far away from the happy occasion. Her work was done; this place was safe, and all it's fighters were once again alive and well.
Vegeta harshly caught her arm.
"And where do you think you're going?" He demanded in a growl.
"To die." She answered with the best smile she could conjure up, trying to ignore Trunks' look of shock and horror. She knew perfectly well that she was breaking a promise.
Vegeta shook his head, once, violently. "If you'll remember, onna," He growled. "You have something to show me. You have to explain why it would matter to you who I hurt. It's all the same to me you know. I'm positive a person like you just can't leave knowing that you didn't try to...reform me." He laughed mockingly.
She sighed. "All right." She mumbled, gently taking his hand off her arm. Without the power she was now using, she was fairly sure that she wouldn't survive much longer. she closed her eyes and, after a few moments, opened them again. Instead of two glowing, pupiless orbs of silver, her eyes were a pin filled, yet amazing shade of crystal blue.
Vegeta was about to tell her that changing her eye color wasn't very impressive when she suddenly gasped and doubled over. Slowly, obviously painfully, her wings began to retract into her back and she screamed in agony.
All eyes were suddenly on her.
In one fluid motion her hair went from its silver to would have been a glistening gold had it been clean. Her starlight colored skin darkened slightly to the remains of a very old tan, and scars began to form everywhere on her body except for her face. Recent wounds also began to form, most of them still bleeding. Her white and silver outfit was replaced by a tattered, blood stained school fuku; collage level. As her wings disappeared she slowly righted herself and the twin stars on her forehead flickered and disappeared.
The last trace of her transformation to vanish was the crescent on her forehead.
She proudly raised her chin, although it was obvious by her trembling that that simple act was hard. "This...is why I..." Her voice trailed off and she fell forward. Vegeta only just managed to catch her.
"No!" Trunks screamed. "She can't die!"
"She isn't dead, son." Vegeta answered, a bewildered look on his face as he stared down at her.
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To be continued.
Well? What do you think? Questions? Comments? You know where they go. Oh, I couldn't remember if 18 could sense ki or not. If she can't, well, who cares? This is fanfiction after all.
=)
Oh, and Larky-chan...? How are you doing after your battle with Earth's gravitational forces? You should really know better than to go against the big wigs like that...
Disclaimer: *Places tape over mouth and shakes head. Points to a sword- remake of one of the swords from the Hilander-and nods. Holds up and big sign that says HONOR, and nods. Holds up Vegeta doll, and nods. Points to rights to DBZ and SM and regretfully shakes head.*
Bring on the Rain
Chapter 3
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"Dad!"
Hercule Satan spun around just in time to catch his daughter, Videl, in his arms. He'd been worried for her ever since she'd run off with "that skinny kid."
"Dad, we have to do something! Get the army or something!" Videl exclaimed before Hercule could begin yelling at her for her supposed relationship with the strange boy.
"What do you mean?" The tournament announcer asked, coming up to them after seeing Videl land next to her father in the middle of the fighting ring. Despite the fact that the tournament was over, crowds were still mulling around. Hercule had come out to try to get more praise form his adoring fans, but he was pretty much being ignored.
Suddenly there was a loud commotion as a small group forced its way past the security guards and onto the ring.
"Videl!" A smallish woman with black hair up in a bun rushed forward and grabbed Videl's shoulders. "Where's Gohan? Is he ok? What's going on?" She demanded franticly, face pale.
"Maybe I can help." Hercule said in a fake deep and heroic voice. "What seems to be the trouble?"
Chi-Chi ignored Hercule and turned to the announcer. "My name is Son Chi- Chi. I'm Goku's wife. He and my boys were in the tournament...ah, Gohan was the one Videl flew off with a while ago, and Goten was half of Mighty Mask." (Hee hee)
"Ah! I thought that young boy was Goku's!" The announcer exclaimed cheerfully.
A blue haired woman stepped forward, taking control of the insane situation. "I'm Bulma Briefs, head of capsule corporation. My son, Trunks, was the ah...other half of Mighty Mask." She and Chi-Chi exchanged glances, conveying that both were still a little upset over that whole fiasco.
"Are you wondering where everyone went?" Videl asked.
"Yes!" Both women exclaimed in unison.
"I don't really know all the facts, but they went off to fight something called a Majin Buu. When I told Goten and Trunks, they followed. I'm really worried about Gohan..."
Chi-Chi nodded, eyes filling with tears. "Me too. Especially after Vegeta..." Her voice trailed of and she cast a look at Bulma. Neither really wanted to mention the Saiyan prince's slaughter of half the crowd that day.
"I was just trying to get dad to call the army..."
Chi-Chi shook her head. "I don't know who this Majin Buu is, but if my Goku's fighting him, then he's not something the army could handle."
"How about Hercule, then?" The announcer suggested. "The army couldn't handle Cell, and this big lug took care of him."
Yamcha began to laugh and joined the small mini-group. "Hey! I was at that fight, and that's not what happened at all. Gohan took care of Cell. I don't know what's going on, but we have Super Saiyans on our side. I'm sure it will all be fine!"
"I keep hearing that phrase," Videl mumbled. "What is a super Saiyan? Every time anyone mentioned even the word "Saiyan" Gohan would start freaking out and jump all over them."
"Well, if he doesn't want you to know, then I guess I shouldn't say anything. Gohan is one, and you don't want one of them mad at you." He laughed nervously.
"Buffoon." Android 18 mumbled, coming over tot he group with her arms crossed. "If it was no big deal, then why was the Supreme Kai here?" She asked, going back to the subject of Buu. Marron stood at her side, looking back and forth while Oolong was sprawled across the ground, exhausted after trying to keep her entertained.
Meanwhile, Hercule was searching for an escape route. 18 made him nervous, and would until he paid her the prize money.
Suddenly Master Roshi, who had been staring lecherously at Videl, unexpectedly gasped and looked up at the sky. "Some of them are comin back!" He murmured. "I sense Piccolo, and Krillin...Trunks and Goten...Goku...and Vegeta." (He didn't mention Shin b/c he doesn't know his ki, and he didn't mention Usagi b/c she has no sensable ki.)
Bulma shivered and hugged herself. "But, something was wrong with Vegeta. He destroyed part of the stadium and killed all those people."
"But...where's Gohan?" Chi-Chi demanded, grabbing Roshi by the collar.
Videl grew very pale as Master Roshi shook his head. "I can't sense Gohan at all. But I'm old, could be he's just too far away."
"Hey! I can't sense him either!" Yamcha realized.
Chi-Chi smacked him upside his head. "Who cares?! You don't fight anymore, you're senses are out of practice! Gohan's fine! I know he is!" She clenched her fists, tying to get her bottom lip to stop trembling.
Yamcha looked over at Bulma. "Should I go get the dragon balls?"
"Gohan's fine!!!" Chi-Chi insisted.
Android 18 calmly shook her head. "I lost his ki some time ago." She said emotionlessly. "And besides that, even if he isn't dead, you people will want to wish back everyone Vegeta killed, will you not? That's the way you humans work. Predictable."
"Mommy, what's 'predictable'?" Marron asked, pulling on her mother's sleeve.
"I'll tell you later."
"Ok!"
Tears sprung to Chi-Chi's eyes. "You're an android! What do androids know about ki? Gohan will be just...just..." A sob caught in her throat and she fell against Bulma, crying.
"They're almost here, Chi-Chi." Yamcha said in his best talking-to-insane- crying-woman-voice. "I'm sure everything's all right." He lifted off into the air and gladly went to get the dragon balls.
A few moments later someone landed, although it wasn't exactly who they'd expected: a strange girl wearing only white and silver, with glowing silver eyes and hair. The moment she touched down on the ground, her wings crossed around her like a cape. In her arms she held the sobbing Goten.
The girl smiled at eh group.
"Yours?" She asked in a soft, quiet voice. Chi-Chi could only nod in response. The girl handed Goten over to his mother, then looked up into the sky expectantly. A few moments later Trunks landed beside her. After casting a glance at his mother, he reached up and took hold of the new girl's hand. She cast her smile on him.
After a while the others landed, too. Piccolo was carrying Gohan in much the same way her had when he had kidnapped the boy, all those years ago- when the greatest threat to the Earth was Goku's brother and his two accomplices. Gohan looked to be unconscious, as did Goku, who was slung carelessly over Vegeta's shoulder.
Chi-Chi's bottom lip trembled with even more violence then it had been, but she stopped any crying she might have done in favor of trying to clam Goten.
"Gohan!" Videl exclaimed. She glared at Piccolo. "What did you do to him?"
The green man grumbled something.
"What?" she demanded.
"I said I didn't do anything!" He yelled, obviously angry and upset. "Majin Buu did it. That monster killed him!"
Everyone who had not already known this little fact froze.
"M...my Gohan is...dead? Chi-Chi squeaked out, face extremely pale. Her hands began to shake, and she unconsciously clutched Goten, the one surviving member of the family she had formed, closer to her.
"You two can set them down." Usagi said, glancing at Vegeta and Piccolo- anything not to have to look at the struggling Chi-Chi. (my guess is that Usagi is sorta an empath, although that really doesn't play much of a role here.)
Piccolo set Gohan down carefully, but Vegeta literally dropped Goku on the ground as if he were a sack of potatoes.
Usagi frowned and glared at him.
"You can get those dragon ball things I've been hearing so much about." She told him matter-of-factly, letting her irritation seep into her voice. Vegeta scowled and proudly crossed his arms.
"Quit ordering me around, onna."
Usagi's lip twitched. "You want to challenge me?"
"I am the prince of all Saiyans, and-"
Usagi stuck a finger in his face, going up on tiptoe to meet his eye. "Don't you dare try to pull rank with me, mister. Trust me, Vegetable, if it came down to that. I would blow you out of the water! Now don't argue with me and GO!"
Her voice, before so soft and kind, was no filled with so much authority that Vegeta was stunned to silence. She never had been one to stand by and accept an injustice...unless it was directed at her.
"Um, I think you better go, Vegeta." Krillin suggested in a small voice.
Vegeta scowled at him and cracked his knuckles.
"Um...Yamcha already left for the dragon balls." Bulma managed to say, her eyes glued on Gohan as memories of him as a child drifted through her head, She almost felt as if it had been her own child who had been killed. She cast a glance at Trunks, thankful he was fine.
Usagi glanced at her, then nodded.
The announcer and Hercule both had their eyes glued to the beautiful tenshi before them, neither had ever seen such a vision. Finally the announcer took a timid step forward.
"M...Miss? May I ask you your name?"
"You can call me Usagi." She answered with a dazzling smile, her anger evaporating. Besides, she wasn't the type to be mad at everyone when one person upset her.
Videl fell to her knees beside Gohan and took his hand in her own. The expression on her face was so heartbroken that not even Hercule could tell her to "Get away from that skinny kid."
"Everybody cheer up!" Krillin forced a laugh. "With one wish we can bring back Gohan, and with the other, we can wish back all the people Vegeta ah...killed."
Usagi cast Vegeta another glare before stepping forward. "If you word the wish right, you can bring everyone back with only one." She suggested with a wry grin. "Just leave it to me."
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"I wish everyone who was killed at a result of Babidi coming to Earth would be brought back." Chi-Chi, the one selected to talk to the dragon this time, said loudly.
The great dragon's eyes flashed. "Granted." He rumbled.
All around the destroyed end of the stadium people began standing and dazedly walking away. All eyes (in the z-group) watched anxiously as Gohan slowly sat up and looked around the group in surprise. Immediately both Chi- Chi and Videl literally attacked the fallen warrior with hugs. Goku, who had recovered a little more int he time it took for Yamcha to get back with the dragon balls and was feeling a lot better watched smiling, Goten now sitting in his lap.
"Second wish?" The dragon demanded.
Everyone looked at each other. No one had any idea what to wish for.
"I wish my dad was alive again!" Goten piped up without hesitation, not noticing the looks of pity his friends and family cast him.
"Goten, I've all ready been wished back once." Goku explained regretfully. "It can't happen again unless we get the Namekian dragon, and I don't want anyone to go to that much trouble."
"Had I the Tsuki no Hime's silver crystal, I could have enough power to grant a wish any number of times I saw fit." The dragon rumbled, sticking his face up close to Usagi's. "You're majesty?" Shock registered on faces all around. No one had ever heard the dragon so respectful.
Usagi gave a small laugh and a tiny, perfectly round crystal appeared in her hand. "Gladly! This thing is a curse to someone like me-it won't let me die!" She placed it delicately in the dragon's large palm, and stepped away from him. He needed a tic-tac. Too bad she was all out.
"Granted!"
There was a flash of light, and the dragon was gone. Goku reached up and felt around his head, only to find that his halo was completely gone. He then patted himself; all his wounds were healed.
"All right!" He rejoiced, jumping up and grabbing his entire family. "I'm back for good!" He hadn't let anyone know, but he had actually really wanted to come back really, really bad. He'd missed his loved ones, and having to leave them again would have been excruciating.
Usagi smiled and turned away, decided to die far away from the happy occasion. Her work was done; this place was safe, and all it's fighters were once again alive and well.
Vegeta harshly caught her arm.
"And where do you think you're going?" He demanded in a growl.
"To die." She answered with the best smile she could conjure up, trying to ignore Trunks' look of shock and horror. She knew perfectly well that she was breaking a promise.
Vegeta shook his head, once, violently. "If you'll remember, onna," He growled. "You have something to show me. You have to explain why it would matter to you who I hurt. It's all the same to me you know. I'm positive a person like you just can't leave knowing that you didn't try to...reform me." He laughed mockingly.
She sighed. "All right." She mumbled, gently taking his hand off her arm. Without the power she was now using, she was fairly sure that she wouldn't survive much longer. she closed her eyes and, after a few moments, opened them again. Instead of two glowing, pupiless orbs of silver, her eyes were a pin filled, yet amazing shade of crystal blue.
Vegeta was about to tell her that changing her eye color wasn't very impressive when she suddenly gasped and doubled over. Slowly, obviously painfully, her wings began to retract into her back and she screamed in agony.
All eyes were suddenly on her.
In one fluid motion her hair went from its silver to would have been a glistening gold had it been clean. Her starlight colored skin darkened slightly to the remains of a very old tan, and scars began to form everywhere on her body except for her face. Recent wounds also began to form, most of them still bleeding. Her white and silver outfit was replaced by a tattered, blood stained school fuku; collage level. As her wings disappeared she slowly righted herself and the twin stars on her forehead flickered and disappeared.
The last trace of her transformation to vanish was the crescent on her forehead.
She proudly raised her chin, although it was obvious by her trembling that that simple act was hard. "This...is why I..." Her voice trailed off and she fell forward. Vegeta only just managed to catch her.
"No!" Trunks screamed. "She can't die!"
"She isn't dead, son." Vegeta answered, a bewildered look on his face as he stared down at her.
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To be continued.
Well? What do you think? Questions? Comments? You know where they go. Oh, I couldn't remember if 18 could sense ki or not. If she can't, well, who cares? This is fanfiction after all.
=)
