Chapter Two Snowflakes on the Wind
I came here to this place with feelings of a vast emptiness. I ran away to protect him thirteen years ago. And here he was, trying to put himself back in danger. Sure, I had trouble with coping with the loneliness. But he had to be safe. And another year or so of training and I would be ready for the ultimate showdown-Buu against me. Sure I had my doubts. Everyone does. I'm just the kinda person to have fewer, but darker and more reasonable doubts. How many times a day can one person think about me? Invading a person's thoughts was one thing, but when you were practically obsessed with her in your thoughts is a whole different ball game. I seemed to be the center of attention in his mind. Who could blame him? I was the one that caused the death of the others. I am no different from Buu. I destroyed his life. I might as well have killed them myself. The night descended upon the planet. I finally gave up the urge and stood. I walked to the entrance of the cave, and walked a stretch of land until it looked out onto the starlit roads of a place called Reading, England. It was calm and soothing here at night, and I took pleasure in looking at the lamplights flicker on as day light faded into twilight and turn off as night bade a slow farewell to the land. These were the only times I allowed myself to leave the hidden safety of the cavern. The midnight wind rustled my hair, bringing memories of something never quite forgotten, something not quite a memory. I closed my eyes, and remembered kisses sweet in salty air, and a promise of something that was impossible. The bittersweet taste of.what had it been? Rejection? Broken trust? Unforgivable pain? I would never know the name. It filled my mouth and teased my memories; pricking my thoughts and making the tears come. I took a deep breath, the cold air was crisp and refreshing, and in some ways, soothing. I looked at the small houses and even smaller shops, and finally just began the long trek down the hillside. Slowly, step by step, I walked away toward the highway and toward the town of Reading. I began to walk the streets lit by the pale moonlight and the circles of the streetlamps. I stood at an intersection; no cars passed by. I sighed and, slowly, as if not wanting to wake anyone up, I sang, and the sound that came out would have put anyone to sleep, and I wasted no time in allowing the sound to grow within me snow began to fall all around me. With the snow flakes like the fairies from back home, I danced and sang in the town square to a strange melody all my own:

There you were, Standing in the dark, Shadows hid your face, There I felt a spark.

Where did you come from? Oh, Prince of the night? Where do you go? Prince of my light?

Prince of the night, Prince of the light, Prince of the silence.

Why don't you speak? Why don't you say your name? You know I will plead and beg. Please before I go to shame?

Where did you come from, Oh, Prince of the night? Where do you go, Prince of my light?

Will I ever know? Will I ever see? When, if ever, Will I hear your voice? Calling out to me?

Prince of the night, Prince of the light, Prince of the silence.

Come to me, Prince from the night!

As the last note died on the wind, I felt a cold and forbidding fear creep upon my heart, for I knew, deep in my soul, that the time had come, and now, Buu was going to pay. And I didn't care what the price was, for I would make him.