G-ra poked the young half saijin, getting the reaction she knew she would. Mizaya went to punch the person who woke her, and G-ra caught her fist and pulled her out of the bed.
"What did you do that for?" She hissed, glaring for two reasons, she was still half asleep and she was pissed.
" To wake you up stupid." G-ra giggled.
" Well, I have somewheres to be, and now I have time to be ready." She replied, pushing her off ands walking into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
"That was weird." G-ra said to no one in paticular.
Mizaya was mad, partly because G-ra had woke her up and she didn't lock her door. She threw the bar of soap on the floor, only to have to retrive it when she was done shampooing her hair. Wheh she finished the shower, she slammed the knob to control to flow of water back against the wall, surprised it didn't go through it. The young, angry saijin tired to wipe the mirror clean of the fog after she had dressed, and when it wouldn't stay clear, she punched the glass, relishing the feel of the blood trickling between her fingers. She cleaned it up and bandaged it, then throwing the usual bandages on her arms. Walking out of the small bathroom, her hair spiked, she opened the door and walked down the winding stairs that led into the kitchen.
"Muffin?" Spike offered her, eyes not looking up from his book.
"No thanks. How did you know it was me?" She asked, a litlle surprised at his knowledge of her presence.
"Your ki. Never sensed any thing quite like it." He murmured, taking a bite out of his apple and turning the page.
" Have fun reading your book." She said, grabbing her bookbag and leaving the room. She went to walk out the front door. Her father leapt off the roof, stopping her movement.
"What's this?" He asked, disapointment haunting each word, the red tinged knife was swinging in his hand.
"What makes you think it's mine?" She countered him, question for question.
" Me and the boys change in the same room to go swimming. Your mother doesn't blled. You wear bandages on your arms." He said, narrowing his eyes in a way that intimidated most people and failed to work on her.
"Give me that." Mizaya snatched at the knife, grabbing the blade and cutting her fist.
Gohans expression softened, " What's the matter? Why are you doing this to yourself?" disapointment replaced with genuine concern.
"It's none of your buisness." She said in a dark voice, jumping up into flight. Her father sent up a ki blast that split into two different direction.
" Now Piccolo and Vegeta know your leaving. And they will find you." Warning haunted her charcoal eyed fathers words, " You won't be able to hide for long."
" Shut up." She stated, then flew off, pushing her power level as low as it would go. She knew her father would be numb with shock, that his daughter that he though he knew so well was hurting herself, and the peole who cared about her. Not that she cared that much. She flew until she was above the forest and landed, and diminishing her power level from the detecing level it had been at earlier. She sensed that there was four ki's headed toward her. Dammit! She hadn't gotten down fast enough. She began to run, her saijin heightened senses preventing her from tripping on anything. She relished the need for air, the burning sensation in her legs as she used muscles more than they were used to. Sh estopped and leaned against a tree, panting after an hour of running at top speed. She sensed the power levels were nearer. Suddenly, she heard Piccolos voice in her head.
*What the hell do you think your doing kid?!* He had shouted, his anger was felt throughout every part of her body.
* Staying away from you!* She shouted back, turning around to run again. she took off, almost hovering across the leave covered ground, with speed faster than a jet.
* Look, why don't you come back and we can discuss this liek adults. The way you used to prefer to handle things.* Piccolo spoke, much more calmer than he had been before. She didn't answer him, realising what he was trying to do. With th emind link he had located her before, and he was trying t use that tactic again, thinking she had become foolish as she got older. She ran, almost near collapsing on the ground with exaustion. 'I could fly to the city, and hide there' she thought to her self in her desparate attempt to escape. She made her decision and burst through the trees, letting go of the wall she had against her ki. It burst out, her aura surrounding her, black flecked with lighter blue.
"Graugh!" She shouted in frustration and flew off towards th lights of the city. She almost knocked G-ra out of the sky as the demi-sijin flew towards her. The blue haired eighteen year old grabbed her arm, and stuffed a book in Mizayas pocket. Pissed off, she stopped, throwing G-ra off of her.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" Mizaya snarled, glaring at her best friend.
" Giving you that. Take a look at it. And I was stalling you. They're less than a minute away. You better hurry." G-ra said with a sarcastic note in her voice. THe younger half saijin fired a ki blast at her friend and shot forward. When she was above the center of the city, She shot at the ground, landing less that gracefully on the stone alleyway, making a small hole in the ground. She ducked into an alley, hiding her power level adn drawing out the knife. Staring at the red tinged blade with facination, she made five quick slices in her arm and watched the liquid drip off her arm. A man came into the alley, and grabbed her bleeding arm.
"Your coming with me little miss. And I won't be hearing any complaints." He hissed, the smell of her breath hitting her full force. To sapped to do anything except let herself be dragged along, she was pulled into a dingy apartement. She was pushed onto a bed, her exaustion not allowing her to think about what was happening. Her wrists were tied up tight, so that it was cutting into her wrists, and tied to a pole. Suddenly it hit her. These guys were going to have their way with her, and their was nothing she could do about it. She struggled against her bonds, the ropes only cutting deeper. Mizaya treied to send a flare of ki out to give away her position. That done, there was nothing more she could do than struggle. The wall shook as the door was flung open. Vegeta stood shadowed in the door and the ropes snapped at thew same time. She jumped off the bed and flew over to Vegeta. Both of them standing beside on another, ready for a fight, didn't look all that threatening. The gang of boys ran at them, weapons raised. Mizaya easily disarmed three of them and Vegeta the other one. Between the two of them,. they managed to get them all unconcious.Then Vegets took hold of the front of Mizayas shirt and threw her into the wall. The brunnetee slowly got up, struggling with the loss of energy and the pain from being thrown into the wall.
" What's your problem kid?" He shouted, his arms crossed in true saijin prince manner. Her face showed true human anguish and to his surprise she started crying. She leaned up against the remains of the wall and slid down them, a small trail of blood following her. Mizaya buried her face in her hands and continued to cry. Vegeta slowly walked over and put a hand on her back. Farther away, the screec hof tires was heard, and the sound of breaking glass echoed through out the night.
"Kid?" Vegeta asked, in a much more fatherly way thna before.
" It's too hard." She whimpered, trying to get in a breath to continue.
"Shh. Tell me tomorrow kid." He said, picking her up and carrying her piggyback style to the hotel room he had gotten for the night. Piccolo, who had been standing farther off, and watched the whole thing between teenager and prince, smiled. He knew she would be gone by morning, which was why he intended to watch over the hotel room they were in. He had never seen Vegeta act so...fatherly to anyone else. He had also never seen so much confusion and saddness on the face of someone so young.
"What did you do that for?" She hissed, glaring for two reasons, she was still half asleep and she was pissed.
" To wake you up stupid." G-ra giggled.
" Well, I have somewheres to be, and now I have time to be ready." She replied, pushing her off ands walking into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.
"That was weird." G-ra said to no one in paticular.
Mizaya was mad, partly because G-ra had woke her up and she didn't lock her door. She threw the bar of soap on the floor, only to have to retrive it when she was done shampooing her hair. Wheh she finished the shower, she slammed the knob to control to flow of water back against the wall, surprised it didn't go through it. The young, angry saijin tired to wipe the mirror clean of the fog after she had dressed, and when it wouldn't stay clear, she punched the glass, relishing the feel of the blood trickling between her fingers. She cleaned it up and bandaged it, then throwing the usual bandages on her arms. Walking out of the small bathroom, her hair spiked, she opened the door and walked down the winding stairs that led into the kitchen.
"Muffin?" Spike offered her, eyes not looking up from his book.
"No thanks. How did you know it was me?" She asked, a litlle surprised at his knowledge of her presence.
"Your ki. Never sensed any thing quite like it." He murmured, taking a bite out of his apple and turning the page.
" Have fun reading your book." She said, grabbing her bookbag and leaving the room. She went to walk out the front door. Her father leapt off the roof, stopping her movement.
"What's this?" He asked, disapointment haunting each word, the red tinged knife was swinging in his hand.
"What makes you think it's mine?" She countered him, question for question.
" Me and the boys change in the same room to go swimming. Your mother doesn't blled. You wear bandages on your arms." He said, narrowing his eyes in a way that intimidated most people and failed to work on her.
"Give me that." Mizaya snatched at the knife, grabbing the blade and cutting her fist.
Gohans expression softened, " What's the matter? Why are you doing this to yourself?" disapointment replaced with genuine concern.
"It's none of your buisness." She said in a dark voice, jumping up into flight. Her father sent up a ki blast that split into two different direction.
" Now Piccolo and Vegeta know your leaving. And they will find you." Warning haunted her charcoal eyed fathers words, " You won't be able to hide for long."
" Shut up." She stated, then flew off, pushing her power level as low as it would go. She knew her father would be numb with shock, that his daughter that he though he knew so well was hurting herself, and the peole who cared about her. Not that she cared that much. She flew until she was above the forest and landed, and diminishing her power level from the detecing level it had been at earlier. She sensed that there was four ki's headed toward her. Dammit! She hadn't gotten down fast enough. She began to run, her saijin heightened senses preventing her from tripping on anything. She relished the need for air, the burning sensation in her legs as she used muscles more than they were used to. Sh estopped and leaned against a tree, panting after an hour of running at top speed. She sensed the power levels were nearer. Suddenly, she heard Piccolos voice in her head.
*What the hell do you think your doing kid?!* He had shouted, his anger was felt throughout every part of her body.
* Staying away from you!* She shouted back, turning around to run again. she took off, almost hovering across the leave covered ground, with speed faster than a jet.
* Look, why don't you come back and we can discuss this liek adults. The way you used to prefer to handle things.* Piccolo spoke, much more calmer than he had been before. She didn't answer him, realising what he was trying to do. With th emind link he had located her before, and he was trying t use that tactic again, thinking she had become foolish as she got older. She ran, almost near collapsing on the ground with exaustion. 'I could fly to the city, and hide there' she thought to her self in her desparate attempt to escape. She made her decision and burst through the trees, letting go of the wall she had against her ki. It burst out, her aura surrounding her, black flecked with lighter blue.
"Graugh!" She shouted in frustration and flew off towards th lights of the city. She almost knocked G-ra out of the sky as the demi-sijin flew towards her. The blue haired eighteen year old grabbed her arm, and stuffed a book in Mizayas pocket. Pissed off, she stopped, throwing G-ra off of her.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" Mizaya snarled, glaring at her best friend.
" Giving you that. Take a look at it. And I was stalling you. They're less than a minute away. You better hurry." G-ra said with a sarcastic note in her voice. THe younger half saijin fired a ki blast at her friend and shot forward. When she was above the center of the city, She shot at the ground, landing less that gracefully on the stone alleyway, making a small hole in the ground. She ducked into an alley, hiding her power level adn drawing out the knife. Staring at the red tinged blade with facination, she made five quick slices in her arm and watched the liquid drip off her arm. A man came into the alley, and grabbed her bleeding arm.
"Your coming with me little miss. And I won't be hearing any complaints." He hissed, the smell of her breath hitting her full force. To sapped to do anything except let herself be dragged along, she was pulled into a dingy apartement. She was pushed onto a bed, her exaustion not allowing her to think about what was happening. Her wrists were tied up tight, so that it was cutting into her wrists, and tied to a pole. Suddenly it hit her. These guys were going to have their way with her, and their was nothing she could do about it. She struggled against her bonds, the ropes only cutting deeper. Mizaya treied to send a flare of ki out to give away her position. That done, there was nothing more she could do than struggle. The wall shook as the door was flung open. Vegeta stood shadowed in the door and the ropes snapped at thew same time. She jumped off the bed and flew over to Vegeta. Both of them standing beside on another, ready for a fight, didn't look all that threatening. The gang of boys ran at them, weapons raised. Mizaya easily disarmed three of them and Vegeta the other one. Between the two of them,. they managed to get them all unconcious.Then Vegets took hold of the front of Mizayas shirt and threw her into the wall. The brunnetee slowly got up, struggling with the loss of energy and the pain from being thrown into the wall.
" What's your problem kid?" He shouted, his arms crossed in true saijin prince manner. Her face showed true human anguish and to his surprise she started crying. She leaned up against the remains of the wall and slid down them, a small trail of blood following her. Mizaya buried her face in her hands and continued to cry. Vegeta slowly walked over and put a hand on her back. Farther away, the screec hof tires was heard, and the sound of breaking glass echoed through out the night.
"Kid?" Vegeta asked, in a much more fatherly way thna before.
" It's too hard." She whimpered, trying to get in a breath to continue.
"Shh. Tell me tomorrow kid." He said, picking her up and carrying her piggyback style to the hotel room he had gotten for the night. Piccolo, who had been standing farther off, and watched the whole thing between teenager and prince, smiled. He knew she would be gone by morning, which was why he intended to watch over the hotel room they were in. He had never seen Vegeta act so...fatherly to anyone else. He had also never seen so much confusion and saddness on the face of someone so young.