Disclaimer: *Sigh* read the second chapter.

A/N: Well, here's the next chapter of "A Dark Age" I hope you enjoy and I know lots of you are going to hate me cuz of the ending of this chapter NOT the story ^_^ Well, enjoy!

-A Dark Age-
-Chapter Nine-
-Plans-

#18 flew through the forest floor searching for the two rascals the guard had told her about. So far she saw nothing. Maybe she was heading the wrong direction? What if the guard was lieing? She would kill him if she found out he was.
She continued to fly further and further into the forest then she saw a white figure in front of her. She stopped and studied the thing for a while and then, finally realized that she was staring at Annabel.
She quickly turned around and headed straight for camp. She had heard many stories about "Crazy Old Annabel", the ghost who searched for her long lost dead daughter, Marie.

"Lock the Doors! Lock the gates!" #18 shouted when she got back to camp.
" #18 what's going on?!" #17 asked, seeing the scared expression of #18s.
"It's Annabel!" #18 informed.
"WHAT?!" #17 shouted.
"Yes, I saw her!" Gohan looked from #18 to #17 as the two shouted, wondering who Annabel was.

~*~

"Hey Derek, I just thought of a great idea to bust this joint," Orlando whispered. It had been almost a week since they were at camp and the two had been assigned to work in the painting station.
"What?"
"Well, in the middle of the night we can go into the program area and program a robot to lead us out of the camp, acting as if we had done something bad," Orlando explained with excitement.
"But we'll get caught and then, get killed!" Derek said in disagreement, remembering the last guy who had done that.
"We have brains. So, are you in or out?"
Derek hesitated to answer. He really did want to get out of the camp, but he didn't want to get killed. The decision was hard and if he said yes the two would be taking a dangerous risk. He didn't want to get killed yet he didn't want to work here in the camp and then, eventually die. The decision was tough and Derek didn't know where to go. Which ever way he took death was always there. Some people found it death a way to escape camp, but he didn't think that way. Stay here or go with Orlando? he thought.
"Fine," Derek said in agreement. ~*~

"Trunks can you stop breathing down my neck?" Patricia whispered. The two had quietly been hiding in the cave from the hideous Annabel for the past hour or two.
"But I'm not!" Trunks protested.
"Yes, you are!"
Patricia dug in her bag for the flashlight. She shined it on Trunks, but instead of finding Trunks she saw the grinning face of Annabel. Her heart skipped a beat and her mouth opened to scream, but it seemed like her voice was stuck in her throat.
"T-Trunks," she choked.
"Yeah?" he asked slowly.
"Boo," Annabel said.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Patricia screamed as Trunks grabbed her and flew out of the cave. Trunks hands were sweaty from the heat of the cave and Patricia slipped out. Annabel grabbed her and began to chuckle evilly.
"TRUNKS!" Patricia screamed. ~*~

Taminia looked at Bulmas screen and wondered what she was programming into the robot. They had been here for a week and Taminia learned a lot about computers.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
"I'm programing the robot to make pretend that we did something bad and is going to be sending us to the gas chambers-"
"What? Why?" Taminia exclaimed, horrified that Bulma would do such a thing.
"When we're taken near the torture chambers I'll reprogram it to act like a guard and we'll make our escape," Bulma explained.
"Oh," Taminia sighed.
"I wouldn't try and kill us," Bulma reassured.
"But how do you know that this robot will be working near us?"
"I just do," Bulma said. ~*~ (Later that night)

Derek and Orlando stood in line waiting to enter the large shower with a bunch of other men.
"So, when do we make our escape?" Derek asked Orlando.
"When we enter the shower there'll be this hidden door in the back, we enter that door and where it leads I don't know," Orlando explained.
"What happens if we land in the #17 and #18's room?"
"Your so doubtful," Orlando said, seeing that his younger brother was having doubts about there escape plan. They walked into the shower and began to walk towards the hidden door, acting like they were taking a shower. Orlando motioned his brother to follow him, making sure no one was looking, they walked into the door. ~*~

"TRUNKS!" Patricia shouted once more.
"Let go of her!" Trunks said as he threw a blast at Annabel.
"AH!" she squealed, clutching her face from the pain. Patricia quickly got to her feet and ran towards Trunks. She grabbed hold of his hand, but was pulled back by Annabel.
"Not so fast!" Annabel shrieked. "She's my baby!"
"Ah!" Patricia screamed as she fell to the floor.
Trunks shot another blast in Annabel's face. She, once again, clutched her face in pain, letting go of Patricia. He quickly grabbed Patricia and flew away, Annabel on there tail again. Annabel leaped into the air and grabbed Patricia's back. Trunks took Patricia's hand and the two began to play tug-o-war with her.
"LET GO!" Trunks yelled, sending another blast at her. He grabbed Patricia and the two flew faster then ever.
"YOU CAN'T RUN AWAY!" they heard Annabel call out. She quickly regained her posture and started to chase the two again.
"Look a warehouse!" Patricia pounted out. A broken down wooden house came into view and the two flew into it. They climb to the top floor and sat down catching there breaths. "There she is," Patricia whispered, pointing to Annabel who was on the bottom floor searching for the two.
They watched as she looked around for them. Then they saw her vanish into the materials. Patricia looked around the warehouse and her eyes grew bigger as she read the signs on the boxes.
"Trunks I don't think we're in a normal warehouse," Patricia said, "and I don't think Annabel is as dumb as she looks."
"Why?" Trunks asked.
"Look," Patricia explained, pointing to something on the ground. Trunks looked down and saw that Patricia was pointing to a fuse that Annabel had probably lighted that led to a box loaded of TNT in front of them.
"RUN!" he shouted. Patricia grabbed Trunks hand and the two flew out of the warehouse just as it exploded. They were pushed into the ground from the explosion and lay there for a couple of seconds. Patricia pushed Trunks off of her, turned around and found Annabel racing for them.
"Trunks," Patrcia mumbled shaking him. "Trunks." She looked up and found Annabel grinning at her. She sat on the grass trembling and tears began to flow down her cheeks.
"Looks like pretty boy ain't awake to save you," she said. "Now it's your turn to witness death." Patricia looked at Annebel. She was helpless. She was going to die now. ~*~

Bulma, Tiffany, Gabi, and Taminia quietly sat in their little cell, coming back from a days work and a shower. No one said a word to each other and just sat there thinking about there lives. "All right here's the plan," Bulma whispered suddenly. Everyone gathered around Bulma and listened to her plan. * * *
"Excuse me, but where are you taking these people?" a guard asked when the robot Bulma had programmed came near the hall that lead to the torture chambers.
"They have been doing some inappropriate things," the robot said, "so now I'll be taking them to the chambers."
"Go ahead in," the guard said with amusement.
The four girls walked down the hall and soon came to a door. Bulma took out a miniature computer she had taken from the programming area and began to program the robot to act like a guard. Footsteps were heard in the distance and panic arose in the group of four.
"Hurry up Bulma," Gabi said. "People are coming."
"I'm going as fast as I can, but the computer is taking a long time to download," she explained, trying her hardest to get the computer to download faster.
"Hurry," Taminia hissed as the footsteps grew louder and louder by the second. She looked down the hall, her heart beating faster. Today was the day she was going to die. When those guards came into view they were going to get shot in the spot. "Hurry," she pleaded to Bulma, tears coming down her face. She looked once again down the hall and footsteps grew louder and louder. This was it we're all going to die, she thought.

A/N: HAHAHAHAHA1 EVIL CLIFFHANGER! *Grins evilly* I was going to contiue, but then I'm like "Nah! I should stop right here and make my brother mad" and he was cuz I didn't write for a while and..... you know what I think I'll wait a couple of weeks before I put up the next chapter?? Nah, I'll get some angry reviews ^_^ Well, leave a review and tell me what you think, k! CYA!