Blast from the Past
Lynx staggered back from the blow to his head, him and the creature had begun, as the monster called it, their final battle. Lynx knew, he was no match for this beast, he was going to lose, if he did, so did earth, he couldn't let that happen. He stumbled back a few feet, catching himself on the wet wall of a grocery store, the children now long gone, instinct taking them away from the danger. Another blow to the side of the head, and Lynx was in the mud, water rolling down his face, thunder rumbling overhead.
I can't give up, no, I can't, they're depending on me.
He slowly stands, expecting another blow to come quickly, but instead he feels a tug at his neck, opening his eyes he sees the pale hand of the monster on the blue orb necklace, "What are you doing!?" He pulls away, the chain snaps, the orb still in the monsters hand, "What is this anyway kid? I remember Trunks giving it to you, said something about the future, oh well, to late now eh?" he smirks, squeezes his hand, shattering the orb, blue glass falling into the muddy ground. Lynx's eyes open wide.
No! I told Trunks I would take care of that!!
Rage flowed through him, filling his every vein, that was his last reminder of his dead friend, of all his friends, of his dad. His ki flared, hair turning gold, rising into sharp spikes, golden aura surrounding him. "You, how dare you…"
Control it! Don't lose control! You might end up hurting the kids!
In that second, the creatures eyes widened, looking down at the blue orb, wait, not the blue orb, but it was blue, a little blue light, shinning in mid air.
Like an energy ball.
It seemed so inviting, so warm in comparison to this cold, rainy deserted town, taking a step towards the light as it seems to grow in size. "I don't know what new trick of yours this is boy! But I suppose it doesn't matter, you won't be alive long enough to finish it!!" the creatures eyes bulged as he spat those hate filled words out, smiling sadistically, he disappeared, reappearing half a second later in front of him. A fist slammed into Lynx's face, blood spurting out of his mouth, his head landing hard in the mud, his body following seconds later, light slowly fading from his vision, water mingling with blood, both pooling up around him. The light from the orb still seemed to be growing brighter though, thunder rumbled once more as he closed his eyes. Footsteps, each step making a sucking sound in the mud, rain still splattering around him, a whirring sound now in the background, he could feel the blood now leaking again from the back of his head. "Well Lynx, like I said before, this is the end, or are you already dead?" he could hear the sound of the monsters voice, it was faint, barely audible over the whirring sound now.
What is that, is this what death is supposed to be like?
"Well Lynx, whatever it is you made, it sure is noisy."
What? He can hear it too?
A light shown through his eyelids, was this death, was this the light at the end of the tunnel? But he can see and hear it to.
It can't be death, what is it?
The light seemed to grow brighter and brighter, along with the noise.
It's so bright…ohhh, my head, I must have lost a lot of blood by now…
New sounds mingled with the whirring and rain, what was it?
BIRDS?!
It was birds, but what where they doing here, so many of them, "What the hell is happening? Lynx…what is this?" the beast grabbed hold of Lynx's collar, "WHAT IS THIS!?"
He's shaking…he's finally scared…
"Wait a minute, yes, I can sense them, I don't know how you did it Lynx, but your good, I now have more pressing matters than you, you just wait boy, yours is coming…" he dropped him onto the ground with a crunch, a crunch? Was that leaves under him, he couldn't think straight anymore, his eyes barely open anymore. The evil monster was growing fainter, was he leaving, was that a tree beside him!? He must be almost dead, lost so much blood, he was hallucinating. What was this now, a ki was moving in on him, not as powerful as the beasts, but strong nonetheless. A swishing sound, a crunch of feet hitting dried leaves and a shadow falling over him, and a mohawk, "What the…Hey, are you ok."
Another human, but he said…
His eyesight was fading fast, along with his mind, no, can't stay conscious anymore, the last fleeting image in his eyes was a young man with a big mohawk bending down, then everything went dark.