This is the chapter were things go into an entirely different direction
than "Suspicions" Be prepared.
I don't own DBZ, but I would like it for my birthday.
Marron looked up at me with huge pleading eyes, " Daddy, wait! I can explain!"
I was slowly crossing over to them from the balcony, my eyes blazing with fury. I was shaking and my head hurt, I also get like this when I've been sent over the brink.
I barley glanced over at Marron, keeping my eyes focused on the man who was with her. "No." the faint answer I supplied them with wasn't a reply to Marron's request, more an observance of the situation.
Yamcha stepped in front of her, putting a hand on her arm to keep her back. "Krillian, calm down, we really can explain all this!" he said in a somewhat pleading voice. He had a look of fear in his eyes. Good. I would turn that fear into terror before I was through with him.
"Take your hands off my daughter." It came out as barely a whisper, and I stopped my trek across the room standing maybe five feet away from them.
Yamcha tried again to talk to me, but he failed to follow my order. "Krillian, please."
"TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF MY DAUGHTER NOW!" I shouted, creating a ki aura around myself. This intense gust of force it created knocked over anything not bolted to the floor, including Marron and Yamcha.
The rolled apart on the floor, and within an instant I had moved in between them. I hoisted Marron off the ground. I noticed she was shaking. Displays of my power like this had always upset her. It must have reminded her that deep within her gentle father, a power that could crack the entire planet lurked. This time it was fueled by anger, something that could only fan the flames. I turned away from her to project the anger onto its proper target.
Said target was getting to his own feet, slowly raising his own ki to shield him from mine enough to stand. He looked at me, surprised by my new position between him and my daughter and the hatred burning in my eyes for him, within my very soul. "Krillian, buddy, calm down please! Let me talk to you!"
"Buddy? BUDDY? You think you can speak to me like where friends? After what you've done?" Blood was pounding in my temples as I screamed at my now former friend. " After you have taken advantage of my daughter?"
"Krillian, we haven't. That's not the point! I love her Krillian! She means everything in the world to me! Please let us explain." He said all of this, but it meant absolutely nothing to me. I turned to my daughter, barley noticing and not really caring that she had tears streaming down her face, and threw her over my shoulder. She started to kick and yell as soon as she realized that she was leaving with me, at that very moment. I started walking back toward the balcony when a hand grabbed my shoulder.
" I won't let you take her Krillian! We need to talk abou.." That was all Yamcha got out before I kicked him through his living room wall and into his bedroom, causing a massive dent in the back wall of the bedroom, which he slid down. He gasped for air, holding his stomach. That would teach him to try and stop me from protecting my daughter. I raised my free hand that was holding Marron over my shoulder and fired a ki blast that destroyed the outside wall of Yamcha's apartment. The wind blew in from the now exposed outside world.
Marron called out to Yamcha, but the wind was still knocked out of him, so he couldn't reply. Or move for that matter. I rose slowly of the ground, hovering in the air as my daughter screamed for me to let her go to him. I looked down at his scarred face, realizing that his old age (older than me) showed in the lines. I snarled out a warning. "Follow me, I dare you!" Then I blasted out into the pre-dawn sky towards Kami House as fast as I could.
Marron screamed and struggled all the way to the island, trying to wrench herself free from my grip. A lot of good it would have done her, she would have fallen into the ocean and at the speed we were going the impact would kill her. So I wasn't about to let that happen. I was having a hard enough time remembering to strengthen the aura around us as we flew so the winds would rip her to shreds. I usually let the wind blow through my hair and such when I'm flying, but not today. The wind resistance that caused would slow us, and I was moving as fast as I could.
We were about five minutes from the house when I finally noticed that Yamcha was not following us as I had really expected. This only angered me more. How much of his professed love for my daughter could be true if he was willing to chase after her? Coward. 17 once kidnapped 18 from the island before we were married, and I chased him all for hours to get her back. I beat his ass when I caught up with him too, but that's another story. I was even angrier with Yamcha for not having the guts to defy my warning.
We when approached the house, everyone was outside. I guess they probably sensed me coming a mile away. They all looked pleased as a peach in the bathrobes at two in the morning when I landed on the beach and stomped up to the house, still caring a still screaming Marron over my shoulder. I deposited her roughly on the couch and glared at her. I then looked at all of the worried faces around the room. Master Roshi stocked his beard, a frown evident of his face. Oolong and Turtle looked frightened at my still blazing ki aura. And my precious wife 18 had a shocked look on her face, surprised to see the anger rolling of me. I moved around the couch and placed my hands on my wife's shoulders to lead her around the couch and positioned her in front of our daughter.
I looked down at my daughter, still crying but not daring to move as if to avoid incurring any more of my wrath. "Tell your mother where you have been, and what you have done." The anger dripped off that last word. So much that 18 tensed up, looking down on her weeping daughter.
I moved away from them and out the door before she could speak one word, I couldn't bare to hear any explanation at the moment. I walked outside to get a breathe of fresh air. Seeing as that was helping me vent my anger, I cupped my hands together at my sides and screamed "Kamehameha!" My favorite blast erupted from my hands and streaked out across the empty ocean. That felt good. About fifty more of those and I should be able to go back inside without killing Marron.
This one is longer because I had a request to make the chapters longer, something I had been thinking about myself. I liked the way it turned out. I warned you this is were the story veers off of "Suspicions", and it's not done yet.
I would like to dedicate this chapter and the rest of my works to a special lady in my life. She gave me the best compliment I have ever had in my entire life. She called me 'talented', and never dismissed my writings as silly (even though she doesn't get DBZ or anime at all). She also gets really protective and jealous when she reads a flattering review I receive. It 's so cute. And she always takes time out of her life to encourage and inspire me. Thanks for everything you do, Sara.
Thanks for reading and tell me what you think!
I don't own DBZ, but I would like it for my birthday.
Marron looked up at me with huge pleading eyes, " Daddy, wait! I can explain!"
I was slowly crossing over to them from the balcony, my eyes blazing with fury. I was shaking and my head hurt, I also get like this when I've been sent over the brink.
I barley glanced over at Marron, keeping my eyes focused on the man who was with her. "No." the faint answer I supplied them with wasn't a reply to Marron's request, more an observance of the situation.
Yamcha stepped in front of her, putting a hand on her arm to keep her back. "Krillian, calm down, we really can explain all this!" he said in a somewhat pleading voice. He had a look of fear in his eyes. Good. I would turn that fear into terror before I was through with him.
"Take your hands off my daughter." It came out as barely a whisper, and I stopped my trek across the room standing maybe five feet away from them.
Yamcha tried again to talk to me, but he failed to follow my order. "Krillian, please."
"TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF MY DAUGHTER NOW!" I shouted, creating a ki aura around myself. This intense gust of force it created knocked over anything not bolted to the floor, including Marron and Yamcha.
The rolled apart on the floor, and within an instant I had moved in between them. I hoisted Marron off the ground. I noticed she was shaking. Displays of my power like this had always upset her. It must have reminded her that deep within her gentle father, a power that could crack the entire planet lurked. This time it was fueled by anger, something that could only fan the flames. I turned away from her to project the anger onto its proper target.
Said target was getting to his own feet, slowly raising his own ki to shield him from mine enough to stand. He looked at me, surprised by my new position between him and my daughter and the hatred burning in my eyes for him, within my very soul. "Krillian, buddy, calm down please! Let me talk to you!"
"Buddy? BUDDY? You think you can speak to me like where friends? After what you've done?" Blood was pounding in my temples as I screamed at my now former friend. " After you have taken advantage of my daughter?"
"Krillian, we haven't. That's not the point! I love her Krillian! She means everything in the world to me! Please let us explain." He said all of this, but it meant absolutely nothing to me. I turned to my daughter, barley noticing and not really caring that she had tears streaming down her face, and threw her over my shoulder. She started to kick and yell as soon as she realized that she was leaving with me, at that very moment. I started walking back toward the balcony when a hand grabbed my shoulder.
" I won't let you take her Krillian! We need to talk abou.." That was all Yamcha got out before I kicked him through his living room wall and into his bedroom, causing a massive dent in the back wall of the bedroom, which he slid down. He gasped for air, holding his stomach. That would teach him to try and stop me from protecting my daughter. I raised my free hand that was holding Marron over my shoulder and fired a ki blast that destroyed the outside wall of Yamcha's apartment. The wind blew in from the now exposed outside world.
Marron called out to Yamcha, but the wind was still knocked out of him, so he couldn't reply. Or move for that matter. I rose slowly of the ground, hovering in the air as my daughter screamed for me to let her go to him. I looked down at his scarred face, realizing that his old age (older than me) showed in the lines. I snarled out a warning. "Follow me, I dare you!" Then I blasted out into the pre-dawn sky towards Kami House as fast as I could.
Marron screamed and struggled all the way to the island, trying to wrench herself free from my grip. A lot of good it would have done her, she would have fallen into the ocean and at the speed we were going the impact would kill her. So I wasn't about to let that happen. I was having a hard enough time remembering to strengthen the aura around us as we flew so the winds would rip her to shreds. I usually let the wind blow through my hair and such when I'm flying, but not today. The wind resistance that caused would slow us, and I was moving as fast as I could.
We were about five minutes from the house when I finally noticed that Yamcha was not following us as I had really expected. This only angered me more. How much of his professed love for my daughter could be true if he was willing to chase after her? Coward. 17 once kidnapped 18 from the island before we were married, and I chased him all for hours to get her back. I beat his ass when I caught up with him too, but that's another story. I was even angrier with Yamcha for not having the guts to defy my warning.
We when approached the house, everyone was outside. I guess they probably sensed me coming a mile away. They all looked pleased as a peach in the bathrobes at two in the morning when I landed on the beach and stomped up to the house, still caring a still screaming Marron over my shoulder. I deposited her roughly on the couch and glared at her. I then looked at all of the worried faces around the room. Master Roshi stocked his beard, a frown evident of his face. Oolong and Turtle looked frightened at my still blazing ki aura. And my precious wife 18 had a shocked look on her face, surprised to see the anger rolling of me. I moved around the couch and placed my hands on my wife's shoulders to lead her around the couch and positioned her in front of our daughter.
I looked down at my daughter, still crying but not daring to move as if to avoid incurring any more of my wrath. "Tell your mother where you have been, and what you have done." The anger dripped off that last word. So much that 18 tensed up, looking down on her weeping daughter.
I moved away from them and out the door before she could speak one word, I couldn't bare to hear any explanation at the moment. I walked outside to get a breathe of fresh air. Seeing as that was helping me vent my anger, I cupped my hands together at my sides and screamed "Kamehameha!" My favorite blast erupted from my hands and streaked out across the empty ocean. That felt good. About fifty more of those and I should be able to go back inside without killing Marron.
This one is longer because I had a request to make the chapters longer, something I had been thinking about myself. I liked the way it turned out. I warned you this is were the story veers off of "Suspicions", and it's not done yet.
I would like to dedicate this chapter and the rest of my works to a special lady in my life. She gave me the best compliment I have ever had in my entire life. She called me 'talented', and never dismissed my writings as silly (even though she doesn't get DBZ or anime at all). She also gets really protective and jealous when she reads a flattering review I receive. It 's so cute. And she always takes time out of her life to encourage and inspire me. Thanks for everything you do, Sara.
Thanks for reading and tell me what you think!