Phobia
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z
Agent 182: Special thanks to everyone who reviewed Christina G. Kate, Kat, Brenant, Spencer 13, Tiffany and Nelia Black, Satanspinner67, amaya, Zaluki, Oh and the answer is yes of course. Um thanks to you again because I like to know what you think. If you have any ideas for characters dreams throw em at me and I'll probably include them unless they're stupid. SCARY they need to be scary. Oh also thanks to those who read it. This chapter has some Trunks/Goten nothing bad just hints at it so yeah if you don't like it ignore them and as always Goku/Vegeta. Not anything either just okay I'll shut up now because you already know this stuff. But um I would like you to throw some ideas for nightmares any character even if they were already used, such as Marron since I know of a certain someone that seems to like that character a lot. *Cough Brendant *cough. So thanks again and I hope you like the chapter! I am so so sorry that I haven't updated my computer broke and I feel really bad, I hope you can forgive me. I won't be updating as much either cuz I'm going to take my time on these but it'll be at least once or twice a week and the next chapter in one and two should be up soon. Thanks
Chapter 3: Jinx me something crazy
"DAMMIT!" Vegeta yelled pulling an unconscious Goku into his arms, he was a lot lighter than he appeared.
"What's wrong with him? He looks sick." Trunks said going next to his dad.
"I don't know. We'll have to wait until he wakes up."
"Bring him to the lab-" Bulma began.
"I know woman!" Vegeta spat as they went towards the direction of the medical bay.
"That had to be some dream for him to freak out like that, he couldn't even keep his own food down." Gohan looked at Bulma for an answer but got none.
"Dad's going to be okay right." Goten asked Trunks; he shrugged. "Oh thanks a lot you could have said 'yeah Goten he'll be fine' but no-"
"Shut up!" Vegeta yelled. Bulma walked next to Vegeta and eyed the metal object protruding from Goku's wrist, still in awe.
"I still don't see how he could have part of a needle in his arm, he never left the room and the only needles are in the lab . . . It doesn't make sense."
"He seemed to be really freaked out before he even saw it. The dream it has to do with this." Gohan spoke as he pushed open the door to the lab so Vegeta could carry Goku in. He laid Goku down on the medical bed (A/N: I don't know what it's called).
Trunks yawned, "I'm tired, I think I'm going to take a nap." He went over to the couch that was by the lab door. He collapsed on the leather couch wondering why he was so tired as his eyes slowly shut.
The Sayian on the medical bed's eyes fluttered open, he looked up at them through heavy lashes. "Huh? Where-"
"Kakkarot, you're in the lab, you passed out." Bulma immediately went to his side as Vegeta said this.
"Hold still, I have to remove this" Goku nodded not looking at her. She grabbed hold of the tiny piece of metal that was visible and tugged it out. Goku groaned as he brought his hands in front of his face inspecting the small hole. He traced the jagged scars with his eyes.
"What did you dream about?" Gohan asked before Vegeta could.
"I'm going to analyze this" Bulma said as she went to the back of the room.
"Yeah, what freaked you out so bad?" Goten stepped next to the medical bed and rested his elbows on it.
"You were all dead, except Vegeta and Videl said some crazy stuff then-then she turned you all into doctors. You got me to the ground and she injected me with something . . . she broke the needle off in my arm and everything went back to normal, then she killed Vegeta and I woke up."
"What . . .?" Vegeta whispered feeling a rattling in his stomach.
"That's why I fainted it scared me so much and surprised me."
"Did it feel real?" Goku nodded at Vegeta. "That dream I told you about Kakkarot it felt real as yours did."
Gohan paced the opposite side of the lab, "How is that possible?"
"How the hell should I know?" Vegeta growled.
A low groan caused them to turn towards Trunks. His blue eyes moved rapidly underneath their lids. Goku sat up putting his weight on his elbows. His black eyes fixed on Trunks. "What is it Dad? Goten asked. Goku slid his feet over the side of the bed, stood up, and went over to Trunks. He shook his shoulder lightly. Trunks jerked away. A single tear rolled down his rosy cheek.
"TRUNKS!" Goku shouted, alarming everyone in the room. Goku shook Trunks harder, the demi-Sayian responded.
" . . . No . . . Goten"
Bright rays of light shined into my blue eyes as I slowly sat up. Goku was still on the medical bed, my Dad by his side playing with Goku's silky hair and whispering things I'm glad I couldn't hear. I got off the couch, groaning, a cramp in my lower back reminded me to never sleep in that position again. I walked over to them.
"Feeling better Goku?" I asked. A grin appeared on Goku's childlike face, the sleepiness suddenly gone from his eyes.
"Yeah . . . Goten's in his room, he wanted to speak to you about something when you woke up."
"Kay . . . thanks." I turned to leave. My Dad's voice followed me as he went back to speaking with Goku. I pushed my purple hair out of my eyes as I went down the hall towards Goten's room. I passed Gohan; he smiled and continued in the opposite direction. I stopped outside of Goten's room; I quickly smoothed my hair back then knocked on the door. The door swung into the room. Goten opened it, a smile never grazed his lips.
"Trunks", his eyes narrowed, an unfamiliar hate in his black depts. "I HATE YOU I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" He shouted and stormed past me.
"What?" I went after him. "Why? What did I-" I grabbed my face, a low throb remained. Goten slapped me! What the hell is his problem? What did I do? I have so many questions; I hope Goten has the answers. I sprinted after him and he went into the lab. I followed him inside. Mom, Dad, Goten, Gohan, and Goku were all in there. Gohan sat in a chair next to the couch that I had been laying on; Goten was now sitting upon it. My Mom was in the back of the room still analyzing the needle. My Dad was still by Goku's side. Ignoring everyone else I went to Goten, I need to know why he hates me. I opened my mouth to speak but another voice drowned out my words.
"What a coincidence, you're all in the same room." I spun around. I know that voice, I've grown to hate it. Goku scrambled off the bed and into my Dad's arms, they scooted backwards towards me. My Mom dropped the needle piece and gasped. Goten and Gohan were up, their knees bent. They were ready to fight.
It was pointless.
She could kill all of us with a flick of her wrist. My heart felt as if it would burst as my Mom's scream cut through the sudden silence. I didn't even notice the black light heading towards Gohan. His cry of anguish filled the room.
"VIDEL STOP!" I heard Goku yell, pain filled my heart as I heard the suffering in his voice. "Please . . ." His shoulders slumped in defeat but my Dad stood tall. He charged forward. "Vegeta NO!"
My mind asked the same question over and over again.
How is she still alive?
I thought she was dead. They said she was dead.
My movements were impaired as my Dad collapsed to the ground, blood dripping from his lips. A puddle of blood surrounded him. "Dad. . ."
Goten was the next to attack, his bravery hit my heart. The Sayian I love, about to die and he hates me. Tears crept down my cheeks as Goten fell at Videl's feet. "No . . . Goten . . ." I whispered my voice slurred by my newly shed tears. Only me and Goku remained. I could hear his heart pounding all the way over here. He suddenly yelled in fury and lunged at her, in a blur of fists he was on his knees holding his side painfully. Videl chuckled as she grabbed his unruly hair. His hair is just like Goten's.
"Trunks run . . . " I snapped out of my trance as I heard Goku's voice. No, I can't leave him here, I don't want to die again. The only thing I can do is run. Before I knew what I was doing, I was running past Videl and Goku, out of the lab and down the hall. No I- I can't believe I- no she'll kill him or worse. I raced down another hall as Goku's familiar cry of pain echoed in the hall and was abruptly cut off. Oh crap, Videl is serious, she wants us all dead. My heart wrenched.
They're all dead, they're all dead.
The thought will never sink in, I'll never accept it. I powered up to Super Sayian gaining much needed speed.
THE DOOR!
I clumsily put my hand on the door knob and pulled it open; my feet went out the door but they never touched the ground. I yelped and turned midair; grasping onto the ledge. Oh crap. I looked down, the ground was gone. This has to be a dream.
"Keep telling yourself that." I glared up at Videl. "If this was a dream then why would this hurt?" Her heeled pumps crushed my fingers. The pain surged through my body, oh Kami it hurts. I tried to ignore the splitting pain but found I couldn't as my fingers crushed under the pressure. I cried out, not caring any more if she saw my pain. She's right, this can't be a dream; dreams don't hurt like hell. If I could find the strength to fly I would, but I couldn't. The weight on my shattered fingers lessened. Oh shit, my fingers can't hold onto the ledge any more. I clawed at the side trying to pull myself up. Oh crap I'm gonna fall.
I'M GONNA DIE!
Again . . .
My fingers slipped as I fell back, the air shoving my hair forward. Her laughed echoed all around me. I screamed out loud trying to release everything. Goten, he hates me. I love him, but he hates me. The green grass neared me. I shut my eyes, please Kami I don't wanna die like this, without telling Goten how I really feel. Goten's voice filled my ears.
"Trunks please wake up, -please we need you . . . " So I did.
Trunk's eyes burst open, everyone jumped back as he screamed, but quickly cut himself off. His eyes franticly searched the room. "Trunks calm down" Goku tried to restrain Trunk's flailing limbs, but was easily pushed away. Vegeta grabbed onto his son.
"TRUNKS" he shouted, his son started to calm.
"No- you're all dead, you're-"
"We're alive. All of us." Trunks' rapid breathing gradually returned to normal. He wrapped his arms around his father, leaning into his broad chest. Then released him.
"It was horrible . . ."
"It's going to be alright, we're all still alive." Vegeta sat down next to him "We need you to tell us what happened."
"Everyone died, I fell, the end."
"Was Videl there?" Goku murmured. Trunks nodded. Goku bit his lip as Goten kneeled in front of Trunks.
"You said my name. Why?"
"You said that you hated me and when Videl killed you that was all I could think of. I'm afraid that you hate me."
"I don't hate you . . . " Goten pulled Trunks to himself and hugged him. "I love you." He kissed Trunks' cheek and pulled away.
Bulma and Gohan walked into the room, their faces grim. "Uh dad . . " Goku went over to them.
"Did you find anything out?" hope filled his black eyes.
"That's what we came in here for, we found . . . Bulma you tell him."
To be continued . . .
Agent 182: Muhahaha a cliff hanger damn hate those. Finally I put up a new chapter. M computer is fixed once again and If I reviewed our fic it was because I was at school. Eh, 30 minutes lunch is not enough time to write this, plus teachers might see it, don't want that. Anyways Ideas are great and I also have important info. Uh lets put this in a really simple form. Goku + Vegeta = . . . Here is a hint, the reason why Goku is getting sick is . . . ? Well if you figure it out which you probably will tell me what you think. The next chapter should be up sometime this week or weekend. I hope you liked it and thanks once again. P.S Amaya when you finish writing or post the fic tell me cuz I'd looooovvve to read it.
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z
Agent 182: Special thanks to everyone who reviewed Christina G. Kate, Kat, Brenant, Spencer 13, Tiffany and Nelia Black, Satanspinner67, amaya, Zaluki, Oh and the answer is yes of course. Um thanks to you again because I like to know what you think. If you have any ideas for characters dreams throw em at me and I'll probably include them unless they're stupid. SCARY they need to be scary. Oh also thanks to those who read it. This chapter has some Trunks/Goten nothing bad just hints at it so yeah if you don't like it ignore them and as always Goku/Vegeta. Not anything either just okay I'll shut up now because you already know this stuff. But um I would like you to throw some ideas for nightmares any character even if they were already used, such as Marron since I know of a certain someone that seems to like that character a lot. *Cough Brendant *cough. So thanks again and I hope you like the chapter! I am so so sorry that I haven't updated my computer broke and I feel really bad, I hope you can forgive me. I won't be updating as much either cuz I'm going to take my time on these but it'll be at least once or twice a week and the next chapter in one and two should be up soon. Thanks
Chapter 3: Jinx me something crazy
"DAMMIT!" Vegeta yelled pulling an unconscious Goku into his arms, he was a lot lighter than he appeared.
"What's wrong with him? He looks sick." Trunks said going next to his dad.
"I don't know. We'll have to wait until he wakes up."
"Bring him to the lab-" Bulma began.
"I know woman!" Vegeta spat as they went towards the direction of the medical bay.
"That had to be some dream for him to freak out like that, he couldn't even keep his own food down." Gohan looked at Bulma for an answer but got none.
"Dad's going to be okay right." Goten asked Trunks; he shrugged. "Oh thanks a lot you could have said 'yeah Goten he'll be fine' but no-"
"Shut up!" Vegeta yelled. Bulma walked next to Vegeta and eyed the metal object protruding from Goku's wrist, still in awe.
"I still don't see how he could have part of a needle in his arm, he never left the room and the only needles are in the lab . . . It doesn't make sense."
"He seemed to be really freaked out before he even saw it. The dream it has to do with this." Gohan spoke as he pushed open the door to the lab so Vegeta could carry Goku in. He laid Goku down on the medical bed (A/N: I don't know what it's called).
Trunks yawned, "I'm tired, I think I'm going to take a nap." He went over to the couch that was by the lab door. He collapsed on the leather couch wondering why he was so tired as his eyes slowly shut.
The Sayian on the medical bed's eyes fluttered open, he looked up at them through heavy lashes. "Huh? Where-"
"Kakkarot, you're in the lab, you passed out." Bulma immediately went to his side as Vegeta said this.
"Hold still, I have to remove this" Goku nodded not looking at her. She grabbed hold of the tiny piece of metal that was visible and tugged it out. Goku groaned as he brought his hands in front of his face inspecting the small hole. He traced the jagged scars with his eyes.
"What did you dream about?" Gohan asked before Vegeta could.
"I'm going to analyze this" Bulma said as she went to the back of the room.
"Yeah, what freaked you out so bad?" Goten stepped next to the medical bed and rested his elbows on it.
"You were all dead, except Vegeta and Videl said some crazy stuff then-then she turned you all into doctors. You got me to the ground and she injected me with something . . . she broke the needle off in my arm and everything went back to normal, then she killed Vegeta and I woke up."
"What . . .?" Vegeta whispered feeling a rattling in his stomach.
"That's why I fainted it scared me so much and surprised me."
"Did it feel real?" Goku nodded at Vegeta. "That dream I told you about Kakkarot it felt real as yours did."
Gohan paced the opposite side of the lab, "How is that possible?"
"How the hell should I know?" Vegeta growled.
A low groan caused them to turn towards Trunks. His blue eyes moved rapidly underneath their lids. Goku sat up putting his weight on his elbows. His black eyes fixed on Trunks. "What is it Dad? Goten asked. Goku slid his feet over the side of the bed, stood up, and went over to Trunks. He shook his shoulder lightly. Trunks jerked away. A single tear rolled down his rosy cheek.
"TRUNKS!" Goku shouted, alarming everyone in the room. Goku shook Trunks harder, the demi-Sayian responded.
" . . . No . . . Goten"
Bright rays of light shined into my blue eyes as I slowly sat up. Goku was still on the medical bed, my Dad by his side playing with Goku's silky hair and whispering things I'm glad I couldn't hear. I got off the couch, groaning, a cramp in my lower back reminded me to never sleep in that position again. I walked over to them.
"Feeling better Goku?" I asked. A grin appeared on Goku's childlike face, the sleepiness suddenly gone from his eyes.
"Yeah . . . Goten's in his room, he wanted to speak to you about something when you woke up."
"Kay . . . thanks." I turned to leave. My Dad's voice followed me as he went back to speaking with Goku. I pushed my purple hair out of my eyes as I went down the hall towards Goten's room. I passed Gohan; he smiled and continued in the opposite direction. I stopped outside of Goten's room; I quickly smoothed my hair back then knocked on the door. The door swung into the room. Goten opened it, a smile never grazed his lips.
"Trunks", his eyes narrowed, an unfamiliar hate in his black depts. "I HATE YOU I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" He shouted and stormed past me.
"What?" I went after him. "Why? What did I-" I grabbed my face, a low throb remained. Goten slapped me! What the hell is his problem? What did I do? I have so many questions; I hope Goten has the answers. I sprinted after him and he went into the lab. I followed him inside. Mom, Dad, Goten, Gohan, and Goku were all in there. Gohan sat in a chair next to the couch that I had been laying on; Goten was now sitting upon it. My Mom was in the back of the room still analyzing the needle. My Dad was still by Goku's side. Ignoring everyone else I went to Goten, I need to know why he hates me. I opened my mouth to speak but another voice drowned out my words.
"What a coincidence, you're all in the same room." I spun around. I know that voice, I've grown to hate it. Goku scrambled off the bed and into my Dad's arms, they scooted backwards towards me. My Mom dropped the needle piece and gasped. Goten and Gohan were up, their knees bent. They were ready to fight.
It was pointless.
She could kill all of us with a flick of her wrist. My heart felt as if it would burst as my Mom's scream cut through the sudden silence. I didn't even notice the black light heading towards Gohan. His cry of anguish filled the room.
"VIDEL STOP!" I heard Goku yell, pain filled my heart as I heard the suffering in his voice. "Please . . ." His shoulders slumped in defeat but my Dad stood tall. He charged forward. "Vegeta NO!"
My mind asked the same question over and over again.
How is she still alive?
I thought she was dead. They said she was dead.
My movements were impaired as my Dad collapsed to the ground, blood dripping from his lips. A puddle of blood surrounded him. "Dad. . ."
Goten was the next to attack, his bravery hit my heart. The Sayian I love, about to die and he hates me. Tears crept down my cheeks as Goten fell at Videl's feet. "No . . . Goten . . ." I whispered my voice slurred by my newly shed tears. Only me and Goku remained. I could hear his heart pounding all the way over here. He suddenly yelled in fury and lunged at her, in a blur of fists he was on his knees holding his side painfully. Videl chuckled as she grabbed his unruly hair. His hair is just like Goten's.
"Trunks run . . . " I snapped out of my trance as I heard Goku's voice. No, I can't leave him here, I don't want to die again. The only thing I can do is run. Before I knew what I was doing, I was running past Videl and Goku, out of the lab and down the hall. No I- I can't believe I- no she'll kill him or worse. I raced down another hall as Goku's familiar cry of pain echoed in the hall and was abruptly cut off. Oh crap, Videl is serious, she wants us all dead. My heart wrenched.
They're all dead, they're all dead.
The thought will never sink in, I'll never accept it. I powered up to Super Sayian gaining much needed speed.
THE DOOR!
I clumsily put my hand on the door knob and pulled it open; my feet went out the door but they never touched the ground. I yelped and turned midair; grasping onto the ledge. Oh crap. I looked down, the ground was gone. This has to be a dream.
"Keep telling yourself that." I glared up at Videl. "If this was a dream then why would this hurt?" Her heeled pumps crushed my fingers. The pain surged through my body, oh Kami it hurts. I tried to ignore the splitting pain but found I couldn't as my fingers crushed under the pressure. I cried out, not caring any more if she saw my pain. She's right, this can't be a dream; dreams don't hurt like hell. If I could find the strength to fly I would, but I couldn't. The weight on my shattered fingers lessened. Oh shit, my fingers can't hold onto the ledge any more. I clawed at the side trying to pull myself up. Oh crap I'm gonna fall.
I'M GONNA DIE!
Again . . .
My fingers slipped as I fell back, the air shoving my hair forward. Her laughed echoed all around me. I screamed out loud trying to release everything. Goten, he hates me. I love him, but he hates me. The green grass neared me. I shut my eyes, please Kami I don't wanna die like this, without telling Goten how I really feel. Goten's voice filled my ears.
"Trunks please wake up, -please we need you . . . " So I did.
Trunk's eyes burst open, everyone jumped back as he screamed, but quickly cut himself off. His eyes franticly searched the room. "Trunks calm down" Goku tried to restrain Trunk's flailing limbs, but was easily pushed away. Vegeta grabbed onto his son.
"TRUNKS" he shouted, his son started to calm.
"No- you're all dead, you're-"
"We're alive. All of us." Trunks' rapid breathing gradually returned to normal. He wrapped his arms around his father, leaning into his broad chest. Then released him.
"It was horrible . . ."
"It's going to be alright, we're all still alive." Vegeta sat down next to him "We need you to tell us what happened."
"Everyone died, I fell, the end."
"Was Videl there?" Goku murmured. Trunks nodded. Goku bit his lip as Goten kneeled in front of Trunks.
"You said my name. Why?"
"You said that you hated me and when Videl killed you that was all I could think of. I'm afraid that you hate me."
"I don't hate you . . . " Goten pulled Trunks to himself and hugged him. "I love you." He kissed Trunks' cheek and pulled away.
Bulma and Gohan walked into the room, their faces grim. "Uh dad . . " Goku went over to them.
"Did you find anything out?" hope filled his black eyes.
"That's what we came in here for, we found . . . Bulma you tell him."
To be continued . . .
Agent 182: Muhahaha a cliff hanger damn hate those. Finally I put up a new chapter. M computer is fixed once again and If I reviewed our fic it was because I was at school. Eh, 30 minutes lunch is not enough time to write this, plus teachers might see it, don't want that. Anyways Ideas are great and I also have important info. Uh lets put this in a really simple form. Goku + Vegeta = . . . Here is a hint, the reason why Goku is getting sick is . . . ? Well if you figure it out which you probably will tell me what you think. The next chapter should be up sometime this week or weekend. I hope you liked it and thanks once again. P.S Amaya when you finish writing or post the fic tell me cuz I'd looooovvve to read it.