Hey, hopefully I can get this chapter out a lot quicker... really sorry about
the last one. I don't own DBZ. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here writing
about it... I would be making more episodes... hehehe ^_^
Two weeks after her Dad's death: Ren's mother grabbed her arm. "What's this? Ren, have you been cutting yourself?"
Ren pulled her arm away. She grasped it in her right hand, letting her thumb slide slowly over the scabbed flesh. "No, I..." It was no good; she couldn't lie. "I missed the vein."
"Why?"
Her mother's caring voice echoed through her mind. Constantly asking her why she did it. Why she was there; living. Millions of questions raced through her mind as she plunged into the cold water. Salt filled her nostrils, and she knew no more.
"Vegeta!" Bulma's shrill call followed him. He threw his back moodily against the nearest palm tree. "What the hell is wrong with you? She nearly died, do you know that?" "Yes woman! I know what happened." He gaze wondered over to her. "Well, you're listening. That's a start." She shot back icily. He rolled his eyes away from her piercing gaze. "What do you want me to do about it? You've already saved her." Vegeta shifted his weight to the other foot. He stared at the ocean, daring it to challenge him. "Why are you being so difficult?" "Answer this: When am I not difficult in your opinion?" Vegeta glared at Bulma and took off across the water. She stomped her foot and wheeled around. With a loud noise of disgust she went back to the hotel.
Ren's head throbbed. Pain in her neck, back, head, eyes, and hunger escalated to a roar of her body calling out millions of needs. She just wanted to sleep. Suddenly there was light. It pierced through the thin skin of her eyelids; causing a wave of new pain in her head. "Ren?" It was that guy: the purple-haired guy from the cliff. Ren's brow creased. "Go away!" She managed weakly. "Leave me alone!" He ignored her weak, dry threats and simply asked, "Are you feeling any better?" ~ What does he mean? My head is pounding, I'm hungry, my back is stinging... how could that be better? ~ "I won't be until you are out of my fucking life!" Her eyes slit open and she gazed around to find the man. When she did, she glared. She didn't care if he was being kind. She didn't care that he looked genuinely concerned. She didn't care. He was one of the people that had ruined the perfect vacation with her family, and he was going to die and burn in hell, just like the rest of them. "Ren, I'm sorry. We didn't know that you would react so violently." He took a step closer. "Get away from me! I hate you! I hate you all!!" Tears welled up, and her throat was pulsing to keep the sobs from escaping. "Relax, it's okay." ~ He is so calm. Fuck him! Why the hell isn't he angry? ~ Ren didn't realize how bad she just wanted to yell at someone. When she yelled she didn't have to cry. Hate burned deep in her heart. Her back burned, but she still tensed her muscles and sat up. The light from the room penetrated her pupils and burned the very depths of her mind, but she still rose from the bed. There was an IV in her left hand. She ripped it out; tearing her skin. It burned. It felt wonderful. She turned her head to stare at the purple-haired man. Her eyes narrowed and she sneered at his awed look. In front of her was a glass window. With a slight running start, she dived. Bits of glass tore her skin as she watched her blood flow through the air. Slowly and gracefully it floated downwards in small blobbed lines. She did a summersault in mid-air; and was suddenly flying off towards the horizon.
Ren scanned the sea beneath her; rippling waves she was flying over. She held her left hand, the bleeding slowed. This feeling in her gut: warmth. It was like a sixth sense. She could feel the air around her. As if it was something solid. The scariest thing about all this was that if she relaxed her thoughts she could sense people. It was like she heard them to the right of her or behind her, but she wasn't using her ears. She just knew they were there. It was easiest to sense certain people. They stood out: like black dots on a white paper. She concentrated her mind on one of them. Information about the person suddenly flooded her mind. It was male. He was strong. It was... she concentrated harder ~ Vegeta! ~ She turned to face his... ~ ...energy... ~ and flew towards it. When she thought that she was within a mile of Vegeta she stopped. Something changed about him. He moved and she knew that he knew she was there. Her stomach felt as if she was on a roller coaster and the car had just dropped off the first hill. She took a breath and held it. ~ He is going to find me, what do I do? ~ Before she could even think of what to do, he stopped. ~ What's he doing? I'm right- I can't sense myself! ~ That was it. Ren couldn't sense herself, so he must have lost her too. She slowly lowered herself to the ground. She felt her senses kick in. Lowering her body to the ground, she moved towards his energy, but it disappeared. ~ Dammit, he's isn't as thick as he looks ~ The grasses around her swayed. The wind blew them and it was impossible to tell the wind from her prey. ~ Shit. I'm not going to be able to do this. I can't concentrate. I'll just get my fight. ~ She flew up, scanning the land below her. Her thoughts strayed to the amazing talent she had suddenly acquired until there was a voice. "Why are you here?" Vegeta's snarl sounded intensely annoyed. "Funny, I was going to ask you that." She looked down on him; making him feel less that dominate. He flew up to her eye level. "I believe that I recall telling you that I didn't want you to be a part of your life, did we forget that in our little trip over the cliff?" He insulted. "No, I wouldn't be lucky enough to forget your ugly face." She let the warm feeling creep back into her stomach. "Ouch. That hurt." Vegeta stated dryly and rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go find someone that is looking for you?" He turned and went to fly off but Ren was faster than he thought. She stood in front of him; glaring. "I'm not done with you." Her grin spread maliciously. "You're gonna regret messing with me." To her displeasure he laughed. "You think you can fight me. Don't make me laugh girl. You wouldn't even be good for a punching..." Without warning she had suddenly kicked him in the gut again. He couldn't keep the surprised look off of his face. "Blah, blah, blah. I am God to me. And you suc- Oh! My spleen!" Ren imitated the short man in front of her. He straightened, eyes narrowed with an intense hatred Ren had never experienced. It was palpable. Her stomach somersaulted as she felt his energy rising. He balled his fists and slightly bent his arms. Yelling, his body emitted a wave of energy that made Ren almost feel nauseous. His hair grew blond, and with one last scream his energy settled. "Can you challenge this girl?" "Of course I can. Will I, is the question isn't it?" Ren cheeked. She smiled beautifully, revealing straight teeth. Having a small girly moment, she flipped her hair and raced off. Vegeta smirked. So she wasn't thick, she was still a bitch. He powered down. "Fuck you too." Turning he flew back to his home to train.
Goku stood with his back to the young saiyan. Ren was not going to be willing in joining them. "Trunks, I don't know what to do." He felt her energy moving around the pacific in bursts. She was enjoying her freedom. "Let her get used to it. She just found out she has the ability to fly, and it seems that she has talked with Dad. Let's go talk to him." He knew that his dad probably hadn't made it any better, but at least he might know what to do. "Okay." Goku wheeled around smiling at a puzzled Trunks. The younger saiyan gave a half-hearted grin and took off towards his house.
Ren landed with about thirty people gaping at her. Her self-consciousness would have to wait. ~ Where am I? ~ She knew it was California, but she couldn't tell where. Her only mapping system was by the clusters of people's energy she could sense. Her stomach growled and she marched past the people looking like cods to find food. An outdoor café was just to the left of her, there was no line. She dug in her pocket. Twenty dollars would have to do. Ordering just about everything that she could with her limited cash, she took off with the cashier giving her another gaping look. She picked a spot on the coast to land and eat. Just as she ate her last piece of pizza (she had about five by now) she crumpled hot dog wrappers and chip bags and flew back to the café to throw her trash out. "Freak!" The cashier screamed as she landed. "Don't you get any closer! I'll call the cops on you!" "Whatever." Ren rolled her eyes and dropped her trash in the can. "I'm leaving. Have a nice day." She added sarcastically. She could feel the cashiers eyes follow her into the air. ~ So it isn't a good idea to fly around normal people. Who gives a fuck? I'll just beat the hell out of anyone that cares to challenge me. ~ Her mood had not improved with food. After a few minutes of flying she dectected two other powers coming her way. Grinning she stopped and waited for their arrival. ~ Goku and Trunks I presume. What a surprise to meet you two out here. ~ They sensed her and flew more cautiously. ~ They won't avoid me. They can't. I know they know I know. ~ She smiled at the confusing thought. This was going to be fun.
Two weeks after her Dad's death: Ren's mother grabbed her arm. "What's this? Ren, have you been cutting yourself?"
Ren pulled her arm away. She grasped it in her right hand, letting her thumb slide slowly over the scabbed flesh. "No, I..." It was no good; she couldn't lie. "I missed the vein."
"Why?"
Her mother's caring voice echoed through her mind. Constantly asking her why she did it. Why she was there; living. Millions of questions raced through her mind as she plunged into the cold water. Salt filled her nostrils, and she knew no more.
"Vegeta!" Bulma's shrill call followed him. He threw his back moodily against the nearest palm tree. "What the hell is wrong with you? She nearly died, do you know that?" "Yes woman! I know what happened." He gaze wondered over to her. "Well, you're listening. That's a start." She shot back icily. He rolled his eyes away from her piercing gaze. "What do you want me to do about it? You've already saved her." Vegeta shifted his weight to the other foot. He stared at the ocean, daring it to challenge him. "Why are you being so difficult?" "Answer this: When am I not difficult in your opinion?" Vegeta glared at Bulma and took off across the water. She stomped her foot and wheeled around. With a loud noise of disgust she went back to the hotel.
Ren's head throbbed. Pain in her neck, back, head, eyes, and hunger escalated to a roar of her body calling out millions of needs. She just wanted to sleep. Suddenly there was light. It pierced through the thin skin of her eyelids; causing a wave of new pain in her head. "Ren?" It was that guy: the purple-haired guy from the cliff. Ren's brow creased. "Go away!" She managed weakly. "Leave me alone!" He ignored her weak, dry threats and simply asked, "Are you feeling any better?" ~ What does he mean? My head is pounding, I'm hungry, my back is stinging... how could that be better? ~ "I won't be until you are out of my fucking life!" Her eyes slit open and she gazed around to find the man. When she did, she glared. She didn't care if he was being kind. She didn't care that he looked genuinely concerned. She didn't care. He was one of the people that had ruined the perfect vacation with her family, and he was going to die and burn in hell, just like the rest of them. "Ren, I'm sorry. We didn't know that you would react so violently." He took a step closer. "Get away from me! I hate you! I hate you all!!" Tears welled up, and her throat was pulsing to keep the sobs from escaping. "Relax, it's okay." ~ He is so calm. Fuck him! Why the hell isn't he angry? ~ Ren didn't realize how bad she just wanted to yell at someone. When she yelled she didn't have to cry. Hate burned deep in her heart. Her back burned, but she still tensed her muscles and sat up. The light from the room penetrated her pupils and burned the very depths of her mind, but she still rose from the bed. There was an IV in her left hand. She ripped it out; tearing her skin. It burned. It felt wonderful. She turned her head to stare at the purple-haired man. Her eyes narrowed and she sneered at his awed look. In front of her was a glass window. With a slight running start, she dived. Bits of glass tore her skin as she watched her blood flow through the air. Slowly and gracefully it floated downwards in small blobbed lines. She did a summersault in mid-air; and was suddenly flying off towards the horizon.
Ren scanned the sea beneath her; rippling waves she was flying over. She held her left hand, the bleeding slowed. This feeling in her gut: warmth. It was like a sixth sense. She could feel the air around her. As if it was something solid. The scariest thing about all this was that if she relaxed her thoughts she could sense people. It was like she heard them to the right of her or behind her, but she wasn't using her ears. She just knew they were there. It was easiest to sense certain people. They stood out: like black dots on a white paper. She concentrated her mind on one of them. Information about the person suddenly flooded her mind. It was male. He was strong. It was... she concentrated harder ~ Vegeta! ~ She turned to face his... ~ ...energy... ~ and flew towards it. When she thought that she was within a mile of Vegeta she stopped. Something changed about him. He moved and she knew that he knew she was there. Her stomach felt as if she was on a roller coaster and the car had just dropped off the first hill. She took a breath and held it. ~ He is going to find me, what do I do? ~ Before she could even think of what to do, he stopped. ~ What's he doing? I'm right- I can't sense myself! ~ That was it. Ren couldn't sense herself, so he must have lost her too. She slowly lowered herself to the ground. She felt her senses kick in. Lowering her body to the ground, she moved towards his energy, but it disappeared. ~ Dammit, he's isn't as thick as he looks ~ The grasses around her swayed. The wind blew them and it was impossible to tell the wind from her prey. ~ Shit. I'm not going to be able to do this. I can't concentrate. I'll just get my fight. ~ She flew up, scanning the land below her. Her thoughts strayed to the amazing talent she had suddenly acquired until there was a voice. "Why are you here?" Vegeta's snarl sounded intensely annoyed. "Funny, I was going to ask you that." She looked down on him; making him feel less that dominate. He flew up to her eye level. "I believe that I recall telling you that I didn't want you to be a part of your life, did we forget that in our little trip over the cliff?" He insulted. "No, I wouldn't be lucky enough to forget your ugly face." She let the warm feeling creep back into her stomach. "Ouch. That hurt." Vegeta stated dryly and rolled his eyes. "Why don't you go find someone that is looking for you?" He turned and went to fly off but Ren was faster than he thought. She stood in front of him; glaring. "I'm not done with you." Her grin spread maliciously. "You're gonna regret messing with me." To her displeasure he laughed. "You think you can fight me. Don't make me laugh girl. You wouldn't even be good for a punching..." Without warning she had suddenly kicked him in the gut again. He couldn't keep the surprised look off of his face. "Blah, blah, blah. I am God to me. And you suc- Oh! My spleen!" Ren imitated the short man in front of her. He straightened, eyes narrowed with an intense hatred Ren had never experienced. It was palpable. Her stomach somersaulted as she felt his energy rising. He balled his fists and slightly bent his arms. Yelling, his body emitted a wave of energy that made Ren almost feel nauseous. His hair grew blond, and with one last scream his energy settled. "Can you challenge this girl?" "Of course I can. Will I, is the question isn't it?" Ren cheeked. She smiled beautifully, revealing straight teeth. Having a small girly moment, she flipped her hair and raced off. Vegeta smirked. So she wasn't thick, she was still a bitch. He powered down. "Fuck you too." Turning he flew back to his home to train.
Goku stood with his back to the young saiyan. Ren was not going to be willing in joining them. "Trunks, I don't know what to do." He felt her energy moving around the pacific in bursts. She was enjoying her freedom. "Let her get used to it. She just found out she has the ability to fly, and it seems that she has talked with Dad. Let's go talk to him." He knew that his dad probably hadn't made it any better, but at least he might know what to do. "Okay." Goku wheeled around smiling at a puzzled Trunks. The younger saiyan gave a half-hearted grin and took off towards his house.
Ren landed with about thirty people gaping at her. Her self-consciousness would have to wait. ~ Where am I? ~ She knew it was California, but she couldn't tell where. Her only mapping system was by the clusters of people's energy she could sense. Her stomach growled and she marched past the people looking like cods to find food. An outdoor café was just to the left of her, there was no line. She dug in her pocket. Twenty dollars would have to do. Ordering just about everything that she could with her limited cash, she took off with the cashier giving her another gaping look. She picked a spot on the coast to land and eat. Just as she ate her last piece of pizza (she had about five by now) she crumpled hot dog wrappers and chip bags and flew back to the café to throw her trash out. "Freak!" The cashier screamed as she landed. "Don't you get any closer! I'll call the cops on you!" "Whatever." Ren rolled her eyes and dropped her trash in the can. "I'm leaving. Have a nice day." She added sarcastically. She could feel the cashiers eyes follow her into the air. ~ So it isn't a good idea to fly around normal people. Who gives a fuck? I'll just beat the hell out of anyone that cares to challenge me. ~ Her mood had not improved with food. After a few minutes of flying she dectected two other powers coming her way. Grinning she stopped and waited for their arrival. ~ Goku and Trunks I presume. What a surprise to meet you two out here. ~ They sensed her and flew more cautiously. ~ They won't avoid me. They can't. I know they know I know. ~ She smiled at the confusing thought. This was going to be fun.
