Ahh. right before I start, yes I agree, the previous chap was kinda
dramatic. What's life without a lil' excitement eh? So with that, off I
go!
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"Some form of night terror."
"What? You got me worried over a nightmare??"
"Night terrors are some form of nightmare, only worse, the victim dealing with it is fighting against his own sub-consciousness. He can only fight it off himself, not much external help can be done. Sometimes touching him makes it worse, the only thing one can usually do is just sit back and watch the victim suffer."
". I. see."
Sanzo turned his gaze back at the whimpering form of Goku and sighed.
//sanzo..//
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"AHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
A heart-rending scream tore out from the writhing body on the bed. This time, the eyelids had flown open to reveal eyes, unseen to the world, its vision patronizing somewhere else.
The scream resounded both mentally and physically to Sanzo, causing it to be twice as loud. It was quite annoying. Sanzo almost winced at the volume of it. He wasn't very much used to hearing loud noises, much less screams, and even much less of it coming from Goku. Wait. Goku never screamed like this, yes, in anguish, but never in such terror. The eyes. usually filled with such emotion, now dulled slightly, but opened so wide in terror, Sanzo wanted to do something but there was nothing to do. He felt so helpless, it was annoying. The blank eyes, so unnerving, so cold.
What Sanzo found even more annoying was that the doctor did not even show any reaction to the noises that the saru was making. The first few the doctor probably had an excuse since the screams were resounding in his head, not in the room. But now that the screams were out in the open for real, he just sat there, calmly, arms folded, legs crossed. It was almost like it was some random thing he sees everyday, which probably was one of the few, but it was annoying nonetheless that the doctor was calm, but Sanzo was not. To describe it more clearly in Sanzo terms,
Sanzo was disturbed.
And that was a feat by itself.
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The doctor was watching Sanzo discreetly, oh no, not that he wasn't paying attention to the patient mind you, its just that watching Sanzo was much more fascinating that the screaming, writhing body on the bed. No, the doctor wasn't a sadistic, mad bastard, it was just that seeing so much of these sorts of things, he was basically quite used to it, you could call, somewhat immune to it rather. Besides there was nothing he could do anyway. Doing anything at that point of time could make it worse.
The doctor was "immune" to the screams, but what amused him was that the cold monk wasn't. He was amused that the monk had somewhat lost his cool and was slightly fidgeting in his chair.
"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
'Wow, that was a loud one. He saw the monks face slightly twitch. Damn, the doctor almost betted a wince for that one, judging from the volume. But, oh well, this was Sanzo, a twitch was hard enough to come by. Heck, almost any facial contortment was hard enough to come by. The doctor almost wanted to grin, if he wasn't in this situation, or rather, if he wasn't in such violent company. Still, it was quite worrying how what he thought to be a simple cold could evolve into something so drastic. Maybe the little guy has had a strenuous month; usually people who succumb to stress take longer to recover. The cure is relatively quite simple, rest. But not many of the patience suffering from it take his advice. It's usually met up with "Can't -sniff- too -achOO- busy." Quite silly though, since they're just dragging the annoying virus with them longer. Opps, I'm side tracking, where was I? Oh yes, the monk. Strange that fell-'
The sudden sharp breathing interrupted the doctor. He heard a large intake of breath and braced himself for it.
"ARGHHHHHhhhhh."
Strange ending to that scream. It was almost as if the patient was smothered over by something. He looked up and gave a small gasp of his own.
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// Goku was walking around the strangely blank landscape. His stomach felt like it was being twisted so tightly, he could hardly breathe. He had a bad feeling about this, really bad, it almost made his want to throw up, but there was nothing in his stomach to regurgitate. He hadn't eaten since when? He couldn't remember. He didn't have much of an appetite then, but now it was almost coming back in full force. Goku was busy being miserable with his empty stomach; he barely realized the change in landscape around him.
Goku looked up to see trees and flowers. He almost marveled at their beauty. He was in fact going to marvel at their beauty if they didn't start to wither and melt at his feet, forming pools of blood at the process. He started to back away from them; the blankness was better than blood, anytime.
Backing away only succeeded in one thing, bringing him into another landscape. The sun was setting in this one, he seemed to be on a cliff judging from the steep angle the land cut off from the sides.
'I hope this is better.' Goku nervously thought.
Three figures materialized close to the edge of the cliff.
'They look awfully familiar.' Goku thought.
A familiar glint of gold emitted from one of the familiar figure's head, almost blending with the rays from the setting sun.
Realization dawned in on Goku. He had never felt happier in his entire life. He started to brisk walk to the familiar figures; it soon evolved into a jog, a run, then a full-fledged sprint.
'I'm not alone! They came back! They didn't leave me!' Goku thought as he neared the figures. He stopped right in front of them. Their backs were still facing him. He thought that as strange as he had made so much noise running to them, but that thought was fleeting, his joy overrode it.
He was about to holler his greeting when Gojyo slowly turned around to face him.
'Oh, he's gonna pick a fight with me eh? Fine, I'll let him.' Goku thought as he placed on an arrogant stance and crossed his arms.
Gojyo, by now had turned fully around. He looked strange to Goku. Somewhat, off. The suspicion grew as Gojyo took one step backwards.
"Eh ero kappa, don't go to close to the edg-" Goku didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. Gojyo had taken one look at him before leaning slightly backwards, and propelled himself off the edge of the cliff.
"GOJYO!" Goku yelled out as the tried to grasp Gojyo's hand but all he managed to grasp was thin air. Goku watched, with wide eyes, as the darkness of the neverending chasms below swallowed one of his best friends up. Only when his best friend completely disappeared, did he give an anguished scream of his own. ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~
ohh boy. that's one bad cliff hanger, but I'm sorry, I'm out of time! Gotta go, will return soon so don't worry! Cya!
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"Some form of night terror."
"What? You got me worried over a nightmare??"
"Night terrors are some form of nightmare, only worse, the victim dealing with it is fighting against his own sub-consciousness. He can only fight it off himself, not much external help can be done. Sometimes touching him makes it worse, the only thing one can usually do is just sit back and watch the victim suffer."
". I. see."
Sanzo turned his gaze back at the whimpering form of Goku and sighed.
//sanzo..//
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"AHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
A heart-rending scream tore out from the writhing body on the bed. This time, the eyelids had flown open to reveal eyes, unseen to the world, its vision patronizing somewhere else.
The scream resounded both mentally and physically to Sanzo, causing it to be twice as loud. It was quite annoying. Sanzo almost winced at the volume of it. He wasn't very much used to hearing loud noises, much less screams, and even much less of it coming from Goku. Wait. Goku never screamed like this, yes, in anguish, but never in such terror. The eyes. usually filled with such emotion, now dulled slightly, but opened so wide in terror, Sanzo wanted to do something but there was nothing to do. He felt so helpless, it was annoying. The blank eyes, so unnerving, so cold.
What Sanzo found even more annoying was that the doctor did not even show any reaction to the noises that the saru was making. The first few the doctor probably had an excuse since the screams were resounding in his head, not in the room. But now that the screams were out in the open for real, he just sat there, calmly, arms folded, legs crossed. It was almost like it was some random thing he sees everyday, which probably was one of the few, but it was annoying nonetheless that the doctor was calm, but Sanzo was not. To describe it more clearly in Sanzo terms,
Sanzo was disturbed.
And that was a feat by itself.
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The doctor was watching Sanzo discreetly, oh no, not that he wasn't paying attention to the patient mind you, its just that watching Sanzo was much more fascinating that the screaming, writhing body on the bed. No, the doctor wasn't a sadistic, mad bastard, it was just that seeing so much of these sorts of things, he was basically quite used to it, you could call, somewhat immune to it rather. Besides there was nothing he could do anyway. Doing anything at that point of time could make it worse.
The doctor was "immune" to the screams, but what amused him was that the cold monk wasn't. He was amused that the monk had somewhat lost his cool and was slightly fidgeting in his chair.
"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
'Wow, that was a loud one. He saw the monks face slightly twitch. Damn, the doctor almost betted a wince for that one, judging from the volume. But, oh well, this was Sanzo, a twitch was hard enough to come by. Heck, almost any facial contortment was hard enough to come by. The doctor almost wanted to grin, if he wasn't in this situation, or rather, if he wasn't in such violent company. Still, it was quite worrying how what he thought to be a simple cold could evolve into something so drastic. Maybe the little guy has had a strenuous month; usually people who succumb to stress take longer to recover. The cure is relatively quite simple, rest. But not many of the patience suffering from it take his advice. It's usually met up with "Can't -sniff- too -achOO- busy." Quite silly though, since they're just dragging the annoying virus with them longer. Opps, I'm side tracking, where was I? Oh yes, the monk. Strange that fell-'
The sudden sharp breathing interrupted the doctor. He heard a large intake of breath and braced himself for it.
"ARGHHHHHhhhhh."
Strange ending to that scream. It was almost as if the patient was smothered over by something. He looked up and gave a small gasp of his own.
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// Goku was walking around the strangely blank landscape. His stomach felt like it was being twisted so tightly, he could hardly breathe. He had a bad feeling about this, really bad, it almost made his want to throw up, but there was nothing in his stomach to regurgitate. He hadn't eaten since when? He couldn't remember. He didn't have much of an appetite then, but now it was almost coming back in full force. Goku was busy being miserable with his empty stomach; he barely realized the change in landscape around him.
Goku looked up to see trees and flowers. He almost marveled at their beauty. He was in fact going to marvel at their beauty if they didn't start to wither and melt at his feet, forming pools of blood at the process. He started to back away from them; the blankness was better than blood, anytime.
Backing away only succeeded in one thing, bringing him into another landscape. The sun was setting in this one, he seemed to be on a cliff judging from the steep angle the land cut off from the sides.
'I hope this is better.' Goku nervously thought.
Three figures materialized close to the edge of the cliff.
'They look awfully familiar.' Goku thought.
A familiar glint of gold emitted from one of the familiar figure's head, almost blending with the rays from the setting sun.
Realization dawned in on Goku. He had never felt happier in his entire life. He started to brisk walk to the familiar figures; it soon evolved into a jog, a run, then a full-fledged sprint.
'I'm not alone! They came back! They didn't leave me!' Goku thought as he neared the figures. He stopped right in front of them. Their backs were still facing him. He thought that as strange as he had made so much noise running to them, but that thought was fleeting, his joy overrode it.
He was about to holler his greeting when Gojyo slowly turned around to face him.
'Oh, he's gonna pick a fight with me eh? Fine, I'll let him.' Goku thought as he placed on an arrogant stance and crossed his arms.
Gojyo, by now had turned fully around. He looked strange to Goku. Somewhat, off. The suspicion grew as Gojyo took one step backwards.
"Eh ero kappa, don't go to close to the edg-" Goku didn't get a chance to finish his sentence. Gojyo had taken one look at him before leaning slightly backwards, and propelled himself off the edge of the cliff.
"GOJYO!" Goku yelled out as the tried to grasp Gojyo's hand but all he managed to grasp was thin air. Goku watched, with wide eyes, as the darkness of the neverending chasms below swallowed one of his best friends up. Only when his best friend completely disappeared, did he give an anguished scream of his own. ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~
ohh boy. that's one bad cliff hanger, but I'm sorry, I'm out of time! Gotta go, will return soon so don't worry! Cya!