Disclaimer: I don't own any DBZ characters, I wish
WARNINGS: little bit on cuss words
Words in '.....' means some one is thinking
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Chapter 1
Keep It All In Side
A small stream of light flickered lightly over the dull blue bed sheet. The light was coming through a tiny hole in the curtains of a rather small window.
The occupant of this room never seemed to mind the light though because of the fact that she was usually busy on her small bed (A.N. NOT THAT WAY!!) where she lay fast asleep in her dream world.
You may think her dream world is a wonderful fantasyland filled with fairies and such, but it most definitely is not.
Every night for the past two weeks all she has had was a horrible nightmare that would make her wake covered in sweat and tears running down her face. It was a living hell for her.
She didn't know how long she would be able to take it.
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Kia woke with a start screaming bloody murder. She had the dream again. Rising to her feet slowly she walked over to her bathroom mirror.
Her skin was cold and clammy and her face pale, extremely different from her usual tan soft skin. Her fair black hair was ratted and tangled from tossing and turning all night. Even her dark emerald green eyes had a glazed look over them.
She could see the dry trail of tears where they once flowed freely. This dream was tearing her up from the inside out and she knew it. The only thing she didn't know was what it meant and why she was having it.
She walked over to her bed and sat down reflecting on her dream. She was running, from what she didn't know but just knew that she had to run.
The path, she remember, was long, narrow, and a blood red color. All around her was darkness. She could barely see. 'Keep going, just keep going,' she would tell herself.
She would run until she was almost sinking into the path as though it where quick sand. She would stumble on the thickening path and fall down into the murk and sink down and down till she couldn't breath but she didn't die.
Instead she saw images, images of her childhood. She would see her parents screaming at each other through the bars of her stairs. Eventually the fight would get so heated up that he father would hit her mother and she would fall to the ground crying out in pain.
She whimpered, hidden in her spot on the stairs, hoping he wouldn't hear her and come after her too. No suck luck. Tears gather up in her eyes just by thinking of the horrible memory.
Then everything would go black again. The images would then skip up to her life as a teenager. She would look around, calling to anyone who might hear her. Then he would appear, Raymond, her ex-boyfriend.
Yeah Raymond and her had good memories together, but only in public. Behind closed doors, though, he was a completely different man. He would beat on her as though she were his worst enemy.
She never found out why he would hit her, even after his death he still haunted her. She blamed it on the drugs though, who wouldn't.
That's when the worst part of the dream would come. She would be swimming, swimming in an endless pool of blood. The blood would seem to pull her down into its depths.
It would hold her there till she couldn't breath, till she would take in mouthfuls of the liquid and it would fill her lungs as she tried to breath any type of air.
All her friend faces would appear before her dead as stone, eyes wide. They would start saying "It's all your fault we're dead, its because your weak. You could never do anything good for anyone else. Just look at what you did to us!" They would scream and yell at her like that till she finally woke up screaming like the devil himself was after her.
She felt her face; it was wet with tears. She wiped them off with her shirtsleeve. 'Better get dressed for the long day ahead of me, I should just try to forget this for now.' She thought with fake hope.
She walked over to her closet and pulled out her favorite pair of clothes. A waterproof watch, a pair of black baggy pants, and a comfortable blood red tank top with one black strip across it, and a black bikini. Also she pulled out a small, round, gold locket that she go from her mother before she died.
Quickly she pulled on her attire on and washed up a bit so people wouldn't wonder about her stained face. As soon as she was ready she grabbed her small, leather, waterproof backpack and opened it up to make sure all her items were there. Inside were her hairbrush, a small zipped up tight lunch, a leather bag of nuts, a note pad, a pencial, her heavy wrist and ankle bands along with other varieous items. She dropped her locket in to make sure it didn't get lost.
Walking up to the door, she opened it only to find her neighbor Mrs. Clagod staring up into her face.
"Hello Mrs. Clagod, how are you today?"
"Kia, I'm worried about you, every morning we wake up to your morning scream, it's like an alarm clock."
"Oh, jeez Mrs. Clagod I'm sorry, just a bad dream, it's nothing." Kia said trying her hardest to sound cheerful.
"Well listen, please get some help, your look pale as snow dear." Kia hoped she wouldn't notice that, damn.
"Yes miss, but I'm fine, really."
"Good, I shall see you later then dear?"
"Yeah bye." Kia's neighbor walked back into her room with a frown on her face. "She worries to much." Kia said. 'Man I do wish though she would butt out, Even though I know she's just trying to help.'
"Well, mustn't bother with little things now I'm going out to try and relax a bit. She ran out the apartment complex, jumped into her car and started towards the sea.
Once there she parked the car and started down to the small beach. Looking out over the vast amounts of water she spotted a small island in the distance.
Stripping of her pants and shirt she stood there in her bikini, digging through her pack. She took out her wrist and ankle bands and replaced them with her folded up clothes.
Putting the bands on, her arms dropped to the weight and her legs felt heavy. Throwing the pack on her back, she dove into the sea.
She did this almost every day; it got her in fit condition swimming against the waves with the heavy bands on. She was already stronger then most boys, but being a black belt kinda helped with that too.
After about an hour of swimming she finally arrived on a small island. Quickly she jumped outta the water took off her bands as she air- dried. Pulling her clothes on over her bikini, she dropped the bands into her pack.
She really loved this place, there was a small waterfall, she liked to think by. And there also was a small cave to her right. She even brought some chairs, a fridge, which she filled, and a makeshift bed to decorate it. Don't even ask how.
Kia slowly climbed the hill to the waterfall enjoying the scenery and breathing in the fresh air. This place always relaxed her, it was her private getaway.
Finally reaching the falls she laid down in the grass, setting the pack beside her and smiling as a small mist sprayed over her. "Aaaaahhh," she sighed "I wish I could stay here forever........ But then I wouldn't be able to enjoy the life of technology. Ha ha."
With one last sigh she fell asleep to the soothing sound of the moving water. The dream from earlier completely forgotten... for now.
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Ok, sorry it was short but I promises the next chapter will be longer I already know exactly what will be in it K. Hope you liked the new version of the story. I like it a lot better. Also NO I'M NOT DEAD, just lazy lol. Plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz review. Thanx.
WARNINGS: little bit on cuss words
Words in '.....' means some one is thinking
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Chapter 1
Keep It All In Side
A small stream of light flickered lightly over the dull blue bed sheet. The light was coming through a tiny hole in the curtains of a rather small window.
The occupant of this room never seemed to mind the light though because of the fact that she was usually busy on her small bed (A.N. NOT THAT WAY!!) where she lay fast asleep in her dream world.
You may think her dream world is a wonderful fantasyland filled with fairies and such, but it most definitely is not.
Every night for the past two weeks all she has had was a horrible nightmare that would make her wake covered in sweat and tears running down her face. It was a living hell for her.
She didn't know how long she would be able to take it.
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Kia woke with a start screaming bloody murder. She had the dream again. Rising to her feet slowly she walked over to her bathroom mirror.
Her skin was cold and clammy and her face pale, extremely different from her usual tan soft skin. Her fair black hair was ratted and tangled from tossing and turning all night. Even her dark emerald green eyes had a glazed look over them.
She could see the dry trail of tears where they once flowed freely. This dream was tearing her up from the inside out and she knew it. The only thing she didn't know was what it meant and why she was having it.
She walked over to her bed and sat down reflecting on her dream. She was running, from what she didn't know but just knew that she had to run.
The path, she remember, was long, narrow, and a blood red color. All around her was darkness. She could barely see. 'Keep going, just keep going,' she would tell herself.
She would run until she was almost sinking into the path as though it where quick sand. She would stumble on the thickening path and fall down into the murk and sink down and down till she couldn't breath but she didn't die.
Instead she saw images, images of her childhood. She would see her parents screaming at each other through the bars of her stairs. Eventually the fight would get so heated up that he father would hit her mother and she would fall to the ground crying out in pain.
She whimpered, hidden in her spot on the stairs, hoping he wouldn't hear her and come after her too. No suck luck. Tears gather up in her eyes just by thinking of the horrible memory.
Then everything would go black again. The images would then skip up to her life as a teenager. She would look around, calling to anyone who might hear her. Then he would appear, Raymond, her ex-boyfriend.
Yeah Raymond and her had good memories together, but only in public. Behind closed doors, though, he was a completely different man. He would beat on her as though she were his worst enemy.
She never found out why he would hit her, even after his death he still haunted her. She blamed it on the drugs though, who wouldn't.
That's when the worst part of the dream would come. She would be swimming, swimming in an endless pool of blood. The blood would seem to pull her down into its depths.
It would hold her there till she couldn't breath, till she would take in mouthfuls of the liquid and it would fill her lungs as she tried to breath any type of air.
All her friend faces would appear before her dead as stone, eyes wide. They would start saying "It's all your fault we're dead, its because your weak. You could never do anything good for anyone else. Just look at what you did to us!" They would scream and yell at her like that till she finally woke up screaming like the devil himself was after her.
She felt her face; it was wet with tears. She wiped them off with her shirtsleeve. 'Better get dressed for the long day ahead of me, I should just try to forget this for now.' She thought with fake hope.
She walked over to her closet and pulled out her favorite pair of clothes. A waterproof watch, a pair of black baggy pants, and a comfortable blood red tank top with one black strip across it, and a black bikini. Also she pulled out a small, round, gold locket that she go from her mother before she died.
Quickly she pulled on her attire on and washed up a bit so people wouldn't wonder about her stained face. As soon as she was ready she grabbed her small, leather, waterproof backpack and opened it up to make sure all her items were there. Inside were her hairbrush, a small zipped up tight lunch, a leather bag of nuts, a note pad, a pencial, her heavy wrist and ankle bands along with other varieous items. She dropped her locket in to make sure it didn't get lost.
Walking up to the door, she opened it only to find her neighbor Mrs. Clagod staring up into her face.
"Hello Mrs. Clagod, how are you today?"
"Kia, I'm worried about you, every morning we wake up to your morning scream, it's like an alarm clock."
"Oh, jeez Mrs. Clagod I'm sorry, just a bad dream, it's nothing." Kia said trying her hardest to sound cheerful.
"Well listen, please get some help, your look pale as snow dear." Kia hoped she wouldn't notice that, damn.
"Yes miss, but I'm fine, really."
"Good, I shall see you later then dear?"
"Yeah bye." Kia's neighbor walked back into her room with a frown on her face. "She worries to much." Kia said. 'Man I do wish though she would butt out, Even though I know she's just trying to help.'
"Well, mustn't bother with little things now I'm going out to try and relax a bit. She ran out the apartment complex, jumped into her car and started towards the sea.
Once there she parked the car and started down to the small beach. Looking out over the vast amounts of water she spotted a small island in the distance.
Stripping of her pants and shirt she stood there in her bikini, digging through her pack. She took out her wrist and ankle bands and replaced them with her folded up clothes.
Putting the bands on, her arms dropped to the weight and her legs felt heavy. Throwing the pack on her back, she dove into the sea.
She did this almost every day; it got her in fit condition swimming against the waves with the heavy bands on. She was already stronger then most boys, but being a black belt kinda helped with that too.
After about an hour of swimming she finally arrived on a small island. Quickly she jumped outta the water took off her bands as she air- dried. Pulling her clothes on over her bikini, she dropped the bands into her pack.
She really loved this place, there was a small waterfall, she liked to think by. And there also was a small cave to her right. She even brought some chairs, a fridge, which she filled, and a makeshift bed to decorate it. Don't even ask how.
Kia slowly climbed the hill to the waterfall enjoying the scenery and breathing in the fresh air. This place always relaxed her, it was her private getaway.
Finally reaching the falls she laid down in the grass, setting the pack beside her and smiling as a small mist sprayed over her. "Aaaaahhh," she sighed "I wish I could stay here forever........ But then I wouldn't be able to enjoy the life of technology. Ha ha."
With one last sigh she fell asleep to the soothing sound of the moving water. The dream from earlier completely forgotten... for now.
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Ok, sorry it was short but I promises the next chapter will be longer I already know exactly what will be in it K. Hope you liked the new version of the story. I like it a lot better. Also NO I'M NOT DEAD, just lazy lol. Plz plz plz plz plz plz plz plz review. Thanx.