-A SECOND PROMISE-
Disclaimer: I only own Kya, Kaine and Raven. Not DBZ.
Ch.3 Dealing with loss
It echoed in his mind. 'How?' he thought, 'How did this happen? I protected her. Why did she get taken from me? I loved her.' The accident played in his mind over and over again; trying to find a flaw on how it happened. How did she die if he protected her? And why?
"Trunks?" called Bulma, "Trunks. Come on honey we—it's time to go." Time to go to the funeral. He waned to go to she her face again one last time, but it was that one last time that tore him apart. They would make her look beautiful as people look upon her dead, lifeless body. Closed eyes making her look at peace. It wasn't fair. He cared and protected her, he gave her all of his heart, and she was taken from him. Gone. She's gone. No one to hold and kiss. No one to tell that he loved her, and to give her a ring that he planned to get. That plan was gone. Just like his life. He felt he couldn't live without her.
"Trunks," Bulma called again, "please come baby. I'm here." Trunks got up involuntary and began to walk to the car. He didn't understand why he needed to dress in a suit to go to a funeral. What are they looking nice for? A dead person whose eyes are closed, so, what's the point?
His face was masked with no emotion. He was broken inside. Kya was the glue that held him together. Without it, he fell to pieces. It was a long car ride to the funeral home. Felt like eternity. An eternity of waiting to see what was once a beautiful woman, get lowered into the earth. It just wasn't fair.
As they pulled up into the funeral home Trunks could feel the sorrow that surrounded the place. So many burials here. Chichi was there. She held out her arms to Trunks and Bulma. Kya was the kind of person that was rare in the world. When the androids had come then gone she was still a good person. Helping out when they needed to rebuild the buildings and land. She was like an angel coming down to earth to help them.
"We gather here today to mourn the loss of Kya Gunderson. Taken from us cruelly." The priest was talking but Trunks wasn't there. He was too lost in his guilt. He didn't even want to be there. 'She couldn't be dead. This isn't right.' He thought.
One after another people came up to pay their respects to the now lost Kya. It was Trunks time to go up. He walked up with heavy feet.
"Kya," he began but stopped. What could he say to these people? They didn't know her like he did. "She was the greatest, no, she was a person you couldn't describe with words. She was so wonderful. Making you happy even when you were in your darkest mood. Possibly one of the only people I could ever love like I did her. She was a brilliant flower placed in darkness. Lighting put the place with just her smile. Taken from me the way she was isn't right. She was supposed to be with us, me, forever!" he was sobbing. Bulma came to her son and helped him down from the platform. He broke from her grasp and ran outside.
"WHY?!" he screamed to the heavens, "why her?! Why now?!" tears were streaming down his face. He slammed his fists into the ground when he fell to his knees. "SHE PROMISED! Didn't you hear her promise kami?! She promised to be with me forever and you took her! I was going to marry her! She was everything I wanted, everything I needed, and you took her! Damn-it why!?" he repeatedly slammed his fists into the ground making indents in the concrete. If the dragon balls were still around, she would be back here. Everyone he lost would be back.
When it was time for the burial he just stood there. His eyes were dead like his soul. Just staring into an abyss of nothing. His life was nothing now. When the fresh new soil was spilled and covered her coffin he was the last person there. They all said their goodbyes and their promises to help him in anyway they could, saying they were sorry. For what? What were they sorry for? How could they help him? If they new a way to bring her back he would do anything for that person to bring her back. He just wanted her back.
"Oh kami Kya. What will I do without you?" he whispered to her grave. The tombstone read:
Kya Gunderson
Born May 6, 2014
Died June 12, 2034
Shall be greatly missed by all that have loved her.
An angel from the heavens.
And she shall be greatly missed. 'I will miss you the most Kya.' Thought Trunks, more tears coming down from his eyes and falling onto her tombstone.
Disclaimer: I only own Kya, Kaine and Raven. Not DBZ.
Ch.3 Dealing with loss
It echoed in his mind. 'How?' he thought, 'How did this happen? I protected her. Why did she get taken from me? I loved her.' The accident played in his mind over and over again; trying to find a flaw on how it happened. How did she die if he protected her? And why?
"Trunks?" called Bulma, "Trunks. Come on honey we—it's time to go." Time to go to the funeral. He waned to go to she her face again one last time, but it was that one last time that tore him apart. They would make her look beautiful as people look upon her dead, lifeless body. Closed eyes making her look at peace. It wasn't fair. He cared and protected her, he gave her all of his heart, and she was taken from him. Gone. She's gone. No one to hold and kiss. No one to tell that he loved her, and to give her a ring that he planned to get. That plan was gone. Just like his life. He felt he couldn't live without her.
"Trunks," Bulma called again, "please come baby. I'm here." Trunks got up involuntary and began to walk to the car. He didn't understand why he needed to dress in a suit to go to a funeral. What are they looking nice for? A dead person whose eyes are closed, so, what's the point?
His face was masked with no emotion. He was broken inside. Kya was the glue that held him together. Without it, he fell to pieces. It was a long car ride to the funeral home. Felt like eternity. An eternity of waiting to see what was once a beautiful woman, get lowered into the earth. It just wasn't fair.
As they pulled up into the funeral home Trunks could feel the sorrow that surrounded the place. So many burials here. Chichi was there. She held out her arms to Trunks and Bulma. Kya was the kind of person that was rare in the world. When the androids had come then gone she was still a good person. Helping out when they needed to rebuild the buildings and land. She was like an angel coming down to earth to help them.
"We gather here today to mourn the loss of Kya Gunderson. Taken from us cruelly." The priest was talking but Trunks wasn't there. He was too lost in his guilt. He didn't even want to be there. 'She couldn't be dead. This isn't right.' He thought.
One after another people came up to pay their respects to the now lost Kya. It was Trunks time to go up. He walked up with heavy feet.
"Kya," he began but stopped. What could he say to these people? They didn't know her like he did. "She was the greatest, no, she was a person you couldn't describe with words. She was so wonderful. Making you happy even when you were in your darkest mood. Possibly one of the only people I could ever love like I did her. She was a brilliant flower placed in darkness. Lighting put the place with just her smile. Taken from me the way she was isn't right. She was supposed to be with us, me, forever!" he was sobbing. Bulma came to her son and helped him down from the platform. He broke from her grasp and ran outside.
"WHY?!" he screamed to the heavens, "why her?! Why now?!" tears were streaming down his face. He slammed his fists into the ground when he fell to his knees. "SHE PROMISED! Didn't you hear her promise kami?! She promised to be with me forever and you took her! I was going to marry her! She was everything I wanted, everything I needed, and you took her! Damn-it why!?" he repeatedly slammed his fists into the ground making indents in the concrete. If the dragon balls were still around, she would be back here. Everyone he lost would be back.
When it was time for the burial he just stood there. His eyes were dead like his soul. Just staring into an abyss of nothing. His life was nothing now. When the fresh new soil was spilled and covered her coffin he was the last person there. They all said their goodbyes and their promises to help him in anyway they could, saying they were sorry. For what? What were they sorry for? How could they help him? If they new a way to bring her back he would do anything for that person to bring her back. He just wanted her back.
"Oh kami Kya. What will I do without you?" he whispered to her grave. The tombstone read:
Kya Gunderson
Born May 6, 2014
Died June 12, 2034
Shall be greatly missed by all that have loved her.
An angel from the heavens.
And she shall be greatly missed. 'I will miss you the most Kya.' Thought Trunks, more tears coming down from his eyes and falling onto her tombstone.
