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All DBZ characters belong to Akira Toriyama.
The other ones belong to me :p
YELL
" Someone has taken the idea of revenge a little bit too far "
Chapitre FIVE : "I Miss Him"
08h55, Capsule Corporation.
The entrance doorbell rang. Trunks looked at his watch and thought Hayden was a little bit too early. He didn't move, waiting for his mother to open. After some long seconds the bell rang again. Trunks carefully stood up from the bed in order not to awake his little sister, Bra. She was usually so annoying with him... The eternal sister-brother conflict, he thought. But yesterday, seeing his brother so beaten, she has wished to sleep by his side, trying in her way to comfort him. It was useless, but Trunks had appreciated her gesture. His 6 years old sister could be such a spoiled rotten brat, but she could sometimes be so cute... He managed not to wake her up, and walked to the bathroom to pass some water on his face. Even if he was feeling mentally better, he was feeling woolly after the previous night.
Standing up, he faced his reflexion in the mirror : drawn features, puffy eyes and untidy hair... He hadn't had a more ravaged look during school-exams; nevertheless, he didn't wish to sleep... not yet... The feeling of exhaustion would probably come in the beginning of the afternoon. He left the bathroom with a drawling walk. His long crumpled light-blue tee shirt over his blue jeans was giving the final touch to his sloppy look.
He thought back to Hayden and considered his situation : it was simple : Someone had killed Gohan, but had decided to phone him so that he would assist the spectacle, while warning him about a sequel. Hayden was suspecting him because it was his job, for sure the usual procedure...
The bell rang again. Trunks sighed : okay, everyone was probably still sleeping, he would be the one who would open the door...
He walked with slow steps until the door, but at the last moment, he checked the identity of the visitor with the watching camera. Opening to the killer himself would make no good.
"Shit !!", he hissed between his teeth when he saw Katrina's face on the screen. He leant on the wall, thinking to his sloppy look. He quickly passed his fingers in his disheveled hair in order to try to untangle it, and tried to smooth his cloth with the palm of his hand.
He composed a less-zombie-look face and opened the door.
Katrina had a serious look on her face and her hands in her pockets. Her travelling bag was on the ground and was leaning on her left leg.
"Hi", she told with a soft and careful voice. "I heard...", she didn't finish her sentence.
Trunks smiled sadly and moved one step backwards while keeping the door open to let her come in. Katrina came in while Trunks was moving away. "Trunks...". He sat down on the steps of nearby stairs. Katrina sat on his side, letting the door half-open. He thought he was certainly looking weird, as she was seeming to think twice before talking and was hesitating to touch him.
'I... I didn't know Gohan personally, but...", she began with an hesitating voice, "... from what I've heard 'bout him, he sounded like someone really fine..."
Trunks was gazing the void straight in front of him, his breathing calm. Katrina saw the muscles of his jaw slightly contracting and knew he was struggling to keep this quiet look. "I came back as soon as I heard the news...", she told, putting a hand on his shoulder, "but... I don't really know what I could do for you...", she added with a trembling voice. "I would really want to help you..."
Trunks turned slightly his head to her side, blinking several times, still gazing the void : "You know... Gohan... I saw him a lot when I was a kid... He was like a big brother for me...", he interrupted his talk to take a deep breath. Katrina was still, guessing he needed to talk to someone.
"... and then, we all grew old, and every one's hobbies and activities separated us.", he got a poor laugh : "At that time, it's true that I didn't really care, I was never alone, I had always Goten with me..."
Katrina smiled softly, increasing slightly the pressure of her hand on his shoulder : "And I guess you two were already getting into all kinds of mischief, right ? ..."
Trunks smiled softly : "Yeah... I fact... well... *I* was the one who was inventing all the worst silliness to do, and I was always drawing Goten with me...". He got a slight laugh.
"The poor...", he added before turning to Katrina, "... he had a rough time of it when we were kids. But what a super duo we were both doing... !". Katrina was slightly smiling. Trunks thought that she was trying to imagine herself with them, kids. It was true that she was very often with them in all types of crazy plans since she was going out with Trunks.
Then, the reality hit Trunks, for he turned away, his voice loosing the funny tone it had taken to become again painful : "... But all this time, I hadn't realized how I was missing Gohan... And I miss him..."
Katrina felt more that she heard the variation in Trunks's mood and huddled up to him, passing her arms around his waist to comfort him. Trunks put an arm around her shoulders and pressed his cheek against her forehead : "... I really miss him...".
After a two seconds silence, he added : "even if I know that he'll be back soon, thanks to the dragon balls."
He felt Katrina slightly stiffening, and realized he had never told her about Shen-ron. *woops...*. It was true he had told himself that he would never talk 'bout this to someone out of the Z-team, even to his girlfriend, except if he was sure that she was the one. He wondered if Katrina could be this person...
"Sorry to interrupt you...", a calm and monotone voice told. Trunks and Katrina raised their eyes to the door to find Hayden in the doorway, his hands in his gray raincoat. Both suddenly gotten out from his train of thoughts, and facing the symbolization of the veiled accusations he was the target, Trunks got a short breath while his face expression was swinging between terror and hatred, this domain so often explored by fighters. "... but I need to have a discussion with YOU", Hayden added, gazing to Trunks.
As they were standing up, Hayden considered Katrina and added : "you too..."
Trunks felt a burst of rage raising against Hayden : "She wasn't there yesterday !".
Hayden raised an eyebrow to Trunks : "I am the one to judge of it, young man.".
Trunks clenched his teeth, and realized that if he didn't keep controlling himself, he would blast the man before he could begin the interrogation.
As Hayden was entering, Trunks noticed two other policemen who wasn't there yesterday. Or were they ? He was so shocked the night before, that had Madonna been there, he wouldn't have noticed. The two other cops were as large and built as bulls, with expressionless faces. Trunks thought for a moment, that they had probably been built in the same "mold".
As they were all entering, they all heard a car breaking suddenly to stop just at a few meters from the entrance door. The door opened so abruptly that they all believed it was going to be pulled out. But it held well. They all saw Videl, the unique daughter of Mister Satan, bursting out the car while the little Pan was trying to unlock the door on her side.
Trunks fell that something was wrong, and quickly forced his way through the three cops to reach her. "Videl, what's going o...". At that very moment, she pulled her arm backwards and sent a terrific fist in Trunks's face. Taken off-guard, Trunks was projected backwards over the cops while Videl was preparing to attack again...
"BASTAAAARD !!", she was yelling while she was bombing Trunks with a series of fits and feet blows. Trunks, taken off-guard, didn't manage to dodge all the blows, and got a break when one of the cops tried to overpower Videl. She projected him against the wall before attacking Trunks again. The other cop wanted to interfere, but Hayden motioned him to remain out of the way.
Trunks couldn't figure out when was the last time he had to fight that way : Videl was hitting to kill !
"Videl ! What are you talking about ?", he managed to ask between two series of blows. This innocent question seemed to increase Videl's anger : "How DARE you ask ?!" She grasped Trunks's hair and quickly lowered his head while she was violently sending her knee in his face. Trunks went backwards, holding his bleeding nose, his eyes closed with the pain, and found him leaning against Hayden who didn't move. Trunks couldn't understand why Videl was hitting him, but two things came in his mind in a flash : First, she was hitting less hard than Lynn as she didn't train a lot since the latest war, second, contrary to Lynn, she was not a Gayan but a mere human, and if he was fighting her full power, he could risk killing her.
Videl moved one step backwards, a total fury mask on her face : "You phone home to tell my daughter you'd kill her as you killed her father, and I have to take it well ?!!"
"What ?", Trunks told with an unbelieving voice and wide eyes. The next moment, as if he had received a signal, Hayden's hand came violently on his wrist and passed a handcuff band around it.
"What ?!!!", Trunks repeated, turning to Hayden, tempting to release himself with his other hand. The next moment, the second cop was hitting him with an electric nightstick. If this didn't put Trunks KO, this was enough to make him lose his concentration for a few seconds that Hayden used to bring his second wrist into the other band : "Trunks Connor, you're under arrest for Gohan Son assassinate."
"What's happening here ?!!?", Bulma's voice roared while she was bursting outside. She had slept late this night and the bell ring had barely awaked her. But she's been alerted by the noise of fight, and she came out to see Trunks, hands held in his back, handcuffs around his wrists, aimed by two cops while Hayden was maintaining his head lowered by a pressure on the back of his neck. He continued : " Do you wish to give up your right to remain silent? "
Trunks was trying his best to talk : "Listen... I don't know... what she's talking about..."
Hayden didn't pay attention and went on : "Do you wish to give up your right to speak to an attorney and have them present during questioning?"
Bulma came to Hayden : "YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO --"
"I have perfectly the right to take him away, as now we have a witness.", Hayden told with an expressionless voice behind which Bulma thought to perceive some bad delight. "... a witness ... ?? But...". She was interrupted by Trunks raising his head to Videl who was 10 feet away from him, a both furious and sad look on her face.
"Why are you doing this ?!", Trunks told her. The cops began to draw him away to the police car. Bulma noticed that the door of a reporter van on the other side of the street opened and a journalist with a cameraman burst out the van. Bulma frowned : those vultures had come since they had known Trunks had been the witness of a crime affair. If they could find some spicy story about the Brief-Connor Family, leader of the Capsule Corporation, and the richest family in town, they would be sure to get all the TV-spectators attention. She noticed the Vulture Team composition, a red-haired woman in her late twenties in a suit, and a black cameraman. Her attention was drawn back to the woman, and she recognized her immediately : Sharon Silver, the anti-Christ of Television journalism. Always searching for the spiciest story to get the attention of the public, one of the worst vultures... Bulma sighed internally : why the hell the only reporter around here, on the lookout for news was this... bitch... ?!
"Okay, it's rolling", the cameraman told her. She wore then a bright and murderous smile : she would be the one again in the 20:00 TV-news...
Trunks resisted to the cops, he absolutely wanted to talk to Videl. : "I didn't do anything and you know it !".
Videl moved some slow steps to Trunks. Her face was expressionless, but her eyes were throwing thunders. She stared a short moment at Trunks before spitting at his face.
"HEY !!", Bulma yelling, forgetting for a moment the vultures, "what the hell is your problem ?!". The two women were at less than 5 feet away from each other. The cops were ready to interfere, expecting a catfight, but smiling at the idea. Katrina moved one step on aside : "Trunks..."
Trunks turned to her an intense look : "I didn't do anything. You must believe me, I didn't do anything..." His voice was nearly loaded with tears. Katrina seemed to hesitate to go to him. Hayden appeared between them : "Are you his girlfriend ?"
Katrina looked at him, with the look of someone emerging from a long nightmare : "err... yeah..."
Hayden got a slight smile. The smile of a cat who just discovered a mouse driven against a recess. He took out a notebook from the pocket of his coat : "Your name ?"
Katrina answered mechanically, as if she was still at school : " Katrina Somhence..."
"Could you tell me where you were last night around 23h00 ?". Katrina frowned with annoyance, but quickly answered : "in the train going to Ginger, to my grand-parent's."
Hayden smiled with a conceited look. "Yeah... I'll ask you nevertheless not to leave the city in the next days..."
Katrina was mouth opened, not seeming to believe she was a suspect too. Bulma was watching Hayden with guns instead of her eyes : "I follow you to the Police Station. You won't do what you want with my kid !". Hayden smiled : "but I had no intention to prevent you to come...".
Trunks was put in the car that soon left the place.
Bulma was watching the moving away car, still, until the vulture-female reached her : "Mrs Connor, it seems your son has been recognized to be the murderer in this atrocious crime. Do you have any comment to tell ?"
Bulma turned her gun-eyes to Sharon who was largely smiling, with dollars in
her eyes, and then Bulma threw her fist in the vulture's eye, punching her backwards.
[to be continued... ]
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And here's the return of Deputy Friendly in the scene ;-)
Thanx for the reviews ^___^ I absoluterly loved the one comparing Yell to
Fight Club *grins to jdchs* I'm happy when I see that readers'brains are working
hard :p
*lets go a evil cackle :D *
Trunks: uh oh.... *starting a retreating movement* she scares me...
*Trunks hits someonein his retreating movements, he turns around and sees...*
*... Shuten-Douji, Mirai-Trunks, Legolas Greenleaf, Shang Tsung, Kaos-sama, Squall, Hyoga, Kenshin, Kamui, Ashura, and many other characters used in fanfics by the author, trying to dig their way out through the padded-wall with their nails*
