by: Serenity Tenshi
Chapter II- Unseen Hell
Disclaimer: Suing me will only get you an old computer and a dime, cause I'm just another poor college student. So DBZ belongs to their creators and Eternity and all its things belong to me. Enjoy.
A.N. Thank you to those who reviewed, I hope you like this one next. WARNING, scenes of rape, swearing, and dark religious remarks. I'll also change the rating to R. This is a dark fic, be forewarned.
The room was tattered and broken.
Once what had to be a room fit for a goddess was now in dismay and destroyed. Glass and what seemed to be a crystal-clear liquid littered the floor. Mixing with the clear prism liquid seemed to be a red human blood. Littering the floor in rivers and sickening looking ponds. Broken remains of now unknown furniture also jungles the floor.
The smashed balcony wineglass doors were torn open leaving a chilling late evening fall breeze into the room, fluttering the pink and red stained pearly transparent window drapes and the flowing drapes that dipped around a curving bed. Soft cries of pain could be heard behind the almost clear folds, as two-tanned skin bodies moved in a furious rhythm over a smaller paler being. A gust of wind blows through the room yet again to blow the curtains again.
Revealing two large males, one of dark tan with golden sun-lit hair that fell to mid-back in a loose ponytail well the rest of his hair fell in his face hiding his well-defined facial features. Well forcing and thrusting himself on the smaller pale ones lower self. Above the other lightly tanned skinned man is grunting well forcing him self into the paler person persons mouth. His shaggy hair hangs in his face shinning a faint light sky indigo. (Not Trunks!!!!) His bangs also hiding his features and his well defined body is holding the pale on closer looking a young woman arms down, as does the blond below him with her hips.
Tears of pain anguish fall down her face in clear little rivers. Dripping off her face like shooting stars. Dull emotionless cosmos star-colored silver half closed eyes look outward, gazing onto nothingness as the two males take her by force. Only pain flashes for a second through those dead sea colored eyes. The only life showing, than the low throaty moans of misery and agony.
As if time stood still both at once, the two men cry out in pleasure just as the dying sun sets in this alien setting and the moon shines faintly on the horizon. Stars starting to glimmer in the coming night. Both men pull themselves to there feet, welling looking down at the broken bleeding female. Gathering some broken glass around them, they make a small pile near the girl. With one hand thrust outward a white glow around the indigo haired man hand and a black glow around the blond haired man, the glass hardened to a rock like substance. Each taking a big piece and one of the girl's arms in each of their hands, they throw her up against the wall.
Pulling her arms into a "T" position they each stab the glass pieces into her delicate hands. Eyes widening she screams in pain and sorrow. Clear transparent blood started to pour from the deep wounds on her palms. Dripping down to mix with the crimson blood puddles from where she was raped. Each clear and rubies falling luminaries in the now darkening room, and fast forming lakes on the stone floor. The dark late night haired man held her feet together, the right on in front of the left, as the blond haired man thrust two more large pieces through her feet and ankles. To weak from loss of blood of before, the pallid skin girl could only whimper in binding pain. Each taking turns to play over spots of her trembling body with the glass, the indigo haired man finally tore off a piece of the hanging curtain.
Then tearing off one last piece he threaded hardened glass through it and handed to the blond haired man. The blond man flashed a white canine smile at the girl, but his eyes still remained hidden under his late sunrise hair. Whispering evilly into her ear, "You wanted to save that world, but gave up another chance to save yours. My, my sweet little night gale of Eternity. You have a dead kingdom to rule my sweet Megami-Tenshi. You are our caged bird, singing to our pleasures. Sooner or later you will give up I know it. He never give it to you in return, he wasn't what he was before this time…"
Well then thrusting the crown of glass and silk onto her head. The indigo man came up and in a silkily voice replied, "The Devil hates you, God hates you, feel the pain that the true savior went through. Eternity is dead; you are no God or Devil, only a pit full human with unreaching dreams. We'll break you and you will submit."
The woman smiled a gentle smile as she mumbled something that died on deaf ears. Her eyes still emotionless, as sweat, tears, clear and crimson blood poured from her body. With one grunt the woman died.
All before her was silver, ebony shaded into ivory, ivory shaded into…
Cell awoke a second time, his dark pink eyes popping open with surprise and fright. Panting in small breaths and his burrows narrowing in frustration, Cell looked over to the metal door. He felt fear like no other before, even more than before than when he faced Gohan.
It was the woman again, but to be raped and crucified is one thing.
But the gentle smile…
What did those men mean by other worlds?
A moan brought Cell out of his thoughts as he looked over at Freeza and Coola. Both starting to wake up, but Cold slept on. Dreaming a happy dream, as his tail swatted back and forth happily. "What are you looking at weakling?" growled Freeza.
"Humph, your one to talk Ice-jin," smirked Cell, "At least I stood a chance with my half-breed, other than just letting him cut me down to size."
Freeza growled, but Coola held him back with a glare. 'Gods, I have to stuck in here for all eternity with these ones, this is more than a punishment,' thought Cell.
As the two other Ice-jin busied themselves in an arm wresting contest, Cell sat up against his wall, crossed his legs, and folded his arms. Before bowing his head in meditation, a tall red ogre came walking down the hall. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ogre open up the metal door and step inside. Two minutes later, he emerged with the young person from last night. Star-silver sparking eyes gazed at him with emotionless depths, a mass of ebony, silver, and white ringlets and waves fell into near her eyes, almost blocking her vision. A silver goblet circled her head, leaving only two darker silver vines trailing in front on it on her forehead. Medium sized silver hoops graced her ears, well also a small silver circlet around her neck, and around her wrists and ankles she wore jiggling silver bracelets. She wore a knee-length ebony and snowy-sheer dress that was solid at the top, but fell in transparent layers from a silver-metal band from under her breasts. The neckline was wide and ended in almost flower-petal like sleeves.
The ogre took the young woman's arm and started leading her down the hallway. Her bracelets and ankles chimed with there own music as her bare-feet silently walked on the floor. Most of the other prisoners in their cells now noticed the woman, even Freeza and Coola who stared as she escorted out of the cell way. No one noticed a small glittering object fall from the woman, and roll near Cell.
Yet her eyes never left Cells'. Her still detached eyes stared at him over her shoulder, unblinking never breaking eye contact with him. Most would think that the male or even some of the other female prisoners would make catcalls at this unearthly beauty. But it was silent, except for her soft chimes and jiggles of her bracelets. Finally turning the corner, it was then that people started to whisper again. All wanting to know, what kind of person or thing like that could ever be in hell for?
Cell then felt something cold near his finger, spying down he saw that it was a thin silver ring. Making a mental note and quickly hiding it in his hand, before any of his 'cellmates' saw it. He would look it over only after he was sure that they were asleep.
"Do you know that bitch?" mumbled Freeza.
Cell grunted, "No you freakin' idiot. Why would I?"
"You ass she was staring at you the whole time," Coola replied with a blank face.
"No I don't ok," closing his eyes to start his much needed meditation.
Freeza was opened his mouth, but Coola put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head. Freeza backing down went back to sparing with his brother. Of course King Cold was asleep through the whole thing.
'Onna…' Cell thought, 'Who are you?'
The wind whispered again, "I did for them, and only them…"
Owari Chpt. II