Has it been two days yet? …I got bored. Bad me.

Ahahaha!! I'm a freakin' genius!

Information Fairy: She's gone on another ego trip has she?

Reason Fairy: -nods-

Ah, I love myself, I really do. Genius genius genius… -rocks back and forth-

Responsibility Fairy: … damn, she really has gone off the deep end this time, hasn't she?

Information Fairy: Probably.

Angst Fairy: And as one of the main contributors to this chapter, I must introduce it since the others seem incapable. –motions toward a dazed Inspiration Fairy and a crazed egotistical Krys who seems to be laughing boastfully at the ceiling-

Mm-hmm. As such, I, Angst Fairy will introduce this chapter. Yes, it's another cliffhanger.

Information Fairy: You forgot the review replies.

Angst Fairy: -glares- ... fine.

Aw, Revan-sama did not rush me. She just told me to hurry my lazy butt up. (joking!) Truthfully, sometimes I need to be told that people are rabidly awaiting the next chapter. Because then I usually can tear myself away from whatever important thing I happen to be doing (video games, television, eating, sleeping, and wandering aimlessly around the internet) to get my under-used brain to churn out another chapter. Ah, I is teh spoiled!!! –gonk-

-catches the mint cookie and munches it- Hm. 'Tis okay kiwi-chan! Everything'll be… well, I can't really say anything, or else I spoil the end! (which I haven't decided yet on anyway) But I doubt I'll have Ranu experimented on… though I might throw that in just for the hell of it. –laughs maniacally- ….disregard the last sentence. :

Hey! QueenPhoenix reviewed! A lot! –huggles- Ah, I say the same to you; I have not yet decided whether or not Ranu will suffer too. I think the last chapter was sufficient for now, but who knows, maybe later I'll decide to break the lot of 'em. I'm evil that way.

Breaking

"Bulma?! Bulma?! Open up! Somebody open the door!!"

Trunks jumped at the sudden yelling and pounding on the door and almost dropped the cup of coffee he was carrying. He checked the ki of the person to find that it was Chichi. Expanding his senses a little he noticed that Goku was nearby, near his father's, and wavering erratically, like he was in a panic. That alone was enough to make Trunks forget completely about his damn coffee and rush to the door and let Chichi inside.

"Trunks?" Chichi said, panting slightly from her yelling. "Where… where's Bulma? Is Kris still here? Bra's still in school right?!"

"Slow down!" he shouted over her increasingly frantic questioning. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Oh god!" she sobbed suddenly, though no tears were present. She started shaking and he led her to a chair nearby to sit down. Once she was seated, she grabbed his arm and looked at him sternly, switching from a severely shaken woman to the harsh Amazon/drill sergeant that allowed her to stay in control of three Saiyan boys on a daily basis.

"Trunks," she said. "I need you to get Bulma right now. And check on Kris right after that. Call Bra's school, tell them to send her home right away, understand?"

All he could do was nod dumbly and wonder what happened. He started to move, to go do what he had been told, when she stopped him again.

"Trunks… tell Bulma that Ranu's been kidnapped. Okay?"

He could only stare and nod dumbly.

"Oh! It's alright, I'm just checking in on you. You can finish whatever you were doing, or whatever…" Trunks said hurriedly, closing the door again and speed-walking down the hall.

Kris sat in the middle of the floor, left staring at the closed door in front of her. He had smelled like he was scared. Of something.

'Hm,' Kris thought. 'I wonder what it was anyway…'

She slowly got up off the floor and popped a couple joints that had gotten sore during the two hours that she had been sitting there. She wondered idly if they would mind if she left her room without permission. She decided that if they did, they would say so and put her back in it when they caught her, and walked a bit unsteadily across the room and opened the door.

She walked out into the hall and tilted her head towards the sounds of things breaking and what sounded like crying. Deciding to see what it was that was so odd, she slowly made her way towards the room where the sounds were coming from.

"Damnit…" Vegeta hissed, removing his fist from the wall.

"T-they left a note?" Bulma said, in shock.

"W-we got a letter in the mail," Chichi stuttered, beginning to cry again. "It said… it said, i-if we want Ranu un… unharmed, we have to kn-knock Kris out and leave her at a drop-off point… t-they gave instructions…"

"God damnit!" Vegeta yelled, and just barely restrained himself from punching yet another hole through the wall to vent his anger and frustrations. Goku was standing off to the side, head lowered so that his bangs covered his eyes, not saying anything.

At that moment, Trunks rushed back in, breathing hard.

"I… I called Bra's school and then called Bra on her cell phone… told her to come back home as soon as she can."

Bulma nodded and motioned shakily for Trunks to sit down too. He did.

"What…" Chichi whispered. "What're we going to do?"

"We can't give Kris to whoever these psychopaths are!" Bulma exclaimed.

Kris poked her head into the doorway, slightly curious as to what was going on and why they said her name. She knew who these people were… these were nice people, yes… and she knew their names and what they were like and knew that they were worried about her. She didn't understand why though. She was healthy, right? So why weren't they pleased?

"I…" Chichi sobbed again, hiding her face in her hands. "I just keep thinking… what are they doing to him? Why hasn't he come back? How come no one can sense him?! What if they-" and she choked on her own sobs before she could finish the sentence anyway. Goku shuddered once.

Kris blinked slowly as she thought. 'Him'? Who were they talking about? Why was Chichi crying? Slowly, her brain worked it out.

'Okay… how many boys are here?' she thought to herself and silently counted.

'Alright… now, which ones aren't here?' and she listed them to herself.

'Now, which ones would the Chichi woman most likely be crying about being gone?' and she narrowed it down.

'Gohan, Goten, Ranu.' She blinked again, a bit surprised. She slowly breathed in, taking in scents from the people in the room. Goten's scent was very recent, only hours old. Gohan's was a little older, but still within the last few hours. Ranu's however… that was almost two days old. She blinked again as they resumed talking. Could that be who they were talking about?

"Do…" Bulma said suddenly. "Do you think that this Dr. Morey could have something to do with it?"

Kris's pupils dilated.

"Of course!" Chichi yelled suddenly. "Who else?! It's not a coincidence that a week after that horrible show comes on and Kris practically goes comatose that Ranu gets kidnapped! He probably wants to get to her so he can continue whatever sick perverted experiments he was doing to her!"

Goku's fists clenched, but he didn't move.

"Did they give a deadline?" Vegeta said suddenly.

"Ah… yes. They said by tomorrow at noon."

Trunks spoke then, quietly and looking intently down at the grain of the wood on the table.

"Do you think that…" he said. "… that he'll do… things… to Ranu too? Even before tomorrow?..."

No one said anything, but Chichi burst into tears again.

Kris's eyes widened and she trembled, slinking back from the doorway.

'Ranu Ranu Ranu… he was the nice one, yes? He smelled nice… yes, that was him. But why can't I?...'

She tried hard to remember what he looked like, what his voice was like. Why couldn't she remember?

"Mommy!" a child's voice sobbed. "Mommy! Daddy! SOMEBODY!..." the child gagged and a wet splattering sound followed. She whimpered. Crying. "Somebody... please… I don't wanna feel bad…please…"

She slowly walked back in the direction of her room. They had it taken care of. They'd figure out a way to get the nice-boy-Ranu safe. Even if that meant giving her back to Dr. Morey. She didn't really mind that much. She knew that she was already damaged and spoiled. If the doctor wanted her… well, who was she to say he couldn't have her again? And Ranu was more valuable than she was. They would want him back. He wasn't tainted in the way she was. He had always been the ray of pure unfiltered light, the whitest most pure soul where she had not touched it, the cleanest sharpest smell…

Snap!

She stopped suddenly.

"Mommy!" another child's voice sobbed. "Mommy! Daddy!"

Her eyes widened again and she shuddered. Shaking her head violently, she ran back to her room and crawled underneath the bed.

"Daddy! Where are you?!" the child continued, his voice echoing.

She found an old wristband that had been lost weeks before. It was Ranu's… she brought it slowly up to her face and inhaled. Yeah… there was that scent…

"Mommy! Daddy! SOMEBODY!..."

She jerked back. She had imagined the scent laced with stomach acid smell and fear and despair…

The two arms clung more tightly, protectively, and helplessly. Despair seeped into the scent…

She shook. That had been because of her, hadn't it?

"No! I would never want to play with some…some… monkey-tailed monster!"

She dropped the wristband back onto the floor and stared, tears welling up in her eyes.

'No… no no no no no, please, don't, don't do that, please... don't…'

Ranu was holding his hand out, smiling and happy, and light seemed to pour over him and love him like he was the sun's own beloved child.

"Come on!"

She whimpered. "I can't…"

"How come ya got a tail?" "Don't be stupid Charlie! It's 'cause it's a freak, that's why!"

"Stop it!" she yelled, grabbing her head and curling into a defensive ball.

"I only want you to be happy," Ranu said, tears streaming down his face. "I love you, Kris."

Her hands remained fisted in her hair. She ignored the tingling in the back of her mind that alerted her to the fact that the others had sensed a sudden spike of ki from her.

"Somebody!... please… help…"

She giggled suddenly, her body tensing up, then relaxing as it slid out from under the bed and stood.

"Hehehe…" she giggled, fingers twitching. Her body tensed and relaxed again. She grinned widely and held up one hand toward the windowed wall in her room. An instant later, it had been reduced to so much rubble and broken glass on the lawn. She laughed at her own destructiveness and levitated, ignoring the panic signals she was receiving from everyone else. She blasted into the air and let every sense she had take over and let her find what she was looking for.

Sinner grinned widely and stood in the middle of Saint's tainted remains, laughing.