A/N: I don't own DBZ. This story is AU…Characters are OOC. Warning: m/m coupling, also swearing the list goes on and on… If you don't like it, don't read! Rated R.
A/N (This might be stressful or upsetting to some so if you're weak at heart don't read otherwise go for it…)
"A Saiyanjin Lullaby"
Chapter 27
"Ah, shit. That hurts!" Sharpener groaned struggling up onto his feet, his jeans and t-shirt clad in dirt.
"Take it easy son." Jim said as he helped the poor boy. He had found him knocked unconscious on the ground next to the dumpster beside his restaurant. It was late in the afternoon and Jim could tell the boy must have been out of it for quite a while. His skin was cold and clammy from the light rain that had fallen earlier.
"What happened?" Sharpener asked groggily as each movement forced him to wince. His head was pulsing, throbbing violently as he stood. Sharpener moved his fingers away from his head only to see blood mixed with dirt on his fingers. "Shit." Shakily he looked around. He could see Gohan's jeep not that far away still parked. "Where's Gohan?"
"Who?"
"Gohan, my friend. Where is he?... I gotta find him. I gotta ring… Ryan. Damn I can't! They got no phone up there…" The old man eyes lit with reorganization.
"Ah, I see. You're one of Ryan's friends? And this Gohan wouldn't be a dark hair lad?"
"That's him. You've seen him?" Sharpener asked hopefully. The old man shook his head.
"No. I'm sorry I haven't. I hope you kids haven't got yourselves into any trouble. I hate to think any of you have been hurt." Jim said as he navigated the teen to the front step. Sharpener allowed his aching body to collapse. He cradled his head.
"Arrgh! Shit man, this hurts! I've gotta find Gohan …"
"How about you explain what happened first?" The old man said as he eased himself down next to the teen.
Sharpener shook his head. He went to climb back onto his feet while clumsily searching for the keys to the jeep in his jeans pocket. "No. I gotta find Gohan."
The old man sighed but with a firm grip managed to pull the boy back down onto the step. "I don't think so son. I can't let you drive in your condition. How about you start from the beginning and then I'll see what I can do?"
Sharpener made another futile attempt to get up, but the man was strong for his age. Sighing he resigned himself to explain what he knew before he was knocked unconscious. "Well it was like this … there was, these-these girls and…well damn it Gohan gone!"
"Slow down there son. One step at a time." Jim said.
Sharpener's frown sent pain jolting though him. "There these girls…um Peggy…"
The old man frowned. He couldn't think of any girls around these parts called Peggy.
"…and her friends er…damn it! I can't remember the other girls' names." Sharpener clutched his mass of blonde hair in frustration and pain.
"Forget it for now, go on." The old man coaxed.
Sharpener frowned and tried to focus on what happened. "Well um… she asked if we wanted to go for a drive and see the sights…you know stuff like that, and I um said yes…" Sharpener said downheartedly. Lifting his head his brown eyes watering as he looked off into the distances. "I said yes…and now, and now…" He turned his sights to the black jeep. Through gritted teeth he growled. "He's gone, but his fucking jeep is still HERE… but where the fuck is HE?" Sharpener snapped getting heated up with worry. He squeezed his eyes shut. This wasn't helping his headache at all.
"Okay okay son …calm down."
Sharpener chuckled with his head still hung low. "Calm down?" He shook his head. "My best friend is missing and he's about to drop at anytime. If that's not bad enough… his fucking partner is going to KILL me! And you want me to fucking calm DOWN!"
"Son, please calm down! You're getting hysterical."
"Calm down" Sharpener mumbled to himself another nervous laugh left his lips. "Where the hell can he be?" He lifted his head so he could see the old man looking at him with a mixture of confusion and concern. "If anything happened to him…" Sharpener began to say but the words got caught in his throat.
"Hey, I think your jumping to conclusions young man. This Gohan didn't look like the type of lad that could be easily walked over." Again Sharpener laughed and shook his head sadly ignoring the pain.
"Yeah, maybe a few months ago…"It was a sad laugh a quiet laugh. "…but …but not now." He turned away and looked out onto the quiet street the two lane road. He wondered what the hell has happened. Where was Gohan? What to do? "I don't know what to do?" He whispered to no-one particle. "I don't even remember exactly what happened once we got outside. It's all just a jumbled up blur."
"Come on. We need to get you looked at first. Check that nasty bump on your head and see it you don't need stiches. Then we'll get in touch with Sergeant Smith and see what he can make of this." Jim stood up and helped Sharpener to his feet.
Lost and confused and in pain Sharpener let himself be led back inside. He couldn't stop worrying about his friend as he followed the old man leaving behind only the eerie stillness of the quiet country town with the sound of a barking dog echoing off in the distance, as a slow passing car amble it way out of town and into the towering mountains that surrounded, shielding the sleepy town of Hammonton with its picture postcard scenery of its warm lilac hue sunsets.
But for Sharpener, who glanced over his shoulder once more as the amber sun slowly sunk behind the impressive mountain screen, all was lost, unnoticed under a cloud of worry for one person, a friend…
The old wooden fly-screen door closed behind him with a light thud as he downheartedly murmured to himself.
"Where the hell is he?"
….
Heather sat on Matt's lap kissing him passionately as he sat back in the worn armchair in the small box lounge room. Peggy was opposite mirroring her friend's movements on Derricks lap. Their friend Stacy had left a few hours back, home. The two couples were lost in celebrations of sorts. Matt finally had his goal unconscious, laid out on the bed in the next room, bound and gagged and still under the effects of the drug the girls had slipped into his meal. Heather broke the lock on her boyfriend's lips.
"I couldn't believe our luck when he walked through the door." She smirked, leaning forward for another kiss. A cruel smile curled on Matt's lips as he pulls away.
"It couldn't have being any more perfect." He said.
"What were the odds of that happening?" Peggy laughed. "You should have seen Heather when he walked through the door." Matt raised a curious brow at his girlfriend still sitting on his lap. "She couldn't wait to get her claws on him."
"Is that so, babe?" Matt asked with ring of jealousy. Heather laughed nervously.
"It was all for you stud."
Matt said nothing as he stood up letting Heather slide off him as he did. He reached over to the coffee table and pulled out a joint and casually lit it with his silver lighter. Inhaling deeply, he watched the cherry end of his joint glow before turning and moving over to the window. There he drew back the blind a little to peer outside.
"No one saw you?" He asked cautiously.
"No." Heather assured him while reaching over and grabbing herself a smoke too. "No one else was there. The old man was out. It couldn't have been better planned. Like I said Rachel asked Stacy to mind the counter, while her and Mike nicked around the back for a bit. It was perfect timing." She said taking a deep draw of her joint. "You have nothing to worry about. I don't think Rachel will talk if they did ask her anything she can't afford to lose this job." Heather smiled sweetly as her free hand slipped under Matt's t-shirt from behind and glided over his chest. Ignoring her advances Matt continued to look out into dark, guardedly.
Derrick broke the lock on his girl's lips and stood. Peggy giggled as he grabbed her hand and led her to another room for some privacy. Matt stood there gazing oblivious of anything else. "It's too perfect." He said suspiciously under his breath. His body tensed when he thought he saw movement off in the distance only relaxing when he heard something like a bird fly away.
"Relax honey. This is what you've wanted. You can pay him back for all the trouble he has caused you and Kurt."
Matt turned around in her arms his eyes scanned hers before he brought his lips down for another kiss.
Pulling away he whispered. "You're right as always."
She smiled. They had had a relationship for a little over a year. It was kept a secret in fear Heather parents finding out. "As always." She purred. Their lips locked again passionately. Everything was lost as they moved over to the couch even the faint whimpering from the next room could not be heard.
…
Gohan's head was swimming as he wandered in and out of consciousness. The nausea never left him, his body shook uncontrollably. His face was flushed, laced with fever. The drug they used was overpowering his senses as it rampaged throughout his body.
His head lay still on the pillow were they left him. A fine layer of perspiration coated over his brow, slowly trailing a path into his damp black hair. A distressed sound was trapped behind the thick masking tape, muffling his plea from anyone's ears. In and out he floated through the worlds. Innocently the unborn baby pressed and moved in the confined protective walls of its parent in search for more of its parent ki that was now dangerously low. Hungrily the baby continued to push and shift adding to Gohan's discomfort and bringing him to the finger tips of unconsciousness each time.
…
Late that night Matt came in and stood at the door. The light from the hall shone brightly behind him as he slipped into the small poky room. Everyone else was stoned out of their minds and elsewhere in the cabin. "You're not so tough now are you prettyboy?" His tone was deadpan flat, dead from any amusement or victory. He was just stating facts. "Where are your friends when you need them, huh?" He walked up to the bed and sat down. His cold, unfeeling eyes watched Gohan's body shake with fever.
Matt could see that he was reacting badly to the drug he was fed. His eyes raked over the other boy's form. He was reflecting on everything he had planned to do to the kid that tormented his life. Matt's voice carried in the bleak little room only to be interrupted every now and them with feverish whimpering from the boy that lay captive in front of him.
"I hate you. I hate what you represent. I hate your friends. I hate everything about you. I hate what you are trying to take away from ME!" Matt snapped. Gohan's vision swum around him, he struggled to stay focused and alert. He was aware someone was sitting close to him. He could hear the menacing tone being used. It alarmed him but the words were distorted, not clear. He struggled to open his eyes to get a clear picture of who was there with him.
Matt leaned over so he was only a few inches away from Gohan's face. Before Gohan could react his head was yanked back hard by his hair. His eyes slammed shut. He winced then unconsciously held his breath, waiting, uncertain of what was to follow. He could feel the hot breath against his cheek, sending a cold shiver over him.
"You think your so damn clever… well you're not!" He hissed releasing the fistful of hair. Gohan's head dropped back roughly against the pillow. "What waste of space. I should kill you!" Matt spat.
Gohan struggled against the feeling to hurl. Matt sat back with an expression of disgust, hatred and contempt. "I heard even your own mother didn't want you. I can understand why, just look at you. You're pitiful! That's what you are! What disappoint you must have been." Matt lowered himself closer. The demi Saiyan struggled and tried to pull away, as Matt forcefully grabbed a strong hold of his chin and made him face him, listen. "I herd talk that your father was a bit of loser too. Like father like son, huh?" Matt laughed but there was no amusement there. "You're nothing. Do you hear me? You're NOTHING… but trash!
Matt got a hazy faraway look in his eyes. "What a disappointment you must be…"He sat back releasing his hold on his captive's chin. "A disappointment …" He said in a whisper. He shook his head pulling himself away from his own darkest memories. He looked back down at Gohan whose eyes were fixed on him with a mixture of pain, confusion and growing fear, fear for his unborn, fear of what will happen.
"You couldn't possible understand what its like to live with someone that despises you, hates you so much…so much that they would…" It was like he was transported back, back to a place that was painful.
Matt's eyes hardened and turned, fixing on Gohan. "Could YOU!" He snapped grabbing Gohan's jaw harder still, squeezing it causing his captive's eyes to slam shut as Matt added pressure. He was enjoying the twisted expression of pain from the other boy. It was a sickly satisfaction to see another in pain. It was about power, control. Something he couldn't get enough of. A small cruel smile curled onto Matt's lips as he let go.
Gohan eyes snapped opened, burning with fury causing Matt to laugh. "What are you going to do? Huh?" He asked not looking for a reply.
"You have taken everything from me. Kurt is the only family I have. He's the only one that really cares about me. And YOU" He spat "…you are trying to take him away from me! Well I won't let YOU! No …no. Instead it's your family that will suffer, like mine. You can't imagine what it's like to really suffer. Not like ME! You and your snobby family, your popular friends! You think you're so superior to me… DON'T YOU!" Matt screamed.
"You have no idea what its like to loose everything to have nothing! I've lived my whole life like that! Everything taken from me, and now you and your family and friends are trying to rip Kurt from me! Well I won't let YOU!" As he said this he pulled out a switch blade that sprang to life. He leaned back over Gohan pressed the fine point tip against the smooth tissue along his jaw. Gohan closed his eyes feeling the sharpness of the blade. With a sick fascination Matt watched as the metal tip slowly travelled up and up, the boy's neck. A small trembling passed through Gohan body with the fever and fear, his breathing was labouring, his chest rising and falling. Eyes half open, neck strained right back as Matt moved closer still like man possessed. Lost in only what he was doing to his captive watching as the blade followed the well-defined jaw bone, fascinated in the way it moved against the skin. He moved it slowly across Gohan's high cheek bone, pressing, ready to pierce the soft skin. 'To suffer is to live' my father would always say with each sting of his belt." Matt sneered. The sharp point pierced through- bringing with it the red hot syrup bubbling to the surface. Gohan hissed, eyes open, waiting.
Entranced by the way the blood seeped to the surface forming a trail as the blade ran down the soft tissue, mixing with Gohan's soundless tears. Ever so quietly, like a mad man, Matt whispered. "…and you know what? I believe him." His eyes memorised on the blood his hot breath breathing on Gohan, the smell of smoke and beer evident. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to feel nothing? To go through life, only wanting to be loved?" Matt moved back with a frown. "No …no I suppose not. Not you… mister I'm so popular. I'm so wealthy couldn't possible understand what it's like. Not something like that." He laughed unamused. "That bitch Tina said you're an alien from outer space. How stupid is that? Huh, you thought I believed her? I would have to be crazy! I wonder what drug she was using? But it does make you wonder what this is all about?" Matt pointed with the point of his blade at Gohan's stomach. "She says you're going to have baby. How fucking crazy is that?" Gohan's eyes widened with fear as he gasped, whimpered shaking his head fearfully.
His action speaks louder than any one word ever could.
Gohan flinched back trying to pull away when he felt the sharp point glide up over his clad belly. His eyes widened on his captor. Matt cocked his head to the side with a menacing smile. "Maybe I should see for myself. See if there is any truth behind her mad words. What do you say? It could be kind of fun." He grinned. Panic spread across Gohan face. Matt's grin, widen. "Shall I?" With a flick of his wrist the knife was under Gohan chin travelling southwards slowly. Gohan's eyes widened with fear. His heart was pounding hard. Tears streamed down his cheeks as the knife moved and pressed closer towards the unborn child. Gohan shook his head pleading with his eyes. "Awwww… you don't want me to?" Matt's sinister smile vanished replaced quickly with venoms scowl. "Well too BAD!" He hissed.
And as he was about too thrust the knife in, a stone faced Heather clumsily barged through the door. "What are you doing hun?" She slurred leaning against the doorframe. Matt looked up from Gohan, annoyed.
"Nothing… Get back to bed!" She frowned but turned not willing to complain and disappeared back down the hall.
Matt abruptly stood up and glared back down at Gohan. The fire in his eyes was burning. "Later… I'll get back to you later."
Gohan watched as the door closed behind Matt. His eyes closed as tears flooded down his face. He wanted to escape from here. He wanted his lover. He wanted Vegeta. But no-one could hear his frail cries for help.
Did they even know he was missing? Surly Ryan or one of his friends would have contacted them? Frustrated and scared, Gohan buried his head in the pillow weeping and pulled at his restraints trying to escape. He pulled and kicked only to get a wave of nausea hit him each time. Closing his eyes feeling scared and alone in the darkness the muffled cries for help was the only sound.
"Geta …. help me pleeease…"
….
"Fuck this!" Vegeta growled. "How much longer is this going to take!"
"Look, calm down! I'm working on it as fast as I can!" Bulma angrily yelled through the mike. Her eyes darted around the control panel, now burnt beyond repair. Frustrated and confused. "DAMN! This shouldn't have happened."
Vegeta was glaring fire up at the one-way mirror he knew his ex was behind. Goku looked up from were he sat on the floor. His left leg tucked comfortably under him, and his right knee bent with his forearm resting on it. He had being watching Vegeta paced the GR sending verbal threats to Bulma for most of the time they had been locked in the room. It took her forever to even notice they were missing.
They had been locked in the Saiyan proof GR for the best part of day and night exhausted from trying to blast their way out. Goku had joked that escaping from the hyperbolic chamber would have to be easier than this. Vegeta found no humour in his comment and continued his assault on the wall. When Bulma and the two boys did finally find them, both boys were so caught up in trying to rescue their dads that they accidentally blow up the main control panel… to the horror of the three adults. Dangerous sparks crackled and whipped inside the small room preventing anyone venturing into the room for best part of the day. Bulma rushed to cut all power effectively shutting off the GR from the rest of CC and the outside world. Something terrible had gone wrong with the design of the new GR. Loud sizzling noises echoed off the walls around them as wires fused together. Smoke and the harsh smell of burning wires were everywhere.
The boys had made hasty exit during the chaos.
Bulma franticly worked none stop trying to open the firmly sealed door manually. Cursing with each failed attempted, the two Saiyan glanced at the door for any sign of it open with each attempt. Goku was taking things in stride compared to Vegeta's impatience.
"By the time I count to ten you better open the blasted DOOR!"
…Arrggh…
…
Time ticked on. Night turned to day and back to night again, no change. Gohan was left forgotten, only growing ever weaker.
Gohan was vaguely conscious as pain swept burned across his stomach another groan muffled by the tape across his mouth, testimony to his ever growing suffering. The restless movements of his unborn child; was now anxious search for its parent's ki only to find nothing to feed upon. Gohan's eyes swept, slowly across the dim lit room. Heavy curtains blocked out the sunrays.
Dry tears leaving their mark over his flushed cheeks, his body clamped down with yet another powerful cramp. He lashed out with his bound feet and another plea for help was muffled from others ears. His eyes clamped shut, body taut, arched while being forced to ride with yet another wave as it continued its assault on him.
Faces half buried in the pillow with his arms bound securely behind him. He tugged and kicked out trying to free himself from his torture. Wrist painfully red, bruised as his body screamed for release. His voice was painfully raw, hoarse from all his pleas. Thick damp matted hair sticks across his face. Trapped with no escape he collapsed after the pain subsided. Wearily he opened his eyes. Dark lashes battered through strands of hair as he hears footsteps coming his way.
The door swung abruptly back to reveal Matt standing there with a light buzz from his last joint. His eyes fogged glossed over as he looked down at the bed to see Gohan now struggling pulling at his restraints. His emotions void of any feeling other than hatred for the other boy who he felt was the cause of his own world falling apart. "They are looking for you. Do you know that?" Gohan stopped and looked up at him. A flicker of hope passed through his eyes. Matt saw it and his temper flared. His hatred burst to the surface. Eyes locked on Gohan. "They have a search party OUT THERE!" Matt pointed angrily towards the window. His whole body shook with rage. He was feeling trapped, scared.
"Matt?" The frantic sound came from another part of the house, then the sound of footsteps. "Matt! We need to get out of here. We need to hurry. Stacy was here and she said the cops were over her place asking questions last night." Heather said tugging at his sleeve. "Did you hear ME! We need to GO!"
"I HEARD!" he yelled eyes ablaze. Heather backed away a few steps. Matt lost some of the fire from his eyes before he turned back to Gohan, frustration building, fist clenched. "We'll take him!" He growled.
"No. Let's leave him and go!"
"NO! I said we'll take him! Get Derrick, I need help to get him into the car." Heather ran from the room and with in seconds Derrick walked in.
"Dude? What's up?"
"Help me get him into the car."
"Shouldn't we wait until its dark?"
"It will be dark in another hour or so. Come on. Let's get him in the car."
"What are you going to do with him?"
"We'll take him to Kurt's hideout. My brother will know what to do with him."
Heather and Peggy watched as the boys struggled with Gohan as he yelled at them through the masking tape as he twisted and struggled to get free. Matt and Derrick lifted him with some difficulty before managing to swing him into the boot of the red Mustang. Matt slammed the boot lid down with a loud THUD on the anxious demi Saiyan. "Get in the CAR!" Matt spat at the others. They didn't need him to say it twice and rushed for the doors. Heather slammed the front passage door close behind her as she turned to meet her boyfriend, Matt, who jumped in and straight away turned the key. The car came to life with a roar. Not waiting to see if any of the others were even in Matt spun the car around hard. Dust and stones flow up as he sped down the make shift driveway.
"What are we going to do?" She asked frantically.
Matt didn't look at her. With all his built up resentment his eyes stayed fixed ahead of him. Low branches whipped the side of the car as the Mustang bounced fiercely down the savage path. The solid forest closed in around them nearly swallowing them whole as they sped through with the foliage attacking the car with its own violence like it knew who was in the car.
"Kurt's!" Matt's sharp reply to his girlfriend's question. "He'll know what to do. He always does." Heather looked at him warily with panic eyes before glancing over her shoulder at the other two passengers. Derrick and Peggy didn't look convinced with Matt's plan either. She turned with her arms stretched out in front of her trying to lessen the buffeting of the car as they sped dangerously along the narrow trail.
…
"Where the hell could they have got to?" Sharpener growled clenching his fist. Videl, Ryan and the others were sitting around at one of the booths at Jim's restaurant. They had been helping Sergeant Smith with the investigation of Gohan's disappearance. Frantically they tried to contact CC but, strangely, no-one was even answering. They kept getting voice mail. Detective Rogers was finally called upon to help them in the investigation. Rogers had been following up leads that would lead to the arrest of Kurt Benson on charges over the violent attaches on three boys and one murder over a short period of time. These boys' names were found on a file made by the principle Edwards; a list of boys that were victims of sexual abuse by the perverted principle. One of the boys recently came out of a coma and named Kurt as one of his attackers. They also mentioned Matt Benson as being there too. Both boys were missing and now with the disappearance of Son Gohan Rogers was on his way to the sleepy town of Hammonton up near Frosts Lakes.
Sharpener and the others were waiting for Sergeant Smith & Detective Rogers at Jim's as instructed. They had been over and over what had happened and what they thought might have happened and their concerns were mounting with each passing moment. Trevor rolled the pepper shaker between his hands as he tried to keep himself from going insane with concern. The hostility towards the girls that had taken Gohan so violently was at breaking point.
"I can't stand this! We should be out there not here!" Ryan snapped driving the butter knife through the wood of the table piercing it.
Videl grabbed hold of his arm. "Babe, patience. They shouldn't be too far away."
"We've being sitting here for nearly an hour!" Trevor growled. Eraser sat back, in her seat with a frustrated frown as well.
"They'd better hurry up!" She said looking out the window when a noisy red Mustang sped passed.
Sharpener bolt up right, opposite Eraser near the window. "Shit!"
"Wasn't that Matts Mustang!" Eraser asked puzzled.
In a split second all the teens bolted out of their seats and scrambled to get out of the booth at once. Pushing and shoving- they freed themselves and took off for the front door.
Jim looked up from talking with an old friend. "Hey? Where are you kids heading off to?" He asked. No reply. They were out of there and making a clear dash towards their cars. Trevor jumped into Gohan's jeep with a flick of his wrist it fired up. Sharpener made a dash to the passenger's seat while Ryan didn't wait to be asked. He jumped into the back seat of the car as it was moving. To the astonishment of both girls the boys backed out of the parking lot and with high squeal of the tyres', rubber burning with some smoke trailing behind them they left the girls for dead.
"BASTARDS!" Videl screamed as Eraser and her watched in disbelief. Hands on hips she looked around at Ryan beat up truck. "Whatya think?"
"Smash his window."
Videl looked around her feet and piked up a descent size rock and read to aim it at Ryan's driver's side window and in mid swing Jim came out the door.
"HEY! Is this about the boy that missing, Gohan?"
"Yeah! That car that went passed belongs to Matt and he hated Gohan with a passion!"
"Then why are we standing around here then? Let's GO!" Jim said. Videl and Eraser looked at each other, warily. They turned back to him. "It's around the back." He pointed with a devious grin.
Within minutes both girls were holding for dear life as Jim's 1969 corvette exploded out of the garage with such raw power that they jolted roughly back into their seats. Both girl clung on tight as Jim pulled the steering wheel and launched the car onto the road, nearly sending the car airborne. "WHOO HOO!" Jim crowed. Both girls looked at each other wide eyed speechless.
The race was on and Matt was oblivious to it. But behind him, two cars were heading his way at an extraordinary rate. From an advantage point all one could see would be three very different cars speeding around the blind corners as they snaked their way up the steep road that wound around the massive mountain.
"Put your foot DOWN!" Screamed Ryan from the back of the jeep; being buffeted by the wind. He was leaning forward gripping the two front's seats watching the road in front.
"HEY! This isn't built for speed!" Trevor spat as he planted his foot down on the accelerator, accelerating with everything he had as they slew around the corners.
"I bet you anything he knows what happened to Gohan!" Sharpener growled with his jaw pulled so tight his teeth were read to snap. The other two grunted in agreement.
They all were keen to lay their fists on Matt, and hard. There was nothing else on their minds as they sped up the mountain side in a hasty search for the red Mustang.
In the air tight compartment Gohan was been battered about violently. Hair matted tangled with perspiration lay across his face. The asphyxiating smell of fuel leaked into the boot causing him to cough on the toxic fumes. Panicked eyes looked for some form of escape as tears streaked down his cheeks. Bound and gagged he attempted to kick open the boot with his bound feet only with out success. He was frantic, unable to protect the battering his body was receiving. Fear was escalating with it his vision blinding with tears.
"Help ….MEEEEE!" He screamed just as his body propelled roughly forward hitting his head on something sharp in the confined space, a toolbox maybe. "G-Geta…" He whispered briefly before he blacked out.
…
Back at CC Bulma was dangerously close to seeing up front a Super Saiyan prince transforming. "Vegeta just cool IT! I'm doing the best I can." Bulma said in her defence. She had sent everyone home and locked the place down while all her time and attention was occupied on trying to stop one atomic bomb from exploding naming the prince of Saiyans.
"Vegeta chill…." Goku said getting Vegeta eyes snapping towards him. Eye ablaze. He was dangerously close of kill the clown. "We will be out in no time you wait and see." Goku grinned. Vegeta eyes narrowed.
"Did I ask you SOMETHING!" He spat. Goku raised brow.
"You know, you really should see about an anger management class…" Vegeta eyes narrowed into slits as his hand sprung up and aimed at Goku. In a blink of an eye Goku had dodged a lethal blue thread aimed at his head.
"SEE what I mean!" Goku said as the prince rocketed towards him. It was his plan to keep the prince preoccupied in return allowing Bulma the time she need to try and fix what need to be fixed, and hopefully before Vegeta completely looses it, which looked like anytime soon. He prayed she would hurry up as they had been stuck in there for too long and they were both tired and hungry.
The two battled it out as Bulma buried herself under the badly damaged panel muttering to herself. With not enough hands her teeth held the pliers while she rewired a new cable. "Land one in from me Goku!" She growled as she picked at the wire. "This is the last time I'm building him a damn Gravity Room!" She hissed removing the pliers from her mouth. "Damn Saiyans!"
From behind the one-way window two blur shapes were and with an unpleasant THUD. Vegeta was pivoted hard away from his opponent. With a loud GRUNT the air was knocked out of him as the prince found his right cheek pressed hard up against the unbreakable glass, complements of Goku with his powerful right hook.
A sadistic smile curled on Bulma lips as she continued her work under the burnt out bench under the window.
"Thanks huh. I owe you one."
…
"What the fuck! Trevor said looking in his rear vision mirror as a corvette came racing up behind him on a straight piece of narrow road. Videl and Eraser waving with triumph smiles on their faces. All the boys watched in shock as their girlfriends overtook them with a steadfast Jim at the wheel, driving. Jaws dropped gaping as the girl's sped past them but not before Videl made sure to give her flabbergasted boyfriend the complementary finger, the bird before leaving them for dead this time.
"What the?" Ryan gasped. He completely forgot about the girls and now they had just overtaken them in the old man's car.
"Shit! Trevor growled with a deep frown. He was forced to slow down to allow the corvette in front of him before they were all run off the road at the rapidly approaching corner. Jim smiled as he got in the lead. With a satisfied grin the girls sat around to face the front delighted with the knowledge of leaving their inconsiderate boyfriends behind. The tables had been turned. Now for some serious action – to get to Matt and find out what he knows about the disappearance of Gohan. Videl thought narrowing her eyes determent to get to the bottom things.
"How?…" Ryan speechless pointed to Jim car as it disappeared around the corner in front of them at a phenomenal speed.
"Bloody hell! Those girls are going to get themselves hurt if they manage to pull over Matt before us!" Trevor growled as he geared back and pushed the Jeep harder.
…
"Matt you're going TOO fast!" Heather screamed.
"Shut up BITCH! Leave the driving to ME!" Matt shouted as he climbed up the mountain with the back of the car swerving sharply with each corner, pitching everyone against the side.
Derrick was looking anxious at Matt before turning to Peggy who looked like she was going to go ballistic at any moment if she didn't get out of the car soon. The car was going too fast for these roads and everyone but Matt knew it. He was so caught up with his conflicting emotions that ate him alive with rage and fear he was lost to anything else. One thing consumed his brain and that was to get back to his brother, and fast. Kurt will know what to do, he always does. He will sort everything out and make everything right again.
A flash of metal behind him appeared in the mirror getting Matt attention. Glancing at his rear vision mirror once again he spotted a car speeding up behind them, coming dangerously close. "Idiots!"
Derrick and Peggy glanced back over their shoulders frowning Derrick turned back to the front, frowning. "That chick in the front seat looks a lot like Videl?"
Matt did double take and frowned. He swore. "Shit!... SHITSHITSHIT!" He slammed his hand hard down on the steering wheel. His pushed his foot hard on the accelerator jolting everyone back. Wide eyed Heather turned to her boyfriend and back to the speedometer, watching as the needle climbed dangerously further around the dial, her mind screamed. The corners were coming faster and fiercely with each sharp bend becoming more dangerous as they climbed the mountain.
"He's driving like a mad man!" Jim said concerned. "I'll have to back up or someone's going to get killed." The old man said doing just that backing off.
"I think your right." Videl said. She watched as Matt car was swerving dangerously close to the edge of the road. "Something must be eating at him, maybe guilt?" She whispered under her breath.
"MATT!" Heather screamed eyes wide petrified as the bend approached. It became clear the car wasn't going to make the bend. Matt planted his foot down on the rear brakes locking. The car spun out of control like a top. There was a loud metal CRUNCH as it pounded into the cliff wall before bounced off. High pitch screams, pleas echoed haunting anyone who heard them as fate took hold of the occupants of the car. Seconds, minutes no one knew, tyres screeched screamed, the stench of smoke, rubber burning before the red Mustang as it lunched it self over the low metal barriers that divided the road and the twenty metre drop into thick virgin forest. The sound of the engine roaring unnaturally as it took flight and sailed over the steep embankment.
Horrified Videl and the others watched, spellbound as the car in a slow motion pitched forward doing a nose dive off in the distance into thick foliage below. The terrified sounds of screams were no longer. The sickly sound of the engine before it ploughed head first into the trees snapping off branches crashing through trees sent a ghostly fear over those climbing out of their cars. They raced over to the curve where tracks led off towards the terrifying scene.
"OHMYGOD!" Eraser screamed with her hands covering her mouth.
With a deafening bone crunching THUD of metal followed by heavy branches coming crashing down, screams no longer existed. There up high on the maintain side was a deadly quiet that sent goose bumps over those who looked down at the broken path. No car to be found only a trail of debris, destruction.
"FUCK!" Trevor cried. He and the other guys quickly pulled up beside Jim's car. They sprung out of the seats. Horrified of what they were looking at. Without a minute wasted Trevor and Ryan ran and started their descent down the slippery rocky slope. Rubble quickly crumbled away under their feet. Sharpener followed when he had snapped out of his daze.
"Be careful!" Eraser yelled watching her boyfriend descend down the slippery slope. Jim went back to his car and see if he could call for help. Videl was not far behind the others as they descended down the slope.
Jim frowned and threw his cell on the seat. He turned to Eraser. "The cell won't work up here I forgot!" He said angrily kicking himself for everything. Eraser turned to him confused, lost.
"Sorry?" she asked still in daze with everything.
"I said my cell doesn't work." He motioned to the towering mountain surrounding them. "It's the blasted mountain stopping my signal from getting through! I can't call for help." Eraser looked else where for second with a slight frown. Then her head snapped up eyes wide with an idea.
"Hold on second!" She said as she sprinted over to Gohan's jeep. She opened the door and popped open the glove box. There she pulled out Gohan cell phone the one Bulma had given him before he left. She looked at it. Nothing looked to be out of the ordinary. "I have it!" She screamed as she lifted it up for Jim to see it. The old man came over.
"Honey it no good it won't work…" He was cut off with a scream. Both raced over to the embankment. To see Videl, struggling- fighting her way out of the dense forest. Tears streaming down her faces looking up to see two specks that were Eraser and Jim peering down at her, anxiously.
"They're…there all DEAD!"
"OHMYGOD!" Eraser sobbed those words ringing in her head. They were interrupted with the sound of flames exploding set alight. Videl head snapped back to where she came from.
"Ryan?" She rushed back not waiting to explain. The others on the hill watched as smoke lifted flitted from the trees not far from were Videl had disappeared.
"We gotta get those kids out of there!" Jim said anxiously. Think of going down there himself. It was then that Videl raced back.
"WE FOUND HIM! WE FOUND GOHAN!"
Scared but on the tip of her tongue Eraser asked. "IS… IS HE…?"
"He's a LIVE … BUT TRAPPED!"
"Oh no… the fire?" Eraser turned to Jim with the same worried expression.
By this time Videl was half way to the top. Panting as she gripped the rocks around her lifting pulling her body over the loose stones. She looked up before returning her sights back to where her next step will be. "We….we need to call an ambulance!" She said as she reached the top with Jim and Eraser pulling her up onto her feet.
"How is he? Eraser asked looking back over her frantic friends shoulder. Smoke still flitted like smoke signal through the trees. "What about the fire? Oh my God Videl…"
"Shhh…hush! Look we haven't much time before it gets dark. The car is upside down and wedged under large branch that's preventing us get him out. The guys are down there now doing everything thing they can."
"What about the fire?"
"This is why we haven't much time Eraser at the moment it not that big. It just looks it from here. Look where running out of time. We need to get help …"
"Look lass, I'm sorry, but like I said, we can't get a signal to ring anyone up here. I'll have to go back into town…" Jim said as he turned to leave.
Eraser shook her head and held up Gohan's cell phone. "WAIT! I forgot we don't have to go back. Look we can use this!" Jim shook his head. It took a second before Videl register what it was and a smile sprung onto her face, one of relief.
"HERE! Give here!" Videl snatched it. "I need a flash light?" She asked Jim jogged back to his car and pulled out a large one.
"Here you go lass, but you and the others should…"
Videl took the flashlight from him. "We can't our friend needs us…" With that she turned to go back down.
"BUT!" Eraser asked as her friend already started to scramble down.
"I gotta get back down there." She stopped and looked at her friend, anxiously." It doesn't look good Eraser. We think he's going into labour?" Then she turned back and continued her descanted.
Jim brow rose. "What did she say?" Eraser turned with her eyes wide.
"He's going to have the baby…"
TBC…
A/N: I hope that wasn't to stressful for you all ;-) I've broken up this chapter so it wasn't as long.
I'm waiting on chapter 28 to be edited, and while we wait I thought I would add just a small glimpse into their future to the already finished chapter 29 with inspirational help from Evermore songs.
Thank you guys! You have no idea how many times I thought of giving up on this story, but your kind reviews helped me to complete it :)