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Chapter Fourteen: Hello's Come In Many Ways
"Do you plan on marrying her?"
"Yes Sir."
"Do you want children?"
"Yes Sir."
"How many?"
"Two or three, sir."
"Will you let me train them?"
"..."
"Answer the question boy!"
"As long as you don't hurt them."
Questions and answers like this had been going on for the last hour between Goten and Vegeta. If Vegeta didn't get the answers he wanted then he would most likely shoot Goten with a ki ball. He had already wanted to since he found Bra and him together.
"Daddy, honestly is this really necessary?" Bra whined. She was really sick of this. Her father was pushing too hard this time.
"I want to see if he's worthy. And so far he isn't. Not until he answers a question correctly that is to my huge liking."
"Father aren't you a little late on that? He already marked me."
Vegeta growled. Bra shouldn't have reminded him. Through clenched teeth Vegeta answered, "Well we're pretending that he hasn't yet."
Goten groaned a little. This was too much. Not only had Vegeta scared him shitless this morning when he burst into his room. Now they were going on for two hours with the questions. Goten searched through his mind with an idea to get out of the claustrophobic interrogation room Vegeta had put him in. Vegeta even was pointing a flashlight in his face. Goten finally got an idea but he didn't show his eagerness on his face. Vegeta would know in a second.
"Where will you have the wedding?"
"Where ever you want it to be?"
"How will you address me after you two are married?"
"I'm still contemplating on Crown Prince Vegeta of All Sayains or Your Royal Highness and Majesty Crown Prince Vegeta but I'll let you choose that."
"Bra, he is the only worthy man for you on this planet and I command you to marry him," Vegeta said quickly.
"Oh don't worry daddy I will."
"Good I expect to see you both in the dinning hall at dinner."
"Yes sir."
"Yes daddy."
Vegeta grunted in response and left the room at a quick pace. Bra and Goten waited until Vegeta was a reasonable space away from the room before they decided to talk.
"Very good Goten."
"Thank you. I knew stroking his ego would work."
"That was hilarious though!"
"I know babe. Let's get out of here."
"Let me get this straight." Goten started, "my dad found you guys naked in bed together and he didn't interrogate you like Vegeta did to me?"
"Nope, not at all. We got yelled at a lot. But that would be thanks to Raditz and Turles"
"You're lucky that's all you got, Trunks, Bra and I weren't even naked. We were fully clothed!"
"Well that's the coolness of Goku."
"Yeah my dad is pretty lenient."
"You guys come on we have to go to dinner." Pan begged.
"Oh joy!" Trunks said sarcastically.
"Speak for yourself." Goten said under his breath.
Pan threw up her guts in the toilet. Partly digested white pills were ejected into the marble toilet along with other things. Her finger was still in her mouth from touching the punching bag in the back of her mouth.
"Don't even think about suicide again for awhile you slut. I want to keep you around whore. You may prove useful to me in the future."
"Pan, Pan. EARTH TO PAN!"
Pan snapped out of her memory and looked around at her family. They were all staring at her. Some of them were worried. She could tell from the look of their eyes.
"Jeez Pan we were worried there for a second." Morace commented.
"Panny are you ok?" Trunks asked.
"Yes I'm fine." Pan assured, "I...uh ... just was staring into space for a second there."
Pan looked over to her mother. She could tell that she was unmoved by her current statement to the group. She knew exactly what this was.
"Sweet heart, are you sure this isn't..." Pan cut her off.
"Mother I'm fine."
"But Pan for a second there I couldn't reach you." Trunks commented.
Drop Trunks before you get killed by none other than me. Pan told him through their bond. He dropped his eyes to his plate of food.
"Like I said before I'm O-K."
Everyone knew that Pan was lying but they dropped the subject. They went back and focused on their food and precious rice bowls just like Trunks. She knew they were unconvinced but she didn't want to worry then right now.
Bra and Pan watched the little amount of blood become immense through the little slits on their arms. They tried to feel the pain. But this brought none. Then again the practice of cutting was supposed to relieve pain not bring it.
"Your nothing brats! You can't feel any pain or emotion. So what's the point of this? Oh now I remember. You don't know! YOU'RE STUPID FUCKED UP WHORES!"
Pan and Bra both dropped their spoons into their bowls but nobody at the table heard the sounds.
"Does Panny and Bra want to come out and play?" his voice taunted.
"Trunks/ Goten," Bra and Pan addressed them. Both of them were pale and clammy.
"What is it?" both of them answered.
"Do you both have your charms on to prevent any evil forces to come into your minds?"
"Yes Panny, we do." Trunks said looking up at her. Then he noticed the color gone from her face and lips as well as Bra's. "Panny, baby what's wrong?"
"I love you Trunks." Pan said almost as if it was a last goodbye.
Trunk's eyes widened in shock and worry. His face paled.
"Pan! What's going on?!" Trunks yelled frantically.
Goten looked to Bra. He went to her and she touched his cheek and kissed it. "Bra are you ok? What's going on?"
"I love you." She weakly whispered out.
"Bra. Bra! BRA!"
Pan looked one more time into the sea blue eyes of Trunks Vegeta Briefs. Tears welled up in her eyes as she fought every evil substance pumping its way into her cells. She ached for the good. She thought of good thoughts. She used her inherited sorceress powers from her grandmother to fight it. She felt Bra slipping away as well.
"PAN! YOU'VE GOT TO FIGHT! STAY WITH ME!" Tears fell down Trunk's face and he held her hand in his own and he kissed her cheek. His pain and fear was planted on his face and it looked like it was going to stay there for a while. "Panny...no stay...I need you...I need you so much don't leave me here...remember us Panny..." Trunks ranted on and on with sweet and truthful things to say. He had never been more scared at this moment then in the last twenty- four years of his life.
Pan's energy was fading quickly. The good was flushed out of her body now. The only thing keeping her there was Trunk's sweet words. Before her vision and hearing faded out into darkness Pan managed to whisper out, "I'm sorry." Then she was gone...
Golden paths disappear as we fall onto the famous gray ones and we look around. Tick Tock Tick Tock sounds echo eerily as we slowly get up on knees and palms that bleed out what little life we have left in us. Who are we? Where are we? Will we ever know? Gray paths turn into spiral stair cases. We go up and up blindly. A sparkle. Could it be...light? Thoughts wonder through the echoes of forbidden footsteps.
Our chilly fingertips trace the cravings of the black wood railing. It sends waves of tiny shocks through our bodies... or what's left of them. Up and up we go, fading into nothingness and our energy depleting we almost give up. The sparkle has become a hole. Almost there. We can almost touch it...
Only to find we've been betrayed. Darkness consumes us, making us choke on all of the happiness we encountered for the past months that have rolled by. The pain... never are we to endure that happiness again.
"BREATHE!"
"BREATHE!"
"We're losing both of them sir!"
"We have to try harder!"
"BREATHE DAMMIT!"
"Sir Maybe we should let them go. They've wanted to die for so long."
"GET OUT! YOU DON'T BRING THAT ATITUDE IN HERE!"
"Yes sir."
"Come on you two. You have to fight. Fight for your life." Dr. Gen and Dr. Shaper begged. Their glasses were sliding off the tip of his nose from his sweat. They frantically pushed on their chests. The ER nurses busted through the double doors with the electric shockers.
"We don't have much time hurry up." Dr. Gen rushed the nurses.
"We're ready sir." One of the nurses spoke up and handing both of the doctors their instruments at the same time.
"Clear!"
The Darkness retreats. Some one is calling for us. Who are they? Why are they calling?
"BREATHE!"
We must listen to it. We have to breathe. So we do.
The staircase disappears and we are dropped in to a clearing. Black mud seeps through our clothing as we cry out in confusion. Everything is black and white, water falls from a nearby tiny waterfall. A small spider descends from its web to a tree branch. The trees are black and tower over us. Their branches are far from the trunks. Oddly, they all move to crunch us into the earth. We dodge each attack.
Thrash! Boom! The branches slam into the earth. Pebbles, rocks, boulders and other debris are propelled into the air with each impact on the earth. Raspy voices speak around us. With each word that comes from their mouth we find them to be true.
"Whores! Sluts! Nasty! Dirty! Disgusting! You are nothing."
No wonder why we don't know who we are. That is because we are nothing. Nobody wants us. If we are anything besides nothing...we are whores. Just dirty little whores.
There's no point in dodging the attacks anymore. The branches raise themselves up and snap on our backs. The cracking of bones can be heard through our bodies. Agony and sorrow is shot through our minds at a fast pace. Pain, sorrow, agony, and the hate for ourselves are sucked up into a void.
Here we are again. Now we remember. We remember a past full of rape, chaos, guilt, and suicide. We were taught by someone. Someone who holds our very being together.
We are nothing.
No emotions, not even guilt.
No heartbeats.
No color.
Just...nothing.
The branches stop and we lift ourselves up. We leave the clearing and head on to the gray path. The path greets us again, evilly. There are no hills or down points on this path, there are no obstacles. It's flat and narrow. A voice calls to us again. We hear it through the fog. It's not the same voice as last time.
The fog is black with evil and smokes with the pain of the punished. We don't fit in here but that voice does. Slowly we walk. We can't see our mere fingers or feet in front of us. But we see a shadow. It's dark and it snickers at us. We come up at it and we are silent.
He smirks and laughs at us. He speaks.
"Welcome back my sweet little whores."
Once again...we are nothing.
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