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It's dusk in the city. Small businesses are just opening up for the day. Keira is alone walking the streets. She enters a small coffee diner. The bells on the door jingle as the door is opened, and fall closed. She makes her way to the bar stools. She sits down and waits. A plump older woman comes out from the kitchen. She leans back on her wide hip.
"Hey honey, how's school for you?" She asks in a thick southern accent.
"Just fine Marie. What are your specials today?" She beams a wide smile.
Marie scratches her head. "I haven't decided yet. What do you reckon they should be?"
Keira's smile broadens. "You know that I'm fond of your poached eggs served over thick French toast, smothered in butter and syrup."
Marie shakes her head. "And YOU know that's been the special for a week strait now. My other customers are starting to complain. Pick something else for today, Honey."
Keira thinks hard. "Hmm… How about a pancake bacon sandwich, with a side of hash browns?"
Marie laughs. "Woo girl, you think of the craziest things! All right, one special coming up."
"Oh, but Marie-" she starts.
"I know honey, I know. Load up the plate. You sure do eat a lot for a little girl. One extra loaded special coming up!"
"Make that two." Comes a hoarse voice from the doorway.
Marie stops laughing and focusing on the stranger who just entered, without making the bells stir.
"You sure you want that extra loaded? My girl here can really eat, you know. It may be too much for-"
"It'll be fine." He snaps.
Marie shrugs and makes her way into the kitchen. Vegeta takes the stool next to Keira.
"You followed me?" she calmly accuses.
"Yes. I did."
"Why? I can take care of myself. I'm not weak; I can defend myself against anyone or anything that crosses my path. I don't see why you had to follow me this morning." She angrily rambles.
Marie comes out with two pitchers of orange juice, and two glasses. "Comes with the meal, help yourself." She says as she places Vegeta's glass in front of him. She turns and goes back into the kitchen.
"I didn't follow you to make sure you made it to school in one piece." Vegeta drinks his first glass of orange juice in one gulp. "I followed you so we could have breakfast together." Vegeta says as he pours himself another glass.
"Oh… I see." Keira quietly answers as she sips her own juice.
They sit in silence for a few minutes before Vegeta sighs deeply.
"This was Bulma's idea, for us to have breakfast together. She thinks that if we eat a meal together, we'll get along. Family unity is important to her. At least, that's what she told me." Vegeta rolls his eyes as he explains.
Keira pours another glass, but doesn't start drinking it. "Why have you married her? True, she seems nice and all, but she IS a human. The weakest species of this galaxy, and definitely the laziest."
"You're right about humans being weak." Vegeta sighs again. "But how can I leave this planet? Where would I go? Besides, she seemed like the perfect match for me. Doesn't question much, she's pretty to look at, and she did bore me a son."
"Is that you look for in a soul mate? A pretty woman who can breed your dying race?"
Before he can retort, Marie comes in, wheeling a cart behind her. On the cart are two big plates, piles high with pancakes, bacon, and hash browns. She struggles to place each plate before to two.
"Enjoy!" She says while wiping her brow.
Without saying a word, Vegeta dives into his food. He eats his food while his eyes are fixated on Keira. She has started her breakfast as well, her eyes locked on his. Vegeta has started eating his third pancake, as Keira is only on her first layer of bacon before her third pancake. She shoves the remaining bacon in her mouth and stuffs the pancake in there too. She and Vegeta are now on their own third layer of bacon.
Realizing Keira is attempting to finish before him, Vegeta starts eating even faster. A minute later, both plates are cleared. Keira and Vegeta slowly chew the last morsel in their own mouths. Once both have swallowed their breakfast, they stare at the pitchers before each other. Keira grabs hers and starts guzzling. They both slam the empty pitchers on the counter. They stare at each other, breathing heavily.
"WOW!" Exclaims Marie, who has been watching the show.
Keira looks over at Marie, but then focuses on the clock behind her. She mumbles something about "...always late for school..." and starts digging in her backpack.
Vegeta slams a wad of money on the countertop.
"For the two meals and an extra tip." He grumbles.
Keira stops digging in her bag. She fixates on her father as she zips the pocket back up. She slings a strap over her right shoulder. She stands up.
"Thanks, Marie." She says, a little too harsh, but her gaze is still on Vegeta.
She walks out of the coffee diner and jogs down the road towards school. Vegeta watches through the big glass windows until she is out of sight.
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Keira makes her way through the crowd of students on her way to her locker, once in school. Her mind is buzzing with fury as she exchanges her history book for her physics book. As she slams the locker door, a young man is leaning on her neighbor's locker, looking strait at Keira.
"Can I…help you?" She angrily asks.
"Tsk Tsk. A little taste of freedom and you forget about your friends."
Keira looks at the young man a little closer. He is an inch or so taller than herself. He has dark blue hair, which isn't styled spiked like the other boys in school. It comes down to his ears. His eyes are the same color as his hair, giving him an unique appearance.
"Here, let me carry those for you." He reaches for her books.
As his hand extends, his palm is shown. There seems to be a birthmark, the shape of a single feathered wing, on it. She gasps.
The mark of an Anglican!
"Christian! What are you doing on this planet?" She exclaims.
The young man takes his hand back and runs it through his silky hair. He wears a smile on his face handsomely, as some of the passing girls have noticed.
"The question isn't why I'M here, because that answer is simple; to see you. The real question is why are YOU here?"
"I came here to live with my mother, and destroy my father. Why else would I intentionally travel here?"
"Ah, your mother. Well, you're not doing too much LIVING with her are you?"
Keira bows her head in grief. If Christian noticed, he never showed it.
"And your father, have you destroyed him?"
"No." Keira quietly replies.
Christian's smile grows wider. "So you came to this pathetic planet with two goals and you haven't accomplished ONE, have you? And now it seems you are… mingling with the locals." He adds with disgust.
The bell rings, and the hallway is empty.
Christian shakes his head. "You never could make it to class on time for a week strait at our school, looks like much hasn't changed." He sneers.
Keira looks back up at him. "Fuck. You." She turns on her heel and makes her way toward class.
"Wait, Keira!"
She stops in her tracks, not looking back.
Christian walks slowly over to her. "I didn't mean to make you upset. I'm sorry. I just don't understand why you would linger here. This planet is… and the people are…"
Keira turns around to face Christian, with tears in her eyes. "Where else could I go!"
Christian embraces her. Keira keeps her arms hugged into her own chest. "Come with me. We'll leave this planet together, and go where ever we wish!"
Keira takes a step back. "…You really mean it?"
Christian smirks. "Sure I do. But if we're going to go, let's go out in style!"
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After a short discussion in the empty hallway, Keira eventually makes her way to class. She pushes open the door with such force; it hits the wall with a loud BANG. The teacher stops in mid sentence, as everyone looks toward the doorway. Keira is standing there with her head bowed.
"Miss Moon! I was wondering when you would grace us with your presence. You are very late this time. I'm afraid I'm going to have to issue you a detention slip."
Keira ignores him. She stares at Videl. She walks closer to her, until she is standing right over her desk.
"Fight me."
Videl looks shocked.
"What? You're a hero, right? You're a fighter, right? Then beating me should be no strain for you."
Keira picks up the desk in one swift motion and flings it across the room. Videl jumps up, in a fighting stance. Gohan also jumps up, ready to defend Videl. Keira, with her eyes still fixated on Videl whispers low to him.
"Is another mark on you record worth becoming my enemy?"
Gohan reluctantly backs up to give the two girls room.
"Listen here Miss Moon, you of all people should know that fighting is not allowed on school property!"
"And you of all people should know when your toupee is on fire."
The teacher looks confused, but then notices his head becoming warmer.
"OH MY GAWD, MY HAIR IS ON FIRE!" He screams as he runs out of the classroom. The rest of the students take his lead and run out as well. When everyone but the two girls and Gohan are gone, Videl tries to reason with Keira.
"Why are you challenging me? And at school?"
"I'm sick of you. You prance around town stopping bank robberies and becoming everybody's hero, while people like my mother go unnoticed for saving the WORLD. Do you see a problem with that? And instead of educating people, you manipulate them, just the same as you manipulate Gohan into thinking he LOVES you. But how can anybody so strong, love anyone so weak?" She hatefully confesses.
The battle begins. Videl lunges at Keira, but she counters with a ball of energy, which knocks Videl to the ground. Gohan grabs Keira.
"Are you insane? Stop this!"
Keira lowers her guard as Gohan lets go and aids Videl. Keira looks hurt.
"You choose…her?" She whispers.
Just then, the principal bursts through the door. He takes one look around the room and asks is Videl is all right. When she assures him that she is, he calmly tells Keira to meet him in his office.
"I'm sure you know the way by now." He adds.
Ten minutes later, Vegeta comes to pick up Keira. As they both exit the office, Keira looks around the hallway.
Where is he? He was supposed to be in that classroom with me, has he abandoned me? She thinks to herself.
"Keira, we need to talk about this." Vegeta, obviously very angry, tells her.
"There is nothing to talk about." She barks back.
Suddenly her father slams her into the wall of lockers.
"There is something we need to talk about." He grits through his teeth.
Keira struggles to get free, but he holds her in place. She stops struggling, and a look of fear spreads across her face. She has nowhere else to look but her father's cold eyes. He releases her slowly. She stays in the same place, watching Vegeta as he walks out of the school building without her.
As Keira opens the door and walks outside, there is no sign of Vegeta. She walks on towards the road, when a strange hovercraft parks next to her. The shield lifts up, and inside is Christian.
"Hey, sorry I missed all the fun. Get in!"
Keira climbs in and they take off towards the house.
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The two of them enter and Keira places her backpack on the nearest chair. She proceeds to look for Goku.
"Goku! Goku? Are you here? Hmm… Must be out fishing or something." She decides.
She returns to the living room where she left Christian. She finds him stretched out on the sofa.
"So this is where you've been living? A bit of a shit-hole, isn't it? Well, might as well give me the grand tour."
Keira shows him the other rooms and stops in front of the hallway.
"And down there is where our bedrooms are. Nothing too exciting."
Christian walks down the hallway. She follows. He peaks in Gohan's room, since the door is open. He walks down further and stops outside the door that is closed.
"This is your room?" He asks.
She nods. Christian opens the door and walks in. He takes a look around and finally sits on the bed. Keira fully enters the room and sits next to him.
"Look, Christian…" She begins. "Please tell me the truth. Did you come to Earth because you care about me, or did you come here just to mess with me?" She blurts.
Christian laughs heartily.
"Oh I understand now." She angrily says as she starts to get up.
Christian pulls her back down. "Oh I didn't mean it that way!"
Christian moves around the bed on his hands and knees so that he is positioned at the foot of the bed and Keira is in the middle.
"I came here for you, because I truly care."
He creeps further, and she moves closer to the head of the bed. She goes as far as she can, with her knees hugged to her chest. In a swift motion, he grabs her legs so that she is lying on the bed. He jumps on top of her.
"You know…" he says as his face gets closer to hers, "You can trust me."
He leans in for a kiss. She accepts. It's long and passionate, with an awkward exchange of saliva. Christian begins kissing his way to her neck, and she willingly lets him. His hands caress her face, then move down the sides of her body, giving her chills. He scoops his hands underneath her, and firmly garbs her buttocks. Following his lead, she starts massaging his shoulders, then feeling her way to the seam of his pants. His hands, with that sculpted mark of the Anglicans on his palm, begins to unbutton her blouse. When he unfastens the last button, he takes his other hand and gently lifts her body to shake off the shirt. Keira suddenly feels very uncomfortable and starts to cover herself up. He showers her with kisses and whispers in her ears the words she has longed for since the day she met him:
"I love you."
Finding a new confidence, she stumbles with his pants button, then unzips them slightly. She places her hands through two belt loops and tugs off his pants. They are both exposed, as their kisses are harder, shorter, and hotter. He slides into her very slowly and easily. She groans with a mixture of pain and pleasure. His rhythm becomes faster, and after that, harder. They become in sync with each other as they reach their climax simultaneously. Breathlessly, he slides out of her and collapses next to her. Keira is breathing heavy, staring at the ceiling. After her breathing is becomes regular, she turns over to spoon Christian.
"Did you mean it? Do you love me?" She whispers in his ear, eyes closed.
"What? Yeah. Yeah, I meant it." He answers.
She smiles, and falls asleep, holding her new lover.
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A few hours later, she awakens. She is uncomfortable. It feels like something sharp is sticking her in the back. She looks over to Christian, but realizes that he is gone! She is clutching a pillow. She cranes her neck to look at the slightly ajar door, but she never sees it. Instead she sees black feathers.
Shocked, she jumps out of bed. She looks at herself in the full-length mirror, as it reveals what the sharp pain in her back is. Two huge black, feathery wings have emerged from her back! Her eyes go wide and her breath quickens. She shakes her head and closes her eyes. Nervously she twists her hand to feel her back. She touches soft feathers. She jerks her hand back.
Her room quickly darkens as the skies outside are becoming black and the clouds are swelling. As she looks in the mirror, the winds pick up outside. She screams. Louder than ever before. More powerful than ever before. Thunder cracks down and strikes a nearby tree and it bursts into flames. The mirror showing her reflection shatters into small pieces on the floor. She stops screaming. She has collapsed face down into her bed. Outside, rain is pelleting her window.
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