Chapter Three: You Remind Me of Someone I Miss
A/N::Sigh: I don't own anything. Stop badgering me! I know! I'm poor! I have hobos feel sorry for me! Waaah!
Ciara was walking through the store with a cart as she looked for something to eat while she stayed at the hotel. She paid for a week, but incase she needed some more days Bra said it was fine. The girls were at school which meant that Ciara was lonely in the new world. Most of it didn't change that much, but the places were unlike what she was use to and got her lost. She wanted to fly, but knew she couldn't or she would have to answer some questions.
Ciara put a box of Hot Pockets into the cart when she saw someone she knew. Goten was talking to a girl with red hair and he had his arm wrapped around her. Ciara didn't want to stare but kept glancing at them, watching him whisper something into her ear and she giggling. Ciara's lips twitched in a frown, but Goten and Bra were suppose to be dating.
She walked past them and noticed that Goten's eyes were on her, not the way he usually does when he sees a woman, but like the have-I-seen-you-before look. The woman thought he was watching Ciara like a dog and slapped his face and walked off, leaving Goten speechless. Ciara took her grocery bags and began walking down the street. How am I suppose to find the antidote if I don't even know what it's called or where it is? Ciara was thinking as she crossed the street. She was so lost in thought that she didn't realize that someone ran up behind her and snagged her bags and took off.
"Hey you son of a bitch!" Ciara raced after him and jumped in front of him, sending him an evil glare. He was shocked and tried to get away, but she punched him right in the gut. Spit flew out of his mouth and he chocked and grabbed his stomach.
"Didn't your mother tell you not to pick on little girls? Some of them fight back!" Ciara hissed as her foot met his jaw and he was kicked back several feet. Some of the onlookers watched stunned as a little girl just kicked some serious ass. Ciara bent down and picked up her bags and began walking like it was all nothing. The man who had tried to take her bags pulled out a gun and aimed for her. The onlookers screamed as he fired it. She picked up on the fire and dodged it.
She glared at him,"Alright, that's it! Now I'm angry!" Ciara kicked a rock and it slammed into his nose and blood splattered everywhere. Then she ran up to him and grabbed him by his ankles and began spinning him in the air. Faster and faster she spun him until they were practically a blur of colors. The onlookers had their jaws wide open watching a girl pick up a man and spin him around that was twice her size and more. Ciara let go of him and he crashed into a lamp post that was now bent from the blow. Blood poured from his nose and mouth as he lay unconscious.
Ciara dusted herself off and picked up her bags, "Don't worry, he's fine, just a broken nose and maybe a few ribs." She walked through the crowd with a smile on her face as they watched her waltz down the street. She walked into her hotel room and stuffed the groceries in her mini fridge that came with the room. She turned on the television while she opened a Coke and watched some old music videos, well new in this time.
A high pitch ringing forced Ciara to wake up. The hotel room's phone was going off and Ciara picked it off the hook, "Hello?" She didn't know she fell asleep. She wondered how, the chair she was sitting in wasn't that comfortable.
"Hey, why don't you get your booty up and come shopping with us?" said a high pitch girly voice.
Ciara pulled the phone away from her ear and blinked, then she placed it back on her ear, "Who is this"
"Duh,"the voice chimed, "It's Marron! Bra, Pan, and me were going to the skating rink and maybe hit Abercrombie later on." Ciara popped her back and scratched her head.
"Uh, yeah sure, how did you get this number?" Ciara began pulling on a pair of jeans that had permanent grass stains on them.
"Bra knew where you were staying and we just asked for your number,"Ciara thanked herself for giving the clerk the name Ci-ci Nimbus instead of her real name, "And we're on our way to pick you up, so get ready"
"Alright, I'll wait for you guys, "she hung up the phone and got on a pair of worn out sneakers.
Bra and Marron were flirting with a couple of boys at the snack bar and Ciara and Pan were watching them at their table.
"How is it that wherever we go, they find a guy?" Pan asked as she watched Bra laugh at one of the guys jokes. Ciara was tying the laces of her quads and she looked up at them.
"Those guys only want them because they look good,"Ciara bent back down and Pan took a long sip from her smoothie.
"You know, sometimes I wish I was like them. You know, have guys drop on their knees and confess their love, be popular, not having a care in the world. But I'm just Pan Son and I'm just an average girl." Pan threw her smoothie away and Ciara looked at her.
Ciara gave her a warming smile, "Trust me, you'll get a guy. Come on, lets skate." she took Pan's hand and made it over to the skating rink and joined the other skaters.
Ciara was spending the night at Pan's house. They were in the living room and were watching some stand up comics. They laughed at the jokes and Ciara smiled. It was like when she was little. Her mother and father would watch comedies and laugh all night and they would tuck her into bed. Ciara began to miss her time very much, but she had a mission to do. Bulma was already looking for the antidote and every night Ciara would see if she had anything new.
Around two in the morning Pan and Ciara got ready for bed. Pan was in her pajamas and so was Ciara. They pulled the sheets down from her bed and climbed in. They chatted quietly for a while.
"You know what, it's something about you that reminds me of someone I miss," said Pan sleepily with a yawn as she smiled at her friend.
Ciara smiled back,"Oh yeah? Like who"
Pan shrugged and too another yawn, "You sort of remind me of...well, Trunks. I know it's weird but(another yawn) You look alike somehow"
Ciara giggled, "But you said I reminded you of someone you miss. Trunks isn't gone"
Pan sighed through her nose, "It's not really him who I miss, it's more like me." She looked up at her, "You see, I knew him all of my life and I mean all of my life," they both giggled, "but then, we sort of started changing. He was becoming a man and I was growing up, and my feelings toward him changed slightly. But he only knows me as Panny and I miss how we could play and laugh without it meaning anything. He use to be my best friend, he still is, but now...it's different. It's like I want it to be more"
Ciara smiled, "I'm sure he feels the same way." Pan rolled her eyes.
"You're talking about the bachelor who is vice president at CC and who could get any woman he wanted with a smile and you think he'll like this?" She indicated to her body. They both laughed.
"Hey he could be a lady killer, but he might only be looking for one lady,"Ciara whispered. It was late at night and whispering seemed best for secrecy.
"You can't tell anybody I told you this, kay? Besides, he likes Marron,"Pan looked past Ciara.
"You don't know how wrong you are Mom,"Ciara caught her mistake but Pan was fast asleep and didn't hear it, and if she did, it would mean nothing. Ciara smiled and fell asleep too.
Bra was sick with the stomach flu which meant that they were stuck with Marron. Ciara could tell that Marron was driving Pan crazy talking about how a real man will look at a lady. Pan had borrowed her dad's car and they were heading to the movies, but Pan kept blasting the radio up to drown out some of Marron's boy talk, but she just screamed louder.
"And then Brad and Michael got into a fight over me and I just couldn't take it, so I decided to go out with Sean instead! I just hope that Brad and Michael won't be too mad at Sean!" Marron screamed over the loud music. Pan's eyebrow was twitching madly and Ciara had to cover her ears. The music and Marron's screams were that loud.
Pan had to turn the music down as they came up to a stop light. Ciara and Pan kind of zoned out on Marron ,but they nodded their heads and muttered,"uh-huh" a few times. Pan tapped her finger impatiently on the steering wheel waiting for the light to turn green. Suddenly Marron's cell phone went off in a Christmas ring tone and she answered it with a, "hello"
Pan and Ciara both sighed. This meant that Marron would be too busy and they wouldn't have to put up with her stories of her boyfriends. But Marron said something that made both Pan and Ciara jump a little.
"Oh hi Trunks! How are you?" Pan growled deeply in her throat. He calls her? Who would want to talk with her? Then again, who wouldn't... Pan turned to the left as the light turned green. "Oh, I'm fine...yeah, she's with me...okay..."Ciara pulled her visor down so she could look at Marron while pretending to pick at her face. Marron was frowning and she looked disappointed in something, "She's driving right now...okay I will...alright...Bye Trunks." She clicked her cell phone off and Pan looked at her through the mirror.
"What did he want?" She asked as she turned at a stop sign.
"He just wanted to say 'hey' and to check on us,"Marron put her cell phone in her purse and leaned back. Ciara watched her as she crossed her arms and looked sour from the phone call. She seemed upset that Trunks wanted to talk to Pan and not her, but why was she mad if he was just checking up on things? Ciara looked out the window and saw the movie theatre coming closer. Pan circled the parking space to find a spot and finally found one. They walked up to the ticket booth and Pan paid for all their tickets.
"Hey,I'm gonna get some snacks, you guys want any?" Pan asked. Ciara and Marron both went up to the snack bar with Pan. Pan ordered a huge tub of popcorn and a large coke with skittles and Marron upturned her nose at it.
"You know all that fat will go to your waist and thighs,"Marron had a disgusted look on her face and Pan's eyebrow twitched.
"Yeah, but I burn off all the fat when I'm in the dojo,"they went to go find a seat and Ciara sat between Pan and Marron cause they both were glaring daggers.
Ciara was dropped off at the hotel and she walked into her room and took a long sigh. She walked to the bathroom and turned on the water and filled it with bubbles as she stripped her clothes. She climbed into the soothing waters and leaned her head against the back and closed her eyes. After the relaxing dip, she washed her hair then she heard a knock at the door.
"Room service." Ciara blinked as she grabbed a white cotton robe and wrapped the towel around her head. I didn't order room service. He must have the wrong door. She walked out of the bathroom dripping wet and naked under the robe and she opened the door.
She was kicked to the chest and landed on the floor. A man with a knife was in the door way. He had a ski mask on and wore all black. He stabbed the knife down at her, but she twisted to dodge it. She tripped him with her legs and jumped on the bed. He got up and followed her moves.
"Come and get it!" She hissed and she kicked him in the jaw. He grabbed her foot and slammed her against her dresser. The contents spilled over her and she picked up a letter opener and stabbed him in the ankle, but there was no blood. The man leaned over her with the letter opener still in his ankle and she put her hand up. An energy blast shot through him and he fell.
Ciara got up breathing rather hard and looked at the man. He wasn't moving so she had to have killed him. But there was no blood. She looked over the hole and instead of seeing guts and an open wound, she saw wires and metal. He was a robot or an android. She scratched her head. What was a robot doing trying to kill her? What was she going to do with the body? She bit her lip in thought. She couldn't tell her family, they would tell her to come back, but if she left without the antidote her mother would die.
Ciara bent down to the robot and pulled off it's arms and began to take it apart, piece by piece. She knew that from what her grandma told her was that it took someone to make a robot, so behind the creation you'll find the creator. But was the creator after Ciara or someone else?
Ciara looked at her compowder. The best thing to do would be to tell them of her attacker. The smart thing would tell them that an evil android was after her. But the Ciara thing would be not to tell them and just watch out for herself. She decided to stick to the Ciara way as she threw the parts into a trash bag and walked down to the dumpster and deposited it there