Queen Luana: Hiya I'm back. As some of you may have notice, currently I'm working on Grant my wish and Rings. So you'll have to fill your needs with that. Eh, dunno where that phrase came from. I just wanna say thanx for reviewing and if you ever find an unlabeled tape: DON'T WATCH IT CAUSE YOU MIGHT DIE! I sure am glad we have nearly reached the DVD-century.

Rings

Time couldn't go fast enough that day at school. During pause he was hanging around near some older students, hoping to pick something up about a tape. But without any succes. All the female students were talking about were boys and all the male students were talking about was who slept with how many girls and cars.

It almost seemed like a hopeless situation and Trunks was cursing himself more and more for destroying that tape.

"Trunks, mind if I eat with you?" Trunks looked up from his mashed potatoes, which he had shaped as a ring, to a girl of his age with long black hair and big green eyes. Trunks shrugged. "If you want to." She smiled happily and placed her plate next to his.

Her name was Alissa and she had been in his class for the past 5 years. Trunks continued poking his lunch with little interest to the girl, she only ate hers with her sparkling eyes on Trunks. "Are you okay?" she asked. "You seem to be bothered by something." "Fine," he merely replied. "You… haven't touched any of your food," she then noticed. "Are you sick?" "I'm fine, Alissa."

They ate in silence, or at least Alissa did. When she was finished she looked at Trunks again. "Well, if you want to talk to anyone…" She took her plate and left the table. Trunks stared at his hands until the bell went, then stood up without cleaning the table.

"Now, where did I put it…" Their biology teacher, Loyen, leaned over and peeked into the closet, while the entire class was laughing, shouting and throwing pellets around the room. When one hit Trunks in the head he only shrugged and ruffled his hair. "Okay," Loyen then said and held out three tapes. "I don't know which one is the right one." The noise in the classroom slowly fainted as Loyan placed the three tapes on his desk. "I should really start labelling this tapes."

Trunks clutched the edge of his bench and looked at the tapes lying on the teacher's desk, one of them was labelled copy. Loyens picked that one. "This could be it, but I'm not sure." He put it into the VCR and pressed play. The black screen turned static and with a scream Trunks clapped his hands in front of his eyes. There was a pause then the class burst into loud whispering. Trunks felt a heavy hand resting on his shoulders and he looked up at his teacher. "You okay, Trunks?" Trunks stood up. "I'm a little sick, I think," he said and left the room in hurry. That wasn't a lie. He immediately ran into the boys room to puke.

Trunks was as well as reliefed as miserable in himself when the bell rang and announced the end of another school day. He dragged himself to the bus, mad at himself because he hadn't found a tape. And he swore that tomorrow he'd get himself one, make his dad copy it then find someone who'd watch it. If necessairy, he'd watch it himself.

"Trunks, hang on a sec!" Alissa came running out of the building, her long silky hair sweeping behind her. She stopped in front of him, panting. "Did you watch it?" she asked after she had caught her breath. "Huh?" "The tape, you watched the tape didn't you!"

Trunks swallowed then said in dim voice: "You know about it?" "Yes!" she nearly screamed. "My sister watched it, you have to make a copy!" "I know you're supposed to make a copy," he told her. "But I didn't watch it. My dad did. And he won't believe it's cursed." "Oh…" She calmed down then stared at her feet. "So… that's what's bothering you…"

Trunks nodded and Alissa said with a sigh. "I'm sorry." "That's okay. Another problem is that I destroyed the tape." "Oh! I think my sister still has a sample!" Alissa said. Trunks' heart skipped a beat. "She has?" "I think so… she made a copy for her boyfriend but I don't think she got rid of hers…" Trunks held her hands and a blush appeared on her cheeks. "Will you please – please – please give it to me! Make a copy if she doesn't want you to take it, please, I need it!"

She bit her lip. "I – I'll see what I can do…" Beaming he gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you so much!" Then he jumped into the bus, leaving a confused Alissa behind.

When he arrived at home, nobody answered the door. With a sigh he searched for his keys and found them at the bottom of his bag. He assumed he'd find his dad snoring on the couch but the only thing he found was a scribbled note on the kitchentable.

"Went for more beer."

Trunks rolled his eyes and could not surpress a little grin. He took a bottle of cola from the fridge and poured out a glass. Since the wheather was good he decided to sit in the front yard for a while. He lied down in the grass staring at the sky. About ten minutes after he had arrived his father enterred the yard. "Haven't you got any homework to do?" "I'll do it tonight, mother," Trunks replied, not opening his eyes. Vegeta chuckled. "Now who put that there?"

Trunks sat up and looked at the place his father was indicating, which appeared to be a blanc wall. "Put what there?" "That ladder," his father sighed. "The woman told me to stay out of the shed…" Trunks stared at the wall for a moment then his eyes widened. A ladder!

What's the first thing you see?

Trunks fingers were slightly trembling as he enterred 'ladder' in the bar, then pressed okay. A new screen opened entitled as RINGS. While scrolling down he saw names, followed by days. Only few reached a day 7. Most were 5 or 6. His entire body now shaking he clicked a day seven and a little video started.

"Hey, where are you little girl?" It was obviously a male teen taping it. He was in a shadowy invironment, much like a nightmare. And then Trunks saw her. The girl Gohan had described a long time ago.

"She had long, wet black hair, covering her face. And an old white dirty dress. Her arms are rotten and she has a radiance that is horrifying. Even when she doesn't move, you'd just wish she'd kill you instantly, just so you wouldn't have to look at her anymore. Her presence only is ghastly."

Indeed, Samara only stood there, half hidden in the darkness although it was quite clear her covered eyes were staring at the teen. "Where's your mummy?" the guy asked again in a mocking tone. Samara only said one thing in a soft spooky whisper: "Rachel."

Then, without any warning, she rushed towards the screen, the guy taping screamed in terror. Trunks shrieked and slid his chair backwards, as far away from the screen as he could. The clip stopped.

Trunks stroke his lavender hair from his face, panting. "Darn…" He smelled burning pizza downstairs and shut down his computer. "Please, Alissa, please bring that tape…" When his father called they were going to McDonalds, he quickly ran downstairs realising that no matter how proud his father might be, soon he would not be able to deny something indeed was wrong.

Queen Luana: Yeah! Another chapter finished! I love myself (poses in front of mirror) Who's the best? You are! No. Yes you are! Oh, stop it! Please review and keep your eyes open for the next chapter!