My Immortal

By: Cabalistic

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TA DA! Chappie 8! Sorry for not updating and thanks 4 reviewing!

Chapter 8 Questioning

Heavy chains clamped over his wrists and neck. The guards on either side of him effortlessly lifted him into the air. His body was numbed and he couldn't move. Trunks glanced behind him where Goten was gagged. He shot him a desperate look before the door slammed shut, separating them. Trunks locked his dull blue eyes on the red carpeted ground. The door hissed open and light gray smoke blew into the room. Trunks shivered inwardly. Frieza was revealed beyond the smoke, chuckling on his throne. Trunks stared at him blankly. Freiza hissed icily, "So is this the son of the princess Bulma?"

The soilders next to him nodded, smirks glowing on their faces. Frieza smiled a smile that turned up the corners of his lips to his ears that made him look even more hideous.

Frieza lowered his eyes down to Trunks. His eyes glittered and Trunks stared at the floor. "So, any news from your father?" He hissed.

Trunks didn't answer. He didn't know his father. Freiza kicked him in the stomach. Trunks took the blow directly but the paralysis prevented him from feeling anything except the deep pain within his heart. "Answer me, Orgathan." He growled low in his throat then he stretched that awkward smile on his face again that made Trunks shiver, "How's your father?"

Trunks still didn't answer, his lips forming a straight line across his mouth. Freiza brought his hand across his face. Trunks jerked his head away from the searing pain that seemed to turn his face swelling red. It felt like drawing a flame across his face, it burned an acute pain. "I don't know." He muttered under his breath, adjusting his blue eyes to another section of the floor.

Freiza, in mock surprise, said, "What's that, boy?" Trunks shook with anger but kept his voice low, "I don't know," He said in a louder voice. Freiza, still acting out his surprise, said, "You don't know your own father? How has the princess raised you?" Trunks bit his lower lip. He knew that it was for his own good and out of respect to not pry into matters with his father. His mother didn't like talking about him. So he just assumed that he was dead. But it was also very hard to hold his tongue.

"Don't you know who he was?" The smugness in his voice made Trunks angrier than he was. He didn't want to hear the lies of this snake so he nodded his head and mumbled something under his breath. Freiza snidely added, "Are you sure you didn't know he was a prince?"

Trunks closed his eyes and shut off the lies. He repeated in his mind that his father was dead. But another half of his mind was curious and longing to know more. Freiza motioned with his hand at the door, "Throw the lad in dungeon. We'll toy with him later."

-(V/B)-

Bulma sucked her breath in. Vegeta's eyes snapped open and he roughly shoved her from him. She backed away, bewildered at him. Her eyes were wide open as well as her mouth going slack-jawed.

"You speak of this to no one." His voice cut into the cold air like a knife and she nodded obediently.

He turned, swiftly, his red cape billowing behind him and walked on. "Come, woman." He snapped behind him. Bulma scuttled behind him.

Vegeta growled under his breath, barely conscious to where he was going. How dare that woman bring out my emotions. He shot a glare at Bulma who jerked her blue gaze away. She must have put me under a spell. Again. He clenched a fist at his side as he followed the worn path. Never again, he swore.

Bulma glanced at Vegeta, mutely confused. He was so different now. He wasn't the person she remembered, sweet, charming, romantic… but it was like it was a different person locked inside his body. She felt tears well up in her eyes and rubbed a fist at her eyes. Stop crying, She told herself, you'll only give away another weakness. She glanced at him again and shivered, feeling a tingling sensation crawl up her spine. He's changed, she thought, miserably, he'd never take advantage of me like that back then.

A sapphire tear gently crawled out of her eye and glistened down her pale skin. She watched the man in front of her stalk away. She felt something clutch in her heart. His face and body are beautiful. She thought, he could be the very likely one to win my heart. Bulma felt her throat clog up with the tears left from the unwept years from the past. I love him yet he seems to despise me.

She felt like screaming, trapped in her mind. Part of her wanted to slip away into the cracks of time and live in her memories. Another part of her wanted to throw herself into his arms. But she felt invisible bonds hold her back. Bulma hated him… but loved him. It was a confusing emotion that built up in her heart over the years. Her mind screamed, I hate him, hate him, hate his guts. But he's so beautiful.

Bulma thought about the embrace that seemed like he put so much emotion in it, like he squeezed her until his life seemed to flow through his skin and into her mind.

I wish I knew how much he thought of me. She thought wistfully, curling one of her blue locks behind her ear. I wish he cared

-(Dungeon)—

Trunks overcame the paralysis but felt his energy sapped away. It was no longer from hunger but he had no idea. He felt his energy disappear and gasped with the effort. He felt his mother's chi not too far away but somehow she was cowering. And who was this stronger chi with her? Was he killing her?

He laid in the cell, his head rested against the corner and feet spread out before him. "Tru-nks…?" A weak voice called from the other side of the cell. He pained to lift his head. Goten was there, in his pool of blood. Cuts and wounds covered his body and his clothing was battered. "…they beat us… to tell them… about… you…" Goten broke off coughing.

Trunks lift his hand but gave up in vain. "I'm sorry, Goten." He could hear Goten giggle, "But I didn't say anything." Trunks smiled and winced as he felt the heavy chains weighing him down.

Goten looked up at the ceiling. "I never thought I'd end up like this. I always just wanted to be in the prince's army, to show how strong I was." Trunks suddenly snapped, "Shut up." Goten looked his way, astonished. Trunks narrowed his blue eyes and glared at him, "Shut up. You're only bringing yourself down with this. We have to get out of here." He glanced at Goten's wounds, "When can you heal?"

Goten rubbed his wrists, grimacing. "Two days at the most." Trunks glanced down at his chains. "Do you think you'd be able to break this?"

Goten studied them for a minute then finally said, "They're iron but aged. They should be easy to break." Trunks nodded at the key hanging from the hook on the other side of the wall, where the icejins put to intimidate the young boys. "I could get that, but I'll need my hands."

Goten smiled grimly, "Do you think you could make a force field when we fight?" Trunks thought a while. It was quiet, except from the whimpering from the other prisoners and the yanking of chains. "No, I can't. Only people as far as my mother can go in that league. But I can heal quickly."

Goten gave him a sideways glance. Trunks stared back at him then said, "I need all my strength to do that. We need to rest." He glanced at the ceiling. "They are planing to kill us in a week. We have time."

Goten's dark eyes shimmered excitedly, "I never thought I'd have a friend as smart as you. I never thought I'd have a friend at all." Trunks stared at him, shocked. Goten added quietly, "I'm shorter than other boys my age."

Trunks considered this then said slowly, "I never noticed until you mentioned." Goten smiled and said, "Really?" Trunks nodded then grinned, "Yeah." He shifted his head into a comfortable position and said, "Get some rest, we need strength."

-(Nearby Village)-

"Excuse me, sir…" Chi Chi tailed after a man. He swirled around, hard gaze landing on her face, "What?" He barked. Chi Chi felt herself cower under his glare and timidly said, "Do you know where the icejins may be? My friends and I…" She didn't get a chance to continue as the man turned pale and disappeared in the crowd. "Sir!" She cried but it was no use. She pouted. Everyone was such a coward. At the word icejin made people push on. Must think I'm mad. She thought to herself.

She turned around to find Juu walking behind her. She was sighing as well, "Everyone thinks I'm crazy." She grumbled. Chi Chi nodded, "I don't think we'll ever get there." Juu glanced around them. "Everyone just tries to ignore the fact that they exist."

Goku walked up to them, red cape flying in the wind. "I didn't get anything." He said, hands behind him. His gaze was on the ground, apparently in thought.

"Hey!" Kurrin ran up to them. "I got a head start!" He stopped to catch his breath and said, "A man told me that the icejins are in the valley to the north. But it's freezing up there." Goku cut him off, frowning, "How'd he tell you that? Everyone's a coward." Kurrin mumbled out of the corner of his mouth, "He was drunk…"

A/N: Ugh... do I HATE my teachers and when I me hate I mean KILL! Projects, homeworks, yeah you could say life's good.

not.

anyway, just forget about all of them and REVIEW ME NOW!