Disclaimer- I own no part of DBZ! 'sigh' I WISH I owned Trunks!
.../ I was out the front door of Trunks' house standing on the lawn and staring up at the starry sky letting out a deep, upset sigh.
.../ I guess I didn't mean to be nasty to Trunks... I don't think I did. But something just makes my blood boil at the way he thinks I'm so venerable... like I'm some sort of a child! Like I can't look after myself... I can only assume it's because I'm female... But I am a saiyan... well, half saiyan, I can look after myself. Some reason he seems to think I can't though.
.../ "Males can be such... such... weirdo's?" I utter to myself then letting out another loud sigh tilting my head as I stare to the stars as they sparkle brightly overhead.
.../ "Can't wait to do my mission and get out of here, be free... this place is so depressing, maybe that's why I'm not myself." I decide brushing some hair back over my shoulders then sitting down on the ruined grass, just to stare into the skies some more. Think back on today, think back on the events.
.../ "Or maybe it's Trunks that is making me not myself." I think out loud resting my head in my clapped hands and groaning in frustration. Cause you can't fix something when you don't know what's wrong.
.../ I feel like breaking down, crying, but my pride won't let me. I was trained better then to have to cry every time confusion confusion engulfed me. Trained better then to want to be sick in the stomach at the thought of the people of earth and what they're going through. Pitying earth, after all, it has nothing to do with me, right? Right? I'm just a visitor, I'm getting in, getting out... I hope I'm not here long.
.../ "Great stars huh. I love coming out here at night!" Trunks' voice says behind me.
.../ I don't look at him, but do nod in response.
.../ I hear his foot steps then see him out of the corner of my eye also taking at seat on the grass about two meters to my right. He's also staring up into the stars.
.../ I suddenly look to him, eyebrows low in confusion. He's looking so lost in the stars as he stares like he's never seen it before.
.../ Suddenly I feel sorry for him. He's never been off earth, never seen the planet he's from. That must suck really bad, to not know a thing about yourself. Maybe I should teach him a thing or two, just to return the favor of him letting me stay here at his house.
.../ "You see that group of stars over there?" I ask pointing a finger at a small cluster of stars in a circle with a blank starless area in them. It's like a starry ring.
.../ Trunks throws me a glance, follows my finger and leans a little closer to me wincing his eyes to try and see which group I mean. "Well, no. It's hard to tell where you're pointing to from here." Trunks informs me.
.../ I look to him and then shift myself over so I'm at his side, so close I can feel the warmth of his body on me as our sides lightly touch. I lean close to him and raise a hand to the sky. "Right there! The one that looks like a ring!" I announce.
.../ Trunks looks around the sky a second then nods his head eyes focusing on the starry ring above us. "Oh yeah, I see it!" Trunks says nodding a few times and just staring at it.
.../ I lower my hand and look to Trunks even though he still looks up to the starry ring in fascination. "Right in the middle of all those stars is my home planet. The one my father lives on..." I begin, pausing as I shuffle a little feeling uncomfortable all the sudden. "Where the few remaining saiyans are." I inform eyes glancing back to the sky above as I raise my hand a second time to another clutch of stars. "And in between that is the place I was trained... never go there!" I insist.
.../ Trunks looks down from the stars and looks to me. His eyes wide and slightly confused. "Why did you go there if it's that bad?" Trunks asks staring at my eyes, searching for honesty. I bite my tongue and lightly grit my teeth, not in anger, in thought of how to explain it.
.../ "I... I didn't go at free will. When my mother died, my father could not handle me. Such a hypoactive 5 year old child, not to mention he was a warrior. So, he sent me away to be beat into shape..." I inform burying my head in my knees which I now hug close to my chest. "I haven't seen him since!" I say after a pause.
.../ Trunks stares at me, intensely listening to every word I say like it could save his life some day. Like he had waited for years to hear these words. Then, to see me being torn apart by these words, looking close to tears... it makes him sick!
.../ "Hey! It's ok! He still loves you, he just wants what is best for you..." Trunks says wrapping his arms around my shoulder and pulling me close resting his head on mine to listen to me weep, try more to clear my tears.
.../ "NO! He doesn't love me! He never even wrote a letter! Not in my whole 12 years there!" I say raising my voice in frustration... in heart break, but soon quiet down and bury my face into Trunks' shoulder crying some more. "I... I never understood as a child why my father didn't write, why all the other kids got letters but not me. I used to think up excuses for him, used to act like I didn't care! But over the years the truth sunk in, there's no war, no attack on the planet, nothing to keep him from writing other then his own ignorance... he blocked me out Trunks!" I say covering my eyes and weeping some more.
.../ Trunks does a look of hurt and pity for me taking a hand and lowering my hands with his and looking into my eyes shaking his head over and over again. "No, he didn't block you out! I'm sure he still loves you, I'm sure there was a reason for what he did..." Trunks tells me.
.../ I shake my head over and over very quickly tears fastening there pace down my face. Trunks is trying so hard to make me feel better... yet...
.../ "NO! NO! NO! There is no reason! Don't cover for him!" I yell at Trunks soon after covering my mouth. Trunks is trying hard to be nice and I'm yelling at him. I whimper and wrap my arms around his arm crying into his leathery, purple jacket. "Please! ... don't take his side!" I whisper.
.../ Trunks has never seen someone so upset. And he comes from a place of misery. He doesn't know how to react about a girl crying all over him, so just tries his luck.
.../ He places his hand under my chin wiping away my damp tears on the bottom of my face and then using his thumb, wipes the tears away from under my eyes doing a smile as he does so.
.../ "I'm on no side but yours. Just saying, he can't forget his own flesh and blood and eventually he'll realize how stupid he was to just send you away like that and by then you'll be gone, over him. So, come on, he's the one who should be crying... dry those tears!" Trunks says wiping away a few more tears and smiling at me some more. A toothy smile which he clearly expects me to respond to.
.../ I wipe my cheeks with the back of my hand and do a light sniff forcing out a smile. And it must have been a pretty lame smile cause Trunks does a light chuckle.
.../ "Seems like your life has been pretty rough too. I'm sure the way we are, we could really talk to each other... relate to each other's situations. I wish you were staying on earth... too bad you're leaving after your mission... aren't you?" Trunks asks. I nod a few times eyes staring at my feet then rolling back up to stare at the sky.
.../ "I could stay... but I can't!" I say, sentence making no sense. Trunks perks an eyebrow clearly catching on to how my response was next to gibberish.
.../ "Huh?" He asks waving his hand a little in confusion and keeping his mouth open after speaking.
.../ I sigh and look to Trunks slowly. "This place is... no offense, very depressing." I inform Trunks looking to my feet in embarrassment. After a few seconds of silence I look up to Trunks who is smiling to me to my surprise.
.../ "Yeah, can't blame you for wanting to find a better place." Trunks says looking up to the sky eyes filled with daydreams and hopes. It's almost like I can see his every fantasy flashing through his eyes.
.../ He then turns back to me smiles again then looking to his feet as the smile fades to a frown.
.../ "Um, Trunks, what's wrong?" I ask voice a whisper. I raise a hand gently placing it on Trunks' shoulder and giving it a light squeeze.
.../ Trunks' eye look back to the starry skies and he lets out a depressed sound. "This place was once a beautiful planet... I know it was, though for me it's kinda hard to remember that way, the androids started attacking earth and tearing it apart when I was only little." Trunks pauses and turns to me a faint smile tickling the side of his mouth. "And I reckon it will be beautiful again some day!" Trunks smiles.
.../ I stare at him a few seconds, then hug my knees close to me again rocking lightly as I then stare up to the sky. "Yeah, as soon as the androids are destroyed." I inform.
.../ Trunks does one very quick, sharp nod eyebrows tight and mad at the thought of the androids. "Right!" He agrees then turning to me just looking at me a few seconds before finally speaking again. "Maybe we should go inside."
.../ I look to him then the stars and slowly nod.
.../ Trunks gets to his feet slowly. He cracks his neck then offers me a hand to help me up.
.../ I just stare at it a second, wondering weather to except. A smile then comes to my lips and I take his hand holding it tight in mine and with a sudden heave, he pulls me up to my feet.
.../ I brush off the legs of my pants and then my top before looking up to Trunks again. He stands there watching every little movement I make.
.../ I perk an eyebrow and raise my lip slightly in a state of confusion.
.../ Trunks notices me looking at him and blushes turning his back to me and making a coughing choking sound as he clears his throat. "Um, let's go inside." He says walking towards the house, head bowed in embarrassment.
.../ For a few seconds I just stand there watching the clumsiness in the way Trunks walks cause he's nervous, then follow him over the dry lawn and into his house.
.../ I lay on a bed, staring at the roof. I've just been laying here for about an hour doing no particular thing, thinking no particular thoughts. Just letting the world swallow me up. I feel no particular feelings right now, not hunger, not heart ache, nothing. I guess you could say I feel soulless.
.../ Trunks enters. "Hey, you hungry?" He asks in a low whisper.
.../ I shoot him a quick glance, let out a sigh and shake my head a few times. My stomach feels way too knotted to eat.
.../ Trunks looks a bit worried but nods all the same, his wispy hair falling in front of his eyes as he does so. He looks at me for a few seconds through the strands of hair then turns away shooting me a glance before leaving, but he does say "Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning." Trunks whispers exiting the room and very lightly closing the door behind himself.
.../ I stare at the door a good few seconds then feel myself scramble under the blankets shifting to get comfortable before dozing off.
.../ My eyes slowly open. I can see the suns friendly rays sparking through the window near the bed.
.../ Sitting up I take a few seconds to stretch before stumbling out the door and staggering down the hall this time being very cautious of my step. I don't want to take another spill, my pride couldn't handle that.
.../ I follow the strong power level that leads me to the kitchen where Trunks stands, sipping a glass of water and staring at the radio listening to the broadcasts and whether updates. He looks very serious till he notices me then he does a smile before looking back to the radio.
.../ 'There is android activity on the outskirts of Truten City... TRUTEN CITY IS UNDER ATTACK!' the radio suddenly bursts out. Well, so much for the whether!
.../ I see Trunks' nose screw up and his teeth show in rage. His eyebrows slant down and he lets out an annoyed grunt. "Grr! That does it! They're gonna pay this time!" Trunks decides adjusting his belt, then checking his swords strap before straitening up and clenching his fists strongly at his side.
.../ "Trunks! I'm coming with you!" I announce nodding surely adjusting my belt strap with it's knifes in, which I some how managed to sleep with on.
.../ Trunks looks to me for a few seconds, eyes tinted with horror and determination as he shakes his head solidly. His blue eyes piercing through me, he knows what he wants! But this time, I ain't going to let him get it.
.../ I bear my teeth and walk close to Trunks. He is quite a bit bigger then me, but his size does not faze me. I give him a hard poke in the ribs and tighten my eyes into a glare. "You almost died to them last time! There's two of them, there should be two of us. Your chances of killing them rises dramatically!" I point out to Trunks who still looks to me, eyes sharp, but he knows there is nothing he can do. Even if he tells me to stay, I will follow him anyway.
.../ Trunks smiles and nods a few times cracking his neck to one side of his head then smirking. "Ok, you're right, let's go!" Trunks finally agrees.
.../ A crooked smile teases the side of my mouth. I knew I would get my way. I generally always do!
.../ Its a five minute fly to Truten city. Well, as long as you fly at full speed which Trunks is. He doesn't want to miss them. This time he has back up and he wants the androids dead! He wants them to pay!
.../ "Huh? Hey! There they are!" I hear Trunks yell in front of me snapping me out of my trance. I start looking around quickly eyes scowering across the ground till I finally spot the destructive duo below us.
.../ The girl one, if you can call it that sits on a totally wrecked car. Her legs are crossed, and if it weren't for the tight black pants she wears under them you could see up her skirt. Her short shoulder high blond hair flows over her face partially covering her bright blue eyes as she looks to the ground. She wears a small black vest that covers a long sleeve white striped top. This whole outfit is topped off with a pare of orange cow boyish boots.
.../ The guy dresses just as bad. Blue jeans that tuck into his socks that go into a large pair of boots. He simply wears a black long sleeve top, his eyes also blue, but more sharp, more full of hate... coldness. The girls are like a pool of hate, but his, his are like frozen ice pools that contain his hatred, and the ice within looks like it's gonna blow.
.../ While the girl looks bored the guy is seeming very amused with blowing up building and killing the remaining survivors.
.../ Trunks tilts his body so his feet are facing the ground and lowers himself towards earth me following not far behind. His feet touch the cracked up earth and the androids freeze taking a moment before finally turning to us. At this moment I'm only just touching down.
.../ "Look, it's the Boy and his girlie friend!" The guy android grunts not at all impressed by the way we barged in on their little 'party'. The Guy androids eyes darken even more, his look could almost freeze you!
.../ "Yeah, it's us. We've come here to destroy yous... FOOLS! It was only a matter of time before the tides turned! Your death is drawing nearer and nearer by the second! I just hope you find your death as exciting and amusing as you find other peoples!" Trunks yells eyes sharp his eyes also going a cold icey blue. It's rather scary to see Trunks like this, so full of rage and hate. Never the less, I can't blame him, these robots are the destroyer of the planet. It;s just weird to see this part of Trunks. His teeth bared, fists clenched and eyes sharp. Set for a kill!
.../ "Hm, so you think that you and this... this girl can beat us. What a joke! Yet..." The guy android pauses after looking to the ground for a while he looks up staring at me eyes still cold, they almost jab through me. How can you stop something with that much hate?
.../ "What my brother is saying is bringing your girlie friend was a big mistake!" The girl chuckles eyes lightly closed and arms crossed firmly across her chest. She snorts lightly and looks up to Trunks eyes glinting in a teasing way. They know something we don't know! And thats never good!
.../ "Creeda, stay near me!" Trunks says voice in a kind of whisper. He peers over his shoulder at me eyes still rather sharp and dangerous, but in the same way, full like a pool of worry. But, how he can speak such rubbish is beyond my understanding! I'm a pure blood saiyan and quite likely a greater threat to the androids then him. How can he think he can protect me?
.../ "Trunks are you daft? I can watch out from myself. Who saved who here?" I ask in a sort of hiss of annoyance my eyes sharpening in stress as I move myself into a fighting stance.
.../ "Please Creeda, they're after you!" Trunks informs me eyebrows raising a little looking in a sense... worried. His eyes soften back to their normal softness and the coldness fades away.
.../ "Me?" I ask straitening up and going out of my fighting stance. My face is painted with confusion and my eyebrows are as high as they can go.
.../ "Yes, you! You see, you're his weakness... anything happens to you! Ha ha ha ha! He'll never live with himself!" The guy androids voice whispers full of hate from right behind me. I can't even react before an arm loops around my throat from behind, not so much chocking me but stopping me from being able to break free... run away.
.../ "UNHAND HER!" Trunks yells going to run towards me and help, but is stopped by the girl android as she grabs him by the throat lifting him up slightly chocking him. He can still breathe, his voice is just a weaze though.
.../ His legs start kicking as he tries to get from the girls grasp as she lifts him up, up into the air flying as she does so. "Should I kill him?" Asks the girl looking to her brother. The brother looks to me and smirks at me as I start kicking madly hoping to break free and be able to help Trunks. But having no effect. The androids grip is too tight.
.../ "No! Just knock him out! I want him to suffer in the worst way possible way... heart ache!" The guy android laughs.
.../ My squirming increases. I'm not a 100 on what they're talking about, but knocking out Trunks, I already know I'm against that!
.../ I see Trunks' eyes widen as he shoots the girl android a glance then me mouthing out a few words. It's hard to tell but I'd say he's saying 'run'. Doesn't he get it, even if I could I wouldn't leave him! It's now I see the girls hand raise coming down hard on the back of Trunks' neck knocking him out quickly with little or no pain. At least he's ok!
.../ I look to the guy android as he smirks evily. 'Why do I get the feeling I'm going to be experiencing lots of pain shortly?' I think knowingly. They're gonna do something to me... they think it'll effect Trunks. They must be nuts! I may fall, but Trunks will fight on!
.../Trunks' POV
.../My eyes ever so slowly open and, for a second I just lay there on the hard cerment looking across the cracked ground staring at the fallen building in front of me about fifteen meters away. My eyes are wide and I hardly blink. I'm in too much of a state of thought. I can hardly remember what happened, what I'm doing out here. I know I'm after the androids, it's always what I'm doing in the city. But I feel unharmed. The androids never leave me unharmed!
.../ My hands slowly shift up my body so it's like I'm trying to do a push up. A few more seconds I just lay there trying to gain the energy to lift myself. I feel a surge of energy flow through me and in a sudden burst I lift my weight forcing myself to sit up.
.../ The second I get into this position I take a few more seconds to think. Then things start coming back to me in flashes. A sickly feeling feeling forms in my gut as images flood through my head. The androids, the torchure, the torment "CREEDA!" I yell out loud as I get to my feet realizing I have no physical pains! It's just my pride that is broken and making me feel so weak.
.../ "Creeda!" I yell again as I start running around looking for a sign of her. Anything! I just have to know she's ok!
.../ I run over to a battered fallen building and peer in. Nothing. Then under some cars. No sign. I try sensing her energy... I can feel it somewhere! But it's so small so weak! I have to find her.
.../ Using a trail of energy I make my way towards where Creeda should be... and you can bet I found her.
.../ "Oh my GOD!" I gasp as I run into the small park in center city of Truten. Fallen trees are everywhere but still the grass in relatively green and there is a small clearing and that's where she is!
.../ I feel my heart slow as I draw nearer and nearer to her. Those fucking androids! What have they done to her?
.../ I stand over her a few seconds before the feeling in my gut becomes to much. The knotting tightens so much I just fall to my knees eyes scanning over her body.
.../ "No... no!" I whisper at the back of my throat as I rub a hand over her smooth face eyes beginning to fill with tears. The androids sure know how to hit me where it hurts!
.../ I lift my hand from her bloody face and look to it. It's covered in red oozy blood that drips from numerous cuts. Biggest of which is a slash over one eye. She also has blood dripping from her nose and streaming from her lip, as well as many other smaller cuts.
.../ I slightly bow my head closing my eyes tight at the pain of seeing her in such a state. She's close to death!
.../ I open my eyes that are now fuzzed by the vision of lots of tears, and because of my bowed head I can't help but be looking at her hand. But now, I wish I didn't.
.../ All the way through her hand, up to the handle is her knife. It goes strait through her hand then goes deep into the turf almost pinning her down. This is in both hands. She's lost lots of blood from this.
.../ ... Imagen, having your own weapon used to defeat you. That would have to be the worst feeling.
.../ How wrong I am. I find myself feeling in my sword case while staring at a newly noticed wound... though it is obvious, it had taken me so long to see... to realize. Maybe cause I didn't want to see it! My hands run over my empty sword case and I realize my worst fear is true! The androids also used my weapon on her! My sword.
.../ It's dug deep into her side just below the ribs and is splattered with blood. For them to be able to do all this to her. They must have ganged up. Had to! Those sickos... "THOSE SICKOS!" I find myself yelling to the air... into complete nothingness! They did this to her! They will pay! There death was going to be quick, painless, but now it's going to be slow, dragged out, pained as much as possible!
.../ My eyes stare at her some more. Her breathing wheezed by the chocking on her own blood. I think she's going to die! Her cuts are bad! She's not gonna make it!
.../ Dun dun duuuun! Poor Creeda got gang attacked by a mob of androids!... well two actually... please, tell me what you think!