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Still Trunks' POV
.../ The thought of her not living tears me apart! But if I can do anything to help her I will! Those androids will not get the last laugh! They will NOT get the satisfaction of picking me apart from the inside, using my heart as my weakness! I WILL save her, I won't allow myself to let another life slip through my fingers!
.../ Slowly and very cautiously I lower my hand to the knife going through her palm taking a hold of it. If I'm to save her I have to move her away from here which involves pulling her knives from her hands... this would be a whole lot easier if it didn't look like she was waking up!
.../ Her fingers start to shake and tremble, her mouth slightly opens to let out a faint pained whine! .../ "No, don't wake up! Not yet! This'll hurt allot less if you're unconscious! Don't wake up!" I say as my eyes trail away from the knife and up to her face. Her tensed up face!
.../ Her eyes tighten into a firm close and her mouth slightly open to show her bared fangs! She's clearly in lots of pain, and it's only going to worsen... I best do this while she's not fully conscious!
.../ I close my eyes lightly knowing I will hear a sharp loud scream very soon.
.../ My grip on the knife tightens and I take a good few deep breathes hands becoming sweaty like my face. I let out a deep sigh and open my eyes suddenly surprised with how sweaty my body is, I must be really nervous cause I can feel my heart pounding hard against my chest and my shirt has become sticky and sweaty and is sticking to me!
.../ "I'm sorry Creeda!" I mutter using a sudden heave to yank the knife from her hand blood and dirt mixed together going everywhere especially all over my face. Then comes the scream. I loud deafening scream that could almost burst the eardrums!
.../ I look down to her hand. Blood is pouring out of it very quickly and I can almost see through her wound, the gouge is that big. You can see right where the knife went, and on the inside you can see where the edge of the blade skimmed against the metacarpal bones in her hand. Its rather disgusting... and yet... here I am having to do it again with the other hand.
.../ I look to Creeda's face again. Her eyes are wide open and she's looking at me, breathing hard, panting... Blood's coming from her mouth allot more now. I'm not sure how but this whole process seems to have awakened some inner bleeding.
.../ "T-t-trunksss... w-w-what are y-you doing?" She speaks to me voice chocked with blood like she's on her dieing breath. Which I pray she isn't!
.../ "Creeda! I have to remove the other knife so I can take you somewhere to fix you up!" I say voice muffled with worry as I lean over her body taking a hold of the other knife in the other hand.
.../ She glances to it, lets out a pained weeze and looks away from both me and the knife... she knows this is going to hurt!
.../ I let out a light yell as I use my strength to pull the knife. But my powering up yell is no where near as loud as the scream Creeda does as I yank at the knife.
.../ I look to the knife in my hand that is now slightly raised in the air. I do a shocked look and loud gasp. The knife is still through her hand so I've lifted her arm above her head. The movement is so incredibly painful for her she's still yelling.
.../ "Trunks! For the love of God, lower my arm!" She yells to me.
.../ I know I can't even imagine the pain that she must be feeling right now.
.../ Quickly, quickly, I lower her arm so it's out to her side. My hand is shaking from shock. At least I won't have to see the huge gouge again. If I take her home, mum can remove the knife... it just hurts me too much to see that! Her blood everywhere! The hurt in her eyes as they lightly close and her breathing lowers.
.../ Wait! Breathing lowering! That can't be good!
.../ Instinctively my hand finds its way to her neck feeling for a pulse. Praying for a pulse!
.../ ... It's still there, but barely. I must hurry! I must quicken my pace! I must get her to my place right away!
.../ "Creeda, I'm gonna lift you... this could hurt! Bare with me!" I say looking nervous as I shift close slipping my arms under her. But before I lift her I pause. "Wait! One more thing! Sorry, but more pain!"I whisper then taking a hold of the handle of my sword taking a solid grip before tearing it from her flesh! Once again, there is another yell!
.../ I close my eyes as her pained scream echo's through my ears and for a good ten seconds I just stay in my position before placing my sword in its holder.
.../ "Ok, now I'll lift you..." I speak in a whisper as if trying to comfort her... but it'll take more then a few words to make her feel any better!
.../ My arms find their way under her body and I slowly lift her so she's in a bridal hold. She lets out a faint whine as I do this.
.../ "This shouldn't take long, now just try to relax, I'll have you home in a jiffy!" I say once again trying to soove her with words... pointless words! Telling her to relax won't take her mind off the pain caused by the deep gouges all over her body. A few simple words won't comfort her to the extent of which her pain is gone. Yet, it makes me feel a little better saying this. It's just letting her know I care I guess...
.../ I concentrate my energy and feel my feet lift from the ground as I go into a steady hover. I hover only a foot or so off the ground before throwing Creeda another look... just to check on her before taking off flying at full speed over the buildings of the city.
.../ I don't think I've ever gone this fast... the wind as I flew never bothered me before, but now as I fly the wind is stinging at my eyes like a fresh wound from a whip. But I won't give up! I'll just have to compromise! I squint my eyes and ignore the pain as I saw over the buildings below. Just looking for a sign of Capsule Corp... my home.
.../ Mum will be there. She always is! She never has a reason to go out and even if she does she often avoids it unless it is fully necessary. She basically lives in her house walls using them to conceal the paranoia that comes with thinking the androids will attack and kill her... she's always extremely hesitant about letting me go out and fight them too... she's almost lost me a good few times so I suppose that gives her the right to be scared. She would chain me down if she could! But she can never stop me or catch me to prevent me going to battle.
.../ I let out a deep sigh at these thoughts then look down to Creeda... the near stranger in my arms... I hardly know her yet I feel this warmth inside me when she's near... to protect her... I can't blame her for wanting to leave earth as quick as she can, this place is depressing and look at the harm the inhabitants of this planet have inflicted on her... not that we want these 'inhabitants' on our planet, no one wants them here... bastard androids...
.../ "I swear to you Creeda I will avenge you... your pain will not be in vain. Those androids will die!" I mutter to myself knowing that Creeda is unconscious... and chances are she can't hear a word I'm saying. Yet, I find comfort in speaking these words... guess the fact she can't hear me also makes me more confident to speak my mind.
.../ Finally I see the building in the distance I'm looking for... Capsule Corp!
.../ It looks like an overgrown cerement igloo with a large painted symbol on it representing Capsule Corp... Its a great place, but is falling in a bit. When I get around to it... when I know it won't be destroyed any more, I'll fix it! But that won't happen till the androids are dead!
.../ I land right near the front door so I can get in faster. I heave it open and pull it as wide as it'll go before running inside heart smashing against my chest.
.../ "MUM! MUUUM! HELP!" I yell at the top of my lungs pausing in the hall to look around quickly waiting for my mum to emerge from a room as she always does.
.../ Sweat is running down my face as I notice her coming up stairs and run over to her. "Mum! Mum! Help her!" I beg tears starting to swell in my eyes as I raise my arms slightly so mum can see Creeda better and when she does she gasps!
.../ "Trunks! What happened to her?" Mum asks looking to Creeda as she lays next to lifeless in my arms. I take a few deep breathes and look down to her again.
.../ "The androids!" I simply stutter giving Creeda a light squeeze wishing for a reaction on her behalf but getting none!
.../ "Of course, THOSE BASTARDS!... come on, get her to the medical room, we'll fix her up there!" Mother says filled with stress. But for a second I can't move. I have never herd my mother use such language! I know she hates the androids and such things probably go through her head every second of the day, but she never said it! Not till now!
.../ "Trunks! Medical room! NOW!" Mum says raising her voice when I go off into a trance.
.../ I nod and then run down to the medical room mum at my heels. I pit her on a operating table and stare at her as mum pulls on some gloves. The disposable kind.
.../ "Ok Trunks, step back! This could get messy!" Mum tells me as she leans over Creeda. My eyes widen when I see her start to remove her clothes. Mum shoots me a glance as she starts trying to get the cinglet off. "If this makes you feel awkward, leave Trunks!" Mum says voice filled with determination. She isn't going to let me get in the way of what she's about to do.
.../ "No, it's fine! I'm fine! I've gotta stay here, I gotta help her!" I insist grabbing a pair of gloves from a small box and struggling to pull them on. It's hard to get on gloves when your hands are wet, and mine are just about dripping with sweat! I then return to Creeda's side. Mum's already removed her to and is studying the wounds over her body. She's especially eying the large gouge in my size caused by my sword.
.../ I stare at Creeda in amazement! She has such a well toned body. She's muscley for a female, but I have to try and remember, she is half saiyan. I can see faint lines and dints in her skin around the stomach where a six packs faint outline lyes. I look up her body. You would think by her face that she's only young, late teens. A year or two younger then myself but her chest says other things. She seems fully developed... and don't worry, I'm not purving that bad, her chest currently has what appears to be a metal chest plate that only goes around the front of her chest some how, beyond my knowing, staying on.
.../ "She has many serious wounds, cuts to manger blood vessels. She's loosing blood at a dramatic pace! Chances are, she won't make it. The only thing I can suggest are the 'Vitalizing Tanks'" Mother says words hitting me hard like a poison arrow through the chest. My eyes widen along with my mouth. It takes a while for her words to speak in before I can find the words I need to speak.
.../ "But mother, the tank is not ready! We don't even know if it works!" I point out doing wild hand movements as I speak. Mum looks to me with her bright blue eyes staring at me in a serious way.
.../ "We can only try, if we don't do this, she'll die anyway!" Mum says.
Oh dear, Creeda's life lays in the balance. From all perspectives it looks like she's gonna die already!... Maybe this story will be cut short! OO' Rate and Rate! Tell me what u think!