Disclaimer- I own no part of DBZ and chances are... never will... I just write these stories cause I'm a sicko!
TRUNKS POV
My mother dressed her up in a fine white robe and together we put her in the glass tank.
While I held her up mother connected wires and stuff all over her body. These are MENT to let out small electric currents that heal the body in just a matter of hours, but the machine has never been tested... and not that I usually doubt my mothers inventions... her work... but I really am not comfortable with this... the idea of her Creeda dying. I don't want that to happen!
Mother places a mask over her mouth and steps back rubbing a hand over my shoulder before giving it a light squeeze. "Trunks. You better get out of the tank, I'm about to start it up! The wires will hold her wait till the liquid fills the tanks, then she'll be right!" Mum informs me giving me a light pull in her general direction.
I sigh and release Creeda her body straight away lags forwards like she's a rag doll. She's still a bloody mess, but the filters at the bottom of the tank will keep her clean... if all goes well.
Stepping back I watch mum close the tank and walk over to the control desk and start punching in buttons, codes, pulling leavers and switching switches. Then a voice comes from no where. A straight, non-emotional voice that made the words seem cold.
This is the computers words 'Beep, beep, beep, tank is filling, begin healing process of tanks filling' the computer says. This makes me jump a little and a new nervousness over comes me. There's no turning back now... the tank is filling, the door of the tank is locked and can't be opened without a code.
I really, really hope this works!
I watch the water in the tank raise removing the weight from Creeda's body so she just floats there. Head hung and robe waving in the waters unsettled motion. Her hands hang loosely at her side and all I can do is watch... gape... pray for something... a miracle!
Slowly I raise a hand pressing it on the glass and bow my head in thought and some reason, shame. I have finally found someone who cares about me but at the same time stands up for me. My first real friend since Gohan, who was also taken from me by the androids. And I'll be damed if I let it happen again!
My hand clenches into a fist and my eyes trail up to her face. I just stare at her praying for a reaction of any kind. But getting none.
"Trunks, come on. This could take hours, come up stairs and have something to eat." Mum begs voice smooth and begging, and normally this would get me to do anything for her... but not this time, this is too important to me for me to be fooled... pulled in by my mothers silly innocent acting, smooth talking trick!
"Nah mum. I'm staying here. I wanna be here when she wakes up... if she wakes up!" I say glancing over at mother who has already started up her lab stairs and now just stares at me.
She lets out a sudden sigh and nods. She knows there is no way in the world she could get Trunks up here unless her own life was in danger. "You care about her too much Trunks... remember, she came from space and is a saiyan. That basically spells out trouble!" Mum says.
My eyes sharpen at my mother for these words and I let out a growl for a second then sigh to myself and rub my forehead in stress.
"You don't get it mum, she's the first person since Gohan that I feel like I can relate to!" I say again looking to Creeda and pressing my hands against the glass just wishing I could touch her. Feel her soft smooth skin against my finger tips. But I may never do that again.
"Trunks. It could be a trick!" Mother exclaims.
This makes me again sharpen my eyes but stay looking at the tank watching her in the reflection on the glass. I hate the way mum doubts my way I judge people.
"She saved me mum... I've spoken to her... she only acts rowdy, she's just had a bad past similar to yours and mine. She has no family but a father who is somewhere in space and doesn't love her! I don't think she has any reason to be evil!" I state all the while death staring her through the reflection of the glass. But it doesn't bother mum. Just makes her grunt and cross her arms.
"You mentioned her being on a mission Trunks. That mission could be anything... it could be to destroy earth for all we know!" Mum exclaims.
Why is she so set on trying to make me loose faith in Creeda. Was mum THINKING she was getting a bad vibe? Well, that's her problem, there is nothing bad about Creeda!
"Mum, she's not a bad girl! She wouldn't do anything to earth, and if some reason that WAS her mission, I could stop her... I am more powerful then she is!" I growl deep down knowing I would never do anything to hurt her though. Not even if I had to.
"Oh, I am not arguing with you anymore Trunks! Stay here if you wish... you're wasting your bloody time though! You should be training!" Mother huffs.
Man, she must want me out of here... she never actually TELLS me that my training is important, I just do it and tell her it is! But that won't work either. I cross my arms and sit down by the tank back to the glass.
"Fine!" I mutter.
Mother lets out a stressed yell and storms up stairs slamming the lab door behind her.
My eyes trail to the closed door and I then let out a sigh as I pull my legs up close and rest my head on my knees. I know I'm in for one hell of a wait... a wait that could define the difference between life and death!
Man, short chapter for me, but I like to leave them at cliff hangers. More on the way, rate and rate!