A/N: Not much to say, but I hope you like the chapter.
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On with the chapter...
Undercover
By: Dark Huntress
Chapter 13- Facing One's Future
Rising from my kneeling position, I looked up into the night sky, void as it was now, upon the horizon, storm clouds formed. Lightening struck, far away a echoing, and lonely sound of thunder called out. The blissfully strong sound echoing through canyons and mountains, shaking Mother Earth, and making her bend to it's will.
Sighing, still drenched in the thickness of the red bodily fluid, I stood shakily to my feet. The strange phenomenon that occurred earlier, was something I would have to speak with Vegeta about immediately. The absolute power of the new resolution, was phenomenal, something that should not have been. So much energy in one being was dangerous. When one could out power a level six with ease, one should worry, because the heart, mind, and soul could become corrupted. And to become as such when so strong, well, I myself could be a very possible threat to the place I try to protect.
With great power, comes great responsibility. With great responsibility, comes great heartache. With great heartache, come great evil. An evil so wicked that one such as Freeza would become the hero. And I realized from that point, that to become one with this power, good would become bad, bad would become good, and all that I knew, would virtually be flipped around, so that nothing made sense.
Shaking my over worked head, I turned and stared at the place in which the small battle had waged. One that would surely begin a great war, with a very formidable force. The armor that Freeza wore was definitely from a empire in which I had never witnessed. Whatever the kingdom was, it was strong, and coming closer to my planet by every minute I stood and thought.
Reeling back in absolute shock. I realized how much my sense had increased in my normal state alone. Though hundreds, maybe thousands away, I could feel the immense power of the foe, the intenseness of the creatures that walked upon the ship in space. My smelling was increased ten fold, I could literally smell the wind. Not what was being carried in the arms of the breeze, but the air itself. Alone. Untainted. Pure.
My eyes could see past the farthest star if the need would arise. If I so chose, I could see the ship that passed through the galaxy. I could see each ripple in the oceans surface miles upon miles away. A small dog caught a frisbee, and then running back to the little boy in which he called master, deposited the small toy into his outstretched hand.
Hearing a nearby squeal, I blink in surprise. Several miles, over on the shores of Florida, a dolphin jumps into the air, chasing the boat nearby. Her cries of joy hitting the water, and bouncing back onto the boat, and then traveling further to me.
I could sense movement in everything now. Even the nearby trees, their trunks moving slightly, so little that no one could tell. In fact, in a hundred years, it would have probably moved one foot from where it now resides. Smiling, I washed myself in the new sensations, the onslaught, and tirade of unknown realities that I had missed before.
Finally taking to the air, the sweet smelling air swirling about me, tugging at my torn and tattered clothing with a sweet and soft caress of a lover. Smiling, I can't help but enjoy the feeling of the night about me. Its ever consuming, possessive nature welcoming me into its depths and mysteries.
The city beneath me smelled of foul toxins, that floated about, and consumed all that was living and pure. Frowning, I could help but find a dislike for the factories that employed millions of people. It corrupted our world, dragging it down into a sour oblivion of its very own. A dark world in which evil reigned supreme above all else, above all good.
Looking at the bright lights, a familiar presence surged around my body, making me weary of my surroundings. Now that they knew what, and who, the enemies would only come that much quicker. Why did it have to be him? Why did he have to be the one? It wasn't supposed to be this way, it wasn't supposed to be this way.
With tears streaming down my only slightly bruised cheeks, I raced towards Capsule Corps, this new information had to be shared, and something decided. My transformation was early, due to my life being endanger when fighting Freeza, but his time was soon, and without me there, all of the others might die.
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Landing in the front lawn, I looked at the now dark windows. Checking the still full driveway, I concluded that my family had decided to stay, and for this I was glad. Here, maybe they could be provided with more protection.
Jogging my way up to the front door, I took out the tiny key that gleamed in the dull lighting. Sticking it into the tiny hole, I twisted my wrist, and in so, turned the lock so that the door could be passed through. Sighing, I looked up at the shadowed figures of two people, one male, one female, and how they embraced sent my heart to aching. I would never experience what they had, because of the way things were. I would never feel love like they had, like Goten and Bra.
Shaking my head, ridding myself of such depressing thoughts, I pushed the door aside, and entered the home, or mansion, in which I would be staying.
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The front room was pitch dark, the families retired to their rooms for the night. Dropping my stained coat on the back of the couch, I stretched my arms up as high as I could, dispelling the kinks and knots from my muscles. Slipping off my shoes in the doorway, I looked at my clothes with disgust, their would be no saving them.
Sighing, I walked around the couch, and slipped onto the deep comforts of it. The soft velvet like fabric surrounding me on all sides, touching my skin gently, and lulling me into a state of rest. Yawning, I couldn't help but close my eyes in exhaustion, Freeza was gone, but the others still came.
Tucking my feet up closer against me, I could feel the cold air hit my skin through the tears in my once nice clothing. Looking down at the shredded fabric, I inwardly groaned at how delighted my mother, and grandmother would be.
"You can stop staring at me now Vegeta, I know you're there," looking towards the darkest shadowed corner, I watched as his figure pushed itself off of the wall, and stroll into the opening.
"Something happened, didn't it?" his cold gaze met my dark eyes, and a shiver ran up my spine, this male let out a steady wave of absolute power, something a king should possess.
"Yeah, yeah, something did," I looked down at my hands, blood and dirt wedged underneath the edge of each and every nail.
"Well, are you going to spit it out, or do I have to beat the living shit out of ya?" his voice came across gruff, as it usually did, but the underlying amount of curiosity only it made it that much harsher.
"Sorry Vegeta, but I doubt you could," my voice was emotionless, and I looked out forlornly at the fireplace, the shadows resembling much like my heart at the moment.
"What...happened?" the noted harshness of his voice brought me out of my smug attitude, and made me obey him immediately.
"It happened Vegeta. Its started," I literally broke down at his feet, crying out my eyes, tears drenching my once dried skin.
"What started?" his voice became comforting, soothing.
"The story you use to tell us, that story from your planet. It came to be," my voice cracked, my hands covering my red, bloodshot eyes.
"What came to be!" his voice shook throughout the home, and the audible sound of scurrying feet upstairs alerted us to the other's presence.
Their rapid steps pounded down the carpeted staircase. The sliding of their hands on the railing squeaking, and squealing slightly as they halted their hurried movements. Quick breathing echoed eerily throughout the large room, bouncing off the far wall, and resounding all around. Their watching gazes heated the back my neck, the little hairs located on my arms raising slightly.
A agitated woman with short, blue hair, and her hands on her hips, kept sighing repeatedly, setting my already frazzled nerves on edge. Her blazing ocean eyes coldly locked onto the king's face, and a shiver of dread when up my spine. The woman's demeanor was threatening, hostile, scaring me slightly, and without hesitation, my body acted on its own accord.
My eyes glowing, and my hair swishing outwards like a gust of wind, a snap of electricity floated through the air. Airborne, the bolt of energy crackled and zipped for the one it considered a threat. Finding the one with an angry stature, it shot out in her direction, sizzling and popping in its wake.
Crying out, Bulma grabbed her arm, holding it tightly as a tiny, though deep scrape formed on her upper arm. Rushing to her side, Vegeta supported her small form, holding her upright so her body wouldn't slide to the ground in shock. Her mouth slightly grimaced in pain, but her eyes were agape in shock and surprise. What had happened?
"Pan! What is going on?" his voice was voiced with concern, yet the underlying of stern curiosity played out as well.
"'Several years from now,
On the night of the darkest sky,
Two babe's will be born,
One dark, one light.
One royal, and one of common birth,
Will fight against the other
The world will battle,
Brother against brother.
The day will come,
When the skies painted red,
The heavens crying,
For the dead.
Blue hair, against black,
The battle will rage on,
And who is to be the winner,
Is not decided on.
The dust will clear,
The tears will fall.
And through the night,
A mourning call.
For the two were lovers,
Two halves of a whole.
And with the outcome,
The other must fall.'" Sighing, I looked for the understanding that I knew would come. The dawning in his eyes explained it all. Vegeta knew, Armageddon was here. "You remember..."
"Yes, I remember, but, neither of you have blue hair," his statement rang through her ears like tiny bells. "That's why we thought perhaps it was Bra and Goten."
"No, its not. I have blue hair Vegeta, when I transform, there is your blue," my voice cracked, the enormous amount of pressure that was now put onto our shoulders, was something I wasn't prepared for. No one could be.
"Its here isn't? The end?" his voice cut through the air, his abrupt appearance spooking most of us in the room. "Now the only question is, which one of us?"
"Us? I don't understand, I thought the neat little poem you just said was about two lovers fighting against...oh wait a minute! You two! Since when!" Goten's face lightened considerably, his cobalt eyes alight with joy and humor, his skin slightly tinged with excitement.
"Goten..." I groaned out, my forehead in my hands, how could someone related to me be such an ignorant moron?
"You fool! Why did you think we sent her away?" Vegeta's voice growled towards the young male, almost for speaking out, not because of what he said.
"Goten, Pan was sent away because we started to bond a long time ago. In Saiyan terms, she was completely ready to become my mate at the age of fourteen, but on Earth, it's different," Trunks' easy going voice calmed the befuddled man, making him look curiously between us two.
The others looked at me, their contemplating features boring at me, making me feel very strange and uncomfortable. Their obvious wonderment was present, but they didn't truly understand the full extent of this outcome. Only the full blooded Saiyans did, and the one's who were involved directly.
"But that still leaves the question...who is good, and who is evil?" Goku's usually cheerful tone, now resembled Vegeta's stern one, the heritage of his past showing through.
"I don't know grandpa, I don't know," my mind jumbled together in one blur, how could this be happening? That stupid saying was just supposed to be a bed time story for me and him, nothing more. It wasn't supposed to be our destiny, our future.
"What made you transform?" dad's voice was calculating, his hand upon his chin, rubbing the tiny stubbles of hair that needed shaved.
"I fought Freeza," the gasp of surprise from everyone's mouth resounded off of the wall, their suspicion evident.
"You couldn't of fought Freeza, dear, he's dead," my mother's words cut through my brain, was it really Freeza whom I fought?
"No, he came back," Trunks called out, everyone's attention moving directly to him.
"What do you mean he came back?" Bra fear was evident, her trembling shoulders quickly being hushed by Goten's gentle embrace.
"He died, the day Gohan, Goten, and I fought him. But he was revived by her, to complete her wicked and twisted plans," nodding my head, I watched as his head bent down, his features shadowed from view.
"So, you mean, that...that, bastard his walking around! I won't stand for it!" Chi Chi's consistent screeching made everyone laugh slightly, her wild personality still intact.
"Chi Chi! Do you realize what you did?" mother's voice was filled with surprise and suppressed laughter.
"What?" Chi Chi looked at her daughter-in-law anxiously, what had she done to surprise her so?
"You cursed!" her shrill laughter made everyone smile, the thought of the strict woman to let such a foul word to flow past her lips was quite hilarious.
Shaking his head, dad took mom by the arm, leading her up the stairs, shaking his head at his insane mate. Her wild shrieks of humor echoed down the halls, her shrill voice ringing in our sensitive ears.
Sighing, the rest of us looking at one another, a silent agreement seemed to pass from one person to the next. Our eyes were heavy, our bodies drained. We needed sleep, but the ever present threat was still upon us.
"I think we should retire for the night, and talk about this in the morning," Bulma's exhausted tone brought us to agreement immediately.
"Yes, we will discuss this later, right now, we all need rest," Vegeta led the way up the stairs, while I remained slightly, my heart sinking lower and lower in my chest.
Waiting for me, Trunks crossed his arms across his chest in silent pondering. Looking up at him with sorrow, our eyes meant, and a feeling of warmth seeped throughout my body. His warm and loving gaze, that only was shown to me, warmed my once cold and numb body. But, through the light of his presence, the darkness was closing in. Reality would soon wake us from this perfect moment.
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A/N: Ok guys, I know its short, but I hope its good. I do have a question though. In the next chapter, a lemon will be present. But since this website is so strict, I was thinking about posting the lemon part of it onto and then putting up the connection, or whatever, to it on my profile. Tell me if you think it is better if I do it this way. See ya!
Dark Huntress