King Vegita: Disclaimer: VFC does not own anything!! If she did, then there would be no such thing as GT because everything was ruined then!! Although, she does own the queen…
VFC: Kingy, that couldn't have sounded creepier…O.o;
King Vegita: -loud booming voice- I MEANT HER CHARACTER!!
VFC: O.O -slightly cowering in fear- Er... This chappie's depressing... well, I think it is... And yes, the mystery kid IS Mirai Trunks... WooT! n.n
"Talking" 'Thinking/Flashbacks/dreams…etc.' Saiya-go (A/N: Author's Notes)
One Girl, One Wish
Chapter Thirteen: Imaginary
" Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming,
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light"
–Evanescence: Imaginary–
Trunks' POV
Quickly glancing down at myself, I see that I am shorter than I am supposed to be… It was as though I were a three-year-old child once again. It was then that I realized…that I was having that same reoccurring nightmare that has plagued my once peaceful slumber… The sky was unusually black just as it had been on that day… I was in that same dark alleyway…that I had been in on that day…I was hiding and I was too young to know who or what I was hiding from and why… If only I could just wake up…!
My mother slowly knelt down before me. Her eyes were glassy and red… had she been crying…? She abruptly wrapped her arms around me and embraced me in a tight yet gentle and protective hold. She buried her face in my hair and I could feel a warm wetness falling onto the top of my lavender head. I assumed the wetness was my mother's tears… I was scared– no, beyond scared… and hearing my mother's muffled sobs caused me to feel even more afraid.
"Mommy, are we going to be ok…?" I asked; my voice sounded small, frightened, and innocent… How long has it been since I sounded like that…? My mother slightly loosened the hold she had on me and pulled away to look me in the eyes. She motioned for me to stay quiet…and I did as she said.
I gazed up at my father. He was towering over us and glaring off into the distance. My father slightly tilted his head to look at Mother and me. Even at three-years-old, I knew my father was a proud, cold man…but the look he was giving Mother and I now…was a look that I had never seen before… In his eyes, I could see sadness, regret, shame…… It was almost as if… he thought he had failed at something…and I was not certain what that was. He looked away from us once more, "I'm going…," he whispered softly.
My mother flung her head around to look at my father; her hair slightly brushed my face. She released me and stood up, turning to my father. "But Vegeta…" my mother began. I clung to my mother's leg hoping for something to quell my fear that I did not even comprehend. She placed her hand against my back, "Vegeta, you can't go—"
"I have to!" my father snapped, interrupting Mother. Never before have I heard so much anger in his voice… "It's me Frieza wants. He doesn't want you… or the boy… he wants me…," my father said more calmly. "…So take Trunks and go to Earth; the both of you will be safer there…"
My mother glared fiercely into my father's eyes. I could see tears beginning to build up in her eyes again. The features of my mother's face instantly altered from anger to sadness. "Vegeta, Trunks and I need you here…!" she said, her voice shaking slightly. "He's not old enough to fight anyone and I haven't trained since long before he was born… If Zarbon… or even Frieza… were to find us, we wouldn't stand a chance!" Mother paused for a moment; I guessed she was attempting to hold back her tears. But…why would she cry?
My father turned so his back was facing us. "…If I don't leave, I'll be putting you both in more danger than you are already in…" he whispered.
At that moment, it was almost as if a wall of silence had built itself up around the three of us… Mother and Father stayed silent for the longest time… The only noise that could be heard was the sound of the heartless wind blowing against the crumbling buildings and through the remains of trees and my small whimpers that I desperately tried to fight back.
The wind began blowing more fiercely, "Vegeta…" Mother was nearly sobbing.
Father rested his hands on Mother's shoulders. "Bulma… take our son, go to Earth, and never return to Vejita-sei…," he said to her softly. The dream me stared up at my parents; confusion plagued my mind. Father wants us to leave, and in the dream, I don't know why.
"Vegeta, I can't just leave Vejita-sei; it's my home—"
"Bulma, do as I say and go to Earth or you and Trunks will be killed," my father said harshly.
Mother silently stood before him for a while, gazing into his eyes; she seemed to be hesitating. "Alright…" she said after another long while of silence. "But…what about you? What will you do; where will you go…?"
Father turned his face away, "Don't worry about me… just go… before he comes…" he said, his voice barely above a whisper. My three-year-old dream mind could not comprehend what was taking place; it was overwhelmed with questions like, "Why does Daddy want us to leave our home?" and "Why does Mommy seem so sad?" The real me knew the answers to these questions…
Father deeply inhaled some of the night air. "Trunks, take good care of your mother…," he said.
"Daddy, are you going somewhere…?" the young dream me asked. Father… I wish I could have stopped him… then maybe he'd still be—
"Yes, Son… but I'll come back…" he replied softly. …That was a lie… he never came back… ever…
Mother embraced Father in a tight hug, "Be careful…" she said. I could tell she was on the verge of tears…again…and it saddened me…because I knew why… The young dream me didn't know why, but the real me knows… My mother knew… that Father was going to die…
"I'll…be fine… You take care of yourself…and our young son…" Father said, his voice slightly faltering.
"I love you…" Mother whispered barely loud enough for my ears to catch.
"Kozai ete Kailran…Bulma…" Father said almost as equally quiet as Mother had spoken. Those words… I never understood any of the words father said in that strange tongue—neither he nor Mother had ever taught me any Saiya-go— but I always knew Mother understood him by her reaction any time he spoke in that language.
"Now go…Find Raditz… He will help you get to Earth… Hurry, I can feel his energy getting closer…," Father said as he stepped away from Mother and me.
The real me wanted to cry out, "Don't leave Father, he's going to die!" but I couldn't…as it was only a dream and the event had already happened. In reality, Father was already dead…
Mother began to cry again as the two of us walked slowly through the lonely streets of a now abandoned city…without the company of Father…
In this future—this hell—the only building left standing was the palace, and it was falling apart… Falling apart… just like the few Saiyans remaining on this planet…The other Saiyans had either been killed by Frieza, or died from a lack of food or water, which could also have been blamed on Frieza…
I can't ever remember much after that, which is probably the reason there is a big gap in the nightmares I have of that day… The next memory I have of that day, is Mother telling me to run without looking back. I do as she says, and eventually, I had gotten myself separated from her in a shadowy, ominous forest. I cried silently as I wandered aimlessly, desperately searching for her. The young, frightened dream me finally came to a clearing in the forest. There is someone lying on the ground, drenched in his own dark crimson blood.
As the young me cautiously steps toward the person, I notice it is my own father. "Dad…?" I whisper.
He does not answer me.
The dream me tried to get his attention once more, "Daddy?"
Again…my father did not respond.
"Daddy!!" the young me sobs. I collapse and throw my arms around my father; he doesn't move… His usually warm body has grown cold…and lifeless…
"Dad!" I cried out. My tears seeped into his shirt as I clung to him, hoping he was asleep, and wanting him to wake up. But…he never woke up… He was never going to wake up…
I squeezed my eyes shut. My blood began to boil as the air around me began to heat up. The wind blew harshly causing the trees to sway violently. I saw a flicker of gold as I cried out into the night sky—
I inhaled sharply as I jerked myself awake. I found myself covered in a thin film of sweat as I sat on the floor with my back resting against the cool metallic wall of Frieza's ship. I guess it doesn't matter, but when did I fall asleep? As I shrugged the question off, I caught a glipse of my young mother and father not too far away from me cuddled up together; both of them were sound asleep. Father's tail was curled loosely around Mother's waist, and Mother's head was rested against Father's shoulder.
I smiled as I remembered a time in my childhood—before Frieza had turned against the Saiyans and killed my father—when Mother and I would huddle up next to Father for warmth on a cold day.
...Mother has changed dramatically since the day Father died... She's... not as energetic as she used to be... She doesn't know this, but I often find her crying...
I stifled a yawn as I leaned my head back against metal wall. A sigh escaped my lips as I tried to figure out a way to keep my father from dying in this timeline… Maybe…if he takes his time on this planet—and the next one Frieza sends him to—Frieza will believe that my father isn't becoming "too powerful" and he won't attack Vejita-sei…
I should probably start referring to them as Vegeta and Bulma… instead of Father and Mother in case I accidently slip up and reveal to them that I am their son…
These are the only thoughts in my mind as I found myself drifting off to sleep.
VFC: Blegh! This chappie is extremely short! I don't even think I'd call it a chapter... It's more of a..."chapt-"... ... I'm sorries!! My brain is not cooperating with me... It's HORRIBLE!! X.x This chappie was longer but I had to erase a lot of it because I wasn't happy with it...
Ok, see, here's the problem with me... I know what's going to happen, I just don't know how to build up to it... Don't ya hate it when that happens?! -sigh-
OH! Before I forget... You guys might wanna go back and re-read the chappies. I've added some stuff to all of them except chapters 2 and 10.
Oh yeah, in case you didn't know already, I decided to write how things are going with updates and stuff on my profile... so you can check there to see if I've changed anything or...something...
OK ENOUGH RAMBLING! I'll try to get my brain working again so I can get the next chappie up ASAP!