Chapter 2: The Truth Revealed...
The morning after our little rain-fight was a quiet enough one, until Goku had brought up break feast, along with some unwanted company.
"That wasn't half bad Goku, makes me think you've cooked before" I teased him, picking clean one of the leg bones that he had handed me off of a deer.
Goku leaned back, unusually relaxed. "Well, you are, in no way" he accented "like any tasty morsel of a girl I've ever seen" He half teased, but didn't really care.
Lately I had began to wander whether he truly cared about traveling with me or not. Sometimes it was all to obvious that he was in it for the fighting, but seeing his past, I was more than able to tell that wasn't the reason, even if he didn't know it. "Well, I think I'll stretch my legs a bit" I stretched, getting a quick reaction from Goku.
He stood and stopped in front of me. "This isn't good" he quietly growled.
I began to yell and curse in my head. No Peace! We were just freaking eating damn it. But I kept my composure next to him, not wanting to seem frantic, I slowly slid behind him, the air around us growing colder by the second. My mind drifted through every enemy I had encountered who wanted my ability, but none fit the bill this presence had.
Slowly, even Goku began to tense up and move, ever so slightly in front of me. His face became enraged and out of impatience he shouted "Come Out!" into the cold air.
The only thing I could seem to think at the time was how strange it was for such a hot, summer day to turn into such chills. I began to peek around for any sign of people coming at us, but all I could see through my anxiety was Goku's claws seemed to visibly grow at the chill of the air. I saw his eyes become even more narrow than before and his canine teeth extended slightly as if flying through childhood.
Slowly, and without any cliché, evil laugh, a man in dark, blood red armor appeared before us, just himself and his horse was all either Goku or myself could see. "I see you've grown… Son Goku" He announciated. "It sure has been some time. I hope you haven't forgotten me" He grinned.
Goku snarled at him. "Our deal was over long ago!" he yelled angrily at him. "Now leave" He threatened him, his anger increasing, only receiving a grin from this man.
Slowly I saw this man's eyes turn slowly around Goku and land square on me. "I see" he thought aloud "So the girl who can see someone's past and future. Could be useful" He pondered as his horse walked forward, neither the horse or his owner caring about the bloodthirsty Goku waiting to attack. He stared at Goku and let out a sick laugh, "You think you can honestly attack me? After every thing I did for you?" He grinned, walking ever so closer to us.
Goku snarled, "You gave me hell in a handbasket" He growled time and again at this man. "You can either get the hell away, or I can kill you here. Either way, you die" He snarled, his voice slightly raising.
Out of instinct I put a soft hand on Goku's shoulder, where the leg of my old pants still rested under his shirt. I simply touched his skin, but it was enough to relax his shoulders slightly. The man on the horse gave notice to that as he quickly made his move. His horse ran at us, swifter than I could yell for Goku, and at that same speed, he passed by Goku and grabbed the collar of my shirt. He pulled me up to his taller-than-i-knew, black horse and dashed into the cold, leaving Goku with an awe struck look on his face.
Goku spun around, completely surprised at this man's movements, and yelled into the warming day "Rasor!!!" He yelled, his voice quickly fading to my ears. As Rasor dashed into the desert, his grip only tightening on my shirt, I began to lose consciousness, and the last I heard him say was "Hold on Luna!" His voice, desperate, yet slightly happy.
I awoke in a dark place, all the light around me shrouded by either curtains or boards. I glanced slowly around the place, noticing that all of my limbs seemed free enough to move, but the true test would be when I moved. My arms and neck were fine, though when I tried to take in a large breath, the pain from my neck told me that a bruise had taken residence on my neck. But when it came to my feet my right and left legs where chained down to a discolored spot on the floor, and when I tried to move forward I noticed that, as far as I was bent with my knees, I couldn't stretch all the way to the chains.
As I stretched harder and harder, the door suddenly creaked open, and a man walked in, his own clothes damper and much more dirty that the room I was in, their colors actually discolored from dirt. I pulled back slightly when he bent down next to my left knee and applied a white cloth to it, causing immense pain to sear up to the other end of my scar. I flew back, landing harshly on the ground, but uncaring of how hard I hit the floor. Compared to the pain I was feeling in that scar now, I really wanted to kill myself now.
I held back a scream of pain just as not to give my captor the satisfaction, but the man in the dirty clothes stared at me "The more you are around that monster, the more susceptible you are to seeing your visions. So in all cases, it isn't bad that you stay with him, but you see, I need your powers now, which means Son Goku will have to get his fill of human blood and never see you again." He grinned at me, taking off his dirty glove and moving it closer to my face. "Forgive me, this will hurt." He grinned.
As his hand moved closer to me, I began to become truly scared for the first time in my life. Not for fear of the pain I was inivitably going to receive, but this man's words scared me in the way I thought I would never see the Goku I had grown to tease and… slightly care for.
His hot hand placed itself on my face and then the burning sensation began. It moved from my face down my neck, cascading out and following the different paths my veins had. The pain from earlier increased ten-fold and even more after that, and that is when the screams I had held for so long, easily burst out.
My eyes thrust themselves open and both pupils dialated as the painful visions began. They quickly flashed themselves in my mind. The man was now standing on a bloody battle field, a long spear-like weapon in his hand. Then it flashed to Goku and him facing off, quickly moving to show me Goku's unmoving corpse at the feet of this man. He whirled around, holding my own body by my cascading hair that was now torn to shreds, in his hands as he let out a sick and evil laugh of anticipation as I saw hordes of people rush him, each and every man dying a painful death. As the visions ended I felt an incredible amount of glee as the last scene was the worst one I could imagine. He sat in an empty throne room, filled only by the dead bodies he had killed, their roting smells invading even my forseeing eyes. He let out evil laughter as the sound of crying and screaming sounded from outside the throne room. But what had me more worried was a set of beaten up guards bringing my near-death body into the room and throwing me to stand wobbily and sickly in front of him my hair now shoulder length and my clothes torn to pieces, barely covering me. He waved his hand in front of him, and a young boy, almost identical to Goku walked in, and with loud tears stabbed me repeatedly in the body, my resounding screech bringing me back to the present, as the pain slowly, very slowly subsided and this man, now without a doubt Rasor, held my hands in place, as his body arched over mine and his anxious eyes awaited an answer. "So, girl. What of my future?" His eyes widened as my scar began to pulse.
My mind began to scream for help, but all I could say verbally was "world domination" as I closed my eyes so as to avoid his sight.
This sick man, however, grabbed my head and forced me to stare at him, "And thus, you shall be my tool, and Goku… will die" He laughed throwing my head onto the ground, the pain from both shocks of impact now coming onto me.
As Rasor walked towards the door, he turned to stare at my body and grinned. "Don't worry, you'll get used to the pain, and soon the screams will fade, and as my tool, I'll even let you live" He laughed, but the vision from a few minutes ago flashed into my mind, and I mentally sighed, knowing I'd either live a nice life with Goku, or my life would end after I help set the world a flame with the only man I had come across who would do it.
He left my broken down room with a grin to cover a thousand miles covering his face. The door slammed shut, taking the only light I had known with it, and now that I was in a, close to pitch black room, my eyes slowly closed and in my mind I could see Goku's face, his taunting grin plastered in plain view staring down millions of men with me by his side. While he faced the men with a look of glee, my softened face gazed half-heartedly on the men, but more on the look of excitement on Goku's face. And while my mind was stuck in heaven, my body was beginning to feel the effects of this hell.
I opened my eyes as surprised filled my emotions, and when I looked down towards my legs, where the pain was vibrating from, I saw a young girl, blind and in tattered clothing, that was actually slightly better than Rasor's. I stared confused at her, wondering if she was here just to cause my guard to lower. As she moved her hands around my legs, an uneasy feeling coming over them as goosebumps arose, she placed her hand softly on the end of my scar, and a small tear escaped her bandaged-eyes. I let my guard down softly and gave her a curious look, "Who are you?" I asked, but the mere sound of my voice seemed to scare her as she jumped back and began to let forth small, wimpering, noises. I tried to reach my hand out to her, but my hand pulsated with pain even more as each muscle forced itself to move in my desires.
I was about to ask another question, but the door to my… cell flung open and in walked the man I had grown so much to hate. "Rasor" I let a hiss escape under my breath, as he walked up to the cowering girl, and surprisingly all he did was set his hand softly on her shoulder, and all of her shaking stopping as she gazed, visionless, up towards him. Rasor let out a small grunt, a smile escaping his lips as the little girl seemed to sense it, she happily skipped out of the room, and Rasor's smile faded as soon as his eyes turned to me.
He let out a horrendous, toothy grin, as he lightly said "It seems your 'friend' is coming up on our hideout." He said, the anger slightly being overpowered by the anxiousness he felt from Goku's approaching presence.
My fear began to raise as I knew exatally what Rasor would try, but I was in no way, ready for his tactics. He quietly paced over to my chains and placed ten crystal-shaped objects around me in a circle. I knew in my heart that he was implementing a sacred art that hides the encircled one in a ring of invisibility so that they are, in no way, visible, sensed, or heard no matter if someone has amazing sense of smell, or were standing on top of you. I struggled to reach the crystals, but as soon as he placed them down, he activated the spell, and my loud curses were silent to his ears, but I could hear everything perfectly.
It was when I was running through my vocabulary of curse words that the door to the prison swung open, and in the invading light, I could see long hair and glowing yellow eyes flashing at me as a, very angry Son Goku was standing in the doorway. Rasor let out a sickening laugh, but the little girl from earlier stopped his laugh short. Goku let loose a sickening growl as he tossed the girl to the ground, "Thanks morsel" He spat, slight blood drops dripping onto his arm from where he threw her.
It was all too apparent that Goku had abused the girl to find answers, and that was something Rasor's angry face was all too upset about. He pulled out a long sword and received a sharp laugh from Goku, but when Rasor swung his sword around wildly, causing Goku to jump a few feet to avoid the blow, he brought his sword straight back behind him, a slight push in the sword's direction. Rasor grinned as he taunted Goku "You hurt me, I hurt you" He grinned, receiving only a confused stare from Goku.
Goku's staring eyes became even more confused when a small splatter of blood spilled from the end of his sword. Rasor let out a small laugh as he pulled the blade free and brought it up to his face, dementedly taking a large whiff of the blood. "Simply ravishing no?" He asked, waving the sword to where a few drops of blood landed feet away from Goku, his own nose picking up the scent.
His eyes widened as his mind registered just who's blood that was splattering at his feet. Rasor stepped aside, knocking over some invisible object that Goku couldn't make out. It took him a few minutes, but he slowly registered a small candle, kicked out and slowly, several others came into view. Quickly Goku saw a slumped over body, who's hair now fanned out around it, the icy-blue shade picking up the smallest light. The clothes he saw made him instantly recognize her. "They say that, when in doubt, stab whatever you can. I am paraphrasing, of course" He taunted him.
Goku's eyes widened and his teeth became barred as he lunged for Rasor, tearing a deep rift between his right arm and his torso. Rasor, instead of letting out a hideous scream, simply laughed and disappeared into the darkness. "I shall see you again… Son Goku" His voice faded.
Goku glared at the direction in which Rasor had disappeared to, but his eyes slowly travelled back to the slump of his 'friend'. He walked over to her body and gave it a light kick "You alive brat?" He asked, his voice unusually soft, but still holding a harsh tone. He bent down on his ankles to peer at her body, looking for any sign of movement, nearly convinced his job of killing her, had been done for him.
As he went to stand, a slight cough made him turn his head and stare down, from his towering position as he let out a low growl mixed with a sigh and bent down to turn me over so that I could rest my head on the hard floor. For some reason, something inside Goku told him that, for the first time he should show companionship towards someone, as he let my head fall slowly on top of his now-sitting legs.
He placed one hand on the ground and propped the other to hold his chin. "Are you alive brat?" He repeated, a slight sigh in his voice.
My eyes squished tightly and opened slowly, "I have… a name." I stared at him through half open eyes. "Luna isn't that hard to memorize" I sigh towards his, not-so-high figure.
With a quick sigh he flung his hand so that the chains binding me legs were sliced. "Awfully quick to come and help me huh? Did you miss your 'attraction'?" I asked, forcing myself to sit up.
Goku let a small scoff escape his throat, but out of the corner of my eye, I could swear I saw him dash to help me but restrain himself, as I stood, wobbily. "It's not that I missed you…" He cut off, his eyes darting away from my sight.
I felt a smile try to creep its way onto my face, but I forced it to lay itself down in the bowels of my being as he spoke. "We should leave soon. No doubt Rasor has an army prepared" He stretched, looking down at me.
For a moment I thought I saw him roll his eyes, but quicker than I could process the thought he had swiftly rolled me up into his arms, and began marching his way out of the dingy chamber.
The bright sun was slightly painful to my eyes, but when we had exited, the shinning sun illuminated the glorious Goku, who walked, carrying me like a baby, his rough hands more than slightly gentle.
I let forth a bit of a blush, but shoved the thought away as a pang of anger brust forth from my wound, though my emotionless face hid it well.
Too many questions filled my mind now, and however much I enjoyed the fact Goku was carrying me, the curiosity and confusion grew too heavy. I pushed harshly against his chest signifying I wanted down, and he knew the sign as well as he gently stood me against a crumbling tree, that, despite the dangers, I leaned on enough to stand on my own. "Goku, explain… there is a history with you and Rasor, isn't there?" I asked him, completely confident of the answer.
Goku seemed as though he wanted to stick out his lip and pout, though he just let out a small sigh. "Sure… is that what you wanna hear? So you were kidnapped… it's not like your new to it." He spat, though unaware of the complete idiotic move he made.
"Used to it? Goku, I never told you I was kidnapped before" I said, catching his slip. His eyes darted to the side, unwilling to answer my questions. "I know you don't trust people, after all, I'm the same." His face slightly moved but other than that, the frustration I had cooped up came out through small words. "If I can't even understand the one I travel with… it's not the kidnapping I'm used to, it's the betrayel." I said, clearly striking a wound.
Goku did nothing in answer except turn around. His back now to me, I knew all too well the statement he was about to shoot out. "Goodbye… Luna" He said, as he ran off towards the setting sun.
Now alone, the emptiness began to creep back into my soul again, but this time it was all my doing. I looked towards the sky and nodded mutely, notifying myself of a town not ten minutes away. With one glance back towards where Goku left, I strode forward, nervous for the future.