Excuse the lateness of this chapter... I had to one hand type most of it and that slowed me down quite a bit. But I did it and here it is. Hopefully, my hand will be better soon, so I can pump out the rest of the story for you all!!
C-30
Crack of the Whip
Pan had to pull Bra back as she was about to charge into the room. She put her hand over her mouth to silence her. Didn't she realize how serious this situation was?
She looked around the corner and could see that there were Four men holding the boys at bay. Legen looked rather calm, but Benot looked exhausted. It looked like he had been putting up one hell of a struggle. His clothes were a mess and there was blood all over his shirt. She quickly saw the source of the blood was one of the men who was nursing his arm.
Good for him.
She looked further into the corner to see that there was Junior sitting their constantly blinking his eyes and rubbing them. He didn't look to worse for wear, but she knew that his eyes would be hurting him without his glasses, unless it was dark. The room was much too bright for him to see clearly.
"Let's storm in," Bra whispered. Her whole body looked as if she were ready to attack. For someone that never bothered with training, she was sure willing to throw herself into the conflict!
"Not yet," Pan said. "Let's see what happens first."
Bra gave a little groan.
............
Junior felt them. He didn't need to see them to know that they were near, even with their energy pushed down that low. He could feel them and he wanted to yell at them to get the hell out of here. He knew he couldn't fight and neither could the boys, but hell, he knew that his sister wasn't going to let anything happen to them.
She was playing Krad.
He hoped.
She was waiting to see what other traps he thought he had skillfully laid. He didn't want to see either Bra or Pan hurt because they thought they needed to be heroes. He could feel how drained Benot was. He wished that Soyna had trained them a little bit. Just being able to fly was not enough when it came to such a fight.
He wished he had pushed himself a little bit further so that he wouldn't be in such a predicament and feeling all that helpless. He also wished that he had taken Raymond's advice about those painful contact lenses. They may have hurt, but not as much as his eyes hurt now. And, he would be able to see beyond blurs.
"Damn Creeps!" Benot yelled. "How dare you treat me like this! Don't you know who my mother is!"
The men were ignoring Benot's yells and taunts but that didn't deter him in the least. Benot was determined not to look scared or sound scared. He could see the cracking of his voice that he would quickly try to cover up with some brave profanity.
When things were over, he would have to talk to the kid about where he learned such fowl language.
He heard his sister's voice over the screen with her blurry red image on it. She was not going to go down easy.
............
"One is enough for now," Krad said as he lazily swung the whip around. He lowered the monitor on his arm so that she could no longer see her children. He could see how nervous it made everyone. They were still afraid of his poison. His true advantage after all. He should have gone with his instincts and poisoned the water supply and offered an antidote. It would only have killed the Saiyian's and his problems would have been long solved and this confrontation would not be necessary. He really had to stop listening to his stupid advisor.
Soyna didn't seem nervous about the whip though. She seemed to get even more determined in her stance.
She was defiantly an amazing woman.
"Let them go," she said. "Let them both go home. They are not threat to you."
"I know very well that they are no threat to me, but you and your friends are and I have the advantage with them in the clutches of my men," Krad said. "It would be such a terrible shame to have me kill you all and then have them come back for revenge in some future time." He laughed at that. "I doubt that your Saiyian blood is THAT strong."
He saw Vegeta's eyes narrow. Oh, he hurt the poor man pride again. He wasn't worried though. He could see that he was worried about the whip in his hand. They all knew that it was poisoned and it could hurt them. From the look of Trunks eyes, he was more worried about the whip than anyone else.
The poison was not ineffective.
He could see it in their reactions.
............
Goten tried to hide his nervousness at the sight of the whip but it was hard. His throat hurt and he was thirsty and he suddenly felt warm. He did not remember much of those three months that he was infected with the fever when Trunks took care of him. He only remembered a lot of pain and being confused all the time. He did not want to go through that again. He doubted that he could make it through that ordeal again.
And he sure as hell didn't want Soyna to go through it either. She looked so unafraid.
He was nervous enough for both of them.
Ligh was staring at her as if he were ready to pounce as soon as Krad said the word. His pale eyes glancing at them all. Boy, did he look bitter about loosing to her. He knew that feeling all to well.
He kept rubbing his arm as if to assure himself that something was there.
He glanced over at Trunks. He looked nervous too. Vegeta didn't show any sign that it bothered him. Of course he wouldn't. He was Vegeta.
He wished he could do something more that stand there and wait for the next attack.
............
"Ready?" Pan said to an anxious Bra who nodded her head vigorously. Yeah, she was not afraid of anything, but then, she did have Vegeta for her father. She didn't have a reason to be afraid of anything. Daddy always took care of everything.
She sighed.
............
Benot had never been so happy to see Bra and Pan in his life. They did a sneak attack on the guards in a way that he didn't understand. They stood their flabbergasted and seemed anxious to get the know them. They talked in low voices and the men started to fight with each other.
His mother never attacked like that. He wondered what that kind of attack was called? It seemed very effective, even if he didn't understand it.
Junior grabbed his shoulder. "Come on. This is our chance," he whispered. "You're going to have to lead me."
He nodded. He knew that his uncles' eyes were bad, he didn't think they were that bad, but obviously they were.
"Quietly," Junior insisted.
He nodded and started to walk towards the door. He saw Legen look at him. The guard was near where Bra and Pan were but he still had a grip on his shoulders. That guard was not as stupid as the other ones who forgot what their job was supposed to be.
Then the attack plan of Bra and Pan changed.
Those were the moves that he was familiar with. Three men were suddenly flattened against the wall and lay their unconcious as quick as that! The one guy that held Legen by the shoulders stood their stunned as Pan popped him a good on in the throat.
That was how you attacked people! He refrained from cheering and led his uncle behind them as they all left the room together.
............
He cracked the whip in the direction of Goten. He was pleased to see him involuntarily jump back from its tip. He wanted to laugh as he saw the great warrior, as he had called himself, jump from a flimsy piece of leather. So it had a little poison on it that could certain make him very ill if not kill him.
He knew that it could kill Vegeta. He wondered if he was immune to the poison? He planned to find that out soon. He did not plan for this to take too long. He wanted this over as quickly as possible.
He planned on winning. Killing Trunks and Goten, for spurning him and laughing at his plans. But, he did have plans for the lovely Soyna. She would make him strong.
............
Goten blushed as he jumped back. He couldn't help it. He remembered the pain all to much last time and he didn't want to end up so sick like the last time. He didn't know if it could do that to him again.
He didn't know and he didn't want to find out.
Ligh stood straight now and pulled out a small dagger from his belt that he did not see there before. He was moving to weapons. He wished that Trunks had his sword. He was about the only one among them that knew how to use a weapon. Everyone else counted on their fists and strength. They never needed a weapon before. He knew Trunks only learned the sword because the OTHER Trunks knew how to use it and he didn't want his father to be disappointed in him.
The communicator on Krad's arm started to buzz. Krad's face went dark and he hissed into the microphone on his wrist.
He didn't need to really hear what was said. He knew what happened. The boys got away. The sneaky devils did it. Hell, they should be able too, with the amount of trouble that they always got into.
Krad's house of cards was crumbling, a little at a time.
He saw Soyna grin and roll her shoulders. "Are you ready to fight like a man now?"
Krad raised his eyebrows.
Goten grinned.
She lunged.
............
He really wished he could see what was going on. He felt that they were flying and a pretty good speed but he had to hang onto Pan to stay in the air. It was very disconcerting flying when all you could see is shadows and dizzying. Pan had to take hold of him, for he nearly fell out of the sky twice. She just laughed at him.
He could hear the boys blaming each other for being captured and Benot complaining now that his teeth hurt from that brutes arm. "His skin was rather tough!"
He asked Pan where they were going. She said that she was going to get her dad. He would know what to do.
............
He heard an awful crash and his mother starting to yell about something.
He ran down stairs and looked around for some sort of intruder. He looked in the living room at his mother lying on the floor.
"Mom?"
He ran to her and checked her pulse. She was alive. He sighed. He lifted her on to the couch and started to fan her with his hands. "Come on Mom. Wake up." He shook her gently.
He wondered why she fainted.
He reached for the remote, meaning to shut off the T.V. for it was rather loud and annoying him.
But then, he saw the images.
He now knew why his mother had fainted.
Soyna was attacking a man that looked like the man she described as Krad. There must have been TV cameras at the tournament for the announcer was talking in a hushed voice about some terrorist wreaking the largest tournament and that these brave fighters seem to ready to take him on.
He saw Trunks standing on the side line, along with Goten and Vegeta watching Soyna and Krad fight. There was also a white haired boy who had a dagger drawn, who was watching rather intently.
Where was Pan? Trunks was supposed to be looking after her? If she was hurt that boy was dead!
"Oooh."
He turned to his mother who was starting to wake up. She rubbed her head. "Oh, Gohan. I was having the worst dream. It looked like I had to watch another fight on the..." Her voice trailed off as she looked the TV and heard the hushed voice of the announcer. She let out a groan and fell back on the couch.
He wished he could faint too.
............
She was good! He was impressed at how she dodged his every whip stroke and punch. She was carefull though. She was afraid of the whip too but she had a real hatred in her eyes for him for some reason.
He would have to find a way to change that or use it.
She screamed at him and powered up so that her hair grew a little longer and pailer. There were different levels to these Saiyian powers. Not good. But then, if he could just get that whip to land on her... he would have her.
He picked up his pace as she picked up hers. He started a pattern move. Get his enemy into a routine and then suddenly change it. It usually worked.
She didn't seem to notice the pattern.
Good.
He changed the pattern suddenly. He caught her off guard and the whip wrapped about her arm. He laughed at that. He got her. He could already see the blood seeping through her dark clothes.
He heard all the men gasp.
He was going to win! He wasn't going to be beaten by a bunch of half monkeys!
He never enjoyed laughing so much in his life!
............
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Short and sweet.... My hand is killing me now, so I have to go...
I know. Yet another cliff hanger. I just can't help myself.
Soyna
C-30
Crack of the Whip
Pan had to pull Bra back as she was about to charge into the room. She put her hand over her mouth to silence her. Didn't she realize how serious this situation was?
She looked around the corner and could see that there were Four men holding the boys at bay. Legen looked rather calm, but Benot looked exhausted. It looked like he had been putting up one hell of a struggle. His clothes were a mess and there was blood all over his shirt. She quickly saw the source of the blood was one of the men who was nursing his arm.
Good for him.
She looked further into the corner to see that there was Junior sitting their constantly blinking his eyes and rubbing them. He didn't look to worse for wear, but she knew that his eyes would be hurting him without his glasses, unless it was dark. The room was much too bright for him to see clearly.
"Let's storm in," Bra whispered. Her whole body looked as if she were ready to attack. For someone that never bothered with training, she was sure willing to throw herself into the conflict!
"Not yet," Pan said. "Let's see what happens first."
Bra gave a little groan.
............
Junior felt them. He didn't need to see them to know that they were near, even with their energy pushed down that low. He could feel them and he wanted to yell at them to get the hell out of here. He knew he couldn't fight and neither could the boys, but hell, he knew that his sister wasn't going to let anything happen to them.
She was playing Krad.
He hoped.
She was waiting to see what other traps he thought he had skillfully laid. He didn't want to see either Bra or Pan hurt because they thought they needed to be heroes. He could feel how drained Benot was. He wished that Soyna had trained them a little bit. Just being able to fly was not enough when it came to such a fight.
He wished he had pushed himself a little bit further so that he wouldn't be in such a predicament and feeling all that helpless. He also wished that he had taken Raymond's advice about those painful contact lenses. They may have hurt, but not as much as his eyes hurt now. And, he would be able to see beyond blurs.
"Damn Creeps!" Benot yelled. "How dare you treat me like this! Don't you know who my mother is!"
The men were ignoring Benot's yells and taunts but that didn't deter him in the least. Benot was determined not to look scared or sound scared. He could see the cracking of his voice that he would quickly try to cover up with some brave profanity.
When things were over, he would have to talk to the kid about where he learned such fowl language.
He heard his sister's voice over the screen with her blurry red image on it. She was not going to go down easy.
............
"One is enough for now," Krad said as he lazily swung the whip around. He lowered the monitor on his arm so that she could no longer see her children. He could see how nervous it made everyone. They were still afraid of his poison. His true advantage after all. He should have gone with his instincts and poisoned the water supply and offered an antidote. It would only have killed the Saiyian's and his problems would have been long solved and this confrontation would not be necessary. He really had to stop listening to his stupid advisor.
Soyna didn't seem nervous about the whip though. She seemed to get even more determined in her stance.
She was defiantly an amazing woman.
"Let them go," she said. "Let them both go home. They are not threat to you."
"I know very well that they are no threat to me, but you and your friends are and I have the advantage with them in the clutches of my men," Krad said. "It would be such a terrible shame to have me kill you all and then have them come back for revenge in some future time." He laughed at that. "I doubt that your Saiyian blood is THAT strong."
He saw Vegeta's eyes narrow. Oh, he hurt the poor man pride again. He wasn't worried though. He could see that he was worried about the whip in his hand. They all knew that it was poisoned and it could hurt them. From the look of Trunks eyes, he was more worried about the whip than anyone else.
The poison was not ineffective.
He could see it in their reactions.
............
Goten tried to hide his nervousness at the sight of the whip but it was hard. His throat hurt and he was thirsty and he suddenly felt warm. He did not remember much of those three months that he was infected with the fever when Trunks took care of him. He only remembered a lot of pain and being confused all the time. He did not want to go through that again. He doubted that he could make it through that ordeal again.
And he sure as hell didn't want Soyna to go through it either. She looked so unafraid.
He was nervous enough for both of them.
Ligh was staring at her as if he were ready to pounce as soon as Krad said the word. His pale eyes glancing at them all. Boy, did he look bitter about loosing to her. He knew that feeling all to well.
He kept rubbing his arm as if to assure himself that something was there.
He glanced over at Trunks. He looked nervous too. Vegeta didn't show any sign that it bothered him. Of course he wouldn't. He was Vegeta.
He wished he could do something more that stand there and wait for the next attack.
............
"Ready?" Pan said to an anxious Bra who nodded her head vigorously. Yeah, she was not afraid of anything, but then, she did have Vegeta for her father. She didn't have a reason to be afraid of anything. Daddy always took care of everything.
She sighed.
............
Benot had never been so happy to see Bra and Pan in his life. They did a sneak attack on the guards in a way that he didn't understand. They stood their flabbergasted and seemed anxious to get the know them. They talked in low voices and the men started to fight with each other.
His mother never attacked like that. He wondered what that kind of attack was called? It seemed very effective, even if he didn't understand it.
Junior grabbed his shoulder. "Come on. This is our chance," he whispered. "You're going to have to lead me."
He nodded. He knew that his uncles' eyes were bad, he didn't think they were that bad, but obviously they were.
"Quietly," Junior insisted.
He nodded and started to walk towards the door. He saw Legen look at him. The guard was near where Bra and Pan were but he still had a grip on his shoulders. That guard was not as stupid as the other ones who forgot what their job was supposed to be.
Then the attack plan of Bra and Pan changed.
Those were the moves that he was familiar with. Three men were suddenly flattened against the wall and lay their unconcious as quick as that! The one guy that held Legen by the shoulders stood their stunned as Pan popped him a good on in the throat.
That was how you attacked people! He refrained from cheering and led his uncle behind them as they all left the room together.
............
He cracked the whip in the direction of Goten. He was pleased to see him involuntarily jump back from its tip. He wanted to laugh as he saw the great warrior, as he had called himself, jump from a flimsy piece of leather. So it had a little poison on it that could certain make him very ill if not kill him.
He knew that it could kill Vegeta. He wondered if he was immune to the poison? He planned to find that out soon. He did not plan for this to take too long. He wanted this over as quickly as possible.
He planned on winning. Killing Trunks and Goten, for spurning him and laughing at his plans. But, he did have plans for the lovely Soyna. She would make him strong.
............
Goten blushed as he jumped back. He couldn't help it. He remembered the pain all to much last time and he didn't want to end up so sick like the last time. He didn't know if it could do that to him again.
He didn't know and he didn't want to find out.
Ligh stood straight now and pulled out a small dagger from his belt that he did not see there before. He was moving to weapons. He wished that Trunks had his sword. He was about the only one among them that knew how to use a weapon. Everyone else counted on their fists and strength. They never needed a weapon before. He knew Trunks only learned the sword because the OTHER Trunks knew how to use it and he didn't want his father to be disappointed in him.
The communicator on Krad's arm started to buzz. Krad's face went dark and he hissed into the microphone on his wrist.
He didn't need to really hear what was said. He knew what happened. The boys got away. The sneaky devils did it. Hell, they should be able too, with the amount of trouble that they always got into.
Krad's house of cards was crumbling, a little at a time.
He saw Soyna grin and roll her shoulders. "Are you ready to fight like a man now?"
Krad raised his eyebrows.
Goten grinned.
She lunged.
............
He really wished he could see what was going on. He felt that they were flying and a pretty good speed but he had to hang onto Pan to stay in the air. It was very disconcerting flying when all you could see is shadows and dizzying. Pan had to take hold of him, for he nearly fell out of the sky twice. She just laughed at him.
He could hear the boys blaming each other for being captured and Benot complaining now that his teeth hurt from that brutes arm. "His skin was rather tough!"
He asked Pan where they were going. She said that she was going to get her dad. He would know what to do.
............
He heard an awful crash and his mother starting to yell about something.
He ran down stairs and looked around for some sort of intruder. He looked in the living room at his mother lying on the floor.
"Mom?"
He ran to her and checked her pulse. She was alive. He sighed. He lifted her on to the couch and started to fan her with his hands. "Come on Mom. Wake up." He shook her gently.
He wondered why she fainted.
He reached for the remote, meaning to shut off the T.V. for it was rather loud and annoying him.
But then, he saw the images.
He now knew why his mother had fainted.
Soyna was attacking a man that looked like the man she described as Krad. There must have been TV cameras at the tournament for the announcer was talking in a hushed voice about some terrorist wreaking the largest tournament and that these brave fighters seem to ready to take him on.
He saw Trunks standing on the side line, along with Goten and Vegeta watching Soyna and Krad fight. There was also a white haired boy who had a dagger drawn, who was watching rather intently.
Where was Pan? Trunks was supposed to be looking after her? If she was hurt that boy was dead!
"Oooh."
He turned to his mother who was starting to wake up. She rubbed her head. "Oh, Gohan. I was having the worst dream. It looked like I had to watch another fight on the..." Her voice trailed off as she looked the TV and heard the hushed voice of the announcer. She let out a groan and fell back on the couch.
He wished he could faint too.
............
She was good! He was impressed at how she dodged his every whip stroke and punch. She was carefull though. She was afraid of the whip too but she had a real hatred in her eyes for him for some reason.
He would have to find a way to change that or use it.
She screamed at him and powered up so that her hair grew a little longer and pailer. There were different levels to these Saiyian powers. Not good. But then, if he could just get that whip to land on her... he would have her.
He picked up his pace as she picked up hers. He started a pattern move. Get his enemy into a routine and then suddenly change it. It usually worked.
She didn't seem to notice the pattern.
Good.
He changed the pattern suddenly. He caught her off guard and the whip wrapped about her arm. He laughed at that. He got her. He could already see the blood seeping through her dark clothes.
He heard all the men gasp.
He was going to win! He wasn't going to be beaten by a bunch of half monkeys!
He never enjoyed laughing so much in his life!
............
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Short and sweet.... My hand is killing me now, so I have to go...
I know. Yet another cliff hanger. I just can't help myself.
Soyna