Chapter 14: Nothing To Live For

Disclaimer: Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, and Dragon Ball GT are all owned by Funimation, Toei Animation, Fuji TV, and Akira Toriyama. The Author ShowNOOMercy does not own any of it.

Author's Note: Let's move onto Chapter Fourteen. In case you haven't noticed, this is going to be a rather DARK series. You can probably tell from the Chapter title. I plan on having it get darker with each Part, and just think, if it's this dark now, imagine what Part Two is going to be like, and don't even get me started on the other Parts. ALSO, PLEASE NOTE…ok, so I said that I was going to update my other stories by the end of October, well, it's the end of November. You all can't imagine how busy I've been lately. Between working on my documentary, other video projects, tests, papers, all-nighters, and the chaotic life of a College student, I just haven't had any time to put together a good chapter for my other stories. Sure, I could just throw something together, but you guys deserve some good chapters, so expect them soon. The semester is going to be ending soon and I'll have a lot more time to work on things.

With Ty And Trunks

Trunks stood next to the large metal table and stared at Ty. The boy was held down by metal cuffs around his wrists and ankles, he had leather straps holding down his chest, legs, and arms, and the table itself was basically a large block of metal. Bulma used the table for 'scientific research', but that's not important. Trunks looked at the boy and frowned; now he really felt like a jerk for what he said earlier. He slowly floated up and sat on the edge of the table and wiped his eyes. He ignored the pain from his broken nose and beaten face, and took a deep breath, "It's all my fault." Trunks said quietly. Maybe if he didn't have that stupid mouth and attitude of his, then this wouldn't have happened. He completely regretted what he said, he had no idea it would hurt Ty so much. He just couldn't stand the idea of someone killing himself; it triggered old feelings that he hadn't felt since his father killed himself to TRY and stop Majin Buu. Even though everything worked out in the end and his father was brought back with the Dragon Balls, it left some 'thoughts' in the young Half-Saiyan's head. Just then, Ty began to cough and he cracked open his eyes.

"J…Jaxon?" Ty coughed; his voice sounded weak.

"You're awake." Trunks said.

"Oh, it's you." Ty sounded really disappointed, "…I can't move." Ty grunted as he tried to wiggle around.

"…The grownups had to restrain you. You were acting crazy." Ty winced when the boy said 'crazy'.

"…Crazy as innnnnn…?" Ty asked.

"You…" Trunks looked at the ground, "You took your…medicine." Trunks said quietly.

"Well, that's not good." Ty was really nervous about what he'd done. He couldn't break the addiction from that stuff, it had great side affects that could make him happy, and he had been known to attempt certain things while he was on it, "Trunks, what exactly did I do?" Ty asked.

"…You…" Trunks fought back tears; this was all his fault, "You tried to kill yourself with that gun." Trunks said. Ty's eyes widened; now his memory was starting to come back to him. "You called it a game. You put…you put the gun in your mouth and then p…p…pulled the trigger, then you pointed it at me and pulled the trigger. I tackled the…the…the gun away from you." Trunks said.

"Trunks, I…"

"And…and then once you were better you drank more, a lot more and then you went down stairs…and…and…and you played the game with Gohan in front of everyone, and they…they knocked you out and strapped you down." Trunks sniffed. As mad as Ty was at Trunks for his comment before; he realized what the boy, his dad, and Gohan did for him. He also realized what he put Trunks through and that it must have been tough to deal with. What Trunks didn't know was that the effects of the 'Medicine' were still present, and Ty didn't have it out of his system yet; he still had some 'crazy' left in him. "…You…you said it was my fault. It was….it was what I said about your race and your parents." Trunks turned his head away from the boy. He'd already made an idiot out of himself in front of his father, Goten, everyone in the house, and now Ty.

"T…Trunks, it wasn't your fault." Ty said quietly

"B…but you said it was." Trunks sniffed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it, I'm just a jerk sometimes, honest. I didn't think you'd feel that bad."

"Trunks, you need to calm d…"

"Y…y…you didn't even care, you laughed while you played that stupid game." Trunks said, "You acted like you wanted it to fire and kill you, why? Why would you want to die?" Ty was relatively surprised at Trunks's emotional display. He acted tough and mean and cocky all the time, and right now, he was sitting next to him practically crying his eyes out; poor kid.

"Trunks, I've been through a lot of stuff. I've lost my parents, my planet, my freedom, my ability to feel safe. I've…I've seen some pretty frakked up things, and well, there comes a point in someone's life when they've had enough, and they lose hope, and…" Ty felt a tear roll down his cheek, "And you just wish for the pain to go away. You just wish to end all the hurting and sadness and misery and suffering." Ty said. He really started to feel this way right around the time he arrived on Planet Voon.

"B…but then Jaxon would be all alone." Trunks wiped his eyes.

"…That's what's been keeping me alive; the fact that he's still alive." Ty said quietly; Trunks turned and looked at the boy, "I've been through hell, Trunks!" Ty sniffed as several tears ran down his face, "I've seen things, and…and th…that stuff, the medicine, was a way for me to…to forget about everything bad; to forget my worries, forget my fears. To be happy!" The two stayed there silently for about five minutes.

"…Can I have at least one of my hands?" Ty finally asked. Trunks looked at him and thought for a moment.

"…Just one." Trunks said as he hopped off the bed and ran over to grab a key. He walked back over and freed the boy's right hand and then undid the leather strap on his arm. Trunks ran back over and hid the key while Ty scratched the back of his head. Trunks rejoined Ty who was slowly dozing off. After another ten minutes, Trunks had pulled up a chair, and had fallen asleep next to the boy. He wasn't going to leave him alone; he might try to end it again. Ty let out a sigh as he stared at the Half-Saiyan boy. He began to think; it didn't take his 'Medicine' to consider ending it. He could only remember a few things from his trip, but he remembered that the second time he played his game, they stopped him right before the gun fired; it would have ended right there. The molten hot plasma round would have gone clean through his head, and a part of him kind of wishes they hadn't stopped it. He just couldn't take it anymore; he was too young to have to do all this. Trunks was right, he was a horrible brother. He felt a tear roll down his cheek; he'd never done anything wrong to deserve all this hate and pain, he just wanted to have a normal life. He wanted to go to bed knowing someone wouldn't try to slit his throat and take his brother, he wanted to meet someone and not have them try to kill him and his brother just because they saw the book, he just wanted to escape from this life and be happy. He hated his life, he hated everything about it, everything except for Jaxon; he loved that kid more than anything. He was all he had left. He was his only family; the only other member of his race who wasn't killed, and he was the only one in the Universe who cared about him.

He thought about Trunks for a moment; for someone who acts like a complete jackass during every moment of every day, he got really worked up about this. Ty was no expert in physiology or any of that mental mumbo jumbo, but it looked like the boy was extremely bothered by this whole situation. Ty felt someone watching him and turned his head.

"Feeling better?" Vegeta growled.

"…" Ty said nothing as another tear escaped his eye.

"Why did the boy free your arm?" Vegeta growled as he looked at his sleeping son.

"Cause I asked him to." Ty said quietly.

"…Do you know why you're strapped to this table?" Vegeta asked; he was pissed.

"Cause I'm a failure at life, cause I'm a horrible brother, cause…cause…listen, if you're going to kill me, just do it." Ty said.

"Oh ho ho, I'm not going to kill you, not yet at least." Vegeta growled as he walked over to the table, "What was that stuff?"

"My medicine, at least that's what I call it. I don't know the real name; I just recognize the symbols on the bottle. It makes me…" Ty trailed off; the more he thought about it, the more pathetic it sounded.

"…I've been told that you aimed a weapon at my son, and then you aimed a weapon at Gohan. Whether that weapon could hurt a half Saiyan is irrelevant, the point is, you threatened my son; me and you have a very big problem." Vegeta snarled, "BOY!" Vegeta roared.

"Ah!" Trunks yelped as he fell backwards in his chair.

"LEAVE!" Vegeta roared.

"Yes sir!" Trunks sprinted out of the room; his dad sounded furious. Vegeta walked to the other side of the room and grabbed the keys; he walked back over and stared at Ty, "You would have shot yourself if me and Gohan hadn't tackled you to the ground." Vegeta said.

"I know." Ty sniffed. Vegeta grabbed Ty's arm and forced it back to the table and strapped it down and closed the metal cuff around his wrist.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you?" Vegeta spat.

"…Because my brother needs me." Ty sniffed.

"Give me another one." Vegeta said.

"…That's the only one…" Ty said.

"Really, is that so?" Vegeta asked.

"Yes." Ty said.

"You've given up, haven't you?" Vegeta crossed his arms.

"…" Ty gave no response.

"You're thinking about it." Vegeta said.

"…Mhmm." Ty slowly nodded his head.

"Why?" The Saiyan Prince asked.

"Nobody gives a shit about me and my brother, most of the Universe wants us dead, those who don't want us dead want to capture us and torture us until we die, I lost my parents, my home, I've lost everything." The boy choked as more tears ran down his cheek. Being interrogated while strapped to a metal table; it defiantly wasn't the worst thing to happen to him, but it wasn't making him feel and better about his life. Hell, his parents were strapped to metal tables before they died, so maybe this was fitting.

"Except for Jaxon, you still have him." Vegeta said.

"Mhmm" Ty nodded, "He's the only thing keeping me from doing it."

"But you tried to do it twice tonight; you tried to kill yourself twice." Vegeta said.

"Yea, and?" Ty spat.

"So Jaxon isn't doing anything! You don't want to live anymore! You've given up!" Vegeta yelled.

"…" Ty said nothing.

"You've given up. Only the weak and pathetic give up, are you weak?" Vegeta asked.

"Your son seems to think so, and maybe he's right." Ty said quietly.

"Give it a rest! The boy can be an ass, we all know, but he did not mean it. He apologized, correct?" Vegeta asked.

"Yes, he thought he was the reason I tried to do it." Ty said.

"And was he?" Vegeta asked. If the boy is trying to kill himself because of what Trunks said, then that's the stupidest reason ever.

"…He got me thinking, and I…I don't know." Ty said. Really it was the thought of his parents. Trunks triggered all these thoughts and those thoughts triggered other thoughts and he started to want his 'Medicine' and then he got out of control. Basically Trunks was in the wrong place at the wrong time…and he's a little jackass.

"If it wasn't him, then what was it?" Vegeta growled.

"…" Ty said nothing.

"I destroyed all the bottles of that stuff." Vegeta said.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Ty screamed as his eyes rapidly flickered gold for about five seconds.

"It was for your own good, and did you know that your little brother started to down a bottle right in front of me and my son?" Vegeta asked.

"…I…I had no idea he…he even drank it. I told him to never touch it. He's been drinking it?" Ty asked in shock.

"Yes. Hmm, I wonder where he got the idea from?" Vegeta mocked the boy.

"Another thing your son was right about; I'm a horrible brother." Ty grunted.

"When did he say that?" Vegeta asked.

"I remember him saying it while my first trip was wearing off, and he reminded me while we were taking before you got here." Ty said.

"Why did he say it?" Vegeta asked.

"…" Ty said nothing.

"Tell me!" Vegeta yelled.

"…He knew that Jaxon has seen me when I drink it, and he didn't think that was good." Ty said as another tear escaped his eye; he was a horrible person.

"Hmph." Vegeta thought for a moment, "How often do you drink that stuff?"

"Eh…" Ty shrugged his shoulders; "I could go for some right now."

"What?" Vegeta snarled.

"I'm just saying!" Ty yelled, "It's not like I want to drink it, but I can't stop! I can only last two days at the most before it becomes too hard and I have to have a glass, and then once I start, I only want more. I usually stop when I pass out, and it only takes about three glasses for it to do that." Vegeta was disgusted; only the weak fell victim to addiction, and saying you can't stop is saying you're too weak to try.

"That's bullshit! You can't stop because you don't want to stop." Vegeta said.

"Did you see my brother? Tell me what he looked like when he was drinking it. Tell me what he was doing and how he started!" Ty said as more tears ran down his face.

"One minute he was blasting the bottles, and then he just started to drink it like his life depended on it." Vegeta said.

"Yea, he was destroying it and just so happened to get thirsty. Yea, addiction has nothing to do with it." Ty said sarcastically.

"Don't get smart with me, brat!" Vegeta yelled.

"Or else what monkey boy?" Ty mocked the Saiyan.

Smack! Ty's cheek smacked into the metal table as Vegeta slapped him with the back of his hand. "You want to mouth of to me again?" Vegeta snarled.

"…" Ty said nothing.

"You answer me when I'm talking to you!" Vegeta yelled.

"Frak off!" Ty smirked as he looked up.

Smack! Ty was hit again. "I am your Prince and you will…"

"Prince? Bullshit! I'm not a Saiyan, frak wad!" Ty yelled. Vegeta was so used to using that threat on his son, Goten, and Gohan that he didn't remember Ty wasn't Saiyan, "You might be the prince of Trunks and Goten, but not me. I listen to no one." Ty said.

"This is my house, and nobody disrespects me while they're staying in it!" Vegeta screamed.

"I didn't even ask to be here. You stuck your nose where it doesn't belong, and got involved in something that doesn't concern you or your stupid friends." Ty said.

"Hey! We've done nothing but help you since you got here! You should be thanking us!" Vegeta yelled.

"I don't need anyone's help! Me and my brother were doing fine without you!" Ty yelled.

"Ha!" Vegeta laughed, "You would have died next to your pod if we hadn't stepped in."

"…Go to hell." Ty growled.

Smack! "I can keep this up all night!" Vegeta chuckled. Ty looked at Vegeta; for a second, the boy's eyes flickered gold, but then stopped.

"PT! You frakking son of a rat." Ty spit at the Saiyan's face. Vegeta stared at him; it had been a long time since anyone told the kid what to do. In his mind, nobody gave him orders and nobody ever gave him any discipline when he did anything wrong. He calmly wiped the spit off his face and tried to keep control.

"Why don't you just kill me, then we'd both be happy." Ty laughed.

"And what happened to Jaxon? He's still alive." Vegeta growled.

"Then what the hell am I still doing down here? If you're going to kill me, then kill me, but I don't see any reason that I'm still strapped to this stupid frakking table!" Ty screamed as he thrashed around.

"You're out of your fucking mind, and I'm not letting you run around my house playing games with my family present!" Vegeta yelled.

"Then we'll frakking leave!" Ty screamed as his eyes flickered gold again.

"Then do it, leave!" Vegeta shouted. He didn't seem to notice the boy's eyes flickering gold.

"I'm strapped to a frakking table!" Ty screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Hmph; my son could break himself free without even trying." Vegeta mocked the boy.

"Grrr…" Ty tried to pull his hands out of the cuffs, but he was held down too tight, and side affect number one of Ty's 'Medicine'; user may feel weak while coming off of a 'trip'.

"Hn?" Vegeta's eyes slightly widened as he saw the metal start to cut into the boy's wrists and ankles, "Fine…" Vegeta grabbed the key, "You want to leave? Go!" Vegeta said as he unlocked each cuff and tore the straps off his body. Ty stared at him and grinded his teeth; he sat up and jumped off the bed. He immediately fell to his hands and knees; he felt very dizzy (Side affect #2). Ty stumbled to his feet and stumbled out of the room; Vegeta followed. "I guarantee you that your brother won't leave. He'll choose to stay here." Vegeta smirked.

"Huh?" Ty stopped and turned, "Bullshit! He has no reason to stay here, and besides, he would never choose you frakkers over his own brother." Ty yelled as he climbed up the stairs. He kicked the door open and pushed passed Trunks and Goten (Trunks was apologizing to Goten for yelling at him earlier), "Get the frak out of my way."

"Your pods are low on fuel. How do you expect to get off planet?" Vegeta smirked.

"I don't need the frakking pods, I'll find another way." Ty snarled as he stumbled into the kitchen, "Jaxon! Taz! We're leaving!" Ty yelled; Jaxon jumped and stared at his brother.

"I…I…" Jaxon didn't move. The 'stuff' had pretty much worn off, and he was almost back to his normal self. The boy didn't drink very much to begin with, so it didn't take long for him to go back to normal.

"I said we're leaving!" Ty spat.

"…But I like it here." Jaxon said quietly.

"I am your older brother, and we're leaving!" Ty yelled.

"The choice is yours Jaxon; do you want to stay here in a nice warm bed, fridge filled with food, and protection from the Vashmallians." Vegeta smirked.

"You stay out of this!" Ty yelled.

"Or do you want to go with him and get killed?" Vegeta asked.

"Jaxon let's go!" Ty screamed.

"Vegeta, what the hell did you say to him?" Bulma hissed.

"I…I…" Jaxon looked back and forth between Vegeta and Ty. It almost sounded like Vegeta wanted him to stay, but Ty was his brother, he couldn't abandon him, but Vegeta said if he went with Ty then he would die, but which did he choose?

"I said let's go!" Ty screamed as he stomped over and grabbed the boy's hand.

"Oww! Ty you're hurting me." Jaxon said.

Smack! "SHUT UP!" Ty screamed as he slapped the boy across the face. Jaxon managed to pull out of Ty's grip and sprinted behind Vegeta.

"Wh…what?" Ty's jaw dropped, "…You're choosing him…over…me?" Jaxon kept his eyes shut and his arms tightly wrapped around Vegeta's leg. "…Fine, if…if that's…the way…you…want…" Ty trailed off and looked Taz, "Taz…come." Ty said.

"Mmm mmm mmmm." Taz backed away from the boy.

"Y…you t…too?" Ty asked.

"Hmph." Vegeta just continued to smirk.

"Fine…I…don't…no, no I don't need you anyways. I'll…I'll…I…" Ty slowly stumbled out of the room. Everyone looked at each other, and then they looked at Vegeta.

"What the hell did you say to him?" Gohan snarled.

"The brat doesn't know how to listen. He is his own boss and if he wants to leave, then I won't stop him." Vegeta said.

"Vegeta, he's sick! He needs our help!" Goku yelled.

"He doesn't want it, let him leave." Vegeta said.

"But dad…" Trunks started; Vegeta shot the boy a death stare causing him to back away; everyone ran outside.

Outside

"Ty! Wait!" Krillin yelled.

"Frak off!" Ty snarled as he fired a blast at the man. Krillin watched it hit the ground several feet away from him (Side affect #3, bad hand-eye coordination).

"We can help you!" Goku said.

"I don't want it!" Ty yelled as he flew into the air; everyone watched him leave.

"So you're just letting him go?" Bulma stared at her husband in disbelief.

"If he doesn't want to stay here, then why should I stop him?" Vegeta asked.

"You know what Vegeta, I'm disgusted!" Bulma spat as she walked back inside.

"What are you complaining about, woman?" Vegeta growled as he turned.

"I just thought you'd be just a little nicer to the poor kid." Bulma said as she sat down and rubbed her eyes.

"He threatened our son, disrespected me, the kid is a punk and I don't want him in my house unless he's going to learn who's boss." Vegeta said, "What if he had aimed that gun at you?"

"Open your fucking eyes Vegeta!" Chi Chi snarled; Vegeta shot her a death stare, but realized everyone was looking at him in disgust, even Trunks and Goten.

"He lost his home planet when he was nine." Bulma said.

"And?" Vegeta asked.

"Frieza killed your parents and blew up your planet when you were five." Bulma said.

"That…" Vegeta's eyes widened.

"He watched his mother and father get tortured and killed right in front of him. He's been on the run with no support or help from anyone except his brother and what ever Taz is." Bulma sniffed as a tear ran down her cheek, "People try to kill him wherever he goes. Vegeta, he can't do it anymore, not by himself. He wants to die because he has nothing to live for."

"…He said he wanted to stay alive for Jaxon." Trunks said quietly.

"And Jaxon just chose you because you told him that if he went with his brother he would die." Bulma sniffed. Vegeta looked around the room; everyone looked mad.

"…You're the first people to ever help us." Everyone turned to see Jaxon peaking out from behind a wall, "I…I d…don't want my b…brother to d…die." Jaxon sniffed. He had a terrible feeling that he just made the biggest mistake of his life. It would have to be the biggest mistake since landing on Planet Voon.

"…Vegeta, wasn't there ever a time when you were working for Frieza when you wanted to give up?" Goku asked.

"Fuck off Kakarott." Vegeta growled.

"I know there had to be one time Vegeta, just once." Goku said.

"Hmph" Vegeta stared at the carpet; yea, he gave up once when he was 15-years-old. He tried to open the airlock on Frieza's ship so he would be sucked into the airless vacuum called space where he would suffocate. The temperatures wouldn't kill him because Saiyans can handle that kind of hostile environment. He would have done it too if it hadn't been for the two third class Saiyans he was stuck with; Raditz and Nappa. They saw him through the window just before he opened the door and managed to stop him. They opened the door to the ship, locking the other door that would go outside. Safe to say Nappa didn't even let him go to the bathroom by himself for a month. They talked him out of it by saying one day they would get strong enough to kill Frieza and that changed his thinking; he now had a goal. He now had something to work for, and then Kakarott crushed that dream when he turned into a Super Saiyan and defeated Frieza, not him, but the point is he was talked out of ending it. Vegeta didn't ask them to stop him, he didn't want them to stop him, but they did it anyway because in their own Saiyan way…they cared, and what did he just do to Ty? He didn't care, he let the boy leave and to make matters worse he convinced Jaxon and Taz to abandon him and stay at Capsule Corp. Vegeta looked around and let out a sigh, "I'll be back." Bulma smiled and gave him a hug.

"…I'm coming too." Gohan said.

"No" Vegeta didn't turn.

"…I wana come too." Trunks said.

"No, you wait here." Vegeta grunted; this was something he had to do.

"But…"

"Trunks, I know this is going to hurt, but what you said to him triggered something in his head and that's why he did what he did tonight. You're not the exact reason, but you initiated it, and you being there isn't going to help." Vegeta growled; he watched as the boy ran back into the house.

"I'll go talk to him." Gohan said as he ran after the boy.

"I…I sh…should c…come too." Jaxon whimpered, but nobody heard him. Vegeta took off into the air. While it hurt and it was mean to say, it was something that needed to be said and maybe Trunks will learn to watch what he says around people. Jaxon wiped his eyes and ran back into the house.

Downtown West City

Ty stumbled through the dark streets with no destination. All he wanted was to die; this was it, he'd had it with life, Jaxon would stay with Prince Jackass until they killed him or kicked him off the planet, he had nothing. He only had death…he didn't even have Taz. He walked into a convenience store and stumbled around.

"…Can I help you kid?" The cashier growled as he watched the kid.

"You can go to hell you frakking piece of shit." Ty snarled as he kicked over a shelf.

"Hmph." The cashier pushed a small button under the counter, which called for the police. Ty stomped out of the store and walked right into the street; several cars swerved as they just barely missed the carless kid.

"Watch where you're going you idiot!" One of the drivers screamed as he got out of his car.

"Frak you!" Without even looking, Ty fired a blast, setting the car on fire. He closed his eyes and began to think; bullets can't hurt him unless they're plasma rounds, something running into him wouldn't be hard enough. He shared certain abilities as the Saiyans; the car would hit him like a car hitting a wall. He might get a bruise but that's it. He didn't have his knife, and he couldn't go back to get it. He could fly really high up and drop to the ground, but that wasn't likely to work. He shot into the air and went high above the city. Ty scanned around until he saw it, the harbor; the harbor and the ocean. He felt several tears drip off his face, and then he flew full force towards the water. He would drown himself, and then he would finally see his parents. He would finally hear their voices. He would finally know happiness and be able to relax.

Splash! Ty hit the water full force and shot towards the bottom like a torpedo. He reached the bottom and closed his eyes.

'See you soon.' Ty thought as he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. As the water filled his lungs, his chest began to throb with pain. His brain told him to get air, but he just ignored it; he welcomed the pain, because it would be the last pain he ever felt. He took another deep breath and blacked out.

4,000+ WORD CHAPTER, AND ANOTHER CLIFF-HANGER, PLEASE REVIEW!

Author's Note: A little something personal about me. It is May 9, 2012 (when I'm writing this), and in 2008, someone very close to me TRIED to commit suicide, but they didn't count on me coming by after school, and I took control of the situation. The person (who's name and relationship status with me shall remain private) took a large amount of pills they were allergic to and a large amount of alcohol. I technically didn't find out that the person tried to commit suicide until after we got to the Emergency Room. Since then, the person has a new outlook on life and we are VERY close friends. The person apologized for putting me through the situation and life has been good ever since. The one thing I will never forget about that day were that person's grey eyes; the person's eyes were completely grey while under the influence. The point I am trying to make is value life, and don't try and throw it away. This story does not represent how my experience happened; my friend was mostly quiet.