Hello, people! I'm throwing out this story all at once, so it'll be complete in no time!

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Here's Chapter 2!


Jill and I walked around the neighborhood for miles and it started getting dark. I must've not came to early in the day. I didn't mind it and neither did she apparently. "So," She finally said after a while of silence. "Are you from the future?"

"Actually I am." I answered.

"Are you in this time line at all?"

"No. At least I don't think so."

Jill crinkled her nose and then took me to this ally behind an Italian restaurant. "Here we are."

"Where? It looks like a dark ally to me."

"It is." She took me to a corner where there weren't any dumpsters or rodents. "This is where I hang out."

"Why?"

"No one can see me and I can escape from everyone." She pulled out another cigarette from her right boot and her lighter from her left, lit it, and began to smoke. I wasn't all on board with the smoking thing, but I was used to it. Mom smokes, Granddad used to smoke, his dad was a smoker, my great aunts and uncles smoked, it just ran in the family and I was used to it. "You want to listen to music?"

"Um, sure." Jill pulled out a capsule from her pocket and threw it way. When it exploded, a small, blue boom box came out.

"What kind of music do you like?" She asked me. How was I supposed to know what music this time has?!

"Any. Whichever you want." She pressed a button and music started. The music was soothing to the ears. It was a girl singing softly about love. Nothing but the music was basically heard. That and Jill taking another puff from her cigarette.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked me. Is she kidding me? I don't have time to date!

"No. I'm on a mission. I don't have time to date."

"Really? I thought you were just visiting. Why are you here?"

"I can't tell you."

"Is it a top secret mission?"

"Not really. It involves bad people. Two-thirds of the human race at our time are dead."

"Why? Do you know if I'm there?"

"Oh, you're there. You and your brother."

"I doubt it. He smokes more than me. I always feel that I'll lose my twin brother faster than he'll lose me."

"Both of you are there. I know." Boy do I!

"Wow. What happened to all of those people? Two-thirds is a lot."

"I...can't... I can't tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because," I have to think quickly. "Because, it'll alter the future. Sometimes for the worst."

"I see." She took another puff from her cigarette. "What is life like in the future? Is it a lot different here?"

"Yeah, but I'm going to change it."

"I'm so glad that you will." There was a moment of silence. "What are we like? Me and Jewl. I hope it's different than now."

"It is, but in a bad way."

"It can't be worst than how we're living now."

"I don't know. You're pretty happy there."

"How am I happy when two-thirds of the world's population is dead?"

"Well, you aren't the way you are now. I can't really say how."

"I hate it here." She got up and kicked the dumpster that was across the alley from us. "I don't like how we're living."

"What's wrong?"

"I live in a house with my brother that we got from our aunt from her will. The bills barely get paid because I used to be the only one working. Now, I'm out of a job and Jewl gets money from The Garage when he fixes guys' cars. It sucks. Not to mention Jewl's coughing fits getting worst. If anything happens to him, I'm sunk! I'll have to pay for the medical bill and the bills. I can't even go to college. I wanted to be a certified fashion designer, but I'll have to be a closet designer." She kicked the dumpster again.

"Don't worry. I'll change it. A nice girl like you doesn't deserve this." Jill smiled as she took off her jean vest. Her pink tank top had a light floral print on it. To see it, you would have to look pretty closely. It was also a spaghetti strap. I never seen this much skin on her before. It was actually kind of appealing. That's when I took mine off.

"Do you promise?"

"Yes." I started to fumble around with my jacket as Jill was watching me.

"You're very muscley. What gym do you go to?"

"I don't go to the gym."

"What?"

"Yeah, I train at home with my father. Or at least I will when I save him."

"Is he dead in the future, too?"

"Yeah, all my friends and most of my family are dead. It's just me and my mom."

"Is that so? My dad died too. It was because of cancer and my mom is all the way in Canada or somewhere."

"Why?"

"She's a traveling photographer." Jill sat down at the place we were before, so I sat next to her again. She took another puff from her cigarette and blew out little rings.

"I thought you could only do that on cartoons." I laughed.

She laughed. "I guess not. I taught myself."

"Nice."

"It's all tongue work." We laughed again. "Do you really think I'm nice?"

"Of course. You accepted me when I came out of nowhere. Of course you're a nice person." We laughed again. Jill's ice blue eyes looked into my blue eyes. She looked into them for a while. She has beautiful eyes. Our laughs slowly stopped. My breath kind of went steady as I came closer to her. She came closer to me, too. I leaned in closer as my eyes closed. Next thing I knew, her lips were planted against mine. We held it for a couple of seconds. Jill's lips were soft against mine. Could this really be happening?! I'm kissing the enemy! I'm kissing the enemy! She was very gentle and so was I. Then, my hand started to move towards hers as it rested there. Her hands were so soft. It felt warm like a sunrise. It felt sweet like a cherry lollipop. It felt comforting like...comforting things. Then, we pulled away; slowly but pulled away.

"Did that just happen?" I asked with a sly smile.

"Yep. Did you like it?"

Good question. Did I? "Yes."

"Tell me. Is there hope for me in the future? Will my brother and I live like normal people?"

I looked into her eyes again. I couldn't lie to her, but I couldn't tell her the truth either. "Yes." It was a lie. The Z Warriors were going to kill the androids or deactivate them when I tell them.

Jill wasn't like Android 18. At least not that much. Jill was nicer. A lot nicer. She smelt better, too. Not that 18 stinks, she just smells like sweaty new clothes mix with a little soap. Jill smelt like lilacs and vanilla. "Do you have a place to stay?" I just shook my head and licked my lips. Jill's lip balm was still there and it tasted like cherry. "You can stay with me." She turned off the boom box and put it back into its capsule. "I mean, if you want."

"Well, I have no where else to go and I don't have any money. Sure." I got up and extended a hand towards her. She gladly excepted it and I helped her up.


The streets were lit up with only street lights and there wasn't a soul around for miles. We walked by what looked like apartment buildings. Hopefully we weren't going there. Luckily, we didn't. We passed by it. I looked around and started to wish I was at home. Everything was blunt, dull, and unfriendly. We walked down the neighborhood streets for about four more blocks until we stopped. "Here we are." Jill spoke with a little voice. The house was small with chain fences around it. The grass had dead patches all over the place, the drive way was empty, the screen door was broken, the house was a dirty gray color, and the whole house basically looked like it had been abandoned. We walked up the walkway to the house which was broken and cracked. Jill opened took out a key and started to unlock the door. She jiggled it a couple of times before it opened.

The house was much more beautiful on the inside. It had an old-school home theater with black leather couches that had patches of leather missing all over. The coffee table was small and old and there was a big cardboard box by a matching black leather chair where Jewl was sitting and using the box as a foot rest. There were cigarette butts all over the coffee brown carpet. There were pictures on the wall of Jewl and Jill growing up. Basic pictures. Jewl was flipping through CD's. "We're home." Jill told him.

"Who's we?" He asked not looking at us.

"Me and Trunks." She took my hand and dragged me down the hallway which had more pictures on the walls. "Here's the guest room." Jill opened the door which led to a queen sized bed with a dingy bed set and a little TV on a dresser.

"Thanks."

"I'll see you tomorrow whenever." Jill left into her room. The only glimpse I got was purple walls and flower shaped picture frames of who knows who. She knocked them all down and closed the door.

What now? Am I supposed to wait here until Jewl repairs my time machine? Is there anything between me and Jill? What will I do?


Well that's chapter 2! Please review! If you do review, I'm not looking for bad comments. Calling an idea stupid hurts. I bruise easily!