I feel like I'm on a roll here. Another chapter in a little over 3 months? Wow! I hope you guys enjoy this. This was SO much fun to write! I almost feel bad for Trunks... Almost. This chapter was named after the Dimmu Borgir song called "Puritania" and I think it is quite fitting. It fits the mood of this chapter so perfectly so I highly suggest listening to it while you read this. Enjoy ;)

Warnings: This chapter is not for the light of heart. Violence, attempted rape, madness.

Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT. All canon characters belong to Akira Toriyama. All OC's belong to me. Do not use without my permission.

Chapter 18: Puritania

Orange Star High was still buzzing with activity despite the moderate rain and thunder that had started to fall overhead. Graduation was only a couple weeks away and the senior class couldn't wait to walk across the stage and earn their diplomas. Many of them had already been accepted into college, others had no idea what it was that they were going to do as soon as they were free from the confines of high school hell. There was one student in particular who was more than eager to get out of high school and get the hell away from his home for a while.

Graduating as Valedictorian of his high school class with acceptance letters from Harvard, Princeton, and Yale, Trunks Brief was at the top of his game and couldn't possibly see anything that could bring him down. He had gotten scholarships for his football career as star quarterback, a perfect GPA, and the many extra curricular activities that he had been apart of for 4 years now. What made things even better was the "faggots" had quit school or were miraculously gone, all thanks to his brilliant actions to get them out of course. They were cramping his school presidential campaign by making him out to be a monster when –and let's be honest here- he was simply doing God's work. There was no room for faggots and queers in society—this was all made clear from the story of Sodom in the Bible. Which meant there was definitely no room for them in his school.

What really helped him to shine in the entire student body was when his ex best friend finally quit school all of a sudden and never came back. The bat-shit crazy demi Saiyan was the only person in the school that gave him a bad name, and despite his wild and absurd nature, he was surprisingly influential when it came to the school population. Trunks guessed it was because of the large and overbearing Italian at his side all the time, and he was even more thankful that he was gone with Goten as well. His anger and hate against the chocolate-eyed Saiyan grew deep when his good friend Jason "Voorhees" Kemp had left him and all his friends to become a faggot like him. The murder of the Australian further proved his point that homosexuals didn't belong in society. It was God's way of proving his point as to why fags and freaks should all perish.

And yet, for some reason, he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander back to Goten. Some part of him –granted it was very small- thought about how he was doing and where he had ended up going since he as no longer at Capsule Corp. He wondered why his ex friend had gone balls to the walls insane and if he was ever going to get back to how he used to be.

Then again, did he want him to get better…?

Thunder boomed overhead and the rain started to pour heavier outside as he walked down the long hallway on the second level of the school. For some reason, the hair on the back of Trunks's neck started to stand and something in the air made him feel uneasy. He couldn't help but feel on edge and having the need to be on alert.

But, why?

Sometimes he hated his Saiyan instincts that he got from his detached father because he always felt more alarmed than was necessary on a daily basis. Probably the real reason he hated what he got from his father was just because he hated him. Although getting him to admit it was almost impossible.

Lighting struck above the school and Trunks got that uneasy feeling once again, feeling as though he were walking on pins and needles and the goose bumps on his tan arms irritated him. The lights overhead flickered and some of them eventually went out, the hallway too quiet and the lighting gave it an eerie glow. Trunks stiffened up and felt eyes on him, a presence in the hallway giving him the creeps. Finally he turned around and saw a dark figure standing in the hallway, the lighting flashing again and illuminating the menacing-looking man.

It was Goten.

"What the fuck…?" Trunks stared at Goten, seeing his lithe frame and his long unkept hair. At first, he was willing to bet money that the growling figure down the hall wasn't his old best friend, but the more the lighting struck and the lights over head attempted to come back on, it was the long scar on Goten's eye gave him away.

"Goten…? What are you doing here?" It didn't make any sense. Goten dropped out of school last year and had no reason to be there anymore. Something told Trunks that this wasn't a social call with the way that the crazed faggot was acting.

A growl came out of Goten's throat as his clenched fists shook. His fingers were bleeding again and dripping onto the slick floor of the hallway, the wounds he inflicted on his fingertips opening back up. His eyes were sharp and thin as he glared at the purple-haired Prince in front of him. He knew that Trunks was talking to him and taking a few steps forward as if he were going to confront him up close.

"That's it Trunks… just a little closer…" Goten growled under his breath, watching his prey getting closer and closer to him.

"Are you even listening to me? My God, I think you've had one too many zaps to the brain yo-"

It happened without warning. Trunks found himself crashing out of the 2nd story window of the school building after a searing blast of ki exploded against his chest. He landed on his back and gasped as the air was knocked right out of his lungs, the hot slicing pain from the ki blast making his world spin. There was only a few seconds of recovery from the attack before Goten jumped out of the window and landed on top of him, his fingernails digging into Trunks's face and clawing his skin. The purple-haired Prince screamed in pain as Goten dug his nails into his eye sockets, causing lights to explode and bring him sudden blindness.

As a defense against the violent attack, Trunks swung his fist up and socked Goten in the jaw, managing to get the demi Saiyan off of him for a moment. The Prince rolled away and howled in pain from the horrid injury that Goten had left his eyes, fearing he would never be able to see again, beginning to crawl away on his stomach and feel his way to safety. "Shit!" he cursed and couldn't believe how helpless he felt without his sight. If only he had taken the couple hours out of his day every week to spar with his father and learn these sorts of skills that never crossed his mind.

Trunks gasped as his ankle was grabbed and he was dragged back to where he had originally landed, shouting in pain from the dirt that scraped against the nasty wound in his chest. Before he knew it, Goten was pounding his fists into his head over and over again, hearing the demi Saiyan snarling with fierce fervor. His head was knocked around and he felt bones crunch and muscles pop, the schizophrenic teen on top of him never stopping his actions. Suddenly Goten grabbed his head with both of his hands and sunk his teeth into his skull, crunching down and causing Trunks to scream suddenly. Blood poured out of his head and spilled onto the ground, making Trunks scream even louder and more desperately, the piercing and persistent shout aggravating his attacker. Goten ripped his teeth away and snorted. Trunks was then picked up and hurled across the front yard of the school, crashing against the large statue of some historical figure, breaking the stone and crumbling to the ground with it. By now, kids and teachers had come out of the school to see what was going on, having heard the crash and Trunks's howls of pain. The purple haired Prince groaned and lifted himself up off of the ground, spitting out blood and feeling himself too dizzy to stand. He managed to look over his shoulder to see a wave of ki blasts coming right at him.

"Oh fuck…."

Something didn't feel right.

Something had to be wrong.

Something has happened or was about to happen.

Goku could feel it in his bones as he paced back and forth in Capsule Corp. Maybe it was just the storm that was going on overhead. The 3rd class Saiyan was always a little uneasy during thunderstorms. Maybe it was just the lighting that caused his energy to tingle and make his hair stand up on his arms. Maybe he had a traumatic experience during a storm when he was a child that he just couldn't remember. Whatever it was, it was really bothering him this time.

Something wasn't right.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Kakarot?" Vegeta finally barked, having been watching Goku pace back and forth now for about 20 minutes. It was annoying the hell out of him.

Goku blinked and looked over at his lover that he had returned to reluctantly months ago. Things had gotten a little bit better but it wasn't all around fantastic. He still wished he wasn't with him, but he still needed him no matter how much he hurt. "I'm sorry Vegeta. I just… something is bothering me. I can't put my finger on it." He looked out of the window and watched the lighting tear open the sky and make everything shine for a few brilliant seconds.

Vegeta snorted at him "Hn. Careful when you talk like that Kakarot. You wouldn't want people to think you were crazy like your son."

Goku shot Vegeta a glare. He could handle the degrading remarks against him and their relationship, but he didn't tolerate the rude comments against his mentally disturbed child. Vegeta put his hands up in a submissive manner and told Goku to calm down and that it was only a joke. Goku sighed and continued to pace, wanting to know what was wrong but no matter how much he stretched his senses, nothing came to him. Maybe he was losing his mind like his son. He watched Goten pace back and forth constantly and talk to himself nearly everyday. Was it that he was starting to be that way as well? There is sufficient amount of research done that proves Schizophrenia is hereditary…

Suddenly he felt a spike of energy. It made his eyes widen from how powerful it was and how familiar it was. When Goku looked over at Vegeta, the arrogant Prince was already on his feet and frowning in the direction of the energy. His heart was pounding as he recognized the ki that was growing bigger and more frantic. All those odd feelings of something not being ok were simply his parental intuition; at least, that's what he was telling himself.

"Goten…!"

Then there was a severe drop in energy from another life force that they both knew very well. As Goten's energy grew more erratic and stronger, the energy from Trunks was plummeting to a dangerous level. The look on Vegeta's face scared Goku, watching the panic and fear go across his hard features from feeling the energy of his own child in danger.

Within the blink of an eye, they were both headed towards the direction of the fight.

The school was on lockdown.

The police were just arriving and the SWAT team was soon to follow.

Trunks lay a mangled mess in the football field of the school as the rain poured down. He was burned and bleeding and broken, still blind to the attacks against him due to the nasty treatment of his beautiful cerulean eyes. He whined in pain and tried his best to fight back the urge to slip into an unconscious state. He had to stay awake. He had to stay alive. Goten was in a frenzy near him, pacing back and forth and screaming obscenities—but surprisingly not at him. It seemed that Goten was fighting with himself. Kill or him keep him alive? It made Trunks nauseas to hear such an argument that Goten was having with himself. It seemed that even if the crazed Saiyan did want to kill him, he was going to do it slowly and as painfully as he could.

'What are you waiting for? Go over there and finish him off!'

Goten growled at the command and shook his head. "I want to make him suffer! It's too soon!"

'He's going to get away and you'll never have this chance again!'

"Shut up! No one is going to stop me!" The Saiyan looked all around him, panicking about the sirens that were arriving.

'GET OVER THERE AND KILL HIM!'

"No! Not yet! Shut UP!" Goten pressed his hands against his ears to make the screaming stop, his wild, dilated eyes looking over to see Trunks starting to move. He snarled and ran over to the man, pouncing on his back and pressing him against the ground. "NO! You aren't going anywhere!" He grabbed Trunks's head and slammed his face into the grass, letting the man suffocate in the standing water from the rain.

Trunks bucked and squirmed under him, fighting for his life to get the water out of his broken nose. Goten smirked down at him, starting to feel his body start to get excited from the purple haired prince starting to drown under him. The blood in his mouth and wafting aroma in the air was turning him on even more. Before long, he had a straining erection between his legs and a wicked idea came to his mind. He yanked Trunks's head back to let the man breathe, the gasp making his cock throb a little. Leaning down, he started whispering to him.

"You act like us faggots are nothing but a bunch of perverted demons going around raping children and should be put to death. You accuse us of being disgusting and that our way of life should be feared… Well… I'm going to give you something to really be scared of Trunks…" Goten smirked and flickered out a tongue, sliding it against Trunks's bloody ear.

"N-No!" Trunks gasped and struggled more under Goten's body, causing Goten to moan in delight as the older Saiyan's hips bucked against his groin.

Goten grabbed both of Trunks's arms and held them behind his back, using the other hand to tear at Trunks's shorts that he was wearing. The moment Trunks's perfect round ass was exposed, Goten gripped it with his nails, digging into the flesh and causing the Prince to bleed. Trunks screamed and begged for Goten to stop, but it only fueled Goten's fire. The demi Saiyan with the wild eyes managed to undo his own pants and rub his throbbing cock between Trunks's bleeding ass cheeks. The purple haired Prince mustered up as much strength as he possibly could and fought back, pulling and struggling and bucking his body, wanting –no, needing- Goten to fall off of him. He snarled and howled and did everything he could to prevent what was about to happen.

Instead of gaining the freedom he was begging God and Goten for, he angered the paranoid schizophrenic and caused Goten to bite the top of his cervical vertebrae with such force that Trunks lost his voice. One false movement and Goten could easily snap his neck. Tears poured out of Trunks's torn eyes as he felt Goten's cock pushing against his entrance, finally giving up and deciding that he would just give the schizophrenic psychopath what he wanted.

"GOTEN!"

The voice cut through the thunder and the rushing of blood in Trunks's ears. The pain of Goten's intruding cock was gone and the hold that the Saiyan had on him was gone. There are sounds of Goten snarling and screaming and then what sounds to be a scuffle between him and some others. The voice that cut through the storm is yelling and the sounds of ki blasts crashing around him made his heart leap. Finally a loud THUD came after a frenzy of voices and attacks. Goten was wailing and screaming and Trunks could feel super Saiyan energy from 3 different Saiyans washing over his burned and broken body.

It was too much for Trunks to handle. The battered and bloody lavender-haired Prince couldn't hold onto to the conscious world anymore.

His world went black.

"Why did you bring him here to Capsule Corp, Kakarot? You have some nerve after what he did to my son! You know Trunks is in the ER now, don't you? What do you expect to do with him?"

"I don't know, Vegeta! I didn't know where else to go! Just let me think!"

"How can you think with him screaming and shrieking like that? You can't even control him!"

"You saw who was coming to stop him! I couldn't let any more people get hurt!"

"He's going to hurt you if you don't do something about him! You saw what he did to Trunks!"

"I know Vegeta! I just… just—Goten please! I just want to help you! Calm down!"

"He's possessed, Kakarot! He can't fucking hear you! I'm getting those damn ki restraints."

"Goten… Goten p-please! Stop fighting me! I don't want them to take you away!"

"WE DO AWAY WITH YOUR KIND! EXTERMINATE THE HUMAN RACE! LET THE CHAOS ENTWINE! SWEEP ALL THE WEAKENING KIND!"

"Goten! Please stop! Please just calm down!"

"I AM WAR! I AM PAIN! BYGONE ARE TOLERANCE AND PRESENCE OF GRACE!"

"My God Kakarot I was gone for 2 minutes and he's screaming nonsense! Hold him still so I can put these on his wrists!"

"Stop fighting us, Goten! We are just trying to help you! Hurry up Vegeta!"

"SCAVENGERS WILL BE SENT OUT TO CLENSE THE HUMAN FILTH PARADES!"

"Kakarot hold his arms still for just one god damn second!"

"I'm trying, Vegeta! HURRY!"

"I AM FEAR IN THE NIGHT! I AM THE BRINGER OF THE LIGHT!"

"There! Got them on! Call his doctor NOW!"

"Oh Goten… I-… I'm so sorry, son…"

"If you are just now joining us on Channel 8 news, we are continuing our coverage on today's shocking events at Orange Star High School with breaking alert. There was a terrible attack against the star quarterback Trunks Brief this afternoon by an ex student that was pulled our due to mental instability. Witness reports say that Trunks was hurled through the 2nd story window and beaten unconscious in the football field. Before the police could come and apprehend the attacker and take Trunks to the hospital, they were both taken away by powerful flying beings that came out of the sky.

"We learned that Trunks ended up in the Capsule Corp ER and his survival of the attack looks bleak. The whereabouts of the attacker were uncertain until moments ago when the father of the attacker came forward to announce that his son was in custody in a private mental facility. The ex student, Son Goten, is being treated right now by his doctor and the police plan to apprehend him as soon as he is conscious from his sedatives. Apparently the attacker has been suffering with paranoid schizophrenia for almost 5 years now and is prone to having dangerous episodes. We here at Channel 8 do not accept this as an excuse for the attack against Trunks Brief and we cry out for justice. For now all we can do is hope and pray that the heir to the multi-billion dollar Capsule Corporation makes it through this hour. What a tragic death it would be…"

TBC.