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"Talking"

Thoughts

"Mental link"

The Voice

Dream

Chapter 6

I wake up to find myself laying on the soft grassy ground. My head is pounding with a terrible headache. I look around to find myself in a different area than I was before.

How did I get here? Where's Monique…?

Slowly, realization dawned to come to me once I looked at my blood covered hands. Blood and dirt covered my entire body from head to toe. I can feel myself shaking as I stare at my hands. Despite my useless struggle, I try to wipe away the red liquid with no luck. I feel something rising from my stomach until something gross spills out of my mouth.

The kidnapper…! The village…! It really happened! That means…

My heart dropped as I jump to my feet and ran as I desperately look for Monique. Sooner than expected, I find her lying face down on the ground. I try to wake her up, hoping she was just asleep. Sadly, she stayed dead silent.

"Monique…" I fall to my knees as tears spill from my eyes.

What kind of friend am I? What kind of 'sister' am I? How could I not protect her? More importantly, why did I destroy that village? I was after that kidnapper! It was like I was there…but not 'me'… If only I'd killed that damn bastard back at the cave, Monique would still be alive!

You showed mercy towards him.

Mercy?

You showed weakness towards your enemy…and he used it against you…

I did…?

If you keep this sentimental act up, you'll always be nothing but a weakling.

I don't want to be weak! How do I get stronger?

You lack training. Do you remember last night?

Y-Yes…

Those humans were mere weaklings…Besides…

What? Tell me!

There is only one human who stands in your way.

A human? But you said all humans are weak.

This man is different from the rest. He's stronger than any normal human. His name is Son Goku.

Son Goku?

Yes. He needs to be annihilated.

What? Why?

Suddenly, an image goes through my mind. I see a small kid in a torn orange fighting gi flying towards a tall green man who looks frustratingly shocked.

That man… He has to be my father!

In high-speed, the boy – no Goku – flies through father's stomach! He killed father!

NO!

The image disappears instantly, finding myself back to where I was before. I violently shakes with anger running through me. Son Goku killed my father. Now I need to kill him.

"When I find him, I will-"

Suddenly, a black figure appears in front of my face. "Hello."

"AAAHHHH!"

I jump a few feet away from the strange person and take my fighting stance. I look closely to see a short black man in white baggy pants, head wrap, and a red vest.

"Who the heck are you?" I growled angrily, "you trying to kill me?"

He shook his head sideways. "No, little girl. But I am here to give you a message from Kami."

I drop my stance and cross my arms in front of my chest. "A message?"

"Yes. This is the message: if you're determined to fight Goku, wait and train for the next six months. There will be a martial arts tournament at the end of the wait. There is where you will find him."

This man actually has my attention. "So I wait six months…then I can kill him?"

"Personally, I'd rather you don't do such a thing."

I turn away from him with an angry look. "Like I care what you think."

"Well, let me finish this message, then I'll be on my way."

"The sooner the better." I mumbled.

"This is a personal message from Kami as well: you do not want to take this path of darkness and destruction. The voice in your mind is only manipulating you into becoming part of an evil that will only bring you pain and sadness. If you ever want to come to me for help, I will find you."

I give the short, fat man a threatening look. "Give this Kami guy a message for me: shut the hell up and stay out of my way. Nothing you can say or do will ever convince me to let these humans live for what they done to Monique. Once I kill Goku, I'll…"

"What will you do, if I may ask?"

"…None your business... That's all you need to know. Now go away and pass the message to that Kami guy."

"Very well then." With that, he disappears.

I look back at Monique with a heaviness in my heart.

What am I supposed to do with her now? I can't leave her out in the open like this… Wait!

I remember a ceremony I read with Monique. One of the characters died of a sickness and was later buried in a fancy box.

"I'll give you a burial…" I whispered.

I blast a big deep hole in the ground in front of a tree. I pick up Monique's cold body and place her in the grave softly. I jump out of the grave and take one long last look at Monique before I begun burying her body. Each pile of dirt I threw in her grave, more tears that threatened to pour down upon my face. When I finish burying my friend, I carve her name in the tree in front of her grave. Finally, I sat in front of her grave and cried freely.

I hate the couple.

I hate the kidnapper.

I hate those villagers.

I hate all the humans in the entire Earth.

They took the only friend I had…

They took the only people I considered family…

Until the martial arts tournament, they better enjoy their last six months of life…

…That's all they will have before they all perish by my hands.

I am Kurai Daimao. Daughter of Piccolo Daimao.

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