Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Behind Paranoid Eyes ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: The Death Grip 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Horror | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.10.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 740 | Visits: 354 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Horror | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.10.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 740 | Visits: 354 | Status: Completed
A simple note before you read;
This fiction is merely a creation, and yes the characters may be OOC. Do not leave reviews telling me to either change the character’s disposition or to leave the story off in the dust, because I will not. The rating will change higher later on, and please- if you do not like dark or violent things, don’t read this. Thank you and enjoy, for this I’ve been thinking about for at least 5 months now.
Behind Paranoid Eyes
Prologue
Why this happened, I don’t know. Why the world suddenly is black, I don’t know. Why I’m still alive, I don’t know. All I do know is that – I’m a paranoid freak.
This fiction is merely a creation, and yes the characters may be OOC. Do not leave reviews telling me to either change the character’s disposition or to leave the story off in the dust, because I will not. The rating will change higher later on, and please- if you do not like dark or violent things, don’t read this. Thank you and enjoy, for this I’ve been thinking about for at least 5 months now.
Behind Paranoid Eyes
Prologue
Why this happened, I don’t know. Why the world suddenly is black, I don’t know. Why I’m still alive, I don’t know. All I do know is that – I’m a paranoid freak.
“For the last time, I didn’t do it!”
ChiChi sighed agitatedly, rubbing the her temples with her worn out fingers while she examined the piece of wood stuck in one of the living room walls, with supposedly ‘ketchup’ dried on the edges. She had nagged at her son for the past half an hour, throwing many questions at him about the wood. He had said he didn’t do it, but she hardly believed him after the strange behavior he’d been since nearly one year ago. The boy was now 13, and she’d suspected it to stop.
“Gohan, just please tell me the truth. I don’t want to be yelling all night and neither do you. Just tell me, did you do this to the wall?”
A long silence erupted before Gohan had attempted to say anything, but instead of speaking, he turned around and walked up the stairs and to his room, shutting the door quietly behind.
“Gohan!” ChiChi groaned and fell back onto the couch, her palm on her forehead and her other arm limply hanging off the side. She’d given up on the boy, and decided they needed a break- a long break.
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The bright neon numbers on the clock showed 11:46, one minute after his original ‘bed time’, but that bed time was back a few years ago, when he was a little boy with non-stop work to do. Homework mostly, but since he wasn’t accepted into the public school he was chosen to go to, his mother had tried home schooling him for countless days, but hadn’t succeeded. Of course he loved to learn new things when he was a little boy, but it had become a struggle for he could not concentrate anymore.
He stared out of the window which was covered in condensed fog from the rain that had fallen previously that evening, not blinking at all. He had on the dark purple gi which he wore at the Cell Games, but he hadn’t kept it on all of the days afterwards from it. It was torn up still, and dried blood covered a lot of areas but he wanted to treasure the clothing as a memory.
Sighing, Gohan fell onto his bed, going into a deep slumber until the next day woke upon him.
Although it seemed as if he hated ChiChi, he didn’t. There was just something- or rather someone in the deep back of his head, begging to be released, begging to escape the dark depths of the twisted mind, and he couldn’t help but listen to it.
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Short, yes but it’s just a little something to let you know how this is gonna be… although this is NOTHING like what will come later ;D Letting you in on some little secrets so I keep your interest, yes this will turn out to be bloody, a possessed Gohan (oh, can you think of something… possessed? All you Majin Vegeta fans, think ;D) and mhmm Vegeta will be in the story later on. This is I’d say an AU? I don’t know, but it’s not following the DBZ story line. Anyways the first chapter will come out in the least a month, psh I know I’ll get to it in 1 week possibly.
ChiChi sighed agitatedly, rubbing the her temples with her worn out fingers while she examined the piece of wood stuck in one of the living room walls, with supposedly ‘ketchup’ dried on the edges. She had nagged at her son for the past half an hour, throwing many questions at him about the wood. He had said he didn’t do it, but she hardly believed him after the strange behavior he’d been since nearly one year ago. The boy was now 13, and she’d suspected it to stop.
“Gohan, just please tell me the truth. I don’t want to be yelling all night and neither do you. Just tell me, did you do this to the wall?”
A long silence erupted before Gohan had attempted to say anything, but instead of speaking, he turned around and walked up the stairs and to his room, shutting the door quietly behind.
“Gohan!” ChiChi groaned and fell back onto the couch, her palm on her forehead and her other arm limply hanging off the side. She’d given up on the boy, and decided they needed a break- a long break.
66666666666666666666666666666
The bright neon numbers on the clock showed 11:46, one minute after his original ‘bed time’, but that bed time was back a few years ago, when he was a little boy with non-stop work to do. Homework mostly, but since he wasn’t accepted into the public school he was chosen to go to, his mother had tried home schooling him for countless days, but hadn’t succeeded. Of course he loved to learn new things when he was a little boy, but it had become a struggle for he could not concentrate anymore.
He stared out of the window which was covered in condensed fog from the rain that had fallen previously that evening, not blinking at all. He had on the dark purple gi which he wore at the Cell Games, but he hadn’t kept it on all of the days afterwards from it. It was torn up still, and dried blood covered a lot of areas but he wanted to treasure the clothing as a memory.
Sighing, Gohan fell onto his bed, going into a deep slumber until the next day woke upon him.
Although it seemed as if he hated ChiChi, he didn’t. There was just something- or rather someone in the deep back of his head, begging to be released, begging to escape the dark depths of the twisted mind, and he couldn’t help but listen to it.
6666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666 66666666666666666
Short, yes but it’s just a little something to let you know how this is gonna be… although this is NOTHING like what will come later ;D Letting you in on some little secrets so I keep your interest, yes this will turn out to be bloody, a possessed Gohan (oh, can you think of something… possessed? All you Majin Vegeta fans, think ;D) and mhmm Vegeta will be in the story later on. This is I’d say an AU? I don’t know, but it’s not following the DBZ story line. Anyways the first chapter will come out in the least a month, psh I know I’ll get to it in 1 week possibly.