Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Bath ❯ What about Paris? ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ

WARNING: There is stuff um that is in here. It's not too gory.

Chi-chi turned her head and pushed it into Goku's shoulder. Bulma could feel the bile rise into her throat as she struggled to keep it down. She let out a deep breath.

The scene in front made her stomach churn. Her only son was sitting in the bathtub with his friend on top of him. Goten had deep wounds beaten into his body. The bleeding had stopped. Goten's eyes were closed. His lips moved slowly, forming inaudible words. Goten had a hand clutching Trunks' arm weakly.

"Trunks don't move, you might hurt him." Bulma pulled her cell-phone from her pocket and dialed 9-1-1. She stepped out of the bathroom. Bulma brought the phone to her ear.

The calm voice of the operator filled the phone. "9-1-1. What is your emergency?"

Bulma swallowed and let out a deep breath, she tried to keep her voice as come as possible. She poured out her words in short choppy sentences. "Goten. He's stabbed. He looks dead!" The panic was evident in her voice.

"Stay calm. What is your address?"

Bulma broke down, crying. "I-I don't know! It's not my house!" Her shaking hand dropped the phone.

"Ma'am? Ma'am?"

Bulma curled down onto the floor. Her body shook with sobs. Through teary eyes she saw two white boots step into her line of sight.

Vegeta stooped down and picked Bulma and the phone up. Bulma grabbed his shirt in tight fists and sobbed into his chest. Vegeta tried not to pull back. He brought the phone to his ear. "Grasslands apartment complex, 50th street, 3rd floor, number 317." He grunted into the phone.

"An ambulance has just been dispatched. Please stay online."

Vegeta brought the phone down, gave it a look of disgust, and snapped it shut. He awkwardly brought his hand up to the side of Bulma's face. Vegeta gently pulled her closer and led her to the couch, where she sat down. Bulma pulled at Vegeta to sit by her as he went to walk away. He sat down and she sobbed into his shoulder. Bulma looked up as she heard the bathroom door open again.

Goku stepped out with his youngest son in his arms. Chi-chi trailed behind him. Trunks followed, still in his sopping wet boxers.

Goku walked to the middle of the living room and laid Goten's limp body on the floor. Bulma grabbed the blanket that was draped over the back of the couch and spread it over Goten. With trembling fingers she tucked it around his body, then went and sat back by Vegeta.

Bulma looked at Chi-chi, who had knelt beside her son. "He's a fighter Chi-chi, he's going to get through this."

Chi-chi opened her mouth to say something, but closed it when Goten started making noises. Goten now had his eyes open, wide, and was trembling violently. Tears crept down Trunks' face when Goten's breathing became fast and ragged.

"I can't breathe." He whispered.

Goku's face hid any emotion. He walked stiffly to the door when the muffled sound of siren's came from outside. He opened it and waited in the hall for the paramedics.

When the paramedics walked in the door they found a scene they had seen many times before. A man with a quiet voice a sullen face showed the two men in. They found the victim lying in the middle of the floor, struggling to breathe. It was a man with wild black hair, spiked to the side, the blanket that was over him hid the horrors they were to sure find underneath. Crisps of dry blood circled his face.

A woman was crying above him. She was crying with loud body shaking sobs. She stared down at the man with wide, scared eyes. By their similarities the paramedics correctly guessed she was his mother.

The man that stood behind her looked lost. Wet purple hair stuck to his forehead above crying eyes. The man was standing only in boxers. He had wrapped his arms around his muscular torso; he was gripping his sides tightly, judging by the whiteness of his finger joints.

The couch that sat opposite of the black-haired, crying woman, held another man and another woman. The woman was sobbing into the man's shoulder.

The paramedics trotted in, their faces masks of nothing. They brought in a stretcher and laid it beside Goten, readying him to be transferred to it.

As the paramedics did their work, four policemen came in. One walked over and pulled Trunks to the side. He began to ask him questions. Another walked to around the apartment; he seemed to be looking for something.

The paramedics switched Goten from the floor to the stretcher and started to lift him.

Chi-chi saw them move her son and started screaming, she tried to keep the paramedics from taking away her son.

"No!" she screamed, trying to pull Goten to her chest. "Don't take him!"

The other two police officers came forward and tried to restrain her.

"Ma'am!" Said the one that held her left arm sharply. "They're taking him to the hospital!"

Chi-chi slowly stopped struggling; unsuccessfully jerking her arms every couple of moments.

The paramedics made their way to the door. One motioned to Goku. "Would you like to accompany him to the hospital, sir?"

Goku looked at his wife, the police officers still held her. She looked back at him.

"Goku . . ." She said softly. "Go, please, take care of him."

Goku looked back at the man in navy blue. "Yes." He said in a tight voice.

***

Goku stood outside of the emergency operating room window watching as many doctors worked to keep Goten alive.

"Goku!"

Goku turned around to see his wife running to him. Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks trailed behind her.

Chi-chi stopped at Goku's side and gripped his hand. The other's stopped behind them. They all watched for a moment. Goten was lying on an operating table. They could see blood everywhere. Then Goku broke the silence.

"What happened Trunks?" Goku's voice was weak. When he turned around Trunks heart would have broken when he looked in Goku's eyes, had his heart not already been hanging together by a thread. Much like Goten's life. .

"I walked in the apartment this morning when I got no answer from knocking." Trunks swollowed, trying to encourage himself to continue. "And there was a trail of blood, I followed it, found him. The water he was in was freezing so I drained it, poured warm water on him and called Mom." Trunks' body heaved with sobs.

Goku nodded, turned and watched as a doctor stepped away from the table Goten was on. She walked towards the door, opened it and stepped out.

The doctor was a young, tired-looking woman, she wore doctor's scrubs and her face and hair was covered. She walked over to Goku.

"Hello Mr. Son, Mrs. Son. My name is Dr. Melina. Perhaps you would like to sit down?"

Chi-chi shook her head.

Dr. Melina continued. "Well we have managed to stabalize your son but he is going to need surgery. I'm aware of how he was found." She glanced at Trunks "Mr. Briefs told the police who in turn told me. It appears that since he was put in the ice it caused his body to go in hibernation and the bleeding was slowed. The knife did break in him; the piece is still there. You have a decision; we can leave it there or take it out. If we leave it in if irritated it may cause more bleeding, he'll most likely live but will live a challenging life. If we take it out it might kill him. It's a risk either way."

"Take it out. We need to at least try and keep his life normal." Said Goku.

Dr. Melina nodded and left the Son's and the Briefs' for the operating room. She emerged later, rolling Goten down the hall with several other doctors, to a private operating room.

Chi-chi walked towards a payphone to call Gohan, the others went to sit down. They sat down and got comfortable.

Chi-chi nodded into the phone although Gohan could not see her. "Yes Gohan. I'll see you at 10:00." Chi-chi hung up the phone and walked back to her husband.

Goku sat with his wild black hair in disarray, staring at his hands. Chi-chi went and sat on his left. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder.

On Goku's right sat Vegeta. Bulma had lain along the seats, her feet up, and had her head in Vegeta's lap. She appeared to be sleeping. Vegeta had a look on his face that screamed he did not want to be there. But out of respect for his rival he sat silently, absentmindedly running his fingers through Bulma's hair.

Trunks sat at Bulma's feet. He had changed back into the clothes he was wearing before. He had gained a light brown leather jacket that he left open.

Chi-chi looked at her watch. It read 9:37. Twenty-three minutes until her first born showed up. She curled up into a ball and stared straight ahead.

When it got closer to 10:00 Chi-chi felt a light tap on her shoulder. She opened her eyes to find the worried face of her eldest son looking at her.

Gohan was wearing grey pants and a long over coat. A ten-year Pan hung onto his hand. Behind him stood his wife, Videl, with Bra.

"Mom? What's going on?" He said in a quiet voice trying, not to wake the others who had fallen asleep. Gohan looked around, seeking an answer.

Videl sat down beside Chi-chi and Gohan pulled a chair in front of his mother and sat. Pan and Bra went and sat beside Trunks.

"Oh, Gohan." Chi-chi paused and grabbed Gohan's hand, holding it in her own. "Trunks went to Goten's apartment this morning. He found him, in the bath tub." Chi-chi stopped and bit her lip. "Someone had stabbed him, tried to kill him, Gohan. They put him in ice water and left him for dead." Chi-chi brought her hand up to her face and wiped away a tear. "My little baby boy . . ." She whispered.

Gohan looked disbelievingly at her. "That can't be true. Goten couldn't be injured by a simple knife wound." Gohan sounded unsure.

Chi-chi's voice cracked with sobs. "They got him while he was sleeping, Gohan. That son of a bitch did it to him in the middle of the fucking night!" Fresh tears poured down Chi-chi's face.

"Who?" Gohan pushed her.

Chi-chi looked sideways at Trunks. He was sleeping. Gohan and Videl leaned in closer to hear Chi-chi's whisper.

"The police think it may have been Trunks. We found Trunks with Goten after all." Chi-chi stopped to make sure no one heard her accuse Trunks. "But I don't know. Trunks is too upset, to real, to have done it."

Gohan nodded.

"What about Paris?" Asked Videl.

"What about her?"

"Well don't you think she would know something about this? Where is she? Did Goten say she was leaving town or anything?"