Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ If I never see tommorow ❯ Alone ( Chapter 1 )

Title; If I never see tomorrow...(don't you dare say it...I know, I never said I was the best with titles.)

Rating; C (Might change. I'd rather be on the safe side for now you can never tell with this twisted head of mine. Even I can't tell what I will come up with next. Oh yeah, used a bit more explanatives than usual…sorry.)

Song by; 'That's the way it is'; Celine dion

Disclaimer; Usual blah-di-blah, I don't own the characters but I wrote this story! Ha! I can own something eh?

Summary; If you really want one…I'm not giving one hah! You'll just have to read it (evil laugh).

Chapter one

Diary entry; The second raid on the planet earth was successful and more slaves have been brought. I really wanted to go this time. I'd been training really hard only to be rejected and sent back to this menial task of keeping watch of the palace. The weak species must be good for something or they wouldn't keep getting more. The incessant crying that inevitably fills the air is beginning to get on my nerves though. At first they don't really notice how pointless it is to resist but soon they understand and get used to the fact. That seems to be the pattern. Anger, denial, tears and then finally resignation. With the exception of one. Unruly short Blonde hair, blue eyes and a slight frame, not at all muscular, it obvious that he is still a youth he probably won't ever outgrow his gangly frame and his name no one seems to know. Never speaks to anyone. He just slinks around silently, no enemies everyone seems to leave him alone. He carries quite a dignified air of mystery round with him though; he has to be the strangest specimen of human I have seen. He seems like the only one who refuses to get used to the situation he has found himself in. There isn't the usual sign of capitulation. Strangely he looks more feminine than any male species should be allowed to look. The females seem to like this kind of handsome quality. I made the mistake of thinking him weak the defective of the male species, those who were more trouble than they were worth, having been pampered beyond what was healthy. If he'd been born a Sayian he would have no doubt been killed and put out of his misery. I was so sure he wouldn't last when they relocated him to the working on the new buildings the fact that he was still alive meant he had been able to hold his own. His twin had looked more able to look after himself, nearly beat up the guards the day they were dragged here and would've won too if the rumors where anything to go by. He had been extremely possessive and protective of the blonde haired twin and never let anyone near him. It was inevitable he got sold off first, all troublemakers did.

I can read your mind
And I know your story…

Juuhachi wasn't really concentrating on what she was doing. It was the monotony of the work that made her mind wander ceaselessly. She suspected she wasn't the only one bored out of her skull. It was the same thing day in day out. The fact that she wasn't content and growing restless didn't help matters. She worked for no one but even she knew she hadn't a chance of getting out of here alone. There were too many guards and outside of that she would have the model citizens of Planet Vegeta to deal with too. She was good but she knew her limits. She would have blasted the damn place to pieces by now but this wasn't earth. It would be easier there this planet seemed to be more versatile and it's people stronger than those of earth that barely registered any power levels whatsoever. Her actions became almost mechanical as she worked not really taking in anything she was doing. She could practically do this in her sleep for all the sleep she managed to get. The food was goddamn awful too. She ate sparsely she knew that but when she did eat she would prefer it not to taste like something designed to kill. But apart from all that it wasn't what her mind was wondering off to. Her mind was something else at the moment.

Juunana.

She missed him…a lot. He'd been taken from her a month after they were brought to this godforsaken planet. Without him she felt more lost than she ever had before. She'd only got into this situation because of him. They hadn't been apart since they'd been activated and they weren't supposed to be. That had been the whole point. Stick together no matter what. She'd had to keep reminding him numerous times to keep his temper in check but being patient wasn't one of his strong points especially in such a degrading environment. She had barely got used to the fact that she was here when he was with her. Now he wasn't she felt like she was in a nightmare that was never going to end. She somehow couldn't come to believe this had happened. She still hoped that one day she would wake up and laugh at all this glad she was out of it. Just because it didn't seem to be happening didn't mean she didn't still hope. The one thing that would make this nightmare a bit more bearable was if she could find her brother again. Then she wouldn't feel so painfully alone.

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She straightened up as she heard the not so subtle change in her environment. Someone was calling her. Not so much by name as by the rank she'd unwittingly acquired along with everyone else brought to this planet against their will. She took an almost sadistic delight in mentally shoving that word 'slave' back down his throat along with a whole lot more. She looked up to see the guard on duty glaring at her. She glared back unfazed under the look that would have sent a normal person scurrying for cover.

She wasn't a normal person.

He said nothing but she could see he wasn't pleased at the unwavering disdainful gaze she gave him. He was no doubt more used to seeing fear and submission. He simply looked her over obviously taking in her frame and mentally calculating. She could see it in the glint of his eyes. Instead of the first set of orders he'd changed his mind and gave another. "Take those sacks over to the store house." She looked over at the huge pile sacks she was meant to carry. "By yourself." He added enjoying the look of incredulity cross her face. She simply glared at him silently as she walked over to the sacks, it would take more than one person to finish in a reasonable time period. She was so peeved she didn't see the foot the guard put in her way and she tripped falling flat on her face. The guard started laughing loudly. The laugh wasn't one that suggested satisfaction so much as the desire to humiliate, to her ears it sounded hallow and fake, even forced yet some of the other men laughed too. No doubt seeking to remain in his favour and fearing that to not laugh would alienate them from the source of power that the guards served to be in this particular place. However someone stepped forward in an attempt to help her up, she didn't see who it was because he was pushed back almost savagely.

"Leave him…unless you wish to visit the stockades." The guard said simply.

That threat was daunting in itself and no one would be willing to risk doing anything that would get them sent there. They weren't stupid. Hardly anyone returned from there and those that did never did seem the same. She'd seen enough of them. Juuhachi rose without even so much as looking back and picked up the first sack, beginning a job that though she didn't know it yet would take her nearly the whole of the rest of the day to finish, and threw it over her shoulder with less effort than it would take to lift a bucket of water. The guard looked surprised. He'd expected the boy to break under that weight. He'd only given that task to him because he had thought he wouldn't be able to do it, crumble under the weight even and provide him another chance for a good laugh. She didn't even bother to turn and savor the look on the guard's face. She had had more than enough of him anyways. To hell with the keeping of a low profile if he pushed her too far she was going to have it out with him right here and now. How disguising herself as a guy was such a good idea she couldn't remember but it had made sense in the beginning. It still was in a way. Where it had only been a means to get to her twin, it had now come to serve a purpose beyond that. It had certainly kept her far away from the threat of the harem. That was a good thing.

For them…and for her. She was no ones toy.

She knew for a fact if she'd come here as she was she would have inevitably found herself right there with half the other number of women that had been brought the same time she had. It also served the purpose of keeping her and her brother together only that hadn't lasted very long. What hurt most was that she hadn't even known when he'd been taken away. She'd just returned to find him gone and herself so very alone. This charade was no longer fun when he wasn't there to constantly tease her and ridicule the glasses she'd taken to wearing or even the hair that now just brushed the middle of her ears where it had before grazed her shoulders. The last thing she was blind to was his faults, he was a conceited, aggravating, self-assured pain-in-the-rear but she would still give anything to be wherever he was right now. At certain times she'd taken to wondering if he was dead. Which was an idea so incredulous she had to laugh and wonder how she could have thought of something so farfetched. Maybe he'd taken to keeping a low profile. She muttered an explanative beneath her breath. Lousy timing Juunanagou. At least if he was being his destructive self she would know he was somewhere at least from the rumors that would be flying around and her being able to sense him. Right now she could feel a great big nothing.

So far she'd just barely succeeded in keeping to the shadows, no one noticed her and that was how she wanted it but you can't have everything and so she wasn't able to avoid everyone entirely as the scene with the guard proved and every time she did draw attention trouble came along with it like the ever faithful dog it was. Sometimes she was so sure she would be found out. That bothered her a lot. It wasn't like she could just decide to drop the pretence suddenly and it wouldn't be any better if she was found out either. Especially when she was all by herself. There were too many to deal with. A whole planet full of enemies but she wouldn't have made any other decision than to go after him when he'd been caught. Sometimes it felt great though, the only woman pretending to be a man in the presence of a great group of them without anyone suspecting a thing. Some of the stupid fools fancied themselves a gift to womanhood yet they wouldn't know a woman if it came and slapped them in the face. Heck, there was one sitting right under their noses and they didn't know but not all of them were stupid, she wasn't fool enough to believe otherwise, and another reason why she kept a low profile. At least when Juunana was with her he kept unwanted attention away from her, now she owed her continued success at this farce to the fact that no one really knew her, she had no friends so the charade was easy to keep up, there was no one to ask any questions and no need to watch everything she did with hawk like vigilance.

She wasn't really concentrating on where she was going so when she ended up ramming into someone it set her totally off balance by it's unexpectedness that she had no chance of regaining her footing and the weight of the sack didn't help matters. She fell backwards the sack coming into some use as it just about prevented her from hitting her head on the unforgivably hard ground. She was so blindingly angry at having fallen twice in the same day that she practically growled at the as yet unseen culprit. "Don't you look where you are going!" she snapped as a whole load of melon like fruit rolled round the floor. It still didn't cease to amaze her that anything could grow on this blighted planet. She heard the apology as she rose refusing the hand offered her. She would have probably just pulled the person down on her and that would be no help at all. When she finally saw the offender her gaze registered slight surprise at his height. He had managed to throw her off balance? "I really am sorry." She heard him say as he retracted his rejected hand to brush back a few strands of raven black hair plastered against his lightly perspiring brow. He gave a brief laugh, one of coupled mirth and sheepishness. "I should have been looking where I was going."

She shook her head suddenly. How he could laugh was surprising. Not so much at the situation they presently found themselves when she was ready to thump him but in general, to have the ability to laugh when he was stuck here, probably torn away from family and friends, on a planet he had no foreseeable chance of leaving. She hadn't come across someone who could laugh in this place, a true laugh, one so real it would bring with it a thousand memories in tow bestowing a bittersweet kind of gift. She couldn't remember the last time she had laughed least of all taken any kind of pleasure in anything. Her 'happy thoughts' consisted of waking up from this nightmare any time soon now. She was still waiting too. She sighed. She hadn't really been looking where she'd been going herself, if she had she would have seen him in time to avoid a collision. "I wasn't looking where I was going." She said helping him put the fruit back into the box he'd been carrying. "I'm Krillin." He offered. "Who are you?" She simply looked at him blankly. He looked sheepish again. He took her silence to mean she didn't wish to introduce herself but it wasn't that. It was surprise. Surprise at the fact that he was introducing himself, the fact that he was speaking to her. No one spoke to her. Yet here was someone offering some form of beginning friendship. She came to the conclusion that he must be one of two; mad or new and she was willing to bet it was the latter. Yet somehow she found she wanted to accept what he was offering. It had been so long since she had really had anyone to speak to.

"Juuhachigou." She answered. He looked puzzled. "Is that a nickname?" he asked. She wasn't about to discuss the intricate details of how she'd come by her name and simply nodded instead. He smiled. "See you later yeah?" he said simply as he picked up the box again and left. It occurred to her that she liked his smile. She picked up the sack quickly and hurried off realizing that if she didn't get the sacks shifted by then she won't get any lunch. She wasn't hungry, quite the contrary she just knew that he would inevitably be there along with everyone else. She had no plan to talk to him or draw his attention but rather to study the strange man from a distance and try to figure out if she could, exactly what he was about.

She needn't have bothered as she didn't get to have lunch. The guard had deliberately added more sacks for her to carry knowing full well that it would take her all lunch time and more to finish carrying all the sacks. He'd finally got some satisfaction after being thwarted earlier.

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Krillin looked round again trying to spot the blonde haired youth. He couldn't find him at all. He'd kind of been hoping to meet up with him again. There was a lot about him that seemed strange, he couldn't sense anything from him, no ki whatsoever either the boy was damn good at being able to hide his ki, which would mean there was more to him than met the eye or he didn't have one and he had a whole lot of questions he would need to answer. He turned to the slightly tubby guy on his right. "Hey do you know if Juuhachi is round here?" The guy looked confused "Juuhachi? Who's that?"

"Blonde hair, blue eyed boy, doesn't say much." Krillin explained. Recognition suddenly dawned on the man's face "That's what he is called then." He said. "Saw him earlier. He's still working…apparently got on the wrong side of one of the guards. He must have. He's a strange one." he said. The guy's friend nodded. He reminded Krillin of a human version of a rat and not someone he would trust his wallet with dark alley or no. Not with those impossibly long and skeletal like fingers. His nails looked like claws in their length. How long had he been here he began to wonder. "Stuck up brat thinks he is too good." He muttered almost bitterly speaking for the first time since they'd sat at the table. "Doesn't talk to anyone at all. Just sits over there all alone like." He said pointing to a dark corner of the hall. Krillin followed the direction he pointed in but Juuhachi wasn't there. "All quiet and brooding." He continued, "No one knows much about him…no one cares. Remember his twin I do. Black haired bastard was even worse." He chuckled strangely as he peered at Krillin "No one messed with him oh no, the devil incarnate was he, no one dared put a foot wrong with him or they wouldn't walk the next day."

Tubby shrugged nonchalantly suddenly deeming it fit to talk as he ate, time wasn't something they could play around with; when lunch was over it was over the fact that you hadn't finished was irrelevant. "Built a reputation for himself round here." He said above the food he continued to shovel into his mouth. "He was the kind people called the 'pretty boy' type, I can see where the blonde one gets it, must be inherited or something cause they were identical peas in a pod. Only difference was hair and personality. The blonde haired one never said a thing, never did a thing. The dark haired one on the other hand would leave you alone if you left him alone but sometimes he would start trouble for the fun of it. Pretty popular with the ladies and he knew it the jumped-up bastard."

This was news to Krillin even as he had to avoid being splattered without making it too obvious as to appear rude. Under normal circumstances he would have politely asked him to wait till he'd finished what he was eating before attempting to talk but this was hardly normal circumstances so he sat there trying not to move too much and yet stay splatter free. Juuhachi had a twin? "Where is he then?" He asked.

"Got sold off didn't he…too much of a handful I reckon. Me and Oswald saw the whole thing." rat-guy said with a smile that was a kind of cross between a weird grin and a sneer as he gestured to the man at his side. Oswald nodded barely breaking the continuous flow of food from plate to mouth to stomach. Krillin wondered if eating as fast as that was a result of living here or whether he'd always eaten like that. He felt it was safe to assume he'd had a bit more body to him before he came. It was merely a feeling but he felt more than anything the weight had only started dropping off Oswald when he'd got here.

"Oh." He said briefly as rat-guy took him in slowly. "You're asking an awful lot of questions for someone new. You're a spy…you're one of them aliens? Blondie got himself in some sort of trouble? If he's in trouble be sure to let him know I shopped him in." he said. Krillin looked surprised, he's not in trouble, he almost said but instead asked, "Why do you hate him so much?" The man's expression seemed to change into an expression that bordered on obsessive hatred and mental deterioration and he indicated for Krillin to lean in closer. "I told him they'd always been watching us, they where there while we slept, evil beings watching and waiting, I told everyone I said they were there but no one believed me. 'Crazy fool' they called me, wanted to send me to the mad house." His sharp and sudden almost maniacal laughter made Krillin jump back startled his gaze widening in reflex. "Stupid fools the lot of them, I told him, I did, I said I always knew but no one believed me and then Bisman asks him for a measly morsel to eat and he says 'you're a crazy fool, get off me' all posh and up nosed." Krillin couldn't help but be amazed at his near perfect mimicry of Juuhachi "I hate him, think he was better than me he did. I'll show him. Nothing better than the rest of us is he, I say he deserves every thing he gets along with all the others who said Bisman was crazy. They'll see then that I wasn't crazy. When they come for them, evil in the night, they'll know then." He suddenly began nursing the slop in front of him relishing it's warmth as his voice dropped into a soft whine almost like he was on the verge of tears "Bisman's been here too long…going mad, the things he's has seen…"

Krillin looked uneasy at the sudden angle the conversation had taken and glanced at the tubby guy suddenly very uncomfortable. Oswald caught Krillin's uneasy gaze and shook his head with a rueful smile. "Like he said he's been here too long. He was amongst the first." He said simply by way of explanation. "Thinks everyone's got it in for him." His finger tapped against his temple "He's not all there anymore sometimes it more obvious than usual." Krillin nodded his unease not abating in the slightest. This was what being on this planet for too long did to people. He swallowed nervously. Bisman suddenly looked up his gaze sharp and cunning and for a moment he didn't look the slightest bit mad anymore. He looked like a very normally functioning human being again only Krillin now knew different. "Are you going to eat that?" he questioned pointing a skeletal finger at Krillin's dinner. He wasn't going to risk saying no and besides he'd suddenly lost all interest in his food. "No, be my guest." He said pushing the bowl of soup, what kind he daren't ask it was enough it looked like puke, and bread towards Bisman. He smiled brightly "Bisman likes you. You don't think Bisman is crazy." Krillin had to agree there. He had a whole lot more issues than just 'crazy'. But then that was hardly his own fault. Knowing everything was wrong and not having anyone believe you because you had no tangible proof was probably the worst nightmare imaginable. He'd felt something was wrong as well only he hadn't told anyone. He'd hadn't any evidence and he doubted highly that anyone would believed him if he'd said anything anyway. 'Oh I think people are disappearing and I can feel a strange ki I've never felt before' would have been a great line to get himself bundled up in a straight jacket and 'I was almost captured by an alien race but managed to get away for now' would have clinched the deal throwing in the extra packages of a nice padded white room and a daily dose of injections and pills for good measure.

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Juuhachigou was officially tired by the time she had finished and silently cursed the guard that had picked this day to apply his personal punishment on her. She ran a hand through her hair. She wasn't off the hook though, not by a long shot. It was the same guard that had the same duty tomorrow and if he was as predictable as she suspected he would probably find some other way of degrading her anew the next day. She took off her glasses and stuck them in her shirt pocket. It was amazing that they hadn't taken them away from her yet. Half the time she pretended to be largely dependant on them though the real reason she wore them was to hopefully take the attention off the feminine curves of her face. Yes, they were terrible enough to do that. Okay, maybe that was a slight exaggeration but she'd actually stolen it anyway. She hadn't had the time to really care how fashionable they were, all she was very sure of was under any other circumstances she wouldn't have picked them neither have been caught dead with them. However at the end of the day they served a purpose, she couldn't complain much. She moved uncomfortably, sighing as she closed her eyes trying to get some sleep in a bed that was harder and more uncomfortable than the ground itself and the snoring of the other two occupants of the tiny room was not helping matters. Privacy was such a sacred thing here and something she would give almost anything to have enough of.

They weren't the worst of people to be cooped up with apart from the one-in-a-million chance that they both snored like wild boars, they stayed away from her. They weren't exactly unfriendly but they were wise enough to let her be. She pulled the blanket up round her. Hopes of it keeping anyone or anything warm had long since died as the hopes of the many people who'd used it before her. As if to add proof to this her foot pocked through one of the numerous holes emergent in the threadbare blanket. She didn't really need it, it wasn't a cold night besides, it was just that for some reason she felt it some sort of comfort which was something she oddly felt she needed right now. When had she come to need that? It hadn't been so prominent before…had it accumulated over time? She hadn't been made to feel much but strangely enough that wasn't how it turned out. The one thing that had come out right though must have been the amount of hate she'd felt for her creator. He'd ruined her life and that of her brother and as far as she was concerned disposing of him had been no skin of her nose even if it had been Juunana who'd done it. She couldn't believe the audacity of the man. He was a mad man…a mad scientist, felt himself god. He'd been one of the top scientists of his time till disaster had struck and he had been sent away from his job in disgrace for unauthorized experiments but no one had truly know the full extent of his depravity. No one had known of his other experiments. The ones he'd kept secret. The ones of which she was just one product, made to have been unquestionably loyal to his every demand. A machine of revenge. Made only to satisfy a twisted desire to make the whole world pay for his humiliation. He hadn't deemed it fit to even give her a name after stealing her first. To him there hadn't been a point she'd been made to serve his purposes as had her brother, a name hadn't been top of his priorities for an 'it' a number would more than suffice. Maybe by giving her a name he could have at least tried to give her back a bit of what he'd taken away, not just be coldly indifferent to what he'd done to her, for taking away the very essence of who she'd been and substituting it for something cold and inhuman. Then, even when they had decided to do what they had been programmed to do, yes, even after they'd killed him and there really was no point, what else did they have to their existence?, they'd found someone was raining on their parade.

They were the ones who should have been holding the world to ransom, destroying things and putting the fear of god into the pathetic humans and they weren't even able to do that. Now she was stuck here with a whole bunch of them. She almost sighed out loud again. No points for guessing who had got them in this mess. Who else would totally disregard her intuition and get into a fight without first assessing his enemy's strength and completely underestimate his enemy in every possible way and feel he was in himself totally invincible as to not need to use his head. She felt she had every right to blame him. She'd told him she'd sensed something. It had been brief and then shielded almost immediately but she'd been sure of one thing, she hadn't liked it. From what she knew there wasn't anyone else stronger than they were made to be. Yet in that moment she'd felt it's strength. Juunana had simply laughed at her pointing out the fact that they were supremely powerful…and that was what had caused his downfall. These people when they had shown themselves turned out to me more powerful than they had suspected but it wasn't so much their strength that had defeated him as their numbers and the fact that in his arrogance he underestimated them. They hadn't seen her though, she'd kept quietly out the way…not her decision funnily enough. Juunana had said she should. Did that mean he hadn't quite been too big-headed to not be on his guard? Or had he done that because it had seemed he was winning…against just one. He had been just that bit more harsh in telling her to stay out of it than he usually would be. When the rest had turned up like some kind of ambush he'd stood no chance and she wasn't stupid enough to make herself known when they had obviously not spotted her. She had to admit to herself that that would be really stupid. Too many of them. But when they'd taken him there was no way she was letting him out of her sights so she'd followed them quietly till she'd seen exactly where they'd been taking him to. She'd been intrigued as to why and where they were taking him and had soon found out from bits of the conversation and much to her annoyance. How dare they. Yet she hadn't been foolish enough to think she could take a shipload of them on. She hadn't been much interested in the humans being towed in. She'd been thinking of how to get in there and get him out mainly. She hadn't really known what to do other than the fact that she was going in there and getting him out…preferably without being seen and if she had to be seen, rather it should be in a way that wouldn't rouse suspicion.

She hadn't been stupid enough to not realize it had been some sort of slave ship. You'd have to be blind and stupid to not realize that. Okay so maybe the idea of dressing up as a guy and deliberately letting herself get caught even though she struggled a little so as not to make it too easy was a bit more than stupid…foolhardy even but how else was she to get on the ship with the chance of being put where ever her brother had. Funnily enough it had worked, partly anyway. She'd got placed in the same containment unit as him and lucky enough they were the only two in there at that time. Unfortunately he'd been unconscious. Which was something hard to believe but there he was alright and no matter how hard she tried she hadn't been able to rouse him. She later found out why. She'd easily broken free, obviously since it had only been made strong enough to keep in humans. She'd almost got him out of there even if it had been in the undignified position of having him slung across her shoulder. It hadn't exactly fun for her, his head had kept bumping against her backside as she'd moved and he hadn't exactly been light either. She supposed the appearance of the guards suddenly round the very corner she'd been going round was a fluke. Some kind of sick card fate had dealt out of everything else it could have done in that moment but she had been more than ready to blast her way out since she'd been so close to the exit. What she hadn't bargained for was the funny shaped weapon they'd pointed at her.

She was to come to realize later on that it was something they used quite often not out of their real need to use it but more for the benefit of those being caught making the job a whole lot easier instead of blowing the humans to bits like they would no doubt end up doing either out of anger and frustration or by plain accident. Before she'd been able to plan her attack she'd been blinded by some kind of light and a painfully large and particularly nasty jolt of electricity had run right through her. She'd blacked out before she could even think about how much she hated electricity and curse them for it. When she had woken up she'd found herself lying next to her twin. He'd been sitting in the corner glaring at something on the other side. She had then found that the huge space round her wasn't because they were still the only ones in the room but rather because all the other occupants had moved to the opposite side of the room all of them squeezing back into that one small space obviously trying to put as much distance between themselves and the raven haired boy. She noticed the blacked part of the wall above their heads and she didn't need to be told what Juunana had done to set them all on edge. She'd risen hand on her head. I get headaches? She had wondered in surprise at the pounding in her head. Then she had remembered "We have to get out of this place." She said willing to try all over again and for as many times as it took. He'd smiled a small smile "too late for that, we're already in space."

"So? We could still break out of this bloody place and turn the blasted ship round."

He looked amused at her colorful language. She had a totally 'put out' expression on her face. "Tried that all ready. Seems this unit was designed with us in mind." He said sarcastically as he gestured to the door. It absorbs everything I hit it with and the walls aren't any better. See that blackened space above their heads? It should be a huge gaping hole not a blacked smear. How insulted do you think I felt?"

"Probably like I'm feeling right now." She bit out under her breath planning all kinds of wrath for her captors when she got her hands on one of them. At this moment she didn't really care about their numbers. She was that angry. He was silent a moment watching the different emotions chase each other across her face before saying "what did you do to yourself?"

"What I could to save your ungrateful hide." She said running her fingers through her hair.

"I like it." He'd said taking in her now much shortened hair.

She'd given a 'humph' when she saw what he was looking at. "Never did like what Gero did to it anyway, I won't be fashioned after his idea of the perfect hairstyle, besides that not the only thing I did." She'd said referring to the way she was still dressed.

He'd looked surprised "What? You mean you're not my brother?" She'd felt she would laugh but she'd clocked him over the head instead "Oh shut up!" she'd said thinking then that maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, they were together. All they had to do was get a ship back home. She'd found that was easier said than done. And to mess matters up even more, he'd been taken to only god knew where. Leaving this planet was not something she was going to do alone. Though the possibility of leaving seemed more remote by the day. They never seemed to let their guard down but she hadn't given up hoping yet. One day they would have to slip up...surely they weren't unable to make mistakes.

Sleep finally came as did a smile.

Soon...

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End of Chapter, okay, that's it...tell me if I should continue or not...oh dear I really should keep my fire extinguisher handy...I feel I know you're going to absolutely kill me for this piece of nonsense...I mean what was I thinking...