Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inadequate ❯ Chapter Sixteen: ( Chapter 16 )

Spyre's ears twitched as he heard two pairs of feet stepping up to his temple. He let go of one of his more major wounds he had been cupping and drew his sword. The blood ran down from his exposed room and dripped in small drops on the floor. Goten slowly opened the door and stood in shock. Taacho glanced at both of them, but remained still and silent. Spyre raised his sword.

"What are-?" gotten was cut off when Spyre leap at him. Goten quickly drew his sword and blocked the blow. It was, however, very close because the sword was only just stopped by his hilt.

"What are you doing!" Goten shouted as he stepped away from another swinging blow.

"You beast you dare to ask me a question!" Spyre swung at him again and left a small rip in his shirt. Taacho stepped by a wall in surprise.

"You…killer!" Spyre's voice seemed to be getting weaker. He grunted, as his sword swings got lazier.

"What wrong with you!" It was at that moment Goten realized that he was still in his Super Saiyan form. Spyre must have thought that he was a mass murder.

"Spyre you have the wrong-!" Spyre fell to his knees. Goten could see Taacho behind him with his fingers out straight in front of him.

"I am sorry, he is wounded and rest." After Taacho had explained his actions he picked up Spyre and carried him inside. It was now that Goten had finally noticed the small splatters of blood on the ground. Goten grunted suddenly without warning and his body reverted back. He carefully stepped inside and saw Taacho wrapping a strip of torn pillowcase around one of Spyre's wounds.

"Hello Super Saiyan." Taacho said suddenly as Goten tried to not draw attention to himself.

"Hey, how did you know that?" Goten yelped, he had never expected someone like him to know that.

"I saw it in the stars. It is written about a group of warriors that save planets. They are lead by Super Saiyans." Taacho said in his low hoarse voice.

"The stars tell you all that?" Goten leaned down by his new friend.

"The stars tell us much. Some one is obviously pleased by your deeds." Goten looked at the floor. He had never done anything great; it had all been his father or brother.

"I must leave soon. I have to travel to the ruins of my village. If I am to save this planet I must hurry. The sun is already starting to hint itself." Taacho rose up while he was wiping his bloody hands. "Stay here, take care of your friend." Taacho went out the door. Goten wanted to go with him and lean, but he knew that someone had to take care of Spyre. Goten heard the familiar cracking sound and saw Taacho bound off into the woods. Goten wondered if he would ever see that man again. Was this planet really in danger? Could that man really save it? Goten had no time to ponder it. Smoke had started to waft into the window making Goten start into a fit of coughs. They must have been burning a lot of bodies to have a stench that strong. Goten sat on a pillow next to Spyre and closed his eyes. Goten searched for his special nirvana in his mind. He found a glimpse of it for a moment. The image suddenly began to flicker. It disappeared and Goten found himself in a destroyed city. The sky was a dark navy blue and flames and smoke liked it. The odd thing was that it was raining and the flames were still burning brightly.

"What the hell!" Goten said in a panic. A figure moved from the shadows in to the lesser-shadowed area. His damp black hair glistened brightly and water droplets dripped off of his leather coat.

"Spyre!" Goten stepped back in surprise as Spyre looked up at him. His eyes glistened silver in the light and made his face look paler than ever.

"I didn't even invite you, and you found me." Spyre said in his low cold voice.

"What, where am I?" Goten said running his had through the nearest flame. He pulled his hand back in shock; the flame had burnt his hand. It actually burnt it; the raindrops were even starting to feel real.

"If you kill enough, and not repent for it. This is where your mind dwells. You will dwell here when you are dead, or unconscious." Spyre stepped forward and plunged his hand into the flame. Goten could see the flesh sizzling and he slapped his masters hand away from the flame. "This is my punishment, and will be yours. You have killed to many and have not saved enough." Goten was in shock. Would this really be where he was destined to go?

"I will take my punishment alone. When I die this will be all I have. Change your punishment to pleasure." Spyre stuck his hand into Goten making him fade away from the world he was in. Goten woke up on the floor breathing roughly. It felt as though he had been dead for a short while. The flesh on his hand was still burned, and so was the flesh on Spyre's hand. Goten felt his chest and felt the hand sized scar that ran across it.

"That was…to real." Goten had began to tremble and laid back on the pillow with his body still quaking from the shock.