Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Good yet foolish intensions ( Chapter 24 )

Instruments in Tune

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Chapter 25: Good yet foolish intention.

The wind grew steadily colder in the coming days the winter months had begun snow had not yet appeared but it rained frequently sometimes drowning Poetries flowers to their demise.

Poetry had insisted that none say out during the night it was just too risky with the blizzards that were usual around this time of year.

Bongo agreed urging that Goku convince his fellow fighters to stay indoors at night, but it would take more than asking to persuade Piccolo to stay inside a house, he refused opting for the nearby mountains.

Training had slowed down considerably leaving the fighters only 9 and a half months to prepare which seemed useless to them it just was not enough with the great force coming.

Isabelle was conversing with Gohan on the rug in the living room about their past battles he mentioned Piccolo profusely as being very brave risking his life for Gohan on many occasions even sacrificing it on one such occasion

Isabelle was intrigued by the young boys words, the cruel spirit Bongo had always warned her about in Piccolo seemed to evaporate into nothingness.

Their attentions turned to the T.V being switched on Isabelle saw nothing of interest leaving toward the backdoor Gohan watched her leave then turned back to the T.V.

"This is awful and right at the begging of the season"

All eyes turned to Poetry as she stared at the T.V screen holder Cyndel in her arms.

"What is it?"

Bongo saw the concern on his wife's face he knew for her to become so anxious meant it was serious.

"The news said there will be a blizzard, the worst in 15 years our worst was 2 years ago and that lasted almost 4 days how bad could this one possible be?"

All looked at each other their first concern was their training if it was as bad as Poetry had said then their progress would be slowed down even more.

"Well there goes training for the next week or two"

Krillin slumped back into the armchair no one agreed out load but inside they were.

"I insist that all of you not leave the house until it is over however long it will take?"

The seriousness in Poetries voice caught everyone's attention they all turned their attention to her agreeing all except Vegeta.

"I am not about to waist my time sitting here instead of training"

Vegeta stood up eyeing all in the room Goku stood up to confront the Saijin prince.

"This is no time to think about that Vegeta how do you expect to survive in that"

Goku finger pointed out past Vegeta to the window, Vegeta's eyes averted in the same direction a snort gasp escaped his lips at the sight.

Rushing winds and a thick white cloud of snow blinded like a thick fog all view from the window, the blizzard had arrived and was waiting for no one.

Without a word Vegeta walked to the darker shadows in the living room leaning up against the wall his head down in defeat.

"I will make sure we all stay inside, we would not want to worry you any further Mam'"

Goku made his promise clear to the concerned wife of Bongo she in turn was gratefully relieved.

"Thank you Goku it takes a great weight off my heart to know everyone is safe inside away from that killer blizzard"

Smiling Poetry excused herself from the room to put Cyndel to bed, the room fell sigh lent all wondering how they would pass the time being locked up inside a house for perhaps more than a week.

"Your wife is a very nice lady Bongo sir"

Bongos head turned to Gohan the compliment was to him as much as his wife, he smiled at the kind words of the boy.

"Thank you young Gohan, she certainly is and I am sure she is grateful for your words" turns to Goku " Your son has a good heart Goku, you must be very proud "

Goku placed his hand on Gohan's shoulder feeling proud at the flattering remark his son made.

"I certainly am"

"BONGO she is gone"

A piercing scream filled the upstairs room, all leapt to their feet fearing the worst, which was then justified.

Poetry came running down the stairs tears threatening her eyes she ran into her husband's arms.

"What the matter, what has happened?"

Poetry held back the tears in her eyes to answer her anxious mate.

"Isabelle she is gone"

Without a work Bongo almost ran through the door only to be held back by Goku.

"You can not go out there you would never survive we will go when the blizzard dies down"

Bongo struggled against Goku's grasp.

"She can not survive out there it will be to late by then"

Gohan then realized where she had left his side after their conversation had ended she went outside.

"I saw her leave dad it was just before Poetry told us about the weather report"

Gohan's head dropped

"I'm sorry I should had tried to stop her now it's my fault Isabelle might die out there"

Goku's eyes averted to his sons.

"No son its not, you could not have predicted this to happened"

Goku grasped Gohan gently by the shoulders reassuring him, to his surprise Bongo also knelt down to Gohan's eye level.

Gohan feared the namek would odium him for letting his sister go out into such weather alone.

"Your father is right young one, do not worry I am sure she will be fine, Isabelle is a smart girl she will find shelter"

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*I am such an idiot, but I have to find him before it gets any worse*

Isabelle clutched her wool-lined coat to her neck as the cold wet snow plummeted against her body she was to far to turn back now.

Isabelle was hardly able to keep her eyes open the cold wind stinging her eyelids like hot needles threatening to blind her, breathing was not unbearable the cold icy breath hit her chest like a cold ki blast.

"Ohh my god I can hardly breath I must find shelter"

She searched on all hope in finding the warrior and shelter but the cold wind current was increasing and it was near invisibility now her long black eyelashes had icicles forming on them, her hair still in its long tapering plat also had long icicles forming along it.

"PICCOLO?"

With her last final breath of strength Isabelle called out into the blizzard only to be hit by another whip of snow filled wind knocking her to the ground, the hard snow felt like it had shattered all her insides pain swept through her body.

Isabelle managed to raise to her feet from the sheer unwavering goal a few steps on her feet suddenly felt even colder and she heard a faint snapping she looked down through her frozen eyelashes.

"Ohh noooo"

To her horror beneath her feet was a frozen lake the ice cracking with speed from her weight before the chance to move her half frozen muscles came the ice broke pulling Isabelle beneath the freezing water.

Isabelle struggled her skin burning from the intense unbearable cold; her strength was almost completely gone as she managed to break through the surface that was readily re-freezing over.

"HELP"

She knew no one would hear her the ice was eating away at her she managed to cling to the close icy bank at the surface, strength finally left her lips were now blue she was numb torso down she was now loosing focus finally the last sight was her eyelashes icing together…

Then nothing but darkness…

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