Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Instruments in Tune ❯ Strength pulls one through ( Chapter 25 )

Instruments in tune

Author's Note: Things have become very intense did Isabelle survive the ice?

Well to find out you will need to read on.

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Chapter 26: Strength pulls one through

The night was a painful sleepless one for the Z fighters, Bongo and his family the blizzard had not cleared it was all Bongo could do to keep sane from not going out to search for the girl he considered a sister.

"I can not sit here doing nothing, she is out there for all we know dead."

Bongo closed his eye dropping his head handing in remorse at the thought.

He felt a warm hand on his wrist opening his eye Cyndel his little daughter stared up at him with all the innocents a child could poses, Bongo smiled the same face as little Isabelle's that he loved so much.

"Don't worry Cyndel we will find you aunt Isi, I promise"

His hand lying on his daughters soft thick blond hair, she smiled sure of her fathers words ruffling her bangs antenna pocked through above her eyes.

Vegeta, Krillin, Gohan and Goku stood by a window each watching every flake fly past in a hope of the blizzard breaking, in the past couple of months they had grown closer to the family they had joined forces with.

Even Vegeta did not voice his opinion he knew this was not the time or place.

Poetry walked to Goku's side.

"Do you think there is any hope that she made it"?

Poetry was almost at the point of chocking her words, her best friend and the closest thing to a sister's life was in danger.

Goku then had a thought occur, Piccolo he was out there he could have found Isabelle before it was to late meaning there was a chance she survived the blizzard.

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Her skin burnt like it was on fire as she climber out of the freezing water taking a breath through her cobalt colored lips she quivered from the sting in her muscles.

She felt herself slipping almost being pulled back into the icy lake scrambling with her last ounce of strength to prevent the water from consuming her each inch further into the watery grave her body became limp and lifeless.

"NOOOOOOOO"

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Isabelle opened her how defrosted eyelids fear filled tears streaming down her face to the colds stone floor beneath her, beads of sweat forming all around her face her heard sending palpitations through her chest.

Her berthing subsided from erratic to normal as she turned her eyes in all directions, she was alive, the beads on her face reflected a yellow light, able to turn her head that was pounding with pain found herself a few feet from a fire arranged neatly in the middle of the floor.

*I am alive, but how I was sure I died in the water*

Isabelle's head felt like it had been crushed in a vice just breathing made her wince, her body felt different looking down she found herself covered by a familiar looking blanket but catching her attention even more is that was all that was covering her.

*Oh god, where are my clothes? *

Isabelle fearing for whom could be in the cave with her tightened the dark blue blanket against her body. Lifting to a sitting position only caused her to fall back to the ground in pain.

"Oww, my head hurts so much"

Her hands massaging her templates and forehead

"Stop talking and the pain will also stop"

The familiar raspy yet strong voice reached through to Isabelle's ears she managed to turn to look back at the fire her eyes now able to focus spotted her rescuer in the glow behind the flames.

At first Isabelle felt embarrassed for the state in which she was in at present, she looked to the ground her modesty made her blush profusely unable to utter a word.

Piccolo noticed the blush cross the girls face, he huffed closing his eyes and returning to his meditative state.

*He must have found me, but how it was impossible to see in that blizzard? *

Isabelle clutched the blanket tighter to her naked body the cold air from the cave entrance making itself present on her goose bump covered skin.

"You are a foolish girl, what made you come out in these elements"

Isabelle was to cold to even notice the question she had been asked by her namek savior, her body convulsing from the cold and the speed her teeth were chattering was enough to chip them.

Piccolo noticed this with a sigh he rose to his feet walking over to her, she noticed him out of the corner of her eye recoiling instinctively as he reached her.

He ignored her attempts lifting her a few inches above the ground moving her to the very back of the cave close to the fire.

Isabelle stopped recoiling when Piccolo resumed his position close to the fire she now noticed her soaked clothing draped over the cave floor next to her she eyed them.

"If I did not remove those you would have froze to your death."

Without cracking an eyelid he answered the question she was pondering in her mind.

Isabelle nodded in agreement he was right but she was still in a state of shame from the idea of Piccolo stripping off her clothing without her knowledge.

"Thank you…Piccolo for saving… my life"

Isabelle said shyly her long plat draping over the exposed skin of her shoulder; she finally summed the courage to look up at him.

Piccolo snorted a response, hoping those words would be her last for tonight he would have to wait at least until morning to see how possible it was to get her back to the house.

"Piccolo…how did you find me?"

The back of the cave had served in calming Isabelle's shivering, Piccolo did not move but responded in an irritated voice.

"You called my name, I responded to it"

Simple and flat he hoped that would be enough, he opened his eyelid to find a pitiful sight before him.

Isabelle clutched the blanked to her skin sobbing sighlently she was afraid, what would happened everyone would be worried about her, she should not have left.

"Now what?"

Piccolo growled softly to her so not to make her sobs any louder.

"Everyone will be worried about me, you were right I was foolish to come out"

Isabelle's sobs turned to whimpers and gradually tears finally broke through her eyelids, she wiped them gently from her cheeks trying not to sniffle.

Piccolo watched her sob and felt uneasiness in his chest he could not stand to see the beads of tears sliding down her face; the sight filled him with sympathy.

"Dry your tears, you need to be strong now"

Piccolo scolded himself slightly but found it not be so unpleasant to see her look up at him with faith in his words.

Isabelle looked at Piccolo; his words strangely filled her with hope and a slight jovial.

"I will try"

Isabelle whipped the remaining tears laying down to try to gain some sleep her head beating like a drum kit made things more difficult but with a little patience she felt her eyelids close over her pupils seeing nothing but darkness.

Piccolo watched the young woman curl into a fetal position and drift into sleep feeling an atypical sensation in the pit of his stomach.

*What's wrong with me, she is… just a girl a foolish girl"

Piccolo did not remove his eyes for another moment observing the delicate form a few feet away he could not settle on what was more principal mediation or observation them meditation won the fight over.

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A Little shorter this chapter, But please review.

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