Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lost ❯ Control ( Chapter 2 )

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Lost

Chapter 2....

Pulling myself up, I sneered at the amused man, "What do you want with me?"

His smile broadened as he observed my behavior. What could be so amusing? Without warning he began to laugh. Laugh?! Waving his arm out infront of him, he turned to the door. What the hell was this man's problem? Was he insane or something? I stood up quickly and---wait a minute. The pain...where did it go? I wiped the blood from my chin and glanced over at him, he wasn't laughing anymore. He seemed to be studying me.

"What happened?"

He seemed to weigh my question for a moment before replying, "What do you mean?"

Ok, now he was going to play stupid on me.

"The pain is gone."

"Oh that...that is nothing of importance. Now I have something to show you."

He had something to show me? What the hell was going on?? First he shows me being killed in this weird ki ball and now he was acting as if nothing had ever happened??

He stopped right outside the door and glanced back, "What are you waiting for? Follow me."

"No!" I screamed. I didn't have to listen to him!

"You impertinent little brat, you will do as I say! Now if you haven't gotten it through that thick little head of yours, you are mine. Everyone you love or care about thinks you are dead. So as far as they are concerned you don't exist anymore."

I don't exist to them...No! That couldn't be true. Gohan and Vegeta wouldn't fall for this! Would they? Would they believe that the girl in that room was really me? She wouldn't have the same ki as me and...I could feel the tears beginning to stream down my face, "My dad will come!"

"Your father," he laughed, "He thinks your dead. Weren't you listening to me? You-are-dead. They'll just bury the girl that I sent, and move on. They'll never know."

"No...." They would just accept it and move on? How could they do that? That wasn't me! I was right here the whole time!!

"Open the door," my head whipped up at the sound of his harsh order. He didn't turn to face me, meagerly regarding me with a half turn of his head, "By the way I am Lord Turlus."

"Turlus?" My eyes widened in shock. I remembered Gohan telling me stories about the fight with the Tree of Might. My father had defeated Turlus with a spirit bomb. How could be alive? "You can't be...my father killed you when he destroyed the Tree of Might."

"No, your father didn't kill me," I watched him absently flex his right arm, with a frown poised on his lips, "He only wounded me."

Only wounded him? But the spirit Bomb always works, no one has survived it before! Well there was Frieza , but...I was snapped out of my thought as the sound of footsteps became louder. He turned to the direction of the door way, his eye flickering to his right and left. "These two will be glad to escort you to more fitting accommodations."

Where and who? I didn't have to wait long before two men appeared in the large doorway. They were as tall as Piccolo, maybe even taller...Their muscles rippled and bulged as they moved inside the small room I was in. Yet, what was most frightening was their faces. One had purple scaly skin and what looked like an elephant's trunks on his face. His eyes were an unnatural sky blue, making him look almost inhuman. The other was blue and furry? He reminded me of some cartoon character that I had seen on TV. His arms hung looses beside his, the back of his palms sliding against the floor. They weren't human....they were monsters!

"Take her to isolation chamber 65," I heard Turlus command sternly before taking off down the hall. He was leaving me with these two? I tried to back away, but found myself already against the wall. This wasn't good...the purple one grabbed my left arm, pulling me off the ground. I tried to punch him or kick him, to only find out that I wasn't strong enough to do anything. The other grabbed my other arm and then proceeded in dragging me as well. Where the hell where these two taking me? I pinned my legs on the inside of the doorway and pulled back against their arms. They snarled at me and I realized I had started a game of tug-of-war. My legs began to scream, in pain as my feet dug into the metal plating. I couldn't let them take me! I couldn't! I wouldn't!

"Let go dammit!" The furry oversized gorilla yelled as he wrapped his hand tighter around my arm. It felt like everything was going to rip out of their sockets any minute! The two monstrosities exchanged looks and pulled my arms against them with all their might. A scream erupted from my lips as pain shot up the two limbs. I felt my legs give way as they punched through the metal tearing the doorway to pieces. My body flew threw the air as they tugged on my arms again, my head smashing against the side metal plating. A low groan escaped my lips as I fell lifelessly against the floor. The pain that throbbed in my body was too much and I accepted to stay still and let them drag me to who knows where.

After a few minutes of joy riding, I could hear the scrunching of metal infront of me. I opened an eye and watched as the two dragged me into a room that was as bear as the other room I had been. Except this one possessed a long metallic table that stood defiantly in the middle of the room. They stopped before it and swung me up onto it. A low hiss fell from my lips as the cold metal collided against my back. Within seconds they started off with strapping me down with metal bands. I pulled at the restraints, but found that the little strength my body still possessed would not help me now. Then they lumbered out, squawking and squeaking at each other in another language.

I stayed still on the table and tried to inspect my new 'accommodations' as Turlus had put it. There was nothing out of the ordinary, well except what I was laying on this very moment. I glanced down at my feet and something caught my attention. A small red blob, of what looked like jello was resting on one of my legs. It hadn't been there before. Then I suddenly felt something cold underneath my back. Then I saw more of these strange red substances span around my body, seeming to possess a will of their own.

"What's going on?" I asked aloud and watched the blob from before flatten out and spread itself over my leg. My chest started to constrict as panic began to take over. Slowly, its followers began to do the same. They spread over every part of my body, leaving it numb and cold. Then it stopped right before my head and I found myself hyperventilating as I waited for it to move again. What is this stuff?

Then it moved, starting from my hair, circling my eyes, ears, nose and mouth. I tried to slow my breathing, afraid I would draw the liquid into me. I jerked on the table as IT slowly seeped into my ears, the action permitting me to hear anything except silence. My vision turned crimson and my eyes began to burn and ache as they thrusted themselves into every pore. I couldn't see anymore, everything was black....I was trapped in a void of nothingness. Yet, I could still feel myself breathing, though my body felt like it was very far away. Crawling slowly it teetered on my lips and an incredible force pushed against them causing them to part and my mouth to spread open. I felt it enter me and fill up my throat and lungs. I choked and gagged trying futilely to dispel the cohesive liquid from my system. I could feel the darkness closing in and the pain becoming more intense. My senses faded as my body went completely numb. I stopped, lying still, not wanting to speed up the process anymore. Then I knew no more.

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"How is she?"

"Fine Lord Turlus. The procedure is just now starting, not long from now we may proceed with the operation," replied a small lizard as he pushed his small spectacles higher on his face.

"Excellent, inform me on any developments. I shall be in my chambers if you need my assistance."

"That is most gracious of you, my Lord," the creature bowed and smiled at his master.

With a smile upon his lips, Turlus left the doctor to his duties. He was confident the old reptilian could do this successfully.

The doctor carefully watched the monitor that had Xenia in it, "It won't be long." He whispered seeming to somehow speak to the young girl himself. Picking up the phone next to him, he pressed down on one of the several buttons that littered the console.

"Yes, I wish for them to meet me in isolation chamber 65. What for? Well, tell them that we have a new patient."

He hanged up the phone, grabbing his lab coat along with a large metallic suit case that had been leaning against his chair.

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Opening my eyes, I pushed myself up into a sitting position. Where am I? I glanced around myself, and found everything to possess a crimson hue to it. A stream of what appeared to be a dark red, almost black, liquid ran along beside me. //It's blood!//

I peered into it, finding no reflection of myself in it. //What is going on here??//

Now this was odd...I reached out to touch it, curiosity winning over caution. Yet, I had barely touched the surface when an image began to appear. It was my reflection. Yet, there was something different about it now. It looked like me, but its eyes were black and soulless. This image seemed almost evil and I jumped back as a grin spread across its face. I watched the water ripple around it and slowly a long slender hand stretched out from the murky depths of river. I sat there paralyzed by the action and felt the fingers crawl up my body and slowly wrap themselves around my neck seizing it within a tight grasp. I snapped out of my stupor and tried vainly to pull the girl's hands off my neck, but found that my efforts were useless.

Suddenly, the arm yanked me towards the watery edge and I dug my hand into the soft loam, coughing as the constricted grip made breathing more and more difficult. My world began to swirl as my lungs screamed for air and I let go, letting it drag me down into the blood. The limb led me deeper and deeper into the murky liquid as the light began to fade and the crimson color turned to an ebony black. Suddenly, I was thrusted forward and I could feel myself being pushed through a bubble like barrier. With a subtle plop, I broke through it and fell through the air. I braced my hands infront of me and waited for the ground to meet me. Yet instead my body slammed into lagoon, the bitter liquid forcing its way into my mouth. I pumped my arms and legs, desperately trying to reach the faint light that beheld the surface. I threw back my head and with a final thrust, I broke though and relinquished at the air that greeted me. Pushing my tired arms, I swam up to an embankment. Throwing my arms over the edge I continued to gasp for the air my lungs ached for.

I glanced around my new surroundings, wondering where the girl had taken me. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted something. Slugging my body out of the water, I pulled myself up. What was that? Taking a few shaky steps forward, I distinguished it to be a body. Oh dear Dende...as I got closer and closer to it, I began to recognize who it was. But it couldn't be? How could she be here? I began to run to it, my feet fumbling against the uneven ground. It couldn't be!! I stopped before it and stared down at the person's back. My hands were itching to turn it over, but I couldn't move. What if it was her? What would I do then. Falling to my knees, I pulled the body into my lap. Turning it slowly around, I moved the bangs that covered their face. It was her...

"Mom..." I searched desperately for a sign that she was breathing, but found her to be dead still. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't!! I shook her body, watching as she made no movement to calm me as she usually did.

"MOM! WAKE UP!" I cried out, but received no response. She stayed quiet and still, never moving, not one bit. "NO, YOU CAN'T BE DEAD! YOU CAN'T BE!"

I buried my head into her bloody dress, crying out the anguish that I felt. Each drop burning my skin and proving that this was reality and not just a simple nightmare.

"You killed her."

What? The voice cut straight though to my very soul. I peered upward and gasped in shock. My father! He was standing right here infront of me.

"I can't believe you killed your own mother." His voice sounded cold and spiteful. I killed her? I wouldn't! I couldn't! How could he blame me of such a heinous crime?!?

"No, I didn't. I found her like this. I didn't do anything daddy," I pleaded, my voice hitched with fright.

"Then what is that," he accused pointly as he gestured to my left hand. What was he talking about? I glanced over and felt my breathing grow rapid. In my left hand I grasped a long jagged dagger covered in blood. I threw into the distance, staring at my hand as if it were foreign object. How? How could I have done this?! I don't remember having it or using it for that matter!! I shook my head back and forth rapidly, not wanting to believe it, "No, I didn't...I couldn't..."

"But you did," He stated solemnly, "And you killed them all."

My head shot up at his words, "What?!"

"Look around yourself Xenia," He swung his arms about, a grim expression etched onto his face, "Look at what you've done."

I peered around the area, and my heart seemed to stop. Screaming, I could feel the bile racing up my throat. The burning so intense that blood began to ooze from my mouth.

"IT CAN'T BE TRUE!!"

Everyone was dead. Lifeless corpses with deep jagged lacerations etched into their flesh. Vegeta, Gohan, Goten, Trunks, Bulma, all of them. I had killed them. I HAD KILLED THEM ALL!! I felt the burning tears as they forced a path down my scalding cheeks. I had killed them...

I glanced back up at my father, hoping he could help me. Yet he simply kept his head casted down, his eyes hidden by his unruly bangs.

"How could I? I love them all so much...I-I couldn't," My pleas were a constant ramble which didn't bring any response to his still figure.

"But you did."

It was a simple statement, devoided of any emotion. Yet it felt as if someone had taken the dagger straight to my own heart. I stared down at my hands, "B-But...How could I?"

"How could you be my daughter?"

"What!?" I looked up at him, not wanting to believe what I had heard. I was his daughter! I loved him more than anything! "I am you daughter daddy. Please help me, I don't know what happened."

"Don't lie to me," his face was now twisted into a fit of anger and almost feral rage, "You are not my daughter and you never will be. My daughter would never murder her family and friends."

"But daddy," I pleaded as I stood up, my legs slowly moving towards him. Why didn't he understand? I couldn't have done it! Using the last bit of my strength, I lunged forward clutching his shirt within my tiny palms, "I didn't do it daddy! I didn't do it!" I cried endlessly into his shirt, my heart breaking as I realized he still hadn't moved.

Then I felt his arm twitch and I smiled a little as he raised his one arm and placed it softly against my back...He did understand! He knew I couldn't have done this! I gazed up hopefully at him and felt my world freeze. He was sneering at me, his eyes cold and malicious.

"Daddy?" I managed out before he grabbed a hold me and thrusted me onto the ground. I cried out a loud sickening crack filled my ears. My right forearm bended unnaturally as my body was crushed into the loam, a low groan managing to escape from my throat. How could he have done this? I was his daughter...how could he? I hissed sharply to myself as I slowly pulled myself up into a sitting position. In a last desperate attempt I reach out to him with my good arm, but he merely smacked it away.

"Don't you touch me!" he yelled disdainfully, "You monster! Get away from me!"

He backed away from me and thrusted one hand infront of himself. What was he doing? I watched in horror as his ki outlined his flat palm, his energy compacted and held tightly as he prepared to hurtle it at me. He was going to kill me...

I braced my arms infront of me, squeezing my eyes shut as I desperately called out to him, "Please daddy don't! I love you daddy, don't hurt me!!" I felt the white hot energy wash over me and I gritted my teeth as I waited for the pain to envelope me. Yet, I didn't feel anything. The heat subsided and a cool breeze washed over me. I lowered my arms and cautiously opened my eyes. How could this be? I was back to where it had all started. The same field with a river of blood running though it. I turned and stared at the rapid stream. Had all of that really happened? I bent over the water's edge for a moment and was once again greeted with no reflection. What was going on? My eyes widened as a hand suddenly clamped down on my shoulder. Leaping away, I tried to calm my heart as my eyes fixed upon the girl infront of me.

"Who are you?" I screamed.

The girl smiled and took a small step back. She threw back her head and laughed, the sound unbearable because of its high pitch. I gazed at her and noticed her body was covered in blood. She flayed her arms about wildly and I noticed the dagger clenched with in her right palm.

"You did it! You killed them!"

"I killed them? Mio?" She laughed even harder, her hands grasping her stomach tightly. Then she stopped, and froze. She turned her head up and bore her eyes into my own, "You don't know who 'I' am do you"

"Should I?" I hissed angrily.

She stood up and lolled her head to the side, "I would think it would be quite obvious...I'm you."

What?! I shook my head rapidly back and forth, "No, you can't be me. It's impossible."

"Oh," She chuckled, "but it is."

She slowly approached me, her moments languid and fluid. I tried to run, but found myself unable to will my legs to move. I peered down and nearly screamed at what I saw. The liquid from the river was seeping onto the bank and wrapping around them, acting like glue as it secured my legs to the ground.

"No, get away from me!" I yelled as she drew closer.

//I have to get away, but how can I with all this stuff wrapped around me!!//

It stopped at my shoulders, pinning my arms to my sides. Except for my head, my entire body was immobile and I helplessly watched as the girl stopped a foot infront of me. Without another word she slowly extended her hand out again and grasped onto my head.

"What are you doing?! Leave me alone!" I cried out as I shook my head back and forth, trying to rid myself of her grip.

She grounded each finger into the side of my head, the action shooting pain into every nerve ending I owned. I opened my eyes and watched her body slowly begin to liquefy itself. A scream erupting from my lips as her nails punctured my skull causing streams of blood to run rampant down my head. Her liquefied body slowly crawled over me and forced its way through the small holes she had punctured into my cranium. A soft comforting warmth enveloped my body as I felt myself fall to the ground. Everything began to grow numb and having no strength left to fight back I laid still on the ground. The girl fully pushed herself into my body, my wounds, unbeknownst to me, healing themselves as the last bit of her seeped in. Closing my eyes I gave into it, relishing at the first thing that had been willing to console me through this entire traumatizing experience.

The breeze slowly picked up, ruffling the hair of a young girl who laid unconscious on the ground. She seemed to be dead, fore her lifeless body did not move or draw in breath. Yet strangely enough a smile danced on her lips that gave way that she might not have suffered at the very end. Yet, suddenly her body jolted from its spot and her eyes snapped open as she grasped for an immense amount of air. Panting on the ground, she braced herself against the soft loam and pulled herself up onto two small shaky legs. She raised a hand up to shield her eyes then, squinting against the bright crimson sun. Her body trembled lightly as the breeze drifted over her once again, yet this time she seemed confused and lost. Wrapping her arms around her tightly she pouted her lips in distress and utter three questions.

"Where am I? Who am I? And what am I doing here?"

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