Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Sainan no Kekka ❯ Matters of the mind ( Chapter 4 )
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By: SeveredWings83 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Horror / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 194 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Horror / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 194 | Status: Completed
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I am sorry guys...this chappie is kinda sucky! Please review and gimme some insight on how to make it better
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Chapter 4
Matters of the mind
Inhaling deeply, taking slow full breathes, I try to come myself down. For some reason my heart is ragging inside, and my mind is in chaos. I mean, normally my mind is in chaos, but this is fucked up. The thoughts flooding through are dangerous, scary, and something I have never felt before. Like how I was three seconds away from blasting my mom, and how my father was lying in his own blood from the injuries I had caused. I am not like that...ever. I like to think that the human in my is equally as strong as the Sayian, yet today I was wholly Sayian.
The clouds rush past in a white blur, HA reminds me of the haze in my head. The look out is rapidly approaching, I can see Dende out standing at the edge. I wonder if he knows why I come? Mentally shrugging, pushing for a faster speed, I am almost there.
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"Vegeta?" voice shaking as I ask. Still no response, he's out cold. How could Trunks do this? It just doesn't make sense. Not him acting that way, and Vegeta not dodging. "Stupid monkey", I whisper in his ear, hoping for a grimace, snarl, or gasp. Nothing....DAMN IT. Vegeta wake the hell up you lazy Sayian.
Wait a minute! A while ago Vegeta tried to tell me about Sayian bonding....shit! Why can't I remember....oh I know cause I wasn't listening to his ramblings. AW hell...I will never not listen again! What was it he said....something about him feeling my emotions? My fears..my feelings themselves. Well then...maybe I can use that. "OH DAMN IT Bulma, your a genius, you can figure it out," I whine out loud.
"My feelings....hmmmm...GOT IT!" Running over to the exam table's stand, I reach for the scalpel. Grabbing it tightly, I scrape it down my fore arm. The pain explodes on my arm! Opening my eyes, I risk a look at the damage. Fu ck, nothing just a little red line. Laughing softly, at the thought floating in my mind, I am a weak human. "Well...I may be weak, but I am BULMA BRIEFS! President of Capsule Corp. , genius extordinare, most beautiful of women in the galaxy , and PRINCESS OF THE SAYIANS! I CAN AND WILL DO THIS!" with my personal pep talk, I gauge the knife down once more with renewed strength and determination.
I feel the skin rip and pull apart under my hand, SHEESH this way hurts! "Damn you Vegeta you better be thankful for this!" reaching the wrist, I pull back so not to hit the vein, and I look once more. My head spins, instantly dizzy, at the sight before me. Blood runs in small streams down the arm, and dripping onto the floor. Did I cut to deep? I can't really feel the pain to bad, so why is it bleeding so bad?
The floor catches me, and the darkness plays spots across my vision, before I have time to wonder why the bleeding is so bad.....
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"GOTEN!!!!!!!" I yell and scream at him. His Ki flickers once then is gone...my son is dead! Killed my the very monster that I want to fuck. The anger of my mind butts heads with the desire of the body. How can this be? After every thing she's done I still want her! And what of my wife? Would I really cheat on her? Looking at the body of Asira straddling my son, drinking in his last life's essence and power, the sick answer is yes. I do still want her and I would be unfaithful. I want to run to her and taste my son's blood on her tongue as I take her, mind, body, and blood of her own.
Closing my eyes, trying to erase these thoughts, something she said clicks. 'Held prisoner within his own power...' THAT'S IT! Dropping out of super, and sinking my KI as low as it will go, I can move ever so slightly. Lowering it more, I can think straighter, almost to nothing now. I am freed. Gingerly moving my arms, sore from being lock in place, I test a step forward.
"And it all ends in the snap of the neck..." I whisper to the fallen boy. These few moments after I have taken their blood, and snuffed out the life, I am fragile. My own body tricking itself into thinking it's alive, emotion ravishes the senses tear at the sanity of my mind. Why do you ask, why do I do this? For the very reason of feeling. Feelings are such a prized gift, and in taking life I can once more feel....something. The dripping of blood tears, splatter small red spots on Goten's angelic features. Funny how, when you die, your face becomes so very peaceful. I wonder if when I finally get to die will I look at peace. Probably not, with my luck.
A plummet in Goku's energy registers on my senses, damn he figured out the riddle of the MAHI NAMI. Whipping at the drying crimson tear on Goten's face, I rise up to meet him. He is charging me, so very stupid. Didn't he learn last time what the result of that would be. Lifting my arm, preparing to shoot the wave, he fazes in and out of vision. Smart Sayian, so you do know how to fight.
Closing my eyes, I zero in on his position. I, myself, faze out and reappear directly behind him. With a sharp chop to the back of the neck, he falls to the ground. "What's the matter Goku, I know that didn't even phase you. Now get up."
silly scare tactics like this only succeed in getting me pissed.
"Your strong, Asira, but I am stronger because I fight from the heart. Since you don't seem to have one, I have to upper edge, and will no doubt be victorious." He chants in a deep, revolting voice. Well...well...well....I have no heart, ne? How very astute he is. I don't, but that doesn't mean I will loose.
Silently calling the power within this body, I await his stupid dallying. "Goku..." I purr, "do you want to die like your son, or would you prefer a warriors death instead of an execution?"
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"Dende!" I call out to the small green figure. Grabbing his attention, I wave back at him. The flight here has cleared my mind a bit, and I am able to control myself better. But, the sight of Dende's slight scowl throws me, what could be wrong?
Landing quickly on the white tiled floor, he looks at me with very worried eyes. " Dende, what's wrong?"
"Oh Trunks something horrible has happen!" he cries, his small form shaking. This is so not good.
"DENDE! Tell me, maybe I can help." Please just let my dad be ok, that's the only thing that matters right now. How would I live with myself if I killed him? I mean it was an accident, but I would still never forgive myself. And I have a feeling neither would mother.
"It's Goten, Trunks, his Ki is gone. He has died!" he wails, in a hurt voice. The realization of what he said doesn't hit me for a few more minutes. My best friend is dead......dead.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" I yell harsher than I meant to. It's not his fault Goten died, but I can't help it. I feel angry and sad at the small time, my emotions in a tangle. Now I know why dad tried to distance himself from them, I feel like I am braking apart from the inside out. "How..?" was all I could manage in a rough whisper.
The little Namek looks like he is going into shock, and right as I was about to shake the information out of him Piccolo steps out from behind the pillars. He, too, wearing a strange look that I have never seen on his stony features before. Now, I know, isn't good.
"He has been killed by a woman, she fights Goku as we speak," was all he said, walking away from me. Mother fucker!
" DO NOT walk away from me, Piccolo, with just that shity bit of info! Who is she? And WHY THE HELL AREN'T YOU HELPING GOKU?" has everyone lost their minds today? My Ki quakes violently inside, a mass of chaotic energy. With out knowing it I have become a Super Sayian. What, do I plan on hurting Piccolo? I am being torn in two today! First with my father and now him! This nagging feeling in my brain, pulsing behind my eyes, is gonna drive me insane.
Piccolo wipes he head back, giving the best death glare I have ever seen. "Boy, check that tone, you have no idea what's going on. Leave it alone, accept the fact that your friend is dead, and that everyone else will die today too. There is NOTHING we can do, especially you. Do you want to end up like Goten, dead drained of life? Because if you go down there you will...and it won't be pleasant. Just get what you came for and leave." he hisses out at me.
"WHO. IS. SHE. I have a right to know." This is bullshit...he knows and keeping it secret. Why? WHY WHY WHY WHY.....THIS IS SO FUCKED UP I AM GOING CRAZY! My best friend is dead, my father's lying bleeding to death, and I wanted to kill my own mother. This is...is....ALL MY FAULT.
The large Namek sighs, "Her name is Asira...and she is un-stoppable. Ask your father, they were friends once," he said, then flew off.
My father??? MY FATHER!!! " Dende..do you have any sensu? I need to get one back to my father, he is injured," How could I waste time like this! Snatching the beans....I launched into the air. I need to get home. I need answers!
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Sorry guys I know this sucked big hairy ass...I was just not in the writing zone tonight.
I am sorry guys...this chappie is kinda sucky! Please review and gimme some insight on how to make it better
for ya'll!!! THANKS!
Chapter 4
Matters of the mind
Inhaling deeply, taking slow full breathes, I try to come myself down. For some reason my heart is ragging inside, and my mind is in chaos. I mean, normally my mind is in chaos, but this is fucked up. The thoughts flooding through are dangerous, scary, and something I have never felt before. Like how I was three seconds away from blasting my mom, and how my father was lying in his own blood from the injuries I had caused. I am not like that...ever. I like to think that the human in my is equally as strong as the Sayian, yet today I was wholly Sayian.
The clouds rush past in a white blur, HA reminds me of the haze in my head. The look out is rapidly approaching, I can see Dende out standing at the edge. I wonder if he knows why I come? Mentally shrugging, pushing for a faster speed, I am almost there.
________________________________________________________________________ __________________________
"Vegeta?" voice shaking as I ask. Still no response, he's out cold. How could Trunks do this? It just doesn't make sense. Not him acting that way, and Vegeta not dodging. "Stupid monkey", I whisper in his ear, hoping for a grimace, snarl, or gasp. Nothing....DAMN IT. Vegeta wake the hell up you lazy Sayian.
Wait a minute! A while ago Vegeta tried to tell me about Sayian bonding....shit! Why can't I remember....oh I know cause I wasn't listening to his ramblings. AW hell...I will never not listen again! What was it he said....something about him feeling my emotions? My fears..my feelings themselves. Well then...maybe I can use that. "OH DAMN IT Bulma, your a genius, you can figure it out," I whine out loud.
"My feelings....hmmmm...GOT IT!" Running over to the exam table's stand, I reach for the scalpel. Grabbing it tightly, I scrape it down my fore arm. The pain explodes on my arm! Opening my eyes, I risk a look at the damage. Fu ck, nothing just a little red line. Laughing softly, at the thought floating in my mind, I am a weak human. "Well...I may be weak, but I am BULMA BRIEFS! President of Capsule Corp. , genius extordinare, most beautiful of women in the galaxy , and PRINCESS OF THE SAYIANS! I CAN AND WILL DO THIS!" with my personal pep talk, I gauge the knife down once more with renewed strength and determination.
I feel the skin rip and pull apart under my hand, SHEESH this way hurts! "Damn you Vegeta you better be thankful for this!" reaching the wrist, I pull back so not to hit the vein, and I look once more. My head spins, instantly dizzy, at the sight before me. Blood runs in small streams down the arm, and dripping onto the floor. Did I cut to deep? I can't really feel the pain to bad, so why is it bleeding so bad?
The floor catches me, and the darkness plays spots across my vision, before I have time to wonder why the bleeding is so bad.....
________________________________________________________________________ __________________________
"GOTEN!!!!!!!" I yell and scream at him. His Ki flickers once then is gone...my son is dead! Killed my the very monster that I want to fuck. The anger of my mind butts heads with the desire of the body. How can this be? After every thing she's done I still want her! And what of my wife? Would I really cheat on her? Looking at the body of Asira straddling my son, drinking in his last life's essence and power, the sick answer is yes. I do still want her and I would be unfaithful. I want to run to her and taste my son's blood on her tongue as I take her, mind, body, and blood of her own.
Closing my eyes, trying to erase these thoughts, something she said clicks. 'Held prisoner within his own power...' THAT'S IT! Dropping out of super, and sinking my KI as low as it will go, I can move ever so slightly. Lowering it more, I can think straighter, almost to nothing now. I am freed. Gingerly moving my arms, sore from being lock in place, I test a step forward.
"And it all ends in the snap of the neck..." I whisper to the fallen boy. These few moments after I have taken their blood, and snuffed out the life, I am fragile. My own body tricking itself into thinking it's alive, emotion ravishes the senses tear at the sanity of my mind. Why do you ask, why do I do this? For the very reason of feeling. Feelings are such a prized gift, and in taking life I can once more feel....something. The dripping of blood tears, splatter small red spots on Goten's angelic features. Funny how, when you die, your face becomes so very peaceful. I wonder if when I finally get to die will I look at peace. Probably not, with my luck.
A plummet in Goku's energy registers on my senses, damn he figured out the riddle of the MAHI NAMI. Whipping at the drying crimson tear on Goten's face, I rise up to meet him. He is charging me, so very stupid. Didn't he learn last time what the result of that would be. Lifting my arm, preparing to shoot the wave, he fazes in and out of vision. Smart Sayian, so you do know how to fight.
Closing my eyes, I zero in on his position. I, myself, faze out and reappear directly behind him. With a sharp chop to the back of the neck, he falls to the ground. "What's the matter Goku, I know that didn't even phase you. Now get up."
silly scare tactics like this only succeed in getting me pissed.
"Your strong, Asira, but I am stronger because I fight from the heart. Since you don't seem to have one, I have to upper edge, and will no doubt be victorious." He chants in a deep, revolting voice. Well...well...well....I have no heart, ne? How very astute he is. I don't, but that doesn't mean I will loose.
Silently calling the power within this body, I await his stupid dallying. "Goku..." I purr, "do you want to die like your son, or would you prefer a warriors death instead of an execution?"
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"Dende!" I call out to the small green figure. Grabbing his attention, I wave back at him. The flight here has cleared my mind a bit, and I am able to control myself better. But, the sight of Dende's slight scowl throws me, what could be wrong?
Landing quickly on the white tiled floor, he looks at me with very worried eyes. " Dende, what's wrong?"
"Oh Trunks something horrible has happen!" he cries, his small form shaking. This is so not good.
"DENDE! Tell me, maybe I can help." Please just let my dad be ok, that's the only thing that matters right now. How would I live with myself if I killed him? I mean it was an accident, but I would still never forgive myself. And I have a feeling neither would mother.
"It's Goten, Trunks, his Ki is gone. He has died!" he wails, in a hurt voice. The realization of what he said doesn't hit me for a few more minutes. My best friend is dead......dead.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" I yell harsher than I meant to. It's not his fault Goten died, but I can't help it. I feel angry and sad at the small time, my emotions in a tangle. Now I know why dad tried to distance himself from them, I feel like I am braking apart from the inside out. "How..?" was all I could manage in a rough whisper.
The little Namek looks like he is going into shock, and right as I was about to shake the information out of him Piccolo steps out from behind the pillars. He, too, wearing a strange look that I have never seen on his stony features before. Now, I know, isn't good.
"He has been killed by a woman, she fights Goku as we speak," was all he said, walking away from me. Mother fucker!
" DO NOT walk away from me, Piccolo, with just that shity bit of info! Who is she? And WHY THE HELL AREN'T YOU HELPING GOKU?" has everyone lost their minds today? My Ki quakes violently inside, a mass of chaotic energy. With out knowing it I have become a Super Sayian. What, do I plan on hurting Piccolo? I am being torn in two today! First with my father and now him! This nagging feeling in my brain, pulsing behind my eyes, is gonna drive me insane.
Piccolo wipes he head back, giving the best death glare I have ever seen. "Boy, check that tone, you have no idea what's going on. Leave it alone, accept the fact that your friend is dead, and that everyone else will die today too. There is NOTHING we can do, especially you. Do you want to end up like Goten, dead drained of life? Because if you go down there you will...and it won't be pleasant. Just get what you came for and leave." he hisses out at me.
"WHO. IS. SHE. I have a right to know." This is bullshit...he knows and keeping it secret. Why? WHY WHY WHY WHY.....THIS IS SO FUCKED UP I AM GOING CRAZY! My best friend is dead, my father's lying bleeding to death, and I wanted to kill my own mother. This is...is....ALL MY FAULT.
The large Namek sighs, "Her name is Asira...and she is un-stoppable. Ask your father, they were friends once," he said, then flew off.
My father??? MY FATHER!!! " Dende..do you have any sensu? I need to get one back to my father, he is injured," How could I waste time like this! Snatching the beans....I launched into the air. I need to get home. I need answers!
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Sorry guys I know this sucked big hairy ass...I was just not in the writing zone tonight.