Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Trials Of Techorin ❯ Into the Pits of Hell ( Chapter 2 )

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This chapter will be all about the first level of Techorin and there will be a brief meeting with a certain blue haired, blue-eyed girl by the main character. So please enjoy! Ja ne ^-^!!!



Chapter Two: Into the pits of hell.



Breakfast was quiet the next morning; all four of the teens that had met on the bus were sitting in one corner of the cafeteria, trying to keep a good disposition about the trials. They were determined not to let the rules and announcements to let them down, although this morning's announcements about the first six teams dying weren't very reassuring.

"Kathi, how old are you? You don't even look like you've taken the American test…" Steven trailed off when she glared at him and grabbed her stuff to leave. Glancing at Vegeta and nodding towards her, he watched as the other man grabbed her by her wrist and made her sit down again. "What's so hard about answering a question like that?"

"Because I'm nineteen and I sure as hell know I don't look fifteen."

"You started out at fifteen?"

"Yes, I started out in the Barvri trials and worked my way into the American trials, and those were much harder than I had imagined they would be. Unfortunately I also had a time to go through once I reached the American trials. It took me two years to complete them…every level combined took me about three months each and there were ten levels, as you remembered from when you took the American trials. The last two levels were easy because someone had cleared the way for me…they only took a week to get through because of the traveling."

"So…why are you here if it took you two years to finish the American trials?"

"I have a promise to keep to myself." Smiling sadly at the others, she got up and took a deep breath before looking down at her teammate. "Well Samantha, are you ready to start?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

Smiling one last time, she nodded to the other two then led her teammate away to the first bowel of hell.

"Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal, fear is how I fall confusing what is real. There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface, consuming, confusing, this lack of self-control I fear is never ending. Controlling I can't seem to find myself again. My walls are closing. I've felt this way before, so insecure…"

Entering the first level, they were surprised, and disgusted, to see that the level was a squalid landscape of boiling pits of brain fluid and death fire. Among the trees were eyeballs, skewered on the myriad branches. Dead bodies littered the ground, being eaten by monstrous demons, whose ripped and tattered flesh hung off of sinewy muscles and bone. Every demon was sucking blood through the bodies' veins as though it were a rare and wondrous delicacy.

Fighting the urge to throw up, they slowly made their way forward amidst decapitated corpses and cowering familiars.

"Kathi…do you think those demons are going to see us?" Samantha glanced at her short teammate before stopping when the other girl stopped.

"I don't know Sam…I'm hoping that their feast will keep them occupied for the time being but…I'm doubting it's going to happen anytime soon." She looked up at the demons then swore softly when one of them roared and got to its feet, causing the others to get up as well. "Umm…run."

"Oh shit." Grabbing their other teammate by his shirt collar, Samantha followed her on her heels then collided with her when the other girl stopped. "Why did you stop running?"

"Well…it could be that large black thing in front of us." Pointing to a humongous black blob floating in front of them, she started edging to one side then shrieked in terror when another demon grabbed her arm. Fighting and struggling in its grip, she felt her skin starting to burn then, with an adrenaline-boosted bout of strength, she yanked free of its grasp and started running again, ignoring everything around her. Finally, she reached a doorway, one that signaled a change in the level. Catching her breath for a minute outside the door, she looked around in confusion, finally realizing that she was alone. "Samantha…where did you go?" Shivering with fear, she leaned against the inside of the door, looking back the way she had come. "Ok, then I'll go on alone." With those final thoughts in mind, she walked through the doorway and into what looked like a demonic goat orgy. Only it wasn't an orgy, even though all the goat demons were nude and lying on a bed. They just stared off into space until she moved closer to the bed to get past them. Seeing one get to his feet, she backed off then ran back out the door, waiting for them to settle down again. "I've got to think of a way through there without getting caught by them." Sighing, she looked back down her original path again before grinning and running to a nearby tree. Grabbing several branches from the tree, she broke them in half then ran back to the door. Gathering one half of the branches in one hand, she took a deep breath then ran through the room. Hearing one of the goat demons bleat, she threw the sticks in one hand back at it then slipped through another door and stopped, seeing blonde hair and a hand behind a divider. "Samantha?" Walking further into the room, she felt something rub against her leg and looked down before smiling and picking up a small black kitten. "Hello there little one, what are you doing out here all alone?" Scratching behind its tiny black ears, she peered around the screen then turned back and threw up all over the floor. Her teammate had been decapitated and the boy she had been dragging behind her was hanging from the ceiling. Gagging and dry-heaving, she took several deep breaths then averted her eyes and hurried past the dead bodies before stopping when she saw two elevators and a staircase. Trembling, she moved forward then stopped when one of the elevators opened. Backing around the corner, she listened to several girls talk then watched them walk past the small room she was hiding in. "That looked like Becky…but I didn't recognize the other two…"

The three girls stared up at the dead boy hanging from the ceiling then screamed and ran back the way they had come from, colliding with a smaller body and falling to the floor.

Becky recovered first and stared down into the brown eyes of one of her best friends before sighing and getting off of the poor girl. "Kathi…did you just come in here?"

"No Becky, I watched you guys go past me…but…back the way I came is the way in."

"Shit, I was hoping to get out of this stupid maze."

"Me too…but now I'm stuck here with nothing to protect myself except a couple of ropes and some pieces of a mirror."

"Well…"

"I know what we can do." Another girl, with bright blue eyes and silky blue hair, smiled and picked up the rope. Tying the pieces of rope around the shards of mirror, she tied them off then held the four makeshift knives out to the four girls. "Here you go, by the way, my name is Bulma if you wanted to know."

"Thanks Bulma, I'm Kathi, and it's nice to see someone who can think on their feet in here besides myself."

"Really?"

"Yeah, how did you guys get past the goat demons?"

"Bulma threw a bottle of hairspray at them and they started sniffing it while we ran past. When we first saw them, they were raping some dead girl and one of them was eating some boy." Becky shuddered at the thought then sighed and looked around in confusion. "So where do we go next?"

"The stairs…I haven't tried those yet."

Nodding, the other girls followed Kathi towards the stairway, uncertain of what they would face next.