11-16-2005, 10:16 AM
Rotten cartilage snapped beneath her knuckles, while flesh gave way to bare bone. The army of undead swarmed around her with their dark soulless eyes and garbled words. She ripped through them with every ounce of speed and strength; if she faltered they would converge upon her and inflect more damage than was needed. Raditzu and Bardock had reverted to their original form, much to their dismay. For some reason her long haired companion had felt it necessary to prop her on his shoulder while she had been fighting, it had caused some confusion when the moon had been shot out. Luckily she did not weigh very much. Now they were all on equal footing, the zombies could no longer be easily squashed or toss. She did have to admit, upon seeing the mass amounts of undead from Raditzu?s shoulder when he was Oozaru, their advantage had been a great help. Now she fought with likely twice the amount of zombies against her, and she was slowly growing weary. She let loose another Final Flash, letting it tear through her enemies and fill the air was a putrid smoke, but alas, they were replaced by more of the foul reincarnations.
Suddenly her eyes became seared by a light beyond any she had ever witnessed. She let out a yell and forced her palms against her eyelids, trying to block out the sudden invasion of her vision. Wailing filled her acute hearing, and she struggled to squint through the spaces of her digits. She made out the forms of her undead adversaries scrambling away from the light. It surrounded them and obviously caused them pain. She felt them pushing against her in their flight, while she stood dumbfounded. What light was this? Where was it coming from? The crying died off, the zombies no longer within the vicinity. The light dulled down, but she could see a radiance flaring upward in the distance. She rubbed her eyes, letting them adjust to the sudden change in brightness. She turned and headed toward the now partially destroyed building. Bojack, Bardock, and Raditzu had the same idea. She had it out with the elder Saiya-Jin, and then left it at that. She was too tired to inflict more than a punch, so she became distant as Raditzu struggled with his pants.
She approached her companion, wanting to talk, just for once. As she opened her mouth, ready to form the words, a loud sound rang out around them. Raditzu leapt against her and pulled her to the ground, the sound was that of a gun. He was back to his feet while he and his father tried to find the source of the intrusion. Eighteen slowly got to her feet, giving a rather stupefied look at her surroundings. Had that been aimed at her? She saw Bojack?s form upon the ground, for a moment her thoughts grew silent. He was not getting back up; this was the end for him. His body left the ?game world? and left the group to a trio. Her gaze fell upon the two Saiya-Jin, it seemed that they were about to leave, Raditzu was studying the map. Suddenly he pointed toward the distance.
?Alright, Group XTREME? let?s move out!? He said as his mannerism?s seemed to have been rejuvenated. She stared at him with a blank expression, where were they going? She looked toward the direction, seeing the telltale signs of light touching the heavens. While she and the scarred warrior had been distracted Raditzu had taken it upon himself to grab a hold of them and teleport to their destination.
The android stared in disbelief. Was this another experiment gone wrong? She raised her fists in defense. Raditzu had teleported them into a group of winged figures, they resembled angels. Although she did not know the situation, she had a sense of goodness from them. She lowered her fists. So they had caused that sudden flash of light? If so, these creatures had done the trio a good bit of help. She took in her surroundings a little more. It seemed that they had arrived at the watchtower again, was the old man still here? A nice rest might be in order, maybe if she could clean up too. She turned on the others, only to see that they were now within the crowd of majestic beings. She sighed; her hand rose to rub against her brow. Screw them.
The android made her way past the convention of people, whether or not they looked familiar, she didn?t feel like taking part in interacting. She entered the tower and began the long trek up the staircase. Again those she had taken comfort in were off without a word, had he or Bardock even said anything to her? She didn?t recall being told they were going to get information, or do something else. She continued to consider the situation, her breathing growing a little heavier as the stairs continued. If she was lucky the old man would be there and she would have some time to rest, not much else she could do. It would seem that something big was going to transpire, was it to be a war? Was this all Brim?s doing? For all she knew this could all be a trap, angels or not. She neared the top and took a moment to catch her breath. She opened the door and it moved with ease, within stood the old man. Was he sleeping again?
?Welcome back.? He said and she jumped slightly. Guess not. ?Have you come to rest again? I?m surprised you aren?t talking with the celestial beings.? She looked away, considering her thoughts.
?I have no reason to, at this moment, anyway.? He looked at her with half closed eyes. ?I came to rest, and possible clean off this zombie blood.? He smiled warmly, she felt like he could see right through her, and knew that there was something troubling her. Yet, he seemed wise, and she found she kind of liked him, as if he were some guardian. ?May I?? She smiled, genuinely, for the first time in days.
?You may.? He closed his eyes and continued his strange sleep standing. 18 chuckled inside and left the main room. She entered the room she and Raditzu had occupied when they had last been here. She shed off her clothing after closing the door and took to making use of the washroom. This tower was marvelous; it gave a little peace for anyone seeking it in these tough times. She let herself be cleansed by the shower water. It felt good to get that undead grime off her body. She spent longer than was needed in the shower, letting the water soak into her skin and drip from her golden hair. Every time she had a shower she felt a little serene, perhaps it was because she was always getting dirty.
She toweled her ever growing hair, trying to dry it. She did this while standing in the dark simple room, water droplets sailed to the ground and left little spots. She sighed a little, the cold air pressed against her nude form, small bumps prickled to the surface. She continued to towel her long bangs when the door began to click. The hair on the back of her neck rose, but she did not turn. ?You found me, huh?? She said it quietly, as if to whisper it.
?Oh?sorry, I?ll leave.? He made to turn, his voice was abashed. Her reply was a simple no. Why need he be embarrassed? It wasn?t like from his position he could see anything, although she still stood as if to continue drying her hair. He took a nimble step forward; it was times like these when you should know when to tread lightly. He knew something was up, but who could ever read a woman? Certainly not he. ?What?s-
?Raditzu?? She said, cutting him off. Her back was still to him, her ample bottom well exposed, but who cared? She issued a sigh. She dropped the damp towel; droplets of water still free falling to their death. She turned; beads of the water dribbled from her hair and formed rivers down her neck and bosom. She look at him, her eyes wide and blue, lifeless. He had no words for her, but then, who would? His mouth was agape, his arms limp, his eyes confused. She moved toward him in one fluid motion, catching him off guard. Her small form pressed lightly against his chest, her arms huddled against her own chest. Her fingers clasped together under her chin, while she rested the side of her face against his armor. She stared distantly toward the ground, and after a moment she spoke again. ?Tell me you love me?? And the rest was up to him.
Suddenly her eyes became seared by a light beyond any she had ever witnessed. She let out a yell and forced her palms against her eyelids, trying to block out the sudden invasion of her vision. Wailing filled her acute hearing, and she struggled to squint through the spaces of her digits. She made out the forms of her undead adversaries scrambling away from the light. It surrounded them and obviously caused them pain. She felt them pushing against her in their flight, while she stood dumbfounded. What light was this? Where was it coming from? The crying died off, the zombies no longer within the vicinity. The light dulled down, but she could see a radiance flaring upward in the distance. She rubbed her eyes, letting them adjust to the sudden change in brightness. She turned and headed toward the now partially destroyed building. Bojack, Bardock, and Raditzu had the same idea. She had it out with the elder Saiya-Jin, and then left it at that. She was too tired to inflict more than a punch, so she became distant as Raditzu struggled with his pants.
She approached her companion, wanting to talk, just for once. As she opened her mouth, ready to form the words, a loud sound rang out around them. Raditzu leapt against her and pulled her to the ground, the sound was that of a gun. He was back to his feet while he and his father tried to find the source of the intrusion. Eighteen slowly got to her feet, giving a rather stupefied look at her surroundings. Had that been aimed at her? She saw Bojack?s form upon the ground, for a moment her thoughts grew silent. He was not getting back up; this was the end for him. His body left the ?game world? and left the group to a trio. Her gaze fell upon the two Saiya-Jin, it seemed that they were about to leave, Raditzu was studying the map. Suddenly he pointed toward the distance.
?Alright, Group XTREME? let?s move out!? He said as his mannerism?s seemed to have been rejuvenated. She stared at him with a blank expression, where were they going? She looked toward the direction, seeing the telltale signs of light touching the heavens. While she and the scarred warrior had been distracted Raditzu had taken it upon himself to grab a hold of them and teleport to their destination.
The android stared in disbelief. Was this another experiment gone wrong? She raised her fists in defense. Raditzu had teleported them into a group of winged figures, they resembled angels. Although she did not know the situation, she had a sense of goodness from them. She lowered her fists. So they had caused that sudden flash of light? If so, these creatures had done the trio a good bit of help. She took in her surroundings a little more. It seemed that they had arrived at the watchtower again, was the old man still here? A nice rest might be in order, maybe if she could clean up too. She turned on the others, only to see that they were now within the crowd of majestic beings. She sighed; her hand rose to rub against her brow. Screw them.
The android made her way past the convention of people, whether or not they looked familiar, she didn?t feel like taking part in interacting. She entered the tower and began the long trek up the staircase. Again those she had taken comfort in were off without a word, had he or Bardock even said anything to her? She didn?t recall being told they were going to get information, or do something else. She continued to consider the situation, her breathing growing a little heavier as the stairs continued. If she was lucky the old man would be there and she would have some time to rest, not much else she could do. It would seem that something big was going to transpire, was it to be a war? Was this all Brim?s doing? For all she knew this could all be a trap, angels or not. She neared the top and took a moment to catch her breath. She opened the door and it moved with ease, within stood the old man. Was he sleeping again?
?Welcome back.? He said and she jumped slightly. Guess not. ?Have you come to rest again? I?m surprised you aren?t talking with the celestial beings.? She looked away, considering her thoughts.
?I have no reason to, at this moment, anyway.? He looked at her with half closed eyes. ?I came to rest, and possible clean off this zombie blood.? He smiled warmly, she felt like he could see right through her, and knew that there was something troubling her. Yet, he seemed wise, and she found she kind of liked him, as if he were some guardian. ?May I?? She smiled, genuinely, for the first time in days.
?You may.? He closed his eyes and continued his strange sleep standing. 18 chuckled inside and left the main room. She entered the room she and Raditzu had occupied when they had last been here. She shed off her clothing after closing the door and took to making use of the washroom. This tower was marvelous; it gave a little peace for anyone seeking it in these tough times. She let herself be cleansed by the shower water. It felt good to get that undead grime off her body. She spent longer than was needed in the shower, letting the water soak into her skin and drip from her golden hair. Every time she had a shower she felt a little serene, perhaps it was because she was always getting dirty.
She toweled her ever growing hair, trying to dry it. She did this while standing in the dark simple room, water droplets sailed to the ground and left little spots. She sighed a little, the cold air pressed against her nude form, small bumps prickled to the surface. She continued to towel her long bangs when the door began to click. The hair on the back of her neck rose, but she did not turn. ?You found me, huh?? She said it quietly, as if to whisper it.
?Oh?sorry, I?ll leave.? He made to turn, his voice was abashed. Her reply was a simple no. Why need he be embarrassed? It wasn?t like from his position he could see anything, although she still stood as if to continue drying her hair. He took a nimble step forward; it was times like these when you should know when to tread lightly. He knew something was up, but who could ever read a woman? Certainly not he. ?What?s-
?Raditzu?? She said, cutting him off. Her back was still to him, her ample bottom well exposed, but who cared? She issued a sigh. She dropped the damp towel; droplets of water still free falling to their death. She turned; beads of the water dribbled from her hair and formed rivers down her neck and bosom. She look at him, her eyes wide and blue, lifeless. He had no words for her, but then, who would? His mouth was agape, his arms limp, his eyes confused. She moved toward him in one fluid motion, catching him off guard. Her small form pressed lightly against his chest, her arms huddled against her own chest. Her fingers clasped together under her chin, while she rested the side of her face against his armor. She stared distantly toward the ground, and after a moment she spoke again. ?Tell me you love me?? And the rest was up to him.
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