Post by Trunks (Present) on Feb 15, 2010 19:39:18 GMT -5
It all happened so fast, one moment I was a normal 8 year old kid, the next... well the next I don't know what to say. I'm messed up now, it would be a joke to say I could go back to how I was, then again I doubt I even remember how to use humour.
Everything is dark now, even the cities that remain are scarred and charred from what I've done, what I've become, or should I say became, because I'm not that guy now, I've broken free, I can think for myself again, the chains have been let loose.
I don't think he can even bare to look at me now, I have blood on my hands, I don't blame him one bit. Even with Broly gone, the pain remains, I always felt it deep down, but now I have to deal with it so much more, now its personal, because now I'm not being controlled, I'm no longer the puppet, its not him they hate, its me.
- - - - -
"Goten! Get out of my way!" I remember it all so clearly, it wasn't me talking, at least it wasn't what I wanted to say - he did it, Broly, he made me say it with that god d**n bite, that marking.
"No Trunks, I won't let you do this, you're not being yourself!" The younger boy responded, calm cooling eyes trying their hardest to break the fire that seemed to fuel Trunks'.
If anything I felt meant anything I'd have been breaking down crying there and then, but on the outside I had to watch, literally forced to watch me continue my destructive path as I powered up and fired a merciless Ki blast into the undefended son of Goku.
"Sweet dreams Goten." The words coming out of my mouth being enough for me to want to puke.
- - - - -
I didn't kill them all, Broly took care of most, the mark gave me a lot of power, enough to outclass my father, Goku and Gohan, but even so with the last remnants of my will I managed to hold back, I gave to them the one gift I could, one last chance.
They took it, seeing my stalling ability to kill them, the ones deep down I loved and looked up to, they escaped long before the mark truely took over, it was the only thing that saved this world. Broly was disposed of, I think, I don't know how, I don't know when, but that link, that imprisonment, it left me.
- - - - -
"You just don't get it, do you, Goten? I found power beyond you guys, you were holding me back! Broly unleashed my potential! Haha! Isn't that great?" I was like this not long after that event on the lookout, where it all started to kick off big time, I was a complete not a very nice person.
"No Trunks, he's got inside your head, Piccolo heard his voice inside yours, I know you're in there really, this isn't you!"
I remember feeling his fear, he was so scared and so was I. My best friend was cowering on the floor, bleeding and battered, all because of me. He was the only one not fighting against Broly, all Goten seemed to want was me back to normal, I just wish I could have done more.
"No Trunks! Trunks! Please! I know you can hear me! You can do it Trunks! Don't let hi-"
"SHUT UP!" I slammed him up against the wall, constricting his neck with my hand, I was too strong for Goten and he was too tired to resist. I felt my eyes welling up, the only sign of my humanity since I had become this monster.
- - - - -
I was too late to do anything, not that I would want to help him. I felt a great power rise, the Z-Fighters had given all their remaining power to Gohan who sent Broly souring into space and into the sun.
I turned my head towards the location and I felt earth's saviour use up his last bit of energy, they did what they could, sacrificing themselves for the cause, indeed I'd have no one, not a soul would know me for what I was, only for what I did.
I felt it then, the impact of Broly on the Sun, the death of the Saiyan and the death of the link. He winced in pain, bending forward, feeling the body of Goten in front of him, his hand still clamped around the throat of the dying friend.
"Goten!"
I screamed loud and dropped the poor boy, he limply fell to the floor, his ki not showing to Trunks, his vitals barely there. "GOTEN!!!!" I screamed, pulling him onto his back and trying to shake him awake. "Please! Goten! Stop playing around, I'm back!"
I could only drop to the floor and pull him up, the limp body fell into my arms as I closed my eyes.
I did this... It's all my fault...
Everything is dark now, even the cities that remain are scarred and charred from what I've done, what I've become, or should I say became, because I'm not that guy now, I've broken free, I can think for myself again, the chains have been let loose.
I don't think he can even bare to look at me now, I have blood on my hands, I don't blame him one bit. Even with Broly gone, the pain remains, I always felt it deep down, but now I have to deal with it so much more, now its personal, because now I'm not being controlled, I'm no longer the puppet, its not him they hate, its me.
- - - - -
"Goten! Get out of my way!" I remember it all so clearly, it wasn't me talking, at least it wasn't what I wanted to say - he did it, Broly, he made me say it with that god d**n bite, that marking.
"No Trunks, I won't let you do this, you're not being yourself!" The younger boy responded, calm cooling eyes trying their hardest to break the fire that seemed to fuel Trunks'.
If anything I felt meant anything I'd have been breaking down crying there and then, but on the outside I had to watch, literally forced to watch me continue my destructive path as I powered up and fired a merciless Ki blast into the undefended son of Goku.
"Sweet dreams Goten." The words coming out of my mouth being enough for me to want to puke.
- - - - -
I didn't kill them all, Broly took care of most, the mark gave me a lot of power, enough to outclass my father, Goku and Gohan, but even so with the last remnants of my will I managed to hold back, I gave to them the one gift I could, one last chance.
They took it, seeing my stalling ability to kill them, the ones deep down I loved and looked up to, they escaped long before the mark truely took over, it was the only thing that saved this world. Broly was disposed of, I think, I don't know how, I don't know when, but that link, that imprisonment, it left me.
- - - - -
"You just don't get it, do you, Goten? I found power beyond you guys, you were holding me back! Broly unleashed my potential! Haha! Isn't that great?" I was like this not long after that event on the lookout, where it all started to kick off big time, I was a complete not a very nice person.
"No Trunks, he's got inside your head, Piccolo heard his voice inside yours, I know you're in there really, this isn't you!"
I remember feeling his fear, he was so scared and so was I. My best friend was cowering on the floor, bleeding and battered, all because of me. He was the only one not fighting against Broly, all Goten seemed to want was me back to normal, I just wish I could have done more.
"No Trunks! Trunks! Please! I know you can hear me! You can do it Trunks! Don't let hi-"
"SHUT UP!" I slammed him up against the wall, constricting his neck with my hand, I was too strong for Goten and he was too tired to resist. I felt my eyes welling up, the only sign of my humanity since I had become this monster.
- - - - -
I was too late to do anything, not that I would want to help him. I felt a great power rise, the Z-Fighters had given all their remaining power to Gohan who sent Broly souring into space and into the sun.
I turned my head towards the location and I felt earth's saviour use up his last bit of energy, they did what they could, sacrificing themselves for the cause, indeed I'd have no one, not a soul would know me for what I was, only for what I did.
I felt it then, the impact of Broly on the Sun, the death of the Saiyan and the death of the link. He winced in pain, bending forward, feeling the body of Goten in front of him, his hand still clamped around the throat of the dying friend.
"Goten!"
I screamed loud and dropped the poor boy, he limply fell to the floor, his ki not showing to Trunks, his vitals barely there. "GOTEN!!!!" I screamed, pulling him onto his back and trying to shake him awake. "Please! Goten! Stop playing around, I'm back!"
I could only drop to the floor and pull him up, the limp body fell into my arms as I closed my eyes.
I did this... It's all my fault...