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The Future and Past Collide
Topic Started: Oct 13 2014, 10:03 AM (2,254 Views)
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The Future and Past Collide

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The Shadow stood in front of an elaborate Stadium within a city that he was unaware belonged to him. His raw gaze took in the surroundings that were unfamiliar to him because from where he came from there were no cities that looked like this. Methodically, he placed a capsule into a pocket within his black leather jacket. As he stood in the middle of the busied sidewalk, like a statue, his sensors scanned the area for his target. His nostrils flared to suck in the air around him to find HER scent. When he detected the familiar, sweet aroma of his flesh and blood, he tilted his head as an indication that he found what he searched for.

“I found you.” He said with a monotone voice that was as lifeless as a corpse. The civilians walked by him like he was a shadow. It was like he did not exist. This was because he didn't. He was a passing predator who lived amongst his countless victims. They did not know it yet, but every single one of them would be dead by his hands or....

“Hiya man.” A tourist, with a camera, interrupted the statue man's train of thought. He did not see the cruelty of the man who stood within the crowd like he was like any one of them. Standing next to leather jacket civilian, he was clueless. It was because he did not see the man's cold blooded eyes.

“Hey, uh could you take a picture of me in front of the stadium. It looks incredible at night, and my wife couldn't make it tonight so I want to take a picture for her. You know you got to keep up with the ladies. You know how it is right?” The tourist grinned towards the black haired gentleman who happened to be close to the stadium and alone. The Hawaiian shirt, wearing sandal man waited for a response.


There was no verbal answer from the inhuman figure.

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“If you don't want want to I can ask someone else....GACK” The man dropped dead onto the pavement. A loud crack was heard from the Hawaiian man's neck. It was snapped in the blink of an eye, and his life was taken just as quickly.

The shadowy terror did not look to his first victim who wanted a picture taken with the stadium. Systematically, the heartless fiend grabbed the man by the neck and snapped it like a twig. The manner in which the tourist's neck was broken was casual and callous. It was as if it had no importance. This was because it did not. Taking the camera, the black, spiked haired murderer crushed the piece of equipment in his hand until small plastic pieces sprinkled onto the tourist's corpse.

“You didn't say cheese.” He voiced carelessly. The futuristic terror did not smile or look down at the lifeless man he casually ended. Disrespectfully, he stepped on the dead man to further emphasize how beneath him the individual was. He was worthless like the countless victims he did not spare. Upon stepping on the corpse like he was a floor mat, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked along the city sidewalk. A yellow neon light caught the shadow's attention. The bar was his next destination. After a trip through dimensions, he owed it to himself to get a needed drink. Collectively, he walked towards it as if he were in no rush to go anywhere. He was a machine, a beast with a forgotten past and no future. His only reasoning for coming to the past was for her...

He sensed her alive and well. Ever since she was a helpless infant, he watched her in the comfort of a distance. In most cases, the one he spent countless hours following would not know he was by her. He was her shadow. A shadow that a lack of sun could not put out. A shadow that would never disappear even at night time. He had no sense of mind to understand why she traveled to the past. The only concept that remained significant, in his unstable mind, was that she could not escape him. There was no place or time she could hide from him.

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His hands pushed opened the bar door once he reached it. On his way in, he caught the stares of a group of men with long beards. The music that jammed in the background effected his mood in a negative sense.



At first glance, it looked like he was an ordinary man who visited a bar for a drink and could not harm anyone. This was until he listened to the lyrics of the song. The bartender was about to ask him what he wanted. With a an upward flick of his pointer finger, every body in the bar dropped dead. His finger sent an invisible ripple of energy that imploded their fragile hearts from the inside. Their chests burst open from the pressure within them. Their blood shot upwards from their chests like lawn sprinklers. The scent of blood intoxicated him. Seeing their deaths, made him laugh unsympathetically.

Once they were dead, he loosely maneuvered by the pile of corpses he left behind to get to what he sought after. He grabbed whatever he pleased from the bar's liquor supply. He reached for the most expensive bottle of Hennessy he found. His hand clutched the bottle. With ease, he popped the top and chugged it. The contents of the alcohol poured down his chin like a slob. He chugged half the bottle and held it to his side.

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Turning his attention to the song that continued to play, he listened to the lyrics.

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“What is love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more. I want no other, no other lover. This is our life our time. If we are together, I need you forever.” He was determined to find the man who wrote the song and torture his soul. As if the man was talking to him, the shadowy slob shouted at him. He was the only one in the bar which meant none of the corpses could respond to his insane, sporadic behavior.

“What does this FUCKER KNOW? HUH?” He took another swig of his bottle and glanced down at the corpses as if they could talk back to him. His bottled hand pointed at the jukebox to the corpses around him because he wanted them to listen to his rant.

“What the fuck do you know? You're in that music box like a bitch. Fight me mother fucker. I'm right here if you want a piece of me. I am the mother fucking android terror. Who the fucks are you? M I Right?” He laughed maniacally. A second prior to his laughter he was livid at the man who sung the song. The mood change could have been noted by those who saw it, but for him it was normal. It was his norm. His mood swing was natural to his sense of being. Unable to control himself, his laughter was silenced by a violent roar.

“SHUT YOUR FACE! That's right you don't know NOTHING! PIECE OF SHIT!” He kicked the jukebox which changed the song to one that was more favorable. Taking another chug of the bottle, he walked out of the bar to get to his target. He exited the corpse infested bar with a song that explained their deaths and what was yet to come perfectly.



The future shadow, who did not belong, had left his mark and was here to stay.....


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The teen was still peacefully asleep in her bed, at this time of night. But her dreams were alive within her mind. And already beginning to cause her grief. All she had been doing was walking through the streets of a city, likely her father's. It was silent. There were no background noises padding the inside of this dream. But it all felt so much like a movie to her. The only sound she knew for sure was around was the sound of her own footsteps. Or at least, that's what she hoped they were. In her dream, Anju placed her hands on her hips. She was still dressed up in her uniform, even during this strange dream sequence. Despite the silence, she couldn't place why. Then again, for the most part, she'd only been looking at the buildings, which still shined brightly. As though every light, in every building were on all at once. Even the stadium, which she could see in the distance was still well lit. She didn't get it. How could the city she lived in, full of life, not sound like it was full of life? Her eyes finally hit the pavement then.

And that was when she figured it all out. It started out with an arm at first, which most certainly connected to a body of a person. Just laying there. No blood, no wounds to be seen. "Well, that explains that guy." She finally broke the silence, wishing she hadn't. Cautiously, she proceeded forward. And two more bodies appeared. She took a short breath then, and felt her stomach churn. With each few steps it was as though she was walking further into zombie move. Or some form of disaster movie. Each few steps only brought more bodies in plain view, and some hidden from view. Stuffed into alley way trash cans, hidden under piles of trash. She swallowed hard then, but the fear was already building inside of her. She couldn't hope to choke it down. Finally, she broke into a run. It didn't help in the slightest. The faster she ran, the worse it got. Bodies piled all around her then, hanging from poles, out of windows, in the streets she was running down. And even though she hadn't wanted to to start with, her mind was internally keeping a tally of how many bodies were around her. Her heart was pounding out of her chest hard as she slammed her back to the wall then. A squeek of shock and fear escaping her lips then.

"Okay....seriously...I need....to wake up now this is insane." She mumbled to herself. She knew at this point it was a dream. There was no denying this. None of these bodies looked familiar to her. They weren't the Los Lobos gang, that was certain. No, these were obviously civillian's. And they were all carelessly left where they fell from the looks of it. Whoever had done this cared little about who actually saw their death count. It made it insanely worse. When she felt brave enough, after shouting and begging to wake up, but to no avail, she stumbled forward. What was her mind trying to show her then? What could possibly be important enough to force her through this suffering? She forced herself through it. It had gotten so bad, that now she was actually walking on them. She flinched each time her foot slammed into the body of a dead person. An innocent dead person. Who very likely had done nothing to deserve death. She pressed onward until it had officially droven her mad. Until she hit her breaking point finally, as she covered her ears, despite knowing there wasn't any sound to begin with. Hearing the soft choke escape from her lips, a muffled sob as she tried not to let this get to her. But failing ultimately in the long run. These were things a girl her age shouldn't have had to witness or see, ever, and yet she had. She'd seen this before. But not to the same extremes.

"Please just stop it....!!" She pleaded finally, her voice shrill from the fear inside of her. "No more...!! Just no more!!! I can't take this!!!" She continued, squeezing her eyes shut tightly. Her hands were squeezing against her head so tight, it almost felt like a vice grip. Her knees were shaking, as she sobbed openly. "Just wake up please! Just let me wake up....!" She sniffled, biting her lower lip hard. But nothing stopped. She peaked open her eyes a few times, and it mattered not how much she cried or pleaded. She was stuck in this nightmare for the time being. Her vision began to blur from the tears then. She tried to wipe them away, but as her hands removed themselves from her head, and her right hand raised to swipe at her eye, something grazed her ankle, and the feeling made her blood run cold instantly. She froze, as a hand gripped onto her leg, at first, softly. But then it began to squeeze tight, and she winced at the feeling of long nails digging into them. Piercing her legs as she felt her own blood flow freely from the wounds. Her eyes, wide now, found the culprit. A body. A body that had originally been laying there, one she may have even stepped onto. The sky began to darken, as the glow from the body's eyes signaled that it was still alive. In fact, more of the corpses eyes began to glow. And more began to move. And grab at her body aggressively, as though it was her to blame for their demise.

With a shriek, she tried fighting them off, but it still didn't matter, they grabbed at her arms, her legs, and tried forcing her down. Her heart was racing now, as she struggled. But their choke hold on her torso made it difficult to breath. One had gotten up and grabbed her from behind in a choke hold. She could not longer scream, as she felt the fresh drops of both blood and now rain hit her flesh. The corpses at the bottom began to claw up her legs, inflicting fresh and gaping wounds into her thighs. Each new corpse that grabbed a hold of her effectively left their mark in the form of a long red strip of her flesh being ripped off her body. It was now that she wished she could scream. At least screaming would make her feel better about the situation. Instead, she had to deal with feeling the air gradually escape her body. And feel her lungs burn from the absence of oxygen. The rain didn't help, making her uniform that was also beginning to be torn away cling to her body uncomfortably. She felt herself sinking then. She was being absorbed by the bodies now. She no longer struggled now, as her eyes scanned for any logical way out of this. And that was when she caught sight of something. Large and black, that she couldn't make out. Whatever it was, it was talking to another version of her. One that was pissed off, and wasn't dressed in the same uniform. She watched herself, but she couldn't even hear what she was shouting about. She could hear the moaning in her ears however, of the corpses that were dragging her down.

All that she could read from her other self's lips were. "This is my ________!!! It's always been mine..."

Her eyes finally closed then, as the pouring rain was all that remained of her. Her dream was stopped shortly then by her waking up with a start. A sharp breath filled her lungs finally, as the teen woke up with a fright. She almost launched herself off of her bed, and she could feel the sweat drenching her body. The intensity of the dream surprised her physically. As she gasped for air that she didn't receive while she was dreaming. The teen glanced around, she was in her room. Safe and sound. And still in her uniform she noticed, as she pushed the sheets and blanket off of her body. She sat upright then, and breathed in deeply. But groaned suddenly, her arm wrapping around her torso now. "Oh god...." She gasped. The pain from all of the intense combat from before was finally catching up to her. The back of her head hurt so badly. And so too did her back, and her ribs as well. Her other hand instantly went to her head, as she tried to rub it out.

"Ugh....that fucker hit harder then I thought he would....stupid fucking android." She mumbled, as she swung her legs off the side of the bed then. She needed to get dressed for bed. There was no way she could possibly train and take her mind off of the dream she just had. But there was also no reason she couldn't be comfortable as she lay in her bed. Even if the chances of her getting any sleep were a moot point to her. She began to pull out her pjs from the drawer then, and striped out of her uniform as fast as she could. The material was damp, and the really wet spots clung to her body harshly. She sighed in relief at the feeling of clothing that was dry, as she slipped into her pjs. Her eyes turned then to the window, as she looked outside at the night. She wasn't sure at all if she could sleep, even if she had wanted to. "The hell do I do now...? Everyone's probably asleep...." She sighed. She really didn't want to chance that she would be bothering her parents right now. Nor did she want to bother her mentor over a silly dream. She was 16 now. She was way past the days when she could knock on his door, and beg him to let her sleep in his bed. But this dream was so intense. It knocked the wind out of her. And sent a chill down her spine.
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The breeze blew heavily throughout Gatz' "playground". A crowd was beginning to form around the body of a dead tourist. He had died not far from the stadium, which was well lit up. His cause of death was that his neck was snapped, almost perfectly. It was cold. It was calculated. Something that an android would do. Especially an unstable one. And indeed it was an unstable android who had killed the harmless android, and even worse, it was Gatz. From the future. The crowd hadn't noticed the killer, as he was quick and silent. Even if they had, it wasn't like there was anything they could do about it. There was absolutely no human that could stop the crazed android. Most martial artists wouldn't fare well against him.

It was late at night and Goten was up for causing mischief. Now that he lived on his own, he did whatever he wanted. The thought of him being able to flirt with women and fight all night had him drooling. He had found himself in Gatz' part of town and as much as he hated the android, he loved getting what he wanted. And everything that he loved was right in the heart of Gatz' haven. Arcades galore, bars, clubs... You name it, Goten would be there. It tended to pick up at night, and Goten had learned rather fast. If there's danger, fight it off, and if there's a bouncer, flash the fake to get in.

The young half-Saiyan was starting to become a mess. He never drank but it was beginning to go down that road for him. The stress of recently learning he had a half sister weighed heavily on him and the fact that his old family was torn apart devastated him to the day. There were very few people that could help him now. He made his way through the hustle and the bustle of the city, smiling as he went. Tonight's gonna be a blast! I'll finally get to beat my high score on that monkey game! I'll jump the barrels and free the princess... and then after I'm done with that, I'll find my own princess for the night. He grinned as he continued to walk.

A large blockage of people stood before him, all standing in a circle. There were quiet murmurs, and the occasional loud gasp. Frustrated that he was being held up, he began to push through the crowd. "Excuse me! Excuse me!" He bumped shoulders with a woman as he reached the front. He shot her a quick wink. Then Goten noticed what was going on. A man in a Hawaiian shirt and khakis, with a hideous pair of sandals lay there dead. Sprinkled on top was something smashed to bits, which by the look of it was a camera.

"Oh.." Goten held his breath. It was unlike him to be startled by a dead body, as he had witnessed so many before. Something about this was different though. It was gruesome, even without the blood. The smashed camera on the top was what really bothered the teen. He held his head in his hands. Oh man, what should I do? I feel awful.. He thought. The teen turned, looking back at the woman. "Emergency services are on their way, right?" She nodded at him, a grim look on her face as she turned and left. He hoped that the cops would be able to catch the perp. But he had hoped even more that somehow the man would be able to live.

The teen continued on his way. He could only hope that that one bad image wouldn't completely ruin his night. After all, he just came out to have fun. A strange silence had set over the town, and Goten attempted to shake it off. It was weird because it was usually so loud. He now found himself standing outside of a bar. They appeared to be lacking a bouncer, so Goten pressed the door open himself. What he saw next was sickening.

Bodies lay everywhere. Blood covered the walls, dripped off the ceiling, pooled on the floor. Goten turned, dry heaving at the sight. Not a single living soul was to be found, other than himself. And there was nobody to blame. Not yet anyways. He darted out of the bar, stumbling and falling as he got away. He brushed himself off as he stood up. Someone needs to know about this.. I need to know that they're safe.. The hybrid had managed to keep his thoughts focused on family even in a time like this.

Despite trying to keep as far away from Gatz and his buddy Paul as possible, he still kept tabs on the two. He had to, seeing as how they were close with his mother and half sister. A while ago, he managed to figure out that the four were living together. He had the address to the apartment and everything. Without wasting a second of his own time, he began running in that direction.

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Paul was asleep. He snored loudly. His legs and arms were sprawled on the bed. The covers from his bed were on the floor in a messy fashion which left only his boxers to keep him covered. As he slept like a giant baby, he began to dream. The judo master rarely dreamed romantically, but after what he saw Anju do that night and how beautiful she looked to him, his mind wandered to her accomplishments. In this dream, he was dressed in his black leather gear. The black jacket he wore was slightly opened to revealed his muscled chest.

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The smaller framed female approached him. Her beauty, under the starry moonlight, caused his rugged insides to flutter in ways he was not used to feeling. Despite how he towered over her, he saw how strong she was. It was maddening to him how a tiny chick like her could carry him effortlessly. It intrigued him that she was his student from the future. Perhaps it was a forbidden for him to look onto her as how she was, but he was never known to be one to follow laws. He was a rogue for a large portion of his life.

His took a step closer to her when he felt her tension that he was unaware was caused by someone else. He did not know what it was from, but instinctively he stepped to her protectively. Since the moment the red head stepped into his life, he felt like he had a goal in life. He was no longer the rogue without a future who fought from tournament to tournament to get buy. He was a man and a mentor, but a part of him wanted more.

“You did incredible tonight Anju. You really kicked that dude's ass. I'm proud of you. Shoulda known that bat of yours would do some damage.” He touched her cheek as his dream went along. When he stepped close to her, his hand ran down her slender arm in a tender manner.

The teen seemed on edge still, even as her mentor stepped closer to her, she flinched softly at his touch, her eyes glancing around cautiously. Once they were done looking around, they turned themselves back onto her mentor, a soft blush seeping across her cheeks. She looked like she was treasuring the moment just as much as her mentor was. Although there was still a sense of fear in her eyes. Even as a small smile graced her lips. "Thank you Master. I'm still pretty surprised too....I...I dunno what came over me...! But it felt so...incredible. Hearing your praise just makes it so much more worth while...." Her lips parted then, as if begging for a kiss. Her eyes too seemed to beg for the same thing, if not, something much more.

Anju's innocent way of calling him master brought a sense of pride in him. Her small phrase made him feel like he was on top of the world. To him, she was no longer his student. She was more than that to him. Not only was she his savior, but someone he wanted to be closer too.

Anju's eyes dropped to the floor then, as her hands balled into fists. She had wanted to keep the tension she was feeling a secret from her mentor. Because she honestly didn't know whether she was right or wrong about the feeling she had anyway. "Mr.Phoenix....it's just....I don't want to get you in trouble is all.." She said, her heart beginning to skip a beat as her cheeks colored a stronger pink, her pale skin beautiful in the moonlight. Her lips were still very much parted, as she stood there, waiting for his kiss patiently. Their lips were just barely touching, and she could feel the heat of his breath just on her lips when her eyes widened suddenly. And everything began to go to hell for the duo. She couldn't even scream with what had happened. Because it had happened far too fast for either of them to react.

'What's wrong? You look tense. You're safe here with me the toughest in the Universe. There ain't anyone who will get to you. You ain't got to worry about me either. They'd have to get through me and I just happen to kick asses for a living.” He looked down upon her. Seeing those innocent eyes that he now understood why Gatz was obsessed with protecting, he could not help take a taste. His lips lowered to the red head in his dream because he could not help himself. Unlike his partner, his kiss would be more tender and gentler.

The dream would suddenly get ugly in ways he could not explain. The bearded fighter would roll around the bed with his arms clenched around the pillow. The pillow would explode from the tightened pressure around it.

“Don't touch her! I'll choke ya!” The Toughest in the Universe woke up in a fit of sweat. Furiously, he death fist the wall next to him.


“Brahh!” A large hole was left behind from his unforgiving death fist. He opened his eyes to see what he had hit. It was the wall. The wall got the brunt of his attack who he thought was someone who wanted to harm Anju. His hand touched the back of his head. To him, the dream felt as real as the one he had in the past. He exhaled profoundly to relax his tension.

“Ah shit...Chi is going to kick my ass for this hole in the wall.” He would have to confess later to what he did. Getting changed in his work gear, he rose from his bed and headed to the kitchen where he would grab breakfast. A part of him was excited to see Anju especially after the dream he had. He reached the kitchen, made himself a protein shake, and then sat himself on the table. He was the first to get up or so he thought. He had no idea that Anju had come to his room earlier that morning during his dream because she too had suffered from a nightmare. If he had known, he would have enjoyed her company. His thoughts rested on how she was doing? Since she was not in the kitchen, he figured she was either asleep or dressing.

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The next to come into the kitchen was the boss man himself. The Toughest in the Universe saw how Gatz tightened his belt and he grinned because he knew why. The amount of grunts, growls, and whimpers he heard were an indication. He was not the brightest in the Universe, but it did not take a genius to know what it was from.

“Someone had a long night last night. I thought I heard some bears inside your room. I guess it was your ass making all that racket last night ey?” He took a bite out of an apple.

“You're the man.” He wanted to bump fist Gatz, but his sights rested on Anju who was the last to enter into the kitchen. She looked like she had a long night. It was due to the fact that she had kicked some tail. Gatz whispered something to Paul about him not wanting anyone going to his wife's room.

'You got it boss. I'll get some people up here. You ain't got to worry about a thing.” He commented and then brought his attention on Anju.

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“Why you up Anju? Shouldn't you teens sleep in and stuff?” He joked and tossed her an orange because she looked like she would need it. Gatz then pointed out that Anju would be patrolling the city. It caused the Toughest in the Universe to grin with pride.

“Oh damn Anju! Welcome to the big leagues. You're an official ass kicker now.” He clapped for her because Gatz had a change of heart from the night prior. She was officially part of the family business which involved ass kicking. It was either because Gatz impressed or in a pleasant mood after last night. Either way, he knew Anju would be stoked.

"I'll make sure to remind Goten that he got some ass kicking to do today too boss." He saluted him playfully.


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The present day beast lay in his king sized bed with his beauty rested alongside him. His signature, dark eyes stared down at her face as she slept peacefully against his bare chest. He took in every inch of her beauty last night literally when she submitted to him. It was the best night of his life. In the room next over, he sensed Anju was in a tranquil state as well. It could not get any better than how he had it. What was his was safe, but most importantly he had left his mark on the woman next to him. His arm wrapped around his wife's waist protectively. Her long locks spread across his abdomen.

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A devilish smirk widened on his lips when she let out a soft groan when he touched her waist. Her silky, cream skin pressed against his rugged body as if it begged him to keep her close. He exhaled mightily from flames in his heart with how she made him feel. He wanted to roar at the top of his lungs that he was the emperor of the world, yet he avoided it to let his daughter sleep. He knew his wife was sore. She was sore from how brutal he was with her the night prior, but she handled it like the strong woman that she was. The strong woman that was his. The raven haired princess handled her submission with expertise to the android terror's hungry dominance. For her, it must have felt like an eternity, but to him it was too short. He desired for it to last longer.

His head turned to look at the clock. It was seven in the morning. He snarled at his luck because it was business day as usual. After the long night he had with the general freak, he did not expect work to come in as fast as it did. He'd have to leave his territory for another day hunting down trash and exterminating them. Lightly, he brushed his wife's hair to the side which revealed a red mark that he left on her neck. It was the size of a golf ball. He chuckled to himself at how attractive it looked to him. Knowing how she was, she would scold at him for leaving a mark. He would not let her cover it though. It was not a mark to be embarrassed of. It didn't matter now because she belonged to him. She had no choice in the matter.

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He rose from the bed which caused his wife to roll onto her backside. He saw how the sheets barely covered the sensuous goddess he took for his last night. It almost caused him to go take her again even in her blissful sleep. The sight of her left him breathless. His nostrils inhaled. The scent of her and him mingled intoxicated him. He was in android heaven at how her sweet scent was now tainted with his. It was unbearable. Closing in to kiss her, his phone beeped to remind him that it was time for work. He cussed at the piece of deuce. He stopped himself from being too loud. He did not wake the sleeping beauty before him.

“You rest as much as you desire. Your beast has to work.” She did not have a choice other then to rest. After the night she had, he'd be surprised if she could walk at all. His mind raced with how mighty he felt to see her lay in his bed. He overpowered her last night in ways no one else could which forced him to remind her even in her sleeping state.

“Think about me, your beast and all the ways you became completely mine last night.” He whispered egotistically against her forehead and let his hand travel down to her abdomen where he felt warmth from what he left inside her. His black eyes trailed down her figure. He smirked again when he saw the mark he left her. Standing alongside the bed, he leaned over to her and licked the red mark on her neck in a possessive fashion. His lick was slow and definitive like an animal because that was what he was. He was a beast. After last night, she had no doubt of it. The thought of her being impregnated by him with his offspring caused him to lick the mark on her neck a second time for his daughter's sake. This lick was softer and then followed by a gentle kiss to the same area. They were both his.

He put on his black pants and his black suit. Before he left the room, he took one last glance at the sleeping beauty before he made his way to the apartment suite's kitchen. He fastened his belt in a “I'm the man fashion” when he reached the kitchen. The moment he did he heard the goof freak's remark. The android terror was too good in a mood to be pissed off at the goof freak's comment. He smirked arrogantly.

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“Damn right I am.” He responded to Paul's compliment. His hand rested on the goof freak's shoulder. He tightened his hold when Paul tried to bump fist him. The android terror was more concerned about other shit.

“I don't want anyone getting to my wife's room today.” He lowered his tone when he heard Anju walk in. His attention turned towards her. He thought she would sleep in more, but apparently something had kept her awake. He grinned at the picture of his daughter being kept awake because of her parents creating her. It was a mind fuck really.

“She will be working for me today. Ain't that right Anju?” He spoke with a more enthusiastic tone. It was obvious why he was in a good mood. He figured the best job to keep his daughter was one that was the safest. The patrolling of his city was the safest considering no shit happened without major consequences. In his city, he was king, judge, and executioner. Those who tried to mess it up were killed without question.

“I got a special job for you. You get to patrol this city and clean up the fuckers who trash it. Since you showed me last night you can do some dirty work, I expect only the best from my offspring. I want a report of everything by five. Got me? It's time you started participating in the family business which includes ass kicking of all varieties. ” He emphasized the word MY because it was the theme of the morning. After he marked his wife both internally and externally, he was soon claiming his daughter too. He tossed her a cell phone that had a secretly, built in tracking system. He was not going to let her go out without knowing where the fuck she was. Lastly, the thought of the other teen crossed his mind. He was the one who worked for him. He almost wanted to go Goten and tell him what he did last night to his mother just to piss him the fuck off like the bratty teen constantly did to the android terror. As much as he hated how the teen kid stepped up to him like he wanted a challenge, he did give the teen a TINY bit of importance. He was, after all, a part of his wife's life. He did not recognize Goten as being anything other than from his wife's side. The other half of Goten was non existent in the android terror's mind. Once his thoughts were collected, it was time to leave.

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“I'm off. I expect the both of you at my office in a couple of hours. Don't you be late either or I'll fire both your asses. Anju remind that brother of yours that he got to work today too. He ain't going to be partying and living for free. Oh and one more thing..Anju let your mom sleep. She had a long night last night. I don't want none of you bothering her. Got it?” He could not stop smirking at what traumatizing thoughts he sent to his daughter. It was too fun. Looking at he watch, he walked out of the apartment. He left the both of them to head towards is office where he ran most of his plans and business.


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The teen let out a soft sigh as she saw exactly what time it was. Morning. On top of that, her alarm just had to go off.

"It just had to be that song huh?" She said, pulling herself away from the window. From the second she had been able to wake up from her nightmare, she had stayed up watching the stars fade from the sky. While it had soothed her mind at the time, their absense only served to remind her of that dreaded dream once more. Instead, she decided to make her way out to the kitchen and greet her mentor. She slid into her slippers and walked out of her room, glancing down the long hall way that lead to her parent's room. But rather then go anywhere near the room, she went the exact opposite way, finding herself in the kitchen with a yawn announcing her entrance. She stretched as she got in there, feeling her back crack into place. "Morning." She mumbled to both her father, who appeared to be in a chipper mood, and her mentor, who was equally in a chipper mood. Her mentor bought up the subject of the fact that teens usually slept in, and Anju waved it off as she went for the sink, grabbing out a cup and getting some water. "I would've been if it weren't for the dream I had earlier. I should lay off the horror games I guess...." She mumbled, her free hands going to her head then as she pressed the rim of her glass to her lips. She took a few chugs before setting it down.

Normally, the teen, had she not lost out on sleep, would've probably complained about having to work so early in the morning. Instead, she let out another long yawn before nodding. "Guess I'll need a shower first then..." She replied. "But yeah. If you got work for me Dad, I'm not gonna argue. I'm too tired to argue to be honest..." She continued, leaning against the island. She was still dressed in her pjs. "Guess we could pick up breakfast on our way back, right Mr.Phoenix?" She asked, glancing over at her mentor with a small smile. She tried to play it off as if her nightmare wasn't still bothering her, but deep down, it really was. She gave a small sigh as she threaded her fingers through her bangs. "So what's the task of the day Dad? Also what's got you so chipper...?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. Truth be told, she expected her father to still be livid from what went down the night before. She had not only gone against his orders, but on top of that, their apartment was trashed. The city seemed to be recovering quite well, as was she. Her head still hurt slightly, but she was fairing much better then before.

"Sounds like my kind of gig. Just let me shower like I said. I've got such a god damn kink in my neck....that fucker hits harder then I do. That's saying something." She mumbled inbetween a yawn as she shuffled off to go gather her uniform and fresh under garments. She turned just in time to somehow manage to catch the phone her father had thrown her. She put it away for now and smiled, her father being in a good mood could only mean good things. But the thoughts that raced through her head as to why he was so happy today yielded little results, or at least, results that made sense. All the same, she went off to her room to gather her things. As she did, she messily combed through her short hair with her fingers, not wanting to look like a mess fresh out of the shower. She immediately went straight for the bathroom then, carrying her clothing. Her shower would not take long at all. But it was a much needed refresher for the teen as she let the warm water wash over her. Easing the aches and pains from the battle she had forced herself into. Once she was dried up and dressed, she adjusted her bow tie and ran out to meet up with her mentor. "Alright let's go!" She said. She gave her own salute then as she went straight for the door. She was already impatient in getting the task at hand done.

Anju nodded to her father then, as she tugged on her mentor's arm, trying to get him to get up and go with her. "That's if I run into him of course...I guess I could always call him after. But we gotta get going now so we can sweep the city all in one go and have time for lunch before we report back. I'm starving...." She continued, before her ears perked up at her fathers last request. "Uhm....o-okay Dad. I won't bug her. Is she okay? She's not sick is she?" Concern was clear in her voice then. Until finally it hit her, and a blush seeped across her face. "Oh I get it....sheesh...Alright fine, no one's gonna bug mom then. At least he didn't go into detail..." She mumbled, as she gave a hard tug onto her mentor's arm. "Guess we'd better get this task done and grab some grub before I faint from the thought." She shook her head, making a bee line for the door then as she began to drag her mentor out with her, whether he was ready or not. She was hell bent on getting out of the apartment and seeing exactly what the damages were. She grinned once they entered the sunshine. "Damn it's bright out...." She mumbled, using her hand to shield her eyes from the brightness. "Oh well...time to run up a tally on all the damages." She said, as she started to take her first steps out of the apartment's drive way pavement, she heard the sound of footsteps headed their way. Turning her head up, she saw her half brother Goten. "Hey great timing!" She said with a grin. "My dad was just looking for you, said you got work today. You look kinda pale, what's up?" She asked, unaware of what her half brother had just witnessed.
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Goten's eyes began to grow tired as he continued to maintain a pretty steady jog. However, compared to his initial sprint, it was nothing. He could feel the beady black dots getting heavier and heavier as he powered on. He was nearly there. The hybrid's consciousness was beginning to fade. I have to know.. I have to know tonight. Goten had always been stubborn and he insisted to himself that he would not stop for anything. With his family potentially in danger, he knew he had to see that they weren't. With his own two eyes. His two, nearly dead eyes.

He had no more than just a few more minutes of walking. His pace had slowed considerably now, it was almost zombie like. His eyes darted off to the side, noticing a nice patch of bushes. Those must be so soft. I think I'm gonna lay down.. Just for five minutes.. just to rest my eyes. Even his thoughts came out sounding slow inside of his head. Goten dragged himself over to the bushes and lowered himself onto the ground. He crawled in, being poked numerous times, and curled up in the very same way that a cat would. Before long, he drifted off.

Even while he was sleeping, he could still hear the faint sound of the large city. If he had any energy left in him, he'd be running back towards it. Moments after he passed out, he began to dream of being in the city. He was dreaming of the night that he had planned out, rather than the one that he was currently experiencing. He mashed the buttons on an old arcade machine, as a tiny sprite hopped over barrels. In no time, he was at the top and he freed the princess. "Suck it, you big fat monkey!" Goten shouted at the machinery, laughing. In reality, he mumbled incoherently and did a creepy little half chuckle.

A busty woman approached him, her small hand resting on his forearm. "Oh Goten, I always knew you had it in you.." The woman had an hourglass figure with straight blonde hair. She was a teenage fantasy. This dream was almost too perfect. By now, the real Goten was drooling onto the bushes, and his arm which he had neatly tucked under half of his head. Then, everything went awry. The seemingly perfect woman who stood before him fell to the ground. Upon examining her, he saw that her neck had snapped, just like the tourist.

As he looked around, the floor around him was covered in bodies. The tourist from before stuck out like a sore thumb, and then Goten started to realize who the other deceased people were too. They were the people from the bar. He turned to face the arcade machine, which was now emitting a bright white light. In bold, black letters it read: GAME OVER. He clutched at his chest, as he was beginning to feel like he couldn't breathe again.

"Who's doing this?! ANSWER ME! ANSWER ME NOW!" The delusional dream Goten was losing it. A deep voice could be heard, from what felt like all around him, laughing. It was the laugh of a serial killer. "This isn't funny! You've killed innocent people! WHO ARE YOU?!" As he shouted again, he heard more laughing, followed by the click of the arcade machine powering off in front of him. It turned completely black and the laughter stopped.

Goten shook awake, wiping the drool away onto his worn shirt. "Uuuugh..." He groaned, the light shining into his eyes. He felt as if he barely got any sleep at all. "What a weird dream.." He thought aloud. Collecting what he had remembered from last night, he figured out that he was supposed to be checking on his family. Without wasting a microsecond, he rose to his feet. The dream, along with seeing the dead bodies the night before, had messed him up mentally. He didn't know what to think. He wasn't even entirely sure any of it was real.

His body remained as tired as ever, as his zombie pace continued. He looked like he could be in a horror movie with his pale skin and his gait. Goten reached the driveway and as he did so, Anju and Paul were stepping out. She seemed more hyper than normal, but he didn't know enough about her to call it irregular. Either way, he felt a little bit more at ease knowing that his half sister was safe. She had brought up something he knew absolutely nothing about though. Work.

"Work..?" Goten scratched his head, knocking a leaf out from his long, messy hair. There's no way I have any work.. I don't even have a job.. What he hadn't realized is that he had previously agreed to work for Gatz. At the time, it was just something to keep up appearances for his mother. "M-mom.." His words stumbled out. "Is she.. safe?" Goten's cold eyes studied her face as he waited for an answer.

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“You got it. We'll wait and call that Goten felluh since your dad wants us to get him working. I wish I got as many days off as he did.” He joked with Anju who tried her best to act normal. It was not the usual Anju he was accustomed to seeing. It was like she was nervous or perhaps disturbed. The deep thinker type was not Paul's strong suit, but it did not take someone attentive to know when someone they cared for acted differently. The goofy judo master noticed there was something off about the tough, boss' daughter. She tried to appear as if everything was normal, but he had a sixth sense about her. It was like she told him once about him being her mentor. He might not have been the one from her time line, yet their feelings were connected. It was similar to how he had seen the boss man with his wife. The second she felt nervousness he detected it.

{Wonder what is bugging her? Must be the lack of sleep. It ain't easy taking out the punk she did last night.} He thought to himself as he waited for to come out. He cracked his knuckles as a reaction to how he felt about the situation last night. He should have done more ass kicking so Anju. This only meant he'd have to train harder. For now, he kept his cool. He shrugged the thought of her being bothered aside. His best bet was trying to get her mind off whatever bugged her. They had a long day ahead of them especially with the mess that was left outside. They had other portions of the city to check out too. What the boss man failed to mention to Anju was the lack of action there would be. Paul got stuck doing some of the patrolling sometimes, and it sucked because of how little action there was. On the plus side, he would not be alone. He'd be stuck with two teens. In actuality, he acted more like a kid than the both of them.

He waited for Anju to come back from her shower. During his wait, he picked his cell phone and called a couple of numbers. He was doing what the boss man had asked. He wanted the apartment cleaned. He also mentioned that he did not want anyone to go into Chi's room. Before Anju returned from her shower, he placed a “do not disturb” sign and stuck it on the door. He did not want an angry boss man on his hands.

“Rest well sis. You probably had a long night.” He chuckled and returned to the kitchen. Once Gatz had gone to the office and Anju returned from her shower, he took a glance. It was not a proper one. His blue eyes gazed at her upper body and then down to her legs. It was a quick look that should have gone unnoticed. She was a beaut. After last night, he could not help be smitten by her appearance and her total bad assery. She was as bad ass as the boss man except in a tinier, better looking package.

He whistled like the cartoon wolf on t.v that often did it to the ladies that came out. He wanted to get her smiling. Upon hearing her response about going, he rose from the kitchen chair and pumped his fist like he often did.

“I'm ready when you are!” He shouted with his thunderous tone, but soon covered his mouth when he remembered that Chi was asleep. The last thing he wanted was the boss man and his wife on his case. He already left a hole in the wall too. Frankly, Chi scared him more than the boss man. He shook the thought aside and followed his eager student outside where they'd go on a patrol of the city. There were already men working on fixing the damages from last night's war zone. His hands rested on his hips as he observed the scene around him.

Anju commented on how bright it was outside. He took a glance at her. The sun's rays brought out the girl's best traits. Grinning at the sight of her lovely figure, he recalled how Anju acted concerned for her mother. He wanted to make sure Anju understood what her father meant because that is what good mentors did.

“Uh, hey Anju your mom ain't sick. I'm not sure how to tell ya this, but uhm you remember that birds and bees business we talked about last night. Ya, I think your dad gave it to your mom pretty good last night you know to make you and all. Man, what a mind trip. You might be here and there. TWO ANJUS....Anyway, Before I fell asleep, I thought we were getting attacked again by some wild grizzly bear. I hate those dem bears. I checked if you were okay. Was gonna go check if your mom was okay. Your dad didn't lock the door. All I saw was his bare naked ass and then they say I'm bad? Then, went back to bed when I saw what they were doing, got up 4 hours later to pee and they were still at it. So I went to sleep woke up 2 hours later for a 3rd time because I was thirsty. You know what I heard? Them still going at it. I wanted to say GIVE IT A REST WILL YA SUM OF US WANT TO SLEEP DAMNIT. Seriously, I don't think your mom will be able to walk for at least 2 days. Don't worry though. Your mom is strong, tough lady like you. Hell, I don't blame your dad for...” He growled roughly to emphasize his point of going hard.

“I'd do the same thing if I got a chance with a sensuous woman like her...but some of us men just ain't as lucky. There ain't many women like your mom either. A rare bunch they are. I think you're the only one I've seen as tough as nails and just as ….well just as smart ass like her, but your use of profanity in the English language tops it all. Just like me a chick who can look cute, kick ass, and cuss at the same time. Don't you agree?” He winked at Anju just to tease her. He disregarded this concept of being a mentor. Since he was younger, he took a shot at making Anju laugh. It was not Gatz who went into full details. Shockingly, it was Paul.

“Shh, you didn't hear this from me.” It was then he heard a familiar voice that widened his grin. The large goof made his low, raspy voice heard.

“Hey man!” He waved his large hand at Goten. Being in a good mood because he'd have some people to help him out for once, he acted much like a kid himself except he was a tall kid with a beard. Anju told Goten what was up. Nodding at her remark, he repeated Anju to make sure Goten got the message loud and clear.

“What Anju said. Boss man is looking for ya kid. He wants your slacking ass working today. Don't worry about your mom kid. She's just fine. She had a long night so she's resting up.” He joked and then slapped the teen's upper spine in a friendly gesture. Goten was a man. He expected the teen to handle his big pat to the upper spine with no problem. It was the Toughest in the Universe's way of being kind.

“We got to go patrolling the city and kicking ass you know what I mean?' He reminded the two teens what their job was this morning.


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The Greatest Android Terror, as he referred to himself at this point in time after the night he experienced, spun on his heels in front of the door that led into his corporate building. He popped the collar on his tuxedo jacket to accentuate his mood. He pumped his fist in a Paul fashion a second before he entered into his office building. He was walking on cloud nine. He swung the door open to enter into his building. Upon entering his building, there was a noisy buzz of phones ringing and workers who scurried to their desks the moment he arrived.

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He strutted, like the beast man that he was, through the main hallway that led in between a number of cubicles. The cocky bounce in his walk was noticed by his employees who were quick to cover their heads the moment he walked in. Habitually, he would cuss out his employees to get their lazy asses to work, but not today. This morning he was in too good of a mood to care about the issues that constantly occurred within his City. His sights set on his office where he wanted to be alone and day dream about the night he shared. A smirk spread across his lips. He was close to reaching his office, but of course there was always that one person who wanted to ruin his day.

The secretary rushed to the boss with a drawing her hand.

“Uh, good morning sir. The phones are ringing off the hook today. I think you should really take a look at this drawing we got last night. There have been reports...” She hurried alongside Gatz to keep up with his pace.


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Gatz continued to walk straight to his office despite how concerned his annoying secretary sounded. She followed him to get his attention. It was probably another one of those crazy freaks who wanted Zeni for giving intelligence on stupid shit. He was tempted to fire her ass, but he was in too good of a mood. He took the paper from her hand, crushed it, and tossed it into the waste basket like it was of no importance.

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“I don't give two fucks. Handle your business. It's what I pay you for right.” He voiced with conviction.

The secretary looked baffled when her boss tossed the paper into the trash. He was in an odd mood this morning. From the time she had started working at the corporation, she had not seen him in a playful manner. The curious secretary noticed that Chichi was not with Gatz. They tended to enter into the building at the same time. The politer and more approachable of the couple would have tended to the secretary's issue The problem at hand was serious especially because it concerned a rise in death toll. What she had known from Mrs. Gatz was that she took the concerns of the people more serious than the boss. Deciding to change the subject, she asked her boss where his wife was.

“Where is Mrs. Gatz?” She asked in a caring tone
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Gatz stopped when the secretary got in his business. He was tempted to send her packing, but he was too elated to be as cruel as he always was.

“Bonnie right?” He tried to remember what his secretary's name was. Successfully, he got her name right because of how irritating she could be. It was not a great trait to be remembered by the android because it usually meant that person drove his patience more than one time.

Bonnie nodded and was surprised that the boss remembered her name.

Gatz answered her question and then some.

“She took a personal day off. Now, you see all those phones that are ringing. I suggest you take care of that since it's what I hired your ass to do. I'm going to be in my office handling some important business. I don't want you bothering me. Got it? Get it? Good.” He waved her concern aside and headed towards his office. As soon as he reached his office, he shut the door behind him and dove forward to sit on his comfy, wheeled, and leather desk chair. He set his phone on the desk first. Then he placed his feet on the desk as if he were watching t.v There was no work to be done for him today. He could not work after the night he had. He exhaled profoundly wrapped his hands behind his head because he was finally at peace to take care of his personal business. This business involved the heavy thinking of day dreaming.

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He thought about last night and specifically the hot one he shared with his wife. He covered his face with his hand sheepishly. There was no one in his luxurious office to bother him so he could do so freely. In privacy, he was able to let loose how he felt on the inside. The smirk, that was his trademark, had become a widened grin. He grinned and laughed to himself about the feelings that were evoked inside of him. It was like he was a brand new man....beast. For a moment, he wanted to thank his creator for making him the fucking beast, but he didn't know his or her name. He didn't care to find out either. With his hands behind his head and his feet on the desk, he felt on top of the world. He never felt as superior as he did today.

His dark eyes rested on the phone in front of him. He was tempted to call the woman who was behind his mysterious need to smile. This sudden need caused him to set his feet on floor and touched the screen on his phone. His finger touched his wife's face as he prepared to call her. Before he continued, he stopped himself because of how long the night had been for her. She looked both exhausted and in pain when he left her that morning.

“She had a long night. Can't blame her for being tired. She's probably still sleeping. I'll let her rest.” He chuckled arrogantly. He would get her something special, but first thing was first. There were other matters that needed tending. Rather then calling his girl, he pulled out a piece of paper that had a sketch of a bat on it. He set it on the table. His eyes scanned the bat's design. After what his daughter did to the freak last night, it was obvious the bat she wielded was a piece of shit. She required a new one. It had to be a better one. There was only one person he knew who could design a bat that would suit his offspring's needs.

He pressed a couple of buttons and then rested the phone against his ear.

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“It's me freak.” This was his greeting to the person on the other line who asked “Morning, who is it?”

“Hey, don't hang up freak. You owe me for sparing your ass back when I was in the BBA. I should stuck that firecracker up your ass and sent you flying to the fucking moon.” He heard the worried tone of the man on the other line.

“Good, I'm glad that jarred your memory. I thought I'd have to go over there and punch your face a couple of times.” He said in a warning tone because what he wanted was vital.

“Can you still build shit or have you become useless?” He asked because he was not certain what the man on the other line had been up to throughout the last couple of years. The response he got was exactly what he wanted to hear. The man on the other line asked what the android terror wanted.

“What I want is a custom, made bat. You think you can handle that or should I kill you?” He heard the man on the other line question why he wanted a bat out of everything he could make. The nosy freak on the other line was being a smart ass.

“Fuck no. It's not for baseball. What it's for is none of your fucking business. Stop being a smart ass and make it before I stick that fire cracker up your ass. I'll pay you as soon as I see that it isn't second rate. It better be the fucking best or I'll choke you out got it? Oh..on second thought make it two special order bats. “ The man agreed to it because he knew messing with the notorious, android terror was not in his best interest. After the android terror got the response he needed, he hung up the phone. The man on the other line continued to talk as if he wanted to have a friendly conversation, but was mistaken when he was cut off.

“Well that's taken care of.” He stuffed the drawing back in his pocket.

“Now where was I?” He asked to remind himself of what he had been doing before he made a special request on the phone.

“Oh yeah, I was just thinking about the best night of my fucking life.” His thoughts replayed the scenes from last night. Once again, he grinned in a way that most would never see him do. It was a full blown smile that revealed the white teeth that he had, yet no one knew of. The more he thought about the previous night the more need he had to get something special for the woman who was the reason behind his smile.

His finger touched his phone for a third time. Dialing a couple of numbers, he then placed the phone by his ear.

“This is Gatz. I want the finest chocolates you have delivered to this address. They better be the fucking best understand me? If they aren't, I'll destroy you.” He said to the other person on the line who was well aware that Gatz was the owner of the city. The person on the opposite line's voice sounded shaky, yet flattered that the richest man in the city wanted their business.

“Do you want it to say anything?” The individual on the opposite line had.

Gatz spun on his chair when the man asked if he wanted the chocolates to have a card with a special note on the side. His hand rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“Ya, I do. I want it to say.. You belong to me..” He said it in a husky tone as if it were romantic to him, but to most normal folks it was both obsessive and haunting. He smiled as he said it because it meant a lot to him. After his wife's submission to him, his territorial tendencies intensified to newer levels that those around him neither could not or did not want to comprehend. They could not comprehend because they were nothing like the android terror. They did not act like him or think like him. There was nothing more romantic he could say in his mind.

The chocolate specialist's eyes widened at the message on the opposite line.

{Creepy... feel bad for the Misses...} The man thought to himself at Gatz's request. It was such a strange thing to want written, but he did not question it.

“Alright, sir we will have it delivered within the hour. It was a pleasure doing busin....” He was hung up on.


Gatz rested his phone on the table and leaned back on his leather chair. His mind returned to the night he shared with Chichi. They were one. Despite how rough he was with her last night, he cherished every second of it. It was perfection. Her soft skin, her adorable sounds, and the submission was the ultimate prize for him. For some reason, the lingering thought of Goten came to his mind along with it. The teen freak was constantly on his case. He was not one to express his deepest feelings about anyone to anyone because of his rugged exterior. He put that notion aside. His thoughts came to the surface as if Goten were right in front of him.

Gatz was unaware that as he gave his speech the true nature of his darkness lurked elsewhere. As he talked to himself, a shadowy figure walked through the streets as a metaphorical representation of what Gatz meant.

Before Gatz spoke, he pounded his chest like a gorilla.

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“Your mother, who is now MY girl, makes me feel like I can do anything. Look at this shit. Look at this grand empire I've built because of her...for her so that this world can be peaceful so your ass can go to bars, drink, pick up ugly chicks, and do whatever the fuck you want. This is fate kid. There are no such things as coincidences. It either belongs or it doesn't. We were together in the future and together here too. You want to know why? It's obvious ain't it? In the future, your father was the first to perish, then your brother, and you...you didn't even exist. Even through her worst hell that I can only imagine broke her tender heart, she found me. I found her. We found one another. Why? Fate. We are together here again. Fate. You're too fucking blind with your hatred for me and your desire for your old family to be together to notice how it wasn't meant to be. Hate me all you want. I enjoy hatred. It empowers me. I bet you if you separated us both on opposite sides of the Universe, we would still fucking find one another just to piss you off. She makes me want to be good. She is my fucking heart because without her I wouldn't have one. I'd choke people for the fun of it if she was not around. It's survival of the fittest. The strong survive and the weak...just die.” His tone lowered because it was true. He was clueless that his point was driven further than he expected.

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The Future Shadow slammed a teenager into the alley way wall. His forearm pressed into the slender teen's adam's apple. The teen's feet dangled.

“Where is she?” The chilling, lifeless eyed man asked through clenched teeth.


The teenager kicked his feet when he was lifted off the floor. He did not know what the mad man wanted. Being in the alley way, his yells for help could not be heard. They were unanswered.

“W-where is w-who? I-I don't know w-who y-your looking f-for man. J-just take my w-wallet p-please don't hurt me.” The boy began to cry.

The present beast continued to talk as if Goten were in front of him.

“I'd become that android terror that people had chills running down their spine when they saw me. They'd fall on their knees begging for me to spare their worthless lives, but their pleads would go unheard as I choke the life out of them without knowing it..because all I am is a cold hearted monster. Then you'd have a real reason to HATE me. This world would be nothing, but my slaughtering play ground if I didn't have her. You..everything in this world would be in a nightmare you couldn't wake up from. You'd cry yourself to sleep wondering if you would be next to be brutally massacred. If you could only see her face last night and how she begged for me, if you could only see how she makes me smile, but no I would never fucking show you or anyone....and now that makes two people that do that to me.” He smirked callously at his words. Despite how cold his words sounded, he had passion in his eyes that were an indication that he was not all machine. What he said was real. What he felt was real.

The futuristic beast stared at the teen with lifeless eyes that were not like the one's the present beast had.

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“You mean you don't know where she is? How can you not know where she is?” He rambled on incoherently. Casually, he kept the boy held against the wall with just his forearm. He continued to ask as if it was a no brainer for the teenager to know who he was talking about. The future beast failed to mention her name, but he had no sense of mind to consider that he forgot to say her name. Seeing the tears stream down the boy's face, he laughed menacingly.

“Shh, it's alright no need to cry wuss. My mistake. Such a silly mistake for me to make you know? I thought you knew where she was.” He took a swig of the Hennessy bottle that he still had in his free hand. It was just another day for the shadow. As the boy begged, he blew the smell of alcohol into the teen's face. The boy coughed at the potent stench. He tilted his head and narrowed his eyes when the boy offered him his wallet. The wallet seemed to get his attention until a mood swing kicked in. His laughter turned into a demonic rage.

“TELL ME WHERE SHE IS !” He roared. He began to choke the boy with his forearm. His eyes glared straight into the boy's lifeless ones. The strength of his forearm cracked the boy's neck before he could get an answer. Without realizing it, the boy was dead before he got a reply. There was another corpse added to his lengthy list. The boy was of no use to him anymore. He dropped the lifeless teenager and picked up the wallet that the boy used to bribe the future shadow. Looking at it for a long second, he opened it to see that there were was some Zeni. He looked back down at he dead boy with a smug expression on his face. Turning the wallet, he disrespectfully dumped all of the zeni onto the corpse of the boy because Zeni was as useless as the he was. After the careless murder, the future shadow took another swig of the bottle and walked away as if nothing happened.


The present Gatz spoke with power in his tone because he was dead set on making everyone know his wrath.

“I rid this world of its trash and scum. I get my hands dirty for their future...and in a strange fucking way YOUR future. If you didn't know who the second person I was talking about was, she is probably with your ass right now. You know the beast's red head beauty that's probably with you right now that your mom and me created. She is perfect ain't she? Ya, if you haven't noticed, she is mine too. Just like your mother, you will come to see they need me like I need them. So get fucking used to me being around because I ain't going anywhere. This is a statement to you and the world so you finally get it through your skull. You fuck with what is mine and I turn this world into a graveyard.” He slammed his hand on the table as a PERIOD to the end of his statement. There was no need to punch the table because his words had already come to pass without him realizing it. Once he was talking to the invisible Goten, he leaned back in his chair and went back to his day dream of last night. A genuine smile spread on his lips.

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As they walked, her mentor mentioned something that he had brought up during their fight against the General Bastard of the equally Bastard Ass Army they were combating. Something about birds and bees, which she both understood as a metaphor for sexual encounters, and as a nicer way of talking about sexual encounters with teenagers or children. She looked back up at her mentor with a blush seeping across her cheeks. "I-I kinda already figured that out Mr.Phoenix..." But her words fell once more on deaf ears, just as her words when shouted right beside him were equally tuned out. He described how he came to discover her parents were making...well her, in a crazy way. Her cheeks continued to color a darker red as he just kept going, as this time she tried to tune him out, but it was really no use in the long run. Apparently though, they had gone all freaking night. The strange thing was, she hadn't even heard them when she bothered to try and go find her mentor after her mentor. Maybe she was simply too exhausted to tune in properly. Her eyes glazed over in thought then. {What the hell even was that dream about? I'm not even sure....it felt so real though....} She thought to herself, glancing down at her thighs and legs to confirm that she had no external wounds there, or at least, none to the same degree as the ones from her dream. {It literally felt like I was being torn apart...what could that mean though...? I'm already torn with this whole situation. I've been torn by this whole thing...I guess when I'm through with this whole gig, I'll have to do some research....never thought I'd have to research something as silly as my own nightmares...aren't they just figments on the imagination?} Finally, she tuned back in to her mentor. Who was complimenting her, as her blush continued to darken, she glanced over at him with a small sheepish small. "Heh....Thanks Mr.Phoenix. But I mean, I wouldn't be who I am today if it wasn't for you....as...weird as that must sound. Sure, I'm a lot like my mom too, except for the whole cussing bit. That for sure came from either you or dad. Probably dad. The badassery though? That couldn't have come from anyone but you." She complimented him back, raising her arm to flex it, and pat it with her free arm. "You molded me into the perfect ass kicking machine! 100% Pure Steel." She said, as they ran into her brother then and began to talk to him.

Anju tilted her head at her brother's reaction to what she had said. Her mentor however chose to back her up on this. "Uh...yeah? Look it's not like I know everything here...if you've got work, you've got work ya know? Trust me if it weren't for me opening my big mouth I'd still be trying to sleep." She lied, considering she hadn't slept since she woke up from her own nightmare. Her brother then asked whether or not their mother was safe. Her eyes hit the floor then. "Well....I'm not sure if you realize this Goten, but last night we were attacked here. Mom went toe to toe with some BBA Bastard. Don't worry, it wasn't for too long. I jumped in as soon as I could. But believe me, she made it in one piece regardless. She's sleeping and under my father's orders; no one is allowed to go and see her right now. Not even me." She explained, coughing into her closed fist then as she glanced away from him, a light blush seeping across her face. "An-Anyway. If you have nothing to do today, aside from work, how about joining us on our little walk through the city yeah? We've got a lot of damage to tally today." She said, groaning. "Those fucking stupid Los Lobo's bastards did a fucking number on our place, so I can't imagine what they did to the city while we dealt with the fuckers trying to flood our apartment. I'm sure there were a few who ran off and could be trolling around here right as we speak." She continued, crossing her arms until she released something was missing; her signature weapon. "Shit....that's right." She said then, a hand going to press against her fore head.

"My Bat's fucking toast..." She complained then, with a large sigh. "I just barely remember it but, somehow..." She tried to explain it, but it was a difficult concept, even for the teen who had managed to perform said concept to explain. "Somehow, I managed to fill it with my Ki right? Well...after I figured that part out, I took it a step further. Mom and my Dad pooled their own energy and sent it my way, and then, I felt....really warm you know? And after, I aimed it at that stupid motherfucker..." She continued, her voice turning ice cold as she mentioned the bastard who decided to invade their city and taunt her. "He wouldn't stop calling me a bitch right? I showed him who the real bitch was. Bastard was still intent on trying to kill me, even when he was only half the man he used to be." She gloated, her hands on her hips then with a cold smirk gracing her lips. "But yeah....in the aftermath, my bat became useless....due in part, to the top of it getting blown out by the beam that I fired from it....that thing was like a...a fully charged shot gun? I don't even know how to describe it. But man that asshole hit hard!" She complained, rubbing the back of her head. "Seriously, it's no wonder I passed the fuck out after; it wasn't cause of the energy drain, it was because of him fucking bitch slapping me into a wall! I mean seriously, who the fuck even does that? Sure, I admit, I probably deserved it, but I didn't deserve to be called a bitch three times. That's for sure." She said with a nod. "Well...I guess we'd better get going. I don't wanna get fired on my first day on the job." She continued, as she began to walk forward, both of her hands going behind her head in a very relaxed fashion. Yet, despite her casual demeanor, somehow, she felt dread fill her very soul with each step she took away from the apartment. {I really hope Mom's alright...she better be well guarded. Especially, if from the sounds of it....she's pregnant with me.}
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