I want to thank everyone for the comments! You are awesome. I am full of energy again! I hope that the part will be good. I am very confident. It was a hurdle to write Part 6. My new idea has already been written down, everything is going great. So now I'm going to do it!


Enjoy!






Hissing heaven and hell


Chapter 2, Act Two: Wake Up!






It was ... like an inspiration, a whispering voice in my head. More a different being than me.


Like an order from afar, so unmistakable that resistance was impossible. It wasn't even worth considering. ... I would have surrendered back then ...




“Hey wake up!” Goten waved his hands in front of my frozen face. Tried to bring life to my widened eyes again. "I ... Tikki ... said ..." I whispered breathlessly.


I couldn't believe it as if someone else had put the words in my mouth.Bra jumped awkwardly on my lap, looking at me questioningly with her big blue eyes, the way Tikki used to concern me ... when did she look at me like that? I ... I couldn't remember.


“Why did you call me Tikki?” I didn't know. I didn't know anything, only that something was wrong. Wrong ... I looked at the little whirlwind in front of me. The hazel eyes, the dark hair, almost black as ebony ... I slowly reached out my hand, put my right hand on her head, as I always did when she sat on my lap ... Tikki ... ..




I jerked my hand back as if I'd been burned. I would have stretched my hand too far into the crackling fire. Bra still looked at me blankly. Bra. Definitely Bra!


Then I started laughing. I just giggled to myself. At that time I was sure to go crazy, to lose my mind, to relate to reality. I didn't trust the people sitting in front of me, neither the trees nor the stone on which I was seated.I even wondered if I even existed ... the only thing that was clear to me: I doubted. And I had every reason to! Where was the sun that was responsible for blossoms and trees that made the lake shimmer in all colors, how could it be that people simply disappeared and were just as easily replaced ... as if they were worthless. I curl up as if in pain, weakly I heard Bra cry out in shock, but everything was like thick cotton wool that didn't let anything get through to me. Neither the voice of the drink that shook me, nor the startled shouts of Bras.






Dark .... and damp. And so cold ... I slowly opened my eyes, it was hard as if they were sticky. I hardly saw anything ... just ... darkness. I heard footsteps. Light steps, shuffling and weak.


Clattering like tap dancers' shoes ... I smiled, Josh was once in tap dancer - had a fever, he had danced through the long corridors all day, how we laughed ...

"Sure you did ..." A soft voice. As rough as an old man's and yet wonderfully melodic ... I opened my eyes again, it was easier than last time, and I even saw something ...


Blurry splashes of color, running into each other, dancing and floating around each other ... and ... there was a shadow, dark and threatening, it rose up in front of me, grew out of nowhere. I could make out its outline as I opened my eyes determinedly to see more ...


I tasted hard plastic in my mouth, a respirator ..... my .. body it hurt so much when I tried to turn to see more ... like waking up from a long sleep ....




The splashes of color flowed into shapes and forms, I opened my eyes wider ... Oh God ... they were all here! Horrified, my gaze wandered back and forth between Trunks and Bra. Tubing kept their bodies alive, eyes closed, chests rising and falling faintly.

Somehow I managed ... to turn easily. Around me ... They were all arranged around me ... why?


"Don't worry, dear ... you have to sleep now, believe me it's better there ... than here, where cold and cruelty reign ..."


..... Today I know that he was right, but then ......


The hissing sound of an open valve reached my ear. I saw small bubbles rising in the blue liquid .... The colors blurred again ... the ... gas ... was .... so ...... quietly ... emitted ..... ... I ... couldn't ... do anything ... do ........






As if with glowing needles, the brightness stabbed my eyes. There ... was Trunks no Tylor`s face ..


I raised my trembling hand to his face. Moved my lips.


"I can't understand what she's saying .." He leaned closer to me. His hair brushed my forehead, since when did Tylor have such long hair? ..... Anyway .... I moved my lips again, I whispered very softly so that only he could understand, although I know today he understood him Doesn't make sense ...

"That ... isn't really ..."


Then the darkness that was as deep as my despair envelops me ..... it was as if I no longer existed, I no longer felt ... the last thing I saw ... were the leaves.


They many from the trees, rotting incredibly quickly, as if the sentence that had barely passed my dry lips had their judgment. A judgment that I had announced that could not be reversed, that was valid.


I also saw Bra's frightened face, she screamed .... Why is Tikki screaming?






* Furiously stamped * crap I was so confident. Somehow I don't like the part. I know I always say that, but you have your own ideas about how the act should be and then it will be completely different ..




Sorry gorilla ... but i have my firm rules ... i write every day or second depending on


A Din 4 page or a little more.

I'm at my best friend's this weekend, I can't write, but if I get a couple of clerks (hehe blackmail) then I'll push in another sequel on Friday between the stress of preparation and packing, between sweets and clearing out the video store.


So write hard if you want to read on, if not ... well ... * at a loss * then write me that in a commi and above all the reason!




CU yingyang