Coma Part 6 by SSJTrunksFan




Thanks!!!!! So it was worth writing on after all. Special praise goes to trunksisback (I don't understand how you can stand writing something nice all the time, but it's very good for self-confidence * g *)! I am very happy that you commented on the story. I've tried very hard on this part not to be overly explanatory. And now, just read, and if you have something to tell me, write it down;)




"You're not Kyoko," Trunks contradicted. "She is at home."


The young woman's gaze was filled with regret. "I thought you would react that way. But it really is me."


Trunks shook his head. She must be confused. But why did she seem so familiar, so familiar? "You must have been hit badly on the head," he muttered.


Anger flashed in her eyes. "What's that supposed to be!" She shouted angrily. "Don't you recognize me?Do you let your eyes fool you? What the fuck is your heart saying? "


Trunks backed away. He didn't want that, he wanted her to go. He was afraid. If that girl was Kyoko, who was it at Capsule Corporation, with her parents and friends? But the realization was there. That was Kyoko. The look on her face, the way she cocked her head reproachfully, the way she put her hands on her hips and threw her head back. It was her. However she got that face, it had to be her.


Trembling he said: "Yes. You are Kyoko. But ..." He got no further. Relieved, she threw herself into his arms. He felt that she was trembling with joy and knew that she was crying. Emotional and spirited as always, he thought. Then the image of this other woman with Kyoko's face appeared in his mind's eye and he became uncomfortable.


"What happened?" He asked restlessly. Kyoko looked at him sadly.She touched his forehead gently with her fingertips.


"Realize," she whispered. Trunks felt her mind open to him. The dark man, the prison of light, all his wife's memories sped past him at breathtaking speed. When Kyoko blew up her prison, he screamed and jerked his head back. Even in memory, the power unleashed at that moment was huge enough to throw him away. Trunks stumbled back a few steps. Kyoko grabbed his arm worriedly. "Everything OK?"


Trunks nodded dazedly. "It was just ... this huge energy ... and that was just a memory. Did the other survive?"


She nodded slowly. Maybe I should tell you the rest. That was just a little too intense. Aaaaaalso: The Dark Kaioshin and I traveled with our astral bodies to the Lord of the Underworld. The old pig! "Trunks winced at this outburst." Sorry, "she smiled." Well, this guy picks up the pretty bodies of young dead women.Just to look at, he said ... but I have even more confidence in that. In any case, he gave me one of these bodies as a container for my soul. So I am now a deceased. I just hope I don't meet anyone who knew me. "


"It's macabre," remarked Trunks, astonished. She nodded seriously. If the situation wasn't so serious ... "She shuddered.


"But you don't look bad that way, either," Trunks said to cheer her up. That failed.


"I want my old body back! I have to have it back!", Kyoko shouted desperately.


Trunks raised his hands soothingly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to downplay the problem ..."


"It's okay," said Kyoko and took a deep breath. "You couldn't have known that."


He nodded. "What was this spell about? The 'travelers'? That sounds strange ..."


Kyoko laughed when she noticed Trunks' confused expression. "The 'traveler' in my spell didn't mean me," she explained.



Author's note: "Power of infinite eternity! The traveler calls you to escape her prison. Let me receive your power! Let me feel your magic! The planetary spirits line up! Good and bad merge! And so ... blows up." pure magic all barriers! "Kyoko's magic to free yourself and the DK from Kaori's prison.




Confused, Trunks looked at his wife's face. "Who then?"


She smiled hesitantly. "Well ... there was someone else ..." She stroked her stomach gently and Trunks understood.


"And it will be a girl?" He asked, unsure if she meant what he was thinking.


"Yes," she said, relieved, and hugged Trunks deeply. He felt an insane need to kiss her now, but ... her lips and her hair, her eyes ... he couldn't kiss a stranger's face, even if Kyoko's soul was inside her.


"Trunks ... you are going to be a father," Kyoko said happily.


"But if I got that right, she's still in Kaori's stomach right now, isn't it?"

A worry line creased Kyoko's forehead. "Unfortunately that's true. She doesn't even know."


"Couldn't she feel it?" Trunks asked, slightly confused.


She shook her head. It seemed strange to her. Normally her hair would have flown around. And now ... nothing. She pushed that uncomfortable thought aside.


"Kaori cannot feel the love the little one feels for her mother. She lost it when she developed this hatred for me. And the baby's aura is still too different to feel it."


"That's right ... otherwise I would have noticed it for sure," Trunks recognized. He massaged his temples thoughtfully. "It's getting over my head," he admitted. "That magic ... if I had known where it was going ..."


"Don't say something like that!" Said Kyoko quickly. “The only thing that gives me the strength to get through all this is you.” She gently stroked his arm and snuggled up against him.She had missed that for so long. "If you ... turn away from me now, I'll die of grief. Don't leave me ..."


Startled, Trunks took her face in his hands and lifted her head so high that he could look into her eyes. Oh god why were they blue Couldn't they be green? Why ... Trunks forced himself with tremendous willpower to say what he wanted to say and shake off those thoughts.


"Kyoko, I love you. I will always love you. You know that. But, this magic ... is beyond my understanding. I do not understand it. I do not understand its range. And that ... that is that which scares me. "He added with a wink. "And you know I'm not afraid of anything else."


Kyoko had to laugh softly. "Yes, my great ... strong ... invincible hero."


"Let's go. We still have to drive a ghost out of a beautiful body," he said. Smiling, Kyoko hooked up to Trunks and together they flew off to the Capsule Corporation.



"How touching," said the Dark Kaioshin into the eerie silence. With a tiny effort of his mind, he extinguished the crystal ball and rose from his chair.


"Dear Kyoko ... you will never defeat Kaori. Hate is her strength. How do you want to destroy it? Love can die. But hate ... burns forever and even increases over time. What a pity for you .. . And me too. But while you close yourself to the knowledge that this girl will seal your doom, I see the course of fate and hold a back door for me. A big difference ... "




Kaori straightened up to full height. A dark aura played around her face, invisible to those who had no access to the astral plane. But Kyoko felt the flare-up of hatred, just as Kaori had felt her radiant white aura, which was now moving quickly in her direction.


Her gaze twitched restlessly over the company sitting in the living room.It was no good if her identity was revealed now. But what should she do? Kyoko would break any barrier. She needed a different plan. And there it was, a little hidden and immature, but ready for action. Kaori twisted her sister's lips in a big grin as she realized the malice of what she was doing. Delighted, she spins the magic that would stop Kyoko ...




The couple sat down noiselessly on the grass. The domed door was locked when Kyoko tried to open it. Before Trunks could use his "universal key", Kyoko spoke a word in a strange language and it slid open with a low whirring noise. The building seemed deserted. The rooms were completely silent, no breeze seemed to move. They made their way towards the living room.


Icy showers ran down Kyoko's back. Something about the atmosphere set her alarm bells ringing.She clung to Trunks' arm, trembling, and cursed her cowardice (But, how do you say, it's better to be poor than arm. Everyone: * irritated look * Me: * shrug * I just remembered * g *).


Wedged into each other like this, Trunks and Kyoko turned the next corner and found the reason for the icy silence ... Ice.


Somehow Kaori had turned all people, Saiyajins, Namekians (Piccolo was added a little later) etc. into ice sculptures. In the living room, Bulma, with tears of ice on her cheek, stood and sat in detail and absolutely true to life, Son-Gohan, reading secretly under the table, Son-Goku, eating ice cream tarts, Piccolo, frowning angrily, Son-Goths, yawning bored , Videl, combing Pan's hair and of course Pan, who resisted vigorously.


Kyoko took a breath away. She knew the magic that turned living things into ice. They felt, saw, heard everything, but couldn't move. And when they started to melt ... they would have to endure the pain without being able to fight back.

"So cruel ... how can she be so cruel ..." Kyoko whispered, stunned.


"What happened here?" Trunks asked.


"Kaori turned them all into ice ..."


Trunks didn't answer. He had known. He knew they were ice cream. But there is a difference between believing that you know something and having someone who ought to know confirms it.


"Can ..." Trunks felt how difficult it was to speak. He struggled to overcome his disgust and keep talking. "Can we turn her back ... Kyoko ... can you turn her back?"


She shook her head, crying.


"No. Only Kaori can do that because she also cast the curse. I can only do one thing for her. Go back a little ..."


Trunks backed away a little. Kyoko raised her hands and