Get Psycho

Get Psycho

Chapter 12: Burn baby, BURN!

Written by: Satanspinner67

Yes, beautiful was the only word, the only thought I could come up with to place upon him.....him my light, mine! And now, I would have him.

NO!!!

Not now, no, not now......but I want a taste. Could I have a taste? One, just one!!??

I see him looking at me with those eyes........so dark but at the same time brighter than anything I\'ve ever seen.....or wanted.....or needed....

He backs away from me and I see a tear tumble down his pale cheek.

I can smell the emotions running through him....the emotions in his veins, in his blood. The blood that will be mine.....my blood.....MY LIGHT!!!

I almost lunge for him, but something stops me. No! Someone stops me.

Vegeta.

\"I\'m sorry, Goku, I must go.\" I turn and look in the direction the darker one’s ki is coming from.

\"But, I will be back soon enough.\"

I leave him there, crying, vomiting, dying inside....inside...he was bleeding.

Vegeta rushed into the building as fast as he could. Each step seemed to take to long and each breath never came soon enough to give him the very strength and life that kept is legs pumping.

The prince\'s white boots slid harshly with the floor as he swung into the doorway of the kitchen. His fingers held him up on the frame as he hung his head taking long, deep breaths.

Finally, he looked up and his heart jumped in worry at what he saw.

Kakkarot was shoved into a corner, curled into a wad of human flesh surrounded by a mote of digested food and bitter tears.

He was shaking as he held himself tightly.

Vegeta made his way over to him quickly, throwing his arms around him in a secure hug. The third class glanced up at him and once again, his beautiful black eyes were drowned out in terror.

\"Kakkarot, what happened?\" There was silence. No sobs, no chattering teeth. Nothing.

Goku pushed the older Sayian away, making him slam into the opposite wall.

He then pushed himself up and stood staring on quaking legs.

\"Y-you.......it was you, V-Vegeta..........you\'re the one w-who\'s doing this....you\'re the one who h-hurt me!!\"

Vegeta stared at him perplexed.

Was his love finally loosing his mind?

The prince stood, never ng hng his eyes off his love.

\"I don\'t know what you\'re talking about! I was with your so-\"

\"NO, NO, NO!!! Y-YOU\'RE NOTHING BUT A...A F-FUCKING LIAR!!!!\"

For what seemed like an eon, the two Sayians looked at each other. Each with surprise. Each with betrayal. Each with confusion.

Vegeta blinked slowly.

\"Kakkarot, Finch must\'ve duplicated me sow. Dw. Do you even remember why we went to your son\'s house in the first place!?\" He was almost yelling at him now. How could he be acting so foolish!!??

\".........but it was you.......the eyes.......they were just as dark.......and his mouth.......\" Goku shivered at his own thoughts as his eyes rolled back in his head at the memory. He could feel himself getting dizzy from his own spinning thoughts.

Vegeta marched up to him and grabbed the Sayian at the elbows.

\"Dammit!! Don\'t be so fucking stupid, you know it wasn\'t me!!! You know I would never hurt you.!!!\"

Goku stared into those dark eyes........Yes, they were different. But not by much........not at all by much.

The younger Sayian took a breath and his body relaxed in his lovers arms as he nodded slowly.

Vegeta held him to his chest as he bent his head.

\"Now,\" The strong voice cut into the air but it was more than a comfort.

Goku glanced at him.

\"Where\'s Gohan?\"


The night was young and the air a bitter cold as it brushed his skin. He figured that was what was giving him the chills, but his heart told him it was something else...

Gohan shook his head of short raven locks. No, he had to stay calm if he wanted to find his daughter.

West Capital City came into view beneath the night clouds and he gazed down past the glowing lights and fast cars. Slowly, he lowered himself to the ground. Once his feet touched the pavement, he lowered his power and pushed his glasses a little farther up the bridge of his nose.

\"Now, where could they be?\" He whispered to himself.

Gohan began to walk down the street, bushing past all different kinds of people and creatures. The city roads where never desolate no matter what time of night or day.

This wasn\'t a good thing for the hybrid, but it wouldn\'t stop him.

The few minutes that passed seemed like a lifetime and he was starting to panic.

The pace of his walk was faster now, but no mattow fow fast he went, there was no sign of short black hair and an orange bandana or long blue locks and a red leather head band.

Tears came to his eyes and he began to run. Yes, run and scream, scream out her name.

\"PAN!! PAN WHERE ARE YOU!!!??\" His heart was slowly loosing hope......

But then he spotted something.......

There was a young girl with long aqua hair and an outfit of red. She was about the height of Bra. A smile blessed his lips and he pushed against the crowd to get to her. He would fly but if Finch was still around, he wouldn\'t want to risk being seen.

No, she was moving! She was walking away. He had to be faster, or he would lose her.

Gohan fought harder against the river of bodies as he ran after the girl.

Soon, he had followed her to a street that looked very unfamiliar. There were tall, worn buildings. And people crowded around small fire roaring from the bottom of trash cans.

Finally, he could reach her.

\"Bra!!\" He yelled out her name and the girl spun around.......but it wasn\'t her.

The face of the young lady was more aged and she had a silver ring wrapped around her lower lip. Her green eyes met Gohan\'s.

She began to approach him, her red pumps grinding into the gravel as her hips swung from side to side.

\"You lookin\' for somebody, mister?\" Her voice was welcoming and offering. Gohan blinked and took a breath.

\"Yes, I am. It\'s my daughter.....I thought you were her friend. They are both missing.\" The girl flashed him a smile and he shot his eyes to the ground.

\"Well, I doubt you\'ll find two little girls down this way, but good luck.\" She waved at him and turned away.

The demi Sayian watched her make her way to one of the small fires and he turned away as well.

With a sigh his feet began to move, but he didn\'t know where they were taking him. And he didn\'t caMaybMaybe she really was gone......

A tear fell from his ebony orb and his body began to shake softly.

He knew she was gone.

\"Awe, come on! You\'re going to give up that easily?\" The voice was mocking and stung the young male from behind.

He slid around and dread flooded over his smooth features.

The blood stained clown mask held an unmoving grin as it stood staring him in the face.

Before Gohan could even think of moving, the figure grabbed him by the hair and with the other hand covered his noisy mouth, dragging him into the dark of a neaallealleyway.

\"Shhh, I promise it wont hurt that much.\" The voice was played out in a calming but sarcastic manner.

He tossed his victim to the pavement and the young Son landed harshly, leaving him in a daze.

Gohan could tell his attacker was smiling.

\"I don\'t believe I will spend much time on you....I have more important things to do.\" The figure reached into their right pocket and Gohan could just make it out by the flickering of the dim street light above them.

A broken bike chain?

The fiend wandered teasingly over to the boy in front of him, chuckling the whole way.

\"Gag for me, I want to enjoy this.\" He lunged at the hybrid wrapping the oily tool around his throat and, yes, he did gag.

The metal cut into the soft, pampered skin and as he struggled it began to scratch him and blood fell over the dark or Gohan\'s shirt.

Soon, his movements were becoming weaker and weaker. He was falling into a sleep......not death but a sleep.

As the strong body went limp, the figure knew just what to do with him.....


I pushed his rag doll arms in after his torso and tied the bag closed with the blood chain in my hand. I had to get to my destination before the crimson at his throat made it\'s way top the bottom of the sack.

Carefully, I hosted it over my shoulder. The smell of his death was so close, I could taste it.....God, I love that smell....that taste, it was beautiful! I smiled as my boots hit the weeded sidewalk. The group of people stood together was not far up ahead.

When they saw me coming they stared, but still I didn\'t turn back.

I stood in front of their fire and glanced at the dancing flames clawing at the sides of the rusted cylinder.

They would eat him alive.

I swung the bag in front of me and held it over the flames with one hand. I dropped my luggage into the fire without a second thought.

\"I think this will help keep you warm for a while.\" I turned away and began to walk back into the darkness, to the inner part of the city.

\"Uh...thanks, man.\" I didn\'t answer the young man as he turned back to the fire holding out his hands, like I said before; I have more important things to do.

I reached into the pocket of my trench coat once more and pulled out my crumpled list, crossing off yet another name.

A familiar scream cut through the air from behind me and I smiled.

To be continued…