Pig\'s Blood on my Runway

Hello again....sorry it's been so long, but like I said before, my computer's a bitch. Anywayz, here's chapter 4, enjoy!!! ^__^*

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Heart pounding, the eye candy he had found didn't seem to come fast enough. As quickly as he could he was next to his weapons.
Trunks pushed back the toolbox lid and gaxed in on the neglegted, rusty nic-nacs inside.
There was a hammer, screw driver, wrench, some duct tape, and a box of nails. Then he glanced over to the ammonia. A maid must have left it while cleaning the basement.
The thunder of footsteps down the stairs made him jump. Bitting his lip he thought quickly.

That stupid, fucking boy! How dare he hit him like that. Goku was so angry, his vision began to blur before him.
Butworrworries, the little son of a bitch would pay soon.
Without a second though, the sayian darted to the door and threw it open before marchign down the stairs, slamming his feet into the cool cement with each step.
Finally, he was at the bottom...........but where was the boy?
His ebony eyes wandered the room many times, but still, he found not a trass of what he was after.
He bared his teeth and growled to himself. That little pice of trash couldn't hide himself forever. He was bleeding, and soon, when there was enough spilling down his chest, Goku woudl smell it.
Silently the hero stepped forward.
"You can't hide for long, you little faggot!" His voice echoed back in his own ears.
Suddeny there was a smell, that sent he had been waiting for. Goku tried to spin around but something was holding him back.
He glanced over his shoulder to see Trunks there, grasping on to him with all his might and....
Was there something in his hand?
Yes, it was a rag, a damp one. And in seconds in was over the older man's mouth. A horrible stench of starel sadation came over him and his eye lids soon felt a litle heavier and his body weaker.
He slid into the black world closing in around him as was lose to it's spell.

"Too bad for you, I wasn't planning to hide for long." Sneared the demi-sayian as he glared at the unconcious hero. He crossed his arms and stood for a moment, knowign that his victum wasn't dead but was going to be out for a while.
His crystal blue orbs for a pleasing site.
Stretched out on the oppisite side of the basement was a large table. From what Trunks rememebred, it was mostly used for experiments on large animals before his grandparents put together the labrotory up stairs.
He strolled over to it and stuck otu a curious finger, wiping some dust from it's crimson surface.
Yes, it would be perfect.
He turned on his heel and stalked back to Goku. Carefully, he picked the man up and swung him over his shoulder and a shiver of pain pierced his spine. It had been too long since he had trained.
Clenc his his teeth, he watled over to the tabled and tossed the over grown sayian onto it harshly.
He could tell Goku was begining to stir, which ment it was time to work fast.
The boy walked back over to his toolbox and posin. Without hast, he picked them both up and made his way back to the table.
Dropping the contents in his arms onto the wood, he let out a huff before getting to work.

Goku blinked many times beforeningning his eyes slowly. The hard, glaring light hanging above him flooded his vision and he winced slightly.
Where was he?
What had happened?
He closed his eyes once more and memories flashed back into his mind.
'The boy he did something to me...what's going on?'
He began to look around and soon his eyes for the target.
Trunks sitting there on thble ble next to him smiling sweetly as he watched the hero closely. Goku growled at him and tried to reach for the good for nothing.
But he was held down.
Confused he glaced aboved his hand and down to his feet. Duct tape held all four of his limbs in place. Damn, he must still be weak from whatever was on that rag, butr it would wear off soon and then this whole thing would end.
"Well, look who's awake. It's about time." The younger male hopped down from the table and began to pace next to the black haired sayian as he lay there, helpless.
"I'm sure you'll love what I have planned for you..........well, I thought it was craftly anyway."
Goku growled at him again.
"you little fucker!!! When I get out of here, I'm gonna beat the livign shit out of your queer ass!!!"
The demi-sayian's eyes lowered to slits, the anger and hurt boilign in him all at once.
"I will have to shut you up first."
Quickly, he snatched up the bottle of ammonia and the cloth he had before. He poured some more of the toxic liquid onto it, darkenign the clean white.
He slapped the wet matrial onto the monsters mouth and then reached for the duct tape, riping off a long piece.
He placed then sliver strip over the rag and pressed down, making sure it was going to be kept in its place.
"Now it's time for some real fun." Trunks jumped back on the table and straddeled Goku's waist. The older sayian began to grunt and mumble in protest but it wasn't his choice what happed next.
Trunks leaned forward and grabbed the screwdriver near Goku's left hand.
Its handel was stripped black and yellow with chipped paint and the long metal spoutign from it was as rusted and worn silver.
The purple haired boy took his focus from the object and looked back at Goku. He thought abotu all the horrible things he had done, all the aweful things he had said and at that moment, Trunks vowed he would make his death pain full and he woudl make him suffer an ungodly pain. Finally, his life seeemed fair.
He could feel tears come to his eyes as Goku stared at him and his fist tightened on the tool.
"This is for all the times you looked at me the 'wrong way'!" The boy thrust his fist down and the screwdriver sliced into the hero's left eye.
He screamed in pain, but tried not to inhale through his mouth, he would be so weak as to let himself be taken down.
Goku's eye lids sqeezed together, trying to clean away the pus and blood that flowed from the orb below. Soon the sayian was crying tears of red and they streamed down his face as he groaned and yelled in pain.
In one movement, Trunks had two nails and hammer in hand.
"This is for everytime you ever touched me or my mother!" He slammed the first nail into Goku's hand and crimson life julted from the wound as he pounded the sliver of metal down passed bone and into the wood.
He turned to the hero's right hand and did the same thing.
Now he was screaming, crying in pain. The rag covering his mouth was barely enough to carry the painful screams, but Trunks didn't care, he was in pain,that was all that mattered.
"Look who's pathetic now!!! Look who's the little bitch!!!"
Tears bridged over the rims of his blue eyes and spilled ontop his victums face. With a shaky hand he reached for his grand fanaly.
A wooden steak so large his fingers barely wrapped around it. They boy lifted it high above his head and took a breath.
"And this....this is for all the times you said I was nothing."
He brought down the spike with all the force inside him and it slammed into the back of Goku's open mouth.
Blood splattered across the demi-sayian's face and the smell of blood and the sound of tearing flesh was intoxicating.
He didn't know how long he held his weapon there, but it didn't matter really.
He smiled to himself as Goku's moving stopped and joyful tears fell over his lips.
Finally, the nightmare was over........
Or was it just begining?

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YAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! It's done!!! That took long enough......sorry -____-
But I hope you all like it. And please REVIEW!!!!!!! I love you all!!!

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