Get Psycho

Get Psycho

Chapter 6: Heap of Metal

Written by: Satanspinner67


"Hello?" His soft voice sounded into the phone and Goku could almost feel a grin echo back. "Who is this?" There was still silence. The young Sayian sat up in his bed, but still held the receiver of the phone to his ear, waiting for an answer of any kind. Finally there was one, but the voice was chilling and familiar......... could it really be?

"Hello, Goku." His heart raced as a cackle followed the words.

Finch.

The Sayian jumped from the bed and stood, shaking anxiously.

"F-Finch?" The laughing stopped.

"Very good. I hope I'm not disturbing you." He had a twisted innocence in his tone and Goku began to pace. One shivering hand was held to the phone and the other pinned to his chest as his feet marched across the pale carpet of the guest room.

"Why are you doing this? What do you want from us?" A sigh echoed over the line.

"I don't want anything from an 'us'. What I want will come from you, love. But for now, I want to ask you something very important."

Goku was silent before responding. What was going on? This whole thing confused him. Why would someone like Finch go after him and his friends and family? He didn't want the world or revenge....... what would he get out of this?

"What's your question?" He asked calmly.

Finch could barely hold in his laughter.

"Which one of your little friends should I kill off next?" He chuckled again as a gasp escaped Goku's throat and tears pricked his ebony eyes.

"N-no......you-"

"Lets see," The man on the other line began to flip through the small book in his hand and Goku could hear the pages landing on one another.

"We have Yamcha, Tien, Roshi. WHO'S NEXT!!??" His voice was sinister as he yelled into the phone.

A sob broke away from Goku as he turned off the phone and tossed it to the floor. But the voice still rang out in his head. 'WHO'S NEXT!!??'

The Sayian pressed his hands to his ears as if to block it out, but he couldn't. He would never be able to. It was everywhere. Finch was everywhere, and he could never escape.

Goku screamed out in agony, the thoughts of his dead wife and friend spinning through his mind. As well as the death of the rest of them. He sobbed again. This time it was over, in his heart he knew it. They couldn't beat this enemy and they couldn't face him. In Goku's mind, Finch was infinite.

Vegeta burst through the door.

"Kakkarot, what the fuck's with all the screaming!? What hap-" He cut himself off as he saw the other warrior in a heap on the floor, crying with his head in his hands. The The prince gazed at him for a moment before walking over to him and bending down. Carefully he ran his hand across the pale cheek, brushing Goku's raven hair away from his breath taking eyes. The younger Sayian glanced up at him and Vegeta will never forget what he saw there. It was something that he had NEVER seen on the face of the world's hero before. Fear, sadness..........., and a complete loss of hope.

He reached out and pulled Kakkarot into his arms holding him tight. This wasn't like him...... Why was he doing this for that silly third class? He didn't know, but he just had to hold him. Had to comfort him and take that fear away, even if it was for only a moment.

"Kakkarot, calm down, everything's going to be alright." Goku looked up at him again and cried harder, grabbing his arm and squeezing it.

"N-No! You d-don't understand...... *sob*....... H-he's going to hurt someone else."

"Who? Finch?" Goku nodded harshly. "How do you know?" Goku pointed to the phone lying on the floor.

"I-It was him! On the p-phone. We have to protect them V-Vegeta. We h-have to........" The younger man got to his feet quickly and Vegeta stood as well, grabbing his shoulder before he was gone.

"Kakkarot, you stay here. You are still weak from that onna's passing. You can't protect anyone in this condition."

Goku pulled away and staggered on his feet.

"I have to do this." He turned to Vegeta and his determined eyes turned soft and more tears began to fall.

"You guys are the only things I have left." Vegeta was touched by the words. He had never felt such sincerity in just a sentence. He shifted and glanced at the ground, speaking quietly.

"Fine. Go get the kids and bring them back here where they'll be safe. I'll get the rest of us together and we will meet you back here, ok?" Goku nodded and Vegeta turned his back to him. But before the prince could go, Goku grabbed his arm, forcing the shorter man to look at him.

"Promise you will come back to me in one piece." Vegeta stared into those eyes and it filled him with happiness to hear such words. He closed his eyes and blushed lightly.

"I promise." With that, he stalked from the room and was gone.

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Vegeta landed in front of 18 and Krillian’s house. Before he came, he had called everyone and told them to meet him here. He walked up to the door and pushed it open. Inside sat 18, Piccolo, Yamcha, Tien, Chaltzu, Gohan, and Videl. His eyes searched the rest of the room.

Where was Krillian?

18 dashed up to him and there was terror painted on her face.

"I can't find Krillian and I'm not leaving until we find him."

"Well then, why didn't you look for him?" 18 opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by Piccolo.

"We did. He was no where to be found." Vegeta looked back and forth between the android and Namek.

"Well what do we do then?" 18's eyes lowered to slits.

"I said I'm not leaving without my husband and I mean that." Vegeta sighed and turned back to the door in an annoyed manner.

"We'll split up and search for him. But everyone stay on guard, we don't need any more bodies piling up. Come on we have to hurry."

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So, they're searching for him huh? Well, they won't get far. Finch already got him. I know it. I can smell it. I can feel it.

Damn the other! I know he is getting closer to my Goku. My love. My everything. Goku is mine, and who ever tries to take him away from me in anyway shape or form, will pay.

I'm creeping through the woods now. The night air is crisp and cool, and I can smell death hiding behind the trees. But there are no worries; it will soon hide no longer. And I will get closer to the one who is to hurt my Goku. I will take another off the list.

I see her now. 18, my new victim. Carefully I watch her as she walks upon the sticks and dead leaves, calling Krillian’s name. But he won't come to her, he never will. I inch closer, hiding behind a tree only a few feet away from her, but she doesn't hear me. The plastic over my face is beginning to stink of sweat and death. The death hiding in the trees.

In my hand is a cloth. A long, crimson sheet of silk. Just long enough to wrap around her throat. She has no idea of what I will do to her. She stops......... It's time to play!

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18 glanced around. Did she just hear what she thought she did? But it couldn't be. Why would there be bells in the middle of nowhere at about 9:30? Suddenly fear rose in her. What if it was Finch?

The blonde rose her arms in front of her face and stood still, trying to hear the sound again. It came, but louder, getting closer. She began to turn in the spot she stood. Where was it coming from? What was she going to do!?
Run.

At the thought, her left foot lifted from the ground and she darted farther into the darkness. Faster and faster, she ran but still she heard it. The bells, she wasn't sure if they were ringing in her head or if it was real. But then again, she didn't care anymore; she just had to get out.

Suddenly she fell. Tumbling to the ground she lay staring up at the sky. It felt like something was.........

18 looked down at her chest. There was a stick coming out above her breast, sliced through the flesh as if it were a piece of birthday cake. The women glanced at the sky again but there was a face blocking the stars.

A clown.........a mask. And a hat placed on top of the rainbow colored hair. A jester hat and at the end of each point, there was a bell.

A tear fell from her eye and into her hair that lay sprawled upon the dead ground. As the face inched closer, it made its way into the ray of her flashlight held in her trebling hand. 18 glanced into the eyes behind the black of the mask and the bloodlust in them almost seem to melt the paint right off the plastic clown face.

A shiver ran past her but she stilled as the figure moved. It was pulling something out from behind its back.

Red?

A cloth. The attacker waved it's weapon in her face. She sobbed lightly and tried to scream for help, but nothing came out. Just tears and whimpers.

Slowly the silk was slid around her slender neck and tightened. She gagged and gasped for air but nothing worked. She couldn't lift her arms and the pool of blood under her was growing bigger and bigger. Slowly the world faded away. Her breathing became shallow and she felt as if she was spinning. Spinning into nothing. Spinning into death......

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Finally! I thought she was going to live forever. That was annoying. Oh well. At least I can have some more fun now.

I kneel down beside the body and reach into my pocket. I pull out a small blade and nails.

I snatch up her arm and glance at the smooth skin on her wrist. I put the blade to it and slice into the flesh. If only I could hear her scream........but I couldn't take that chance. I continue to cut and blood runs down from her open wounds and naked muscle. I grin as I then cut into her womb and rip the flesh from her cold body. I toss the skin to my right and soon it forms a pile.

When I'm finished I look at her and see beauty. Ultimate beauty. Something she never had before........Too bad it will decay soon.

I snatch up one of the slender slivers of flesh and pin it to the ground then another and another. Soon my work is done and I stand.

Someone is coming. I must go. I race through the trees and feel the wind as it bursts through the holes in my other face. Soon we will be together my love. Soon you will be safe.

I'm away now, but I made my mark. In the blood coated scraps of skin pinned to the ground, is the word FINCH. A sign of decay and love for all the world to see. And another is off the list.

To be continued…