How To Be A Heartbreaker (DBZ)

Amnesia

7 years ago

"Son of Capsule Corporation CEO found unconscious."

Click.

"Fourteen-year-old girl nearly killed outside of the theater."

Click.

I shut off the television while glaring intently at the messy reflection of mine. Hair disheveled, skin with some strange red webbing pattern, back burning. My bagged eyes slid over to the hospital clock, it's small hand on the four, large on the twelve. My knees hugged my chest; I was scared.

In my mind, I repeated the same words over and over. "My name is Trunks Ouji Briefs."

If I were honest, I'd say that I didn't know my name, to begin with. I looked down to the suffocating plastic bracelet tied around my wrist. My head tilted in confusion while I examined it.

"Name: Trunks Ouji Briefs

Age: 16

DOB: 5/10/766"

I wonder how I ended up where I was. As far as I knew, some one brought me here after being unconscious for a good amount of time. Though, my curiosity had piqued to new extremes. To venture around the premises of the building, however moving proved to be a massive pain, straight down to my bone and skin.

"You, why haven't you fallen asleep yet."

I blinked at the brunette woman who glared over at me, eyes drilling into mine. I didn't quite feel tired. I haven't for days. I was too scared to do anything, a woman had came in, asking me things I hadn't any idea what she meant, I didn't know her or the shorter, flamed-haired man; the two flooding my head with endless streams of questions.

Apparently, Bulma Briefs and Vegeta were their names, and they were my parents. However, the names rung a bell, I hadn't gotten a single memory.

"I'm not tired..."

The brunette woman sighed, clicking her pen as she leaned over me switching off the light. "You're getting someone transferred in here."

I arched a brow, the last thing I need is some new person. "I thought you all said I'll be alone."

"Yes but, we have no space in single room Mr. Briefs," the nurse stated, "I doubt they'll bother you."

I huffed, how didn't I die anyway? Getting struck my lightening. That's all I remember...and though I know there's more to me than what only happened in the past day, I can't remember...

"I'll send them in, and Mr. Briefs please sleep, or we'll have to force you to."

I grumbled to myself, not wanting to move because I knew it'd hurt. My back was in unbelievable amounts of pain and I still had electricity jolting within me. I'm only human...I think, I don't know how any human would of survived such thing. Whatever. In through the doors of my room, the same nurse whom had only minutes ago wheeled in a girl no older than I. She was in pretty bad shape too.

Her left arm and leg cast, bandages on her head, though her blonde hair tousled over the wraps. She had many bruises, namely on the left side of her body, whilst the other was perfectly fine. Her eyes closed as she was set up on her bed. "Alright Ms. Chestnut, comfortable?"

She nodded, staring downward dejectedly. "Y-Yes thank you."

"We'll come by and check on you hourly...if you need anything please buzz us down," the brunette stated exiting the room, "Mr. Briefs, please rest, you too Ms. Chestnut."