Calling in Some Help

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Bulma's P.O.V.

I feel a weak squeeze and her hand go limp. My heart jumps into my throat thinking she's gone, but i then see her chest moving up and down with with the purpose of keeping herself alive. My heart floats back down to where it should be and i let out a small sigh. Still holding her hand, look over to Vegita and Goku, "Do you two think you can pick her up without hurting anything?" After seeing the look of pain and anguish in her eyes, I'm now determined to help her. With out any words Vegita walks over to the side I happen to be standing on, and genitally scoops her into his arms, waiting for me to let go so that hen can pick her up without to chance of hurting both of us. I look at her face and gently brush some hair out of the way. I let go of her hand and walk to the door with Goku. "Alright," I step out into the dark night air and fish around in my pocket for the hover vehicle we drove on the way here (Capsule corp. she compacted it before investigating duh lol) after a few seconds of searching I curled my fingers around it and pull it out. pressing the button and tossing it a good couple feet in front of us. I turn to look at Goku, "Because she might, no, will need to be supported and kept on the seat back there," I point behind me. "I need you, Goku, to hold her." he nods his head in understanding. "Where are we taking her?" Vegita asked, cradling the poor girl to his chest like and infant. "Back to Capsule corp., we have the best equipment to help her and that way we don't have to explain how we found her."  I explain, admiring how soft and caring Vegita is being to the fragile girl.

    We all hop into the car and get situated. making sure Goku's supporting her the right way and Vegitas comfortable and buckled, I start the car and we head off into the sky.

~~time skip cuz I can lol~~

Your P.O.V.

     Blank space.... that's all I see as I think of all of the potential places these people could be taking me, are they taking me to the town council to finally finish me off? Are they taking me to a different place to be burned and buried? Or are they taking me somewhere else more terrifying than all of those places combine? Do I really care though, I don't anymore..... they thought me to hate who and what I am.... all that time taped in that god forsaken place has given me time to think.... and hate myself more and more and more to the point of self loathing, to the point of thinking I deserved to be in there, i deserved to be burned with holy water, I deserve.... to die a cruel, painful, and hate filled death. In my mind space, the only place I knew besides that place, I can cry, and that's something I can no longer do in the real world.

  As the dream tears cascade down my face, I see memories of my saviors, hearing the sound of something braking, the sound of people talking, the last bit of strength I used to lightly knock on the wall of my hell, the sound of rock scraping against rock, the woman's gasp, and the motherly love radiating off of her. These recently passed events make me feel like I could live, I could become something more but the voice I had unknowingly built up in the back of my head telling me that I am nothing and don't deserve to live, is too overpowering and overwhelming to the point of me not knowing or believing anything else I think.

    My eyes slowly open, and I realize that I can't see out of my left one. That damn priest killed my left eye with his holy water. I want to cry so bad, but i cant because well I haven't had any form of food or drink in over, I don't know, how years. I still feel as though i can not move properly, but I do feel something  stinging in my right arm, I look over to my arm with my eyes and see that a bag f some sort is attached to the inside of it. I continue to look around at the insanely white walls around me until I feel a slight burning on my left arm. I try and move said arm but I can't even flex my fingers, the pain increases. I grit my teeth and use all of the power I have to turn my head to look and what's causing this immense pain, and see that my right arm is sitting directly in a beam of sun.

   It continues to burn building up and hurting more and more each passing second, as my panic and pain continue to increase I am now very aware of the beeping beeping in the background get louder and faster as the pain grows. It hurts so bad that I feel like I'm going to barf, but nothing will come up if I do, and if i had anything then, well lets not think about that. the beeping speeds up more and drowns out the sound of someone running down the hallway outside my door, it blocked out the sound of the door being slammed opened and not being able to see out of my left eye caused me to not see the person walk over to the machine and the other walk over to my left side. "...you..... okay....... wrong..... her me?" The person shouts at me to get a response, but i  just continue to look at my now blistering arm. 'It is going to start to turn to dust and flutter away soon...... I-I need to get their attention directed towards my arm and the window...' I have to get their attention soon, so I do the only thing that I could think of and muster up all the required strength, open my mouth and, just yelled as loud as I could muster. What surprised me the most is how loud I had made my voice, even though my throat now hurts like hell. The nurse looks me in the eye for a moment before registering what is happening. She looks to my arm and sees that it's bubbling and blistering where the light is hitting it. "What happened?" She look me right in the eye, still not treating the burn or even closing the shades. I let out a low growl mixed with a moan of pain in response.

    "Close the blinds." I hear a smooth and relaxed voice say to the woman standing in front of the window. She does as told, and I instantly feel slight relief, "Now if both of you could leave so that Miss. Bulma and I could be alone with this young woman, that would be superb." I can hear the relaxed smile on the person's face as they says this. I hear the beeping grow slower as I relax and relish in the, now slightly more bearable feeling in my arm, I am beginning to think that the machine making all of the beeping noises is some how connected to my feeling of pain. I'm broken out of my thoughts as I hear the sound of someone walking towards me, and when they stop I feel two gentle hands hold the sides of my face and turn my head to look at the owner of said hands. It's the woman who helped save me! I smile slightly at her, and lean into her soft motherly hands. Its been so long since I last had human contact that I never want her to let go. Over her shoulder I see a tall man staring at me. I make the fact that I'm looking at him very clear. The blue haired woman turns to look at what I am and sees the man, "Ah I see you've spotted Whis. He wont hurt you," She looks me in my eyes, smiling softly.

"Yes as she said, I will bring you no harm. In fact I was called in to help." I look at him with a blank look on my face. "Judging by your facial expression you don't believe that, well I assure you that I shall change your mind. Bulma," The woman lets go of my face and looks at the man. I let out a whine of protest which makes he look back at me with another small sad smile on her face. "Do you have one of those, oh, soso beans or whatever they are?" He asks her causing her to look shocked for a moment. "Oh wow I forgot about those!" She exclaims as she runs out the room and comes back a few moments later. "Good thing Vegita has a few of these stashed away!" She grabs something out of a little burlap sack and turns to face me. "I'm going to need you to open your mouth and eat this for me, ok?" For some reason I feel like i can trust her so i do as she told me to and eat what she has given me. After a grueling moment of trying to get it down, I did. As soon as it's down I feel better and let a relaxed expression pass over my face as all of my body stops aching. "Ah there we go, you look better now," I feel yet another motherly brush of my hair. "We're lucky lord Berus was scary enough for befits to give us his sensu beens." My eyes flutter on the brink of falling asleep, "Get some rest, I'll be here when you wake up." She says with a soft smile. And which that I lost all grip of reality.


A/N: I'm sooooooooo sooooooooo sooooooo sorry for the long ass wait! I'm dumb and forget to do anything, but uh yeah let me know, uh you know if this sucks, ok? Lol

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