Goku Black x Reader

Part 7

Bulma looked at you and Black. "Would you guys be willing to come with us to collect the dragon balls". You and Black looked at each other, you didn't really want to but you just agreed anyways. "Sure, I'm down" you smiled, Black rolled his eyes. "Great, we leave...we leave now".

Bulma handed you the radar, you handed it to 17. 17 handed it back to you, "you're the smart one, not me I don't know how to use that thing" he said. You rolled your eyes and tucked it your back pocket. You guys walked up to a spaceship, Bulma examined it for a while. "I know where the last dragon ball is...I've just been holding it off for sometime now because it's in a colder region, and I hate the cold". As everyone stepped onto the space ship, there were garments for everyone to put so that you all could be prepared for the weather.

After a long trip, you arrive in a snowy area surrounded with mountains. Black comes up behind you and takes the radar out of your pocket. "Hmm, it seems they're right over here between these two mountains" black said boringly, "you know you could be a little more excited" a happy Bulma exclaimed. He looked down at her and glared, but he kept walking toward the dragon ball.

You and 17 trailed behind, lost in your own conversations.

"So, are you still an Android..or human...or like how does that work?" You asked carefully, "well its complicated, you see we were human before, but then a psychotic doctor kidnapped 18 and I, he genetically modified us, to do his evil biddings. We were basically his puppets". 17 looked down, as if he were ashamed of his past. In attempt to comfort him you lay your hand on his shoulder. "You know everything that happened...wasn't your fault". You saw him starting to tear up as he grabbed your hand.

He took a deep breath and wiped his tears away in one swift motion. "You're a good person y/n...and for someone I barely know, you seem to care about me... Je vous en suis reconnaissant". (Translation: French to English: "I appreciate it")

You looked at him. "tu parle français?" (Translation: "You speak French?")
He smile and nodded, "it was one of my modifications, I don't know why though" he chuckled. You smiled at the fact that you made him feel better. "I was taking French classes at my high school before-" you stopped mid-sentence having a flashback of what Black had done in the past. How he deprived you of a normal life and dragged you into this one.

A flood of hatred rushed over your body. Mixed emotions swirling inside you like a forming tornado. In that moment all you wanted to do was kill Black and go back to your family back in Manhattan (where your from) continue going to high school, and continue living a normal life. That was until you realized that.

You were actually happier with Black.

You were so caught up in your own thoughts you didn't even realize 17 was trying to get your attention. "Y/N" he yelled, you looked at him, "I'm sorry...I just remembered something" you said softly, but that wasn't convincing enough for 17, "you just zoned out on me, are you sure your ok..?". You nodded.

Everything went quiet for a split second, it felt like everything had stopped...

~Y/N's P/O/V~
All I remember before everything went down, I was talking to 17, and before I knew it, everything around me was quiet, it's like the world had stopped...

I guess that's why they call it "the calm before the storm"

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Hello, and welcome back. I'm sorry for such a short chapter, but the next one should be fairly long, I'm glad to be back and updating again. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I enjoyed writing it😃