Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Gangstas' Eyes ❯ Subway Walk ( Chapter 5 )

 

Chapter Five: Subway Walk

 

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It was dark when Bulma opened the side door to the Garage. No light, no sound, nothing. It was a strange feeling that made rose the hairs on Bulma's body. She turned on the light in the main room and looked around to see if she was on the couch sleeping, No one was sleeping on the couch.

 

" 18, I'm here." She said, still looking in places she might be.

"18!" She repeated. She looked at the door that was closed and opened it. This room was pitch black. It was hard to see her own hand in front of her.

" Yeah. "B" I thought you weren't coming." She had startled Bulma for a short moment.

" So where is everybody?" She fired at her.

" Not here." 18 responded simply, still sitting in her corner.

"Why are you in the dark? If you just want me here so we can play hide-n-go seek then I can go back home." Bulma said.

"So you came here to criticize me too." She told her, while getting up.

" No! What are you talking about?" replied her friend, feeling accused of a felony. 18 looked Bulma straight in her eyes.

" What makes you feel that way?" Bulma restated, not pushing the stare away.

"Because I feel like it." Her blue-eyed friend said with a burning yell. Both of the girls stood in front of each other. Suddenly they both fell on the floor, laughing.

"You should of seen your face, you were so serious." Bulma laughed outrageously on the ground.

 

"No...You thought that I was for real." They both rose up together.

" That made my day. You want to go to the Under Ground tonight?" She said flicking the light-switch on. This room was 18's room. Bulma looked uncertain about going, she had heard so many rumors about the UnderGround from Tien. They sat on her bed. Her bed had silky black satin sheets with matching pillows.

" That's why I wanted you to come here, so I can take you there. Then you can get your marks." The marks are what freaked Bulma out the most. They weren't tattoos it was a strange mark that was on the side of her neck. It looked like a diamond shaped burn, but it meant more than what it looks like.

" Oh yes the UnderGround "T" told me about it." She said, trying to avoid the fact that she had to get marks.

 

" What did he say?" Tien and she had been on the best of terms since she started seeing Krillen. Bulma realized what she said.

" I don't know, but he did mention it." she said, she was in the safe zone for now.

" That's all?" She questioned, lifting her eyebrow at Bulma.

"Yeah." Bulma responded quickly.

" Well, I'm going to have to show you. Because someone

else's experience may not be your own. So you want to come or not?" The answer hung out in the open for Bulma to grab it.

" I'll go if you want me to go. Anyways where is it?" She asked, looking at the plain white walls, it was always white nothing hanging on it. Just like 18, it was either a yes or a no.

 

" Subway BZGNT-238."

" Abandon, how safe is it?" Bulma questioned.

" Safe enough, it won't ruin our daddies' reputation. When you walk in don't, mention your name. You'll be given your street name after the fight." Bulma couldn't believe her ears...the last fight she was in was against a girl when she was 14, 3 years ago. Didn't 18 remember she got laughed at, because of her black eye? Also don't forget the lawsuit placed on her family for hitting the girl first.

 

(Sorry my computer did this.)

 

"18...Me, fighting, you didn't say anything about

that. Don't you remember the tall brunette 3 years

ago? I got a black eye. 18, me and fighting. No." She

said, shaking her head.

"Are you going to waste my time?" 18 asked, annoyed as

ever. Bulma looked at her. 18 should of known she was

going to come up with something smart.

"I don't know, 18. How long you got, because I can

waste every last second of it." Bulma loved her smart

mouth.

" Well then lets go." 18 said, getting off her bed

and putting on her white Adidas. That's all she wore

was Adidas. She hated wearing other brands. Bulma got

off of her bed after her. She wanted to ask about the

site today, but it seems 18 wanted to keep that to

herself. The last thing you want is 18 giving you the

death stare. She grabbed her money, put it in her

back pocket and left her room, Bulma followed

behind her and turned off the lights. If she didn't,

they'd stay on all week. They walked out The Garage

and locked the door behind them, and not a word was

said. The Garage was her father's old laboratory,

before he got big. 17 and 18 spend most of their time

here, more than at the new mansion because Dr. Gero was never

home, it reminds them of the old times.

" Capsule?" Bulma asked when they got out the

driveway.

" We're walking, it's better you'll see." 18 said

with a smile.

The city was better looking when you walked, you didn't

see the pollution only buildings. It made you want to

fly, it made you want to rise and climb a building.

When you're in a capsule, you missed all the broken signs

and missing lights, the abandon buildings with the

condemned posters on it in, the building's in perfect

condition. You got to smell the food cooking in the

several homes you passed, and Chinese joint on the

corner. You missed all that in a capsule. Admiring all

the things she, discovered 18 had almost left her. They

walked mid-way in an ally, to where the subway was

located then 18 stopped in front of her.

" Before we get in here, I want you to know if you

got anything on your chest let me know. Now!" 18

bluntly said with her back to Bulma. This was her time

to ask her.

"I do Ms.18. What happened at the site today? You

haven't mentioned it all night. Come out and say it,

and why didn't you want me there? I'm strong enough to

do a site." Bulma said angrily.

" Really?" 18 questioned turning to her.

" Yeah." Bulma replied not knowing if she was up for

18's challenge or not.

" Prove it to me and the rest of this city. You

fight tonight, got it." She said, walking out the ally

to Orange Street.

"Bu...but what if I have to fight you?" Bulma

screamed down the ally. 18 stopped and looked back.

" You won't have to. I already fought my way in "B".

I need to see how raw you are, I want to see you more

aggressive than…this. Than what I see in front of me.

Don't let your foolishness blind you, from this point

on." She said as Bulma caught up with her.

" Juuhachi Gero you never answer my first question.

Normally, after a site, you boast on it. Why

not this one?" 18 cut her eyes at her, she hated her

first name.

" When you do a site, you'll know not all sites are

worth sharing. Watching is different, there are things

that don't need to be said. I already said if I don't

mention it..." Bulma was ready to finish her sentence.

" You don't have anytime for it. Get me there, I'll

prove myself. Stop beating around the bush." They stood

on the corner of Orange and South ave. when a cop car

came up behind them. 18's eyes jumped out of her sockets,

Bulma's heart jumped from her chest.

" Run." 18 whispered over to Bulma, ready to

go.

" Stay." Bulma whispered back. They stood still

until the cop called for them.

" Um, you two. Over there it's getting dark out.

This neighborhood ain't a nice place. Gangs shoot out

around here all the time. Don't stay out long." He

said. 18 was still turned away from him so he couldn't see

her face.

" Okay we won't." Bulma said. With that the cop

drove away.

" 18 that wasn't all that bad, was it?"

" You try being arrested 3 times under age." 18 said

searching for her pulse. Bulma smile at her best

friend. They forgot the conversation and went straight

to the subway. They jumped the black gate and walked

down stairs to the run downed floor with graffiti

walls to match. The walls by the track said in red and

orange "Mid-Cytez own this CYTE, all otherz back down

and bow down."

They walked down to the lower platform together, 18

lead Bulma to the right and walked across the tracks.

Bulma got to see who wrote the message on the wall, it

was no other than 17. She wondered were he disappeared

to. She went through a door with yellow tape that said

in bold letters CAUTION!! 18 signaled her to slide

pass the tape. They walked down the hall. The hall was

dimly lit, the floor and walls trembled with music.

The hall lead to two men sitting in chairs behind a

table. One man stood up to acknowledge 18.

" Hey Killa Duchess. You haven't been around here

for a while. What brings you here, on this evening?"

The standing man said. Bulma never heard anyone call

her Killa Duchess before.

" Enough with the formalities, it's getting sick. No

one calls me that." 18 informed him with her glare.

" I'm here because of her. She needs a name. Right

now, call her Blue." she added.

" You...want her to fight." The sitting man said

pointing at Bulma. 18 cut her eyes at him.

" You questioning me? Yeah I want her to. She has

potential." She replied, raised her voice to him.

" First of all I ain't Scrachez, or anyone you thing

you can raise your voice to. She needs more than

that." Bulma looked at him, she had never saw anyone talk

to 18 like that without getting stabbed. If it was her

time, it was now!

" Don't talk to 18 like that! I don't think you

want both of us to get loud with you. Do you?" Bulma

screamed inside, she could not believe the tone of his vocie it was uncalled for. Another thing she could not believe was that she was able to say what she wanted, when she wanted.

"I have more than potential." Bulma also added with

attitude.

" Yo, the Crowd loves attitude. When they see that

they go bananas. Your in." The man standing said.

" You're that old guy's girl, that one who owns Capsule Corp. Good girl going UnderGround. You know daddy's not here to save you Baby Blue. Will he come

looking." The standing man asked.

"No." Bulma answer.

"Go inside, walk around, feel the energy. If you

lose, you will not feel it again. Fights start at 8.

Good Luck. Masaka is fighting." The man sitting said.

18 ears went alert when she heard Masaka's name hoping,

Bulma didn't have to fight her. Bulma walked inside

UnderGround with 18.

"18, I'm going to kill you. I can't believe you got

me to fight." Bulma told 18.

" Why? Are you backing out?" 18 teased Bulma.

" No, I'm staying and...I have to live out my life

someday. Why not let it be today. Oh My God." Bulma

looked around at the UnderGround in awe. How can

something so hard-core be so organized?

 

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Fight UnderGround Queen

Boy's of Ashes Looking Right

 

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