Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Red Baron ❯ New Truths ( Chapter 16 )

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The Red Baron
 
New Truths
 
As the night passed on and a new day came, the Red Baron, Master Janus, and Josh began to help their new guest. While Carlos and Josh were at school, Master Janus was entrusted to keep watch over the White Warrior as she was treated for her battle wounds.
 
Luckily for her, neither she nor the Red Baron reached their full power when they fought one another, leaving the final blow against her to be minimal at best. It would take some time for her to recover, according to Master Janus, but until then, they would be able to figure out her identity and whether or not she could be trusted.
 
It was after the school the next day after the fight that The Red Baron and Josh returned to whatever remained of the fighting dojo to see how things were going along. Master Janus had very little excuses to what happened to his dojo. But with the ones he had, he used them to shut down the dojo until after it was rebuilt and perhaps a while longer as they now faced the danger that had come to them. Though Master Janus longed for the day when after all this was over he could reopen business, it was never meant to be.
 
The Red Baron and Josh entered the office of Master Janus. There on the floor was the White Warrior. Master Janus was applying another wet cloth. She was running a fever. Master Janus suspected that she was sick long before fighting the Red Baron. This worried Janus hand ever since they left the night before; finding out who this girl was and why she fought Carlos was the only thing in his mind.
 
“Master, how is she? Is she getting any better?” The Red Baron said after watching her for a minute.
 
“She would be doing much better if she wasn't letting herself suffer.” Janus replied.
 
“What do you mean?” The Red Baron turned his head to his master wife wide eyes of question.
 
“The girl is physically recovering but there is so much negative motion kept within her that it's as if it's blocking the recovery process. I can only imagine the turmoil the girl has seen and how her defeat has only amplified it.”
 
There is a small silence. The Red Baron and Master Janus continue to look at the girl. Josh clears his throat and asks a question.
 
“Hey, Carlos, are you sure you didn't get anything out of talking to her during your fight. Anything that could help us here?”

The Red Baron didn't have to think very hard to remember the day before and even less to remember the look in her eye.
 
“No, she didn't say anything. Not much. But I could feel the darkness coming out from her and the hatred in her eyes for me or perhaps the power I have now. She did seem to know a lot about this necklace though.”

Janus nodded. “Then, we'll just have to wait for her to wake up and maybe she can tell us.”

All of a sudden, another voice disturbs the conversation. “You don't have to wait too long.”
 
The men turned to where the White Warrior laid to see her standing. She again had that look in her eye; she again processed that feeling of hatred and desire for a power that did not belong to her.
 
Though she was able to stand, she was in no condition to fight. He fever had taken its toll on her body and she was hardly able to walk let alone talk. She stood there sweating bullets and somehow kept her determined face. The Red Baron tried to calm her down.
 
“No, please. I don't wish to fight you any longer. You are in no condition to fight and I don't believe you are working for the Dark Baron and that should make you our ally.”
 
The White Warrior could only laugh to the statement.
 
“Allies? You fool! What makes you think I'd ally myself with the likes of you? You who has been chosen by the necklace to take the power that I've had to work for my whole life! I had to bleed and resign my childhood just so some punk kid off the streets can automatically have the power of the ancients. DO YOU EXPECT ME TO BUY INTO THAT!?”
 
The White Warrior swung at the Red Baron. But even with all her current might, the punch had no effect on the Red Baron and the White Warrior collapsed. The Red Baron caught her and laid her back on her bedding.
 
“Its true then,” the Red baron said, “somehow these events have also affected her.”
 
Janus nodded.
 
“She is also not getting better waking up and trying to pick a fight with you. I think it would be best if we stay out of the room and wait for her to come to us.”
 
“Master, are you sure this is wise? Leaving her here on her own could be dangerous. What if-“

”Now, Carlos, there is nothing to worry about. Can you not sense that this girl is in trouble? We need to help her and that means playing by some rules. Now let's just leave and she if she comes out of it anytime soon. In the mean time, we'll get us something to eat for dinner and make calls to your parents, can't have them worrying about you two.”
 
The Red Baron and Josh nodded and left the room with him as they prepared and waited for the wakening of the White Warrior.
 
 
After what seemed like hours and days, late in the night the White Warrior finally awoke. She definitely now felt the pain of her sickness gripping her like nothing else. She tore herself from her bed and slowly made her way out the door. Her only thought was escaping from this place and finding another day to defeat her called enemy.
 
As she walked out of the room, she saw in the middle of it all a campfire. Now that the ceiling was gone and the electricity shattered, Janus had to cook with an open fire and they made it as safe as possible so as to not burn down the building. Sitting there was the Red Baron while the other two were sleeping.
 
She walked toward the door to make her escape but was stopped suddenly by the voice of the Red Baron, calling to her.
 
Come.
 
As if drawn by his voice, the White Warrior walks to the fire with great caution. She looked at the Red Baron, both seeing if he was going to pull something and at the same time, simply in awe by him. He seemed calm and focused and yet kind and gentle, not who she expected when she fought him at first.
 
She went all the way across from him on the other side of the fire. She looked at him and he had his eyes closed, as if mediating and yet totally grasping his surroundings. Without a doubt, he was in procession of the necklace.
 
The Red Baron spoke to her.
 
“You know, after we left you while ago, after you woke up for a bit, I decided to take a while to see what this `sensing' ability is and see how I can use it. As it turns out, I think I learned a little about you. I can feel your hate for me. I can feel your anger, your sadness, your desires, and much more. But above all, I sense you loneliness and your lack of confidence with yourself.”
 
The White Warrior was speechless. She tried hard to fight off her emotions even now, but somehow, this guy with HER necklace is ripping her apart without even touching her. The Red Baron continued.
 
“Please, let us help you. Tell us what you know and what brings you here. I have also sensed that you are indeed connected to the Dark Baron in some way but we want to know how that is so that we can work together to beat him. I don't know anything about this guy or why I have these powers or anything at all. You seem to know and I need your help. I know that you have helped me in the past, or at least your spirit has. Your spirit has called me before and helped in my need. I know you and I are in need of cooperation.”
 
The White Warrior was very anger by his words but kept quiet and kept her cool. She gave her reply.
 
“What do you have to offer me, Baron? Your existence has been a burden on me my whole life. You have no idea what has happened because of you and the necklace around you and what that means to me.”
 
“Then please, tell me, who are you and what does my life and this necklace have to do with you.”
 
The White Warrior hesitated and gulped silently. She took a deep breath and began her story.
 
“You may call me Vanessa and part of a tribe of people whose soul existence is based on protecting the necklace. But my assignment is the most important. I am The White Warrior, descendant of a companion of your predecessor. It has been my family's gift, no, curse to be given the powers of the holy warrior to guard and protect the tomb in which the remains of the Red Baron rest and the Dark Baron were imprisoned.”
 
The Red Baron had a question at this point but the White Warrior continued on.
 
“My life was taken way from me. It was my family's duty to train day and night, along with your inherited powers, to become strong and powerful. I didn't' watch TV, didn't play video games, no sports, no friends. Only teachers, parents, and classmates. Fighting and training have been my life, a life I did not choose. Do you know what that feels like, Baron!? Do you know how it is to be chosen for something you didn't want to do and forced to do it? And for what? Just to grow strong and idea when you grow old with nothing to show for it? Only a life of training that someone else is going to have to do after you?”
 
The Red Baron was overwhelmed with the emotion that was pouring from her and fought to keep his peace.
 
 
“I know how you feel, Vanessa. I'm the Red Baron, remember? It wasn't my choice to have these powers and to fight the Dark Baron. But I know what I have to do and I know that I have a cause to stand for and a peace to fight to keep. Isn't that your job? Isn't that the duty of the White Warrior?
 
The White Warrior gave a quick giggle.
 
“Then some White Warrior I am. It was under my watch that the Dark Cult rampaged my village and freed the Dark Baron. And even after he was free, my power was nothing. After that, I had nothing left to protect. My family is dead and the dark one has been loosed. The only thing left is the power of the necklace and I can't even beat a newbie.”
 
There was quiet for a few minutes. Then the Red Baron spoke.
 
“You can stay with us as long as you like. As much as I would like for you to join us seeing as how we can work together to take him down, seeing as it is your duty anyway, I think we can defeat the Dark Baron and avenge your family. Not to mention saving the world.”
 
The White Warrior said nothing.
 
“Anyway, I'm going to bed. Good night.”
 
The Red Baron simply plopped on backwards and went to sleep. The White Warrior was left there alone to think. Now she had lots to think about. But now it was time to sleep.