LOGINLife can take us on different paths, where each step we take marks our feet with different wounds. This is the story of a little one, who lived happily in a small and humble family, asked for no more, the smile of his parents was worth more than all the gold in the world, who would say that his world would be extinguished in such a cruel way, who would believe that his little feet, which walked through life with so much peace and innocence, would be damaged in such a way, forcing him to continue alone. Sometimes the pain of the soul and heart is so great that hatred is the only feeling that we manage to have intact in our being. When loneliness invaded him, revenge was his way to follow, sucking her day by day, in search of those who erased the light of his parents from his path, having nothing more to think about, nothing to lose. A cold heart that cries out in silence, a broken soul that without thinking crosses with another being, one full of light, which was slowly being extinguished. Their eyes met, seeing reflected in each one of them, an atrocious past accompanied by a terrible present, causing that so hard heart, of which only lived in a lonely war against the world, began to beat slowly by the brightness of so much innocence seeing reflected in them all the pain that once also felt. After so many years of loneliness, he found a place where he felt safe, a person who was not yet completely lost. The absurd need to interfere seized him, he believed that he would save her from all evil and pain.
View More"Two weeks and still no news," said Dr. Brief, as he sat in the armchair in the living room."This is all my fault," Goku lowered his head.-Don't say that, I know you did what you could. That scar on your head, they didn't do it to you for running away. Thanks, that those unborn did not kill you.-Bulma's mother, tried to cheer up the young Goku. She sat next to him."They weren't going to kill me," I reply, clenching my fists tightly."How do you know?" Asked the Dr., lighting a cigarette.-There's something I haven't told you- Goku paused a little -I know Bulma's kidnappers-"How
The days passed, but he did not keep count, he refused to eat, nothing mattered to him anymore, he just lay on a mattress, which was thrown on the floor, his skin was pale and barely moved, all the expectations were had gone to.-No one will come for me? - Bulma said, in an almost imperceptible tone, but that reflected much suffering-Mom. Dad, did you forget about me? "Tears began to come out of her eyes, which were already red and swollen, from so many times that she cried alone and without consolation.The wound on her ankle, from the chain, was starting to become infected, and the fever started to make her delirious.The perspiration drops fell from his forehead, his cheeks were red and his breathing began to be shaky. She looked towards a corner of the room, and could see a little girl, sitting, hugging herself, crying inconsolably.He stretched out his arm. Why are you crying? -He said trying to reach the littl
The night began to lurk-Another day, another beautiful fight-Vegeta said to himself, as he prepared to leave, he liked what he was doing, not only for the fact of fulfilling his plan, but also, he enjoyed hurting thosewho believed they were stronger than himIt's been two weeks since I fought.No one could beat him, and without realizing it, he became Turles' new toy.Money was more and more, it was the only thing that mattered, and although they beat him more than once, they never threw him to the ground, his love for the fight was very great, and his will was unwavering.Everyone knew Vegeta, but still, he did not get where he wanted, the boss, but this did not despair him, time was what he had to spare, he had nothing left in life to lose, his goal was only one.He arrived at one of the sheds, where clandestine fights were organized."It was time for you to arrive," said Turles.-
The room was dark, he had been there for three days, without seeing the light.Her right ankle was covered in blood from the chain that imprisoned her.She felt so depressed, alone, sitting on the floor, her clothes in rags, hugging herself.His body trembled with cold, and the rats paced, near the plate of food, which they left on the ground.They treated her like an animal.How had a young woman like her come to such a situation?Simple, money.The Brief family was the richest and most powerful.Her technology company was number one, and her nineteen-year-old daughter was the only one inherited.On the day of his abduction, he returned to his mind.Flash backBulma Brief, a cheerful, intelligent and very beautiful young woman.He never imagined that having it all would be his greatest punishment.Days ago, she had the impression that they were observing her, but she bel