I was reading my favorite poem, "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe, and I thought to do a little editing, take some words away, and add some of my words. So, mainly this Poem belongs to Edgar Allan Poe. The characters belong to Akira Toriyama. I've added stuff, and a story to go with it. The Poem, and characters are owned by their respected owners. I only own this story below the poem. Its not supposed to be scary, but funny and a little stupid. Actually towards the end it gets really stupid, I mean really, really stupid. :Þ

"Krillin's Raven"

I watch as my wife, #18 take our daughter, Marron out trick-or-treating in the rain. "Be good," My wife says to me, kissing my forehead. Taking off, they left into the storm to go trick-or-treating. "Never got to go trick-or-treating myself" I mumble to myself, looking out into the storm before I closed the door. I walk into the library, pick up a large, heavy book.

I start to read a story, with the lightning flashing, and the winds blowing. Sitting in a large arm chair, I wiggle deeper into the chair as to make myself less noticed. I read the poem, the raven, then I started to read 'Fall of the House of Usher' when I fell asleep. The large mantle clock chimed twelve times, though I knew it was only eight p.m.

I started dreaming as if I was outside of my body....

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished for morrow-vainly I had tried to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow-sorrow for the lost #18-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named #18-
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me-filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before:
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
" 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"-here I opened wide the door-
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken and the darkness gave no token.
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "#18!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "#18!"
Merely this, and nothing more.

Then into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon I heard again a tapping somewhat louder than before,
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore-
'Tis the wind, and nothing more!"

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not an instant stopped or stayed He;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Vegeta just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no raven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly Shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning-little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no sublunary being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door,
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did he outpour.
Nothing farther then he uttered-not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

Wondering the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster-so, when Hope he would adjure,
Stem Despair returned, instead of the sweet Hope he dared Adjure-
That sad answer, "Nevermore!"

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust, and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er.
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er.
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, me thought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen Censer
Swung by Marron and Bra, whose faint foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy Kami hath lent thee-by Marron and Bra he hath sent thee
Respite-respite and nepenthe from thy memories of #18!
Let me quaff this kind of nepenthe and forget this lost #18!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!-prophet still, if bird or devil-
Wether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here Ashore,
Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by Horror haunted-tell me truly, I implore-
Is there-is there balm in Gilead?-tell me-tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore"

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!-prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us-by that Kami we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named #18-
Clasp a rate and radiant maiden whom the angels named #18."
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, up-starting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie they soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!-quite the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Vegeta just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted-nevermore!

I jolted awake when someone shook me. Scared out of my wits I was, before I could get a chance to see who it is. I open my eyes, and saw the familiar eyes of my best friend Son Goku. I give a sigh of relief, but I regretted that sigh of relief because just behind Goku was the raven, no it was Vegeta.

"H..h..hi Goku" uttered I, sitting back into the large chair that I had just leapt out of. "Where's your candy Krillin?" Goku asks me as he held up a large bag full to the brim with candy. "I didn't go trick-or-treating, Goku" I replied, wishing it wasn't storming outside. My nerves were already a wreck, not to mention that Vegeta was behind Goku, giving me an evil eye, that reminded me of the story 'A tall tell heart'

Chichi suddenly busted trough the door, intent on taking Goku's candy away. "Goku, honey, Time to give up your candy for the night" Chichi said soothingly. "But Chichi" Goku whined "No buts Goku. You know what happens when you eat lots of candy before you go to bed. Just like last year. You were up all night with a stomach ache from eating too much candy." Just then, Gohan walked in with his daughter Pan, who was shoveling candy into her mouth.

I got up to get a glass of water, to find out that the water was running red. A little freaked out I was so I dropped the cup, making a noise. I noticed that the was a piece of something white coming out of the faucet. I pulled, and out popped a cotton ball that had red die that was soaking it. I gave a meaning look towards the room. I walk back to the room, and sat down making a loud farting noise. Blushing, I jumped right back up and looked behind me to the chair. And saw a large whoopee coshine. Hearing giggles behind the chair, I jump on the chair, and peeked over the edge. What my eyes did see was Goten and Trunks laughing at me.

I shake my fist at them like my grandfather did to other people. I plop down wearily in my seat. All of a sudden, the lights went out, even the candles in the pumpkins went out.

All of a sudden you can hear two giggles of two boys who were behind my chair. I sighed, not wanting know what was going on. A loud bang rang through the room, followed by groans, and tugging.

I ignored it and walked to the light switch, flipping it up and down, with no success. I hear the sound of candy wrappers being unwrapped, and the candy being sucked in like a vacuum. 'Most likely its Goku' I thought to my self, then my brain came up with something else. 'It could be Vegeta getting ready to kill you' That made me freaked out more. I franticly search for my flash light to check the breaker box. When I turn on the flash light, and turn it to where I was sitting, I see Goten and Trunks whispering about something, Goku in a pile of candy wrappers, Pan and Bra talking about something while shoveling candy into their mouths. I sighed, shook my head, and walked out of the room, out of the house, till I get to the breaker box behind the house. When I got there, and shinned the light on the cable, I found it cut, and sparkling on the ground, but the rain prevented it from starting a fire.

I was about to go back into the house when I heard a twig snap. I froze, scared stiff. I shinned my flash light over to the person, and gasped in horror. It was Freiza! I did something I've never done before. I screamed like a women, and jumped up and down. Flaying my arms around like an idiot, just like Bulma does.

I saw the shadow of Goku come out of the house at the sound of the screams. He ran to where I was, and saw Freiza. He totally freaked out. Then he started jumping from one foot to another. "Oh my God!" Girls voices shrieked through the air. "Its him! I mean them!" Pan shrieked hopping up and down with Bra.

"Who do you think it is?" I ask in a trembling voice, knowing it was Freiza.

"Its" Pan started to say, I tried to listen carefully, but her voice faded away. "Its Toonce's the driving cat!" Bra shrieked. I covered my ears, I never gotten used to high pitched girl's voices. "No Bra" Pan said "Its" again, I had to strain to hear. "It's the Ronin Warriors!" Pan announced, Bra again shrieked. 'This is worse than Marron's shrieking' I said to myself.

Out of no where, did they dawn on weird costumes over their Halloween costumes. "Come, Sailor Bra! We have to meet the Ronin Warriors!" I hear Pan say to Bra. "Right Sailor Pan!" Bra confirmed, and started to run. Right into two palm trees. They slid to the ground with a groan.

Goku walked up to Freiza who didn't do anything. I watch as Goku examined Freiza, noticing something, Goku pulled. Off with his head is the term you might use. "Its just a mask" Goku said relieved, "EEEEEEEEEEEEK!" I screamed again, because under the Freiza mask was Majin Buu. Goku again pulled, revealing that it was again just another mask. Bart Simpson, pull another mask. Goku kept on pulling off mask after mask. A witch, Barney. Which by the way, Vegeta and I fainted on seeing. Godzilla, a monkey, Vegeta, and even one of me. After a few minutes of pulling off masks, we stopped. A final mask, One of Dende. Goku reached over to pull it off when I heard a voice "Stop! It is I, Dende!" a voice commanded. Goku stopped.

I look off into the horizon to see my wife and daughter. Marron jumped out of her mothers arms, and ran to me. Talking a mile a minute she did. I watch as she started to stuff candy from her bag into her mouth. From behind #18 appeared Dende.

"Where is that imposter?" Dende hollered. I watch Dende as he stalked towards the figure in a Dende mask. "I don't know what your talking about" The figure in the Dende mask said.

"Relheeeally!" Goku suddenly said (authors note: think of Jim Carrey from Ace Ventura, Pet detective). To Vegeta, he said "Nice to meet you. Bumble Bee Tuna, Bumble Bee Tuna!" Vegeta just looked at Goku, and slugged him in the jaw, sending him into the water. Chichi pulled out a rolling pin from god knows where, and banged Vegeta over the head with it.

I watched as Goku jumped out of the water, and did his hair funny. Goku looked at me and said “Excuse me, do you have a breath mint?” I nodded, handed him one, which he took, and ate it. “Spank you, spank you very much” I looked towards Chichi who was dodging the rolling pin Vegeta threw at her. From inside the house, a loud bang came.

Goten and Trunks ran out of the house. Trunks, who had his hair up in an 50’s fashion, and black sunglasses walked over to Marron and said “Hey sweet thing. Do the monkey with me!” Trunks said as he moved his arms in an upward and downward fashion.

“EEEEKKK!” I hear Marron scream, I run over to her as do my wife, but to my surprise, the look in her eyes were not one of a person scared, but a person ready for battle. She looked at me, and everybody else. “Your going down evil dynasty!” I look over to #18 to find out what Marron was talking about, but all #18 did was shrug her shoulders.

Marron held up her hands, brought them together, yelling “Armor of Wild Fire” She then brought her hands down, “TAO JIN!” I was surprised to see ribbons surrounding her, then, with a flash of light Marron stood there encased in a body of red armor, and two swords attached to her back.

Suddenly, Goten yelled “Armor of Hard Rock, TAO GI!” The same thing happened to Goten that happened to Marron, except he appeared encased in a body of orange armor.

Standing side by side, Marron and Goten announced “I am Marron of the Wild Fire” “I am Goten of Hard Rock” together, they said “And We’re the Ronin warriors who are going to take you down evil dynasty! Marron turned to me, and said “Come white blaze, we don’t have a minute to spare!”

Goten and Marron jumped on to the roof of the house, and started to fight the air.

Dende turned to the figure in the mask of him. “Whats all this?” he asks, “It seems you all found me lucky charms” The figure said, pulling off the mask, reveling the person.

I was shocked to see a little girl with cotton candy pink hair up in some kind of cone like ponytails. “Hehe. You all fell for me tinted candy.” “What tinted candy?” I ask, curious about what she is talking about. “Why, if you eat candy that is tinted, you become a character in a show that you seen last.” The little girl explained.

I nodded, not quite understanding. I look to my left, and see #18 pick up some of Marron’s candy, and pop them into her mouth. I watch horrified as she ate the candy. But a minute had passed and nothing happened. I gave a sigh of relief, but it was not to last. From the middle of #18, a bright light flashed for a few seconds, then disappear. #18 stood there in pink ballet shoes, white stockings, and pink ballerina outfit. Her hair was in some kind of ponytails. “Hi Krillin” She said to me in a high pitched girls voice, like some 10 year old girl. She walked around, her feet started to make squishing sounds like that of shoes and water. (authors note: Think of DeeDee from Dexter’s Laboratory)

I walked up to the little girl with my fist extended in anger when someone grabbed my hand. I look up to see that it was Gohan who had grabbed my hand. “What are you doing Gohan?” I ask. “May I see some license and registration Lady?” Gohan.

“What are you talking about Gohan?” I asked, trying to shake off his hand. I suddenly heard a ‘craw, craw.’ I look up to see a raven flying towards me, then landing on my shoulder. The bird started to pull at my clothes with its sharp beak.

Gohan turned to his left, and said to air, as if there was a real person there “It seems we have a DUI here. The lady is not helping matters anyway. So it looks like I’ll have to take her in. Videl!” Gohan calls out, “Bring the cruiser around” Videl comes out with a suite case, and opens it. Gohan then picks Me up, and stuffs me in the suite case, which I of course protest as loudly as I could. I even still had the Raven stuck to my shoulder picking at my clothes.

I had to use a Kamehameha to get my self out of the case. As soon as I was out, I looked at the roof for my daughter, and saw her talking not only to Goten, but 5 older boys.

“Videl! Get the armed car, this lady just wrecked the cruiser.” Gohan yells out. Videl runs back to Gohan, and hands him a capsual. I look in fear. If they get me in that, I’ll never be able to get out.

Standing there, quaking in fear. I look back and forth. My wife on the right, prancing around in her ballerina outfit. My daughter on the right, on the roof with 6 boys and Goten, and in front of me was Gohan and Videl who thought they were police officers.

Videl held me down while Gohan did something with the capsual. Before Gohan could get me in the capsual, I saw Dende arguing with the pink hair girl.

Trunks was still doing the monkey, Pan and Bra were dancing around, thinking they were dancing with the Ronin warriors. Marron and Goten continued to talk to the 5 boys. Just before Gohan could put me in, I heard a jungle cry that sounded like Goku.

With a pop they put me in the capsual, and...

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” someone screamed. Bulma woke up at the sound, and looked over to Vegeta. “What’s wrong Vegetable head?” Bulma asked, in a sleepy voice.

“Shut up woman” Vegeta snapped, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Was it a bad dream?” Bulma guessed. Vegeta just looked over to her, quirked an eyebrow. Bulma took it as a sign yes. She moved over, and rested her head on his shoulder. “Why don’t you tell me about it?” She asked holding his hand gently.

Vegeta told her the dream. Every little bit. “But I was dreaming that I was the shorty, Krillin. And everyone was acting crazy.” “Oh, my poor Vegetable head” Bulma crooned out softly, as if to an infant.

“Where are you going?” Bulma asked when Vegeta got up. ‘Hmm, better not tell her what I’m really going to do’ Vegeta thought to himself. “I’m going to gravity room” Vegeta said, lying right through his teeth. Bulma accepted it, and pulled the covers over her head, falling back to sleep.

Vegeta quickly, and quietly left the house. Heading straight for Krillin’s house. Instead of knocking, Vegeta just quietly went into the house, looking for Krillin’s bedroom. He found it almost instantly.

Chuckling evily, Vegeta stood over Krillin.

Krillin woke at the sound of the chuckle. “Ve..Ve..Vegeta” Krillin stuttered.

“That’s right shorty” Vegeta said, his lips pulled into a evil smirk. He bent over, and grabbed Krillin by the scruff of his pj’s. Holding one hand out to Krillin, a small, but powerful ki blast formed, and fired. Before it hit Krillin...

“WAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Krillin screamed, sitting straight up in his bed, next to #18, who woke up.

“I had the most strangest dream. I dreamed I was Vegeta, who dreamed that he was me. It was Halloween, and crazy stuff was happening.” Krillin explained to #18 in a rush. She just shushed him, and cradled him in her arms.

All the while, there was tapping at the window, but no one noticed till a minute later. The tapping continued, making both #18 and Krillin look. They saw a large Raven tapping on the window, making cawing sounds, and giving Krillin the evil eye.

Krillin’s eyes widened, and he dove under the covers. #18 just sighed, went to the window and shooed the bird away. Walking back to the bed, she thought she heard the bird utter “Me lucky charms.”

The end

Thanks for reading this story. If you finished, and your shaking your head saying “What was she thinking when she wrote this story?” Well, So do I. I don’t know why I wrote this story, but I enjoyed it. If you didn’t get the part about Toonce’s the Driving cat, well, if you watch Saturday night live you would. Its a cat the drives a car, drinks alcohol, and is a good driver.