Sup Guys, check out my stories on my page, I hope you like them. This is another story that I just thought a few minutes ago. Yup, stuff be happening like that. My friend said if you keep getting Idea's out of no where, then your a good writer, either that or something along those lines, lol.

Thanks to lavenblue for all that she's done! n.n

Summary: What would life be like if there was not one, but Two dark haired Hybrid's. After a fight broke loose between two certain teens, an accident occurred and no one is sure how to fix it. No one know's how long this would last but they all hope soon as trouble starts to appear between the two twins.

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*Glass Shattering*

Bra sighed. "Ugh! Not again!" She was currently sitting on the couch with Goten and Marron- They were all tired and annoyed.

"How many hours have they been going at it?" Marron asked.

"I don't know? I lost count after the third hour," Goten replied. He rested his face on the palm of his hand as his elbow rested on the arm of the couch. They didn't even bother to turn as the two teens ran by, yelling and swearing at one another.

"You know I'm sick of this!" Bra exclaimed. She stood up from her seat and turned to the two. "All they do is fight, argue and curse at each other. I'm tired of it! I barely hang out with Pan anymore!" Tears started to appear in her eyes.

"What about me?" Goten asked, putting a hand to his heart- faking a hurt expression.

She rolled her eyes at him. "I can't talk about boys with you."

"And thank goodness for that." He muttered.

"Hello? I'm not invisible!" Marron exclaimed.

"Yeah, but remember it's just us three girls, and I know you miss Pan-Chan, too." She said putting her hands on her hips.

"True," Marron agreed.

Just then they heard footstep's nearing at a fast pace.

"Get back here you stupid jerk!" A loud voice yelled.

They recognized it as Pan. She wore a dark blue belly shirt- that had long sleeves, with black jeans and training boots.

She was currently chasing the one thing she despised with a passion, Trunks Vegeta Brief. He wore a black wife beater, with dark blue jeans and training boots.

He was currently running away from the soaked, but angry teen.

"Come get me if you want me that bad, Panny!" He called over his shoulder. This just caused her to growl lowly as she sped up.

The three watched with wide eyes as they ran down the hall. They soon heard a loud thud on the hard wooden floor, and then Trunks' laughter followed. They automatically knew who fell.

"Okay something needs to happen and soon. I don't know how much more of this I can take." Bra sighed as she slumped back down in her seat, between the two.

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Somewhere else...

"So tell me why you moved your lab up here again," Said a man who was in his mid-thirties. He was looking through a glass cylinder that was filled with a greenish-brown substance, surrounded by clear liquid. He stood up, looking at the much older women. He followed her deeper into the almost half filled room.

"I'm running out of space in the main lab with all my inventions, and nobody ever comes down this corridor anyways." Bulma explained.

"Ah… So what's this new invention you wanted me to see?" Gohan asked, glancing to his left at another one of her contraptions. This one had many parts coming out of every side- incomplete. From what he could see, there were many incomplete projects.

"This is what I wanted to show you," Bulma said, moving to the side.

Gohan's head slowly trailed up as his eyes scanned the tall object. It had two glass doors with light bulbs going around the rectangular contraption.

"I successfully developed a process that enables me to isolate then duplicate molecules, so in other words, this is a clone machine." She stated proudly.

Gohan nodded- proud of her, too... "This is fantastic, Bulma." He exclaimed. "When can we test it?"

"Soon… I just have to make sure all the wires are in the right place, and make sure a certain pair of teens is calm enough, so there won't be any interruptions." She answered, throwing a small laugh in there.

Gohan nodded a small smile on his face as he looked back at the new device.

"Come on, help me with the wiring, and then we'll check on the kids." Bulma said as she walked closer to the contrivance.

Gohan rolled his sleeves up to his elbows and approached the women, waiting to be instructed.

"Right…"

30 minutes later...

The front of the door was open as she inspected the insides before going to the back to see how Gohan was doing with the wiring. She nodded when she saw he was fine.

"Okay, now just connect the blue to the other blue..." Bulma ordered.

Gohan did as he was told and connected the two together.

"Okay, connect the yellow to the yellow, and the red to the red while I drill in the rest of the screws." She said, stepping aside to his left. Knowing how strong Saiyan hearing was, she handed him some ear plugs.

Right before she started to screw in the large screws, she looked at the small amount in her hand. "Hm, need more screws." She muttered to herself. She quickly made her way to the door and left, closing it behind her.

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*Boom!*

"BRAT'S!" The two teens quickly ran back into the large house as fast as their feet could carry them. Panic written all over their faces. As they turned a corner…! Vegeta appeared- enraged and shooting multiple Ki blasts at them. He growled loudly before chasing after them once more.

The two ran side by side, breathing heavily. They knew he was very close.

You see, the two were still at it, and with an angry Princess of an almost extinct race yelling her head off at them, they decided to take it outside. But, as they were high in the sky in the back yard, carelessly fighting one another, Trunks shot a powerful Ki blast at her. She deflected it to the side, forgetting that the G.R. was placed there. So, with a now destroyed Gravity Room, equals a certain angry Prince. And thus, this is where the two teen's stand: Running for their lives.

They both continued to run from the spiky-haired man. As the hall was coming to an end, they were about to split up when Trunks quickly grabbed Pan's wrist, yanking her in his direction as he quickly lead her down the hall. Surely, if they had split up, he would have gone after one of them, and Trunks knew that he was the one. So, why not drag Pan along if they suddenly got caught? At least they'd both get in trouble for it.

As he led her down another hall, he went in a different direction that neither was familiar with. She was about to complain to him to let her go, but Vegeta suddenly appeared in front of them.

He stood there with his arms crossed over his chest- in a superior way, and a glare fixed on his face.

They screamed in shock as they skidded to a stop. As fast as lightening, Trunks threw a Ki blast at his father's feet, causing a distraction. As Vegeta jumped out of the way, Trunks led Pan down the hall before taking a left.

"Stupid brat's…!" Vegeta hissed as he quickly flew in the same direction as the two. But, when he turned the corner, they were nowhere in sight. He balled his hands into tight fists, his whole body shaking with rage. "Curse you brat's!" He yelled as he flew down the hall in the search of his prey.

Trunks took them down three more halls, making sure to go in different directions before choosing a door. Quickly, he opened the first door and entered, along with the dark haired girl. He closed the door quickly and leaned against it, sighing.

Pan looked around the room in confusion. Why were there inventions in here? She was about to question it, when she was suddenly yanked backwards. Her back hit his chest hard as a hand clamped over her mouth to keep her quiet. She started talking but her voice was muffled by his hand.

"Shhh!" He hissed. His head turned slightly as he listened closely. He tried to listen for any footsteps nearing, not hearing any. He then tried to locate his father's energy, and sensed that he was down the hall. "Lower your Ki, now!" He ordered lowly.

She nodded faintly and did as he instructed. He lowered his Ki also.

They felt him slowly flying closer, and she started to panic a little. Trunks took note of this. He hoped his father would just go away already.

When they felt Vegeta pass by, they waited a few more seconds before relaxing.

Frowning, Pan ripped his hand off her face and turned around to glare at the older teen. "This is your entire fault!"

"It's not my fault that you can't handle a measly Ki blast!" He stated, smirking.

"That could have killed me!"

He waved her off. "You're over-exaggerating." He exclaimed. He pushed himself off the door and began to walk around the mysterious room.

"Asshole!" Pan spat before smacking him on the back of his head, and running further into the large room.

He ran right after her.

As she was running, she never watched where she was going and tripped over some wires. She groaned as she scraped her knee. Slowly, she got up and as she turned around, a fist flew towards her face. If it wasn't for her good reflexes, she would have been hit badly.

She blocked all his fast and hard punches. The impact caused her to keep moving back as she struggled to keep up with him. With three more punches- she blocked the first two, but the last one got her good in the face. She stumbled back, and before she could even register what happened, Trunks aimed a perfect kick to her stomach, sending her flying back. She shrieked when her back hit a metal wall. Wait… A metal wall…?

When she slid down, she heard a loud slam and looked up. Getting a little scared, she jumped to her feet and tried to run, but was stopped as her face smacked into the glass door that separated her from Trunks.

Trunks eyes widened, and he rushed to the glass door. He could see the nervousness in her eyes as she screamed his name. "Pan, calm down… I- I'll get you out, hold on!" He said, a little nervous himself. He looked up at the tall machine, trying to find the 'open' button.

"Hurry up!" Pan said, looking around the machine on the inside. For some reason, she didn't have a good feeling about this.

He went to the side of the machine, and saw a big red button. Without thinking, he slammed his hand on the button before going back to the front. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Why wasn't the door opening?

Just then, his ears picked up on a small click and in seconds, a light slowly started to lower itself. When it reached Pan, she started to panic. The light slowly scanned her from head to toe before it completely engulfed the teen in smoke.

"Trunks…!"

"Pan…!" He yelled, panicking. He started to bang his fist on the glass door, but it wouldn't budge one bit. His eyes then wandered to the side as the other glass was also engulfed in white smoke.

Once the smoke cleared, his eyes widened. Pan had a hand on the glass to support her. "Pan! Pan, are you alright?!" He asked.

Slowly, she raised her head with half opened eyes, and in an instant, they were glaring at him. "Does it look like I'm alright?! Get me out of this crap!" She roared.

"Fine!" He snapped angrily. He looked to the side once more to see if there was another button, but found nothing. Suddenly, the door opened and he quickly made his way to the front. He mentally growled. He should rip the glass off its hedges. What type of glass was this anyways? Maxi glass…?

He pulled the door open, fully, and Pan started to fall, but Trunks quickly caught her. She looked up at him; a small blush appeared on her face as she noticed how close they were. She mentally slapped herself. What was she blushing for? She was always near him, and this never happened. What was wrong with her?

Trunks blushed lightly as he felt her chest press hard into his. He mentally scolded himself. He was not supposed to be focusing on how she was pressed into him. He had to make sure she was alright, and then yell at her for her idiotic stunt. This was all her fault anyways.

Both teens' thoughts were interrupted as they heard a thud on the floor. They turned their heads, looking at the ground, seeing a figure lying face down.

"Uh..." Was their response as they watched the figure, that wasn't moving? They flinched when the form started twitching slightly before they heard a small groan.

Slowly, the figure started to get up from the floor.

The figure then turned to the two, noticing they were standing there. "Um...?"

Trunks and Pan's eyes widened in complete shock as they pointed at it… "AHHHHHHHHH!" Many footsteps were heard, but the two continued to scream. 'What the heck is this?!' Both of them thought.

"What is going on in here?" Bulma yelled, causing the two to jump slightly.

They then noticed Bra, Goten, Marron and Vegeta standing behind her.

"M-Mom…?" Trunks stuttered.

"Yes?"

"Why do I see two Pan's?!"

That's when everyone noticed a duplicate of the dark-haired Saiyan, standing there looking confused. They jumped back in shock as the girl turned her head towards them.

She was wearing the exact same thing as their Pan- A dark blue belly shirt with long sleeves, black jeans and training boots. Her hair had the same ruffled look that reached her mid-back.

"Well you got your wish, Bra. Something did happen." Goten joked.

That earned him an elbow in his ribs…