Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or these characters. This is an original work by OmegaNY.
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Author's Note: Unless I get a few more reivews, I will not update thsi story for a LONG time...so please review!!
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The Attempt
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Chapter 1
The letter was written, the ice ready, and the blade sharpened. She read over the letter once more to make sure it was perfect. It was. She let at a sigh and put her wrists in the ice bucket, causing the nerves to numb slightly. That would remove some of the pain. She could take it, though. She was a Saiyan. She knew that, but no one else seemed to believe it. With renewed anger, she took the blade in her right hand and put it to a wrist. "Goodbye, everyone. I hope that this will end my pain." She said softly to herself.
The blade was pressed into her wrist, and before she lost function, she switched the blade to her left hand and cut her other wrist. Blood began pouring out, and she laid on her bed, smiling. Her sheets turned red with blood, and she began to feel all of her worries and pain fade away. A blackness covered her eyes, and she could feel herself floating away from everything around her. It was so silent, so peaceful; she knew she made the right decision. She then fell asleep.
Her father walked in a minute later, by chance. With a loud scream, he grabbed her in his arms, squeezing her wrists to stop the flow of blood, and flew to the hospital. He got there in time, they stopped the bleeding, and she was diagnosed in serious condition. She wouldn't wake up for several hours, they told the father. Around that time the rest of the family showed up, with other friends on the way. Her father did not go to meet them, but stayed in the room, his head resting on his daughter's stomach. Her gown was wet where she lay from the tears he had shed.
The others looked on with shock, as the once lively Saiyan had been cut down by her own hand. No one knew why, but they all had their suspicions. Trunks decided to fly to her room to look for a note, hopefully finding some answers. When he got there, he found exactly what he was looking for. A note, recently written in pen, describing why she had done it. He grabbed it and flew back to the hospital, reading the note on the way. It had all become clear now. He wondered why she acted like she did that day. She had acted like she was leaving, like she wanted to say goodbye. Now he understood.
Dear Everyone,
I am sorry to do this to you, but I can't take it anymore. Everyone is always looking down on me, so I figure it would be best if I just left and didn't bother you anymore. Gohan, I know you love me, but you are over protective and won't let me be myself. Obviously, I am not what you want in a daughter. Videl, you are a great mother, but you could never understand me, and you were too much like Gohan in trying to change me. Goten, I look up to you since you are my uncle, but you are always acting like I get in the way. I guess I won't get in the way anymore. Trunks, I have always had a crush on you but you always push me away saying I was too young, and breaking my heart. Vegeta, you believe that my lack of Saiyan blood makes me weak, and not even a hybrid. You attack me both physically and mentally whenever you are near me. Bra, you are a good friend, but everyone else, including you, would always tell me how I should be more like you, since I am a girl. Well, I guess no one will tell me that again. Goodbye Everyone!
Love,
Pan
When he arrived he showed the letter to the others. Even Gohan left her bedside to read the note. Once he did, he broke down crying. Videl hugged him tight and cried as well, while the rest of the friends and family were either crying or about to. Even Vegeta showed signs of almost crying, which was a first for them to see. Gohan and Videl went back together to her bedside, and sat there, waiting for her to wake up. Hours past and finally she began to awaken.
Pan's eyes fluttered open, and with a load groan, she tried to get up, only to find herself too weak and in too much pain to move. Feeling started coming in from all around her body, especially pain from her arms. It took her a few seconds to adjust her eyes and try to grasp where she was. Pan saw bright white lights and white sheets. Everything was white, like after a snowfall, but it wasn't cold. She looked around the room as her strength returned, and found her parents asleep in each other's arms.
It was then she remembered what happened. She looked at her wrists to confirm it. Now she knew where she was, the hospital. "Dammit!" She whispered to herself, as she gained all the strength she could to sit up. "I can't even kill myself right." Pan said angrily. She could feel her strength returning until she was able to get up, in much pain, and walk to the window. "I guess I need to give this more thought." Pan told herself. She opened the window and flew out of it, knowing exactly where to go. A place where she could disappear from everyone and everything and just think. She left another note and flew to Kame's Lookout, and sneaked towards the Room Of Spirit And Time.
Pan wondered why this idea hadn't hit her before. With Bulma's additions to the room, she could spend seven years straight in the room. She could get older, grow stronger, and sort out her problems without anyone's interference. She didn't want to stay for seven years, but she knew she needed to give her friends and family some time without her to sort out their problems. She set the room for seven years, or one week in Earth time. Without a second thought, she entered the room and closed the door behind her. She would rest first, then start her training. The anger she had towards her family and friends was deep, and she was able to use it in her training. Within the second year, she had already become a Super Saiyan. This didn't stop her, though. She wanted to get even stronger.
Meanwhile, Gohan awoke in the hospital an hour after Pan left. He looked to the bed to see Pan missing. He then looked around the room and didn't find her, but he did find the open window. Fearing the worst, he looked out the window to the ground, but didn't see her there. Gohan then saw the note on the bed, grabbed it, and ran out of the room, waking up Videl and everyone else. "What is it Gohan??" Videl asked. "Pan.She escaped.She left us a note." Gohan said, almost unable to talk due to the shock. The note was short but to the point.
Dear Dad,
I have gone off to go think. I didn't want to stay and receive your pity. I am going to think for a while, and then make my decision to either come back or finish what I started. I do not know how long it will be, so don't wait up. Don't try to find me either, because you will not be able to. Goodbye once more.
Love,
Pan
He read the note a few times before he began to cry again. He knew that it was now out of his hands to save her. Everyone but Gohan went home that night, and went to sleep in silence. Gohan searched for Pan's ki, but could not find it. He was worried that she had already done the deed. Gohan continued to search for her but gave up after four days of nonstop searching. He made it home and passed out in his bed. Videl covered him up and held him tightly, attempting to comfort him. Such action was being taken by everyone, each hurt emotionally by Pan's actions.
Back in the ROSAT, Pan had reached her fourth year, and with it, the next level. She was now SSJ2, and not ready to stop. The years passed like minutes, and soon it was her last day. She stopped her training, now at SSJ3, and began to clean herself up. She took a long bath, fixed her now long, flowing hair, cleaned up, and slept. The day ended, and she opened the door of the ROSAT. Knowing they would sense her soon, she lowered her ki as much as possible and headed towards Capsule Corp.
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Author's Note: Unless I get a few more reivews, I will not update thsi story for a LONG time...so please review!!
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The Attempt
****************
Chapter 1
The letter was written, the ice ready, and the blade sharpened. She read over the letter once more to make sure it was perfect. It was. She let at a sigh and put her wrists in the ice bucket, causing the nerves to numb slightly. That would remove some of the pain. She could take it, though. She was a Saiyan. She knew that, but no one else seemed to believe it. With renewed anger, she took the blade in her right hand and put it to a wrist. "Goodbye, everyone. I hope that this will end my pain." She said softly to herself.
The blade was pressed into her wrist, and before she lost function, she switched the blade to her left hand and cut her other wrist. Blood began pouring out, and she laid on her bed, smiling. Her sheets turned red with blood, and she began to feel all of her worries and pain fade away. A blackness covered her eyes, and she could feel herself floating away from everything around her. It was so silent, so peaceful; she knew she made the right decision. She then fell asleep.
Her father walked in a minute later, by chance. With a loud scream, he grabbed her in his arms, squeezing her wrists to stop the flow of blood, and flew to the hospital. He got there in time, they stopped the bleeding, and she was diagnosed in serious condition. She wouldn't wake up for several hours, they told the father. Around that time the rest of the family showed up, with other friends on the way. Her father did not go to meet them, but stayed in the room, his head resting on his daughter's stomach. Her gown was wet where she lay from the tears he had shed.
The others looked on with shock, as the once lively Saiyan had been cut down by her own hand. No one knew why, but they all had their suspicions. Trunks decided to fly to her room to look for a note, hopefully finding some answers. When he got there, he found exactly what he was looking for. A note, recently written in pen, describing why she had done it. He grabbed it and flew back to the hospital, reading the note on the way. It had all become clear now. He wondered why she acted like she did that day. She had acted like she was leaving, like she wanted to say goodbye. Now he understood.
Dear Everyone,
I am sorry to do this to you, but I can't take it anymore. Everyone is always looking down on me, so I figure it would be best if I just left and didn't bother you anymore. Gohan, I know you love me, but you are over protective and won't let me be myself. Obviously, I am not what you want in a daughter. Videl, you are a great mother, but you could never understand me, and you were too much like Gohan in trying to change me. Goten, I look up to you since you are my uncle, but you are always acting like I get in the way. I guess I won't get in the way anymore. Trunks, I have always had a crush on you but you always push me away saying I was too young, and breaking my heart. Vegeta, you believe that my lack of Saiyan blood makes me weak, and not even a hybrid. You attack me both physically and mentally whenever you are near me. Bra, you are a good friend, but everyone else, including you, would always tell me how I should be more like you, since I am a girl. Well, I guess no one will tell me that again. Goodbye Everyone!
Love,
Pan
When he arrived he showed the letter to the others. Even Gohan left her bedside to read the note. Once he did, he broke down crying. Videl hugged him tight and cried as well, while the rest of the friends and family were either crying or about to. Even Vegeta showed signs of almost crying, which was a first for them to see. Gohan and Videl went back together to her bedside, and sat there, waiting for her to wake up. Hours past and finally she began to awaken.
Pan's eyes fluttered open, and with a load groan, she tried to get up, only to find herself too weak and in too much pain to move. Feeling started coming in from all around her body, especially pain from her arms. It took her a few seconds to adjust her eyes and try to grasp where she was. Pan saw bright white lights and white sheets. Everything was white, like after a snowfall, but it wasn't cold. She looked around the room as her strength returned, and found her parents asleep in each other's arms.
It was then she remembered what happened. She looked at her wrists to confirm it. Now she knew where she was, the hospital. "Dammit!" She whispered to herself, as she gained all the strength she could to sit up. "I can't even kill myself right." Pan said angrily. She could feel her strength returning until she was able to get up, in much pain, and walk to the window. "I guess I need to give this more thought." Pan told herself. She opened the window and flew out of it, knowing exactly where to go. A place where she could disappear from everyone and everything and just think. She left another note and flew to Kame's Lookout, and sneaked towards the Room Of Spirit And Time.
Pan wondered why this idea hadn't hit her before. With Bulma's additions to the room, she could spend seven years straight in the room. She could get older, grow stronger, and sort out her problems without anyone's interference. She didn't want to stay for seven years, but she knew she needed to give her friends and family some time without her to sort out their problems. She set the room for seven years, or one week in Earth time. Without a second thought, she entered the room and closed the door behind her. She would rest first, then start her training. The anger she had towards her family and friends was deep, and she was able to use it in her training. Within the second year, she had already become a Super Saiyan. This didn't stop her, though. She wanted to get even stronger.
Meanwhile, Gohan awoke in the hospital an hour after Pan left. He looked to the bed to see Pan missing. He then looked around the room and didn't find her, but he did find the open window. Fearing the worst, he looked out the window to the ground, but didn't see her there. Gohan then saw the note on the bed, grabbed it, and ran out of the room, waking up Videl and everyone else. "What is it Gohan??" Videl asked. "Pan.She escaped.She left us a note." Gohan said, almost unable to talk due to the shock. The note was short but to the point.
Dear Dad,
I have gone off to go think. I didn't want to stay and receive your pity. I am going to think for a while, and then make my decision to either come back or finish what I started. I do not know how long it will be, so don't wait up. Don't try to find me either, because you will not be able to. Goodbye once more.
Love,
Pan
He read the note a few times before he began to cry again. He knew that it was now out of his hands to save her. Everyone but Gohan went home that night, and went to sleep in silence. Gohan searched for Pan's ki, but could not find it. He was worried that she had already done the deed. Gohan continued to search for her but gave up after four days of nonstop searching. He made it home and passed out in his bed. Videl covered him up and held him tightly, attempting to comfort him. Such action was being taken by everyone, each hurt emotionally by Pan's actions.
Back in the ROSAT, Pan had reached her fourth year, and with it, the next level. She was now SSJ2, and not ready to stop. The years passed like minutes, and soon it was her last day. She stopped her training, now at SSJ3, and began to clean herself up. She took a long bath, fixed her now long, flowing hair, cleaned up, and slept. The day ended, and she opened the door of the ROSAT. Knowing they would sense her soon, she lowered her ki as much as possible and headed towards Capsule Corp.