Hello, everyone! ^^; Sorry I haven't put up a new story in a while, or updated any of them XP... this is my first attempt to write a T/P story, so be nice! This takes place in Mirai Trunks' timeline so yes, there is a Mirai Pan in this. It's from her POV too ^_^;... Well anyway, hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ... no matter how much I wish I did...
(Just to let you know, Pan and Trunks are about 15)
~ Someone to Love ~
It was at this time that the Earth was plunged into darkness… all because of the evil androids… They were full of hatred and held hostility against all humans, their sole purpose to destroy all of mankind… Wreaking havoc in cities and killing people was just fun and games to them.
The androids were feared by everyone because of the suffering they caused… They had taken everything I loved and cherished away… I wanted more than anything to get revenge.
The ruthless duo had killed both of my parents, Gohan and Videl. I, Son Pan, was left alone… to face the world by myself. Born mostly human but with a tad of saiyan blood in me, I was cautious and daring, bold and fierce… I was everything I had to be to survive.
My heart still aches in pain as I sit here, staring at the midnight sky, thinking of the two people I loved most… my mother and father. Although I never wanted to admit it, I knew they were gone. I wished to the stars every night in hopes that they could bring them back, but they couldn't… Nothing could bring them back, nothing…
I cried out as the tears rolling down my cheeks burned my face.
"Why couldn't it have been me? Why did they have to go?" I thought to myself. "This isn't fair!" I screamed in rage and slammed my fist into the ground. I sobbed uncontrollably for the first time in years, letting all of my emotions come out freely. I had hid in the darkness far too long. I had to do something besides sit here and cry over what I had lost. Yes, that's it…
I stood up quickly, still looking at the sky, the wind brushing my raven hair in front of my face. I clenched my fists tightly at my sides, feeling more powerful than ever before. "This is it…" I thought to myself mentally again, "I shall achieve becoming a super saiyan… just like my father and grandfather… then… then I can stop the androids." That famous Son smirk that belonged to my grandfather, Goku, appeared on my face as I thought of the possibilities of me, beating the androids, once and for all.
The devious smirk soon faded as a new thought crossed my mind. How am I going to do it though? I sighed and sat back down on the ground in despair. More tears, only silent ones, slid down my already red, tear-stained face. I'm sorry, dad… I'm sorry I'm such a weakling… none of this would have ever happened if I hadn't been in the way…
Still thinking all hope for me was lost, I lay down in the grass and curled up into a ball, drifting off to sleep as my eyelids grew heavier.
"Don't worry, mom…dad… I'll get back at them someday… I swear it…" I whispered before falling sound asleep.
The next day I awoke to see the sun shining brightly and to hear the birds chirping happily. Today was just as beautiful as yesterday and I could sit here as long as I wanted to, just staring into the pool of crystal clear water that was near-by or listening to the serene sound of the forest. I could do that everyday if I wanted to, having nowhere else to go. It was nice at times, but I wish I had someone to talk to. Someone to share secrets with, someone to cry with, someone to laugh with… Little did I know, that person was already here and he had yet to find me.
I heard rustling in the bushes behind me so I quickly grabbed the only weapon I had, a small dagger, and stepped away carefully.
"Show yourself!" I commanded the unknown figure that was hiding. I waited for something to come out, but the bushes remained still and I relaxed a little. The bushes started moving again and I saw a hint of purple clothing in between the low branches. Not wanting to be this being's prey, I took action and threw the dagger straight into the bushes where I thought the stranger would most likely be. The person hiding yelped in pain and fell out from behind the bushes. I gasped as I stared at a boy about my age with lavender hair and blue eyes, who was grasping onto his arm where the dagger had hit him. I wish I hadn't thrown it.
I rushed over to him and dropped down to my knees, helping him sit up as the blood soaked through his purple jacket. He violently pushed away from me and I fell back in surprise.
"What are you crazy?! Don't touch me!" the boy yelled as tried to pull the dagger out of his arm. Another cry of pain escaped from his mouth, for tugging at the dagger made it worse. He glared at me, taking short and deep breaths. "Why did you throw that at me?"
"You scared me, baka. It's not like anyone comes around this place often," I snapped at him. I rolled my eyes and moved towards him again but he only scooted back again in fear. I laughed a little and said, "Don't be scared of me, I don't bite. Just let me help you." I reached for his arm and pulled it closer for me to look at, not giving him time to respond. He seemed a bit calmer now as I examined it and I felt my face turn crimson as he stared at me. I glanced at him and he looked away, but I could tell he knew I was going to help him.
"This is going to hurt but it won't take long," I told him with a smirk and with a quick jolt, I pulled the dagger out of his arm. He yelped yet again as blood began to gush out of his wound. He was still in pain but his look toward me was kinder this time.
"Thanks… I guess," he said disgustedly as he stared at his blood-soaked sleeve.
"Take your jacket off so I can put this bandage on your arm," I said as I rummaged around in my backpack for the first aid kit. He hesitated for a moment and then took his jacket off and laid it aside as I pulled the bandages out. I began to wrap it around his injured arm as his gaze met mine. He had the most handsome eyes I had ever seen, let alone, he was the best looking guy I had seen period, even though I haven't seen many people for the past few years. There was something familiar about him… too familiar, as if we had encountered each other before this had happened. I looked at his purple jacket as my eyes fell upon this strange "C" symbol.
"Capsule Corp…." I whispered to myself, forgetting that boy was there at the moment.
"Yeah, my grandpa owns it. Ever heard him?" he asked me.
"No… I don't think I have," I replied with a sigh and tied a knot at the end of the bandages.
"You look really familiar… have we met before?" he inquired me yet again, his eyes looking over my outfit and figure. I did feel the same way he did, but I didn't exactly want to tell him… not yet.
"I don't think I've ever seen you before," I said as he looked back up at my face.
"My name's Trunks Brief," he told me, holding out his hand for me to shake. I felt a bit awkward towards this lavender-haired boy named Trunks, but I didn't want to be rude so I shook it firmly as both of our eyes met and locked.
"Pan… Son Pan,"
Eh, so what did you think? Please review, because like most people, if I get good ones, I'll keep writing ^_^;... Ja ne!
Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ... no matter how much I wish I did...
(Just to let you know, Pan and Trunks are about 15)
~ Someone to Love ~
It was at this time that the Earth was plunged into darkness… all because of the evil androids… They were full of hatred and held hostility against all humans, their sole purpose to destroy all of mankind… Wreaking havoc in cities and killing people was just fun and games to them.
The androids were feared by everyone because of the suffering they caused… They had taken everything I loved and cherished away… I wanted more than anything to get revenge.
The ruthless duo had killed both of my parents, Gohan and Videl. I, Son Pan, was left alone… to face the world by myself. Born mostly human but with a tad of saiyan blood in me, I was cautious and daring, bold and fierce… I was everything I had to be to survive.
My heart still aches in pain as I sit here, staring at the midnight sky, thinking of the two people I loved most… my mother and father. Although I never wanted to admit it, I knew they were gone. I wished to the stars every night in hopes that they could bring them back, but they couldn't… Nothing could bring them back, nothing…
I cried out as the tears rolling down my cheeks burned my face.
"Why couldn't it have been me? Why did they have to go?" I thought to myself. "This isn't fair!" I screamed in rage and slammed my fist into the ground. I sobbed uncontrollably for the first time in years, letting all of my emotions come out freely. I had hid in the darkness far too long. I had to do something besides sit here and cry over what I had lost. Yes, that's it…
I stood up quickly, still looking at the sky, the wind brushing my raven hair in front of my face. I clenched my fists tightly at my sides, feeling more powerful than ever before. "This is it…" I thought to myself mentally again, "I shall achieve becoming a super saiyan… just like my father and grandfather… then… then I can stop the androids." That famous Son smirk that belonged to my grandfather, Goku, appeared on my face as I thought of the possibilities of me, beating the androids, once and for all.
The devious smirk soon faded as a new thought crossed my mind. How am I going to do it though? I sighed and sat back down on the ground in despair. More tears, only silent ones, slid down my already red, tear-stained face. I'm sorry, dad… I'm sorry I'm such a weakling… none of this would have ever happened if I hadn't been in the way…
Still thinking all hope for me was lost, I lay down in the grass and curled up into a ball, drifting off to sleep as my eyelids grew heavier.
"Don't worry, mom…dad… I'll get back at them someday… I swear it…" I whispered before falling sound asleep.
The next day I awoke to see the sun shining brightly and to hear the birds chirping happily. Today was just as beautiful as yesterday and I could sit here as long as I wanted to, just staring into the pool of crystal clear water that was near-by or listening to the serene sound of the forest. I could do that everyday if I wanted to, having nowhere else to go. It was nice at times, but I wish I had someone to talk to. Someone to share secrets with, someone to cry with, someone to laugh with… Little did I know, that person was already here and he had yet to find me.
I heard rustling in the bushes behind me so I quickly grabbed the only weapon I had, a small dagger, and stepped away carefully.
"Show yourself!" I commanded the unknown figure that was hiding. I waited for something to come out, but the bushes remained still and I relaxed a little. The bushes started moving again and I saw a hint of purple clothing in between the low branches. Not wanting to be this being's prey, I took action and threw the dagger straight into the bushes where I thought the stranger would most likely be. The person hiding yelped in pain and fell out from behind the bushes. I gasped as I stared at a boy about my age with lavender hair and blue eyes, who was grasping onto his arm where the dagger had hit him. I wish I hadn't thrown it.
I rushed over to him and dropped down to my knees, helping him sit up as the blood soaked through his purple jacket. He violently pushed away from me and I fell back in surprise.
"What are you crazy?! Don't touch me!" the boy yelled as tried to pull the dagger out of his arm. Another cry of pain escaped from his mouth, for tugging at the dagger made it worse. He glared at me, taking short and deep breaths. "Why did you throw that at me?"
"You scared me, baka. It's not like anyone comes around this place often," I snapped at him. I rolled my eyes and moved towards him again but he only scooted back again in fear. I laughed a little and said, "Don't be scared of me, I don't bite. Just let me help you." I reached for his arm and pulled it closer for me to look at, not giving him time to respond. He seemed a bit calmer now as I examined it and I felt my face turn crimson as he stared at me. I glanced at him and he looked away, but I could tell he knew I was going to help him.
"This is going to hurt but it won't take long," I told him with a smirk and with a quick jolt, I pulled the dagger out of his arm. He yelped yet again as blood began to gush out of his wound. He was still in pain but his look toward me was kinder this time.
"Thanks… I guess," he said disgustedly as he stared at his blood-soaked sleeve.
"Take your jacket off so I can put this bandage on your arm," I said as I rummaged around in my backpack for the first aid kit. He hesitated for a moment and then took his jacket off and laid it aside as I pulled the bandages out. I began to wrap it around his injured arm as his gaze met mine. He had the most handsome eyes I had ever seen, let alone, he was the best looking guy I had seen period, even though I haven't seen many people for the past few years. There was something familiar about him… too familiar, as if we had encountered each other before this had happened. I looked at his purple jacket as my eyes fell upon this strange "C" symbol.
"Capsule Corp…." I whispered to myself, forgetting that boy was there at the moment.
"Yeah, my grandpa owns it. Ever heard him?" he asked me.
"No… I don't think I have," I replied with a sigh and tied a knot at the end of the bandages.
"You look really familiar… have we met before?" he inquired me yet again, his eyes looking over my outfit and figure. I did feel the same way he did, but I didn't exactly want to tell him… not yet.
"I don't think I've ever seen you before," I said as he looked back up at my face.
"My name's Trunks Brief," he told me, holding out his hand for me to shake. I felt a bit awkward towards this lavender-haired boy named Trunks, but I didn't want to be rude so I shook it firmly as both of our eyes met and locked.
"Pan… Son Pan,"
Eh, so what did you think? Please review, because like most people, if I get good ones, I'll keep writing ^_^;... Ja ne!