Dragon Ball-GT - Pan's Innocence
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Authors Note: This is the only time I plan to post the age chart, so study it carefully. :P
Age Chart:
Trunks 28
Pan 17
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Chapter Two – At the Brink of Loss
Trunks laughed whole heartedly when he let Pan get within a few inches of him, but soon sped away from her grasp. "Too slow Pan-chan," he teased.
Pan growled with agitation as they both stopped and hovered in the air. "When I get my hands on you Trunks, you'll be sorry!" she shouted while catching her breath.
The half-Saiyan laughed again. "Well come on then Pan, you're never going to catch me at this rate," he stated arrogantly.
Pan's tail twitched and she soon found it hard to hold her position. "Fine, you asked for it!" she shouted and tightened her bandana as she readied herself for battle.
Trunks smirked at her comment and motioned his hand in an attempt to provoke her further.
The female fighter flew at him with extreme speed. "Woah there," Trunks said as he faded to the right, neatly dodging her assault. "You shouldn't take this so seriously Pan," he said as her eyes followed his movements and ruthlessly threw a backhand to his face, following up with a roundhouse kick, sending him to the not-so-friendly ground.
"That's what you get Boy! I thought I taught you never to underestimate your opponent!" Vegeta scolded and stood just outside the house; where Goten and Bra were also observing the fight.
Trunks moaned, knowing he would never hear the end of this from his father. "Ha! I caught you! You lousy tail snatcher!" Pan accused playfully and pinned him to the ground.
"Hey come on Pan, you're not really going to humiliate me in front of my dad are you?"
Pan narrowed her eyes at him but smiled nonetheless. "Well, I can't say you don't deserve it, but-"
She was interrupted when Trunks powered up and knocked her away. "Sorry Pan, but you should know by now not to let your guard down."
Pan growled. "Trunks you cheater!" she denounced and balanced herself.
"If you say so Pan, it seemed like a fair move to me," Trunks stated and took up his stance. "I'm serious this time, so let's do this."
The quarter Saiyan smiled with anticipation, she blinked and Trunks was gone. "Where'd he go?" She quickly turned; nothing. She looked back and Trunks spun and then threw a heavy kick straight to her stomach, launching her far from the city.
Afterwards Trunks flinched. "Oh maybe I over did it with that one…"
Vegeta took this time to approach his son. "Trunks, what are you doing?" he questioned once he was out of hearing range of Goten and Bra; all they could hear was muffled shouting.
Trunks clenched his fists at the sound of his father's disdainful voice. "What Father? I'm doing what you said; I'm giving her a push."
Vegeta's scowl never wavered as he stared at his son. "I didn't tell you to play with her, that's what you're doing, and if I didn't know any better I'd say you were trying to seduce her instead of train her."
Trunks suddenly sent a shocked yet angered glare to his Saiyan father; a nerve had been struck, and an extremely sensitive nerve at that. "How can you say that? She's one of my best friends; I'm only trying to do what's best for her!"
Vegeta scoffed. "Well you're not going to get her to transform with the way you're pussy footing around," he said and now Pan was on her way back, and fast.
Trunks braced himself for the incoming attack. "If I'm not doing it right, then why don't you take over?"
"Because. You're the only one she will respond to," said the Saiyan prince before Pan slammed Trunks into one of the many Capsule Corp. buildings.
"Fine, if it's up to me alone then it's time to turn it up a notch," Trunks decided as he recovered and stood.
"Sorry about that Vegeta-sensei," Pan said and stood where Trunks had been previously.
Vegeta scoffed. "Trunks was the one that crashed," he said calmly and quickly looked in Trunks' direction; his power level had increased dramatically.
Pan smiled at his statement, but didn't notice the warning. She merely got to glance up when Trunks uttered a battle cry and kneed her in the stomach and caught her by the throat, pinning her to the ground by one hand. "Say uncle now and I might let you up before you faint."
Pan sounded a grunt as she thought on his offer. "Why? I've yet to beat him up," she rasped and powered up in an attempt to get free, but Trunks did the same and suppressed her energy easily.
"Come on Pan, give up. You know I don't like to see you suffer," said Trunks as Pan continued to struggle, but found it harder to focus her vision as she was slowly losing consciousness.
"Never! I don't give up," she exclaimed weakly.
Trunks glanced to Vegeta. "Am I doing this right Father?" he thought bitterly; this was far too primitive in his mind, there had to be a better way to train her.
To his surprise, however, Vegeta nodded toward Pan's hair which was slowly starting to change color. "Pan?" Trunks asked and looked back at her pupils; they held no color. "You're doing it! Keep a hold Pan, don't let go!" he coached and released his grip.
"No Trunks! She doesn't know how to control it yet!" Vegeta warned but was too late, Pan's power exploded and sent Trunks hurtling past Goten and straight through the house, landing him conveniently in one of Bulma's labs. "Trunks!" Both Goten and Bra shouted and followed to help.
Pan stood up among the smoke and dirt, breathing heavy but prepared to fight. "Wha- what happened?" She looked to Vegeta for answers.
He approached her. "Don't you know?"
Pan's aqua orbs were lost and confused; the last thing she remembered was struggling under Trunks' strangle hold.
The Saiyan prince quickly removed her bandana and pulled her hair in front of her eyes, so she could see her newest accomplishment. "Is that…Am I-?" Pan asked, half her question unsaid as she stared at the blonde hair in disbelief.
Vegeta nodded and Pan looked around. "Wait, where is Trunks?" she wanted to know.
"He's probably unconscious after what you did to him," Vegeta answered and started his way to the house, which was currently being remodeled by the looks of it.
"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything, well not that I remember anyway…" She caught up with him and was still waiting for an answer.
Vegeta glanced down at her with one eye. "You haven't harnessed your power yet," was his only reply.
Pan frowned; that was the cold hard truth then? She could live with that.
She was staring at the floor when they came to the lab's entrance. Goten and Bra were both kneeling at Trunks' side; he was sitting up, but looked like he had a severely painful headache because he held the back of his head with one hand. "Trunks, are you ok?" Pan asked as she came near to the three, unknowingly powering down while her hair faded to black again.
"Hey Pan," Trunks replied weakly. "You know, you can really give a guy a headache when you want to."
Pan smiled and stared at him sadly. "Well I have bad news for you then, I didn't want to do that, so I'm not sure what would happen if I really meant it," she jeered.
Trunks chuckled a bit. "Well Goten, it looks like we got our work cut out for us; Pan's apt to surpassing us," Trunks said as Goten helped him to his feet.
Goten was about to reply when Bra commanded everyone's attention. "Excuse me, but I think that's enough action for one day, how about we go find something to eat and watch a movie before all the other guests arrive?" she suggested.
The other three looked at each other and nodded in agreement. "I call first dibs on the popcorn!" Goten announced and led the way with Bra following, while Pan and Trunks trailed behind.
Trunks was feeling a bit better now and was able to walk without Pan's help. "Great job back there Pan, I'm real proud of you," he said. "Besides, you did what Bra can't and she has more Saiyan blood than you."
Pan looked at him thoughtfully before glancing to Bra. "Yeah but Bra doesn't train at all, she could be a super Saiyan if she wanted to."
Trunks nodded as they came to the living room again. "True."
Goten immediately rushed off toward the kitchen, this time with permission to raid the fridge.
As Bra searched for a movie Trunks took a seat on the couch. "Hey Bra what are we watching? Can we watch something with a lot of violence and blood?" Pan wondered excitedly, making Bra and Trunks stare at her in shock. "What?" Pan asked, oblivious.
"Ahem, well hey I don't have a problem with it," said Trunks as he reclined more in his seat.
"What? No way, Trunks come on! You're the adult here, you should act like one!" Bra shouted.
"Alright, as the adult present, I say let her pick out the movie she wants," Trunks said, hands behind his head proudly as Goten returned with his arms overwhelmed and full of snacks and junk food.
With a sigh of defeat Bra gave up and went to on the couch. "Pick what you want Pan." She pointed at the huge shelf on the wall, filled with movies.
Pan grinned evilly at
the shelf as she rubbed her hands together. "Oh yeah, R rated
movies here I come."
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