Chapter 4: In the grasp of greed

'What will you do to us if Trunks doesn't show up?' Pan looked at her friend with big eyes.

'What are you saying, Bra, have faith!'

'Darrell, feed them some more stuff will ya, they are getting to noisy for my taste.'

Darell nodded and did what his friend asked, of course Bra made it hard for him. She tried to evade the bottle he tried to place on her lips. And when his hand got to close she bit him. He dropped the bottle and it broke on the floor, the thick medicine mixed with soda spread around quickly.

'You idiot!' Drake jumped up and slapped his friend. 'Clean this up quickly, I will do it this time!' He pushed Darrell aside and left the room mumbling: 'I can't believe we have the same mother.'

'Wow, and I thought that Trunks was mean to me,' Bra chuckled. Darrell gave her a foul look.

Drake returned, with another bottle and a wooden bat. Darrell his eyes got big and he stopped cleaning. 'You are not actually going to…' But one look from his half brother and Darrell quickly closed his mouth.

Drake walked over to the bed Pan and Bra were tied too. The strange drug made them sleepy but most of all physically insanely weak, almost like normal girls.

'You girls are going to be good now, and drink this or I will have to help you a hand.' He swung the bat in front of their eyes.

'You can't scare us, asshole.' Pan spat.

Drake smiled, a crooked smile, before Pan could say anything else he swung the bat again. A cracking sound made Bra scream. Blood spat on the bed sheets and Bra her legs, Pan her blood. He had smashed her right in her face; there was blood all over it. Pan could not even scream, or move, she seemed to be in shock. Bra stared at her friend in disbelief, her face was grey as ash and fear showed in her eyes. Drake took his chance and easily gave the drug to Pan and then to Bra. They did not even object. Even Darrell's face was pale, he was speechless by the heartless act of his brother; greed had taken over his sanity.

He threw the bat to his half brother, 'clean this up.' Then he left the room.


'Pan!' Trunks yelled as he sat up straight in the hotel bed. His face was covered in sweat. He shook his head and stood up, he needed to cool off. After splashing some cold water in his face he felt a little better. What a nightmare that was! He went back to the bed and lay down on top of the sheets, staring at the ceiling. He had a horrible dream about Pan being attacked by monsters from the past. The monsters his father and Goku had talked about so many times that it was almost as if he had been there. One of them had ripped her apart, torn her to shreds until nothing of her was recognizable again. I work too much. He knew that, but this was a busy time. He was so glad that Goten helped him out. If it wasn't for him it would all take twice as long. His mother was abroad once again with grandpa sort of touring around with their newest inventions. Vegeta and Goku were off to a planet where they taught cool new telepathic tricks and moves. He had to proof he was worthy of being the president of Capsule Corps. He had to gain the trust of their customers and supporters, his face wasn't new but as the future president he had to make sure their connections were solid. Capsule Corps might be a company that made millions a week but that could all change if they lost their precious supporters, connections and customers.

And he did not want to lose the millions; he wanted to live in easy life and not have to worry about money. He wanted to give Pan everything she deserved.

A knock on his door interrupted his thoughts, he jumped up from his bed and walked to the door. He sensed it was Goten. He immediately let his friend into his room.

'Hey man, you okay?' They sat down on two chairs that stood next to a simple table.

'Yeah, I think so.' He shook his head. 'Just had a bad dream.'

'About Pan again?' Trunks looked up in surprise but said nothing about it.

'Yeah, about Pan again. But this time they not only chased her. This time they got her…'

'Well…'

'I know what you want to say, Goten. It's just a dream. And I work too much! I try to tell myself that I worry for nothing but still I have this horrible feeling that something is wrong.'

'Are you done?' Goten raised one eyebrow.

'Eh…' He looked at his dark haired friend.

'I had a bad dream about Bra too…' He whispered. Trunks sat up straight his eyes glued to Goten.

'What?'

'I… I tried to sense her kii, Trunks.' His voice trembled. 'Friday I could feel it, so vivid it was, almost on fire.' He chuckled, 'like it always is when she is up to something.' But just now, I tried it again and… I can't sense it… at all.'

'Bra…' Trunks seemed frozen for a second. Then he stood up straight, tall as a building. 'Pan,' he grumbled. He closed his eyes but Goten touched his arm.

'Same with Pan, I tried that too, since they are always so inseparable… Nothing, it's like they're gone…'

'NO!' He yelled and slammed his fist down on the table that broke instantly like it was carton.

'We have to go.'

'I know that Trunks, but we can't just leave, tomorrow is Sunday, remember? You have that deal with Hazuki San. If you don't show up it will mean trouble. It could ruin everything we have worked for!'

Trunks grinded his teeth, 'for Dende's sake there must be something we can do.'

'You stay here, Trunks, and finish the deal tomorrow. I will go on ahead and try to find the girls!'

'Let's try calling them first,' Trunks sounded emotionless. Goten shook his head. 'You already tried that too?'

Goten nodded, 'Bra her phone goes straight to voicemail and Pan her phone gives this strange tune meaning its either out of use or… broken…'

One moment Trunks was just Trunks, the next he was glowing. He couldn't control his anger and the building trembled under his Saiyan anger.

'No!' Goten jumped on his friend and tried to calm him down, if he would turn into a super Saiyan now, it would mean big trouble. The whole building and all the people inside it could be destroyed in seconds!

Trunks grumbled and panted loudly, but finally he calmed down and after that he lit himself fall down on his bed.

'We should have never neglected them so much, Goten.' His voice sounded broken. 'I couldn't be more worried about her. I'm… I'm so afraid to lose her.'

'M-maybe they're hiding their kii on perpose…' Goten said thoughtfully.

'What are you implying, Goten Son?' Trunks arose.

'Well, they hid their kii when they did not want their parents and us notice they weren't at the camp but in town, as women instead of kids! So maybe, they are up to something again and that might be the reason we can not sense them.'

'We have been neglecting them…' Trunks was deep in thoughts, 'they could have gotten bored and felt alone and in need of some male attention…'

'Trunks… It's only a speculation… we know nothing yet…'

'I don't know what is worse, that she might be wounded or killed or that she might be cheating on me…' He grunted in agony.

'Trunks, pull yourself together. I feel the same things as you right now. Dende know's how much I love Bra. But we HAVE to keep a clear head. Now, are you with me?'

A long silence… The tension was so strong you could almost touch it. Finally Trunks nodded.

'We will do it your way, Goten. But as soon as that stupid deal is over, I am following you and nothing will me stop me from getting back my Pan!'

'By that time it might already be alright.' Goten walked to the door. 'Try to get a little sleep Trunks, I will leave right now, back to Capsule Corps at first. I will start searching from there to there houses first.'

'Why oh why did we forget to bring the private phone with us, Goten?'

'Good night, Trunks.'


'Everything is going according to plan, Pelvis.' A woman with long dark hair that almost reached to her knees was standing next to a boy with half long dark blue hair. He smirked and took the hand she offered him.

'Ankle, you are purely evil.'

'You flatter me.' She giggled, it sounded like a sick moose in agony.

'Those stupid boys are like wax in my hands, brainless puppets that follow my every lead. They are so blinded by greed that there easy to control.' She laughed loudly. This time it sounded like a donkey that got his tail ripped off.

'Revenging our family is one thing, but what would we gain from that? Our sweet cousins were way too simpleminded to know what they were doing. They were blinded as well, by jealousy and revenge.'

'Weak emotions for weak humans,' Pelvis showed a sly smile, 'so pathetic.'

'Gender and Beek were doomed from the start, I am almost embarrassed that we are related.'

'Far enough removed for us to be the dominant species, my dear Ankle.'

'You know uncle Garlic would die of embarrassment when he knows about those weak relatives.'

'Makyan's should not reproduce with Earthlings.' Pelvis scoffed.

Ankle her hands turned to fist. Her light blue skin turned an odd shape of purple. 'I know anger makes weak and blinds the true sight, but when I think of what those pathetic Earthlings did to our family…'

'Going on about that again, are we Ankle?' A third person entered the room. He was a tall man, his skin was greenish blue, when he smiled two pointy teeth were visible. The same counted for Ankle and Pelvis.

'Kerosene,' Pelvis and Ankle bowed deeply to the man with the weird white hair.

'Drake just called, they have heard nothing from Trunks yet.' Ankle looked a bit worried.

'No need to panic just yet,' Kerosene smiled, 'either they come separate our apart but soon one of them will come. We have to take positions. Those stupid boys have no idea that they will never get to the money we promised them. They are simple peons in our evil game of gaining ultimate power. You youngsters take position.'

'Yes father,' Ankle bowed deeply again.

'By the power of the Makyo Star, we vampires will gain the power of the world again. Only this time we make sure that we eliminate the root of the problem first: Saiyans!' He laughed loudly. 'Garlic and Garlic junior will be surprised by what we can do. If only they weren't gone into eternal darkness.'

'We have the Ruby Water Mist, Kerosene,' Pelvis handed a package to the older man.

'Too bad we could not get hold of the Black Water Mist,' Ankle sighed.

'It's perfect, the game can soon end. It will be check mate for dear Trunks Briefs…'


Hello readers, do we all remember the Garlic Jr. Saga? Garlic Jr. had the Black Water Mist that could turn everyone into mindless demon slaves under his rule, you only have to breath it in. It's something not completely similar but what it exactly does? ;) hehe read on to find out.

I just thought it would be a bit more fun if I made sure there was more exciting stuff in it, not only love problems ;)

Hope you enjoy,

Areyasha xxx