Chapter 2

" So you finally awaken."

Pan opened one eye sleepily as the unfamiliar male voice woke her up. When she started to regain full consciousness, her body became taut with fear. Her eyes slowly focused on the man in front of her wearing a gas mask.

"What...what do you want with me?"

Pan tried to stand but found that she was tied with rope and metal chains to the wall. Looking around, turning her head violently, she tried to recognise where she was. In the low light, she could see it was a small room, filled with dust and various useless objects, long ago forgotten.

This place...no one will ever find me.

Pan breathed deeply as she struggled to keep from panicking. Her wrists burned with pain from the rope burn. The man approached.

" No...stay away...let me go! Please!"

Pan looked up at the man who in turn knelt down next to her and shoved a cup of water to her lips. Thirstily, without thinking of the consequences, she drank the cool liquid. Using her chance while the man was near, she moved her arms to punch him with her tightly bound hands and blasted him with her ki. The man doubled over in pain and scrambled away from her.

" I said let me go!"

The man got up and dusted himself off, readjusting his gas mask which covered his face.

" Don't be in such a hurry to die."

Every hair stood on end as Pan backed up against the wall, the metal links in the chains digging into her back. She watched as the man walked over to a single, dusty wooden chair. Splintered and dusty, the unfinished wooden surface of the chair held a metal urn. Ashes were scattered on the chair and around it.

" What...what are you doing?"

The man didn't answer as he took out a packet of matches and set whatever was in the metal urn alight. Almost
immediately, the contents began to smoke, releasing a sweet smell. Then the man left her alone in the room.

What is he planning to do with me? What did he just do?

Pan pulled at her restraints. The metal chains were thick and strong. She tried to form a ki ball to blast at the chains.

Nothing happened.

Whats wrong with me? Why can't I use my ki?

Pan tried to power up and again nothing happened.

Nani?

Pan looked around the room for an answer. Her eyes rested on the metal urn, smoke pouring out of it. She sniffed at the air. It was sweet.

Incense...is it affecting my ki?

Pan found that she could not sense even her own ki.

That incense...that sweet aroma. I can't even feel my own ki. Its masking it for me...Not masking. It's stopped
me from using it entirely.

Her eyelids began to droop as she yawned.

That man...he was wearing a gas mask.

Her heart constricted in fear as she realised what situation she was in.

I'm being drugged...so I can't escape.


******

Rolling over, Trunks groaned as he reached for his wristwatch on the bedside table. 2pm. Sighing, he laid back on the bed. Slow and even breathing coming from next to him caught his attention. Sitting up quickly, he swore under his breath as he saw a naked woman sleeping on the bed beside him.

Hey sugar...looking for a good time?

Trunks massaged his head as he remembered last nights events. He'd been drunk...and he'd met a woman...and something before that.

Pan.

Trunks hurriedly got dressed and left what he assumed to be the woman's apartment.

Pan...she's leaving today. I have to talk to her...explain to her why I can't return her feelings. I don't want this hanging over my head...

Are you sure you can't return her feelings?

Trunks shook his head in an effort to clear his thoughts. He raked a hand through his hair to make an attempt to look decent.

" I've got to reach her before she leaves."

Not caring who would see him take off, he sped off through the skies flying towards Pan's house.




" Pan! Where have you been...Oh its you."

The front door to the Son house swung open to reveal Gohan's anxious face. Trunks watched as Gohan changed from disappointment to anger. In one swift movement, Gohan grabbed him by the nexk and pulled him into a headlock.

" Gah!" Trunks choked out. " Gohan...are you doing?"

Trunks struggled to breathe as Gohan's face flamed red as he tightened his grip on Trunks, almost cutting off his circulation.

" Where were you last night Trunks! What did you do with my daughter?!"
Trunks wondered what had made Gohan snap.

What did I do with Pan? I didn't...not with her.

Trunks cringed at remembering his one night stand. Gohan caught him in the act and found it incriminating.

" Aha! So you did! Where is she now!?"

" You mean she isn't home?"

The familiar feeling of guilt disapated as an uneasy feeling rose. His gut tightened and his heart constricted at the knowledge that Pan did not return home.

" Of course not! She was out all night with you!"

Trunks swallowed hard, trying not to move. He knew that at his anger level, Gohan could destroy him in one blast. Keeping his voice low and soothing, he spoke again.

" Gohan. Listen to me. I wasn't with Pan last night."

Gohan released his grip, allowing Trunks to slide to the floor struggling to breathe.

" Don't bother with the excuses. I SAW YOU yesterday night with her in the park Trunks! Plus you're in the same clothes as last night..." Gohan spat out, the veins on his forehead popping out. " And I can't say that your clothes are as neat and tidy as last night either."

Trunks could feel Gohan's ki rise rapidly, nearing SSJ level.

" Look Gohan. I wasn't with Pan. I haven't seen her since we were at the park."

" Oh sure. I know what men like you are lik..."

" Damnit Gohan! Listen to me! I WASN'T WITH HER!"

" I said not to give me all that BULLSHIT Trunks. Tell me where she is!"

Trunks got up from the floor and punched Gohan in the face, making him fall over in surprise.

" Snap out of it."

Gohan faced him once more, the angry look in his eyes gone.

" ...i'm just worried. I don't know where she is...i thought...I thought she was with you."

" Are you sure she's missing? That she's not out with her friends?"

Gohan hunched over like a very tired man.

" No...she's missed her plane. Her luggage is still here...she wouldn't have left already. Videl has been calling
her friends and they don't know where she is either...But Trunks...what scares me is...I can't find Pan's ki."

" Maybe she's hiding it."

" But what reason would she have to hide it?"

Trunks explored the idea with alarm.

" Ok...lets go get everyone and search ok?"

When night fell, Trunks was still searching. The Z team had been called and all of them had been searching for the entire day. By sunset, Gohan had gone into a full scale panic. Flying lower, he called out her name, trying to find her ki signature.

She's missing. Somethings happened to her...I know it.

*********

It's cold...so cold.

Pan shivered as the cold wind seeped through the cracks in the walls. She felt so tired...so sleepy. She couldn't fall asleep in case she would never wake up. The skin where the bonds were tied were scratched raw, the pain acting as nothing but a diversion for the cold air.

What the hell does that lunatic want with me?

The man hadn't come back since she had first seen him. She placed her arms around her knees, sitting with her back against the wall. Chains placed around her ankles and wrists. Ropes tied her hands and feet together, limiting her mobility.

How long have I been here? Why can't they find me...Dad...Mom...Trunks.

A flashback of what had happened in the park.

" I love you."

Pan felt tears once again sliding down her cheeks, this time unable to brush them away.

Why did I tell him. Why did I bother?


Author's note: Now I have no idea if this sort of thing exists...but it fits the story right? We'll just say it's a spiritual thing ok? Maybe incense has a weird effect on saiyajin. Who knows.