TITLE: Chapter One - Decisions
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. This is about T/P with a bit of G/M. This story takes place back when there were no guns and swords and things like that were the main weapon.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Dreams:
Pan took a deep breath. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to find this prince, to find out what these dreams meant, if they meant anything at all. Silently, thinking she was unnoticied, she snuck away from heaven and down to Earth. She snuck away in search of love, knowing the punishment for her actions.
*****
Trunks walked down the path, not knowing where he was going, but not really caring either. The sun shone down on him, drying his soaking wet clothes. Last night, he hadn't really been thinking, all he wanted was to do something instead of sit around. Now that he was doing something, he realized he had no idea how to do it. How was he suppose to find Kami-sama? How many living people had actually seen Kami-sama? What were his chances. Sighing to himself, the prince walked on in a random direction.
"Trunks!" The familiar voice brought him out of his dazed state. He looked up at his best friend who huffed and puffed playfully in front of him. "And where do you think you're going without me?"
"Goten, this isn't some game. This is serious, maybe even dangerous."
Goten glared at him, anger rising in the usually playful demi-Saiyan. "I know that. I'm not exactly a little boy anymore Trunks. But let me go with you. Whatever it is, it can't be worse than staying all alone. Besides, what are friends for?"
Trunks was tired and in no mood to argue with anyone. "Fine, whatever. But I will not be held responsible for any of your actions, understood?"
Goten nodded enthusiastically. Trunks, at eighteen, seemed twenty years more mature than Goten who was only one year younger. Still, they had gone through a lot with each other and their friendship seemed to be more than that. They were more like brothers than anything else.
Trunks continued walking in his random direction, letting fate take him wherever it would. Goten followed merrily behind, whistling a joyful tone, acting like he always did: care-free.
*****
Pan could feel it, she was being followed. Without turning around, she knew who it was. So, Kami-sama had sent people after her, hoping to bring her back. Too bad. She had no plans of going back regardless of the consequences.
She turned around in mid-air, hands on hips, waiting for them to catch up to her. She would rather take care of them now rather than have them trailing her for the next few days. She may not be able to beat them, but one can never know until they have tried. In a matter of seconds, she was surrounded by three demi-gods.
"Pan, you have been ordered by Kami-sama to return to heaven this instant." She recognized the demi-god as Kuro, one of the newer demi-gods.
She stuck out her toungue at them. "And what if I don't want to?"
"You have no choice!"
Pan threw a ki ball at the demi-god closet to her initiating the battle. She smiled, realizing that the three demi-gods were not as powerful as she was. Over the last two hundred years, her power had increased so much that she was almost beyond demi-god in power now. True, she was over two hundred years old, but in truth, she looked no more than eighteen. Afterall, demi-gods and demi-goddess don't age, just like gods and goddesses don't age.
A few minutes later, the three demi-gods lay at her feet, each more beaten than the next.
"Now what are you guys going to do. You can't make me go back." Again, she stuck her tongue out at them.
"Pan, come on, go back with us." Kuro was now pleading with her.
"No." She began to walk away.
"Kami-sama says that if you don't return, you won't be a demi-goddess anymore which means you won't be immortal."
She stopped in her tracks. She knew it was going to come down to this, but still, it was hard. She was about to give in again when the lavender haired prince floated into her thoughts. She turned around. "I'm sorry Kuro, I am not going back. Tell Kami-sama thank you for all that he has done for me. Good bye...you guys."
The three demi-gods picked themselves up slowly, each one not understanding the pretty demi-goddess that was flying away from them. Slowly, they shook their heads and began to rise back towards heaven, thinking of a way to break the news to Kami-sama. She was his favourite demi-goddess. He wouldn't be happy about this, not at all.
*****
Goten's mood had shifted from carefree to bored. All he and Trunks had done for more than half of the morning was walk, walk and walk. He was hungry and Trunks was showing no signs of stopping.
"Trunks, where exactly are we going?"
Trunks stopped for the first time since morning and turned around to look at his friend. "I...I'm not sure." He looked down in shame, realizing how stupid that sounded.
Goten tipped over onto his back. "You're not sure?" He growled in frustration. "Alright, then what exactly are we looking for? Why did we leave home?" He slowly picked himself up off the ground.
"I...I want to find Kami-sama."
Thud. Goten hit the floor again. "What?! Are you crazy? Kami-sama is a god. THE GOD. It's almost impossible to find him."
"I know that!" Trunks anger flared as his best friend told him what he already knew but didn't want to hear. "But I have to. I can't let our people suffer anymore." Without another word, Trunks continued to walk on.
Goten shook his head and brushed himself off. Those voices that his friend always had were certainly having an effect on him. The two of them continued on, each lost in their own thought.
With a sudden jolt, Trunks stopped. Goten smacked right into him as he was unready for the sudden stop.
"What the..." Trunks clasped a hand over Goten's mouth.
"Shhh. Look, there's a fight going on up ahead." The two best friends watched on as they saw a girl, no older than they were, beating up three men.
"Let's go help her?" Goten managed to whisper through the hand that was clamped tightly over his mouth.
Trunks released Goten from his grasp. "No, she seems to be doing just fine on her own. Let's go."
"But..."
Trunks was already walking away, unaware of the impact that the girl he had just seen, would have on his life.
*****
Pan walked through the forest, wondering how she was going to find this lavender haired prince from her dreams. There were billions of people on Earth, how was she supposed to find one person out of that billion? Great, this was going to like searching for a tear drop in an ocean. She shook her head at her stupidity.
"HHHHHHEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPPP!"
The panicked cry broke through into Pan's thoughts. Someone was in trouble! She flew off in the direction of the voice, hoping she wasn't too late to help whoever it was.
"Keep screaming wherever you are. I'm coming."
"Ohhhh, please hurry. I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
At the edge of the cliff, Pan saw a blond haired girl, with a very low ki level, dangling onto a tree limb, looking as if she might let go at any moment. Wordlessly, she flew down and quickly flew the girl back up onto solid ground. The girl fell to her hands and knees, obviously exhausted at the experience. Pan merely smirked at her.
The girl seemed to regain her composure as she slowly stood up. "Thank you for saving my life. My name is Marron. What's your's?"
"My name is Pan and don't worry about it, saving your life I mean. Um, if you don't mind my asking, what were you doing down there anyway?"
"Oh, that." Marron giggled to herself. "I live near here and was just walking around thinking about something when the edge of the cliff gave out. I know, how stupid of me to be walking on the edge." Pan could do nothing more than grin. "So, what are you doing in this area? There is nothing except a couple of houses around here."
"Um," Pan stalled, wondering what to tell this girl. "I'm new around here. Kind of looking for someone."
"Oh. Alright, do you need any help?"
"If you're not busy, it would be nice."
"Sure thing."
Pan wondered how to tell her new friend that she didn't know the name of the man she was searching for. Or, worse yet, she had never met the man she was searching for, a man who haunted her every sleeping hour.
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. This is about T/P with a bit of G/M. This story takes place back when there were no guns and swords and things like that were the main weapon.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Dreams:
Pan took a deep breath. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to find this prince, to find out what these dreams meant, if they meant anything at all. Silently, thinking she was unnoticied, she snuck away from heaven and down to Earth. She snuck away in search of love, knowing the punishment for her actions.
*****
Trunks walked down the path, not knowing where he was going, but not really caring either. The sun shone down on him, drying his soaking wet clothes. Last night, he hadn't really been thinking, all he wanted was to do something instead of sit around. Now that he was doing something, he realized he had no idea how to do it. How was he suppose to find Kami-sama? How many living people had actually seen Kami-sama? What were his chances. Sighing to himself, the prince walked on in a random direction.
"Trunks!" The familiar voice brought him out of his dazed state. He looked up at his best friend who huffed and puffed playfully in front of him. "And where do you think you're going without me?"
"Goten, this isn't some game. This is serious, maybe even dangerous."
Goten glared at him, anger rising in the usually playful demi-Saiyan. "I know that. I'm not exactly a little boy anymore Trunks. But let me go with you. Whatever it is, it can't be worse than staying all alone. Besides, what are friends for?"
Trunks was tired and in no mood to argue with anyone. "Fine, whatever. But I will not be held responsible for any of your actions, understood?"
Goten nodded enthusiastically. Trunks, at eighteen, seemed twenty years more mature than Goten who was only one year younger. Still, they had gone through a lot with each other and their friendship seemed to be more than that. They were more like brothers than anything else.
Trunks continued walking in his random direction, letting fate take him wherever it would. Goten followed merrily behind, whistling a joyful tone, acting like he always did: care-free.
*****
Pan could feel it, she was being followed. Without turning around, she knew who it was. So, Kami-sama had sent people after her, hoping to bring her back. Too bad. She had no plans of going back regardless of the consequences.
She turned around in mid-air, hands on hips, waiting for them to catch up to her. She would rather take care of them now rather than have them trailing her for the next few days. She may not be able to beat them, but one can never know until they have tried. In a matter of seconds, she was surrounded by three demi-gods.
"Pan, you have been ordered by Kami-sama to return to heaven this instant." She recognized the demi-god as Kuro, one of the newer demi-gods.
She stuck out her toungue at them. "And what if I don't want to?"
"You have no choice!"
Pan threw a ki ball at the demi-god closet to her initiating the battle. She smiled, realizing that the three demi-gods were not as powerful as she was. Over the last two hundred years, her power had increased so much that she was almost beyond demi-god in power now. True, she was over two hundred years old, but in truth, she looked no more than eighteen. Afterall, demi-gods and demi-goddess don't age, just like gods and goddesses don't age.
A few minutes later, the three demi-gods lay at her feet, each more beaten than the next.
"Now what are you guys going to do. You can't make me go back." Again, she stuck her tongue out at them.
"Pan, come on, go back with us." Kuro was now pleading with her.
"No." She began to walk away.
"Kami-sama says that if you don't return, you won't be a demi-goddess anymore which means you won't be immortal."
She stopped in her tracks. She knew it was going to come down to this, but still, it was hard. She was about to give in again when the lavender haired prince floated into her thoughts. She turned around. "I'm sorry Kuro, I am not going back. Tell Kami-sama thank you for all that he has done for me. Good bye...you guys."
The three demi-gods picked themselves up slowly, each one not understanding the pretty demi-goddess that was flying away from them. Slowly, they shook their heads and began to rise back towards heaven, thinking of a way to break the news to Kami-sama. She was his favourite demi-goddess. He wouldn't be happy about this, not at all.
*****
Goten's mood had shifted from carefree to bored. All he and Trunks had done for more than half of the morning was walk, walk and walk. He was hungry and Trunks was showing no signs of stopping.
"Trunks, where exactly are we going?"
Trunks stopped for the first time since morning and turned around to look at his friend. "I...I'm not sure." He looked down in shame, realizing how stupid that sounded.
Goten tipped over onto his back. "You're not sure?" He growled in frustration. "Alright, then what exactly are we looking for? Why did we leave home?" He slowly picked himself up off the ground.
"I...I want to find Kami-sama."
Thud. Goten hit the floor again. "What?! Are you crazy? Kami-sama is a god. THE GOD. It's almost impossible to find him."
"I know that!" Trunks anger flared as his best friend told him what he already knew but didn't want to hear. "But I have to. I can't let our people suffer anymore." Without another word, Trunks continued to walk on.
Goten shook his head and brushed himself off. Those voices that his friend always had were certainly having an effect on him. The two of them continued on, each lost in their own thought.
With a sudden jolt, Trunks stopped. Goten smacked right into him as he was unready for the sudden stop.
"What the..." Trunks clasped a hand over Goten's mouth.
"Shhh. Look, there's a fight going on up ahead." The two best friends watched on as they saw a girl, no older than they were, beating up three men.
"Let's go help her?" Goten managed to whisper through the hand that was clamped tightly over his mouth.
Trunks released Goten from his grasp. "No, she seems to be doing just fine on her own. Let's go."
"But..."
Trunks was already walking away, unaware of the impact that the girl he had just seen, would have on his life.
*****
Pan walked through the forest, wondering how she was going to find this lavender haired prince from her dreams. There were billions of people on Earth, how was she supposed to find one person out of that billion? Great, this was going to like searching for a tear drop in an ocean. She shook her head at her stupidity.
"HHHHHHEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPPP!"
The panicked cry broke through into Pan's thoughts. Someone was in trouble! She flew off in the direction of the voice, hoping she wasn't too late to help whoever it was.
"Keep screaming wherever you are. I'm coming."
"Ohhhh, please hurry. I don't know how much longer I can hold on."
At the edge of the cliff, Pan saw a blond haired girl, with a very low ki level, dangling onto a tree limb, looking as if she might let go at any moment. Wordlessly, she flew down and quickly flew the girl back up onto solid ground. The girl fell to her hands and knees, obviously exhausted at the experience. Pan merely smirked at her.
The girl seemed to regain her composure as she slowly stood up. "Thank you for saving my life. My name is Marron. What's your's?"
"My name is Pan and don't worry about it, saving your life I mean. Um, if you don't mind my asking, what were you doing down there anyway?"
"Oh, that." Marron giggled to herself. "I live near here and was just walking around thinking about something when the edge of the cliff gave out. I know, how stupid of me to be walking on the edge." Pan could do nothing more than grin. "So, what are you doing in this area? There is nothing except a couple of houses around here."
"Um," Pan stalled, wondering what to tell this girl. "I'm new around here. Kind of looking for someone."
"Oh. Alright, do you need any help?"
"If you're not busy, it would be nice."
"Sure thing."
Pan wondered how to tell her new friend that she didn't know the name of the man she was searching for. Or, worse yet, she had never met the man she was searching for, a man who haunted her every sleeping hour.