I'm working on starting a new fic, but I'm having trouble with motivation so any comments are totally welcome! I know this chapter isn't much. It would be longer, but all the sudden the words just stopped in my head thus ending this chapter. I'm going to work on getting the next chapter out within a reasonable time frame. Having a job does not agree with fanfic writing!
Oh, and I decided to skip around in the story, I'll explain through flashbacks.
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Pain. Surrounding her like a fire. Not content to feed on those around her, for it had to come for her and lay its claim on her soul. Branding its logo into her for all the world to see.
Determined to sear its haunting reflection in her eyes.
And as she felt her soul break from the weight of her affliction, all went dark.
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*Flashback*
Trunks sat sullenly in his office, quietly awaiting the end of the business day. He should have taken the day off seeing as how he and Pan had completed so much yesterday, but no. Here he was, the eternal epitome of bored. His mother had been so shocked to see him wake up early this morning that she had assumed he was going to work. Upon seeing her delighted face, he found that he couldn't stand to upset her, so he submissively went along to work.
Yawning, Trunks leaned back in his black, leather chair. Cautiously, he rested his feet on the desk and placed his hands behind his head. Knowing his luck, he would lose his balance and fall at the most inopportune time, most likely when someone entered the room.
His eyelids slowly began to drop as thoughts of sleep filtered into his mind. Why not? No one was around, his mother was extraordinarily happy with him, there was no work for him to do. A little nap never hurt anyone.
Letting out a small sigh, Trunks submitted all conscience thought to oblivion.
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Feeling as though she had walked this path before, Pan entered the building that held Trunks captive day after day. The perpetual game of sneaking past the guards in order to reach her ultimate destination. Somehow the danger of getting caught made Pan want to visit Trunks at work even more.
She felt the nervous flutter in her stomach and knew that entering his office door would be much harder than usual. What if he had decided it was a mistake? She would never be able to look him in the eye again if he told her that he regretted last night, if he told her she was only a child, if he told her he had no need for her attempts to free his soul.
There is a defining moment in every person's life. A moment when they must choose which path to take. A moment when they are forced to either take the hard trail or venture forth on the easy trail. For a normal person, often the easy trail seems the most beneficial choice, but to one whose heart is leading...then the path chosen is often the one to love, even if it means a certain amount of strife.
Inhaling a deep breath, Pan gripped the doorknob and entered Trunks' office, hoping with every fiber of her being that he would be happy to see her. Hoping that he wouldn't crush her soul with a callous word or action. Hoping that he returned her love.
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A change in the ventilation of the room alerted Trunks to the presence of another person in his office. Waking from his light slumber he realized that his chair was turned around and facing the window so that he might have a better view as he slipped into a restless haze. Turning his chair towards the door, Trunks felt his heart race with excitement when he saw who stood uncertainly in his doorway.
A smile flitted across his lips at her presence. "Pan, good to see you. What brings you down here?"
Pan's thoughts were racing as she registered his words which seemed to be less than enthusiastic about her arrival. She noticed the quirky smile laid gently across his face and she realized that to him everything was a game. To be played out with time and according to his rules. Very well, Mr. Briefs, she thought, I too can play your games.
"I'm not sure exactly to be honest. You see I have this issue. I seem to remember spending the day with someone very important yesterday but I can't seem to remember who," she slowly ambled from the doorway over to his desk, careful to shut the door securely behind her. She leaned both palms of her hands on his desk and looked him in the eye. "Might you be able to help me recollect what events transpired yesterday?"
An excited look appeared in Trunks' eyes as he reached forward to brush his hand against her face. "I believe I can help you, miss."
Without further hesitation, Trunks' hand slipped behind Pan's neck and pulled her gently forward. He paused as their lips were inches from eachother. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, all she could think of was him and how much she loved this man for all that he was. Not waiting for him to make the next move, Pan leaned in and gently bumped her nose with his before claiming his lips with hers.
Pan smiled against Trunks' lips, embracing everything that he offered her. She felt so complete. Almost as if her life was finally on the right path. Nothing could ruin her happiness...she finally attained what her heart sought for so long...Trunks.
Everything is as it should be, Pan thought.
*End Flashback*
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Just as one aspect of a person's life shifts its movement towards the positive arena, another, seemingly hidden, aspect steers its direction towards the inverse. If balanced these events are rather trivial. However, when one aspect weighs more on the person's soul than the other, their is an imbalance. Thus creating the means for pain and solitude.
Often it seems that people are unable to prevent the occurrence and discover that they are unable to sufficiently cope with the situation. Thus causing them to act in an absurd manner, more often than not, causing additional pain to the individual and their relations then before.
Fate maintains a cruel sense of humor, playing with an individual's life just as everything seems to be heading down the path to tranquillity.
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I hope this last chapter didn't suck too bad. Sorry if it did! I'll do better next time, I promise! On a serious note though, please review. I need your comments to help me make this story better!
Oh, and I decided to skip around in the story, I'll explain through flashbacks.
deadscream7990
~~~~~
Pain. Surrounding her like a fire. Not content to feed on those around her, for it had to come for her and lay its claim on her soul. Branding its logo into her for all the world to see.
Determined to sear its haunting reflection in her eyes.
And as she felt her soul break from the weight of her affliction, all went dark.
~~~~~
*Flashback*
Trunks sat sullenly in his office, quietly awaiting the end of the business day. He should have taken the day off seeing as how he and Pan had completed so much yesterday, but no. Here he was, the eternal epitome of bored. His mother had been so shocked to see him wake up early this morning that she had assumed he was going to work. Upon seeing her delighted face, he found that he couldn't stand to upset her, so he submissively went along to work.
Yawning, Trunks leaned back in his black, leather chair. Cautiously, he rested his feet on the desk and placed his hands behind his head. Knowing his luck, he would lose his balance and fall at the most inopportune time, most likely when someone entered the room.
His eyelids slowly began to drop as thoughts of sleep filtered into his mind. Why not? No one was around, his mother was extraordinarily happy with him, there was no work for him to do. A little nap never hurt anyone.
Letting out a small sigh, Trunks submitted all conscience thought to oblivion.
~~~~~
Feeling as though she had walked this path before, Pan entered the building that held Trunks captive day after day. The perpetual game of sneaking past the guards in order to reach her ultimate destination. Somehow the danger of getting caught made Pan want to visit Trunks at work even more.
She felt the nervous flutter in her stomach and knew that entering his office door would be much harder than usual. What if he had decided it was a mistake? She would never be able to look him in the eye again if he told her that he regretted last night, if he told her she was only a child, if he told her he had no need for her attempts to free his soul.
There is a defining moment in every person's life. A moment when they must choose which path to take. A moment when they are forced to either take the hard trail or venture forth on the easy trail. For a normal person, often the easy trail seems the most beneficial choice, but to one whose heart is leading...then the path chosen is often the one to love, even if it means a certain amount of strife.
Inhaling a deep breath, Pan gripped the doorknob and entered Trunks' office, hoping with every fiber of her being that he would be happy to see her. Hoping that he wouldn't crush her soul with a callous word or action. Hoping that he returned her love.
~~~~~
A change in the ventilation of the room alerted Trunks to the presence of another person in his office. Waking from his light slumber he realized that his chair was turned around and facing the window so that he might have a better view as he slipped into a restless haze. Turning his chair towards the door, Trunks felt his heart race with excitement when he saw who stood uncertainly in his doorway.
A smile flitted across his lips at her presence. "Pan, good to see you. What brings you down here?"
Pan's thoughts were racing as she registered his words which seemed to be less than enthusiastic about her arrival. She noticed the quirky smile laid gently across his face and she realized that to him everything was a game. To be played out with time and according to his rules. Very well, Mr. Briefs, she thought, I too can play your games.
"I'm not sure exactly to be honest. You see I have this issue. I seem to remember spending the day with someone very important yesterday but I can't seem to remember who," she slowly ambled from the doorway over to his desk, careful to shut the door securely behind her. She leaned both palms of her hands on his desk and looked him in the eye. "Might you be able to help me recollect what events transpired yesterday?"
An excited look appeared in Trunks' eyes as he reached forward to brush his hand against her face. "I believe I can help you, miss."
Without further hesitation, Trunks' hand slipped behind Pan's neck and pulled her gently forward. He paused as their lips were inches from eachother. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, all she could think of was him and how much she loved this man for all that he was. Not waiting for him to make the next move, Pan leaned in and gently bumped her nose with his before claiming his lips with hers.
Pan smiled against Trunks' lips, embracing everything that he offered her. She felt so complete. Almost as if her life was finally on the right path. Nothing could ruin her happiness...she finally attained what her heart sought for so long...Trunks.
Everything is as it should be, Pan thought.
*End Flashback*
~~~~~
Just as one aspect of a person's life shifts its movement towards the positive arena, another, seemingly hidden, aspect steers its direction towards the inverse. If balanced these events are rather trivial. However, when one aspect weighs more on the person's soul than the other, their is an imbalance. Thus creating the means for pain and solitude.
Often it seems that people are unable to prevent the occurrence and discover that they are unable to sufficiently cope with the situation. Thus causing them to act in an absurd manner, more often than not, causing additional pain to the individual and their relations then before.
Fate maintains a cruel sense of humor, playing with an individual's life just as everything seems to be heading down the path to tranquillity.
~~~~~
I hope this last chapter didn't suck too bad. Sorry if it did! I'll do better next time, I promise! On a serious note though, please review. I need your comments to help me make this story better!
