The room was dark while a brilliant light shown overhead. Pan was strapped down firmly and she found Bulma working diligently. It appeared she was mumbling to herself, but she wasn't Pan over hearing her thoughts.
"Who ever made this, well it's identical to Pan in everyway! Not anything that's different but how could Trunks tell?"
"Because I am Son Pan and Trunks doesn't know." Pan said
Bulma gasped and looked over at Pan, who was know sitting up with broken cuffs around her.
"Don't worry Bulma I won't hurt you but there is something you need to know that other Pan is a copy of me or more specifically my feelings, if any harm comes to her I die and she dies vice versa." Pan explained.
"That would explain that…but if she's you well your feelings what is she doing walking around?" Bulma asked.
"That still beats me but for whatever reason she's taken a liking to Trunks and he's convinced she's erm me- well you know what I mean." Pan sighed.
"OH I see know that's why in your brain the waves were skipping in that area but what concerns me if a part of your brain you usually don't use if functioning…" Bulma said.
"That's how it all started with telepathy…" Pan answered thinking with regretful feelings of the gift.
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His smile the way he'd look at her. It drove Pan nuts. Supposedly "the real Pan" was now admiring the demi saiyan. His charm and wit and those crystal eyes…
"That's not you snap out of it" a tiny voiced cried from inside her. But this Pan did not want to kill her feelings because… "You can and you will! I will do it for you if I have to!"
"Pan I've waited so long I love you" Trunks said full of passion
The clone Pan felt tears to her eyes desperately she wanted to say, "I love you too, with all my heart" But the voice it was over powering her the newly acquired softness in the alien feelings eyes began to fade in a moment.
"No" the fake Pan mumbled out before her eyes turned red and the knife next to her was in her hand. The cold metal was at her neck and the gleam of madness in her eyes. Trunks look turned to horror as his eyes open wide, shock makes a person slow.
"For you Trunks Briefs" an evil voice hissed out while Trunks realized his mistake a moment too late. Blood began to seep out of the fake Pan's throat was she slumped to the ground in a succeeded grin.
Pan down stairs felt the pain as the lift monitor she was on beeped dangerously and Pan closed her eyes for the last time…
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A piercing cry was let out from the purple haired boy and the others around felt the faded Ki. Gohan's face went suddenly pale along with the other Ki sensitive senshi.
"Pan?" Bulma said worriedly seeing the nonexistent color in Pan's skin. The heart beat gone taking Pan with it.
Trunks was on his knees. "Why?" he questioned he was so sure that was Pan in that kiss…What if Pan didn't love him? Had he just assumed she'd fall for him at his feet? Maybe he had mistaken love. For one mistake he paid dearly.