This chapter isn't the longest either. It's a continuation of Bra and Trunks. Want to find out what happened to Pan? You'll just have to read this chapter... I don't own DBZ. Enjoy!
-Kayna
Goten had been attempting to trace either Pan or Bra for the past fifteen minutes. He had been drinking just a bit at the party and the alcohol made him less aware of the others' powers. He smiled with relief as he spotter Bra along with his best friend, Trunks. He flew over to them and landed upon the ground, walking over to them before becoming concerned at both their expressions.
"Pan..." Trunks whispered softly before his legs gave way and he fell to his knees upon the ground. Bra looked more worried than sad... Goten supposed she wasn't quite sure as to what was going on just yet.
"Her power... Just... Gone," Trunks began, his voice still a whisper. Suddenly he jumped up to his feet, his power rising just enough for him to take off into the air. Goten and Bra had time to hear Trunks mention the playground before he flew off. Goten and Bra exchanged looks before they took off after Trunks, trying to keep up as much as possible.
They remained in the air, floating over the playground Trunks had led them to. They would have landed to search the place, but they didn't know if anyone was still around... If Pan was in danger. It was better to plan an attack than just jumping head first into it when her life might be at risk. After they finally came to the conclusion that there wasn't anyone left around in the playground, they slowly came down upon the ground.
They began to search the place, trying to find something that could link what happened to Pan. Trunks kneeled down and retrieved an item from the ground, a slight gasp coming from him soon after. Goten and Bra gathered around him to see what had him so worried. It was Pan's orange bandana... And there was blood on it.
**
The sound of water trickling down the sides of walls was heard throughout the room, followed by a gentle ping as they landed in little puddles. The room was dark, save the dim light of stars gleaming through the hole resting upon one of the corners in the ceiling. The room was cold, the scratchy cement ground even more freezing.
Pan slowly opened her eyes, only letting a surprised groan slip out as she noticed the darkness. She had a vague recollection of what had happened earlier, she remembered pain coming from behind as someone struck her in the back of the head, but that was all. She went to push herself up into a sitting position, failing miserably.
What could have drained her so? Was a hit to the back of the head that damaging when it came to simply sitting up? She had worse before, but now she couldn't even seem to raise her power level. She brought her gaze up to the small hole that allowed some light to leak through. She thought only for a moment about blasting the ceiling to bits and escaping... But how could she do that when she couldn't even sit up?
She sat there in silence, trying to think back to what happened that night. She had run from Trunks, she remembered that perfectly... She remembered him calling her name, but standing there and watching as she disappeared into the crowds of dancing couples. She had went to the park and found yet another message waiting for her. Then she remembered someone whispering to her just before she was struck in the back of the head. She had only a moment to raising her power level, but when she was hit it felt as though all the energy left her as the hand moved away from her skull.
A soft gasp was heard from her as she heard a door creak open. She winced against the light that flooded the room and listened as footsteps slowly walked down the stairs and into the cold basement. She felt someone kneel down and lean against her, placing their fingers underneath her chin. She whimpered softly and tried to pull away... If only she could. She heard a deep laugh escaping the person's throat... So it was a man?
"Poor, poor Pan-chan... You're going to have to get used to it here, my little angel." The man said, trying to sound as comforting as possible.
All Pan was able to take out of this was that the man was a maniac. And obsessed maniac... But who would be obsessed with her? She felt his arms circle around her and she shut her eyes as tightly as possible. She just wanted to wake up in her nice warm bed now... To have her dad tell her it was time for school... Something normal.
"You're going to be here for a long time... Don't try to escape," The man continued, releasing her before he stood up. She listened as his footsteps moved away from her and slowly started up the stairs. The light snapped off and she opened her eyes once again, watching the dark figure standing in the doorway. "If you do try... I'll kill you." he finished before shutting the door behind him, leaving Pan with only the light escaping the little hole.
"Trunks... Help..." Pan whispered into the still air. She couldn't understand why she said his name above all the others she could chose from. It just felt right to her at the moment... The one thing that seemed to.
-Kayna
Goten had been attempting to trace either Pan or Bra for the past fifteen minutes. He had been drinking just a bit at the party and the alcohol made him less aware of the others' powers. He smiled with relief as he spotter Bra along with his best friend, Trunks. He flew over to them and landed upon the ground, walking over to them before becoming concerned at both their expressions.
"Pan..." Trunks whispered softly before his legs gave way and he fell to his knees upon the ground. Bra looked more worried than sad... Goten supposed she wasn't quite sure as to what was going on just yet.
"Her power... Just... Gone," Trunks began, his voice still a whisper. Suddenly he jumped up to his feet, his power rising just enough for him to take off into the air. Goten and Bra had time to hear Trunks mention the playground before he flew off. Goten and Bra exchanged looks before they took off after Trunks, trying to keep up as much as possible.
They remained in the air, floating over the playground Trunks had led them to. They would have landed to search the place, but they didn't know if anyone was still around... If Pan was in danger. It was better to plan an attack than just jumping head first into it when her life might be at risk. After they finally came to the conclusion that there wasn't anyone left around in the playground, they slowly came down upon the ground.
They began to search the place, trying to find something that could link what happened to Pan. Trunks kneeled down and retrieved an item from the ground, a slight gasp coming from him soon after. Goten and Bra gathered around him to see what had him so worried. It was Pan's orange bandana... And there was blood on it.
**
The sound of water trickling down the sides of walls was heard throughout the room, followed by a gentle ping as they landed in little puddles. The room was dark, save the dim light of stars gleaming through the hole resting upon one of the corners in the ceiling. The room was cold, the scratchy cement ground even more freezing.
Pan slowly opened her eyes, only letting a surprised groan slip out as she noticed the darkness. She had a vague recollection of what had happened earlier, she remembered pain coming from behind as someone struck her in the back of the head, but that was all. She went to push herself up into a sitting position, failing miserably.
What could have drained her so? Was a hit to the back of the head that damaging when it came to simply sitting up? She had worse before, but now she couldn't even seem to raise her power level. She brought her gaze up to the small hole that allowed some light to leak through. She thought only for a moment about blasting the ceiling to bits and escaping... But how could she do that when she couldn't even sit up?
She sat there in silence, trying to think back to what happened that night. She had run from Trunks, she remembered that perfectly... She remembered him calling her name, but standing there and watching as she disappeared into the crowds of dancing couples. She had went to the park and found yet another message waiting for her. Then she remembered someone whispering to her just before she was struck in the back of the head. She had only a moment to raising her power level, but when she was hit it felt as though all the energy left her as the hand moved away from her skull.
A soft gasp was heard from her as she heard a door creak open. She winced against the light that flooded the room and listened as footsteps slowly walked down the stairs and into the cold basement. She felt someone kneel down and lean against her, placing their fingers underneath her chin. She whimpered softly and tried to pull away... If only she could. She heard a deep laugh escaping the person's throat... So it was a man?
"Poor, poor Pan-chan... You're going to have to get used to it here, my little angel." The man said, trying to sound as comforting as possible.
All Pan was able to take out of this was that the man was a maniac. And obsessed maniac... But who would be obsessed with her? She felt his arms circle around her and she shut her eyes as tightly as possible. She just wanted to wake up in her nice warm bed now... To have her dad tell her it was time for school... Something normal.
"You're going to be here for a long time... Don't try to escape," The man continued, releasing her before he stood up. She listened as his footsteps moved away from her and slowly started up the stairs. The light snapped off and she opened her eyes once again, watching the dark figure standing in the doorway. "If you do try... I'll kill you." he finished before shutting the door behind him, leaving Pan with only the light escaping the little hole.
"Trunks... Help..." Pan whispered into the still air. She couldn't understand why she said his name above all the others she could chose from. It just felt right to her at the moment... The one thing that seemed to.