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Chapter 11: "Beginning of The End"

Where I left off last time: (Trunks narrowed his eyes with the same look on his face that he had all those years ago when I insulted his honor... But this time, there was something else in his eyes...)

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(...he knew I was right.)

Trunks searched for the words to say, but he finally gave up and scowled just like his father, turning away. Pan sighed.

"...Fine... live your life behind a stone wall, just because you're scared you'll get hurt. ...You never cared about me... I have no one left. Why did I have to survive that disease...?"

She said the last part more to herself than anyone. Trunks closed his eyes in an effort to keep the tears from spilling over.

"Pan..."

"What." She spat out the word. Trunks looked back over his shoulder and Pan caught his look of agony.

"...I...do care about you...it's just..."

Neither of them could think of what to say, so they stood there in silence. Thankfully, the silence was interrupted when Bulma's voice came over the intercom.

"Um... I'm really sorry to interrupt, but we have a problem."

Trunks spoke up, his voice cold again, "What is it, 'Kaa-san?"

"Something's happened to one of our labs in the underground city."

"...Something?" Pan narrowed her eyes and folded her arms.

"...It just exploded."

"What?! What happened?" The raven-haired girl's eyes were wide with shock.

"We're not sure... it only happened five minutes ago. They're still clearing out the smoke."

"Bulma-chan, labs don't just explode by themselves..."

"I know. That's why I want you two to go investigate it."

Trunks grabbed his towel and put it around his neck, then walked out of the gravity chamber. Pan sighed deeply and followed him.

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"Trunks, hurry up!"

Trunks emerged in the doorway to his room and folded his arms, "I'm not going..."

"What?? You heard Bulma, she needs our help!"

"So help her. I'm staying here."

"Trunks..."

Pan let out a small cry as he walked back into his room, slamming the door shut. She stood there for several moments with her mouth open, shocked at what had just happened. Shaking herself out of it, she flung open the front door and flew off to the location of the underground city.

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Pan coughed as the dusty air stung at her lungs. She spotted Bulma several feet away and ran up to her.

"Anything?"

"It definitely wasn't a mistake. ...Where's Trunks?"

"He...uh...he didn't come."

"WHAT?"

"I know, I don't get it, either... He just refused to come."

"Ugh, what's up with that boy?" when Pan shrugged, Bulma went back to the subject at hand, "Um... they need some help clearing out that section over there."

"'Kay."

"Oh, and try not to destroy anything. We're hoping to use the scraps to re- build."

"You got it. No blasting."

Bulma shook her head as an attendant ran up to her with news that one of the sections was cleared. Pan walked to the huge pile of rubble and frowned as she sensed a very faint ki buried deep in the rubble. She started quickly flinging pieces of wall and ceiling out of her way until she found the hand and pulled it. The person was wedged in too deep, though, and only a head and arm were loose. Pan was about to comfort the person until she could get him free, but he cut her off.

"Armageddon...shall...come..."

Pan narrowed her eyes as the guy weakly held up a video tape then collapsed. She stared at the lifeless form for several minutes, then turned to Bulma.

"Bulma-chan! You probably want to see this..."

Bulma walked up to Pan and narrowed her eyes, "A video-tape...?"

The older woman turned towards the crowd of workers and cleared her throat, "Everyone, keep clearing this out. Pan and I will be in the East Wing offices if anything goes wrong. Let's get back to work!"

Everyone nodded and went back to clearing away the rubble.

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They popped the tape into the VCR and stepped back, waiting. It showed some static, then a man standing in front of a large group of people. He had long black hair and dark brown eyes with his arms crossed. Him and the entire group were carrying rifles.

"Bulma Briefs. I am Kaijin. I hope you liked our little display. This is only the beginning. The human race is coming to an end, and we're going to relieve its suffering by speeding up the process. Armageddon shall come!"

As he said the last phrase, he thrust his fist into the air and the crowd of people behind him did the same, chanting the phrase over and over. Pan slammed the stop button, trying her hardest not to destroy the VCR in the process, then scowled at the TV.

"Kaijin... ultimate destruction..."

Bulma folded her arms and frowned, "Great... instead of trying to save it, they're going to destroy it."

"...We've got to find them. The underground city is only so big."

"There's no guarantee they're gathered here, though. They could be anywhere on the planet."

"We'll find them."

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A/N: Hee hee hee, I got you all worked up about Trunks, then it turned out not to be much. Sorry! ^_~ At least SOMETHING interesting happened. Remember to review!