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Pan - 16
Pans POV
Downfall
~Chapter 1~
Dear diary, Today, Bra, Marron and I all agreed not to have sex before we get married. We joined the 'True Love Waits' club. That's where people swear chastity until marriage with God as their witness. I'm not sure there is a God, but in the meantime, I'm sure Dende would like to help. Everybody's proud of us. We'll be friends forever.
I put down my diary from 2 years ago, wondering how I could have been so childishly naïve when I was 14. Chastity until marriage..... that didn't happen..... Now that I think of it, I can't imagine myself married. How can anyone love someone so much that they would stay faithful to and grow old with them?
I wasn't even legal when I lost my virginity. I was drunk..... I don't remember what else happened. But I remember it felt good. I wanted more. To be stretched beyond the point of pain. To be nipped and fondled and bruised.
Who it was with, I have no idea. He was in his twenties though, most of the people at that party were. I was fifteen. And already doing sex and alcohol.
I didn't tell Bra and Marron. They're so pure and untainted, I didn't want to drag them down with me. They were the only people who I considered friends, the only people who considered me as one. I owed them this much.
Trunks and Goten don't know either. No one did. They baby me so much..... in their eyes, I will always be a 7-year-old brat. A little girl. And the only reason a 'girl' is because I'm such a weakling, unlike them, the macho men. I'm the little girl. The weak, bratty, little girl. To Trunks at least, Goten only pities me.
I'm not a little girl.
Little girls don't go to college. I may be too young, WAY too young, but I am smart enough. I skipped so many grades..... that's Dad's fault. And Grandma's. They made me study. I didn't need to study. I was already smarter that everyone in my grade, and the next, and the next.....
The principal made me take some tests. I answered every question correct.
That's why I'm going to America.
And to show everyone that I'm not a little girl. But only my parents, grandma and Goten knew. They swore not to tell. I didn't make up some bullshit story for the others. I left them to guess. After all, what they could come up with in their imaginations could be worse than reality, right?
No one got it right.
There was a little get-together for Bra, Trunks, Marron, Goten, Ubuu and I at Capsule Corp.. They discussed where I could be going as Goten slipped them clues and I listened to their predictable possibilities.. Trunks almost guessed correctly, that I'd be skipping to college, but decided that little Panny couldn't handle that and the four in the dark had a good laugh. Goten gave me a sympathetic look. I didn't need sympathy.
I left then. They couldn't figure out why.
A week later, I was on the plane to California.
~
A year passed.....
I excelled in college. Two of my roommates and I could have been described as one soul in three bodies. Our friendship was unbreakable. We were closer than sisters could ever hope to be.
I changed my name to Jade, and my friends changed theirs to a jewel as well. We dropped our past identities halfway through the year, hacking into the computers to edit our details. Our families could not contact us. I spent many nights in a lab making a ki disguiser, implanted above my belly button as naval ring. None of my past family noticed my ki disappear, and a new one taking its place. Figures.
My family now was the Jewels. Sorority sisters who cared for nothing and no one except each other. I had a go with many boyfriends, each ending when he slept with Britney, the cheerleader bitch who occupied the last bed in our 4 bed room.
We hated her, she hated us. She was jealous of me, I know. I had perfect grades, even though I was 3 years her junior, with a toned body, flat stomach, round, firm, oversized breasts which would be the focal point of any guy trying to speak with me, instead of my face. My slanted, dark, Japanese eyes, sleek, black hair that I grew out down to my waist and don't- give-a-shit attitude earned me the description 'evilled to perfection'.
Britney claimed to have big breasts. It was vital for the cheerleader image. But she wore thickly padded bras. The three of us found out when we were spicing up her lacy underwear with itching powder, a concoction from the chemistry lab. The whole campus eventually found out, adding to Britney's hate for us.
Emerald and Crystal also boasted undeniably breathtaking beauty. Emerald possessed bouncy, ocean green curls, each a perfectly shaped spring framing her face. Not one strand strayed from its coil at any time, no matter how rough her day - or night. She had a full figure which lead her to many wild nights with men of all ages, hungry for a woman's body, allured by her acid green eyes and full, red lips.
Crystal was not blonde, but fairer. Pale enough to be described as white. Her hair was light and strait, falling past her shoulder blades. She was slender and dainty, her legs improportionally long compared to her body. Her lips were thin and pink, her eyes wide and silvery blue, framed with long, thick lashes. Men fell under the spell of her enchanting eyes simply by a meaningful glance in their direction. She was dainty, but not frail. The three of us knew martial arts and I often sparred with them in my training.
My many break-ups couldn't be described as heartbreak, as I never did give my heart to them. My body, yes. Good sex was a prominent feature in my reputation. I had very..... vague morals. I never gave my heart to anyone. No one was worth it. Except Topaz. He was the one who tamed me. He loved me, and for once, it wasn't a turn-off. I still couldn't imagine life commitment, but I loved him in return.
That was my mistake.
That was my downfall.
He was accepted my Emerald and Crystal. They were mildly protective over me, I was by far the youngest after al. But they treated me as an equal, something I had wanted all my life. They didn't try to force me into tight tops and short skirts either. That was probably the reason why I started doing so, with my inherited rebellious streak. Selecting clothes in the style that complemented my reputation. And figure. All black and red, the colours of evil.
Topaz became a part of our closed group. He joined the circle of friends that no one else could enter. That no one could ever break. He pulled me out of what others called my 'angsty period'. For the worse. I bounced off that and became even more 'evil' than I had been before when I lost him. I had become too dependent on him. I know now never to be dependent on anyone.
Britney wasn't able to seduce him, even with her newly implanted breasts. To call our bluff. Unfortunately for her, the surgeon didn't do a good job. She claimed that they were bite marks. No one believed her. Her hate for the four of us, especially me, grew to monstrous amounts. Homicidal amounts.
She wanted to hurt me. She needed to hurt me. So she took what I relied on most. She killed Topaz. I know it was her.
I couldn't stand college life after that. My hate for the world grew, with the only connection I had with the 'normal' world disposed of out of jealousy and hatred. I wanted out. I needed to run away. To get away from all this.
Emerald and Crystal came with me. They would rather die than to abandon their sister.
In the following years, I lost everything else that mattered to me. In the following years, I lived the life of someone with no morals, no future, no hope. In the following years, I encountered my downfall.......
The following years passed by so fast..........
~
AN. Well? Review/flame. I don't mind unless you're complaining about angst. If you don't like it, don't read anything with 'angst' as a genre, k? ~Opal~
Welcome, Chikyuu-jins and Saiya-jins alike. Enjoy.
Pan - 16
Pans POV
Downfall
~Chapter 1~
Dear diary, Today, Bra, Marron and I all agreed not to have sex before we get married. We joined the 'True Love Waits' club. That's where people swear chastity until marriage with God as their witness. I'm not sure there is a God, but in the meantime, I'm sure Dende would like to help. Everybody's proud of us. We'll be friends forever.
I put down my diary from 2 years ago, wondering how I could have been so childishly naïve when I was 14. Chastity until marriage..... that didn't happen..... Now that I think of it, I can't imagine myself married. How can anyone love someone so much that they would stay faithful to and grow old with them?
I wasn't even legal when I lost my virginity. I was drunk..... I don't remember what else happened. But I remember it felt good. I wanted more. To be stretched beyond the point of pain. To be nipped and fondled and bruised.
Who it was with, I have no idea. He was in his twenties though, most of the people at that party were. I was fifteen. And already doing sex and alcohol.
I didn't tell Bra and Marron. They're so pure and untainted, I didn't want to drag them down with me. They were the only people who I considered friends, the only people who considered me as one. I owed them this much.
Trunks and Goten don't know either. No one did. They baby me so much..... in their eyes, I will always be a 7-year-old brat. A little girl. And the only reason a 'girl' is because I'm such a weakling, unlike them, the macho men. I'm the little girl. The weak, bratty, little girl. To Trunks at least, Goten only pities me.
I'm not a little girl.
Little girls don't go to college. I may be too young, WAY too young, but I am smart enough. I skipped so many grades..... that's Dad's fault. And Grandma's. They made me study. I didn't need to study. I was already smarter that everyone in my grade, and the next, and the next.....
The principal made me take some tests. I answered every question correct.
That's why I'm going to America.
And to show everyone that I'm not a little girl. But only my parents, grandma and Goten knew. They swore not to tell. I didn't make up some bullshit story for the others. I left them to guess. After all, what they could come up with in their imaginations could be worse than reality, right?
No one got it right.
There was a little get-together for Bra, Trunks, Marron, Goten, Ubuu and I at Capsule Corp.. They discussed where I could be going as Goten slipped them clues and I listened to their predictable possibilities.. Trunks almost guessed correctly, that I'd be skipping to college, but decided that little Panny couldn't handle that and the four in the dark had a good laugh. Goten gave me a sympathetic look. I didn't need sympathy.
I left then. They couldn't figure out why.
A week later, I was on the plane to California.
~
A year passed.....
I excelled in college. Two of my roommates and I could have been described as one soul in three bodies. Our friendship was unbreakable. We were closer than sisters could ever hope to be.
I changed my name to Jade, and my friends changed theirs to a jewel as well. We dropped our past identities halfway through the year, hacking into the computers to edit our details. Our families could not contact us. I spent many nights in a lab making a ki disguiser, implanted above my belly button as naval ring. None of my past family noticed my ki disappear, and a new one taking its place. Figures.
My family now was the Jewels. Sorority sisters who cared for nothing and no one except each other. I had a go with many boyfriends, each ending when he slept with Britney, the cheerleader bitch who occupied the last bed in our 4 bed room.
We hated her, she hated us. She was jealous of me, I know. I had perfect grades, even though I was 3 years her junior, with a toned body, flat stomach, round, firm, oversized breasts which would be the focal point of any guy trying to speak with me, instead of my face. My slanted, dark, Japanese eyes, sleek, black hair that I grew out down to my waist and don't- give-a-shit attitude earned me the description 'evilled to perfection'.
Britney claimed to have big breasts. It was vital for the cheerleader image. But she wore thickly padded bras. The three of us found out when we were spicing up her lacy underwear with itching powder, a concoction from the chemistry lab. The whole campus eventually found out, adding to Britney's hate for us.
Emerald and Crystal also boasted undeniably breathtaking beauty. Emerald possessed bouncy, ocean green curls, each a perfectly shaped spring framing her face. Not one strand strayed from its coil at any time, no matter how rough her day - or night. She had a full figure which lead her to many wild nights with men of all ages, hungry for a woman's body, allured by her acid green eyes and full, red lips.
Crystal was not blonde, but fairer. Pale enough to be described as white. Her hair was light and strait, falling past her shoulder blades. She was slender and dainty, her legs improportionally long compared to her body. Her lips were thin and pink, her eyes wide and silvery blue, framed with long, thick lashes. Men fell under the spell of her enchanting eyes simply by a meaningful glance in their direction. She was dainty, but not frail. The three of us knew martial arts and I often sparred with them in my training.
My many break-ups couldn't be described as heartbreak, as I never did give my heart to them. My body, yes. Good sex was a prominent feature in my reputation. I had very..... vague morals. I never gave my heart to anyone. No one was worth it. Except Topaz. He was the one who tamed me. He loved me, and for once, it wasn't a turn-off. I still couldn't imagine life commitment, but I loved him in return.
That was my mistake.
That was my downfall.
He was accepted my Emerald and Crystal. They were mildly protective over me, I was by far the youngest after al. But they treated me as an equal, something I had wanted all my life. They didn't try to force me into tight tops and short skirts either. That was probably the reason why I started doing so, with my inherited rebellious streak. Selecting clothes in the style that complemented my reputation. And figure. All black and red, the colours of evil.
Topaz became a part of our closed group. He joined the circle of friends that no one else could enter. That no one could ever break. He pulled me out of what others called my 'angsty period'. For the worse. I bounced off that and became even more 'evil' than I had been before when I lost him. I had become too dependent on him. I know now never to be dependent on anyone.
Britney wasn't able to seduce him, even with her newly implanted breasts. To call our bluff. Unfortunately for her, the surgeon didn't do a good job. She claimed that they were bite marks. No one believed her. Her hate for the four of us, especially me, grew to monstrous amounts. Homicidal amounts.
She wanted to hurt me. She needed to hurt me. So she took what I relied on most. She killed Topaz. I know it was her.
I couldn't stand college life after that. My hate for the world grew, with the only connection I had with the 'normal' world disposed of out of jealousy and hatred. I wanted out. I needed to run away. To get away from all this.
Emerald and Crystal came with me. They would rather die than to abandon their sister.
In the following years, I lost everything else that mattered to me. In the following years, I lived the life of someone with no morals, no future, no hope. In the following years, I encountered my downfall.......
The following years passed by so fast..........
~
AN. Well? Review/flame. I don't mind unless you're complaining about angst. If you don't like it, don't read anything with 'angst' as a genre, k? ~Opal~