A Dark Secret
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DB/Z/GT!!! What a hassle to write this disclaimer crap......
Trunks:14
Ubuu:14
Pan:13
Marron:13 1/2
(Ages will change)
GOMEN NASAI MINNA-SAN!!! Actually, I don't have a good reason for not updating sooner. Hehehe.. laziness has bestowed its presence upon me! *sigh* How sad. Anywayz..... it was hard to think of something next.. maybe because stupid FF.N didn't work today, 12/11/02 for you late readers.... if I even get any.... idleness, lethargy, indolence, languor, sluggishness, slothfulness, apathy, ennui... WHATEVER! They all describe me right now. Thank god I'm pushing myself to write and update for you loyal fans! *smiles* In exchange for some generous compensation, of course.. or in this case, a good review. By the way, thank you for giving me some constructive criticism! People, I don't mind this kind of criticism. This is beneficial for everyone! Now, the plain idiots who go around flaming for kicks are whorish bitches and bastardous assholes.. so, I ignore them completely. Hey, I don't give a damn. The more reviews, the merrier!!! Though, I really don't like ANY criticism cuz I don't listen. You want me to write differently, sorry. Tough luck for you because I won't. I've already written so much that this is the only way I'm comfortable with.. besides, I don't feel like skipping lines each time I write a sentence. That's too much of a hassle for me. Just remember peoples! Arigato for reading this crap.... if you did... AHEM....
Hehehe. I actually forgot where I left off. I'm stupid that way. *sigh* MORE DIMENSIONS!?! GAH!! Oh well..... sorry if it's not dramatic enough, but *shrugs*... drama isn't all soap opera shit.. it's made of comedy, a light play, or tragedy, a SERIOUS play. I'm going with serious. IT'S IN OUR HISTORY BOOKS SO DON'T ARGUE WITH ME! ARGUE WITH THE BOOK IF YA GOT A PROBLEM!!
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Trunks started to pound on the 'damn wall'. "STOP THAT!!! DO YOU WANT TO BE KNOWN AS A SLAYER!?! A KILLER!?! A MURDERER!?!" Pan paid him no heed as she lapped up the thick liquid, relishing and savoring this rare breed's foreign taste. Paris moaned and fell limp, visibly showing that she had already lost too much blood. Powering up, Trunks tried smashing through the impediment that was keeping him from stopping the assassination of a sacred princess who is indeed a very important asset that will help stop sinfulness from spreading all across the universe. He watched in horror as all color drained from the water princess's face. His eyes widened as images of the time not too long ago when he killed Marron..... Even if it were just an illusion, he could see the lifeless body on the ground..... Trunks tried shaking the ghastly pictures out of his mind, but to no avail. "PAN!!!! PLEASE STOP!" Trunks screamed as he slid down the barrier and huddled into a ball, unable to watch the unbearable vision behind him. Quivering with rage, an aura surrounded him. "DAMNIT PAN! I SAID STOP!!!!!" the unfamiliar voice demanded. The reverberation was enough to shatter the ostensibly indestructible force field. A blazing inferno enveloped Trunks once again as he transformed into the legendary crimson warrior. "Not listening to me will just cause you more pain and the whole world mass destruction," this skilled combatant warned, watching the scarlet streaks fly across his body with a calm veneer. "This infidelity will be your inconsequential doom," he kept saying. "Shut your mouth! I'll do as I please and if you've got a problem with it," Pan started as she turned around to bare her sharp teeth covered in flesh, "come over here and we'll...... talk..." she said with slit eyes.
As Trunks neared, Pan growled, dropping the wilted body on the ground. "Come any closer and your life shall be in great shambles as much as it will fatality," Pan presaged. Trunks didn't seem at all affected by the diminutive threat. His eyes snapped open with a cold glare that froze everyone in their tracks. That one glance.. yet, so powerful. It could make the lord of the underworld shiver in trepidation. As Trunks stepped closer, Pan wiped her mouth, anticipation evident in her eyes. No, she couldn't wait at all! She wanted him now. She wanted her hands drenched in the blood of the one who caused her this pain, this agony. "Fine. It's your life. No, it will be mine soon enough.." Pan hissed as she sprang upward like a cat, hand outstretched and ready to tear him limb from limb with her razor claws. 'Why not? I could use a bone to file my nails..... of course, what would I do with the other two-hundred and five.....?' she mused. Trunks closed his eyes and sighed, obviously uninterested. When Pan saw this insolence, this. this... audacity... she stopped in mid-air. "You bore me with your talk. You don't even have the nerve to strike me in fear that I'll counter with more force. You KNOW that I'm the better out of the two... and you can't stand it. This has nothing to do with Paris. This has nothing to do with jealousy. This is about your inane thinking. You're mad because there IS someone better than you. This whole quest, you had to watch ME be the hero and that was too much for you," Trunks said. "Why you...." Pan finally whispered. Her bangs were covering her eyes so nobody could see what she was feeling. Trunks, however, knew that she was as angry as hell and eight hundred quadrillion times stronger.
"What? Are you just going to start your talk again? How demeaning....." he said with a presumptuous tone of voice that drove its way into Pan's mind. "Damn you... you..... and fell to the ground. "Damn you... you..... you...." Pan couldn't even finish her sentence as she slapped Trunks in the face. The echo resonated off all the walls. Then, all became silent....... Leisurely, Trunks lifted a hand up to his face. It stung as if knives had been thrown at him, but he just smirked menacingly. With the viciousness and velocity of a rabid wolverine, he dropped down and kicked Pan in the leg, making her fall. A few seconds later, Pan staggered and managed to get up. Before she could take one step, she felt a shooting pain in her abdomen. "How's that for pain, princess?" Trunks spat, his arm still through Pan's body. Pulling the soaked hand out, he stood still as Pan sputtered up blood. "Damn you....." she said one last time as she dropped onto the floor. Trunks fell out of his crimson form and dropped onto his hands and knees, heaving as sweat rolled down his face. Turning around, he saw a ghostly pale Pan laying on the floor. "P- Pan? What......... shit... did I.. do this?" he asked, closing his eyes.
Suddenly, Trunks was jerked out of the dimension. Besides him was the water princess, restored and healthy as a fish. "Where's Pan?" he asked quietly. He looked around until he saw her. Her tousled hair was stained with blood as was her abdomen. Remembering who did that to her, he got to her side immediately. As he fed her his energy, he scolded himself. "Ugh.... Stop wasting your energy you dolt... I don't need it. I can heal myself," she said coarsely as she focused on something. Trunks was astounded that she'd talk to him after all that. Even if it was negative.... "You... I mean... jealous and-" "The only thing I'm jealous of is that this fucking thing has swallowed that sapphire which should be in MY hands already!" Pan snapped. "Uh, okay.... then, let's go?" he asked as he picked up Paris, then, thought better and asked her kindly if she could walk. "Yes, I think so.... the weirdest thing.... what a nightmare," Paris shivered. She decided not to tell them about her story seeing as she might offend Pan and well, she REALLY didn't want the dark princess mad at her. "Come! We must get going," Pan said. "Uh, how did I end up here anyway?" Paris asked. Last she remembered, she had fallen down into the water below. Trunks sweat dropped and shushed her, saying that Pan needed the soundlessness to think of a strategic way they could get out of this place.
As they neared another wall, Pan touched it and it retracted. "I-I can feel the power of the sapphire!" Paris shouted in glee, jumping over to the wall and pushing her way past. "A- AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed. "PARIS!" Trunks shouted, looking into the dark abyss. "Uh..... I guess we still have a long ways to go," Trunks said, jumping down. "NO!" Pan ordered, holding Trunks. "You'll never get out if you jump into that black hole," she said wisely, pulling him back and pushing him through the other wall. An illusion no doubt. Trunks could see a wet plane. Everything looked flat and doused in water. "Welcome...." a voice said, sending chills up and down Trunks' spine. Looking up, he saw tentacles and electric jellyfish encircling the thing, whatever it was. In the center, he spotted Paris' unconscious body merged with the beast. "If you attack now, you will kill her, but if you don't......" it said. "TRUUUUUNKS!! HELP ME!" a voice shrieked. He looked closer at one of the jellyfish and saw Pan being zapped of her energy. "That other girl will die," it finished. 'Oh, why couldn't I have a win-win situation!?!' Trunks thought frustrated. "Which girl do I save....?" he asked himself. "Paris may be the key to saving the world, but..... Pan... I.. I.. I CAN'T CHOOSE!"
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Awwww.. Poor Trunks, caught in this predicament. Whom will he save? Or, will he let both die....? Find out in the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks to Kutie-Pan, AssassinHime - SaKuRa, Aki Natsuko, DBZChicky501, alex, coollilgirl, Angelbabe14, , BCK, pan0gwen, LoNeLy*PaN, juunanagous-girl13, Hanamaru825, Dark Angel, Tanyaneko, DemolitionV, pan, TyLeEt, moon goddess, q, and AsianUniverse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DB/Z/GT!!! What a hassle to write this disclaimer crap......
Trunks:14
Ubuu:14
Pan:13
Marron:13 1/2
(Ages will change)
GOMEN NASAI MINNA-SAN!!! Actually, I don't have a good reason for not updating sooner. Hehehe.. laziness has bestowed its presence upon me! *sigh* How sad. Anywayz..... it was hard to think of something next.. maybe because stupid FF.N didn't work today, 12/11/02 for you late readers.... if I even get any.... idleness, lethargy, indolence, languor, sluggishness, slothfulness, apathy, ennui... WHATEVER! They all describe me right now. Thank god I'm pushing myself to write and update for you loyal fans! *smiles* In exchange for some generous compensation, of course.. or in this case, a good review. By the way, thank you for giving me some constructive criticism! People, I don't mind this kind of criticism. This is beneficial for everyone! Now, the plain idiots who go around flaming for kicks are whorish bitches and bastardous assholes.. so, I ignore them completely. Hey, I don't give a damn. The more reviews, the merrier!!! Though, I really don't like ANY criticism cuz I don't listen. You want me to write differently, sorry. Tough luck for you because I won't. I've already written so much that this is the only way I'm comfortable with.. besides, I don't feel like skipping lines each time I write a sentence. That's too much of a hassle for me. Just remember peoples! Arigato for reading this crap.... if you did... AHEM....
Hehehe. I actually forgot where I left off. I'm stupid that way. *sigh* MORE DIMENSIONS!?! GAH!! Oh well..... sorry if it's not dramatic enough, but *shrugs*... drama isn't all soap opera shit.. it's made of comedy, a light play, or tragedy, a SERIOUS play. I'm going with serious. IT'S IN OUR HISTORY BOOKS SO DON'T ARGUE WITH ME! ARGUE WITH THE BOOK IF YA GOT A PROBLEM!!
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Trunks started to pound on the 'damn wall'. "STOP THAT!!! DO YOU WANT TO BE KNOWN AS A SLAYER!?! A KILLER!?! A MURDERER!?!" Pan paid him no heed as she lapped up the thick liquid, relishing and savoring this rare breed's foreign taste. Paris moaned and fell limp, visibly showing that she had already lost too much blood. Powering up, Trunks tried smashing through the impediment that was keeping him from stopping the assassination of a sacred princess who is indeed a very important asset that will help stop sinfulness from spreading all across the universe. He watched in horror as all color drained from the water princess's face. His eyes widened as images of the time not too long ago when he killed Marron..... Even if it were just an illusion, he could see the lifeless body on the ground..... Trunks tried shaking the ghastly pictures out of his mind, but to no avail. "PAN!!!! PLEASE STOP!" Trunks screamed as he slid down the barrier and huddled into a ball, unable to watch the unbearable vision behind him. Quivering with rage, an aura surrounded him. "DAMNIT PAN! I SAID STOP!!!!!" the unfamiliar voice demanded. The reverberation was enough to shatter the ostensibly indestructible force field. A blazing inferno enveloped Trunks once again as he transformed into the legendary crimson warrior. "Not listening to me will just cause you more pain and the whole world mass destruction," this skilled combatant warned, watching the scarlet streaks fly across his body with a calm veneer. "This infidelity will be your inconsequential doom," he kept saying. "Shut your mouth! I'll do as I please and if you've got a problem with it," Pan started as she turned around to bare her sharp teeth covered in flesh, "come over here and we'll...... talk..." she said with slit eyes.
As Trunks neared, Pan growled, dropping the wilted body on the ground. "Come any closer and your life shall be in great shambles as much as it will fatality," Pan presaged. Trunks didn't seem at all affected by the diminutive threat. His eyes snapped open with a cold glare that froze everyone in their tracks. That one glance.. yet, so powerful. It could make the lord of the underworld shiver in trepidation. As Trunks stepped closer, Pan wiped her mouth, anticipation evident in her eyes. No, she couldn't wait at all! She wanted him now. She wanted her hands drenched in the blood of the one who caused her this pain, this agony. "Fine. It's your life. No, it will be mine soon enough.." Pan hissed as she sprang upward like a cat, hand outstretched and ready to tear him limb from limb with her razor claws. 'Why not? I could use a bone to file my nails..... of course, what would I do with the other two-hundred and five.....?' she mused. Trunks closed his eyes and sighed, obviously uninterested. When Pan saw this insolence, this. this... audacity... she stopped in mid-air. "You bore me with your talk. You don't even have the nerve to strike me in fear that I'll counter with more force. You KNOW that I'm the better out of the two... and you can't stand it. This has nothing to do with Paris. This has nothing to do with jealousy. This is about your inane thinking. You're mad because there IS someone better than you. This whole quest, you had to watch ME be the hero and that was too much for you," Trunks said. "Why you...." Pan finally whispered. Her bangs were covering her eyes so nobody could see what she was feeling. Trunks, however, knew that she was as angry as hell and eight hundred quadrillion times stronger.
"What? Are you just going to start your talk again? How demeaning....." he said with a presumptuous tone of voice that drove its way into Pan's mind. "Damn you... you..... and fell to the ground. "Damn you... you..... you...." Pan couldn't even finish her sentence as she slapped Trunks in the face. The echo resonated off all the walls. Then, all became silent....... Leisurely, Trunks lifted a hand up to his face. It stung as if knives had been thrown at him, but he just smirked menacingly. With the viciousness and velocity of a rabid wolverine, he dropped down and kicked Pan in the leg, making her fall. A few seconds later, Pan staggered and managed to get up. Before she could take one step, she felt a shooting pain in her abdomen. "How's that for pain, princess?" Trunks spat, his arm still through Pan's body. Pulling the soaked hand out, he stood still as Pan sputtered up blood. "Damn you....." she said one last time as she dropped onto the floor. Trunks fell out of his crimson form and dropped onto his hands and knees, heaving as sweat rolled down his face. Turning around, he saw a ghostly pale Pan laying on the floor. "P- Pan? What......... shit... did I.. do this?" he asked, closing his eyes.
Suddenly, Trunks was jerked out of the dimension. Besides him was the water princess, restored and healthy as a fish. "Where's Pan?" he asked quietly. He looked around until he saw her. Her tousled hair was stained with blood as was her abdomen. Remembering who did that to her, he got to her side immediately. As he fed her his energy, he scolded himself. "Ugh.... Stop wasting your energy you dolt... I don't need it. I can heal myself," she said coarsely as she focused on something. Trunks was astounded that she'd talk to him after all that. Even if it was negative.... "You... I mean... jealous and-" "The only thing I'm jealous of is that this fucking thing has swallowed that sapphire which should be in MY hands already!" Pan snapped. "Uh, okay.... then, let's go?" he asked as he picked up Paris, then, thought better and asked her kindly if she could walk. "Yes, I think so.... the weirdest thing.... what a nightmare," Paris shivered. She decided not to tell them about her story seeing as she might offend Pan and well, she REALLY didn't want the dark princess mad at her. "Come! We must get going," Pan said. "Uh, how did I end up here anyway?" Paris asked. Last she remembered, she had fallen down into the water below. Trunks sweat dropped and shushed her, saying that Pan needed the soundlessness to think of a strategic way they could get out of this place.
As they neared another wall, Pan touched it and it retracted. "I-I can feel the power of the sapphire!" Paris shouted in glee, jumping over to the wall and pushing her way past. "A- AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed. "PARIS!" Trunks shouted, looking into the dark abyss. "Uh..... I guess we still have a long ways to go," Trunks said, jumping down. "NO!" Pan ordered, holding Trunks. "You'll never get out if you jump into that black hole," she said wisely, pulling him back and pushing him through the other wall. An illusion no doubt. Trunks could see a wet plane. Everything looked flat and doused in water. "Welcome...." a voice said, sending chills up and down Trunks' spine. Looking up, he saw tentacles and electric jellyfish encircling the thing, whatever it was. In the center, he spotted Paris' unconscious body merged with the beast. "If you attack now, you will kill her, but if you don't......" it said. "TRUUUUUNKS!! HELP ME!" a voice shrieked. He looked closer at one of the jellyfish and saw Pan being zapped of her energy. "That other girl will die," it finished. 'Oh, why couldn't I have a win-win situation!?!' Trunks thought frustrated. "Which girl do I save....?" he asked himself. "Paris may be the key to saving the world, but..... Pan... I.. I.. I CAN'T CHOOSE!"
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Awwww.. Poor Trunks, caught in this predicament. Whom will he save? Or, will he let both die....? Find out in the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks to Kutie-Pan, AssassinHime - SaKuRa, Aki Natsuko, DBZChicky501, alex, coollilgirl, Angelbabe14, , BCK, pan0gwen, LoNeLy*PaN, juunanagous-girl13, Hanamaru825, Dark Angel, Tanyaneko, DemolitionV, pan, TyLeEt, moon goddess, q, and AsianUniverse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!