Ah! My last day of freedom.... I have to go back to school tomorrow... Grrr. Anyway, here's the next chapter, so that you don't have to wait longer than necessary. And here's the moment you've all been waiting for! Pan and Xavier's plan for revenge... along with some other useless stuff that leads up to it. Enjoy!
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Chapter 5
Gohan flew away soon, after witnessing Pan and the other man, who's name he didn't know yet, in the coffee shop, too close for his liking. They were whispering and giggling and the only explanation he could think of was that Pan had found herself a boyfriend to cope with the loss of Trunks. He didn't like that. He didn't like that at all. If that were true, then his chances of getting Trunks and Pan together were getting slimmer by the minute. -Damn it, Trunks! Now look what you did! She has a boyfriend and it's all your fault!-
He muttered some more obscenities under his breath as the wind hit his face harshly, picking up speed as he got angry. But then, a thought crossed his mind. What if he was to tell Trunks about what he'd seen? If he was anything like a Saiyan was about the women they loved, he would either be madly jealous, or hunt this guy down and beat him to a bloody pulp. Grinning evilly, Gohan touched down on Capsule Corp.'s front lawn, and went to do just that.
When he came in, he saw Trunks laying on the couch, his feet draped over one end while his head rested on the other. He appeared to be talking to someone, who Gohan assumed was Pyra, since his advanced hearing picked up a girlish giggle from the other end. Sensing his presence, Trunks looked up and smiled, but it faded away when he saw the serious expression on his best friend's face. Gohan tried his best to hide the evilness in his eyes, and he prayed to Kami that it worked. Apparently it did, because Trunks muttered a goodbye to his girlfriend and quickly hung up the phone.
"What's up, Gohan?" Trunks asked, slightly worried. "You look like somebody just died." Trunks' worried facade became a panicked one at the thought. What if another horrible force was on Earth and was killing people? What if Videl was killed? Or... Pan? Trunks felt like his heart completely melted away at the thought, and he silently cursed himself for not paying attention to her, for not spending any time with her whatsoever, for not telling her he... loved her.
"No," Gohan was quick to reassure him. He could only imagine the terrified thoughts that were going through the younger half-Saiyan's mind. "No one died, Trunks." Trunks felt a thousand pounds lighter and relief wash over him. He'd never felt so scared in his entire life, not even when the Androids were around.
"Well, what is it then?" Trunks asked, sitting upright on the couch as Gohan came around and sat next to him.
"I went and followed Pan, ya know, to see where she flew off too," Gohan started, trying to look as disappointed as possible, which proved to be a little hard, even though that was how he truly felt, but he felt his Saiyan deviousness kicked in even more at the thought of Trunks killing whoever it was that dare to be so close to his Panny-chan. "And I found her at some coffee house... with a guy.... and they were awfully close.... whispering in each other's ears and stuff like that...."
Trunks' face was totally unreadable, but inside, he was fuming. He wanted to hunt this guy down and kick his head right off of his shoulders, and then crush it into a million pieces. He was so angry at this person for even looking at his Pan, let alone being close to her. - Wait a minute... MY Pan? Where the hell did that come from? Could I be jealous? No, this is Pan you're talking about... but lately I have been falling for her... Am I jealous? I guess I am... but he has no right to push up on her like that! No right! Damn little piece of shit bastard ass...-
Gohan tried hard not to smirk at the various facial expressions Trunks was forming. It was obvious, his little plan at getting Trunks jealous was working. Mission accomplished.
"You ok, man?" Gohan asked, returning to his normally concerned self.
Trunks stared straight ahead, not bothering to look at Gohan as he nodded his head slowly. "Yeah... just fine." His voice was oddly low and dripped with venom, which made Gohan wonder if what he did was indeed the right thing to do.
"You don't seem ok," Gohan said. "You look like you're about to kill someone... Are you jealous, Trunks?"
Trunks slowly shook his head, then turned to face Gohan and smiled, looking like his normal self. "Why should I be? She deserves to have someone too." But it still bothered him, and he wondered why in hell she would behave so violently toward his girlfriend the night before and seem so hurt when she left that morning, only to go out and get herself a "boyfriend" hours later. He definitely needed some answers. "As a matter of fact, I'm going to go next door and apologize to her... maybe get a much needed sparring match in." He got up and practically dashed out of the door, leaving a confused and intrigued Gohan to follow him.
~*~
Pan and Xavier walked arm and arm past Capsule Corp. and to the next house, the Son house, laughing and talking and discussing their plan for revenge. They decided not to do it any time soon, but to wait awhile and get all of their plans sorted out and more organized before putting it into action, that way, no one would automatically suspect her of doing it. From what little they already had planned, this proved to be the biggest and most fulfilling practical joke they would ever play. They would have to work for years if they planned on ever topping this one.
Just as Pan and Xavier were stepping into the yard, Trunks dashed outside his door and over to the next house. He turned around when he felt Pan's ki, and his heart once again felt the need to jump right out of his body, well, at least that was how he felt anyway. He stared at her for awhile, then turned to look at the man that had his arm laced with hers, and he almost growled. - Wait a minute, that's Xavier. I thought they were just friends... Gohan must have been talking about someone else.-
"That's the guy I saw her with," Gohan said from behind Trunks, as though he read his mind.
- What the hell...- Trunks thought, before he was cut off by Pan.
"What do you want, Trunks?" Pan asked, annoyed.
"I wanted to talk to you," Trunks answered, while glaring at Xavier, and then looking back at Pan. His violent side completely faded as he looked into her eyes, and he felt like a puddle of mush. "I wanted to... uh... apologize."
Pan's glaring eyes turned into softer ones as she let go of Xavier's arm. "Oh?"
"Yeah... maybe we can talk over a spar or something... maybe?" Trunks hesitated, feeling almost like a kid as he shuffled his feet on the ground, much to Gohan's amusement and Xavier's amazement.
"Uh..." She hesitated as she turned to Xavier.
"It's ok, Pan-chan," He said, smiling as he kissed her cheek, which made Trunks' ki rise a little, but he calmed down quickly and it returned to normal. "I'll talk to you later." He winked at Pan and then looked Trunks up and down before disappearing down the street.
"Ok, let's get this show on the road then," Pan said, as she took off into the air towards their familiar sparring area. She was in desperate need for a good spar, she couldn't beg Bulma for more punching bags anymore.
Trunks followed after her, along with Gohan, who was more intrigued with the conversation that was going to be held between the younger Saiyans, than the battle that would take place.
~*~
Pan touched down on the ground, followed by Trunks, then Gohan, and she immediately went into a fighting stance, glaring daggers at her opponent with her onyx eyes. She licked her lips as she tightened her bandanna and brushed some of her black hair over her shoulder.
Trunks was temporarily mesmerized by her movements, but he quickly regained his composure as Gohan sat up on a huge rock above them to watch. Trunks got into a fighting stance of his own, waiting for Pan to make the first move, for he knew she would, he could almost feel her anger radiating off of her. He expected a good spar today, he deserved to get his ass kicked for the pain he was causing her. He mentally kicked himself for it as she charged at him, her fist extended. Just as he brought his arms up to block it, she faded out and reappeared behind him, catching him off guard. She swung her leg up and kicked him right upside the head, sending him down to the ground. She didn't waste anytime after that, for she was ready to fire a nice glowing ki blast from her palms, but just as it was fired, Trunks faded out and reappeared behind her. But she was expecting something like that from him, so she swung her leg back in a roundhouse kick, but he caught it and spun her around by it a few times before letting her go. She closed her eyes, expecting to hit a mountain or something of the sort, but she slowly began to float downward, and ended up skidding across the dirty ground on her butt. Growling, she pushed herself up and hurled an onslaught of punches and kicks at Trunks, which he blocked with some difficulty.
"So," Trunks started, still blocking Pan's attacks. "What was all that about with you and Xavier?"
"What?" Pan stopped her attacks for a second, startled by the question. That left Trunks open for a punch to the jaw, which sent Pan down once again on her butt. She stood up and rubbed her jaw. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Trunks moved his head to side, away from Pan's fist, then started another punch, kick, block session, with Pan on the receiving end. "Well, you two seemed really close. I just wanted to know what was up with it."
"I don't need to explain anything to you," Pan snapped, her leg somehow connecting with his chin. He stumbled backwards as she charged at him again, kicking him in the head, punching him in the stomach, and finishing it off with and uppercut to his already sore chin. He skidded across the ground a few feet, before sitting up. "Why do you want to know anyway?" She asked. "I didn't ask you questions when you ignored me for that Pyra bitch."
Trunks stood up and threw a ki blast at her, which she dodged. He then charged at her and threw his fist at her head, which she grabbed. "Look, I'm sorry about that. I just... needed space..."
After hearing his bullshit explanation, Pan kneed him as hard as she could in the stomach, leaving him hunched over, gasping for air that seemed to be unreachable at the moment. "If you needed some fucking space, why the hell was she occupying most of it? I know you can come up with something better than that, Trunks." She elbowed him, sending him all the way to the ground on his face. When he finally found air, she kicked him in the stomach again, causing him to have to search for air again. She then decided to back off a little, and not let her Saiyan side take too much control. After all, she didn't want to kill the man that she loved, just make him suffer a bit.
Trunks stood up soon after on wobbly legs, still gasping a little bit. "Damn, girl... you've gotten stronger." - It's a wonder you aren't a Super Saiyan.-
Pan smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, oddly like Vegeta, which was weird, since she had never even met the man. "Naturally. I don't have some redheaded bitch all over me 24/7, so I get to do a little training."
Trunks growled as he rubbed his stomach. "What do you have against her, Pan?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "It's like you weren't even there last night. I made it perfectly clear. I don't appreciate some bitch coming in here and taking you away from me. You're my best friend, Trunks."
Trunks inwardly cringed at being called her best friend, for some reason that he couldn't explain. "She's not taking me away from you, Pan. I've had other girlfriends and you never behaved this way with them."
"That's because none of them ever had you confined to them for a whole month!" Pan snapped, turning away from him. "You never even spoke to me, Trunks. I just don't understand how this bitch is so special that you can't even talk to me." She blinked away tears as she said the last part, and hoped he wouldn't notice the slight tremble in her voice.
Trunks sighed. "I don't know what it is either, Pan. She's got a hold on me I guess.... I don't want you to hate me..."
"I don't hate you, stupid ass," Pan answered, returning her attention back to Trunks, who smiled at the insult. At least some sort of normalcy was reached between them.
"Do you still hate her?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "Just because I don't hate you, doesn't mean I'm going to be nice to the bitch. I'm not going to kill her, don't worry about that."
Trunks smiled, then it faded. "Ya know, you never did answer my question."
"What question?"
"I asked you what your thing with Xavier was all about."
Pan narrowed her eyes at him, in confusion and annoyance for him all of a sudden prying into her life. But inside, she smiled at his concern. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Trunks scowled and in an annoyed tone he answered, "You two were all close and stuff... laughing and talking and whispering in each other's ears at coffee houses and walking around with your arms locked."
Pan's eyebrow rose. - He saw us at the coffee shop? How could he... I didn't sense him... He must've masked his ki... or something...- "Why the hell are you so concerned? You've got a Gold Digger Barbie doll drooling all over you." She smiled evilly and added, "Are you jealous, Trunks?"
"I'm not jealous!" Trunks was starting to get angry for some reason, and he didn't bother to think before he spoke. "I just want to know why you would go around and act like what you claimed Pyra to be. A whore."
Pan's eyes widened in shock, then they glared at him in anger, and she drove her fist back and punched him as hard as she could in the mouth. He flew down to the ground and blood spewed from his mouth. Pan leaned her face down to his as he sat up, both of them wondering why the hell he had just insulted her that way. "First of all, I am not a whore like you're little girlfriend! Secondly, the only reason I saw him at all was because we ran into each other by coincidence, and he consoled me because I was feeling like shit. And thirdly, he's not even attracted to me in any way, and he never will be because he's gay, Trunks. And if you ever call me a whore again, I will personally see to it that you are dismembered, blown up, and that you're ashes are flushed down the toilet, along with your little bitch of a girlfriend!" She turned around and was about to fly off, but before she did, she added with an evil smile that he couldn't see, "And I think Xavier has a little crush on you, and he tends to get a little horny, so you better watch out so you don't get ass raped tonight." (A/N: Sorry to any gay people that might take offense to this, I just couldn't resist. I don't have anything against gay people, I have a gay uncle in fact, I just thought this was funny. Don't kill me!)
Trunks just stared after her retreating figure as Gohan floated down to him. Then his face recoiled in horror at the thought of Xavier having a crush on him, and he almost retched when Gohan put a hand on his shoulder. He jerked away, and Gohan couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. "Don't worry, I won't ass rape you, Trunks." He pretended to be crushed as he added, "I'll just... keep my feelings inside."
"Shut up!" Trunks yelled, then smacked himself. "I can't believe I made such a fool out of myself."
"Yeah, you blew it kid," Gohan said, then smiled. "Guard your ass tonight, Trunks. I saw the way he was looking at you." Trunks glared at the older man as Gohan laughed. "I'm kidding, calm down."
Trunks stood up and held his jaw, which felt like it was broken. "Damn that girl can punch."
Gohan smiled, then it turned into a serious face. "What are you going to do about the new damage you've caused?"
Trunks shrugged as he dusted himself off. "Give her time to cool off I guess."
"Sounds good," Gohan agreed. "Oh yeah," He reared his fist back and punched Trunks in the face, knocking him back down to the ground. He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. "That's for calling my daughter a whore."
~*~
"...and then I told him to watch out because you might ass rape him," Pan said to Xavier on the phone later that night. They had just gotten through discussing some plans for their joke they were going to play on Pyra, so she told him about her sparring match with Trunks.
Xavier laughed at his end. "I just might do that... that boy does look damn good. Now I see why you're in love with him. I can't believe I never noticed before. I wonder what his backside looks like...."
Pan laughed at her friend's antics. "Damn good, Xavier. Trust me."
"I'll take you're word for it.... hey, you think I should go to his house tonight and come on to him? You know, scare the hell out of him as revenge for you?"
Pan laughed as she pictured what Trunks would do if he saw Xavier come into his bedroom and come on to him. It would be priceless to see the look on his face. "No, that's ok. I'll get revenge on him sooner or later."
"Damn," Xavier replied. "I was looking forward to that."
Pan laughed again, and frowned when she heard her mother yelling something about getting something from Bulma. "Got to go, Xavier. I'll talk to you tomorrow so we can discuss 'Operation Scare-Whore-To-Death'."
Xavier smiled on his end of the phone and murmured his own goodbye before they hung up and Pan headed next door to Bulma's.
~*~
Pan walked next door with a slight hop in her step, feeling better than she had in a long time. She was smiling to herself, thinking of what Xavier had said about jumping Trunks' bones, but the smile faded when she came to the door step of Capsule Corporation.
In front of her, Pyra and Trunks were making out, or more like eating each other's faces. They looked like they were either cannibals, or either they were about to fuck right there at the door. Pan frowned and crossed her arms over her chest, wondering how long it would take Trunks to notice that she was there.
Trunks finally felt her ki, after ten minutes of her being there, and slowly peeled Pyra off of him, with considerable difficulty. Trunks was about to say something, but his small girlfriend at his side cut him off, "What do you want?" Her tone was harsh, which amazed Trunks and Pan immensely.
"Not that it's any concern of yours," Pan said, rather calmly for a change, as she moved forward, making Pyra step back a little bit. Pan smirked at her reaction. "I just came over to get something from Bulma."
Pyra moved out of the way and pointed towards the door. "Well, go," she said just as harshly as she had said her last statement. "Or do you just like to watch people make out? Was that it? It was getting your jollies off, wasn't it?"
"No," Pan replied, raising an eyebrow at the smaller woman, while taking another step forward, causing Pyra to unconsciously grab a hold of Trunks. "I was just seeing how long it would take for Trunks to sense me." She turned her attention to Trunks. "It's obvious you've been slacking off in your training. It took you a good ten minutes to realize that I was here."
"What do you mean, 'sense' you?" Pyra shot back, annoyed, not only because she interrupted their make out session, but just because she was talking to her boyfriend. She didn't like the idea of Trunks being friends with Pan, and when she tried to use her powers of persuasion to convince Trunks not to see her, he all but went crazy on her for even suggesting such a thing, even though he didn't see her the entire month he was dating her anyway. But he had his own reasons, not because his woman forced him to.
Trunks shook his head at Pan over Pyra's head, mouthing that she not mention anything about ki and Saiyans and everything, although it had to be obvious that he was not totally human to anyone, since he had beaten the Androids, who used ki blasts and such. But this was Pyra, she was a stupid whore. (A/N: I've been using that word a lot in this chapter, haven't I?)
"Nothing," Pan said in answer to Pyra's question, smiling smugly. "I guess your puny little mind is too small to understand what I meant."
Trunks groaned and slapped himself. "Pan, why do you have to be so mean?"
"Well, she shouldn't have talked to me like that," Pan said in response, then turned her attention to the small redhead that was walking up to her, her hands balled into fists at her sides. Pan almost laughed at the look of intensity on her face.
"Now listen here, girl," Pyra started, waving a finger at Pan. "I will not continue to be insulted by you."
"Ok then," Pan said, while moving her aside so that she could get into the house. She turned around and smirked. "Just don't provoke me, and you won't get insulted. Simple as that."
"Provoke?" Pyra repeated in confusion.
"Ah, another big word? I'm sorry, I'll try to refrain from words above 3 letters."
Trunks groaned in annoyance and was about to push Pan into the house, but Pyra did something unexpected. She walked right up to Pan, and smacked her across the face. Of course it didn't hurt much, but Pan was beyond pissed as the older woman smirked at her with satisfaction. That was it. Pan snapped.
"Alright, you wanna fight me, bitch?" Pan said, getting ready to pounce on Pyra, but Trunks held her back by her shoulders, trying to duck her flailing arms in the process. "You better get your skank ass girlfriend before I blast her to the next dimension and back again!"
Pyra just laughed as Trunks pushed Pan inside the house, and then he turned his attention to Pyra, trying to hold the door shut with some difficulty. "Don't do that, Pyra. Don't aggravate her like that. She's a temper-mental person like me. It's in our blood I guess you could say."
Pyra just rolled her eyes and muttered a, "Whatever," before assaulting his lips once more.
A few weeks later...
Pan looked in her full-length mirror, and smirked as she tied a black bandanna around her head. It went perfectly well with her black shirt, pants, and boots. She crossed her arms over her chest in satisfaction, excited beyond comprehension. Tonight was the night. The moment of truth. After weeks of preparation and avoidance of Pyra altogether, Pan and Xavier's plan for revenge was finally going to be fulfilled. (A/N: Dun, dun, dun!)
It was all so carefully planned out. Pan snuck into Bulma's lab and got Pyra's address, Xavier worked out most of the tricks they were going to play, while Pan's part was going to take place tonight. Now all they had to do was go through with the plan and justice would be served.
Pan jumped when she heard a tap at her window. She turned around to see Xavier's green eyes staring at her, wearing black clothes as well. His lips curved upward into a smile as she walked over and opened the window.
"Ready for 'Operation Scare-Whore-To-Death'?" He whispered.
Pan smiled back and whispered, "Yep," as she climbed out of her window.
It wasn't going to be hard at all. Videl had long since gone to bed and Xavier didn't have to worry about parents, since both of his were killed by the Androids, so sneaking out wasn't a problem. And Pan knew Pyra was at home, or going home, because Bulma threatened to beat Trunks with her frying pan if he didn't stay home and help her reorganize the living room furniture, so she couldn't have been out with him. No matter how old or strong he was, Trunks would never disobey Bulma and her frying pan. Pan smiled as she walked with Xavier to Pyra's, since it wasn't too far away, and silently thanked the grandmother she never had for leaving Bulma with her stainless steel weapon.
~*~
Pan and Xavier got there in no time. It was a small, blue house, very plain and quaint with a white picket fence surrounding it, which made both Pan and Xavier scowl at its cheery, "Brady Bunch" qualities.
They tiptoed around to one of the windows, where they knew they could see her living room, and crouched down in front of it. Soon after they heard her car come into the driveway and the rattling of her keys, signaling that she was home. Once she walked into the house, they were both giddy with excitement.
Flashback
"You finished yet?" Pan asked as she sat on Pyra's couch and made herself comfortable while Xavier was doing the finishing touches on his part of their plan. It was only a few hours before Pyra was supposed to show up.
"Almost!" Xavier called back as he fiddled around with some wires. Finally he got it the way that he wanted it to go, and he smiled at his success. "Done. And I only got shocked five times."
Pan smiled and said, "Alright, now let's get out of this happy ass house. We'll come back in about three hours."
Xavier nodded and cleaned up the mess he had made so that when Pyra came back, nothing would appear to be out of order. When he was finished, he followed Pan as she climbed out of the window, so that they wouldn't be noticed.
End Flashback
Pan and Xavier watched with evil smiles on their faces as Pyra walked into the house and immediately reached over and flipped the light switch. Only the light didn't come on, and she heard a funny humming noise followed by a whoosh of wind. She looked up and saw that the ceiling fan came on instead of the light.
"What the hell..." She murmured to herself.
Dismissing it, she walked into the dark kitchen looking for something to eat, and when she tried to turn on that light, she heard another weird sound. She narrowed her eyes and saw that one of the burners on her gas stove had turned on. She walked over to it and turned it off by using the knob, and not only did it turn off, but that made the garbage disposal go crazy as well. She screamed and jumped back, as it spewed out all kinds of food, or what used to be food, all over her and the kitchen.
~*~
Xavier and Pan snickered softly as they watched from another window. Pyra was running around in circles screaming her head off, covered in sticky goo that continued to come out of the garbage disposal in the sink.
"I wonder how long it'll take her to realize that she can just leave the room," Xavier whispered to Pan.
~*~
As if on cue, Pyra practically flew into the dark living room, not knowing what else to do. She was so confused and scared that she just stood there for awhile, fidgeting and taking occasional glances at the dirty kitchen, seeing that the garbage disposal stopped going crazy, but continued to make that annoying clicking sound, signaling that it was still on.
She looked up at the ceiling fan, remembering how the light switch turned it on. She walked across the room, and stepped below the fan. She reached up on her tip toes and pulled the string that was dangling from it, which was supposed to turn it off, thinking that maybe it would turn on the light. No such luck. Once she pulled the string, the TV came on and the sound was so loud she had to cover her ears.
~*~
"Shit," Pan mumbled as she rubbed her sore ears. "I should've known that with my Saiyan hearing that that would hurt ten times worse than it would to her."
"It's still worth it though," Xavier said with a broad, evil grin as he watched Pyra practically cowering in a corner in shock.
~*~
Panicked, Pyra slowly backed up from the TV like it would hurt her, and luckily for Pan and Xavier, a murder movie was on, so she was beyond scared now.
She stopped when she knocked something over, and then she remembered. The phone. She turned around and knelt on the floor to pick up her cordless phone and dialed the police. (A/N: Since they don't live in America, it can't be 911, can it?)
~*~
"Now!" Pan whispered to Xavier.
Xavier nodded and turned his head towards the telephone poll. He looked at the wires above, and narrowed his eyes, concentrating. It didn't take long for it to spark up and break, for he had long since perfected his powers of starting fires with his mind. He turned to Pan with a triumphant smirk, and she just shook her head.
~*~
Pyra heard a faint ringing noise in the phone before it was cut off, signaling that her phone went dead. Her knees gave way and she collapsed to the floor, hugging the phone for comfort.
"What the hell is going on?" She whimpered as she looked around.
~*~
"You're on, Pan-chan," Xavier whispered, his evil smile growing.
Pan nodded and pulled a black face mask out of her pocket and pulled it over her head, before climbing into the open window and dropping to the floor as quietly as she could.
~*~
Pyra was on the verge of tears by then, and she jumped when the annoying screams of the murder movie on the TV died down. She slowly peered over the couch, but didn't see anyone.
"Boo."
She jerked a mile when she heard a low, raspy voice whisper, "Boo," in her ear. Still clutching the phone, she stared at the place where she thought she heard the voice, but she saw no one.
"What do you want from me?" Pyra whined, backing up into a wall, letting go of the phone. She looked around desperately, but found no one. Suddenly, she turned and ran as fast as she could out of the room and into her bedroom, leaping under the covers like a scared child.
"That blanket won't save you," She heard that hoarse voice again and almost pissed her pants as she peered out from under the covers, but still saw no one. Remembering a weapon, she flew out of her bed and to her closet where she grabbed a baseball bat. She swung it over her head, hoping that the strange person wouldn't come a step closer.
"That won't help either," the person said again, right in her ear.
She jumped and swung the bat, right where the person's face was, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the shadowy figure vanish. "What the hell are you?"
"Your worst nightmare."
She turned around and swung in all directions frantically when she heard the voice again, but didn't hit anything. "Get out of my house!"
"Sorry." Pyra turned around only to meet a person that she could barely see, only it's smirking mouth. "No can do. I want to see you suffer." The person grabbed the bat right out of her hand, the smirk not wavering at all.
Pyra blinked a few times before screaming her head off again and running right out of the house, not bothering to even get into her car, just trying to escape as fast as her legs could take her.
~*~
Xavier was laughing uncontrollably as he walked around the front of the house, meeting Pan, who was twirling a baseball bat in one hand, and pressing on her throat with two fingers of the other hand.
"I want to see you suffer," She repeated, her voice raspy from the pressure on her throat.
Xavier laughed some more. "The look on her face... Oh my Kami!"
Pan laughed right along with him as she dropped the bat, took her fingers away from her throat, and pulled the mask off of her head.
Xavier finally stopped laughing and caught his breath, draping his arm over her shoulder as they walked back to Pan's house. "You're brilliant, Panny-chan," he said, smiling.
Pan smiled back. "No. You're brilliant, X-kun."
*~*~*~*~*
Ah, I love that chapter! That was even better than the last one. Ok, so maybe all that stuff really couldn't be rewired like that, but oh well. This is a story with people part of an alien warrior race who help save the Earth from evil beings also not of this planet, not much has to make sense. Did you like the sparring match? I enjoyed that part. God, I read my stuff and I can't believe I write something like this, nor can I believe people love it so much. I'm literally bouncing up and down in my chair as I write this. But I still feel it's too good to be true, and I'm just waiting for a flame. Oh, and I actually have a reason for choosing Xavier's name. See, Pan called him brilliant, and that's just what Xavier means, brilliant. Anyway, you people never told me about whether or not I should change my title. It kinda makes me wonder if you simply skip this and go on to the chapter preview....
Next Chapter: Pyra seeks comfort in Trunks after the little "incident" and he immediately accuses Pan. How does she redeem herself? Does she redeem herself? And what's this? A trip to the Other World? For who? Find out on the next episode of Dragonball Z! Hehehe...
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(A/N:..) Annoying commentary, better known as Author's Notes
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Chapter 5
Gohan flew away soon, after witnessing Pan and the other man, who's name he didn't know yet, in the coffee shop, too close for his liking. They were whispering and giggling and the only explanation he could think of was that Pan had found herself a boyfriend to cope with the loss of Trunks. He didn't like that. He didn't like that at all. If that were true, then his chances of getting Trunks and Pan together were getting slimmer by the minute. -Damn it, Trunks! Now look what you did! She has a boyfriend and it's all your fault!-
He muttered some more obscenities under his breath as the wind hit his face harshly, picking up speed as he got angry. But then, a thought crossed his mind. What if he was to tell Trunks about what he'd seen? If he was anything like a Saiyan was about the women they loved, he would either be madly jealous, or hunt this guy down and beat him to a bloody pulp. Grinning evilly, Gohan touched down on Capsule Corp.'s front lawn, and went to do just that.
When he came in, he saw Trunks laying on the couch, his feet draped over one end while his head rested on the other. He appeared to be talking to someone, who Gohan assumed was Pyra, since his advanced hearing picked up a girlish giggle from the other end. Sensing his presence, Trunks looked up and smiled, but it faded away when he saw the serious expression on his best friend's face. Gohan tried his best to hide the evilness in his eyes, and he prayed to Kami that it worked. Apparently it did, because Trunks muttered a goodbye to his girlfriend and quickly hung up the phone.
"What's up, Gohan?" Trunks asked, slightly worried. "You look like somebody just died." Trunks' worried facade became a panicked one at the thought. What if another horrible force was on Earth and was killing people? What if Videl was killed? Or... Pan? Trunks felt like his heart completely melted away at the thought, and he silently cursed himself for not paying attention to her, for not spending any time with her whatsoever, for not telling her he... loved her.
"No," Gohan was quick to reassure him. He could only imagine the terrified thoughts that were going through the younger half-Saiyan's mind. "No one died, Trunks." Trunks felt a thousand pounds lighter and relief wash over him. He'd never felt so scared in his entire life, not even when the Androids were around.
"Well, what is it then?" Trunks asked, sitting upright on the couch as Gohan came around and sat next to him.
"I went and followed Pan, ya know, to see where she flew off too," Gohan started, trying to look as disappointed as possible, which proved to be a little hard, even though that was how he truly felt, but he felt his Saiyan deviousness kicked in even more at the thought of Trunks killing whoever it was that dare to be so close to his Panny-chan. "And I found her at some coffee house... with a guy.... and they were awfully close.... whispering in each other's ears and stuff like that...."
Trunks' face was totally unreadable, but inside, he was fuming. He wanted to hunt this guy down and kick his head right off of his shoulders, and then crush it into a million pieces. He was so angry at this person for even looking at his Pan, let alone being close to her. - Wait a minute... MY Pan? Where the hell did that come from? Could I be jealous? No, this is Pan you're talking about... but lately I have been falling for her... Am I jealous? I guess I am... but he has no right to push up on her like that! No right! Damn little piece of shit bastard ass...-
Gohan tried hard not to smirk at the various facial expressions Trunks was forming. It was obvious, his little plan at getting Trunks jealous was working. Mission accomplished.
"You ok, man?" Gohan asked, returning to his normally concerned self.
Trunks stared straight ahead, not bothering to look at Gohan as he nodded his head slowly. "Yeah... just fine." His voice was oddly low and dripped with venom, which made Gohan wonder if what he did was indeed the right thing to do.
"You don't seem ok," Gohan said. "You look like you're about to kill someone... Are you jealous, Trunks?"
Trunks slowly shook his head, then turned to face Gohan and smiled, looking like his normal self. "Why should I be? She deserves to have someone too." But it still bothered him, and he wondered why in hell she would behave so violently toward his girlfriend the night before and seem so hurt when she left that morning, only to go out and get herself a "boyfriend" hours later. He definitely needed some answers. "As a matter of fact, I'm going to go next door and apologize to her... maybe get a much needed sparring match in." He got up and practically dashed out of the door, leaving a confused and intrigued Gohan to follow him.
~*~
Pan and Xavier walked arm and arm past Capsule Corp. and to the next house, the Son house, laughing and talking and discussing their plan for revenge. They decided not to do it any time soon, but to wait awhile and get all of their plans sorted out and more organized before putting it into action, that way, no one would automatically suspect her of doing it. From what little they already had planned, this proved to be the biggest and most fulfilling practical joke they would ever play. They would have to work for years if they planned on ever topping this one.
Just as Pan and Xavier were stepping into the yard, Trunks dashed outside his door and over to the next house. He turned around when he felt Pan's ki, and his heart once again felt the need to jump right out of his body, well, at least that was how he felt anyway. He stared at her for awhile, then turned to look at the man that had his arm laced with hers, and he almost growled. - Wait a minute, that's Xavier. I thought they were just friends... Gohan must have been talking about someone else.-
"That's the guy I saw her with," Gohan said from behind Trunks, as though he read his mind.
- What the hell...- Trunks thought, before he was cut off by Pan.
"What do you want, Trunks?" Pan asked, annoyed.
"I wanted to talk to you," Trunks answered, while glaring at Xavier, and then looking back at Pan. His violent side completely faded as he looked into her eyes, and he felt like a puddle of mush. "I wanted to... uh... apologize."
Pan's glaring eyes turned into softer ones as she let go of Xavier's arm. "Oh?"
"Yeah... maybe we can talk over a spar or something... maybe?" Trunks hesitated, feeling almost like a kid as he shuffled his feet on the ground, much to Gohan's amusement and Xavier's amazement.
"Uh..." She hesitated as she turned to Xavier.
"It's ok, Pan-chan," He said, smiling as he kissed her cheek, which made Trunks' ki rise a little, but he calmed down quickly and it returned to normal. "I'll talk to you later." He winked at Pan and then looked Trunks up and down before disappearing down the street.
"Ok, let's get this show on the road then," Pan said, as she took off into the air towards their familiar sparring area. She was in desperate need for a good spar, she couldn't beg Bulma for more punching bags anymore.
Trunks followed after her, along with Gohan, who was more intrigued with the conversation that was going to be held between the younger Saiyans, than the battle that would take place.
~*~
Pan touched down on the ground, followed by Trunks, then Gohan, and she immediately went into a fighting stance, glaring daggers at her opponent with her onyx eyes. She licked her lips as she tightened her bandanna and brushed some of her black hair over her shoulder.
Trunks was temporarily mesmerized by her movements, but he quickly regained his composure as Gohan sat up on a huge rock above them to watch. Trunks got into a fighting stance of his own, waiting for Pan to make the first move, for he knew she would, he could almost feel her anger radiating off of her. He expected a good spar today, he deserved to get his ass kicked for the pain he was causing her. He mentally kicked himself for it as she charged at him, her fist extended. Just as he brought his arms up to block it, she faded out and reappeared behind him, catching him off guard. She swung her leg up and kicked him right upside the head, sending him down to the ground. She didn't waste anytime after that, for she was ready to fire a nice glowing ki blast from her palms, but just as it was fired, Trunks faded out and reappeared behind her. But she was expecting something like that from him, so she swung her leg back in a roundhouse kick, but he caught it and spun her around by it a few times before letting her go. She closed her eyes, expecting to hit a mountain or something of the sort, but she slowly began to float downward, and ended up skidding across the dirty ground on her butt. Growling, she pushed herself up and hurled an onslaught of punches and kicks at Trunks, which he blocked with some difficulty.
"So," Trunks started, still blocking Pan's attacks. "What was all that about with you and Xavier?"
"What?" Pan stopped her attacks for a second, startled by the question. That left Trunks open for a punch to the jaw, which sent Pan down once again on her butt. She stood up and rubbed her jaw. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Trunks moved his head to side, away from Pan's fist, then started another punch, kick, block session, with Pan on the receiving end. "Well, you two seemed really close. I just wanted to know what was up with it."
"I don't need to explain anything to you," Pan snapped, her leg somehow connecting with his chin. He stumbled backwards as she charged at him again, kicking him in the head, punching him in the stomach, and finishing it off with and uppercut to his already sore chin. He skidded across the ground a few feet, before sitting up. "Why do you want to know anyway?" She asked. "I didn't ask you questions when you ignored me for that Pyra bitch."
Trunks stood up and threw a ki blast at her, which she dodged. He then charged at her and threw his fist at her head, which she grabbed. "Look, I'm sorry about that. I just... needed space..."
After hearing his bullshit explanation, Pan kneed him as hard as she could in the stomach, leaving him hunched over, gasping for air that seemed to be unreachable at the moment. "If you needed some fucking space, why the hell was she occupying most of it? I know you can come up with something better than that, Trunks." She elbowed him, sending him all the way to the ground on his face. When he finally found air, she kicked him in the stomach again, causing him to have to search for air again. She then decided to back off a little, and not let her Saiyan side take too much control. After all, she didn't want to kill the man that she loved, just make him suffer a bit.
Trunks stood up soon after on wobbly legs, still gasping a little bit. "Damn, girl... you've gotten stronger." - It's a wonder you aren't a Super Saiyan.-
Pan smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, oddly like Vegeta, which was weird, since she had never even met the man. "Naturally. I don't have some redheaded bitch all over me 24/7, so I get to do a little training."
Trunks growled as he rubbed his stomach. "What do you have against her, Pan?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "It's like you weren't even there last night. I made it perfectly clear. I don't appreciate some bitch coming in here and taking you away from me. You're my best friend, Trunks."
Trunks inwardly cringed at being called her best friend, for some reason that he couldn't explain. "She's not taking me away from you, Pan. I've had other girlfriends and you never behaved this way with them."
"That's because none of them ever had you confined to them for a whole month!" Pan snapped, turning away from him. "You never even spoke to me, Trunks. I just don't understand how this bitch is so special that you can't even talk to me." She blinked away tears as she said the last part, and hoped he wouldn't notice the slight tremble in her voice.
Trunks sighed. "I don't know what it is either, Pan. She's got a hold on me I guess.... I don't want you to hate me..."
"I don't hate you, stupid ass," Pan answered, returning her attention back to Trunks, who smiled at the insult. At least some sort of normalcy was reached between them.
"Do you still hate her?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "Just because I don't hate you, doesn't mean I'm going to be nice to the bitch. I'm not going to kill her, don't worry about that."
Trunks smiled, then it faded. "Ya know, you never did answer my question."
"What question?"
"I asked you what your thing with Xavier was all about."
Pan narrowed her eyes at him, in confusion and annoyance for him all of a sudden prying into her life. But inside, she smiled at his concern. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Trunks scowled and in an annoyed tone he answered, "You two were all close and stuff... laughing and talking and whispering in each other's ears at coffee houses and walking around with your arms locked."
Pan's eyebrow rose. - He saw us at the coffee shop? How could he... I didn't sense him... He must've masked his ki... or something...- "Why the hell are you so concerned? You've got a Gold Digger Barbie doll drooling all over you." She smiled evilly and added, "Are you jealous, Trunks?"
"I'm not jealous!" Trunks was starting to get angry for some reason, and he didn't bother to think before he spoke. "I just want to know why you would go around and act like what you claimed Pyra to be. A whore."
Pan's eyes widened in shock, then they glared at him in anger, and she drove her fist back and punched him as hard as she could in the mouth. He flew down to the ground and blood spewed from his mouth. Pan leaned her face down to his as he sat up, both of them wondering why the hell he had just insulted her that way. "First of all, I am not a whore like you're little girlfriend! Secondly, the only reason I saw him at all was because we ran into each other by coincidence, and he consoled me because I was feeling like shit. And thirdly, he's not even attracted to me in any way, and he never will be because he's gay, Trunks. And if you ever call me a whore again, I will personally see to it that you are dismembered, blown up, and that you're ashes are flushed down the toilet, along with your little bitch of a girlfriend!" She turned around and was about to fly off, but before she did, she added with an evil smile that he couldn't see, "And I think Xavier has a little crush on you, and he tends to get a little horny, so you better watch out so you don't get ass raped tonight." (A/N: Sorry to any gay people that might take offense to this, I just couldn't resist. I don't have anything against gay people, I have a gay uncle in fact, I just thought this was funny. Don't kill me!)
Trunks just stared after her retreating figure as Gohan floated down to him. Then his face recoiled in horror at the thought of Xavier having a crush on him, and he almost retched when Gohan put a hand on his shoulder. He jerked away, and Gohan couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. "Don't worry, I won't ass rape you, Trunks." He pretended to be crushed as he added, "I'll just... keep my feelings inside."
"Shut up!" Trunks yelled, then smacked himself. "I can't believe I made such a fool out of myself."
"Yeah, you blew it kid," Gohan said, then smiled. "Guard your ass tonight, Trunks. I saw the way he was looking at you." Trunks glared at the older man as Gohan laughed. "I'm kidding, calm down."
Trunks stood up and held his jaw, which felt like it was broken. "Damn that girl can punch."
Gohan smiled, then it turned into a serious face. "What are you going to do about the new damage you've caused?"
Trunks shrugged as he dusted himself off. "Give her time to cool off I guess."
"Sounds good," Gohan agreed. "Oh yeah," He reared his fist back and punched Trunks in the face, knocking him back down to the ground. He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. "That's for calling my daughter a whore."
~*~
"...and then I told him to watch out because you might ass rape him," Pan said to Xavier on the phone later that night. They had just gotten through discussing some plans for their joke they were going to play on Pyra, so she told him about her sparring match with Trunks.
Xavier laughed at his end. "I just might do that... that boy does look damn good. Now I see why you're in love with him. I can't believe I never noticed before. I wonder what his backside looks like...."
Pan laughed at her friend's antics. "Damn good, Xavier. Trust me."
"I'll take you're word for it.... hey, you think I should go to his house tonight and come on to him? You know, scare the hell out of him as revenge for you?"
Pan laughed as she pictured what Trunks would do if he saw Xavier come into his bedroom and come on to him. It would be priceless to see the look on his face. "No, that's ok. I'll get revenge on him sooner or later."
"Damn," Xavier replied. "I was looking forward to that."
Pan laughed again, and frowned when she heard her mother yelling something about getting something from Bulma. "Got to go, Xavier. I'll talk to you tomorrow so we can discuss 'Operation Scare-Whore-To-Death'."
Xavier smiled on his end of the phone and murmured his own goodbye before they hung up and Pan headed next door to Bulma's.
~*~
Pan walked next door with a slight hop in her step, feeling better than she had in a long time. She was smiling to herself, thinking of what Xavier had said about jumping Trunks' bones, but the smile faded when she came to the door step of Capsule Corporation.
In front of her, Pyra and Trunks were making out, or more like eating each other's faces. They looked like they were either cannibals, or either they were about to fuck right there at the door. Pan frowned and crossed her arms over her chest, wondering how long it would take Trunks to notice that she was there.
Trunks finally felt her ki, after ten minutes of her being there, and slowly peeled Pyra off of him, with considerable difficulty. Trunks was about to say something, but his small girlfriend at his side cut him off, "What do you want?" Her tone was harsh, which amazed Trunks and Pan immensely.
"Not that it's any concern of yours," Pan said, rather calmly for a change, as she moved forward, making Pyra step back a little bit. Pan smirked at her reaction. "I just came over to get something from Bulma."
Pyra moved out of the way and pointed towards the door. "Well, go," she said just as harshly as she had said her last statement. "Or do you just like to watch people make out? Was that it? It was getting your jollies off, wasn't it?"
"No," Pan replied, raising an eyebrow at the smaller woman, while taking another step forward, causing Pyra to unconsciously grab a hold of Trunks. "I was just seeing how long it would take for Trunks to sense me." She turned her attention to Trunks. "It's obvious you've been slacking off in your training. It took you a good ten minutes to realize that I was here."
"What do you mean, 'sense' you?" Pyra shot back, annoyed, not only because she interrupted their make out session, but just because she was talking to her boyfriend. She didn't like the idea of Trunks being friends with Pan, and when she tried to use her powers of persuasion to convince Trunks not to see her, he all but went crazy on her for even suggesting such a thing, even though he didn't see her the entire month he was dating her anyway. But he had his own reasons, not because his woman forced him to.
Trunks shook his head at Pan over Pyra's head, mouthing that she not mention anything about ki and Saiyans and everything, although it had to be obvious that he was not totally human to anyone, since he had beaten the Androids, who used ki blasts and such. But this was Pyra, she was a stupid whore. (A/N: I've been using that word a lot in this chapter, haven't I?)
"Nothing," Pan said in answer to Pyra's question, smiling smugly. "I guess your puny little mind is too small to understand what I meant."
Trunks groaned and slapped himself. "Pan, why do you have to be so mean?"
"Well, she shouldn't have talked to me like that," Pan said in response, then turned her attention to the small redhead that was walking up to her, her hands balled into fists at her sides. Pan almost laughed at the look of intensity on her face.
"Now listen here, girl," Pyra started, waving a finger at Pan. "I will not continue to be insulted by you."
"Ok then," Pan said, while moving her aside so that she could get into the house. She turned around and smirked. "Just don't provoke me, and you won't get insulted. Simple as that."
"Provoke?" Pyra repeated in confusion.
"Ah, another big word? I'm sorry, I'll try to refrain from words above 3 letters."
Trunks groaned in annoyance and was about to push Pan into the house, but Pyra did something unexpected. She walked right up to Pan, and smacked her across the face. Of course it didn't hurt much, but Pan was beyond pissed as the older woman smirked at her with satisfaction. That was it. Pan snapped.
"Alright, you wanna fight me, bitch?" Pan said, getting ready to pounce on Pyra, but Trunks held her back by her shoulders, trying to duck her flailing arms in the process. "You better get your skank ass girlfriend before I blast her to the next dimension and back again!"
Pyra just laughed as Trunks pushed Pan inside the house, and then he turned his attention to Pyra, trying to hold the door shut with some difficulty. "Don't do that, Pyra. Don't aggravate her like that. She's a temper-mental person like me. It's in our blood I guess you could say."
Pyra just rolled her eyes and muttered a, "Whatever," before assaulting his lips once more.
A few weeks later...
Pan looked in her full-length mirror, and smirked as she tied a black bandanna around her head. It went perfectly well with her black shirt, pants, and boots. She crossed her arms over her chest in satisfaction, excited beyond comprehension. Tonight was the night. The moment of truth. After weeks of preparation and avoidance of Pyra altogether, Pan and Xavier's plan for revenge was finally going to be fulfilled. (A/N: Dun, dun, dun!)
It was all so carefully planned out. Pan snuck into Bulma's lab and got Pyra's address, Xavier worked out most of the tricks they were going to play, while Pan's part was going to take place tonight. Now all they had to do was go through with the plan and justice would be served.
Pan jumped when she heard a tap at her window. She turned around to see Xavier's green eyes staring at her, wearing black clothes as well. His lips curved upward into a smile as she walked over and opened the window.
"Ready for 'Operation Scare-Whore-To-Death'?" He whispered.
Pan smiled back and whispered, "Yep," as she climbed out of her window.
It wasn't going to be hard at all. Videl had long since gone to bed and Xavier didn't have to worry about parents, since both of his were killed by the Androids, so sneaking out wasn't a problem. And Pan knew Pyra was at home, or going home, because Bulma threatened to beat Trunks with her frying pan if he didn't stay home and help her reorganize the living room furniture, so she couldn't have been out with him. No matter how old or strong he was, Trunks would never disobey Bulma and her frying pan. Pan smiled as she walked with Xavier to Pyra's, since it wasn't too far away, and silently thanked the grandmother she never had for leaving Bulma with her stainless steel weapon.
~*~
Pan and Xavier got there in no time. It was a small, blue house, very plain and quaint with a white picket fence surrounding it, which made both Pan and Xavier scowl at its cheery, "Brady Bunch" qualities.
They tiptoed around to one of the windows, where they knew they could see her living room, and crouched down in front of it. Soon after they heard her car come into the driveway and the rattling of her keys, signaling that she was home. Once she walked into the house, they were both giddy with excitement.
Flashback
"You finished yet?" Pan asked as she sat on Pyra's couch and made herself comfortable while Xavier was doing the finishing touches on his part of their plan. It was only a few hours before Pyra was supposed to show up.
"Almost!" Xavier called back as he fiddled around with some wires. Finally he got it the way that he wanted it to go, and he smiled at his success. "Done. And I only got shocked five times."
Pan smiled and said, "Alright, now let's get out of this happy ass house. We'll come back in about three hours."
Xavier nodded and cleaned up the mess he had made so that when Pyra came back, nothing would appear to be out of order. When he was finished, he followed Pan as she climbed out of the window, so that they wouldn't be noticed.
End Flashback
Pan and Xavier watched with evil smiles on their faces as Pyra walked into the house and immediately reached over and flipped the light switch. Only the light didn't come on, and she heard a funny humming noise followed by a whoosh of wind. She looked up and saw that the ceiling fan came on instead of the light.
"What the hell..." She murmured to herself.
Dismissing it, she walked into the dark kitchen looking for something to eat, and when she tried to turn on that light, she heard another weird sound. She narrowed her eyes and saw that one of the burners on her gas stove had turned on. She walked over to it and turned it off by using the knob, and not only did it turn off, but that made the garbage disposal go crazy as well. She screamed and jumped back, as it spewed out all kinds of food, or what used to be food, all over her and the kitchen.
~*~
Xavier and Pan snickered softly as they watched from another window. Pyra was running around in circles screaming her head off, covered in sticky goo that continued to come out of the garbage disposal in the sink.
"I wonder how long it'll take her to realize that she can just leave the room," Xavier whispered to Pan.
~*~
As if on cue, Pyra practically flew into the dark living room, not knowing what else to do. She was so confused and scared that she just stood there for awhile, fidgeting and taking occasional glances at the dirty kitchen, seeing that the garbage disposal stopped going crazy, but continued to make that annoying clicking sound, signaling that it was still on.
She looked up at the ceiling fan, remembering how the light switch turned it on. She walked across the room, and stepped below the fan. She reached up on her tip toes and pulled the string that was dangling from it, which was supposed to turn it off, thinking that maybe it would turn on the light. No such luck. Once she pulled the string, the TV came on and the sound was so loud she had to cover her ears.
~*~
"Shit," Pan mumbled as she rubbed her sore ears. "I should've known that with my Saiyan hearing that that would hurt ten times worse than it would to her."
"It's still worth it though," Xavier said with a broad, evil grin as he watched Pyra practically cowering in a corner in shock.
~*~
Panicked, Pyra slowly backed up from the TV like it would hurt her, and luckily for Pan and Xavier, a murder movie was on, so she was beyond scared now.
She stopped when she knocked something over, and then she remembered. The phone. She turned around and knelt on the floor to pick up her cordless phone and dialed the police. (A/N: Since they don't live in America, it can't be 911, can it?)
~*~
"Now!" Pan whispered to Xavier.
Xavier nodded and turned his head towards the telephone poll. He looked at the wires above, and narrowed his eyes, concentrating. It didn't take long for it to spark up and break, for he had long since perfected his powers of starting fires with his mind. He turned to Pan with a triumphant smirk, and she just shook her head.
~*~
Pyra heard a faint ringing noise in the phone before it was cut off, signaling that her phone went dead. Her knees gave way and she collapsed to the floor, hugging the phone for comfort.
"What the hell is going on?" She whimpered as she looked around.
~*~
"You're on, Pan-chan," Xavier whispered, his evil smile growing.
Pan nodded and pulled a black face mask out of her pocket and pulled it over her head, before climbing into the open window and dropping to the floor as quietly as she could.
~*~
Pyra was on the verge of tears by then, and she jumped when the annoying screams of the murder movie on the TV died down. She slowly peered over the couch, but didn't see anyone.
"Boo."
She jerked a mile when she heard a low, raspy voice whisper, "Boo," in her ear. Still clutching the phone, she stared at the place where she thought she heard the voice, but she saw no one.
"What do you want from me?" Pyra whined, backing up into a wall, letting go of the phone. She looked around desperately, but found no one. Suddenly, she turned and ran as fast as she could out of the room and into her bedroom, leaping under the covers like a scared child.
"That blanket won't save you," She heard that hoarse voice again and almost pissed her pants as she peered out from under the covers, but still saw no one. Remembering a weapon, she flew out of her bed and to her closet where she grabbed a baseball bat. She swung it over her head, hoping that the strange person wouldn't come a step closer.
"That won't help either," the person said again, right in her ear.
She jumped and swung the bat, right where the person's face was, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the shadowy figure vanish. "What the hell are you?"
"Your worst nightmare."
She turned around and swung in all directions frantically when she heard the voice again, but didn't hit anything. "Get out of my house!"
"Sorry." Pyra turned around only to meet a person that she could barely see, only it's smirking mouth. "No can do. I want to see you suffer." The person grabbed the bat right out of her hand, the smirk not wavering at all.
Pyra blinked a few times before screaming her head off again and running right out of the house, not bothering to even get into her car, just trying to escape as fast as her legs could take her.
~*~
Xavier was laughing uncontrollably as he walked around the front of the house, meeting Pan, who was twirling a baseball bat in one hand, and pressing on her throat with two fingers of the other hand.
"I want to see you suffer," She repeated, her voice raspy from the pressure on her throat.
Xavier laughed some more. "The look on her face... Oh my Kami!"
Pan laughed right along with him as she dropped the bat, took her fingers away from her throat, and pulled the mask off of her head.
Xavier finally stopped laughing and caught his breath, draping his arm over her shoulder as they walked back to Pan's house. "You're brilliant, Panny-chan," he said, smiling.
Pan smiled back. "No. You're brilliant, X-kun."
*~*~*~*~*
Ah, I love that chapter! That was even better than the last one. Ok, so maybe all that stuff really couldn't be rewired like that, but oh well. This is a story with people part of an alien warrior race who help save the Earth from evil beings also not of this planet, not much has to make sense. Did you like the sparring match? I enjoyed that part. God, I read my stuff and I can't believe I write something like this, nor can I believe people love it so much. I'm literally bouncing up and down in my chair as I write this. But I still feel it's too good to be true, and I'm just waiting for a flame. Oh, and I actually have a reason for choosing Xavier's name. See, Pan called him brilliant, and that's just what Xavier means, brilliant. Anyway, you people never told me about whether or not I should change my title. It kinda makes me wonder if you simply skip this and go on to the chapter preview....
Next Chapter: Pyra seeks comfort in Trunks after the little "incident" and he immediately accuses Pan. How does she redeem herself? Does she redeem herself? And what's this? A trip to the Other World? For who? Find out on the next episode of Dragonball Z! Hehehe...
