A/N: All right now people the fic has passed the 100 review mark! Yay! Anyways, I guess I must say something now…I am not good at writing long chapters for the sake of finding long chapters to be unnecessary! I mean its not like the chapters are a minute long or something ya know? Anyways chapter 8 is about as long as any chapter can get for me! So…anyways another week another chapter…please enjoy!

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Chapter 9

It was late in the night and Trunks had just finished coming from his nightly hunt. He chose to hunt late at night so that Pan would not hear him and the cry of his prey, he stood on his balcony gazing up at the moonlight and the stars that sparkled around it like fireflies. Looking at something so beautiful always made him feel calm and peaceful and not so ugly. "Thinking?" Came a soft voice from behind Trunks, he looked around and saw Bra walking over to him. He never admitted it but he always felt guilty when he saw Bra and everyone else as objects or animals.

"Just looking." He replied softly looking down at Bra, who jumped onto the balcony ledge.

There were no words between the two for a while, then Bra glanced over at Trunks and noticed that he seemed sad.

"Trunks, you ok?" She asked.

Trunks sighed, "As good as I can be I suppose."

Bra lowered her eyes down and then she looked up at the moon, "The moon is full…it really looks nice tonight."

"Yea." Trunks replied softly with a small growl added. Bra looked over at him and could tell that something was definitely wrong and she wanted to find out. Though she decided that trying to talk to him about something pleasant might make him not be sad.

"So you and Pan are finally talking like civil people." Bra said with a smile.

Trunks huffed, "Yea, at least she isn't as mad anymore."

"Well that's always a good thing Trunks. You guys broke the ice tonight, that was progress." Bra said sounding optimistic, she felt Trunks could really use some of that.

"Luck never seemed to be on my side…ever." He said with a sigh, as he turned around and sat in his balcony chair. Bra finally knew what Trunks was talking about, and she felt bad for him, he carried something heavy inside of him.

"Don't think about the past Trunks…leave it where it is…forgotten." Bra said lying on the balcony.

"That's not an easy thing Bra." Trunks said, his voice sounded like it was about to crack. Bra glanced over at Trunks waiting for him to react in some way, "Do you know what its like to look at all of you everyday as animals and objects knowing I am responsible for it?"

Bra lowered her eyes and head, she didn't know how he felt, she never thought of that before. She didn't know he felt like that, if she never held a grudge to him about not being human or anyone else for that matter then why should Trunks hold one on himself.

"Trunks don't…" Bra began but was then cut off.

"No Bra I have to! I did this to you; I did it to all of you! And I did it to myself." Trunks said lowering his head in shame and sorrow, "Things wouldn't be this way if I wasn't such an asshole when I was human."

Bra froze as growls emanated form Trunks' throat, Bra's wolf eyes began to fill with tears…he was hurting so much and there was nothing she could really say to make it alright because…what he was saying was true, they both knew it.

"Trunks don't relive the past." Bra said softly holding back her tears.

"You know what tonight is?" Trunks asked in a dark almost evil voice.

Bra shook her head, "I forget."

"It's midnight…tonight marks the thirteenth year since we were made like this…since I…made us like this." Trunks said as he looked at his large paw-like hand, with its long and shiny silver claws. He shut his eyes and made a tight fist, "Damn!"

Bra stepped back as Trunks roared, "That day was…"

Trunks again interrupted, "That was the day my life ended."

~~Thirteen years ago~~

It was the early evening and Trunks was sword fighting with his companion at arms Goten. They were being watched by dozens of girls including Bra, all the girls except Bra were cheering for Trunks and squealing every time Trunks got the upper hand in the fight.

"Come on Goten you can do better then this." Trunks said with a smirk as he lunged at Goten.

Goten moved quickly to the side avoiding the blow, "Come on Trunks its late and I'm tired can we finish this tomorrow."

Trunks paused and looked at Goten, "No! We finish this when I say! I am the prince, you are below me!"

Goten looked at Trunks with a disgusted look, "You have changed so much, ever since you became eighteen. Now you're nineteen and your worse then ever! You're spoiled, inconsiderate, selfish, conceited…and anything else distasteful and foul in a person! We used to be best friends! Now look you're a beast!"

Trunks' face grew hard and angry, suddenly without warning he took his sword and with one swipe he sliced Goten's arm. Goten shut his eyes and grinded his teeth in pain, Trunks looked down at him as Goten fell to his knees. Bra then raced out and ripped of a piece of her gown and wrapped it around Goten's wound.

"Bra what are you doing? Why do you tear a priceless dress only to give it to him and have it soak in his blood?" Trunks demanded, Bra glanced up at him and narrowed her eyes, "Cause he's hurt Trunks! I know you wouldn't help anyone who would need your help and so be it! But I will not be like you!"

Trunks growled Bra widened her eyes, for that one instant he seemed more like an animal then a man, "Fine then!" Trunks slammed his sword on the ground and walked towards the palace, the girls watching began to go on him but he pushed them away, "Leave me!" He shouted as he went inside the palace.

As Goten and Bra were heading towards the palace, a middle-aged man in a black cloak and hood approached them, "Was that the prince that did that to you?" The man asked looking at Goten's arm, which was now wrapped in Bra's gown.

"It was." Goten said holding his arm.

"He has gone to far!" The man said shaking his head and looking at the palace and at Trunks who was looking down at them through a window.

"He is not the prince I grew up with. Now he is…"

"A beast." The old man said cutting Goten off, Bra and Goten looked at the man slightly shocked at his choice of words.

"He's just misguided right now…he will change one day." Bra said in Trunks' defense.

"It's to late for change…he has had one to many chances." The old man said, as he then left Bra and Goten puzzled. Trunks who hadn't heard what the man said merely huffed and stepped away from the window.

Later on that night in the dining hall, Trunks, Bra, King Vegeta, Queen Bulma, Lord and General Goku, Lady ChiChi, Lord Goten, Lord Gohan and Lady Videl were all seated together eating dinner. Duke Krillin and Duchess 18 had arrived late and were just sitting down at the table.

"What happened to your arm Goten?" Lady ChiChi asked her youngest son.

"Oh nothing…just a little accident while sword fighting." Goten said looking over at Trunks who glared at him without saying a word.

"If you say so." ChiChi said knowing perfectly well that a cut like that is not down entirely on accident.

"Trunks how was your day?" Queen Bulma asked her son with a cheery smile.

Trunks rolled his eyes as if he couldn't be bothered answering the question, "Fine." He said with an attitude of annoyance, Queen Bulma ignored it, "That's nice I'm glad you had a good day."

~~Present~~

Trunks shut his eyes and you could see tears coming out of his blue eyes and getting soaked up on his dark mane, "I was such a jerk! I took so much for granted! I treated my friends so bad…especially Goten! And my mother…" Trunks couldn't even finish talking as he held back all his frustration, sadness and anger.

"Oh Trunks…" Bra said walking over to him.

~~Thirteen years ago~~

"Where is little Pan Videl?" Duchess 18 asked.

Lady Videl looked over at 18 and smiled, "Oh she is with my father and cousins right now. We will send for her tomorrow morning."

"Oh how nice…I cannot wait to see my little granddaughter I cannot believe that she is already five years old." Lady ChiChi said with delight.

"Who cares about some dumb five year old!" Trunks mumbled, Bra and Goten were the only ones who heard him. They said nothing, although Goten wanted to pound him for saying that about his niece.

"Trunks I will be going into the kingdom tomorrow would you like to come with me?" Queen Bulma asked as she took a sip of her wine.

Trunks rolled his eyes, "I have better things to do."

"Apologize to your mother!" King Vegeta shouted as he stood up from his seat.

"Vegeta don't!" Bulma shouted.

Trunks rose up from his chair and stared at his father, "This brat is way to spoiled, selfish and inconsiderate for his own good! He needs to be taught a lesson!"

"Go to hell all of you! I don't need a lesson in anything! I know everything I need to, I have girls throwing themselves at me! I am the greatest fighter and swordsmen known to anyone and I'm a prince! I know everything I need to!" Trunks said as he then left the dinning hall.

Everyone sat in silence after that, "The only way he'll appreciate what he has is if he loses it!" Goku said with a sigh, everyone then looked at Goku knowing sadly that he was right.

Trunks was rushing down the hall when he heard a knock at one of the side doors. Trunks looked back and opened the door, he found and old man there…"Who are you? And what do you want?" Trunks asked with irritation.

"I am a teacher and I was sent here to teach you a lesson." The man said sounding confident and true.

Trunks arched an eyebrow, "I don't need any teacher…go away old fool!"

Just as Trunks was about to close the door on the man the man looked up at Trunks and his eyes suddenly glowed red. Trunks froze in fear as the man began to levitate, "Lesson one!" The man shouted and his voice echoed like thunder throughout the palace. A bright light came from within him and blinded Trunks…it flew like lightening throughout the palace surrounding all its dwellers.

Trunks cried in pain as he suddenly felt his insides tighten and his skin and bones stretch. He felt his teeth growing and he felt hair growing all over his body, with each cry of pain came a loud roar. Trunks felt his nails grow long and felt his white shirt rip and tear, he felt like he was in the air…he could not see anything and he felt throbbing pain throughout his whole body. Suddenly the light went away and Trunks fell to the ground hard, he was barely conscious, he opened his eyes faintly and he saw the man standing over him. Trunks grew frightened as the sound of his breathing sounding like growls, like that of some animal in the woods. He didn't know what he was at that moment, all he did was look up at the man as the man spoke to him, "You have been corrupted by your own heart and selfish desires, you have abused all those around you and have become a beast in their eyes. So now that is what you shall be until you can learn to love and be kind and if you can get someone to love you in return as you are now…only when you do this shall the spell be lifted; until then you shall remain now and forever a beast."

Trunks' eyes widened at the word 'Beast' Trunks raised his hand for help and he froze in horror as he glanced at his hand and he saw a huge fury paw with long silver claws. "No!" Trunks roared as he then raced inside the palace.

"Mother! Father! Bra!" He shouted through the halls…he raced into the dinning room and found no one there. He then looked behind him and stepped back as he saw a black wolf heading towards him…to the right he saw a black cat that was meowing like a maniac.

He then to his horror saw his mother…"Mother no!" Trunks hollered as he ran over to his mother, who was now a white statue.

"She was the one who loved you the most…I am sparing her the sight of you until the spell is broken."

"Change me back!" Trunks said attacking the man…but the man was to quick and Trunks stopped the futile attempt at harming the man.

"There's your sister!" The man said pointing to the wolf, Trunks looked at her in shock, "Bra?! No!?"

"Trunks is that you!? Oh my god!?" Bra's voice came out of the wolf and Trunks nearly fell over.

"Where's everyone else!?" Trunks hollered.

"Find them yourself…if you care about them enough to bother." With that the man vanished, leaving Trunks alone.

~~Present~~

"I'm so sorry Bra." Trunks said with complete sincerity.

Bra sat over by Trunks and put her head on his paw, "It's ok…I still love you."

Trunks looked down at Bra and sighed, "I will try to get us back to the way we were."

"Yea but the only way that happens is if Pan falls in love with you." Bra said sounding slightly discouraged about the thought.

"How can someone as beautiful and head strong as her love someone as ugly as me?" Trunks said trying to figure out what to do.

"Love is a powerful thing! Once you learn to love, you'll know! Right now you love her beauty…when you start to love her for who she is on the inside…then I'm sure you'll try to get her to love you in return. Or perhaps she'll do it on her own." Bra said with a smile.

Trunks looked up at the moon which was beginning to fade with the early signs of dawn, "Today will be the day I get to know Pan and she me." Then Trunks glanced over into his room and he saw over in a secluded corner, the statue of his mother Queen Bulma…smiling at him.

Ok chapter over! Did you like? Was it long enough? Anyways please read and review and um I guess I'll see you guys next week k! Bye!