Disclaimer:
All DBZ characters belong to Akira Toriyama.
The other ones belong to me :p

YELL
" Someone has taken the idea of revenge a little bit too far "

Chapitre FOUR : Second Call

08h15 a.m., Gohan's House.

Videl was trying to make the usual morning gestures : prepare Pan for school, in spite of the sadness that was tearing her heart into pieces. She had at all costs to continue to act like everydays. When Pan would be at school, she would perhaps let her rage and her grief burst, even if she knew that Gohan would be back after a few days.

The phone rang.

"Pan !!", Videl yelled from the kitchen. "Pick up the phone ! I'm busy with your lunch !"

Pan rushed with her tiny feet until the phone and picked it up : "Hello ?"

She heard a soft and low voice on the other side: // Hello? //

She frowned a little bit, but she was also slightly amuzed : "Yes ?"

//Who is this?//, the soft voice told.

Pan had a slight smile as she was beginning to tap her foot on the floor : "Who are you trying to reach, sir ?"

There was a silence, then the voice went on : //What number is this ?//

Pan leaned on the wall : "What number are you trying to reach ?"

A new silence, then the voice answered, with an embarassed tone : //I don't know.//

Pan rolled her eyes on the ceiling : "I think you have the wrong number."

The voice was interrogative and still soft : //Do I ?//

Pan muffled a laugh : "It happens. Take it easy."

And she hang up.

Videl passed her head by the open door : "What was it, Pan ?"

Pan walked to her mother, while she was buttoning her blouse : "Naaah, Nothing, just a phone number-mistake."

At that moment, the phone rang again. Pan sighed loudly : "Okay, I take care of it", and she turned back to the phone, while Videl was bringing her attention back to Pan's lunch.

"Hello?", Pan said, politely

She recognized the soft and low voice immediately : // I'm sorry I guess I dialed the wrong number.//

"So why'd you dial it again ?", Pan said amused.

// To apologize.//, the voice said with a funny and friendly tone.

This time, Pan couldn't prevent a light laugh : "You're forgiven. Bye now."

The voice raised the tone : // Wait ! Wait ! Don't hang up ! //

Pan was wondering what was wrong. "What ? "

The voice was calm again, like after a long run : // I want to talk to you for a second.//

Pan raised her eyebrows : "I don't have time, sorree. See-ya."

She hang up. Just as she was walking back to the kitchen, the phone rang again. "Aah !", she sighed, and turned back to the phone in the John Wayne style. She wanted first to call her mother to ask her to deal with the guy, then she thought that it would be childish, and the last thing she wanted to be considered as, was a kid. She picked up the phone : "Uh..Hi, who is this?"

And she heard the now familiar voice : // You tell me. //

She frowned, but she was beginning to find this little game funny : "Well, I - I have no idea."

The voice continued, on a repraoch tone : // Why don't you want to talk to me ? //

Pan breathed deeply : "Mom always forbids me to talk to strangers..."

Videl wasn't really listening Pan's words, but she got her attention on the latest sentence. She frowned and walked to the door separating the kitchen from the corridor, still packing some food into thin plastic sheet.

The voice used a connivance tone : // Just pretend her that we are not stranger to each other //

Pan was making her brain working at 200%, then she decided to pretend she knew him : "Trunks, you gave yourself away", she paused, then : "Are you calling from Capsule Corporation ? Cause if you are, Bra is near you ?"

Videl sighed softly, smiling slightly. She had worried too much. She was almost turned back to the kitchen when she remembered that Trunks had been the only witness of her husband's death. Perhaps he called to talk to her. She turned again to face Pan.

"Does he want to talk to me ?", she whispered to her daughter.

"uh un...", Pan shook her head, her attention back to the phone.

The voice didn't seem to notice Pan's words, and went on : // Do you like horror movies, Pan? //

Pan then paused : *I never said my name. So I was right, the guy knows me*, she went on : "I like that thing you're doing with your voice, Trunks, It's funny."

Videl sighed... It was weird from Trunks to try to amuse the daughter of someone he had seen slaughtered the night before, but perhaps Trunks was trying to make Pan forgetting 'bout her pain... If he knew she wasn't aware of Gohan's death... Well, it wasn't the right moment to explain that to Trunks. Not with Pan around... She would do it when she would be at the Capsule Corporation. She turned back to the kitchen.

The voice didn't pay attention to Pan's reply yet :// What's your favorite horror movie, Pan? //

Pan sighed : "Come on ... You know Mom never let me watch those stuffs..."

The voice asked then : // Why not ? Is she too scared ? //

Pan guffawed : "Oh no ! She needs more than that to be scared. I guessed you knew it, Trunks, I'm so disappointed in you."

Videl frowned a little. What were they talking about ? Had he told Pan 'bout her father ? No, Pan wouldn't take it so easily.

But what if she already knew it before he called... Could it be possible that she was so little hurted ???
*If it was the case*, Videl thought, *it must be her saiya-jin blood...* She wasn't exactely happy to imagine her 4 years old daughter so insensible facing her father's death. Even if that death was just temporary.

The voice retorted simply to Pan's phrase: // Maybe because I'm not Trunks. //

Pan raised her eyebrows : "So who are you ?"

The voice became more mysterious : // The question isn't who am I it's *where* am I ... //

*The weird becomes weirder*, Pan thought : "So where are you ?"

// Very close... //

Pan was beginning to be fed up of this : "Oh yeah, I call your bluff." She paused, "Can you see me now ?"

She heard // Uh-huh.//

Pan got a predator smile : "Really ?", then she put her finger in her nose : "OK, What am I doing huh ?"

Silence in the phone. She repeated, pulling a long, green, sticky stuff : "Huh ? What am I doing, huh ? Hellooooo... ?"

As she got no answer, she concluded, rolling a sticky green little ball between two fingers : "Nice try, Trunks. Tell Bra to call me when you'll see her, okay ? Bye now." She threw the green little "ball" on the wall between a picture of her grand-father Mister Satan and the curtain.

She was about to hang up when she heard the voice now no more friendly and soft, but metallic and threatening : // If you hang up on me, bitch, you'll die just like your father. Do you want to die Pan ? Your father sure didn't. //

Pan opened her eyes wide as the reality hit her violently. For a moment that seemed hours to her, she couldn't breathe, or talk.

Facing her silence, the voice went on : // What ? They didn't tell you they found his liver in the mailbox next to his spleen and pancreas ?//

At that moment, Pan managed to take a deep breath while she was moving backwards, and yelled, dropping the receiver as if it was a snake. Videl burst in the corridor as her daughter was running to her.

"Mommeeeeeeeeeee !! He said Daddy is dead !!!!! "


08h19 a.m., Capsule Corporation.

Trunks hung up the phone as Bulma entered his room. She noticed his drawn features. The poor boy didn't seem to have slept a lot. But his look was calmer than earlier.

"Who were you trying to reach ?", she asked softly, more to begin a conversation than to really know.

Trunks looked the floor and told : "I was trying to reach Goten, but his phone doesn't answer..."

Bulma smiled sadly : "don't worry, you'll see him in the meeting."

Trunks sighed : "I just hope nothing bad happened to him and his family..."

Then he stood up and glance through the window at the rising sun, coloring the clouds in pink and gold. "... but you were right..."

She blinked, trying to remember what she could have told...

Trunks turned to her a determined look : "It was foolish of me to feel so hurt by Gohan's death. As long as there are dragon balls, we'll get the possibility to bring him back."

[to be continued... ]

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And here's the return of the mysterious voice on the phone ;D
Would Pan be the next victim?

Was Trunks really trying to reach Goten?

Read the continuation (tomorrow, or tuesday, I think it will be posted :) )
As I said in the summary, no one is safe... :D (even the mental health of the readers :pppp *cackles evilly :) * )

And don't forget to send your idea about the identity of the murderer(s) as chapters go on ^____~