Her parents had just watched at her door. They knew she was upset, but
never this upset. They never imagined their Panny would ever do anything
like this. They told their daughter they could talk to her about it. But
she always replied with 'I'm fine.' And they believed her.
If only Pan had known the one thing that she didn't do that Trunks' had done. There was one reason and one reason only that the dragon balls were useless. Days before he commited suicide he asked the dragon that he could never be wished back. Pan had never done that.
Gohan and Videl were thanking Kami that Pan hadn't made the wish that Trunks' had. But still something didn't seem right.
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Pan soon appeared in front of King Yemma. She just stared up at him. She had just told him where she wanted to go. King Yemma of course was now thinking this over.
"Pan, you have a very good record. Suicide is your only downfall." King Yemma said, "Are you sure you don't want to go to heaven?"
"Please King Yemma." Pan begged, "Pretty please."
"Can you tell me why you want to go to hell? Most refuse to go." King Yemma asked, his eye browed raised.
"Because." Pan said, in a pouty voice.
"Because there happens to be a young half Saiyan there, by chance?" He asked with a smirk.
Pan lowered her head, before looking up and then silently nodding.
King Yemma shook his head; "I'm going to allow you to go to hell, against my better jugdement, but here." He handed her a small ticket short of thing, "If things ever get rough or become more than you can handle, you're allowed to go to heaven and then go back when you're okay. Understand?"
Pan jumped up and down in joy, which confused King Yemma greatly. In all his time, he had never met someone this willing to go to hell. "Thank you, King Yemma."
"Sure Pan." King Yemma said, his head in hands. He could feel a headache coming on, "Now get going. Quick." He shooed her off with his hand.
Pan nodded and ran off giggling.
"It must be something terribly important." King Yemma thought aloud, "She killed herself just to see Vegeta's son. I wonder what she's up too?" He just rolled his eyes, "Next!"
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He sat on a ledge looking down. Hell wasn't really that bad. In fact the best part was the entire Saiyan race was down here. He met his Grandfather and some of the other Saiyan troops, even Bardock.
In hell, they could even train. Of course, you couldn't die if you were already dead so hell had a couple advantages the Earth didn't.
He shook his head. He had been talking to his Grandfather a couple minutes a go, but he was so disapointed that his grandson killed himself, that he decided that he would have to solve his own problems before he would talk to him again.
Everyone probably hated him back home. He didn't really give much of a reason as to why he did it; why he killed himself. He knew his father would act like he didn't care, but inside he was probably crushed that his only son would do such a thing. Bulma was probably lost, unsure of what to do or how to act. And his sister Bra was probably heartbroken. They got a long very well and for a second Trunks thought he almost regretted killing himself.
"Well," He thought aloud, "Hopefully Pan's taking it better than the rest." He smiled for the first time he been in hell. He though she was "the most beautiful, wonderful, exdrodinarily beautiful person in the world. And she has such a great personality and she's so beautiful so caring and she has an amazing smile. It's like when she smiles at me, it's the most amazing thing ever, you just kno that everything is going to be fine, and it always is, thats all he could put into words cause words don't go deep enough."
He lay down and then closed his eyes for a moment. He was tired. Even in hell you could get sleepy. . .
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Pan snickered. He had fallen asleep and she had been right behind him the entire time. Now she could scare him good, pay back for what he did to her.
She was hanging with Bra by the pool and they were both lying in their chairs in the sun. The heat of the sun put them to sleep. So her Uncle Goten and Trunks decided they should get wet. So they surpressed their ki and carefully lifted their chairs up while they were flying. They flew over the pool and then stopped. Then they flipped the chairs over. Pan and Bra never forgave them for that one.
The quarter Saiyan carefully crept up on the half Saiyan. She crawled on her hands and knees and then looked down at his from above. She smirked and then shouted,
"BOO!"
Before Pan could move Trunks flew up and his head bumped with Pan's. Some revenge plan, huh? Pan held her head in her hands in pain as her eyes teared. Trunks' growled furiously. He hadn't recognized it was Pan.
He jumped into a fighting stance and was ready to attack when he noticed who it was. He paused and his eyes suddenly went from fierce to hurt and confused, "Pan?"
"Hi Trunks!" Pan said, trying to be cheerful.
Trunks found it odd. Why would you be happy you're in hell? This should be the last place on Earth you would want to be on.
"Pan why are you here?"
"I um committed suicide." Pan said, trying to grin.
Trunks automatically became angery, not at Pan, but at himself. "Why did you kill yourself?" He was a little afraid of the answer.
"Because, well, you did." Pan said, hestitating.
That was the answer Trunks didn't want to here. He gazed up at hell's sky, which would always and forever be black. So this was what happened?
"Well look Trunks, I bet you never thought commiting suicide would lead to this." He said aloud to himself.
"Um Trunks, do you think you could tell me why you killed yourself? Since you know why I did."
Trunks hesitated, "Um. . ."
"Please do, Trunks. Tell. Tell." Said a voice.
Pan gasped in surprise, "You. . ."
Okay, I realized that I forgot the disclaimer so I'll do it now. I don't own any of the characters or DBZ/GT. By the way when Trunks' is thinking about Pan, what is in quotes is how my boyfriend refered to me, so I changed some stuff around and got that. I just thought I should give him credit. Last thing, thanks to anyone who took his or her time to review. And oh yea, would anyone be interested in being a Beta reader? Thanks. Byez!
If only Pan had known the one thing that she didn't do that Trunks' had done. There was one reason and one reason only that the dragon balls were useless. Days before he commited suicide he asked the dragon that he could never be wished back. Pan had never done that.
Gohan and Videl were thanking Kami that Pan hadn't made the wish that Trunks' had. But still something didn't seem right.
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Pan soon appeared in front of King Yemma. She just stared up at him. She had just told him where she wanted to go. King Yemma of course was now thinking this over.
"Pan, you have a very good record. Suicide is your only downfall." King Yemma said, "Are you sure you don't want to go to heaven?"
"Please King Yemma." Pan begged, "Pretty please."
"Can you tell me why you want to go to hell? Most refuse to go." King Yemma asked, his eye browed raised.
"Because." Pan said, in a pouty voice.
"Because there happens to be a young half Saiyan there, by chance?" He asked with a smirk.
Pan lowered her head, before looking up and then silently nodding.
King Yemma shook his head; "I'm going to allow you to go to hell, against my better jugdement, but here." He handed her a small ticket short of thing, "If things ever get rough or become more than you can handle, you're allowed to go to heaven and then go back when you're okay. Understand?"
Pan jumped up and down in joy, which confused King Yemma greatly. In all his time, he had never met someone this willing to go to hell. "Thank you, King Yemma."
"Sure Pan." King Yemma said, his head in hands. He could feel a headache coming on, "Now get going. Quick." He shooed her off with his hand.
Pan nodded and ran off giggling.
"It must be something terribly important." King Yemma thought aloud, "She killed herself just to see Vegeta's son. I wonder what she's up too?" He just rolled his eyes, "Next!"
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He sat on a ledge looking down. Hell wasn't really that bad. In fact the best part was the entire Saiyan race was down here. He met his Grandfather and some of the other Saiyan troops, even Bardock.
In hell, they could even train. Of course, you couldn't die if you were already dead so hell had a couple advantages the Earth didn't.
He shook his head. He had been talking to his Grandfather a couple minutes a go, but he was so disapointed that his grandson killed himself, that he decided that he would have to solve his own problems before he would talk to him again.
Everyone probably hated him back home. He didn't really give much of a reason as to why he did it; why he killed himself. He knew his father would act like he didn't care, but inside he was probably crushed that his only son would do such a thing. Bulma was probably lost, unsure of what to do or how to act. And his sister Bra was probably heartbroken. They got a long very well and for a second Trunks thought he almost regretted killing himself.
"Well," He thought aloud, "Hopefully Pan's taking it better than the rest." He smiled for the first time he been in hell. He though she was "the most beautiful, wonderful, exdrodinarily beautiful person in the world. And she has such a great personality and she's so beautiful so caring and she has an amazing smile. It's like when she smiles at me, it's the most amazing thing ever, you just kno that everything is going to be fine, and it always is, thats all he could put into words cause words don't go deep enough."
He lay down and then closed his eyes for a moment. He was tired. Even in hell you could get sleepy. . .
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Pan snickered. He had fallen asleep and she had been right behind him the entire time. Now she could scare him good, pay back for what he did to her.
She was hanging with Bra by the pool and they were both lying in their chairs in the sun. The heat of the sun put them to sleep. So her Uncle Goten and Trunks decided they should get wet. So they surpressed their ki and carefully lifted their chairs up while they were flying. They flew over the pool and then stopped. Then they flipped the chairs over. Pan and Bra never forgave them for that one.
The quarter Saiyan carefully crept up on the half Saiyan. She crawled on her hands and knees and then looked down at his from above. She smirked and then shouted,
"BOO!"
Before Pan could move Trunks flew up and his head bumped with Pan's. Some revenge plan, huh? Pan held her head in her hands in pain as her eyes teared. Trunks' growled furiously. He hadn't recognized it was Pan.
He jumped into a fighting stance and was ready to attack when he noticed who it was. He paused and his eyes suddenly went from fierce to hurt and confused, "Pan?"
"Hi Trunks!" Pan said, trying to be cheerful.
Trunks found it odd. Why would you be happy you're in hell? This should be the last place on Earth you would want to be on.
"Pan why are you here?"
"I um committed suicide." Pan said, trying to grin.
Trunks automatically became angery, not at Pan, but at himself. "Why did you kill yourself?" He was a little afraid of the answer.
"Because, well, you did." Pan said, hestitating.
That was the answer Trunks didn't want to here. He gazed up at hell's sky, which would always and forever be black. So this was what happened?
"Well look Trunks, I bet you never thought commiting suicide would lead to this." He said aloud to himself.
"Um Trunks, do you think you could tell me why you killed yourself? Since you know why I did."
Trunks hesitated, "Um. . ."
"Please do, Trunks. Tell. Tell." Said a voice.
Pan gasped in surprise, "You. . ."
Okay, I realized that I forgot the disclaimer so I'll do it now. I don't own any of the characters or DBZ/GT. By the way when Trunks' is thinking about Pan, what is in quotes is how my boyfriend refered to me, so I changed some stuff around and got that. I just thought I should give him credit. Last thing, thanks to anyone who took his or her time to review. And oh yea, would anyone be interested in being a Beta reader? Thanks. Byez!