Pan's body lay lying on her bed. Her parents were thankful that Trunks
hadn't used both wishes. They still had a chance to get their daughter
back. They just had to wait four months.
Bra and Goten soon began hanging out together, which surprised everyone and pissed off Vegeta extremely. The thing was that they only hung out together with each other was because they reminded the other of Pan. Bra had lost her best friend and Goten had lost his only neice.
Chi-Chi was heart broken. She had lost her husband and now her granddaughter. She never knew things could get so bad. She had never felt so miserable. To keep herself busy she had been cooking constantly. Bulma was also feeling depressed so all the extra food Chi-Chi had Bulma took and she shared it between herself, Vegeta and Bra.
Gohan and Videl took it the worst. They stayed home all the time. Sure they would get their daughter back in four months, but still. . .She had killed herself. Who wouldn't be upset?
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Pan froze at who she saw in front of her. She had only heard stories about him. She never actually saw him because she wasn't born of course but he was just terrifying.
Trunks gasped, it was him. He had thought his future self had killed him. Wait, he did. He had forgotten he was in hell. That's why he saw him.
"Well boy, are you going to tell me and your little friend or not?" His voice sent a chill down the spines of both of them.
Trunks growled, "Why do you care, Frieza?" Pan closed her eyes. So that's what his name was. She couldn't remember.
"Because I would like to know why the mighty prince's son killed himself." Frieza said with a hideous cackle.
Trunks looked to Pan and she nodded, "Please tell Trunks."
"Fine, but I'm telling for you, Pan. Not Frieza." He said, as he threw a glare Frieza's way. Frieza shrugged it off with a smirk.
"I was mad," Trunks began, "With everyone. With Dad because I was never good enough for him. He was obessed with beating Goku. He wouldn't even let me be with. . ."
He stopped and restarted, "Bra was always perfect. Dad would do anything for her, but if I were to ask something like that my answer would be no."
He took a deep breath, "Mom, always had me work. I never had time to play or to hang out. I had to be Mr. Briefs, Capsule Corporation President."
Trunks shook his head, "And then Goku," Pan looked confused as Trunks mentioned her grandfather, "He was always so happy and acted like nothing was a big deal. I couldn't take his happiness."
"Even Goten, he was so much like Goku. His being so innocent drove me crazy. He couldn't even understand the simple things." He clenched his fists and then crystal blue met never ending onyx, "And you Pan. You made me the maddest, now that I think about it."
Pan suddenly looked all choked up. She began gasping for air, "How come? What did I do?"
"I always felt something for you Pan. But every time I tried to show you or tell you how I felt you would always joke around about it or tell me it wasn't real. You never believed me. You called me a liar and said there were other girls. I never cared about other girls, Pan, I only cared about you." His blue eyes suddenly filled with hatred. Frieza grinned as he watched Trunks. Hell was getting to him, just like it got most.
"I never want to see you again." Trunks muttered. Then with more force he shouted, "Get out of my site!"
Pan looked at Trunks hurt, "Please Trunks. . ."
"Now Pan!" Trunks shouted with more force.
Pan looked at him once more with her innocent black eyes. She nodded and then turned around and began walking off. Before she stepped out of his view she shouted, "Trunks Briefs, I forgive you!" Then she continued on into the distance, not sure where she was headed.
Trunks closed his eyes and shook his head back and forth, "I'll never forgive you Son Pan! Never!" He slowly calmed himself down and he noticed he began to cry as he calmed down.
Frieza placed his cold hand on Trunks' shoulder and smirked, "That was very Saiyan like, boy."
Trunks shivered when Frieza's hand touched his shoulder. He didn't bother to remove it. He didn't want to talk at all. He couldn't believe what he had done. But now she knew. At least that part of his conscience was cleared. But for how long could one's conscience stay clear?
Well hopefully that's a bit better than before. Once again I don't own DBZ/GT. I really don't wanna know how many times I'm gonna have to say that.
The Teenage Hybrid: No cliffhanger this time! But there will be more to come sooner or later. But I agree I love writing them, but reading them is always annoying.
Butterfly Monkey Babe of Doom: All you have to do is profread my chapters for errors since I know mine are full of them. Just gimme your e-mail and you can start as soon as I finish the next chapter.
Majin Trunks: I'm just curious, but how is hell not a bad thing?
Bra and Goten soon began hanging out together, which surprised everyone and pissed off Vegeta extremely. The thing was that they only hung out together with each other was because they reminded the other of Pan. Bra had lost her best friend and Goten had lost his only neice.
Chi-Chi was heart broken. She had lost her husband and now her granddaughter. She never knew things could get so bad. She had never felt so miserable. To keep herself busy she had been cooking constantly. Bulma was also feeling depressed so all the extra food Chi-Chi had Bulma took and she shared it between herself, Vegeta and Bra.
Gohan and Videl took it the worst. They stayed home all the time. Sure they would get their daughter back in four months, but still. . .She had killed herself. Who wouldn't be upset?
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Pan froze at who she saw in front of her. She had only heard stories about him. She never actually saw him because she wasn't born of course but he was just terrifying.
Trunks gasped, it was him. He had thought his future self had killed him. Wait, he did. He had forgotten he was in hell. That's why he saw him.
"Well boy, are you going to tell me and your little friend or not?" His voice sent a chill down the spines of both of them.
Trunks growled, "Why do you care, Frieza?" Pan closed her eyes. So that's what his name was. She couldn't remember.
"Because I would like to know why the mighty prince's son killed himself." Frieza said with a hideous cackle.
Trunks looked to Pan and she nodded, "Please tell Trunks."
"Fine, but I'm telling for you, Pan. Not Frieza." He said, as he threw a glare Frieza's way. Frieza shrugged it off with a smirk.
"I was mad," Trunks began, "With everyone. With Dad because I was never good enough for him. He was obessed with beating Goku. He wouldn't even let me be with. . ."
He stopped and restarted, "Bra was always perfect. Dad would do anything for her, but if I were to ask something like that my answer would be no."
He took a deep breath, "Mom, always had me work. I never had time to play or to hang out. I had to be Mr. Briefs, Capsule Corporation President."
Trunks shook his head, "And then Goku," Pan looked confused as Trunks mentioned her grandfather, "He was always so happy and acted like nothing was a big deal. I couldn't take his happiness."
"Even Goten, he was so much like Goku. His being so innocent drove me crazy. He couldn't even understand the simple things." He clenched his fists and then crystal blue met never ending onyx, "And you Pan. You made me the maddest, now that I think about it."
Pan suddenly looked all choked up. She began gasping for air, "How come? What did I do?"
"I always felt something for you Pan. But every time I tried to show you or tell you how I felt you would always joke around about it or tell me it wasn't real. You never believed me. You called me a liar and said there were other girls. I never cared about other girls, Pan, I only cared about you." His blue eyes suddenly filled with hatred. Frieza grinned as he watched Trunks. Hell was getting to him, just like it got most.
"I never want to see you again." Trunks muttered. Then with more force he shouted, "Get out of my site!"
Pan looked at Trunks hurt, "Please Trunks. . ."
"Now Pan!" Trunks shouted with more force.
Pan looked at him once more with her innocent black eyes. She nodded and then turned around and began walking off. Before she stepped out of his view she shouted, "Trunks Briefs, I forgive you!" Then she continued on into the distance, not sure where she was headed.
Trunks closed his eyes and shook his head back and forth, "I'll never forgive you Son Pan! Never!" He slowly calmed himself down and he noticed he began to cry as he calmed down.
Frieza placed his cold hand on Trunks' shoulder and smirked, "That was very Saiyan like, boy."
Trunks shivered when Frieza's hand touched his shoulder. He didn't bother to remove it. He didn't want to talk at all. He couldn't believe what he had done. But now she knew. At least that part of his conscience was cleared. But for how long could one's conscience stay clear?
Well hopefully that's a bit better than before. Once again I don't own DBZ/GT. I really don't wanna know how many times I'm gonna have to say that.
The Teenage Hybrid: No cliffhanger this time! But there will be more to come sooner or later. But I agree I love writing them, but reading them is always annoying.
Butterfly Monkey Babe of Doom: All you have to do is profread my chapters for errors since I know mine are full of them. Just gimme your e-mail and you can start as soon as I finish the next chapter.
Majin Trunks: I'm just curious, but how is hell not a bad thing?