Wow, I haven't updated in a little while... *cringes as angry reviewers start
throwing things* I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you! Um, lets see... How 'bout
I make the next chapter extra long? Sound good? Okay! In order for me to do
that, this chappie will be a little bit shorter than the others. Sorry, but
Pan's not going to have any interesting thoughts at the moment. ^___^''
(I'll bet that tells a lot about my brain, doesn't it?) You guys can wait
until I write in Trunks' POV, right?
Okay, here's the deal- Pan is going to seem to really hate Trunks in this chapter, so if he's your absolute favorite character, I'm ever so sorry.
Pan Son: 21 ½, Trunks Brief: 23, Bra Brief: 20, Goten Son: 22 Marron Chestnut: 22
~*~*~
I glared at Trunks, and he just looked at me in surprise.
"Can I go home now?" I asked forcefully.
"No!" he commanded. I looked at him like he was some kind of psycho.
"And why not?!" I shouted angrily. "You kidnap me, tell me I'm an alien, then hold me in this place against my will! I will not stay here!"
I was shaking with fury. All of this is happening way too fast. At first, Goten just stared at me, but then he turned to Trunks with an angry hiss.
"How long is she going to be like this?"
"About five hours. You know that, Goten," Trunks said.
Bra stood up and yawned. Suddenly, her fuzzy belt unwrapped itself from around her hips, and stretched to its extent. I just stared at the whole thing. That belt was actually a tail! Wow, she kept it well hidden- a few hours ago, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. Then I saw that Trunks had a tail also. His had previously been hidden beneath his jacket while Goten's was nowhere to be seen.
These people were starting to freak me out... So, a clever little plan became an egg and hatched inside my head. Tears streamed down my face, and I sobbed in short dramatic breaths.
Pretty Boy rushed to me first, the sucker. (A/N: HAHAHAHA! I 'm having fun insulting him! :P)
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Perfect.
My tears were gone instantly as I fought the urge to gloat at my genius.
"No, I'm not."
I pulled my fist back, and socked him clean in the face. Not expecting the hit, Trunks went soaring across the room and through a wall. Ignoring Bra's screams and Goten's angry yells, I darted out the door.
After only a minute of wandering aimlessly through the maze of a building, I was beginning to get anxious. There had to be a door, or a window, or SOMETHING. It was then that a little ray of sunshine peeked through a hole in the wall. I came closer to it and realized it wasn't the wall... it was a window! The entire place was painted over to hide the interior of the house from view. Weird.
Without wasting any precious moments to escape, I repeatedly kicked the dark glass in hope of shattering it. Unfortunately, this involved making a "little bit" of noise. Something shuffled to my left, and before I knew it, Trunks was towering over me, wiping a trail of blood that was sliding down his chin.
"I can't let you leave. Your primal urges are making you just a little too violent right now."
He hissed the last part. Somehow, I found the courage to look into his eyes. They had changed somehow... I don't remember them being green...
I backed away somewhat. There's no way. They can't keep me here like some kind of animal! I bared my teeth slightly, and bit my bottom lip. Then I winced when something trickled from my mouth. I wiped it away with the back of my hand and saw that the liquid was red.
"Pan, just come with me..."
Trunks took a step forward while I took another step backward. This time, I pressed against cold flat glass. I cursed it.
"Back off."
"I can't do that."
Trunks' eyes were glinting dangerously. The urge to punch him again clawed at the back of my mind. The thought was inviting, but I didn't think he would be so patient with me if I struck him again. It took more willpower for me to refrain from breaking his nose. Then there was the bloodthirsty impulse to do some damage...
"What's wrong with me?!" I screamed.
"Now that you have a tail, your saiyan instincts have responded to it. So, basically, you'll want to kill everything in sight," Trunks said, ever so bluntly.
He was right, I did want to kill people. In a way, these "instincts" scared me.
"Is there a way to stop it?" I had wanted to say that gruffly, but it came out as a pathetic squeak.
Trunks closed his eyes and exhaled. When he opened them, they were their normal piercing blue.
"Yes."
Before I knew what had happened, he was in front of me, and a sharp pain radiated up my neck. My vision went blank.
~*~
With my eyes closed, I knew I was floating. A liquid swirled calmly throughout my entrapment, but a mask attached to my nose and mouth allowed me to breathe easily. Finally, I opened my eyes out of nagging curiosity.
Surprisingly, the watery substance was tinted green. My entire body felt at ease. Speaking of body, I was almost naked! Besides my underwear, I wasn't clothed at all. I was floating in a tank with weird water. Not only that, the "door" to my container was glass. Through it, I made out a blur of lavender...
When footsteps grew close, I pretended to be asleep.
"I'm sorry about all of this."
Almost unconsciously, my hand found its way to touch the glass. At first, it was cold, but suddenly it was warmer, and I knew someone had returned the gesture.
A beeping alarm made its repeated annoying sound. The liquid was being drained from my prison. Coughing and sputtering, I ripped the air mask from my face. The glass door slid down, and I tried to step out of the spherical capsule. Solid arms awkwardly lifted me up, and I looked to see Trunks wrapping me in a warm cottony blanket. I would've thanked him if it hadn't been his fault I was here in the first place.
"Don't touch me."
Trunks sighed.
"Are you better now?"
I ran my tongue over my teeth. They seemed to be back to their original size. My tail thrashed about excitedly.
"I guess."
My hair was matted to my body, and I felt like a wet dog. The green water dripped from my elbows. With an uncontrolled shiver, I held the blanket more tightly to my shoulders.
"Goten! Bra! Come here real quick," Trunks called. In an instant, my uncle and Blue Hair had arrived.
"Hey, Pan," Goten said, cheerfully. He greeted me with a huge bear hug. "You sure slept a long time!" I only snorted at him. Nice. When I finally found a relative, he turns out to be a complete moron. I guess I could learn to love the great oaf... After all, I was planning on staying in Tokyo for a while.
~*~*~
Never draw your favorite characters when you're in a bad mood... they could end up killing each other. ^____________^'
I know some of you will probably be a bit mad at me for making Pan seem to hate Trunks, but it's just a tail thing. Everything will be okay in the end. Trust me. I'm all in it for a happy ending, but it'll take a LOT of pain, agony, and destruction to satisfy my demented little mind before the sunshine and daisies appear. ^-^ Don't worry- I'll try not to kill off anyone. It just depends on the mood I'm in when I type.
NEXT TIME: I can't give too much away, but it has something to do with Marron.
Okay, here's the deal- Pan is going to seem to really hate Trunks in this chapter, so if he's your absolute favorite character, I'm ever so sorry.
Pan Son: 21 ½, Trunks Brief: 23, Bra Brief: 20, Goten Son: 22 Marron Chestnut: 22
~*~*~
I glared at Trunks, and he just looked at me in surprise.
"Can I go home now?" I asked forcefully.
"No!" he commanded. I looked at him like he was some kind of psycho.
"And why not?!" I shouted angrily. "You kidnap me, tell me I'm an alien, then hold me in this place against my will! I will not stay here!"
I was shaking with fury. All of this is happening way too fast. At first, Goten just stared at me, but then he turned to Trunks with an angry hiss.
"How long is she going to be like this?"
"About five hours. You know that, Goten," Trunks said.
Bra stood up and yawned. Suddenly, her fuzzy belt unwrapped itself from around her hips, and stretched to its extent. I just stared at the whole thing. That belt was actually a tail! Wow, she kept it well hidden- a few hours ago, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. Then I saw that Trunks had a tail also. His had previously been hidden beneath his jacket while Goten's was nowhere to be seen.
These people were starting to freak me out... So, a clever little plan became an egg and hatched inside my head. Tears streamed down my face, and I sobbed in short dramatic breaths.
Pretty Boy rushed to me first, the sucker. (A/N: HAHAHAHA! I 'm having fun insulting him! :P)
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Perfect.
My tears were gone instantly as I fought the urge to gloat at my genius.
"No, I'm not."
I pulled my fist back, and socked him clean in the face. Not expecting the hit, Trunks went soaring across the room and through a wall. Ignoring Bra's screams and Goten's angry yells, I darted out the door.
After only a minute of wandering aimlessly through the maze of a building, I was beginning to get anxious. There had to be a door, or a window, or SOMETHING. It was then that a little ray of sunshine peeked through a hole in the wall. I came closer to it and realized it wasn't the wall... it was a window! The entire place was painted over to hide the interior of the house from view. Weird.
Without wasting any precious moments to escape, I repeatedly kicked the dark glass in hope of shattering it. Unfortunately, this involved making a "little bit" of noise. Something shuffled to my left, and before I knew it, Trunks was towering over me, wiping a trail of blood that was sliding down his chin.
"I can't let you leave. Your primal urges are making you just a little too violent right now."
He hissed the last part. Somehow, I found the courage to look into his eyes. They had changed somehow... I don't remember them being green...
I backed away somewhat. There's no way. They can't keep me here like some kind of animal! I bared my teeth slightly, and bit my bottom lip. Then I winced when something trickled from my mouth. I wiped it away with the back of my hand and saw that the liquid was red.
"Pan, just come with me..."
Trunks took a step forward while I took another step backward. This time, I pressed against cold flat glass. I cursed it.
"Back off."
"I can't do that."
Trunks' eyes were glinting dangerously. The urge to punch him again clawed at the back of my mind. The thought was inviting, but I didn't think he would be so patient with me if I struck him again. It took more willpower for me to refrain from breaking his nose. Then there was the bloodthirsty impulse to do some damage...
"What's wrong with me?!" I screamed.
"Now that you have a tail, your saiyan instincts have responded to it. So, basically, you'll want to kill everything in sight," Trunks said, ever so bluntly.
He was right, I did want to kill people. In a way, these "instincts" scared me.
"Is there a way to stop it?" I had wanted to say that gruffly, but it came out as a pathetic squeak.
Trunks closed his eyes and exhaled. When he opened them, they were their normal piercing blue.
"Yes."
Before I knew what had happened, he was in front of me, and a sharp pain radiated up my neck. My vision went blank.
~*~
With my eyes closed, I knew I was floating. A liquid swirled calmly throughout my entrapment, but a mask attached to my nose and mouth allowed me to breathe easily. Finally, I opened my eyes out of nagging curiosity.
Surprisingly, the watery substance was tinted green. My entire body felt at ease. Speaking of body, I was almost naked! Besides my underwear, I wasn't clothed at all. I was floating in a tank with weird water. Not only that, the "door" to my container was glass. Through it, I made out a blur of lavender...
When footsteps grew close, I pretended to be asleep.
"I'm sorry about all of this."
Almost unconsciously, my hand found its way to touch the glass. At first, it was cold, but suddenly it was warmer, and I knew someone had returned the gesture.
A beeping alarm made its repeated annoying sound. The liquid was being drained from my prison. Coughing and sputtering, I ripped the air mask from my face. The glass door slid down, and I tried to step out of the spherical capsule. Solid arms awkwardly lifted me up, and I looked to see Trunks wrapping me in a warm cottony blanket. I would've thanked him if it hadn't been his fault I was here in the first place.
"Don't touch me."
Trunks sighed.
"Are you better now?"
I ran my tongue over my teeth. They seemed to be back to their original size. My tail thrashed about excitedly.
"I guess."
My hair was matted to my body, and I felt like a wet dog. The green water dripped from my elbows. With an uncontrolled shiver, I held the blanket more tightly to my shoulders.
"Goten! Bra! Come here real quick," Trunks called. In an instant, my uncle and Blue Hair had arrived.
"Hey, Pan," Goten said, cheerfully. He greeted me with a huge bear hug. "You sure slept a long time!" I only snorted at him. Nice. When I finally found a relative, he turns out to be a complete moron. I guess I could learn to love the great oaf... After all, I was planning on staying in Tokyo for a while.
~*~*~
Never draw your favorite characters when you're in a bad mood... they could end up killing each other. ^____________^'
I know some of you will probably be a bit mad at me for making Pan seem to hate Trunks, but it's just a tail thing. Everything will be okay in the end. Trust me. I'm all in it for a happy ending, but it'll take a LOT of pain, agony, and destruction to satisfy my demented little mind before the sunshine and daisies appear. ^-^ Don't worry- I'll try not to kill off anyone. It just depends on the mood I'm in when I type.
NEXT TIME: I can't give too much away, but it has something to do with Marron.