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Chapter 7 Pan's pov
I am on way to Trunks. I just got out of the hospital 2 days ago. i didn't belive anything morran said. i decided that if refuse to tell me. then i'll handle this on my way. asking trunks is the only way...
walking through the park at night wasn't the smartest way for a shortcut. with the dangrous punk gang around here and all. but it was the fastest way to get there. and now that it was dark, it was by far best chance for getting jumped or slashed one of those punks.
usually the park was still busy at this hour when the weather was good, but tonight it was nearly deserted. people were spooked by the reports of slashing.
i paused to take off my jacket and tie it around my waist. as i dawled in the wooded area near the dog run, i heard whispers. oh, it be this easy?i strainted my ears to hear and ambled a tiny bit closer. i couldn't really make out the conversation, but i did see the flash of a knife. not a blade. a real knife four guys were huddled together. probebly plotting their next attack.
i saw morran... i made as much noise as possible while still appearing naive and oblivious. i really hoped none of them would recognize me.
i was suddenly shocked at what i saw..
i saw morran in the park . she told me to come over to the park cuz she said she wnted to talk to me or something..but suddenly i saw morran and a figure . the figuer was hovering, bearing down on morran. i heard a groan, first quiet, then it grew loud and terrifing. i was running before i was able to process what was happening.
"morran!" i shouted.
morran waving her arms, trying to defend herself from the attack. He shouted hoarsely in a language i didn't undetrstand. (AN: yes morran's mother 18, is german. okay?) it was a young man, i realized as i raced toward them, and he had a razor blade.
"get away from her!" i shouted.
the young man turned his head and locked eyes with me for a millionth of a second. he was yung, dark haired, intense, pumped up on adrenaline or something eles. i watched in horror as he threw morran to the ground.
morran cried out. i saw the blood on her face. my heart was seized with panic. i threw myself at the attakerand shoved as hard as i could. thoughts were only fragments moving through my mind at uneven speeds. the attackerhas lost his balance, but only far a moment. he steadied himself and came at me.
there was a fist, really big. i heard an awful sounding crack, then saw the orange insides of my eyelids. i blinked my eyes open. i was still in my feet. my cheeckbone was blazing with pain. one eys was pounding, already swelling with blood.
the fist was coming again, but time was slow now. slow enough for me to dodge the fist.i willed my hand to clench. i trained my good eye on the guys mouth. he swung as hard as i could.
my knuckles connected to soft flesh. the guy grunted. i felt a surge of energy so strong, it seemed to erasr my memory, to blow out my consciousness. but not strong enough make me go super. i swung again without thinking. i caught an ear this time, hard. they guy staggered to one side, caught his balance. he didn't come back at me, as i was expecting him to. instead he stepped backward, putting several more feet between us.
"your dead," he hissed at me through blubbery, swollen lips. "i'm going to kill you." and then he ran off.
i was most instantly kneeling at morran side. she was groaning softly. i took my shirt and gently wiped of he wound.
"morran. i'll go get some help"
pan's pov
as soon as i heard the noise, the fine, light hair on my arms prickled and my skin was covered with bumps. i had the feeling sometimes that when i sensed danger, my vision and hearing became almost supernaturally acute. i could almost feel my muscles feasting on oxygen, preparing for action. i knew the muffled cries and moans where morran's well before she actually saw her.
morran's attackerbroke away as pan flew to morran's sdie. i put her arms around the shoulders, examining the wound on his face. there was a certain amount of blood, but it was already thickening around the slash. that was a good sign. i clutched her gently.
"your going to be fine." i promised her, not wanting to leave her state.
but i had to cuz, amazingly, the guy who had attacked her was still wihtin sight. i ran like hell. in the darkness i saw nothing more then his silhouette.
the attacker sprinted toward the south edge of the park. i flew after him, my rage undergoing nuclear fission as my feet puonded the pavement. he was fast, but i was faster. i literally launched myself from the ground and tackled him from behind. he shouted in surprise, we rolled togetheraross a grassy patch, limbs tangling. strong arms circled my hips, pulling me down. they tumbled again before i managed to pin him under me. i secured his torso between my knees and shoved his head on the ground. my hands were tighening around his neck before i lookd him in the face.
i closed my eyes in disbelief. when i opened them again, my heart changed places with my stomach.
it was trunks...
i was so astounded, i let go of him, and in an instant he flipped me over. now he was kneeling over me, pressing my shoulders into the ground with his hands.
"pan, what do you think you're doing?" he bellowed at me.
i sw clearly now that one of his eyes was purpleand almost swollen shut. my mind was whizzing, trying to make sense of it
"morran is hurt," trunks yelled only inches from my ear. " she was slashed. i need to call for help!"
my ears rang painfully. "y-you," i chocked out. "i thought you--"
"you thought i what? i slashed him? are you insane?"
trunks' eyes-ot the that was still open, anyway- were wild with adrenaline. my waist was gripped too tightly between his knees. he was digging the heels of his hands into my chest.
ina lightning-quick move i managed to get one hand around each of his arms and pulled them ou from under him. his weight collapsed on top of me, and i quickly flipped him over again. i drove my knee into his abdomen and held him steady with my forearms.
"then who did it?" i demanded
he stared at her with anger and disbelief. "some jerk who's going to get awayif you don't get the hell off me!" he wrapped his arms around my back in a bear hug and tried to roll me again, but this time i wasn't budging.
he was hloding me so tight, my face was buried in his neck.
"fine," i said as well as i could, considering my lips were pressed against his skin,
"let me go, and i'll let you go." but neither of us moved.
"fine. you let go first" he demanded in my hair. his voice was strained by the presence of my knee in his stomach.
gingerly, slowly, i let up the pressure from my knee.
"whoa!!" i calledout as he threw mr off him, fast and surprisingly hard. my butt landed on the pavement.
" ouch," i complained
i was mad. i couldn't help myself. as soon as he was on his feet i sprang to mine and shoved him. he reeled backward a couple of steps, then leaped at me and shoved me right back.
my eyes widened in disbelief. as soon as i caught my balance , i stormed at him. he was a lot taller then me, so i had to jump to jab my shoulder into his solar plexus.
"OFF!" he grunted. i was satisfied to see i'd nearly knocked the wind out of him. i put two hands on his stomach and oushed him to ground. with admirable speed he rolled toward me and hugged my ankles.
"oh!!" i shoutedin surprise as he pulled my legs out from under me. i fell directly on top of him. in anger and confusion i grabbed the first thing i could- his hair, as it turned out. he grabbed mine right back. i was lying on top og him, one arm around his neck. his legs were clasped around mine. his arms circling my waist.
"there he is!" a voice shouted.
from our tangle on the grass we both looked up, mute.
trunk's pov
"oh shit," i mumnled, still clutching to pan as the guy who had atacked morran came near, flanked by two guys on each side. the guy's lips were grossly misshapen, and he looked mad enough to dismember, if not kill.
suddenly i found myself holding pan even tighter, but strangely, his motive had transformed. i no longer wanted to pull her limb from limb; now i gelt an urgent need to protect her.
there were five of them. count them, five. three of them were big, two of them looked young-in their middle teens, maybe, and not totally filled out. for a moment i buried my eyes in pan's soft, black hair.
if it weren't so surreal and horrendous, i would have laughed. in fact five minuteshe'd thrown the first and second punchs since i came back to life, with pan now holding her in his arms and smelling her hair as i faced five weak little boys of an angery gang members while his girlfriendwas possibly bleeding to death.
"get off your girlfriend and stand up," the slasher demanded roughly.
somehow it didn't seem necessary tp point out that pan was not my girlfriend. we sorted out our limbs and both stood up. we exchanged a look, filled with things he couldn't decipher.
"good god, its her," one of the guys said.
i looked at pan again. but couldn't guess what that meant.
"leave her alone," i barked at them, stepping forward. i suddenly felt like i was playing a role in a movie, portraying a charcter who pretending cuz reality-name five guys who wanted to kill me- was hard to take. but of course it'll be easy just to knock 'em down.
"pan,gp," i said in a low voice. "i'll be okay."
ha! had my characterreally just said that? she was standing so close, i could still feel the warmth of her body. it was intoxicating-really no what i needed at the moment.
the guy, the swollan-lipped slasher, was only a few feet away now, bouncing a little on the balls of his feet. his friends had circled around me and pan. two of them wore floppy hoods, covering their shaved heads and keeping their faces in shadow. another doo-rag pulled low over his forehead. as i looked at them i was weirdly calm and disconnected. i was resigned to getting beat up. i felt more scared about what they might do to pan.
"let her go," i said.
the guy's smile was grotesque with the swallon lip pulling in odd directions. one of the hoodedguys came forwaed and grabbed pan by the shoulders. he dragged herseveral yards from me. pinning her arms so her side on bear hug.
the horror was now dawning on me. i felt bile rising in my throat. anger mixed with fear to make desperation. i went after the guy who held her. fast, without letting myself think too much, i hauled off and punchedthe guy, catching his jawbone so hard, his knuckles blazed. pan slipped quickly out of the guy's grip.
get away, i urged her silently. run aaway. i grabbed her waist and was about to physically shove her when a slamming blow to the back of my head shattered my mind. i spun around and gota sharp kick in the stomach. i was lying on the ground now, disoriented by the number of arms and eet and faces spinning against a sapphire sky. a kick landed on my chest and took my breath away.
i saw pan's face over me.glowing white like an angel's. broken thoughts and feelings lay in pieces, with edges sharp enough to cut. i reachedfor her. i anted to tell her something, but i couldn't fit the aching, full-hearted feelingsinto words. the last thing i saw from the corner of my eyes was a timberland coming at the side of my head. after that, thankfully, i saw and felt nothing.
pan's pov
i wasn't afarid. buut i did want to fell the abstract terror of a world without trunks again, without the ida or the possibility of trunks again, and i didn't want to live there again. it felt so dark and arid that it would surely dry up all of my senses and prach my last blossom of hope.
my rage exploded, less controlled, more intense then ever before. the five of them become an indistinguishable (is the wod right. i copied it from the dic.) mass at me, without the human featuers. i took them on as on multilimbed creatuer. my adrenaline carried her, so i didn't have to think or count or predict.
i took one of them out with my fist. clean, just like that. another one required a combintion of kicks to finish him off. in the process i took a sharp jab in the ribs and another guy's fist caught me in the forehead as i tried to duck. i could feel the blood gathering at the wound. the red drips were a nuisance in my eyes, but i was too far gone to feel pain.
two of the guys bloobbed in my periperalvision. the thired i had head-on in my sight. i planted a kick in that vulnerable place in his neck just as another one slammed me from the side. another down, i registered as i tried to find my balance. then came another slam from the side. the blood stung my eyes and tinctured my mouth with its coppery flavor.
head wounds bled too much. it was a shame. i might not have enough time. two weaving heads, eight thrashing limbs. it was an ugly but simpler creature that remained. my gaze swept over trunk's still body, and i had an almost overwhelming need to go to him, to kneel over him and make sure e was breathing.
bam! a blow to my stomach sent her sprawing on the ground. focus, pan, i urged myself. i had to focus as hard as i possibly could to get them through this. loss of blood made mehazy and faint. another guy came rushing toward me at an angle i could use. i caught his momentum and threw him over my head. i rolled twice. it gave me enough time to get back to my feet. but just as i did the other one smashed me from behind and set me back to the pavement.
AN: Sorry it took long to update. this is were i'll end this chapter but don't worry i'll update the next chapter in a week or less then a week. plz update and let me knw. i think this chapter is boring nothing really happened but that morran and trunks got slashed. Plz review and let me know what you think.
NEXT CHAPTER: the rest of the slashing and the the 'BIG TALK' excpt it maybe not a big surprise or surprise. i dunno.
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Tears of the Nite