A Broken Life, A Broken Family

By: LonesomePan-Chan

Chapter 18

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NORMAL "POV"

Trunks walked out of his bedroom, trying to shake off the need, Pan had left him with. He smiled a he smelled the smell of breakfast coming from the kitchen. He walked quietly to the garage room, passing the library, slowly. He didn't want anyone to know he spent the night.

"Goten Son," someone giggled in a high-pitched sound. "Where is Pan, she has to be somewhere in the mansion, why don't you just tell me where she is?"

"Pan's not here, I've told you the truth for the millionth time," a slap followed Goten's response, and small whimpers sounded within the room. "I guess you don't want to know the truth." Another slap.

Trunks stepped away from the door, walking to the nearest house phone, and trying to dial the police, but to no avail. The lines were dead.

A loud scream came from the inside of the room. One of the babies was crying, and someone was hit again. Trunks without second thought pushed the door open, looking around the room, finding everyone, and other people crowding the library. A young woman, with blond hair, and blue eyes, had a hand on Goku Jr's stomach.

"Get away from my son," Trunks growled warningly, stepping in the room, and going to where Goku Jr. was. The woman stepped back, smirking signaling two huge men to put a stop him. Trunks turned to where everyone else sat tied, and some beat.

Goku lay on the carpet, trying to struggle against a man holding him down. Goten smirked up at Trunks, but not like he was happy, his face was pink and purple. Chichi was tied to a chair, and had a gag securely in her mouth, preventing her from saying anything; she was turning green in anger, and getting sick as she watched them hurt her family.

Trunks turned back to the two guys, surrounding him.

"Take him, somewhere else when you get him under control," the woman ordered snapping her fingers. The men attacked, Trunks moving them away from the children ready to fight.

"Trunks! Behind you!" Goten called too late. Trunks turned only to watch one of the intruding me, raised a gun with a silencer, and fired to Trunks' chest; making a small whole through his chest out the back.

"Trunks!!" Trunks heard many voices scream, before he couldn't hear anything at all, and he fell to the floor face down. He was still conscious and aware of the immense coursing through his body. The man that had shot him, walked so he could see him above him.

Pointing the gun to Trunks head, the man smirked ready to pull the trigger. Trunks stared at the end of the gun, not believing his luck; he had Pan back, and his children, and now he was going to leave them all?

Something moved from the side, and as he watch the trigger being pulled slowly something tackled into the man with the gun, and moved the shot away from Trunks' head, just to the side of it.

"Stupid brat," the man growled throwing one of Pan's older brothers to the ground. "Tie him up good this time, and take this piece of shit outside somewhere to die. I was going to give him a quick death, but seems his own friends want him to die slowly," the man ordered. Trunks moved his head to the side as he saw who had helped him be tide up tightly.

He mouth 'thank you,' coughing up some blood. Pan's siblings all watched as he was taken away some cried, and others just watched remembering their time back home, in LA.

"Darn, he left a pretty big stain in your carpet," Marron faked her regret. "That was really brave of you… What's your name again? Johnny?" she asked smiling down cynically at the boy of 15. He stared at her with disgust.

"Why are you still looking for my sister?" Johnny asked. "She didn't do anything to you."

"She made me kill the man in my life, my true love," Marron said fiercely.

"She didn't make you kill, anybody. You pulled the trigger," he retorted with as much hatred he could muster.

"Gag him, now!" Marron screamed making her face turn colors.

"You don't want to listen to the truth, you crazy bit-" the gag being forced into his mouth, and tapped there cut him off.

"Now, so these are Pan's sons?" she asked looking at the two babies. "They are adorable, poor little things having a mother like Pan," she talked to herself, pinching Veggie, making him cry out.

She laughed cruelly once more, stepping away from the infants. Just then Pan pushed the doors open forcefully, looking around the room. Everyone turned and she realized what was happening as her eyes laid on Marron's, and they stared at each other.

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Pan's "POV"

I looked at Marron, and felt all the hatred I felt for her come back, 10 folds. She killed my best friend; she killed him, for a stupid reason. She took his life unfairly; he was still young he could have done so much.

"What are you doing here, Marron," I asked looking where all the men in the room stood, they were surrounding me. 'Shit' I thought with feeling. Goten was tied up, Trunks provably left, Grandpa, and everyone was also tied up.

"I'm here to end our rivalry, Pan," she said crazily, laughing like a mad woman.

"Rivals?" I laughed. "I was never your rival. I would never kill someone unfairly, or prostitute myself, or try to fuck up anyone's life. So u see we aren't equals to be considered rivals," I snarled at her hating her more and more as I looked at her.

"So you're better than me, is that it?" she asked looking at me confused?

"I'm a way better person, yes," I smirked watching as she shook with anger.

"Well at least I have men to fuck…" she raised her arms showing all the men in the room I didn't know. "You don't have anyone anymore, I took care of that a few minutes ago," she smirked, and then smiled wider and wider, until she laughed that creepy laugh.

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused, what did what we were talking about have anything to do with fucking someone.

"Trunks Briefs, the father of your two beautiful boys, he died today… Sorry you just missed him," she said proud of herself. I froze looking to where she pointed to the floor, to the far side of the room. Blood coated some of the wall and most of the floor.

I screamed feeling tears fill my eyes, instantly feeling my heart falling lost, and breaking into a million pieces. I just saw him no longer than 30 minutes ago, he was awake, and kissing me, he can't just be gone. This wasn't happening. No! It couldn't be happening.

I screamed again another pain filled scream, feeling my stomach give a tug of pain, fear, anger so great everything hurt, until I felt numb all around. My cheeks were wet with my rolling tears, my eyes where closed remembering Trunks, and my hands were in fist so tight blood ran slowly, my nails had pierced my skin.

"PAN!" I opened my eyes, just in time to realize one of Marron's guys was charging at me. I moved out of his way, to the side a little able to hit him in a sensitive spot on the neck, knocking him out, or killing him instantly. I don't know I was so angry.

I charged at Marron, catching her off-guard, and ramming her with my elbow to the center of her chest. She had a gun, which I took, away and pointed to her head. I was in a rage, and she looked up at me still looking cocky.

"You won't do it, Pan," she said confidently looking at someone behind me. I turned hitting another man with the gun, to his neck. Again I don't know if he was still alive. I turned back to Marron, picking her up by her hair, and yanking her hard to her feet. She stood still trying to catch her breath from the attack I gave her. I turned to the rest of the room, and stared at all the men.

"If you move I will shoot you…" I said in a careful voice, feeling my eyes turn cold and distant. They saw the truth in my eyes and nodded their understanding. "Throw all your weapons to me, and move away to that small door near the book shelves."

They all followed orders, perfectly. "Good, open the door, and get in," I said in that careful, distant voice. They all walked in. "Marron I want you to do the same, and close the door behind you."

"NO," she said simply crossing her arms. I pointed my gun into her back.

"Do as I say, NOW!" I said pushing her forwards making her fall to the ground.

"NO, Bitch I came here to settle a score with you," she screamed turning around, and freezing as she saw my eyes.

"Consider it settled," I said pointing the gun to her arm, but she turned and as I shot the gun, it hit her on her lower back, making her collapse and scream in pain.

I dropped the gun, hurrying to the door where the men went through and closing it tightly shut. It was the basement, no way out of there.

I stared down at Marron's twitching body. I fell to my knees, watching what I had done to her, to another human being. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see any more. Everything happened so fast, and now she was on the floor because I had wanted her to die, to leave me alone, and to have revenge.

I cried loud sobs, remembering Trunks. He couldn't be dead, my eyes opened. I looked at where his blood lay. They had dragged him out of the library; I could now see the blood trail. I stood, realizing for the first time I couldn't hear anyone. They were looking at me with wide eyes, saying something. I knew they were saying something because their lips where moving fast.

"Pan! Pan, please Pan come untie us. Trunks isn't dead, you have to hurry, Trunks isn't dead," 'Trunks isn't dead," that's the only thing I could make out Trunks wasn't dead. I stood quickly from where I kneeled, and ran to Johnny, who was moving the most frantic, with eyes wide, and knowing eyes. I tore the tape holding the gag, and pulled it out, untying him as he walked quickly.

"Trunks isn't dead, they took him out of this room, 'to let him die slowly' but he isn't dead yet," he said this over and over untying himself when I got him arms free.

I untied Goten next, and ran out of the room, followed by Johnny. We followed the trail all the way to the kitchen, which was on the other side of the house, and found Trunks on the floor trying to crawl back into the hallway. He had been taken outside through the kitchen door, and into the middle of the huge back yard, and he had crawled back trying to get back into the library.

"Trunks!" I said relieved he wasn't dead, going to his side. He looked at me, and slumped to the floor exhausted. "Everything's okay, Trunks. Please don't die, on me, don't leave me, or the boys. Trunks look at me," I cried panicking as he looked up at the ceiling. Blood started coming out of his mouth, as he tried to sound out words.

"P..P..Pan, I lov, love you. I'm sorry… if I don't... make it," he coughed up more blood, smiling sadly up at me. I shook my head feeling the tear just keep coming, he couldn't die he just couldn't. I would miss his face, his voice, his jokes, his body, his hugs, him, I would miss him too much, to just let go.

"Call the ambulance," I screamed, feeling my stomach hurt from all the sadness, and emptiness this was giving me. "Trunks don't go, please don't go, I need you here, please don't die."

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AUTHOR NOTES:

Will Trunks die? Will Marron die?

Hope you like that chapter, cause I'm going to finish the story soon!

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