From the 26th June 05, this fanfic is being revised. That also means that the sequel to this fic will also be finished and revised.
Looking over what I wrote for this fic, I could easiliy re write the whole fic and greatly improve it as I wrote this when I was 12 and I'm now 16. However, I don't have the time. So in my revisions, I have retained the original text and only correcetd grammer, speeling and sentence structure.
Ages: Trunks: 18, Pan: 16, Goten: 17, Bra: 15
In this fanfic, ALL of the characters are full-blooded saiyans.
My Love For You Is InsatiablePan walked through the crowded streets of City Vie, the capital of Vegeta-sei. The palace could be seen for miles around as it had a huge beam that could even be seen from Death Valley, a huge valley that had claimed the lives of many of the elite warriors during the Battle of Tyrant six years ago.
Pan's Father and Grandfather had both been killed during the battle and she still grieved their loss of life now. She was heading to the Elite's Grave, where a huge memorial statue was placed to remember the dead. In her small, but powerful hands, she held two roses. When she got there, she collapsed onto her knees. She looked towards the bottom of the statue to find two names: Gohan and Kakarott. She could hardly say their names; even after all this time, as she knew how they had died.
A single tear fell down her smooth complexion as she remembered. Everyone in her family and her friends thought that they had died a patriotic death, and fought for their planet without fear and died saving the others; but they were wrong.
She knew the horrible truth.
FLASHBACK----
"Dad, Grandpa, I hope you're okay out there." Pan could feel their ki's flaring and the strong ki's of the enemy.
It was like a smoky terrain, and they were right in the middle of it. Pan let tears come out of her eyes as she felt her Father's ki drop slightly while her Grandpa was losing.
She was hugging her mother tightly. Her mother, Videl, was also suffering but not as much as Pan's grandmother Chi-Chi. She was sobbing uncontrollably as she knew that if the battle was lost she would lose both mate and son, and the saiyans were losing to the Gori-jins; and fast.
Suddenly, Pan remembered what her grandpa had said to his only Grandchild before he had left:
'If you listen to your heart, anything is possible. So in time of need, do what your heart tells you to do'
If that is what Grandpa said, then I will follow my heart and right now it's telling me to go and help
"Mother," she said wiping her eyes, "I'm tired and I'm going to have a nap. Please wake me up if anything happens."
"I understand, Pan-chan. If anything happens, you'll be the first to know."
Videl was beginning to grow cold as she concentrated on her mate's ki, which was continually descending. She closed her eyes and prayed.
Pan raced upstairs and quickly changed into her black spandex and put on her saiyan armour, which her dad had given her. She then put on her orange bandanna that had been cut out of her Grandpa's gi. She prayed in an old language that her Father had told her:
"Nukem nana huski day wantei sectinio ea ae grandtutem n kamanrei. Hola yay, seto."
She opened her eyes after her prayer and her eyes flashed with anger and emotion. She struggled to keep her ki at bay as she flew off. She was glad when no one followed her and set on her way to the valley. She suppressed her ki as much as she could and as she neared, she saw many bodies of fallen saiyans. She could now see the valley and thousands of specks that were made up of the saiyans and the Gori-jins.
As she neared even more, she dropped to the ground and began to walk slowly and that became a brisk walk to a run to a super fast run. She was now on the edge of the huge valley and she could see her Grandpa and her Dad.
What she saw when she scanned them nearly made her cry out in shock and anger. Her Father had lost an arm and her Grandpa had lost his tail and couldn't even levitate any more. The Gori-jin he was fighting was holding him by his armour and punching him repeatedly in the face.
Pan tried to keep her emotions in gear, but it was so very hard. One single tear fell down her face that showed all her life and love for her family. Her tail swished from side to side angrily. She looked up at the war. Her father was still in super saiyan mode, but her grandpa was in normal mode. She looked at the other elite warriors and saw that most of them were super saiyans.
That was when she saw the King: Vegeta. She, like all other saiyans, respected the royal family. Everyone knew that the King and his son were the most powerful beings on the planet. They were the ones who could turn this in favour of the saiyans.
She then saw the King's son: Trunks. He was dressed in a blue spandex with golden armour over him. His tail was, unlike all the other saiyans fighting, not around his waist. Pan wondered why he was doing this when she found out. The Gori-jin he was fighting was three times the size of the twelve-year-old prince and it grabbed the Prince's tail, but he was completely unaffected. Prince Trunks just tutted, waved his finger and got the Gori-jin straight in the gut.
What strength Pan thought, And looks
That was when the Prince decided to look towards the ground where she was standing. The prince made eye contact with the ten-year-old and something passed between the depth's of Pan's tear filled raven eyes and the Prince's azure eyes, but it was over in a fraction of a second when Pan dived behind a rock to avoid being seen.
That was close she thought as she let all the air out of her small lungs.
When she was sure that the Prince was back to fighting, she peered from behind her rock to now see her Grandpa looking at her. Tears fell out of her eyes as she saw him smile and cough up blood as he was punched repeatedly in the gut. Her father was trying to get to him, but five Gori-jins were in his way and fighting against him.
Suddenly, the Gori-jin fighting her Grandpa threw him in the air, and as he descended, punched him and Kakarott was punched all the way to the valley cliff, right over the rock that Pan was cowering behind and hit the dusty floor with a thud. Pan rushed straight over to help him.
"Grandpa!" she said as she took his bloody hand into hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
Gohan had witnessed all of this and cried out at his Father's fall, but when he saw his Daughter rush to his Father's aid, he grew even more angry and worried.
"Panny!" he cried out with all his heart, "get out of here!" He was immensely worried for his daughter's safety and the life of his Father.
With added strength from his emotions, he managed to blind the Gori-jins with a solar flare and flew with great speed towards his family, but he was suddenly punched in the gut and then hit by a ki blast by one of the leader Gori-jins. He was blasted all the way to the other side of the valley and smashed into the cliff face, then fell; blood trickling down the back of his neck.
Pan saw what happened and tried to call out his name to make him get up, but was silenced by Kakarott's hand around her mouth.
"Shh," he choked, "he'll be okay. Pan-chan, listen to me. Please go home; you'll be safe there…please?"
"I can't Grandpa, I can't leave you like this! You're hurt…a lot. You're coming with me!"
"No! I'm staying here. I have a healing potion in my belt and once I've drunk it, I'll be to full strength. Then I can continue this fight."
"Do you have to continue fighting? Can't you and Dad just come home and be safe? You are coming with me, Grandpa, you are!" she cried.
Kakarott looked at his Granddaughter with pride. She had all the aspects of his son along with strength and will.
"Please, Pan. I beg you as a last wish to help me get my healing potion out of my belt in case I do die."
Pan reluctantly agreed and set about getting the potion out of his belt that was twisted and buckled. But then both Kakarott and Gohan - who had awoken from consciousness - saw one of the Gori-jin leaders flying towards Pan. Kakarott used the last of his strength to push Pan away from him and she crashed into the rock that she had cowered behind earlier.
She hit her head with a sickening thud and blood seeped down her neck. Her vision was blurry from her near unconsciousness and all she saw were the blurs of figures, three of them, but then one vanished. There was silence for a few seconds except for small murmurs and the noise of war behind them. Then she heard a voice:
"Weaklings, we have a war too win. Don't help him. Losing a few members of your family won't win this war, now get up and fight!"
The person with that voice didn't see Pan, then she heard murmurs of saying no and then a bright light, very bright light, filled her blurry view. Then there was nothing but a sickening silence.
FLASHFORWARD----
Pan let the tears flow more freely from her eyes as she put the roses beneath her Dad's and Grandpa's name. She didn't know what had happened until she had woken up from consciousness.
FLASHFORWARD----
Pan groaned as she woke up. She could feel warm liquid on the back of her neck, which she knew was her blood and then she fluttered her eyes open. She saw only terrain and bodies. But her Grandpa wasn't in front of her anymore. She searched for his ki, but it wasn't there.
"No!" she cried, as she feared the worst.
She got up with great difficulty and look over the rock. The war was over as there wasn't a Gori-jin or saiyan elite anywhere. She ran to the edge of the cliff and looked down into the valley. She winced as she saw many bodies, all crumpled up at the bottom of the valley. She searched for her father's ki, but it couldn't be traced at all. Then she remembered the voice she had heard.
"No! Dad! Grandpa!" she cried as it all came back to her. All of a sudden, all she had seen that was blurry, was clear:
Her Grandpa pushed her away to protect her from the Gori-jin. It was flying too fast to stop, so crashed to the ground. Gohan joined his Father and then used his Kamehameha to finish off the Gori-jin. It disintegrated into ashes and Gohan saw that Pan was unconscious so left her there for safety. He then set about helping his Father sit up. He began to get the potion out of his Father's belt as he had lost his. They both then heard a voice.
"Weaklings, we have a war too win. Don't help him. Losing a few members of your family won't win this war, now get up and fight!"
Pan's Father and Grandpa looked up to see the twelve-year-old Prince staring down at them in super saiyan form with a bloody nose. He held a Gori-jin in his hand, and he let it go. It hit the floor of the valley with a resonating thud.
"No, my Prince," said Gohan, "I must help my Father."
"Listen, warriors. If we lose this war, the saiyan race is finished. I still have to become King," said Trunks, glaring at them with disgust in his eyes.
"Let him help me drink my healing potion, and then I will be complete to fight again," argued Kakarott.
"Are you defying me?" asked Trunks.
"No, we are not! If your Father - the King - was hurt, you would help him drink his potion, wouldn't you? You wouldn't let him die!" retaliated Gohan.
"Are you saying that my Father is weak?"
"Not at all!" choked Kakarott.
"Weaklings…Big Bang Attack!" Trunks shouted, extending his right arm.
A huge beam of light came out of his hand and hurtled toward her Father and her Grandpa. They were in shock and it came so fast that they couldn't avoid it. It sliced right through their stomachs and they were immediately dead. Their ki's gone forever.
And then there was laughter, from Trunks. If Vegeta had seen what his son had done, Trunks would have been severely punished. Vegeta used to be evil and killed his elites that he thought were weak, but Bulma, his mate, had changed him and he respected his soldiers feelings towards their families as he now had a family too. He definitely didn't want his son to be evil. But he didn't see.
"Dad! Grandpa! No!" Pan cried as her family's death unfolded in front of her eyes like a dream. She fell onto her knees, and dust puffed up. Tears scorched down her face.
"No!" she screamed as she levitated. She could feel an enormous power boiling right in her and she screamed as her back arched and her eyes shone. She then dropped to the ground and slammed her fists, causing the earth to crack. Pan broke down into sobs.
FLASHFORWARD----Pan could feel the same hot tears that she had cried those six years ago falling down her face again. She remembered her mother coming to look for her later in the day, and their bodies were found in the bottom of the valley: faces mangled.
Pan didn't tell anyone about what really happened that day. Only she, her dead Father and Grandpa knew the truth. She knew that if she told her Mother, Videl would have gone straight to the palace and got herself killed as well. Suddenly anger overtook Pan's senses.
"YOU MIGHT HAVE KILLED THE ENTIRE GORI-JIN RACE AND SAVED OUR PLANET, BUT YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH WHAT YOU DID THAT DAY, TRUNKS! I WON'T STOP UNTIL I HAVE FULFILLED WHAT I PROMOSED TO DO ON THAT DAY…KILL YOU!"
She breathed deeply, her eyes shining, her smile bitter and twisted.
Yes, revenge would be sweet…
That's it for the prologue. Please Read and Review!
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