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This is the chapter that you and I have been waiting for. Will she, or won't she?

My Love For You Is Insatiable

Pan waited until late into the night. She couldn't believe how fast her heart was beating; it was as if it wanted to escape from her chest. She glanced over to her clock and it bleeped 2am. She got up and got dressed into her royal blue spandex and her white boots and gloves. She looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled and looked towards the door before slowly walking to it and opening it slowly. Her ki was completely suppressed.

A million thoughts were going through her head.

Would she get away?

Would he die straight away?

Or get a hit in himself?

And did she stand a chance of living a peaceful life after the ordeal?

She stopped outside his door. She was scared. Scared of a 4cm thick door made of metal? Or what was waiting inside?

She opened the door slowly and slipped in, closing the door behind her. That was when she saw him.

Her heart jumped at the sight. His balcony doors were open, the gentle wind making the blinds sway. Moonlight seeped in a hit him square on the face. He was sleeping on his back, his head leaning towards her direction. His features were relaxed and she could hear him breathing. Her heart went faster, not by nerves, but by the beauty of him. She could feel an unfamiliar response in her body. She cursed herself and walked up to his bed.

She studied his face for a moment and the rise and fall of his bare chest. She absentmindedly caressed his soft face for a moment before lowering her hand down his chest to the place where his heart was. She formed a ki ball, a special kind of ki ball that couldn't be detected. She lowered it towards his body, but something told her to stop. She couldn't comprehend what it was. She pulled her hand away and looked at his face again. She couldn't help but tell herself that he had an innocent face.

She pulled away from the bed and faced the wall. She was angry with herself. She formed another ki ball and threw it at him. It was like slow motion in her eyes. It hurtled towards him and then it disappeared. It evaporated from the air. Pan slumped onto her knees, her head and arms going limb. She couldn't do it. She had saved him but she didn't know why. Her mind had blocked out the feelings from her heart.

"Why Trunks? Why did you have to effect me like this? You killed the most important people in my life and I can't even lay a finger on you. Is it that I don't have the guts, or that I feel for you?" she whispered to herself. She felt ashamed and her eyes were starting to fill with tears. Nevertheless, she remembered. She had a goal and she was going to achieve it; nothing would stop her. She wiped her eyes and got up. She was about to form a ki ball when she saw him stir and he opened his eyes before sitting up.

"Pan, what are you doing in here?" he asked sleepily.

"I was training in my room when I detected someone in your quarters. It was from one of the guards saying that you had to meet your Father in the main gravity room at 5am," she lied. He would be long gone by then anyway.

"Oh. Dad sure knows when to tell people these things," he moaned, "thanks for telling me. You're up a bit late training?"

"I couldn't get to sleep," she said, "I better go to bed now, I'll see you in the mor…"

Before she could finish, both Pan and Trunks looked out of the window into the night's sky. They could feel it. The ki. The weird feeling and the hunch of evil on its way were true, and the ki was unbelievably high. Trunks dashed to the window and then back into the room.

"Do you feel it?" he asked.

"Y…yeah," she replied. Trunks put his hand to his stomach. He could feel the weird sensation in his stomach and it was beginning to produce pain. He could feel his mind going into darkness but he was strong and concentrated on things that were more important. He dressed into his spandex and pulled on his boots and gloves. Pan looked at him.

"The whole planet should be able to feel that strong a ki. My Father should be on his way here. Then, war will start." said Trunks as he finished putting on his boots.

This was her chance. She walked up to him and looked him in the eye.

"Trunks," she said with malice, "My family is dead!"

Trunks looked at her. Why was she saying that in a time like this? He had never seen malice in her eyes before.

"I'm sorry Pan. I wouldn't know what it feels like to lose a loved one, but believe me, we'll win this battle," he comforted.

"You, you were responsible for there deaths, Trunks. So don't take pity in me."

"Me? How was I responsible for their deaths? It was a war. Deaths happen, but they were both strong so I don't see what went wrong and we remember them. I didn't do anything," he replied looking at her, wondering where it was coming to, "How? What…what are you saying?" he asked.

"You know Trunks, you know. I'm not telling you because you know the answer." She looked at him with fire in her eyes.

"But I don't Pan. I don't know."

Pan was beyond angry with him. She tried to form a ki ball in her hand as he was open, but she couldn't. She faced away from him and cursed herself, trying a different approach.

"N…never mind Trunks. Just forget what I just said. I…I'm just confused!" she lied, faking confusion in her voice along with sadness, "this has happened too many times in my life and they're all gone. Sometimes I zone out and take it out on other people. I just want there to be peace!"

Trunks understood her perfectly. The arrival of evil had pushed her too far, making her confused. It had tampered with her mind.

"Everything is going to be okay, Pan. No one is going to get hurt. I'm sorry about your parents again, but let's hope that the bad isn't that bad," he said before kissing her gently on the forehead. She smiled at him, a fake smile.

'You fell for it Trunks. I only said that to get myself out of the sticky patch I was in. It looks as if I can't kill him if I know what I'm doing. I have to just do it like a surprise' she thought.

Trunks turned around to look out of the window. He studied the sky, looking for signs of life. He felt for his Father's ki, but it was low, meaning that he was peaceful. Even his Mother and sister's ki were relaxed.

'Can't they feel the ki?' he wondered.

He was about to go and fly out of the window to see if the main control tower had detected a ship when Pan saw her chance. She breathed in and ran to Trunks. When she was behind him, she grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. He was startled, but relaxed when she crushed her lips to his, taking in his taste one last time. One of her hands was on his shoulder and the other on his chest. She slowly drew back the hand that was on his chest; back; back. She pulled his head down harder to kiss her and then she punched her hand forward.

Trunks broke the kiss and gasped out in pain as her hand went right through his chest, crushing the ribs in the way, right through his lungs and part of his heart. The feeling of being turn inside out was true this time, the pain of being flooded with your own blood. Pan twisted her hand around causing Trunks to gasp out again. Pan could feel his warm blood soaking through her spandex onto her skin. His blood gushed out of the open wounds on both sides of his body. Pan's hand could be seen coming out of the other side of Trunks.

A load of emotions were going through her head: anger, hate and wonder. She had done it. She stared at her hand before looking up at Trunks' astonished face: his eyes wide and his breathing ragged. Her head was level with his shoulder, but her eyes were looking up at him, defined and they looked pure evil and satisfied with her lips turned upwards at one end. She chuckled. He clutched the hand that was inside of him and tried to prise it out, but she held steady.

She transformed into a super saiyan. Trunks' eyes widened even more.

"There's a lot that you don't know about me Trunks," she said. She withdrew her blood soaked hand from him and he put his hands over the wound. The pain was too much. He could feel himself beginning to black out, the room going round and round in his mind. Flashes of his life went before his very own eyes as quick as a second.

"W…why Panny?" he gurgled as blood seeped out of his mouth, "I did nothing wrong. Wer…were those t…times we had fake?"

He coughed up more blood before looking at her for one last time. He fell onto his knees, limp, and fell to the floor,

Dead.

His ki completely gone.

Pan looked at his body on the floor, a big puddle of blood forming underneath. She smiled. She had done it, she had not failed: her family's deaths were avenged. It didn't matter about the evil on the way to the planet, if she died she would be with the ones she loved and if the remaining survivors of her family died, she would fight for them. Pan wasn't afraid of dying.

She kicked his body over and that was when she saw his face. His blood had dyed his hair a deep red and his eyes were wide open. The scene made Pan change the thoughts in her head completely. The look on his face was pure horror to Pan. Eyes lifeless, no gleam in them that she had seen in the past weeks and no personality in his expression, just gone, lifeless. Things he had said and things that he had done and hadn't done came back to her in flashes of life. She dropped out of super saiyan form and dropped to her knees.

She had killed someone, and that was something she could never forgive herself for, even if he had killed the souls of her family. He could live with it, for her, it would haunt her for the rest of her life.

She had become as bad as him.

Vegeta woke with a start. Something was wrong, very wrong and it was directed at Trunks. He sat up and concentrated his ki. He quickly got up and slipped on his boxers and spandex. His boots and gloves followed them. This was done in less than twenty seconds.

"Mm…Vegeta, what are you doing up?" asked a tired Bulma, sitting up.

"Something's happening at Trunks' quarters. Stay here and don't move," he said, before bolting out of the door and towards the strange ki's.

Pan knew that she wasn't going to make it herself. She had committed treason and although it was of her family's murderer and that he deserved it, it didn't stick that she had become just like him. Just as he had killed, she had killed. She had a small pain in her heart that she couldn't figure out.

That was when she felt many ki's coming her way, and they were high.

They might just be coming this way because of the approaching enemy she thought, but that was when she noticed that the high ki of the bad enemy on the way to Vegeta-sei was gone. She couldn't feel it at all, not one bit, as if it had just vanished. But that was impossible. How could it just vanish?

She got up and ran outside to the balcony. She felt nothing. She felt the high ki's of other saiyans heading her way and knew they had come for her. She ran into his bedroom where his body was to look at him one last time when the door opened. In came seven saiyan elite guards and the King. Vegeta took one look at his only son, bloody, and on the floor, and then to Pan's hands which were covered in blood and he knew what had happened. He growled loudly before powering up fast. As the elite's looked at their fallen Prince, Vegeta powered up to super saiyan level four and looked at Pan with eyes that were starting to fill with small drops of water.

She was trapped. She looked at Vegeta, his power so high that it couldn't be explained to Pan; the angry and surprised elite's; and then to Trunks. There was nowhere to go, no place for forgiveness. She would be killed, slowly and painfully. She looked at Vegeta, who was about to pop, and placed her right hand over her heart. And she said:

"Hised geisng isbwiv adadaf ji kne dos cen soaef skap daka ja nestayerger wai, hola yay."

With that, she let a ki blast escape her hand and it went right into her heart. She choked, before falling to the floor, dead as well. Just like the revenge target had died, so had the avenger.

Vegeta watched her fall to the floor and repeated what she had said:

"Only two things follow on from death: truth and love; and I'm going to do none of them, because they failed me."

Her words were powerful but he didn't have to worry about her words. He ran over to his son. He dropped to his knees, put one hand behind his son's neck, and checked his pulse with the other. There wasn't a pulse at all. He took his hand from behind Trunks' neck and closed his eyes forever. Vegeta felt such pain in his heart, pain he had never experienced before. He also felt anger because his son had died and would never return. He looked at Pan, dead on the floor. It was her who had killed him, she was the assassin.

He knew that he had to tell his mate and daughter and that would be hard. He looked to the elites, who were each on one knee, paying their respects. He told them to go and wait outside the throne room and if they muttered one word about anything, they would be silenced for good. After they left, he stood up and walked to Pan. He kicked her roughly to turn her over and studied her face. Her eyes were closed and he was glad. He didn't want to look into the eyes of a murderer.

And that was when she started to glow. He smiled. The saiyans who glowed after death meant that they were to disappear and be sent to hell. Hell was the place where the truly evil went. She would suffer there. He watched as she slowly vanished and there wasn't a trace of her left in the room, except the blood that filled his nostrils. She was gone for good, to rot in hell for the rest of her life. He turned back to Trunks and just looked at him with solemn eyes. And then, Trunks also began to glow. Vegeta went wide-eyed as he watched his son vanish. His heart rate quickened. Trunks had been sent to hell.

.My son hasn't done anything wrong in his life, nothing bad to make him go to hell. So why is he living in hell already?' he asked himself as he fell on his knees, looking at the blood that was the only lasting memory of his only son, Trunks. And then his sadness turned to anger and his mate and daughter, who had no idea at all of the recent events, could hear the yell.

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