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My Love For You Is Insatiable

Trunks returned ten minutes later. The ki had become stronger as it approached.

"My Father's gone to the control tower to see if there's a ship approaching. He didn't believe me at first, but I let him feel it through my mind. Bra's up as well, but I doubt she'll be able to fight. It seems too strong. But she's so stubborn and never listens. Even Mum would fight if things took a turn for the worst, but Dad won't let her," he said.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded that echoed around the entire palace.

"They've spotted a ship in the atmosphere. Dad told me that he would only get the best Elites for now, although he reckons he doesn't need them. We'll just have to wait."

Pan hugged him around the middle; Trunks putting his arms around her.

"Pan, I want you to stay with my mother, okay? I don't want you to come. It could get bloody and…fatalities may rise: I don't want that to happen to you," said Trunks.

Pan pulled away from him, "No," she said, "I've been through worse in my life, and I want to see the enemy fall. Please, let me go with you, even if I just hide and watch, please…"

He looked at her.

"No," he said, "if anything happened to you, I'd never forgive myself…I've only just found you."

"And if anything happened to you then I'd blame myself for not being there. Please, Trunks! Please?" she asked.

Trunks sighed and bit his lip, "Okay, but stay under cover, and don't be seen."

Pan went up to him and brushed her lips against his. He kissed her gently, Pan making it stronger. She broke away.

"Promise me Trunks that you won't make any risks, that you'll make it alive," she said.

"I can't promise something that I don't know the outcome of, but I'll try."

She leaned in against his chest.

"Come on," he said.

He led the way to the control tower: up the main stairs to a lift that went up to a circular shaped room.

"Dad," said Trunks, "where is the ship heading to?"

"Into the palace."

"What, right here?" cried Pan.

"Hn."

"Hey guys, I'm up," said Bra, walking in stretching her arms above her head. She saw Pan and Trunks holding hands and smiled.

"Trunks, looks like you've found someone to have fun with," she teased.

He went red, "Bra! Shut up!"

Pan retaliated: "What about you and my uncle, huh?"

It was Bra's turn to go red in embarrassment, along with growling. Pan giggled. But the mood turned serious again.

Bra turned to Vegeta who was scanning the radar.

"Daddy, Mum's up. She wants to fight and says that you can't do shit to stop her. She's getting ready right now. You can probably hear her if you open your ears wide enough: her guards are trying to stop her following your orders. She's pretty angry Dad. She reminds me of the time when I had a huge argument with Tammy, remember her? That bitch from school who hit on Fabio, one of my ex's…"

Pan stared wide-eyed at her while Trunks pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Does she always talk that fast when she wants to?" asked Pan.

"She can be so annoying sometimes, believe me," said Trunks.

She was still talking.

"Bra," said Vegeta, "I heard you; you can stop now. I'll go and see your Mother any minute. In fact, you shouldn't be here anyway. Both of you should be down below."

"Woah, I am going to see this battle even if I can't fight. It's time to see some butt-kicking action," she said, "Mum's coming now."

Bulma entered in her armour, followed by her guards. She had her eyes closed and a vein was popping out of her head.

Pan pulled Trunks' ear down to her mouth, "Is this going to turn out nasty?"

"Let's just say that I hate my parent's arguments."

Pan heard the beginning of the argument, but lost interest in it. She could feel Sheik coming ever closer, and she was starting to worry. Her wasted six years of life plotting against Trunks had changed her, and she was desperate for Sheik to die. It was like a vortex, and she was in the middle of it. She hated the way her heart shuddered at the memories of hell and her weeks in captivity. She had wanted to die, give up, but now it had changed. She was given another chance at life, something that wouldn't be given to her again. Pan looked to the radar screen and saw the ship coming closer and closer, entering Vegeta-sei's atmosphere. Whatever happened in the next moments would affect her life forever.

When Sheik's ship hit the palace, it was like an earthquake. She had been in Trunks' arms when the ship had crashed into the west side of the palace, causing the place to shake. Pan and Trunks had been thrown into a wall, while Bra smashed right into the equipment, getting electrocuted enough to knock her unconscious, but alive. No one was killed in the collision, but that soon changed. As Trunks and Vegeta rushed to the scene and Pan and Bulma helped Bra, Sheik came out into the open. She smiled as she smelt the cool air, air different to the air in her spaceship where she had spent the last six years. She also smelt the unmistakable stench known as fear.

"Bra, wake up," said Bulma, shaking her daughter. She wasn't responding.

"Bulma," said Pan, "put her in the rejuvenation tank and stay here; I'll go after Trunks and Vegeta."

She agreed, but as she picked her up, Bra gave out a small moan and opened her eyes.

"Hey, put me down! I'm fine!" cried Bra.

Bulma put her down, "Bra, you've just been electrocuted! At least go into the tank for a while."

"No way! I don't want to miss this battle for the world," she replied, looking at herself in the mirror in the hallway, "What the hell happened to my hair? And my face?"

Bulma sighed, "Bra, everyone looks like you do minus the frazzled hair." Bulma pointed to her bleeding eye and then pointed to Pan who had a cut on her forehead.

"Fine, I'll sort this out later," said Bra, "Come one Mum, Pan, let's go and see this battle."

They nodded and ran outside. The fire illuminated the sky. They took off and flew to the west wing of the palace to see the damage.

Trunks and Vegeta were crouched down behind rubble. Their medallions glinted in the moonlight. Fifty of the best Elites were also hiding behind the remains of the west wing, waiting for their orders. The heat of the fire made them all perspire, beading on their faces.

Trunks and Vegeta looked over to the ship and saw Sheik.

"Dad, it's a girl," he said.

"Don't let that put you off," said Vegeta, looking at the enemy.

Sheik was looking around, flicking her short blond hair behind her back, her red eyes glistening, her blue spandex suit creaking as she walked. No saiyans were in sight, although she knew that they were hiding only a few hundred metres from her. No one had come to put out the fire, or have a look.

Vegeta must have told them to stay away. Damn bastard, no fun killing saiyans just yet she thought.

Sheik stopped walking and in under a second, a green ki blast was hurtling towards the saiyans. It spilt into hundreds of tiny blasts as it came ever closer.

But they saw it coming. The saiyans flew into the air, dodging the blasts that were like bullets to a human. Most avoided them; a few weren't so lucky. And then Sheik laughed.

Vegeta growled and powered up, first to SS3 and then SS4, Trunks doing the same to SS3. Around them, the other saiyans were powering up. Most of them were Super Saiyan, a few SS2.

"Stay still," said Vegeta as he landed in front of Sheik. Trunks landed next to him.

Sheik looked towards the arrivals. She scanned Vegeta with her eyes, feeling his power, his strength. He was just like she remembered from the Tyrant War. She looked to Trunks and smiled. He had grown up, but was the same. The same eyes, the same expression, the same glare. She looked forward to conquering the planet. She removed the piece of material that covered her mouth and spoke.

"Good to see you again Trunks. How's the last six years been?"

Trunks looked at her confused before outstretching his hand towards her, flexing his fingers, "I don't know who you are, but nobody attacks this planet."

"You read my mind Trunks. How's the feeling in your stomach?" she asked at his confounded face.

Vegeta was growing impatient; "You came here for a reason, a reason that I know. You didn't give a signal or a message to the space tower to say who you were, nor did you give identification of this quadrant of the universe. You didn't land in the designated area, so you came here to attack."

"I did, King Vegeta, but I don't want to destroy Vegeta-sei, I want to take it over…just like I nearly did six years ago," said Sheik.

Vegeta looked at her.

"My name is Sheik. I was the leader of the Gori-jins, the beings that attacked this planet six years ago. I was present at the battle, but not in person. It was a failure, I've just come back to claim what should be mine."

Vegeta' eyes glared. Trunks was looking to the floor, his hands in fists.

'She knows' he thought 'about the strange feeling in my stomach, even though it's gone. But how? She says that she was at the battle, but not in person. I don't remember seeing anything suspicious, so why does it seem so close to me…so familiar?'

Sheik looked to Trunks. Her eyes suddenly lit up and glowed a yellow.

Trunks suddenly cried out in pain and fell to the floor, gripping his long SS3 golden hair. Something was trying to enter his mind, but he wouldn't give in, not without a fight. Vegeta saw what Sheik had done and punched Sheik in the mouth, sending her into a wall of fire.

It was clearer now; what was going on. Trunks cried out again as his head started to spin and it broke through his mind. What he saw were images. Images of a battle: it was images from the Tyrant War. The images were like a dream, a hurricane. They weren't in order: some were of the beginning of the battle, some were of the end. Some images were only a second long, some were longer. Others were less than a second, and in between there was like a vortex, a vortex of blurs. He saw some scenes he didn't remember, scenes of…of Gohan and Gohan's Father, arguing with him?

It didn't make any sense.

He saw a bright light and then it changed to the evening when the war ended, and then a scene of bloody punches, and then a scene of rocks. Rocks? He realised it was the ground around Death Valley, where the battle had taken place. The scene jumped in his mind, going fuzzy and then clear. It was like a television, and then he saw a distant blur, a blur of colours. Someone was there! The scene zoomed in to see Kakarott lying on the ground, and then it moved to the side. It was a girl, a girl helping him. He knew. He recognised the bandanna.

It was Pan.

She had been at the war helping her Dad and Grandpa, but why was Sheik showing him this? Why was it from his eye?

He collapsed to the ground, breathing hard. It was over, the images gone. He got up slowly, his head hurting and spinning. He looked to the side and saw his Dad fighting with Sheik. It looked as if Vegeta was winning, the stronger one, but only just. It was turning out to be more complicated than he ever thought possible.

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