(A/N): I do not own the next song lyrics. They are Mariah Carey's "Make it through the rain" I also do not own anything so no sue for you, but I do own Ciara. So ask me if you want to use her. Also, I Do not own DBZ or anything. :sigh: I know, I'm poor. I even owe my friend a dollar.
Trunks wrapped Pan in bandages to help her with her burns. Ciara had very few cuts, but she had her waist wrapped in bandages. Trunks had small band aids on his face from where the claw hit him. They were at Ciara's hotel room and they were in complete silence. Ciara had even micro waved some TV dinner's so they could eat, but they didn't touch it, Ciara had a feeling it was because they still didn't trust her.
They sat there, neither one speaking. Pan and Ciara were on the bed and Trunks was drumming the chair with his fingers, his head rested against his cheek. It was just eerie silence as if the whole world had stopped, not even the noises that usually came from traffic were heard. It was like they were afraid to speak because it would break something or it would throw the whole world out of balance. Ciara couldn't take it, so she cleared her throat but Trunks beat her to it.
"How are you a Saiyan?" He stared at her with a furrow brow and kept his eyes on her. Pan lifted her head up to object, but thought it was about time for Ciara to explain.
She fidgeted with her feet a little and didn't look at him, "I'm not all Saiyan; I have some human in me." She shrugged her shoulders in a guilty way.
"So you're half Saiyan?" Trunks lifted his cheek from his fist and frowned at her. Ciara crossed her legs and shrugged.
"Not….not really. I'm more Saiyan than human." She was never good at lying, especially to her parents and she still couldn't do it even if they were her age. Pan sat fully up from her spot and put a hand on her shoulder.
"But how can you be more Saiyan than-" She stopped and looked at the door. Ciara also felt it, a strong ki had come to their senses, but it wasn't behind the door. It was on its way. She didn't know who it belonged to. But it left her prickly and she stood up.
There was a knock at the door and Trunks jumped up to answer. He gripped the door knob, twisted it, and opened it. Ciara turned her head to see who it was.
"Dad, what are you doing here? Come in," Pan smiled and Ciara saw who she was talking to. Gohan walked in with his glasses in his hands and still in his suit but the jacket was somewhere else. Ciara's heart did full circles and got lodged in her throat. She sensed his strong ki, a lot stronger than she thought her grandfather's ki would be. How can someone this strong get killed so easily by a car wreck?
Gohan smiled as he walked in and stood against the dresser, "Just came to check on you. Bra told me this is where you might be, I just wanted to see how you were doing." He smiled, but everyone knew it was false. Bra must have told him that she was with Trunks at a hotel room without realizing what she meant. Trunks cautiously sat down in the chair. Pan smiled and got up to hug him.
"Don't worry, we're fine. This is my friend Ci-ci, she lives here because she's from America." Ciara took his hand and couldn't speak; it was like she swallowed a sandbox. She nodded her head and Gohan smiled.
"Nice to meet you Ci-ci. I'm glad you guys are doing fine, but I want you to come home soon. Your Mom is making dinner and she wants us to be together since I haven't seen you in so long." He smiled at them all and rubbed his hands together as if hesitating to leave. Pan caught his actions in time.
"Is it okay if Ci-ci comes? She's never met anyone before and I'll bet she'll love something other than microwavable foods. I think Trunks has to get going though, I think he told me he had some stuff to do at the office." She looked back at him and Trunks blinked and finally got the hint.
"Oh, yeah I do," He smiled at them and got up to leave, but Gohan frowned at him.
"How come you guys are in bandages?" He looked more at Pan who had some on her back that was covered by her shirt. It took Pan only a minute to answer.
"We were attacked by giant metal spiders in this hotel." She was sure that they would be on the news, whether or not he saw or if the news even showed the attack, she knew he would've seen the damage on his way up. The place was still left in ruins. "I got hit a couple of times, but I'm fine now." She smiled at him, but he still frowned.
"Are you sure?" Pan nodded and so did Trunks and Ciara. "Okay, but you might want to go ahead and get home before your mother's cooking gets cold."
Trunks saw that was also his cue to leave," Yeah, I guess I'll see you guys later. I have to run by the house." Gohan raised an eyebrow at him as Trunks eased himself through the door way.
"I thought you had to go to your office." Trunks stiffened and smiled slightly, in a cautious way. Ciara could almost see him sweating.
"Uh, Yeah, but the paper I need is at the house. See you later guys." He ran down the stairs and Ciara had to bite her lip from laughing. She had always known her father to fear no one, except her mother, and he was sweating bullets just by having Gohan in the room. Pan took Ciara's hand.
"C'mon, Mom makes the best food ever." She smiled and they both followed Gohan.
Ciara and Pan both laughed as they sat on the front porch. They just ate dinner, which Ciara found out that Pan was right; Videl's cooking was phenomenal, and now the sun was setting, but Pan and Ciara were still talking. Pan smiled down at her feet and then looked back up at Ciara.
"You want to go walking in the woods?" Pan asked her, Ciara nodded and they both got up and walked in the forest.
Pan and Ciara stuck their hands in their pockets with their thumbs sticking out and they smiled at each other. Pan giggled a little," I don't know what it is, but you remind me of someone…..weird." Ciara lifted and eyebrow.
"Someone weird? You think I'm weird?" Ciara put on a pouty face as Pan laughed," I thought we were friends." Ciara put on a fake prima Madonna act.
Pan pushed her a little," No, it's just that you look like…well….like….how can I put this?" Pan bit her lip and Ciara became serious at her. She didn't say anything but kept walking waiting for Pan to respond. Her answer wasn't that of one she understood.
"You remind me of my Grandpa," Pan looked at her to show that she was kidding. Ciara raised an eyebrow at her, but Pan continued, "You act like him, but when I saw you fight….I saw Trunks and Goten in you. Then when we talked…..like now, I'm able to open up to you….like as if you were him." Her voice dropped below a whisper at the end, and Ciara knew she wouldn't have heard if she didn't have Saiyan hearing.
"When I saw you as a super, you looked like Grandpa Goku….only female, but when you fought….I don't know, I guess I'm going crazy or something, I mean I had a million volts running through me at the time." She looked up at Ciara's face thinking she would see an extremely confused face, but instead she saw Ciara smiling. Her eyes were shining so brightly like they could light up a room. Her eyes made the hair on her neck stand on end. Her smile was illuminating and she seemed to be glowing. Pan completely stopped where she was at that look.
Ciara stopped with her, "Is something wrong?" Pan blinked and then smiled while shaking her head. Pan caught up with her and they continued their walk. But Pan had other things on her mind.
What's with this girl? She shows up out of nowhere, and befriends us all like she was always there. Then we find out she's a Super Saiyan and we still act like nothing happened. And how can she remind me of so many people? Grandpa, Mom, Dad, Vegeta, and….him. How can she remind me so much of Trunks? It's like she's a female version of him.
"Earth to Pan!" Ciara was waving her hand in front of Pan's face to get her attention. Pan snapped her head up and blinked out of her daze.
"Sorry, I have a lot on my mind." She smiled as they got onto the main road. She looked around at the empty street, "Well, do you wanna go see a movie?"
Ciara shrugged her shoulders, "I guess, what movie?" She wiped her lavender hair out of her eyes. Pan shrugged her shoulders.
"Don't matter, we'll just see what they have." They walked down the sidewalk and took a bus to the main part of town. They chatted about music and then Pan brought up Trunks.
"Trunks doesn't get off work until nine today, so I might drop him off some food. He hates the cafeteria food." Pan put her elbow on the window rim and rested her cheek against her fist.
Ciara nudged her a little in the rib, "So what's going on between you and him anyway?" Pan snapped her head up and blushed crimson.
"What do you mean?" Ciara laughed and patted her shoulder.
"You and D-Trunks seem to spend a lot of time together. Do you have any good news to share with me?" She smirked at her as Pan grew redder.
"Well what do you know! It's our stop!" Pan jumped over Ciara and to the bus door until it opened to allow them through. They gathered into the movie theatre and they didn't have a chance to talk about Trunks much, and during the movie it slipped their minds.
"Man that movie sucked ass!" Pan said as they exited the theatre," Man, it was nothing but sex, and not even good sex!" They both laughed as they walked onto the sidewalk. It was now evening and the sky was a dark violet of the dying sun.
"That actress was horrible and the movie was just a total waist of time! It would be a good one, if it didn't suck so much!" Ciara crossed her arms against the chilly wind. A car passed by and the three boys in it honked and whistled as they passed by.
"Bastards, they don't have the balls enough to approach us." Pan glared at the car that turned a corner.
"Well those boys sure do think you're cute if you ask me Pan," Ciara smirked at her and Pan rolled her eyes.
"Please, I wouldn't know the man of my dreams if he fell out of the sky."
"Pan," They both saw Trunks land in front of them, in his work attire. Ciara bit her lip to keep the silent giggles from spilling out, "Have you seen Goten?"
"Nah, not today. Ask Bra." She said simply as she shoved her hands into her pockets. Trunks raised an eyebrow.
"Why would Goten be with my sister?" He stared at her like she knew something, and she probably did.
"Probably because your always at work." She brushed her hair out of her face. Trunks stared at her, knowing she was hiding something, but he also knew she was as stubborn as a mule.
"Alright. Thanks anyway. See you tomorrow," He flew off into the night sky. The lamp posts lit up illuminating the streets in an orange light. Pan glared at Ciara after he left.
"Don't say it." Ciara put an innocent smile on her lips.
"Okay I won't." A black SUV pulled up next to them and the passenger seat window rolled down. A man wearing sunglasses and a black ball cap was at the window. They couldn't see who the driver was.
"Excuse me, misses." They were already looking at him and waited for him to continue," Can you please tell me where I can find Trendal Lake?"
Pan pointed down the road," Go down this road until you get to the-"
"I can't hear so good dear, I'll come up to you." The man opened the door and stepped down. He was tall with broad shoulders and he wore all black," Now can you repeat that?" Pan pointed back down the road.
"Go down this ro-AH!" The man pounced on her and something crackled and popped and Pan fell down on the pavement as fast as it happened.
"You bastard!" Ciara punched him in the mouth, knocking out a few teeth with it. She raised her arm for another hit, but someone grabbed her from behind. Something hot and painful pierced her neck and her entire body went numb. Her knees were the first to give way and her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Her head was pounding. Everything was dark and her stomach felt like it was going to repulse any minute. She tried to bring her hands to her aching head, but they didn't move; they were bound behind her back. Her eyelids had never felt this heavy and she wondered if they were glued shut. What had happened? All she remembered was her and Pan going to see a movie. Pan? Where was Pan?
At the thought of her teenage mother, Ciara slowly forced her eyes to open. She wished she hadn't. A huge bright light was blinding in her eyes and they immediately watered. Why was it so bright? She tried to get to her feet, but they were also bound and her limbs felt like lead. She forced her eyes open against the blinding light. She saw white floors, and clear walls that seemed to be made of plastic. She managed to get up on her knees to look around. There was a white cot with white sheets, a white sink and toilet with a mirror. Everything was white. It looked look those rooms that you see in insane asylums at the movies, but why was she here?
It took a while before she got feeling back in her limbs. She tugged at the plastic ties that had her bound before ripping them cleanly off. Then she snapped off the ones around her ankles and rubbed the sore skin. She stood up and glared at the plastic wall. Bright lights like spot lights were shining into the room. She walked up to it and gripped her fist. With one motion, her fist met the wall, but it didn't break. She blinked at her knuckles then hit it again. Still, not even a scratch. She threw punch after furious punch at the clear wall.
"The wall matches your strength." A voice buzzed in the room like it was from an intercom. She looked frantically around the room until she spotted a camera in the corner that was in a clear box that she assumed was like the bigger size.
"Who are you!" She screamed at the top of her lungs," Where's Pan!"
"Don't you mean your mother?" Ciara's eyes grew wide in fear and astonishment. "Yes, I know who she is and who you are, Ciara Videl Briefs; daughter of Trunks Briefs and Pan Son Briefs. I also know you come from the future by the time capsule you keep in your room at the hotel. Sorry to say that we posses it now."
"How do you know that? Let us go!" She screamed at the camera," What do you want from us!"
"For you not to exist." Ciara began to angrily pant. She screamed in panic and anger and threw a ki blast at the camera. The ki blast bounced off the box and went for her, but she caught it and it demolished.
"Ki blasts won't work either Miss Briefs." Ciara screamed at the top of her lungs and began pounding the wall with all her might, trying desperately to get free.
"WHERE IS SHE! LET HER GO! LET HER GO!" She screamed louder and louder as her fist met with the wall. Tears ran down her face and her knuckles became bloody and left marks on the wall.
Trunks circled the sky with Goten at his side. They were in the mountains where Pan would usually go to train. It was now morning and neither she nor Ciara came home after Trunks left them on the street. The entire Z team was out looking for them.
"Pan! Pan are you down there?" Trunks called over the mountains that echoed his voice, "Pan!" He couldn't sense their kis and it almost sent him into panic, but he kept his nerve. Goten also called after his niece, but no response, not even of the smallest.
"Let's go lower." Goten said. Trunks nodded and they dove for the ground and hovered over the mountain peaks.
"Pan! Ciara! Where are you! PAN! CIARA!" They both screamed. Their voices shook the mountains as it echoed through the canyon.
"Where are you Pan?" Trunks whispered to himself.
Was she hit by a truck? It sure did feel like it. Her head was spinning and she felt nauseas, but she would not allow herself to vomit. She lifted her head up, but it collided with something hard. Pan grit her teeth in pain and felt the top of her head. Slowly she opened her eyes to find that she was still blind. It was so dark that she wasn't sure if she had her eyes open. She pressed her hand out and it touched the top of whatever she was in. The ceiling was only inches from her body. She felt around the walls and realized that she seemed to be trapped in a box.
Don't panic, don't panic! She told herself over and over. She felt around on the spaces beside her and felt something round. She brought it up to her face and felt the tip of a small battery, perhaps a D battery. If there were batteries here, then they must have to be used for something. She felt around and pulled a flashlight to her face and turned it on. The bright light showed her she was indeed in a box, a clear one that was buried.
Pan whimpered and fought back terrified fears that stung in her eyes. Why was she here? Was she being punished? And if so, for what? Pan screamed and pounded the top of the box.
"Let me out! Dammit! Let me go!" Hot tears streamed down her cheeks. A soft humming noise came from beside her face and it was an air vent that allowed oxygen to pass through, but for how long. Her elbow hit something and she moved down to grab it. It was a black tape recorder. She pressed the play button and for a few moments it was silent until a man's voice came on.
"Good evening Pan Son. I hope you find your new home rather cozy because you'll be there for a long while. Why you're here you may ask; because you denied me, so I'm denying you freedom. Good night Miss Son, oh, and you might want to take slow breaths, even a quarter Saiyan like you can't live without oxygen. This box is an invention of mine and cannot be destroyed at all, not even ki blasts so I don't recommend using one, it might kill you…then again I myself would rather die than be tortured like this. That will be the end of our discussion. Sweet dreams Pan."
Pan screamed out as loud as she could and began pounding the walls and top of the pexi-glass. "YOU BASTARD! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU! LET ME GO!"
Ciara began rocking back and forth on the white bed. Her mind was slowly slipping into insanity as her mind was pummeled by thoughts that frightened her half to death. She had torn the pillow case and used it as bandages for her knuckles. Her compowder was gone and so were the rest of her things that she carried. She had cried too much and was now lost in her own mind. Then a thought triggered in her mind. She stood up and got into her fighting stance and began to raise her ki at the max as she could. Her body transformed into Super Saiyan and then Super Saiyan 2.
"They can't detect your ki. This box is undetectable." Ciara screamed and hit the camera with another ki blast. It bounced off and hit her shoulder, making her fly back and land on the floor. She didn't move, but just stayed there gazing up at the white ceiling. Her soul and heart was broken. But she was going to make it. She was going to save Pan. Her mother. She would be with her mother no matter what.
"When you get caught in the rain, with no where to run. When you're distraught and in pain, without anyone. When you keep crying out to be saved but nobody comes. And you feel so far away, that you just can't find your way home, you can get there alone."
She sang the song her mother would sing to her as a child. It was her soul. It's what kept her holding on.