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The Fallen AngelChapter Four: Lord Drake
"Hey Pan. What are you doing here? I thought you have school today." Pan smiled as she turned to face her long time crush.
"I had something important to ask grandpa and since I've missed the morning classes, I thought why not miss today's classes too." Pan grinned. "And grandpa Goku asked me if I would like to spar with him and grandpa Vegeta."
"I really don't understand why you like to fight. Can't you be like Bra, do some shopping, go date boys…" Trunks teased. "Boys don't like girls fighting all the time."
"You like girls who play nice huh? Like this?" Pan fluttered her eyes and pouted her lips. She leaned closer to stare Trunks in the eyes.
Trunks blinked and gulped. He let out a nervous laugh and step back. "Real cute, Panny."
"Gotcha." Pan chuckled.
"Brats get in here now." Vegeta growled from the gravity room.
"Be prepared. I'm not going to be easy on you."
Pan smirked. "No, you prepare yourself. I'm going to bit the crap out of you."
Legs dangling in the air, she was chained to the wall. Her whole body covered with scars caused by whips and other nasty devices used on prisoners. She groaned as the cuff was digging into her wrists.
'Damned it. If only I'm in real body, I would have blasted them into the next dimension.' She winced as the rough wall scrapped on her wounded back.
She froze when she heard footsteps coming her way.
"Lord Saiyana? Are you there?"
She jerked her head up and squinted at the two figures outside the chamber. "Carl? Litta?"
"Yes. My Lord. It's us. We will try to get you out." A deep voice whispered from outside the chamber.
"No. Not yet. I have to find out something. I want to know what really happened."
"But…they will have you killed. You know that, don't you?"
"I know. But this is the only way."
"Alright, we will listen to you… for now. However, if things started to look bad, we will get you out, OK?"
"Wouldn't want it any other way. Now go, before anyone sees you."
"We just wanted to know why you came back." A sweet voice asked.
There was silence for a few minutes. Saiyana look straight into Litta's eyes through the little window on the door.
"I am your Lord, am I not? How can I let my followers suffer and not care? You are my twin sister, Litta. I could feel my people's pain through you. And it is killing me not being here to lessen the pain. And I……I have nothing more on Earth for me to stay for."
"Saiyana…"
"Get her out of here now, Carl. I heard someone coming."
"We will come back for you, Lord Saiyan."
Saiyana's dangled limply on the chains. She felt so tired suddenly. Her 40 over years old body straining to find relief from the pain. She closed her eyes and let herself slipped into a fitful sleep.
Her eyes adjusted to the dark quickly as she moved along the secret passage that leads to the council camber. She peered through the small opening. All the elders have gathered there together with Lord Zanadra, leader of the clans.
Lord Zanadra is the leader of the ten clans. The four major clans are the Droconia, Iffish, Gontish and Pondian. The Clan of Warrior, the Clan of Seers, the Clan of Wisdom and the Clan of Life respectively. They are the most respected clans among the others because of their immense power they possess.
Saiyana had heard from her father that Draconian clan's mighty leader, Lord Drake has returned from his mission. He was the greatest warrior that was ever born. When she was little, her father will let her sit on his lap and tell her stories of the brave warrior who had been victorious in every battle.
He stood in the middle of the chamber facing Lord Zanadra. She tried to strain her ears to hear their conversation, but all she heard was murmurs.
Suddenly, Lord Drake turned facing her. He looked up and stared straight into her eyes. Saiyana let out a small gasp. He had the most beautiful pair of brown eyes. His features were strong and chiseled. She was memorized. Could feel a strong urge to run over to him and throw herself in his arms.
He smiled and left the chamber. Breathing becomes much easier. 'Lord Drake.' She whispered under her breath.
"Saiyana, pay attention. You will be inheriting your father's position as an elder and the leader to Pandion Clan. From now on Lord Drake will be teaching the arts of the warriors."
Saiyana's eyes widen as she followed her fathers gaze and saw him standing at the door. His eyes twinkling, he smiled.
"Come over here girl and greet your mentor."
"Nice to meet you Saiyana."
"Waky, Waky." Saiyana opened her eyes just in time to see a hand coming her way. It landed hard on her cheek."
"Good. You're finally awake." Zanadra's disgustingly sweet voice sounded by her ears. "I'll cut the chase. Tell me where is he. You tell me and I might let you die a less painful death."
"Go ahead. I'm not telling you anything." Saiyana spat.
"My, my. Such temper.' Zanadra spear her fingers through Saiyana's hair and jerked her head back. "Tell me you filthy bitch. Where did you seal my consort's body?"
"Tell me, Zanadra, why did you send him to kill me? I've been loyal to you and this is what I got? You framing me with the name traitor."
"So, what if I did. You took him away from me. Its only fair that he kill you with his own hands."
"Jealousy? It's all because of your jealousy?"
"Partly. You are cursed. Cursed to bring downfall to us. It's all prophesized. You have to die."
Zanadra toyed with the brand in her hand. "So you are not telling me?"
"NEVER." Saiyana screamed as the hot brand burned her flesh.