"So what now?" Gohan paced in his family living room, and looked to Vegeta. "You took charge, so what is you plan?"

"It wasn't me who chose this place as our hide out. Not only is it too dangerous to move now, boy, but now our families are in danger too."

"What else was I to do!"

"There is nothing we can do about that now." Vegeta ended the dispute. "Dwelling on it will not help us."

"You used to deal with this sort of thing all the time with Frieza, right? So get us out of it!"

"I would like you to shut your mouth, boy."

"You got us into this! You can get us out!" Gohan pointed to ceiling. "You got my baby into this by keeping that monster in your basement. Now she has been 'claimed', and mentally attacked. Not only that, but almost raped! She was naked when we saved her for Kami's sake!"

"I got her into this! I didn't do anything of the sort! Major has been after Pan for some time now, from the sounds of things." Vegeta defended, and folded his arms. "She has admitted as much. They have met before."

"Before? When before?"

"I think you know." Vegeta looked sternly to Gohan. "I think we all know. And yet we are clueless. All because you refuse to let me drag Pan down here, and demand she tell us everything that happened."

"That isn't going to help."

"I think it will." Vegeta scowled. "Where she was, why she was there, what she did while she was there, and how she got involved with Major, a Cell replica with additions, would explain a hell of a lot about the current situation. We could use the information to make a plan, and fight him. The only way to save her and countless others, is to get her to tell the truth. Only then can we save her."

"No, I wont let you." Gohan stood tall.

"Honey." Videl said softly from the couch behind Gohan, and held his clenched fist. "Maybe…Vegeta is right. As her parents, we should do all we can to save her from that monster, and as decent human beings, we should do all we can to save his next victim. It is good of Vegeta not to have brought this up, but I am sure we all know if we had questioned Pan earlier, we could have prevented Bulla getting hurt."

"I will not lose her again Videl. If we do this, if we force out of her what she doesn't want us to know…we could lose her forever."

"We have to try. We have to be supportive and do the right thing." Videl stood and looked her husband in his eyes. "I love her just as much as you do. But can you really stand there and justify letting our baby run away from her problems, especially when the prospect of them coming back to bite her in the ass is immanent. Or should I say neck?" her words made more of an impact upon Gohan than all of Vegeta's morning long banter with him. At last, Gohan sighed and looked defeated.

"I can't do it…"

"No. but I can." Vegeta held a sift up. "And I will not rest until I have a plan on how to protect this family from that monster."

"His name is Major."

"Pan…" Pan was stood in the doorway, and looked a mess. She was clean sure, fresh from a shower in fact. But her now long hair, framed her face and her fringe shadowed her eyes. Her skin was pale from lack of sleep, and she clung to the door frame as if in pain. But her face was blank. "Pan." Videl stood, and walked towards her. "What are you doing to of bed?"

"…I haven't slept in two days. I don't think I will now."

"Please honey, you're not well. You lost a lot of blood, and you have yet to recover."

"I will be alright Momma." She smiled weakly, but didn't look up. Instead, she turned her blank face to Vegeta. "And I am ready to talk."

"You are?" Vegeta wasn't ready for that.

"I am. I have been running from my sins for far too long. That is what keeps me up at night…amongst other things." Pan stumbled forward, and her mother held her arms to keep her from falling. "Thank you momma. But I have to take this walk alone." Videl let go of her slowly, and Pan wobbled on the spot. She wore three quarter green trousers, green and white trainers, a green spaghetti tank top with her midriff and six pack showing. Her long black tail coiled around her waist, and she walked unsteadily to the empty comfy chair. "Where to start. Oh yes. Before I went away, I was bored. I needed…excitement. Well, if I knew this was what I was going to get in the way of excitement, I wouldn't have gotten out of bed in the morning…"

Pan explained to a silent audience how when her mother had left her to get a leaflet for a job, she had applied to the Royal Reunited Army, with the thought she wouldn't get accepted.

And then she was.

She then talked of how she received her CD and packed her things. This made sense, why she spent those last days with her family and Vegeta. Why she seemed to be dreading something, and yet looking forward to the same thing.

Vegeta was touched that she had decided to spend her last day with him, and listened on.

Pan then spoke of her first day, and how she was immediately promoted within the first few days. She then told her tail of the Coliseum, and how much fun she was having…until Vegeta sensed her.

"Of course I was going to sense you, you used your Ki." He rolled his eyes.

"I realised that when I was told you were closing in. I then led you off…and you followed me."

"I think we can be spared the details of what happened next. I remember." Vegeta sighed.

"I am glad you do, because I don't. I remember getting upset because you weren't listening to me, and wouldn't go then…I liked being in the army." She then looked up, her eyes cold and empty. "You may not have liked the way our race was treated, or your ruler, but you have to admit. You loved being an Elite, having proven your talent and being the best in your field, the rush of action, the militant life. You loved it, didn't you?"

"I did…did…"

"As did I. Then when you came after me…it all changed. I thought about what I had done, and when I couldn't remember what happened with you…and when I was told you attacked me…" she hung her head over, her eyes hidden in shadow once more. "I really believed it, I did. And it scared me how much I had changed, how easily I had left my life behind, for the sake of excitement. Even after I learned that the same army I joined…had taken CC from Bulma…and I still went…and after the operation…"

"Wait, Royal Reunited Army?" Bulma stood up from the couch. "RRA? Doesn't that sound a bell?"

"No, why?" Gohan asked.

"Royal Reunited Army. RRA. Red, Ribbon, Army? Reunited? Didn't you know that?"

"Oh great…" Pan sighed. "I not only joined the army that took away your life's work, but I joined the army my grandfather spent a good part of his life fighting against. Just the tip of the iceberg Pan…oh and it gets worse…" she seemed to be talking to herself now. as she looked to no one, but in front of her. "Join the army, be part of something bigger better. 'We believe in a better tomorrow. We believe in strength and unity. We believe in perfection.

Join if you feel the same as us. Become part of our family. We take care of each other as we take care of the world. Be a real hero. Join the Royal Reunited Army'. Lying bastards. They found me after Vegeta left, must have done something to my head. That's when I first met him."

"Who? Met who?" Videl lowered to one knee before her daughter, and looked up at her. "Who did you meet?"

"Major." Vegeta answered for her.

"I couldn't see him." she continued, as if on autopilot now. "I heard his voice, his words. His promises of eternal perfection together. That was the first time he said he was going to claim me." Her stoic face cocked to one side. "I thought it was a dream, a weird dream. I mean, who in their right mind has someone." She lifted one hand, and pressed a pointed finger at the back of her head. "Growing and living here, growing, living…growing and living off me, from me, is me. He is a part of me, I feel it. I feel it even now."

"What?" Only Pan seemed to know what she was saying now.

"He came from me, I made him. He is a part of me, and I am a part of him. We are two of a kind, two, where there was once one."

"That is why he needs you." Vegeta pieced it together. "You were once one person, but now he has been extracted from you, in that operation I assume, he still feels he is a part of you. So for him to reach perfection and be complete…"

"…he needs me. He said so himself. And he means it…" Pan lifted her head to look up at Vegeta, and this time her eyes were not cold. Her eyes were weak, tear filled and on the brink of bursting. "And I', scared…I don't want anyone to die…" she pulled her knees up, and hugged them. "You will all die, because of me. Because my life was 'boring' and I leapt without looking. I went into the unknown unprepared, and got burned." She whimpered, and not even Videl comforted her. There was something about the air around her now, that made them all deathly quiet. "I don't know who he is, but I know now I made him. Not his body, I bet the Doc made his body. And Doc was the one who operated on my head, said Vegeta attacked me."

"When it was Major in you who attacked me. Your SS5. No wonder! Of course!" Vegeta now had all the pieces he needed, and drew the dots together. Soon he would have the picture. "Every Saiyan has instincts, every Saiyan has the primal inner beast that comes out in their Oozaru form. But when normal, the beast within hides away in the subconscious." He turned to Pan. "So technically, he would be growing in your mind. But not as a consciousness. As a hormone…then of course there is the power thing." He held his chin and thought. "When I fought you as a SS5, you changed. And not just physically. You were going to kill me, I know it. I saw into your bank face and saw no remorse, you were not yourself. It was Major." He clicked his fingers. "That must have been when he got his consciousness. When you transformed, you must have become so powerful, that you couldn't control your own body. So as a safety mechanism, you ejected your Saiyan Hormone to sedate you for a while, and take over. Like you do in Oozaru form. Oozaru's are impossible to talk to, as they are not the Saiyan, but the hormone, who are doing the one thing they are supposed to do. The very DNA command of the hormone, is-"

"To kill everything." Vegeta looked upon Pan speechless. "He told me. "He said he was perfect to kill everything. It is one of his only purposes. One of his lusts…"

"One of?" Gohan stepped behind his wife, and looked to Pan. "What are his other lusts. We might be able to trap him at least that way."

"Me. He lusts to kill everything, and he lusts for me. He said he always will."

"Oh…" Gohan looked down, ashamed he had asked.

"Don't worry. You can use me if you want." At that, they all looked to her. "I mean, so many of you already have, so why stop now?" her voice was empty, and soft. "Momma used me to be the perfect daughter, to get me out and into the world. Papa used me to get me to do something, anything, and leave him to do this work. I haven't spent as much time with my own father since this all happened. Vegeta."

"I never used you." Vegeta very nearly shouted. "I never used you." He said softer, as if the thought of it hurt him.

"You did. You used me to get stronger. Nothing delighted you more than when you saw me go SS5, at the prospect of getting strong." She looked to him, tears now falling. "Through me. That, is using."

"Pan."

"I haven't finished." She slid her legs from the chair, and then stood up. "I have been used, and abused. Whether it be from my family, or from my friends. I mean, Trunks used me when he was bored, as entertainment, laughing at me."

"Hay!" he shouted.

"But when it came to his precious girlfriends, getting drunk, or the family business, I suddenly got shafted." She went defensive now, and stomped her foot. "Momma always goes off with Bulma. Either that or work!"

"That is enough." Videl warned. There was a difference between explaining, and having a rant. And this was certainly a rant.

"No, no it isn't enough!" she clenched her fists. "I haven't finished!" she then looked murderously to Vegeta. "I thought you bright me to your house to look after me."

"I did."

"Liar!" she shouted. "You used me as bait for Major, and then accused me of bringing him here with me, having something to do with him hurting Bulla! And you were perfectly willing to force me into telling you everything! I heard you!" Pan shuck with anger, and her tears fell down her face in floods now. "The reason I ran off to join the army, was because of all of you! I couldn't please you all, not all at once. So I chose to do the one thing I had never been able to do, PLEASE MYSELF! Do what I want to do for a change. Go out and live my life!...but now I see that in doing that…it backfired." She hung her face forward, still shaking with anger, and tears still falling. "All I wanted was to be free. I wanted freedom." She laughed. "There I said it. The reason I left you all without a second thought, a second glace, or a regret, was because I wanted freedom. I wanted release from the pressures of him, to get a job, to get stronger, to get married, to be the best of the best when I can't reach that high. I left…because of you." She looked at them all, one at a time. "Because of all of you." She then closed her eyes, and slowly walked to the door. "I hope you are happy. I got a job, a got stronger, I was the best of the best…and I just about got married. I was claimed. That was what you all wanted…I hope you are happy." She walked out, and the living room was very quite.

"Oh my baby…"

Pan was stood at the back door.

How easy would it be, to push it open, and walk out?

She felt so cold, so alone. She wanted to be held, to be told it would all be alright, that she was loved.

Loved…I wish I was loved. Truly loved for who I am. Not what I could be, or what I should be. But for who I am.

But someone does love me for who I am. She looked up, and through the side window at her left. She could see the woods, and could have sworn she saw a shadow moving between the trees.

But she shrugged it off.

Yes, someone wants me. Someone wants to absorb me and become complete.

But…would it really be that bad? At least, that way, the pain I feel right now would go away. He would use me and finally I would be free.

No more pain.

No more tears.

No more…

Her hands pressed against the door, and she looked out the window.

The rain was pelting down and she could see it running down the glass pane.

I could end it all, be free. Free… she pushed it open, and looked out to the muddy back yard. Free…

But there was no one there.

Pan wrapped her arms around herself, and walked outside. At first the back roof protected her, but soon she found herself stood in the middle of the rain, the harsh, fast raindrops pouring down on her. Her tank top and trousers became clad to her skin, and she pushed her now soaking raven hair behind her ears. She whimpered, and started shivering. She just stood there, waiting, wanting, whimpering, waiting, waiting…waiting…

Then it happened.

Two large hands smoothed over her shoulders from behind, and she waited still.

"You will get cold my love." It was him, Major. Only he had such a voice, that was low and rich as the night sky, and yet as clear as day. "I have missed you." He crossed his arms around her, and nuzzled lovingly at her neck.

"I know you have." She closed her eyes, and hiccupped fro, crying.

"My love…" he used his height to lean over from over her shoulder, and nudge her face up with his beak. "Why do you cry?"

"I hurt…" his arms were so warm, but he was as wet as she, and the water was pouring over them both.

"Let me see." He said softly in her ear.

"You can't see where I hurt." She never tried to look at him. She just looked forward. "Please…"

"Please?" he rubbed his hands up her arms, to warm her.

"I want you to take me." His hands stopped. "Please, just take me."

"Here?" He looked over his shoulder. But there was no one there.

"No…" she didn't want her mother to have to find her clothes out here, so close to the house. "Out there." She pointed to the woods. "Away from here…"

"As you wish my love." He lifted her up effortlessly in his arms, and walked into the woods. He had made sure to hide both their Ki's before even approaching her. So they melted into the shadows, and he walked with her in his arms, in silence.

Pan had her eyes closed. She didn't care where she was going. She just wanted it all to end. "Almost there." She opened her eyes, and saw a large lake. It was the same lake where they…

Pan raised her hand to her neck, and felt a stinging feeling there again. And a burning feeling in her abdomen, a fire that she had never felt before. "The moon is high tonight."

"I can't look at it." Pan kept her eyes closed. "If I do…"

"No you can't. Not anymore." Major moved over to a large stone boulder, and sat on it. He held her in his lap, and nuzzled her neck. "I have your powers now, all of them."

"So other than my tail…I might as well be human."

"That is a penalty I am afraid, from having me removed from your consciousness."

"Then how was I able to use my powers after I came home?"

"Because I had yet to claim them." he lightly kissed her forehead, and her eyes returned to being closed. It was actually quite soothing the way he held her, and gently brushed her face with his mouth. "Speaking of claiming." He lingered a kiss next to her lips, and pulled back. He looked to her with his big yellow eyes, and smiled. "I am so glad you came to me. I have wanted to just hold you for so long."

"Well, now you can finish what you started." Pan knelt up between his long legs, and looked to his chest, unable to look him in the eyes. "If we finish what started in that very lake, then can you take me?"

"Yes." He smiled. At last, she was his. At last.

"Then…what do I do?" she heard him chuckle, and looked up. His eyes twinkled with a warm feeling, and his smile was so genuine…

"We continue where we left off. He opened his mouth, and she saw his fangs protrude. "I know the saying is ladies first…but as I am the one who seems to know what to do, should I?"

"Yes, you should." The sooner they finished this, the sooner…

Major held her back with both hands, and gently eased her closer to him. She was very stiff and nervous as he lowered her to straddle his waist. This was far more relaxed than before, in the lake. She knew what he was going to do, when his eyes focused on her neck. Pan tucked her hair behind her ears again, and let her hair fall down her back. It was still wet, but she didn't care. She noticed then it wasn't raining anymore, but could still hear it. She looked up, and saw he had an aura radiating around them both, keeping them dry.

"The rain…"

"I could have you cold and get ill." She looked back down, and blushed slightly. As she had looked up, he had used the opportunity to get closer to her. He could very well bite her from where he was, and she wouldn't be able to stop him. "I want you to be healthy after all."

"Yes, I suppose that's better." Who would want to absorb a sick person after all?

Pan titled her head to one side and exposed her neck. Major then pulled her body against his gently, and then dragged his tongue over her exposed neck slowly. Right over her old wound.

"Are you ready my love? Perfection shall be ours soon." He seam dreamily, and she closed her eyes.

"Yes."

Wham.

His fangs where inside her neck so quickly, she had to cover her own mouth to stop herself screaming. She could feel her blood being drawn from her veins, and into the mouth of the creature suckling at her neck. But oddly enough, he then pulled back, and looked to her with glazed eyes, and blood glistening lips. He was panting, and held her hips.

"Now, to finish this my sweet, you must take the next step. Your move." He growled huskily, and arched his neck to one side for her, close to her lips.

But unlike last time, she was terrified. She was scared last time, but last time she didn't know she was going to bite him, or that she would die after this. He looked out the corner of his eye at her, and raised a brow. "I could help you, if you are having trouble claiming me." Claiming him? I never thought of it that way. And he sounded excited about it too…

"Mmm…ok." She said slowly, and then yelped. Major turned them over so he laid right between her legs, and grabbed her tank top. Before she could even think of protesting, he had it up and over her head. It fell to one side, and her bra soon joined it. "What are you doing?"

"Helping you." He smirked, and gently cupped one of her breasts. Pan thought in this situation, she would scream.

Or at least thrash around and tell him to let go.

But what actually happened…

"Ooooh." Her head rolled back, and she moaned loudly. He massaged her with one hand, and the other held the back of her neck. He then leaned down, and licked the very valley of her cleavage, and up tortuously to her neck. Her own blood smeared from his mouth, as he planted hot kissed over her chest, and suckled on one of her nipples. Pan found she had put one hand on the back of his head, and held him there while she whimpered under his touch. She forgot everything, she felt everything. From the way he cradled her body to his, to the way his pelvis was perfectly moving every so slightly against hers, creating the most wonderful friction between her legs. Her other hand went under his arm, and she roamed her hand over his back. She rested it under his green wing, and purred loudly as he breathed on her chest. she felt it even more because of the rainwater, saliva and blood that now mixed over her skin there, and still she didn't feel bad about this situation. She growled as her fangs grew longer, and her tail coiled around his leg. Major gutturally groaned and climbed up her body, lifted her neck with his hand and pressed his mouth against his own neck.

Just like before, she could smell the blood beneath his skin. She could even hear it as his heart beat pulsed through it madly, as did hers.

Pan closed her eyes, and with a loud roar, she sank her fangs into his tough flesh.

It was amazing.

She felt alive.

Major whimpered against her and she could feel the vibrations of it in his chest, and against her lips. His blood was thick and rich, purple in colour, but tasted so strange. It wasn't coppery like she expected, but rather sweet. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before, but could have been a drugging alcohol, from the way it made her head spin and her shudder with delight. Her legs were soon around his waist, and she drank directly from his neck, refusing to let go like a leach.

"Pan…" he whimpered. "Y you have to stop." He held onto the boulder for support. She was draining him. "Pan, please. Pan you're…you're killing me." And she froze.

Kill him. A voice shouted in her head. And it sounded like Vegeta.

Should she? She could end it all, right now, and all she had to do was drain him dry. It was her perfect opportunity…

But she withdrew her fangs and looked away shyly. She couldn't kill him. She wasn't a murderer. It didn't matter that he was.

Major sighed with relief, and began to regenerate himself.

Pan was caught off guard when Major sealed his mouth against hers, and slipped his tongue between her lips. This fully opened her mouth, and he kissed her passionately.

This might be the last kiss pan ever had. And the wild romantic part of her told her to enjoy it, one last time.

But that didn't matter, as her body had already demanded her to kiss him, and she was certainly going for it. She battled for dominance with him, wrapping her arms around his neck and letting him cup one side of her face, and hold her outer thigh with the other. Their breaths, blood, and saliva mixed in the heated frenzy, bodies grinding and hands firmly holding them together.

When Major broke off, Pan whimpered for him to come back. "At last we are mates." They both panted, and Pan gulped at the hungry look in his eyes. "Now, I can take you."

"Then let me make it easy for you." Pan pulled away from him, and started to pull her remaining clothes from her body, stood in the clearing by the lake. Major drank in every voluptuous curve of her body, and licked his lips. Once she was naked, she closed her eyes and held her arms open for him. Major eagerly walked over to her, and lifted her chin.

"You are beautiful." He smiled and was just about to kiss her, when… "What are you doing!" he roared, having just caught Pan holding the very point of his tail…

…right in front of her stomach. He yanked his tail back, and staggered backwards, as if she had just hit him hard. "Why?" he shuck his head, so confused. "Why? Why would you do that?"

"You wanted to take me, so I thought I would help you do it." For a moment Major processed her words over and over again, trying to find some other meaning than the one he knew to be true. Until there was no denying it.

"You…you thought I was going to kill you…" Pan sniffled, and opened her arms.

"Go on. I'm letting you take me. You want to right? So we can be perfection."

"I want us to be perfect." He held a strong fist to his chest. "Together, not as one being. I never wanted to absorb you. Pan, I just mated with you!" he stopped. "Oh Kami…you…you only came here to mate with me, because you thought I was going to kill you afterwards." He turned his back to her, his hands shaking and his eyes watering. "All along, through out our mating, though out our kiss…you thought and counted on the fact I would kill you afterwards. You never came here to just be with me."

"But you said you wanted to claim me, make me yours. You said it was our destiny to be together." Pan's emotions were really getting to her now. Why couldn't he have just killed her when he had the chance? Why couldn't he stop playing with her! "Cell said the same things to Android 18, and he wanted to absorb her."

"Cell wanted to be physically perfect. He never wanted 18 for any reason other than to become apart of him." He took a deep breath. "I wanted you to be…my companion. Why else would I have made you my mate? Why else would I be so desperate to have you with me? And why else would I care about your safety and health, physical and mental, if I was just going to kill you?" He closed his eyes and grit his teeth. "I told you I loved you Pan. I meant it. I always meant it."

"But you killed so many."

"Only to be strong enough to get to you!" He growled. "I knew because of what I am, who my father was, what I was created to do, what would you have done? If the one you loved was kept away from you, and you were powerless to get to them? Wouldn't you do anything to get to them, or fight for them?"

"I wouldn't kill for them. Because that is wrong."

"I love you so much I go mad! I would purge this entire planet if it meant I could have you..." he turned to the side, and held himself. "Like I thought I had you a few moments ago…" he paused for a moment, and Pan said nothing. "I am a monster Pan. I will not deny this." He looked out to the lake. "But I am not a monster when I am with you. You…complete me. And without absorption. I am a monster Pan…but…with you…" he sighed. "With you I am a man. You make me feel like a man. I wasn't a monster when you kissed me. I was the man who loved you. A man…that is what you make me…human." Pan just stood there, and couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You came to die. You came to die and you came to me to do it." He clenched his fists. "How dare you. How dare you try and make me kill you."

"I…" she hung her head forward. How many more mistakes was she going to make? "I'm sorry…"

"Why?" she looked to him, but he hadn't moved.

"Because I was wrong."

"No, not that." He looked to her, his eyes heavy with worry. "Why do you want to die?" That question stunned her for a moment, before she answered.

"Because of many things."

"Tell me."

"There is too much to tell." Pan bent down and picked up her trousers. She pulled them on shyly, and looked up. He had his hand out to her, holding her tank top.

"I have the time. I'm not going anywhere." Pan looked up into his eyes, and didn't look away from them as she pulled the shirt over her head, and on properly. "I will always have the time for you. I love you."