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Chapter 19
There was a time when the level of Super Sayian was thought only to be obtained by those of royal blood. Kakoroto destroyed that theory.
There was a time when it was thought the level of Super Sayian could only be obtained by years and years of harsh, rigorous training…and dying once or twice. Goten and Trunks destroyed that theory.
It was once thought that only male Sayians could reach the level of Super Sayian.
Pan just blew that one out the water.
Vegeta was the first to emerge from indoors. He sensed an immense power and couldn't believe whom the signature was coming from. Nearly breaking his neck on his way out of the compression chamber, he saw Pan. She had his only daughter by the throat and his son pinned to the ground with a knee to his neck. Experience told him to back away. While surprised at her transformation, he was not surprised by her actions. This was undoubtedly a mating dispute…a dispute involved an impregnated Sayian. He knew that a pregnant female was the most unpredictable and dangerous of his entire race. They had to be, since their kind was so sought after and treated as a prize. Women had to fight along side the men, no matter their state. Vegeta didn't know the meaning of "the delicate condition" until he came to Earth.
"Pan…" Vegeta murmured under his breath.
Over the past few months, he had noticed the change in the girl. No, she was no longer a girl, she was a woman. At first, he was startled by his thoughts, knowing he had a daughter Pan's age. He remembered how furious he was just imagining what men were thinking when they looked at his princess. Then he found himself having those thoughts for someone else's daughter. Now, seeing her in her present form, a bead a sweat rolled from his brow. She was the first true Sayian woman he had seen in decades.
"What's going on?!" Bulma screamed as she fell out onto the lawn, witnessing the ruckus before her. Vegeta snarled at his wife, folding his arms.
"I don't know, but you of all people need to stay out of it," he snapped. Bulma, for a moment, stopped crying. She hadn't heard that particular tone from Vegeta since…well…she never heard that from Vegeta.
"But my daughter is being dragged around like some toy!" she yelled.
"Then why don't you pry her from the Super Sayian's grip!" he yelled back.
Bulma shut her mouth and bit her bottom lip. She couldn't understand the situation at all. Her son, his girlfriend and her daughter were fighting. Not verbally fighting…but fighting old-school…like when she was younger and there was danger in the world. But, what could possibly be going on to make them act like this? Bulma shook her head, tears streaming down her face. Why didn't she see some sort of confrontation coming sooner? She was usually so good at reading her children. Something was horribly wrong.
"How long have you been lusting after your sister, MT?" Pan quizzed the suffocating man beneath her. He wriggled like a worm, trying to free himself, but she only applied more pressure. "ANSWER ME!"
"Since…the moment I saw…I saw her," he managed to croak.
"You incestuous bastard," Pan stated calmly before driving her fist into the side of his face. She was about to swing again, but MT let out a burst of energy that pushed Pan away. He now knew if he didn't fight back, she would kill him.
"Pan…I didn't mean for it to be this way. Look…just put down Bra and let's talk about this," MT tried to reason, but the Super Sayian female just laughed devilishly.
"And what if I don't?"
"…"
"I can't hear you."
Bulma's heart seemed to beat right out of her chest. She felt a pain she had never felt before. How could it be? Her two children? How could it happen? How could she have not seen this? What kind of mother was she to allow this to happen? Bulma clutched her shirt tightly, her body collapsing to the ground. Vegeta looked at his wife from the corner of his eye and let out an irritated sigh.
"Come, woman," he said as he picked her up and carried her back into the house. Her weak human heart and wild, uncontrolled emotions would cause her to have a heart attack if she witnessed any more. Oddly enough, Vegeta found the scene hard to tolerate himself…but for different reasons.
"Hmph, look at your father scurry into the house. I'm sure that's would you would be doing right now, huh, MT? Like the yellow-liver coward that you are. And to think, Goten should be here any minute now, not to mention Trunks when they feel all the energy exploding around here. I'm sure they'd like to know what's going on," Pan said, still smiling her evil, jaded smile.
"Pan…I'm warning you…" MT started, a golden aura forming around him.
"You…warn me? I think you may have just lost your cotton-picking mind," she chuckled.
Bra writhed beneath her capture, trying to break the iron grip around her neck, but Pan only tighten the vice, making Bra squeal in pain. It was more the sound an injured cat would make rather a Sayian or Human. MT gritted his teeth at the sound of his love being in so much pain. Pan noticed this and applied more pressure to the delicate neck, simply to evoke a response from MT. He seemed to be holding back, but with each meek cry Bra made, his fury became more and more evident.
"Pan…I don't want to hurt you," MT stated low, his eyes to the ground, his hair flickering gold, swirling in the wind created by his energy peaking.
"You don't want to hurt me? MT, nothing can hurt more than the emotional torture you have put me through. No physical pain can compare to my heart being shattered by the man I loved and cared about. You don't want to hurt me, MT? It's way too late for that. Now, it's time for me to hurt you the way you hurt me. It's your turn to be completely devastated beyond emotional repair," Pan yelled, the calm from her voice no longer there.
MT rose his gaze to hers, his blue eyes soft with sorrow, regret and understanding.
"Pan, I'm already at that point," he stated simply.
The silence between them was deafening. Pan contemplated his words, the grip she had on Bra loosened just enough for her to breath freely. She gulped for air like a fish out of water, her face an unspeakable shade of red. Bra clawed at the arm of her captor, but the cat-like scratches effected Pan not, except irritating her more.
"Stop before I snap your whorish neck in two," she ordered.
"Do not speak to her like that!" MT yelled.
"Like what? Like the tramp-slut she is? Let me recap the events. First, she is mad because my uncle wouldn't screw her. Then she gets upset when her brother won't screw her. You claim to miss your love, Dominican, but you settle for your sister? You screw me, then lie down with her only moments later? And I have no right to speak to her like that? You have lost your mind!"
MT clutched his fists and grit is teeth. He wanted so desparately to hit Pan. But, he had to remember she was pregnant with his child. He also had to admit there was much truth to her statements. He should have known his lies and deception would catch up with him. He just couldn't stand to lose his love again.
"Pan, what do I need to do for you to let her go?" MT said, his head lowered.
"You need to rot in hell, that's what you need to do. Let he go so you can screw her and forget about me and your baby? You think I'm stupid!"
"Pan..please," Bra gasped, trying to gain the attention of the woman trying to kill her.
"Shut UP!" Pan yelled.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Bra, Pan and MT looked behind them to see Goten and Trunks. They came, just like Pan had predicted. The two males couldn't believe their eyes. Goten wanted to come to Bra's aid, but the look in Pan's eye told him there was so much to this story that he should just stand back and not dare ask.
Goten was never the bright one.
"Pan, why do you have Bra like that?" he quizzed.
"My dear uncle, I am pregnant with MT's baby and MT has been sleeping with..."
"Pan, don't do this," MT said, cutting her off.
"He's been sleeping with this whore," she said, finally releasing Bra, tossing her to the side like trash. MT rushed over to help his lover to her feet. Bra coughed up some blood and wiped the dirt off her face and glared at Pan.
"Nani?" Goten and Trunks said in unison.
"Oh yeah," Pan replied.
"I swear Pan, I'm going to kill you," Bra said, holding her side. She was badly beat up and needed some medical attention, despite her strong Sayian blood.
"Do not upset her, she let you go. Let's get out of here," MT ordered, but Goten protested.
"Go? Hell no. I think I should know what the fuck is going on."
The group was silent. In truth, none of them wanted their secrets to be revealed, but Pan decided better now than later. She told the whole sorted story and paused periodically, allowing time for either Bra or MT to interject, but they never did. Goten listened, his pressure rising, his eyes welling with tears. Finally, after all these months, he knew what was really going on. He knew why he couldn't capture Bra's heart.
"And I thought Trunks was a whore," he said after the story was told.
"Hey, how do I always get dragged into this shit?" Trunks said, folding his arms?
"Why are you evem here?" Goten snapped.
"Hey, Bra is my sister...though I can't believe she would do such a thing. Is this all true, Bra? You really do all that to your best friend, to Goten?"
"Hai."
"Then you are no sister of mine."
Trunks calmly walked away with his hands in his pockets. Bra wanted to cry, but she had no tears left. She knew her father and her mother were no longer in the dark, either...not after this fiasco. And Goten, Goten looked like his soul was ripped from his body. He was pale as a sheet and shaking like he was cold. How could she? How could she? How could she? Pan noticed her uncle's pain. She slowly powered down and put an arm around him, though he found little comfort in the gesture.
"I'm sorry..." she whispered, "but you can have your revenge."
"Pan?"
"Kill her."
"What?"
"Kill her."
"No, Pan."
"Why not?"
"Because I still love her."
Pan thought the ground gave way from beneath her. What was it about Bra that had the men in her life so drawn to her? Why? Why after all the hurt and pain she's caused? What was she? What did Pan's feelings mean to anyone? Did they even care. Pan closed her eyes and let out a cry that caused everyone's heart to leap out of their chests. Vegeta once again came outside, but this time, he was headed to the confrontation. He had heard screams like that before. He knew what the outcome would be if he didn't do anything.
"Pan, stop this!" MT said, protected Bra from the energy coming from Pan. Goten stepped back and powered up. He knew what was coming next wasn't going to be good. Pan had once again gone super and this time, it appeared to be a higher level. Her parents finally arrived on the scene. Gohan spotted Vegeta and flew over to him.
"What the hell his going on?" he screamed.
"I'll tell you, but you aren't going to like it," Trunks said, coming from behind his father. Trunks compressed the details to the most important facts and this had to restrain him from flying right into the fire.
"Down, boy. I will handle this," Vegeta said, tossing a fireball into the fray. Pan saw the concentrated energy coming and deflected it with just a rush of her own energy.
"Bad attempt, old man," she taunted.
"Come," Vegeta repied.
The young girl had taken the bait, her fighting instinct momentarily overtaking her hatred at the moment. She was flying at full speed at Vegeta, but a blur grabbed her from midair and restrained her. It was he father, Gohan.
"Let me go!"
"No, not until you calm down!"
"NO! Let me go!"
Pan fought against her father's strength, but he would not budge. His heart ached as he heard his precious daughter cry out in pain. Not in physical pain, but emotional. She wanted to kill. She wanted to kill MT and Gohan knew it. She probably wanted to kill Bra, too. But, nothing would come of it. As much as he wanted he same, he couldn't allow his baby girl to cause any harm.
"Daddy, let me go," she cried, her voice but an innocent whisper as her body went limp into her arms. Her hair turned from gold back to black and her eyes were once again dark pools. Heavy lids covered them as she passed out from exerting so much energy in such a short amount of time. Gohan stroked her forehead and admired his baby for some time, before his gaze cut to Bra and MT. They dared to move in closer, but his hateful stare halted them.
"Don't you dare come near us," he spat.
"Do as he says," Vegeta proclaimed, his arms folded.
"Daddy?" Bra cried. Vegeta turned his head to his princess, refusing to look at her.
"Leave. Now," Goten said, joining in. "Haven't you done enough?"
MT put his arms around Bra and tried to get her to leave, but she wouldn't budge. He tried again, but for some reason, she didn't want to move.
"Bra, let's go," he said through his teeth, wanting to more of the situation. This was their chance to hop in the time machine and go. It didn't matter where they ended up, as long as it wasn't there.
Reluctantly Bra listened to MT and the walked off the battlefield, leaving Pan in her father's arms and Goten standing alone.
Ok, this will go one more chapter...only because I feel if this chapter was any longer it would be dull. I promise to have the conclusion out soon. Thx
