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CHAPTER 8. AFTERMATH

Last time in "Instincts".

The ship roared rhythmically, hiding their cries of passion. He had tried to stop but she had rolled them over and climbed on top of him, telling him she didn't want to stop. Both knew they could die and neither of them wanted to die like this… His face was flushed and his pupils still dilated. He had complained, but she had brought a finger to his lips, silencing him. She had bent down kissing him passionately while straddling his lap. He did want to stop, he did want to persuade her to stop but she had started rolling her hips over his lower middle, making him close his eyes and growl, pulling her against him roughly. The only sound in the ship was the engine. Both were laying on the bed, sound asleep.

AFTERTHOUGHTS.

He opened his eyes still dizzy. A turmoil of feelings rushing to his brain. Oh God! What a night… he couldn't recall feeling the lust and passion he had felt with her. Both complemented each other. It had been more than an instinct to mate, more than a need, it had been a truly and dangerous feeling. He grabbed his head in his hands, breathing deeply, he still could recall her cries of passion. That's when he had lost his control… completely… when she cried out in his arms. He shook his head again. He had slept with Pan… he had had wild and passionate sex with her… he had loved her and he had enjoyed it. No remorse, no afterthoughts, maybe because they had been both so close to death, maybe because she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He had fucked Pan… He shook his head… that was a lie, he had made love to her and he didn't regret it… until they were back to Earth at least. He wanted to know if she didn't regret it either.

THE MORNING AFTER.

She woke up slowly and stirred. Her eyes met his and both blushed. Hesitantly, he leaned closer and waited. She met him half-way and wrapped her arms around his neck. He kissed her softly but deep at the same time, circling her waist with his arms. He pulled away to look into her eyes. "Are you okay?"

She nodded starry-eyed and replied softly. "I have never been better."

He smiled and kissed her again, pulling away after a minute. "We still need to talk."

She kissed his earlobe as a murmur left her lips. "Later."

He didn't complain and succumbed to temptation again, making this second time last more. They didn't even leave the bedroom, except to move to his bed, which was larger than hers and to pick a trail full of food.

That evening he whispered against her mouth that this was a mistake, but she ignored him, whispering back that she didn't care, and they succumbed again to temptation for the third time.

A BIT OF REMORSE

He couldn't help to think… what had he done? Dende! He wanted her… he wanted her so much… How could he have taken that from her? He had been her first… She was supposed to give it away with someone of her age… with someone who loved her… why him? But he couldn't deny it had been great… and now he didn't know if he could stop… now he was just a man lusting after a woman.

Two days… it had been two days of lust… Fine, maybe one day and one night… would he be able to resist tonight? He – had – to – stop-

She hadn't complained but he knew she was still sore and that was his fault and no one else's. He still couldn't believe he had taken her the next morning… just before he had taken her the very first time… and then, two hours later… He couldn't keep his hands away from her… of course that didn't seem to bother her… because she was all over him too.

GIVING GOTEN SOME CREDIT.

It was going to be so hard to control himself… of course he wasn't prepared… he didn't plan to travel in the first place… and second, he wasn't planning to get laid.

He walked to the night stand and took out his wallet. Two, he had two left… and only because Goten had insisted… Now he wanted to kiss Goten. Thanks to Goten he would have at least two decent nights… Goten had insisted so much that he had to accept. Goten had slipped three in his wallet. Damn, he had used nothing the firsts times… he had tried to control but the interruptus had a little risk, besides it was a little late for that… the pull-out before wasn't his favourite method… but he would be damned if he forget it again…

He wasn't planning to take a single risk, not that he had planned to sleep with her very often, in fact, his brain was a chaos, and he didn't know what to do, what to say and how to act.

He knew what the implications were, it had been so long since he got laid… so the chances were high, he had asked too about her period, just to calculate the risk, he didn't want to impregnate her, but to be honest… he didn't care those nights.

NO REGRETS.

Next morning he woke her up with a kiss. He had told himself he could resist, repeating inside his mind: I can do it, I can do it; until reality hit him and he sighed rolling his eyes to the back of his head: Fine! Let's face it… I can't.

She opened her eyes and smiled brightly. "Good morning."

He smiled back, looking at her eyes and then he leaned closer, searching for her lips. She raised her arms and circled his neck, pulling him down as her mouth opened slightly. He kissed her deeply, feeling just happy to be near her.

When they pulled apart, he caressed her forehead with the side of his hand. "We shouldn't do this, Pan, and you know it."

She nodded, as her eyes ran from his face to his chest and then to his shoulders. "You are so handsome."

He blushed slightly, knowing she was changing the subject.

Her hands travelled over his skin, until they stopped in his abs. "Do you regret it?"

He thought about it for a second. Yes, he regretted being so weak, but he didn't regret making her his. He had never felt so loved; he had never felt so good with someone, and maybe all this was wrong, but he didn't regret it. "No, do you?"

She chuckled relieved. "Never."

He leaned down and kissed her, aware of what he was about to do. His arms tightened around her and this time he didn't hesitate. He stopped thinking about wrong and right and just kissed her fully on the lips. His hand grabbed the back of her neck and he deepened the kiss. He made love to her, not as if she was just a girl, but a full grown woman.

He enjoyed it, more than he had in the last 15 years. This time he didn't give her time to rest. She was still breathless when he started all over again. God, he needed her and he didn't care if it showed.

RISKS.

He slumped in the pilot chair thinking about her. Awakening at her side had felt so natural. He had told her that he didn't regret it and he knew she didn't either.

Of course, this morning he had awaken horny and he had taken the risk again, and it wasn't until he dressed up that he remembered about Goten's little presents… Oh God… he hadn't used any. At least, to have three was better than have nothing… He had to stop denying he had control when it came to her… He shook his head, breathing deeply. He could hold on, it was just a matter of time… He clenched his jaw. Bullshit… he couldn't.

Frustration had hit him, but… he wasn't careless and he needed to look after her, he would take care of her. Not that he was going to get some in space, so he had three… and that was it and he better started using them, It was three or nothing, because if he couldn't face the responsibility to sleep with her, he would have to stop and then, starting to regain his control and use the alternative method… the only one left… interruptus…

He wanted to think he did care about control and fertility, but reality was that he would have taken her the same is she was fertile in those days.

He threw his head back, feeling his gut contracting in lust' spasms. He hated to be in control and their last time together had been wonderful. Damn… now he was thinking about recycling… maybe it wasn't a bad idea… they were at space. Where the heck was he going to get some condoms?

He chuckled. As if he could recycle them… He shook his head again. No, he wasn't going to sleep with her! This non existent relation ship was forbidden by their family and it would be a social suicide, she was hardly legal.

WORRY.

The lights were on, but it was dark outside, it would be around eight o'clock in the evening when she woke up for the second time. They had slept late and had taken a nap after dinner.

She had been tempted to use a senzu bean, but that would be selfish. It wasn't that much… Oh God! She couldn't stop thinking about him. She hugged her stomach. What if she got pregnant? What would she do now?

Trunks walked in just when she was pondering what to do if that was the case. He raised an eyebrow and followed her eyes. His gaze rested on her hands… Yes, she was worried.

He walked forward slowly and grabbed her hands, pulling her to him. "Nothing's going to happen, Pan. Relax. I was careful and I took some precautions"

He smiled at her, trying to make her feel better. Precautions? Bull shit. He had been an irresponsible git…

She blushed lowering her head. "…"

He blushed too and not knowing what to do, he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her forehead softly. "I wouldn't be so careless, Pan."

He wanted to say many things but he didn't. This wasn't going to happen again. He pulled away and breathed deeply. "So… are you hungry?"

She shook her head and then bit her lower lip. "no."

He looked at his right, Damn. He was speechless. "Um… do you want to… spar?"

She chuckled. Spar? She couldn't even move fast right now… "Not really."

He blushed crimson. What a stupid question… "Maybe, we should…erm… go to bed?"

She lifted her face and stared at him in shock. "What?"

His face reddened and he cleared his throat. "Umh… I mean you should try to rest… I mean, sleep."

Not only was her face flushed but her neck and her ears too. "I'm not sleepy."

He was getting nervous now. "Do you want to play a game?"

She grinned, clasping her hands. "Yes! What are we playing?"

He chewed the inside of his cheek while thinking about a game, and then he smiled. "What about… hunters?"

RELAXING.

She clasped her hands together and jumped. "Fine! You will hunt me first. What are we using as bait?"

He chuckled at her enthusiasm and turned to look around the room. "Those cans. If you grab one of them and I can't stop you, you'll have a point, but remember three points and you'll do whatever I want."

She smirked evilly. "And if I grab both? Would that mean that I made two points?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "You know that's impossible, Pan."

She raised her eyebrows. "Nothing's impossible, Trunks. Maybe hard, but not impossible."

He crossed his arms looking down at her face in a mocking way. "If you say so…"

He turned the lights off and the game started. Trunks had to watch both cans and stop her, if he caught her, she would lose a point. He looked at the dark room and extended his senses. She had lowered her Ki, but he still tried to hear her breathe. Nothing… the room was dark and he couldn't sense her, but he knew she was there…

Suddenly, he felt like the wind had whistled briefly. A small noise along with a blurry shadow crossed and he turned around. His ears picked up something crashing against the wall in front of him… He waited, patiently, knowing she had moved closer to one of the cans… that's why she had thrown the object against the wall, to distract him and mask her movements.

He smirked… light filtered through the windows and he saw a shadow that wasn't supposed to be in that place. He walked slowly to the spot where the shadow was and squinted his eyes as his hand stretched to touch it.

He felt a boot crashing against his back and he fell to the floor, shifting quickly and jumping off the floor. He rushed to the table where he had left the can. Damn it. It wasn't there… she had taken it.

He turned around and flew to the living room where the can left was. Good… there it was… but he had to be careful… Pan would try everything to win.

Pan smirking, hiding the can under the bed, now she just had to concentrate in the other one. Her Ki was low, but he could hear her movements.

She dragged herself to the living room, advancing slowly on her elbows. He would expect her to hover off the floor and try to reach the can, but he would never suspect she was crawling to the living room. Of course flying was easier but her Ki would be hard to mask. She smiled, maybe she had seen many action movies where the green berets were the heroes.

She didn't know where he was. He was hiding somewhere… but she would find him.

While, Trunks had his eyes closed in deep concentration, if he couldn't sense her, nor hear her movements, he would try to track her scent… Damn… she smelled like him…

Soon, he opened his eyes and smirked… Pretty clever… She was taking her time… but he knew where she was… he moved fast, with tiger-like speed and landed on her back.

She yelled in surprise trying to break free. "Ouch! Get off of me!"

He laughed, grabbing her arms and immobilizing them behind her back. "Oh no… I know you… you tricky woman… but guess what?"

She struggled in his grip, trying to hit his face with her forehead. "What?"

He chuckled, keeping his face out of her reach. "1-1 Pan"

She cursed under her breath and stopped moving. "Fine! Put the can wherever you want!"

He stood up and walked to the living room with a big smirk on his face. "The gravity room, but it will be hidden."

She complained as she stood up, dusting her clothes. "That's not fair. You'll have advantage there."

He smirked, disappearing upstairs. "But it will help you! You will improve your skills!"

She raised her voice, stepping close to the stairs. "I don't care about my skills now, Trunks. I want to win!"

He yelled from upstairs. "Stop complaining, Pan and go to the bedroom."

She placed her hands on her hips with an angry face. "The bedroom? No! It's far from the stairs!"

He chuckled as he walked downstairs. "I'll be in the kitchen, so it's almost the same distance."

She glared at the stairs and turned around. "Oh yeah, sure. And you will be closer… a coincidence, isn't it? You'll have advantage! I want the kitchen!"

He rolled his eyes, sensing her Ki. "Fine! I'll hide in the bedroom. Remember, Ten minutes… I'll set up the alarm."

She ran to the kitchen. "Don't forget to raise your Ki when you are ready!"

STRATEGY.

Eight minutes later both were in the gravity room. Trunks just wanted to make some time, he knew she would lose her patience and she would make a mistake. He sniffed the air and smirked… there she was… the smell was high and he had heard a small noise behind the control machine.

He approached slowly and jumped on the floor just to hear her laugh. He opened his eyes in awe as the lights invaded the room. His jaw fell and he turned his face watching what he was holding… her top.

There she was with her hand on the switch and the empty can in the other hand… she was wearing some sweats and a tight… very tight sports' bra. Damn girl… how did she find out he had located her for the smell? Damn it.

He frowned at her, standing up slowly. "That was a damn trick, Pan! That's cheating!"

She raised her eyebrows, brushing her hair with the hand she had turned the switch on. "That's not true, Trunks. Just admit I'm pretty clever… smarter than you are…"

He threw her top over the floor and rushed to her side. "I'll show you who the real winner is."

She blinked and threw the can to the floor, running downstairs. Trunks followed her, yelling all the time. "Stop there, Pan!"

She laughed, trying to reach the bathroom. "In your dreams!"

He jumped in the air, grabbing her leg. Both fell to the floor but he grabbed both of her legs and pulled her down quickly. She tried to kick him but he reacted fast and moved on top of her, pressing his legs hard, so her legs were trapped between them. He grabbed her fists with a hand and pulled them over her head, while he held his weight on his right palm. "That was a cheap trick, Pan."

She smirked, giving him a mocking smile. "But I won."

EXCUSES OR GAMES?

He raised an eyebrow and then, his eyes acquired a playful glint. "Undressing is against the rules, Pan."

She blushed, realizing she had on only her bra. "I didn't hear you say it was, Trunks."

He powered up a bit and ran a finger from her neck to her shoulder and down the side of her ribs cage. "It is now…"

She shivered at his touch as something inside her stomach contracted. He smiled flirtatiously as his index returned to her neck and travelled down her chest, stopping an inch above the low cut of her bra. "You played with my senses, Pan…"

She gulped, resisting the urge to close her eyes. "That's the purpose of the game, Trunks."

He leaned closer to whisper in her ear as his fingers traced small circles over her chest. "Do you know how it feels when someone plays with your senses, Pan?"

She rolled her eyes to the back of her head as the muscles of her lower stomach tightened. "No."

His smirk deepened and he pulled away, watching her flushed face became sensual with desire. He ran his finger in a line down her stomach and stopped by her belly button, caressing her womb.

She tightened her lips suppressing a moan. He was playing games and she had to resist.

He smirked and pulled away. "That's exactly what I felt when I saw you…"

She opened her eyes wide in confusion and then, she got angry. She tried to break her hands free from his grip, but he tightened his hand around her wrists. "Not so fast, Pan."

She glared at him, powering up a bit. Who the hell did he think he was to embarrass her like this? She would pay him back and she would give him more than he deserved… "Fine! You proved your point, now let me go!"

He shook his head as his hand returned to her stomach. She followed the path his hand was tracing and panicked when his hand slid up. He looked at her in amusement as his finger traced the hem of her bra. Then his eyes turned serious and his breathing quickened.

He brushed the centre of her bra slowly. She almost jumped when she watched his hand tracing small patterns over her bra. He leaned closer as he squeezed her breast. She opened her lips welcoming his kiss and stopped fighting to be free as her eyes closed.

He kissed her passionately for a while and then he moved to her neck, making her moan. Her hands were trapped in his hand but she had already surrendered to him. Finally, he let go of her wrists, moving his hand down her chest.

He pulled away and stood up, stretching out his hand to help her up. She grabbed his hand accepting his help although she didn't need it. He pulled her up quickly and wrapped an arm around her waist, using the other hand to secure the back of her neck. Soon, her legs were wrapped around his waist and her back was pressed against the wall.

Minutes passed by as they were kissing. Any of them realized how many time had went by.

He picked her up and moved them over to the bedroom, not caring about the times they had crashed into a wall or a table. He sat down on the bed and laid down onto his back, changing positions as soon as his back hit the mattress. Her hands worked his top out the way and she ended ripping it.

30 minutes later, they were both laying in each other's arms, still kissing.

EXCUSES MUST MATCH.

The communications device beeped and Trunks jumped off the bed, dressing quickly as Bulma's loud voice was heard. "Trunks! Trunks! Wake up if you are sleeping!"

He ran to the control room and pressed the intercom button. A Tab popped up in the screen and Bulma's face appeared. "Hi, mom."

Bulma looked at him with a frown on her face. "Why did u take so long to answer? I've been trying to communicate more than 20 minutes!"

He scratched the back of his head, realizing his top was missing and then he blushed furiously. "Well… I… um… was training."

Bulma looked at his bare chest and raised an eyebrow, staring fixedly at his face. "Why are you blushing, trunks?"

His face lost the colour and he stood there in silence, looking at his mother. "What happened? Is everyone alright?"

Bulma narrowed her eyes, leaning forward the screen. "There's nothing wrong, Trunks… I just wanted to check up on you two… By the way, where's Pan?"

He blushed again, turning his back to the screen. "Pan! Mom wants to talk to you!"

Pan turned the water off and stepped out of the shower quickly, putting some sweats and a tank top on. "I'm coming!"

Bulma noticed Trunks blush and smirked. "Is everything okay, Trunks? Are you two getting along?"

He nodded his head as if nothing happened. "Yes."

She nodded her head and raised her hand to her chin, resting her head on it. "Have you been in troubles? With outer space creatures I mean…"

He shook his head and lowered his eyes. "No… well, yes… a couple of times, but nothing to worry of."

She nodded again her head and smiled mischievously. "Have you tracked where New Namek is?"

He denied it with a movement of his head and sat down in the pilot chair. "Not yet, but we are close."

She took a pencil from her desk and raised it to her lips, biting an end softly. "Were you training together?"

Trunks returned his eyes to the screen and smiled childishly. "Um… yes."

Bulma leaned her back against the black leather chair and lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply. "Is she okay, Trunks? Because Gohan is very worried… and so are the rest of us…"

He paled for a second, his upper lip quivering. He turned his head to the side and when he returned it, he had on a cool façade. "Yes. She is… great. We have trained a lot and she had improved. I guess she is just… tired."

In that moment Pan ran into the room and stopped in front of the monitor. "Um… hi Bulma. I'm sorry, I was taking a shower. You know, piloting the ship is exhausting."

Bulma raised both eyebrows and glanced at Trunks. "So… you were piloting?"

Trunks and Pan answered at the same time. "No" --- "Yes"

Bulma chuckled and waited until they spoke again. It was so funny to see them stammering…

Pan looked at Trunks and he returned the looks. "She piloted the spaceship and then we trained."

Bulma nodded with a smile on her face. "So… I take it she beat you… because you never take off your shirts even when they are shattered, Trunks."

Bulma knew that was a lie. Every time he trained his clothes were ready for the trash bin, but she just wanted to confirm her suspicions… besides, it wasn't like Pan could beat him…

Pan blushed, but faked pretty good, smiling broadly. "Yes, I beat him up."

He looked at her holding back a glare. "I let you win, Pan."

She chuckled, punching his chest lightly. "Yeah, sure."

Bulma pressed her lips together trying not to chuckle. Since when Pan punched Trunks' chest without blushing? Yes… this was interesting… She would need o check up in those two very, very often… "I see… So… you were in the bathroom…"

Pan nodded her head while blushing. "Yes, that's why I had to shower."

Bulma chuckled and waved her hand in front of the screen, ignoring her words. Then she changed the subject and asked about the trip and the space ship functions.

After some minutes, she said good bye and added: "Keep training, but be careful."

The screen went black again and Pan fell on the floor. "Oh God, Do you think she suspects something?"

Trunks kneeled down beside her and shook his head, a little bit worried. "No, I don't think so No one would suspect that we… we… slept together… not even a genius like my mom."

Pan blushed, avoiding his eyes. "Yes, sounds logic."

He pulled her close and kissed her quickly. "I still want to… train, you know?"

She chuckled, burying her face in his chest. "Really? It's becoming an addiction, Trunks. You should be careful."

The next eight days they were in bliss, forgetting about Earth and New Namek, until the radar started beeping. Trunks checked the screen, another planet on sight in the new galaxy. He told Pan the ship wouldn't land; he was taking any risks this time. He would go and check if namekians were there first.

VITAL SIGNS

He smirked, it had been so easy to persuade her to stay in the ship… three kisses and she had agreed… funny… the most stubborn girl on Earth could be persuaded with kisses.

Trunks and Pan stared at the computer. The computer had found vital signs on the planet.

He landed and extended his senses. After four seconds he pressed the intercom. "Pan! Land the ship, Namekians are here!"

She was very happy, it had been two months and ten days and they had already found the location of New Namek; just as Bulma had predicted, if he didn't add the days they had had troubles, it would take them two months to reach New Namek.

She stepped out of the ship and stared at Trunks. "I thought New Namek was all green."

He shook his head. "I guessed it would, but probably this was the only one they found."

She grinned and threw her arms at him. "Let's find them!"

He chuckled and scooped her up in his arms. "Fine."

Trunks stopped in the middle of the sky. Namekians had their feet chained. They were walking in a large line with hoes, pick axes, shoves and tools to dig in the ground. He let go of Pan and told her to stay behind him. Then, they flew behind a hill and watched from afar what was happening.

Some lizards-like humanoids had whips. They seemed to enjoy watching the little green creatures carrying their big tools. They shouted orders from while to while.

Trunks looked at the line and, the namekians weren't the only slaves there, he detected at least five different species. The slaves dug in the ground, extracting some kind of white metal. They put it on some kind of transport and turned a mechanism on. The strange wheelbarrow advanced forward depositing the white metal in a storage area of a machine. In a matter of seconds the processed material came out the other end as white thin discs.

A small group of namekians were chained together in a corner. Suddenly, one of the slaves fell to the ground and a guard hit him with one of the bars. When the slave didn't stand up, another guard ordered one of the namekians to heal him.

The group of namekians in the corner approached the fallen slave and stretched out their hands over his body. In some minutes the slave had recovered and the namekians returned to their place in the corner.

Trunks gritted his teeth as his eyebrows narrowed. Nobody had the right to put people in slavery, no matter which race or species they were.

Pan narrowed her eyes, she wasn't going to let those beasts to treat the namekians and the others like that, but where were the others? Namekians were a big group. Their population couldn't have been reduced to this…

Trunks nodded his head and motioned Pan to follow him. They hid behind some rocks, and then Trunks whispered lowly, so low that not even a saiyan would hear from a few feet away. He knew namekians could, firstly if he talked in their language.

One of the namekians lifted his head and then he lowered it again and kept working. The namekian whispered something to the others and their face lit up. Somehow one of them answered the message.

REPTARA LAND.

Trunks nodded his head, grabbing Pan's hand.

She stopped for a second and pulled his hand. "What did they tell you?"

He raised his hand to the level of his face and put a finger over his mouth in a silent gesture to keep silence.

Trunks and Pan returned to the space ship, explaining this planet wasn't New Namek. He had felt their presence but it was because they had been captured along with other races, sowing fear in the planets around. The captors used the metal to feed their computer systems, which controlled the city. Some of the namekians were healers, and they had chained them together, so they could heal a slave faster. Those who couldn't heal worked as hard as the others digging in the ground.

The Lizards, called themselves reptarians. They used to invade planets stealing their resources and kidnapping the inhabitants they could, so they would work in their planet as slaves. Reptarians repeated the process twice a year and nobody was as powerful as they were. Their claws were like sharp daggers and they had the ability to control their energy and redirect it to their mouth so they could destroy everything around with a single blast. Their eyes couldn't focus so their vision was bad, but their smelling sense was keen.

Namekians had told Trunks that reptarians attacked in groups of five. Their technology wasn't great but it was advanced in some areas. They were able to reproduce twice a year and the eggs had healers in charge. A single reptarian could incubate five eggs every time and the incubating processes took three months to give birth their offspring.

Those who dared to resist them die and they had already annihilated three species. The last ones were working there, but they wouldn't resist much. The time of hunting was near…

RESCUE SQUAD

Trunks knew they were powerful and had a big population, but they had to help. Besides, namekians knew where New Namek was located. Reptarians could see better at night, so they would have to attack at day.

Trunks checked the radar and extended his senses, reptarians didn't seem so powerful, but maybe the power was hidden or it was activated in groups. The namekian had revealed Trunks where the city was located.

Trunks and Pan flew off, headed to the city, it would be better to annihilate the city with powerful blasts, so the reptarians wouldn't have a chance against them.

They hovered off the ground, miles above the city and stretched out their hands, yelling at the same time: "Ka-me-ha-me-haaaaaa"

A powerful and combined blast grew on their palms and hit the city, destroying a big part of it. Reptarians had five cities and they knew the others would be here in minutes.

FACING A NEW ENEMY

Soon, the reptarians flew to the destroyed city but Trunks and Pan received them with blasts of energy

Reptarians could fly but they were slow, that's why they formed groups. A group of reptarians surrounded Pan, who moved faster avoiding the blasts. Two of them fell to the ground hit by the blasts of the three in front of them. While the creatures were falling, the reptarians left glared at Pan and tried to attack her with their claws but Pan kicked one of them in the stomach and sent him plummeting to the ground.

She formed two Ki balls in her hands and blasted the others. One of them reflected the Ki ball with his tail and hit Pan with it. Pan was sent the left but she stopped in time to jump out of the next blast. She breathed in a few times and glared at her enemy, powering up. The ground trembled as she threw a big energy ball to the lizard stomach. The reptarian looked at his stomach, a trail of brown blood was running down his mouth. The big hole in his stomach startled him and he closed his eyes, crashing on the ground.

While, Trunks was fighting against two groups in his SS form. He had defeated six of them, but the four left learned quickly his tactics. They knew Trunks was very fast and they surrounded him, attacking him from different sides. Trunks punched one of them in the stomach as his leg hit the head of the lizard at his left. The lizard above him clawed Trunks back. He felt his energy escaping and jumped away the lizard reach, sending blasts to his sides. One of the lizards was sent to a mountain.

Before he noticed the danger he was in, a big blast hit his left arm and he was surrounded by a new group. A darker lizard grabbed his feet and threw him to the floor, while the others blasted him.

Trunks shook his head, gritting his teeth. He prepared his attack and blasted one of them, who fell in spiral to the ground. The darker lizard was more powerful than the others, he kicked Trunks and his tail hit him in the head. Trunks' eyes had anger written on them when he formed a blue and yellow energy ball on his hand and sent it to his offender. The darker lizard jumped in the air and opened his mouth, shooting a ray of green energy towards Trunks.

Trunks winced when the blast hit his left arm again and yelled, attacking with kicks and punches the body of the reptile. Soon, he was panting. There were still two reptarians left and two groups more were flying towards him.

He raised his hands and began to form a powerful ball of energy, waiting until the lizards were close. He threw the ball even when he knew he would be a little weak after releasing so much energy. His blast hit the two groups of reptarians, disintegrating their bodies.

He turned around avoiding a blast of the two left, while shooting small blasts at them. One of the reptarians' blasts almost hit his shoulder and he spun around just in time to see another group coming… Damn, they were too many.

To be continued.

Author notes.

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