Life Revival
Chapter Two
By Panny
Trunks walked with the girl for a while, then sat on a broken down wall. She sat, waiting awkwardly as he passed ideas and questions through his head. Finally he turned to her.
"Your name is Pan. But what's your last name?"
Pan stared at him blankly. "Why would you care? You're not a cop or anything right?"
Trunks laughed a bit. It was still an awkward yet welcome feeling to laugh. "No, I'm not. I'm just curious, that's all. I grew up around some of the strongest fighters on Earth, although most of them died when I was still an infant. I was just thinking that you might have something to do with them."
"I don't have any last name. My father left my mother when she was pregnant and she never forgave him so she refused to even speak his name."
"Well what about her last name, your mothers."
"I don't know that either. She said her family and the wealth they once had made them a target for the androids so she had abandoned that name."
"So what was her first name."
"What's with all the questions?" Pan asked, growing impatient with the mans curiosity. "What good will answers to these questions do?!"
"Listen." Trunks said firmly, reverting to his usual frozen and relentless self. "I'm paying for you to be here, right? So answer the question!"
Pan sighed abruptly and turned away from him. "Her name was Videl, okay? Can I go now?"
"No. I want to talk to you more." Trunks said, quickly checking his memory for the name Videl. "So who taught you to fight like that? Was it your mother or someone else?"
"My mother trained me until I was six. That's when those damned androids killed her. After that I trained myself so that I could avenge her death. A few months later one of the girls found me and took me in. I still trained, though not as hard, until I found out someone else has killed the androids before me."
"Guess that was a good thing, huh?" Trunks asked. "No!" Pan spat out instantly. "He stole what should have been mine! I was going to kill them! I had to kill them, and he took that from me. Whenever I meet the man who destroyed the androids, I'll make him pay the way I would have made those demon machines pay. And don't think I'm kidding. I've spoken to every damned person who saw what happened. I'll find that 'golden haired warrior' and he'll wish he never met me."
Trunks swallowed and decided to change the subject. "So, you were six and on your own huh? That must have been rough. How old are you now?"
Pan stared at Trunks and stayed silent. "Did I say something wrong?" he asked. "You still sound like a cop." She told him. Trunks should his head and told her again that he wasn't. "Now will you tell me?" he asked.
"I'm-"
Pan was cut off by a small rumbling, followed by the crumbling of the wall they were sitting on. Trunks jumped away in time but Pan was caught in the fall and found herself trapped under a heap of cement. Trunks quickly began pulling away the rock and carefully slid her out from the largest piece. When she stood she found herself face to face with him and became speechless.
There was no reason for her sudden feeling of awe except to say there was something about him that couldn't be explained. She was suddenly reminded of her mother and turned away. "I should get back." She whispered. Trunks nodded as she turned and started walking. She stopped a few feet away and turned back. "Oh, and I'm seventeen. You know where to find me."
Trunks nodded and she walked down the street and out of sight.