Disclaimer - I still don't own DB/Z/GT/Super but it'd be cool if they turned this story into a DBC anime :)

A/N - This is the last chapter that I have finished so the uploads are going to start getting slower until I catch up. Hopefully it won't take long for me to have a few more chapters written up. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Previously on Dragon Ball C...

Gohan, Piccolo and Vegeta head out to rescue the others using Pans' bracelet that still has a small trace of her ki.

"What about this? Would this help?" Gohan asked quickly.

"It's there!" Vegeta shouted.

But getting to the others proved to be a lot more difficult than they would've liked when they entered the ship.

"Well what do we have here?" a male voice asked.

"I'd say three more prisoners wouldn't you?"

With the Z-Warriors preoccupied with five mysterious fighters, who will be the one to save Pan, Goten and Trunks? Find out, today...

Chapter Nine - A Silent Plea

She had no idea how long she'd been trapped in here, hours? Days? It was hard to tell, she hadn't seen the man who'd brought her here, Larkin, since then and the people she did see refused to talk to her. Pan was brought food a few times since being here but it was stale bread that hurt her teeth, it was nothing like the cooking her grandma would make for her back at home, but then again, she was a long way from home now so a lot of things were different.

Pan had given up begging the people who passed by to let her go, they wouldn't listen to her and the ones that did just laughed at her then continued walking. She wanted to go home where it was safe and where she was looked after, now she knew why her mum and dad didn't want her to go to Namek, it was far too dangerous for her, after all she was just a kid.

Right now she was sat in one of the far corners of the cell with her knees pulled up to her chest, her head resting on them. She'd been sat like this for at least a few hours now, just waiting for someone to come save her. What was that saying her mum and dad used to tell her? Good things come to those who wait? Well she had been waiting and nothing good had happened to her or for her.

She wondered what the others were doing right now, were Uncle Goten and Trunks locked up in cells too, did they share a cell or have one each. Were they as scared as she was right now. She also wondered where her dad, Vegeta and Piccolo were, probably still out searching the villages for survivors. She hoped they'd come to get them soon, although since she'd already been here for a long time she was having a bit of doubt that they'd come for them.

'Where are you daddy?' she thought to herself not for the first time while down here.

Gohan and Piccolo stood side by side opposite their opponents, waiting for them to make the first move, unfortunately though it seemed like they were waiting for the same thing from them. It was decided that Gohan would fight the tall thin man since he was stronger and could go super saiyan and Piccolo would fight the woman, which he wasn't too thrilled about. He had a rule about fighting women and it had already been broken when he had to fight Android 18.

Since Vegeta had finally stopped messing around with Donage and was now fighting him properly they knew it was time for them to start fighting as well, especially since it looked as though they wouldn't be able to progress further along the ship until they defeated them.

Ignoring the fight taking place on the other side of the room Gohan started his battle by phasing out and reappearing behind his opponent, he sent a kick to the mans' back but he moved to the side at the last second then swung his right arm back and hammered it into Gohans' gut causing him to gag. Then he followed through with a jab to his neck and grabbed the half-Saiyan by his head with both hands and threw him over his shoulder.

Gohan landed on his feet in a crouch with his back facing the man, then sprang up into the air and swung his leg round catching the man off guard with his speed. His foot connected with the mans' face, hard, and the man was knocked sideways but managed to keep himself from falling to the ground. Gohan fired his fist at the mans' face but before it connected a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed hold of his throat and slammed him to the wall, winding him slightly, next the man appeared in front of him and sent a barrage of punches into Gohans' stomach and he could only stand there and take the hits as he was being pinned to the wall by the mysterious hand which he now just noticed didn't belong to the man he was fighting.

The man continued with his assault, sinking his fists deeper into the Saiyans' gut, clearly enjoying causing him pain. When he started growing tired of doing this he sent an uppercut to Gohans' chin then sunk his elbow right into his solar plexus rendering him breathless and gagging for air. The man took a step back from the Saiyan and watched as he doubled over and tried getting his breathing back under control.

"You know, you won't have trouble breathing if you're dead" he commented unhelpfully. Gohan looked up and glared at him, he took a few deep breaths to steady his ragged breathing then got himself into a perfect stance, ready to continue the fight.

He charged at the man and fainted going left to attack then went right and slammed his knuckles right into the mans' jaw, he smirked in satisfaction as he saw some of his teeth fly out of his mouth. Not giving him any time to recover Gohan followed through with a kick to the mans' shin to unbalance him, which managed to work. As he started toppling over Gohan stomped his foot down onto his spinal cord causing the man to cry out.

The man fell down to the floor and stayed there for a few seconds as he waited for the pain to pass, then he tried getting up but before he could Gohan grabbed him by the back of his cloak and pulled him up, he put a tight grip on him to stop him from moving then used one hand to pull his hood down. He wanted to know who he was fighting.

Just as his hood was pulled down the man smashed his head back into the half-Saiyans' face then rammed his elbow into his ribs causing Gohan to stumble back and release his grip on him, he wiped the blood from his mouth then turned to where his opponent was last, but he wasn't there anymore. Cursing to himself he turned on the spot, frantically searching for any sort of movement from every direction.

"You're not taking this fight seriously" a voice commented in a scolding tone, Gohan could guess that he was talking to him and the voice belonged to the man he was currently fighting.

"Neither are you" he replied, trying to locate where the man was hiding by following where his voice was coming from. A booming laugh bounced off the walls, shaking the stalagmites and stalactites uncontrollably and causing the walls to crumble slightly.

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret monkey, if we wanted to kill you you'd have been dead the moment you walked in here, but as it happens we need you"

"Need us, why?" Gohan questioned curiously.

"I'm afraid I can't divulge that piece of information to you, suffice to say you're going to play a big part in my masters plans. In fact I'd go as far as to say he wouldn't be able to achieve his goals without you" the man answered cryptically.

"Well I don't care about your 'masters' plans I'm just here to get Pan, Goten and Trunks. And did you really think we'd help you after everything that you've done here?" another laugh rang out through the entire room which annoyed Gohan, he didn't have the patience right now to enjoy being the mans' source of entertainment.

"Who said you'd get a choice in the matter?" the man questioned the half-Saiyan, with a hint of amusement in his voice. Gohan narrowed his eyes slightly to that.

"I see, so you're going to force us to help you and your master, well that's a bit hard for you to do when you're hiding in the shadows. Why don't you stop playing around and fight?"

"Who said I was hiding? I've been right next to you this whole time" the man told him. The next thing that happened a hand plunged up out of the ground at Gohans' feet completely catching him off guard, the hand reached out and grabbed him, holding on tight. Gohan tried breaking free but for some reason he couldn't, the grip on him was too strong.

"W-What the..." Gohan started in confusion.

"My you seem to be having trouble moving. Here, why don't I give you a hand" Just then the ground in front of Gohan exploded outwards and the man slowly rose from below, he struck his arm out towards the half-Saiyan and grabbed hold of his face. A small smile crept onto the mans' face as he slammed Gohan backwards into the ground, but instead of stopping the ground crumbled and opened up underneath him and swallowed him up with the man.

Gohan was being pushed deeper and deeper into the earth as the man kept a tight grip on his face, but Gohan was praying that he didn't let go because it seemed the ground only opened up for him and the last thing he wanted was to be trapped down here, surrounding by dirt and rock. Who was this guy? He'd never met anyone who could travel underground before. Well, one thing was for certain, he definitely wasn't human.

The ground on either side was jabbing into him as they continued on, scraping along his body and causing him to cry out every so often. But that only seemed to amuse the man more hearing Gohans' cries, he laughed every time he heard it.

"Are you not comfortable down here?" he taunted the half-Saiyan with mirth. "Is this too scary for you? Tell you what, because I'm nice I'll stop" and just like that he stopped burrowing through the ground and removed his hand from Gohans' face, which caused Gohan to frantically reach out both of his hands and try to get a hold on the man so the ground wouldn't close up on him. When the man pulled away Gohan screwed his eyes shut and waited for the inevitable... but nothing happened.

Opening his eyes he noted that the surrounding area was still opened up for the both of them, this caused Gohan to audibly sigh in relief.

"Ha ha did you think that once I let go of you the ground would swallow you up? I guess it's true what they say about Saiyans, they're not very bright"

"Stop toying with me!" Gohan shouted to the man. He swung his fist towards him but instead of striking him his fist connected with a large piece of rock that had moved in front of the man as a shield. Gohan growled then sent his other fist at him, which also ended up connecting with rock. He powered up then charged at the man, pushing them back through the pathway they'd created at lightning speed.

They crashed through the surface of the ground, ending up right where they started but Gohan didn't stop there, he continued driving the man upwards towards the ceiling where all the stalagmites were hanging. 'If I aim it correctly then this should hurt him but not kill him' Gohan thought to himself while he calculated the angle in which to use. Satisfied that he'd made the right calculations he sped up then when he was close enough he kicked off of the man and watched as he headed towards the ceiling.

Gohans' eyes grew wide when he noticed that the man was shooting straight towards one of the stalagmites which if not stopped would pierce right through his chest, panicking he flew after him, hoping to get there before the man was killed. "I thought I'd aimed it correctly" he said aloud to himself while hurrying to catch up. He was closing the distance between them and was positive he'd get to him before the impact, but when he was an inch away from him the man shot a ki blast at him which he only just barely dodged. The blast had slowed him down considerably and he could only watch as the man connected with the stalagmite and it pierced through him.

Gohan stared at the man as he stayed there dangling from the ceiling, he didn't understand, why would he fire a ki blast at him when he had been trying to save him? Sure they were enemies but neither one had been trying to kill each other. He flew up to where the man was, intending to pull him from there and lie him on the ground, he couldn't leave him there. But as he reached out a hand to get him the mans' head shot up and he looked straight at Gohan.

"That tickled" he told the surprised half-Saiyan with a lightness in his voice.

"WHAT!?" Gohan sputtered.

Pan was extremely bored, there was nothing in here to do and she knew she'd be staying here for awhile. 'Why isn't Dad coming to get me?' she thought sadly, surely he must have realised what had happened to her, Goten and Trunks by now so she couldn't understand why he wasn't here beating up the bad guys and rescuing her. He wouldn't leave her... would he? She was worried that he would leave her because he was mad at her for stowing away on the ship, even though that wasn't entirely her fault.

Was he teaching her a lesson? No, he wouldn't do that, he's been overprotective of her since the moment he'd found her on the ship, actually when she thought about it her dad had always been overprotective when it came to her.

So where was he? Pan tried thinking of reasons as to why he wasn't here, 'Maybe he's still trying to find us, or maybe he's out there beating up the bad guys who took us. But... what if they captured daddy as well? And Veggie and Mr Piccolo' tears formed in her eyes as she thought about the idea of them being locked up in a cell like her, if that did happen then nobody would save them and they'd all probably be killed.

That was another thing that she unwillingly thought about, what if her dad and the others had come here to rescue them and they fought against the enemies and lost, what if her dad was already dead? She didn't want to think about it, she'd never had to think about it before because she hadn't had to deal with any life or death situations before, not like her dad had when he was just four years old. This was her first one and she couldn't handle it, she wasn't strong or brave, she was a scared five year old girl who just wanted to go on an adventure with her dad. And now it looked as though she'd never see her dad again.

Right now she was currently sat crossed legged on the floor next to where the cell door was, drawing pictures in the sand with her index finger. She hadn't seen anyone in hours now and no one had brought her food for awhile so she could only listen as her stomach growled from hunger, did these people not know that Saiyans' had to be well fed?

"I wonder if he'll give me food, he won't let me starve" she said to herself, feeling hopeful. But then she remembered that it was he who had ordered Larkin to lock her away and her hopefulness deflated instantly, she was still confused about everything that had happened in the other room. She didn't understand what was happening, and why were they all being locked up?

Pan finished the drawing she had done of her mum and dad with her in their arms, granted it looked nothing like them but she knew what it was supposed to represent, her family. She missed them, she missed her mum, grandma, Granddad, Bulma, Uncle Goten, Trunks, Mr Piccolo, Vegeta, Grandpa... and she missed her dad.

She got up from the floor and dusted the sand off her Gi then looked towards the path that led away from the holding cells with one thought on her mind, a silent plea, 'Please don't die daddy!"

What was going on, 'He should be dead' Gohan was thinking as he watched the man pull himself off of the stalagmite, grunting with the effort. Something was definitely wrong here, no matter how strong you are; if you get pierced through the chest you're dead, so why wasn't he? Gohan knew that this guy wasn't normal but this was far beyond anything he would have thought possible.

The man had finally freed himself and was now checking out the large hole in his chest as if this was a casual occurrence, certainly nothing to fuss over, it didn't even seem to have injured him at all which only confused Gohan more.

"What are you?" he asked the man in a perplexed manner of speaking which caused the man to stare at him with a wounded expression on his face, clearly finding what the half-Saiyan asked offensive.

"Well that's a bit of a rude thing to ask don't you think? Saiyans aren't exactly common on my planet yet you don't see me looking at you as if you're abnormal"

"... At least I look normal" Gohan argued.

"Not to me you don't" he responded while looking Gohan up and down with a look of revolt painted on his face. Now it was Gohans' turn to be offended as he suddenly felt insecure, what was this guys problem? A lot of girls found him attractive when he was in high school.

"Can you stop staring at me like that you're creeping me out" he asked the man with as much dignity as he could muster. The man huffed and folded his arms across his chest, he narrowed his eyes at the Saiyan as he realised what his train of thought at the moment was.

"I wasn't checking you out if that's what you're worried about, you're just a weird human saiyan... thing. Er... are you a boy or a girl?"

"I'm a man!" Gohan shouted indignantly.

"Oh sorry, hard to tell" the man responded airily, he went back to staring at the hole in his chest and completely ignored the fact that his opponent was stood right in front of him waiting for either an explanation or for the fight to continue on. Gohan stood there looking incredulous, 'Are all of them crazy?' he asked himself while scratching the back of his head.

Meanwhile back where Piccolo and the female fighter were a huge fight was ensuing between the two, though so far it seemed like they were both evenly matched with no one having the upper hand. Piccolo hammered his elbow down on the females' head which sent her rocketing down towards the ground, but she steadied herself and slowed her descent until she stopped completely just above the ground.

He pelted down to where she was, ready to attack, but it seemed that she had been expecting him to do that. When he came close enough to her she flew up to meet him the rest of the way then wrapped her hands around his neck to stop him from moving away and kneed him in his groin. Piccolo bent over as pain enveloped him, that was foul play!

The female leaned down to the Namekians ear, "I bet that hurt" she whispered with amusement. She dug her long pointy nails into his neck and dragged them downwards, leaving deep cuts in their wake. Thick purple blood cascaded down his neck and back in large quantities, she hovered over his neck and licked the liquid that was gushing out of him which caused him to jerk away quickly.

Piccolo saw her making an advance towards him so he quickly fired a succession of ki blasts at her to distract her then stretched his arm out, expanding its size and making it long enough to reach her. It coiled around her stomach tightly and she tried breaking free by raking her nails across his arm, but he ignored the pain it brought and slung her across the room.

A loud 'CRACK' was heard as she crashed into one of the walls, she fell to the floor hard and was crushed as giant rocks broke off the wall and tumbled on top of her, squishing her to the floor.

Knowing that wouldn't finish her off Piccolo kept his guard up and waited for her to emerge from all of the rocks and rubble, after a few minutes of waiting around she still hadn't emerged so he flew down, placed both his palms outstretched in front of him and started blasting everything in the surrounding area, trying to weed her out.

Explosions were happening all around as he continued firing, thick black smoke billowing everywhere obscuring his vision of what was happening down below. Which turned out to backfire on him as he couldn't see the woman as she charged up through the smoke towards him, apparently not having any difficulty seeing where she was going. She slammed into him with her arm dragging him back by the neck, leading him to a different area of the room that would give her a bit of an advantage, not that she needed it.

When she was satisfied with her surroundings she flung him to the floor and he rolled to a stop right next to a crater filled with water. She walked over to him slowly while he was on his hands and knees making his way back to his feet, then when she was right in front of him she sent her heel into his face as quick as a flash which made him roll onto his back on the floor. He was about to get back up but she stopped him by pressing her heel into his stomach deep, drawing blood.

She clicked her fingers and the next thing he knew his arms and legs were encased in rock, stopping their mobility altogether. It was like the earth was bending to her will just like it had with the man who was currently fighting Gohan. Well that answered one thing, those two were definitely of the same species, the question was; what species are they?

With the rocks holding him securely the woman grabbed him by the two tentacle-like things at the front of his head and dragged him up to her eye level. He cried out in pain as he dangled there, his feet hovering over the ground. The only thing keeping him up was her grip on his tentacles which was excruciatingly painful for him.

"You're not much of a talker are you" she commented while studying the Namek before her.

Before he could say anything she lifted up her hand and pointed her right index finger at him, an inch away from where his heart was located, then with an evil smile she sent a blast from her finger straight through him in one fell swoop. Blood spurted from his mouth and his eyes widened in shock, his body felt numb and weak but he refused to pass out from this.

She threw punch after punch at him and laughed as each one connected with his body, she then drilled her fist into the newly made wound he was wearing which caused his body to spasm and him to cry out, 'This is fun' she thought to herself happily while continuing her assault.

Like everything that's repetitive, it gets boring after awhile so once she had decided she was done throwing punches at him she took a step back from him, letting him stand back on his own feet briefly, then she got into a stance and began powering up a bit. Happy with the amount of power she was exerting now she stopped and sent all her built up power shooting towards Piccolo who couldn't dodge it because of the rocks still encasing his limbs.

The excess of power caused a wind to stir in the room but the one who was affected most was Piccolo as he shot backwards through the air, luckily for him a large boulder stopped him from being blown away as he flew right into it before going face first to the floor with a 'thud'. The impact of his fall caused the rocks holding him to crumble and break, shattering at either side of him and freeing his arms and legs.

Getting back to his feet slowly Piccolo took notice of all the injuries he had sustained in this fight, which granted was not much compared to previous fights he'd had in the past, but still more than he should be receiving. He eyed the woman opposite him with curiosity, trying to work out what was happening here.

Piccolo didn't understand, for some reason he wasn't able to fight as well as he was capable of and it wasn't just him, judging from how all the other fights were going it appeared none of them were able to fight to the best of their abilities. He shouldn't be getting beaten this badly not when he had all those years of fighting under his belt.

But also judging from the lack of attacks they were all inflicting to them it seemed like they were holding back a lot, so if that was the case, if they were getting beaten this badly and their opponents weren't even trying then that would mean bad news for them when they eventually start fighting seriously, it looked as though they all had no chance of winning.

"So, what do you think? Am I strong?" the female asked him while composing herself by flattening her hair which had gone all over the place from the wind she'd caused, she knew herself that she was strong but she had never really been in a proper fight before now so she was quite excited to be fighting him, even though he was extremely weak compared to her. She couldn't help going easy on the weak Namek, if she didn't then the fight would be over way before she had any fun or even showed a glimpse of her true power.

"You're annoying I'll give you that" Piccolo answered while wiping the blood from his neck and fiddling with something inside his Gi . The woman laughed at his response, happy to see that she was getting on his nerves. Deciding to stall some more she watched as he began to pop something in his mouth - it looked like a bean to her - then started making small talk with him,wanting to push his buttons, much to his annoyance.

"You know, it's weird that you're here fighting with me when you should be with all the other worthless Namekians, locked up. I thought we'd taken care of all your kind... although having said that, since you're an experienced fighter and you were stupid enough to willingly challenge us to a fight I'd gather you're not from any of the villages we... visited, otherwise we'd have seen you out there causing a ruckus"

"Humph you're smarter than you look, though it's kind of hard to tell what you actually look like with that cloak on so I can't say for sure. I'm a Namekian obviously but I'm not from this planet" Piccolo explained to her.

"Really?" she questioned in mock interest, not bothered in the slightest about his life story.

"Halev, stop making conversation with him and do what we came here to do" Larkin shouted up to her in a grumpy manner but unfortunately for him she was refusing to listen to him, instead choosing to listen as the Namek went on and on about his life and how powerful he'd become in the last recent years.

Larkin wasn't the least bit pleased, he had orders to capture the remaining three and instead of taking things seriously and getting the job done his lackeys - minus Donage - were messing around with them. He understood that there was no reason to see them as a threat but if they didn't hurry this up soon then they would have a threat on their hands, one who they couldn't deal with.

He'd had enough of watching them fool around, taking a deep breath he shouted as loud as he could so they could all hear him. "WE'RE ON A DEADLINE!". That seemed to do the trick as all three of his lackeys' froze what they were doing and turned to where Larkin was standing back by the stone bridge, all looking suddenly terrified.

"Enough fooling around with them, in case you haven't noticed we only have a certain amount of time before he comes to see what's taking so long, this isn't a game and we don't have time to play with them. Do what we were ordered to do and capture them, NOW!" Larkin ordered them, emphasizing 'he' to get his point across. It worked as they all nodded an understanding quickly then turned back to their opponent, losing all traces of airiness and calmness at once.

The Z-Warriors prepared themselves for what was about to come save for Vegeta who had already caught a glimpse of them fighting seriously as he had been fighting Donage, and he hadn't held back his power one bit. Things were about to get serious here and they knew that they couldn't hold back anything either.

Another hour gone by - she guessed - and still no one had come for her, Pan was starting to give up on the idea that her dad was coming to get her, time was slowly ticking away and doubt had infiltrated her mind each second that had passed. She'd lost count of how many times she'd cried while trapped here, especially when the reality hit her that no one was here to comfort her or reassure her that everything was going to be fine.

Pan had spent most of her time here feeling sorry for herself, she was five she was allowed to. But when she thought about it; it really wasn't so bad here, yeah she was lonely and scared but nothing bad had happened to her... yet.

Once or twice she thought she heard her dads' voice yelling but when she didn't here it again she figured that she was just imagining it, wanting to hear her daddy's voice again. After that she would keep herself busy drawing in the sand to distract her from the loud noises coming from a different area of the ship. If she had to guess she'd say they sounded like a fight or fights were taking place, but then she'd start thinking it was her dad that was out their fighting and she'd get hopeful, until more time passed and she was still alone.

Right now she was in the middle of drawing her Uncle, he had spiky black hair that stuck out all over the place, his face didn't look the same as his actual one but she didn't care, she loved all her drawings she'd done during her stay here. She had a little gallery now of the whole family and of family friends but she still had some more to do, there was still Mister Roshi, Oolong, Yamcha, Tien...

"Now what's a little girl like you doing in a place like this?"

Pan jumped with fright and spun round to see who had said that, she was frightened that something bad was going to happen to her. But when she turned and got a good look at the one who was talking to her she smiled and tears started forming in her eyes, she was so happy.

"Mr Piccolo!"

"Sorry little one but I'm not this Piccolo guy you've got me confused with, though since you're mistaking me for him that must mean he's a Namek like me?" Pan nodded her head to answer his question, a little put out that this man wasn't her daddy's friend.

He smiled warmly at her to show her that he wasn't a threat which seemed to relax her considerably. Chuckling at her behaviour he held up something so she could see what it was, it was the key for the cell door that she was in.

"What do you say we get you out of here?"

Well that was chapter 9 hope you enjoyed reading it.

Next time: Chapter 10 - Breaking Out! I don't know when the next chapter will be uploaded but when I do know it'll say on my profile.