Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Sacred Jewel ❯ Again We Meet ( Chapter 6 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Trunks turned to the right, where his door was, to see his mother standing there. His hand reached to where his heart was.

"Mother, you surprised me."

The older woman walked to her son and held him, " I apologize my son. Now what is this I hear? You wonder if you are exactly like your father? "

"Yes mother, you see father. He is merciless, but I wonder about me. I haven't been in a situation to know how I would react. Everything is always planned out for no work, anything or me. Since father is not deceased I don't have to worry about any money problems. I just wonder."

The woman nodded in understanding. "Son, I do believe you are like your father, in a special situation. I also believe the reason why you believe that you never been in a situation is because you always waved it off. Your father is like this because he always has a special situation."

Trunks nodded as his mother explained. " I see mother, I see very clearly, Thank you."

"You're welcome my boy, now I don't know what plan your father is scheming because I am a woman folk, but I'm sure it's for a good cause"

Trunks mother smiled and turned toward the door and walked out.

Trunks slowly got off the bed and walked to the rest room. He glanced at his reflection he needed to shave. He walked to the chambers door and called out

"Servant!"

A servant immediantly went to him, "Yes sir?"

"Please bring in warm water and my razor."

The girl bowed and went to fulfill her duty.

Trunks went back to his bed and sat down. So he would react the same way like his father if given the chance. But be as cruel as his father? The only way he knew he would react that way is if it was something personal. Other wise he would wave it off and laugh.

Just like she should now, but like his mother said. He was his father's son and his fathers blood ran to him every waking second and sooner or later the genes were going to kick in and he would just like his father.

But his father was like this all the time, would he do the same? All the time he would be ruthless, threaten his kids? Killing off enemies since childhood or since the beginning of time? Would he try to kill his generations of the family's enemy?

He had always vowed he would keep his hands clean of another human's blood. But now he mother had told him he could react the same way?

"Damn! I keep repeating myself!"

Trunks shook his head; this was all getting too confusing. His brother, his brother was almost exactly like his cursed father. He did not hesitate to hurt someone for his own benefit.

"I'm in a family of cruel mean!"

But the Question was, 'What kind of situation would push him it to his limits?'. So far nothing was so big. Money? No, money could be gained anywhere. Loosing his future place in the council? He doubts that, he would have probably deserved it not to have that seat. Love? Love, now there was an interesting topic. From what he heard none of his family fought for love.

Ah, forget it.

Trunks ran his hand over his face. He would think about this later. He turned to the door the servant had his things. He smiled and went to the door.

***

Pan winced as the man screamed in pain as she tended his burned skin.

"Sir, it's Okay. Please Sir stay still."

Pan stopped what she was doing and turned to where she saw a couple of men.

"Excuse, Good Sir's? Would you please hold my patient down?"

The man nodded and followed Pan to her patient. One held his arms and his feet. Pan quickly then starting tending him. Once done she nodded her thanks to the men who helped her keep the man down. She smiled a sunny smile at her patient.

'I should go to the lake to freshen up'

Pan soon started heading toward the lake. Finally she reached the lake, hidden by trees and animals.

She smiled as she breathed in clean air, no longer inhaling the sent of smoke and sweat. She walked to the clean lake and dipped her finger in it was cool. She out both hands and cup the water; bring it up to her face and drank for it before splashing it on her face.

"I suppose I shall take a bath..." Pan told her and starting stripping her clothes when she felt the hairs on her neck prick.

Someone was here...

"Whoever is here, I ask you show yourself." Pan said firmly, not fastening her clothes.

"Why, Lady Refearick, you too know of Lake Semi-Utopia?" A deep familiar voice rang from behind.

Pan swiftly turned around to find Trunks Kesterin.

"You! What are you doing here?" Pan backed away; the closer she was, even if it was just a few steps. The closer she was, the louder they could hear her cries.

"Why, Lady Refearick, leaving so quick?" Trunks asked, a smirk on his face. He soon started walking to toward Pan. Each step, Pan felt her heart quicken. She soon felt sweat beed down her pale skin.

Her breathing became shallow as he was in front of her.

"Get away from me!!" Pan shrieked, using as much voice as she could. " Father! A Kesterin is here! The Bastard son is here! Father! Brother!! "

She felt Trunks put his hand over her mouth; she bit down on his hand. He pulled it away sharply, touching where she bit him. Pan immediantly started screaming until Trunks lips covered hers....

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