Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Meow ❯ Introductions ( Chapter 14 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters created by the all mighty manga Dende Akira Toriyama. And I do not own any characters from Outlaw Star (used as a reference).

Author Note: This is my first time writing a real fanfic and I am not real sure about it. I would appreciate any input even flames at this point to help me revise this into what it deserves to be. This may be a bit far fetched, so tell me if it is. They're a lot of talking and explaining, but I'll try to have a bit more action in the next one. Anyway I hope you enjoy.

"Meow"

Chapter 14: "Introductions"

"I'm Nasha Lam Lam, and one of the last C'tarl C'tarl in this big wide vast space," said the cat woman walking up to Pan.

"I'm Son Pan. So what is this place," she asked looking around the cell.

"Well this," she said opening her arms. "Is the holding room. When Mardol gets a new 'pet' he has them checked out and sent here until he can find someplace for them. He also does a physical and puts us here if he tries to 'breed' us," she said with disgust. "You're lucky your kind all died out," she said and noticed a sadness in her eyes. "I mean I'm sorry it happened but at least you're not treated like a baby machine."

"What do you mean," said Pan with a scared look in her eyes. "Well my people only get one chance to get pregnant a year and like an ordinary pet he tries to 'breed' me as much as he can."

"Well your kids keep you company right," Pan said hopefully looking a bit scared. Nasha just looked at the ground before meeting Pan's eyes with a look of complete rage and utter sorrow.

"If they're up to C'tarl C'tarl standards then he takes them away and uses them like me with a couple others they've captured. Treating us like damn animals," she yelled holding back tears.

"Can't you just refuse?"

"Yeah and get tortured!" Pan's eyes got really big and she looked really scared, but had to ask.

"What do you mean?" Nasha gave her a look like you-don't-wanna-know. "Please tell me."

"They stick you in a cell the entire time you have to conceive. For me that window is two weeks, and unless you mate you don't get fed. The first time I decided I'd rather starve to death then do that, but when I passed out and waited for death I found myself in the infirmary. They forced fed me through a damn tube," she said clenching her fist. "And the next year before that window opened again, they tortured me over and over again. Sometimes up to a dozen times a day, I never rested, and I couldn't die, they always knocked me out and got me back up to health! These monsters don't see us as anything but pets," she said and held back the threatening tears and falling to her knees.

Pan went over to her and put an arm around her shoulder. She sat there comforting her and when she finally settled down a bit Pan asked the question that was burning inside of her. "What about me where I'm the last of my kind?"

"Well it won't be for long. While they were doing all those tests did you notice they took a lot of blood and stuck a really huge needle into your abdomen, a mean a REALLY long needle?"

Pan gulped but shook her head. "They have cloning down pact for different species. It may take them a while, but they'll eventually start messing with your species. They take your eggs and start messing with DNA and shit and when they get it figured out they make a guy with an accelerated growth thing. Those are just like toys. They grow so fast that they usually only live a year. Used only to start the breeding of species. They grow a new one each year until they have enough of the offspring to stop." Pan felt her face pale quickly and felt like she was going to faint.

"I have fallen into hell," she said softly but her eyes started darting around the room for a way out. She ran up to the door and started scratching with her claws denting the door but not opening it. Before she knew what happened she was laying on the floor with her cheek stinging and the big C'tarl C'tarl standing over her. Pan slowly stood up.

"Thanks I needed that."

"You're welcome." Pan quirked an eyebrow as something registered.

"What if they only find one of a species and it's a male?"

"Well," she said thinking rather hard. "That has only happened once I think, yeah with a reptile guy. I think they took the egg of a compatible species and filled it with his DNA and stuff and mad e a woman. Took them like 5 years and after they made the woman the guy died, kind of ironic if you ask me." Pan looked a little distressed. It was taking her a while to absorb all of this.

"Why don't you take a nap honey?" Pan looked over at the door and back to her. "It's ok, those tests usually take at least a week even on the smallest of species. Just take some time and digest it all." Pan nodded.

"Thank you Nasha," Pan said giving him a hug throwing both of them off guard. With that Pan curled up on one of the cots in the room and fell asleep. 'It'll take me a week of sleeping to absorb all that's happened today,' thought Pan as she fell into a deep sleep.

"What the fuck were they," Trunks yelled in frustration continuously walking around the room even though Goten said he was going to wear a rut in the floor.

"Trunks," came Bra's sleepy voice. She was lying on the couch with her head on Goten's knee trying to take a little nap. "Mon said she had some connections and would find out. You can't do anything about it yet so either sleep or let the rest of us get some sleep," she said screaming the last part out almost waking Gohan who slept on the other couch with Videl in his arms. They were all pretty upset about what had happened today.

A group of aliens lands on Earth takes away someone they all loved and no one has a clue who they are or what they wanted with Pan. Trunks shut up but continued pacing the floor for hours. Eventually Bulma came into the room looking as tired as Trunks. Trunks attacked her as soon as she came in the room.

"Who are they? Where is she? What did they do with her? Did they hurt her," he said in one long sentence finally stopping for some air and to have his mother yell at him to shut up for a second waking everyone else up.

"Well I have some news," she said and gestured for everyone to follow her into her lab. She typed a few things in a computer and an older man in his late 50's or early 60's came up. "This is Pacal. Gohan, Krillin and I met him while going to Namek to find the dragonballs. I have been doing some trading with him since then. I asked him about those three and he was able to find this for me," she said typing in a few more commands and a picture of the four came up. "They are a group of bounty hunters. I checked on the computer already and no one was trying to kill Pan. So I asked Pacal again and he gave me a contact for some other bounty hunters. They said they would dig up some stuff and find Pan for us, and for a little more money would go on a rescue mission for her. I just employed them and they took the job." Trunks sighed a bit in relief and frustration. There was nothing he could do for her.

"What if they screw up? What if she dies? What if they accidentally shoot her," he said almost screaming out the last one.

"Trunks," Bulma screamed. "I made it perfectly clear to them that we just want them to find her, not rescue her, not even attempt to go near her unless necessary. We're just trying to find her. They said they'd update me around 8 PM our time every night. So for now all we can do is wait." Trunks sighed but knew his mother was right.

But he just didn't feel right without her. He felt incomplete, like someone had just ripped him apart and taken half of him. He hadn't noticed, but he had made his way to his room. He sat on the bed looking out his window at the moon. "Panny, my Pan, where are you," he asked the moon as the first of a lot of tears began to fall.

'Panny.' She bolted up in the cot. "Trunks?" 'I could have sworn I heard him.'

"So you're finally awake," said Nasha. "But why do you want Trunks?"

"Oh," she said blushing. "Sorry that's just my boyfriend's name. She took a deep breath finally digesting it all. "Nasha do you remember your life before you came here?"

"Nope," she said sitting up on her cot. "I was only about 4 when they brought me here. I remember a little of my mother, but my dad was killed when frieza took it over like so many other poor souls in this place." Pan sighed at the sound of the tyrant her grandfather ha defeated and thought of all of those people he had saved from this place. 'So I'm going to be someone's pet the rest of my life I don't think so. As soon as I'm out of this cell I'm outta here.' Pan sat up but fell right to the floor with a loud smack.

"Oh Dende honey, are you ok," said Nasha coming over and helping her up.

"Yeah I don't know what came over me. Her face suddenly turned green and she ran for the toilet throwing up numerous times until she was sure she was empty of all foods she had eaten in the last week.

"What the hell was that," said Nasha. "I've never seen anyone throw up like that."

"Well when it's your first pregnancy morning sickness can really get to you." Pan didn't realize what she'd just said until Nasha's eyes got as big as plates.

"You're pregnant," she said wide eyed. "I thought you were new here."

"Umm...I am," said Pan blushing furiously. It took Nasha a second before she put two and two together.

"Oh man he is not going to like that one bit. How far along are you," she said with a little fear in her voice.

"Well about 7 weeks or almost two months."

"Yeah but I mean how long do your pregnancies last?"

"Well," Pan said looking around the room. "Are there cameras or recorders around here?"

"There are cameras, but they don't have sound on them," she said looking a bit confused. Pan dragged Nasha over to a corner of the room away form the door.

"I lied, I'm not a saiyan," she said getting a what-the-fuck look from Nasha. "I mean I am, but I'm 1/4th saiyan. I lied. There were four full blooded saiyans left after Frieza blew the planet up. But once Prince Vegeta and his two lackeys found out my grandpa was still around they went after him and tried to take over the world and kill everyone and everything. But my grandfather, my father, and their friends killed tow of them and spared Vegeta's life. Later on after a lot of fighting they both ended up living on Earth and having families. I lied to them about that hoping to save my family."

"All you did was buy them time," Nasha said blankly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean they took tons of blood samples, they'll eventually find out that your only a 4th!"

"Shit," said Pan realizing the flaw in her plan. "I have to get out of here and help them somehow."

"Wait hold on first. You didn't answer my question, how long do saiyan pregnancies last?"

"Well from what Vegeta told me they actually lasted about 3 months," said Pan looking at her tiny pudge of fat starting to grow. "But humans go 9 months. So when the saiyan kids that were half and half were born it only took like 5 months, so it should take me 4."

"Wait shouldn't it be 5 months?"

"It would be if it was 1/8th saiyan."

"Wait you mean! You slept with the prince's son? Man you had it good."

"Not only sleeping with him but," she held out her ring. But Nasha just stared at it with a confused look.

"It's an engagement ring, it means he asked me to marry him."

"Oh," she squealed. "So your kid is going to be what? Like ¾ saiyan?"

"Yeah somewhere around there."

"Ok well that's good though, I thought a tragedy was about to strike."

"What do you mean?"

"Well he doesn't like other blood mixing when it comes to his 'Pets,' and on a few occasions where some have come in pregnant like you he's forced them to have an abortion."

"Oh my god that's murder!"

"Around here that's all there is. You're no longer a person, you're just a toy for him to play with."

"Wait, you're kid is going to be ¾ saiyan right?"

"Yeah," said Pan questioningly.

"Shit. Pan you could get your child taken away!"

"What," Pan screamed not caring if someone did hear them.

"Remember what I said about how they took my kids away from me? If it is saiyan enough they'll take it from you!" Pan felt the color drain from her face. 'They're going to take my baby! Our baby! The baby of Trunks and I?!' She felt tears welling up in her eyes.

"Wait," said Pan snapping out of it. "What do you mean if it's saiyan enough?"

"I mean if it has enough traits. You know the tail the ears if it's a girl, the spiky black hair..."

"YES," Pan screamed again.
"What the hell was that all about," said Nasha.

"I may not have her taken away! On Trunks side of the family they have this dominant trait where all of their kids have blur to purple hair. My daughter is going to have purple hair!"

"How do you know that? And how do you know it's a girl?"

"Another saiyan trait," said Pan winking. "She knew she was in danger and was able to contact me about it through dreams."

"Whoa, sorta creepy isn't it?"

"Of course not it's my daughter!"

"Ok ok I'm sorry I said anything. Either way he's going to try and breed you eventually."

"No he's not," Pan said sternly.

"And why not," asked Nasha.

"Because I'm escaping and you're coming with me."

Will Pan and Nasha escape successfully? What about poor Trunks back on Earth? Will Pan have her daughter taken from her? And where are those damn bounty hunters? In the next chapter: "A Plan."

AN: Seriously tell me if this idea is a bit too far fetched because I had a bit of a dream like this and wasn't sure about it. Anyway, I don't know if I'll be able to post a chapter for tomorrow because it's my friend Brandon's birthday, but I'll try.