Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Penitent ❯ Dimensions of Gods and Dragons ( Chapter 10 )

Penitent

 

Dimensions of Gods and Dragons

 

 

 

“I am not dead!” The plaintive voice of Goku sounded of the empty halls, which fanned off from the single room where he stood.

 

“It is not as though you have a choice anymore.” The booming voice resounded back.

 

“You gave me the choice and I took it, now I want to, I want you to fulfill your promise…” Goku demanded almost piteously, as to demand from the gods his will.

 

“Quiet, you have hitherto argued with me… Your God has decreed Man, any Man free will… That says the choices they make are theirs to make…not ours to interfere!'

 

“But You gave me the choice and I want it.” Goku argued.

 

 

“We know” and other melodic voice rumbled as loudly. This one had a woman like quality.

 

“Let me speak again to her maybe she will hear me and leave…” he positioned himself for another breach.

 

“Goku…” they warned together…

 

“Please, you have to give me a chance… I am not dead… I can still do more, why should two lives and possible more be lost….You know, the father will sacrifice himself…. A Soul for a soul…You already have the little ones… it is yours… I can live in the shell… make it strong - live and he can take my place here… and learn as you wish”

 

Then almost petulantly Goku added, “you were promised it… the first born… let me go and live among them again…”

 

Suddenly the darkness flooded the once overly bright room. Goku knew he had caused another dilemma with his mannerism. He could not help it; those here never had to deal with a full-embodied person, let alone one like him…

 

His needs wrecked havoc on the dimension and they would be glad to let him go… in exchange for a soul worthy….

 

Only young souls allowed the special considerations to live here….

 

His life for another… the special consideration was now.

 

Pan's son would not survive birth… a predisposition, just a simple death of being born…only to see its mother suckle, then go to eternal sleep….

 

Why Pan was to bear this hardship he was not sure, but he refused to let it happen not when his life could be exchanged.

 

Thus lays the problem he knew of… They could see the fuzzy future… Modern medicine would intervene instead of the gods… for it was not their domain, they were not `in charge' for a lack of a better phrase.

 

The baby would be monitored, and life sustained … but it would be no use….death would come. However, he knew... as the others, where he dwelt knew, that another life would transpose…. Trunks was the problem. Trunks would give his soul for his son…. His soul given for his son; thus the son would live on….

For such a reason, Goku wanted the chance…. Trunks death would lead to a chain of events that would create a hardship with world's defenders….

His death would be unnecessary…His Guilt could not wash away the sins, but death would be the repayment...

In a way, it would be just like him, Goku, to sacrifice for his family to ensure that no one else died…Even if it meant Trunks would not have his atonement.

 

Pan must leave she must go - but how could she when they had found her?

 

Trunks could track the baby's KI even if she hid hers…scarring Pan worked once…. Now it had to be different…

 

 

The twin voices spoke again as light flooded the room once more, “only in dreams can she see the truth.”

 

Typically, of Goku he scratched his head… another riddle baffled him… “Only in dreams” he questioned himself. This time however, the reasonableness of the riddle hit him and a light flicked on in his mind as it had the room. “He would be allowed to speak to Pan in her sleep… In her dreams he would be given the opportunity… he only prayed that she would bring out of her dreams a reality when she woke….

 

 

“When?” he asked aloud.

 

Nevertheless, nothing answered back…

 

That meant that he had figure this one out alone… the best way to solve it would to be what Piccolo-Sama would do… that was meditation…. And he would… his battle was not over…. In addition, he would win… he would get Pan to hear him to see a truth…but to tell her, her baby would die?

 

“You can not tell her that” A voice lighted its way to Goku...

 

“Not tell her? Then what Truth can she know? What Truth can she see without the truth? “I don't get it?” he asked very confused….

 

Nothing, no voice… he was alone… if he were not embodied, he would be able to see more of what they meant… that was another reason for him go… a soul for a soul….

 

What could make Pan leave? He could not tell her son was in danger if she stayed, because that was not the truth…. Trunks would sacrifice himself… so who was he really gong to save? He thought long and hard… and it came slowly… Whose death would he prevent…? Trunks…. That was it… Trunks, not the baby's… but who would believe it? How silly… she had to leave to save Trunks? How could a baby's birth affect Trunks? The Gods and dragons were silent... They would give no more council to him….had to be cool-headed and figure it out … he had to reach Pan and that was only in dreams…

 

He sat down and began to meditate… he would start slow… because this would be very difficult… it would take all of his energy and if ever, only few images would stick to a person in slumber… then could be remembered and used….his first thought was Cool…. `Pan play it cool.'

 

 

 

 

 

Terrible images haunted her dreams that night… Images of baby cries and tears of their family; the dream left her sad. She refused to eat the next morning as her tummy ached….

 

She could not see much of the dreams, but they were not happy ones…

She rubbed her tummy with a worried expression.

 

This would be the first of many restless nights…the utter feeling of loneliness consumed her… She did not tell her mother or father off them, and now she feared to tell Bulma…. Trunks was kept in the darkness, their relationship tottering on the edge of good and not so good… His guilt and her hurt were building up and no one dared to intervene for fear of causing more problems… However, the urge to go away overwhelmed her…. Somehow, she felt the need to leave them, her entire support, her life, and her love. She promised them not to leave… Nevertheless, each day the feeling grew stronger…. Leave…. She must leave…

 

Pan was scared to mention this again… and her doctor Greaves did nothing but prescribe her Ativan…to help her sleep… But she would not pollute her body for her own sanity…. She knew she was sane…

 

They cannot trace me when I leave…. Pan was reluctant to hide away…. They could not follow…. But they would …. Who would know what to do? Who could understand her; help her without stopping her from leaving, because everyone would fight for her to stay, force her to remain, though she knew something terrible would happen if she did...

 

They could trace her monies too…Her own disposition was gaining attention too…. It was at the brink of a confrontation with her family and that settled hard…. `Pan,' she thought to herself … 'Pan Girl you got to play it cool…..'

 

When it came, she awoke with a start. For the first time in a week did she feel rested and sure…. Whatever laid ahead… whatever she planned to do she had to be cool….and she needed help…who could she trust… who would not betray her and keep her there…..Who did she know that had been plagued by feelings and did so by them…feelings that ran deep but yet were not shown… who played it the best??? She wondered….She would hurt them all by leavening…. Who could understand that? One name came to her, it came right away…dare she involve them?