Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Price of Power ❯ Confession ( Chapter 16 )

Price of Power

Second Half

By AMCM74

Chapter 16 - Confession

Gohan stepped forward with a threatening motion. "What are you trying to tell me?" The dark eyes pinned on the familiar marks on Trunks' neck that only a Saiyan, or their mate could identify. "Are you saying you have bonded with my daughter?"

Trunks walked around the desk. He refused to back down to Pan's father. No man would let his only daughter go to a mate not worthy and incapable of defending her. Trunks was willing to prove he was capable of doing just that. "Yes, Pan is my mate now, but her fate is up to you."

Gohan clenched his fists so hard the knuckles were turning white. "I should kill you, you evil bastard."

"That would only cause Pan pain." Trunks waved his finger at Gohan as if he were nothing more than a child. "I will not tolerate seeing her harmed, even by you." The Saiyan Prince leaned back on his desk regarding his new father in law carefully. He tipped his head back to the ceiling and looked thoughtful.

"What do you want?" Gohan growled. Trunks had him backed into a corner. A bond could not be broken. It was possible Pan was, in fact, eternally linked to the man before him. No matter how much that thought turned his stomach there was nothing he could do. "Aside from the obvious." The raw venom in Gohan's tone conveyed his irritation more successfully than his narrow eyes.

Trunks looked up with fake innocence in his blue eyes. "Whatever do you mean?" Then tossed out causally. "Dad?"

Gohan lurched forward and then stopped. The battle that raged within him was tearing him apart. Rage was like black waves, blotting out his vision for long anguished moments. Before he drew a deep cleansing breath and gained control again. "I hate you." Gohan spat. "You have kidnapped, raped, and tortured my daughter in the past." All the anger he felt was bottled deep in his being slipped out through his words. "Why did you have to do this to her? Don't you think you hurt her enough?"

Trunks stood up straight. All his sense heightened senses on alert. "I have never raped Pan!" Of all the things he was prepared to be accused of, this was certainly not one of them.

"Liar!" Gohan threw back. "You worthless, lying sack of shit! I saw her, when she returned from Vegeta. I have been here with her since. She was suffering so badly from the damage you have inflicted on her, she wouldn't even speak to her own mother!" Gohan tore his eyes away from the cocky young Prince. The sight of him was enough to clench Gohan's stomach. The turbulent emotions making him want to wretch. "Now you've bonded with her." Gohan was shaking as the dark locks fell over his face. It was not just Trunks he raged at. It was himself. He had failed to protect Pan. Just like his father had failed Goten. He was doomed to relive that horror, and he welcomed it. Seeing that tortured look in his wife's eyes is just what he deserved for thinking he could pass on this cursed blood. "How did you do it? It must make you feel like a big man to strap her to you like this! What no women left on Vegeta desperate enough to have your ass?"

It was Trunks' turn to fly into a rage. He didn't know what he was expecting from his meeting with Son Gohan, but this was not it. Raised as the Prince of Saiyan no one had ever dared speak to him in the tone Gohan used now. Trunks grabbed Gohan's jacket and rammed the man against the wall. Every part of his being was begging him to demonstrate just why his family had ruled Vegeta-sei over the Saiyan race for centuries.

Gohan didn't dare move. If he tried to fight back he was certain he would not stop at merely beating the pompous brat. "Go ahead prove what a bastard you are! Hit me while I am defenseless against you! Show me how much you care about my daughter! COME ON! HIT ME!"

Trunks dropped Gohan almost immediately a horrified look passing over his regal features. He watched Gohan closely as he stepped back clenching and unclenching his hands. "No one has ever dared speak to me like that." Trunks stared at the ground. Adjusting to this planet, his new place here, his new role in life, was taking its toll on him. It was hard on Pan being newly bonded to him, but it was hard on him too. He was trying to do for her what she refused to do for him.

"Get used to it!" Gohan brushed his shoulders to smooth out his jacket. "It's nothing compared to what my daughter is going to do to you."

"I did not rape her." Trunks said firmly. The icy blue eyes locking on the older man. "I would not do that to any woman."

Gohan left out a humorless bark of laughter "You expect me to believe that she came to you of her own free will?"

"I tell you she did!" Trunks replied, sliding a menacing glare at Gohan "Just ask her!"

Gohan grabbed the doorknob as he answered, `I already did. May be you should look up the word consensual in our dictionary. It probably has a different meaning on your planet." SLAM.

Trunks was shaking. Had Pan really claimed he raped her? Was that what everyone here thought of him. With a shout of rage he punched the wall. How could she do this to him?

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Garron patted his hands together as he watched the flowers waving in the wind. He was completely unaware of the tension around him. All that mattered to him was the bottle on the ground next to him, and the pretty colors that flashed in the sunlight. Life was good, and he was happy.

Marron looked from her son to Pan. "So this had to have happened recently?"

Pan pulled the grass out of the ground in clumps and threw it. "Yes, err, no… AHAHAH I have no idea." She buried her head in her lap, clasping her arms over it. "I don't remember seeing him since we left Vegeta-sei, and I know he had not marked me there. He wanted to, but he didn't get the chance." Pan whined, "Marron, What is happening to me?"

"We have to be prepared for the worst." Marron sighed, and leaned back.

"Which would be…" Pan stalled. "WHAT?" Pan flipped to her back. Since she had realized she was bonded, her edginess had increased. She knew that her primitive soul was reaching out to Trunks. It was starting to reflect in her physical being, demanding to find him and keep him close.

"That Trunks is on Earth." Marron finally gave voice to her worst fear. "That he took the time, and the care to mark you can only mean he still plans on getting that heir of his from you." Marron said tactlessly

"Gee Thanks." Pan muttered "And here I was starting to think it was my girlish charm."

"This is not a joking matter, PAN!" Marron jumped up. She wanted to worry about Pan's situation, but the danger Garron was in, was the only thing to come to mind. "If he can get close enough to you to bond without you realizing it, what's next?"

"Next?" Pan climbed to her feet. "What could possibly be worse than being marked, bonded, and claimed for all eternity by your family's worst enemy?" Marron paled and Pan pressed. "Go ahead and tell me."

"Fine I will!" Marron swept Garron up in her arms. Turning angry and pained eyes on Pan she let lose the secret dread. "Losing my son to them. I don't know if you have realized this Pan, but Garron is as much a Saiyan as you are. They will try and take him from me. Goten will...." Marron hugged the child close. He began to cry and struggled to be free of the overprotective arms of his mother. "I don't know what he will do. I know that Garron would stand between him and Princess Bra. He won't like that. To top it off, he hates me. There is no telling what he might do."

"You think he would harm a baby?" Pans gasped at Marron. "Garron is his son too. I don't think he would ever hurt him." She looked to the ground pondering Marron's words. "But you are right. King Vegeta would never allow another Demi free rein in the universe, especially, here on the Earth. We are getting to numerous for his comfort. The tide of power is changing, and Garron only adds to that threat."

"I don't know what to do." Marron held back her tears. They were starting to soak her son's shirt. Her next words were spoken with a softness that Pan had never heard from Marron before. "If Goten comes for him, I can't fight him. I will lose no matter what I try."

Pan touched her friends arm gently. All the times that Marron had been there for Pan came flooding back. When she had thrown herself in Goten's pod, it had been for Pan's benefit. "You will keep Garron and remain right here on Earth, I swear it."

"I don't see how you can promise me that." Marron sniffed looking away so Pan would not see the doubt in her eyes. "But you have never let me down before."


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Gohan let the door slam behind him. "DAMN that arrogant son of a bitch."

Videl startled and looked up. "Meeting went badly did it?" She tried to joke, but Gohan was not in the mood. She had not seen him in such a snit for a long time. Rolling her eyes she came to her feet. She had best try talking him out of it. "It can't be that bad, dear."

"No it could not be worse." Gohan tossed his jacket to the nearby chair. "Take a guess who is heading up Capsule Corporation, these days?"

"Mr. Briefs?" Videl spun seeing a muscle in Gohan's cheek twitch. He really was angry.

"Yeah, Mr. Briefs." Gohan almost choked on the name. "Our Mr. Briefs' grandson, I am the all powerful Prince of the Saiyan race, and I can do what ever the hell I want to do, Trunks Briefs" Gohan growled kicking the chair across the room.

"OH MY SWEET DENDE" Videl clamped her hand over her mouth as Gohan continued.

"Oh and don't let me forget the ever important `And there is nothing you can do to stop me because I have bonded with your daughter!'"

Videl shook her head. "Bonded with Pan. Are you sure?"

Gohan looked around the room, his eyes seeking one thing. "I will be, as soon as I find her."

The door opened as if on cue, and Pan stood there looking right at her father. His face turned serious. "Pan, I need to see your neck, honey." He watched her face fall. Marron stood behind her holding Garron, an equally nervous expression on her face. Gohan felt a chill despite the hot evening "You already know what I am looking for don't you, Pan?"

Pan dropped her head and nodded. Marron stepped around Pan and walked into the room. She set the baby on the floor and pulled him out another bottle despite the fact it was not near his feeding time. Garron was not about to argue. He hefted the bottle in his chubby little hands and popped it right into his mouth. No one had to tell him twice.

"When did he do it, Pan?" Gohan walked over and embraced his daughter. It felt right to hold her at a time like this. It was hard on him realizing his bay girl was no longer his. She did in truth belong to another man, and one he didn't approve of. He led her over to a chair and sat he down. Pan still remained silent. "Pan, I am not going to get angry with you. There is no point to it. You understand about a Saiyan bond, don't you? "

Pan looked up into her father's eyes. "That it is unbreakable, and that I can never be any where, but at Trunks side?" She saw the flash of fear run across his eyes and it was echoed in her own. "Yes daddy, I knew that on Vegeta-sei."

Gohan sighed, "We believe that is why Vegeta left your grandfather here. Taking him back to Vegeta to be a solider probably would have eventually killed him. I suppose they could have taken mom as well, but we never questioned them about it. We were all too grateful at the prospect of being left in peace." Gohan lifted his hand to rub his aching head. "Then Goten was born, and they took him. That was a very bad day."

"What about Bulma Briefs?" Marron asked angrily "Did anyone consider her part in all this. She has been hostage on Vegeta for almost her entire life."

Gohan looked up at Marron. "Did your father ever tell you that Vegeta taking Bulma was all my fault?" Both girls let out a sound of complete shock. "It's true. King Vegeta was about to kill my father, so I attacked, but the attack drained me of all my energy. So Bulma shielded me from Vegeta, not that she could have done any good. It was then he noticed her for the first time. I don't know what he was thinking, if he was angry at my attack, or Goku's disobedience, or if he was immediately infatuated with Bulma. Maybe it was all those things. He took her and in the end it has doomed us all."

Pan knew what he was talking about. Her father's thinking was always arrow straight and right now all he could think of was Trunks. "Where did you see him? If it had been here I would have known." There was no longer any use in denying it. She has been reaching out to him all day. The separation from him was already getting to be a nagging discomfort. She was sure he felt it too. Where ever he was. Which left her to wonder why he wasn't already there?

"He was at Capsule Corps today. It looks like he is being groomed to take over the company." Gohan informed her. He never took his eyes from the girl, no woman, before him. That was what she was. Pan had become a woman and he had not even noticed it. Damn it, he wanted his baby back.

"Take over Capsule? Did I hear you right?" Marron slid into a chair. Things were not boding well for her either. "How could he have managed that?"

"Actually Bulma's father is Mr. Briefs, the original president of Capsule Corporation. If Trunks has a right to it." Gohan muttered under his breath. "Lucky son of a bitch. Prince on one planet, multi-billionaire business man on another."

Pan stood up, a grim look of determination on her features. "I have to go to him." Now that she knew where he was, and how to find him, she could hardly stand still.

" I would rather you not go just yet, but I have a bond and understand what you are feeling right now." Gohan grabbed her wrist. "Pan, you be careful. Remember under the new cloths and new style he is sporting around, he is still the same Saiyan Prince you faced on Vegeta-sei."

Pan nodded and kissed her father's cheek. "Thank you father." Gohan was right. Trunks was not to be trusted, bond or no bond.

"Pan, there is one more thing." Gohan blushed a bit. "Now that you are newly bonded it might send you into..." He was having trouble saying it, so he blurted it out "You are going to go into a Saiyan heat soon. Trunks' Saiyan blood will not be able to deny you anything while you in this state. Try to keep your head and manipulate him the best you can."

Pan frowned. She could already feel the truth in his words. It was voice loudest in the gentle shaking of her body. She was craving Trunks' body next to hers. "Marron this might be the key to saving Garron." Pam pondered for a moment. "I will do my best." With that she was out the door.

Marron looked over at Gohan. "Do you think she can do it?"

Gohan smiled a bit for the first time since he had entered Capsule Corporation earlier that day. "If his reaction was anything like mine," The dark eyes twinkled and he looked to his mate. Videl blushed furiously. "He's doomed."

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Trunks was fighting off the black rage consuming him. Shortly after Gohan had left, Trunk had call it a day and returned to Capsule's main compound. In his present condition it was for the best. It was better than driving off all the employees. How could she have claimed he had raped her? Not only was it totally untrue, but the memory of her well pleased cried were echoing through his head, and driving him insane. It wasn't fair that he was forced to suffer like this. She was his mate. She should be here with him. Now! He stalked to the door and pulled it open. He was intent on flying over the Son home and dragging his mate out of there with him. If he had to kill her father to do it, then so be it. He stood perfectly still once the door came fully open and stared stunned.

There she stood, the object of his mind's desire. The one being that had plagued his consciousness since he had first seen her. Pan stood before him quietly, her ki suppressed, a definite ambush.

"He told you." Was all Trunks said as he stared at her. He didn't even know how he had managed to form those words. The thoughts that played through his head had nothing to do with the meeting he had with her father. They were more fixated on her. A deep desire to pull her to him assaulted him as she tipped her chin up. Those dark eyes engulfing his will, left him fastened to the floor.

* Yes. * She beckoned him with out a words and he felt his world move. She was speaking to him telepathically, with no coercion on his part. Trunks watched as she unconsciously licked her lips. It was then he was unsure just who was the predator and who was the prey.

* He let you come? * Trunks stepped aside so that she could enter. He knew if he touched her all sense of reason would evaporate. This was his first meeting with Pan as his mate. He wanted to savor it, and her for as long as possible.

Pan stepped around him, entering the portal to her lover's chamber with a serene grace. She turned to face Trunks, and he realized everything about her was different now. She was just as captivating, but she was more at ease. She exuded a air of complete control and calm. The very things he was battling to portray with each action. It was no easy feat taking a will of iron not to merely react to the tempest feelings. "My father couldn't have stopped me. He already knows this, so he didn't try." Pan turned and arched one eyebrow at him. It was clear she was assessing him. A reversal of sorts, that Trunks was unsure what to make of. "Besides, he wants to know the same things I do."

Trunks had to hold himself back from stalking her every move as she slowly toured the bedroom. He was almost dizzy from her presence. The disturbing part was he had never felt this way around a woman before, not even Pan. What was gong on here? "What is that?" Trunks spared glance at her with piercing blue eyes.

"I want to know when you got here." She drifted her hand over the footboard of his bed. Trunks swallowed hard imagining those finger tips, as they had once been before on his naked flesh. "I also want to know why and when you bonded with me?" Pan couldn't help but smile. He did not look nearly as intimidation in a business suit. In fact she was starting to think it was down right funny. Where he had once resembled everything wild and untamed; now he embodied all that was civilized and reformed.

Trunks was taken back. She was so at ease, just standing there smiling, talking to him, and asking him questions. Was this how it was going to be? Was he doomed to live his life forever in this heated frenzy? While she just drifted around him unaffected.

"Trunks?" She stepped closer to him, the dark hair floating around her face with an intoxicating motion. He stepped back and blinked. "Are you alright?"

* I need you." He actually growled as he stressed. *Now * he had held the thought back as long as he could. He watched her face, and she shook her head with an evil grin.

* Answers first. * She stepped back. "Maybe you should show me the kitchen. The answers I want are going to be long a detailed. I don't want any quick explanations just so you can get me into your bed. That will not be tolerated."

Trunks groaned, "So you want something to eat. Well, I can fix that." Turning to look behind him, he yelled. "Grandma!! I'm hungry!!"

Pan blinked. "Do you ever do anything for yourself?"

Trunks growled, "There is one thing I want to do for myself right now, and you're it."