Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Spirit of the Phoenix ❯ First Impressions ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer- Dragon Ball Z is NOT mine. even if I wish it was because they
made pan a whiny brat.. But enough ranting. ill give you the gist of this
story is about and how long it'll be.
This story will be about pans struggles with her emotions and with others.
love, betrayal, pride, stubbornness, battle of wills, and clash of
interests. which side will Pan choose? What will affect these life
depending choices? And who will end up being the true love she's wanted
since she met trunks. but he may not be the one for her. but I warn you.
this will be full of LONG chapters and LONG ongoing. So those with little
or no patience this warning is for you. but I hope you like it anyways. o
well this is my first long fiction so enjoy please.
O and this is mainly dbz but later on you'll see other elements in later
chapters that stem from x-men to just about anything so if you see
something familiar don't be alarmed or surprised
O one more thing is ages (a/n my story, my ages.. reason for ages explained
later)
Pan 17
Trunks 18
Goten 17
Bra 16
Solin (my char) 19
Marron 17

Chapter One
First Impressions
Capsule corp.
Trunks had just come home to capsule corp. only to find no one in sight. He
sighed and went about taking his things inside the house, went upstairs and
put his bag of capsules on the floor in his room. He was not surprised when
he found everything to be the same as he left it. Slowly he proceeded to
the kitchen for a "in between lunch and afternoon snack" snack, when he
heard a noise coming from the separate building which was quite loud. From
what he could discern it was a loud clank and a hissed curse. His eyebrows
shot up at the colorful language and went on his way to see what had caused
such a thing. When he entered the construction building the thing that
grabbed his attention was the huge capsule ship before him. It was utterly
gigantic glowing and almost light catching metallic purple. He was
distracted from his scrutiny of the ship when he heard something muffled...
like a soft whisper. He walked over to study the source of the noise which
he was certain was where he had heard the shout from but when he looked
under the ship side all he saw was some hair dangling down over the edge.
Curious, he semi-crawled under the ship and tugged the hair gently only to
find himself flattened all the way against the opposite wall with a foot
holding his neck in its most uncomfortable place. Which had strangled any
words he might have yelled in reply to the sharp pain in his jaw where the
foot had first landed its attention. He discontinued studying the foot
which had now slackened only slightly and he looked up only to meet with a
set of very relief stricken eyes. The eyes. he was almost certain he had
seen them before. the deep purple and the most emotion telling eyes he had
ever seen. But it couldn't be could it? .
His thoughts were interrupted by the blunt question
"What the hell are you doing sneaking up on someone like that, eh?" was the
black haired, definitely not beating around the bush, woman, and yes woman.
His sigh obviously showed his mountain of the relief, o yes it could be
"Sup pan?" he asked with a signature smirk and only her eyes told of her
knowing smirk.
"I surprised someone finally recognized me since I got back from Namek, all
the others did was asked who I was and why was I talking to them, great
homecoming eh?" she said grimly.
"Yeah, almost as good as being thrown against the wall and the life almost
choked out of you" he once again smirked. Pan only scoffed of his reply not
in the least concerned.
"That's was you get for trying to sneak up on me," she looked almost
thoughtful for a second and then continued, "and since when are you so
fragile, good god, don't be such a baby I'm sure it didn't hurt THAT bad
right strong man?" he had much to say to that little comment, but Trunks
just let it go for now. Finally, he was released from his painful posture
when she graciously removed her foot from his throat (YAY)
"So what are you doing here anyway?"
"What I need a reason to be here?" Pan asked back snidely which a tone only
Trunks himself could have picked up on so fast. o yes, definitely isn't
gonna' be boring around here.
"Well," he started off slowly, "unless you enjoy the pleasure of my fathers
company, seeing as he's most hospitable." which earned a fit of outrageous
laughter coming from Trunks laughing at his own joke and a barely heard
snort from Pan
"It's about time you got back" she said as soon as she could form words
without losing her control over her laughter which was begging to be
released for even just a moment. Slowly she strolled back to the side of
the ship and started to gather the tools to be put away. While he watched
her progress he could help the remark that escaped his lips.
"Glad to know I was missed, eh?" He said playfully and the only answer he
got was a wrench thrown at his head and a barely audible "smart ass"
comment.
"Uncomfortable silence"
"So what are you working on Pan? How to throw a wrench at a poor,
unsuspecting family friend?" he asked innocently
"HA, innocent my ass, bitch!"
"My, my Pan, it seems along with your manners you've forgotten how to act
like a lady" which earned him a quick "BOOT TO THE HEAD" no no, literally a
boot thrown at his head from the bag she was holding with the tools in it.
"OW!!! THAT HURTS YOU KNOW!!!" he cried after the shock had been gone from
his now throbbing skull trying his best to appear offended
This only got him a coy
"No shit, Sherlock." From Pan, who was smirking.
"That really hurt, I'm not just saying that."
"And I don't really care" she said with the evil smirk still held in place
and she started to walk away to outside but stopped and turned her head
just the slightest to add, "and I'm not just saying that." With a
satisfying groan from Trunks she continued on her way outside, Leaving
trunks with his thoughts. 'Yup' he thought 'she definitely isn't a little
girl anymore'. The rambunctious little girl he had known was gone, replaced
by the new Pan. Long dark raven's hair that now fell almost to her ankles,
the dark purple eyes which seemed even darker if at all possible. Not to
mention a flawless complexion and a figure that could only be a woman's
replaced her tomboyish style but still held the power of a well-trained
fighter. Gone was the orange bandana, letting her hair flow free with the
wind that carried its waves of softness along its occasional breezes, and
her usual outfit was gone, replaced by a short, gray hooded sweatshirt with
a pair of loose but tight jeans along with her almost demanded usual.
sneakers. But that wasn't even the most obvious change, if he could even
believe that much. Her attitude had also seemed to have taken a drastic
change. she was no longer, even the slightest bit, unsure of herself. gone
were the timid questions, but the fiery spirit that never, ever would have
admitted defeat in battle or the determined soul that would never have
backed down from a promised, good fight, was still there, placed cleverly
behind a unwavering mask of indifference. But it wasn't like she was hiding
the feelings; she just wasn't expressing them as a normal person would with
all the fluff and banter. And apparently she had no qualms about cussing,
which was fine by Trunks; he hated it when people took the long way around,
as in taking over two hours to say what could be said in less than 30
seconds. Ah yes. Straightforward was a good word or maybe even blunt but
one thing was for sure. Pan Son was nobody's fool, nobody's. Finally
snapped out of his deep thinking and continued his way out of the storage
building. When he reached to entrance, he was once again surprised to find
the very source of his confusion leaning against the outside wall by the
doorway. As he raised his eyebrows in question of her actions, she read his
mind.
"I remember a certain promise someone made to me before he left ever so
abruptly" she stated simply, as if he should already know what she was
thinking. And with a smirk on his face that told her all, she knew he did.
Spar time.
"You could at least let me get something to eat first, you know." He
complained
"Your right, I could, but I'm not going to, seeing as you told me I'd need
all the help I could get when we sparred after your return." She stated as
the vivid memory flooded back to her.
Flashback
"Where are you going this time Trunks and how come I can't come with you?"
,asked a younger and much more vulnerable Pan Son with tears standing in
her eyes that were threatening to run down her small pale cheeks.
"I'm going to another universe with my father to discuss what to do with a
solar system that's been causing a lot of problems for all the other ones.
I promise I'll be back before too long kiddo, come on, and cheer up.",
trunks said with a voice meant to sooth her sadness. And thankfully it
worked and the pools in her eyes dried up with the bright smile that now
occupied her once pouting face.
"Okay, and since your going you have to promise me something for when you
get back", Pan said slyly which had trunks thinking of how much he wanted
to groan at what on earth it could be. But he allowed Pan to continue with
a confirming nod. And with that she took a deep breath and continued.
"As soon as you get back we spar so you can see how strong I've gotten, and
you got to promise that you won't hold anything back okay, please?" pleaded
Pan. Who was now begging him with an disturbingly unwavering look of
determination that promised she would not give in even the slightest bit
until he promised on his own life if need be. Finally he decided to relent
granting her wish with the only two words she would ever have accepted.
"I promise." Trunks said with a voice that rang with a trust that he would
keep it even if it killed him. He would never have even thought of
disappointing such an impressionable child that she had been then.
end flashback
And of course he wouldn't start now.
"Then let's go shorty, eh?" he teased.
"Sorry to say this but I not short anymore I mean c'mon I'm almost as tall
as you. faggot." She slipped in right before he was going to retort and now
he just stood with his mouth open staring at her in shock. Sauntering past
him she looked back at him, waiting for him to start walking again.
It must have been about 9 million replies that trunks had thought of to say
back before that last comment from her but now his mind was as blank as his
expression. Pan, sweet little Pan, who had adored him as a child had just
called him a faggot. finally he gained enough sense to continue walking but
still was not letting it go that easily. When he walked past her he
whispered a very audible sentence, one that he knew would be equal to hers
"Kids these days." But if he was expecting her to blow up at him as usual,
he was sorely disappointed.
"Resorting to that eh? I guess your jokes have reached the bottom of the
barrel huh? She said with lightning wit.
"Well it looks you've won the battle of words but not the real battle..
Eheheheh."
"Gee, and I thought we were sparring."
"same thing angel" trunks clarified.
"sure it is." Pan replied with the first expression she had made with her
entire face. a frown.

EW A CLIFFIE!!!! YAY!!!! Gotta love um dontcha? Well I hope I'm doing ok
for my first fic. Flames or fan accepted. just don't be cruel please. sniff
sniff. I might suffer emotional trauma sniff sniff. LATERZ new chapter
should be up sooner rather than later: D
Signing out
Jade.
PS ty for reading plz review O and again this is mainly DBZ or DBGT
whichever... Who cares but it has some other element of other stuff from
anime to books to movies so don't be alarmed it just part of the fanfic.
Most of the other elements will show up in later chapters but you get the
point right?