Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover ❯ Goodbyes ( Chapter 5 )

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“MOM!” a frantic Bra screamed at the top of her lungs as I walked by her all to thinned walled room.

“What dear?” came the sweet voice of Bulma, as she trudged up the enormous staircase, where at the top I stood in pain from Bra’s yelling.

“Mom, there’s a mouse in here! Save me!”

“Oh Dende! Bra grow up!”

“MOM!”

“Listen Bulma, I’ll take care of it,” I said to the blue haired woman who didn’t really want to go in there.

Walking to the door I knocked twice to be polite, and then strolled in. As I opened the door, I could see a frantic Bra hopping up on her very pink bed. Trying not to laugh I watched her stare at the closet and scream every time she jumped in the air.

“PAN! Thank Dende! Pan get the mouse. It’s in the closet. Hurry, I think it may have rabies!” Bra screeched as I rolled my eyes.

Walking to the enormous, and yes, pink closet, I spied a very frightened little mouse that had an injured tail. Walking towards it very slowly, and talking to it the entire time, I offered it a cracker from my pocket that I had forgot about. As it slowly crept to me, taking a nibble of the food, then running to the corner once again. This process continued until, the entire cracker was gone, and the tiny rodent sat in front of my crouching figure, looking up at me with curious eyes.

“Come here, little guy. I won’t hurt you,” I said softly, holding out my hand. Cautiously the creature walked itself into my outstretched palm, and looked up at me once again.

I slowly headed out of the closet, making sure to walk slowly and talk reassuringly, never causing the little fellow to feel threatened in anyway. As I reached the door to the closet, I scowled at the scream that came from the demi-Sayain, as she thought that the world was coming to an end.

“PAN! PAN! KILL IT! KILL IT!” Bra screamed as she saw that it was in my hand.

“Bra, I’m going to turn him outside, so stop you’re screaming before Vegeta hears you. If he hasn’t already,” I said calmly, smirking at her expression and the fact she had finally shut the fuck up.

Closing the door behind me once I had exited the room, I smiled at the poor thing, already forming a plan on how I could convince my folks to let me keep him. Taking to the stairs, I fondly looked down on the helpless mouse, as he curiously looked over the railing we were by. He probably never knew the world was so large.

“Pan, good, I found you. Your father and I wish to...what is that?!” mom yelled the last part, clinging to the doorframe she was located at, for dear life.

“It’s a mouse mom, and I’ll go down to dad and wait for you there,” I said quickly, racing to where my dad was, that way she couldn’t protest about the small rodent.

I was soon down in the lab where Bulma was working vigorously, trying to complete her newest project. Looking up towards me, I noticed she was going to say something until she saw the small creature stick it’s head up from my hand. Backing up, she smiled at me hesitantly, wondering if I was insane or not.

“Hey dad, mum, said we needed to talk about something,” I called to my father as he opened his eyes to peer at me.

“Yeah Pan, we do, but perhaps you could get Giru to take care of your little friend for awhile. I think Bulma’s a tad scared of him,” dad said, looking at me with adoration.

“Ok dad,” I sighed simply, setting off on my task to find the little robot that had journeyed with us on our quest for the dragon balls.

Not finding him in the lab part I searched for him where the other robots gathered to do whatever robots do. No Giru. Almost giving up, I trudged my was to where Trunks was staying, maybe he knew where the little robot went. As I stood outside the door I could hear Trunks’ laughter, smiling to myself, I entered the room.

“Hey Trunks, have you seen....Oh, there you are Giru,” I commented as I saw the small machine doing to wild dancing, trying to get his friend to laugh. It worked.

“Giru, do you think you would mind watching the little guy?” as I held my hand out to the acting robot.

“Giru, giru, what’s that?” Giru asked with suspicion.

“A mouse.” I stated simply.

“Let me see him, Pan,” Trunks instructed from where he lay in the medical bed.

Walking over to his bedside I gently held the mouse out, taking the cue, the little mouse jumped out of my hand and onto Trunks’ lap. Smiling to himself, he stroked the mouse fondly behind the ears, as it squeaked in gratitude. I smiled, if the wasn’t a Kodiac moment, I didn’t know what was.
“I’ll watch him for ya Pan,” Trunks said as he looked in my direction. “Are you going to ask them soon?”

“Huh?” I questioned him dumbly.

“About America.”

“Oh, yeah, I hope to ask them today. Hey Trunks, when did I actually tell you about that?”

“You didn’t.”

But before I could question him further, a robot with wheels came and told me I was needed by my father in the main lab room. Nodding, I left the room, no longer able to stall what I figured was going to be another one of my father’s boring lectures. Sighing I trudged out of the makeshift bedroom, fully ready to listen to my dad’s speeches.

I felt a sickening feeling come over me, I don’t know where it came from. It was just a feeling. A premonition, if you wish, something wasn’t right, and I knew it. The air was too cold, too sinister. It was almost hard to breath in a way. And as I reached the doorway, to where the lab was, I couldn’t help but look back behind my shoulder and feel lonely, lost. Like someone was watching me, while telling me a deep, dark, and dangerous secret that you new you couldn’t keep to yourself, and yet, you couldn’t tell it either. Like it was almost too awful to be whispered; to menacing to even think of.

Walking into the lab, I couldn’t help but realize that the feeling of being watched, which Trunks and I had felt earlier was once again back. Was I going insane? No. It was there, I knew it. But what could it be? Was it really that dreadful that I couldn’t even describe the aura that it emitted?
Though as my mind wondered, I was still aware of the eyes upon me, and the voice of my father as I was brought out of my pondering.

“Pan, dear, we need to talk,” Gohan said as he looked at his fourteen year old daughter walk towards the center of the room. I merely nodded my head in acknowledgment. Though the single tear that slid down mum’s face did not go unnoticed.

“Brat, listen. Stop you’re silly thinkings!” demanded the gruff voice of Vegeta as I looked up to them.

“Pan, some recent turn of events has led us to believe that it be best that you are sent away for awhile. For your safety,” Gohan explained, preparing himself for my onslaught of yelling that I usually threw when finding out I couldn’t stay because of it not being safe.

I stayed silent, contemplating my options at the opportunity at hand. One, it could be my one chance to escape without causing a fight to break out, or two, I could complain about the idea about being sent away in a time of trouble. Mmmm, plan versus my pride, which one. I may never get another chance like this again, and it’s not like I didn’t want this to happen, I mean being able to leave. And I wouldn’t have to make up an excuse, a lot less of a headache. It would be smart, and the wisest of all other options. I may never get another chance like this again.

Pride won out.

“Dad, I’m not a baby!” I yelled, infuriated at the thought of my family and friends thinking that I was such a weakling.

“I know dear, but I think,” Dad started but was quickly cut off.

“NO!” I was not going to be dealt like this without a fight. My perfect chance out the window. Damn Saiyan pride!

“But Pan,” Mom began but stopped as I sent a death glare her way.

“No! I won’t!” I stood there, good Kami, I was spending to much time with Vegeta.

“Pan! You will go! End of discussion!” my grandfather boomed, yes that’s right, Grandpa Goku actually yelled. But at this time, I could’ve cared less.

“I told you once, and I’ll tell you again, I said no. N-O! Understand?!” I couldn’t believe what an ass I was being, but like I said, you can’t go down without a fight. And a good one at that.

“Pan, try to be reasonable,” Grandma Chi Chi coaxed, as her mate tried to get his orders back since I had just yelled at the head our family. I have a problem with authority, always did, always will (I actually do; like I love to read but every time I have a book report I take forever to read it or when in Novels class and we’re supposed to read it, I don’t).

I did not say another word, I didn’t think it necessary. I mean everyone knew what I was going to say, so why say it again? They all knew how stubborn I was, and I wasn’t planning on budging, not one inch. Nope. Not moving, man, did I ever feel guilty. And that’s when the stares began, and I felt the room grow still, the air thick with tension. Almost giving in at that moment, that is until I felt that weird feeling wash over me once again. But, this time it was stronger, much stronger.

Running away to the opposite side of the room, I could feel the astonishment from the others, but at the moment I could care less. Searching the place from top to bottom(only the lab) I came up empty handed. Where was it coming from? It had came from this room, I just know it, but now it’s completely gone. As I pondered this I thought I saw a flash of light, only as tiny as a star looked to us from here, but it had still happened. Twirling around I ran to the area, only to find the object that had caused the light, was completely gone, not even a scent.

Running up the stairs, where I had presumed it would go outside, and left the room silent and angry. But, can you blame me, for some reason it was watching Trunks and I, and no one else could sense it. Why? Well, I planned to find out.
Finally reaching outside, I couldn’t help my stomach curl of the blood that still laid on the front stoop where I now stood. Looking away quickly I looked to the sky where the dreadful feeling was coming from. I noticed that the rest of my family/friends, even though injured, were coming after me, well let them come. I knew they were probably still upset about me yelling at them, but, well, what can I say?

Let me see....Grandpa Goku is still in the lab, Grandma Chi Chi is with him, most likely helping him out of the healing tank. Hmmm, Goten was in the kitchen, closer than the others, but not close enough to be anywhere hear threatening, and besides, no matter what, I was still one of his best friends. I could get him to understand, no matter what. Ok, Bulma and Vegeta were just now heading up the stairs as far as I can tell, with Dad and Mom just ahead of them. Good. Everyone was a safe distance from me. Wait. Goten was now in the greeting hall, along with Bra, and Trunks! Shit!

Taking to the air quickly, I pushed myself to the very limits of my speed. I listened to the wind whip by, as the blue sky overhead turned dark and foreboding. Taking a quick intake of breath, I steadied my rapidly beating heart. The sun was completely covered up by, well what ever it is, it’s definitely not good.

“PAN!” I heard my uncle, fellow class-mate, and her brother yell at me from where they stood in the doorway of Capsule Corps.

I knew they were following, I felt them drawing closer every second. Closing my eyes, I prayed to all up above that they give me the strength and speed to carry on. I knew I was done for when I felt them power up, by this time, the one’s who were not flying, had just now reached the front door. When I say they powered up, I mean Trunks and Goten, Bra couldn’t for one thing, and by now was too tired from just flying that she gave up on the chase. Smirking I couldn’t help but feel the pride wash over me as I thought of being stronger than a half Sayain.

“Pan, stop!” Goten yelled from just a few yards behind, and closing in fast.

“No, Goten! You don’t understand!” I shouted back, I couldn’t be caught, not now, not when I had gotten this far.

“Yes he does Pan, I told him. He’s gonna help us. The thing that’s been watching us is closing in fast,” Trunks voice told me as I slowed down, letting them reach me.

“What do you mean?” I questioned still suspicious at the whole situation.

“I mean, Goten’s going to come with us. You know, to see what this creature is and if it’s a threat? I am guessing that’s why you’re out here, I mean, I’ve never known Miss. Pan Son to run away from anything,” Trunks said, teasing the last part of his statement.

“Humph, I run away from a fight, who do you think I am, Mr. Trunks Briefs!” Pan smirked, teasing him as well.
“If you two are done, I doubt the others, unlike me, will agree to what we’re doing,” Goten said, trying to hurry the two, as he chuckled at the duo’s behavior

Taking the hint we took off, we all could feel the powers of our family getting closer by the second. Reaching the point where the hills were, we landed on a grassy spot and crawled the rest of the way, hoping to stay hidden from the creature we were trying to find. By now our family had followed our lead, sensing the new presence.

The edge of the hill was before us and we crept up just far enough to peek over. There, in the far distant sky, was a huge black object that took up the entire sky. It seemed that the there was a storm approaching, but we knew there wasn’t, you could see the steel from here, and the spots of light that shown from the bottom of the spacecraft.

“What the hell?” Vegeta whispered out as the same question ran through all of our heads.

“It’s huge!” dad exclaimed from somewhere behind me.

“Dude,” was all Goten got out as we looked at the approaching ship.

Trunks, grandpa, and I remained silent for some reason. I mean I knew why I was silent, but why were they? Was it the mass of the ship that scared them? Or the evil aura that seemed emit from it? Whatever it was, it sent shivers up my spine. Staring wide eyed, I watched it approach. How could we handle this and Freeza? We were done for.

‘We’re Coming.’

Staring wide eyed I looked around to my other companions, did they hear what I heard? Apparently not. Sighing I counted it off as another one of my wild imaginations, that is, until I saw the expression on Trunks’ face. It was one of complete horror, I had never seem like this before.

‘Pan, did you hear that?’ I heard Trunks voice say in my head.

‘Yeah, wait, how can I hear you?’ I was confused, were we talking to each other through out minds.

‘Never mind that, we’ve got bigger problems to worry about.’

‘Like what?’

‘Them. Pan, you know as well as I do that they’ve been watching us, and for some reason we seem to be the center of attention with them.’

‘I wonder why?’

‘Don’t know.’

‘Awwwwwww. How sweet! Two little monkeys talking to each other as such. We’re coming, but not now, this was just a warning.’ Evil laughter followed suit.

And after that line played through our heads a bright flash was seen, blinding us momentarily. But to our surprise, when we looked back into the sky, the ship was gone, not even a clue to it ever being there. I was scared to say the least, and I could hear both Goten and Trunks growling beside me.

“Alright, whatever it was is gone for the moment, let’s get back,” Grandpa Goku said as he looked one last time into the clouds.

We nodded our heads in agreement as we took off into the sky. I noticed that dad had drug Trunks over next to him and that Trunks looked really nervous as a scowl played across my dad’s face. Dismissing it, Goten and I flew side by side in comfortable silence. Everything was going wrong it seemed. Everything. And I had a feeling that things were going to just get worse.

3 MONTHS LATER.......

Butterflies were flying around in my stomach as I looked out of the window of my parents red Grand Country van. Sighing, I dreaded was to come. I couldn’t help it. I knew I had everything I needed to pull this off, but still, didn’t everyone have a case of the nerves when they did something like this. Ok, maybe most sane people don’t even attempt something like this, but I was never considered sane.

“Now you’re sure you have everything?” mom questioned from the front seat as I sighed for good effect.

“Yes mom, I have all I need,” I answered as the huge airport came into view. And the butterflies took flight once again.

“Ok,” was her simple reply as I heard her sniffle and whimper from the front seat as she turned her attention back to the moving scenery outside.

The van soon rolled over the pavement of the parking lot that would send her on the Jackson’s Boarding School private plane. That’s right, Jackson’s Boarding School had a private plan just for the students that would be attending and for business meetings Mr. Jackson himself had to attend. The best part was, that it just said boarding school, not a boys’ boarding school. All was good in that area.

Dad parked the van, shutting the engine off, he sighed, his baby girl was leaving. Grabbing my bags, he got out of the vehicle, leaving my mom to follow. She did directly after him, leaving me alone to my thoughts. Staring out the window I could see the entire Briefs’ family vehicles in the parking lot. They most likely were inside the airport waiting to bid their goodbyes. Opening the door I jumped out and followed my parents into the building.

The glass doors swung open and we came face to face with the Briefs and the rest of my family standing in the lobby. The men wore downcast faces, and the women stood by them, tears following down their already pale faces. Hell, even Bra was crying, that was a change.

We walked up to them, as we all came to a mutual understanding and left the lobby. Thinking quickly, I grabbed my pack, and yelled to my family that I was going to use the restroom before I left.

Entering the bathroom, I quickly changed into a pair of very baggy jeans with chains that hung from the pocket to the belt loop. Next I put on a very baggy red t-shirt that I had got from Trunks since he already knew of my plan. My shoes were fine I concluded, and so I slipped on the last piece of clothing that would seel the deal. Rolling my hair up into a sloppy bun, I put on a huge hat that will the excess hair that I put up, looked like it actually fit. Sighing, and looking at myself in the mirror one last time, I left the bathroom.

“Pan! You look like a boy! Go change!” Grandma Chi Chi scolded as everyone looked me up and down.

“Listen grandma, I want something comfortable to wear, and this is it. Besides, its not like it really matters, does it?” I said back.

“No, it doesn’t,” Grandpa Goku answered as he got a look of deep thinking on his face.

We walked out to wear the plane was waiting. Turning around I looked at everyone for the last time for the next four years. I wouldn’t even get to talk to them. No letters or phone calls were allowed.

Taking the cue, mom launched herself at me, while crying her eyes out. Patting her back I tried to comfort her the best that I could.

“Shhhh, mom, everything’s alright. Four years will be over before you know it,” I soothed as she stepped back.

“You’re right dear,” she replied as the tears stopped, even though they still threatened to fall.

“Alright, now, you be good,” dad ordered as he leaned down and brought me into an embrace.

“I will dad,” I promised as I hugged him back.

“Don’t you dare for get us now,” Grandma Chi Chi said sternly as I was practically suffocated from her tight hug.

Saving me, Grandpa Goku pulled his mate away as he took his turn saying goodbye to his granddaughter. Smiling, we hugged each other tighter one last time before pulling apart. “Good luck,” he commented so low that only I and him could hear.

Next came gramps who stood beside Buu. Walking over to them, I gave them both their goodbyes at the same time. I was surprised when I received something in my hand from the big pink Buu. Smiling I looked at the piece of chocolate he had given me. Gramps patted me on the head and then turned around, so no one would see the champion cry.

“Oh Pan!” Bulma wailed as I took a step back in fear. The woman had practically thrown herself at me. If it hadn’t been for my Saiyan reflexes, we would of ended up on the ground.

“Um, Bulma?” I questioned the distraught woman.

“I’ll miss you soooooo much,” she wailed as she pulled away sobbing into the hankie she held.

Next came Bra. Joy!

“Listen Pan, I know I haven’t been the best of friend and all, but I’ll miss you. Let’s face it though, Kami or Dende, definitely messed up when they made you a girl,” Bra taunted as she bounced away, I seethed in anger.

Walking to Vegeta, still angry at his daughter, I watched as he sent a glare to Bra. That’s right people, let the record show that Vegeta actually glared at his precious daughter. Hugging briefly, yes hugged, he walked off to go and correct his offspring. I was happy, Bra was going to get what was coming to her.

Goten walked up and gave me a strong hug and the Son smile. Pulling away, I felt a lonely tear roll down my cheek. I was going to miss him. No matter if he was dumb at times, annoying, and gross by what food he ate, I still loved him.

Trunks and I embraced as I felt a lonely tear roll down my cheek. Besides my family, he was the only friend I had ever had. It was tuff saying goodbye to him.

“Don’t worry about what she said. I think dad is going to take care of it,” he whispered as we pulled apart, both of us smirking at the thought of Bra being scolded.

Turning around I walked up the steps that led to the plane’s doorway. Turning around, I waved one last time.

‘Goodbye Trunks.” I said in my head as he smiled my way.

‘See ya around Pan.’ he replied back in his head, both of us smiling at the other.

I was leaving. Finally leaving. Getting what I wanted. Away from my hell of a school. So, why did I feel like shit? Why did I feel like I was abandoning all of them? And why did I feel that I may not ever seem most of them again? Ever again.

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Preview

‘Man, this flight takes forever,’ I thought as I looked down upon the world from the plane’s window.

Just then, an announcement came over the T.V. as we all looked at it. There, on the screen, stood two tall towers, one with smoke rolling out from an enormous hole in the side of it. My body shook with dread as I looked at the awful sight that had taken place on the United States of America.

Everyone was silent, as a metal object was pressed to the back my neck, and the plane was invaded with ugly and fearsome men.

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