Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Undercover ❯ Mind Games ( Chapter 9 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: Ok, here’s one of my rants, I don’t think these things necessary. I mean do you honestly think I would share Trunks at all if he were mine. No, I wouldn’t, so obviously it’s NOT mine. And really, do you think anyone in their right minds would right fanfiction on their own creation. Doubt it.

Bra crept up on the three unsuspecting figures of her brother, her crush, and the enemy that she had grown to hate with such passion that she felt like making him break a nail. Gritting her teeth together, she tried to stay quiet amongst the dried brown grass that hid her from view. Watching with fear as her brother, and Goten talked pleasantly with the alien freak. Her mind raced, what could she do? If they caught her, it would be over for herself, if only Pan were here, she’d know what to do!
Desperately looking at the three, she begged Dende for an answer, should she run, hoping that they don’t see her? They probably would spot her right away, but what was a girl to do? Her hand running through her blue shoulder length hair, Bra gazed thoughtfully at the alien that was supposed to have died years ago. There was only one thing to do, sneak around in the tall brown grass, praying to whoever is up there for safety and security.

Taking a deep breath, Bra crouched as low to the ground as she could, she scurried across the dirt as fast as she slender legs could take her. Her heart was beating in her ears, the blood rushing through her body, the adrenaline searing and pushing it’s way throughout her.

The ground was ruff, the tall grass held many small thorned weeds within it’s shadows. Bra’s face held many small nicks from the nearly invisible daggers, each just as sharp as the next. Her hands stung from the dry, crumbling soil, tiny indentions on her uncalloused hands. Rocks seemed to pop out of the ground from nowhere, reaching out as if lost souls searching for the light.

She wanted to cry out in frustration, she wanted to call out for help, in fact, she even wanted to go rip that smug look off Freeza’s face, yes, Bra was extremely angry if she wanted to fight him. But though she hadn’t inherited the intelligence that her mother and brother possessed, she knew that it would be certain death if she let them know that she was here.

“Gohan!” Bra almost hit herself, for the warrior that stood before her had identical red eyes to the others.

Whoops! Immediately Bra got to her feet, if she could only push herself a little farther, maybe, just maybe, she could reach Vegeta. Though, as a cold tail wrapped itself around her thin waist, her hopes were quickly dashed to nothing. His vile breath filled her nose and made her gag with disgust. His soulless eyes sent chills of dread up her spine, and no matter how she struggled, his grip remained firm.

“Well, what did you find Gohan?” Freeza chuckled as he lifted the girl higher up so he could stare directly into her blue eyes.

Bra squirmed, fear evident in her features as the monster before her started to feel her curves. She hissed in agony, his caresses hurt and disgusted her to no end. Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes, running down the side of her face and dripping onto her red shirt. Screaming, she sent all of the Saiyan males to cringe and take a step back, but Freeza just smirked, and continued on his mission.

“Um, sir?” a hesitant voice halted Freeza’s assault on Bra’s young body as he turned to see who had interrupted him.

“What do you want?!” Freeza yelled out, enraged at the Saiyan who had spoken just moments before.

“Please let her go,” Goten’s voice came out loud and strong, he wasn’t being informal to the creature, just trying to stop him.

“Was that a threat boy?!” Bra quickly dropped to the ground, blood seeped out of the wound that had appeared on her stomach, the place where his tail had been placed.

“No, Freeza, but if you do not let her be, I will make it one,” Goten’s face became hard, his stance took on one of protection, and he stared right into the dark eyes of Freeza.

“Why you?!” Freeza charged at the male, wanting desperately to sink his hands into the boy’s flesh and feel his blood run out unto the ground.

Freeza charged at the prepared Goten, though anyone could tell that the Saiyan was clearly outmatched in every shape and form. Preparing himself, his eyes glowing an even brighter red, Goten flipped into the air, completely missing the punch Freeza had aimed for him. Quickly recovering from this, Freeza turned around automatically and kicked the male Saiyan in the small of the back, causing the victim to fall to the ground.

Smirking, Freeza walked to the fallen warrior and pulled his up by the collar of his shirt. Goten looked on, his head held high, even though he knew that his time was up. Chuckling, Freeza rejoiced in the feel of victory, soon, very soon, he would be able to feel this Saiyan’s blood dripping from his body.

“GOTEN!!!!” Bra cried out, her body trembling in fright, her eyes wide and pools of tears in their depths, already they were falling down her flushed cheeks.

“Akumaitokosen!” the yell of an attack caused all of the ones on the ground to look up into the sky. Flying directly in front of the sun’s light was Trunks, his orbs clear blue, and a smirk that Vegeta would be proud of plastered on his face.

The wave of energy flew towards Freeza, quickly dropping Goten, the monster laughed, thinking that the attack would hit Goten and kill him. The energy flew to the young Saiyan, striking him directly, the dust flying up and Bra’s breath hitched, how could he be gone? Trunks turned to Freeza, readying for a battle to the death.

Freeza shot towards the lavender haired man, and sent a punch directly at the man’s chin, forcing his head to the side and his body to move back slightly. Turning his head back, Trunks brought his hand up to wipe away the small stream of blood that escaped his mouth, then with a smile, kicked Freeza in the stomach, and before his body could sail up to far in the air, his elbow slammed down in the alien’s back, knocking the air from his lungs.

A crater formed where Freeza landed, the rocks and dust filling the air in a dense fog like substance. Coughing slightly, Bra froze in amazement, the screen of debris had been enough to hide Freeza’s approach her way. Crawling backwards, she struggled to flee from her spot on the ground, without much luck though. Scowling, Freeza held out his finger in his famous attack, directing the attack directly towards the half Saiyan’s heart.

“Ka-Me-Ha-Me-HA!!!!” a male voice yelled out as a blue streak of energy hit Freeza in the chest, sending his sprawling backwards.

“Who? Gohan?” Bra turned to see a normal Gohan, his face grim, and his hands still held out from the attack.

Nodding his head her way, Gohan stepped forward, his eyes looking at Freeza who had once again reappeared. Behind him, Trunks was leaning against a rock formation, an excited aura emitting from his body. Looking around almost frantically, Freeza once again saw Bra unprotected since Gohan had moved away from her form. Smirking, Freeza made his move, completely surprising the two Saiyans.

Landing directly in front of the Saiyan princess, his chuckling filled her ears and made her heart beat faster and faster. Raising his hand, Freeza got ready to hit the girl and send her flying, ultimately meaning her doom. Swinging, his hand hit something very hard, and with an astonished look, stared directly into two cobalt eyes.

Stepping backwards quickly, he looked frightened of the one who had stepped forward, still standing in front of the female, making sure of her safety. Shaking his head in disbelief, Freeza held out his hands in a defensive reaction, receiving laughter from the three warriors.

“Did you really think you could win Freeza?” Gohan asked, his dark eyes alight with amusement.

“I am the prince of Saiyans, did you think you could beat someone like me?” Trunks questioned, stepping away from the cliff he was leaning on, and powering up to Super Saiyan 3.

Following his example Gohan powered up to his full potential, followed almost immediately by Goten, who stood with Bra behind him. All three males walked forwards, circling the alien, effectively blocking him from escape.

“Big Bang Attack!” Trunks held out his palm, shooting out a large attack of ki towards the injured Freeza.

“Double Tsuihikidan!” Gohan shot out the blasts put of his hands, directing both beams towards the alien.

“Galactica Donut!” Goten raged forth a energy blast that he and Trunks had learned when they had been fused together several years ago.

All three blasts hit the creature head on, burning his flesh from his bones. Freeza’s dying screams echoed throughout the rocky land, scaring Bra slightly from the horrific sound. Racing to Goten’s side, she held onto his arm, trying to seek comfort from the warrior.

Glancing down at his side, Goten smiled and wrapped his arm around Bra’s shoulders, comforting her from the sight. Breathing deeply, Bra snuggled into the embrace gleefully, rejoicing in the feel of having him embracing her and holding her body close to his.

“Let’s go home guys,” Trunks announced, bringing all of them out of the reveries and back into reality.

Nodding their heads, they powered down from what they had been, the two brother’s hair returning to midnight black, and Trunks’ turning back into its peculiar lavender hue. The two brothers looked at one another, they had never seen their prince so powerful, didn’t even know a half-Saiyan could reach that stage. For the longest time thinking they were limited, never able to come anywhere near as powerful as their fathers did, but the one that stood before them was well on his way.

Lifting into the air, Bra clinging to Goten as he flew for the both of them, the group streaked across the sky, heading to Capsule Corps, where they would rejoice in the victory of Freeza’s defeat. Though all knew it would be a hollow victory, one of them was gone, for good.

Landing in the back lawn of Capsule Corps, Gohan, Goten, Trunks, and Bra walked wordlessly onto the wooden deck. Their faces were a mix of grief and gratefulness. The tyrant was gone, never to harm another living soul, but, their hearts still ached for the one that would never see another victory of battle, never take credit for another one of their doings. She was gone, for good. They just couldn’t risk a wish on the Black Star Dragonballs for anything.

Gohan was the first to recover, and step forwards into the mansion. The sliding glass doors shut behind him, allowing the others to grieve on their own in privacy. Collapsing into the nearest chair, Trunks looked down at his hands, how could he go on? He had never felt this much sorrow, not even when his father had died in the attempt to save the Earth from Majin Buu.

Goten sat quietly next to his friend, giving Trunks his presence, hoping that would be some sort of comfort in the least. He, too, looked at his hands, scarred, and calloused from the days and nights of fighting for the world. He wasn’t sure if his friend could make it through this one, make it through this defeat alive or not. He could remember each time Trunks had overcome any obstacles thrown his way. He overcame the Majin Buu battle, the Tuffle Baby, the trio of robot mercenary robots Nezi, Ribet, and Bizu, Cardinal Mutchy Mutchy-Dr. Myuu’s henchman and one of the masterminds of the Luud Robot, Cell-during the Cell Games, though he was very young and his future self was there, Dolltalki, the Para Para Brothers, Dr. Gero, Dr. Myuu, Eis Shenron, Haze Shenron, Naturon Shenron, Nuova Shenron, Oceanus Shenron, Rage Shenron, Syn Shenron, General Rildo, Ledgic, Lord Don Kee, Luud, Super 17, and last but not least, the funny incident with Zoonama.

Bra looked gloomily at her brother, something was eating away at him, as it was too all, but more so him. She had never been particularly close to her sibling, he had always left her in the dust in everything, but now, her heart went out to him. And all she wanted to do at the moment was to comfort the man, let him cry on her shoulders as real family would.

“Trunks, everything will be alright, I promise. Right Goten?” Bra looked at her saddened brother, could anyone pull him out of his depression. Yes, there was one, but, she was dead.

“Huh? Oh yeah, right, of course everything will be just great!” Goten chimed up, smiling and rubbing the back of his muscular neck.

“Yeah, thanks guys,” Trunks looked down sorrowfully, though couldn’t help the somewhat grin that spread across his face at their efforts.

Nothing more was said, Goten and Bra were at a loss for words, there was nothing they could say or do to change what has happened or help him through it. Understanding his need to be alone, the two left the lavender locked man on his own, whether or not he could survive with the knowledge of her passing was beyond them.

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The sinking of the sun hardly registered in Trunks’ mind, the wind ruffled his hair into his ocean eyes. He could hardly think, he just sat, and let the giant world pass him by. He hardly even noticed he wasn’t alone anymore, he didn’t even know when Goku had decided to join him on the deck, but he was there with him.

“Goku?” Trunks’ tired and weary voice echoed through the serene atmosphere of the setting sun.

“What is it Trunks?” Goku turned his attention away from the falling glowing orb, and looked at the dismayed prince before him.

“What are we going to do?” Trunks asked, removing his head from his hands and looking at the pure blooded Saiyan across from him.

“Well, we’ve lost...” Goku started, but was quickly cut off by Trunks’ steady voice.

“No, Goku, I meant what are we going to do about the new enemies. The ones we saw the ship of, you know as well as I, that it will be nearly impossible to beat them without her, in fact, I’m sure it is not going to turn out good without her fighting skills,” Trunks told his fears to the grown male, maybe he could ease the pince’s growing fears.

“Trunks, you need to pull yourself out of this depressed state of yours, because without you, we don’t stand a chance,” Goku voiced out, almost trying to order the young man out of his grief.

“I can’t Goku,” Trunks told him, and Goku knew that this wasn’t just someone saying this because of the overwhelming grief, which Trunks had, but this was a very sincere truth, if Goku didn’t tell him, Trunks would indeed perish.

“Listen Trunks, I’m going to tell you something, something that myself and Vegeta only know, well, except now you will too. Anyways, Trunks, Pan is alive. Her and this boy are the only survivors of that plane. They are safe in a hospital in America receiving treatment for their injuries,” Goku watched as relief washed over Trunks’ features.

“Wait, if Pan is in the hospital, receiving treatment, then that means they might notice her Saiyan blood!” Trunks stood up frantically, what would the doctors do if they found out about their heritage.

“Don’t worry Trunks, Bulma pulled a few strings, and everything is well,” Goku watched Trunks return to his seat, a long sigh rushing past his lips.

“But, don’t the others deserve to know?” Trunks’ scowled now, he couldn’t believe that Goku and his father were keeping such important information away from the others.

“No, if they know, then they will want to bring her back home, and Trunks, she can’t come home yet. If she does, her powers won’t be fully developed, and if those monsters find her before then, well, let’s just say we will no longer have to worry about our tomorrows,” Goku sighed out, it was of great importance that her life was kept a secret.

“Alright Goku, I won’t tell a single soul,” Trunks promised, shaking hands with the black haired warrior, and the two watched the brim of the fading sun fall back behind the far off hills.

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“Well, can you see Pan?” Uub asked excitedly, staring at the girl still lying in her bed.

I couldn’t believe it, was this supposed to be this way? It wasn’t exactly what I had been expecting, but I guess there was nothing they could do about that. Tears leaked out of the corner of my eyes, and I could taste the salty liquid on my tongue when it fell unto my parted lips.

“Oh Uub! I can see!” my eyes were joyous, the relief evident on each of my features.

“I’m glad to hear this, Miss. Son,” the doctor congratulated, and I felt the starting of a smile spread across my face.

“Yeah, well, I can’t see perfectly yet, just outlines and shadows. Everything is just really dark, but I can tell light from dark, and where there are objects. That is how it is supposed to be, right doctor?” I did want to make sure that this wasn’t some kind of sick joke played upon me by the gods. Giving me just a taste of sight before they ripped it away again.

“Yes, Pan, this is exactly how it is supposed to be,” I could feel his hand placed upon my shoulder, and I felt happy for the first time in a long while.

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A/N: I finally got this chapter done with, and let me tell you, it took forever. I’m not very proud of my fighting scene with Freeza, but I hope it was moderate. It is kind of hard for me to write battle scenes unless it is just one person beating up on another person, and that other person not able to defend their self.

Please review so I can write the next chapter! See ya!

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