Breaking Free

I do not own dbz. only the characters I made up.

Bra glared hatefully at her father. \'What the hell is his problem?\', she thought as she watched
him stalk out of roomroom. All she wanted to do was go into town to watch the festival. His
overprotective act was getting old. Had been old, actually, for about two years now. Bra was
18 and one of the strongest on the planet. What was he so afraid of?

Even as she asked herself the question she knew the answer. She watched as her father
stopped to give Pan a deadly glare as she entered the room. It was no secret that Vegeta
hated Pan. Pan in a nut shell was the answer to her question. Vegeta had not been right since
her mother\'s death almost 13 years ago. And Vegeta blamed Pan for it all. And in essence, it
was her fault.

Bra put her head in her hands and rubbed her temples as the memory of the gruesome story
came back to her, the one she had been told since she was old enough to comprehend . . .

It all started with Videl, Pan\'s mother. Videl was an elite guard, Bulma\'s personal guard and
best friend. They had known each other since they were children and so when Bulma became
Queen, she had the honor of protecting her.

And then it happened. Videl fell in love with an underclassman. Something prohibited on
Vegetsei. Not just any underclassman, but a third class warrior. That was just where the
problems began. Videl was also betrothed to a nobleman of a very powerful house. Videl
hadn\'t even liked the man she was to be mated with and with Bulma\'s help had managed to
put it off.

When she found out she was pregnet, her betrothed Kudro, went into a rampage, asking the
King for the right to kill the three of them. Videl pleaded with Bulma to be let off, sighting her
years of loyalty and friendship in her favor. Bulma knew that Videl loved Gohan and didn\'t
want her friend to die because of something she saw as trivial. So Bulma in turn begged her
husband for her friend\'s life. Vegeta could not deny his Queen anything and granted Videl,
Gohan and their unborn child the right to live. He did strip Videl of her title and rank, but they
were left to live peacefully as third class.

Kudro was not at all happy about it, though. For three years he brooded and plotted on how
to get her back for his disgrace. And then one night while Videl and Gohan were in bed, he
struck, slaying them both in cold blood.

The Queen had taken immediate action, having Kudro and his men killed, and brought Pan to
the palace to live, be raised as an elite, and become the new princess\' personal guard. To
forget the short life she had led as a third class.

The Queen raised Pan as if she was one of her own. For five years everything was perfect.
But, Bulma had underestimated Kudro\'s family. They were very angry, and they already had a
grave dislike of the Queen. They certainly did not like Pan living in the palace as she was.
They caught her unaware and killed her.

Bra had been there that day, at her mother\'s side when she died. She would never forget that
day for as long as she lived . . .

***************

Pan had left Bra\'s room and went into her own after seeing the look on Bra\'s face. Pan knew
her enough to know she did not like to talk after fighting with her father. They seemed to be
doing that so much more lately. She could remember a time not too long ago that Bra was
\'daddy\'s little girl\' and always got her way. Not too much has changed in the past 10 years.
Except . . . that her brother is getting married soon.

To Me.

Pan smiled when she thought that. She couldn\'t help but to be happy when she thought about
Trunks. She had been in love with him for so long, and now they are finally going to be
together. Ruling the planet didn\'t sound too bad either. All the changes she could make . . .

She only hoped to be as good of a Queen as Bulma had been. The people had loved her.
Everyone had thought highly of the royal couple. It had been a peaceful and prosperous time
for everyone. Of course there had been a few families that didn\'t like her, something about a
scandal of how she became Queen, but she didn\'t know what exactly. It didn\'t matter anyway,
anyone who opposed the Queen has long since been gone.

Pan was going through her own little scandal. Nobody liked her. It seemed that the entire
planet thought the way Vegeta did.

\"Oh well,\" she said to herself.\"Trunks will make it all better. He makes everything better. He
makes it all worth it.\"

No one knew of Pan and Prince Trunks\' engagement yet. They had been mates for some time
now, but had wanted to wait until Bra was a little older. When things were calm, he would
make the announcement and prepare for the ceremony. Pan had a feeling it was going to be
sometime soon.

Pan finished getting ready for bed by pulling her short hair away from her face. She walked
over to the door that join her room with Bra\'s to see if she was still awake. But as she
suspected, Bra\'s light was off. She sighed, wondering what could have upset Bra so much
tonight. It could be anything with the way she has been acting lately.

Pan shook her head to clear it from such brooding thoughts. \'There are much more happier
things to think about . . . \', she thought as she climbed into her own bed. She was asleep in minutes.

*********************

The morning found Bra in her usual routine. Training with Father in the morning, tutors in the
afternoon, spar with Pan, then training with Trunks sometime in the evening.

It was while she was waiting for Trunks to come and spar that was the best time. This time
was all to herself. Tonight Trunks was not going to be training her. He had something planned
with Pan.

She took the opportunity to go into her mother\'s lab. Her father had never closed it up, though
people usually didn\'t go in there. This was Bra\'s favorite place to be and spent as much time
as she could in there. It brought back memories of her mother and she was always afraid
she\'d forget.

Tonight she planned on getting into her mother\'s personal files, in hopes to learn more about
the woman she was. She figured the passwords and encryption codes couldn\'t be too hard.
Bra had been frustrated all day and was up to the challenge.

She reached her mother\'s lab and sat at her old computer. Technology hadn\'t changed much
since she left. She was technology for the planet. Bra was hoping to find the blueprints and
ideas of her mother\'s unfinished projects. She wanted to start bringing Vegetsei back up to
pace. She believed she could do it. She had her mother\'s intelligence anyway.

**********************

Pan was in Trunks rooms having a candle lite dinner. Everything cast in darkness and shadow
except them.

\'Trunks can be so romantic when he wants to\', Pan thought as he poured her another glass of
wine. She blushed a little and smile when he looked up at her, his eyes a dark blue, looking at
her with such an intensity it made a chill go up her spine. He gave her a teasing smirk and
sipped his own wine, his eyes never leaving hers.

The room was silent as they gazed at each other, nothing daring to make a sound. The silence
was getting to Pan. Even after all the time spent so intimately with Trunks she could never get
used to how he liked everything deathly quiet. He was much like his father in that respect.

\"So,\" Pan started wanting to break the silence before it consumed her. \"how did the meetings
go today? Nothing new?\"

\"No,\" Trunks answered simply. Pan fidgeted a little. The look he was giving her was so
intense. It felt like he was burning holes through her. Why was he looking at her so? She took
a sip of her wine, trying to relax.

Trunks knew he made her uncomfortable with the way he was looking at her. For some sick
reason he liked it. Too much of his father in him, he supposed. He was studying her tonight.
Not so much looking for flaws, than to just burn her image into his mind. He was thinking
about the decision he was about to make. Something he should have done a long time ago,
but had been too afraid to do so. Too afraid of what his Father would say. Too afraid of what
the public would say. And now he knew he could wait no longer. Damn what anyone said!

Suddenly Trunks got up from his seat and kneeled in front of Pan\'s chair. Pan was a little
startled by his sudden movement. He laid his head in her lap and she instinctively started
stroking his hair in a comforting fashion.

\"Trunks-love, what is it?\" Pan said worriedly.

\"I\'m going to tell my father and prepare for the ceremony.\" There he told her. He lifted his
head to see her reaction and was well rewarded. Pan\'s jaw was completely hanging open and
her eyes were wide. She had thought he would be doing it sometime soon but was still caught
by surprise.

\"Really Trunks? Are we finally going to let everyone know? Be together without sneaking
around?\" Pan was excited by the thought of being with Trunks always and not caring who knew.

\"Yes, Pan. I\'m going to tell him tomorrow. I don\'t care what he or anyone else says. You are
my mate and will be my Queen. No one will stand in our way. Not even my father. I will kill
him before he even has a chance.\"

Pan smiled as she listened to his heart felt words. No, she didn\'t like Vegeta but didn\'t know if
she wanted to see him dead. Bra seemed to have some connection with him . . .

Pan\'s thoughts trailed off as Trunks pulled her into a sweet kiss. They broke a few moments
later for him to look into her eyes. He brushed some hair out of her face so he could see her
better. He looked into her deep brown eyes seeing his love matched by hers.

He pulled her in for another kiss. This one passionate and hungry. Pan returned the kiss just as
equally. Her need for him rising. Trunks pulled her down onto the floor with him, then pulled
her tight against his body. She sighed when their bodies met sending chills throughout her.

Trunks tilted her head back to deepen the kiss, his tongue now fully exploring her mouth. His
hands caressed her body, eliciting pleasured gasps and moans from her. Pan\'s own hands
were rubbing up and down Trunks\' back, feeling the firm muscles under his smooth skin. She
worked her hands down his back until she came to the base of his tail. Trunks gasped as she
began to massage the sensitive area. He moved his mouth from hers and began nipping at her
neck. He began to get frustrated with the clothing she had covering her body and ripped it off.

Pan let out a little shriek as Trunks ripped off her shirt. He had often done so in the heat of
passion, but she had never quite gotten used to it. She moaned loudly as Trunks\' mouth found
one of her nipples and began to suck hungrily on it.

Trunks pulled Pan into his lap and pressed their hips together, letting her feel his hardened
manhood. Pan began to rock her hips against his as he switched breast and began anew. He
always knew what to do to get her g.

\"T-t-tr-trunks!\" Pan stuttered between moans. \"Please! I want you! Ooohhh . . . Trrrunkkks .
. . uummmm . . . Now!\"

Trunks snickered hearing Pan\'s desperate plea for him. He complied though, slipping the rest
of his and her clothing off. He teased her entrance a little, earning a growl from Pan.

\"Ok, little one. Patience is not one of your virtues, is it?\" He said as he slid himself slowly
inside her. Pan couldn\'t answer him as she was lost the pleasant feeling of him inside her. She
began to grind her hips against his, causing him to go deeper and increase their pleasure.

They rocked against each other both moaning out their pleasure. Their hands were all over
each others bodies rubbing, grabbing and scratching. Their mouths were locked together in a
heated kiss. Trunks broke the kiss and leaned all the way back on the floor, letting Pan ride
him.

She bounced up and down on him, feeling herself coming closer and closer. Trunks sensed
Pan\'s nearing release and flipped them over so he was in control. He wrapped both of Pan\'s
legs around his shoulders and leaned down, making her tighter. He started up fast and hard
trying to bring her to release before he did. Pan was losing control beneath Trunks and
thrashing wildly, nails dug into his back. Pan yelled out when she climaxed and Trunks
followed suite a few moments later.

They lay on the floor, wrapped in each other arms. Pan laer her head on Trunks\' chest, trying
to catch her breath. \'It was always so incredible with him . . . \' Pan thought still in a daze from
their lovemaking.

Trunks smiled slightly as heard Pan drift off into sleep. \"Soon my princess. We will be together
always.\" He ran a hand through her hair, just laying there enjoying the feeling of their bodies
pressed so closely together. How he wishes they could stay like that forever. He often
wondered how she had managed to cast such a spell on him. Making him need her the way he
did. He did not fight the feelings nor did he want to.

\'If you can\'t beat \'em . . . join \'em\', Trunks thought as he scooped Pan up into his arms and
carried her to his bed. They would spend the night together, damn what anyone thought. He
needed this. An entire night to be wrapped in her arms.

Pan stirred from her light sleep as she felt herself being place gently in bed. She opened her
eyes to see Trunks wonderful body slide into bed next to her.

\"Trunks, what are you doing?\" It was not often that she got to sleep in the same bed as Trunks.

\"I will have you all night tonight.\" He said smirking playfully. \"You had not thought I was
through with you, did you?\"

He rolled over on top of her, cutting off her reply. He found her mouth and locked in for a
searing kiss. He took her again and again that night, it was only her and him locked in their
own cozy little world.

******************

Bra sat back in the seat in front of the computer. She had just finished cracking the encryption
code over what appeared to be her mother\'s diary. Oh the things she could learn from this.
The file was huge. By far the largest on her computer. There must be years in this thing. Bra
opened the first page and began reading and got the shock of her life.

********************

Vegeta sat back on his throne. The entire place was empty. Everything having calmed down
for the night. There was not a soul in the entire room except him. Vegeta enjoyed the silence.
The loud noises and obnoxious people always managing to give him a headache.

Bulma had always liked the crowds, the noises, the people. She used to love to sit in the
throne room and listen to the people drone on with their petty problems. Even more, she
loved the challenge of helping them. His job had been much easier with her around to take
care of all the political bullshit. His life was to have been so different from the way things had
turned out.

First off he was not supposed to have had a mate in the first place. That had changed the first
day he met Bulma. The girl taking everything he knew and shaking it to it\'s very foundation.
Showing him things could be different, that life could be a pleasant existence.

And he had been a fool to buy into it. He had known from the very beginning that she was a
weakness, a liability. But what had come from that knowledge? Nothing. He had found
himself challenging everything for her. And he had come out on top. With her.

And life had been good for that short amount of time. He found himself with a strong heir, and
smart mate, and his kingdom flourishing. And he had done it with her by his side. He had done
everything for her. Anything that would get a smile out of her. That was why he had taken in
that misfit Pan. Why he gave her the little princess. Because that was what she wanted. And
how had she repaid him? She left him alone to raise the brats.

Trunks had been simple enough. The boy practically raised himself. Becoming everything
Vegeta deemed to be a good ruler. He had taught his son well. He was not the least bit
worried in handing over the empire to his son.

Bra was another story. She had been the youngest at the time of Bulma\'s death. And therefore
the neediest. Vegeta would never forgive himself for what he had done so soon after Bulma\'s
death. He had left. Disappeared into the black oblivion of space, looking for some way to
bring his mate back to him. When he had returned empty handed, he had been surprised at
what he found.

Trunks had grown into a man and his little girl was quickly growing up also. He had never left
the planet again after that. After seeing the haunted look in Bra\'s eyes of losing both parents so
soon. He had quickly reestablished the relationship they had held before and she became
\'daddy\'s little girl\'.

That was up until about two . . . no maybe three years ago. Shortly after Bulma\'s death, he
had put a lock down on the palace. Locking his princess up in the process. He had not
worried about Trunks. The boy was a SuperSayian and could handle himself. Bra was young
and defenseless in his eyes, just like her mother had been.

Bra had payed no mind at first. Loving all the time she got to spend with her father. Then one
day, as if over night, she changed. It was as if she went to bed as his little princess and woke
up a woman. She was suddenly sporting a new body and a new attitude. Suddenly none of
her clothes looked appropriate on her. He noticed the appreciative looks his guards were
giving her and he had lost it. He was not ready to deal with that and had closed off the private
sector of the palace. He had banned her from meetings and leaving the palace grounds alone.
She was to have no unnecessary contact with anyone. He even went so far as to build her her
own personal training grounds, to keep her away from the guards.

He had done all of this for her safety and his peace of mind. She had complied at first. But had
just as quickly become tired with it. She wanted to go out and explore, meet people and
experience new things. Mostly boys, he assumed. He would NOT be having any of that. No
one was good enough for his Princess.

It all started around the time he believed Pan and Trunks to have become mates. Yes, he
knew. And they were stupid to think he didn\'t. That they could hide something like that going
on in his own palace was absurd. He had only suspected at first. Being just little things, like
Trunks always turning up with Pan in his free time. He had bribed it out of Bra about a year ago.

He had done nothing. As much as it pissed him off and as much as he hated Pan, he knew
resistance was futile. He had long ago lost any control he might have had over Trunks. The
boy would have his way no matter what. That didn\'t mean he was going to go easy on the boy
for his poor choice in mates.

Pan. In the end it always came down to her. His misery began and ended that misfit. Oh, how
much he wanted to see her dead. How many times he had come so close as to do just that.
But Trunks or Bra had always stepped in for her defense. If it hadn\'t been for Bra\'s
attachment, he would have killed her in the beginning when he took out Kudro\'s family.

Bra was all he had left now. She was a perfect copy of her mother and all he really had left of
her. He would do anything to keep her safe. He didn\'t want anything like what happened to
Videl or Bulma to happen to her. No, not while he still had a breath left in his body. Bra
would not feel that pain and weakness.

He wondered what his little princess was doing right then. He felt out for her ki, finding it in
Bulma\'s lab. He smirked. Anytime he had wanted to find her mother she would be in the exact
same place. He felt Trunks and Pan\'s ki\'s together in Trunks\' room and growled. He did not
like that one bit. He decided to check on his daughter, having not talked to her in a day . . .
Since their last fight.

He got up and made his way down to the lab. When he got there, he stood in the doorway
waiting for his daughter to notice him. He got impatient after a few moments and Bra didn\'t
recognize him. She was completely engrossed in what she was reading. His curiosity got the
best of him and he stepped forward while asking what she was reading.

Bra jumped a little, the sound of her father\'s voice shattering the silence. She hadn\'t even
noticed him there. She turned and looked at her father, her wide, blue eyes filled with
confusion, shock and disbelief.

\"F-father, what exactly is this?\" She asked turning briefly back to the screen.

Vegeta looked over her shoulder to see what she was reading. His eyes widen a little as they
were drawn to one word on the page. Earth.

\"How did you get into this?\" He asked, regarding his daughter warily. He did not want to get
into this now. He had hope to not have to tell about any of that.

\"This is mom\'s personal journal. It seems to start when she was 15. A time she claims that she
had just come to Vegetsei. Dad, what does this all mean?\" Bra\'s voice was low, letting her
father know he would not be getting out of this anytime soon until explained.

Vegeta sat down, already defeated but not entirely ready to give in. \"There is a reason that it is
call a \'personal journal\'. It is because you are not supposed to be in it.\"

\"Come off it, dad. Mom talks about you in here too. But what\'s most confusing is that she
talks about a life she had on some planet I\'ve never even heard of.\" She crossed her arms
over her chest, imitating her father. She fixed him with a deadly glare, telling him to get on with
it.

Vegeta ran a shaky hand through his hair. He did not like drudging up old painful memories,
but knew he would not be getting off with some half-assed answer tonight. He frowned in
frustration of the situation and to keep his emotions in check. He just didn\'t know how to start
something like this off . . .

\"Your mother . . . ,\" he started then stopped. He should just be blunt and to the point. Then he
could simply answer any question she had. As long as he saw them as appropriate.

\"Your mother, had not always been Sayain. She was originally from a distant planet called
Earth. Her planet was purged and because of her and her family\'s intelligence, they were
spared to work for the empire. That was when she came here and I met her.\" There that
wasn\'t so bad.

Bra sat with her jaw hanging open. Her father did not just say what she thought he had just
said. That made no sense what-so-ever. It was so far fetched she was sure he was joking. So
she started to laugh, uncontrollably, until her sides hurt. She stopped when she saw the
unamused look on her father\'s face.

\"You are kidding aren\'t you?\" Brked ked a little uncertainly. \"There is no way mom could be
some weird alien. That doesn\'t make any sense.\"

Vegeta frowned angrily. He did not like being laughed at by anyone. \"Of course it makes
perfect sense.\" He snapped harshly. \"How do you think you and your brother have such odd
coloring? No other sayain on this planet has coloring like that. No sayain has until your
mother, because she wasn\'t sayain.\"

\"That\'s what I don\'t understand. I\'m pretty sure I remember mom having a tail. And unless
these \'humans\' had tails too, I\'d say she was a sayain. And what do you mean \'before\' and
\'wasn\'t a sayain\'?\" Her voice just as cold as her fathers\'.

Vegeta growled. This was the last thing he wanted to talk about. Bra would pester him until he
went insane if he didn\'t tell her the truth.

\"So . . . ,\" Bra prodded. He was stalling, almost as if he didn\'t want to talk about it. \"How did
you guys meet?\"

\"Your mother lived on the grounds, a few miles away, near the woods. I met her there. A
place I used to go to meditate. She was there, doing something I suppose was a form of
working out.

I had made her leave, but she had come back every other day demanding that I train her. She
was weak with absolutely no reasonable ki. But I did as she wished and over the years we
became to know each other.\"

\"Wow . . . ,\" Bra breathed. All of this was so new and unexpected. She had never thought
before to ask how her parents had met. And she had never realized how different her and
Trunks were from others. \"But I thought mom was a sayain. If she was this lowly slave then
how did she get to become Queen. Your father didn\'t approve.\"

\"I am getting to that.\" Vegeta said angrily. He hated being interrupted. \"All your stupid
question will be answered in time.\"

Bra looked coldly at her father but kept quiet, wanting to hear the rest of this amazing story.
Vegeta sat back, letting the memories he had tried so hard to forget overtake him.

He remembered the first time he had seen her. Working out next to his private pond. Sweat
covering her young body, he had been held captive, unable to look away or shoe her away.
The musical sound of her voice when she laughed or talked. They excitement of sneaking
around. The fear of getting caught had fueled their desire for one another. The way she felt in
his arms the first night they made love. Having never been with a man before, she trembled
with fear and desire underneath him. He too had been trembling with the fear of the unknown
and desire as she explored his body. They had spent many nights learning each other. Oh . . .
Kami . . . he didn\'t want to remember that . . .

\"My father was not happy.\" He started again, banishing away those painful thoughts, he
focused on what Bra needed to hear. \"When I told him I was taking Bulma as my mate he had
been furious. The rules prohibited it, she was not a sayian. Our relationship was a forbidden one.

He threatened to kill her. While away training, she was dragged into the palace and faced her
death before my father. I found out in time, through our bond and saved her from him. We left
after that, into space. We drifted for months until we came to planet Namek. We took shelter
there, knowing it was only a matter of time before my father caught up to us. While there she
discovered something called dragonballs. Seven balls that when brought together a dragon
would appear and grant three wishes. We began to collect them immediately knowing it was
our only chance.

We found them all but couldn\'t figure out the damn password. By this time my father and
Freeza had landed and I took off to face them, leaving her alone with the balls. Sometime
during my fight she figured out how to summon the dragon. Freeza flew straight there of
course. He wanted Bulma\'s mind for his sick empire. \" He clinched his fist with they fury of the
memory. How Freeza had used Bulma to taunt him. How he had pushed him over the edge.

\"The dragon was gone by the time we got there and Freeza went after your mother. That I
was the day I became the Legendary. I achieved a plateau of power not seen in almost 2,ooo
years. And I killed that tyrant lizard Freeza. Afterwards, we went back to Vegetsei and I
made her Queen. The rest you know.\"

Bra sat back, shocked. 2,ooo years? Her father had been a SuperSayian her entire life. And
her brother was one too. She thought that the royal family had always had such power. She
hadn\'t known they had gone so long without one. Or what the power rush of achieving such
power would be like. She had never given much thought to her father truly being the most
powerful being in the universe, or what it took to get there. Bra had just been sitting around
waiting for herself to just grow into her power. That it was her birth right. Not something she
would have to work for. No wonder her father was always hounding her to train. She really
needed to pay attention to her history tutors.

\"But, how did mom become a sayian?\" Bra asked. It was the one thing he hadn\'t clearly answered.

\"She wished for it.\" Vegeta answered back. \"I don\'t know what happened to the other two
wishes. She never told me.\"

Bra sighed and laid her head in her hands. \"I never knew you were so romantic daddy.\" She
really couldn\'t believe that her heartless father had done something like that. It was truly
amazing. She knew her father was leaving a lot out but knew she\'d get that from her mother\'s
journal. It was still amazing that her mother was an alien.

Vegeta snorted at his daughter. \"It was not æromantic\'. I had to kill Freeza anyway. Your
mother was more trouble than she was worth. A weakness I could have done without. You\'d
do well to remember that.\"

Bra was shocked at her father\'s harsh tone. Things must have been completely different when
her mother was alive. \"Well, whatever you say. I can\'t wait to meet the man that would do
something like that for me.\"

Vegeta stood up angrily. \"You will not need to worry about mates,\" He said low, voice full
malice. \"When I deem the time right, I will find your mate.\"

\"WHAT?!\" Bra screamed, outraged.

\"There will bediscdiscussion on the matter. You have no choice. Get used to it.\" King Vegeta
walk out of the room, striking his point home.

Bra slumped against her chair. What was that all about? He is completely out of his mind if he
thinks I will be mated to anyone he has in mind.\' Bra sighed dejectedly. æThat\'s if he even lets
me have a mate.\'









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