Forbidden

Mission

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38- Mission

Early Summer

Goten yawned and rubbed his eyes before he opened up the study and peeked inside. Trunks was already inside and sitting at his desk as he leaned over something.

"Hey," Goten said as he closed the door behind him.

It had only been a few months since he had truly gotten to know Trunks, but the had developed a friendship so quickly and naturally that Goten honestly felt as if he had known Trunks for years. It had been just a few hours ago that he had gotten his message to meet him in his study after dinner and Goten was curious as to what Trunks was being so secretive about.

Goten neared the desk and looked over Trunks' shoulders. It looked like he was looking at a floor plan of some sort. "What's this?" He asked curiously. Did Trunks was to build something?

"It's a layout to Frieza's ship," Trunks answered without glancing up.

"What?" Goten's eyes widened and he quickly leaned down to get a better look. "Where did you get something like this?"

"Years ago, I hacked into Frieza's ship and downloaded it. I never thought I would need it until now," Trunks murmured.

"And why exactly do you need it?" Goten raised an eyebrow.

Trunks let out a deep breath and looked up at Goten finally. "Panna," he said. "She has these dreams, and I know it might sound silly or unreal, but a lot of dreams come true. It's rare for someone to be gifted with foresight, but I truly believe she has it. She dreamed about me before we even met, and she's dreamed of other things as well. She told me the other day that she's been dreaming of your father."

Goten felt his eyes widened. He remembered when they were young Pan having dreams like that. Once he had fallen out of a tree, and Pan had started to crying, claiming she had known he was going to fall because she had dreamed it. He let out a heavy breath as his heart gave a heavy pound. "Really?" He whispered.

"Goten, tell me honestly," Trunks said. "You believe your father is still alive, don't you? That's why you came to Vegeta-Sei in the first place."

"Yeah," Goten couldn't force his voice to grow any louder. "I mean-" he shook his head slowly. "Frieza didn't even let us see his body. He just said he died suddenly and had him cremated. You're planning on something, aren't you?" He asked.

"Yes," Trunks nodded. "I think Panna's right. If that's the case, then your father is on Frieza's ship somewhere," he said as he looked back at the floor plan. "But I don't see prisons or anything labeled on this damn thing."

"You won't find them," a voice from the door made Goten and Trunks jumped. They turned to see Pan leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed as she pouted. "You two-" she narrowed her eyes. "You were about to plan something stupid and dangerous, weren't you?"

"Panna-" Trunks began.

"Stop it, right there, Trunks-" she pointed a finger at him. She walked in and shut the door behind her before she marched up to them.

Goten could feel his hair starting to rise. Pan was still tiny, but he had seen her in action and knew that she could be quite deadly, even if she didn't know how to handle that power yet. "Listen to me," she placed her hands on her hips. "I'm the one that has been having these dreams, don't you think you should ask me where they're at?"

Goten glanced at Trunks, whose mouth hung open slightly. "Well," Trunks cleared his throat. "I didn't want to get you involved to keep you and-"

"Trunks, it's my dreams that started it. I'm already involved," Pan said gently. She let out a deep breath. "I'll help you two, but I have some conditions."