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Fanfic: Pans Suche nach dem wertvollsten der Welt Teil 3

Chapter: Pan's Quest for the Most Precious in the World Part 3

To all of you who have not read my comment under part 2. I wrote in the text that Pan lights a torch and can see something through it, but that was probably not well described. Sorry for that.




She took a few steps back and the two exits to the room closed as she stepped on the plate. She looked around briefly and Goku was already standing in front of her. She looked deeply into his eyes and asked "Grandpa? What's going on?", He looked at her and said with an angry voice "Your grandpa?", Then he started to laugh meanly and hit her in the stomach the next moment . Pan fell to his knees and held his stomach. He kicked her in the head and she flew across the room.




She pulled herself up again and attacked in turn. There were kicks and blows, but Goku fended them off with only one arm. Then he grabbed Pan's leg and hurled her against a wall. The wall crumbled a bit and Pan was lying on the floor. Goku walked up to her slowly and said, "You'd better go!You are not wanted here and do not think that you have even the slightest chance! When he was standing right in front of her, Pan thought of Ten Shin Han and made a sun attack. She jumped from the floor and kicked him in the back. He crashed his head against the wall and covered his eyes. She jumped far behind in the back. Pan shouted "This is from my real grandpa! Came Hame HA! ". It hit him right in the head. He fell to his knees and crumbled to dust. The torches went out, only the one that Pan was holding in her hand was still burning. The exits also opened again. Pan gasped and left then further.




Still confused by what had just happened, she paid no attention to where she was stepping. When she stepped on a floor slab, the ceiling went down completely noiselessly. She went on and didn't notice anything. After a few more steps, she looked carefully at the ceiling and took another step. Then she saw how the ceiling was slowly falling. She stopped so as not to lower the ceiling any further.After thinking for a moment, she tried to float in the now very narrow corridor. She succeeded, and indeed, the ceiling stopped moving.




After leaving the corridor, she stopped floating, it was too strenuous in these narrow corridors. She went on and on, but it just seemed to go on forever. The corridors were always the same. Long straight ahead, then diagonally downwards and around a corner. Pan thought she must be at the center of the earth by now. Then she came into a room that had three exits. one left, one right and one straight. She looked into the corridors but it was so dark that she couldn't see anything.




She stood in the middle of the room and turned in circles with her eyes closed. When she stopped, she looked straight down the left aisle. After a short walk, she was standing in front of a wall. You don't read yourself shifting. So she had taken the wrong path. Back in the large room, she then took the right passage.There she found the same thing. So only the middle gear remained. But here, too, a wall blocked the way. She sat on the floor in the middle of the large room and began to cry. "There must be a way! Oh God, please help me!" She looked up and discovered a big hole in the ceiling. She wiped the tears from her face and flew through the hole.




Now she was standing in a room that was completely different from everything before. There were jugs made of clay and on the walls there were drawings depicting a war. Pan took a closer look at one of the jugs. It had gold decorations. When she turned it over, a scorpion landed right on her foot. She was frightened and dropped the jug. The scorpion crawled into a small crack in the wall.




She looked at the broken jug, made of one piece, a red ball peeped out. It must have been branded too. Pan didn't know why, but she had the feeling that she would still need the ball.So she pushed the ball until it came out of the jug shard.




I could end the whole thing now or delay it a little longer, what do you think I should do?
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