A/N: This is my first dragonball related fic so... yeah. I enjoy receiving alerts so feel free to review, favorite, etc. and I'll continue to write more. Anyways, I do not consider GT or movies "canon" and all my info is as accurate as it gets so please don't spam me with complaints. However, I do love suggestive criticism because it helps build up my writing skills. Regardless, let's begin...

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball or anything related to the franchise.


Dragon Ball R: Pan Saga

Chapter 1: Ready or Not

Five Years have passed since our warriors saw their hero Goku fly off with his young pupil Uub in hopes of training a fighter strong enough to one day succeed him as earth's defender. In this era of peace many of the world's strongest fighters have settled down in effort of thier accomplishments. All except for one… Pan…

The young saiyan strives to one day become the strongest warrior in the world. Yet with her family's legacy lingering over her head she realizes the only way to achieve her goal is to become… a Super Saiyan…

"Gohan… …! Pan… …!" Videl yelled as she finished washing the dishes. "Where did those two get off to?" She walked towards the backdoor and looked out the window to see her husband and daughter sparring. Despite no longer training herself, she was proud to see her daughter continuing to grow strong. "I hope one day you obtain the power you want Pan," she smiled, walking up stairs to go to sleep.

Outside, Pan fiercely went at her father trying to tag him as he effortlessly dodged each attempt. The family duo raced around the yard as Pan's power exploded with each miss in avertedly wrecking the garden. Gohan serious look dropped as each perfectly planted flower popped out of the ground.

"Aww… Pan I just replanted these today," Gohan sulked as his daughter continued her assault. He simply moved on to next damaged flower trying to repair the garden as Pan's movements created more damage. "Your mom's going to kill me if these aren't exactly right by tomorrow morning."

"Ugh, Dad…!" Pan yelled as she stopped in her tracks with her hands above her head. "Stop complaining…!"

Her Ki began to build up in her hands and Gohan's face became startled.

"Pan, wait… the tulips… think about the tulips…" he pleaded, but was too late.

"Masenko-Ha!" she relentlessly fired the energy attack at her father.

He frantically waved his hands in front of him to shield the tulips from the attack but was caught off guard when the attack redirected itself in the air and exploded. He quickly turned around catching on to Pan's ploy only to realize he'd already been tagged.

"Wow Pan you've learned how to redirect the Masenko Technique, that's very impressive," he smiled, "I honestly couldn't do that till I was much older than you are now." Gohan noticed how Pan wasn't as excited about the feat as he was. "Pan, what's wrong…"

"You could have easily evaded my attack…" Pan looked down, "I saw you following my movements before I redirected my attack. You still don't take me serious. If grandpa was here he wouldn't hold back."

Gohan stood up, "Pan, your skills are really improving and I'm sure my father will approve of your power when he returns."

"Yeah but… my power is nowhere near as great as yours; and besides that I wanted… I wanted to become a super saiyan before he comes back. If you would train me like a mentor and not a father I probably would have ascended by now."

Gohan sighed, "Maybe you're right. But I can't help myself, you are my daughter and I love you. Besides I'm better at teaching calculus and physics then fighting techniques." He laughed. "Maybe you can get one of the others to train more properly. I'm sure Piccolo would love the company."

"I suppose so…" "But I don't want to learn from a Namekian. I need a saiyan to train me…"

"What do you say we go in and have a late night snack before going to bed?" he smiled, trying to ease Pan's disappointment.

"Okay," her enthusiasm returned, "But first can you transform for me?"

"Really…! Why not," he accepted, powering up to his ultimate level. Despite his appearance remaining relatively the same Pan could sense her father granting her wish. She jumped in his arms with great excitement.

"You're the strongest super saiyan in the universe dad. No you're better than a super saiyan… you're a "Mystic Saiyan!" she exclaimed as the two joyfully went into the house.

"Mystic Saiyan huh" Gohan thought about it, "I still like the Great Saiyaman better." They both laughed, happily ending the night.


Pan was laid out across the bed, restless from the night before. She dreamed about achieving her goal of becoming a super saiyan and her grandfather's return from his half decade of training. Suddenly, the sunlight broke into her window shining in her face as multiple voices filled the air from downstairs.

"Hey Gohan, it's been a while."

"Yeah it has, Trunks. I'm glad to see my brother was finally able to get you out of Capsule Corp." Trunks laughed.

"It was equally hard for me to get you away from your work at the university," Goten interjected, all three of them beginning to laugh.

"Uncle Goten and Trunks are here," Pan jumped up, "Maybe I can get one of them to train me."

Pan quickly got dressed and did her morning routine thinking about the idea of getting a new mentor. She knew both Trunks and Goten were a little out of practice but was certain neither one of them would hold back. She rushed downstairs to see Gohan and Trunks sitting at the table and Goten standing beside them.

"Uncle, Trunks… Hi."

"Hey Pan, how are you?" Trunks asked as she lively hugged her uncle.

"We were just talking about you," Goten added.

"Really…?"

"Yeah, Gohan said you were going to ask Piccolo to start training you," Goten continued, "I have to admit he's not one to hold back."

"You got that right. I can still remember him yelling at us when Goten and I were getting ready to fight Majin Buu."

"About that, I was actually wondering if one of you could train me."

"One of… us…" The two said in unison, turning to look at each other.

"Wow I'm honored at the request," Trunks replied, "But sadly with all the work I do at Capsule Corp. I can't say I'd honestly be able to give you my full attention to train you."

"Oh…" Pan said disappointingly looking up at Goten.

"Well, you see Pan…" Goten stalled, "I actually can't train you either."

"But why uncle…?" Pan asked, curious to discover what excuse he had.

"Well, my mom has kind of forced me to take up part time job in South City doing construction work."

Gohan chuckled, "I bet she wanted you to do something more 'constructive' with your time."

Trunks joined in on the joke, "Or it could be that he needs the money to support Marron's 'financial needs.'"

"Hey that's not funny; it took a long time for Krillin to allow me to date her." Goten began to blush as Pan completely loss interest in the conversation. She didn't want to but it seemed that Piccolo might be the only one willing to take her training seriously. All of a sudden, an unthought-of idea popped into her mind. Her face started to sparkle over with inspiration as she ran towards the door.

"I'll be back later dad," she yelled "Nimbus…!"

"Wait Pan where are you going?"

"I'm going to West City to ask Bra a favor." She said hoping on the golden cloud as it raced off into the distance.

*humph* "I wonder what that was about," Trunks stated. Goten just shrugged his shoulders in response.

"Well then," Gohan stood up from the table, "Are you guys ready to get down to business?" They nodded their heads and followed Gohan outside to the front yard. "Trunks did you bring it?"

"Yeah…" He reached in his jacket pulling out a golden capsule with no number on it. "My mom and I finally finished my grandfather's last project last month. It was originally supposed to be for my dad but when Goku left he decided he no longer needed it to train."

Trunks clicked the tab on the top and threw the capsule out into the yard. A huge cloud of smoke built up in front of them leaving a huge dome like building behind when it cleared. Goten immediately ran inside as Gohan and Trunks followed after.

"Wow, I feel a sense of nostalgia in here," Goten said looking around the room mirroring that of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"Yeah you guys did a great job on this," Gohan admitted.

"Almost," Trunks started, "It may look the same but we were only able to replicate the chamber's time effects to by a fourth."

"So a day of training here would only be… three months in the real world…" Gohan calculated.

"That should be more than enough time to get ready then," Goten turned around with a sly grin as he powered up into a super saiyan.

Without hesitation he charged in after Trunks who narrowly managed to dodge his attack jumping up into the air. Goten quickly turned his attention to Gohan who was just standing there baffled. The two began to spar between each other as Trunks joined the fray turning into a super saiyan as he rushed into the clash. Gohan began to smirk as his speed trumped both Trunks and Goten's, kicking the latter across the room and punching the former in the stomach into a dazed trance. He cockily walked in between them and removed his glasses to wipe them off with his shirt.

The young saiyans recovered to see the smug Gohan taunting their efforts with his idol stance. After a slight nod to each other the two held their stance and prepared to gather their Ki. Goten began to draw his hands to his side while Trunks extended his outward, both of them gathering energy in their palms.

"Ka-Me-Ha-Me… Ha…!" they shouted in unison as they fired their attacks at the un-faltered Gohan.

The elder saiyan put back on his glasses and extended his arms out to block both Kamehameha Waves. Trunks and Goten were flustered, pouring even more of their energy into the attack than before making Gohan finally show signs of weakness. All of a sudden, the confined warrior's aura swept out across the room and his demeanor changed drastically. He pushed back the destructive waves and simultaneously fired two Ki blasts within them disrupting their flow and making Trunks and Goten feel the backlash.

"Ugh…" Trunks groaned trying to shake off the blast's effects.

"Sorry guys but it's going to take more than a couple of 'Super Saiyans' to beat me…" Gohan smiled.

"Well then…," Goten jumped over next to Trunks, "I guess we'll have to become stronger than a 'Super Saiyan.'"

Trunks nodded in agreement and spaced out from Goten. "Fu… Sion-Ha!"


"Hey Nimbus look, there's West City," Pan explained, jumping off of the mysterious cloud. "I can get to Capsule Corp. from here. Thanks a lot," she said waving goodbye as she flew down into the city. "Once I find Bra I can get her to help me get a real mentor. He's the only person I know who's as strong as my dad and grandpa. Plus, if anyone can help me become a super saiyan it's the Prince of all Saiyans: Vegeta!"

As Gohan, Trunks and Goten secretly train in the newly developed training room by the late Dr. Brief; Pan sets out through West City to find Bra in hopes that she can convince her father to train the young warrior. But will this ploy be enough to charm over the Prince of all Saiyans… Find out next time on: DragonBall R!