All I ever wanted since I could first crawl was to be as strong as my dad.
He was my hero. Momma and Uncle Goten would tell me stories about my father
as a powerful fighter, who help saved the world. He always blushed and
tried to change the subject whenever I asked him about his fighting days.
He was so powerful, more than I could imagine. I wanted to be like him, a
hero.
My quest to become a Super Saiyan began one day when my father was sparring with Uncle Goten and Trunks. I sat on the picnic blanket, too small to be allowed to stray off by myself, and watched them fight in the air above me. His movements were effortless; even though he hardly trained he still was beating them easily. Then something weird had happened. Uncle and Trunks turned into this one really strong guy. Grandma turned her head up to the sky then and saw what happened. She was really, really angry. I remember her shouting at them saying that they might get hurt and trash the yard. I giggled, it was fun to see daddy get flustered. The new guy, Gotenks as my mother whispered to me, began to fight daddy. It started to look bad for daddy until the miracle happened. He turned into this bright glowing man, too bright for me to look at. In only a split second the golden warrior knocked Gotenks out of the sky. It was so fun! Gotenks splashed into the lake and Goten and Trunks climbed out, soaking wet complaining about how daddy changed on them before they had a chance. Daddy changed back and was laughing up in the sky. I tugged at Trunks pant leg and he tried to ignore me but I had a really good grip even then. He called me a brat and asked me what I wanted. I wanted to know what did my daddy do, and could they do it too. Uncle Goten overheard me and laughed with his big mouth full of food.
"He went super saiyan", Goten said, "watch me!" Then Goten exploded into the bright light and his ki blew me right into a tree! Momma and Grandma were mad and yelled and threw things at him. I was okay, but the picnic was ruined and the tree has a dent now. That night in my warm bed all I could think about was the power that my daddy and uncle had to change their forms into the bright stars.
I wanted to be like daddy.
I wanted to be strong.
I wanted to be a super saiyan.
I trained for years with anyone who would fight me. I decided to be more like my uncle cause he had reached super saiyan when he was still a kid. I constantly tired to hang around Tunks and Uncle, watching them spar, which was rare, trying to figure out how they did it. I spied on Vegeta in the gravity room. I watched his movements, quick and cat like, a lion in disguise. But most of all, I watched daddy. He transformed to save the world, not for selfish purposes like Vegeta, or for fun like Trunks and Uncle. He was the golden hero.
So here I am, hiding in the small space ship's control room, waiting for the guys to get in so we can go into space and save the world. It has been over ten years since I first saw my dad transform. I still can't. Daddy said it was because I had so little saiyan blood. That's not true though, I am Son Pan, daughter of the great Son Gohan and Satan Videl, both heroes. I can overcome any odds, like my family has done since they came to Earth, like my father since his childhood was interrupted by war and battles. I have saiyan blood in my veins. I can do anything that daddy and the others saiyans can.
I will become a super, even if it kills me.
............
Yes I do know that at the end of the Buu Saga, Gohan became a mystic and didn't need to transform into super. But he hasn't trained heavily since then and lost his mystic form. Yup, that's my story and I am sticking with it.
Do you guys like one-shot fics?
My quest to become a Super Saiyan began one day when my father was sparring with Uncle Goten and Trunks. I sat on the picnic blanket, too small to be allowed to stray off by myself, and watched them fight in the air above me. His movements were effortless; even though he hardly trained he still was beating them easily. Then something weird had happened. Uncle and Trunks turned into this one really strong guy. Grandma turned her head up to the sky then and saw what happened. She was really, really angry. I remember her shouting at them saying that they might get hurt and trash the yard. I giggled, it was fun to see daddy get flustered. The new guy, Gotenks as my mother whispered to me, began to fight daddy. It started to look bad for daddy until the miracle happened. He turned into this bright glowing man, too bright for me to look at. In only a split second the golden warrior knocked Gotenks out of the sky. It was so fun! Gotenks splashed into the lake and Goten and Trunks climbed out, soaking wet complaining about how daddy changed on them before they had a chance. Daddy changed back and was laughing up in the sky. I tugged at Trunks pant leg and he tried to ignore me but I had a really good grip even then. He called me a brat and asked me what I wanted. I wanted to know what did my daddy do, and could they do it too. Uncle Goten overheard me and laughed with his big mouth full of food.
"He went super saiyan", Goten said, "watch me!" Then Goten exploded into the bright light and his ki blew me right into a tree! Momma and Grandma were mad and yelled and threw things at him. I was okay, but the picnic was ruined and the tree has a dent now. That night in my warm bed all I could think about was the power that my daddy and uncle had to change their forms into the bright stars.
I wanted to be like daddy.
I wanted to be strong.
I wanted to be a super saiyan.
I trained for years with anyone who would fight me. I decided to be more like my uncle cause he had reached super saiyan when he was still a kid. I constantly tired to hang around Tunks and Uncle, watching them spar, which was rare, trying to figure out how they did it. I spied on Vegeta in the gravity room. I watched his movements, quick and cat like, a lion in disguise. But most of all, I watched daddy. He transformed to save the world, not for selfish purposes like Vegeta, or for fun like Trunks and Uncle. He was the golden hero.
So here I am, hiding in the small space ship's control room, waiting for the guys to get in so we can go into space and save the world. It has been over ten years since I first saw my dad transform. I still can't. Daddy said it was because I had so little saiyan blood. That's not true though, I am Son Pan, daughter of the great Son Gohan and Satan Videl, both heroes. I can overcome any odds, like my family has done since they came to Earth, like my father since his childhood was interrupted by war and battles. I have saiyan blood in my veins. I can do anything that daddy and the others saiyans can.
I will become a super, even if it kills me.
............
Yes I do know that at the end of the Buu Saga, Gohan became a mystic and didn't need to transform into super. But he hasn't trained heavily since then and lost his mystic form. Yup, that's my story and I am sticking with it.
Do you guys like one-shot fics?