Oh well would you look at that! Two new chapters in two different stories! Here we go! Old story, new start! The revamped Dragon Ball Legacy is here! I just hope it is better this time around!

Disclaimer: Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball GT and Dragon Ball Super are all owned by Toei Animation, FUNimation, Fuji TV and Akira Toriyama. The only thing that I can stake a claim to are my original characters.

Opening Theme: "Hero" by Flow

Ending Theme: "Haruka Kanata" by UNLIMITS

Chapter 1: Landing

It has been five years since the defeat of Omega Shenron. Five years since Goku, made the decision to leave the planet and train in the Realm of the Dragons, with the Dragon of Earth Shenron. And since then, everything had gone back to normal. Well... as normal as it can get for Pan Son.

It had been hard for her Grandmother Chi-Chi to come to terms with her husband leaving. Pan had been angry at the Universe's Greatest Hero up and leaving his wife like that again, but Chi-Chi reassured her that she was fine.

As for her uncle Goten, she wasn't sure what he was doing. Most of the time, he was just lazing around and bothering Trunks when he was working. Pan sighed in annoyance.

That guy really needs to get a job, she thought, eyebrow twitching in irritation at her uncle's lazy attitude. Or at least train! Do something! Jeez! He's so lazy!

Her father, Gohan, had gone back to work as a Scholar, whilst her mother, Videl, had decided that she wanted a bit more excitement in her life other than just being a housewife, so she took over her father's Dojo.

As for the Vegeta Family, Bulma had began tutoring Trunks, so that he was ready to take over Capsule Corp. He didn't want to do it, but he really had no choice in the matter. Vegeta, as always, was pushing himself to the limit, training to get even stronger, and had gained a new, and unexpected partner in the process.

Shortly after defeating Omega Shenron, Vegeta left the Earth on a two year training trip into space. Since losing his Super Saiyan 4 form, the man wanted to see if he could get stronger without it. During this time, Bulla, his youngest daughter, got caught up in an event that changed her life forever. Marron still has nightmares.

When he eventually came back, she immediately demanded him to train her. Honestly, the whole thing shocked Pan. Bulla went from the typical shopaholic teenager to a bonafide badass.

Krillin and his family are enjoying their peaceful lives, with Krillin now taking over the police department as chief. Eighteen even stops by to spar with Pan sometimes. Marron had taken over a bar that was a few minutes walk away from Capsule Corp, though after what happened with her and Bulla, she was more reserved and much more mature than she used to be, and seemed to have a habit of disappearing at night... at least that's what Eighteen had told her. From the distressed looks Bulla sent the older woman, Pan had a feeling the cerulean-haired halfling knew exactly what Marron was up to.

Tien has being thinking about re-opening the dojo he used to train at, and Yamcha... well... she didn't really know what Yamcha was doing. She definitely didn't care about anything Master Roshi was doing.

Uub had gone back to his village, though sometimes, she saw him hanging around Capsule Corp whenever Marron was around for some reason.

As for herself... Pan had began to attend high school again, along with Bulla who was in the year below her. Though somehow she was the only one in her family that consistently kept up with her training. Everyday after school, she'd push herself to her limits, mostly training with Vegeta and Bulla. The rigorous training that Vegeta put her through - and even the solo training she endured - had given her a lot of time to mature and distance herself a bit from her 11 year old self.

Sometimes, Vegeta would even drag Trunks and Goten into it. He's not particularly impressed with their lazy attitude.

But all in all, the 16 year old had a fun and peaceful life.

The young teen closed her big black eyes, sighing in content as her silky long black hair blew softly in the calm breeze, her straight bangs of hair framing her face.

Pan had long since ditched her old clothing. Since she was now slowly coming of age, her old clothing could barely fit her as her body developed into that of a woman. She only kept her orange bandana which was now tied around her forehead, instead of over her hair, raising her bangs up a bit. She was wearing a black hooded jacket, with a red shirt underneath, and black jeans with a belt that had a miniature version of the four star Dragon Ball as a belt buckle. She also wore red fingerless gloves and black trainers.

It was the weekend, so Pan had decided to relax and rest her muscles. She was lying on the side of a hill, with one leg propped up on the other, her arms resting behind her head.

"Look out Pan!"

One big black pupil snapped open at the masculine shout, eyes going wide at the sight of a spinning ball of energy bolting towards her.

Thinking fast, Pan sprang onto her hands and pushed off the ground, back-flipping through the air and out of harms way, landing higher up the hill just as the energy ball struck where she was previously lying, creating a huge explosion of smoke that rose up into the sky.

Pan sighed in relief as the smoke began to clear, burning grass filling her slightly enhanced Saiyan senses. Pan glared up at the sky, her temper boiling as she scowled at the two men floating high above her.

"What the hell are you two playing at?! Are you that rusty that you can't even aim right?!" she snapped, as the two men chuckled nervously at her anger, landing on the side of the hill.

"Sorry Pan. I didn't mean to. Honestly," Goten replied. Pan's scowl thickened in irritation as she glared down at the black eyed boy, placing her fists on her slim hips.

"Sorry ain't gonna cut it Goten! A baby has better aim than you!" the younger woman yelled. Goten, her uncle, laughed nervously. The last thing he wanted to do was make his niece angry.

Goten had slimmed out more since the Omega Shenron fiasco, but his physique was still well refined and toned. The half Saiyan wore relatively the same orange gi he used to wear as a child, except now he wore, a short sleeved black undershirt, showing off his lean and muscular arms. His hair, that was originally cut short and spiked upwards, had grown slightly in length, creating a mop of hair, with bangs framing his forehead.

"Come on Pan. Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?" a long haired man questioned from where he stood beside Goten, his voice deep and raspy. His sharp blue eyes narrowed in warning at the teenager when she snarled at him.

The man's hair was a bright shade of lavender, and was long and silky, tied up in a single ponytail, with large strands of hair framing the side of his face. He wore a dark green gi, complete with an orange belt that was wrapped tightly around his waist and a matching set of leather gauntlets. Tucked into the pants of his gi was a pair of brown shin-high boots.

The lavender haired man let a cocky smirk stretch across his lips as he eyed the increasingly annoyed girl. "Besides, it's not like you could do any better."

He instantly regretted that comment when a sphere of ki, the size of a tennis ball whizzed past his head, causing both him and Goten to jump hastily out of the way.

"Watch where you're throwing that thing Pan! You nearly took my head off!" Trunks yelled, his deep blue eyes wide as he stared at the woman, the blast creating an explosion in the distance behind him.

Pan let loose a smirk of her own, though hers was more mischievous and menacing. "What? But according to you, my aim is worse than Goten's. Isn't that what you said, Trunks?"

The two men had been sparring in the sky, while Pan was resting. A rare occurrence for Trunks and Goten, who both normally avoided sparring and training as much as her father did. Though, the only reason why they agreed to train was because they had, had enough of Pan's bragging, not realising that she was purposely egging them on.

Both Goten and Trunks began to comically sweat bullets as two sizable spheres of energy shone brightly in Pan's hands, a wide, almost innocent smile on her face as the light that the energy balls gave off illuminated off her face. Pan may be younger than the two of them put together, but she was still capable of making them feel fear. A trait that all the women they knew seemed to share. Pan was never one to hold back when angered.

"N-Now, now Pan! Lets not be hasty!"

"Y-Yeah! He was just kidding!"

"You two had better start running..."

Luckily for the two men, they were spared Pan's wrath for the moment, as her cell phone chose that moment to make itself known.

Pan quickly dispersed the energy spheres in her hands, ignoring Trunks and Goten's sigh of relief, stuffing her hands into her jeans pocket to pull out her phone and answer it.

"Hello?" A soft smile stretched across Pan's face as the person who called her responded.

"Sure, I'll tell him." Pan hung up the phone, smiling at the two.

"That was Grandma Chi-Chi. Lunch is ready Goten," she explained.

"Aw yeah!" Goten cheered, before blasting off into the sky, a white streak igniting around his form as he flew off.

"HEY! DON'T JUST TAKE OFF!" Pan yelled out. "YOU'D BETTER NOT EAT EVERYTHING YOU PIG!"

Pan looked set to blast off after him, but hesitated and smiled back at Trunks. "Do you wanna come? Grandma Chi-Chi wouldn't mind an extra person joining us for dinner."

Trunks smiled back at the young woman he called a dear friend. "Thanks but no thanks. Mother will have my head if I don't get back home."

"Okay. See you later then," Pan replied with a grin before taking off in a blast of white, shooting off towards the mountains. Trunks watched her fly off with a smile before blasting off in the opposite direction, flying towards West City.

Pan smiled brightly, her long hair flowing, as she shot through the sky. Pan had always loved this. Flying through the bright skies, with no one to bother you. She loved it even more at night. She felt free, and unshackled. It was a feeling that she would never grow tired of.

As Pan flew through the sky, two houses that were a few seconds apart from each other came into view, resting at the foot of a forest near Mount Paozu. The pair of buildings overlooked the mainland, both connected by a small pathway that led to a garage, which was connected to Pan's home.

Pan landed inside the garden that surrounded the house on the right, careful not to land on the grass and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and an elderly woman wearing a sleeveless navy blue dress appeared from behind the door. The woman wore black shoes, with long red socks which was tucked into white pants, with a pair of thick red wristbands around her wrists and a pair of pearl earrings pierced into her earlobes. The woman had kind black eyes and short black hair, though her hair was starting to turn gray due to age.

"Come in hun. Food is on the table," the elderly woman said with a gentle smile.

"Thanks Grandma Chi-Chi," Pan replied gratefully as Chi-Chi let her inside the small house.

Pan took off her boots, placing them next to Goten's black shoes before walking into the kitchen, where she found Goten already stuffing his face, a pile of rice cakes in a bowl next to him. In fact the whole table was filled with plates and bowls full of food.

"You better have saved some food for me Uncle. Cause' if you haven't you'll be sorry," Pan growled out as she grabbed a pair of chopsticks.

Goten gave her a sheepish smile as he shoved a rice ball into his mouth, sweating under Pan's piercing gaze. Chi-Chi chuckled as Pan grabbed her own plate of food, saying a small prayer before digging in, a smile instantly spreading across the young woman's face.

"This is great as always Grandma Chi-Chi!" she complimented.

"Thank you Pan!" the elderly woman replied. "Have as much as you want. There's plenty of food here."

"Don't mind if I do!" Pan said enthusiastically, slapping Goten's hand away with a stern glare when he tried to take the last few drumsticks.

"Hands off! You've already eaten most of them!"

"You're so mean!"

"Yeah wel-" Pan suddenly froze, a frown appearing on her face, whilst Goten's eyes narrowed, a serious expression appearing on his face.

Chi-Chi watched the two with a worried expression, as they glared at the door of the kitchen that led to the back garden of Chi-Chi's home. "Is everything all right you two?"

Pan slowly stood up, still glaring at the backdoor.

"An unfamiliar ki signature just entered our atmosphere," she explained, making Chi-Chi even more worried.

"You don't think they're here to cause trouble do you?" Chi-Chi asked the forbidden question.

"Don't know," Pan answered truthfully, eyes narrowed in confusion as she concentrated on the unfamiliar energy. That's weird. Their energy is faint. Whoever this person is... they're either injured or purposely trying to mask their ki.

Goten stood up with a serious expression on his face. "I can sense the others heading towards whoever this person is. Lets go too."

He looked at Pan, who nodded wordlessly. The two warriors headed out the kitchen, quickly putting their boots and shoes back on, before heading out the door without another word, quickly shooting into the sky.

"Now wait just a minute! You two haven't finished eating yet!" Chi-Chi cried out as the duo flew off.

"Don't worry Grandma! We'll come back later!" Pan called out over her shoulder before blasting off to catch up with Goten. Chi-Chi just released a tired sigh as she watched them disappear into the sky.

Pan and Goten flew through the sky, quickly leaving the grassy fields, tropical forests and tall mountains that surrounded their home, and into a deserted canyon searching for anything out of the ordinary.

"They're somewhere around here," Goten muttered to himself as he and Pan stretched out their senses as far as possible.

"Down there Goten!" Pan called out, pointing at the ground.

Goten looked down at where Pan was pointing, quickly noticing the large crater that had impacted the rocky ground, smoke rising out of it.

"That can't be good," Goten said with a worried expression on his face as they floated above the crash sight.

"Bulla, Vegeta and Trunks are already down there. Let's land," Pan replied. The duo lowered towards the ground and landed near the crater, where there was indeed a few more people standing at the edge of the crater, looking down into it with deep frowns on their faces. One of the few people that stood around the crater was of course Trunks.

"Hey Bulla!" Pan called out, heading towards the trio. A girl, that seemed to be around the same age as Pan, looked back with curious sharp blue eyes, her long, bright blue coloured hair, tied up into a single high ponytail, with a fringe of bangs hanging partly over her right eye.

The young girl wore a red collared jacket with the cuffs in black, and had the Capsule Corp logo imprinted on the right side of her sleeves. Underneath she wore a black crop top, that exposed her toned stomach and black skin tight leather pants with zipped pockets that was held up by a leather belt, her pants was tucked into pointed black heeled shin-high boots.

"I'll speak to you later mom," the girl said into the phone that she held against her ear, before hanging up and smiling at her long time friend.

"Hey Pan! How's your training going?" Bulla asked.

"Better than the idiot behind me. He can't even aim right," Pan grumbled, making Bulla laugh in amusement.

"Hey! It was an accident alright!"

"Whatever."

From beside Bulla, a man of muscular build huffed at Goten's response.

"Hey Vegeta!" Pan greeted with a smile, though the full blooded Saiyan didn't reply. She wasn't surprise by that of course.

The former Prince of All Saiyans' black spiky hair, that was previously cut short, had started to grow back to its original flame-haired length, giving him a slightly younger appearance. To be honest, Pan liked flame-haired Vegeta more than short-haired Vegeta. There was something badass about the way it spiked up like a never dying flame that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

He was wearing updated armor, that she knew he had nagged Bulma endlessly to make, having being tired of wearing street clothes for fights to the death. He now wore a black jumpsuit with a more durable, skin-tight chest plate, along with his traditional white boots and gloves.

Pan ignored Vegeta's rudeness and looked down into the crater.

"Any idea what it might be?" the teenager asked curiously.

"Not a clue," Trunks replied.

"It's a Saiyan space-pod."

Pan and the rest of the group stared at Vegeta in shock.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?!" Goten exclaimed with a look of fear.

"Isn't the Saiyan race suppose to be extinct?" Trunks asked the older man.

Vegeta huffed in an uncaring manner.

"Calm yourselves! I didn't say it was a Saiyan inside that space-pod," he growled out in irritation. "We don't know if it is a Saiyan or if it is some other species. Relax!"

The teens glared at the Saiyan with one sentence running through their minds; Why didn't you just say that instead of making us worry like that!

"Hey!"

Everyone looked up just in time to see a tall and fairly built man, holding a slim woman in his strong muscular arms, touching down onto the rocky surface.

"Hey Dad!" Pan greeted, waving to her father with a smile as he set her mother onto her own two feet.

"Are you sure you should be here Pan?" her father, Gohan asked. "Things could get dangerous."

Gohan's eyes were as black as ever, with short spiky hair.

"I can look after myself Dad," Pan commented in a slightly annoyed tone at his over protectiveness, before raising an eyebrow at the outfit he wore and her mother's presence. "When did you find time to change? And why is Mom here?"

Gohan seemed to be wearing her grandpa's old orange gi, the same gi as Goten, but with a navy blue undershirt which matched the pair of wristbands he wore and the navy blue sash around his waist, complete with navy blue boots.

"I couldn't just come here in a suit Pan. As for your mother..." Gohan looked down at his wife who just grinned smugly up at him, her light blue eyes twinkling. "Well, I was originally gonna drop your mother off at home. But then she wanted to come, and you know what your mother's like."

The woman's long black hair was tied into a single braid and had single strands of hair framing her face. The middle aged woman wore a jeans jacket that was left open, revealing the plain white shirt she wore underneath. She wore skinny jeans pants, that were tucked into knee-high light brown boots, and fastened by a brown belt, with a silver belt buckle, wrapped around her waist.

Pan just shook her head at how easily her human mother managed to wrap her finger around her super strong half alien father. It was almost embarrassing.

"Hey bro!" Goten called out with a little wave.

"Goten! I see you came too," Gohan noted with a smile towards his younger brother.

"Yep!" the younger of the two replied whilst grasping hands in a brotherly handshake.

Vegeta glanced over at Pan's parents, releasing a small sound of annoyance before looking back down at the crash sight.

"Why did you bring the woman here brat?" the Saiyan Prince growled, making Videl glare angrily at him with her fists clenched tightly at her sides, deeply offended.

"I'll have you know I am more than capable of taking care of myself!" the woman snapped, turning away from Vegeta with a huff, her arms crossed with an annoyed pout on her face that made both Pan and Gohan chuckle nervously with comical sweat-drops.

"You could have been a bit nicer father," Bulla said as she walked back over to where the Prince stood.

"Humph!" Bulla chuckled in amusement at that response.

Trunks growled slightly in impatience. "Why are we standing all the way up here?! Shouldn't we go and take a closer look?"

"Use your head! We don't know if it's a friend or foe!" Vegeta growled in annoyance, though by the way he was tapping his finger against his crossed bicep, the prince was also starting to get impatient.

"Well I'm done waiting!" Trunks replied, before jumping into the crater.

"GET BACK HERE BOY!"

Bulla face-palmed at her brother's bullheadedness while Pan sighed before jumping in after him.

"Pan! What are you doing?!" Gohan exclaimed in worry.

"Someone has to make sure that he doesn't do anything stupid!" Pan called back.

"But-"

"Let her go Gohan," Videl said softly whilst smiling up at him in reassurance. "She'll be fine."

Gohan sighed, hanging his head in defeat, making Goten chuckle at his response.

The two Saiyan hybrids went to take a closer look, quickly finding the large boulder-like spacecraft as the smoke began to clear up a bit more, with a red circle that acted as a red-tinted window in the middle of the pod.

"That must be the space-pod," Trunks muttered.

"It's smaller than what Vegeta described," Pan replied with a sweat-drop. "Who in their right minds would want to fly around space in that tiny thing?!"

The duo stopped dead in their tracks when a loud bang resounded throughout the area.

"What was that?" Videl asked, looking down at the crater curiously.

Bulla's sharp blue eyes narrowed as she glared down into the crater. "It's coming from the pod..."

Pan and Trunks got into a fighting stance as another loud bang rocked the space-pod, putting the both of them on edge.

"This doesn't look good," Goten muttered from where he stood at the edge of the crater.

"Prepare yourselves," Vegeta ordered, uncrossing his arms as he glared down at the space-pod. "Things could get ugly."

At that warning the group tensed, ready to come to Pan and Trunks' aid at the first sign of trouble, while a nervous look appeared on Videl's face.

With a third bang, the door was suddenly knocked off its hinges. Trunks eyes widened, before hastily rolling out of the way, the door of the space-pod coming close to barrelling into him.

Trunk's right eye twitched in annoyance at Pan's laughter as he rose back up to his feet, glaring at the young quarter Saiyan. He could even hear Bulla snorting from above. "What's so funny?!"

"You almost got your head knocked off!"

"Shut up!"

A groan caught both Trunks and Pan's attention, making them stiffen as a hand grabbed the edges of the door frame. A shadowed figure came into view, resting their hand on the space-pod, the tale-tail signs of a tail twitching behind the mysterious figure sending alarm bells ringing through Trunks and Pan's head.

This person was definitely a Saiyan.

As the Saiyan came into view, it became apparent that this Saiyan was heavily injured, if the limp in the persons' step was anything to go by. As the smoke cleared around them, both Pan and Trunks' eyes slowly widened in shock as they got a more clearer look at the Saiyan.

"I don't believe it..." Pan's mouth hung open slightly, her black eyes widening in shock. Trunks stayed silent, his sharp blue eyes wide with surprise.

"I-Impossible!" Vegeta exclaimed as he and the others that had stayed behind looked down in equal shock.

While it surprised them that more Saiyans existed, the fact that this Saiyan happened to be a woman shocked them to the core.

She looked to be around 25 years old, and had messy, spiky jet black hair which was swept mostly to her left side, and came out in medium-length flowing locks that rested against her shoulders. Bangs of hair framed the left side of her forehead in a fringe, and the ends of her spiky wild hair were dyed red. Her clothes was completely torn, barely covering her voluptuous figure. She wore a ragged green cloak with what looked like the designs of a gold dragon imprinted on the cloth. She wore what seemed to be the remains of a leather black jumpsuit. Large rips and tears decorated the Saiyan female's lower clothing, with the upper part of the clothing barely hanging on, just enough to cover up her modesty, leaving her light tanned and toned stomach exposed. The sleeves of the jumpsuit were destroyed, strips of the sleeves hanging off her arms.

Blood was everywhere, dripping off the vicious wounds that covered her exposed skin and onto the floor, her right arm hanging lifelessly at her side.

Trunks and Pan stared at the woman in horror as she limped towards them, her dull eyes drilling a hole through them. The woman snarled, her eyes shining in such a bright colour of silver that Pan gasped at the sight of them. Rage. Pain. Loss. Fear. Cold blooded fear, stared back at Pan, freezing her to the core.

The mysterious Saiyan tensed, as if expecting the two in front of her to attack her, a nasty gash visible on her forehead, her face also covered in blood.

Pan and Trunks were in such a state of shock at the woman's appearance that they failed to catch her in time when she collapsed.

And that's Chapter one of Dragon Ball Legacy!

Now, Last time around, I kinda (I think I did) alluded to the events of Dragon Ball Super. I won't be doing that this time around. Things from Dragon Ball Super may pop up, but there won't be any mention of the events of Dragon Ball Super. The reason for this is because I've taken a liking to the theory that Dragon Ball GT and Dragon Ball Super are completely separate timelines from each other. That means in this series, the characters are not aware of the existence of Gods of Destruction nor do they know about the Super Saiyan Gods transformation. Well... Apart from a few certain characters but we'll get to that when we do. Of course this doesn't mean that Gods of Destruction don't exist in the GT timeline. Beerus just didn't make his presence known.

(If he had have appeared, villains like Bebi, Super 17 and Omega Shenron would have never stood a chance against Super Saiyan Blue Goku. And probably would have been thoroughly curb-stomped by Ultra Instinct Goku)

'Goodbye, and Goodnight!'