A/N: This is just an idea of mine I'm seeing how well it will progress. The characters are a little bit out of character but I promise that it will all make sense in the end. Oh yeah, and I brought Planet Vegeta back so that I could write this story. I know it was destroyed but it will help me develop a unique and interesting genre of storytelling..lol.
Epilogue:
It was the time of the Sayian wars and my father had been sent off to Planet Vegeta in a somewhat desperate plea to end the harsh torture of the human race. I never saw my father after the age of 10. Gohan Son no longer existed and soldiers marched and knocked upon my door waiting to deliver the bad news to my now widowed mother. Lack of food and money drove her to ultimately sell me to the Prince of Vegeta as a concubine. I never anticipated being sold, loosing my father and being betrayed by the only family I was directly related to. This is my story, I'm Pan Son and now I belong to the Prince of Vegeta as a "Birthday Present." The world falters and breaks into pieces in front of my eyes but only the reality of it all will shine through eventually.
Seventeen
Two sayian soldiers knocked upon my door waiting to deliver the news to my mother, Videl Son. My father had been missing for 7 years the last time I saw him was at the age of 10 and a war between human and sayians alike had just begun. My grandfather had died a year ago fighting for Earth, it was either fight for earth or the sayian race. In an effort to protect us he fought for Earth. To those upon planet Vegeta the human race had gotten in the way of full dominance over the Earth. No one was safe, the soldiers who came knocking upon the doors of families only reported death and despair. It was finally our time and that is exactly what came out from both their lips.
"Son, Gohan has been captured and killed by the Vegetain forces, we send our deepest sympathies to you and your daughter." The soldiers stated in a nonchalant tone.
My mother stood there with such disbelief that she went mad and I suppose knowing that I had no other family to go to, she sold me. As a way to pay off her debt, buy food, and get rid of the "burden" I supposedly caused for her.
"Mother don't let them take me, why are you doing this?"
"You must mind me Pan, I only look out for your best interests" my mother said as she mopped around, waiting for soldiers to pick me up and take me to Planet Vegeta.
"Please don't let them take me away….I'll be better I promise." I sobbed profusely.
"Don't let them take me away." I wrapped my hands around my mother's ankles, but she just pulled me along like a rag doll.
"I love you Pan, but I can no longer provide for you. And selling you to the enemy is the only way I know you'll be safe." She said in a calming manner that didn't seem to soothe me any.
"Please understand my disposition, you are my daughter, I know that I cannot provide a livable environment for you any more. You will be well taken care of I know this for a fact my dear."
My mother had gone mad after she found out that my father had died. There was no Chi-chi, and Goku. It seemed like the light in her eyes had burned out and all that was left was an empty and soulless women. She was alone and even though I tried to provide comfort it wasn't enough for the aches and pains I knew she harbored. Sometimes now that I think back it is just such a difficult thing for me to accept, for in the face of humility I didn't stand tall. What am I, just another woman to be sold into slavery to a man whose father killed my father? I believe not, I won't be the one to satisfy his pleasures as a concubine. If I die at least I knew it was because I'm trying to keep my morals straight. Clutching onto my mothers leg as she dragged me along would do no good, I just wanted that warmth at least for a moment.