Author's Note: Hey guys! I have to redo this story because it was taken off when my account was sabotaged so I ask you to PLEASE REVIEW! I'd love you forever.

Now this isn't going to be one of those Pan tells Trunks that she loves him, he says he doesn't love her back, Pan leaves, Pan comes back sometime later all grown up, Trunks falls in love with her and tries to get her back. I don't really like that, what that shows is that Trunks only goes for beauty and that's lust. I don't mean to shun any one whom likes those just know that this won't be one of those stories.

These are things you need to know for this story:

Gohan was NEVER the Great Saiyaman.

Goku came after five years, but still treats Gohan differently from Goten, meaning he plays with Goten but he still expects Gohan to fend for himself and to become the next 'World's Protector'.

Gohan doesn't want this though he has been training since Cell to get his father's approval.

All Saiyans still have their tails.

Ages:

Pan: 17

Gohan (GT): 40

Videl (GT): 40

Trunks (GT): 28

Trunks (Mirai): 18

Gohan (Present): 18

Videl (Present): 17

Goten (GT): 27

Goten (Chibi): 7

Trunks (Chibi): 8

If you want to know some one else's ages just ask in a review.

~* Fall of the Warriors *~

It was dark. Very dark. She couldn't see anything as she turned around gazing around to find any source of light. At least she thought she was. Suddenly her legs began to move on their own accord.

She began walking, she couldn't tell which way she was traveling as all of her senses had been affected by the darkness rendering them just as useless as her sight. She wiped some of the ebony locks that fell around her face. Suddenly she felt something cold and wet begin to fall from her cheeks and onto the ground with a deafening splash. It was almost like rain falling into the sea. Reaching up, she brushed her hands against her cheek.

She was crying.

'Why am I crying?' She pondered. Something wasn't going to let her think upon that as a bright red light absorbed the surrounding area. She brought her arms up to cover her eyes.

 As the light died down, the ebony haired girl glanced around. She was in a church, she observed. This place was decorated for a huge celebration. Flowers and ribbons hung from the ceiling and the hall was filled with people. Some people she knew and others that she was unfamiliar with. She walked around apparently no one could see her or they were just ignoring her. Wide charcoal eyes looked upon the faces of every person there, they seemed to be happy and congratulating two people that were in the center of the large crowd. She slowly walked towards them. Her body felt cold and wet in the room filled with warmth and love. It felt like this place was never meant for the likes of her. She pushed through the crowed; the people around her were fading as she touched them. Their faces were nearly impossible for her to see. She continued on. 'Let me through!' she thought. Her voice had refused to work for her. As she reached the center of the crowd she could see a flash of blond and lavender hair. Her heart constricted as she was finally pushed through the crowd.

"Trunks?" She spoke.

The fore mentioned man was standing in a handsome white tuxedo with a beautiful blond woman hanging on his arm. She was dressed in a beautiful wedding dress; blond hair fell perfectly around her face and framed her bright blue eyes. A smile graced her ruby red lips and a huge grin graced his. They both looked so happy. And she knew why.

Trunks and Marron were married.

Her heart shattered. Crystal tears fell from her eyes as she heard the man that held her heart speak.

"Welcome honored friends and thank you for coming to this most happy occasion. I am pleased to announce that my beloved Marron and I are finally man and wife!" Trunks pulled his newlywed wife into his arms and kissed her passionately. The crowd cheered.

The girl hugged herself as each word cut deeper and deeper into her soul. She had to get out of here. And so she ran.

She ran through the crowd and she ran through the church. She ran back into the darkness. She ran and ran and ran.

She didn't know long she had run until she finally stopped. Her chest ached and her breathing was panted. She pulled her knees up under her chin and wrapped her arms around herself. Then she cried.

She cried her sorrows to the world.

She cried and cried.

But know one was listening.

No one but one person.

A cold hand was placed on her shoulder; startled she jumped up and took a defensive stance. "Who are you?!" she demanded.

The figure stayed in the shadows. A deep voice spoke to her, "You poor, sad child. Betrayed by those who were suppose to love you, then you're cast aside like yesterday's trash."

"Shut up!" The girl screamed, fresh tears fell.

The person chuckled, "You may not want to admit it but this will come to pass. Your family will leave you, your friends will betray you. You will be left alone in the dark with no one to answer your cries for love and affection."

"Stop it!" She screamed again this time she brought a hand up to slap the person in his face.

The man caught her hand with his and brought it up to his cold face. "No one will answer your calls as no one has. But I will, just like I always have. Bring me into your world and I will end your suffering." He brought his lips to her hand. "I will make those you have made you suffer pay." He pulled her sobbing form into his dark embrace. She sobbed as his darkness seeped around her.

He cupped her chin in his large hand and brought her face up to his. Cold ice blue eyes gazed into her charcoal eye; then he gently brought his lips to hers in a gentle kiss.

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Pan shot straight up from her bed covered in a cold sweat. She brought her hands up too her lips were she could still feel the man's kiss. It felt cold and warm at the same time. Her dream was still fresh in her mind, though it was slowly fading.
Who was that man? she thought. Suddenly the shrill cry from her alarm clock startled her out of her thoughts and pushed her to get ready for the day ahead.
She pulled on a white t-shirt and put a dark blue Gi over it. Her mother didn't like it when she wore Gi's but she was going out to train any way so it didn't really matter to her. She left her shoulder length ebony hair down and wrapped her tail around her waist. She stared at the golden band that was forever attached to her tail, it signified that she was the last of the Elite's. Pan looked back to the mirror on her wall and put on a smile for the day.

Smile when your heart is breaking. She thought bitterly to herself and left the room.

Pan walked down the stairs and into the kitchen expecting to find her mother, father, grandma Chi Chi and her grandpa Goku, but the kitchen was deserted. She then remembered that they were at Bulma's house discussing wedding plans for Trunks and Marron. Pan sighed as she walked to the fridge looking for something to eat. She grabbed some rice balls and some bacon as she wasn't feeling particularly hungry today. She hadn't been eating well since Trunks and Marron had announced their engagement.

Now Pan wasn't bitter towards Marron as she was a very good friend, but she couldn't help jealous about Marron finally getting the man she had loved since she was a young girl. Pan was angry at herself for acting like this, you'd think that someone in her family had died instead of her two best friends getting married. She finished her breakfast with a frustrated huff of air and walked out of the house. Once she was out of the house, Pan started to fly into the forest for her morning training with Vegeta.

This was going to be a hard morning.

Just remember to smile. Smile and maybe no one will notice.

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Pan landed in the wooded area earlier than she had thought she would. She looked around and found that nobody was here yet. Nodding to herself, Pan began to punch and kick at invisible enemies. At first she started at a normal human's fighting power, then she started to get faster and more powerful. Soon she was just a blur.

Suddenly Pan felt a familiar ki near by and stopped in her training. She landed back on the ground and looked behind her where she had felt the ki. Vegeta soon stepped through the thick foliage. She gave a quick bow of respect to the Saiyan King and took the defensive stance.

Vegeta merely shook his head in disagreement.

Pan got out of the defensive stance and asked, "Aren't we going to spare today Vegeta-sama (1)?"

Vegeta(2) gave an affectionate smirked to her like he always did. "No Kaiji (3), the onna decided that I am to help with the damn ceremony." He said with much disgust in the word ceremony.

"Oh." A down-casted Pan replied.

Vegeta huffed out in annoyance with a scowl. Damn brat getting mated to the wrong woman. He thought with distaste towards his son. He had already told him that he disapproved in his taste of women, but his son had merely stated that he loved the machine's daughter and planned to get married to her. Too bad that baka brat doesn't see that it's killing Kaiji. Again he scowled.

Pan had yet to turn her back on Vegeta so he could still see that she was disappointed. "Don't worry Kaiji, I want nothing to do with this ceremony and I plan on complaining during every second of it." This got him a giggle from Pan. He gave a rare smile. He treated Pan more like his child than he did for any of his biological children, and if you were to ask him he would admit that he would be honored to be her father. She acted more Saiyan than his own children! She was his greatest hope for the Saiyan civilization.

"Thank you Vegeta-sama." Pan smiled, "I needed a laugh today."

Vegeta nodded, showing he understood. "I may be being forced to participate in this ceremony today, but that does not mean that I will let you off today. The Namik will be training with you for a short while today, then my brat will train you."

Pan opened her mouth to argue against training with Trunks, but quickly shut it. She knew that this would probably be the last time she ever would see this Trunks. Which was silly because even though he was getting married it wouldn't mean that she would never see him…….. right? Pan shook her head to rid the disturbing thoughts in her head.

"The Namik will be here shortly, but I must leave now before the onna can complain that I am gone. Josho (4)." Vegeta didn't wait for a reply before he took off into the air.

Pan merely watched as he left and replied with a simple "Josho" of her own before she went back to her training.

They left you again, didn't they? the same voice from her dream taunted.

'No! They have more important things to do than baby-sit me. they have to plan Trunks and Marron's wedding. Besides I don't mind being alone.' Pan threw three punches into the air, low, middle, low, each held less and less power.

All of them can't possibly be needed to plan one wedding.' He scoffed, 'They just didn't want to be around you. They have been avoiding you since the 'happy couple' announced their big plans. Two punches and one kick, all slow and sluggish. They left you alone. And don't think that you could possibly ever like being alone. I know how you cry each night that your parents aren't home. I know how your heart bleeds. One kick and five punches slowly growing more powerful.

'My parents are hard working people! They want nothing more than to give me the best!' Another punch with less power and slower.

Did you ever want what their money could give you? It stated plainly. Two kick one too the head and another to the midsection.

'No.' came the mournful reply. One chop to the neck, slow enough for a human too see and powerful enough for them to get a slight burst of discomfort.

No of course not, all you ever wanted was them. You didn't want the money, the clothes, the toys. You wanted the one thing they were always too busy to give you. Three punches one kick, incredibly fast and powerful.

'And what would that be?' A languid roundhouse kick.

Love. Pan gasped and stopped all movement. He was right. She lowered herself to the ground, sitting on her knees.

'Yes. They gave me everything but that. Mama, papa, they were always too busy. Grandpa Goku was always fighting and Grandma Chi Chi was always busing herself. Vegeta-sama and Piccolo-san were the only ones that have ever paid any attention to me. They trained me to be powerful. They care for me.' the ebony haired Saiyan reasoned.

They don't care for you. They needed a strong fighter from your generation to protect the Earth when they are gone, and since everyone else is weak or they have their own lives it was only natural for them to pick you. They were charged with training you and they have been doing their job. The voice spoke.

'No! That's not true! Vegeta-sama always calls me Kaiji! And Piccolo-san calls me his daughter! They would never say those things with out meaning their words………… would they?' uncertainty began to wrap its devilish hands around her.

Yes! This is the untold truth! This is the harsh fact that you have to learn! The people around you have lied to you and deceived you. They use you to their satisfaction then they will abandon you. I've seen it happen too many times for you to comprehend. Those word of affection they call you are nothing more than sounds and letters, they have trained you for their purpose and they have given you nothing else! Do not let them succeed in forcing you into submission. A cold, strong hand was placed on her shoulder as she began to weep. They will cast you out into the dark and you will plea and beg but no one will answer your cries. No one will care or love you. No one but me. A hand cupped her chin.

'Why?' She questioned softly.

Because I have loved you since you were a child and I first saw you. I promised myself then that I would always be here for you. Allow me to keep that pledge. Bring me into your world so I may show you true love, so that I can care for your bleeding heart. Bring me into your world and I will end your suffering. I will make those who hurt you pay in blood for your own bleeding heart. Bring me into your world so I can show you a new life. The shadowed man brought her lips to his. Allow me to be here with you, allow me to save you.

Though Pan couldn't make out the man's face in the dark cloud that surrounded him, she could see his dark blue eyes. She felt…….something when she looked into his eyes. She wasn't sure if it was good or bad, but she wasn't afraid.

'Save me.'

The man brought his lips down to hers and all went black.

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Author's Note: Okay so nothing HUGE has happened yet. But I love the cliffhanger don't you? *grins evilly * If you want more or are just plain confused either e-mail me or review!

1 Vegeta-sama: This means 'Lord Vegeta' or 'King Vegeta'. Pan calls Vegeta this because she was almost raised by him and Piccolo for her entire life because of her parent's work life. She recognizes Vegeta as her king and shows him respect by doing this.

2 Vegeta: I know Vegeta is OOC but he has to be for this story.

3 Kaiji: I made this up but it is Saiyan for 'beloved daughter' or 'honored daughter'. Vegeta uses this to address Pan because he feels that, even if not by blood, she is his daughter and his choice for his son's mate, thought his son is getting married to some one else.

4 Josho: Again another made up Saiyan word. This one means 'Until next time' or 'Good bye' or 'Farewell'. It is used for close family and honored guest.