Hello everyone! Its nice to see a new story up, isn't it? This is my huge project I hinted at the end of Unexpected Occurrences. A few things I'd like to share with you:
1. Pan is Goku and ChiChi's.
2. The other time line, is slightly shifted to fit the plot... Pan does exist in the Mirai time line.
3. There is a huge plot line in store, and I don't know if I can update regularly, just bear with me.
With that being said... ENJOY :)
The Visionary and The Bond
Prologue: The day it all changed
"Grams, I'm going out!" The girl called down. Her long black hair swaying lightly from the wind, a wet bandanna tied upon her face for protection. "Be careful, you hear? And if you don't feel up to all of the chores, come home." The older woman called back to her. The response was barely heard because of the nearly air tight, barricaded home in which they lived.
It had been eighteen years since one of the biggest threats had been relinquished, but only five and a half since another had risen. But it wasn't something people generally saw, but smelled. It swept through quickly, but its effects wore on for years. As of late the smell had dissipated, leaving the more than pungent scent of death. In those five or so years, she had seen her mother whom was one of the strongest in the world, wither away from almost nothing.
The girl's mind wondered back to her childhood and all of the memories it held. Her backpack salvaged the last remaining things of her seemingly perfect childhood. Old pictures, video, and the beloved radar her father went on about for years. It was the only glimmer of hope for her family to be whole once again. One picture that always kept her mother going she said was one of a little three year old blue eyed girl with pig tails, and a huge smile.
"The reason we fight." That's what was written in calligraphy on the back. Her mother kept it close to her heart whenever she fought, for the little girl was the reason they wanted to destroy the threat, so she may have the childhood they did not.
"You've grown unbearably soft in these times of peace." Vegeta could be heard saying in the back yard of Capsule Corp. It had been a few months since Majin Buu had been defeated, and Vegeta was already calling the children weak. Eleven year old Son Pan sat on the ground in between her two brothers, listening intently to what the Saiyan Prince was saying. While Bra and Trunks just sat there, almost asleep from his speech. "Get up brats!" He shouted. Here was the fun part... the sparring matches.
Gohan helped up Videl, and for the fifth time that afternoon apologized for their date being canceled. Apparently when Vegeta called the little children weak, that meant he too was weak. Everyone went into fighting stance as Goku and Vegeta stood on the other side of the yard, watching for any flaws to call them out on.
Suddenly, Pan dropped to the ground clutching her head in pain screaming. No one knew what was wrong with her. With a rush Trunks ran over to her and hugged her for comfort. "You're going to be okay." He whispered in her ear. He looked up at the rest of the group with worry.
By this time Gohan had ran inside, "Mom! Something's wrong with Pan!"
Both ChiChi and Bulma ran outside to see the commotion. ChiChi was suddenly worried over her daughter's present state. The look in Trunks eyes was both of worry, and possessiveness. 'Could it be that it's getting stronger? They're still so young.' Vegeta thought. Pan's world went black as her body went limp, falling to the ground.
Hours later she had awoken with a scream. Both Goku and ChiChi rushed in the room to comfort their daughter. "Shh little one, you're alright." Her mother told her.
But she shook her head defiantly, "no momma, I'm not okay. You don't know what I saw."
'What does that mean? No, it can't be!' Vegeta thought from outside the door.