Today was the day, and it was hard to hold back the tears. As I step up to the podium, I feel a heavyweight on my shoulders. I feel I shouldn't be the one to do this. Maybe it should have been dad? But he currently can't even speak right now. Not even my uncle. Almost everyone I see looks so heartbroken and in complete disbelief. Even I'm in disbelief about how this happened. I just can't do this. But somehow, I felt them behind me. I felt the encouragement as if they were here. I took a deep breath, and brace myself.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Pan, the first granddaughter of this lovely pair." I take a small glimpse back and take another breath. I face everyone and held my head up high. "These were the kindest people that I ever knew. Grandpa Goku, who aunty Bulma found when he was just 12. That convinced him to travel, in search of the magical item that brought us all together." I couldn't help shed a joyful tear. "The same item that brought Grandma Chichi into his path. These two might have grown up differently, but their path was destined to cross again. A simple child-like promise, that could never be broken. These two grown to be warriors in their own right." I couldn't help smile, as I ready to continue. "Each was a force that could not be broken. The will to continue and push pass everything thrown at that. Everyone will remember my grandpa as the strongest man in all the universe, but only physically. My grandmother, on the other hand, will always be remembered as the strongest female. For her will alone could break anyone down. In the same light, her will rises those who are weak. As grandpa once said, she is the light that guides those in need."
With that, I leave the podium and sit next to dad. It's uncle Vegeta who steps up next. The man I never saw shed a tear, had tears as he spoke. "You dumb fool. It wasn't supposed to end this way. But knowing you, it's better this way. Kakarot was meant to destroy this planet. But instead, Goku kept it safe. He would have just been another lower-class sayian. But here, on earth, he will the strongest of all. Even the harpy, he has a mate, would have been a fine sayian. Dear Chichi, I hope you and your idiot are happy in the afterlife. We'll surely miss you two. I know I will."
It was now time, for the most heartbreaking part of all. We weren't going to bury them, like any human. No. We were giving them a warrior's farewell. After dad and uncle Goten set the boats on fire, they sent them into the water. It was now that I finally let the tears fall. Grandma. Grandpa. I'm going to miss you so much.