Pan-chan to the rescue!!
Little Maniki smiled, she curled her hands
into fists as her father had instructed. She smiled proudly as Goku nodded in
approval, she went into her fighters stance and he nodded again. She launched a
fist at an invisible foe, followed by a swift kick and an uppercut.
Goku smiled and patted
her head, "good job Pan-chan, give it a few weeks and you'll be more powerful
than your mom."
"Really?" her tiny face
was beaming.
"No that'll take years
but you'll get there. Just don't tell her I said that," he winked.
Pan smiled. "Right
grandpa, I won't."
Goku winced at the term but smiled as the
little kid powered up, she had achieved super saiya-jin level at a VERY young
age, but it was almost natural to her and didn't bring forth much power.
"Pan! Are you training
again? And you Goku, going against my
wishes! How could you?" Usagi yelled, coming out of her house in the border of
Tokyo.
"Usagi lighten the load,
this is Pan-chan, she's a mix! I wouldn't be surprised if she was more powerful
than you," he said with a chuckle.
"Oh alright!" Usagi
said, watching Goku grin. "No she smiled at me, it's not your sad look," Goku
grew dissapointed. "You're more of a kid than she is Goku, honestly."
"That's grandpa
Goku to you mom!" Pan said, lecturing her mother.
Usagi smiled, "c'mon
squirt, lunch time."
Goku was there in a flash,
Pan and Usagi following intentively. Gohan was already seated at the table,
wolfing down his rice and noodles. "Hi Pan," he said, barely pausing to speak
before more food occupied his mouth.
Pan didn't respond and
ate even faster than Usagi. "Pan, I'm going to drop you off at grandma's house,
I have some things to take care of in town. Goku, could you drop her off?"
"Sure, mmpphh sllllurp."
"Can't I go with you?"
the little girl begged.
Gohan paled, he mouthed
the word 'shopping,' watching his daughter go stark white. "You know what mom?
I'll go see Bra and Trunks," she said, bringing her plates to the sink.
Goku took her hand and
concentrated on Bulma's ki, they vanished instantly.
"Let's go Gohan, we
don't want to be late, ChiChi's waiting for us. Why aren't you moving? Come on!
It's only a bit of harmless shopping with two women ready to ruin you
financially, nothing big."
Five
years later…
"Hi gramma!" Pan said,
rushing in to meet see her grandmother.
"Hiya Pan-chan, did your
mom leave for shopping?" Bulma said, she turned off the TV, letting her
granddaughter sit on her lap. "Listen, I was going to go meet a friend in
Tokyo, can I leave you here with Trunks and Bra?"
Pan nodded, "again, is
Bra home?"
"Hai, BRA! PAN'S HERE!"
Bulma faced the deaf girl, "gotta go okay? Ja!" she ran outside. "Vegeta! Watch
the kids!"
"Dammit woman!" Vegeta
yelled entering through the kitchen.
"K-Konichi wa,
V-v-vegeta-san," Pan stuttered as the short saiya-jin stared at her.
Bra came downstairs shortly,
followed by Trunks and Goten who were arguing about who was more powerful,
Kuririn or Vegeta.
"It's gotta be Kuririn,"
Trunks said with a grin, suddenly realizing his father was in the room.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" he roared and ran outside, his father looking ready
to go super saiya-jin 3, a vein popping above his right eye.
"C'mere you @#$%&
#$^&#&($ #$%$!!!!!!!!"
"Come on Pan, let's go
to the basement, Dad's gonna be pretty ticked when he c…o…m…e…s –hurry!" Bra
yelled, the three surviving demi saiya-jins ran downstairs to Dr. Briefs' other
lab.
"Ssshh! Don't make a
sound, grandpa insulated these walls, he can't sense us in here." Bra whispered
to the boy and the thirteen year old.
Pan nodded in agreement,
leaning back on a wall, to her surprise the wall fell over with a thud. "Huh?"
she asked, "I never knew about this place." Pan walked in, the wall went back
into place, neither Bra nor Goten realizing she was gone in the darkness. Pan
pulled the cord, light flashed on throughout the room. Before her stood a
pedestal, it bore a shimmering white staff with a silver crystal surrounded by
a dome sat there. Pan moved closer reading a note she recognized in her
mother's handwriting.
Grandpa—
Please keep this safe
for me. It has unimaginable powers, it is the staff that transformed me into
Sailor MoonStar so many years before. If it falls into the wrong hands…"
The rest of the note was
damaged by water. Curious, young Pan picked up the staff. The sceptor found
Usagi's blood in the girl's systems, whispering the words of power to her as it
once had to Usagi herself. They forced themselves out of her mouth as the staff
took control.
"MoonStar Unison Power!
MakeUp!"
Pan gasped in awe as the
memories of everything that had happened in her mothers life rushed before her
eyes. The death of her husband and all of her friends, the rage she felt as
MoonStar threatened all that she loved. And that dreaded feeling of guilt. The
feeling of guilt that ate away at your heart. And when your heart was gone. So
were you.
Sailor Chibi MoonStar
stepped out of the light, her first thoughts were of her mother and her life.
She wondered about the mysterious senshi that the memories showed her, they
were shrouded in mystery. She scratched her forehead, closing her eyes for a
better mental picture. She opened them and she was in a very different place.
"Bra? Uncle Goten,
Trunks?" she asked.
Get it? She transported,
but I wonder where…