Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say it, I do not own DB/Z/GT.
A/N: I'm soooooooooooo sorry it took me soooooooooooo long to get this chap up. You see, I'm incredibly lazy, and I have a job, I have to worry about school, and scholarships for college, and college, and everything little other thing. My life sucks.
My beta-readers gone right now, so, I apologize if this chap is of low quality. Sorry, if you have any complaints, send them to her, MysticInca!!!
And now, on with the story.
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Goodbye Chichi
Pan sat inside the C.C. Building, half-heartedly listening to her mother and Bulma talk about the past. The good old days when they could walk down the street to the local shopping mall and buy the latest trend in style.
Suddenly, the image of her Grandmother Chichi appeared in her mind. Pan sent her ki reading skills to work, but was unable to sense anything. Something had to be wrong, terrible wrong, "Mom! Where's Grandma's ki! I can't sense her anywhere!" Pan leapt to her feet and stood concentrating harder.
Videl stood still as she to searched for her mother-in-law's life.
"Got her!" Pan stopped, a great sadness weighing her heart. "Oh no! Mom, she's dying!" Pan screamed out as she ran through the door and took to the air.
"Pan, No!" Videl yelled after her daughter, "Oh Pan! Be safe, and come back to me."
Pan flew amazingly fast, enjoying the sensation of the wind in her face, and the pure freedom of flying. She searched, desperately trying to spot her grandmother somewhere. Pan knew she was getting closer; her grandmother should be just over this next ridge.
Pan came to a complete stop as she stared at the destruction below her. "Grandma?" Pan whispered, "Grandma!" She then screamed as she flew down and began to dig through the rubbish. "Grandma! Where are you?! Grandma!" Pan yelled over and over again, digging and searching.
"Pan." a weak voice called out to her.
Pan shot around and ran towards a piece of scrap metal, easily lifting it. (Remember, she is part saiyan (A/N: HELP! My small brain doesn't know how to spell it!)) There laid Chichi, bloody and battered in the wreckage.
"Grandma Chichi?" Pan said softly. She slowly lifted her Grandmother up to rest against her form.
*Cough* "Pan.I tried to protect.these people, but..*cough* I wasn't strong enough." Chichi spoke brokenly. Blood spurted from her mouth as she looked at Pan and smiled. "You look so much like your father. *Cough.* I know Gohan's very proud of you. *Cough*" Chichi then looked into the sky and said with a laugh, "Here I come Goku! Gohan, mommies coming home!" With those last few words, Chichi soon passed on.
Pan began to softly cry, but her soft cry shortly turned into that of a harder one, as she laid her Grandmother close. Now, the only thing left to connect her to her father, was her and her mother's love.
"Daddy!" She screamed as a fresh new power exploded around her small form. Turning her hair into a golden array of yellows, and her small form a few sizes bigger for a second. It passed quickly though, and Pan was once again normal.
Pan picked her Grandmother up and flew her home, still not yet realizing she had, for a split second, became a super saiyan, like her father before her, and his father before him.
Above, looking down at his daughter, Gohan proudly nodded his head.
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Yeah, I know, It's a REALLY short chap., but you all have to remember something, I'm REALLY lazy!
I would just like to say, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, and thank you, to my loyal reviewers. Your reviews mean a lot to me, and I would greatly appreciate it if all you other people out there reviewed. What do you guys what, here, I'm on my hands and knees begging. What more can you ask for?
On that note, notice how everyone seems to turn Pan into a super sayin? Yeah, I think its getting kinda old, but I can help it! It seemed like the perfect time to make Pan reach it.
Inca
A/N: I'm soooooooooooo sorry it took me soooooooooooo long to get this chap up. You see, I'm incredibly lazy, and I have a job, I have to worry about school, and scholarships for college, and college, and everything little other thing. My life sucks.
My beta-readers gone right now, so, I apologize if this chap is of low quality. Sorry, if you have any complaints, send them to her, MysticInca!!!
And now, on with the story.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Goodbye Chichi
Pan sat inside the C.C. Building, half-heartedly listening to her mother and Bulma talk about the past. The good old days when they could walk down the street to the local shopping mall and buy the latest trend in style.
Suddenly, the image of her Grandmother Chichi appeared in her mind. Pan sent her ki reading skills to work, but was unable to sense anything. Something had to be wrong, terrible wrong, "Mom! Where's Grandma's ki! I can't sense her anywhere!" Pan leapt to her feet and stood concentrating harder.
Videl stood still as she to searched for her mother-in-law's life.
"Got her!" Pan stopped, a great sadness weighing her heart. "Oh no! Mom, she's dying!" Pan screamed out as she ran through the door and took to the air.
"Pan, No!" Videl yelled after her daughter, "Oh Pan! Be safe, and come back to me."
Pan flew amazingly fast, enjoying the sensation of the wind in her face, and the pure freedom of flying. She searched, desperately trying to spot her grandmother somewhere. Pan knew she was getting closer; her grandmother should be just over this next ridge.
Pan came to a complete stop as she stared at the destruction below her. "Grandma?" Pan whispered, "Grandma!" She then screamed as she flew down and began to dig through the rubbish. "Grandma! Where are you?! Grandma!" Pan yelled over and over again, digging and searching.
"Pan." a weak voice called out to her.
Pan shot around and ran towards a piece of scrap metal, easily lifting it. (Remember, she is part saiyan (A/N: HELP! My small brain doesn't know how to spell it!)) There laid Chichi, bloody and battered in the wreckage.
"Grandma Chichi?" Pan said softly. She slowly lifted her Grandmother up to rest against her form.
*Cough* "Pan.I tried to protect.these people, but..*cough* I wasn't strong enough." Chichi spoke brokenly. Blood spurted from her mouth as she looked at Pan and smiled. "You look so much like your father. *Cough.* I know Gohan's very proud of you. *Cough*" Chichi then looked into the sky and said with a laugh, "Here I come Goku! Gohan, mommies coming home!" With those last few words, Chichi soon passed on.
Pan began to softly cry, but her soft cry shortly turned into that of a harder one, as she laid her Grandmother close. Now, the only thing left to connect her to her father, was her and her mother's love.
"Daddy!" She screamed as a fresh new power exploded around her small form. Turning her hair into a golden array of yellows, and her small form a few sizes bigger for a second. It passed quickly though, and Pan was once again normal.
Pan picked her Grandmother up and flew her home, still not yet realizing she had, for a split second, became a super saiyan, like her father before her, and his father before him.
Above, looking down at his daughter, Gohan proudly nodded his head.
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Yeah, I know, It's a REALLY short chap., but you all have to remember something, I'm REALLY lazy!
I would just like to say, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, and thank you, to my loyal reviewers. Your reviews mean a lot to me, and I would greatly appreciate it if all you other people out there reviewed. What do you guys what, here, I'm on my hands and knees begging. What more can you ask for?
On that note, notice how everyone seems to turn Pan into a super sayin? Yeah, I think its getting kinda old, but I can help it! It seemed like the perfect time to make Pan reach it.
Inca