Hi!!!!!! It's the first time I'm going to try to write an actual DBZ/GT fic! So please.. go easy!

Disclaimer: not mine... End of story..

Okay, before I go on with the fic. There are some things you need to know: Vegeta-sei has kingdoms, the northern and southern. Trunks is 21, Pan is 19, Bra is 18, Goten is 20. The Briefs and Sons were close before everything started. But Trunks and Bra never knew Pan and Goten.

Well, I guess that's all I can say with out giving away the whole plot!!!

Pan's POV

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My mom was pacing outside a great big mahogany door. We were waiting for my father to finish his meeting. You might be wondering what got my mom so worked up. That's simple! It's because....

"Well then! King Vegeta of Northern Vegeta-sei! Now that you've made that very clear. See you again amongst your dead army!"

Thanks for rudely interrupting my thoughts dad! sigh That's why. My father is Gohan, King of Southern Vegeta-sei. But we call our kingdom Southern Saiyajin. We never got along well with the other kingdom for as long as I remember! Now, it seems like war has just started!

My father dragged us to the Royal chambers. I've never been there since I was 12. It was our room. When I used to sleep beside my parents. It was filled with gold curtains with the royal emblem. There were plush silver carpets with light streaks of ice blue. The mattress is ice blue with part of silver and gold. I never thought I'd ever set foot here again.

My father sat on the edge of the bed, my mother sat beside him. I sat on the couch. He looked down, hands on his head. "I can't believe we are going to have war." He whispered. Mom hugged him tight. We all know how much sacrifice he did just to prevent this. Even sacrificing his brother. Uncle Goten, I miss you so much. I'm a bit glad there's a war. Finally, I can get my uncle back.

"Dad, have you already assigned the generals?" I asked hiding my excitement. He looked at me with his eyebrow arched. He really didn't expect that.

"Yeah, Dad already took care of it once I went out of the room. Why do you ask Panny?" he looked at me anticipating what I was about to say. I glanced at my mother and saw her worried face. sigh She knows me too much.

"Well dad.." I started slow, debating whether or not I should continue. I swallowed hard and gathered up my courage. "I was thinking, I could fight as well. You know, since I am one of the strongest. I could really help. I mean, I know you will not fight. So that leaves us with Grandpa who is SSJ3, Uub and me are SSJ 2! We could win! The only people who are SSJ is Northern is the King and Prince whats-his-name!"

There! I said it. It took my father a second to finally comprehend what I was saying. He opened his mouth to answer. Sweat started to slowly build on my forehead.

"No"

Wow. That was short. I looked at him at disbelief and glared at me back. I backed down. I dared not to anger my father. I nodded at him knowing I was to comply. Mom let out a sigh of relief happy I didn't go to my usual fit. "Pan, I don't want you anywhere near the battle field understood? The war is going to start in two days!" he was holding me when he said this. I simply turned back and walked to my room.

Did he really think he's going to stop me? Ha!! He has another thing coming to him!

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So, how was it????? I know it's short! I'll make it longer next time. 'Till then! Please review!!!