The Empire Romance

Chapter 1: An Introduction to Pan

On a Saiyan mother ship, floating in Earth's orbit, things would look chaotic to any onlooker who was not affiliated with or had had little contact with the Saiyan's. Everyone was preparing for the launching of several smaller ships from the main hanger. The engineers were all making preparations for all of necessities of the ships. They were taking every possible precaution since the king was to be boarding with his daughter on one of the planetary arrival shuttles along with many upper class Saiyans. Their lives depended on them having perfect landings. Perfection was something that all Saiyans strived for. The landing gear had been checked, all ships were fueled, system checks were made, and everything was ready.

Within the privacy of one of the lavishly decorated royal quarters belonging to the Princess, other things were being discussed.

"So princess, what are your plans once we descend on to Earth?"

"Well, first there is that damned party at Capsule Corp. It should be extremely boring and there will be probably way too many uptight people including my evil brother Veggie head and my overprotective nephew Trunks. Shouldn't I be the one who's over protective? He is younger than me and acts just like Veggie head." Her tail flickered behind her as she lay on a blue sofa.

"He was raised on Earth and you must remember. The prince is his father. From what I've heard, they are very much alike."

"Well, Vegita was serious even in his youth. Anyway, my father, Veggie head senior and of course every important Saiyan guard, elite, and well you get it. They are all there to ruin my fun. No bar fights, no starting fights, no fucking with any cute guys, no fun at all."

"There is an up side to going to the party," said Pan in an uplifted voice.

"What's that?"

"I get the chance to do a little inspection of Capsule Corporation with your nephew by my side and I can visit some family and old friends," this comment earned a snort from Veda. "Then I just heard about this really hot club not too far off that caters to our needs and meets my standards." This brought a smirk to Veda's lips.

"Food, alcohol, music, and young Saiyan men?"

"Yes. Along with reasonably safe environment visited by many. It is a common hangout for young upper class Saiyans when dragged planet side. We can go at least once during our stay."

"I love my bodyguard. You have got to be the most fun ever. I swear that none of the others lasted anywhere as long as you. One whole year, minus fathers little missions that he sends you on, that is a long time."

"That is if you don't count the ones that held your interest. You know, all those before me and those who took my place when I was not available. Well, that is until either your father or I caught you with them in a number of compromising positions on multiple occasions. I swear I was warned before I took on this favor for the king of baby sitting a woman older than I, that this would not be easy. I mean you could have been at least a little more discreet while you were jumping their bones. I actually felt sorry for some of them when they either got punished, killed, or just discreetly humiliated by your father to save face."

"They were not my fault, I swear," said Veda trying as hard as possible to sound sincere; "I can't help it if I'm blessed with good looks and power. I didn't even seduce them on purpose. Things just happened."

"Sure," said Pan in a disbelieving tone. "Let me remind you that I am still your bodyguard and I am one guard that you cannot seduce. And while I'm on Earth I expect you to act accordingly to your title as does your father," said Pan seriously.

"You're not as entertaining when you're serious," said Veda with a scowl.

"Relax party girl, you'll still have fun. Too bad that I can't be around you the entire time while we're there."

"Why not? You are my guard and I am your top priority," said Veda with all the superiority that she could muster up with her toppled ego.

"You forgot that I am also a sentinel and as such I have pledged to follow the orders of the king above all else. That includes you. I have some business to take care of while I'm down there and some of these things are private matters and others are matters given by the King," she said in a serious tone.

"What do you mean by that? Did father set you up on another one of those stupid missions? I told him not to," she whined. Her voice bordering between annoyance and anger. "He said that this trip was going to be fun."

"Relax princess," said Pan getting up, "I have to get dressed for the party. We are expected in the hanger in about an hour and a half. From there it will only take about a half an hour to get down to Earth. Wouldn't want to anger your father now would we? I recommend that you do the same."

"Send in my servants on your way out," said Veda with a sigh.

"Good choice" said Pan as she walked out the doors to her living room. She quickly closed it behind her to allow Veda the time to sulk. "Don't let her out and don't go in," she commented to two of the guards posted outside of the two meticulously engraved doors that lead to her rooms as she walked out

"Yes Sentinel," said both showing the uttermost respect that she deserved as they watched her walk away.

Pan walked down the halls of the ship with her head held high. For her short stature of only five feet seven inches she was held in high regards. Though other Saiyans towered over her in height, she surpassed them in power, ability, pride, and rank. She was the strongest female Saiyan and served her king loyally. Even though she was only a quarter Saiyan, she was received as a full-blooded elite Saiyan warrior. Along with being strong, she was smart. She was only second to her great- grandfather in the science department on Neo Vegita. Her specialty was in understanding and deciphering alien technology for the Saiyan Empire.

Pan stopped in front of the doors of her rooms and quickly entered. Her room was not very different to what it originally looked like since it was just a temporary room for the trip. She spent most of her time in the labs, in her private gravity room, keeping an eye on the princess or with the king and his advisors. The only thing that she did in the room was sleep, bathe, and change. It was only for those three things for her since she was never one to lounge around like many earthlings her age would. She could never let her guard down.

She never stayed in one place for too long. Travel seemed to reflect her personality, never stagnate. Her moods and attitudes were constantly changing. Her reactions to stimuli changed from place to place. She was a mobile being who loved to discover new things and just learn. As a sentinel, she was sent around the universe and dealt with high security matters that very few beings even knew about. She could never stay in one place too long with out being called out on an assignment. The baby sitting job was just something to keep her challenged in her spare time.

Pan padded across the black carpeted floors to her closet and laid out her armor that she reserved for special occasions. It consisted of a black spandex body suit that. It opened from the shoulders and closed in a V shape as it ended. It fit like a second skin and showed plenty of skin if worn alone, though it also provided plenty of support where needed. Next was a heavy silver plated sleeveless chest plate. The chest plate carried the royal crest of Vegita, which had not been changed when Neo Vegita came into existence, engraved on the upper left corner on the chest. Then she took out her high heeled, silver tipped, white black boots that stopped above an inch above her knees. Last but not least was a black cape that attached to her shoulders. It carried the crest of the sentinels embroidered in crimson lace across the back. The cape had a silver chain that passed from her left shoulder and buckled on her left.

Leaving out her clothing on her bed she left to take a quick shower. She had her own private bathroom because of her high stature, in society. Though she never truly did mind using the elite baths that the majority of the elites and first class used. Saiyans were not known for their modesty.

As Pan exited her bathroom, there came a knocking at her door. Though dressed only in a towel while her hair let drips and streams of water down her back and shoulders she proceeded to slowly walk over to the living room to open the door. Though she already knew who was standing on the other side, to her dismay, she answered it anyway.

"What do you want?" She said not really bothering to pay attention to the Saiyan who stood on the other side as she walked back inside to her room to find her hairbrush.

"Did you get all dressed up for someone," said the he in a husky tone slowly walking in closing the door behind him, "you should really pay more attention to people entering your room."

"And why is that?" She asked, still to caught up in her search for her elusive hairbrush to pay attention to or even turn to view her visitor.

"It's dangerous that's why." He said in a commanding tone.

"There you are," she said finding her brush on her vanity where she had last left it and looking up at her visitor. She turned around with an uncharacteristic smile, "I never knew you cared Brussel."

Brussel tensed when she turned around, "I would care more if you would respond to my request for you to join me in my rooms," he said in a husky tone that any other would melt for.

"Too bad that I'm not interested in anyone who is weaker than I am. And well, lets face it, your in that said category so you don't stand a chance to ever get into my pants." Said Pan returning to ignoring his presence.

"Why should I give up when every other Saiyan woman on this ship and even at home base would kill for the attention that I give you," he was starting to lose his patience with her.

"They would kill for less. Now please leave me so that I can dress without your pestering distractions."

"What is this newfound modesty? Your human blood must be boiling in anticipation of your return to Earth." His voice dipped of sarcasm and ridicule.

"Guess that you having a look at what you can't have won't hurt me," said Pan as she let her towel fall to the ground.

She walked over to her dresser and took out a small black g-string. She walked over to her bed, sat down and proceeded to put it on as painfully slowly as possible. Brussel could only watch as she toyed with him. He could already feel his body reacting to her stimulus. Pan noticing his scent change. Oh how she enjoyed teasing him. She could only smirk and continue to dress leading him on as she pretended to act as if he was not there. Putting on her spandex that exposed every curve of her muscular but slim body had to offer along with abundant cleavage. It provided an exceptional amount of not only support but also lift for what it covered. Making sure that her tail slid through the appointed whole, she finished her torture by pulling on her boots, she turned to have a good look at him. Her tail swung lazily behind her as she got up and sauntered over to Brussel.

"Enjoy the show?" She said in a mocking tone as she pinned him against the plain white wall. "The bulge in your suite really tells me that you did."

"I knew that you wanted me," he said with a smirk.

"Sure," she said smiling sweetly, "now get the fuck out of my room before I have to physically kick your ass out again."

"Huh." His confusion evident on his face. "I thought that you just said that you wanted me?"

"You heard me," she said. He could only give her a blank stare. She gave a sigh as she turned him around and slammed the side of his face into the wall and pinned his left arm behind his back before he even noticed that she had moved.

"I guess that I am going to have to do this the hard way."

Pan just chuckled as she pulled him from the wall with such force that his head whipped back, disorienting him for a moment. She then "gently" threw him across the room into the living room causing him to slam into a couch.

"Damn it, I'm going to have to get that replaced now." Pan looked down at the damage and picked him up, and then proceeded to throw him against the door to the hall.

A grunt escaped his mouth as he made contact with the door. She could have ended there but followed that move by opening the door and throwing him into the corridor causing him to slam into the metal walls of the corridor.

"I don't need your name to help me in my climb of the social ladder you need mine." With that she closed the door having embarrassed him enough for the moment. The poor fool had been pursuing her since she arrived in Neo Vegita with Radditz when she was fourteen, and she was now twenty-one. He was only punishing himself, or so she saw it.

Pan walked over to her full body mirror and proceeded to fix her hair. She decided to allow her thick glossy raven tresses to flow freely down to her lower back for the reception. She put on some mascara to accentuate her long luscious black eye lashes, black liquid eyeliner to bring out her eyes, some clear lip gloss to add some shimmer to her naturally red lips, and a light dusting of silver over her eye lids. To finish with her primping, she put on her chest plate, putting a capsule containing some extra makeup and other necessities in its inter breast pocket, she strapped her SGC to her mid thigh and put on her cape. Pan exited her room and stated in the direction of Veda's rooms.

Passing through the many winding corridors of the ship, she looked even more radiant in her armor. The way that her cape flared out behind her as she walled through the halls with her armor and the boots gave her the air of a glorified supernatural being. Having wasted an hour getting ready herself, she hurried to Veda's room. Upon reaching it, she quickly entered as she gave the guards a watchful eye.

"Veda," she called out a little desperate for time.

"I'm here and yes I am ready to go to father," said Veda. Her disappointment was evident in her voice.

Veda got up and turned to face Pan with a scowl. She was dressed in classic royal armor. With a black spandex body suit, gold chest plate with the royal crest of Vegita engraved in red on the upper right corner over her heart, gold tipped white high heeled boots that stopped right below the knee, and a flowing red cape with a gold chain.

"Don't be like that," said Pan with a genuine smile, "you look great and we will have fun while we are there. I haven't been to the royal rooms at Capsule Corporation, but I suppose that you can show me around so put on a happy or stuck up facade. Sad and dreary does not cut it for a princess." Veda couldn't but chuckle at the comment

"I suppose," she replied.

As Veda and Pan entered the heavily guarded area of the royal hanger, they were quickly escorted to the royal transport shuttle that would take them down to Earth's surface. On the outside, it carried a large crest of Vegita and was the only one of the shuttles that was painted entirely black.

"Good to see that you two made it on time today," said the King in his usual gruff voice. Pan bowed her head in respect as Veda did the same. As he passed them to get to his seat, he passed Pan a disk, "I heard about what you did to Brussel today, and it was worth a laugh."

"Thank you, your highness."

"This is all that we have on your assignment for now. I expect to have a report as soon as possible. I want to have every possible detail recorded so that we may be able to combat this sort of thing if another ever arises in the future. My son will also be working with you."

"I work on my own your majesty," said Pan a little annoyed but with respect.

"I know that. This time, things will be different though and you will work with the prince," his voice was as commanding and a little more menacing than usual.

"Yes your majesty," she replied as she removed her SGC from her thigh and inserted the disk into it.

As the shuttle flew to Earth, Pan continued to read over the information that was handed to her. Veda fell asleep, and the king was in a constant argument with his advisors whom were also on board.

After Pan read over the information she leaned back and rested in her chair. She couldn't help but think about what she had just reviewed. This was going to be a tough case to crack, but she would succeed just like she had in every other case she had been given. She had never failed and she wasn't going to start now.

AN: So, here is the second chapter, re mastered! The first paragraph is slowly killing me, but I'll survive and expect a new chapter soon!

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SaiyanGoddessBX