Chapter 3

For two days she had manage to push the thoughts of RRA (Royal Reunited Army) out of her mind. But it was the third day now and she couldn't seem to think of anything else. She sat at the table. It was early by her standards and luckily her father had to go to work early and her mother drove him. So she was alone. She had eaten her breakfast but she still couldn't take her eyes away from the door. If it came, it would be here any minuet. Telling her that she has been rejected. But at the back of her mind she knew that this was going to be the exception. She was going to be accepted this time and as much as it hurt her to think it. Especially after the pain it had caused her family and friends, she was excited. The thought of getting out of here and into the RRA was infatuating. She almost forgot to breathe as the letter flap creaked open and something heavy thudded onto the floor. She ran to retrieve it and ran upstairs to her room. It was indeed heavy. It was a thick, white parcel and she knew it was the parcel she had been waiting for because it was stamped RRA. She tore it open and several things came out of it. A book, a CD and an envelope. She took the envelope and read the letter.

By the honour invested in me I inform you that you have been accepted into the Royal Reunited Army. An army vehicle will arrive to collect you and take you to the training academy two days after you receive this letter. You have been given the required CD with your items list and other information you will need to read. The book enclosed is a self defence book that you can read at your leisure. You will be collected at 6:00am two days from your letter being delivered and if you are not prepared to leave, you will be left behind. We await your arrival and will not tolerate any insubordination. Be prepared with all the items on your items list.

Well done

RRA

That was it. She defiantly wanted to go. Badly.

She threw the letter down and practically shoved the disc into her computer. It came up with a red screen and a message came across the screen.

Enter first name

She typed in Pan

Pan

Enter last name

Son

Welcome Pan Son… loading.

Welcome to the Royal Reunited Army. You will require

A Decent sized Heavy duty Camping bag

A Weeks supply of underwear

A bag of your toiletries

No clothes other than what you are collected in. ensure you wear smart clothes upon collection. Your uniform will be assigned to you upon arrival.

No food or water. They are provided.

This CD and letter of acceptance.

The iron will of a fighter and the pain threshold of a warrior.

If you do not have all of the above. Do not bother coming.

You will be trained at the rate you can handle and are assessed upon arrival after you have been assigned to a dorm room. Rules will be explained to you. You will obey all orders and all superiors.

This is the last message

Welcome to the Royal Reunited Army. We strive for tomorrow, for perfection.

You are now part of that plan, part of tomorrow and part of perfection.

The screen became normal again and she rushed around. She recorded the list and rummaged around for her things. This was excellent. She wouldn't have to go out and buy anything so she wouldn't cause suspicion. Yes ok, Pan felt guilty about running off to join the army against her parents knowing. But she wouldn't miss it for the world.

When her bag was pack to requirement, she hid everything and stuffed the CD and the Letter down the front pocket of her bag. She had a heavy duty bag from the time she tried scouts. It didn't work out but she was glad that she kept the bag. As Pan heard the front door open she hid all the evidence on her wardrobe and dressed her self in a tracksuit. She locked her room, (to keep out nosey mothers) and jumped out her window. Her mother saw her and she smiled at her as she flew into the distance. Her mother cried as she entered the house. It had been too long since her daughter had smiled and she didn't care what had made her happy. She was just grateful.

Pan spent the entire day training vigorously. She was training so hard that she didn't see or sense Vegeta fly up to her. She only noticed him once he placed himself inform of her. Pan froze. Vegeta never came near anyone unless they were his family, or his opponent. She turned out to be the later as he threw a punch at her. She blocked it easily and gave him a quizzical look. He spoke to her.

"You don't train very often. You haven't had the will to for a long time. I was momentarily caught of guard when I sensed you training. I would like to see whether you are still that angry little girl with a mean upper cut or if you have gone soft. You know that Trunks will not train with me, Bulla is afraid to train with me and Goku id too busy comforting my mate. She is still upset about losing CC. I tried to be sympathetic but it isn't easy when she goes on about it for days and nights on end. I sensed you training and couldn't resist. I need some fun right now and fun I will have. Prepare yourself for an ass kicking little one."

Vegeta flew backwards and powered up to SS2. He was shocked when he saw Pan do the same. No one had ever seen Pan in SS, so SS2, was a shock.

Pan was a lot like Vegeta when it came to training. She did it alone so when challenged, no one would now her true power. That would be good for surprise or a bluff. But SS2 was no bluff. She was even controlling it perfectly. She took a fighting pose and smirked at him. She remembered back to when Bulma would make Trunks learn more about the family business, meaning he couldn't come out and hang with her. So one day...

Flash back

The 14 year old Pan stormed off from the front of CC. Trunks had to study Economics for the business, again! This was the 7th time this week and it was really getting annoying now. She had no one else to hang with and no one else would train with her. So she was bored and miffed. She stormed away from the house in a rage, but she stopped in her tracks when she heard someone laughing at her. She turned round slowly to see Vegeta leaning against the entrance of his GR. He was chuckling at her and smirking in his usual manner. She didn't like it.

"Oh yeah! Well what is so damn funny!"

"You." He stated simply.

"And why is that?" she spat through clenched teeth.

"You are very powerful you know. It is a shame that your mother will not let you train." He turned back to the Gravity room and stopped. "Would you like to train?"

"More than anything by that stupid woman won't let me damn it."

"You could train with me. If you promised to keep it our little secret."

"You would!" Pan opened her eyes brightly at the prospect of the best worrier alive, (AN: remember Goku left with Shenron) training her.

"I would. My Son hates training and the woman will not let me near my own daughter. You love the thrill of battle as much as I do. My own daughter has more Saiyan blood than you do. Yet she is weaker than you. I think it to be a fair trade if I could have you as my punch bag, I mean, sparing partner." Vegeta smirked as he saw that his propose mistake of calling her a punch bag made her angry again.

"Bring it on old man." She launched at him and he flew backwards, catching her fist and beginning to train her harder than she had ever been used to...

End flash back

"Bring it old man." They flew at each other and exchanged a series of punches and kicks. Vegeta threw a right hand punch to her gut. It connected only to have Pan bring her elbow down on the back of his head with a force only Vegeta could comprehend. She was railed up. She was excited and it showed through how enthusiastic she was fighting. She was cunning too. She was starting to get the better of him which he wasn't about to allow. He powered up to SS3 and then straight to SS4. Pan backed off and pouted.

"Hay, no fair. I can't go any higher than SS2 and you know it."

"Then you are about to be beaten badly then aren't you." Vegeta launched towards her but stopped his fist, merely inched away from her face. She had powered down completely. If he had punched her as a SS4, he would have killed her. "What are you doing?"

"I have to get home. We have been training for at least a couple of hours. My mother will worry. Besides." She pulled a cheeky grin. "You looked like you were getting tired and I am not going to help you if you start to hyperventilate."

"I swear you were born into the wrong family sometimes."

"Why's that?"

"You act more like my child than anyone else's."

"Would you have liked me to be your child?"

"Yes, you know that. You already have the strength, the attitude and the cunning to be of my loins."

"Well I wish I was your child too but I have to go home. I enjoyed the training. Bye PV"

"When are you going to tell me what PV means? You have called me it for years."

"When I get married, become a housewife, and give up training, I will tell you."

"Never then?" They both chuckled before going in their separate ways.

Thank Kami that he doesn't know that I am going to RRA the day after tomorrow. He wouldn't be upset about the fact that they took CC, but he wouldn't like not training with me. He will think that I have started training again and will want to train again soon probably. He is determined to make me as strong as he is. So that he can become even more powerful no doubt. But that isn't going to happen any time soon...

Pan crawled in through her window, had a shower and got into bed. She dreamt that night of what it was going to be like at the academy. She slept like a log all night. That's right, she slept all night. It must have been the best night sleep she had had in along time...