Chapter 5

(Just so you know. This is Pan's POV from the same day as the last chapter. So she isn't going to be 'collected' until tomorrow ok? Good. So on with the chapter

Pan: "ABOUT TIME! I AM NOT HERE JUST FOR YOU TO FLANNEL ON YOU NOW!"

Draguna: "Erm, Pan? Did you just say flannel on?"

Pan: "...just get on with it..."

On with the chapter

Chapter 5

"Beep. Beep. Be SMACK!"

Pan threw her alarm clock over to the other side of the room and turned over in her bed. She lay there and thought about what she should do today.

Today is my last day before I go. I do not want to spend it with my boring parents. But...I could go and see Trunks... and more importantly Vegeta.

After making her decision to go over to the new Brief residence she got out of bed and prepared herself in the bathroom.

CC was now property of RRA, so the Briefs had moved into a huge mansion quite near to them and the other Son home. It meant that after a 5 second flight, she would be on their door step. She dressed into her grey stretchy trousers and a white tank top. She engulfed down a bowl of cereal and set off for the Brief household.

She landed on their door step and rang the bell. After 5 minuets Vegeta in a half daze and black boxers answered the door. Pan blushed and averted her gaze.

"Fuck off we don't want to comment and...Pan? What are you doing here?" Vegeta's scowl changed to a smile/smirk as his eyes met hers. He then smirked fully when he saw her blushing. "I am not bothered about it. Come in." Vegeta brought her inside. He left her in the kitchen and returned in his usual spandex suit. He paused as he watched Pan. She had sat at the table and was looking out the window. He watched her reflection and saw her eyes. Usually, like every other normal Saiyan (meaning Pan and him), hid their emotions and shielded their eyes so no one could read their feelings. However, he saw many emotions from her eyes. Longing, need, desperation and most of all, sorrow. She was regretting something, or dreading it. Yet he saw that she was also looking forward to it.

"The women and Boy are not here. They have left for an early bonding session at the mall. So I didn't go. I am not an early morning person...like you. What brings you here?" Pan came back to reality and she smiled. He frowned as he saw her eyes shield themselves from him once more.

"Nothing much, I just...come over to see...Trunks. Yeah, Trunks. He isn't here though..."

"Well I hardly think that I am a suitable replacement."

"I would prefer to stay with you. I mean, you said that you aren't an early morning person. But are you an all day sparing person?" Pan smirked as she saw Vegeta's eyes open wide and his face come to life with excitement.

"I am indeed. But, why have you all of a sudden decided to train again? You abandon training and all fighting for a year or so, and then you just out of the blue start back up again. Why?"

"I couldn't help but miss having an excuse to beat your sorry butt, so? Where you want to train? In the GR? Or somewhere else?"

"The GR. It has been a long tie since you have trained in there and your body will o doubt be used to this planets weak gravity. Now that you are training again, I will need to get you used to harsh pressures and pain again. And besides, I still need to get you back for the old man and tired hyperventilating jokes. I will make you pay for those. So lets go." Vegeta practically ran to her and took her wrist. He pulled her out the house and into their relocated GR. He whacked the Gravity up to 300 times the Earth's gravity and started to stretch off.

Pan was surprised how well her body was moving under the intense gravity. It had been a year and 8 months since she had been in here. And her body was moving like it was only yesterday. She was very thankful as it would make her pummelling from Vegeta less severe. Pan joked about beating Vegeta, but she never did. She only ever lost, drew or came close to a win. But only close as Vegeta would then power up higher than she could handle. Pan watched as Vegeta stood looking at her. he did that before battle. He would be sizing her up, assessing her fault in stance and opening style. She stood in the usual Son style. Vegeta simply stood with his arms crossed and scowled at her. she huffed and stood lie him. Vegeta had insisted that she was to NEVER use a Son fighting stance and always use his. She assumed it was a pride and hatred for Goku thing, but she went along with it. What she didn't know was that Vegeta would never let Trunks use the same style as him because that would tell his opponent where his training came from. It also implied that he would be Trunk's mentor, and he wasn't. But he was Pan's mentor and so insisted that everyone should know it through her stance. But Vegeta never told her this because he knew she would just laugh at his ego and pride and do the opposite.

The took a strong stance and eyed each other up. Vegeta went on edge when he saw a tear escape Pan's eye.

Pan POV

This would be the last time I will train with you. You will never talk to me after I go and out of pride you will never forgive me either. You have been like a father to me over the last two years. You don't know I know, but I know that when ever I have been ill you were downstairs asking about me. Asking if you could do anything to help. You even baby sat me when I had the measles. You got the measles yourself a week after and you wouldn't tell me how you got them. But I know. You mean a lot to me and I will never see you again after today. I will make you proud of me. This one, last time I will make you proud.

Normal POV

"Pan?" Vegeta stumbled forward and saw Pan tense up. He paused and waited for her reaction. She was in a world of her own and he froze as her Ki shot through the roof. He looked into her eyes and saw anger, rage and despair. Her aura burned a bright golden yellow and licked at her body like a hungry fire. It burned like a wall of flames and engulfed her completely. Her hair flew straight up into the air. The hairs on her black bushy tail stood on end and her clenched fists crossed across her front the walls of the GR rattled in protest of the energy being emanated from Pan. Her canines grew slightly and her eyes turned a tranquil turquoise. But her eyes were far from tranquil. They burned with the fiery rage of a thousand Suns and tore holes into Vegeta, deep holes of fear that forced him to his knees.

Pan lost control. Her energy surpassed that of SS and SS2. Her hair grew long and her face protruded slightly. However she was far from finished. Her aura grew even larger and her hair returned to dark black. But her arms, shoulders, back and sides grew blood red hair. Her tail changed to this shade of red and her canines became larger. Pan screamed at the forces her body was now under. Vegeta had to quickly power up to SS4 himself to prevent himself from being blown away. She was at his level and he would finally get the one on one match he wanted. Or would he?

Pan's screams became louder and her entire body bulged. Her new body hair and tail changed to her natural colour along with the colour of her eyes. They changed to deep pools of chaos black and pierced into Vegeta's very core. She had surpassed him and Goku. He almost smirked at the thought of Goku's face looking down on his grandchild being stronger than him. But he then became angry. He hadn't even surpassed Goku himself yet and here was a less than half Saiyan who had beat him to it. He screamed at himself for not training with her sooner, then he would be a SS5 too.

Pan's screams subsided and she looked at Vegeta blankly. She had no emotion in her eyes or face. It was as if her sole had been exchanged for this immense new strength. He watched her and felt afraid.

All the other transformations were always invigorating. The person doing the transformation would always feel awe at their new strength. Vegeta remembered the first time her became SS2. He thought it was the best feeling in the world to be the strongest. He assumed that he was the only one to have achieved it. He was wrong, but still, it was the best feeling in the world at that moment.

Yet Pan looked like she had been subdued to mass torture and pain. Out of pure need, he launched at her and she simply waited. He threw his strongest punch at her face and she didn't move. He stood before her and watched in fright as she simply brought her hand slowly to his fist. She placed her little finger between her nose and his fist. Using only her little finger, she forced Vegeta's fist backwards effortlessly. He took his fist back and stared at her in shock. Her face hadn't changed. Pan still had no expression on her face, which scared Vegeta the most. He stumbled backwards and she walked forward, slowly. Her tail moved slyly behind her. She shot forward without a blink. Before Vegeta could see where she had vanished to, she was stood inches from him and her knee was embedded in his gut. He recoiled backwards and fell to his feet. Holding his now bloody midriff, he coughed up more than a little blood. He was winded fully and he slowly looked in front of him. His eyes met with torn grey trousers. He moved his eyes upwards and saw her white tank top barely left to cover her breasts. Then made eye contact with her. What hurt him most, other than his stomach and vital organs being crushed, were her eyes. She looked to feel no remorse, no guilt and didn't seem to even know who he was. He felt his strength leave him and his aura vanished into nothing. His ebony hair that usually stood upright, flopped over his bloody face. The blood he had coughed up had run from his mouth and over his front. This wasn't Pan. This was a monster and it was going to kill him. He was powerless to stop her and he was going to die. He bowed his head and waited for the finishing blow.

"This was it? Is this how all those poor people felt when they knew death awaited them by my hands?" He wasn't ready to leave. Not yet.

"Please Kami no."

"Did you say something?"