Pan awoke to the sun shining in her face. She tried to shut it out with a pillow, but that seemed to make it worse. At least the pillow was soft. "Pan. Wake up."

"Five more minutes, daddy..." the girl muttered, not fully awake. The pillow was ripped away from her hands, and she groaned. "I'm not Gohan." 17 replied. Pan took her pillow back, surprised by what he said. "You said my daddy's name."

"I talked to Dende last night. I didn't say anything about you, but I asked if Goku had a granddaughter. He confirmed your story." the android told her, handing her the pillow back. "So... you believe me?" she asked. 17 nodded. "And as I already told you, I'm getting you home."

Pan's face fell, but she quickly made it disappear. 17 was walking out of the small cabin, not paying her any mind. "Wait!" she called out to him. He stopped, turning to her.

It was hard to get the words out. "Can you... train me...?" he raised his eyebrows. "You're the daughter of Goku. Why do you need my training?"

Pan was nervous. "I haven't seen Grandpa in a long time. I was looking for him before I came here." she explained. "And I can sense the power from you. You're more powerful then my Grandpa."

This convinced him. Mentioning her to follow him, she jumped off the bed, grinning. She followed him to a secluded place on the large island, one where the animals rarely roamed.

"Show me what you've got." he told her, crossing his arms. "Just so you know, I'm really tough!" Pan cried, getting ready to fight.

Immediately, Pan rushed towards him, trying her hardest to land a pucnh. But every attack she made was dodged, making her angry. 17 kicked her hard, sending her flying into the wall of rocks. Getting to her feet, Pan whimpered in pain. "That hurt!"

"I never said I wasn't going to fight back!" 17 smirked. Pan froze. That face...

It was filled with malice and evil.

'No...'

Flashbacks flooded Pan's mind. Nightmares...

Watching her grandpa being mercilessly beaten like a punching bag, it was terrifying knowing that monster could very easily come after her. His face was always filled with unimaginable evil, smirking at his victims as they nearly died. And now that same face was back. It made her angry. She was filled with rage. Lunging at the monster, she couldn't stop herself. She didn't WANT to stop herself. She wanted that monster to know the pain he caused her. She repeatedly launched attacks on him, leaving him soaring through the sky, and into the ground, making a large crater.

Pan could feel the monsters evil emitting of his large body. It wasn't enough. She didn't want to hurt him. She COULDN'T just hurt him.

She wanted to kill him.

She NEEDED to kill him.

Without giving him time to recover, she rushed towards him, again launching an army of attacks. The tears in her eyes were making her vision blurry, and the blood pouring out his mouth was getting all over her hands. But she didn't care. She wasn't letting Super 17 get back up.

"Pan! Stop!"

She froze. The monster had disappeared, and 17 was in his place. His eyes were no longer empty. Now the ice-blue was filled with worry and fear. The android was bleeding, scrapped, and probably severly damaged. But he didn't care. He could sense strong emotions from the girl, and it worried him. Not only for her, but for himself.

Pan began sobbing, and wrapped hr arms around 17's waist, his shirt muffling her sobs.

She just wanted Grandpa...

It took a long time to get back to the cabin, as 17 had to stop some poachers. This left Pan to find her way back... alone. Since she didn't really know the way back, she had wandered around in circles. At least it gave her some time with her thoughts.

The nightmares had become nearly real, and she almost killed 17. Someone who hasn't shown her any hostility. At least... this 17 hasn't. The one from her world has. The nightmares were never this bad. Sure, they were horrifying, but they never appeared when she was awake, and they never caused her to hurt someone.

Looking up, she saw the cabin in the distance. She ran towards it. It was dark, and she was tired. Throwing open the door, she rushed in, flopping on the bed. Immediately as she hit the mattress, she passed out.