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Jason9000: Hello all. I hope you're ready for another chapter it'll be a short one since this will finish up Pan's training. Well let's begin shall we?*

Pan was on the ground trying to get up. The last two hours were absolute torture to her. She got on her knees trying to get up, but every muscle, bone, just everything in her body was screaming at her to stay down. She struggled not for the first time to get up. Piccolo was walking around her sneering at her.

"How pathetic Pan. I expected way more from the daughter of Gohan and the granddaughter of Son Goku. I guess I was wrong." Piccolo said.

"To be fair…you're stronger than you were when my dad was my age," Pan said chuckling a bit.

Suddenly she felt herself hit in the side and was sliding away.

"It looks like you inherited your grandfather's stupidity in fighting by talking to an opponent for no reason, how disappointing," Piccolo said.

Pan was starting to whimper a bit. Her determination and will power were almost gone. Ever since they got back with her meditation Piccolo had her training harder than the past two days combined. She was battered and broken in both body and mind. Every movement was a painful protest. She was hurting in places she didn't even know she could.

"I told you, if you truly want to impress me then get up and fight!" Piccolo yelled at her.

Pan was silent thinking just how her father always got up even when he was facing someone that was a mountain compared to him.

"I guess I was wrong. This was a huge waste of time. I'm going to tell your father he should discontinue your training. If some evil comes by and threatens your family it'll be your fault that you're too weak to save them," Piccolo paused for a moment. "Especially if your mother dies begging for your help!" He finished walking away.

Pan only grunted in pain and she tried to get up but her body refused.

Maybe Piccolo was right. She wasn't like her father who was one of the strongest warriors in the Universe. Maybe she should just stop training and find something else to do with her time.

Suddenly a question came to her. Why did her father always get up when he knew it was hopeless? Why did he, her grandpa, and everyone else fight when their body and mind screamed at them for them to stop? She then thought of everyone she knew and loved. She couldn't let anything happen to them. Especially her mother if something bad happened to her father. She then saw all of her friends and family looking at her smiling and waving to her.

Suddenly it felt like the clouds of doubt in her mind parted. She knew why her father was stronger than her grandpa. While Goku always sought the next challenge to become stronger which was a good reason; it was still a selfish one. His Saiyan side urged him to fight for the thrill of it. Sometimes it would cloud his judgment and he would fight to the end instead of thinking of the best way to end it quickly. Her father once said that one time Vegeta attacked Goku when Uncle Buu first appeared. Instead of going into his full strength to stop Vegeta and Uncle Buu he let his fight with Vegeta drag out to see how strong Vegeta had gotten over the years he was gone.

Her father on the other hand wasn't really into fighting that much. He may have enjoyed a good spar but when it came to someone that threatened his friends and family he attacked with everything he had to stop it. He said there was only one time he fell prey to his Saiyan urges when some bug thing named Cell was attacking the Earth. He said it cost her grandpa's life because he wouldn't think properly and only let the fight against Cell drag out.

She then focused on the thoughts of her family and friends. Their images burned into her mind to become stronger to protect them so she against her body's painful protests she got up.

"I won't give up…I refuse to let myself be beaten. Even if I have to give my life to save my friends and family ,I'll do it!" Pan screamed at Piccolo's retreating figure.

Piccolo stopped walking and started to turn around when he felt a huge surge of energy erupt from behind him.

Pan had raised her hands above her head with both palms facing Piccolo with golden yellow energy coming from her hands.

"Maskenko…HA!" She yelled directing the last of her energy towards Piccolo.

Piccolo had turned around just in time to raise his arms to block his face from the blast. The explosion made the area shake from the sheer force of the impact with smoke where Piccolo had once been.

Pan lowered her arms looking at the spot where she attacked Piccolo waiting to see what would happen next.

The smoke cleared and there Piccolo was with his right arm covering his face. His arm had a burn from his elbow to his hand, but other than that it was none worse for the wear.

Piccolo then started walking forward towards her. His face was expressionless as he finally stood before Pan.

Pan still stared at Piccolo with nothing but defiance as she refused to fall to her knees and pass out as she could feel unconsciousness trying to claim her.

For a minute Piccolo was silent till he extended his finger and focused a small amount of energy into his finger firing it at Pan.

Pan blinked as the energy beam came to her expecting to feel more pain, but felt sudden warmth as her clothes were repaired and she felt heavier. She saw that she had weighted clothes similar to Piccolo on top of the outfit her grandpa gave her.

"Well done Pan. You have successfully passed my training regimen. Wear these clothes as a symbol of my teachings with pride. Your father took a year to understand what I was trying to tell him and yet you understood it in three days. A true warrior does not fight because he seeks the thrill of a challenger stronger than him. They fight for the protection of their home because they have no other choice. That is why your father will be the better warrior than Goku will ever dream to be," Piccolo said holding out a senzu bean.

Pan ate the bean and within seconds the magical effects of the bean restored her body to full health and felt better than ever before.

"Wait how did you know what I was thinking Mr. Piccolo?" Pan asked him.

"For one thing Human and Saiyan minds are easy to read. That and you're young so your mind is more open to the world. A blessing you should enjoy for as long as you can," Piccolo said sitting down next to her.

"Is what you said about my dad being stronger than my grandpa true?" Pan asked him.

Piccolo paused for a second thinking before answering her.

"Yes he is. When he was five years old he was stronger than Goku and myself when he let his rage out. Also when Gohan went Super Saiyan 2 when he was eleven, it took Goku till he was almost thirty-five years to get close to that level. Goku didn't realize that your father was a better warrior than him till after the Cell Games. I suspect he hadn't realized that until Gohan finally snapped when Cell murdered Android 16 and threatened to kill us. After witnessing your father transform, it changed us all. Even though we give your father a hard time for rarely training, we all still know that he is better than all of us deep down," Piccolo said.

Pan was silent for a moment thinking over what Piccolo said.

"So want to go back and show your father what you learned?" Piccolo asked her.

She nodded and together they flew off back towards where they sensed the rest of her family training.

*Jason9000: Well that'll do it. I know it was short but I wanted to finish up the Pan and Piccolo training part. Honestly I didn't like how Pan and Piccolo had almost no interaction with each other in GT. Since Gohan was very close to Piccolo I'd assume that he would want Pan to see Piccolo as the silent protective uncle while Goten was the whacky one that would do whatever he wanted to spoil his niece. And I know I've been pointing a lot of faults at Goku but if you think about it, Goku isn't the angel we all think he is. Sure his heart is in the right place but the fact that he abandons his family to train Uub for around 10 years at the most because of the thrill of fighting him when he finishes training? That's just screaming "I'm a terrible husband/father!" and no I don't hate Goku I just don't like the decisions he made in regards to his family. Well enough of the rant. As the old Looney Tunes cartoons used to say "That's all folks!"*