One Month Later...
"I'm gonna get you Bra!" shouted Pan playfully before ramming her bumper car into Bra's.
Bra gave a gleeful shout. "Hey! No fair! Why me?!"
Pan stuck her tongue out at her before she maneuvered her bumper car to avoid Grandpa's. "To slow Grandpa! I'm to fast for you!"
WHAM!
She gave a startled yelp when her Mom's bumper car hit hers. "But not to fast to run from your mother!"
There was a chorus of laughter before the timer buzz sounded and their time on the ride ended. The family got off and friends got off the ride and re-entered the amusement park.
"So, what ride should we go on next?" asked Bra.
"I dunno, pick one," said Pan.
She followed behind the girl as the group moved. She had initially been skeptical of going to the amusement park, but, it was a lot of fun. She couldn't help but smile as they walked. After the... incident... about a month ago after she had woken up from her coma, things had settled down. She had apologized to everyone, eased a bit off her training schedule, and had started spending a lot more time with her family and friends. It was relaxing to just go out and have fun for once.
"Cotton candy stand at twelve o'clock!" shouted Bra with glee and raced towards it.
Pan smirked as they moved to the cotton candy stand and cleared the poor guy out, each of them having huge stacks of the sticky sugary goodness. Oh man, she couldn't remember the last time she had any of this stuff, it...
POP
There was a flash of light and Pan suddenly found herself no longer in the amusement park.
"Hi Pan-Chan!" came two voices.
Pan turned and recognized that she was in the Omni-King's palace, guess it was time for a visit. "Hi All-Chans! It's been awhile."
The two Omni-Kings nodded. "Yeah, we've been stuck in a meeting for awhile now and..."
They paused and stared at the cotton candy in her hands. "What's that?"
Pan smiled and walked up to them offering some of the cotton candy. "It's called cotton candy, is a snack, have some!"
The Omni-Kings took a handful each and popped it into their mouths. They both jumped and stood on their thrones. They exchanged glances.
"It's good!" said the right Omni-King.
"Yes! Very good!" said the left Omni-King.
Pan took a small bite for herself and handed the rest of her candy bags off to one of the Omni-King's attendants. "You can keep the rest."
"Thanks Pan-Chan!" said the Omni-Kings.
"So... what's up?" asked Pan.
"Well, we finally got done our dimensional meeting," said the left Omni-King.
"Yeah, finally all done!" said the right Omni-King.
Pan nodded slowly, her smile fading. They might be acting happy and carefree, but she understood that this was a serious thing. They had been meeting with other Omni-Kings to determine the rules and regulations of dimensional travel. This was important...
"So what was decided?" asked Pan, trying to keep her voice steady.
"Nothing!" they both said together.
Pan gave them a blank look and resisted the urge to fall over in disbelief, were they serious?! "What do you mean nothing?"
"No one could come to an agreement," said the Omni-Kings.
"So, since we couldn't agree on basically anything, we decided to leave it as is now, open travel between dimensions for mortals and lesser gods," said the left Omni-King.
"Ahuh, anyone who knows how to travel can travel between dimensions," said the right Omni-King.
"Well, except for higher gods and angels," said the left Omni-King, "We did agree that full-time God's of Destruction, Angels, and Omni-Kings should receive permission before they step into someone else's dimension."
Pan stared at them for a moment. "Umm... okay..."
She didn't really know what to think. Free open travel between dimensions without basically any rules... that could be good, but it could also be really, really bad...
"Even though we didn't come to a real decision, we're all still a little excited to be able to so freely talk with one another, so we all decided to celebrate!" said the right Omni-King.
"Ahuh, we're gonna have a tournament!" said the left Omni-King.
Pan raised an eyebrow. "A tournament?"
The right Omni-King nodded. "Yeah! Like the Universal tournaments, only, between dimensions! We wanted to let you guys know!"
Pan scratched her head. "Oh, okay. I'm surprised you didn't grab Grandpa and tell him instead."
The Omni-Kings frowned. "We are still not that happy with Son Goku, while we will let him compete, we decided to tell you first instead."
"Oh, okay, so when's the tournament happening?" asked Pan.
"In two Earth hours!" the Omni-Kings said together.
Pan's jaw dropped. "Two hours?!"
They nodded. "Ahuh. The Other Omni-Kings who are participating are gonna gather fighters really quick and join us in the portal rooms outside the portal. We wanted to give you guys a heads up, we are going to get ready and come get you all in an hour. Decide whose fighting and whose watching and be ready. We'll teleport you to Capsule Corporation so you can tell everyone."
"W-wait a second!" Pan stammered.
"Bye Pan-Chan!" said the Omni-Kings.
POP
Pan disappeared in a flash of light and reappeared at Capsule Corporation, feeling a little stunned and confused. She broke out of her confusion when she felt the ki signatures of her family and friends flying around off in the distance. She sighed, figuring they were looking for her after she had just vanished. She crossed her arms, ascended to Super Saiyan 2, and felt everyone suddenly change directions towards her.
ZIP
"Pan!" exclaimed Grandpa, appearing next to her, "Where'd you go? What happened!"
Pan powered down and sighed. "All-Chans wanted to talk to me."
Goku visibly relaxed. "Oh, phew, you really scared us when you vanished like that. So what did the Omni-Kings want?"
Pan frowned. "I'll wait till everyone gathers first."
Goku gave her a wary look. "Is something bad going on?"
She hesitated. "That depends on your definition of bad. You ought to just go and grab everyone with instant transmission, we don't have a lot of time. Get everyone."
Goku nodded and put two fingers to his forehead and teleported away. Pan watched as minute by minute, Goku grabbed all of the Z-Fighters. Some of them looked a bit ruffled after just being grabbed and dropped off, but they figured it was important and waited patiently. Finally, everyone was gathered.
Pan cleared her throat and spoke. "Umm, so the Omni-Kings called me to their palace and told me they were done with their Dimensional Rules meeting. They umm..."
"What was decided?" asked Piccolo, his voice deadly serious.
She scratched her head. "Nothing, they're just gonna leave dimensional travel wide open and unrestricted."
Piccolo looked mortified. "What?! Of all the things they could have done, they left it unrestricted?! Fools! There's nothing to stop people of one dimension from attacking another now!"
Vegeta scoffed. "You act as if people would have obeyed any rules anyway."
"Someone will have to keep an eye on the portal at all times then," warned Bulma, "This portal's in my back yard! I'm not gonna have it unguarded when something could come out and just blow up my house!"
"Aren't you guys being a little dramatic?" asked Krillin, "There's no guarantee whoever comes out of the portal is just gonna attack us. People travel abroad all the time, people could just be curious visitors."
"Perhaps, but there's no guarantee on the other end that they won't be marauding conquerors," warned Piccolo.
"Mmm I kinda like it, I might get to see some hot extra-dimensional chicks!" said Master Roshi with glee.
"18? Would you?" asked Bulma with annoyance.
18 smacked the back of Master Roshi's head, knocking him to the ground.
Pan snickered a little at that and then cleared her throat. "Umm, there's more. They're planning on holding a dimensional tournament..."
Goku's eyes went wide with excitement and glee. "REALLY?! When?!"
"Two hours, they'll be picking us up in one hour," she said nervously.
The group stared at her in surprise before exchanging glances.
"Hmph, I guess we'll get to test out the strength of other dimensions sooner rather than later," said Vegeta.
Piccolo nodded. "As much as I don't care for the tournament itself, it will be a good way to perhaps get an estimate on how strong the average dimension is and then prepare from there on."
Goku rubbed his hands together eagerly. "Oh boy, this is going to be awesome!"
"Honestly Goku, you're acting like a child, this is serious," scolded Chi-Chi.
"Nah, it'll be fine," said Goku.
"So, whose allowed to enter? Any rules given for the tournament?" asked Yamcha.
Pan shook her head. "The Omni-Kings didn't say anything on that."
"I'd say we should hold off on making any call like that until we see what were up against, there's bound to be registration or something before it begins," suggested Gohan.
There was a chorus of agreement before everyone began to talk among themselves. Pan stayed quiet and out of the way, pondering the development to herself. In some ways it was exciting, in other ways, it was terrifying. She had been to three different dimensions, and all three had been rough and borderline horrifying at times. On the other hand, in two of them, she had made dear friends. She felt a bit conflicted on whether she should be happy or not about all of this. She leaned her head back and stared into the sky. There would probably be both good and bad outcomes. She'd just have to be ready for whatever came next...
~One Hour Later
POP
Pan turned her head to see the Omni-Kings, the Grand Priest, Beerus, Whis, Shin, Kabito, and the Elder Kai appear.
"Greetings everyone," said the Grand Priest, "I trust you have all been informed of the Dimensional Tournament, let us be on our way."
"Aren't any of the other universes coming?" asked Goku.
The Grand Priest shook his head. "No. Since the portal only exists in one universe per dimension, only those universes will be allowed to compete in this tournament."
The group started walking towards the building Bulma built around the portal.
"So, whose allowed to compete? What are the rules? How many dimensions are competing?" asked Yamcha.
The Grand Priest looked back. "No more than ten warriors may enter the tournament per universe. No killing is allowed, you win either through your opponent surrendering, keeping them held down or unconscious for thirty seconds, there will be no ring out in this tournament."
"As for the dimensions, for time and spacing reasons, each tournament will be limited to ten dimensions," continued the Grand Priest.
"Each?!" asked Goku eagerly.
They entered the portal building and stopped in front of the portal before the Grand Priest continued, "Yes, there will be many tournaments going on at once. There were hundreds of thousands of Omni-Kings who wished to have their own tournaments with their own individual rule sets. So, each tournament will be spaced out in different portal rooms, shielded from one another, and each have their own prizes. Our tournaments prize will be one wish from the Omni-Kings."
Goku's eyes looked dreamy, and drool was leaking out of his mouth. "Hundreds of thousands of tournaments all going on at once..."
"Kakarot! Clean yourself up," barked Vegeta.
Goku winced, wiped off his mouth, and bashfully scratched his head. "Oh, sorry."
"We will need to set up and coordinate with the other Omni-Kings. We're allowing one hour after we arrive of free-time to talk and interact with other dimension's in the portal room. After we create the tournament grounds and an hour has passed, you will be directed to your assigned area," explained the Grand Priest.
With that, they walked through the portal and entered the portal room. Pan took a look around, this had been her first time actually going into this place, well, while she was conscious. There were ten levels of ten portals each separated into four sections in a large circle. Each level of portals were elevated and moved over from one another like a rice plateau. The center of the room was a huge blank white space. Pan noted there were already groups of Omni-Kings and Angels and Gods gathered at the center, with clusters of mortals on the outskirts of the room. There were groups going to and from their specific portal room, as if on tour. She eyed some of the groups, most were alien to her, coming in all different shapes and sizes and colors. There was so much ki in the room radiating from all groups that it was difficult to properly sense anything.
"Please, make yourselves comfortable for the hour," said the Grand Priest before the gods all flew off to join the other deities at the center of the room.
The Z-Fighters all walked off the plateau and stood on the flat ground, eyeing their surroundings at the other groups, hesitating to go and mingle. Pan eyed them, noting that there was one other group of humans to the south. Then to the north was...
Pan's eyes went wide and pointed. "Grandpa, Saiyans!"
There were six of them talking among themselves, Pan could vaguely see other people standing far behind them but couldn't get a look. The Saiyans took note of their group and started approaching them. Pan stretched out her senses, and immediately went on edge. They felt just as bad as the Saiyans she had encountered on Terra. Goku and Vegeta stood at the front of the group as the Saiyan's approached, keeping themselves between the groups as a barrier. The Saiyans stopped and looked over Goku and Vegeta, looking curious and appraising. Five Saiyans, two female, and three male, were led by one male Saiyan standing at the head of the group. None of them had tails.
The one at the head of the Saiyans was a huge, muscular looking one with spiky hair akin to Vegeta, though, not as high, and standing a little less straight up. He had no shirt on, showing off his pecks, and a huge scar going from his right shoulder, all the way down to his waist. He worse simply black baggy pants covering the lower half of his body. His face was hardened, his eyes cold and calculated. He stood, his arms crossed, his stance very similar to Vegetas. The lead Saiyan passed his gaze over the Z-Fighters, looking at the humans and Piccolo with disdain, but showing curiosity towards Bra, Gohan, Trunks, Goten, and Pan. He finally rested his gaze on Vegeta.
"I assume judging by the way you hold yourself that you lead this group," said the Saiyan, his voice deep and powerful.
"Perhaps," was Vegeta's only reply.
The Saiyan seemed amused by the none-answer, lips twitching before they parted. "Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
"I am Vegeta, prince of all Saiyans," said Vegeta.
The Saiyan gave a small half-bow. "Ah, to meet other royalty, it is a pleasure. To be truthful, I am surprised the Saiyan Race exists in other dimensions."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You are royalty?"
The Saiyan smirked at Vegeta. "I am Kale, the recently crowned Emperor of the Saiyan race, lord of my universe."
"Recently?" inquired Vegeta.
A dark smile played across Kale's face. "The Saiyan Race used to be split into separate factions, but by my hand were we united under one empire, under MY rule. Anyone who dissented was... dealt with."
Pan's heart-rate began to spike. Factions... just like she had heard on Terra... was this group from that dimension?! Pan fought to steady her emotions, deciding to just watch and listen for now, it could just be a coincidence after all...
Kale motioned to the five Saiyan's behind him. "These are the Hands of the Emperor, the five greatest Saiyans under my rule. My hands, would you introduce yourselves to our fellow Saiyans?"
The one at the far left stepped forward and introduced herself. "I am Coli."
Coli was tall and skinny, though supporting strong toned muscles. She had a rather pale complexion, her hair was crazily spiky, even more than Grandpas. Her eyes shone with cruelty, eyeing their group as if she were picking targets to kill. She had one scar on her neck, as if someone had once tried to slit her throat. She bore a blood-red colored version of Vegeta's armor. The armor was white, with red stripes, and the latex-like material that covered the rest of her skin was red colored. The armor had no shoulder pads. Pan couldn't help but notice, color aside, there was actual blood smeared on her armor, and recently by the looks of it.
Cali stepped back and the next, a male, stepped forward. "I am Bage."
Bage was short, even a little shorter than Vegeta. His face was reserved and wary, his eyes darting around and measuring up everyone he saw, as if he were determining whether or not they were threats. He was pretty much a bundle of muscles. He held no scarring, but, his blue armor was dented and battered. There was a literal fist mark embedded on the armor above his right breastplate. Pan noticed there was dirt all over it. If she had to guess, based on his and Coli's state, they had been in a battle before coming to the Tournament.
Bage stepped back and another male stepped forward. "I am Nach."
Nach was the tallest of the five hands. His hair was long, and fell out behind him, spiking in all directions down to his waist. He was lean, his muscles weren't as bulgy, but, he was definitely still physically strong. His face was calm, cool, and collected, betraying not one hint of emotion. He had light scars here and there on his face and arms. His armor was similar, green, but lacked the spandex-like material on his arms, it looked a lot like Bardock's armor if she recalled right. His ki wasn't nearly as neutral as her great-grandfather's had been though. He was a killer just as readily as the others.
Nach stepped back and the second female stepped forward. "I am Cress."
Cress was average height. Her hair was the least spiky, the back part being flat, with the front half being somewhat spiky with a big lock going down her forehead. She bore purple, unstained armor. She was the least marred of the group, showing no scarring or signs she had recently been in battle. She looked bored and uninterested in them, her eyes looked a bit glazed, as if she wasn't even paying attention to what was going on. Unlike the others that Pan could feel at least something from, her ki was completely masked, she could barely tell with her senses that the woman was even there.
Cress stepped back and the final member of the Hand stepped forward. "I am Mato."
Mato was a short, plump Saiyan. His hair looked similar to Grandpa's, though his hair seemed heavier and more weighed down. He looked a bit more tanned than the others. His armor and spandex-like material were black. His eyes were open and aware, taking in the area, but showing nothing else. He seemed rather unassuming, but, if he was a member of this group he had to be strong.
When he stepped back, Kale turned his attention to Goku. "We've introduced ourselves, its common cutesy to do the same."
Goku eyed him, a wary look on his face. "I'm Son Goku."
Kale raised an eyebrow. "That's not a Saiyan name."
"His Saiyan name is Kakarot, but the clown chooses to go by his Earth given name," explained Vegeta.
Kale gave him a peculiar look but eventually shrugged it off. "A warrior may call himself what he so wishes. If Goku is what he prefers, then I suppose it can be accommodated. Though, I'd think one would find more pride in their Saiyan heritage."
Kale's eyes flickered passed Goku. "The others that bears your features, are they hybrids?"
Goku nodded slowly and turned to point one by one. "Human Saiyan hybrids. My sons, Gohan and Goten. My Granddaughter, Pan. That's Trunks and Bra, Vegeta's kids."
Coli hissed with distaste. "Hybrids. To sully the pure blood of the Saiyan race with humans? Disgusting and-."
Kale shot her a look and warned with a deadly tone. "Be silent."
Immediately the entire Hand of the Emperor group stepped back in fear and bowed their heads. The hair on the back of Pan's head stood up. If these five were among the strongest in their universe, and they acted like scared little kids to this 'Kale' guy, he had to be on a whole other level compared to them then. She gave him another once over and wondered just how strong he was.
Kale turned his head and looked over the hybrids once more. "Who are we to judge the customs of our race from another universe? If you wish to cross breed with humans, then that's your choice. Forgive Coli, diplomacy is not her strong suite."
Vegeta nodded slowly. "Of course."
He crossed his arms. "You speak of diplomacy..."
Kale nodded. "To find out just how large the scope of our existence is was rather... enlightening. We exist in but one universe and one dimension, when there are countless more. Finding ourselves on such uncertain ground, I would be more than welcoming to others of our race from other dimensions. Consider it a tentative offer of diplomacy, and perhaps an alliance in the future, providing of course your group is powerful enough to warrant it."
Of all the things Pan expected him to say, that was not one of them. She gave Kale a third look over. He was intelligent, obviously powerful, and very calculated. He had apparently just discovered other dimensions existed and he was already moving to secure alliances for power and safety. He was thinking big, and Pan was wondering if it would be bad idea or not to cross him.
"I make no promises," warned Vegeta, "While we are powerful, we are few. Those you see before you are all that remain of our race aside from my brother, Tarble."
Kale frowned intently. "I see. I am disappointed to see our race laid low in your universe. I am however proud to see warriors still standing strong. I suppose I can understand then why you breed with humans to continue our race."
Kale glanced behind him off into the distance. "Though, I cannot say we have such close relations with the humans in our dimensions. Lets just say we've been at odds for a few decades, not many have survived our battles."
Pan took a few steps to the right and looked passed the Saiyans, following his gaze to see...
Pan froze, her eyes going wide, her face paling, her body suddenly feeling jittery. Standing off in the distance was a group of five humans. At the front, keeping a wary eye on their group, was Odianna...
She was how Pan remembered her. A teenager, kept young and pristine thanks to a wish of lesser immortality. She bore a torn up black and white Fox Hermit Gi. Her face was cold, with anger permanently plastered across it. Her eyes wrathful eyes were...
Pan gave a start, Pan remembered her eyes to be brown and hair to be black. But instead, they were both blue, blue like she was in the Hyper Kaio-Ken, but without the aura. She had apparently mastered the ability, and was carrying it as if it were her base state. Pan struggled to push her senses through all the ki in the room and focused them on Odianna. Pan's eyebrows went up with astonishment, her resting power was huge. She didn't even look powered up at all and she was easily strong enough to take on a strong Super Saiyan 2.
Standing next to Odianna, to Pan's great delight and happiness, was Aideen. The woman was still alive after all this time! She had ages a bit from what Pan remembered, the woman would be about twenty-four years old now. She was a tough looking young woman. Strong set, muscular, old healed scars along her face. She bore the white and black Fox Hermit Gi like Odianna. Also like Odianna, her hair and eye color was different than the brown Pan remembered. Both her hair and eyes were red. Aideen had mastered the regular Kaio-Ken and was resting in it as if it were her base state. She looked a bit roughed up.
Behind them was another woman, and two children... wait a second... she knew those two kids! Those were the two kids Pan had saved when she first arrived on Terra, they were still alive?! Pan felt relieved and happy to see that. She was curious though where Aneurin was. Without another word, and ignoring those of her group that called her back, Pan took off into the air and flew over to the humans. She landed in front of them.
"Aideen, Odianna," whispered Pan faintly, wondering if she was in a dream.
Odianna gave her a look of disdain. "What do you want Saiyan?"
Pan flinched, suddenly remembering how their last encounter had ended. Odianna hated her for being Saiyan, and had tried to kill her. Pan looked at her, working up the courage to speak.
"Odianna... I'm sorry, I'm sorry I never told you the truth," said Pan, her voice growing bitter.
Odianna glared at her. "Save it, I have nothing to say to you."
Before Pan could say anything else, there was a flash of light, a loud POP sound, and a tremor than ran through the ground. She turned her head, her eyes going wide, seeing a stadium, a huge arena, materializing at the center of the portal room. The gods had apparently decided on how to structure the tournament.
Odianna turned and started off. "I'll be at the tournament grounds Aideen."
Pan ran forward and grabbed her arm. "Odianna wait! I just want to talk to..."
Odianna turned and backhanded her across her face, drawing blood and knocking her to the ground. "Do NOT touch me you little deceiving Saiyan wench! I want nothing to do with you!"
Pan laid on the ground, feeling miserable and dejected, as Odianna turned and walked away, the other three humans following, leaving just Pan and Aideen there. Aideen sighed, turned, and offered her a hand. Pan felt relieved, at least she still had one friend among the humans of Terra.
She took the hand and was helped up. "Thank you."
She gave a yelp when Aideen pulled her into a fierce hug. "It's good to see you again Pan. I'm sorry about Odianna."
They separated and Pan shook her head. "Its... fine, I can't blame her. I should have been truthful from the start."
Aideen gave her a look. "Even though you act nothing like a Saiyan, we both know she would have killed you if you had revealed your heritage. I can't blame you for it."
Pan felt a surge of happiness at her word. "Its... good to hear that from you. I was honestly afraid you'd hate me."
Aideen smiled sadly. "I could never hate you Pan."
Pan felt bashful and bowed her head for a moment before looking up and around. "Aideen, where's Aneurin."
A stricken look crossed the woman's face before she looked away. "He's gone."
A lump formed in Pan's throat and she started to hiccup uncontrollably. "G-g-one?!"
Aideen nodded slowly and then pointed. Pan followed her finger, seeing her pointing to the group of Saiyans that had introduced themselves. The group was on the move and heading into the stadium.
"We were fighting them. Minutes before the gods intervened and halted the battle to announce their tournament, Aneurin was killed," sad Aideen sadly.
Pan clenched her fists, her anger, her fury, her hatred skyrocketing. Lightning began her roll down her body, her hair flying up and turning yellow. Her aura exploded around her, sending Aideen staggered back.
"WHICH ONE?!" demanded Pan, "Which one killed him?!"
Aideen stared at her in shock. "Pan... you... you ascended at that age?!"
"Aideen, WHICH ONE KILLED HIM!" she yelled.
"The one who calls herself Coli. She... she tortured him, ripped out his heart, and smeared his blood on her armor," said Aideen grimly.
Pan trembled in rage. Coli, that bitch, THAT BITCH! Aneurin was a kind, innocent man that had looked out for Pan on Terra, he didn't deserve to die like that! Coli would pay, oh how she would pay! Pan clenched her fists and hoped with all her might that she and Coli would get paired against one another in the tournament. She'd make that scum bleed and beg before the fight was over!
Pan forced herself to breath in and out a few times before she calmed down and relaxed her power. "I'll get her for murdering him! I swear it, I swear I will!"
She turned to Aideen. "How many people are left on Terra?"
Aideen shook her head. "There were only about twenty of us left after the invasion you fought against. The five of us here are all that's left."
Pan bowed her head, feeling sickened and horrified. Five people... that was it, just five humans left. Everyone else had been murdered by the Saiyans. Pan sighed heavily, feeling awful.
Aideen put a hand on Pan's shoulder in squeezed. "It's our lot in life Pan, not much we can do about it."
She dropped her hand and sighed. "Alright, I'm glad to see you're alright, but I gotta go and..."
Pan grabbed her hand. "Wait, I want you to come meet my family and friends."
Aideen hesitated. "Well..."
"Please Aideen?" begged Pan.
Aideen sighed and gave in. "Okay, okay."
Pan gave her a happy smile and started tugging on her arm. "C'mon!"
They walked over to the Z-Fighters, most of who had been keeping an eye in her direction. "This is Aideen, she's a friend of mine from Terra!"
The group looked her over and gave headbobs or short greetings.
Goku held up a hand in greeting. "Yo! Good to see you guys are still okay."
Aideen sighed. "Most of us anyway."
"I didn't see the old guy, is he...?" began Goku.
Aideen nodded and gave him a cold look. "Gone, killed by the Saiyans you were just chatting with."
Goku winced, but Pan stepped up to his defense. "We didn't know, we didn't know they were from your dimension until they pointed you and Odianna out."
Pan turned to Goku. "Grandpa, if you win, can you wish every human that was killed by Saiyans on Terra back to life? Please?"
Aideen gave a start and looked at her in astonishment. "Pan? You'd ask him to..."
Goku shrugged. "Sure, no problem."
Aideen's jaw dropped, she looked at him, speechless. "..."
Goku turned to Gohan and Vegeta. "We don't need the wish, we'd be more than willing to use it for that, right guys?"
Gohan nodded. "Sure, I would love to help."
"Hmph, I doesn't matter to me," said Vegeta.
Aideen looked back and forth between them all, disbelief on her face. "I... don't know what to say..."
Krillin smirked at that. "Yeah, sometimes we amaze ourselves with how nice we can-OW."
18 smacked the back of his head. "Quiet you, no one likes a showboat."
There was a brief moment of laughter before Piccolo stepped forward. "Aideen is it?"
Aideen nodded and looked him over. "You look like what Odianna described our deceased Guardian to be... are you the Dende Son Goku mentioned?"
Piccolo shook his head. "No, I am Piccolo."
Aideen looked to Pan and smiled. "So, he's the guy who taught you how to meditate? The one who you said meditates instead of sleeping?"
Pan smiled sheepishly and scratched back of her head. "Yeah, this is mister Piccolo."
Piccolo raised an amused eyebrow at Pan before he slowly shook his head and refocused on Aideen. "I see no problem with granting you a wish should we win, but, these Saiyans we were just talking to concern me. I overheard you and Pan talking, you fought them, how strong are they?"
Aideen narrowed her eyes and turned to Goku. "We only fought three of them. Coli, Bage, and Cress. The others merely watched and jeered us as we fought. The three of them were powerful ascended Super Saiyans. The only Saiyan we've encountered who was stronger than them would be you Goku, but their power isn't far behind what I remember yours to be."
Goku nodded, a serious look on his face. "That strong huh? I mean no offense, but you're lucky to be alive."
Aiden sighed and motioned to a small brown bag attached to her hip. "I started that fight with a full bag of Senzu beans, I have only two left. I shouldn't BE alive right now to be honest."
She turned to look at the stadium. "I fought Cress, Aneurin fought Coli, Odianna fought Bage, and by fought, I mean that except for Odianna we were crushed. I didn't see much of the other's fight, but Cress moves at speeds so far above anything I've ever seen. She uses some strange kind of Afterimage technique, its like she was everywhere at once but you still can't hit her. I even burst up to a times fifty Kaio-Ken for a moment but I still couldn't touch her."
"Times fifty huh? Not bad," complimented Goku.
Aideen didn't acknowledge the praise. "Their leader though, when they first landed, Odianna tried to outright kill them all, but he easily deflected a blast from her, while in his base state. From that act alone, I know he's on a whole other level far above those five."
Goku nodded slowly. "I figured as much."
Aideen stared at him silently for a moment, thinking, before she spoke softly, "Thank you, for offering the wish, but, it would be pointless. Even if everyone was revived, the Saiyans would just start purging us all over again. I wouldn't want to put humanity through that hell a second time."
"We could stop them!" offered Pan, "Either by force or somehow get them to back down, we..."
Aideen shook her head. "Pan, you and your family have to worry about protecting your own dimension. As much as I appreciate the offer, don't doom yourselves by fighting for us and making an enemy out of the Saiyan Empire."
Pan stared at her, feeling helpless.
Aideen turned to go, but paused briefly to offer one final warning to the group. "If you face Odianna in the tournament, be careful. She will not hold back, and she will harm you, greatly. If you are strong enough, knock her out and end it immediately. The longer the fight goes on, the worse it will get for you."
With that, Aideen left.
Vegeta turned to Bra. "You're not participating in the tournament, this is to far above you."
Bra raised an eyebrow and put a hand on her hip. "I wasn't planning to."
Vegeta scowled at her for a moment before turning to Trunks. "If you choose not to participate, I suppose I can try not to be disappointed."
Trunks rolled his eyes. "I'll enter."
Goten stepped up. "Me too!"
Gohan nodded. "I will as well."
"I'm obviously in, as is the clown," said Vegeta, shooting Goku a look.
Pan spoke up. "I'm fighting too!"
Gohan hesitated. "Pan..."
"I'm fighting, and that's final," she said, putting her foot down and glaring at her father.
"Fine, just please be careful," warned Gohan.
"So that's six of us, anyone else wanna enter?" asked Goku, "How about you Buu?"
Buu shook turned his head back and forth. "Hmm. Buu not sure, Buu already fight in last ones."
"Aww come on! It'll be really fun!" said Goku.
Buu thought for a moment. "Okay, Buu fight!"
"So that's seven, we can have three more, any takers? How about you Piccolo, or how about you 17 and 18?" asked Goku.
Piccolo shook his head. "I'll be spending my time observing the other participants and observers from the other dimensions. I'm not going to fight."
17 shrugged. "As much as I'd like to, any of those Super Saiyan 2s would deck me in one hit, so no thanks."
18 pointed a thumb at her twin. "Same deal, I'm with him on that regard."
"What about you Uub? Your being kind of quiet," asked Goku.
Uub looked a little ashamed. "Well... I mean if you really want me to fight I can, but, I'm not match for a Super Saiyan 2 either."
"You don't need a full ten fighters for this tournament, just no more than ten," said Piccolo, "The bar those Saiyans set is to high for our normal fighters to participate in. These Saiyans will fight ruthlessly, and will torture you for their own amusement. There may be a no death rule, but those who don't want to fight, shouldn't, unless they want to go through hell."
No one else stepped forward to participate.
Goku nodded. "Alright then, lets go and head to the arena!"
Pan walked next to her Grandpa. She felt anticipation burning through her body. She couldn't wait to get in the arena and fight. The little budokis they did back home were light entertainment and not really serious. THIS was the real deal. This would be her first real tournament she participated in with serious competition, with stakes riding on the fights and a heavy prize at the end. She didn't care what Aideen said, they'd find a way to make things right!
"I swear I will make things right," whispered Pan under her breath as they walked into the arena...
