Potara - A Sorrow Beyond Divinity

by WavesBlade

AU: Based off Dragonball Super. Made after the Universal Survival Tournament was revealed, but not released. Starts after the Universal Survival Tournament and plays out in a darker design. It expands the Dragonball Universe and focuses on Pan, and the absolute hell she must go through to keep those she cares about safe.

39. Round 1

Pan walked into the arena and looked around, eyebrows raised. In the middle was a giant squared raised platform that kind of looked like the Cell Games arena she had seen in old photos. Outside the ring were ten areas separated by dividers about half of Pan's height. She figured these were where the fighters were suposed to wait. Behind the fighter area were the huge stands and bleachers where everyone else could sit. There were three or more seats at the front, each section of fighters and spectators, where a God of Destruction, their angel attendant, and the Supreme Kai(s) would sit. To the due north, situated high above the stands, were the thrones of the Omni-Kings, with their Grand Priests levitating below them on floating pedestals.

The Grand Priest's voiced echoed through the area, "Would all fighters please move to their areas, you will know your area by finding your Supreme Kai. All spectators are to sit on the stands behind your dimension's fighters."

Pan took a quick look around, and spotted Shin. She pointed him out to Grandpa and the group took off, landing next to him. Their seven fighters stayed in the fighter area while everyone else moved up to the stands. Pan heard a ding and looked backwards. There was a small hallway leading out of their fighting area that would lead out of the arena. Above the entrance of that hallway was a giant number 1 engraved on the wall. So they were Dimension 1 then? She began to look around, each dimensions was labeled in order.

Dimensions 2, which was right next to them, was the dimensions containing the humans of Terra, and the Saiyans. The six Saiyans stood to one side of the area, while Odianna and Aideen stood to the other. Eight fighters total, neither group looked happy to be sharing their space with one another.

Dimension 3 had animal-like humanoids, five in total. One of which, to Pan's surprise, seemed to be a female cat of Beerus's race. The others were a lizard man, a dog man, a lion man, and finally, some strange looking bird man with a large beak and brightly colored wings instead of arms. That was a strange looking group in Pan's opinion.

Dimension 4 had two competitors, but nearly an entire stand full of spectators. The first was some kind of quadruped creature that had two tusks coming out of its maw of razor sharp teeth. It had fur that looked like a porcupine, razor sharp. Its long tail was barbed, and the ends looked purple, Pan couldn't help but wonder if it was poisonous. Its had four claws that it walked around in, each razor sharp. The other competitor was a tall and muscular looking humanoid. It's skin was a deep red, it had no nose, and its ears kind of looked like the holes that Freeza's race had. The rest of it was covered in medieval looking armor she could faintly recall reading about in school before she stopped going, and it even had a sword on its back.

Dimension 5 was the group of humans Pan had seen earlier. There were a full ten of them, ranging from various ages. The oldest being an elderly graying man, the youngest, to Pan's surprise, looked no more than an eight year old girl. From what Pan could sense, they didn't seem very strong. She was already feeling sorry for that group, this tournament wasn't going to end well for them if Pan's hunch was right. They had no clue about the fighters they would be up against.

Dimension 6 had a single competitor that perplexed Pan greatly. It looked like some kind of featureless goo-man. It was made of up what looked to be translucent green jello. She couldn't detect much from it, though, that might just mean it was suppressing its ki. She didn't have a clue what to expect from it.

Dimension 7 was another full group of ten fighters...

Pan's eyes went wide and she pointed to the dimension 7 group. "Grandpa, look!"

Dimension 7 was FULL of Freeza's race! There were ten of them of differing coloring and forms. Behind them, was a completely full stand of spectators also of that race.

Vegeta coughed in disbelief. "W-what?! So many of them... I wasn't aware that race could have such numbers, they were basically none-existent in our universe except for the three of Freeza's clan."

An eager, anticipation filled look crossed Goku's face. "Well, this could be interesting. I wonder how strong they are. They seem to have ki control down, their power is suppressed. Oh man I hope they're golden Freeza level!"

"I dunno dad," said Gohan, "If I had to guess, they'd probably be regular Freeza level, if not weaker, since they have such high numbers. Freeza and his family were apparently mutants of their race, don't forget that."

Goku looked a little disappointed, but perked up. "Maybe, but unlike Freeza, they look like they train. How they hold themselves speaks of being fighters, rather than tyrants. So there's still some hope from that universe to provide a challenge."

Pan resumed her observations of the dimensions. Dimension 8 had three competitors. Pan narrowed her eyes as she looked them over. They were demons, similar to Towa and Dabura. She couldn't help but smirk, their universe would be good practice for the beating she wanted to lay down on Towa herself. She looked towards their spectators and noted to her confusion they were human. Strange that there were only demons competing, but no humans from their dimension.

Dimensions 9 also had three competitors. They kind of looked like humanoid dragons! They were each about twice the size of an average man. They had muscular arms and legs that ended in claws and feet. They were covered in scales, or had some flat skin.

The first one at the front was a green with a tan belly that had long flowing whiskers and wood like horns coming out of the back of his head. Along his checks came out tendrils of hair. His eyes were completely red without irises. He kind of reminded Pan of Shenron, just, a lot smaller and more human looking.

The second one was green on its back, but tan on its front. It had a dorsal fin on its back, and had spikes coming out of its elbows and behind its head. Its eyes were also completely red without irises. It reminded her a bit of Parunga.

The third one was different than the other two. It's coloring was dark blue, with a light blue belly. It had blue wings, though the fleshy underside of them was pinkish. It had a lot of horns coming out of the back of its head, long tendril whiskers coming out of its nose, and like the first two it had completely red irises. The strangest thing to Pan about it was the fact that the dragon was smoking a cigarette. She had never seen a dragon that looked like that before, and she wasn't sure she ever wanted to.

In the Dimension 9 spectator area were tons of other dragon-like creatures with differing shades and features. She took them in at a glance before deciding to not get to absorbed with one dimension, no matter how cool she thought the dragon's looked.

And finally, Dimensions 10, right next to them on the side opposite of the Terra's group was a single competitor that was...

Pan made a face and spoke with distaste. "A Majin."

Her last encounter with another dimension's Majin, the one called Cuu, hadn't exactly ended well. She wasn't looking forward to fighting another one, especially since she figured their kind was by default incredibly powerful. This Majin's coloring was red, it was tall, muscular, and had a very long head tentacle that stretched almost down to its feet. It wore the standard Majin pants and belt, but had no shirt on.

The Majin glared her way, having overheard her. "It's rude to speak about someone in that tone, little girl. Watch yourself."

Pan mumbled a half-ass'd apology and gave the Majin a second look-over. It spoke with intelligence, rather than the stumbled speech Mr. Buu and Majin Cuu had. She remembered the stories of how the evil Super Buu had absorbed people to gain strength and intelligence. She wondered if this one had done the same.

Pan did a bit of math in her head. There were fifty competitors total, so... that was umm... twenty-five fights in round one! Damn, that might be fun to watch! Well, maybe not, there would probably be some sloppy and one sided fights until all the weaker fighters got weeded out. So then, round two would be twenty five fighters, so, twelve fights and one remaining fighter would get a bye. Round three would be thirteen fighters, so, six fights and one bye. Round four would be seven fighters, so three fights and one bye. Round five would be four fighters, so, two fights, and no more byes. Then round six would be the final round.

Pan crossed her arms and recognized suddenly that she'd been a fool to think she could actually win, she'd have at bare minimum beat Grandpa to win, and that wasn't happening. "I ought to at least be able to get to round three or four before I get matched up against Grandpa, Vegeta, the Majin, or Odianna and lose."

Vegeta eyed her and scoffed. "Giving up before the tournament has even begun?"

Pan gave him a dry look. "At bare minimum I auto lose against you or Grandpa when you go god."

Goku tilted his head back. "Hmm, Pan's right on us using blue, god ki would make this boring until the final few fights. Hey Vegeta? Gohan? Wana make this tournament more interesting?

Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "What do you have in mind?"

"We don't use god ki unless we face off against someone else with god ki, if we do, we lose, sound fair?" proposed Goku.

Vegeta scowled at him. "I wasn't planning on using more than I needed to anyway. If these so called fighters were up against can force me to go god without being one themselves then I don't deserve to win."

Gohan crossed his arms. "I'm not going to let a villain get a wish from the Omni-Kings just because they were stronger than me without god ki. You two can have your handicap if you want, but I'll fight to make sure someone bad doesn't get that wish."

Goku shrugged. "Well, that's your call I guess."

"Attention everyone!" called out the voice of the Grand Priest.

The arena grew silent and everyone looked up as the Grand Priest spoke. "We would like to welcome you all to the first Dimensional Tournament, sponsored to celebrate the meeting of the Omni-Kings. To reiterate the rules: This tournament is single-elimination. You may use any techniques, abilities, armor, or weapons you carry on your person. Killing is not allowed. You win a fight by either forcing your opponent to surrender, knocking them out for thirty seconds, or pinning them to the ground for thirty seconds. The ring itself will be shielded by the Angels to protect the spectators, as such fighters will not be able to leave the ring until the battle is concluded, and outside interference will be prevented. The victor of the tournament is granted one wish empowered by the will of the gathered eleven Omni-Kings."

The Grand Priest looked down upon the fighters. "Each warrior was gathered from the home universe, and the home world that each dimensional portal rested on. Each one of you has great power for a mortal, or the potential to one day be great. Use this tournament as an opportunity to test your power and push yourselves against other warriors. The fights will be selected at random, however, they will be biased as to try and not match you against your own dimension until the later rounds where there may be no choice. Fight well and remember that the gods are watching your performance."

Pan felt a bit of relief at that, she might even make it to round five then!

"Without further wait, let us begin the Dimensional Tournament!" shouted the Grand Priest.

There was a roar of cheers from the gathered spectators before the Grand Priest held up a hand for silence. A second Grand Priest approached him, holding a bowl of what looked like fortunes from fortune cookies.

The Grand Priest fished one out and read, "First! From Dimension 3 we have Vadaka, please step forward and enter the ring!"

The female Cat, sporting purple fur-less skin, long ears, and a set of elegant black and purple silk clothes, stepped forward and walked onto the ring. The crowd began to cheer again at the sight of the first competitor.

Pan turned her head to hear Yamcha speak to Beerus. "Hey my main man, I think she's your type. You ought to ask her out."

Beerus turned and raised an eyebrow, holding out a hand at him that briefly glowed with destructive power. "You should mind your words mortal. The affairs and interests of a god are not to be joked about."

Yamcha winced and backed off. "Sorry..."

Beerus snuffed out his power and faced forward. "Besides, I'm already married, or at least I was when I was a mortal, and our race marries for life, and beyond into death."

The Grand Priest allowed a few more moments of cheering before he spoke. "And her opponent: Char! From Dimension 7!"

Pan raised an eyebrow as she watched the member of Freeza's race enter the ring. "That's not a cold related name..."

Vegeta nodded, a curious look on his face. "Strange, I was under the impression that naming convention was how all of his race called themselves. Perhaps its different in that universe."

Char was a huge one, in what Pan figured was his second form based on what she had been told of the forms. He was a towering wall of muscle. His coloring was red and black, with black horns sprouting from his head. He gave off a menacing appearance, though, his ki from what Pan could tell didn't seem that bad when she looked back through her memories on what Freeza's ki felt like.

"Let the match begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Char assumed an aggressive stance, ready to charge, before a look of disbelief crossed his face. Pan followed his gaze to see that, rather than get ready to fight, Vadaka was busy licking her paw and using it to wipe her face, showing no interest in her opponent.

The veins of Char's head bulged. "Hey! Pay attention to the..."

WHAM!

Vadaka disappeared and reappeared, throwing a punch right into Char's chest and sending him flying back. "Don't interrupt me when I'm busy cleaning."

Char hit the barrier and slide down, a stunned look on his face, the giant slowly rose to his feet and muttered, "Un... unbelievable... I'll have to transform."

"Go ahead, I'm not done cleaning anyway," said Vadaka without interest.

Char gave a roar as his body began to morph, his head elongating and his shoulder plates shooting out to his side, changing into his third form. "There! Now you will..."

Vadaka dropped her paw. "All done."

ZIP

Vadaka disappeared and reappeared, levitating in-front of a now surprised Char. She raised a hand, coated it in energy, and bonked Char on his head, hard. The creature dropped like a rock, drool leaking out of his mouth.

Thirty seconds later the Grand Priest announced. "Char has been unconscious for thirty seconds, Vadaka is the winner!"

There was a roar of applause while Vadaka left the ring and Char was removed and healed. Pan took note of how stunned his Dimension seemed, she couldn't help but smirk, they had no idea what they were getting into.

"For the next fight, would Kale from dimension 2 please step forward!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan turned her head, locking onto the Saiyan Emperor. The Saiyan smirked and strode into the arena, his head held up high.

"From Dimension 5, would Frank please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan winced, sighting a young brown hair brown eye'd human man climb into the ring. Oh boy...

"Let the fight begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Frank gave a shout and powered up. Pan slowly shook her head as she watched. She had been hoping to get a hint of how strong Kale was, but, this wasn't going to be a good, or a long fight.

Kale looked angered. "THIS is my opponent?! Some weak human whelp?"

Kale thrust a hand forward, not even unleashing any ki, but merely using the force of the motion to release a burst of wind that hit Frank and sent him flying into the arena barrier where he hit and then crumpled to the ground. Thirty seconds later, the match ended with an irritated looking Kale as the winner.

Vegeta appeared to share Kale's irritation. "There's to many weaklings here. We will be lucky to even get one half-decent fight this round. Bah..."

"For the next fight would Goten from Universe 1 enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Goten thrust a fist into the air before rushing into the arena. "Alright! My turn!"

"Go get em' Goten!" shouted Chi-Chi from the stands.

"And would Mane from Dimension 3 enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan watched as the lion like humanoid from Dimension 3 entered the ring. It was a bit strange to see a creature that so resembled an animal dressed in clothes and walking upright. She wondered how strong it was...

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Mane gave a loud roar and powered up before it rushed at Goten. The teenager gave a smirk and easily bated away the creature's swipes of its claws. He jumped up, over its head, grabbing Mane's mane as he passed, before picking up and throwing the creature across the ring. Mane landed on all fours, looking a bit annoyed, before it bounded at Goten again. Pan crossed her arms and watched her uncle 'fight' with Mane. It wasn't really a fight, the creature really wasn't that strong compared to Goten, he was just playing with it.

"Stop screwing around and end the damn fight!" roared Vegeta.

Unfortunately, it appeared that the barrier also prevented sound from entering the ring, because Goten kept on dancing around and angering Mane for a few more minutes before Goten knocked the creature out with a punch to it's gut. Thirty seconds later, Goten was declared the winner and the match ended.

"Now! Would Heata from Dimension 7 and George from Dimension 5 please enter the ring!" called out the Grand Priest.

Pan's eyes glazed over as the fight began, and ended, in one hit. She took another glance at Dimension 5 and wondered what exactly they were doing here. The Grand Priest had said everyone present had great power or great potential, but... from what she could tell most of them were under Tien and Krillen in power. Few were even above Yamcha. Then again, if the portal world of that Dimension was Earth like, there wouldn't be many grand fighters there. Compared to the average person, these ten weren't bad at all, just, not strong enough whatsoever to fight against Freeza's race or Saiyans sadly. Ah well...

"Would Ugloo from Dimension 6 and Zapoor from Dimension 7 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan watched the green jello man and another of Freeza's race, this one in its first form, enter the ring.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan was surprised when Ugloo's body began to morph and became an exact replica of it's opponent, its ki rising to match as well. Zapoor was equally stunned, and Ugloo used that to it's advantage, charging forward and landing a heavy blow into Zapoor's face. Zapoor recovered and spun, swinging his tail up and at his opponent. Ugloo caught the tail with both his hands and twisted it, leading to an audible 'SNAP'. Zapoor howled in agony and staggered back, pulling back his broken tailed and massaging it painfully. Ugloo rushed forward and began to rain blows down on his opponent. Zapoor gave a roar and swung his hand, unleashing a burst of ki that knocked Ugloo back. Zapoor rushed forward and swung a heavy blow.

Slick

Zapoor's hand passed into Ugloo's body, much to Zapoor's surprise. Ugloo grabbed Zapoor's arm with one hand, and his neck with another.

Pan narrowed her eyes as she felt Zapoor's energy begin to rapidly drop without any blows being landed. "That thing is draining his power!"

Goku nodded. "Yeah. It looks like it turns into a copy of its opponent, and can steal ki. Gotta be careful if any of us fight it."

Zapoor slumped down in Ugloo's clutches, losing consciousness. Thirty seconds later Ugloo was declared the winner.

"Would Bage from Dimension 2 and Sear from Dimension 7 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Bage stepped into the ring and cracked his knuckles. "C'mon lizard man, show me what you've got!"

Sear looked livid at the insult. "Lizard man?! I am an Arcosian!"

Pan sounded the word out in her mind. So that's what Freeza's race was called. She looked over Sear briefly, he looked to be in his second form, and was colored orange and white.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Rather than start fighting, the two of them continued bickering.

The Saiyan shook his head. "I don't care what you are. If you can't put up a fight, you might as well be a bug under my boot. So for your sake..."

Bage grinned savagely. "...I hope you can transform like that other one of your kind did. Otherwise you wont last more than a second."

Sear frowned briefly at him before slowly nodding. "Had we been the first fight I would have thought you a fool. Seeing others of my race so easily bested before me leaves little doubt of your claim. Very well, I will show you the might of an Arcosian and battle in my original form!"

Sear gave a roar as red cracked began to spread along his body and energy leaked out of him. With a burst of ki his outer body exploded, and when the dust settled, a slim, smaller body stood. It was similar, yet still distinctly different than Freeza in his final form. Rather than a white body with purple orbs and wrist guards, Sear's body was a mixture of red and orange, with fiery tattoos littering his body. His orbs were black.

Bage raised an eyebrow and looked him over before nodded and giving a mocking, slow clap. "Impressive. That's quite a transformation and power increase. In fact, I suppose I'll have to transform myself!"

Bage gave a roar of power and went Super Saiyan. Sear threw up his arms in defense as the power of the transformation sent him staggering back.

Sear looked stunned. "That power... what kind of transformation is this?!"

Bage grinned. "This is the might of a Super Saiyan!"

"Super Saiyan," whispered Sear, a mixture of awe and fear in his voice.

Pan's eyes began to shift, noting how a large chunk of the fighters in the arena had suddenly taken rapt attention to the battle. Save for one, all of Dimension 7 looked dumbstruck. If they were anything like Freeza, they had probably thought themselves the absolute strongest race, the strongest in all of existence. This had to be an eye opener for them, so see their true form so easily dwarfed in power. What's more, very few fighters didn't look impressed by the transformation, which let Pan gauge the average power of the tournament. The only ones that didn't seem shocked or weren't cowering at the sight of a Super Saiyan was the Majin, the rest of Dimension 2, her own universe, Vadaka from Dimension 3, the two fighters from Dimension 4, Ugloo, the demons from Dimension 8, and the three dragons from Dimension 9.

Bage cracked his neck to the left, and then to the right. "So then Arcosian, are you ready?"

Sear recovered from his shock and ground his teeth. "It seems I'll have to go full power from the start then."

Bage smirked. "Please do."

Sear's muscles bulged and his power skyrocketed. The Arcosian charged and drove a fist into Bage's gut, doubling him over before smacking him to the ground with his tailed. Sear rushed forward and kicked him into the air before pursuing him, barreling into him and knocking him into the arena barrier. He drove a knee into Bage's gut and pinned him to the barrier, slamming a fist into him over and over until...

Bage's right hand shot out and caught the fist, holding it steady, before he raised his head, a bit of blood leaking out of his mouth. "Not bad lizard, but not nearly good enough, I wont even have to ascend to the next level."

Bage threw Sear off him, appearing hardly damaged from Sear's assault. Bage rushed the Arcosian and flew past him, stretching out a hand to grab Sear by his neck and drag him along before slamming him into the barrier on the other end of the arena. Bage connected his fists and slammed them into the top of Sear's skull and sent him plummeting to the arena floor. Bage smirked at the fallen Arcosian and flew downward, slamming a knee into his back. There was an audible 'CRACK' of a spine breaking before Sear screamed in pain and his 100% power form gave out.

Bage stepped off him and shook his head. "Hardly a warmup."

Thirty seconds later, Bage was declared the winner.

"Would Phage from Dimension 5 and Pabura from Dimension 8 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Phage was a middle aged human woman with red hair and black eyes. She was dressed a bit scantly for Pan's tastes. She wore a alluring green dress, a black cloak attached to her shoulders. Attached to black leather pants were two crimson pieces of cloth than hung down to cover her legs. Her arms were barren save for a long, brown armguard.

Pabura was a female demon akin to Towa, sharing her pale blue skin. Her hair was a long teal, her eyes a dark red. Her face was soft, curved, and childlike, her ears point,. If Pan didn't know she was a demon she might have actually appeared rather innocent. She wore a black and yellow full body gown that hardly looked suited for fighting in. While Pan didn't care for demons, she at least somewhat approved of this one not dressing like a skank as Towa had been.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Red energy sprang up around Pabura, giving her almost innocent appearance a very menacing look. Her opponent didn't look impressed. Phage smirked at the demon, a black aura of ki engulfing her body. The hair on the back of Pan's neck stood straight up. Phage's ki didn't feel strong, but boy did it feel 'wrong'.

"I have a bad feeling about that Phage lady," murmured Pan.

Pabura gave a seductive, mocking motion with her hands, beckoning Phage forward. "Come my little treat, entertain me."

Phage aimed a hand at her and unleashed a blast of black ki. Pabura rolled her eyes and batted it away with her right hand.

"Come now, is that all you can-OW what the hell?!" started and exclaimed Pabura.

Pabura held up her right hand and looked at it, mortified; her hand was starting to turn black, and it was starting to slowly spread down her hand. "Ki poison... clever bitch!"

"What is ki poison?" asked Pan, turning to her Grandpa.

Goku shook his head. "I dunno, but it sure looks like it hurts."

Pabura was cradling her hand painfully, glaring hatefully at Phage. "You will SUFFER!"

Pabura aimed a hand and unleashed a red stream of energy at Phage who dove out of the way. Pabura rushed at Phage and smashed her left fist into Phage's face, flooring the woman to the ground. Pabura gave a startled cry when her left hand started turning black as well. Phage rose to a knee and grabbed Pabura's left and right knees before letting go. They started turning black as well. Pabura fell to the ground and starting wailing in pain. Phage stood up and smirked at the demon before tapping the demon's forehead with a finger, causing her head to turn black as well. The demon's cries turned into a faint whimper as she began to convulse.

Pan held up an arm to her mouth. "I think I'm going to be sick..."

Pan wished she didn't have the ability to sense ki at the moment. It felt like Pabura's ki was literally being eaten alive, it was making Pan's skin crawl and sending shivers down her spine. Thirty seconds later, Phage was declared the winner. Rather than instantly heal the wounded Pabura, the Grand Priest held a hand down towards her slowly seeding ki into her body that fought and purged the black ki poison, Pan was a bit surprised that the Grand Priest had to put effort into healing the demon. Ki poison sure wasn't something to be messed with. After being healed, Pabura left the ring in a hurry and walked out of the arena, leaving the tournament completely. Pan couldn't say she blamed the demoness.

"Damn," murmured Goku.

Vegeta nodded. "If you touch, or are touched by her or her ki blasts, this 'Phage' woman 'poisons' your ki."

Gohan crossed his arms. "Best to stick to ki blasts then and not let her hit you."

"Next! Would Son Gohan from Dimension 1 and Blokron from Dimension 9 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

"Go get em dad!" said Pan.

Gohan gave her a brief nod before flying into the ring. Pan's eyes went wide to see the dark blue dragon from Dimension 9 enter the ring, it's cigarette still in its mouth.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Gohan assumed a defensive stance, his opponent however gave no care and continued to puff on his cigarette.

Gohan frowned. "You going to put that out and fight or what?"

The dragon gave a hearty laugh and began to stalk forward. Gohan didn't move a muscle, merely watching his opponent close the distance. Blokron stopped a few steps infront of Gohan, and pulled the cigarette out of his mouth before leaning forward and blowing a heavy cloud of smoke right into Gohan's face.

"You ain't worth the snuffin out my cig, boy," mocked the dragon before putting his cigarette back in his mouth.

Pan clenched her fists in anger on her father's behalf. "That disrespect! Oh I hope dad teaches him a lesson!"

Gohan didn't seem fazed. "Well, I guess I'll have to change your mind then."

"HAAAA!" shouted Gohan, a clear aura of power briefly engulfing his body.

Pan raised an eyebrow, dad had just gone full power, ignoring god ki of course. The entire arena went silent at that. If Bage had set the bar high before, Gohan had just raised it well past the majority of the tournament. Every fighter of every dimension save their own was staring at Gohan, sizing him up. Blokron himself looked stunned, its mouth half open, its cigarette began to fall out if its mouth...

WHAM

Gohan drove a fist into the dragon's stomach before spinning and rising into the air to deliver a kick to the side of its head. The dragon was sent flying and tried to recover, but Gohan was already upon it. He drove an open palm into the side of it's head and then a kick to its gut before chopping a hand into the back of it's neck. The dragon dropped like a rock. Gohan moved back to his starting position swiftly and caught the dragon's cigarette before it could hit the ground. He walked over the dragon, dropped the cigarette on the ground in front of its face, and smushed it under his foot.

"These things are awful for you, take my advice and quit," said Gohan, his voice dry and unamused.

Pan cracked a smile at that and cheered, "Way to stick it to him!"

Thirty seconds later the Grand Priest called out. "Son Gohan is the victor!"

Gohan rejoined his area, and the dragon was healed and returned to his area, shooting Gohan a disgruntled look.

"Next! Would Unga from Dimension 9 and and Gale from Dimension 5 please enter the arena!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan rolled her eyes, sighting one of the green dragons and a young human woman enter the ring. "This is going to be quick."

"Maybe, but who knows, that Phage lady had a trick, maybe this one will as well?" suggested Goku.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

The green dragon disappeared and reappeared, smashing a fist into the woman's head and knocking her unconscious in one blow.

"Or not," murmured Goku.

Thirty seconds later, Unga was declared the winner, and the Grand Priest announced the next match. "Would Saler from dimension 3 and Craig from dimension 5 please..."

"I forfeit!" called out a man from Dimension 7.

The Grand Priest paused briefly before shrugging. "Very well, Saler from Dimension 3 is the winner."

Vegeta smirked. "Caving in before the fight even begins? Hmph, not even worthy of being called a warrior."

"It's smart, most of the humans from Dimension 5 are really outmatched," said Pan, "Why bother getting the crap kicked out of them? They aren't Saiyans, they don't get stronger from it."

"Would Mesh from Dimension 4 and Static from Dimension 7 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

The strange red skinned creature from Dimension 4 walked into the arena and drew its sword, waiting. His opponent was a yellow and blue Arcosian that was in its third form. That made Pan scratch her head in confusion. These Arcosian's were all so different that Freeza's clan, she couldn't make heads or tails of it.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Mesh and Static charged at eachother, red aura smashing against purple aura. Mesh swung his blade at the Arcosian, only for Static to easily deflect it with an arm before swiftly jabbing a fist into Mesh's chin, sending him staggering back. Mesh recovered and threw himself back as static swung his tail at him, barely avoiding it.

"Hmm, you are quick on your feet," complimented Static, "I suppose I might get a decent work out."

Mesh studied the creature for a moment before speaking. "I'll give you ten seconds to transform into your true form, otherwise I'm going to end this, you are no match for me."

Static looked a him curiously. "Is that so? I call a bluff when I see it, you want to attack me while I'm transforming and my guard is down, after all your power is a bit under mine."

Mesh narrowed his eyes before his power and aura increased in size without any obvious effort to power up.

Static's eyes went wide and he imminently clenched his fists. "AHHHHHH!"

Static's outer skin cracked and exploding, revealing a slim, but muscular yellow Arcosian with blue orbs. Across his body were tattoos of thunder bolts.

"Is that more to your liking?" asked Static, his voice thin and deadly.

"It'll do," replied Mesh.

The two warriors burst at eachother, sword meeting limb over and over again, releasing shockwaves on contact each time. Pan took a quick measurement with her senses, they both seemed roughly even, but she felt that they were both still holding back. Static hadn't gone all muscly, and Mesh looked like bored.

"Anyone wana place bets?" asked Pan with humor.

"Mesh," said Goku.

"Mesh," said Vegeta.

"Mesh," said Gohan.

Pan, Goten, and Trunks exchanged glances at that.

"Uh, you guys see something we don't see?" asked Trunks.

A snort was Vegeta's only reply.

Goku turned and raised an eyebrow at Pan. "Goten and Trunks I can understand, but c'mon Pan, can't you see it? You can't still be that rusty over the whole ki coma thing. Close your eyes and feel it out."

Pan hesitated for a moment before she closed her eyes. She followed Mesh and Static with her senses, seeing and feeling them move around the ring and clash. She frowned for a moment, trying to figure it out. They clashed again, sword meeting arm, Static's ki flaring to brace for the impact, while... oh... Mesh's ki didn't flare at all, it stayed steady and even. They might look even, but Mesh wasn't even trying. Pan felt a little bashful, she really ought to have seen it. Maybe taking so much of the last month off her training hadn't been so good of an idea.

"Ki Saber!" shouted Mesh.

Pan opened her eyes in time to see Mesh blur past Static, swinging his sword through Static's body, as if to cut him in half. Pan was stunned for a moment, before she noticed Static's body wasn't actually cut in two. However, the look on Static's face all but said he might as well have been bisected. Static fell to a knee then pitched forward. What the hell?

"Oh, neat, I didn't know you could use a sword like that!" said Goku, an eager smile on his face.

Pan felt a bit ashamed to ask, having missed it, "What did he do?"

"He attacked his opponents ki directly by turning his sword into pure ki for a moment," explained Goku, "It didn't leave any lasting damage on the body but oh that had to hurt."

Vegeta rubbed his chin. "Phage, Mesh, and perhaps more. It seems there are several opponents who focus on damaging their opponents ki rather than their opponent's bodies. It wont be a challenge, but perhaps it will be interesting to fight against."

Trunks scratched his head. "Its weird."

"Mesh from Dimension 4 is the winner!" shouted the Grand Priest after the thirty seconds were up.

After the fighters were removed from the arena, the Grant Priest shouted, "Would Aideen from Dimension 2 and Tremor from Dimension 7 please enter the ring!"

Pan smiled, eager to see how far Aideen had progressed since she had last seen the woman. She took a quick glance at her opponent, noting that the Arcosian seemed to be in his second form.

She hesitated briefly before calling out to Aideen before she entered the ring, "Don't let him transform if you can help it! End it quick or he'll overpower you!"

Aideen paused briefly, glancing back at her and giving a brief nod before entering the ring.

"Where's the fun in the fight if both of them don't give it their all?" questioned Goku, "There's no stakes here, so why not let it happen?"

Pan gave him a annoyed look. "Because I'd rather not let my friend get pulverized if I can help it."

"Aideen is more than capable of handling herself against an opponent of that caliber, she doesn't need your warning, Saiyan," came a hostile voice.

Pan turned to see Odianna standing next to the divider between their two Dimension sections, glaring coldly at her. Pan lowered her eyes and turned away, merely gazing out at the ring and studying Aideen's opponent. Tremor was a brown and gray Arcosian in his third form, he was also 'very' bulky looking.

"Jeez, what's your problem lady?" asked Trunks.

Odianna raised an eyebrow. "Your species."

"Drop it and watch the fight," barked Vegeta.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

"Times thirty!" shouted Aideen, the red aura of the Kaio-Ken engulfing her body.

Pan took a brief moment to compare Aideen against what she remembered the woman's power to be at several years ago. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, not a bad increase, maybe she had also taken a few days in the time chamber, she at least seemed able to sustain a times thirty decently. At times thirty she might now be able to take on inexperienced Super Saiyans, though, any of the Grade forms or the Mastered form would still crush her. Regardless, Pan felt impressed by her friend's improvement, a human being able to take on a Super Saiyan, even if they were new with the form, was quite the feat, aside from Odianna with her immortality of course.

Aideen gave a war cry and burst forward, slamming a knee into Tremor's face, knocking him back and to the ground. Aideen grabbed his tailed and swung him overhead and then slammed him to the ground. She picked him up again, spun, and threw him into the arena barrier. Aideen charged at him, cocking a fist and preparing to lay into him. Before she could hit, Tremor spun around and thrust his own fist out, throat punching Aideen and causing her to gag and fly backwards at the impact. Tremor fell to the ground with a painful wince and a groan before he shook his head and gave a roar, his ki starting to rocket and his body beginning to morph.

Aideen recovered and narrowed her eyes, cupping her hands to her side. "Kamehameha!"

Pan was surprised to see her using the technique. "Wha...?"

The energy wave surged out and hit her opponent, exploding and leaving a residue cloud blocking view. Aideen relaxed her kaio-ken back to her base and took a quick breather.

Pan frowned. "I don't remember teaching her that, I only taught... oh, Odianna probably passed it on."

Pan snuck a look towards the woman for confirmation, but Odianna didn't even spare her a glance. Pan turned back to the arena in time to see Tremor stalk out of the residue cloud in his final form, though, he was rather burned and battered.

Tremor gave Aideen a look of disapproval. "Attacking your opponent while they transform? Cowardly."

Aideen glared at him. "If you were going to transform, you should have done it before the fight! You are really asking for it by leaving yourself defenseless and hoping your opponent will just let you do it."

Tremor studied her for a moment before giving her a very thin and deadly smile. "Perhaps, I'll make due note to do so in my further matches."

Tremor's muscles bulged, and then he blurred and disappeared, Aideen barely had enough time to cry out, "Times thirty!" before the Arcosian drove a knee into her stomach, doubling her over and then two hand smashing her to the ground. Aideen rolled as she hit, springing up and throwing herself out of the way just in time to dodge Tremor smashing a fist into where she had just been.

Aideen flew back through the air, launching a barrage of ki blasts at the Arcosian. Tremor ignored them, barreling through and letting them explode against his skin. He closed the distance and threw a heavy punch. Aideen reached up and grabbed his wrist, holding him in place. He threw his other fist, only for Aideen to lock it down as well.

The towering behemoth and the woman strained against eachother, their auras of ki clashing and spiking wildly as they both roared,"AHHHHHH!"

Tremor swiped with his tail, smacking it across Aideen's face and causing her to loose focus. Immediately the Arcosian took advantage, bent her wrists, picked her up, and slammed her into the ground. She laid there, stunned, before crying out as Tremor smashed a foot onto her stomach, grinding down.

"Admirable, but you had best forfeit, you wont last last long against my full power," taunted Tremor.

Aideen clenched her teeth. "Is that a fact? Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not even at my limit yet!"

Tremor took a hesitant step off of her as Aideen's red aura began to increase steadily in size.

Aideen rose to her feet and gave a roar of power as her aura suddenly exploded in size. "Times FIFTY!"

Tremor was sent staggered back by the power up. Aideen burst forward and drove a fist into his right breast area. There was an audible 'CRACK' on impact, Pan could see his chest cave in and his rib-bcage break from the hit. His entire flesh and body recoiled and convulsed at the hit before he was thrown across the ring, slamming into the far side barrier with devastating force before crumpling to the ground, blood leaking out of his mouth. Aideen wasn't too far behind him. Her aura gave out and she fell to her knees, using her arms to support her, breathing laboriously, her ki completely gutted.

"Not bad Aideen," murmured Pan, "Not bad at all."

"Yeah, I'll be honest, seeing someone go that high in person is interesting," said Goku, sounding thoughtful.

"Hmph, what of it? It cut her power damn near instantly, if she hadn't won with that hit it would have lost her the fight instead," countered Vegeta.

"Maybe so, but it gives me an itch I wanna scratch," said Goku, "I've never gone that high before, blue or otherwise. I'm tempted to train and see how long it would take me to be able to burst that high."

Vegeta slowly shook his head and muttered. "Idiot."

The thirty second countdown finished and the Grand Priest shouted. "Aideen from Dimension 2 is the winner!"

Pan joined in with the cheers from the crowd as the woman left the ring and Tremor was helped out.

"Now, would Son Goku from Dimension 1 and Granite from Dimension 7 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

"Tsaaa! My turn at last!" said Goku with glee.

"Hmph, that Arcosian wont even be a warm up," said Vegeta with disinterest.

"You know, dimension 7 has been up a lot," said Goten.

Gohan shrugged. "Randomness of the rounds."

Goku flew to the ring, pausing briefly in the air to call to his opponent. "Yo! Granite, go ahead and transform to your final form thingy before we get started!"

Granite gave him a curt nod and did so. His final form looked very similar to the previous competitor, though, he seemed much older. Unlike some of the other fighters in his Dimension, his final form supported no tattoos.

They both touched down and the Grand Priest called out. "Begin!"

Goku rubbed his hands greedily and then assumed an offensive stance. "Hee hee, getting to fight Freeza's race from another Dimension should be fun!"

Granite stiffened and narrowed his eyes. "Freeza? That name sounds of the Frost Clan."

Goku gave him a curious look. "Frost Clan?"

Granite rolled his eyes. "You know very little of the Arcosian race, do you?"

Goku backed off his stance and scratched his head. "Well, I've only ever met Freeza, Cooler, and Cold in my Dimension."

Granite crossed his arms. "And none of the other clans?"

Goku shook his head. "Nope."

Granite looked agitated. "The Frost Clan in your dimension probably wiped us all out then. They never did suffer competition outside of their Clan very well."

Goku nodded, a serious look on his face. "Freeza and his family were ruthless, heartless monsters."

Granite brought a hand to his chest. "I will not profess to be a saint myself, but, compared to the Frost Clan, the Earth Clan would be considered saviors."

Goku studied him briefly before looking towards the Dimension 7 area. "Earth Clan? What other clans are there?"

Granite seemed pleased with his interest. "Ah, an inquisitive one. At this assembly are members of the Earth, Fire, and Thunder clans, there are others, but our clans shared joint custody of the portal world. You can note most by their colors and their markings."

Goku nodded slowly, absorbing the information, before he retook his fighting stance. "One last question, how many of the Frost Clan are in your Dimension?"

Granite smiled a very, deadly, smile. "None. They were wiped out centuries ago, they didn't play nice with others and had to be dealt with. How about you?"

Goku smirked. "They didn't give us much choice in the mater, Freeza and his family are long gone."

Granite clenched his fists, his muscles pumping up and his ki rising. "As it should be!"

Goku and Granite charged one another, exchanging a flurry of blows and blocks, Granite giving everything he had from the get go, and Goku testing him out. Pan briefly caught unusual flares of power from her Grandpa, not sure for a moment what she was seeing, it was as if he was glowing red in brief bursts... oh, wait a minute, wasn't that...?

"So you taught him the Kaio-Ken," came Odianna's accusing voice.

Pan turned her head to see Odianna standing next to their divider eyeing her angrily; Pan met her gaze and answered, "He already knew it. Learned it from King Kai when he was dead. I'll admit though, I haven't seen him use it in a fight before."

"Its because the fool has an 'itch'," muttered Vegeta with annoyance.

Pan rolled her eyes at that. Grandpa could be childish sometimes, but, whatever. If he got a challenge out of fighting only with the Kaio-Ken rather than Super Saiyan, let him have his fun. Though, he was using it very differently than she, and the warriors of Terra did. He almost entirely focused on bursting in very brief moments, rather than trying to use it for an extended duration.

"So what's the matter lady? Jealous?" asked Goten.

Pan shot Goten a warning look and then turned her head to study Odianna, who was critically eyeing Goku as he fought. "Jealous? Hardly, he's a fool who could end the fight in an instant, but like any typical arrogant Saiyan he decides to toy with his food."

With that, Odianna stepped away from the diver and moved away. Pan massaged her forehead, a sudden memory of something Odianna once said to her rising to the surface...

"Their arrogance is generally a critical weakness to exploit, not just in regards to challenges, but to their entire fighting style. When Saiyans think they're winning, they grow sloppy, instead of just winning, they toy with their opponent."

Pan shook the memory off and crossed her arms, studying the fight under a passive, neutral viewpoint rather than as her Grandpa's Granddaughter. Odianna's words rung true in her mind, Grandpa WAS toying with Granite. Even though Pan firmly believed he would never really give his opponent a chance to...

Before she could finish her thought, Granite fired a pair of lazers from his eyes, nailing Goku square in his chest and blowing him to the ground. Granite surged forward, kicked Goku into the air, and grabbed Goku to smash him over his knee. Goku gave a pained cry before his power climbed, going to an unnamed higher Kaio-Ken to break out of Granite's grip and smash a leg into his head, knocking the Arcosian back. Pan slowly shook her head, watching Goku re-assume control of the fight. Okay, maybe Grandpa would give his opponent a chance to actually do damage. She found herself agreeing with Odianna's old warning, this was unnecessary, Grandpa could end this with a single punch as a Super Saiyan. He was just fooling around to get some enjoyment out of the fight.

Pan withdrew to her thoughts, drowning out the 'fight'. She found herself sifting through old memories, stretching back to a time where she'd rather not go unless she had to. She didn't often dwell on her memories of Terra anymore, but...

---

Odianna smirked. "Though, when your fighting saiyans, don't hesitate to issue them challenges like that if your losing. The majority of Saiyans are stupid brutes. I won many fights in the early invasions simply because Saiyans will handicap themselves for a challenge, especially when fighting woman because they default to thinking we're weaker."

She turned her head in spit. "If you ever hear a saiyan say 'I'll give you one free hit', please kill them."

She grinned savagely. "There's very few things more satisfying than using a saiyan's arrogance against them, aside from torturing and killing them of course."

Pan hesitated, really not liking that gleeful tone she was hearing. "Okay...whatever..."

Odianna grew serious. "You will listen when I'm teaching you."

Pan blinked a few times. "Teaching?"

"Going into battle against the Saiyan race isn't just about overpowering and beating them into the ground. The proper mindset, and knowledge of how to abuse their weaknesses, goes a long way," explained Odianna.

"Their arrogance is generally a critical weakness to exploit, not just in regards to challenges, but to their entire fighting style. When Saiyan's think they're winning, they grow sloppy, instead of just winning, they toy with their opponent," she continued.

"That super saiyan this morning could have easily killed you, Aideen, and Aneurin before I got even half way there. Instead, he screwed around and picked you apart one by one, I imagine he mocked you the entire time, or at least for part of it," said Odianna.

Her eyes narrowed. "However, that isn't always the case. Very few saiyans are capable of controlling their arrogance to the point where it doesn't distract from their performance. The ones that do are exceptionally deadly. In my experience, that only happens with their so called 'super elites', and first time super saiyans and ascended super saiyans. The latter two are only because they are one hundred percent focused on killing you, though, if the battle lasts long enough, that bloodlust will weaken to the point where their arrogance can influence them again."

---

Pan blinked a few times mulling over the memory before her eyes flickered towards Dimension 2. She didn't look towards Odianna and Aideen, no, she looked at the six Saiyans, the ones she might actually be able to use Odianna's advice against. They were casual watching her Grandpa fight, not looking impressed but also not showing disapproval. She figured they knew he wasn't fighting seriously. She decided to store away Odianna's advice for the fight, if it helped than it helped. She'd just focus on not making the same mistakes as the other Saiyans, even her family. And speaking of family...

Goku leaped over a lash of Granite's tale, came back down, and smashed a fist into the Arcosian's face, sending him reeling back. Granite feel to a knee, sweat coating his body, exhaustion clearly showing. A moment later, his 100% form gave out. Despite this, Granite gave a roar of fury and charged. Goku blurred, disappearing and reappearing behind the Arcosian, chopping a hand into the back of his neck and knocking him out. Thirty seconds later he was declared the winner and flew back over to them.

"So, how'd I do?" asked Goku teasingly.

"Hmph, you were pathetic," said Vegeta.

Goku rolled his eyes. "Thanks for the support."

"Would Long from Dimension 9 and Kole from Dimension 5 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan took one look at the fighters and dismissed them before turning to her Grandpa. "You could have won right away."

Goku gave her a quizzical look. "Well, yeah, but, where's the fun or challenge in that for either me or the opponent?"

"It's risky," she said, "He did get in a few lucky hits on you. All it takes is one mistake..."

Goku shrugged in response, causing Pan to sigh with a little frustration. Forget it, trying to protect him using Odianna's advice wouldn't work. He was who he was, nothing would ever change that. If he wanted to fight like that, he had ever right to she decided.

"Long from Dimension 9 is the winner!" came the shout of the Grand Priest.

Pan briefly eyed the arena, noting how bored the stronger fighters of the tournament looked. She raised her gaze, looking at the eleven Omni-Kings. It was hard to tell if they were pleased or not with the tournament thus far. In her opinion there hadn't been a good fight yet, but, hopefully they'd be content for awhile.

"Would Trunks from Dimension 1 and Bouldoor from Dimension 7 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Trunks smashed his fasts against one another. "Alright! Now, whose Bouldoor...?"

Trunks looked and scowled, seeing an Arcosian flying to the ring. "Aww man, that's no fun, he's not even transformed yet..."

"Just end it brat, we've seen enough mockeries today," ordered Vegeta, clear frustration in his voice..

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah fine."

The moment the Grand Priest began the fight, Trunks went Super Saiyan and pummeled the Arcosian. Pan snuck a glance at Vegeta, he really looked irritated. She could admit she was a bit bored and wanted a good fight, but she was being patient. While she technically approved of it, interfering and ordering his son to just end the fight was a bit off for him in her opinion. She turned away and hid a smirk, maybe it was 'his' time of the month. She resisted the urge to snicker at the thought, knowing he couldn't have periods and silently dreading that she'd start having her own at some point.

"Trunks from Dimension 1 is the winner!" came the Grand Priest's voice.

Pan turned to face the arena, watching Trunks and the Arcosian leave the ring. She was doing a bit of mental math in her head, they had to be over half-way done the first round. Soon enough she'd get her turn, and it's all she could do to hope that she'd get a chance to fight Coli and-

"Coli from Dimension 2...," came the Grand Priests voice.

Pan's eyes went wide and her body grew still, all she could think was, "Me me me me me me me!"

"...against Grace from Dimension 5," finished the Grand Priest.

Pan's eyes twitched with anger and irritation before she registered the fighter and dimension. She glanced over and grew horrified, seeing a young girl enter the ring. Were they INSANE? She was to young! She couldn't be more than eight! Ten at the most! And they let her into the ring!? Pan slightly felt hypocritical at the thought, but banished it. Pan herself was part Saiyan, that Grace girl was not, that made a huge difference. Pan turned her head to watch Coli walk into the ring, hunger in her eyes, her tongue slowly licking her lips at the sight of her prey.

"That girl needs to forfeit, now," said Pan, her voice cold.

Gohan eyed her briefly before nodded. "It would be the smart thing to do."

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

The little girl, Grace, held up her middle finger at her opponent. "Alright bitch! Lets go!"

Pan grew mortified. "Is she CRAZY?! She trying to egg the Saiyan on!"

"Damn, that kid's got a mouth," muttered Trunks.

Pan turned her head, watching for Coli's reaction. The Saiyan seemed amused.

Coli held up a finger and wagged it back and forth. "Kids these days and their mouths. Tell me, do you know what we do to Saiyan children who disrespect their superiors?"

Grace rolled her eyes, picked her nose, and flicked a booger in Coli's direction. "No, what?"

Coli narrowed her eyes. "We beat them to within a inch of death."

Coli disappeared and reappeared in front of Grace, but not before the girl cried out. "Aura!"

A shimmering blue glow surrounded the girl just before Coli slapped her, hard, across her face. The blow should have sent the girl to the ground and near snapped her neck, but all it did was send her staggering, not even drawing blood. Coli frowned briefly, obviously noticing the same thing Pan did. The amount of energy the girl was giving off shouldn't have been enough to protect against that.

"You hit like a little girl!" taunted Grace.

"You mean like you?" Coli retorted.

Grace stuck out her tongue and pulled down an eyelid with a finger. "Blaaaaaaaaah!"

Now Coli looked like she was getting annoyed. "I was just going to beat you into a pulp, but now I think I'm going to break every bone in your body."

Coli surged forward and began to hit the girl over and over again.

Pan clenched her fists, trembling in anger. "That damn kid, what was she thinking?"

"Hmph, brat, you're letting your emotions cloud you're judgement, that child isn't as foolish as you think she is," said Vegeta, a tone of interest in his voice.

Pan eyed him briefly before returning to the fight, shoving back her feelings and studying the 'battle'. The girl wasn't fighting back at all. In Pan's mind, the girl should have been struggling, showing fear at the onslaught. Instead... the girl was smiling?! It hit Pan a moment later, the girl was letting herself be attacked, but why?

Coli gave a hard backhand, drawing enough power to finally do damage and knock Grace to the ground. The girl shakily rose to her feet, blood leaking down her mouth, and a heavy bruise on her face.

"Hey! That hurt!" shouted Grace.

Coli raised an eyebrow. "And...? You ARE aware were 'fighting', correct?"

Grace smiled and pointed a hand at her. "Yep!"

"RETRIBUTION!" shouted Grace.

The shimmering blue aura around Grace rushed down to her hand and then EXPLODED forward, engulfing Coli and sending the Saiyan rocketing back and slamming into the barrier at the opposing side of the room. Pan watched with utter confusion, that girl had nowhere near the amount of power to do that kind of attack... wait a second, that energy didn't feel like the girl's, it felt like... Coli's? It hit Pan a moment later, Grace had been absorbing the damage from Coli's attacks and had just unleashed it back at the Saiyan.

"Not bad," murmured Goku, "But she still needs to quit, and right now."

Pan nodded, eyeing Coli as she picked herself up off the floor, a livid look on her face.

Grace looked stunned. "But... how?! I used your power against you!"

Coli smiled a very small, deadly, smile. "Oh yes, bravo on that. Unfortunately for you, I haven't even had to use one percent of my actual power. Here, let me show you a bit more."

Coli aimed a hand and unleashed a ki blast, Grace's eyes went wide before she shouted, "Reflect!"

A barrier appeared around the girl. The ki blast hit, was absorbed into the barrier, and then released a beam of energy back at Coli, who merely swatted it aside.

Coli glared at the girl, Pan could feel the raw anger eminating from the Saiyan's ki. "I see how you work. You don't fight at all, do you, weakling child? You instead use your opponents own power against them. Disgusting and cowardly, you are even more pathetic than the last human I killed, at least that old fool tried to fight with raw power instead of fool trickery. Not that it saved him anymore than your little tricks will save you. You wanted me angry, congratulations, you've succeeded."

Pan narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists, trying her best not to absolutely lose it at those words. How dare she talk about Aneurin like that... how... dare... she...

Before Grace could react, Coli was upon her, grabbing her arm and completely twisting it the wrong way with an audible 'snap'. Grace screamed in pain, only for Coli to smack her face and knock her to the ground.

"This ring was created to house battles of WARRIORS, not little pathetic tricksters like yourself," seethed Coli, "How I hate your type, all you magicians and cowardly schemers are the same. The only place your kind is worthy of being is under my BOOT!"

Coli slammed down her foot on the back of Grace's left knee. There was a sickening crunch before the girl screamed again, huge levels of panic and fear in her voice along with the pain.

"B-barrier!" shouted Grace, a shield of ki forming around her.

Coli pulled back a fist and slammed it right through the shield, destroying it. She reached down and grabbed the girl by the back of her neck, lifting her up into the air. Coli began to walk at a leisurely pace. She stopped at the edge of the ring in front of Dimension 5's area. Coli smiled at the group of humans watching the fight before she reached up and snapped Grace's other arm, causing the girl to scream and begin to sob.

"Stop crying and just forfeit," muttered Pan, struggling to control her rising fury.

Gohan put a hand on her shoulder, giving her a comforting squeeze. Pan eyed him briefly, turning back in time to see Coli slam Grace's face into the barrier. She pulled back and slammed the girl forward again and again, starting to leave blood on the barrier that began to slide down. Coli slammed her forward one more time, holding Grace's face against the barrier and twisting her hand back and forth, smushing the girl.

"Take a look at your friends," ordered Coli, cruelty in her voice, "It's going to be one of the last times you'll get to. I think after I'm done at this tournament, I'm going to hunt down your dimension and burn your world. You humans are disgustingly weak, your species doesn't deserve to live."

Coli threw the child to the ground and then stomped on the child's back, shattering her spine. Grace gave a brief, horrid sob, before she grew still, her body twitching. Coli smiled wickedly at the sight and knelt down next to the child, holding up a finger that began to glow. She pushed the finger through the child's cloths, and into her back, searing her flesh.

"We've got thirty seconds before this 'fight' is over, and I'm going to savor our time together," said Coli hungrily.

Pan couldn't bring herself to look away as the Saiyan tortured the child, burning and mutilating her back. Pan didn't think she'd ever be able to get the girl's screams out of her head. Finally, thirty seconds later, the Grand Priest ended the fight in victory for Coli. The Grand Priest aimed a hand down and healed Grace. The child rolled over and stared at Coli, terror in her eyes.

Coli licked her lips hungrily. "I'll be seeing you again after the tournament."

Grace gave a horrid sob and threw herself out of the ring, rushing out and exiting the arena completely. Pan saw one of the other Dimension 5 fighters run after her. Pan felt a lump form in her throat, the Grand Priest might have healed the girl's body, but, the mind and spirit were something else. Pan stared hatefully at Coli, at the monstrous Saiyan. She was reminded of memories, of old hatreds she had against the Saiyan race, her own race. She narrowed her eyes when Coli paused on her way back to her area, turning to look at Pan, eyebrow raised.

Two hands gripped her shoulders, Pan looked back to see her father giving her a warning look. "Pan..."

It took Pan a moment to realized her power was starting to spike. She took a deep breath, let it out, and turned her gaze away from the Saiyan. She did note as her gaze turned away, that other Dimensions were now giving the Saiyans wary looks. Good, it would do them well to understand just what they might one day be up against...

"Would Buu from Dimension 1 and Majin Xuu from Dimension 10 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan broke away from her thoughts at that match up. What in the world were the chances the sole two Majins would be paired up against eachother? This could be interesting, and one of the better fights of the first round! Both of them had to be stronger than almost any Super Saiyan 2s, save for Grandpa and Vegeta of course.

Buu held up his gloves fists and cheered. "Buu turn, Buu turn!"

Majin Xuu said nothing, giving his counterpart an annoyed look as they flew to the ring. The two Majin's flew to the opposite sides and touched down, staring down one another, Buu with a silly happy look on his face, Xuu with utter contempt.

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Neither Majin moved, they did however speak.

"Buu and Xuu fight! Fun fun!" shouted Buu.

Xuu glared at him. "Are you only capable of speaking like a broken idiot?"

Buu's happy face disappeared and his closed eyes opened angrily. "No make fun of Buu!"

"Fun? Do you think I take delight in finding another of my kind for the first time in my life, only to discover he is a gibbering idiot?" scolded Xuu, "You could have at least had the decency of absorbing SOMEONE with intelligence."

Pan's heart skipped a beat. Absorbing someone...

She looked to her Grandpa, noting the serious look he had. She shifted her gaze, seeing it on the others as well. She shifted through her memories of the tale of Majin Buu. She remembered! He could absorb people! Take on their memories and powers! She sharply looked back to the ring, understanding dawning on her, and then a bit of fear and apprehension. Majin Xuu had obviously absorbed people. Buu on the other hand, hadn't. In fact, he had lost his evil half, which meant...

Buu charged forward. "Buuuuuu!"

He threw a right hook towards Xuu's face, only for the other Majin to easily catch it. A surprised look crept across Buu's face.

Xuu wagged a finger back and forth. "Ah ah ah, bad Majins need a time out."

Xuu snapped his fingers. Buu gave a shriek of surprise and flew back. Two weird purple looking half-shells appeared and enclosed around him, trapping him inside. The prison tumbled to the ground and lay still.

"He... sealed Buu, just like that," murmured Trunks with concern.

"Ahh man, we're not gonna stand a chance against that without Gotenks!" whined Goten.

Pan crossed her arms. "Hmph, he didn't even give Buu a fight!"

"That's the point," murmured Vegeta, "He's trying to not reveal his power until he has to, in order to catch his opponents off-guard."

Goku nodded. "Yeah, but, if he's absorbed people, at bare minimum we should consider him beyond Super Buu's level."

"Stronger than when Buu absorbed me an the others?" questioned Gohan.

Goku was silent for a moment. "I'm... not sure."

Gohan gave Xuu a look over, a contemplative frown on his face. "Hmm... tempting."

"What's tempting dad?" asked Pan.

He merely shook his head and didn't answer.

"Majin Xuu is the winner!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Majin Xuu snapped his fingers, releasing Buu from his ball, and scolded him. "You are vulnerable to the containment spell. Did you NOT at least absorb your imprisoner?

Buu shot him an angry look. "Buu no like Babadi!"

Xuu shrugged and walked out of the arena. "Your choice I suppose, but without a mage's touch to resist it, anyone with the knowledge can seal you away."

Buu flew back to their area, looking peeved. "Grrrr, Buu no like Xuu!"

Goku patted him on the shoulder. "Its okay Buu. I think, oddly enough, he was trying to give you advice, though, I don't think absorbing people is a good idea."

"Next! Steven from Dimension 5 against Groana from Dimension 8," shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan eyed the two fighters briefly before dismissing it as a fight not worth watching, she turned to her dad, "You know, those Dimension 5 guys name's sound a lot like their from the western half of our world."

Gohan nodded. "There's definitely some similarities. Though, their Dimensions, judging from the spectators, seems a lot more familiar with ki. Perhaps its not a secret there."

Pan toyed with the idea briefly. "I wonder if that knowledge should be spread in our Earth."

Gohan shook his head. "I'm not sure. Ignoring that people think its all a light show of tricks thanks to Mr. Saten, I can't trust that a lot of people wouldn't misuse ki."

Pan nodded slowly. "I guess, but, without all of us, the Earth is really defenseless. And looking at Terra, I know what happens if a world can't properly defend itself."

Gohan went silent for a moment before sighing. "Perhaps, but, the question would be would there even be a world left if the nations of the world were all fighting for power with ki..."

"Groana is the winner!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan crossed her arms and watched silently as the next three rounds came and went. Bolter from Dimension 7 against Raven from Dimension 3 went to Bolter. Odianna against Jerico from Dimension 5 went to Odianna. Finally, Shovura from Dimension 8 against Phillip from Dimension 5 went to Shovura. Pan's eyes flickered to Dimension 5, save for Phage, that entire Dimension had been knocked out of the tournament already.

"Now! Would Pan from Dimension 1 and Kidu from Dimension 4 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan smirked. "Finally!"

She started towards the ring, only to pause, sighting her 'opponent' bounding to the ring. Really? Her opponent was the weird four legged dog creature with tusks. She was fighting an animal as her opponent. She sighed, rolled her eyes, and went into the ring. Figures that...

"Begin!" shouted the Grand Priest.

...that she'd get something weak as her first opponent. It was a shame to, she thought there were at least three Saiyans that she... wait was that dog firing an energy beam from...

Pan gave a startled yelp and dove out of the way as Kidu fired an energy beam from its mouth at her. It suddenly rushed forward, a blue aura of power coating its body. It leaped at her, its maw open wide to take a huge bite. Pan flew up into the air and out of the way. The creature growled and began to fire mouth beams at her. Pan nimbly dodged, barely paying attention. The fight didn't interest her, it was the fact that an ANIMAL was using ki that had her complete focus. She didn't think it was possible for an animal to do so!

"Strange," murmured Pan.

Maybe it wasn't an animal then? She stretched out with her senses, trying to probe its mind. She had little to no experience doing so, Grandpa's mind reading ability was something she didn't know how to replicate. What she did feel however confirmed her original thought. She felt a... wildness from the creature. She winced as an energy beam almost hit her head, barely skipping missing. Okay, enough fooling around. Pan dove to the ground and then rushed the creature, powering up as she did. Kidu turned and flicked its barbed tail at her. Pan barely had time to register something being flung at her, and a stinging sensation hitting her, before she kicked Kidu into the air, causing the creature to yelp. She grabbed its tail, spun it, and threw at the barrier. It hit hard and fell to the ground. It shook its head and rose to its paws. Pan started forward again...

Pan suddenly lost focus, her eyes blurring. She shook her head and blinked a few times, rubbing her forhead. There was a burning sensation going up her arm...

Pan gave a start, sighting a purpe needle like thing embedded just below her wrist. She looked at it, looked at the creature which seemed to almost be smiling in triumph, and then looked at its purple barbed tail. She vaguely recalled that when she first laid eyes on the creature wondering if its tail was poisonous. Son of a bitch...

There was another wave of dizzyness and nausua that hit her all the sudden, causing her to stagger. She shook her head and ground her teeth. Okay, no screwing around, this had to end, now. She didn't want to reveal her true strength yet, so, that left her with...

"Times thirty!" Pan shouted.

The fires of the Kaio-Ken engulfed Pan. Immediately she winced, suddenly feeling like her veins were on fire. Shit, of course the Kaio-Ken would make the poison worse. She swore silently to herself and burst at the creature faster than it could react. She pummeled it into the ground, taking a few claw swipes and poisonous barbs before she beat it unconscious. She did not like being cruel to animals, but, she liked being poisoned even less...

Pan felt another huge dizzy spell and lost her Kaio-Ken. It took everything she had not to puke her guts out, merely falling to a knee beside the creature. She pulled its barbs out of her body and waited. Thankfully, thirty seconds later, she was declared the winner and they were both healed.

Pan eyed the creature as it picked itself up dejectedly. "No hard feelings?"

Kidu eyed her, giving a low growl. She offered a hand, and it hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, taking a sniff, licking her hand, and then bounding off back to Dimension 4. She smiled softly to herself and flew back to her own area.

"So... poison?" asked Goku.

Pan nodded. "I started feeling like crap reaaaally quick."

Goku smirked. "Reminds me of the heart virus I had ages ago, bleeeeh."

They shared a briefly mock-tortured smile. She had a feeling Grandpa had the far worse experience on that end, but at least she had a faint idea of what he might have gone through.

"Plate from Dimension 7 and Nach from Dimension 2, please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan briefly eyed the fighters, an Arcosian and another one of the Saiyans, before dismissing the fight from her mind.

"Dammit! How long am I going to be kept waiting?!" came a furious Vegeta, "There's only two more damn fights this round. I swear if I'm the last fight..."

Pan felt a wave of relief at those words. Only two more fights and then the first round would FINALLY be over. She was a bit amused with Vegeta as well. He was really grumpy today. She briefly turned back to the fight, seeing that Plate had transformed to his final form, and Nach had gone Super Saiyan and had proceeded to beat his opponents face in. It didn't take much longer for the fight to finish in the Saiyan's favor. She gave the Arcosian a brief look of pity, their race was strong, VERY strong, but they could not match the might of a Super Saiyan.

"Next! Would Mato from Dimension 2 and Paw from Dimension 3 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan immediately turned her head to smirk at Vegeta who was practically steaming.

"I'm the LAST DAMN FIGHT of the first round?!" roared Vegeta.

Pan did her best not to laugh as his silly distress. Though, she was curious, who would be his opponent? She took note of the two fighters entering the ring, another Saiyan and the dog-man from Dimension 3. She then began to pass her eyes over the other fighters in the arena one by one, making a mental check-list until only one remained.

Pan raised an eyebrow. "It'll be worth it, I think the best fight was saved for last."

Vegeta scowled at her. "Oh? Is that so?"

Pan lifted a finger and pointed towards the Saiyan's of Dimension 2. "Cress is the only other fighter left, the Super Saiyan 2 Aideen said she fought that was really fast and had some strange afterimage technique."

Vegeta's anger evaporated instantly, an interested and eager gleam taking its place. "The best fight for last indeed. I'll be able to test these so called Super Saiyans myself!"

"Mato is the winner!" shouted the Grand Priest.

Pan could practical feel the eagerness radiating from Vegeta's ki as the man waited for his turn. It had amused her initially, but now, it was actually making her kind of curious. Vegeta was usually FAR more controlled than this. He hadn't said anything too out of the ordinary, but...

"For the final match of the first round, would Vegeta from Dimension 1 and Cress from Dimension 2 please enter the ring!" shouted the Grand Priest...