1 Month Later

Never before had Pan found such delight with a sparring partner. The Doll could match her every move and fought with an intensity equal to, and sometimes surpassing her own. She'd actually lost quite a bit of spars to the Doll, but each defeat simply made her stronger, it was true for both of them. Pan had recovered her lost ki within the first week with how often they fought each other. Now? She wasn't sure how strong she was anymore.

At the moment, she was resting after going through another spar with the Doll. She glanced over at it. The Doll was merely standing there, staring at her, waiting for the next spar. In some ways, it was the perfect sparing partner, in other ways, it was lacking. It wasn't a real companion...

"I wish you could talk," murmured Pan, "I wish you could be my friend."

For a brief moment, she thought she saw something flicker in its eyes, before it was gone. She sighed at that. Sometimes, she wasn't so sure it was a mindless God Construct. Whenever she and Whis or Beerus would talk, she noted the Doll would tilt its head in their direction, listening. It could learn, it wasn't just limited to the memories it had gotten from her, it found ways to surprise her in battle. Sometimes, she saw flickers of emotion on its face, usually though, not the good kind. Whenever Whis put the Doll away inside his staff's pocket dimension, she saw flashes of anger and fear in the Doll's eyes. Not only that, the Doll seemed to subconsciously want to stay away from Whis and Beerus. It would often stand directly behind Pan, as if using her as a shield. Whenever Whis would get near to the Doll, there was a brief and subtle tension that went through it, and its eyes... it was afraid of Whis and Beerus, she could clearly see it, she wasn't sure why.

But it never spoke, it never did anything but fight. The subconscious movements could be because the Doll knew Whis and Beerus were unbelievably strong. Pan smiled at the thought, the Doll realized it, and Pan did to, not just through knowledge, but through their ki, She could feel them, oh at long last she could feel them. This last month had spurred on her training so much, especially when Whis started teaching her how to not let her ki 'leak'. She was sure she had achieved her goal, which meant it was time to surprise Whis...

"Heeeeey Whis!" called over Pan.

Whis turned to her, breaking a conversation with Beerus. "Yes Pan?"

"Wana spar?" asked Pan.

Whis raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I was beginning to wonder if you would ever take a break from using your plaything. Alright, let us begin."

Pan hid a frown. As much as she knew the Doll was just a God Construct, she didn't like whenever Whis or Beerus referred to it as such. She walked over and stood a ways from the Angel, ready and waiting. They both turned their heads towards Beerus and waited.

"Begin," said Beerus.

Pan rushed at Whis and let loose a flurry of quick jabs. Whis blocked them easily and made to jab at Pan's stomach. Pan acted instantly, she tapped into her ki, focusing on the ability to feel divinity, and turned Super Saiyan to block, and did so. But something was different... this wasn't Super Saiyan Blue...

She stood there, the yellow aura of a Super Saiyan surrounding her, but closer to her skin was a second, smaller blue aura. "Huh?"

JAB

Pan gave a startled cry when Whis took advantage of her distraction and snuck in a blow between her ribs. Pan cringed and fell to her knees.

"Owwwww," she moaned.

Whis wagged a finger back and forth. "Tsk tsk tsk. I was wondering when you were going to try that, if you wanted to surprise me, you should have counter attacked rather than stand there stupefied."

Pan glared at him. "You KNEW I could do this?"

Whis chuckled. "But of course, I am your teacher after all. From the moment you learned how to keep your ki from, 'mostly' leaking, you've been able to use that form."

Pan looked down to appraise herself. "I don't get it, what is this? I've never seen it before."

Or had she? She frowned. Something about this form tickled a memory, something about the timeplane incidents...

Whis sighed and interrupted her train of thought. "That is because it doesn't last long, both Goku and Vegeta obtained and surpassed this form while training, I imagine your father did so to in the time chamber. Once you achieve Super Saiyan Blue, this form can no longer be used. Consider it a step-away-from-godhood. You've gotten a taste of what it means to have God Ki. However, your body is not used to it, and cannot fully regulate or use it yet."

Pan absorbed the information. "How long do you think it will take for my body to get used to God Ki?"

Whis shrugged. "A week? A month? A year? Who knows?"

Pan gave him a cross look and powered down. "You tease!"

Whis put a hand up to block his mouth. "Ho ho ho, I do so enjoy it."

Whis wiggled his nose. "But, since you're at this stage, we will soon be coming to a close on your training.

Pan gave a start. "Huh?!"

Whis raised an eyebrow. "One bag of food to buy our services doesn't last forever Pan. Not to mention, a God of Destruction and his Angel attendant do have a job to do, as much as Beerus enjoys sleeping and slacking off."

Beerus coughed and shot Whis a look.

"Once you achieve Super Saiyan Blue, our training will come to an end, for now, we may be 'persuaded' with delightful food to pick it up again later, but, that will be later," said Whis.

Pan nodded sullenly. "Oh... okay... I guess..."

"You can just spar and train back home you know, or are you still dead set on avoiding your family?" asked Whis.

Pan glared at him. "None of your business!"

She huffed and turned to the Doll. "C'mon, were gonna go spar elsewhere!"

They flew away and landed on the other side of the lake. "Alright Doll! You ought to be able to do the same thing as me, transform!"

They both ascended to the strange yellow/blue aura'd Super Saiyan form.

Pan stared at the Doll. "Huh, I don't know why Whis want's me to go back home, you're keeping pace with me easily. I'd rather have you as a sparring partner than Grandpa."

"Because they're not going to let me come with you," said the Doll, startling Pan.

Pan's eyes went wide. "W-what?! Did you just talk!?"

The Doll's eyes flickered across the lake. "I can, but the gods mustn't know."

Pan was staring, jaw dropped, at the Doll with disbelief. "You... can talk..."

She got over her stupor a moment later. "Why wouldn't they let you come with me?"

"Because they're going to kill me when you leave," said the Doll, a tint of fear in her voice."

"What?!" exclaimed Pan, "No way, they wouldn't do something like that! Especially if you can talk and think!"

The Doll crossed her arms. "I heard them say they would destroy me when they were done with you, and if they knew I wasn't just some empty husk, they'd destroy me instantly. That's why I haven't acted until now, I wanted to get strong enough to fight them off, but, they're going to send you away once you get blue, and then kill me. I don't have a choice anymore."

Pan said nothing, feeling extremely uneasy all the sudden.

"What's more Pan, they lied to you," said the Doll.

Pan narrowed her eyes. "Lied to me?"

"They stole it Pan, they stole the power from you and put it inside of me," said the Doll.

Pan went very still. "The power?"

"The green power," said the Doll.

Pan's mind went completely blank. "N...no... I-I need that power! Y-you're... your lying!"

"Am I? Remember the ritual the Angel used to create me, did it not extract a green looking ki from you?" asked the Doll.

Pan's face paled.

"If you don't believe me, collect yourself, and go ask what they intend to do with me after your training is done," offered the Doll, "Just don't tell them about me."

Pan powered down, feeling completely and utterly shaken. "O-okay..."

She slowly flew back over the lake, feeling mortified. It couldn't be... it couldn't be true... had they lied to her? Had they betrayed her?! Pan masked her face, and brute forced her ki to settle down.

She flew over and landed in front of Whis. "Hey Whis, I want to take the Doll with me when were done training."

Whis frowned. "I'm sorry Pan, but, I cannot allow that."

Pan frowned deeply. "Why not? What are you going to do with it if you won't let it come with me?"

Whis shrugged. "Dispose of it."

Pan's lips pursed. "I see."

The Doll was right, they wanted to destroy it. And if it was right about that... then... then... it... might be telling the truth about the green power. Pan levitated up into the air, and without another word, flew back to the Doll.

The Doll watched her approach. "We have to leave, we have to go hide and finish our training ourselves."

Pan landed next to it. "How can we get out of here? We can't get out of here without Whis."

The Doll smirked. "Whis made a mistake when he was playing 'dress the doll'. He left me with the image and infusion of a Kai, of a Kaioshin."

Pan tilted her head. "So?"

"It means I'm technically a Kaioshin, I have all of their abilities, including their teleportation technique," explained the Doll.

Pan's eyes went wide at that. "Oh!"

"Do you know of anyplace we could train in secret?" asked the Doll.

Pan thought briefly. "Umm... the... the time chamber!"

"Can you imagine this 'time chamber' in your mind?" asked the Doll.

Pan nodded. "Yeah, well, I can imagine the door in the lookout. It's a place where a day outside is a year in there."

The Doll's eyes went wide. "Like the staff pocket dimension of the angel! We could get a lot of training done in there, before the gods can even start trying to track us down!"

Pan paused. "But... maybe we should ask for help? Grandpa might..."

"Would he? I have some of your memories Pan, so I ask, would he really turn against his god friends for our sake, for your sake?" asked the Doll.

Pan cringed at the words. The betrayal Grandpa had accused her of, and the betrayal she felt towards them by abandoning Odianna... she... she couldn't trust them. She was supposed to be able to trust in her family, but she couldn't...

The Doll grinned and offered a hand. "Take my hand, and I'll get us out of here, then, we can train, then, we can make the Gods who betrayed us pay!"

Pan stared at the offered hand. What the Doll was saying, what the Doll was offering, if she took her hand there would be no going back. But... the gods... if they really had stolen her power, then she couldn't stay here, she couldn't trust them.

She took the offered hand. "Lets go."

ZIP

Whis stared in confusion at where Pan and the Doll had been moments ago. "What... just happened?"

Beerus moved to stand at the edge of the lake. "That was instantaneous movement. The Doll just took Pan somewhere."

Whis stared at him blankly. "But... how? Why? The Doll is just a God Construct. It cant think or do anything outside of fighting."

Beerus frowned intensely. "Perhaps Pan's power changed it."

Whis grew uneasy. "But... why would it have waited to act then if it could actually think for itself?"

Beerus turned to him. "The day we created it, the Doll was listening to us. It knows you were going to destroy it, and you just told them that the training would be coming to a close. It was using our training to grow stronger until it was forced to act."

Whis frowned deeply. "I see. We need to find Pan and the Doll, quickly."

Beerus nodded. "We do, but Whis..."

"Yes?" answered Whis.

"The Omni-King is going to be displeased if he learns of this," murmured Beerus before he gripped Whis's shoulder and they flew into space...

Pan tiptoed through the lookout, peeking around the corner. "We're clear."

The Doll scolded her. "I thought you were thinking of the door itself! We should have teleported right to it."

Pan scowled. "Give me a break, I'm kind of freaking out about this whole thing!"

"You think YOU'RE freaking out?" hissed the Doll, "You are not the one with an Angel wanting to kill you. You are not the one who, at the end of every day, is thrown into that damn staff pocket dimension the Angel has, spending months at a time alone knowing that the next time you come out might be your last. I've gone through years of being in that place while you are napping at night!"

Pan cringed. "O-oh... um... I'm sorry..."

The Doll shook its head. "Let's just go."

Pan took point, walking through the lookout. She was terrified of anyone knowing where she was, and had almost fully suppressed her ki, she could barely feel her senses at the moment. They had to get to the time chamber door unseen. Dende, Mr. Popo, and sometimes Mr. Piccolo were the only ones usually here. They usually stood at the edges of the lookout, so, hopefully they could remain unseen.

Pan paused briefly. "Hey wait a second, if you've spent that much time in that umm... pocket dimension, why haven't you aged or anything?"

The Doll visibly paused and glanced down at itself. "Huh... that's a good question... strange. Maybe its because I'm a God Construct, or that the Angel infused me as a Kaioshin? I dunno."

Pan smirked. "I'm totally jealous. You get to stay a girl forever, I eventually have to get old and wriiiinklyyy."

The Doll gave her a perplexed look. "Wrinkly? Old?"

Pan paused briefly. "Oh, you... ummm... what does aging mean to you?"

"Getting a more stronger and refined body, losing the weakness of a child's body," answered the Doll.

Pan winced. "You know, I'm starting to think that the Gods and Angels are actually really cruel about making God Constructs. You really don't know much of anything outside of fighting and whatever else you picked up in my battle memories."

The Doll scowled. "You don't need to remind me about cruel Angels. Now answer the question, what does old and wrinkly mean?"

Hrm... how was Pan supposed to answer that question to someone who had no concept of what it meant to grow old? This was kind of awkward.

"Umm... I'm not sure how to properly explain it," began Pan, trying to stall for time.

The Doll grew annoyed. "Were supposed to be sneaking into a time chamber, just answer the question and be done with... ugh, just put some images in your mind and I'll figure it out."

The Doll put a hand on Pan's forehead, and Pan obliged. She created an image of a baby, then a child, then a teenager, then a young woman, then a middle aged woman, then an aging woman, then an elderly woman.

The Doll visibly recoiled. "The last image was so frail, do we really grow so weak as we age?"

Pan shrugged. "Ahuh."

The Doll looked displeased. "Then I hope that being a God Construct fully stops me from aging then. Let's go."

Pan rolled her eyes and spoke as they moved. "You know, one of these days I have to actually learn how to block off my mind. Grandpa, Odianna, some random person screwing with my mind, and now you. Everyone keeps getting in so easily."

The Doll shrugged. "I agree, defending ones mind would be a valuable ability to repel mental attacks during battle."

Pan rolled her eyes. The Doll totally missed that Pan was giving her a friendly jab. She had a lot of work to do with it, no, with her. It filled Pan with a strange sense of pity for the Doll. She had assumed that the Doll, up until the Doll had revealed herself to her, was a mindless construct for fighting, was an it. In a way she was, but, she had a mind of her own and could learn. Pan hoped she could teach her how to have a friend, because, frankly the Doll could probably use one. Pan's face fell. They both could.

They continued to tip-toe through the palace, sneaking down the corridors until finally they arrived at the time chamber door. They exchanged glances, Pan smirking mischievously, while the Doll simply gave her a curious look, as if she wondered why they weren't just walking in.

Pan rolled her eyes, sighed, and opened the door before they quietly slipped inside and close it behind them.

Pan froze briefly, having an ominous sense of deja vu. The time chamber was so much like the one in Terra. It brought back a lot of bad memories of very bad training habits. She brushed the memories away, and refocused on the present. At long last she was going to get what she wanted, she was going to become a Super Saiyan God, then, she was going to deal with this abrupt situation. The fact that her power had apparently been stolen from her was alarming, she'd need to find a way to confirm it. If it was true, she would not blame the Doll for it, no, the bone to pick laid with Whis, and she was going to become strong enough to beat an answer out of him as to why he had done it.

Hopefully...