The clouds filtered through the sky in a slow and melodramatic manner. The trees swayed slightly in the wind whenever the breeze beckoned them to dance. Beneath the forest of tree tops Pan rested while listening to the world around her. It had been a very long time since anything had happened to the Earth, it was almost becoming too boring for Pan. She exhaled slowly, followed by a sigh. It just didn’t seem fair to her, why should the world be so dull and silent. Pan missed the days where her life was full of adventure and she had to constantly be on her toes. She was now a young woman instead of a child, and not much had changed. She was still loyal to her friends, determined, and always seemed like she was trying to prove something to the world she dwelled in. Pan often felt invisible, although she was far from it. The symbolic bandana had been tossed aside, and now her long raven strands of hair were allowed to be free. Her eyes still resembled the serious tones of the past, but the chocolate color had not changed.
The young woman rolled unto her side and danced her finger tips along the creeks surface. She frowned at the person who stared back at her with an intensity that would be enough to drive someone mad. Pan soon sent a fist into her reflection. The force sent the water upwards towards her. The droplets splashed her in the face and the earth around her. She growled and wiped her face off with the bottom of her shirt. The inner turmoil had always bothered her, and yet she hid behind a mask of lies and smiles. Slowly Pan stood up and stared up through the trees into the clouded sky. The memories of the past suddenly rushed into her mind like the full tide in the moons light.
He had left her. He had left them all, and since he had left the world had been at peace. However, she found herself not caring. Peace was not worth losing someone who meant the world to her planet and her family. He had no right to make that decision for her and the rest of the Son family. Her eyes cast downward once more, she was ashamed to think so negatively about her Grandfather, but she missed him dearly. Her Grandmother cried herself to sleep every night… and sometimes it felt as though Goku didn’t care about what his leaving would do to all of us. Pan would have fought a million battles and Sercombe to death.. If only it had meant he had stayed around. Once again she was torn from her thoughts by an outside source. The beeping was one she knew all too well and it had caused her to rub her temples in annoyance.
“Come on Giru, can I not have one thought to myself? Gesh, I thought Bulma put a mute function on you.. Come here!”
“Giru Giru?”
Suddenly the small bot realized what was about to happen. He let out a loud beep and dashed off into the woods. Pan was on his trail. Luckily Bulma had taken some sympathy on Giru and given him some rockets to help him escape Pan. She was laughing behind him and he was sweating oil. He knew if she caught up… he’d be in trouble.
“Come back here! You’re not going to get far Giru and you know it! If you stop now.. .maybe I’ll take it easy on you.”
“Gi..r..u…”
Pan blinked and stopped next to Giru. She yanked him down into the bushes at the forest’s edge. The otherwise playful chocolate eyes transformed into a mirror image of her family. The happiness was soon gone as a serious sense overwhelmed her. Giru muted himself so that he wouldn’t beep in screams. Bulma had equipped Giru to fight a long time ago, but by now he was outdated and his confidence was diminished. Pan glanced over at him and held him close so that his shaking wouldn’t attract the attention of the enemies that lay ahead. They watched closely and with horror as little green bean looking creatures ransacked the primitive city that Pan often ran errands for. They were a simple tribal people who had mastered the arts of the sensu bean and sent it straight to Korin.
She sighed at and counted their numbers, and suddenly her day had become dangerous. Under her crimson stained lips she counted them silently, just loud enough for Giru to hear. He nodded at her as she analyzed what must be done.
“Giru.. There appears to only be four of them around right now. We should probably take them out before they can call for too many backups.”
Pan slowly arched down into the bushes. Within a few seconds she was off trying to dash at one before he could notice what was happening. In the background she could hear her friends screaming and dying right before her. It had been a very long time since Pan had been exposed to this level of death. Undeterred she sent her elbow slamming to one of the Saibamen and her right foot into the other with such a force that he went crashing into another building.
The dust soon settled and Pan stood her ground. Her eyes fixated on where the Saibamen would most likely ambush her from. As expected soon she was locked in a hand to hand combat. She did her best to dodge, but they still managed to plant some heavy blows on her. She wiped her cut lip off and growled sending a fist into the first Saibaman’s groin. She frowned at the creature being A-Sexual.
“Lame…”
As if the creature knew what she was attempting to do he jumped on her and pulled at her hair. Pan spazed and screamed at him to get off before she cooked him into bean soup. In her ranting she conceived an idea. The Saibaman was soon tossed into the fire and burned. She snickered, they might have been strong… but they definitely lacked intelligence. Her world came crashing as a sudden and sharp pain erupted throughout her body from her leg.
“GAH!” She winced and turned to see that one of the Saibamen had cut her with a piece of broken glass. Her eye twitched in annoyance and in pain.
She plucked him off the ground and wrapped her fingers around his short neck. Her eyes flashed a rage that was all too well known to her friends and family. Pan took the glass from his hands and stabbed him repeatedly in the stomach until the blood poured back into the soils of which it had come. His eyes went white as he faded into the afterlife. She tossed his shell of a body into the fire with his brother. Pan picked up a rake and glared at the other two who sat there eating rice as they watched her kill off their siblings.
“Oh you think this is a free show?”
They blinked and looked at each other, obviously the show was over and they had been caught without paying. They knocked over the rice bowels, which consisted of the whole villages food supply. One by one they dashed and crashed at her. The rice had seemed to slow their otherwise agonizing agility down. Pan did her best to block the fists and knees that came at her. Her aura flickered on and off as the dust around them danced as if it was a summer sand storm. The sky soon darkened from all of the energy that was consuming the air.
Pan got sucker punched in the right cheek and flew into the dirt. Her blood soaked up the sand around her. Her clothes had become tattered and torn within a few minutes. Although these two were slower, they certainly were vicious green beans. Before she knew it one of them was practically on top of her. She grabbed some of the dirt next to her and tossed it into his eyes. He winced and stopped in mid air. His claws thrashed about violently in hopes that he would catch her by chance. Pan inched away slowly as he ended up shredding his brother to pieces. Giru and Pan ate some rice while watching, it was their turn for a free movie. She felt no sympathy as they shredded each other apart. And for some reason she even found herself enjoying this sadistic manner. Her inner Saiyan was beginning to change her inner being. True power would be hers if she continued to allow the darkness fester within her heart.
The young woman rolled unto her side and danced her finger tips along the creeks surface. She frowned at the person who stared back at her with an intensity that would be enough to drive someone mad. Pan soon sent a fist into her reflection. The force sent the water upwards towards her. The droplets splashed her in the face and the earth around her. She growled and wiped her face off with the bottom of her shirt. The inner turmoil had always bothered her, and yet she hid behind a mask of lies and smiles. Slowly Pan stood up and stared up through the trees into the clouded sky. The memories of the past suddenly rushed into her mind like the full tide in the moons light.
He had left her. He had left them all, and since he had left the world had been at peace. However, she found herself not caring. Peace was not worth losing someone who meant the world to her planet and her family. He had no right to make that decision for her and the rest of the Son family. Her eyes cast downward once more, she was ashamed to think so negatively about her Grandfather, but she missed him dearly. Her Grandmother cried herself to sleep every night… and sometimes it felt as though Goku didn’t care about what his leaving would do to all of us. Pan would have fought a million battles and Sercombe to death.. If only it had meant he had stayed around. Once again she was torn from her thoughts by an outside source. The beeping was one she knew all too well and it had caused her to rub her temples in annoyance.
“Come on Giru, can I not have one thought to myself? Gesh, I thought Bulma put a mute function on you.. Come here!”
“Giru Giru?”
Suddenly the small bot realized what was about to happen. He let out a loud beep and dashed off into the woods. Pan was on his trail. Luckily Bulma had taken some sympathy on Giru and given him some rockets to help him escape Pan. She was laughing behind him and he was sweating oil. He knew if she caught up… he’d be in trouble.
“Come back here! You’re not going to get far Giru and you know it! If you stop now.. .maybe I’ll take it easy on you.”
“Gi..r..u…”
Pan blinked and stopped next to Giru. She yanked him down into the bushes at the forest’s edge. The otherwise playful chocolate eyes transformed into a mirror image of her family. The happiness was soon gone as a serious sense overwhelmed her. Giru muted himself so that he wouldn’t beep in screams. Bulma had equipped Giru to fight a long time ago, but by now he was outdated and his confidence was diminished. Pan glanced over at him and held him close so that his shaking wouldn’t attract the attention of the enemies that lay ahead. They watched closely and with horror as little green bean looking creatures ransacked the primitive city that Pan often ran errands for. They were a simple tribal people who had mastered the arts of the sensu bean and sent it straight to Korin.
She sighed at and counted their numbers, and suddenly her day had become dangerous. Under her crimson stained lips she counted them silently, just loud enough for Giru to hear. He nodded at her as she analyzed what must be done.
“Giru.. There appears to only be four of them around right now. We should probably take them out before they can call for too many backups.”
Pan slowly arched down into the bushes. Within a few seconds she was off trying to dash at one before he could notice what was happening. In the background she could hear her friends screaming and dying right before her. It had been a very long time since Pan had been exposed to this level of death. Undeterred she sent her elbow slamming to one of the Saibamen and her right foot into the other with such a force that he went crashing into another building.
The dust soon settled and Pan stood her ground. Her eyes fixated on where the Saibamen would most likely ambush her from. As expected soon she was locked in a hand to hand combat. She did her best to dodge, but they still managed to plant some heavy blows on her. She wiped her cut lip off and growled sending a fist into the first Saibaman’s groin. She frowned at the creature being A-Sexual.
“Lame…”
As if the creature knew what she was attempting to do he jumped on her and pulled at her hair. Pan spazed and screamed at him to get off before she cooked him into bean soup. In her ranting she conceived an idea. The Saibaman was soon tossed into the fire and burned. She snickered, they might have been strong… but they definitely lacked intelligence. Her world came crashing as a sudden and sharp pain erupted throughout her body from her leg.
“GAH!” She winced and turned to see that one of the Saibamen had cut her with a piece of broken glass. Her eye twitched in annoyance and in pain.
She plucked him off the ground and wrapped her fingers around his short neck. Her eyes flashed a rage that was all too well known to her friends and family. Pan took the glass from his hands and stabbed him repeatedly in the stomach until the blood poured back into the soils of which it had come. His eyes went white as he faded into the afterlife. She tossed his shell of a body into the fire with his brother. Pan picked up a rake and glared at the other two who sat there eating rice as they watched her kill off their siblings.
“Oh you think this is a free show?”
They blinked and looked at each other, obviously the show was over and they had been caught without paying. They knocked over the rice bowels, which consisted of the whole villages food supply. One by one they dashed and crashed at her. The rice had seemed to slow their otherwise agonizing agility down. Pan did her best to block the fists and knees that came at her. Her aura flickered on and off as the dust around them danced as if it was a summer sand storm. The sky soon darkened from all of the energy that was consuming the air.
Pan got sucker punched in the right cheek and flew into the dirt. Her blood soaked up the sand around her. Her clothes had become tattered and torn within a few minutes. Although these two were slower, they certainly were vicious green beans. Before she knew it one of them was practically on top of her. She grabbed some of the dirt next to her and tossed it into his eyes. He winced and stopped in mid air. His claws thrashed about violently in hopes that he would catch her by chance. Pan inched away slowly as he ended up shredding his brother to pieces. Giru and Pan ate some rice while watching, it was their turn for a free movie. She felt no sympathy as they shredded each other apart. And for some reason she even found herself enjoying this sadistic manner. Her inner Saiyan was beginning to change her inner being. True power would be hers if she continued to allow the darkness fester within her heart.
