A FEW THINGS YOU MIGHT WANT TO KNOW:

1. Pan is Goku and Chi-Chi's daughter. Why? Because I can.

2. This is obviously an AU story! So it's NOT canon to DB / Z / GT / S.

3. This is a TrunksxPan so if you don't like them- you don't have to read it.

4. This is my only disclaimer- I do not own Dragon Ball Z all credit to that wonderfulness goes to Akira Toriyama. I only own my thoughts and ideas.

Part One- In Which a Monster Falls In Love With a Weakling

1- Beginning

Fall

Goku paced in front of his and Chi-Chi's bedchambers. He was nervous, more so than he had ever been in his life and that was saying something after everything he had seen. With a sigh, he rested against the wall near the door and watched his sons play together. His oldest, Gohan, had just turned twelve and his youngest, Goten was almost three.

Gohan and Goten were Goku's pride and joy. He had thought that he could never want anything else, and then Chi-Chi had unexpectedly ended up pregnant again, and this time the baby would be a girl. Suddenly, Goku's world had changed and he was rather excited about it.

Or, he had been. Now, he was just a ball of nerves.

Chi-Chi has been in labor for almost two days and the baby still hadn't made any progress. Gohan and Goten's birth had been easy and only lasted a few hours. So worry grew in the pit of Goku's stomach the more hours that passed.

"Dad?"

Goku turned to see Gohan walking up to him as he held Goten's hand. The boys had been strong the last several days, but Goku could see the worry in his oldest eyes.

"Is Mom and the baby going to be okay?" Gohan asked. "Goten didn't take this long to be born."

Goku let out a small sigh. He didn't want to lie to Gohan, but the truth was he didn't know much either. The last the doctor he told him was that they were trying to get the baby turned the right direction, but that had been close to two hours ago.

"All babies are different," Goku said. "It seems that your sister wants to be stubborn."

A faint smile twitched across Gohan's lips. "Then I guess she's already taking after mom."

Goku chuckled and reached out a hand to ruffle Gohan's hair. "Both your mom and the baby will be just fine," he promised. He wasn't sure who he was promising it to - Gohan, or himself.

One of the large oak doors of the bedchambers opened and a maid walked out. The grim look on her face made Goku's stomach drop.

"Your Majesty," she bowed her head respectfully. "You may go inside now. I'll stay out here with the young Princes."

Goku let out a shallow breath before he glanced at Gohan. The worry in his eyes was ever-present and gently, he patted his head.

"It'll be fine," Goku said before he turned to walk into the room.

The room was dreadfully quiet. It made Goku swallow back some vomit, because why wasn't his daughter wailing like a normal newborn would be?

"Goku."

His eyes widened and he turned to see Dr. Brief, the doctor who had helped him when he first came to earth all those years ago. He was also the doctor who delivered both Gohan and Goten and the only human other than Chi-Chi that Goku had told his deepest, darkest secret to.

"Dr. Brief," Goku began. "Why isn't she crying?"

Dr. Brief let out a heavy sigh. "The birth was very rough for both Chi-Chi and the Princess," he began. "Your daughter is very ill Goku. I think it's best you go comfort your wife."

Goku felt as if someone had punched him in the gut. No! It couldn't be! All of his children had his strong, fighting blood!

He rushed past Dr. Brief and threw back the curtains to the bed. Chi-Chi was leaned against the headboard, her eyes swollen and red from tears. In her arms, was a very small white bundle that was barely breathing.

"Everyone- out," Goku croaked.

"Your Majesty," a nurse began.

"Get out!" Goku barked, his voice taking an unusually harsh tone.

In a matter of seconds, Dr. Brief and all the nurses who had been helping him were out of the room. Goku stared at his broken wife through glassy eyes. There was only one thing he could think of that might save his daughter, and he didn't even know if it would work.

"Goku-sa," Chi-Chi sobbed. "Please," her voice was cracking. "Save her."

"Do you trust me?" Goku whispered.

Chi-Chi nodded her head as tears rolled down her face. "More than anything."

Goku reached down and gently picked up his tiny daughter in his arms. He bit back a sob as he looked at her. She was so beautiful, but she looked so frail. She didn't even move when he had picked her up.

Goku met Chi-Chi's eyes and gave her a determined nod. He was going to save their daughter- he would make sure of it. He took a deep breath and in just a matter of seconds, he disappeared from his bedchambers along with his daughter.

The crisp night air on Vegeta-Sei sent a chill down Goku's back, causing him to clutch his daughter tightly. A full moon shone overhead, lighting up the same path Goku had taken all those years ago when he was just a boy. Back then, he hoped he wouldn't have to come back to this place, but if this is where he had to go to save his child, then he would gladly walk through flames again.

The dry dirt path was surrounded by rocky walls and through the creaks of some of them, Goku could see the proud lights of Capital Vegeta. Shimmering in the middle of the City was the palace and it made Goku wonder how his old friends and brother were doing. Had their lives changed as much as his in the last 13 years? Though he was curious, he knew he didn't have time to check.

In the distance, Goku saw the glowing steps that nestled in a narrow valley between two mountains. He had only been up those steps once before and what he had seen hiding in the mountains had changed his life forever.

Goku took two steps at a time as he ran up the stairs. In his arms, his daughter's already slow breathing almost stopped completely. Reaching the top, he glanced to his right where a cave stood. It was dark and seemed endless.

Goku let out a deep breath as he stared at the cave. "I'm back!" He called. "It's me, Kakarot! I'm back, just like you said I would be!" He trembled as he held out his daughter. "Please- please save her! I need you to save her!" He begged.

Suddenly, the ground tumbled and Goku clutched his child to his chest. From inside the cave, two large eyes glowed red.

"Welcome back Saiyan, now known as Son Goku," the deep voice from the cave spoke.

Goku let out a breath as he dropped to his knees. Slowly, he held his daughter out to the red eyes.

"I-" the voice began. "I shall make her great, and one day, she and I shall meet again as well."

Chi-Chi was exhausted, mentally and physically. After being in labor for days and bearing through a tremendous amount of pain, she had welcomed her one and only daughter into the world. But her daughter did not arrive screaming as she breathed air for the first time. No, her daughter came out quiet, still.

At first, Chi-Chi had been terrified that her daughter wasn't even alive. The quiet whispers of the nurses had scared her even more and it wasn't until her daughter was finally placed on her chest that she breathed out a small sigh of relief. The relief didn't last long though. Her daughter was barely breathing and was growing weaker by the minute. Chi-Chi had never felt as helpless as she did in that moment in all of her life.

When Goku entered the room she knew that there had to have been something he could do. When he disappeared with their daughter, Chi-Chi knew he went somewhere that wasn't on the Earth and where exactly, she didn't know. She trusted him though.

There was a familiar shift in the air and Chi-Chi sucked in a nervous breath. Her stomach knotted nervously.

The first thing she heard was crying. Chi-Chi let out a small sob as she looked at Goku, who was holding their wailing daughter. Slowly, he walked over to her and placed the baby in her arms.

Immediately, Chi-Chi clutched her and between her own tears, tried to calm her daughter. Her daughter was alive! She felt an overwhelming sense of relief and couldn't stop her tears of joy.

"She's probably hungry, Chi," Goku spoke softly. He looked tired and worn, but there was a gentle look of love inside of his eyes as he looked at their daughter.

"Goku-sa," Chi-Chi managed with a sniff. "Where exactly did you go?"

He looked at her then and she wondered if he would answer her or not. "Just to see an old friend who owed me a favor."

Poe woke up with a hallow gasp. Her eyes skimmed around her surroundings as her hibernation tank opened with a hiss. Surrounding her were three servants who had already been woken.

"How long have we been asleep this time?" Poe asked softly.

"Sixty years," the middle servant spoke as they bowed low.

Poe took a step out of her tank and cracked her sore joints. Sleeping for decades at a time really made her tired.

"How is Lord Nahum?"

"He's preparing to wake as well," another servant bowed. "We brought in the sacrifices for him."

Poe caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror hanging in her bedroom and slowly walked over to it. Her umber skin looked as youthful as it did a centuries ago, her pink irises shined brightly and her long white hair flowed down her back gracefully. Her silvery tattoos that danced around her hairline, down her neck, arms, spine, and waist glowed for a short moment, letting her know that fresh souls were nearby.

"Lead me to the sacrifices," Poe ordered the servants.

Quickly they scrambled out of the room and Poe followed behind them. The spaceship was dim, signaling that Nahum still wasn't at full strength and she gave a low hiss. It had been almost 500 years since he had fought against her, and he was still weak!

The servants lead Poe to the lower deck of the ship, where five aliens huddled together. They were whimpering and she tilted her head as she noticed that each one was a different race of some sort.

"They're whimpering like a bunch of babies," Poe hissed. "Are these really the strongest you could find?"

"Yes, Mistress," a servant nodded quickly. "We're sorry, we-"

Poe raised her hand to signal him to be quiet and took a step in front of the quivering aliens. None of them would even look her in the eyes. It was a pity, she enjoyed sucking the souls out of those who would at least beg.

With a raise of her hand, five glowing orbs flew from the aliens' bodies and into Poe's hands. She grinned as she held the souls in her palms as the bodies sagged.

"Slaughter them and drain their blood for Lord Nahum's bath," Poe ordered before she turned on her heels to see her Lord.

Poe entered the room just as Nahum stepped out of his hibernation tank. He was tall for a Mirian, which was their race. His icy blue skin always sent a shiver down Poe's spine, as did his blood-red eyes.

"My dearest Poe," he spoke as his eyes found hers.

Poe wasn't sure why he was so fond of her, but ever since she had been a parentless child, he had looked after her as his own. He trained her into the powerful being she was today and she knew she was his most prized possession.

"Lord Nahum," she bowed respectfully. "We have just woke from a sixty-year sleep. It's forty years shorter than our last hundred-year hibernation."

Nahum's eyes lit up gleefully. "It has taken me all these years to regain my strength but soon our time for hibernating will soon be over," he promised.

Poe smirked at the thought. She was ready for the day when she wouldn't have to go back into the hibernation tank. The first time she had gone into hers, Nahum had been critically weak and needed to be put into a hibernation sleep immediately or else he would pass away. It was 300 years before he was strong enough to wake both of them up and by then, most of their servants had died off leaving them with very little. With what little servants they had, Poe set off on a massacre and pillaged many planets to gain enough souls and food that pleased Nahum and restored him to health. It was not enough though, for Nahum's wounds couldn't be just healed with souls and food, he needed rest and healing. The only way to do that was to go back into the hibernation pod.

The next time they woke was a hundred years later, which was a good sign because it meant that Nahum was getting stronger. At that time, servants had prepared prisoners for Nahum and he was able to build up his strength once more for hibernation.

Now this time, only sixty years have passed. A total of 460 years have passed since their first hibernation.

"You seem happy," Nahum commented.

"I am," Poe nodded. "I am ready for you to be at full health, My Lord. I am ready for us to take back what is rightfully ours."

"And we will," Nahum promised with a smirk. "Trust me, Pet."

"Of course, My Lord," Poe said with a pleasing smile. All they had was just one more hibernation, and then the Saiyans would feel the true wrath of the Mirians.

"Her rebirth was stunning. She lifted herself up from the depths of despair, grasped her dreams, embedded them into her heart, and walked forward to a future that only her will and vision could control."

-Yung Pueblo