Pan's Adventure of History


Preface




I have to say a few things in advance. The story then plays out when DBGT should begin. But it is a lot different. Son Gohan, Son Goten, Son Goku, Chichi and Videl were killed when Pan was 3 years old. Nobody suspected that Gohan had a child. Pan knows nothing of Gohan and Goku's past and that she is a Sajyajin. Pan was of course trained by Goku. After the death of her family, she grew up with foster parents and she continued to train.






Chapter 1




It was a starry night. The air was humid and the moon was reflected in the pond. Almost all the lights in the small village were out. There was no sound, except perhaps the scream of a stray cat.


It was very peaceful.


Only one didn't notice much of it. Pan was too busy getting home on time.


"Come on, faster," she spurred on, "you don't want to have to give yourself a guardianship!"

Completely sweaty and out of breath Pan ran into the garden and was just able to stop in front of the door.


"Phew, that almost went wrong," she groaned.


She took off her shoes and shouted as best she could when she entered the house: "I'm back!"


"Pan, with you one only has trouble! Where have you been hanging around now," shouted Matha, her adoptive mother with a face so bright red that it could have been mistaken for a tomato; "do you actually know what time it is?"


"I'm sorry. I was still training and forgetting the time," said Pan meekly and brushed her black, sweaty hair from her face, which had changed color from red to white. She hadn't expected such an outbreak.


"You know we're moving tomorrow! Go to your room!"


Pan did as she was told. She went to her room, took a shower, and lay down in her cozy bed.


She had no remorse.She knew that Matha got excited quickly, but calmed down just as quickly.


After a while she got hungry. She crept out of her room on tiptoe. It was pitch dark in the hallway and Pan had great, if not to say huge, problems recognizing anything at all. She almost fell down the stairs that connected her room, which was on the first floor, to the ground floor.


"What a bummer! I wouldn't have the problem if objects had auras," she scolded softly.


Slowly her eyes got used to the darkness and she could at least see shapes. She had finally reached the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and took all sorts of things like bread, cheese, butter, etc. out. Then she made her way upstairs.


A step creaked. Pan stopped and heard a snore. She thought for a moment and pushed herself off the floor. Quietly, careful not to make any unnecessary noise, she floated up and landed gently on her bed.

She crept to the door of the room, stuck her head out of the room, looked around and when she saw no one she closed the door of her room and began to chew with relish.


When she had finished eating, she went to sleep.


In the morning she woke up early. She quietly dressed and began putting her things in boxes. When she was halfway through, she decided to train first and then continue packing. After she had optimized her muscle strength outside, she continued packing. Just as she was about to put the last book in a box, she heard a voice.


“Pan! Time to get up, honey!” The voice of her adoptive mother made her pause.


"I was up a long time ago, Matha," she yelled downstairs.


"Well, breakfast will be served in 10 minutes."


In 10 minutes? Then I can take a quick shower> Pan thought. In no time at all, she took off her sweaty workout clothes, threw them into the laundry basket and took a shower.Ten minutes later she was sitting at the kitchen table and eating her breakfast.


"When you have finished eating, pack your things;" said Matha.


"I already did," Pan replied.


"Then you can help me."


"OK:"


The move was very exhausting, because Pan did most of the work alone. In the evening everything was done and Pan packed her knapsack after dinner (tomorrow was her first day at the new school) and went to sleep.


The following morning, Matha Pan woke up at 7 a.m.


"Come on, Pan! You have to get up or do you want to miss the school bus?"


"Why school bus? I can fly the few kilometers to school," Pan replied, drowsy.


"A PAIR ???? fifty kilometers to be exact !!!"


"It's a piece of cake for me."


"Woe to you! You will not do that! Nobody should find out anything about your powers. If that happens you will no longer be able to go to school.You don't show your strength to anyone and if you lose even a dying word about your past, you can experience something! "


"Yes, yes! It's ok. I understand. I'll get ready now."


So Pan, who was still tired, went into the bathroom, washed, brushed her teeth, albeit not excessively,, dressed and had breakfast. She put on her Toni (knapsack) and got on the bus that was to take her to her new school.


When she got there, she got out with trembling knees and eyed her new school. > It's much bigger than my old school> Pan thought.


Afraid she entered the unfamiliar building.


> What should I do now? Nobody told me where to go. > thought Pan.


Then a woman came up to her and asked: "Are you Pan?"


"Y-yes," Pan said in a trembling voice.


"I'm Ms. Taki, your class teacher," my wife Taki kindly. "Just come with me. I'll introduce you to your class."

Pan followed Ms. Taki to a door, the door of her classroom.


“Wait outside for a moment.” With these words the teacher entered the room.


Pan listened excitedly. "Good morning kids."


"Good morning Ms. Taki," echoed back.


"I want to introduce you to a new classmate."


Ms. Taki gestured to Pan, and Pan went to class. The classroom was nicely decorated. The walls had been painted a light shade and there were two-seater benches.


"This is Pan. I hope you will get along well."


There was Pan now. Trembling and trembling, for all eyes were on her.


"Pan, please sit next to Bra," said Ms. Taki, pointing to a girl who Pan was immediately drawn to. While she went to her seat and sat down, she had time to examine the girl. It had light turquoise hair and eyes. Pan thought the girl looked like someone who laughed a lot.

The girl also looked attentively at her.


"Hello, I'm Bra," it said.


"Hi," Pan said a little shyly.


"Do you want me to show you around during the break?"


"Yeah, that would be very nice," Pan replied, smiling at Bra. From that moment on they were best friends ...






I know. The first chapter is boring. But I can guarantee that it will soon be very exciting. I ask for comments !!!!!!!




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