Bulma watched her daughter as she lay in one of the guest room beds. Bra's skin went from a red to light pinkish color. At least she is healing, Bulma thought. Bra had fell asleep crying. The reason why she was crying or what had even happened to her, no one knew. It wasn't like she had never seen Pan yell or curse before. And the hole in the roof and burnt floor would cost plentio money to fix, Bulma mused. She shook her head and thought about the situation at hand instead.

'Hmmm.... now that I think about it,' Bulma started thinking. Pan had plenty of mood swings. Whenever Pan had these type of mood swings and Bra was around, Bulma remembered seeing Bra cringe, like she was frightened of her. 'No,' Bulma thought. 'More like she was in pain.'

She brushed a couple of strands of hair away from her daughter's sleeping face. 'What is wrong with my daughter?' she thought, just as she herself started crying.

Vegeta watched as his mate broke down at the bed-side. He knew what had happened. While training Bra in the past couple of years, he had figured it out. He never said anything, not even to Bulma, because he figured that Bra didn't want that. It was her weapon and her secret. If she hadn't told anyone about it, then she probably didn't want anyone to know.

Vegeta thought about this for a second. Did Bra even know what was her weapon? Or even how to use a powerful weapon like that. I thought she did. He thought. Bah, she’s a saiya-jin princess, she figure it out if she doesn’t know.

Vegeta thought about this for a second. Did Bra even know what her weapon was, or even how to use a powerful weapon like that. 'I thought she did.' he thought. 'Bah, she's a Saiya-jin princess, she'll figure it out if she doesn't know.'

Vegeta crept out of the room, keeping in the shadows. He silently walked over to the central room, where Mejihen and Junior were. He passed by a window. Glancing out, he saw Trunks and Goten outside, sitting on the grass. They seemed depressed since they weren't talking or doing anything, just staring at the ground. Vegeta shook his head and went the short distance in to the main room. 'Hmph, I figured that Kakarotto's brat could afford something better than this. It's just like that old shack that he had before.,' Vegeta thought in disgust.

Vegeta chuckled inwardly when he thought about how it was his own snide remark that started the madness. At the same time, he cursed at himself knowing that that small comment also caused his daughter pain. She definitely wasn't ready to take that kind negative energy.

He didn't trust that Mejihen kid. Not one bit. Anyone that comes to Earth on purpose usually comes to do some damage. This kid had already started in with his family and the Son family. Vegeta also thought that since this kid could be a threat to Earth, it would be best to watch him for a while, just to make sure that he doesn't do any further harm.

Mejihen, totally immersed in his thoughts, had no idea that Vegeta was watching him. Instead, he was thinking about what had happened to Pan and Bra. By the way everyone reacted with Pan, he didn't think this was a normal thing. And with what was happening, he couldn't think of where to place her. He would have to ask someone, perhaps Junior when he woke up, of how many times something like this happened. While he couldn't figure Pan out that much, he had managed to figure something out about Bra. The way she reacted to the explosion, made it seem that she was extra sensitive to it. The black aura burned her skin while everyone else didn't seem to be touched by it. He thought that maybe he should ask someone, or maybe everyone of what they had seen. It had to mean that Bra was a Sensitive. But no one else seemed to be affected so they weren't Sensitives. But Junior seemed to have seen it, or felt it. This confused Mejihen even more. This was something he had to think about for a while.

A sensitive was generally a person who could feel life force. Feeling emotions was something that came with that power. A bad thing about that was that they usually felt it on their entire self, or body. There own lifeforce was usually affected by other lifeforce, which also leave the person vulnerable. So It seemed that Bra was extra sensitive to emotions. That was rare, even for a Sensitive. He had never met anyone who could feel the things to the extent that she felt. No sensitive was ever hurt by another's lifeforce physically, only mentally.

Junior was another matter. He may have seen the black aura too, explaining why he was scared. But if he did, he didn't feel it. Bra felt the black aura but didn't see it. Mejihen sighed and rested his head. He decided that he would just not think about it and rest.

*****

Pan pushed herself away faster. No matter how fast she was flying;, her father still seemed to be keeping up. It was no use. She needed to get away. There was no way she was going to lose him by flying so there had to be an alternative to stall him,; to do something.

She suddenly stopped flying and turned to her father. Gohan cautiously approached her. Before he could speak one word, she spoke for him. "Fight me," she said.
Gohan didn't know what to say. He just started at Pan as if she was speaking in a foreign language.
"You heard me. I said fight me. If you beat me, I go with you. If you lose, I leave."
Gohan shook off the initial shock of what he heard. Obviously she was still angry and needed to blow off some steam. But her eyes seemed clear and determined, as if she knew exactly what she was saying.

"Go ahead," Gohan said, unsure of himself. "I'm not going to fight you, Pan..."
She didn't give him a chance to finish speaking. Pan rushed at her father. She threw out her leg, seemingly to hit his head, but knowing that she'd miss. Gohan easily dodged the flying kick and slowly turned to face his daughter. Too late.

Pan was facing his back and had her hand out for an attack. 'Too cocky,' she thought. 'He isn't trying to fight back. Plus for me, too bad for him.'

A black light appeared in Pan's hands as she was powering up for the attack. For a second, her eyes seemed to cloud over. In that second, words went through her mind that she never heard before. She picked the first words that passed by and named her attack.

Just as Gohan turned to face his daughter, she threw the attack. It was too close to dodge. He didn't know that she had thrown an attack or what to expect from it.

“Ah.... dee... SPAT!!!!”

All Gohan saw was a numbing blackness.

He fell, unconscious, to the forest floor. Pan still had her hands in front of her from the attack. A wave of dizziness washed over her and she took a second to steady herself.

'What was that!?' she thought. The words seemed so foreign to her now. The attack didn't even feel like it was made of ki and she didn't remember forming it in the first place. It was something new... and something to her advantage.

Pan shook these thoughts away and flew to where her father's body was supposed to be. When he fell into the forest, he broke through a few trees. Broken branches surrounded him. Gohan was all right, unharmed, just.... sleeping.

'Strange,' Pan thought as she rose out of the forest, leaving her father behind. ' I think I knew how to do that attack all along. But why didn't I use it before, ever?'

Pan started flying towards her destination. She didn't know where she was going or why, just that she had to go there. A million different thoughts went through her mind: about her family; that they were never there, never knew how she felt. She got more angry the more she flew. Her eyes started to cloud over a bit, just like when she attacked her father.

She didn't noticed it, however. She felt the same, just thought more clearly now.

She didn't even notice that her natural aura had started to turn black, or even the black trail that it was leaving behind. In the trail, little, evil-looking figures formed. As soon as they realized that they were alive, they went to cause havoc on unsuspecting humans.

*****

For once, Junior was having a peaceful dream. He was running around on a grassy meadow, playing with baby dragons. There were all sorts of dragons: blue, purple, green, red, and all of them were playing with him.

It seemed as though all the dragons understood Junior, and he them. They knew what games Junior wanted to play. He didn't seem to find it strange at all.

Junior was so immersed in having fun, it took him a while to notice that someone was watching him. When he did, he didn't feel scared. He simply turned to see who was watching him.

It was a tall man with spiky hair. He had ebony eyes that were exactly like Junior's and his face was just like his father, Gohan's. This other man wore something that looked of a mix of Kami clothes and a Shepard's. They looked extravagant and simple at the same time. In his hand, he held a staff with five stones. One of the stones, the blue one, looked exactly like the one Mejihen wore around his neck.

The man was smiling at Junior. A glow seemed to radiate from him. Junior cocked his head and looked at the man curiously. Then he remembered a picture that his grandma and daddy had.

“Grandpa Gokou?’

The whole landscape burst into a white light and Junior woke up.