The woman will not be of this world, but of another. She will have the grace of an angel and the appearance of a saiyan warrior. Our only hope is to get her on our side. Do not let her succumb to evil, or our work will be in vain.

~The Side of Victroy, Verse 1: The Prophecy of Vegeta

Pan was extremely tired. When she was taken to her room, she had fallen asleep almost immediately. She slept until nearly mid-day the next day, that is until a knock came at her door.

Pan sat up in her bed, stretching her limbs. "Hmm...Who is it...?" She hadn't opened her eyes yet.

"Get up, woman. We are sparring today." The prince stood outside the door with his arms crossed. "I expected you to be up hours ago."

Pan slowly stood from her bed and lazily dragged herself to the door. She was wearing a night gown that went down half way down her shins and was hanging off of one shoulder. She opened the door and leaned against the doorway. "Look, Prince. I will not do as you tell me to just because you're royalty. So why don't you stop with that stuck up act of yours and leave me alone." She stretched her arms above her head again. "Besides, I can't fight on an empty stomach."

A light blush had crossed his cheeks at her appearance. He stopped a servent walking down the hall. "Prepare a late breakfast for our guest." The servent nodded and hurried off. The prince turned back to Pan. "Make yourself presentable for our spar. You have thirty minutes." With that, he walked off.

Pan stuck her tongue out in his direction. She closed the door and sighed. "Thirty minutes..." She took her armor off of the dresser next to her bed and changed into it. She put her hair up and put on her bandana over her head. She headed down to the dining room for breakfast.

On her way there, she ran into someone. Quite literally. She fell back onto the cement floor with a 'thud'. "Ow... What the hell?" She looked up to see a man that looked exactly like her grandfather. "Grandpa?"

The man crossed his arms. "Grandpa? Who do you think you are talking to? Who are you?" His eyes held a coldness to them that she had only seen in Vegeta's eyes.

Pan got up off of the floor. She studied him more closely. "Oh, you must be Kakarot. I mistook you for someone else."

Kakarot grabbed the front of her armor. "And who might you be? How the fuck do you know my name?"

Pan glared at him, not responding to him grabbing her shirt. "I am a guest of the king's. I suggest you release me before I beat your ass."

A smirk crossed his lips. "Adorable." He threw her back, slamming her against the wall. He continued walking in the direction where he was going. "Watch yourself, girl. We are a savage race, not afraid to kill a few or few hundred."

Pan brushed off her armor. "What a jerk..." She made it to the dining room in time for the food.

"Here I am!" Pan followed the directions given to her by the waitress who had brought her the food. It waas a long walk, but she didn't mind. When she opened the door, Vegeta was already warming up.

"You're late." He bounced off of the floor where he had been doing push-ups.

"Oh, boo-hoo. Get over it, princess." She looked around the room. "So this is where you spar? Does it even change the gravity?"

"It can go up to five-hundred time's Vegeta's gravity. Is that an issue?" A smug grin crossed his lips.

"Just start me off where you are at." She started stretching her limbs. Vegeta went over to the machine in the middle and switched it to one hundred times gravity. The weight was incredible on her. She was finding it hard to stand. She kept her legs straight and started walking, gritting her teeth.

Vegeta laughed, the gravity barely affecting him. "And you want to start where I am at? You aren't on my level." He threw a weak ki blast at her. She ducked in order to dodge it. She couldn't jump even if she tried. But this irritated her.

Pan walked over to him and threw a punch at his face. He avoided it. She threw a series of punches his way but he avoided every one of them. "Damn you..."

Vegeta smirked. He threw a punch at her stomach and she doubled over onto the floor. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I thought you would be more of challenge."

Pan growled and grabbed his foot. She quickly pulled it out from under him, making him fall back onto the ground. "Jerk! Cheep shot!"

Vegeta growled and grabbed her arm, pulling her so she was sprawled out on the floor. "Let's see you try and get up." He got up quickly before she coulld do anything else.

Pan was beyond annoyed. Her ki skyrocketed and she got up off of the floor. She launched herself at Vegeta and threw a multitude of ki blasts and punches mixed. Vegeta had a hard time dodging them at such a close proximity. Finally he counterattcacked, putting a hand to her stomach and charging a blast that sent her against the wall. Pan landed on the floor with a grunt.

Vegeta walked over to her with his arms crossed over his chest. "Hmph. You weren't half bad. I suggest we take a-" Pan's fist connected with his nose. Vegeta quickly covered his face.

Pan glared at him. "That hurt, you know! I can't believe you hit me with such a powerful blast!"

Vegeta grabbed the front of her shirt. "Damn woman. You dare hit the Prince!? I should have you exicuted for that!"

Pan's face fell. She had forgotten where she was. This was Vegeta. Killing someone wasn't uncommon here. She had learned that from the prince in her timeline. But that didn't stop her. "You know, trying to scare me like that isn't going to work. I'm a saiyan, so threats don't bother me."

Vegeta growled. He threw her back against the wall and charged a ki blast. "You will pay for taalking to the prince that way!"

Pan covered her head with her hands. Just when she thought he was going to fire, the door opened.

"Vegeta! What do you think you are doing? That is no way to treat our guest." Pan looked up to see the king walk into the room.

Vegeta let the light disappear. "She talked ill of me, father. She cannot get away with such an act."

The king scowled. "You treat this woman as you would treat a god. She is a guest in our home and she will be treated like one." He then turned to her. "Can I have a moment of your time? Vegeta, you come too."

Pan nodded and stood up. Her stomach hurt from the blast but it was easily ignored. The king led them through the palace to a large door. He opened it and ushered them in. He shut and locked the door behind them.

"Please take a seat." Pan took a seat in a chair but Vegeta stayed standing. The king grabbed the book, The Prophecy of Vegeta.

"Girl, what is your name again?"

"Um, Pan." She crossed her legs and sat back.

"This book is the most important book on this planet. This is the book that was passed down through generations of the royal family. It is the book that will save our race from extiction."

Pan raised an eyebrow. "And what do I have to do with this?"

The king opened the book. "'One day, a beautiful woman with the wings of an angel will save our race from extinction. But only if we work together will she become our savior.'"

Pan sighed. "I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but I don't have wings."

The king just recited another verse. "'The woman will not be of this world, but of another. She will have the grace of an angel and the appearance of a saiyan warrior. Our only hope is to get her on our side. Do not let her succumb to evil, or our work will be in vain.' You are the only one who has come to this planet who is of our race that we did not know exist. You are our only hope."

Pan stood up from her chair. "I'm sorry. I would love to help you, but I'm not the one you are looking for. I am not an angel, just a saiyan-human hybrid."

The kin's eyes widened. He flipped a few pages in the book franticly. Before Pan could leave, he spoke again. "'...she will come from a place called Earth, a daughter of a saiyan man and a human woman..."

Pan paused. She knew he was speaking about her. She could tell from the very beginning, but this comfirmed her feelings. "But I'm not an angel with wings... What about that piece..?"

The king shutt the book slowly, knowing he had her. "I will assign my son and another to help you figure that out. Perhaps they will appear under certain cercumstances. We will figure that out. Are you willing to try?"

Pan stood silent for a second. She then turned around with a smile, her hand held out in a peace sign. "I will do my best, your highness. I never turn down a person in need."