...with the heart of a warrior, she is up to any challenge. But her mind is still set in the mercy of her other half. She must overcome this obstacle and only the ruthless prince will be able to bring out the power required to show her true colors...

~The Lost Pages

Chapter 4

The king had known there were some pages missing from the middle of the book. He had seen the pages were ripped out when he first flipped through the sacred pages. He had noo idea what importance those pages held to the contents of the book, but he guessed it was little or else they would not have been ripped out. As soon as he replaced the book, a knock came at the door. He opened it to see one of his guards looking quite frightened.

"Sire, Lord Frieza has paid us a visit."

The king was stunned. It was not unheard of for the tyrant to pay them a visit, but he had been there only a month before. He nodded. "Escourt him to my private sitting area. I will meet him shortly."

The guard nodded and rushed off to do as he was told. The king sighed. He had a bad feeling about this...

"Ah, King Vegeta. How kind of you to finally join me." The alien sat in his floating chair next to a regular chair.

the king bowed. "I am sorry to keep you waiting, my Lord. May I ask your business of coming to my planet?"

Frieza smirked. "Can't I come and see my little monkeys once in a while?" This struck a chord in the king but he did not show it. "Actually, I have other business. I heard that you have a special guest..."

Pan had been at the castle for a little more than three weeks. Ever since the day she agreed to help the saiyans defeat the evil tyrant who held rule over them, she had been training with the prince in his gravity room. With every session, he pumped up the gravity. She had grown accustomed to one hundred and fifty times Vegeta's gravity. She saw this as an accomplishment, seeing that Vegeta was at about the same spot as she was.

Pan and Vegeta were throwing ki blasts at each other. Each were trying to reflect the other's while sending their own. Pan had been hit by quite a few, Vegeta only being hit by a couple. They darted around the room at amazing speed, each keeping up with the other.

One of Pan's blasts hit Vegeta square in the chest and sent him against one of the metal walls. He barely escaped the others she had thrown at him. "Damn woman!" He growled and sent a flurry of ki blasts her way, disinigrating ony of hers that were coming his way. Pan held her arms in front of her face to keep them from hurting her too bad. She crashed against the wall still standing as bast after blast struck her arms.

Pan lowered her arms after the blasts finally stopped. Her arms felt as if they were on fire! "Dammit Vegeta! Cool it, would you? You could have killed me!" She blew on her arms to try and cool them down.

Vegeta crossed his arms. "If you can't handle it, then why did you agree to help us?"

Pan glared at him. "I don't know about you, but I was raised to do all that is in my power to help those in need. I realize that I may be your only hope to free you guys. How am I supposed to turn that down?"

Vegeta stared at her for a moment. "You are not entitled to help us just because you are a saiyan. It could be a fake and you could get killed for nothing."

Pan stretched her arms above her head and winced. "I will never know if I don't try, right? So let's stop with the chit-chat and get back to training." She got into her fighting stance.

Vegeta wouldn't admit it, but he was genuinely impressed with her. He had never met a girl who would risk her life for something that wasn't completely certain. He nodded and got into his own stance. Before either of them could move, the door opened and the gravity went back to normal.

Vegeta growled at the man in the doorway. "Why do you interrupt our training?"

Lord Frieza walked through the door with a smirk. "That is no way to talk to me, monkey."

Vegeta's face fell, he immediately bowed to him. "I am sorry for my outburst."

Pan could see the fear in his expression. She knew exactly who was at the door. Her father had spoken of him plenty of times.

"Hello, I don't believe we have met. I am Lo-"

"I know who you are." Pan crossed her arms and glared. "I must say, you are a lot uglier in person than in the discription my father gave me."

Frieza frowned at the girl. "It is only natural you heard of me. I am known throughout galaxies."

Pan smirked. "In my time, you're dead. Gone. Blown to oblivian by a 'Super Saiyan.'"

Frieza's face contorted to one of shock. "There is no such thing! They are a myth, a legend!"

Pan snorted. "Only to this race. But when a Saiyan is raised on my planet, they learn a few things."

Frieza raised his hand at her. The prince quickly stepped out in front of her with his arms out. "My Lord, I am sorry for her arrogance. I take full responsibility for her actions."

Frieza didn't lower his hand. "Then you will recieve her punishment." He threw a ki blast that was stronger than Pan had ever felt. It threw Vegeta into her and they both crashed through the palace wall. Pan groaned and sat up, pushing the prince up with her.

"Vegeta! Are you okay?!" Pan laid him back on the ground. Her head screamed in pain from being smashed into the wall.

Vegeta sat up slowly and slapped her away. "I'm fine! Don't touch me!" He held an arm over his stomach.

"You're hurt. Vegeta, I-I'm sorry."

Frieza chuckled darkly. "What a touching scene. Maybe I should have killed you with that blast."

Pan growled at him. "Shut it, tyrant!" She stood up, her ki rapidly rising. "How dare you blast him for my mistake?!"

The king stared in surprise. He pressed the button on his scouter and read the power level.

Vegeta was stunned as well. With all of the training sessions they had, she had taught him how to sense a power level. Even injured, it was easy to feel it.

Pan looked at Vegeta, then the king. "Get him to a Rejuvination Tank. He's hurt!"

The king nodded, then yelled. "Take the prince to the infirmery!"

A few guards rushed in and grabbed the prince.

Pan looked back at him again before he left and their eyes met. Pan thought she saw something in his eyes close to an apology, but she wasn't sure.

She turned back to Frieza and slowly powered down. "I am sorry for my outburst. I will be taking my leave." Without another word, she rushed off in the direction of the infirmary.