Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lost ❯ Xenia Remembers!! ( Chapter 23 )

Chapter 23………

He laid back on the crude straw mattress. He couldn't understand how they could even consider that she could be….no he couldn't even utter it. She had indulged in pain, she had killed all those people in that city and she harmed Bulma, Videl and Chichi…..he couldn't even bring himself to think of the horrible things they could be doing to her. Yet, his mind betrayed him as his imagination conjured up her possible fate….a vision of her body, bruised and beaten to an inch of her life, appeared before him. He couldn't stop it….she had paid once again for his carelessness. Maybe she wasn't beaten….no the girl probably wouldn't have hesitated to do so.

He stared around the small cove, gazing fondly at each object. Xenia's cheery face came to mind and he smiled. He reached over to a small wooden table by his side and picked up a small picture frame. It possessed one of her few pictures. Xenia was hugging Trunks and Goten to her, both boys looked unprepared for the picture. There faces distorted slightly from their sudden movements. How he wished he could of just held her once….then his mind began to wander. It wouldn't hurt to compare now would it? He didn't have to believe it….an image of the girl's face came to mind and he compared it to the picture that he held. They did both possess those dark slightly slanted violet eyes and a long mane of raven hair….He began to search for details, something that would surly prove them wrong. High cheek bones….no she had that too…..a small slightly narrow nose…no she had the same….there had to be something….then he noticed a pink mark under Xenia's lip. A scar….oh, that….he remembered Chichi telling him that Vegeta had busted her lip once while taking part in a training session. It had left a small scar, and a smile graced his lips. He was sure that other girl did not have a scar as well, he hadn't of seen one…

now to the name…Son Xenia TJ, hmmmm….there was no difference as far as he could tell…. Spelling would of helped, but he had no idea how the other girl would of spelled it….why would she have the same name? That was the most puzzling thing. From their title to their last name, it was all the same….

And Vegeta….it would explain why Goten was in pain all of the sudden, but it never happened before all this….if that….girl, really was Xenia wouldn't Goten have been like this from the very beginning? Telepathy….wouldn't that mean that Goten would be able to communicate with the girl if wanted to or hear her thoughts or what she spoke? He needed to go back to Capsule corp. No matter how awkward it would be, he needed to ask Goten a few questions….

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I threw on a faded green gi and ran back over to my bed. I opened the top drawer to my night stand and clasped onto a small black box. I opened it and took out the small metal object, letting it hang by its chain before my face a little. I doubt it would help, but anything from my past could be considered evidence. I put it on and hid it under the top of my gi. I put everything up and ran out of the room. Ok, now what was I going to say? First of all I needed to calm down, so many thoughts were running through my mind. Question one. Is Goku's name really is Kakarrotto? Question two and three. Did Xenia have a locket and if so, what did it look like? Explain….I clutched onto my head as a strange sensation suddenly ran through my body. What was happening? My vision was getting blurred….

FLASHBACK

I smiled proudly at the half finished painting; it was a good likeness of him. I gazed back and forth from my painting to my picture. There was still so much work to do and the tournament was in two weeks.

"I might not finish it…" I frowned in disappointment, I knew I could always give it to Baba, and she'd deliver it to him, but….it just wouldn't be the same. I wanted to give it to him.

"Dad I've missed you so much…..I can't believe that in just two short weeks I'm going to meet you…"

Tears streaked down my young face as a mixture of sadness and happiness welled up in my heart.

"I can't wait…."

END OF FLASHBACK

I pushed myself back up, using the wall as support. I could feel something wet on my cheek. I gently wiped it away and realized what it was….tears! Was I crying? Why would I be, it wasn't real, yet……it felt so real. I quickened my pace, "I need to get there…"

I passed Turlus' chambers and felt my vision blur again. Why was this happening? I fought to stay upright, but collapsed against the ground. Why did I feel so weak when this happened?

FLASHBACK

"What do you want with me?"

He laughed waving his arm out infront of him. I could feel all the pain I had been feeling disappear, as if it had never been.

"You shall know in time Xenia, but right now I have something that will show you how to cooperate with us better."

"My dad will come!"

"Your father," he laughed, "He thinks your dead. Don't you remember what I showed you only a few minutes ago? You no longer exist to any of them. They'll just bury that girl that I sent, and move on. They'll never know."

"No……." I could feel tears once again starting to seep down my cheeks.

"Open the door," he commanded the man outside. He looked back at me, "By the way I am Lord Turlus."

"Turlus? You can't be………my father killed you when he destroyed the doom tree."

END OF FLASHBACK

My eyes flew open and I braced myself over the vinyl flooring. Turlus….he had been so cruel…his words ran over in mind again, "You no longer exist to any of them. They'll just bury that girl that I sent, and move on. They'll never know." Chichi told me that……I wasn't about to waste anymore time and used the Instant Transmission to get to the prison barracks. Why hadn't I done this earlier? I opened the door and rushed into the room. I can imagine what I looked like at the time. Desperate, confused, sad, scared……I felt lost.

"What's wrong?" asked Chichi as she got up from her cot and bent down next to me. I looked up into her face, I didn't know where to start.

"I need to ask you a few things about Xenia…."

"Well, ummm…"

"I need to know these things! If I don't then I'll go insane!"

I looked up to see Chichi staring at me strangely, "I'm sorry, but please, just answer my questions…"

She nodded and waited patiently. I sighed and started, "Goku is a saiyan, this I know, but I've noticed that his name is not a saiyan name it's a Chikayuuian name, he should have been given one before he was sent to Chikayuusei. What I mean to ask is, does Goku have a saiyan name?"

She seemed to hesitate before answering, "Well, ummm….yes, he does. Vegeta is the only one who addresses him by it, though. I believe he calls him Kakarrotto….."

I looked away from her, did this mean Goku was my father? I had a new question to ask, "Xenia planned to give Goku a painting she had done of him at the tournament, is that correct?"

Chichi nodded.

"Was Goku wearing a white shirt with light green pants?"

"Yes, he wa-" Chichi began but I cut her off, "with an orange Jacket that had a black collar, 2 black sleeves and a black strip outlining the bottom…"

Chichi nodded.

"Did he have the number 59 in red on the left sleeve of his jacket?" Another nod. "And…and…" My voice was beginning to falter, "And ummm…did he have a brown belt and black loafers?

"You described him exactly…" Chichi stared at the girl for a moments, taken back by my description of Goku. A smile broke out onto her face, "That was the only time I could get him to de-transform. He had wanted to stay as a super saiyan till he fought Cell…"

I stared at the stone floor as my hands clutched onto my pants tighter and tighter. Was it possible? Was it true? I took a deep breath and venture out with my last question…

"Did your daughter, ummm," I bit down on my lower lip in doubt….did I want to know the answer to this question? Here goes, "Did she have a…locket?"

Chichi looked away for a moment, it seemed that I had brought up a painful memory for her. She looked back with tears in her eyes. What….

"Goku…." She wiped the tears away, "At the time I didn't know why he had done it…I guess he knew he couldn't beat Cell. Now that I think about it…I think he knew he was going to die…" Chichi took a moment to recollect herself before continuing, "He was gone one morning when I woke up…I had thought at first that he'd taken Gohan to spare, but when I went in to check in on Gohan, I was surprised to find him still asleep in bed. Goku came back home an hour later…he had four black boxes in his hands. By this time Gohan was wide awake and wondering where his father had been off to." Chichi chuckled to herself, "When Goku told him one of them was for him, well you had to see Gohan's face to know what I mean…it was priceless…he them gave one to me and told us to open them. Inside was the most beautiful locket I've ever seen! I turned it around in my hand to see it had an inscription on the back….but Goku stopped me from reading it. He told me that I should read it after the Cell games. He told Gohan that he shouldn't either. I had asked him why, but he just simply smiled and told me that we just shouldn't. I accepted it and so did Gohan, what reason did we have to doubt him?" Chichi stopped and brought her hand up to grasp something under her shirt, she pulled it out…what the….it was a locket!!

"I had asked him about the other two, can you imagine my shock when he placed his hand on my stomach and told me that I was pregnant! With twins! I fainted right there on the spot…When I came to, Goku once again advised me to not read their inscriptions, but told me the names he had thought up…..Xenia and Goten…" Oh, Vika her daughter did have a locket!! I clutched onto my gi in a desperate attempt to calm down, I managed hoarsely, "Can I see it?"

She glanced at it and back at me hesitantly, "Ummmm, I don't know…"

For the second time I begged her, "Please…I ….umm…I need to see it."

She stared at the small locket for a few more seconds before taking it off and handing it to me. I reached around my neck and undid my own. I compared the two, scrutinizing every detail. Chichi's was in much better condition, having not been all scratched up unlike my own. They both possessed a rose on the front, except Chichi had a C on the front of hers….well that was what her name started with…I turned it over to read the inscription, //To my dear wife Chichi, As I probably expected I am gone, I hate to leave you alone to raise Gohan, Goten and Xenia, but there's no other option. Tell them about me…I hope they don't hate me…I love you, I know I may not say it very often, but trust me, I do love you. I will miss you Chichi…every moment of every day. Goodbye. Love, Goku.//

I was surprised when Chichi spoke up, "When Goku and Gohan left for the Cell games, I decided to peek at the inscription….I just couldn't help myself….why wouldn't Goku let me read it? It plagued my mind, but once I read over it…I….I wish I hadn't…" she trailed off, her voice beginning to sound broken up and she grew silent. She turned to face me, a few tears escaping from the corners of her eyes, "I just couldn't believe it….I ran to our bedroom and read over the children's only to find them to say the same. Only they were dressed specifically towards either Goten, Xenia, or Gohan."

Chichi's gaze never wavered from mine nor did she wipe the tears that were now pouring from her eyes. Such emotion…it was unnerving…a strange feeling entered my body. A voice told me to hug her…to do something to comfort her…I growled from low in my throat as I pushed them back. I didn't need or want to get distracted at the moment. Whenever these feeling surfaced….those images appeared.

Chichi seemed oblivious of my mental battle for she continued to stare at me with that same

expression. I looked away, those eyes held such sadness in them…..

"I watched the Cell games."

My head snapped up at the sound of her voice, it seemed oddly empty, "I watched them….hoping…..praying….that Goku was wrong in his assumption. When I found out Goku died the first time….I felt something die inside of me….all I could do was cry for weeks and weeks…It hurt so much that time, I didn't want to feel any of those things again." A soft chuckle escaped her lips, "The irony of it all….."

I watched her shake her head in slight amusement, "The television goes out before Goku uses his instant transmission on Cell when he tries to self-destruct and Baba doesn't come till Goku is already dead. The next thing I saw was Gohan fighting Cell, it wasn't until it was all over and he had come home that…that I…." Her body was trembling as she choked on sobs that could not be held back.

"That you found out Goku had died…" I finished off for her and she gave a curt nod. She casted her eyes to the floor, her loose obsidian hear falling over her face. At the thought of Goku dying, a deep sadness began to lodge itself into my soul. It flooded my senses and my vision blurred once again…no…not another one…

FLASHBACK

I sat on the edge of my bed with the sheets pulled tightly around my body. It was raining that day, the perfect mood to match my own…The conversation I had shared with Trunks filtered its way into my mind again….

`I have the best dad in the whole universe! No one is stronger than him!'

I frowned, `You don't know that Trunks…'

He crossed his arms, `Well then who is stronger than him?' I puffed out my chest a little in false pride, `I bet my dad was stronger than your dad…' I actually had no idea if it was true or not, I had never heard of him…

`Do you even know what your dad was like?'

I thought about this for a moment, but my hesitation was just enough to satisfy him…

`Just as I thought you don't even know who your dad is, nevertheless know if you even had one…'

His harsh comment cut right through my heart and I felt tears well-up in my eyes, `Everyone has a dad Trunks!' I yelled back viciously.

`Well, there's always a first…' He sounded more like Vegeta than any other time that day, except Vegeta never spoke to me like that. His voice may be harsh, but never his words. I pulled my hands up to my face and watched as tiny droplets splashed onto my pale skin. How cold he speak that way to me….he was my best friend…I yanked my hands to my side as anger built itself inside of me, `I HATE YOU TRUNKS BRIEFS!!' I yelled at the top of my lungs, feeling my vocal chords strain form the volume of my voice. I took off into the sky, I just wanted to go home….I didn't want to see him ever again, he had hurt me in the worst way. However, I couldn't dismiss the rising doubt that had taken root in my mind. Was Trunks right? Did I have a dad? I felt my eyes burn slightly as a new onslaught of tears began to pour from my eyes, "Do I have a daddy?"

END OF FLASHBACK

"You're crying…." Chichi whispered and her voice brought me back to reality My head was swimming with the images. I gazed at my knee to see it had little spots on it. I touched the material to find it wet, that's when my mind finally registered Chichi's words…my hand instinctively went up to my cheek. It was wet. I was crying….what was wrong with me…..I chucked the two locket at her. She caught them just before they hit the floor; confusion was written plainly on her face.

"Compare the two…" I trailed off as I realized how my voice shook. Why?….I shut my eyes as a new sensation ran through my body….happiness….what? where? I knew another vision was going to come over me and for the first time, I accepted it.

FLASHBACK

…."Do I have a Daddy?" The door creaked open and a shadow appeared before me. I choked back a

sob, I couldn't let him see me like this. He sat down next to me and wrapped one arm around my

small shoulders.

"Xenia?" He questioned me softly, "Xenia, what's wrong?"

I didn't look at him, how could I? I was always known to be strong and here I was bawling my eyes out.

"How come Trunks has a daddy and I don't?" I managed to ask hoarsely. He stayed silent and I peeked at his face, "Gohan?"

There was an unreadable expression on his face and I followed his gaze to have it land on the wall. He just stared at it for those few moments, and then shook his head slowly. He gazed back down at me, a small smile forming on his lips.

"You do have a father Xenia…."

My eyes widened at his words, "But I've never seen him before."

Gohan moved his arm from around me and got up. He walked up to my door and motioned me to follow him. I slid off the edge keeping a firm grasp on the sheet in my hand. For some reason I didn't want to let it go…I followed him down the hall and into his room. I stopped in the doorway and watched him walk over to his dresser. He opened a drawer near the bottom and pulled out a large book. He turned and I got a better view of it, it was a photo album. He sat down on his bed and patted the spot beside him. I quickly made my way over and sat down; pulling the sheet over my head so that only my face was visibly.

"Gohan?"

Our eyes darted towards to the doorway to see Goten standing there, fidgeting with his hands nervously. I looked up at Gohan to see what his reaction would be. He just smiled and motioned Goten over. Goten eagerly obliged and was quickly by Gohan's side.

"I'm guessing you want to know the same…" It was more of a statement than a question. Goten nodded and pulled Gohan's sheets to himself, imitating my actions. A crack of thunder ripped through the silence causing us me to clutch onto Gohan's side in fear. He chuckled lightly, "You afraid of thunder?"

"Xenia hates thunder storms." Stated Goten indifferently, this fact not being new to him. Gohan looked from Goten back to me. He ruffled my hair and smiled again, "Don't worry, I'm here."

He shifted his attention to the thick album in his hands and traced the outside with his index finger. There were no words on it, only a golden outline of a rose. Gohan's voice broke through my minds, "Dad always loved this album. He loved the cover…." I found myself following Gohan's hands, fascinated with the fact that my dad could of touched it once before. Gohan rested his hand on the lip of the cover and took a deep breathe. He pulled it back to reveal numerous pictures that I had never seen before. He turned the pages slowly, telling us as much as he could about each one. We stopped on a small one. It had a tall man in it, who wore an oddly familiar orange and blue gi. He had one hand behind his head and goofy smile on his face. Goten pointed to the picture, "Who's that?"

Gohan paused, "…that's our dad."

We leaned over Gohan's lap and stared at the picture in amazement, "That's our father…" We repeated simultaneously.

"Yes….."

"Why isn't he here?" I asked.

Gohan hesitated slightly, "You see, our father was a very powerful man….he protected the entire planet throughout his whole life. He fought many battles to protect all of those who he cared for."

"But why isn't he here?" Goten asked this time.

"Please let me finish," said Gohan as he motioned us to be quiet, "5 years ago we fought a terrible monster named Cell. He tried to destroy the whole planet. After a while he realized he couldn't beat us and tried to self-destruct."

"Self-destruct?" I rolled the word over in my mouth, "What's that."

"…Ummm….how can I explain this to the two of you…uhhh….he blew himself up."

"Why?"

"If he did this, he would blow up the whole world too." Explained Gohan, "and dad had to use his instant transmission to teleport him and Cell away so that the world wouldn't expl-uh…blow up."

"Teleport?"

Gohan scratched his head, "Uh, it's like when you…well…lets say you concentrate on Capsule Corp and well, then you could be there."

"You could go there just by thinking about it?"

"Yep."

"Can you do it?"

"No, dad was the only one who could…."

END OF FLASHBACK

I came back to my senses to find myself laying on my side. My knees where pulled up to my chest tightly as Chichi rubbed my back reassuringly. What had happened? I sat up and pushed Chichi's hand away, "I'm alright."

"What happen-"

I placed my hand over her mouth and narrowed my eyes, "Don't…just don't…"

I moved back and rested against the cool wall behind me. The darkness of the room was oddly comforting, "So what do you think?"

Chichi looked up, knitting brows together, "Think off what?"

I rolled my eyes at her in annoyance. She had forgotten…. "The lockets?"

She opened her right palm and shifted them around with her thumb. She pulled her arm up and hooked the chains around her fingers. The locket itself slipped through her hand to hang before her face.

"It is the same as mine," she looked over at me, or more accurately in my general direction. The darkness hid me well, and I had no desire to show my face. Knowing its unconscious expressions would betray me. She wanted to see my reactions, "…almost…it looks more like the one Goku left for Xenia, except for the fact that yours is completely scratched up."

I watched with interest as she tried to open the clasp. After a minute or two of struggling with it she stopped and stared at in confusion. She was just about to try again when I decided to speak up, "Don't try it, again."

She peered up at me. I sighed, "It's sealed shut, " I thought back to when Turlus had first given it to me. "It won't open, trust me, I've tried."

"You couldn't open it?"

"Well If I REALLY tried to force it open, then it would probably break."

Chichi nodded, "Who gave it to you?"

I grabbed my locket from her raised hand and stared at the rose image on the cover.

"Turlus told me that my parents gave it to me when I was an infant."

She scooted closer to me, "What did he tell you about your parents?"

A strange feeling stirred within me, somewhere between sadness and guilt…I never knew why I felt guilt for what happened to them. Should I feel guilt?

"Turlus told me that they were killed by a race known as the Chlorbians."

"Turlus told you this?"

"Yes, along with who my father was and why I was here."

"What did he say?"

I hesitated, did I really want to tell her all this? "He told me that my parents left me here with him because they were afraid I would be killed by the Chlorobians. Since my parents died, I remained on the ship….he said that my father looked much like he himself did and that his name was Kakarrotto."

I watched Chichi's eyes widened after hearing the name, "Vegeta calls Goku…"

"Yes, I know…you told me earlier."

I smiled slightly, her expression amusing me. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and opened them to see that I was no longer in Chichi's cell…

FLSAHBACK

"Damn Kakarrotto, he always surpasses me…." I watched Vegeta continuously punch the air all the while mumbling to himself.

"I'm the one with the royal bloodline! Why is he, a third class warrior, stronger than me? Kakarrotto…."

"Vegeta?"

He didn't stop his work out and kept mumbling. I knew I was going to get an ear full from calling him this, but I wanted to ask him something, "Veggie-chan?"

His head instantly spun around, "What is it brat?!"

I ignored his harsh tone, "What is a Kakarrotto? Why do you hate it?"

He snorted in irritation, was it something I said? "I cannot believe you do not know your father's name…"

"I do know his name, it's Goku!"

He shook his head, "That is not his true name, girl. Goku is his Chikyuuian name, but Kakarrotto is his true saiyan name."

I cocked my head to the side, "Do I have a saiyan name too?"

Vegeta smirked in amusement at the question, "You already have one. It surprised me beyond belief that he had given you a saiyan name instead of one like your brothers'."

"Then what's my Chikyuuian name?"

"You don't have one."

"Why?"

A growl escaped his lips, "Your father was given a name on Vegetasei and one when he reached earth! You were only given one name and that was when you were born!"

"Do you hate my dad?"

"What?"

"Do you hate him? You always say bad things about him." Vegeta didn't answer and I felt tears well-up. How could someone hate my dad? I've always heard that he was a kind person.

"I…."Vegeta trailed off. "I don't hate him, I hate that he's more powerful."

I looked up at Vegeta, "You don't hate him?"

Vegeta frowned slightly, "No."

END OF FLASHBACK

I shook my head as the images faded away.

"Do you believe me?"

I looked up, where'd that question come from?

"Believe? Believe what?"

"Do you believe me? Do you believe what I've told you before?"

I thought back over everything. My visions, the similarities between me and this girl….., "I do believe you, sort of…..look I've formed a plan on what to do about Goku…" And I had….

"But-"

"Please, just listen to me. It could go either way, I only ask you not to ask me about it, because in the end I still have no idea of what I am going to do."

I got up and walked up to the door. I placed my hand on the handle and paused. What was I going to do? If I…a breathless cry escaped my lips as pain soared through my head. I leaned it against the door and heard Chichi approach me from behind.

"Xenia? Xenia what's wrong?"

I yanked the door open and staggered out into the hall, oh Vika! It just wouldn't go away! I looked up to see Chichi staring at me in the doorway. Concern evident in her eyes. I reach over and push the door, hearing it then slam into the doorway. I leaned my head back and slid down to the floor. Sweat began to pour down my face as my breath became more ragged. Images began to speed through my mind, never stopping….it was too much! I got up and ran down the hall blindly. I didn't care where I was going as long as I could get away from this pain. I suddenly ran into a solid object and fell back. I looked at the figure across from me. There face was hazy and the sweat that was falling into my eyes was not helping my vision. I wiped my forehead and tried to make it out…

"Xenia?" Came a familiar voice from the figure.

"Vasha?"

"Xenia, what's wrong with you?" She asked as she helped me up to my feet.

"Nothing, look I have to go." I pushed past her roughly and continued down the hall. I finally turned into the crimson hallway and slowed down. I walked only a few more steps till I collapsed. My body just couldn't hold me up anymore. Different emotions flooded my senses. Excitement, happiness, fear, anger, sadness, surprise ……each corresponding to the image that appeared. I covered my eyes with my right arm and watched as a whole different life played out before me. Except this life only took place from when I was 1 or 2 to when I was 7. Learning about my father. Being given my locket. Having picnics with Chichi, Gohan and Goten. Being teased by Trunks and Goten. Playing practical jokes on Vegeta and then getting grounded for them. Going fishing with Gohan. Learning how to cook with Bulma. Teaching myself the Instant Transmission. Playing with Krillian and Marron. Sparing with Trunks and Goten. Training sessions with Vegeta. Finding the cove underneath the waterfall. Finding out Goku was coming for the tournament. Painting Goku's portrait. Training with Goten, Gohan and Videl before the tournament. Getting sick the morning before. Turlus taking me away from my room. A red field with a dark crimson river. Turlus trying to coax me into helping him. A dark barren region filled with tornadoes. Then darkness…..my eyes snapped open and I lurched upward into a sitting position. Everything…everything I had ever known. It was all a lie, a huge demented lie created to manipulate me to HIS use. He had taken me away from my REAL family from my REAL friends. He made me murder millions of people for his own sickening pleasure. He had stripped away my childhood and my life. Turlus….and he was going to pay…..

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Xenia's memories are back!! Wonder what she has in store for Turlus……