Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Project 14 ❯ The Awakening ( Chapter 3 )
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By: diablos42069 
this goes a bit differenly than the first time i posted this chapter
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 613 | Status: Completed
this goes a bit differenly than the first time i posted this chapter
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.08.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 613 | Status: Completed
Project 14
A/N: Ok wow, I know, its been literally like, what a year or something? Haha, really sorry, and it wont happen again, i'm going to focus on this story and give it just as much attention as i do my other stories. I removed chapter 3 because I was extremely unhappy with it when i read it over. I decided to change things a bit. I believe it is for the better. This chapter should be a bit differnt, some will be left alone. But now, I've got a better picture of where I want this story to go. Hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 3
The Awakening
"So what's your take on all this madness" a small bald man with 6 dots on his forehead asked 18.
"I don't really have one. Besides, it's not like anyone cares about what the androids think"
"Your human too, they know that"
"Heh..." she smiled at him gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Krillin leaned back with his hands resting on the back of his head.
He was one of the 1st human projects. Unlike the androids, he never had any mechanical adjustments to him. He was just one of the first humans to take the treatment. Although it did make him stronger and made him able to controll his energy like the others, he was not strong enough to help in the fight against Freeza. So he didn't do much.
16 and 17 entered the room and flipped on the t.v. to the news. "We're on t.v." 17 said casually. They turned to the t.v. to see a blonde news reporter talking.
"And the search for project 14 continues. While the other Z fighters help fix up the ruble that is one of Capsle Corps. main buildings. Though it may take up to 2 years to fix the damage-"
"Two years? Lady... with us working on it, they'll start building tomorrow" Turles said as you could see 17 and 18 evaporating huge chunks of fallen buildings and broken machines.
"Heh... ahh well, there you have it-"
CLICK
"Who cares" 18 said as she turned off the t.v. and walked out the door.
"Sheesh, what's her problem?"17 asked after she left the room.
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WHAM
Piccolo crashed into the hard, metal ground. A bit of blood smeared his green skinned head as he growled and picked himself up. "It wont be that easy Goku!"
"Haha! Gimme all ya got!" Goku's shouts echoes throughout the huge square metal room. This was called the training room, made to take the hardcore fights.
"You asked for it! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" he screamed powerfully as he powered up and split into 2 seperate, yet completely identicle bodied. Both having the same dark green skin, and pointy ears.
Right when he went to charge Goku, the door opened and Bulma stepped in. "Hey guys, training time is up, we have to go now Goku"
"Awwwww man! But we're not done!" Goku whined.
Piccolo simply grunted and pulled himself back together. Then casually walked passed Bulma and out the door.
"Oh well" Goku sighed as he set his feet down on the ground.
"Cheer up Goku, I'll make you something good when we get home"
"You're going to cook?" he asked with a somewhat disgusted look on his face.
"HEY! What's wrong with my cooking?!"
"Everything" Goku said, sticking out his tongue.
"Ugh! Fine, I'll have the cooks make something"
Goku smiled at her as they walked to her car to drive home. Bulma sighed once she was on the freeway. The only thing she ever thought about was Vegeta now. "What's wrong B-chan?" Goku asked her.
"Oh nothing, Just thinking"
"About Vegeta?"
"Yeah... you know, you really did a number on him. He's been out for like a week"
"Well what was I supose to do? He was killing everyone!"
"Yeah... I know" Bulma sighed. Not another word was spoken the whole car ride home.
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Ding Dong Ding
Bulma grunted and rolled over in her sleep, not fully awakened by the sound of her doorbell ringing. It had been a month since Vegeta landed into her possession. Work had been horribly busy for her and Goku. Staying up all night and all day, barely getting any sleep. It had paid off though. Capsle Corp. was being rebuilt and all the machines fixed and/or replaced. She was almost dead to the world. She was thankful for the weekend off.
Ding Dong Ding
Almost.
She rolled over again, this time opening her eyes as she began to stretch.
Ding Dong Ding
"Can somebody PLEASE get that!!!" she raised her voice as loud as it could go. She sighed to herself as she sat up and rubbed her eyes tiredly. There was a soft knock at her bedroom door.
"Miss Briefs, there's someone here for you" she heard a soft gentle voice.
"Yeah no kidding Marron, who is it?"
"I believe it is your old boyfriend"
"What!" she jumped out of bed, "Tell him i'm not here!!"
"Ummm, I kind of already told him you were"
"UGH!" Bulma sighed as she threw on her clothes as fast as she could. Right as she was about to open the door, she stopped herself, checked herself out in the mirror, and fixed her hair a bit before continuing on her way. "He's not my boyfriend anymore Marron" was all she said as she walked passed her and to her living room where she knew Yamcha awaited her.
She felt her heart sink as she looked around the room, and yet she couldn't see Yamcha. She started to panic, immediately her thoughts wondering to what if Yamcha went wandering around the house and found Vegeta! That especially would not have been good since Yamcha was a reporter! "Marron, where did he go?" she asked worriedly as she passed her by, while searching for him.
"He should be in the living room, Miss"
Her eyes widened and she hurried over to Vegeta's room. She could feel hear heart pound in her chest as she saw Yamcha peeking into a room of Exactly what she didn't want him to see.
"What are you doing?!" she said, running up to the door and shutting it right in front of him.
"Who is that?" he asked.
"It's nobody, just an injured friend..." she said, grabbing him by his elbow and leading him into the living room.
She immediately let go of him once they reached her living room. She sighed as she looked at him. His long black hair matched the dangerous look that the large scar over his eye gave off. He was an extremely hansom man, to say the least. She had been with him for so long, she thought she loved him.
Her eyes went from looking into his, to the red rose petals of the rose he had in his hand. She rolled her eyes and snapped herself out of her emotional distraught.
"What do you want Yamcha" her voice was firm, almost without feeling.
"Baby, please, forgive me! I can't stop thinking about you. And while I was thinking I realized..." there was a pause.
"What?" Bulma asked, wanting to get this over with.
"I realized I can't live my life without you. I need you! I love you! And I want to marry you!" he said, pulling a box out of his pocket. Her eyes widened as he opened the box, revealing a large diamond ring. "Lets just put all this behind us. Please, I dropped that other bitch! I just want to be with you."
He waited for her response for what seemed like forever. The anticipation was eating him alive. "You" she spoke, Yamcha took a step closer to her. She looked deep into his eyes, and when he looked back into her's, he wasn't sure what he was seeing. It didn't take long for him to figure it out.
SLAP
She back-handed him hard across the face. "You think you can make everything better? You think I would ever WANT to marry someone like you! YOU'RE A JOKE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
"But Bulma, baby-"
"GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! Before I call Goku in here to throw you out!" She screamed murderously. He didn't need to be told THAT twice. He made a quick walk to the door. He paused right before walking out of it and looked back to her.
"That man, in your guest room. He's not really a friend, is he?" Her eyes widened slightly, but not saying a word, wondering what he thought was going on. He let out the remaining air in his lungs as he threw the rose down on the floor, and completely walked out the door.
She power walked to the door and slammed it as hard as she possibly could behind him. She breathed heavily, trying to calm herself down as she stared at the shut door. When she finally turned around, she saw Goku, just standing there, looking a bit frightened by the vein popping out on her forehead.
"What a way to wake up!" she yelled at him. He jumped a bit, almost as if it was directed at him and not to him. "Yeah..." he laughed a bit nervously.
"Goku, oh god Goku, I think he saw Vegeta..." her stature went faulty as her knees went weak and she dropped herself on her couch. "Oh my god! What are we going to do?!" she looked to him with tear filled eyes.
"I can't believe this. Yamcha is a reporter! He must have recognized him"
"Maybe, maybe not. Maybe he didn't get a real good look at him... He could just be thinking something else"
"I hope your right" she replied, biting her nails.
It still didn't quite settle with her. She was so worried that Yamcha possibly noticed who he was that she was now frantically trying to get ahold of her father, to tell him they needed to find a new place for Vegeta. She just knew that he saw Vegeta's face, and as soon as he realized who it was and call the police!
She snapped her phone shut and growled. "WHY AREN'T YOU PICKING UP!"
"Goku, I think we're going to have to do this ourselves. I know of a place, its not that far away. We'll take him there for a bit."
"Bulma stop" Goku grabbed her, she stopped what she was doing and looked into her eyes.
"Are you sure about all this? I mean, do you really think they are coming to get him?"
"I just... I've got a really bad feeling. I'm just following my instincts" She said as she pulled away from his grip and walked towards Vegeta's room. "I'm going to get him ready for transfer. I need you to go get my big van, out in the garage parking lot. It's the big black one. Key number 157, Hurry, go get it!" He simply nodded his head and ran in the other direction.
She walked as fast as she could to Vegeta's room. When she opened the door, she screamed. "Where is he?!" she ran up to the bed, looking in the empty spot that Vegeta should have been lying in. Before she even had the slightest clue as to what was going on, she was forcefully slammed into the wall beside her. At first, she didn't know what was going on, it all happened so fast. She tried to step away from the wall, but then she was forced back to it, this time, feeling something grip around her neck.
She blinked up and looked to the man who had her so easily at his mercy. "Vegeta!" she breathed as she looked deep into his black eyes. The moment he heard his name escape her lips, his anger filled expression softened, and he actually looked to who he had pinned to the wall. His grip on her neck loosened greatly, but he did not move.
Time seemed to stop at that second, when they stared into each other's eyes. His gaze was so intense, and yet, so confused and lost. She held her breath, wondering what he was going to do. "My name..." he said softly. "Yes!" Bulma replied, trying not to make any sudden movements. He must have just woken up only minutes before she had entered the room. He looked away from her, trying to think back... trying to remember.
"Please, let me go" Bulma asked.
"What have you been doing to me!" he asked angrily, his grip on her neck getting tighter. She gagged for air, trying to pry his fingers away. "I found you passed out on the river" she gagged out, "I've been trying to help you!"
He took away his hand from her neck and stepped away. Her hands flew to her neck as she inhaled deeply. "You-"
BOOM!
The door blew open as police surrounded the room, "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND! THIS IS THE POLICE! GET DOWN NOW! MOVE IT!"
Bulma instantly hit the floor, her hands held slightly above her with her eyes tightly closed shut. There weren't any gunshots fired, so she opened her eyes and the men surrounded her, helping her up and putting cuffs on her wrists. She looked around frantically, Vegeta wasn't anywhere to be seen!
"There's nothing in here but the girl, sir!"
"Search the house!"
They led her over to a chair and 2 cops watched her as the others searched the house. "Excuse me, am I in some sort of trouble?" she asked innocently.
"We had a tip that project 14 was at rest here. Is this true Ms Briefs? Have you been aiding and harboring a criminal?"
"I have done no such thing officer!!!"
"Well, the tip we got said he saw him sleeping in this very bed."
"Well, he was mistaken, I told him, it was my friend"
"Right... and where is this friend now?"
"He's ummm-"
"I'm right here officer!" Goku came into the room with a beaming smile. He winked to Bulma while the man wasn't looking.
"Goku-sama! It's.. I..." he was speechless. He stoped his questioning of Bulma and went right to Goku, and shook his hand. "It is an honor to meet you Goku. I can't believe I'm actually shaking your hand. Your the greatest hero that ever lived!" He praised.
Bulma giggled a bit silently. When people did this to Goku, he always got very uncomfortable.
"Ehehe, gee, thanks. What's going on officer? Is there a problem?"
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After allot of talking and the detective brown nosing Goku, they believed that Goku was the one sleeping in the bed, and not Vegeta.
"I guess it's a good thing he woke up. Incredible how he did just in time!" Bulma said to Goku, the next day.
"Yeah, but who knows what he's going to do now. He could be very dangerous."
"He didn't kill me..."
"But he killed many others..."
"That wasn't him"
"But do we know that for sure?" Goku replied back to her, taking a more serious voice. "I just don't want anyone else to die"
"Me neither Goku..."
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A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update! I know it's pretty short, but its allot allot better than the last 3rd chapter I had origonally posted in my opinion. Don't forget to Review!
Arianna
A/N: Ok wow, I know, its been literally like, what a year or something? Haha, really sorry, and it wont happen again, i'm going to focus on this story and give it just as much attention as i do my other stories. I removed chapter 3 because I was extremely unhappy with it when i read it over. I decided to change things a bit. I believe it is for the better. This chapter should be a bit differnt, some will be left alone. But now, I've got a better picture of where I want this story to go. Hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 3
The Awakening
"So what's your take on all this madness" a small bald man with 6 dots on his forehead asked 18.
"I don't really have one. Besides, it's not like anyone cares about what the androids think"
"Your human too, they know that"
"Heh..." she smiled at him gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
Krillin leaned back with his hands resting on the back of his head.
He was one of the 1st human projects. Unlike the androids, he never had any mechanical adjustments to him. He was just one of the first humans to take the treatment. Although it did make him stronger and made him able to controll his energy like the others, he was not strong enough to help in the fight against Freeza. So he didn't do much.
16 and 17 entered the room and flipped on the t.v. to the news. "We're on t.v." 17 said casually. They turned to the t.v. to see a blonde news reporter talking.
"And the search for project 14 continues. While the other Z fighters help fix up the ruble that is one of Capsle Corps. main buildings. Though it may take up to 2 years to fix the damage-"
"Two years? Lady... with us working on it, they'll start building tomorrow" Turles said as you could see 17 and 18 evaporating huge chunks of fallen buildings and broken machines.
"Heh... ahh well, there you have it-"
CLICK
"Who cares" 18 said as she turned off the t.v. and walked out the door.
"Sheesh, what's her problem?"17 asked after she left the room.
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WHAM
Piccolo crashed into the hard, metal ground. A bit of blood smeared his green skinned head as he growled and picked himself up. "It wont be that easy Goku!"
"Haha! Gimme all ya got!" Goku's shouts echoes throughout the huge square metal room. This was called the training room, made to take the hardcore fights.
"You asked for it! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" he screamed powerfully as he powered up and split into 2 seperate, yet completely identicle bodied. Both having the same dark green skin, and pointy ears.
Right when he went to charge Goku, the door opened and Bulma stepped in. "Hey guys, training time is up, we have to go now Goku"
"Awwwww man! But we're not done!" Goku whined.
Piccolo simply grunted and pulled himself back together. Then casually walked passed Bulma and out the door.
"Oh well" Goku sighed as he set his feet down on the ground.
"Cheer up Goku, I'll make you something good when we get home"
"You're going to cook?" he asked with a somewhat disgusted look on his face.
"HEY! What's wrong with my cooking?!"
"Everything" Goku said, sticking out his tongue.
"Ugh! Fine, I'll have the cooks make something"
Goku smiled at her as they walked to her car to drive home. Bulma sighed once she was on the freeway. The only thing she ever thought about was Vegeta now. "What's wrong B-chan?" Goku asked her.
"Oh nothing, Just thinking"
"About Vegeta?"
"Yeah... you know, you really did a number on him. He's been out for like a week"
"Well what was I supose to do? He was killing everyone!"
"Yeah... I know" Bulma sighed. Not another word was spoken the whole car ride home.
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Ding Dong Ding
Bulma grunted and rolled over in her sleep, not fully awakened by the sound of her doorbell ringing. It had been a month since Vegeta landed into her possession. Work had been horribly busy for her and Goku. Staying up all night and all day, barely getting any sleep. It had paid off though. Capsle Corp. was being rebuilt and all the machines fixed and/or replaced. She was almost dead to the world. She was thankful for the weekend off.
Ding Dong Ding
Almost.
She rolled over again, this time opening her eyes as she began to stretch.
Ding Dong Ding
"Can somebody PLEASE get that!!!" she raised her voice as loud as it could go. She sighed to herself as she sat up and rubbed her eyes tiredly. There was a soft knock at her bedroom door.
"Miss Briefs, there's someone here for you" she heard a soft gentle voice.
"Yeah no kidding Marron, who is it?"
"I believe it is your old boyfriend"
"What!" she jumped out of bed, "Tell him i'm not here!!"
"Ummm, I kind of already told him you were"
"UGH!" Bulma sighed as she threw on her clothes as fast as she could. Right as she was about to open the door, she stopped herself, checked herself out in the mirror, and fixed her hair a bit before continuing on her way. "He's not my boyfriend anymore Marron" was all she said as she walked passed her and to her living room where she knew Yamcha awaited her.
She felt her heart sink as she looked around the room, and yet she couldn't see Yamcha. She started to panic, immediately her thoughts wondering to what if Yamcha went wandering around the house and found Vegeta! That especially would not have been good since Yamcha was a reporter! "Marron, where did he go?" she asked worriedly as she passed her by, while searching for him.
"He should be in the living room, Miss"
Her eyes widened and she hurried over to Vegeta's room. She could feel hear heart pound in her chest as she saw Yamcha peeking into a room of Exactly what she didn't want him to see.
"What are you doing?!" she said, running up to the door and shutting it right in front of him.
"Who is that?" he asked.
"It's nobody, just an injured friend..." she said, grabbing him by his elbow and leading him into the living room.
She immediately let go of him once they reached her living room. She sighed as she looked at him. His long black hair matched the dangerous look that the large scar over his eye gave off. He was an extremely hansom man, to say the least. She had been with him for so long, she thought she loved him.
Her eyes went from looking into his, to the red rose petals of the rose he had in his hand. She rolled her eyes and snapped herself out of her emotional distraught.
"What do you want Yamcha" her voice was firm, almost without feeling.
"Baby, please, forgive me! I can't stop thinking about you. And while I was thinking I realized..." there was a pause.
"What?" Bulma asked, wanting to get this over with.
"I realized I can't live my life without you. I need you! I love you! And I want to marry you!" he said, pulling a box out of his pocket. Her eyes widened as he opened the box, revealing a large diamond ring. "Lets just put all this behind us. Please, I dropped that other bitch! I just want to be with you."
He waited for her response for what seemed like forever. The anticipation was eating him alive. "You" she spoke, Yamcha took a step closer to her. She looked deep into his eyes, and when he looked back into her's, he wasn't sure what he was seeing. It didn't take long for him to figure it out.
SLAP
She back-handed him hard across the face. "You think you can make everything better? You think I would ever WANT to marry someone like you! YOU'RE A JOKE! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
"But Bulma, baby-"
"GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! Before I call Goku in here to throw you out!" She screamed murderously. He didn't need to be told THAT twice. He made a quick walk to the door. He paused right before walking out of it and looked back to her.
"That man, in your guest room. He's not really a friend, is he?" Her eyes widened slightly, but not saying a word, wondering what he thought was going on. He let out the remaining air in his lungs as he threw the rose down on the floor, and completely walked out the door.
She power walked to the door and slammed it as hard as she possibly could behind him. She breathed heavily, trying to calm herself down as she stared at the shut door. When she finally turned around, she saw Goku, just standing there, looking a bit frightened by the vein popping out on her forehead.
"What a way to wake up!" she yelled at him. He jumped a bit, almost as if it was directed at him and not to him. "Yeah..." he laughed a bit nervously.
"Goku, oh god Goku, I think he saw Vegeta..." her stature went faulty as her knees went weak and she dropped herself on her couch. "Oh my god! What are we going to do?!" she looked to him with tear filled eyes.
"I can't believe this. Yamcha is a reporter! He must have recognized him"
"Maybe, maybe not. Maybe he didn't get a real good look at him... He could just be thinking something else"
"I hope your right" she replied, biting her nails.
It still didn't quite settle with her. She was so worried that Yamcha possibly noticed who he was that she was now frantically trying to get ahold of her father, to tell him they needed to find a new place for Vegeta. She just knew that he saw Vegeta's face, and as soon as he realized who it was and call the police!
She snapped her phone shut and growled. "WHY AREN'T YOU PICKING UP!"
"Goku, I think we're going to have to do this ourselves. I know of a place, its not that far away. We'll take him there for a bit."
"Bulma stop" Goku grabbed her, she stopped what she was doing and looked into her eyes.
"Are you sure about all this? I mean, do you really think they are coming to get him?"
"I just... I've got a really bad feeling. I'm just following my instincts" She said as she pulled away from his grip and walked towards Vegeta's room. "I'm going to get him ready for transfer. I need you to go get my big van, out in the garage parking lot. It's the big black one. Key number 157, Hurry, go get it!" He simply nodded his head and ran in the other direction.
She walked as fast as she could to Vegeta's room. When she opened the door, she screamed. "Where is he?!" she ran up to the bed, looking in the empty spot that Vegeta should have been lying in. Before she even had the slightest clue as to what was going on, she was forcefully slammed into the wall beside her. At first, she didn't know what was going on, it all happened so fast. She tried to step away from the wall, but then she was forced back to it, this time, feeling something grip around her neck.
She blinked up and looked to the man who had her so easily at his mercy. "Vegeta!" she breathed as she looked deep into his black eyes. The moment he heard his name escape her lips, his anger filled expression softened, and he actually looked to who he had pinned to the wall. His grip on her neck loosened greatly, but he did not move.
Time seemed to stop at that second, when they stared into each other's eyes. His gaze was so intense, and yet, so confused and lost. She held her breath, wondering what he was going to do. "My name..." he said softly. "Yes!" Bulma replied, trying not to make any sudden movements. He must have just woken up only minutes before she had entered the room. He looked away from her, trying to think back... trying to remember.
"Please, let me go" Bulma asked.
"What have you been doing to me!" he asked angrily, his grip on her neck getting tighter. She gagged for air, trying to pry his fingers away. "I found you passed out on the river" she gagged out, "I've been trying to help you!"
He took away his hand from her neck and stepped away. Her hands flew to her neck as she inhaled deeply. "You-"
BOOM!
The door blew open as police surrounded the room, "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND! THIS IS THE POLICE! GET DOWN NOW! MOVE IT!"
Bulma instantly hit the floor, her hands held slightly above her with her eyes tightly closed shut. There weren't any gunshots fired, so she opened her eyes and the men surrounded her, helping her up and putting cuffs on her wrists. She looked around frantically, Vegeta wasn't anywhere to be seen!
"There's nothing in here but the girl, sir!"
"Search the house!"
They led her over to a chair and 2 cops watched her as the others searched the house. "Excuse me, am I in some sort of trouble?" she asked innocently.
"We had a tip that project 14 was at rest here. Is this true Ms Briefs? Have you been aiding and harboring a criminal?"
"I have done no such thing officer!!!"
"Well, the tip we got said he saw him sleeping in this very bed."
"Well, he was mistaken, I told him, it was my friend"
"Right... and where is this friend now?"
"He's ummm-"
"I'm right here officer!" Goku came into the room with a beaming smile. He winked to Bulma while the man wasn't looking.
"Goku-sama! It's.. I..." he was speechless. He stoped his questioning of Bulma and went right to Goku, and shook his hand. "It is an honor to meet you Goku. I can't believe I'm actually shaking your hand. Your the greatest hero that ever lived!" He praised.
Bulma giggled a bit silently. When people did this to Goku, he always got very uncomfortable.
"Ehehe, gee, thanks. What's going on officer? Is there a problem?"
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After allot of talking and the detective brown nosing Goku, they believed that Goku was the one sleeping in the bed, and not Vegeta.
"I guess it's a good thing he woke up. Incredible how he did just in time!" Bulma said to Goku, the next day.
"Yeah, but who knows what he's going to do now. He could be very dangerous."
"He didn't kill me..."
"But he killed many others..."
"That wasn't him"
"But do we know that for sure?" Goku replied back to her, taking a more serious voice. "I just don't want anyone else to die"
"Me neither Goku..."
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A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update! I know it's pretty short, but its allot allot better than the last 3rd chapter I had origonally posted in my opinion. Don't forget to Review!
Arianna