Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ TOSOV (THE OTHER SIDE OF VEGETA) ❯ CHANGE OF HEART ( Chapter 2 )

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CHAPTER II:

CHANGE OF HEART

The next day, Trunks prepared his sister, Bura, to go to the Carnival. Ever since she entered the world and Trunks first laid eyes on her, he loved her. He could remember the day of her birth as if it had just happened. Vegeta had brought her to CC not soon after she had been born. She was a beautiful infant and very warm. Vegeta had let fourteen-year old Trunks hold the baby while he prepared a gallon of formula for the tot.

"Hey, dad. So, this is the little chimp, huh? Good job. What'll we name her?" Trunks had asked his dad.

"Well, knowing that woman and her mother, it'll probably be another piece of clothing to further humiliate me and deny you both your Saiyan birthright. But since you're with your brother, Trageta, and me at the moment, I think I'll call you Cilvanti," Outusan Vegeta had smiled a real smile at the baby who had cooed like a dove at the name.

Trunks smiled every time Outusan had addressed the young boy as Trageta, not quite his namesake but close enough. Trunks could not have been happier and the baby was well pleased with the name Outusan had given her.

"She's so small, dad. I like her. Look, she's got a tail! I wonder if had a tail when I was born," Trunks sighed,
his tone sad.

"Your mother had it removed not soon after you were born. Cilvi was too much to give birth too, and left that woman so weak, she didn't even know her own name. I gave the bitch some energy then went to see our baby, checked her over and brought her here. We'll watch her until the woman is strong enough for the job," Outusan had said.

If Trunks hadn't known better, he would have sworn his
Outusan was softening. Well, watching the way he handled Cilvanti, was a good indication that the rough, tough, hard hearted Prince of all Saiya-jin did indeed have a heart buried behind that stony exterior.

"Hey, Trageta, we goin' or not?" Bura (Cilvanti) broke into his reverie. She spoke in their Outusan's native tongue.

Trunks shook himself back to reality. "Huh? Oh, yeah. I was just thinkin' about when dad brought you home from the hospital and we took care of you until the woman could do her job. Dad took care of you for three months and he wasn't a jerk like Bulma always says he is. He loved you straight up and I loved watching him take care of you. When Bulma came out of the hospital, I had to take over so dad could go back to work. He knew Bulma would never let him train you like he was training me. But enough of that, let's go," Trunks smiled at his sister who looked so much like their mom but was more like Outusan than Trunks himself was and he was the prince's exact double with lavender hair.

"Daddy's amazing! I love him so much. I wish I were a little older so I could marry him. Hey, that's it! Why don't
we...!"

"No, I know where you're goin' and it's not a good idea. I know even dad wouldn't want you to make such a wish! Besides, I like you the way that you are, chimp! Does she know your tail grew back?"

"She'd freak! I like freakin' momma maxima prime out! You gonna let your tail grow back?" Cilvanti asked as the two went to wait for Gohan, his wife Videl and their daughter Pan, and Goku's youngest son and Trunks' best friend, Goten. Trunks had nodded in response to her question of regaining his tail.

Bulma had gone off to work early that morning and Vegeta Outusan still lay unconscious. Bura asked her brother to take her to see Vegeta before they left and he did as he, too, wanted to see his elder before they left.

"I'm going to the Carnival, now daddy! You hurry up and get well so we can train. Mr. Humizu, your partner, called and I told him about your accident and that you wouldn't be able to work for awhile. He understood and said to get well soon so we can get back to business. I love you, daddy. Take care. I'll bring you something from the Carnival," and with that Bura went off with her brother.

In his unconscious state, Vegeta had heard every word his baby had uttered and responded. 'I love you and Trageta, too, honey. Be good and obey. Thanks for telling Humizu about my accident,' the prince said telepathically.

Out of everyone he knew, the only people who seemed to be attuned to him were his children, and admittedly, so were Goku, Gohan, Goten, Piccolo and even the man he worked with, Emanu Humizu, and Emanu's niece, Ceraina, his blast partner, whom he'd not seen since Cilvi's first birthday. There were others but for protection sake, he could not acknowledge them on this planet. Outside of them, no one else understood him. Definitely not that woman he lived with and had the kids with and she was one being he did not wish to understand him. It was not surprising that the children were so bonded to him. From the very first moment his eyes spied Cilvanti and his arms first held her, he knew he wanted nothing other than his two heirs, along with all his other offspring scattered throughout the universe, beside him wherever this existence took him. In the regen tank, Vegeta's being was opened and receptive and he witnessed images and experienced feelings which he only let surface around very few beings on the planet. Bulma was not one of them.

In his mind, images played like movies and he was seeing himself in Bulma's hospital room after she had delivered the baby. As with Trunks' birth, he hadn't been there to assist her in anyway and she had to rely on her old friends to lean on. When Vegeta had finally showed himself, he found Yamcha, Chichi and Goku in the room.

"Where the hell have you been? This is the second time she's nearly died trying to birth your offspring, Mr. Saiyan Prince! She's just barely alive now, but you don't care! You are such a selfish pig!" Chichi screamed and went to slap Vegeta across the face but thought better of the action. "C'mon, Goku, let's go home!" Chichi ordered and Goku meekly followed.

If there was one thing that turned Vegeta's stomach and sent a chill down his rigid spine, it was seeing the way the mighty Saiyan warrior kowtowed to that bitch of a wife of his, but then Chichi was no mere woman! She was the strongest woman on Earth and had once fought against Goku in the World Martial Arts Tournament. Vegeta
knew that's what Bulma had desired out of him, but she was nothing compared to Chichi. During the height of pleasure when Vegeta would have flipped into SSJ form, he had to fight to control the urge or he would have killed the woman. It was hard enough to realize that every time she produced one of his offspring into the world her life
force was being drained. Now, Vegeta approached Bulma's bedside, told Yamcha to leave if he knew what was good for him then proceeded to share energy with the mother of his children.

"You'll be all right, woman, I'll see to that! I'm sharing energy with you. You have my two young warriors to raise,
although I will still be training Trunks and will train the new baby when it gets older," Vegeta had stated in a calm voice as he placed his hands over Bulma and a blue-white light emitted from his palms.

After some time, Bulma began to stabilize. Her breathing became steady and easier and her color began to turn from grey-blue to yellow-beige.

If he hadn't of witnessed it, he would not have believed it. "So he does have some compassion in that stone heart of his for another being besides himself! I've got your number now, Prince High and Mighty!" Yamcha said to himself as he had peered into Bulma's room while Vegeta was in process of sharing energy. Yamcha ducked away when he saw Vegeta straighten and head to the door.

"You utter one word about what you just witnessed, and I'll have your guts for lunch and send the rest of you to another dimension!" Vegeta hissed through clenched teeth as he made his way to the nursery. Yamcha reentered Bulma's room to be with her.

After seeing Bulma was resting comfortably, Vegeta went to locate the baby. That was not hard. Its cry echoed down the hallway and propelled the Saiyan prince towards it. This was the very reason why Saiyan dads stayed away from home during the infant's first year or so of life. The noise they emitted was matched only by the woman's screaming and moaning. Moreover, Vegeta had made his way to the nursery and saw the nurses having a time with a very uncontrollable, unhappy and probably very hungry baby, whose little blue tail showed from under its blanket. Vegeta folded his arms across his chest, stroked his familiar wide leg pose and spoke in his native language. Amazingly, the baby's cries calmed down to a whimper.

"Thank you! I was going crazy trying to control her! I pity her parents when they get her home! Her strength is incredible! One of the highest I've ever seen in an infant! She must be part something other than human," a nurse holding the baby said.

Vegeta just happened to have a scouter with him. He attached it to his handsome face, pressed the buttons then read the numbers. "Stupid bitch, she's broken it! These numbers are not right!" The prince held his arms out and indicated he wanted to hold the bundle, which the nurse gladly relinquished. "You're powerful, y'know that, little lady? You'll be SSJ before long and even I won't be able to control you!" Vegeta smirked down at the infant, forgetting the presence of the nursing staff. The baby nestled in the prince's arms and began to breathe gently, a good indication that she was asleep. "Clean her up, I'm taking her with me," the prince said in a tone that meant action and he went to hand the baby back to the nurse, who recoiled in fear. Vegeta laughed: a complete, maniacal, wicked sound that shook the air. "Afraid of her? Well you should be. This little one's
power at the moment is on the scale of an atomic bomb and very unstable! Her mother is resting easily, so I'll take the brat with me."

"Who are you?" a young charge nurse asked in a challenging voice but then noticed the 'belt' wrapped around Vegeta's waist was exactly like the baby's. "You're the daddy? What manner of being are you?"

"Vegeta no Ouji, Vegetasei, Prince of all Saiya-jin. I'll care for this brat until her mother can do so," the prince stated, turned then left to locate a stairwell in which he could use the IT trick he had picked up from Kakarrot (Goku).

Vegeta had ITed to Capsule Corporation where his fourteen-year old son waited anxiously to greet them. "Hey,
dad! So, this is the little chimp, huh? Good job! What'll we name her?" Young Trunks Vegeta had met his dad, who carried the baby to the guestroom in which he slept.

Bulma had put him out of the bedroom not too long ago when he had missed her birthday. He had told her the reason was because he had been off planet on a destruction site and that what did he care about her getting another year older. That night however, he had tried to make it up to her, but she had gone out with Chichi and Goku. He had left a gift for her, but found it the next day near the trash. That was one wound to his heart that hadn't yet healed and probably never would. No matter how he tried to please her, she always found something wrong or she compared him to her 'weakling' friends. The gift he had given her that night was a gold neck chain, nothing fancy, no charm or anything. He took the gift; re wrapped it, then put it in a safe place in the Gravity Chamber. From that
day onward, he vowed never to present her with anything remotely resembling a gift. Towards her, he acted colder and more distant than he had in the early stages of their union.

Notwithstanding, Vegeta and his namesake stood in the guestroom, which the prince had prepared for the new arrival. He was thankful that Ma Briefs was a sentimental dolt and kept all of young Vegeta's old baby furniture and things. Handing the baby to his son, Outusan Vegeta had proceeded to fix a gallon bottle of formula for the infant.

"Bathe her while I do this. I think I heard your grandmother, so ask her to assist you. Later, you and I will go out
and get the necessities she's gonna need," the prince spoke in Saiyago, not looking up from what he was doing.

Young Vegeta took his sister and went to locate grandma while Outusan made things ready. Vegeta told himself that he would not, under any circumstances torture his children the way he had been when he was a chimp on Vegetasei. Oh, he knew in the royal household, that was the way and that the Saiya-jin were a ruthless and cold-hearted race of aliens, but they had all been exterminated. Now, it was Kakarrot and himself as the only pure ones of the race, and if showing a little love and affection was what gave both Gohan and Goten their incredible strength, then his highness would swallow his pride and open his heart just enough to admit his children. After all, when it all came down to it, those two and three others off planet, were all that really mattered. Trageta soon returned with a not so agreeable brat who seethed at her nap having been interrupted. Outusan shook his head, took the baby from her brother, then proceeded to put a diaper and a pair of pajamas on her, all the while he sung a tune in Saiyago. Trunks stood transfixed! Outusan, singing? And what a voice! Man, it was like an angel's sigh. No one would believe the kid if he ever mentioned his dad singing a lullaby. Outusan's voice was a rich baritone that reminded the young teen of melted dark chocolate crème and could be easily compared with the quality of Michael Bolton or Kenny Loggins.

"Get ready for bed," Vegeta instructed his son, who jumped into action.

A few minutes later, Trunks stood in the door of Outusan Vegeta's room. The prince was lying on the bed with the baby beside him, holding the gallon milk jug.

"Well, don't just stand there, close the door and get in on the other side of your sister," Vegeta had said and the boy
jumped onto the bed.
" So, what'll we call her dad?" Trunks repeated his question from earlier as he fingered her little tail.

"Well, knowing your mother and grandmother, they'll name her after another piece of unmentionable clothing to further humiliate me and deny the two of you your Saiyan birthrights. But, since you're gonna be with Trageta and I for awhile, little one, until that woman takes over, I think I'll call you Cilvanti," Outusan Vegeta smiled down at the nearly sleeping infant who tried to give a coo sound but the bottle was still in her mouth. Outusan removed the object and said the name again. The baby laughed and cooed in joy, which meant that she was pleased with her name.

From that day and for the first three months of Cilvanti's existence, Outusan Vegeta would take the baby from the hospital-the staff gave him leave to do as he pleased-then go off planet with both his children to a planet he had help to develop. That planet was the same planet he had gone off to prepare nine years earlier after the unfortunate accident following the Water Carnival. The planet was called Minerva where Vegeta had become good friends with the local populace and royalty, and he was not inhibited when it came to just relaxing. Unlike on Earth where his motives would surely be questioned by both Bulma and Chichi. The Z Sensi-the guys-knew better than to dive too deeply into his psyche. Notwithstanding, he had a vested interest in Planet Minerva as he had fought single handedly to defend the Planet from Frieza's still existing Space Pirates. Although the evil lizard tyrant was dead, there were many planets the Saiya-jin had conquered for the Icejin that still gave their allegiance to that cold-hearted piece of trash. Mental note, Vegeta: acquire all f Frieza's planets for yourself and the kids to start a new empire.

Vegeta continued this routine for three months until one Saturday morning the three of them entered the hospital and landed right in the middle of a war. The moment the three of them had entered the hallway of the maternity ward, Bulma could be heard screeching her head off.

"If that monster's done anything to hurt my baby, I'll cut off his monkey tail and feed it to him for breakfast along with his loins!" was heard down the hall. "Find my baby now! I didn't go through fifty hours of labor just so that arrogant, self-serving, loudmouth, overbearing, alien asshole could take my child away from me either to kill her or worse yet, to eat her!"

"Ms. Briefs, calm down. I've met your husband and I've seen him with the baby and he's nothing like what you're saying! He handles Cilvanti as if she were the most precious gem in the universe. I watch him from behind a two way mirror. If you could see the way he acts with that baby, you'd sing a different tune, miss lady!" the nurse chided Bulma, her tone one full of admiration.

"We are not talking about the same monkey tailed bastard who threatened to blow up the Earth nearly twenty years ago! What kind of hospital would allow a maniac to gain hold of a newborn baby without questioning his motives? I swear security in this place stinks!" Bulma droned on.

Vegeta held the baby close as if he were protecting her from a wild animal. Well, in his mind, he was, it was the child's own mother. "Here, Trageta, take your sister and go see your mother," Outusan Vegeta handed the baby to Trunks.

"Look, here comes Nurse Amy, maybe she can help," the young teen suggested as he saw the charge nurse of the nursery exit Bulma's room.

"Amy!" Vegeta hissed in a whisper.

"Vegeta, thank God! She's crazy! She woke up, demanded to see the baby and went insane when I told her that the baby was with her dad," Amy replied also in a whisper.

"That was supposed to be a secret! Never mind, here, take the brat to that maniacal bitch before I blast her six ways from Sunday! I gotta go to work," Outusan said in a hard voice. He turned to Trunks. "If she's well enough to be rantin' and moanin', they may release her. In that case, I won't be home for a while, so I'll ask Gohan or Kakarrot to train you until my return. Remember everything you've seen me do as far as Cilvi's care. Bulma will have a time of it as it is because the baby's not bonded with her. After three months, a Saiyan baby develops a strong bond to its
nurturer. I had a strong bond with my mother as this one has with us. Cilvi's bonded to us, so the little one's gonna be looking for one of us. You don't have to sing to her, but just keep her temper under control. She's a powder keg until I can actually train her to control herself. Be good, and I'll bring you something back. I may miss Christmas again this year, but it can't be helped. The more I stay away from Bulma, the better chance I have to keep my own power in check. I love you and give Cilvi a kiss for me," Outusan hugged his son, then ITed out of the hospital and back to CC to prepare for work.

His assignment was to clear away a planet in the Orion Galaxy and as he had told Trunks, he would most likely be away until after the holiday, but he would definitely bring his children back something. The trip to the planet had taken him ten Earth days to reach, so he had time to play on the computer. Possessing an above Genius IQ, Vegeta was a computer whiz kid, so he developed a CD-ROM game, which he entitled, 'Vegetasei Defeats Frieza'. He wrote the game in Saiyago, his native tongue. Before going to his assignment, Vegeta stopped by his favorite planet, Minerva, dropped off the demo disk he had burned the game onto along with schematics for a model he had drawn, then he left for Orion.

Other images played through his mind and one in particular that had happened four years ago. Young Trageta had graduated high school, at 15 years of age and Vegeta had hired his son on as his assistant blaster and planet defender.
The two of them, along with a team of twenty of Vegeta's fellow workers, had been off planet battling to take control of one of Frieza's former strongholds and after many grueling days had finally procured the planet's allegiance. Of course, Prince Vegeta was a very persuasive negotiator. He wanted it, he took it, no questions, or the opposition wound up in the next dimension. Young Trageta was slowly becoming dad's clone as his Saiyan blood began to pound in his veins with a thirst for battle, power and destruction, which made his dad proud. Nonetheless, after the two had celebrated their victory with the prince's friends on Planet Minerva and Outusan and son had done some shopping, the two princes headed back to earth. It was three days after the Earth holiday of Christmas-which was still an enigma to the elder Saiyan prince, who had yet to grasp the reason behind the whole gift giving thing-when the two had touched down in a forested area outside of West City. It was nothing for the elder Vegeta to miss holidays and celebrations, it just was not in him to be festive with others gawking and staring at him as if they were
waiting for him to make a mistake so that they could laugh at him and embarrass him. That was the thought that kept him from enjoying the holidays here on Earth.

However, Bulma seemed to hold holidays, birthdays, anniversaries and other such things as sacred and to miss one, he found out, was like breaking all 10 of God's Commandments in one minute-or worse-and this was another holiday Outusan had missed in along string. Well, why ruin a good track record, huh? Only this year, his son had committed the crime with him and the minute the two men had stepped into CC, they had to dodge objects that seemed to have become projectiles aimed at their heads. It was a good thing they had stopped by the Grav Room to put the packages away they had purchased on Minerva or they would not have been able to catch all the objects being hurled in their direction.

"What the hell's your beef, woman? Get a grip on yourself!" elder Vegeta had yelled.

"What's my beef? My beef, as you call it, is that you not only missed Christmas, but you also made my son miss it as well! Trunks never missed a holiday until he started exploring the universe with you! Do you know what a time I had trying to explain to Bura why her brother and her dad had both missed the biggest holiday in a child's life? Don't answer that! I have had it up to my eyeballs with your non-caring, out for #1 attitude! That child for some
unknown reason dotes on you and she was heartbroken when she didn't see anything from you under the tree! And trying to tell her what a heartless, self-serving ass you are just fell on deaf ears! I refuse to put up with this any longer! I want you out of here! I never want you to step one foot on my property or fly into my air zone ever
again! Now get out of here before I find some way to kill you!" Bulma screamed loud enough to rival a 9.9 earthquake.

Both Trunks and Vegeta had been so stunned that neither could move or think straight for a full minute, then Prince Vegeta asked, "M-may I see my daughter?"

"Your daughter?" Bulma laughed in a scornful manner. "Since when? You're never around and when you are you
and Trunks are training till all hours of the week! I've have had it with you constantly destroying the Gravity Chamber, praising Bura when I have punished her for something wrong and just because of you yourself! No, Vegeta, its about time she learned that I'm her mother and what I say goes. Not you! Just get outta here and leave us
alone!" Bulma shouted and the prince had no choice but to comply before he did something just ten years ago he would not have regretted.

Although he was deeply hurt, Vegeta would not show it. With his head held high, the prince left the main complex of CC and went to the Grav Room. He couldn't believe...No, wait a minute, yes he could, very easily. She was Bulma Briefs, wealthiest bitch in the world and she could do any damned thing she wanted. She said he couldn't see his baby girl and to leave them alone. That alone tore him to shreds. He just couldn't do that! That little tyke meant the world to him and he loved her as he knew his own mother had loved him but they had to keep those emotions hidden from all eyes, especially the king and Frieza's. Oh, Vegeta loved his son just as much, but
Bura Cilvanti Vegeta was very special. Maybe it was because he had nurtured her during her first three months of life. Maybe he saw in his baby girl his own long dead sister...Kayla! Now, why had he suddenly thought of his sister whom he had loved to no end? His mind dwelled on that thought and he saw himself as the five year old prince back in the royal palace of Vegetasei. He had completed his lessons earlier than scheduled so he ventured to an area used for the delivery of babies where he had picked up the queen's energy level on his scouter. She was in terrible pain and crying out for help.

"Mommarissa, why are you crying? Is it the babies? Are they coming?" he had asked the queen who was sweating profusely. The queen's name had been Sunrissa and she was not only one of the most beautiful women in the Saiyan race, but also the strongest. The young prince found it very hard to be stern and cruel like the king, especially towards such a vision. However, the prince felt that was just in public and suspected that the king had deeper feelings for the queen than he allowed himself to show.

"O-oh, my prince, I hurt so badly. The medics won't give me medicine for the pain," she said between clenched teeth.

Chibi Vegeta jumped onto the queen's bed, stretched out his hands, closed his eyes and let white-blue light flow from his hands. The young prince spoke soothingly in his mother's ear as he encouraged her that she could deliver the babies-he had sensed the queen would deliver more than one child. The medic attending her majesty positioned himself to catch the infants as they passed out of the birth canal. Sunrissa, that night, had delivered an identical pair of fraternal twins, a boy and a girl whom the young prince named Kale and Kayla. He had fallen in love with both of them and grew closer to the queen as well. During the nurturing early days of the twins' lives, Chibi Vegeta would assist the queen in their care. When she had completed the feeding of one child, Vegeta would take the infant and lull it to sleep. Sometimes the prince would fall asleep himself on the floor usually beside his sister. Sunrissa
could never bring herself to wake her eldest one, so she let him sleep. Even though she knew that once Emperor/King Vegeta had gotten wind of his heir showing any form of emotion and assisting her with the twins, the ruthless tyrant would go ballistic and all but kill the child and accuse him of being weak. Something that Vegeta was not and could have easily beaten his male parent into the ground if the child hadn't been so afraid of his own Outusan and his incredible power.'With a parent like that, it's amazing I survived at all! He nearly killed me the following day during that torture he referred to as training. Then, he'd allowed that lizard tailed spawn from the
seven hells of Vegetasei to take me for training. I was only ten years then-according to earth years, much younger in Saiya-jin. Oh, Mommarissa, I miss you and the twins so much. Think of me in whatever dimensions you all are in,' Vegeta thought to himself, his mind returning to the incident four years ago after Christmas.

Vegeta had slowly left the complex and headed right for the Gravity Room where he and young Vegeta (Trunks) had placed a large amount of packages they had brought with them. The prince entered the room and walked around. He smirked to himself. He'd never see this place again and wouldn't be able to spar with his namesake. Thank God, young Vegeta (Trunks) was developing his own mind and personality. The prince himself had been with the young man since the child took his first step so he definitely had a strong influence on the youth. However, Trageta had picked up a lot of the side of Vegeta no one knew actually existed-except the kids-and his highness did let the younger exhibit those less harsh qualities while the elder turned his back, so to speak. Thus, Vegeta had walked around the chamber telling himself that he'd be damned if he was gonna allow that scatter brained, weak as water Earth female destroy his daughter and turn her into a clone of herself! It was bad enough that the child at one year of age was showing strong signs of being her mother's twin, a fact he had come to live with. He hoped that the bitch wouldn't deny the child her Saiyan heritage the way Chichi tried to do with Gohan during his childhood.

"Daddy!" a small voice cooed and carried like a birdsong on the wind into the chamber.

"Hey, dad, you in here?" Trunks' voice sounded.

Vegeta had to clear his throat as a lump had formed in it. "Yeah, c'mon in!" he called and the kids entered. The prince looked up from a pretend study of the Gravity Machine and met the eyes of his little angel. Well, that's all it had taken to bring whatever wall Vegeta had barricaded his heart behind to come crashing
down with an audible sound in his Saiyan ears. With a strained cry of pain from years of built up emotion, Vegeta Outusan fell to his knees to drown in the sorrow and heartache of the thought of being cruelly separated from his children.

"Dad!" Trunks ran and grabbed Outusan and Bura was right beside him.

"Daddy! I'll kill the bakayaro who did this to you!" she had declared as the two hugged him as tightly as he was hugging them. At that moment, the trio detected another energy level.

"Uncle Kakarrot, now is not a good time to be here! Go away! We'll spar with you another day!" Trunks requested in a harsh manner, as the other energy they had sensed belonged to the legend incarnate, Super Saiyan.

"My God, Vegeta, what happened? I've never seen you like this!" Goku remarked as he entered the chamber and neared the trio cautiously.

"Uncle Kakarrot, dad's very upset and you're presence is not helping! You know what a private being dad is, and being seen like this is..." Bura let the sentence die. She had turned a year old not too long before the holiday, but she looked and acted much older as she tried to comfort her grief stricken parent.

"I wanna help him, but he won't let me or any one else into his world except for you two. I wish he'd let us be friends, after all, we are the only two pure Saiya-jin left in existence," Goku sighed, he himself ached in his heart for the stubborn high born Saiyan. Ever since their first encounter, Goku had wanted to be friends with his prince. The Super Saiyan turned to leave.

"All right, all right! But if I hear word that you witnessed me in such a state of weakness, I'll send your heart to one
dimension and your body to another!" the prince hissed through his tears.

"Fair. I won't even fight back," Goku conceded then knelt beside Vegeta.

The prince swallowed, wiped his onyx colored eyes and opened his mouth to relate what had transpired, but found that nothing came out. He was at a complete loss for words. How could he tell Kakarrot that his lifelong friend was the cause for bringing the tough warrior-who was really a marshmallow on the inside-to this state of despair? Vegeta dropped his head.

"I-I can't! You've known her since you were five years of age and she's both you and your wife's best friend. I don't want to be the cause of a break up," Vegeta went to get up from his spot but Goku stopped him.

"It's Bulma, isn't it? What'd she do?" he warrior asked, knowing Bulma could be worse than Chichi in high gear.

Vegeta turned his head, then bit down on another onslaught of tears. "Sh-she told me to leave and that I-I-" he couldn't bring the words out of his mouth or the fact passed his tongue.

"You're kidding me? Doesn't she know how you took care of Bura during her first three months of life, while she recovered in the hospital?" Goku asked and received a sharp look from the black watery depths of Vegeta's eyes.

"H-how did you know?" Vegeta asked, his sorrow giving way to anger and surprise that another being knew he had
softened enough to take care of a 'helpless' infant.

"I picked up your chiis each time you came in with her. She's a powerhouse and I'm sure she makes you proud," Goku smiled at the tyke.

"Yeah. Whatever. I'll never know," Vegeta sighed as his sorrow subsided and he regained a little self-control.

"You mean she won't let you see us? Ever? That's not fair! I gotta see you! Who's gonna train me?" Trunks had
begun to lose it, then he dropped his lavender head as he said, "and you're my best friend next to Goten."

Bura, on the other hand, took a more direct approach. She just blasted out a far wall of the chamber. The cry that had left her lungs, under other circumstances, would have made Outusan proud.

"Why, daddy? She's so mean I-

"Cilvi, no. Don't say it! She's your mother. No, I'd better go, but I don't know where," Vegeta shook his head.

"I'll help you look," Goku offered, but Vegeta didn't respond but had gotten up to retrieve a set of capsules.

"Hey, you two better get in before she comes looking for you. Daddy will find someplace to crash. Oh, here, these are for you guys. Happy whatever holiday I missed," Vegeta handed the kids the capsules that when they were popped unleashed ten gifts for each child.

"Oh, wow! Thanks dad!" the kids chorused as they tore the wrappings off of the presents.

Goku stood amazed. Vegeta giving gifts! Unheard of, but then ever since Bura came into his life, the prince had been changing. Once the gifts had been unwrapped, the kids were amazed at what they had been given. Aside from the usual clothing items, there were four playable gifts. For Trunks, who was fifteen, his playthings were four CD-ROM games with Saiya-jin titles.

"Wow, dad, where did you get these? They're not from Earth, I can tell," young Vegeta remarked as he looked at the
first game entitled 'Vegetasei Defeats Frieza.'

"Unless, I can sell the ideas to the vid game moguls on this planet, the only place to get them will be on Minerva,"
Vegeta Outusan remarked in a slow, casual manner. "Just six thousand exist now, but the Minervans are working on more for a mass market."

"Cool! I can't wait to show Goten! He's gonna be so green!" the boy snickered.

"No, he's not. Here, Kakarrot," Vegeta said and handed a capsule that contained gifts to Goku who took it with
hesitant hands and he regarded Vegeta as if that particular alien had just landed on Earth. "Well, take it, it's not gonna bite! They're just gifts for cryin' out loud," Vegeta nearly hissed.

Goku took hold of the capsule. "T-thanks. Are you sure you're feeling ok? I-I mean you giving instead of taking
is...Unreal!"

"Yeah, whatever, just never tell anyone where they came from or I will be forced to hurt you!" Vegeta's tone returned to its hard as steel edginess.

Cilvanti had opened her gifts and was about the happiest toddler in West City. To her, Vegeta had given a doll made in her exact image with black hair, black eyes and a tail, baby doll clothes and a crib to lay her in. "Oh, daddy, she's beautiful! She looks just like me!" the baby marveled as she cradled the doll.

"I had her modeled after you, baby. I wanted the gifts for the two of you to be very special so that you won't forget me or think of me as the heartless monster your mother's convinced that I am," Vegeta remarked with a tinge of hurt and shook his head to try and hide it.

Bura-chan put her arms around Vegeta's neck. "No, you're not, daddy! You're my prince and I love you!" Bura gave
her dad a big hug, as did Trunks. Vegeta hugged the kids. "Dad loves the two of you, too. Ok, you two better get inside before she comes out here looking for you and finds that I'm not gone from her residence," the prince said
as he got up and prepared to leave.

"Who's gonna train me dad? This is the best place in town," Trunks sighed in a dejected tone.

"I'll train you along with Goten until Vegeta gets settled, will that be ok?" Goku asked but Trunks looked at Vegeta, who nodded his affirmation.

Trunks agreed and Vegeta promised to let them know first off the minute he had found a place. In the mean time, this gave him a good excuse to return to Minerva and enjoy the company of his friends there. After the kids bade their dad a 'see you soon,' and Goku vowed never to reveal having seen the mighty Vegeta in a state of absolute despair and sadness, the prince locked up the Gravity Chamber. Vegeta bade Goku a good-night, then flew to his space craft, which he had landed in a forest some miles away from Cap Corp, climbed into the cockpit, powered up the engines then took off. He needed the peace and quiet the Minervans offered. He'd look for a
place on his return.

That thought brought consciousness back to his body. A voice within the tank announced that the patient was showing signs of mobility and medical droids and robots, which ran in abundance at CC, began the process of emptying the tank. After the tank had been emptied, Vegeta stood up, grabbed a terry robe a medic droid offered
him, then made his way through the complex to the second floor where the guest room was located in which he had placed an extra set of clothes for just such emergencies. After he had dressed in a suit of dark grey spandex, his white boots and gloves, the prince made his way to the family room to watch some television. Just then, he
sensed a couple of strong energies, picked up the remote control door lock, and punched in the code to admit whoever was outside.

"Hey, Vegeta! You don't look so good man, what happened this time?" Goku asked as he entered the living quarters of Capsule Corp. He was followed by Piccolo. The three aliens had formed an uncomfortable bond with one another.

Vegeta moaned. "I was training with Trunks Vegeta yesterday and took a strong energy blast to the chest. I let my mind drift. What d'you two want?"

"We came to see if you wanted to spar with us," Piccolo said in his slow manner of speech.

"Sure, why not. Got nothing else to do. The kids went off to that sorry ass excuse of a Carnival. The woman, I suppose is at work. The sooner I leave this place, the better. I hate this place now, it turns my stomach," Vegeta shivered, thankful that he had moved out four years ago. 'That was one saving grace to that Christmas incident.' "Why aren't you two at the CCWC?"

"Not my thing since the boys are grown. Gohan took Pan. Goten went because he knew Trunks was taking Bura. Krillin told me that he, 18 and Marron were all going to attend," Goku stated.

"I lost interest after the time I took Goten and that unfortunate incident that landed-

"Don't go there, Kakarrot! Trageta showed the woman the vid regarding that time in infamy, now she believes I'm a PokeMon killer as well as an exterminator of the weaker races of the universe. If I were still an exterminator, this mud ball would have been a desert long ago. Let's go," Vegeta sighed, turned off the TV, then left with Piccolo and Goku. "Where d'you wanna spar?"

"Have any objections to just above Rock Tunnel outside of Cerulean City?" Goku asked and Vegeta invited him to lead the way.

In Cerulean City, Trunks, Bura, Gohan, Videl, Goten, Nadine-Piccolo's mate-Pan, Krillin, 18 and their daughter Marron, had all gone to the Carnival and were waiting for the Water PokeMon diving show to begin. Pan and Bura were a little antsy, as were Piccolo's two kids. Yes, Piccolo and his mate had produced two offspring named Nyricco and Naila. They were two Namekian years (260 days in Earth time) apart in age. Nonetheless, the younger ones didn't want to see the diving show. Goten and Trunks decided that their babysitting time was over, so decided to go spar. Marron decided to go with them. The three older teens left the arena and headed for an area where only PokeMon trainers gathered. They found an area where they could spar and not cause a whole lot of damage. The younger ones, who were all under ten years of age, left the adults and followed the older ones, however, Nyricco mentioned that there was a tunnel not too far away.

"Let's go exploring! We can pretend to be treasure hunters!" nine year old Nyricco exclaimed and the four of them
headed for the tunnel.

The trio of adult warriors landed in a grassy area and prepared to spar. The minute they had touched down, Vegeta picked up a very familiar energy.

"Cilvanti? What's she doing here? I feel three others with her as well," the prince said then shook his head.

"I feel my granddaughter, Pan, but she's supposed to be at the Carnival with Gohan and Videl!" Goku stated.

"Yeah, I feel my kids, too. Those two should know better than to leave their mother!" Piccolo sneered.

"Now, I feel Trageta's ki! What the hell is that boy up to? He's supposed to be watching the fireball not off sparring!
Grr, when I get...Oh, wait, that boy is nineteen and headstrong. One thing, he inherited is my stubbornness, heh, heh, heh," Vegeta laughed.

"I feel Goten, now, too, and one I don't recognize. Oh, well, shall we begin?" Goku leaned into fighting position as did the other two, and then they began sparring. Piccolo used his split form to provide a partner for Vegeta, then they all got down to business.


The four young tykes, who had wandered off, had found their way to the entrance of Rock Tunnel and curiosity took possession of their good senses.

"Let's go in! I'm nine so I'm not scared! You scardy girls can stay out here if you want!" Nyricco teased as he
headed for the Tunnel entrance.

"Oh, no! You're not leavin' us out here! We'll go with you!" Naila exclaimed and the kids all entered the tunnel after
they had powered up their energies to light the way. Rock Tunnel was a deep dark cavern with illuminated rocks that provided minimal lighting.


The trio of warriors who were sparring just above the Tunnel had been forced to take a break as Vegeta lost his levitation. He had been in the middle of executing a blast when a severe pain gripped his chest. He was still not at his optimal from the previous day's Gravity Chamber mishap and sparring with such intensity increased the blood flow through his veins to his heart, which he surmised must have must have sustained major damage.

"Oh, God, Ahh! God, this hurts! K-Kakarrot, ya have any senzu beans?" Vegeta asked as he held his chest.

"Yeah, I have one. Here ya go, buddy," Goku said as he reached into an inner pocket of his shirt and pulled out a
small bean then handed it to Vegeta who plopped it into his mouth.

"T-thanks," Vegeta said then fell backwards onto the grass only to sit bolt upright as he picked four strong energies.
They felt as if they were at panic level. The other two were motionless, as they had also picked up the energies.

"Krillin? 18? Gohan? Videl? Their chiis feel wrong as if they're in distress! Wait, who's that fifth one?" Goku asked as he sensed the air.

"That's my mate, Nadine! The kids!" Piccolo exclaimed, then he took to the air followed by Goku.

"Hey, Vegeta, you be okay if we leave?" Goku asked as he looked down at the fallen prince.

"Kakarrot, I don't believe you just asked me that? Go away and tend to your families. I'll hang out here," Vegeta
sneered and waved the other two warriors away. He shivered. Something was wrong. His son was off with Goten and his baby was somewhere in his vicinity.

The prince got to his feet, tested his power, then he flew down to the tunnel. Landing just outside the entrance, Vegeta scanned the area when suddenly, the ground began to heave and dance
violently. This was not good and the prince knew immediately that a strong earthquake was hitting Cerulean City. He immediately left the ground and waited in mid-air until the quake was over.

Four minutes after it began, the quake ceased and Vegeta returned ground level. His brain had trouble believing what his eyes were seeing. The entrance to the tunnel had all but closed in.

"Help! Somebody, please!" Vegeta's extra sensitive hearing picked up a tiny cry.

Powering to Super Saiya-jin form, the prince burst into the tunnel and began calling, "Who's in here?"

"Help us! My sister and Pan are tapped under a pile of rocks and Bura... I don't know where she is!" the tiny voice
spoke.

Vegeta used IT to teleport to the location of the voice after hearing his daughter's name. "Cilvanti-chan! It's daddy,
answer me, honey!"

"Vegeta? Can you help us get outta here?" Nyricco asked the prince.

"You're Piccolo's little sprout, aren't you? How are you feelin'?" Vegeta asked the boy.

"I-I think my leg's busted, but the girls..." Nyricco began and Vegeta started removing a mass of rocks that were
piled beside Nyricco. Suddenly, the earth began to tremble a second time and Vegeta grabbed hold of the little Namekian, threw an area blast over the child, but could not cover himself before the tunnel
collapsed on top of him. His only sense was of complete blackness, as he lay buried under tons of rock.

Goku and Piccolo had met up with Krillin, 18, Gohan Videl and Piccolo's companion, Nadine. Videl was in hysterics and Nadine was at a complete loss!

"Where's Goten?" Goku asked regarding his youngest son.

"He went off with Trunks. Marron went with them," 18 stated, just then the subjects in question appeared.

"What's goin' on?" Goten asked as the three teens landed.

"Pan is missing! So are Bura and Piccolo's kids! I thought you were watching B-chan! You treat responsibility like the plague, young man! Your mom's gonna hit the ceiling if anything happens to the baby. You act just like your old man!" Videl scolded Trunks, who stood with his arms folded in the same manner as his Outusan.

"What I wanna know is how the kids escaped without anyone seeing or sensing them?" Piccolo asked as he held his
companion.

"I asked Trunks if he wanted to spar. Marron came with us. That PokeMon diving show really stunk," Goten said in a lighthearted voice.

"So, that's why your dad and I picked up your chiis! Don't you think he's gonna be upset should anything happen to his little princess?" Goku asked forgetting that he was not supposed to connect how Vegeta felt about his kids in the same sentence.

"You were sparring with my dad? You mean Outusan's outta the tank already? Where is he? Why didn't he come with you?" Trunks asked in surprise.

"A sharp pain hit his chest and he lost his levitation and fell from the sky. That chamber blast must have caused more damage than he thought at first and one day in the tank wasn't enough to heal the wound completely. He said that he'd picked up Bura-chan's chi just before we started to spar. I...I'm worried about him, Trunks, he didn't look so good when we left him. I gave him a senzu bean, so that should restore his strength. Oh, I picked up Pan's chi also," Goku informed his eldest son.

"Well, what the hell are you standin' 'round for? Go find them!" Videl cried.

The team blasted off and headed for the area above Rock Tunnel where Goku had left Vegeta. Trunks had picked up Marron because she wasn't dressed to fly-such a girlie girl-and followed the older warriors. Videl and 18 followed their husbands. Goku stopped short as he noticed the area deserted.

"He's not here! I left him lying right on the grass!" Goku flew around the area then stopped short.

"C'mere gang! Look at this! God, the three of us didn't cause this much destruction during our spar!"

The others joined the mighty warrior. "Oh, my God! Looks like an earthquake hit it! C'mon, if there's anyone in there, they don't have long!" Krillin surmised and flew down to begin moving rocks and boulders. The rest of the team landed to give him a hand.

The team tossed boulders as if they were pebbles, however, no matter how many boulders they threw aside, more tumbled down.

"This is pointless! Let's pack it in gang," Yamcha suggested as he sat beside the debris. He had joined the team as
they flew to the disaster.

'H-help! Somebody! We're d-dying in here! My sister and friends are trapped and I can barely move myself,' Piccolo turned with a start to the tunnel. "Nyricco! Goku, my boy's in there! I just picked him up telepathically! He said Naila is hurt!" Piccolo relayed the message that had flashed into his mind.

The others turned to him with surprise on their faces.

"Ask him if Pan is in there?" Videl shrieked her tears uncontrollable.

'Y-yes she is. Sh-she and Naila are trapped under a pile of rubble. V-Vegeta went to move the rocks when the ground shook and the tunnel collapsed,' Nyricco spoke through the rubble via telepathy.

"Bura. Ricco, is my sister, Bura with you?" Trunks asked, his thoughts in a panic.

'We lost her before the earthquake. I-I'm sorry,' Ricco replied and Trunks' heart fell out of place in his chest.

"VEGETA!" the team cried in unison and disbelief, as they were not sure they had heard the tiny Namek correctly.

"I don't believe for an instant that Vegeta would ever risk himself to save someone else! I would have expected that
loudmouthed, arrogant ass to have hightailed it out of here the minute the ground started to move!" 18 exclaimed, imitating Bulma.

Trunks smirked. "Goes to show that you don't know my dad the way my sister and I do. OK, he may be loudmouthed, he may be arrogant, but he will lend a hand to help someone in trouble if he
sees the deed honorable. 'Gettin' cats outta trees just ain't my thing, but give me a train wreck and see what a Saiyan turnabout can do!' He told me that once when I was gonna assist a little girl get her cat outta tree," Trunks said then turned to Goten.

"C'mon, buddy! Let's go to my house and ask Bulma for some earthmoving caps!" the younger prince said addressing his mom as 'Bulma.'

"Ah, Trunks, you just called your mom 'Bulma.'" Goten pointed out.

Trunks threw his friend a cold glance but said nothing as he took to the air. Goten followed.


At Capsule Corporation, Bulma had gone home for lunch and met her mom, who was preparing the meal. "Hey mom, how's it goin'?" she asked as she kissed her mom on the cheek. "Did ya feel that tremor earlier? Man, was it strong," she remarked as she turned on the television to watch the noon day news.

"... and details from Cerulean City are sketchy, but it is known that Rock Tunnel has collapsed, possibly trapping several people inside," the news commentator spoke. "We take you live to the scene where a group of people are working to try and free the entrance."

The picture on the television turned into one of total destruction.

"Hello, I am Hokkaido Hitachi, here live at Rock Tunnel where several people have now gathered to help move heavy boulders that block the entrance. Here with me are Mrs. Son Gohan and Nadine who fear their children may be among the victims trapped under the rubble. Behind me you can see several young men with incredible strength trying to free the tunnel, which keeps collapsing," the commentator said as his cameraman panned the camera around the area.

"Hey, there's Krillin! And Goku! Yamcha? What's he doin' there? I thought he'd be a dad by now? There's Piccolo, Tien and Chioutzu, too? Hey, where're Trunks and Bura?" Bulma asked herself.

Just then the front door exploded and Trunks flew into the house. He drew up short and was incredibly out of breath.
"Bu…Bu…Bulma, ear...ear...earthmovers! Now! C'mon, dad's trapped!" Trunks ordered.


"Your dad? I don't think so! That ass is still in the tank from yesterday's gravity chamber fiasco!" Bulma retorted
in a sharp manner.

Trunks shook his head. "No, Goku told me that he went sparring with Piccolo and himself. They were at that grassy area just above Rock Tunnel. They were sparring when dad caught a bad spasm in his chest and fell outta the sky! Oh, never mind! C'mon, get the caps so Goten and I can go back and dig them out. Bura might be under that rubble as well!"

"My baby! If that arrogant ass took my baby into that tunnel then blew it up to kill her, I'll kill him!" Bulma fumed as she rose to go see if her son was telling the truth about the man she had been mated to.

Trunks snapped his fingers in front of Bulma's face. "Earth to Bulma! I took B-chan to the carnival this morning! I
lost her!" the young man snapped as his mother walked out of the kitchen and into the recovery room. Bulma stared in disbelief at the sight before her. The tank was, indeed, empty, the only evidence of anyone having been inside was the dampness on the inside of the glass dome and the tank itself. 'So, Trunks hadn't told a story about that animal being out of the tank. I wish that Goku and Piccolo would put his lights out, but those three aliens have formed a bond that rivals some blood ties! No one can get next to vegetable head with those two around!' Bulma thought
as she walked around the recovery area then stood by the tank and unconsciously ran her hand over the inside.

In the kitchen, Trunks rummaged through the cabinets. He remembered that his dad had kept a jar of senzu beans that Goku had given him, so the young man took the jar, ran out of the house and over to the Son house where Goten had gone to tell his mom the news of the tunnel collapse.

"C'mon, man, I know where the caps are! Mom's draggin' here ass! My dad's trapped with my sister, your niece and Piccolo's sprouts, maybe others and she acts like she doesn't give a damn! We'll stop off, get the equipment, then go back and help!" Trunks said as the two friends flew to the business complex of CapCorp.

Trunks headed for the capsule room, located t he section where the earthmoving gear was stored, grabbed a number of capsules, then left to return to the site.

"I got the earthmovers! The onna’s got a bug up her ass for some reason, like she just don't care, anymore! I should've never shown her the vid of the time dad had taken me to the CCWC," Trunks muttered as he prepared to throw the capsules when Goten tapped him on the shoulder.

"Ah...ah...Trunks...I don't think we're gonna need those! L-look," Goten directed his friend's attention to the
collapsed part of the mountain.

Trunks, along with the multitude of spectators gathered at the site, directed his eyes to tunnel. What could only be described as unbelievable was happening for all to see. The rocks seemed to have come alive and began moving of their own volition. They seemed to roll out of position and rise into the air and, although the Z -Sensi possessed the powers to levitate objects, no such power was being emitted. At least, not by any flesh and blood being on two
legs. Trunks tried to pinpoint the source and gasped loudly.

"Hey, everyone, look! In the sky about fifty meters above us!" the young prince called to the crowd.

Those who were gathered gasped in surprise at what could only be called a 'PokeMon' miracle. In the air hung two figures: one small, the other large. These were the legendary PokeMon, Mew and Mewtwo, who were two powerhouse psychic powered PokeMon. Somehow these two sensed that their assistance was required.

'Get the injured ones, now' was telepathically communicated to the group but only the sensi picked up the transmission and jumped into action. The team pulled bodies of hikers and cavers from the rubble, but there was no sign of their friend or the kids trapped with him.

Back at CapCorp, Bulma had wandered back into the kitchen where she met a very distraught Chichi who had gone over after the boys had departed. Neither woman spoke, but Bulma knew what had to be done. "C'mon, Chichi, your grandbaby and my daughter are probably buried and so weak they can't blast out," she told her friend, took Chichi's arm and the two friends left. Bulma threw a capsule, which turned into an air car. Chichi climbed into the
passenger side and Bulma took the driver's seat, and then they sped off to the disaster site. The minute the two arrived, Bulma jumped from the car and ran over to the rubble. Trunks saw her and caught
her.

"What are you doin' here? It's dangerous!" he yelled, his fear apparent.

"My baby might be trapped in there!" Bulma cried. She pretended to be tough as nails like her ex mate, but unlike him, she expressed hurt and emotion, but then, she was a human.

"Hey, we got 'em! I can see Pan's bandanna and Naila's head. C'mon gang!" Piccolo said and Gohan went to rescue his baby.

"Piccolo, isn't this your boy?" Tien asked, as another green head was uncovered. Tien went to pick the child up
when he drew a breath.

"Vegeta! Where is he?" The child looked around with anxious eyes. "He was right in front of me and even threw
an energy blast over me to keep the rocks away," the boy concluded as he got up and tried to walk out of the cave only to stumble. Tien was by his side in a flash and carried him to his worried parents.

"Hey, I think I see something in this hole here! It looks like a body, but I can't be sure!" Gohan said as he stood
in a spot in front of the one where Ricco had been found. "This fissure's too small!" Gohan continued.

"I'll go! I'm small like my dad!" Trunks said and flew down into the fissure. "Oh, my God! Throw me a rope!" he called.

"What's goin on?" Krillin asked.

"Dad and B-chan! They're both in very bad shape. C'mon, I can feel their life forces draining!" Trunks called
and a rope was sent down to him. He tied the rope around Vegeta's torso then signaled for him to be pulled up.

After the prince was extricated, Trunks grabbed his sister and flew out of the fissure.

"Oh, my baby! Mommy's here! C'mon, honey, wake up!" Bulma ran to Bura as soon as Trunks had laid her beside
their dad.

"Bulma, she can't hear you! She's unconscious! We gotta get them into isolation tanks as soon as possible or we're
gonna lose them!" Trunks exclaimed as he knelt beside Vegeta.

"Let's get them to Capsule Corp! I managed to create tanks for every being and not just the Saiya-jin. You can take that one to a hospital for treatment!" Bulma said as she pointed to
Vegeta.

"No! He'll die without a tank! Oh, but I forgot, you don't want this piece of alien space trash cluttering up your spit
shined home! We'll fine then! Kakarrot! Help me IT dad and Cilvanti to Minerva! There they will get a fair shake. Take the others to CC," Trunks instructed.

"No, Trunks, bring your dad and sister to my home. I've got tanks for them. I'll make sure nothing happens to him. I
promise. I know how close you three are. Besides, your dad's just beginning to trust me," Piccolo said as he could connect with Trageta's feelings.

The injured humans were transported to CC, while Vegeta, Cilvanti (Bura), Pan and Naila were taken to Piccolo's and placed in tanks to begin their healing.

Bulma, meanwhile, was still at the site in a daze. "Hey, Bulma, ya goin' with 'em? Videl and Gohan are already
there with Goku and Chi-Chi. Don't you wanna at least sit with Bura?" Krillin asked as he, 18 and Marron prepared to leave the site along with the other Z sensi. Bulma vaguely nodded, turned to her capsule car, got in it, then flew to Piccolo's home.