Gohan sat in the waiting room. He fought and beat Cell; he should be able to watch his little brother be born. He fidgeted with his shirt.
Meanwhile inside the hospital room, Chi-Chi held her second son. Goku smiled at his newest son. The doctor came and took the baby but little did anyone know that would be the last time anyone saw the boy for nine years. A woman followed the doctor into the baby room. After the man left she lifted the little boy up and carried him out of the hospital and to an island where a secret saiyan training facility was.
Nine years later
Wolf looked down at the ground. He had been beaten for looking at Sir, the head saiyan.
"Go to your room, Wolf," Christy said, she was the one who had taken him.
I have to get out of here, Wolf thought. His family had to be missing him. As he made his way back to the cell he lived in, he caught up with a few other saiyans.
"Hey, Wolf, what's up?" John asked.
"I'm leaving," Wolf stated.
The boys nodded then walked off. Everyone knew it was impossible to make it out of the prison alive. Wolf looked at his necklace. He had found it when he stole the memory from the main computer and deleted the information on it. The necklace held the flash drive that held all the memory. He would escape tonight.
That night he pretended to be sleeping when the guards checked. Then he pulled the floorboards up to reveal a trap door. The funny thing was that this island was used in a war and the people had to escape through these tunnels. Wolf slipped down into the dirt filled tunnel. He walked for a little while until he reached a dead end. He pushed the other door open and climbed out. Making his way to the dock like a ninja, he found a boat and got in. As he pushed away from the dock, Wolf looked back at the nightmare he had been living in.
The ocean was not kind to the poor boy and when he finally washed ashore he was exhausted and chilled to the bone. The morning was bright and Wolf soon came to a clearing only to hear two voices.
"Trunks, I can beat you," a boy shouted.
"No you can't, Goten," the other boy, Trunks, shouted back.
As the two continued playing, they never knew of the boy watching them enviously. That is until Gohan came along and found the unsuspecting boy. The nineteen-year-old looked at the young boy watching his little brother and his friend play. He crept up behind Wolf then leaned down by his ear.
"Who are you?" Gohan whispered.
Wolf jumped and froze staring straight ahead thinking that one of the saiyans had found him. He was so scared; he didn't want to die.
"So I asked who you are, aren't you going to answer?" Gohan asked.
"…Wolf…" Wolf mumbled.
Gohan felt sorry for the boy.
"Hey it's almost lunch time and you look pretty hungry, why don't you join my family and me for lunch," Gohan offered.
Wolf nodded. He followed the older boy into the clearing. The two boys who were playing turned to see the boys walk through. Gohan motioned them to follow. Wolf looked at the younger boys and realized they were maybe six years old. He was scared but his hunger won out and he walked with the others until they came to a house. Wolf gasped as a woman came out and placed a plate in front of a man. The two had been on tv looking for their missing son; looking for him.