The beeping of various machines echoed as emerald orbs opened. Their owner held within an android container. His body was limp as his eyes scanned the room. His eyes landed on a young man with a violet haired young man wearing a sword. The young man was gesturing to the container. He couldn't make out what he was saying but he seemed angry.

With the young man was a blue haired woman clad in a lab coat. Moving his gaze to to her face his eyes went wide in surprise. That was Bulma Brief one of the smartest people on earth. He wasn't supposed to be in her presence he was supposed to stay in the lab. Moving his gaze around the room he found himself still in the lab. How did they get in here no one knew about this lab , not even 16.

He watched as Bulma turned pressing a few buttons on the container. With a loud mechanical wine the hatch opened. Leaping out he harnessed red Ki into his palm shaggy crimson hair blowing from his face. In a flash the young man moved revealing his face. He knew this young man Trunks the hero of time he was no threat.

Jumping back he lowered his hand the blade vanishing. With a click of his tongue Trunks slid his sword back into its sheath. With a motherly hum Bulma turned to the android. She took him by the chin taking his face in the dim light of the lab. The android stood stone face as she studied him .

He looked almost like an amalgamation of most of the important men in her life. He had the eyes of Yamacha but they were green. His nose was that of Goku's with Vegeta's strong chin. Glancing at his ears she found they had pointed tips like that of Piccolo

"Mother we need to power him down who knows what he's capable of." Trunks growled gesturing to the bio android

"Oh would you relax he's a 21 creation not Gero how bad can he ?" Bulma whispered

"Bio android designation Scraps." The android said his voice quiet

They glanced at the android curious as to see if he would say more. Slow he walked to one of the many terminals and pressed a few buttons. In a moment a small drive slipped from it into his waiting palm. With a flick of his wrist he tossed the drive to Trunks making his way out. As he headed for the entrance of the lab Bulma rushed after him touching his arm.

"What would you say if I could introduce you to the people who gave you DNA?" She asked

Close to an hour later the amalgamated young man sat at a table. Around him sat those who contributed to his existence. He found himself noting the lack of a certain someone among them. His heart sank at her absence from the group. He had wanted to reunite with his creator. He felt a gentle hand on his shoulder and turned to find Gohan standing beside him. The half Saiyan gave a reassuring smile patting him on the shoulder. Slowly Videl handed him a plate of various foods and he sat at the table.

Beside him sat Goku with a plate packed so high you couldn't even see his face. Vegeta to the right of Goku with a plate to rival his. On the left of Goku sat Whis sipping at a fruity drink. Completing the table was Lord Beerus digging into pudding. The god had a pyramid of cups from the number he had eaten.

"So You're the salvaged creation of that majin scientist. How does it feel knowing you're a crime against nature?" Beerus inquired pointing at him with his spoon

"Now now Lord Beerus be nice, he can't control how he was created. Hate the sin not the sinner." Whis interjected in his defense

"She said she would come back but she left me there in that container." His voice wavered as he spoke

It took him a moment to process that he was crying as his body shook. To his the surprise of everyone at the gathering the androids rushed to him. Carefully they pulled him into an awkward group hug. His shaking subsided as he looked at them a thought crossing his mind. Is this a sign of their acceptance or will they reject him like Cell?

"Look if we're gonna keep you around you gotta cheer up a bit. Cry babies don't last long in our little club." 18 muttered nudging his shoulder

"First order of business we need to give this guy a name." 17 announced pointing to the android

"I have a name its Scraps." The android whispered to 17

"We're not calling you slang for trash!" The twins snapped in sync

Sudden Vegeta dropped his fork slamming hand on the table. Standing he pointed at the android with a hard stare. His right eye twitched as his mouthed opened and closed repeatedly. Slowly syllables formed the more his mouth moved. Slowly he forming a single word.

"Totamo." Vegeta announced

"Pardon but Vegeta what are you on about?" Whis pondered glancing at the Saiyan

"His name is Totamo so decrees I Vegeta the prince of Saiyans!" Vegeta roared

"It would appear that matter is settled." Whis stated smirking

Piccolo slowly came toward the young android raising his hand. With in range he held out his hand and the gray sweats he wore were replaced. He now wore a red long sleeved shirt with a black vest gray pants and brown boots with weights on his arms and legs and a weighted belt. He glanced down at the outfit the to the namekain in confusion.

"Don't think too hard about it's just magic." Piccolo muttered

The moon was high as he sat on the roof of the main Capule Corp building. Glaring at the moon he remembered his time with his creator. Their time together was not long but it made made him happy. She had called him her "Happy Little Accident" she never told him why. After reading his files he knew why,his very existence was an accident. He only was created to use left over genetic material. Still as this grimness lingered in his heart a positive memory shined through.

He sat with his creator watching the night sky from a cliffside. As they watched a shooting star crossed the sky. Resting against her he smiled to himself enjoying his time with her. She frowned slightly giving him a weak hug. He paused before returning the embrace his eyes closed.

"I'm going away for awhile it's safer if you don't come with me." She whispered pulling away

"But I can help I know how to fight." He argued

"I know but it'll be faster if I go by myself then I can be back faster." She pointed out poking his forehead

Rubbing his eyes he forced himself to stop crying. He had to stay positive now was not the time to cry. He sighed to himself laying back on the curved roof. As he lay back he felt someone join him. Glancing to the side he found Future Trunks glancing up at the cresent moon. Looking him in the eye he could see the gears turning in his mind.

"Say Time Jumper you okay ?" He asked more worried than curious

"I hate to say this but I might need your help." He said in a worried tone