The inspiration for the following came to me after finishing watching the Dragon Ball series. I was watching on YouTube and in the recommended videos there were some fan made animations. I ended up watching the "Absalon" series and while I admit the level of work is seriously great, the storytelling and pacing of the actual story had a lot left to desire.

When it comes to using DB cannon information, I cannot say I will stick much to the official stuff, but I do hope you will like it. This is the first time I am writing something like this, so constructive criticism and all opinions or reviews will be very welcomed.

You should expect a slower start, as I will be setting up the world and re-introducing the characters first. I do plan on continuing the work on this, but I also don't want to engage my time into something no one cares about, so yeah, we'll see how that goes. I tried my best to catch errors, misspellings and other things like that before posting, but English is not my first language, so I am sure there will be some left, probably already made a few, very sorry about that.

Chapter One - The end is always a beginning

It has been 10 years since Goku was able to defeat Omega Shenron with the support of the entire universe. The earth and it's inhabitants finally were able to live their lives peacefully, or as peacefully as the human race would allow itself to be...

In the downtown of Satan City an ear-piercing scream shatters the dreams of the unsuspecting neighborhood. A group of thieves broke into one of the homes and terrorized the family living there.

- So, what do we have here? - asked one of them.

- That would be a nice, charitable family, Max. Ha ha ha! – answered the other.

- Good to know. Ha! - responded the one referred to as Max, he then turned to the frightened people kneeling on the floor in the corner of a room. - You see, we are very into voluntary work, we just love gathering money for the ones that need it. And you see, it just so happens that we are very needy as well, and for some reason, I have a feeling you would gladly support our cause. Ha ha ha!

He then paced a bit back and forth the middle of the room, looking around, checking out everything. Then stopped right next to the man on the floor.

- You seem like a reasonable guy, you wouldn't want anything to happen to your family, right?

- Wh... what do you want from us? - nervously muttered the man.

- Oh, I am sure you know very well. You see, we can do this in two ways. Either you give us all of your money and jewelry you have, or... Well, you don't want to do it the other way, if you catch my drift. Ha ha ha! - said Max.

- Everything we have is in the safe in the bedroom, take it, just please don't hurt us. - quickly whimpered the woman.

- I knew you will be smart, now just stay where you are, be good and we will be on our way soon. Tess, Rem, go get the loot. Droll, you stay with our friends here and I will see what kind of booze the man of the house keeps in his cabinet.

Most of the group left the room, leaving only the giant, carrying a machine gun, called Droll. He checked the room and then just stood in the middle, holding guard. Suddenly a loud crash noise came from down the street, Droll quickly jumped to the window checking what has happened. A car driving a little too fast didn't manage to turn at the intersection and ran down a street light. At the same time, the man on the floor used the moment of distraction and carefully reached into a drawer near him, where he held his gun. He found a small gun in couple seconds, pulled it out and quickly for Droll.

- You! There! - The man yelled at the giant.

- What the...? - Droll turned around and stared down the barrel of a pistol.

The sudden yells brought the rest of the group back into the room. Max, still holding the freshly opened bottle of whiskey, in few glances assessed the situation.

- Now, calm down friend, you wouldn't want to do something you will regret. - Max tried to talk to the man.

- Shut up! Just shut up, you filthy bandit! You come into my house, hold my family at gunpoint and expect us to take it?! Get out of my house or I will kill the big one!

- Easy man, easy... You are in control now, you are the man. - Max continued. - But allow me to help you realize the situation we are in. You have one gun, we have three, what do you think will happen when you shoot? - He ended with a little smirk as he noticed something.

- Just shows you what you know, asshole! I was in the army, I will gun you down faster than you can even raise your hand! - the man yelled again.

- Tess, would you be so kind and show mister army man how exactly does the gun safety work on his pistol?. - Immediately after Max said it, the masked woman jumped to the man and put her pistol to his head. At this point, the mans confidence was broken, his hand lowered and the gun fell down with a quiet thud onto the carpet. - Friend, from the look on your face, I see you realized, how stupid was what you just did. Just few more minutes and we would be gone from your life, now things got a lot more complicated, for you and your family. Droll, you got caught off guard, so I will give you a chance to redeem yourself.

The giant, now red with anger, nodded slowly. He took a step forward towards the family and raised his machine gun. - I will find this very enjoyable... Ha... ha... ha... You think, you can make a fool out of me in front of my boss, little man?! - he almost spat the words through his teeth. - I will make Swiss cheese out of you and your family for what you did! Say goodbye now!

Droll took a shooting stance and was about to pull the trigger, when out of nowhere a bright flash of light filled the room, blinding everyone. When it faded, all four bandits were laying on the floor beaten up, with a silhouette of a young woman above them.

- You will never hurt anyone else. - Said the woman, then she turned to the family. - Are you alright?

- Wha... what? Who? Yes, yes, thank you. - stuttered the man as he looked at the woman. - Wait, I know you, you're... You're Pan! Pan! Thank you, thank you very much!

- Just another day of work, another point for the good guys. - Pan smiled, jumped outside, waved goodbye and slowly ascended into the sky.

An hour later she landed in the center of a mansion in the middle of Satan City. An elderly man approached her.

- Ms Pan, good to see you again.

- Hey Toria, haven't seen you in a while, good to see you are well.

- I might be old, but Mr Satan needs me. - his nonchalant tone of voice and strong English accent were soothing in a peculiar way. - Speaking of him, let me take you to the office, as he calls it, he'll be happy to see you.

- I haven't seen Grandfather for a month now, I can assure you the feeling shall be mutual. - Pan tried to mimic the way Toria spoke.

- Ms Pan, always the joker. It is really nice to see you again. - he answered with a faint smile, then signaled to Pan to follow him inside.

As they entered the castle sized building the reality of what being in the right place, in the right time, around the right people can truly give to a man was shown pretty much all over the place. Paintings of famous artists on the walls, antic furniture, rare carpets on the floors, wherever you looked there was something screaming "I cost more than you can earn in a lifetime!". Of course that was just a part of the décor of the place. Mr Satan loved his art, yes, but there was something else he loved even more, the memories of his own greatness, his championships, his rewards, his pictures of himself. Pan walked with Toria through the corridors leading to the office space.

- Grandpa haven't changed a bit, even with all these years that has passed. - she wondered out loud.

- In a way it is comforting.

- What do you mean?

- Well, I am just the butler, so what do I know... But... I do find it quite comforting, that there still are things that just do not change in our world... Anyways, just head up those stairs up and it'll be the first door to the left. I'll go prepare dinner for the two of you.

- Thank you Toria, see you later.

She slowly walked up the steps reminiscing of the past, how somehow, despite all odds, her, her friends and family always were able to defend the people, save the world, beat the bad guys. And somehow, her Grandfather, the fraud that he undoubtedly was, became this hero everyone loved. "Is he a great liar, or are we surrounded by idiots? Maybe I don't want to know the answer", she smiled to herself. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she heard a conversation in progress. Mr Satan was arguing with an assistant about something, Pan couldn't help herself, but to listen.

- ...I do not care what they say! - growled Mr Satan from his chair.

- Sir! I know you are a great hero, who saved this world many times, we all do know. Our children learn about you in schools and every year there is a holiday dedicated to you...

- And what's wrong about that? Ha! A hero of my caliber deserves the best!

- Yes sir! But the media people say that there is already too much of Hercule Satan everywhere. They say that if they make another program solely dedicated to you, they might as well just rename their stations to Satan TV. - the woman explained almost apologizing.

- Well maybe they should! If not for me, they wouldn't even be there! - Hercule muttered to himself. - What do you expect me to do? Recent polls say that people don't love Mr Satan as much as they did! I am no longer the greatest idol! Some good for nothing, teenage girl singer has taken my place! Hrmpff... Bet, she can't even throw a punch! - he said to himself.

- I understand sir, we could organize some charity event...

- That's an idea! - he jumped up from the chair after a minute of deep thinking. - And I think I have figured out what to do. Listen closely, 16 years ago, at the World Martial Arts Competition, there was a kid named Uub, he fought with a man named Goku, and then left with him to train. But that's besides the point, Goku asked me to sponsor the kid's village. Are we still doing that?

- Give me a second, sir, I'll check the finances... Yes, there is a small sum of money going out every month to Papaya Island for the last decade and a half. Sir, what do you have in mind?

- It's simple! Ha ha! We will gather some equipment the islanders need, some water purifies, some farming equipment, you know what I mean! Then we take it to them and organize a televised transmission! I can see it now... Heroic Mr Satan again helps the ones in need... Ha! Perfect! Set everything up and let's do this as soon as possible!

- Yes sir! I'll let you know when everything will be ready!

The woman quickly gathered her things and walked out of the room so fast she didn't even noticed Pan who was standing to the side.

- Hey Grandpa! - said Pan.

- Pan! My darling Pan, you came to visit! What a great day!

- Yes Grandpa, I thought I'd drop by, crime fighting is rewarding in a way, but doesn't leave much time for anything else. But enough about me... I didn't mean to listen to your conversation earlier, but did I heard correctly, you would be going to Uub's village?

- Oh... You heard that... Guess there is no point in lying to you. Yes, I am planning a little public relations happening. But before you say anything, it is true my intentions might not be crystal clear, still, the help will be very real. No harm done and everyone gets something out of it.

- Oh Grandpa, you never change! Don't worry, while I don't necessarily approve of your methods, I can see the greater good that will come out of it. And speaking of that. Would you mind having some company?

- Company? - asked slightly confused Satan.

- Yes, you see I haven't seen Uub in a long, time. With my school and helping the police I don't really have any time to visit friends. I could use a break and might even take that as an excuse for the people I am working with and let's be honestly, for my mind and conscience.

- Pan, you don't have to ask me twice, you know I could never say 'no' to you! Leave me your phone number and I will let you know when the transport will be ready. But now there are more important matters... Dinner! Toria! Set up the table, we have a guest!

A week later Pan was informed about the transport and while hesitantly, she did join the convoy. "Hope they will be safe while I'm not there", she thought looking back at Satan City. The ships started their engines and one by one begun their journey to a destination far away. The television crew boarded along Mr Satan and already started filming. Pan didn't like that kind of atmosphere, big crowds, star struck people, everyone wanted to take a picture, everywhere they went, there always was someone asking for an autograph. "At least this time, we really are doing something useful", she tried to distract herself from all the noise those reporters were doing. Hercule, however, just loved the attention, he lived for it and by it. Every second not in the spotlight was a second wasted, so he fought hard to never move out of it. No one looking and those two would ever say they are related.

Couple days later the convoy finally reached its target. The people living on the island welcomed their guests very warmly and with great gratitude they took in the gifts, even Satan himself was slightly embarrassed. Pan, using the commotion as her cover, decided to go for a walk, catch some fresh air away from all the crowds. She chose a shaded path along a small stream. Looking around, admiring the nature around her she walked slowly until she heard a familiar voice.

- Long time no-see. - said the voice of a young man

Pan quickly turned in the direction the sound came, but there was no one there.

- Uub, don't play around, we both know, that besides you, no one here can move that fast. - she said loudly into the air.

- Hello there! - Uub appeared right next to her in an instant. - Forgive me, just a bit of entertainment in a busy, busy day.

- I know exactly how that feels, and don't even try to begin apologizing, you didn't do anything wrong. It's great to see you again, you look great

- Aww, don't say things like that, I blush easily... Ha ha ha! So tell me, what brings you here?

- I flew here with my Grandpa. You know him, he loves the cameras, so he thought of an idea to help your village and help himself to maybe get back on top in the hearts of people.

- That sounds like him, but honestly, I am thankful, with the weather as it is in recent weeks, our crops are dying. Without fresh water we would have to move away from here. - he explained.

- Well, that might be my Grandfather's plan and maybe even it is great he had that idea, but me personally, I have a little different reason to being here. I need to reconnect with my past, I need a break from everything. You know what I mean?

- Not really, but if you feel like talking, I feel like listening. - Uub smiled to her and pointed at a bench next to a strangely looking rock formation. - Come with me, we can sit there in the shadow.

When they sat comfortably, Pan just stared into the sea for a bit.

- You remember Goku, my grandfather? - she asked.

- Do I remember? Of course I do, I basically became the person you see in front of you thanks to him. He molded me, trained me, he was my master.

- I would like to know about him, from you, if that's not a problem.

- Can't your father tell you? Gohan surely knows more than I ever could, Goku was his dad after all.

- Yes, he could and did, but I'd like to learn about him from everyone who knew him. I wasn't really able to spend much time with myself. I was only four when he decided to train you and then that accident happened with black star dragon balls and all the troubles that arose from that. After that he just went away, no one knows where, no one knows if he will come back. I just want to learn the most I can... - Pan's eyes got a little watery. - I just want to paint the most vivid picture of him possible, so I could never forget...

- Well... - Uub took a deep breath and looked at the sky slightly concerned. - It may surprise you and maybe this isn't what you came to hear, but... Goku was always natural, with him you always got what you saw. There never has really existed a noticeable difference between him as a fighter and a person. Whatever he did, he did with the same childlike passion and curiosity. Above all he loved life, everyone else lives that is, he would sacrifice his in a heart beat, if that would save others. There isn't anyone, out of everyone that met him and got to know him, that will tell you a different thing. The next challenge was what he was always looking forward to, no matter how big or how bad the next opponent would be. - he noticed a few tears slowly flowing down her face. - I'm sorry I couldn't be much of a help, but that is how I remember him.

- It's not that... I just miss him. Every now and then, when I think about him, I can't help not to drop a tear or two.

- I understand, I miss the guy as well, I think we all do, in a way. - his face suddenly changed from a frown, to an excited smile. - You know what? I have a great idea. While I cannot tell you anything more really, I know what can do. I spent a couple of years with him, training, honing my fighting skills.

- What are you saying?

- I cannot leave my village unless there would be a real emergency, I promised that to my people, but you could stay here for a while. I would be able to show you all that Goku showed me, pass onto you the knowledge I gained. I could train you and through that, I could tell you about your grandfather in a different way.

- I... I can't do that. I have my responsibilities as well. I swore to protect the citizens of Satan City. Recently we had an increase in crime, nothing I can't handle, but way too much for a typical person. - she explained.

- It wouldn't be for very long, maybe Mr Satan could bring in more police officers to take some of the responsibilities off your back? We are talking after all about regular, mostly human, bandits, right?

- Yes... yes! I'll do it, it will be only a small vacation, plus if I get stronger, I will be doing my job better, if a serious threat arises. Thank you Uub! - she hugged him tight.

- You'll thank me, when we are done. - he smiled awkwardly.

At the same time, on the other side of the planet, another familiar face was taking a break from work. Gohan, now a middle-aged man, was forced to drop his scholar career for something that would bring home more money, he became an attorney. While it never was his dream, he felt a strong responsibility for the well-being of his family. After Goku went away ChiChi's health took a big hit in later years, she almost completely lost the strength in her legs. Now forced to move around on a wheelchair and unable to take care of herself, she counted more than ever on her sons and someone else... A year after the Black Star Dragon Balls crisis was resolved and Goku disappeared ChiChi signed up to a literature club. Now that Goten and Gohan didn't need her attention, she stayed mostly by herself at home.

At one of the book meetings she met a man named Ren. While not a fighter himself, he certainly was able to give a lonely woman what she needed the most, company, attention, interesting conversations and unlike Goku, he just was there. At the beginning neither of the boys wanted to accept the fact that their mother has found someone new, that changed one day during a holiday dinner. ChiChi really wanted her sons to like Ren, but they felt like she betrayed their father. Still, they never missed a holiday dinner and they were not about to start doing it now. The family sat around the table and started their meal, when Ren, who ChiChi invited without telling them about it, came in the house.

- What is HE doing here mother? - Gohan stood up and asked with anger.

- Did you really think HE could ever replace dad? - Goten joined his brother.

- Please, try to understand... - she tried to reason with them

ChiChi didn't know what do say really, all she wanted was for her sons to give Ren a chance. He was a good guy, he maybe couldn't save the world by himself, but he was there for her, when she needed him the most. Surprisingly the solution came from the man in question himself.

- How can you be so selfish?! - shouted Ren.

- Us? Selfish? - Gohan and Goten seemed shocked at the very thought of that.

- Yes! You think I don't know I will never replace your dad? I know what he did, something I would never be able to do, something a million of me would never be able to do. I know that, but I know one thing. He is not here, he chose to go away, he chose to abandon his family, his sons, his wife, and for what? To train more? And your mother should do what during that time? Stay home, alone when you have your families and build relationships? Do you expect her to just die alone, because your dad is not here? Don't you think she deserves better? Don't you think she deserves to be happy? Do you really want to forbid her that? You should be ashamed. If you don't like me, that's fine with me. You want to hurt me, go ahead, I know what you are capable of doing and I am not afraid of that. But remember one thing, I care about your mother, I am here when you are not, I keep her company, I take care of her and I... I love her. If you cannot accept that, that's your problem, but you will never change that. Your father might be the greatest warrior in he universe, I don't know, maybe he is. But your mother is the greatest woman I ever met and if you think you can stop me from seeing her, well... I guess you will just have to kill me to do that.

Both Gohan and Goten sat back down with their heads lowered.

- Look guys, I don't want to replace your father, I know I cannot do it. I want to create new experiences and build new memories with your mother. If you cannot like me, don't, if you cannot respect me, don't, but at least tolerate me. Do it for your mother. You don't think she deserves at least that kind of effort? - Ren finished his tirade.

- You're right... - Goten started - You are absolutely right... Our father is this planet and maybe even the universe savior, there will be no one like him ever again, but... You are also correct about our mom, she deserves to be happy. I want her to be happy! Our father left this planet, he never told us where he went, for how long is he going to be away, even if he will ever come back. I don't hate him for doing that, but I cannot blame my mom for wanting to do something other than die alone. I'm sorry mom.

- We... we are sorry mother. Ren... - Gohan couldn't find the right words.

- Don't think about it kid, it's ok. - Ren calmed him down.

- My boys... Everything is alright, come here. - she hugged them tightly.

Since that moment a connection between everyone has been established. Both Gohan and Goten tried to learn to tolerate this new man at their mother's side and eventually they started to appreciate his presence. Ren wasn't a fighter, but he was an intelligent man, who they always could ask for advice on everyday problems. The most important thing for them though, was the fact that ChiChi started to bloom next to him and even they couldn't just overlook that fact. Everything was on the right tract again.

That all ended a couple of years ago, when ChiChi begun to feel pain in the lower part of her spine. No doctor could say why it was happening and no treatment was able to stop the progressing deterioration of her health. They tried everything, even the magical senzu beans did absolutely nothing and with Dragon Balls gone, there didn't exist a solution to what was happening. They could only watch as it was happening. They saw the pain their mother felt and how it killed her inside to live with the knowledge that this is not temporary, this is how it will be, this is her life now and it still could get worse. Therapy was expensive, as was rehabilitation, but with all the effort, after two years, doctors were able to slow down the breakdown significantly. Her life was no longer in danger, but there was no signs of improvement. That made Gohan choose a career path that, while not a dream job, was able to bring him enough money to take care of his mother.

- Mr Son...? - the secretary came in to Gohan's office.

- Yes, ms Inu? - Gohan asked.

- The documents you requested finally arrived.

- Perfect, exactly what I needed.

Of course sometimes life gives people a challenge they cannot overcome, of course some people don't seem to understand their limitations. Back in West City, deep under the headquarters of the global giant, Capsule Corporation, lies a testing facility. Not many people seen it with their own eyes, not many people know it exists. It was designed and created by dr Brief, Bulma's father. Although he couldn't finish it and the project was almost never finished, there was one person who insisted, that it just has to be done. A young scientist, dr Setno, fascinated by the works and achievements of the late Capsule Corp. founder, scratched and clawed, begged and pleaded, but finally was given the chance to get access to dr Brief's blueprints and to the secret underground laboratory.

The only entrance led through the elevator shaft, it would be too easy if the elevator itself was functional. "Great... That will be the first thing to work on", he said to himself while preparing a climbing equipment "Let's just hope you are worth it, for my sake mostly...". After securing the rope and making sure there is nothing he forgot to pack the slow descent has begun. The shaft itself was a massive construction, Setno checked his gear and one of the readings stated he was over five hundred feet under the ground level. "What is your secret? Why did you go to so much trouble to hide it?" he questioned himself while securing another rope. Finally, his feet touched the very bottom "One thousand feet, seriously, I do hope it was worth it, my career is on the line here". He unhooked the harness, turned on his headlamp and slowly started to walk along the corridor leading from the elevator.

"According to my instructions, there should be a service room or something like that somewhere here, good thing electricity was brought down here before this place was sealed. All I need to do now is find the main switch". He wondered around for a solid hour, slowly realizing how huge this facility actually was. Eventually he did find the service center and there the maintenance room, after tripping up five times on the cables laying on the floor he managed to reach the main circuit breaker. "Here goes nothing..." he thought and pushed every switch to 'ON' position. Very faint hum started to spread throughout the place and then from the hidden speakers a voice.

Booting up systems... DONE

Power Source Feed Check... DONE

Mainframe Stability Check... DONE

Memory Backup Check... DONE

Movement Control Check... DONE

Optical Scanners Check... DONE

Virtualization Matrix Check... DONE

Minor Systems Check... DONE

All Systems Fully Operational

As the lights started turning on and the shadows dwindled away, Setno went to the main office, where supposedly was meant to be the computer with all ongoing projects. Of course ongoing was a bit of an overstatement, since the last current project this place would've seen was at least 15 years old. Still the technology of the equipment used was top-notch, even looking at it through the lens of the present time. "Brief was a genius, there is no doubt about it, some of the things I see here are still in the prototype phase now and he had them back then". Main office was in the center of the complex. He found what he was looking for, the data bank. Unlike everything else, the computer here was very dated and turning it on took a longer while. "Finally... Ok let's see what we have here... Concepts, blueprints, projects, ideas... Yes, this is the true treasure of dr Brief", he thought while looking at everything left after the old doctor. Suddenly he heard a voice through the speakers.

- Who are you? - said the voice of a young man. - You are not doctor Brief.

- I... I am... My name is Setno, Cal Setno, I am a doctor, as was mister Brief.

- Where is doctor Brief? - asked the voice again after a couple seconds of silence.

- I am terribly sorry to tell you, bu he is no longer among us, he passed away a while ago.

- Doctor Brief, dead. Acknowledged. - voice paused for a solid minute. - Why are you here, Cal Setno?

- I came here to see what did dr Brief left behind. I studied his work, he was the sole reason got interested in science in the first place. I want to see what he was working on and find out if I can find anything we, the people on the surface, could use.

- Acknowledged. What is your access level?

- Give me a second... - Setno started frantically search his pockets and the bag he had with him. - Where could that be... seriously... Here! - he raised a security card to the sensor. - My security clearance is level 5, code 4TZ89-RFT1

- Acknowledged. Workshops access... GRANTED. Laboratory access... GRANTED. Full data base access... GRANTED. Doctor Cal Setno, you have gained permanent, full access to this facility. If you ever feel like you don't need it anymore, please terminate yourself, thank you. What would you like to do today?

- Hmm... What was the last project that doctor Brief has worked on?

- Searching... Latest project... Found. Project "C-16", completion 10%.

- Where can I find it?

- Workshop number seven, second corridor to the left, third door to the right.

Cal found the workshop and opened the door. In the middle of the room was a big table and on the table was... something covered with a sheet. He slowly approached it and grabbed the edge of the sheet. "Well, let's see now...", he thought and quickly pulled it off. On the table he saw something that looked vaguely human, but in many, many parts. He started to examine the parts. Everything was bent, slightly charred and mangled, it looked as it was destroyed in an explosion.

- What exactly is this? - Setno asked the voice from earlier.

- Those are the remains of android, it's code name was "16". Those parts were gathered after the event in earth's history called "Cell Games" happened.

- I remember, I read about it. Did dr Brief make it?

- No, android 16 was created by a person named dr Gero, but was later damaged. Dr Brief reconstructed him with his daughter, Bulma. He was able to gain enough knowledge about it to recreate the blue prints from examinations during that period of time.

- Why dr Brief brought those parts here?

- Android 16's main objective was to destroy one person and one person only, he decided to do otherwise. Dr Brief felt like he owes android 16 something, after 16 had a change of heart and got destroyed while trying to protect the planet.

- But "Cell Games" were a long time ago, why are those parts still so damaged? Why didn't dr Brief make more progress?

- The creator of number 16, dr Gero, spent a big part of his life to do that. Dr Brief had the blueprints, but going from analyzing plans to actual work took him years. He was able to recover the personality chip along with hard drives of number 16, that was his priority. Chip was integrated into one on the inventions of dr Brief and number 16 became his companion since then.

- That sounds interesting. So, from what you say, I could find this invention and talk to number 16?

- Correct.

- Where is it then? I would love to talk to someone who knew dr Brief personally.

- Here, and you already are.

- Wait, are you saying... - Cal was caught off guard for a second. - Are you number 16?

- Correct.

Cal didn't really know what to say for a bit, but then started to ask questions about the good doctor, about his work, inventions, plans. He learned from 16 about the details of "Cell Games", details that the history books omitted to mention. They spent hours talking about the Red army and dr Gero, Cal learned about Goku and his friends, about the enemies that appeared and disappeared, about the dragon balls. He almost could not believe what he had heard. The world's history, world's heroes, so many lies, so much wrong information. He felt like this was the first time he actually saw the reality, and in a way, he did.

- Well number 16, the world did not stood still since dr Brief's time. While I did see here machines that we above have only concepts of... People have increased the production efficiency and developed new technologies, new types of materials. I don't know if my mind is as bright as the one dr Brief had, but I want to help you, I want to rebuild you. With your help of course.

- I... Of course. Thank you, Cal Setno.