A/N Hi guys my name is Innocence, Boardelined, I love snakes, Karate, DBZ, and I despise DBZK! this is my first story so I hope you enjoy!

Goku: I'm hungry!

BI: Go eat!

Goku: But-!

BI: No buts! I can't cook as good as Chi-Chi and I have to say the disclaimer!

Goku: The what? Oh the thingy that tells your readers that you don't own any of DBZ, but you do own Gochi and you just write this story for kicks?

BI: (Smirks) Yeah, that.

~Story time!~

I was kidnapped at the age of eight years old. My mother and father were devistated, not to mention my siblings and neice. I was missing for nine damn years before I finally pushed my power to the edge and hightened my ki output enough for my dad to gather up some of the other Z-fighters and bring my captors to justice, aka they were never to be seen again, or so we thought. 3 months past and I was in perfect physical condition. Oh I might want to let you in on a little personal info:

Name: Gochi Aura Son; The Ox Princess; Doragon Ora Son; Princess Gochi Dragon Aura Son; Dragon Aura Son. (Phew (^_^'))

Age: 16.

Parents: Chi-Chi Ox Son; Ox Princess; Chi-Chi Ox, Son Goku; Kakarott.

Siblings: Son Goten (bro.), Son Gohan (married bro.), Son Videl Satan (sis-n-law).

Nieces/Nephews: Son Pan (Neice)

Looks: Long black hair that is pulled into a naturally spiked pony-tail with cut in, side swept bangs on either side. Piercing forrest green eyes. She sports a natural tan that highlights her well toned muscles. You can often see her with black hand wraps, red bracelets, multiple earings, gi bottoms, tube top, sports bra, and martial arts grade boots.

Background Info: Gochi is booksmart but she isn't a bookworm, she prefers the hands on method to boreing lectures and speaches. According to her mother she was subjected to tests before birth that altered her genetic make-up to that of a full-blood Saiyan, with the perks of a demi'. She has her mother's short fused temper combined with Saiyan arrogance, pride, instincts, super senses, protectiveness, battle readiness, intelect, and being a Super Saiyan among other things. Unlike her father and brothers, her face embraces any scowl, smirk, or primal expression without any problem, it looks just as good as her heart-warming smile.

Okay that's enough personal stuff, the rest you can figure out or be clueless. After the attack just now we were ready, and we were out for blood.

"Come on 'Chi, I know you know IT." 'You have to be the one to take us there, I don't know if I can." Goku reasoned. One thing I know is my father is naive and a little lacking in more advanced materials, but he isn't stupid, he knows more than he lets on and when he does let us in on what is going on in his head, it takes us all by surprise.

"I guess you have a point," I submitted to my father's brief display of brain activity. "grab on or get left behind." I cracked my knuckles, the so called Dangerous Child Detainment Center (DCDC) would pay for the years that boardered into the decades in which they sealed me away and abused me. My green eyes were still lighter than they should be, hinting at the fury to be unleashed at the being responsible for my "detainment." There would be Hell to pay. This concerned my father and Gohan, both of whom knew that I mostly relied on my astounding speed that was beyond even Saiya-jin standards, and even though I was strong I had to resort to energy attacks that were concentrated and dense.

Once everyone was ready I teleported to the main branch of the vile franchise and immediatly I stalked off to find the head office, with Gohan trailing behind for back-up.

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"Gochi!" 'Wake up! Gochi!"

I sat up, but immediately regreted it and layed back down. My vision was blurred, my hearing was distorted and I had horrible spasms of pain dancing along my spine.

"Wah, what the hell happened?" A needle invaded my artery and diposited it's bone chilling contents into my cirrcular system. I shivered involuntarily as the serum spread life into my battle worn muscles and bones. I opened my eyes only to see two sets of blue and one onyx staring back. My vision and hearing cleared and I could clearly distinguish Bulma's lab, Bulma, Trunks, and my father.

"Well to be blunt, you battled, you won, and your tail grew back, you lost control, Vegeta knocked you out and ripped your tail off before we brought you here." Piccolo's voice hinted slightly at amusement as he relayed the time lapse prior to my loss of consiousness.

I was not as peeved off at the others as I could have been, but I took a few calming breaths before swinging my legs over the makeshift hospital bed and sliding down.

"Damn I'm sore!" I rubbed my neck and turned around just in time for my dad to smack me upside the head. "GAH! What was that for?" I rubbed the side of my head and joined the crowd of dumbstruck beings that were gawking at my dad. "You curse too much, it isn't right for a young woman to curse like an angry Vegeta with no reason, other than she feels like it. And your mother would kill us both if she found out I let it slide for this long."

"Sorry Otousan." I bowed respectfully at the spread of friends and family before me. "Arigatou, all of you. Gomenasai. What I did was naive and foolish, I let my emotions control me, and if it weren't for Vegeta cleaning up the mess I made and preventing it from worsening you all would've paid with your lives. I messed up horribly and I cannot appoligise enough for acting like a baka. That being said I hope none of you will dissagree with my wish to depart so I can train to prevent further events such as this one." It was now my turn to be the center of the appalled audience.

"NANI?" The unmistakable screech of my furious mother rang through the heads of the dumbfounded bystanders. "You are not going to leave us for Kami knows how long to train!" Chi-Chi was barring the doorway, brandishing her favorite punishing device, the dreaded frying pan. Yet despite the fact that I was the target of her rage, I held firm and unmoving.

"Okaasan, you have to let me, too many lives were placed on the line for my irresponsible actions." I pleaded with my mother to let me, it was the only way I could lift this mindnumbing guilt that plauged the depths of my concious and sub-concious mind.

"Let us go to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber mom. I will personally see to it that she is home by tommorow, alive." 'Wait Gohan! What do you mean us? You have a wife and daughter!' I stared, wide-eyed at my elder brother who shrugged it off. "That may be but training in the time chamber is the best solution, that way you get your training time, and mom doesn't have to wait more than a day at most for your return." Okay there was a few pros but I still had a con, "But why you, why not Otousan or Vegeta? They could train me just as well." I folded my arms and frowned at him in a way that resembled Vegeta greatly.

"Your Oniichan, is volunteering because there is a limit to how much time a person can spend in the chamber. Vegeta maxxed out training to fight Cell, I am nearly there so I'm out of the question since there is no point in not spending a whole year. Plus you need someone with experience in the chamber to be with you, so that leaves Gohan since he has been in before and still has a little over a year left."

It was pointless to try to talk them out of it, it was either trian with Gohan in the chamber, or stay at home and hope I can work out of the guilt that was boaring into my soul. "Okay, lets go. Piccolo, do you need a lift?" He nodded and my accomplices place their hands on my shoulders and Gohan told our Okaason to let everyone know where we were going and when we would return.

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The friendly black genie, Mr. Popo, opened the large wooden door that led into the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. As it creaked open I shivered with silent excitement while we stepped inside and the door clicked shut. While my eyes beheld the breathtaking site and my mind tried to comprehend what exactly I was looking at, Gohan placed a hand on my shoulder and we both took it in. It was then that I realized: I was going to be pushed to the brink for an entire year in this desolate wasteland.

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A message from Boardelined Innocence:

:) Please review, I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)

Translations:

Oniichan- Brother

Otousan- Dad

Okaasan- Mom

Kami- God

Baka- Idiot

Arigatou- Thank you

Gomenasai- I'm sorry

Nani- What

~d^_^b~

"We are born, innocent, believe me Adia, we are still Innoceeeent. It's easy we all falter, does it matter?"

Adia by Sarah McLachlan