Two years had passed, and Rutaba was now... two years and five months old. She had grown well, and could walk and run. Her hair remained uncut, and Rutaba's blue tresses began to look more like her mother's.

But Broly, as soon as he noted Rutaba could walk, began training her to fight.

Her young mind enjoyed moving about, but she didn't understand why dad was so serious about it. Sometimes he would hit her when she stumbled, which usually made her cry- something he didn't like; and this in turn sometimes made him hit her more. Launch let Broly know that she didn't exactly approve of this, but knew she would be unable to challenge him on it. Then on the other hand, she sometimes saw Rutaba perform a kick or punch, once even while jumping. The leaping attack made her remember Tien, and Son Goku and Master Roshi, and Krillin. Launch hoped that if Rutaba was going to be a fighter, she would at least be like her old crush.

Broly showed Rutaba the punch again. She was progressing as well as he could hope for, but sometimes she seemed clumsy and would trip over her own feet. That must be her human blood... she certainly didn't get that from me. He did the lunging punch again. "Now do it."

Rutaba did the punch, but her arm was over-extended slightly. She looked up at her father, and he looked angry. She quickly threw the punch again, and again. Her father still looked mad.

Her feet are still so clumsy, it's slowing down her learning speed. This is almost hopeless... Then Broly suddenly had an idea. If she was so clumsy on the ground, she would begin to learn doing them in the air. "Rutaba! Sit down with me for a minute. No, out of my lap, child- there." Rutaba sat down across from Broly, and gazed at him happily. "Close your eyes, and..." Broly cast about for a moment how to explain ki and using it to fly to a two year old. "...and breathe. Feel the air filling your lungs..."

Rutaba filled her lungs with the spring air happily. She didn't quite know how to feel the air filling her up, so she imagined it doing so. Which, actually, was close enough. She breathed in and out, glad she could rest for a moment.

Already, she nearly has it. Maybe in a week or so... "Now, Rutaba, feel the air going to your whole body as you breathe in... good." At this rate, I might as well run through the whole process. "Now breathe in, and feel the air leaving your body and pushing against the ground... and rise..."

Rutaba followed her dad's strange instructions. They gave her a wonderful light and happy feeling, which she loved though she couldn't understand it.

"Keep doing it, now... open your eyes and move towards me." Rutaba's eyes popped open and she floated towards Broly, and gave him a hug. "That's good. Now I want you to do it every night before you sleep." Rutaba nodded, glad to have pleased her father. "But right now, we're going to practice doing the punch while you're in the air..."

ONE YEAR LATER

Launch dried off the plate, and put it in the dish drainer. As she went back to washing, she thought about how Broly had stepped up Rutaba's training. Amazingly, Rutaba could fly now, and this had helped take away her clumsiness. They trained every day, as soon as Broly got home from the shop, and until supper. Rutaba was beginning to show real promise with her fighting skills, and was getting better every day.

But on the downside, their daughter was now so energetic the house could barely contain her. She ran and flew around it at full speed, giggling and knocking into fragile things Launch now realized she shouldn't have left out. The noise angered Broly, who once every so often hit Rutaba. He usually reserved his strikes for their training nowadays, but he would not hesitate to punish Rutaba if he thought she was acting up.

And perhaps the oddest thing was that Rutaba was not mortally terrified of Broly. She was quick to correct herself and shy away if she thought he would hit her, but otherwise was just as sweet towards him as anyone else. Broly seemed to have softened towards them, but Launch started to wonder if this was related to how well Rutaba's training was going.

Broly walked up behind her. "Launch, I'm going to take Rutaba camping for a few days."

The news was a welcome surprise for Launch. "Where to?"

"Diablo Desert."

"Won't it be getting hot there this time of year?

"...Yes. But this is important for her. She needs to get comfortable with her Oozaru form while she's still young."

"Oozaru...? Tell me what that is again?"

Broly sighed. "If a Saiyan has their tail, they can transform into an Oozaru under a full moon, or a light source similar to one. It... looks like... an ape." Broly hated to put it like that, because the Saiyan Oozaru from was more than that: it was one of the great powers of their race. However, Launch was slow to believe information about the Saiyans, and she wouldn't have understood otherwise.

"...Just make sure you take plenty of water for her."

"Alright. We'll be leaving in a few minutes. Everything's ready to go."

A few seconds later Rutaba ran in with her bag. "Mommy, we go to da sandy place!"

Launch smiled. "Remember to dump the sand out of your shoes, Rutie."

Rutaba jumped up to hug her mother. "I will, Mommy!"

Stuffing the water bottles into his bag, Broly walked back to the living room. "Ready, Rutaba?" Rutaba squeezed Launch for a second, then nodded. She followed him outside.

"Huvva car, Daddy?" Rutaba pointed to their hover car.

"No. We'll be flying there." Broly nodded to Rutaba, and floated of the ground a few feet. She did the same, and a second later they were off.

ELSEWHERE

Gohan was getting ready to go to sleep, but he kept feeling a prescence far away. "Dad?" He didn't hear Goku coming, so he called again. "Dad?"

Before he knew it, his father was in his room. "What is it, Gohan? Are you having trouble sleeping?"

"Well, I was going to, but I keep feeling a huge ki off to the West."

"The West...?" Goku turned his senses in that direction, and there indeed was a huge ki radiating from that area- one that was almost at the power of his Super Saiyan form! "...and, there's something familiar about this energy..."

FOURTEEN MONTHS LATER

Rutaba and Broly were out in Gizard Wasteland, training. Rutaba was now very strong, and was training in ki techniques at this point. She had learned the Exploding Wave technique(The one Nappa used to level East City) in a disturbingly short amount of time, but was making slower progress everywhere else. She could fire a basic burst of her (golden red)ki, but had trouble with stronger concentrations and amounts.

"Focus!" Broly commanded. "This is essential to your training; every proper Saiyan has a few signature ki techniques! You need to develop them now, so your ki control will improve."

Rutaba frowned slightly. She liked exercising with her father, but he could be really mean sometimes. Hmmm, I like spinny things... Rutaba formed an orb of ki in her right hand, and began to picture it spinning-

"More power!" Interjected Broly.

-the spinning continued, faster and faster as she pumped in more power. The sphere elongated into an thin oval, and grew larger. She threw the drill-like energy at a rock tower, and soon after burrowing in a few yards, she lost control of the energy drill and the formation exploded.

Though Rutaba lost control, Broly thought it was intentional. "Not bad, not bad. Try one more..."

This time Rutaba put even more energy into it, trying to work on making it spin as fast as she could. The effort started to make her dizzy, so she threw the yard-long energy drill at another rock formation. This time it made it all the way through, and was into another one before exploding.

"Well, that's actually a decent technique," Broly said. "Give it a name."

It's spinny... and I wanna put Mommy's name in it too. "Dad, what's that spinny tool you use to fix things? And what's Mommy's name?"

"It's called a drill; and her name is Launch."

"So I'll call it Drill Launcher!" Rutaba said, posing heroically.

I've heard worse... and she is only four... "Fine. Let's keep going; try doing those Drill Launchers as fast as you can..."

TEN MONTHS LATER

Rutaba was now five and a half years old, and had started school. She was a teacher's worst nightmare; constantly laughing and moving around, but yet still one of(if not) the smartest in the class. The other children found her tail supremely fascinating, and constantly tried to touch it. Rutaba would say she got it from her father. Launch, however, instructed Rutaba to say it was a new costume piece from Capsule Corp., a gift from Broly. Regardless, no one took it too seriously, and Rutaba's Saiyan heritage went unquestioned.

The energetic young girl especially enjoyed spending time off with her parents during school holidays. She would tell them all about her classmates, and her teachers, and the different kinds of paste she got to eat in art class.

But recently, Cell had been terrorizing the world, and school in Orange Star City had been indefinitely suspended. So Broly had intensified Rutaba's training, and she had responded. But Broly being Broly, it had been so hellish Rutaba had needed a couple hospital visits. Blond Launch gave Broly the tongue lashing of his life the second time she'd gone, and had mandated a period of rest, or else she would follow up on her old threat to shove a live grenade up Broly's rear. Against his gut feelings, Broly indeed cut back on Rutaba's combat training.

And then, the Cell Games had been announced. Surprisingly, Rutaba expressed a desire to go out and "Killify Cell's meanie-face", but both her parents were against this.

"If either of you goes, it'll be your father," Launch had said.

"You're not strong enough." Broly had simply stated. He himself badly wanted to go, though, and was making plans to participate.

It was a bright and sunny day, and the fate of the world rested on the shoulders of a few brave men.

Broly was not a member of that group, though. Launch had been arguing with him about it, and by the time the Games had begun, he was still at the house. Then, just indifferently storming out from the house, he went. Rutaba had been sulking in her room when she heard him slam the door on his way out. As quietly as she could she snuck out of her bedroom window, and raced off to catch up. Rutaba was a fast flier now, and soon met up with Broly.

"DADDY! Wait for me!"

"What the- Rutaba? What are you doing here? "

"I'm gonna stop Cell! Those people need help!"

"No! You are not going any farther!"

"Why? I'm a big girl- I could help them!"

"I already told you, you're not strong enough!" Broly stared at Rutaba. Of all the times when her Saiyan blood could rise up... The image of Launch cradling a newborn Rutaba floated up into Broly's mind.

Rutaba acted surprised and pointed behind Broly. "Look! Cell!" Broly actually fell for it, and Rutaba raced ahead. She didn't get too far, though. Broly caught her, and without thinking struck Rutaba across the face. But, this only seemed to anger her. "No! I'm gonna help them!" She wriggled out of Broly's grasp, and her feelings woke up a hidden power within her as she gathered up her energy. Rutaba screamed, and suddenly her hair turned gold and drew itself upwards; and she was surrounded by a golden flame-like aura. Her ki kept soaring as she turned towards the fight and began charging a massive Drill Launcher...

MEANWHILE

It took all of Cell's focus to stay in command of his beam struggle with Gohan. From somewhere nearby, like a light switch, a towering ki had come onto the scene. But though it was mighty, the Saiyan's brat was still stronger- not to mention he was also trying to destroy him. Then, like a nightmare that kept getting worse, he sensed two powerful attacks coming in: one from supposedly downed Vegeta; and an even stronger one from the new warrior.

Gohan had also sensed the arrival of an almost recognizable and powerful ki. But his father's spirit was with him; and he also sensed the mystery warrior's massive attack was aimed at Cell. Still, Cell kept up the struggle, and even began to gain back an advantage- until Vegeta's Big Bang Attack hit Cell. The villain's effort faltered, and his Kamehameha lost power. Then he felt his father's voice reverberate through his body: "GOHAN! NOW!" This final encouragement from his father behind him, Gohan poured out all his energy into the Kamehameha. It engulfed Cell just as the ki drill arrived, and it totally destroyed Cell- and negated the potentially earth-shattering power of the mystery fighter's attack.

Completely spent, Gohan reverted back to his normal form and collapsed. He smiled, knowing that his father was proud of him, then gave in to exhaustion and closed his eyes.