Author's note: Sorry, not more funny author's notes, yadda yadda yadda. Rules changed. Could loose entire story. Bleh.

This chapter introduces a character, Veda, that you might vaguely remember from 'Bring me to Life'. I'm going to replace the chapter she and all her friends were in to edit them out. Why? Because I've decided to make a NEW DBXLV (the dimension I write in), only introducing Veda. Will write that later. Just know this, Veda is Vegeta's niece (trust me, that will make sense in later convo's between characters and maybe some flashbacks) and lived with Goku for awhile, but has been living at the Capsule Co. for four years. She met the gang when she was 10. She's now 15. Sorry for that long explanation....

And thank you for the reviews.

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Goten couldn't believe it. Before his very eyes, was the empty casket of his dead brother. He took a step back, aghast at the different possibilities before him. What did this mean? For one, this meant he, his brother, was no longer inside. He was somewhere else. Alive?! Was he not in there because he was alive? No, that would mean dragon balls. Dragon balls? He just saw him in there not two weeks ago. Did he though? Did he check? Would he have noticed? When was the last time he actually peered into the cursed thing?

He seriously couldn't remember the last time he checked Gohan's casket. Could he have been alive for long? NO, Goten! He can't be alive! It's been too long since he died to come back! A year, that was the limit right? And besides, he died of natural causes. That would make it impossible.

Lightheaded. Still dead. Not coming back. Quit fantasizing, Goten. He's not coming back.

He's still in the casket.

Not in the casket! Where? Where could he be?

Goten's thoughts were going to fast for him to really grasp onto. It made no sense. Bulma had security here, so he couldn't have gotten away without anyone noticing. Then what happened? A strange and disturbing thought entered his head. Did someone come and get his body? And if so, for what reason? He grimaced at the thought. Someone stole his brother's body. A dull feeling entered the tips of his fingers. Also, a feeling of shame came over him as well. How could he let this happen? His brother, dead, unable to defend his body. Why should Goten care though? It didn't mean Gohan was coming back, if his body was there or not. But still. A dreadful feeling came over him...

Okay. Goten slid back into a pew, the last time it having been used was three years ago, almost four, when he died. One of two things happened today. ONE. Gohan's alive. Highly unlikely. TWO. Someone stole his body. Just as unlikely. He had to talk to someone. He had to figure this out. Before taking off to the sky, he had to check one more time, just to make sure.

Still empty.

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The day had been relatively normal for Trunks Briefs. That is, until a certain 'best friend' had gone COMPLETLEY INSANE.

"Goten. THAT'S COMPLETLEY INSANE." Trunks growled, and continued typing on the computer. "I've got homework to do. This program is due tomorrow, and I have this glitch I can't quite figure out—"

"TRUNKS!!! You have to believe me. His casket is EMPTY!" Goten cried. Trunks ceased his typing, a doubtful look in his eyes, and looked disapprovingly at Goten. Trunks had let his hair grow out a bit, and for the most part kept it tied back at the base of his head, but it wasn't long enough to keep his front bangs out of his face. Currently he was wearing a black tank top and teal gi pants.

"Goten." Trunks said slowly. "Do you realize how insane that sounds? My mother has a security ring. We have a camera on over there."

Goten narrowed his brows. "You have a camera watching my brother's grave?"

"My mom has a camera on EVERYTHING. She would have more, but, you know, it's a grave...."

"So it's unlikely that someone got in."

"Correct."

"So someone got out?"

"....What?!"

"Because Gohan's not there anymore."

Trunks let out a small cry of frustration. "Goten, there isn't any way that he could be gone!!!"

"BUT HE IS."

"You know what? We're going over there RIGHT NOW so I can prove you wrong, so I can get back to my code."

Trunks stormed past Goten, and Goten has a small, victorious smile on his face. "Trunks, you will be way more surprised than you think..." He followed after him, determined to find out what happened to Gohan's body.

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They were about to arrive at Gohan's burial site. But just before walking up to the gates, Trunks paused and gave Goten a glare over his shoulder.

"Now before I prove you wrong, you have to promise not to yell, cry, make excuses, or bother me about how 'it was so totally gone before', okay? Goten, I know it hurts that your big bro died, but it's been almost four years. I don't mean to be insensitive, but you can't go on thinking he's going to come back."

"I never said he was alive Trunks! I just know he's gone!" Goten retorted. "Now let's get in there and figure out what happened."

"I think we need to figure out what happened to your BRAIN." Trunks muttered, swiped his identity card through the gate security, and opened the gate. They walked through the two sides of black pews, towards the white casket, with the clear glass that seemed to be lying to everyone...

Just before Trunks could peer into the empty thing, Goten felt a chill run up his spine. Laughter. Light. Taunting. Teasing. ...Familiar? It was behind him. Didn't Trunks hear it? It...It... It couldn't be. It was becoming louder. Trunks felt Goten's hesitance. He looked back.

"Oh? You think that maybe your eyes WERE playing tricks on you Got-... What...? Who in the hell are you?" He spouted, looking past Goten. Goten couldn't bring himself to look back, he knew who it was, but, no it couldn't be. It just couldn't. Trunks braced himself, while Goten just lowered his head, fists tight and trembling.

"You won't find him here. He's gone." The voice was powerful and intimidating, but held a hint of something that wasn't quite right, something that was perhaps inviting in a mildly joking manner, yet it was completely misplaced. Goten shuddered. Trunks gasped. He spun around and checked the casket.

"OH MY F()CKING KAMI HE REALLY IS GONE!!!!!!" Trunks screamed out, unbelieving. Goten slid his gaze back towards the intruder, shy and scared at the same time, afraid of what he would see.

A cloaked figure was at the gate of the clearing. He had a twisted smile, and his eyes were hidden by the shadow of the setting sun. "Gone. Gone from that prison. Now he is somewhere else... You won't find him."

Goten trembled. "You know where he is, don't you?"

The figure didn't move an inch, but his smile grew a little.

Goten faced the intruder, with Trunks screaming and going through the possibilities in out loud, and screamed. "Is he alive?!"

"Alive is an ambiguous term." The figure replied, and turned. "You won't find him. Your questions are futile." He began to walk away.

"GET BACK HERE!" Goten screamed out and charged after him. Trunks lifted his sight from the glass coffin and looked after Goten, still in shock and unable to find it in himself to help his friend.

The figure halted. "Not wise."

Goten flew back, the cloaked figures ki hitting him head on, sending him past Trunks and through the steel gates. Trunks cried out after his friend, rushing to his aid.

"You will not find him here. Not on this mudball." The figure laughed, hand outstretched, his ki having moved so fast Trunks was barley able to tell that it had happened. Suddenly he was surrounded by a pale blue aura, then he rocketed off into the sky, leaving the ground unsettled in his wake.

"Goten, Goten! Are you okay?!" Trunks cried, attempting to pull his friend out of the gate, some hair falling into his face as he did so, and his eyes wide and full of worry.

Goten grunted, eyes tight in pain. He forced as smile as Trunks pulled him out, and helped him up. "He didn't even try to hit me hard... But man..." He forced himself to stand on his own. "He knows where Gohan is. I just know it. They stole his body, Trunks! We have to get after him!"

"We need help. He is way to powerful..."

"He'll get away Trunks! He said Gohan's not even on the planet!"

"Even if we catch him we won't be able to beat him Goten! We-need-help!!"

"WE DON'T HAVE TIME!" Goten threw himself into the sky, upbursting pebbles and dirt underneath, and Trunks following.

"He's leaving the planet, right?" Trunks cried as they flew in the direction of the mysterious ki. Goten kept a stern look on his face, but cringed slightly.

"I guess that would make sense. But how would you know?"

"I'll keep track of his ki, and if I feel him leaving the planet, I'll go super saiyan. In the mean time I'll be trying to sneak a space ship out of my house in a capsule. Grandpa should be having a good one lying around. But for now you get home, and maybe convince your dad to help, okay?"

Goten slowed his frantic flight, and studied Trunks face. If it were any other time, he would have smiled and agreed, but adrenalin was pumping so hard in his body, he just wanted to FIGHT. He supposed that was his father in him. Saiyan blood.... Such a curse, but a blessing all the same. His human half pulled him down a little, and he was only able to get a nod out to Trunks.

"Alright Goten. Maybe get some dinner too. You'll probably need it."

As Goten watched Trunks fly away, he nearly laughed. In such a desperate attempt to catch the man he was after, he had already lost track of his ki.

"Trunks, I hope you can still feel him...." He flew off towards his house.

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"Goten, why are you home so late? We had dinner two hours ago..."

"Sorry mom. I was visiting over at Trunks house." Goten quipped quickly, not sure how to get his mom or dad in on what happened this evening. He was still breathing heavy, having just walked into the bright house, the peace inside of it nearly disgusting him. Gochi, his preteen sister, was laid out over the couch reading her most recent issue of 'Teen Magazine', and Chi-Chi was sweeping the kitchen.

"I can tell it too. It looks as if you've been playing too hard."

"Mom, I don't 'play' anymore. It's called training."

"Training for what?" She asked, truly confused. "There's not some sort of monster trying to destroy the world again, is there?"

"Ug. Never mind. Where's dad?"

"He went outside after dinner. He should be back soon."

Goten smiled and was about to say his thanks to his mother and go after his father, but he felt a slight rise in Trunks power. Uneasy, he simply waved to his mom to go find his dad. Chi-Chi didn't protest, thankfully, she simply shook her head and went back to finishing the kitchen floor.

Back outside, it was getting more dim by the second, because the sun was setting, leaving a pale blue towards the horizon, but as it reached up high into the sky the darkness of night was already apparent. Goten had to find his dad soon. It was fairly easy enough to find his ki, and he followed it into a nearby forest. Good thing his dad wasn't far off, but he was only half paying attention, because Trunks ki was steadily rising, giving Goten a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Goten?"

He nearly stumbled over his step, having nearly run into the back of his father. Goku wore a concerned look on his face, raising up from his defensive stance, whereas four years ago he would have greeted his son with a teasing smile. Goten laughed nervously. "Oh. Hey dad. I was just... uh... I was simply, uh, I, you know...."

Goku smiled lopsidedly, and brushed some dirt off of his arms, and stretched his arms a bit. "Cummon son, spit it out. It's okay." A light, dry laughter came after this as Goten continued to stammer. What was he supposed to tell his dad? 'Oh, hey, you know... Gohan's body is missing from his grave and this guy came up and told us indirectly that he stole his body and is getting ready to leave the planet so we have to get after him before it's too late?!' That sounded REALLY sane. He opened his mouth to say just that, when his jaw locked.

Trunks.

His power.

Super saiyan.

No time!!!

"Dad, could you instant transmit me over to Trunks house?" Goten pleaded desperately.

Goku narrowed his eyes to the horizon. "Does it have anything to do with his power suddenly rising...?"

Goten's stomach sank. Thinking on his feet was something he was NOT good at, but he gave it a shot. "Oh, it's a... ha ha! Game we're playing. Yes. A game. We're playing... uh... Global hide and go seek. Ha! Won't he get a surprise when I show up so quickly. Ha. You'll have to teach me this trick dad. It would make the game so much more fun. Ha ha. Yes."

Oh man, he could punch himself in the face.

Goku gave Goten a disbelieving look, but grabbed his shoulder tight, and brought his two fingers to his forehead.

While he was too preoccupied now to appreciate it, Goten loved doing this. The whole world around him seeming to simply go lopsided, it made him queasy with childlike glee. Then, the static came, and a pulling feeling tugged at his stomach, and before they knew it, they were right outside the Capsule Co. building.

"Oh! Thanks dad. Love you. Got to go. Now get back to the house before Trunks figures out I got your help!"

Goku paused, looking into Goten's eyes affectionately. "It's okay son. Don't lie to me. I know what you have to do. Do you think I didn't feel what happened? Go on. I'll cover for you while you get out of here. I think it's time for you to finally grow up."

Tears fought their way suddenly up. "Dad, I'll be back as soon as I can, I promise!" He flung his arms around his father in a tight hug, and Goku reciprocated it, nearly hesitantly. "I'll make you and Gohan proud!"

Pulling away from his father quickly, he ran off around the building, Goku smiling after him. "Goten, I hope you find what you're looking for. We'll be waiting for you son..."

Just then, Bulma came out of the front door, looking puzzled. "Goku? What's going on?" Once again her hair was short and straight, and walked up to Goku, her large blue eyes suspicious behind her glasses.

A nervous laugh came up, and Goku searched his brain quickly. "Uh... you see, the boys are playing 'Global Hide-and-Go-Seek...'"

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"Trunks!"

"Goten!"

Goten ran up in the large back field of the Briefs. Trunks had powered down from super saiyan, apparently, because his long lavender hair was back to normal.

"Listen, that guy joined a bunch of different powerful ki! They just started leaving the Earth, and I've got our fastest ship Goten!" Trunks said quickly, grabbing his arm and running off, Goten stumbling to keep up. "The Capsule Five, and I've got it already set up and ready to go!! Right... over..." Trunks slowed down to a slow walk. "...here..."

It was a beautiful ship. A bit smaller than what Goku used to get to Namek so many years ago, when Gohan was only a small boy. It was so new that it was still just a white ball, without the logo of Capsule Co. on it. The only thing that kept them from going inside, was because there was something unexpected waiting for them.

"So, you guys think you're leaving? Without me?"

"Oh... Hey Veda..." Trunks laughed.

Goten's stomach, not for the first time that day, dropped. Trunks' punk of a cousin. Standing there, in front of the ramp of the ship. Her unruly brown hair in reaching spikes just beyond her shoulders, narrow teal eyes, t-shirt and jeans, waving tail behind her... In the very posture of her younger stature, it all implied that she was going to cause trouble.

"Veda, please." Goten pleaded. "We have to get out of here. We have to leave, to get after..."

"I know, you idiot." Veda snapped, her teal eyes flashing violently at Goten. He cringed. "...And I'm coming with you. Things are way to boring on this planet." She sneered.

"You can't come with us!" Trunks cried, throwing his arms into the air in frustration. "You'll just get in the way. I don't even think you can turn Super Saiyan yet you brat!"

"I'll scream." The look on her face was eerily calm.

"Veda, no..."

"Please Veda! Not now!"

A triumphant smirk came over her face as she breathed in deeply, opening her mouth do comply...

Suddenly, she was found with Trunks strong hand over her mouth, arms pinned with his other arm, and Goten heaving up her legs, as they ran inside with her, while she was attempting to scream and break away.

"Okay, fine, we just gotta go!" Trunks wailed, them tossing her aside on the pale brown tile floor of the ship. Trunks flew into the seat in front of the computer, typing and mashing button quickly. Goten barley had time to let the soft setting of the room, with the giant machine running through the middle of the thing and white walls before the ramp slid up with a –chink- and the door slamming shut, sending a shudder through machine. Even though she was just getting ready to throw a tempter tantrum a second ago, Veda was looking around, completely in awe of what was getting ready to happen.

"Hold onto something, cause here we go!"

With one last slam onto a button, the whir of machinery exploded around them. Goten stepped back, feeling like he was going to vomit. Veda clung onto the machine in the middle of the room, she felt a tremendous power all around her.

Then, they were gone.

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