"Ah, jeez! Where did that little thing go? HQ is going to kill me if they find out a Super Elite like myself let a wanted criminal escape!" a huff occurred at some far off outpost at a ramen stand.


Destiny Shattered Gaiden: Children of the Heroes


West City Mall...

A young woman wandered through the fifth floor concourse of what could be described as a mega mall. Her blue hair hung to the center of her shoulders while a striking red band held it back from her face. A pink sleeveless jacket with a white shirt beneath covered her torso while a red skirt and thigh highs of a similar color reached up her legs. In her left hand, an iced coffee and in her right a cell phone.

"Come on, where are you guys? I've been walking around the mall for like three hours," the young lady sighed into her phone. Bra had become lost in a place that she knew like the back of her hand.

'You got here like ten minutes ago,' a voice came from the speaker. The words carried with them the eye roll that the voice had done in reply to Bra's comment.

'Huh, you're on the fifth floor, right?' a second voice came through her phone, another young woman's voice that was slightly younger and a bit more naive than her own.

"Like I said I was Pan," Bra answered rolling her eyes. It had to be a practical joke on her at this point, they were moving constantly.

'Then, keep coming we can see you,' Pan replied.

Bra looked for Son Gohan's daughter but there were too many people in the way." Can you wave or something? Cause I'm still lost," Bra answered back bobbing her head to attempt to get a better view.

A golden spark flitted in the distance, before fizzling out it only lasted for a brief part of a second to most normal people. Bra though seen it move in slow motion her eyes locking onto the location right away.' Did ya see that?' Cha's voice cut through the phone, overpowering Pan's with a confident glee.

"Yep, be right there," Bra answered before seemingly vanishing from sight.

A trained eye could see her every movement. With honed speed she was jolting between people before they realized it. Her left hand rocking opposite her body to assure none of her coffee sloshed; an effort of refusal to spill it amid her incredible speed. Within a tenth of a second, she had found her way through the crowd that had blocked her and to the table housing her friends.

"See was that so hard?" Cha asked casually to her half-breed Saiyan friend, arms folded over her chest.

Bra pulled out a chair next to Pan and sighed." No, you guys were leading me the right way the entire time," Bulma's daughter answered shaking her head.

"Told you," Pan replied jovially, her black hair waving in front of her face. Her gloved left hand reached up and pushed those locks off to the left side behind her ear as she smiled." Though, I'm glad you made it."

Cha laughed." I am too, hopefully a metal alien doesn't decide to burst through that wall and ruin our day again," she pointed over her shoulder to the broad side of the mall, Rildo's attack being the last time they shared such a day.

"Don't remind me," Bra shook her head, a chill running down her spine.

"Well, that's enough of that then," Gohan's daughter replied placing her hands on the table. She took a breath in before letting it out and obtaining a huge smile." We're here to eat junk food, drink way too much iced coffee, and try on a ton of new clothes," she smiled before darting her eyes to Cha." No fighting," after that her eyes turned to Bra." No work. Just a bunch of girls doing normal girl stuff," Pan remarked with a huge smile across her face.

Cha smiled raising her fist." All right lead the way," the pale blue skinned Hera-jin half-ling replied with a pumping motion.

Bra's shoulders slumped, and her blue hair dangled between her eyes." But I just got here," she complained leaning back in her seat with a pouting smile.


West City...

"Aww!" Goten yawned leaning back in his desk chair, hands stretching behind his body. His black hair waved while the loud yawn continued through the office that he occupied.

Trunks looked forward shaking his head." Are you done, Goten?" Trunks asked, his cheek resting on his left hand which was supporting his resting head. His purple-silver hair dangled between his eyes as he continued to slump forward.

Son Goten chuckled finishing his yawn." Yeah, sorry Trunks, I've been really bored. I could really use a solid fight to stay sharp," the half-ling said to his employer.

'He's not wrong, we've taken over our fathers' roles and done nothing with it,' Vegeta's son sighed noticing Goten's expressive boredom." I know what you mean, but we need to get these financial reports done," Trunks begged looking his friend in the eyes.

"Yeah, I know. I just wanna go Super Saiyan again though," bored, and speaking in a way like his father, Goten answered back sitting forward to the desk to look over at Trunks.

Trunks looked up the binder he had placed on the desk remaining under his hand." So, you mean a real fight, like something from when we were kids?" he looked up curiously.

"Sure do, the tournament match was fun, don't get me wrong, but we couldn't get really loose during it," Goten answered back shaking his head to and fro." And since then we've been stuck doing boring office stuff."

'It's already been six months since either of us have thrown a real punch then. That long? Great, now I'm itching for a fight too,' Trunks shook his head." This boring office stuff is important," Trunks tried to mutter his reply, there was a half-heartedness behind it though.

"I know, I know, so let's just knock this one out of the park like we have the past three dozen," Goku's son raised a fist.' I should probably run into dad after work today. I know he'll make sure it's a good one,' he mentioned tapping his left index finger impatiently.

Trunks nodded in agreement, his lavender hair bobbing." Right, let's get to it Goten," he smiled opening the binder and pulling the first sheet they needed to look at from it.' Goten's hiding his need to fight, so I should do the same. A day off would be great...what I wouldn't do to be in Bra's shoes right now.'


The mall...

"Well, what do you think?" Bra questioned posing to her friends from within a pair of high heeled shoes.

"I don't know, seem pretty useless. What if you fall and break your ankle?" Cha asked looking at the sheer height of the heels.

Bra sat back on the nearest bench and nodded." Yeah, maybe you're right. Pan, what about you?" the blue haired heiress inquired her half-ling friend.

"I don't know. I liked them, I'd never wear them, but they could have worked for you," the daughter of Son Gohan replied while pulling what she wanted from the display." I'm thinking about trying on these," Pan mentioned holding up a pair of golden sandals with large golden plates that would protect one's shin.

"Go for it," her friends replied in unison while smiling, their eyes truly focusing on other shoes in the store.


Orange Star City...

"Today students we're going to be talking about how the kinetic energy of an object differs from the potential energy of said object," Son Gohan's voice came in front of his classroom. His hand moving to write out a basic equation on the white board that sat in the front of the lecture hall. Behind him, packed seats filled with physics students hanging on every word.

'I'm glad dad and the others actually accepted their retirements. Raditz is reading, Vegeta's doing light training, and dad is...well being dad,' Gohan mused to himself while continuing to write. Numerous times previous he would have thoughts of Earth's defenders and find their kis spiking with intense training exercises.' It is going on six months since they stepped aside fully, and nothing has really happened,' he continued.

"As many of you are aware, the potential energy of any object is the energy the object has whilst at rest. It usually refers to said object's mass and the influence gravity would have upon it," he drew a box sitting on the edge of an inclined plane with '50kg' drawn in the center of this box." For example, this object at fifty kilograms and a height of three meters with normal gravity would have a potential energy of 1471.5 Joules," Gohan explained drawing out the formula on the white board to reach his mental conclusion.

'I can almost feel how bored the others are,' Gohan remarked continuing to draw with his marker on the board.' Hard to blame them, moving from the Shadow Dragons to the Tournament of Power then to Planet Sadala followed by a World Tournament would definitely give a need for some action pretty regularly,' the hero sighed putting his marker down.

"Now, as you also know potential energy has a counterpart, kinetic energy. You can think of this as the unlocked potential of the object that is being examined," Gohan continued moving over to allow another formula to be drawn up on the board. The students glared quickly before jotting it down as he spoke." Kinetic energy is calculated a bit differently namely because it is the energy of motion. Let's return to our previous fifty kilogram example, the kinetic energy would involve half the standard mass of our block and the velocity of gravity squared," he drew out the length of the problem showing each step." Meaning the potential energy for this example would be around 2401 Joules."

'I'm sure they'll be fine though, they've kept up with their training for the most part. I never really have to worry about that though between my theses and being the Great Saiyaman I get my share of excitement,' the half-Saiyan smiled looking down at his watch. It began to beep in that moment garnering immediate attention.' Of course, with the Great Saiyaman comes the lack of time to work on my theses,' the son of Goku chuckled to himself before looking at his class.

"I apologize for my cell phone watch going off like this, but it is too important to ignore," Gohan pointed to the watch blowing it off as a phone call." So, open your textbooks to unit two section three and I will be back as soon as possible, any questions you have on the questions there please hold off until then," he waved before darting toward the door.

"Professor Son seems to get called out of class a lot," a student sitting in the back of the class room remarked looking at the doorway with a sigh.

"Yeah, it's like he's the Great Saiyaman or something," a second student added with eyes rolling.

"Hahah, good one," a third butted in getting a rising laugh from the class.


Mall...

"Those are neat and all, but you don't come across as a dress person Cha," Bra remarked from a bench within a boutique.

Her blue skinned friend looked on with a sigh, hands resting on the sides of the maroon dress she was wearing." Geez, tell me how you really feel," the half-human remarked jokingly while rolling her eyes.

"I didn't mean it that way," Bra blushed in embarrassment." You can buy whatever you want."

"Nah, looking at it I think you're right, this dress isn't my style," Cha laughed posing opposite a mirror positioned on the wall. Her toned body seemed to fit it perfectly, but it did not condone a fighting spirit." It'd be pretty hard to kick with my full range of motion in this," she swung her leg around, keeping a hand on the front to assure lady-like privacy.

Bra's hand pushed her incoming kick away and she nodded." Yeah, I figured you see it that way."


South City...

Rote was jogging through town; his black hair being pushed back with the brisk pace he was moving. Bands of black training weights were hanging at his wrists and ankles making the concrete buckle if he stood upon it too long. Across his chest an x-shaped harness holding his bouncing son, who looked onward with a broad smile at his father's dedication.

"I know little guy, I know, this is a little slow for your speed," Rote remarked going across a street in a typically joyous jog." But I can always take you on a trip around the Earth, it takes away how special that is," the half-ling explained upon reaching the other side.

Daikon looked up from the strap and smiled." You can't overlook the special stuff like that, because trust me some small things come and go before you know it," Raditz's son smiled continuing down the sidewalk.

"Your first steps," Rote started as he jogged about." Your first words," he made to a corner which he turned quickly to continue." Your first fight. Your first flight, before you know it your seven years old sparring with your best friends," Rote continued down the street while talking to his son." Then, you meet a martial arts master older than you are, one that's been the butt of a thousand jokes from others and himself, just like you. You build a friendship with him and train together for a tournament."

"After that you're in the World Martial Arts Tournament," Rote hopped over a downed trash can to continue his jog." And you're fighting your best friend, holding a promise not to turn Super Saiyan. Then, you'll break that to a million pieces trying to win, because we Saiyans really like to show off how strong we are," Rote looked down seeing his son's smiling face.' I think you're getting it, maybe.'

"Then, you're hanging out with your friends again, this time as almost teenagers at Bulma's birthday. You laugh, and you have fun, train some more only to find out there's a whole world of stronger opponents out there," Rote kicked a can, crushing it instantly and smashing it into a nearby dumpster.

"You run into someone that you've known forever, and you start dating, it doesn't work out," Rote huffed thinking of his previous failures before turning down another street." There's a reprieve after that and you start training again with dedication, mucking around with your friends when your fathers go out to train on their own," the son of Raditz smiled.

"A lot more happens after that, like going to other Universes, but I'm sure you'd rather just watch me fight, so I won't bore you," Rote grinned." Just remember that there are somethings out there that you can overlook when they happen, but you hold in high regard when they're gone."

Daikon stared in confusion at this words, his father's jogging speed increasing." And to tell you the truth, I wouldn't mind having a good fight. It's been six months, Daikon since I even had a chance for a good fight, and we were all holding back," Rote laughed scratching the back of his head while continuing to pick up the pace." How about we try to find one of those fights, huh?" Rote remarked shooting off from the ground within a white blur.


The mall...

"That looks great Bra," Pan cheered looking at her friend, who stood before her.

Bra looked over at her friend and smiled." You really think so? I think this look is super retro," the blue haired daughter of Vegeta answered back with a laugh. Her blue eyes meeting in the mirror on an adjacent wall.

The attire was utilitarian and rather impractical. The top was a white tee shirt that clung close to her skin and it was accented by an orange elbow pad on the right elbow and a bulky shoulder pad on the left. Her hands were covered in ashen gray gloves, the right one being positioned on her right hip while the other hung at her left side. Khaki colored cargo pants covered the lower, the right pant leg being removed to reveal the full leg, leading into a pair of large grayish-black boots.

Cha put her right hand on her chin, taking a sip of her iced coffee in the process." I get this feeling that something is missing though, like a hair tie," the hybrid daughter of Yamcha remarked squinting at Bra's features.

"I have a million hair ties at home, I really like this outfit," Bra remarked smiled, her hands clenching gleefully.

"You go for it," Pan smiled giving a thumb's up to her best friend.


Southern Island...

Uub stood on the beach in front of his home, adjacent to his parent's house, on their small oceanic island. Inside on a wooden mantle, sat a gleaming championship belt. The World Martial Arts Championship. His victory at the tournament had been hard fought, but contrary to his predecessor Uub returned to the patience of the quiet island life.

His black eyes closed, and his power seemed to skyrocket, the waves coming toward shore starting to hold up before the might. His right fist clenched, and the waves rested to their normal position. His right and left hand met in front of his body their heels clicking together at a vertical junction; he had assumed a martial arts pose that was iconic to his master.

"HA!" he twisted to deliver a kick to an imaginary foe, the sand beneath his heel spraying out despite not being struck. Uub pivoted and swung his right hand for a chop to follow." Dah!" that chop came to a halt and the ocean in that direction was swept over with a powerful gust of air. Uub's chopping hand pulled down quickly to the sand and his left foot tore up at the sky." Ah!" another burst of force upward sending a cloud scattering.

'That's it, definitely,' he nodded while bobbing.' That's the counter that Trunks used in the finals,' he smiled looking down at his hands.' I was pretty lucky to have turned at the last second then, that kick would beat me handily,' the reincarnate nodded to himself.

"Big brother?" came a shout from between the houses.

Uub's arms dropped and he smiled." Be right there," he turned and ran up the beach with a jovial smile on his face.' This really is the life.'


Kami's Lookout...

Katas walked forward, his white cloak billowing in the breeze that crossed the Lookout. His destination was a young woman, staring up into the sky. She had a white tee shirt with a large Capsule Corps logo on the sleeve and the name "MIRRA" etched across the chest in detail; beneath that shirt a pink shirt ran down covered her arms hiding something in the process. A black skirt and leggings covered her lower half leading into Saiyan-inspired boots. Her white hair blew across her face, fair white complexion hidden with it.

The Super Namekian cleared his throat." Mirra Shenron, you are always welcome to stay here but nothing says that you have to stay here when Fortuneteller Baba does not need your assistance," the compassionate boom of the Namekian's voice crossed to the young woman.

She startled slightly, her red eyes gleaning toward the green skinned alien." Eek," she jumped with the start before shaking it off." Yeah, I guess you're right, but I don't want to hound Bra and Pan either," the Shadow Dragon answered.

"Nothing says you would have to only be with them. You are part of our group there are plenty that would not mind having you," Katas grinned feeling the unrest within the Shadow Dragon.

"I know, but-" she stuttered freezing while looking down at her hands.

"You do not know how the others are going to react without Bra or Pan there to vouch for you," the alien remarked with a chuckle to his Shadow Dragon apprentice." Namely, how they will react to seeing what you truly look like," Katas continued to speak to the Shadow Dragon.' Her emotions are all over the place,' the Namekian sighed internally while keeping his attention on Mirra Shenron.

'It's like he's reading my mind,' she took a step back." I am a Shadow Dragon, one that did some horrible things to several of them," Mirra Shenron continued looking down at the ground.

"You are underestimating the people you are dealing with," Katas chuckled." They are not so shallow as to shun you for what you did when circumstances were out of your control. They would never turn you away for appearance nor for any trait you possess," the Namekian remarked looking at Mirra Shenron's eyes for an honest stare.

"You have gained confidence, but only around those that you trust or hold as friends," the fusion continued to say while never breaking eye contract." You can look at all of them as your friends."

'I can't do that right now, I'd have to reflect their personalities to even get close. And that would not be me,' Mirra Shenron closed her eyes and winced. She felt pathetic against Katas' words.

Katas gave a stoic stare while Mirra continued to grimace." That's fine, if you do not feel comfortable there is no need to rush yourself into a situation that you are not ready for. As I've already said there is nothing that is forcing you off the Lookout."

"And you don't have to use that disguised form either," Dende said approaching the pair with staff in hand." Here especially, Katas and I have green skin and antennae, Gohan lets his tail hang loose when he is here too. Just be yourself Mirra," Dende added looking at the Shadow Dragon while smiling. Mirra Shenron blushed looking away from the Guardian's kind words

"R-right, sorry," she said nervously, her confidence deflating further.

Her white skin faded to reveal the pink tone that she naturally had, and her clothing disappeared into an elaborate black-blue dress. The gems upon her forearms glimmering into sight at the same time.

"That's a first step, take your time Mirra," the Earth's Guardian spoke confidently.' I was nervous like her at one point too,' he smiled remembering far frailer times and the Earthlings that had lifted him from that.

"Okay, do not worry about it," came the Shadow Dragon's nodding reply.


The mall...

Pan, Bra, and Cha had returned to a table in the food court. A pile of French fries covered the platter before them while cups filled with cola surrounded their respective corners. The scene seemed similar to their morning, but there was a difference. That difference from their starting point was simple, but oddly apparent, dozens upon dozens of shopping bags surrounded them. Trinkets and tokens clanged along their bangle wrapped wrists as they laughed and carried on.

"Totally worth wandering around the mall for three hours this morning," Bra smiled raising her cup in a salute.

"It was like ten minutes," Cha replied rolling her eyes.

"Don't argue semantics. We had a good day shopping either way," in a witty, Bulma-esque reply Bra said while angling her blue eyes toward her Hera-jin friend. Pan held back a laugh in the background.

"I'll agree to that," Cha smiled." I haven't gotten new clothes in so long I almost forgot what it was like to buy them," Yamcha's half-alien daughter finished her point saluting with her glass.

"Sure did, this was fun. We really need to do this more," Pan added in her cup of soda being raised to compliment her friends in comradery.

Suddenly the numerous screens surrounding the mall food court lit up with a special bulletin. A nervous newscaster looking out as a small screen behind her displayed the headline: Saiyaman versus the Monster!

"Wait, Saiyaman? Isn't that your dad?" Cha said in a lower tone as the hero was batted into the side of a building by a powerful fist.

"Yeah, but what's he fighting that can do that to him?" Bra remarked looking at the screen.

Pan placed her hands on the table equally confused." I don't know," she grimaced.


"The Great Saiyaman has found himself in a predicament against this monster! If he fails what are we to do?" the newscaster from the helicopter whirring overhead asked into her microphone, as the smaller screen took over the focus.

Gohan pulled himself from the side of the building with ease, unharmed by the blow. His black eyes traced through his visor to the citizens below, several of which trapped at the foot of this monster.

'I'm not going all out but this is more than an angry dinosaur,' the hero complained rolling his shoulders.

The creature he was battling was a towering dinosaur-like monster. It had cold blue-green skin with darker green markings and yellow eyes that seemed to bore directly into the Saiyan. Veins throbbed along its back raising already furry feathers that had sprouted along its spines. Most striking with the white puff ball that reached from its head dangling between those piercing eyes, breaking its intimidating aura by sheer ridiculousness.

A yellow flash started to appear in its mouth and Gohan clenched his hands.' Stop being indecisive Gohan, those people need your help,' the Saiyan clenched his fist, a powerful gale shooting down the street in the process.

"Even Saiyaman does not seem sure of what to do! Is this monster too much for our hero?! Fight Saiyaman!" the female anchor shouted from the helicopter pumping her fist. The wind changed the instant she did that though as the monstrous reptile let out a bellow.

The dinosaur roared unleashing a huge beam of energy directed toward the hero. It made contact and exploded into a giant plume that filled the sky with its light. Buildings rumbled and the street beneath the beast began to quiver and break apart. Smoke spread through the air charged by the yellow ki that the monster had mounted in its attack.

The helicopter whirred off path and the newswoman fell backward." Unbelievable the monster has shot some sort of beam that exploded in the air! Saiyaman is gone, nowhere to be seen!" panic came through the microphone as she came to the realization of the fierce beam's power.

Beneath its feet in that same moment the cars and people were moved; all of which appearing confused several hundred feet away. Faint traces of silver-blue stretched through the path leaving faint glimmers of movement that had occurred there. Shaking building were stilled by the same light and the dark smoke was being pulled apart almost simultaneously.

"Everything below, despite the rampaging monster seems just fine!" the newswoman said crawling to the open door to peer out to the streets around the monster. Her cameraman's hand reaching out and grabbing her belt

The beast roared again trying to shake the foundations of the city sector, but it came to find no carnage. A sparkling white star appeared in front of its frame though buffering the sound waves entirely. A helm bearing figure floating within the core of this light.

"Aha! It's is him! Our hero Saiyaman!" the newswoman belted into the microphone with the utmost glee.

"All right villain, it is clear to me that you are far more than what you look like," Gohan's voice came from within this star as the Great Saiyaman costume broke through the shell of light.

"And for that I should have stopped you sooner," his voice continued as his right and left arms swung out to the right side." But there were people that I needed to protect first," the half-Saiyan continued swiping his arms around." With that done though, you will face the power of justice!" he swung his arms back to the right side." GREAT SAIYAMAN!" with every confidence and a flash of heroism he posed much like the Pride Troopers of Universe Eleven.

"RAAAH!" it howled in his face, but the sound stopped at his aura.

"Ka!" he started assuming the pose of Master Roshi's famous technique.' Wait, I can't do that here,' he realized keeping the pose." Great!" he recovered continuing to gather energy." Saiya-" the sphere parted his hands more while light expanded around him." Man!" Gohan's naming choice may not have been the best, but it covered himself." Beam!" he threw the Kamehameha forward.

The beast stood no chance against the might of Son Gohan's power. It shivered before being lifted from the ground in the azure stream of ki. Slowly, the frame seemed to fade away and disappeared while heading toward the horizon line. The hero's white gloves hands continued forward until the blast shredded through any resilience, tearing off into space.

"In one move Saiyaman has turned this fight around entirely! The vicious monster is nowhere to be found while Saiyaman stands victorious!" the brunette said with glee into her microphone.

Gohan lowered his hands and let out a sigh of relief after that." Erhem, sorry about that citizens. Your safety was my number one priority," the hero remarked giving a smile to them from beneath his helmet.

"Thank you Saiyaman! We're okay because of you!" one of the citizens that he had saves nodded.

"Yeah, you showed that oversized gecko what for!" a small child pumped his fist, a Great Saiyaman shirt covering his torso." When I grow up, I want to be a hero just like you!" he smiled, greenish black hair waving as he saluted the hero.

"I look forward to that," Gohan nodded.' I ruined that ten minutes by over three hours. I should have known that though, they had no idea where this monster was before he grew to the size of a building,' the hero complained looking down at his watch.

"Farewell," with a final salute the Saiyan vanished into thin air.


Pan let out a sigh of relief." Well, whatever it was dad handled it easily. The news just cut in at the wrong time," the quarter-Saiyan girl laughed nervously.' He had me worried there for a second though.'

"What type of name is "Great Saiyaman Beam' for a Kamehameha though?" Cha chided shaking her head.

Bra shook her head." Guess even a genius is due their lapses," Bra laughed.

"I can't believe he went back to posing. I thought he said he wouldn't do that anymore," the daughter of Gohan sunk into her seat, a red blush crossing her nose.

"I don't know, you though the fusion dance was a bit silly at first too. I personally think it gives Gohan a little character," Bra shrugged laughing at her friend's embarrassment.

"Your dad's Vegeta, he'd never do a silly pose or dance unless it was for fusion," Cha hopped on the beet red Pan's side momentarily.

"You never saw his beard and mustache phase," came the blue haired girl's reply.

"If it looked as wrong as grandpa Goku's I understand," Pan added in shaking her head.

"Probably worst, especially when he kept just the mustache, he looked like a total dork."

"Right, call someone that could blow up the Universe a total dork, brilliant," Cha commented rolling her eyes.

"I wasn't wrong though," the daughter of Vegeta added in.

That led to a wild laughter between the friends, the mental image of Bra stepping up to her father and telling him that proving a bit comedic considering their size discrepancies.


West City...

"Done!" Goten flipped his pencil into the air while leaning back in his chair.

Trunks let out a heavy breath as well, leaning into his chair." It only took three hours, we are getting better at this Goten," Vegeta's son laughed loosening the tie from his neck. Said tie fell to the ground while the half-Saiyan closed his eyes.

Goten smiled." Well, duh, we are Saiyans. We improve in battle, no matter what those battles are," Goku's son smiled saluting his best friend with the glee. Then, his head dropped down and his eyes closed." And with this battle done, I'm going to take a nap," the half-ling remarked dropping his chin into his dress shirt.

"Guess you're right," Trunks agreed to the first point. Part of a second later the second half of Goten's statement caught his ear." Hey, you can't just take a nap Goten! We still have work to do!" Vegeta's son shouted to his coworker.

Goten tipped out of his chair, barely catching himself." Okay, geez, it was going to be a quickie Trunks!" Goten looked up gritting his teeth nervously, while spouting out his reply in panicked fashion.

"That's not the point! We're supposed to be working," Vegeta's son answered planting his hands on the table.

"Man, c'mon Trunks can't we blow off the rest of the day? You have to want a good fight just like I do!" Goten played to reason, his eyes leering at his friend.

Trunks sat back in his chair and shook his head." Obviously, but I can't just up and leave. And neither can you."

A scoff escaped from the door to the conference room, catching both hybrids by surprise." What are you doing here dad?" Trunks asked looking toward the Saiyan Prince leaning against the door frame.

"I heard bickering, so I decided to see what the noise here was about," Vegeta answered shrugging his shoulders." And with the state of you two I cannot be disappointed, I haven't laughed like this is some time," the flame haired Elite remarked as his arms crossed his chest.

"What's that s'posed to mean Vegeta?" Goten asked looking at the full-blooded Saiyan.

"The image of you two locked in an office and bickering about figures. Two of the greatest warriors of their era trapped in a cube farm, something about that makes me laugh," the Prince of Saiyans continued to chuckle.

"We can still fight dad," Trunks answered back, eyes turning away from the chuckling Prince.

"That wasn't the point, if you intend to fill in where we left off, I would expect the two of you to be more decisive," Vegeta remarked wisely, seeing their agitation growing.

"So, you're agreeing with me Vegeta? Sweet," Goten grinned looking at Trunks with a cocky grin.

"I'm agreeing with no one, the two of you need to sort out whatever business you have. But this back and forth for something this trivial could be bad on the battle field," Vegeta answered turning away." I have training to get back too now. You figure out what you need to do this afternoon, that is not in my job description," the Prince said while walking away waving his right hand at them before fading away into the nearby cubicle farm and beyond.

"I really didn't get any of that last part," Goten said tilting his head to the side.

"He means well," Trunks said nervously to Goten.


Mount Pouzu...

Rote landed with his hands placed on his hips, Daikon sleeping calmly upon his chest." All right, I'm ready for a fight dad!" he shouted across the mountain estate with a guttural bellow, sending several birds flying from their roosts.

"You sure? You don't sound it son," Raditz said approaching from behind his son, a huge fish draped over his shoulder.

"I had to take the long way with Daikon strapped to my chest," Rote commented looking at his sleeping son.

"I see," Raditz adjusted his grip on the fish and swung it over his other shoulder." Well, if you want to fight let's get started," Raditz said keeping a grip on the fish's tail as he spoke.

'But Daikon's sleeping,' Rote looked down at his sleeping son and grit his teeth. From there his gaze traveled toward his father with a sigh." Is there anywhere I can set Daikon? Preferably somewhere soft," the half-Saiyan father asked, looking around.

"Uh, you can tell that you're new to this," Raditz shook his head keeping a grasp around the fish." We can fight after dinner, there's no one in this rugged path that'd be soft enough for you to lay Rote down," the long haired Saiyan started to walk toward his brother's estate upon the secluded mountain.

"Okay, I guess," Rote started after his father.

"You should think about what you're going to do for fights if you have Daikon with you like this," Raditz said as he and Rote walked together." You can't expect to bring your son to a fight with someone trying to take over the Earth."

"I know that," the Saiyan's son answered.

"Then, why did you bring him right here to fight me? Even with ki control two Super Saiyans could cause a lot of noise and damage to the environment," Raditz looked over at his son." Not to mention Daikon's body being too weak to withstand that force."

'I can't tell him I got here so fast because I was bored and totally selfish,' the hybrid shook his head." Guess you're right, it won't happen again."

Raditz smiled shaking his head." You don't have to apologize, just be mindful next time," fatherly Raditz slapped his son across the back." With you here, I'm sure your aunt or mother wouldn't mind making you something to eat before you go back on the road."

"Thanks dad," Rote smiled scratching the back of his head, following the same path of his father with a smile.


The mall...

The trio of friends exited the building with bags in hand, just as the sun began to set over the tallest skyscrapers in West City. Bra smiled placing her dozen or so bags to the pavement." This was awesome you two, I had a ton of fun today," Bulma's daughter smiled wrapping her freed arms around her friend's shoulders.

Cha blushed slightly and Pan nearly fell over as she was pulled in." It was no big deal, we need more girls' days like this," the half-Hera grinned while straightening herself up.

"It was a real blast Bra, like shopping with you always is," Pan grinned as her fellow hybrid Saiyan released her grip.

"Say there's still time in the day. You guys want to go catch a movie or something?" Bra asked twirling a key around on her index finger.

Pan and Cha turned to one another before smiling." Yeah, sure that'd be great," they nodded in unison.

Bra caught her key and grinned." All right," she shouted with child-like glee.

The next moment she reached down and grabbed her bags taking the lead toward her car. Pan and Cha smiled grabbing their own bags before following the blue haired heiress' footsteps.


Gizzard Wasteland...

A saucer-like ship whirred to a stop silently above the ground. Three landing probes descended from the bottom of the craft tacking lightly against the brown-red soil of the wasteland. A strange squiggling logo was emblazoned on the white paneling at the front and a figure rested inside pressing keys on the console carefully. He arrived there with purpose.

The lid of the craft popped upward, and a short skinny figure jumped out to the floor.' Yep, this is the Earth. Haven't been here in a while,' the figure remarked cupping his chin.

Large yellow eyes accented his pale blue face. Purple spandex stretched down from the top of his head to the boots on his feet. A white breast plate broke the purple jumpsuit, it bore the same symbol as his spaceship, and a pistol-like gun seemed holstered at his side. As mentioned, the alien's outfit was finished with white gloves and boots.

"The positive is that you crashed out here in the middle of the desert. HQ would be upset it a city was ransacked or worst a planet," Jaco gulped before placing a container on the ground." That's if they could find out, a Super Elite like myself does not have to share that information," the alien remarked assuming his patented pose.

The cotton candy-like fugitive squirmed itself into the glass pod nervously, curling up on the backside as if struggled. Jaco smiled." Figures you would be weaker without a host to feed off. Now, to drop you-" Jaco remarked closing the mechanical lid. He turned around before he could finish his sentence running into a chest that felt made of titanium.

"Ow, if my nose was any bigger that would have hurt," the alien said rubbing his face before coming to a realization.' Oh no, locals, can he see me? What if he's hostile?' the patrolman swallowed while trailing up the man's body.

"Hey, there, mind if I ask you a few questions?" the man asked looking at the far shorter being.

It was a normal professor's attire down to his dark framed glasses." Who are you?" Jaco asked looking the man in the eyes.

"My name is Son Gohan," the son of Goku replied." This little guy caused a bit of trouble in one of the cities here on Earth."

"W-what? Then, how'd you stop a monster like..." a bead of sweat formed on the alien's brow." Wait, that can't be right I found him way out here in the desert," he thought aloud." Why didn't you react to seeing me? I'm an extraterrestrial after all!" Jaco remarked looking at Son Gohan's face.

"That's not important right now," Gohan smiled." But having met Frieza I can say you're far from the worst alien I've met."

'F-frieza? He's met Frieza? Could this be the one that beat Frieza?' Jaco inquired to himself with utmost surprise.

." Can you tell me what this 'Watagash' is? And why you came to the Earth to find it? We don't get a lot of aliens here unless they're hostile," he folded his arms over his chest.

"I can't really explain what Watagash is, we aren't sure about that," Jaco answered nervously, going along with Gohan's statement of beating the parasite. Gohan's brow raised and he prepared to sigh when Jaco continued." But what he does I can answer in spades. Watagash feeds on the negative emotions of its host and grows stronger because of that, the stronger the hatred the stronger Watagash becomes and the bigger the change in the host," he smiled taking a few steps back.

"As for why I came to the Earth to find him...I am a Super Elite-" he assumed a pose with both index fingers pointing over his back, which was turned toward Gohan." of the Galactic Patrol, Jaco! My mission was to capture and take in this dangerous criminal!" he continued to pose while smiling.

'Those are some interesting poses, Saiyaman could add them,' Gohan saw the pose and nervously laughed." Guess I made it pretty easy for you then."

"Why, yes you did. Not that a Super Elite like me couldn't handle placing Watagash under control," Jaco grabbed the glass container laughing nervously as Gohan watched.

"I hope this is the last time we meet like this, despite being our first, I'd rather not have criminals from across the Universe manage to slip out and make their way to the Earth," the tailed warrior remarked allowing his tail to unfurl.

Jaco froze while climbing into his craft.' A tail? He's a Saiyan! That proves it, he has to be the one to beat Frieza. Better not get on his bad side, that type of power is crazy,' the alien had to remark to himself." Y-yes, that's understandable. I will try to keep my business away from here," the patrolman caught himself from showing fear while settling Watagash into the craft.

"So, farewell," the craft glowed slightly before taking to the air and shooting off.

Gohan pocketed his hands and shook his head.' Galactic Patrolman, humph, he sounds like a Pride Trooper, but his ki was way weaker,' Gohan noted the similarities before vanishing with Instant Transmission.


Son Gohan's home...

"What was all of that about?" Videl asked scooping some food onto her plate.

"Some business I needed to check on really quickly."

"Son Gohan business or Saiyaman business?" the daughter of Mister Satan asked narrowing her gaze upon Gohan.

"Definitely Saiyaman."


There you have it another Destiny Shattered Gaiden comes to an end. I'm pleasantly surprised how much interest this drummed up, and I hope that this chapter was not a let down.

Reviews (until you guys say otherwise I'm just gonna follow the old DS method)

R: You just couldn't stay away,huh (smirks) you miss writing this story, don't you.

A: Yes, I missed writing this story. As a fledgling voice actor I got to see so many unique projects and ideas that all of the Destiny Shattered stuff came right back to the surface. Writing the 5 Year Anniversary chapter didn't help pin those ideas down any. I missed you guys too, interacting with reviewers and fellow fic authors has always been a good time.

R: Two words. FUCK YASSSS. my god this is going to be good your passion and ideas for writing stories are great i am happy you came back but ah i feel like your vacation was short and i thought you were gonna start writing after the dbs broly movie came out for other ideas

A: Glad to have you aboard once more. I said that if I saw the Dragon Ball Super movie(had no idea at the time what that entailed) in reasonable enough time I would add it into Destiny Shattered continuity, which is still on the table. Though it is Broly, who I killed off a long time ago I have some ideas on how to include something like that.

Thank you for tuning back in this week and I hope you continue to join me next time,

~Herodan3