Author's Note: In case you haven't noticed but each chapter is in a diffrent person's P.O.V (Point of View). So the pick of the day is Krystal 15 years after the first chapter. I tryed to make the characters as close to the real think as possable (Except Krystal; her being my oc she comes out how ever) but reread chapter one or if in any other chapter the characters seem off (Personality wise) Tell me. Because i hate reading a story where the characters are all out of character and the author doesn't tell you ahead of time!!
Well enjoy Chapter 2; sorry it took so long. I kind of forgot to post. ^.^
Disclaimer: Don't own anything but plot and Krystal.
Chapter 2:
Krystal's P.O.V:
15 years later (After the Boo saga but before GT)
"Gallic gun!" Vegeta shouted as he pointed towards the rock he intended for us to hit.
"Gallic gun!!!" Both Trunks and I yelled in unison as we sent out the beam and watched it shatter the rock which was about 20 yards away in to pieces.
It was around noon and Vegeta was working Trunks and I to death. Training had started at 3 in the morning and it felt as if it were never going to end. It was midsummer; so we didn't even have school as an excuse! Summer also meant the blazing sun and humidity! The air in the forest where we were training seemed to shimmer, and the forest floor was slightly burned from a few misfires earlier that morning. The trees suffered but there were no houses for miles thankfully. The scorching sun shined skillfully down on us; making today's training even harder than normal.
My clothes and waist length hair stuck to my sweaty skin as I stood there waiting for the next command. The sun was intensifying this routine drill; testing our mentality. It gave us the choice as to defy it and stand in the heat or to defy Vegeta and move into the shade. The choice itself was apparent. Vegeta over the sun; the way it always had been and always would be. So without much else to do I sat there waiting, only slightly looking at Vegeta from the corner of my eyes. Vegeta appeared to be thinking; arms crossed and glaring into space. His glare was so intense it even caught Trunks' attention. One could only wonder who or what he was thinking about. Before long he sighed and began to walk in the direction of the house.
"Scrimmage!" He said; this confused both me and Trunks. We only scrimmaged at the end of training. Did this mean he was letting us go early? But why?
"Are you serious?" Trunks asked before I could
"Yeah what's the catch?!" I asked narrowing my eyes; knowing him this could only be for his benefit.
"No catch, just hurry up before I change my mind!" He said stopping and shooting us a glare. "Besides, don't you have something you should be doing today?" he asked as he started back walking.
I thought for a moment and then I remembered what we were going to do that day. Goku had asked for Goten, Trunks, and I to collect the dragon balls. He claimed he would do it himself but Chi-Chi had been trying to teach him the essence of hard work and he just couldn't find the time. In exchange he said we would be the first to see it when he finally convinced Chi-Chi to let him remake the whole house out of lickerish. It was a nice offer but we really only agreed because we were glad to be getting out of training and it had been some time since we had been on an adventure... Later, we asked Goku what he was going to use his wishes for. He said one would go to Vegeta because he did help kill Boo, he said the other was for Gohan because he did a lot too in that fight, and the last one was his.
"Oh yeah!" Trunks said happily; I sighed again abandoning my idea of there being another reason behind our early release. Vegeta sneered; giving one of his snobbish expressions and stalked off without as much as a goodbye.
"This scrimmage thing…How about we don't and say we did?" Trunks said quickly after Vegeta was fully out of view.
"I'm all for that! Let's go get Goten and get going then!" I said; excitement running threw me as the thought of going all around the world in search for 7 dragon balls finally set in. Reality set in shortly; hinting at the possibility of Vegeta finding out. "But we have to be real sneaky."
"Please! We don't even have to go back to the house! So how can we get caught?" Trunks said cockily while I shook my head; it was sad how much he was like his father some times.
Oh, we don't?" I said a bit sarcastically
"Nope! We can just go get Goten and start looking for the Dragon balls!" He said in the same tone that indicated that he knew everything.
"And how are we going to find these Dragon balls?" I asked him slowly trying to make a point
"With the dragon radar of course." He said eyeing me like I had some kind of brain deficiency or something.
"Which is….." I started
"In Mom's lab…..which is ...in the house." He said slowly as realization dawned on him
"E-xactly!" I said starting to walk towards the house.
"Well, I'm sure we can sneak into the house real quick, grab the radar and bolt!" Trunks said following.
"Maybe?" I said quietly; thinking of how this would work.
We walked quickly trying to keep our excitement contained in the hopes that Vegeta wouldn't sense our power levels approaching. We weren't that far from home to start with; the training spot we were at was right around the corner. We reached Capsule Corp. in a matter of minutes, snuck into Bulma's lab, took the radar and were on our way out before anyone noticed we were even in! We decided that the quickest way out was threw the garden; so we walked into the outside garden with relief flooding threw us. The leaves on all the trees were a bright green due to the perfect care the gardener's took while handling the plants. Every shrub reached well over our heads; giving the garden the appearance of a maze and us an easy escape route. I wasn't as familiar with the maze of a garden as Trunks was so I followed him. Unfortunately he seemed to forget the fact that I was behind him and he took off through the maze as quickly as he could. I easily kept up with his brisk pace by flying instead of walking; it was working until he made a sudden stop at the exit of the garden. I ran into him and fell on the ground sending the dragon radar sliding under a bush.
"Hey watch it!!!" he shouted running for the radar and digging it from under the bush
"You're the one who made me run into you!" I shot back; getting up and wiping the dirt off of my pants.
"Whatever! Maybe I should carry the radar from now on…." Trunks started while gliding into the air and then waiting for me to follow.
"…And maybe I should lead!" I said flying in front of him and leading the way to Goku's house
Goku's house was practically in the middle of nowhere! It sat the farthest from the city and the closest to the wilderness. I bet they have to worry about bears getting into their house instead in burglars. The fly over there wasn't too great either; the whole way Trunks and I argued over who was going to be the leader while we searched for the dragon balls. I constantly brought up the fact that I was the strongest and he brought up the fact that he had the Dragon radar. In the end we decided to let Goten choose who it would be. The moment we landed at Goku's house we saw Gohan was outside reading a book.
"Hey guys, looking for Goten?" He asked as he looked up from his book
"Yeah, where is he?" I asked looking around; the peaceful scenery that coated the house exposed the possible reason why Goku and Chi-Chi chose to live there.
"He's in his room….I think he's asleep though." Gohan said going back to his book.
"Oh, he'll get up!" Trunks said stomping over to Goten's window; he picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at Goten's head earning a pained groin from Goten.
"Trunks!!!" I sighed as I walked over to the window to make sure Goten was okay.
"Oh, he'll be fine" Gohan shot towards us without looking up from his book.
Goten was on the floor holding his head in pain when I peered in the window.
"What the heck, Trunks!!??" He exclaimed standing up and drifting over to the window
"Just trying to see if you were up….and since you are, let's go find the dragon balls!" Trunks said smiling while Goten gave him an irritated stare.
"Who do you think should be leader? Me or Trunks?" I asked figuring it was the perfect time; considering that Trunks wasn't on his good side right then.
Goten stopped glaring, thought for a second and then finally stated a simple "Neither."
"What?!" I shouted in surprise
"Okay, so who do you think should lead?" Trunks asked crossing his arms across his chest.
"Me of course!" He said smiling lazily and giving us a thumb up as we shook our heads and heard Gohan snicker from the other side of the house.
"Screw this! Let's settle this the only reasonable way we can!" Trunks said as Goten and I nod in agreement
"Rock, paper, scissors!" We all shouted together while holding out our hands in a fist.
"Rock…paper…scissors!" We said as we threw out our choices; Trunks and I had picked Rock and Goten picked paper.
"Crap!" I said stomping my foot into the dirt and crossing my arms across my chest.
"Man, this sucks!" Trunks sighed handing Goten the Dragon radar; he took it and started doing some sort of stupid dance.
"Can we go now?!" I spat venomously while shooting a glare at Goten that instantly made him stop that ridicules dancing.
"Careful Krystal, you don't want to start sounding like Vegeta do you?" Gohan said flipping the page. My eyes widened at the thought and I quickly took a deep breath to calm my jealousy. It was difficult for me to except the fact that Vegeta had rubbed off on me more than I had realized. It constantly made me wonder; if my real dad had raised me would my personality be different? And would I still be friends with Goten and Trunks? When Vegeta first told me that he wasn't my real dad he made it seem like I was blessed that he cared for me and that I would live in a totally different world if he didn't. This often made me wonder; did he even know who my real dad was?
"No really, can we go?" I asked lightly straying away from how irritated I was.
"I guess…." Trunks said turning to Goten; who in the spur of the moment forgot he was leader.
Goten shook off whatever was holding his attention and turned on the radar that had lain forgotten in his hands. It beeped a few times and then he flew off into the direction south of his house. Trunks and I followed and we all began what proved to be the most important Dragon ball hunt of our lives.