AN: Okay, so Goku is finally here. Also, I had an idea that maybe someone would want to do an art fill of Isami so I can use it as a cover! Remember she has curly (preferably similar to barrel curls) black hair, extremely dark eyes, and pale skin. Normally, I wouldn't set a standard on what a piece of art should look like but, I really want her to stay true to the vision I had in my head. She can also be Super Saiyan in it too. But I'll leave that to the artist's discretion. I'd do it myself but… I can't even draw a stick figure correctly! Ha! Just leave a review letting me know if you're interested and I'll PM you directly! Thanks so much! Now I present to you chapter three of "Daughter of Goku"!

The ship landed with a great explosion that shook the Earth beneath everyone. Rubble flew in several different directions, but no one seemed to notice. They all stood with baited breath as the Ginyu ship's door hissed open.

Everyone flew over to meet Goku at his ship.

"Hey wait!" Bulma shrieked as everyone her behind.

"Oh! Sorry Bulma…" Krillin said flying back to pick her up bridal style.

"You'd better be." She retorted bitterly.

Goku left the crater his barrowed ship was in and hovered over- to his surprise- his closest friends and his son.

"Goku! You're alive!"

"We're so glad you're home!"

"You missed so much!"

Were phrases that were all said at once and slurred together. Goku looked as puzzled and surprised as ever to see his friends greet him so warmly.

"Wow! How did you all know that I'd be here?" Goku asked as Gohan lowered back down to the ground.

"Those two over there told us you would be." Krillin pointed to the still anonymous man and woman.

"What? But how?" Goku asked.

"They must've been tracking your ship in outer space." Bulma added.

"Really? I know that Friza was trying to. Boy, was he putting up a fight to beat me home. But that's the funny part! At first, I sensed two enormous power levels. One was definatly Friza's and the other's was like Friza, only bigger. Then I felt two added to that!"

As Goku recollected these events, Vegeta murmured, "Oh good, Kakarot can count to four. What an accomplishment this must be for him." This received a strong glare from Bulma.

Goku didn't seem to hear or he didn't seem to mind and went on with his calling to mind. "Then I only felt the two that came last. What happened?"

"These two killed both Friza and King Cold with ease. They transformed into Super Saiyans and tore them apart like wet tissue paper." Piccolo stated gruffly, nodding to the duo.

Goku eyed the two with wonder. "Super Saiyan? How on Earth can they become a Super Saiyan at that age!? That's incredible!"

"Kakarot! Don't you remember that you, your son, and I are the only Saiyans still alive? Or has all of the time in space addled your brain even further?" Vegeta shouted.

"Well, if they say that they're Super Saiyans, then that's good enough for me!" Goku said.

"Come on, Goku! You take things way too lightly sometimes!" Bulma scolded.

"Nu-uh." He said.

The woman seemed to ease a bit at Goku's humor. Only it wasn't humor, it was just the way Goku was. She had always heard stories but, never had she experienced it. It gave her hope.

Her partner decided that now was the time to speak with the Saiyan and asked respectfully, "Goku, may I please speak to you in private?"

"Hey!" Yamcha protested, "Anything you say to Goku can be said in front of us!" Everyone else said something similar.

"It's alright, you guys. I'll be back in a couple minutes." He said to calm his friends down.

"Thanks." The man said.

"No problem." Goku replied, but before he flew off he noticed the strange woman that stayed behind. She hadn't said anything since he'd arrived. She seemed… so familiar. Like he'd know her for years. But that would be impossible. He would ask the man about her.

So they both flew about 50 feet away from the crater.

"Alright, girl!" Vegeta yelled at the stranger before them, "I've had enough of this act of yours! You are going to tell me who you and your friend are or you will face the wrath of the Prince of all Saiyans!"

She jumped and spun to face him. She was a few inches taller than him so she had to look down on him to see eye to eye.

She glared at him and gave him the same answer she'd been giving all of them in a cool, smooth voice, "You will find out soon enough."

"Don't feed me that garbage! I have been patient with both of you runts now it's time to fess up!" he shouted louder.

She turned her back on him and Vegeta lost it. With a furious growl, he raised his left hand and was about to bring it swiftly across the back of her head like a mother scolding a child who had just said a curse word. But the second before it connected, the woman blurred and was approximately one foot in front of where she was standing before.

Vegeta was planted, his face full of rage. She said in the same calm voice, "You will receive no answers from me. Goku, however, will be happy to fill you in. Do not test me, Vegeta. You have no idea what I'm capable of."

Vegeta yielded, for the moment. Everyone stood aghast at what just happened. Her speed was nothing short of miraculous. No one, not even Piccolo, could focus of her, even though she had only moved a few inches. Piccolo, however, wasn't only focusing on the altercation in front of him. He could still hear the mystery man and Goku talking and he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"I appreciate this, Goku. Really I do."

"I should be the one thanking you. Man, you and your friend both killed Friza and his dad; I thought I was going to come back and find Earth it already in ruins."

"You would've, had my friend and I not stepped in." The man smirked confidently.

"Yeah… About your friend… who is she? I think I've seen her from somewhere but, I can't quite put my finger on it." Goku's brow furrowed.

"Her name is Isami. You'll get to know her well later."

"Hmm… I don't think I've ever hear that name before."

"You will."

"Riiiight." He said clearly not believing him. "I was just about to make my move before you two jumped in.

"Really? From my math, it seemed that Friza had at least two hours on you."

"Yeah, he did!"

"Then… how were you going to 'make your move'?" he asked.

"Instant Transmission! The people on planet Yardrat taught it to me! They were all really friendly! They fixed my ship and even gave me these new clothes!" he said addressing his new outfit. "Plus, I think they liked me because I could eat as much as they could!"

"Ugh… That stinks…" his eyes met the ground.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Goku questioned.

"Had Isami and I known that you wouldn't have needed help with Friza we would've met you somewhere where we didn't risk meeting all the others."

"Risk? What risk?"

"I'll answer that question, but first I want you to answer one."

"Shoot."

"Can you transform into a Super Saiyan at will?"

"At first, no. It was like a volcano exploding. But now it's much easier to control."

"Alright then, can you show me right now?" the man asked.

Goku shrugged. "Okay. Have it your way."

Very slowly a golden aura engulfed Goku, his hair flashed from black to gold several times before he was at full power.

"Incredible!" the man smiled.

From afar, the rag-tag band stood in awe at this sudden transformation. "What's going on over there!?" Bulma gasped. "Goku has blonde hair!"

"He just transformed into a Super Saiyan!" Gohan informed her even though he was as shocked as she.

Isami gazed in awe at her father's transformation. It was so much like her big brother's. A tear slipped out without her even noticing it. She wiped it quickly but not before Gohan noticed.

"Ma'am? Are… are you okay?" he inched slowly towards her.

"I… yes. Yes I'm fine, thank you." she replied. She whispered under her breath, "I'm just fine."

"Are you satisfied?" Goku sounding angry, but he didn't look it. Anger was the fuel for becoming a Super Saiyan.

"Yes, actually. Wow… it's so much like his." He said astounded.

"Like whose?" Goku asked.

"Gohan's."

This really muddled Goku. "My son isn't a Super Saiyan. At least not yet. What are you talking about?"

"I'll explain in a minute. But for now we'll both be Super Saiyan." And he transformed as if he had done it a million times before. "Isami can turn into one as well. We transformed at the same time, in fact."

"Really…" Goku was shocked at the power he was feeling and seeing. "We're exactly the same."

"Let's find out." The man said. The next moment he drew his sword and swung it at the Saiyan in front of him. But he stopped two inches from his face. Isami's fists clenched at the scene. She didn't want either of them hurt. She knew that they wouldn't do any real damage but that didn't do anything to set her mind at ease.

"Why didn't you dodge that?" the man asked.

"I searched your emotions and knew you would stop." Goku said matter-of-factly.

"Yes I see. Well this time I'm not going to stop." And he continued with a barrage of slashes with the blade. Each of them was blocked by Goku's index finger.

The man stopped and powered down. "Cool. Everything I've heard about you is true. Those same moves turned Friza into cold cuts!"

"I guess your heart wasn't in it this time." Goku joked.

"Look, I'm sorry about all of the secrecy, but you have to believe me when I say that it was all necessary. I also need to know that I can trust you to keep everything I tell you to yourself." The man pleaded.

"I've never had a problem keeping secrets. But, sure you have my word." Goku pledged.

"Thank you. First off, my name is Trunks. This is going to sound extremely bizarre, but I'm not from this time. I came here in a time machine twenty years into the future."

"Really!? A time machine?! That's incredible!"

"Yes, but there's more. Vegeta was right, you, your son, and him are the only ones left with Saiyan blood. And I got mine from him. I'm his son."

"What?! Vegeta's your father!? You're absolutely sure!?" Goku yelled.

"Yes."

"Well I'll be! I never pictured Vegeta as the fatherly type." He looked at Trunks then to Vegeta and then back to Trunks again. "Yeah! Yeah, I see it!" as Goku prattled on about this new discovery something donned on him, "But wait… If you got yours from Vegeta, then who did Isami get hers from?"

"You, Goku."

Goku's eyes turned to saucers. "Wh-what?"

"Isami is your daughter. She's at your home now. She's one."

Goku looked back at his daughter sitting on a rock Indian-style, her delicate hands folded beneath her chin and her elegant brows furrowed. She looked just like Chi-Chi, only Isami was at least a foot taller than her mother. She was beautiful and she was his daughter. He slowly smiled at her and then back to Trunks. "She's… she's my daughter?" he whispered.

"Yes." Trunks nodded. But his eyes weren't on Goku. They were on her. If he thought of her, it took an explosion to get his mind off. Goku's papa-bear instincts kicked in already and his firm hand landed on the young Saiyan's arm and he gave him a firm look. That look that says, 'You mess with my cub and I mess up your face' look. Trunks immediately understood and backed down. For now.

"Alright, but I still haven't told you about why we've come." Trunks said with tried patience.

Goku nodded seriously for Trunks to continue.

"Three years from now, beings one-thousand times more powerful than Friza will arrive. These beings are called Androids and they will arrive in the capital of Amenbo Island, Sasebo at 10:00. They're weapons of mass-destruction created by Dr. Gero."

"Where have I heard that name before…?" Goku pondered.

"You remember when you fought the Red Ribbon army as a child, right?" Trunks asked.

It finally dawned on Goku. "He was the head scientist!"

"Yes. And letting him escape will be one of the biggest mistakes of your life. I know meant well at the time, and I'm sorry that your decision will come back to haunt you and your family, but that doesn't mean that you can't do something about it now." Trunks said. He didn't enjoy saying this to Goku at all. He always tried to give everyone a second chance to do something better, and it made him angry that people would waste it.

Goku's brows furrowed with regret. "Alright, let them come. We'll be ready."

"There's one more thing, Goku."

"What is it?"

"Two years from now, you'll be diagnosed with a rare heart disease. It'll eventually kill you. We came here to make sure that doesn't happen."

"You mean I'm gonna die because of a lousy virus? I won't even get a shot at the Androids?!" Goku said in disbelief.

"If Isami and I hadn't intervened that's what would've happened. There is no cure for that virus now, but in my time there is. Here." Trunks tossed a small bottle over to Goku.

"Oh boy, purple! I bet its grape flavored!" Goku smiled.

"I hope it helps. I don't want to think about what might happen if it doesn't work." Trunks said.

"I can't thank you enough for this." Goku said with gratitude.

"I'm glad we could help." Trunks smiled.

"Can… can I talk to her?" Goku gestured towards Isami.

Trunks' brows furrowed, "I wouldn't if I were you. We've already changed history, hopefully for the better. I don't think we need to push it." His face brightened, "Besides she's home right now with her mother waiting for you."

Goku looked at Isami and smiled. "I guess you're right. I better go tell the others the important bits of what you told me."

They both flew back over and as soon as they touched down Trunks gestured for Isami that it was time to go. "Goodbye everyone. It was nice to meet all of you." Isami said half-smiling. Her eyes fell upon your father and brother and she nodded. Goku had a knowing smirk on his face. I can't wait until I get home. He thought.

Goku regaled the group on what he and Trunks discussed conveniently leaving out the duo's identity.

"How do we know those brats weren't lying!?" Vegeta barked.

"What could they possibly have to gain by lying? They told us to train as hard as we can for three whole years. I don't see how that doesn't benefit us even if this Android thing is some kind of fluke." Krillin said.

"Gohan and I are going to start as soon as possible. But first we need to go home. I wonder what Chi-Chi is making for dinner…" Goku pondered aloud. "Bye guys! I'll see you soon! C'mon Gohan let's go home." Goku said abruptly.

Everyone shouted their salutations as father and son flew south towards home.

"Hey, Dad!" Gohan said, "Mom and I have a big surprise for you when we get home!"

"Really? What?" At first Goku wondered what the surprise was then it donned on him. I can't wait till I get home. He repeated in his head.

A/N: Oh… My… Goodness. I am an idiot. Okay, so the reason why this chapter took so long was because I had finished it last week but I forgot to upload it. I was kinda freaking out because the last two had gotten pretty good reviews, but this one hadn't. So I checked and found out that the story still had only two chapters. *EPIC FACEPALM* I'm very sorry about the wait. I feel very silly right now. Next chapter will hopefully be done sooner than this one, but I like to wait and see what kind of feedback I get from a previous chapter before I start a new one. Thanks for reading! I'm glad someone out there enjoys this!