It was getting dark on the Lookout and everyone was gathered around and watching what Kabu and Trunks were doing. They had played a few more games of risk, all of which Trunks lost. It looked like Kabu was just some normal guy.

"Where are they going?" Bulma asked as she watched her son get up off of the floor and motion for Kabu to follow.

Kabu just nodded and got up from the floor and walked out of the room. The two of them raided the pantry for a second, taking some ramen noodle packets out and putting them on the stove.

Kabu looked intrigued by what Trunks was doing, but it was kind of funny watching the strange man eat. He seemed to think that the ramen tasted good, as he was stuffing his face.

Bulma heard a giggle to her right and noticed that her daughter was looking down at Kabu, she had that dreamy look on her face and it made her think back to the days when Vegeta was a monster. She began to wonder if Kabu was just misunderstood. Maybe he was like Vegeta and he had been deceived by Frieza. It was as Gohan said, Trunks wasn't stupid. But she couldn't see Trunks being friendly with someone that could have possibly killed Goten. Kabu may have information on the subject, but looking at the man, she couldn't help but feel that she had seen him before.

She shook her head. She must have been awake too long. She really needed to rest her head.

Vegeta gave her a look and seemed to nod her off to bed. He must have known that she was tired. "I'll see everyone in the morning."

She took one last look at Goku. Her oldest friend hadn't taken his eyes off of Kabu. She had never seen him be so vengeful before. It didn't suit him. The way he was glaring at Kabu would have made anyone's skin crawl.

She had to look away and think of something else. Goku would be fine. Once they knew more, everything would be fine.


Trunks laughed to himself as they finally walked outside. The stars were bright as he looked up. He had no place to go for the night. If he knew his family, they had to have packed up and gone to the Lookout.

He stopped for a second as a sneaky grin plastered itself all over his face. "Hey, Goten."

"What?" Goten walked out of the house and looked up as well. "Damn."

"Don't tell me that you haven't seen stars in a while?" He teased.

Goten only laughed. "Well, if you live in space, it's not the same."

He wanted to ask more questions, but he had a really funny idea and he wasn't going to pass on it. "Follow me for a second; I have a prank for the ages."

Goten only smirked but he followed him. "What do you have in mind?"

Very quickly he pushed Goten to the ground, then slipped himself to the ground next to him, he leaned in and whispered into Goten's ear. "Our parents are watching. I say we prank the shit out of them."

Goten only laughed as he felt Trunks snuggle into him as they continued to look up at the stars. "So what do you want to talk about?"

"What is space like?" He had asked his parents this a couple of times, but neither of them ever answered him.

"It's hard to describe. It matters what part of space you're in as well. Some places are rough, other's dangerous, and even sometimes you'll find nothing at all." Goten said, leaning into him some more. He didn't complain. It was a little chilly.

"What about working for Frieza?" That was another thing that he had trouble getting answers about. His father liked to steer clear of that subject.

Goten seemed to go quiet for a couple of seconds, but then said. "It's horrible really. You don't get much choice in what you do. Killing is normal, it doesn't matter if its men, women, or children. If he wants a planet cleared, you do it. After a while, you start to forget your emotions. The faces of the fallen just start to blend together. Genocide becomes normal and you do it because if you don't you'll be killed or worse."

"Or worse? What does that mean?" He started.

Goten seemed to fidget. "Forget I said anything about that. I really don't want to talk about it."

Trunks sighed; at least he got more out of Goten than he planned to. "So what do we do now?"

Goten just looked up at the sky. "The best thing to do would be to get rid of Frieza's army."

"What?" He almost sat up at Goten's words.

Goten's eyes never left the night sky though. His face had become serious. "Frieza died in the past. Someone had to use the dragonballs to bring him back. Even if I were to kill him now, he would just be resurrected again or his army would continue to run rampant. There's so much blood on their hands, on my hands."

"Goten, you're not the same as them." He said, looking at him. His friend remained quiet as he looked up at the sky. Trunks rolled on to him, blocking his view of the sky. "Listen to me, you didn't want this! You're not a cold blooded killer!"

"But I have killed in cold blood. I planned to kill my own father." Goten said.

He looked down at him in anger. "You were lied to! Frieza deceived you!"

"But I still followed him." Goten looked off to the side. "And sometimes I enjoyed it."

He reached down and forced Goten to look at him. "Just stop that! You were a child! He took advantage of you!"

Goten only looked into his eyes. "But I should have noticed something."

"You don't know that! Frieza manipulates people. He likes playing with people's lives. He had to have some way of messing with you. That's why you can't remember." He said.

He could feel Goten relax below him and he felt himself start to lean down as he started to lay on his friend. They had grown silent as he twisted around and laid on the ground next to him. Goten turned to face him, no longer looking at the sky. He felt Goten take his hands as he stared at him. "Help me destroy him."

He felt a smile creep onto his face. "Why don't we go now?" He made to get up, but Goten held him down.

"Go into space with me, Trunks." He felt himself start to blush. He had always wanted to go into space, but with all of the fear after his friend's disappearance made that impossible. Goten got his attention again by leaning in closer. "Help me take down his army from the inside."

He started to smirk. "Between the two of us, he doesn't have a chance."

Goten finally gave him a smile. "Thank you, Trunks."

He almost laughed. "What are friends for." He did have one question though. "How are we going to trick Frieza? He can't be an idiot after that plan of his."

Goten sighed. "You're going to have to enter into his army with me. We must convince him that you are loyal to him. Are you prepared to kill someone?"

Now that was a good question, he really wasn't sure that he could do that, but he nodded anyway. "I'll do what I have to, to take him down."

"Prepare yourself then. He will not make it easy. You may have to kill a child. Can you live with that?" Goten said seriously again.

As much as he didn't like the idea of murder, they had no choice. Having Frieza's army run across the galaxy was a threat not only to them, but the rest of the galaxy as well. "One life cannot be more important than helping the rest of the galaxy."

Goten didn't smirk at him though. "It won't be just one life. Frieza may give you that one life to destroy, but then we have thousands to destroy after that."

"Can't we contact the Galactic Patrol for assistance?" He asked.

Goten gave him a look that screamed, are you kidding me? "Those pansies? You've seen Jaco, Trunks."

"They can't all be that useless." He wondered aloud.

His best friend only chuckled. "All they are is government licensed attack dogs, but nothing about them even matches that. I'm surprised that Jaco is still alive."

Trunks laughed. "Well he's always coming by to visit Aunt Tights."

"I've killed plenty of Patrolmen. They fell like flies at my feet." He could see that Goten's eyes had become dark and almost hollow as he spoke. "I enjoyed killing them. It was like they were ants and I…I was a god."

He felt a chill go down his spine as Goten talked. He had never heard his friend speak this way. "Goten, those were innocent people."

Goten let out a chuckle. "No, they were soldiers. They knew what they were getting themselves into. Besides, it is in our blood. We are part saiyan. The thrill of the kill is in all of us."

He made to shake his head. "No, we like to fight, that doesn't mean that we like to kill. Look at your father."

Goten smirked at him. "Look at your father. Mine is a man that forgot where he came from. Son Goku is more human than saiyan."

"You didn't see him after you died." Trunks said.

Goten only raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Trunks looked away from Goten. "Your father wants vengeance for your death. If he knew the truth, I doubt that Frieza would be given any mercy."

Goten only smirked. "So he has some saiyan in him after all."

"What is with all of this saiyan pride? You sound worse than my dad." Trunks said.

"That pride kept me alive. Frieza didn't just keep me alive to attack this place. I had to fight and kill for the last 10 years. Without that pride, I would have died a long time ago." Goten sounded so sure of that. "If we go into space, you'll understand it better."

"I thought we were going anyway. We have an army to destroy." He argued.

Goten chuckled. "So you really think that you can handle killing all of those people?"

"They're evil, Goten. I just have to remind myself of that." He said.

Goten let out a half laugh. "You'll see." He watched as his friend yawned. "So are we going to move somewhere or are we going to sleep out here?"

This time he laughed. "I was thinking that under the stars would be a good way to irritate them."

Goten smirked. "You know that they are going to kill us when they find out."

He smirked back. "I think they'll be too happy that you're alive."

"We'll see about that." Trunks was going to argue, when Goten put his arm around his back and pulled him against his chest. "You know that you're probably giving your father a heart attack?"

Trunks laughed. "Yeah, but I think I have an idea. Move around so that your head is on my stomach." Goten gave him a questioning look. "Don't you remember? Everyone has a picture of us passed out in the gravity room like that. I want to see their faces when we tell them that we left them a clue."

Goten laughed and moved just as he said. He looked over at his friend before looking back up and falling asleep.


Goku growled as he watched the scene below him. Why was Trunks letting Kabu be so handsy with him? He looked over and saw that only Vegeta and Gohan remained with him.

"I don't like this. Even if he is getting information, that Kabu guy is too close." Vegeta said under his breath.

Gohan sighed. "That may be what it takes to get an answer." His son looked off to the side. "I wish Piccolo was here. Then maybe we could know what they were saying."

Goku had to agree. The Namek's hearing was a lot better than anyone else's. But Piccolo had to be out training somewhere. Wherever he was, he knew he was alive. The Namek wasn't stupid. He knew just like the rest of them how Frieza's army operated.

Goku started to search with his Ki. He could feel some fighting going on south of here. Uub must have run into some of Frieza's soldiers and from the look of it, his apprentice was making short work of them. He didn't expect less from the reincarnation of the evil side of Majin Buu.

He wondered if there was a way to call both of them here. He knew that getting Piccolo would be easier, mainly because Uub was not likely to leave his village while they were in danger.

He could have used his instant transmission, but he didn't want to leave everyone here. If Trunks had really turned on them, he would know that this was the next place they would go. He couldn't leave what was left of his family unprotected.

He thought of Goten once again, the thought made him smile. "Dad, can you train me today?" "Sorry, Goten. Your mom wants you to study." "But I don't like it. I don't want to be a scholar like Gohan. I want to fight." He cursed the memory. If only he had been able to teach him. Then maybe he wouldn't have this regret.

"Kakarot." He looked across from him to find that Gohan had left, leaving just him and Vegeta. He could see it in Vegeta's eyes. Fear. The same fear that had him training Pan after Goten's death.

"We won't lose Trunks." He stated, even though he didn't believe that himself.

"We already lost him." Vegeta sounded defeated. "We lost him the same day that…"

"That Goten died." He finished the sentence for his oldest rival.

"The more I see of this Kabu, the more I think he knows who did it." Vegeta said.

He looked at Vegeta in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Kakarot, Frieza hates you. I wouldn't have put it past him to have killed Goten. Kabu would have been 10 if he had killed Goten." Vegeta stated.

He looked up. "You know that that means nothing for our kind."

Vegeta looked at him. He could see no expression staring back at him. "Yes, I do know that. I know that better than anyone else."

"Hell, you killed Nappa because he was of no use to you." Goku started.

Vegeta backed up a little. He looked offended for some reason. "You know nothing." And with that, Vegeta stormed off, leaving him alone.

He wondered why Vegeta ran off. It was the truth, wasn't it?

To Be Continued…

Author's Note

I hope everybody had a happy thanksgiving if you live in the United States. Now we're getting to see more of Goten's darker side. Also I wonder why Vegeta ran off...well I don't really, I already know what happens.