Goten wanted to train some more, but he wasn't about to go against Vegeta's wishes. So, after he finished his food, he walked off with his Uncle Raditz.

The half-blood still didn't know what to think about his uncle. The man had kidnapped him, and from the way Gohan had talked about Raditz, he wasn't the friendliest. But for some reason, Goten didn't feel any ill will towards Raditz at all.

"So, what are we going to be doing?" Goten inquired.

Raditz chuckled. "You'll see."

Goten sighed. He needed to know more about the rest of the group. "What is your skill set?" Vegeta talked about skills a lot, so his uncle had to have some.

Raditz gave him a grin. "I'm a bomb specialist."

"So, you make things go boom?" Goten asked. He had never heard of a saiyan messing with anything like that.

"You could say that. It matters on what kind of bomb I'm working on," Raditz said, walking up to a door and punching in a code.

"There are different kinds of bombs?" Goten didn't know why he was asking this. Didn't Raditz take him down with some kind of gas bomb?

The door opened up in front of the older saiyan. "Come see that for yourself." Raditz walked into the room and Goten followed.

Goten gasped. It looked like a workshop, but he could see the outlines where certain bombs had blown up. His eyes wandered, he could see where his uncle had been testing out his creations. A wall was filled with all kind of explosive compounds, but that wasn't all. There were tanks to the side. Some had markings on them, giving him a good idea of what was inside.

Raditz moved over to the bench. "I'm working on a new concept. I need something that can do some damage, but has a delayed reaction time."

"Why do you need that?" Goten walked around to his uncle's side.

"Imagine what would happen if my bombs could get back to a base. I could take out a squad before they had the chance to come after us," Raditz said, looking over his wall.

Goten pondered that idea. "So you're thinking of a gas model, then?"

Raditz grinned. "Yes, but it needs to throw out shrapnel." He growled as he looked through his supplies. "I know that I'm on the verge of a break through."

Goten moved over to the wall. "What if you put in something that you could remotely control?"

Raditz pondered that. "The problem is that the shrapnel needs to be small. There aren't that many things that would work for that."

"Not if you use nanobots," Goten argued. His uncle gave him a confused look. "They are like tiny robots." Goten moved over to where there were some tiny metal balls. "I know that there is a way to get them turned down to a molecular level. If you do that, they would be breathing them in with the gas."

Raditz's eyes grew wide with excitement. "So I could even put a tracking device and collect information on our enemy before we even started our attack."

"Especially if the gas used was clear." Goten began to look through the different kinds of gas."

"It has to be odorless as well," Raditz said moving behind him. They finally picked out one and moved it over to the table in the middle. "It's going to take me time to get some of those nanobots though."

"Earth has some, but I think they had some for sale on that planet that you found me on," Goten said. "It shouldn't take that much tweaking to get it right."

The half saiyan didn't have any time to react as he was pulled into a headlock. He was about to panic, until his uncle laughed, ruffling his hair. "Good going, Young Gun," Raditz laughed.

Goten felt himself be released and turned red. He wasn't used to getting this much praise. "Young Gun?"

Raditz moved back over to the table where he began to work. "You don't want me calling you boy or runt, do you?"

Goten laughed. "I guess not." He sighed, as he looked down at the piece of metal that his uncle was working on. It really didn't make sense. How could he feel so happy that that was going to be used to harm people? Goten shook his head. It was best not to think of those things.

"You have something on your mind. Go ahead and talk," Raditz said, messing with some fuses.

Goten sighed. "You're different than what I expected."

"So, my brother has said something about me? What lies has Kakarot been spreading?" Raditz chuckled.

"It wasn't him." Goten looked off to the side. "It was my brother."

Raditz thought back to the shrimp that he had seen back on Earth. "Well, I can see why. That child was quite annoying." The half-blood looked up at him in surprise. "He was a whiney thing. All I wanted to do was bring Kakarot out here, but sadly, he chose to kill me instead." Raditz laughed. "Well, that Namek got the final blow on me and I guess I get what I got for kidnapping the shrimp."

Goten couldn't help but snicker. "You kidnapped Gohan?"

Raditz grinned. "I needed something to barter with Kakarot. So, I took the shrimp in exchange for Earth's destruction. You know how that turned out."

"With you six feet under," Goten said. "I did wonder why they didn't bring you up until a couple of weeks ago. They brought back some guy called Nappa and began to look for Vegeta."

Raditz grinned. "Why were they looking for Vegeta?" He needed the boy to keep this information to himself. No one needed to know about the past. They were back in Frieza's graces, nothing else was needed.

"Because Vegeta lived on Earth. He's the father of my best friend." Goten said, not thinking. His mind flashed to the image of his brother and Trunks talking and he frowned. "At least, I thought he was my best friend."

Raditz frowned, but smirked on the inside. "Why would you say that?"

Goten sighed. "As the years went by, we grew apart. The day he stopped training, was the say that I stopped training."

"What else? There has to be more about him that gets your blood boiling," Raditz pushed.

Goten looked up his uncle. "Why do you say that?"

"Your face, it's grim," Raditz explained. "If you were truly close, such a face wouldn't exist."

The half-blood sighed. "It's just complicated."

"I have time," Raditz said, putting down the metal and motioning for him to follow.

Goten did what was asked and sat down. He was surprised once again. It looked like Raditz was giving him all of his attention. "I don't know where to start."

"Just start at the beginning." Raditz needed to know more about Earth. If he was able to earn the boy's trust, then he could keep Goten's mouth shut.

Goten looked down. "I just wasn't good enough," he began. "I guess it all did start at the beginning. My brother got to train under my father. Trunks got to train with his father… but I didn't get that. I had to focus on my studies, but I didn't care about those things," Goten kept going. "The only time I got train, was with my friend, but when he was 15, he decided that it wasn't cool anymore. So, I had to live without it." Everything was spilling out of him as he continued. "After that I just gave up… because no one was listening. Even after my dad took an apprentice, I put a fake smile on my face." Goten kept his eyes on the floor. "And before I knew it, everyone was surpassing me. Trunks was working at Capsule Corp. My brother was a professor at some university. My niece was getting scholarships…all while I dropped out of school and began to party. I got a bad reputation. Everyone called me a manwhore, but that was far from the truth. I just got mixed up in using all kinds of drugs." His mind flashed to Trunks poking fun at him. "And all they did was laugh." He wanted to cry, but tears weren't falling.

A hand pulled his chin up and he was forced to look at his uncle. He expected Raditz to laugh at him, but the man only looked angry. "There is no reason for them to laugh at you. They were the ones that set you up for failure."

Goten felt his body relax. "I don't need your pity."

Raditz smirked. "I don't pity you. I'm angry that my brother didn't give you the attention you deserve," his uncle growled. "How could he waste potential like yours? It's a crime against saiyans."

The half-blood was starting to feel angry as well. "I was supposed to be a scholar. That's what they wanted."

"Is that what you wanted?" Raditz asked, already knowing the answer.

"No! I wanted to fight!" Goten growled.

"So, fight then," Raditz said calmly.

Goten tried to move his head out of his uncle's grasp, but found it impossible, so he only looked away. "You make it sound so easy."

"That's because it is, Young Gun." His nephew's eyes looked back up at him. "You were born to fight. It's in your blood as a saiyan. Don't listen to their lies."

"But they're my family…" Goten said, his voice was barely a whisper.

"No, Goten. That's not a family," Raditz said. "I'm your family. Turles is your family. Let us help you get where you need to be."

Goten couldn't believe what he was hearing, first Vegeta, now Raditz. Was what they were saying true? "Can we keep this between us, then?"

Raditz smirked internally. "Keep what between us?"

"What happened on Earth…I don't think it's time to say anything," Goten said.

Raditz gave his nephew a frown. "If that's what you want to do. My lips are sealed." So, no one else was going to know about Vegeta's time on Earth. This was perfect. "Now why don't we finish working on these bombs? I'll even let you test one out."

Goten have his uncle a smile. "That sounds super." It would do him some good to blow off some steam.

Bulma smiled as they finally reached the Patrol. The ship docked and everyone began to get off. Bra and Pan were a little shaky. It had been a while since they had been walking around on a planet.

Nappa was about to point something out as Jaco came running over to Bulma. "I didn't think you would be all the way out here."

"I'm not here for a happy visit, Jaco," Bulma explained. "I came here to see if the patrol had any information on Frieza's base."

The small alien tensed up. "So, you know about that?"

"Yes, I do," Bulma said with a glare. "I need to know where I can find Frieza as soon as possible."

"Doesn't everyone," A new voice said from the shadows.

Bulma made to glare at the intruder, but watched as Jaco walked up to the man. "Have you found anything new?"

"No, I haven't. The families have been evacuated, but I can see that I missed one," the strange man said. "I didn't think Prince Vegeta was still alive."

"How do you know that Vegeta is my husband?" Bulma asked.

"The fact that you are here and asking about Frieza is enough for me to get that idea," the man said, coming out of the shadows.

There was a collective gasp, then the sound of attacks powering up. "STOP!" Jaco said, getting between the two groups. "He's one of us. He's a top rank detective in the Galactic Patrol."

The Frost Demon walked forward once more. Unlike Frieza, his armor plates where black in color, while the softer parts were a light teal. "Everyone around here calls me Special Agent Polar."

"Polar?" Goku said, looking at the Frost Demon. "So, you're not working with Frieza?"

"Why would I work for that scumbag?" Polar explained. "I have a respectable job here. A life of crime never appealed to me."

Bulma walked forward. "You said something about evacuations?"

Polar sighed. "Follow me, we can talk as we go." The group followed him and he began to explain. "After we noticed that Namek was destroyed, I began to get a little nervous. There haven't been any planetary explosions since Frieza's demise. I began to look into it as the entire horde began to disappear from their homes. The first to go missing was Onuin, followed by Negi, then Turles and Mata were gone, followed by Tarble…then Special Agent Cilica was taken. I don't know when Vegeta was collected, but it had to be around the same time as Cilica."

Bulma noticed something about Polar's voice. It had changed slightly when it came to the last saiyan's name. How peculiar.

"What do you know about their location?" Gohan pressed.

"Not much. Frieza doesn't like to stay in one place for long," Polar said. "The main base should be stationary, but it's heavily guarded."

"I know the location." Everyone looked over at Nappa. "It's as Polar said. It's protected beyond belief."

"So why evacuate people?" Trunks asked.

"I was able to gather that intel from certain dealers. It wouldn't be the first time that Frieza fiddled with mind correction. I figured that he might send the horde after their families, after they no longer recognized them," Polar clarified.

"So, you brought the families here for their safety?" Gohan asked as they walked into a room.

Everyone was in some state of shock as they were met with what looked like plenty of other aliens.

A red woman with a blue Mohawk walked forward, she had a strange whip-like tail, which looked like it had a weapon at the tip of it. "Have you heard anything about my Kasi?!" Bulma could see how worried she was.

"Rouge, for the last time, his real name is Negi," Polar said, sounding very annoyed.

"My husband would never do any of those things! Kasi wasn't like that!" Rouge said, crossing her arms while wrapping that strange tail of hers around her waist.

Nappa started to laugh. "You…you really think that Negi, the sweeper of planets would be an innocent?"

Rouge glared up at the giant. "I don't know who this Negi is, all I know is my Kasi."

Nappa continued to laugh. "What a weird name for him to pick."

"We don't have time for this." A smaller woman in purple walked forward. "We need to find where they are."

"We will find them, Gure. It will just take time for that to happen," Polar said. "The activity has begun, so we'll start to see more of a pattern in the next few days."

"How many planets have been cleared?" A fish looking female asked, walking forward.

"It's hard to say," Polar said. "Communications have been down due to Raditz and Turles screwing with our satellites."

"I could look at those," Bulma offered. "I'm very good with high tech machinery."

Polar was going to give her a look of gratitude as the door behind them cracked open. A little boy walked into the room with a sad look on his face. He was definitely a frost demon, only the flesh parts of his body were a cream color. The armor plates were the same as Polar's. "Daddy, when is Mommy coming home?"

Polar sighed and leaned down to pick up his son, just as everyone saw the tail. "I don't know, Flambee. Just give me a little longer."

The boy's eyes moved around the room and he wiggled so that his father would let him down. The small child walked over to Nappa and looked up. "You're really tall."

Nappa was about to make a remark to the child as he noticed the saiyan tail coming from the child's backside. There were only two female saiyans left… and Mata was with Turles…which meant… "Polar, are you, by any chance, married to Cilica?"

"Well, yes, I am. Why are you asking?" Polar said with a puzzled look.

Nappa growled, "You fucking bastard!"

"UMMM…you said a naughty word." Flambee put his hands over his mouth.

Nappa looked down at the small child, then back at Polar…he wanted to wreck the frost demon…but…

"Do I need to get soap?" Flambee asked. "Mommy makes daddy use soap when he says bad words."

Nappa's eyes kept going back and forth, before he finally just leaned down and picked the boy up. "I guess I'll need a lot of soap then." Nappa sighed, the child was just too cute. The old saiyan looked back over at Polar. "Just for the record, Cilica is my daughter. I don't have to like this…" Polar made to argue. "But…" Flambee had begun to crawl up onto the top of Nappa's head. "Apparently, I have to go get my mouth washed out."

"Big man make funny face," Flambee giggled as the two of them walked out of the room.

Polar sighed in relief. "I thought I was a goner there."

Bulma walked over to the computer. "We have more important things to worry about. Where do I need to go to fix the communications?"

Polar gave her a nod. "Follow me."

As Bulma followed Polar out of the room, Bra looked over at Trunks and Pan before staring at the newcomers. It looked like they were all kept in the dark as well. Just what was her father hiding? It really couldn't be that bad, could it?

To Be Continued…

Author's Note

I'm posting this early as I'll be going out of state over the weekend and I'm never guaranteed internet. Here we get our first glance at the patrol and the families that got left behind. You didn't think that Vegeta was the only one who found himself a mate, did you? Also, it seems that Goten is coming along nicely.