Alright, I'm a procrastantor, but I found out most artist are natural procrastantors, so Ha take that random person standing right there! Thank you to my reviewers Axle Starr, Romania Black, and gokuspasm. Also if it wasn't before amazingness is now a word. So take that Webster! Muwahahahahahahahahahahaha... um (cough) anyway Still don't own DBZ. On with the show.

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Flarea tossed and turned in her bed. Having slept in someone's arms for most of your life, you realize how much you miss those arms when they aren't there. She heard her door slowly open, she laid still, waiting for the person to make themselves known.

"Mommy?" Trinity whispered. Flarea sat up on her bed. "I can't sleep."

"Come here," she yawned, and Trinity climbed into the bed and sat on her mother's lap. "Now why can't you sleep?"

"I had a dream," Trinity said softly, then looked away.

"About?" Flarea asked, trying to get her daughter to continue.

"I think daddy is in trouble," Trinity cried as she threw her arms around Flarea. "My dreams keep getting worse. I see him in the room I saw you in, he's bloody. Hardly breathing."

"Shhh sweetheart," Flarea said sweetly, trying to soothe her daughter from her nightmares. Except Flarea knew her daughters weren't nightmares, but visions. Her daughter was seeing either the future or what was happing now. Unsure of which it was, Flarea hoped it was the future, then there would be hope that Rendul would still be alive.

"A war is coming," Trinity said. "Our home planet is on the brink of war and it is my fault. If I wasn't different no one would have to die."

"Honey, everyone is different in there own way," Flarea sighed. Trinity was indeed gifted, she could predict the future, and sometimes it seems she was more mature then her age. "Look at me and Vegeta, we are different from each other."

"But you our similar too," Trinity sighed, as she put her chin on her fists. "You both love to spar, to fight, protect your families, and you don't show your true feelings in front of others. I am similar to know one."

"Well you have your father's eyes, my color hair, except it's straight like his, your brother's sarcasm," Flarea laughed. "Sometimes you remind me a lot of myself when I was young. You want to take on the world, and even though most say you aren't strong enough, you know you are."

"But you were raised a Saiyajin," Trinity sighed. "You where born and raised to be tough."

"As are you," Flarea yawned. "You have my blood running though your veins. Embrace it, and never know fear again."

"I'll try," Trinity muttered. "Can I sleep in here tonight?"

"Of course," Flarea laughed, as she laid down. "Remember I love you baby."

"I know," Trinity yawned. "I love you too mommy. It's just I don't want to hurt you or daddy."

"And you aren't. It's all your aunt's doing, and I will not let her get away with it." she muttered as they both let sleep over take them. As they slept Trinity's dreams took over. Her vision was not of the future, as Flarea hoped they where, but of the present.

"Did you think you could interfere and get away with it," Rendulla laughed harshly. Rendul, beaten and bloody, was thrown into the same cell that Flarea once occupied. "To think you will rot away in the same cell your wife bleed in. All you had to do was kill the child and name me queen. Now you will all die."

"All because you are jealous of a child," Rendul laughed. "Trinity has the power the ancients spoke of not you. My children are the brother and sister who will ruled Dimogs in glory, and can take over the universe if they wanted."

"Rensa and I will rule the universe," Rendulla argued, and kicked him. "Trinity fakes her visions just like I do."

"No," Rendul replied, as he coughed up some blood. "Can't you sense her watching us now? Also Rensa will never join you. He is loyal to his sister and mother. He despises you."

"Minor detail," she huffed. "After you and daddy are gone no one will stop me."

"You plan to kill your own father?" he gasped.

"No, he will die of a broken heart," she said in mock sorrow. "After all his son, his heir, betrayed the crown and got himself killed. He died a traitor. Flarea disgraced. Trinity born to destroy, so she must be killed. Who will comfort the poor Prince? Only his aunt can soothe his soul. If there is a little take over the universe scheme in there, the people of Dimogs will over look it."

"Rensa will never go along with this!"

"Ah but you see, Igquada is going to retrieve them as we speak. Killing Trinity then bringing me Flarea and Rensa. Flarea will remained locked up, with her Ki blocker on it will be easy. Rensa will do as I say or I will slay his mother in front of him," she laughed as she left. "I'm just waiting for the faithful dog to retrieve my pawns. Then the games begin!"

"You'll fail!" Rendul screamed after her, but hope was failing with in him.

Unbeknownst to her, her faithful dog Igquada had failed horrible. Since Vegeta refused to let Igquada in the house Trunks and Rensa came up with a full proof solution to keep Igquada close, out of the house, and he couldn't escape.

"This is humiliating," Igquada muttered to the night sky. Sitting cross legged on the ground, he gave the chain around his neck another yank. "You think I was a dog!"

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I'm sorry if the dog offended any dogs out there, but I had to do it! So this chapter was a little down beat, but it revealed some of my main plot lines. If you didn't get it, then I failed. (shurgges) You'll pick up on it later trust me. Reviews pls! Till next time! Oh and gokuspasm and Romania Black UPDATE! You're killing me over here! (dies from wait)