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Vegeta stared at the tail. It wasn't like any other he'd seen before. Saiyan tails were normally crimson, but Neo's tail was black. Even my son had a crimson tail despite his hair color. The only explanation is that this boy is less than half saiyan. I'll keep this to myself for now. I'll confront him about it when I get the chance.

"Nice to meet you Neo." Bulma shook hands with Neo, and the others followed.

When Eighteen got to Neo she couldn't help but notice his eyes. They were her eyes. How did he get them? Could he be Seventeen's offspring? No. Seventeen couldn't have a child that old.

As Eighteen walked away from him Neo sighed inwardly. He had a hard time resisting the urge to hug her. His mother had been there for him his entire life. She was the reason he survived, and she trained him to become the warrior he was.

Piccolo also noticed something strange about Neo. His face looks familiar, and I'm not talking about those eyes. His face looks like…can't be! It must be a coincidence. But his power…it feels like he's related to Gohan.

Piccolo and Dende were the only ones who could sense relatives. Namekian sensing abilities surpassed all others.

"Piccolo, are you sensing what I'm sensing from this guy?"

"I am Dende. His power feels similar to Gohan. Though I don't know how."

"We should tell the others…especially not Chichi."

"I agree. We should keep this between ourselves. If Chichi found out that she had another saiyan relative, she might go out of her mind, especially since Neo's energy seems to have a closer relation to Gohan than to Goten or Goku."

"Indeed. We can confront Neo about his identity later. Right now we need to monitor the Earth's recovery."

After a brief discussion about an upcoming party, everyone separated. Krillin took his family, and Master Roshi back to Kame house. Yamcha left with Puar. Gohan, and his family went back to Mt. Paozu, and Videl went flew her dad back to Satan City. Yamcha, Tien, and the others went to their respective homes.

"Aren't you coming with us Vegeta?" Bulma was getting ready to leave.

"No. Trunks will take you home. I'm going to stay here a little while longer."

"Okay, but hurry back." Bulma let Trunks pick her up. The two of them flew towards Capsule Corp.

When they were gone, the only people left were Vegeta, the two Namekians, Neo, and Mr. Popo.

Piccolo gave Vegeta a questioningly look. "Is there any reason why you want to stay?"

Vegeta looked at Piccolo, before directing everyone's gaze to Neo. "Don't tell me you didn't notice his tail. I didn't want to say anything when the others were around. I know he's at least partly saiyan, though I think he is less of a saiyan than Trunks, and Kakarot's spawn."

Piccolo's eyes widened when he saw the tail wrapped around Neo's waist. "You're right Vegeta. He does have a tail, but I know he's part saiyan. He transformed into a super saiyan 3 when fighting Majin Buu. You do know what a…"

"Of course I know! It's the power that Kakarot held back from me during our battle!" Vegeta gritted his teeth. He made me believe…that I stood a chance against him.

Neo sighed. I guess I can't keep everything a secret. But I can't tell them who my parents are. My mother has a different family now, and my father seems to be dating someone, and I will not let myself be passed off as anyone else's child. "Vegeta is correct. I am less than half saiyan. I am forty percent saiyan and sixty percent human."

Vegeta gave Neo a questioningly look. "And who are your parents?"

Neo had to think fast. He didn't want to disrupt this timeline. "I never knew my father. My mother was a human." He was half correct. Eighteen was technically a cyborg, and a cyborg was a human with robotic attachments.

Piccolo narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He's trying to conceal his true identity.

Vegeta became slightly irritated at Neo's lack of responsiveness. "I know that your mother was a human. All the living saiyans are male. It's the only logical explanation. Now I want to know who your mother was…I'll accept your answer about your father."

Neo sighed. A little more information couldn't hurt. "I came here from an alternate universe. In my universe most people have been killed by an evil named Glorft."

"Glorft?" Piccolo didn't recognize the name, but he remembered future Trunks. When a strong saiyan comes from an alternate universe, it is usually connected to some ultimate evil. Here we go again.

"Glorft makes Majin Buu seem weak." Neo's statement sent a chill down the spines of all who listened. "He isn't just terrorizing the Earth. He changes planets periodically to give the population of one planet the chance to recover. That way he'll be able to keep killing for all eternity."

Piccolo and Vegeta gritted their teeth and clenched their fists. There was also another listener who did the same. Though no one on the lookout, or Earth could detect him.

"Glorft is ruthless. I know I have the power to beat him, but I can't control it."

Vegeta started putting the pieces together. "You can't control your Oozaru transformation. Your maximum power is when you're a…super saiyan 3 Oozaru."

"You are correct. That's why I came back in time. I came looking for you Vegeta. I've heard that there were saiyans who could control the transformation, so I assumed that you would know. Will you train me?"

"I'll…think about it. But first, tell us more about Glorft. We want to know when he'll be coming."

Neo thought for a moment. "I your universe is like mine then…he'll come in about…six years."

"Then we have six years to prepare." Vegeta was about to leave. "I'll have to think over whether or not I still know how to control the Oozaru form, or how to pass the skill on." He took off towards Capsule Corp.

"I don't suppose you have a place to stay do you Neo?"

Neo turned to Piccolo. He was just as like his mother described him, only stronger. "I don't."

"I'll be happy to give you the one of the guest rooms." Mr. Popo directed his attention inside.

"Thank you." Neo followed.

Meanwhile, the secret listener was deep in thought. Six years…there has to be some way for me to help. This evil is different from Majin Buu. They'll need everyone's help to win. That spirit bomb won't be enough this time.


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