Hey guys, guess who's back. Yup it's good old Ani and I bring to you a brand new capter. I'm really sorry it's taken so long, but Nel-chan's been really ill. If your wandering who Nel-chan is that would be my laptop. Seriously, I send her off to have her fixed, I get her back and something else is wrong with her. She's had like three different repair jobs.

Also because of this I have had problems replying to people, and I'm still through the process of checking my inbox for all the reviews. I realise I could just look at the reviews on the website but I actually have a special folder in my inbox where I can put all my reviews and read through them like a sado.

Well I've decided to copy of other people this week and have someone else read the disclaimer. And that person is… Vegeta!

Vegeta: What?

Could you read the disclaimer please?

Vegeta: No.

Umm pretty please.

Vegeta: "Fuck you. I'm the prince of all Saiyans. Not you fucking reading dog. Read your own disclaimer."

(Vegeta flys off)

Well guess I'm doing it myself after all.

Anisoul sadly does not own Dragonball Z. Akira Toriyama is a cunning prick who thwarts any plans I can come up with to obtain rights to his series. But we'll see how long he lasts.

Piccolo's eyes were narrowed and locked on Truth's own, or at least on the eye holes in the mask. Truth was sweating nervously from behind his golden mask. He'd only factored Vegeta into his attempt on raiding Capsule Corp. He'd never expected Ma Junior, who he remembered as Son Goku's opponent during his final appearance at the World Martial Arts Tournament. But below all of the fear that and anxiety, he was feeling a few more cogs were whirling around in his head. Piccolo had been Goku's mortal enemy, as far as he could remember. He'd even tried to murder the man during the World Martial Arts Tournament Championship Round. Yet, he'd just admitted he was the Son's family bodyguard. Interesting indeed.

A whistle sound made itself known from behind Truth, breaking him out of his thoughts.

"He's big, he's green and looking mean. The Bogey man's at Capsule Corp!" chanted Iscariot enthusiastically from somewhere behind him. Truth appreciated the attempt at humour, he really did. But he honestly didn't think that getting this person, if he was a person, mad was the best idea. Truth observed how Ma Junior's eye ridge, for he had no brows, seemed to twitch.

"I thought you lived under my bed, what are you doing down here Mr Bogey man?" asked Iscariot in his usual cheerful voice. This time Ma Junior smiled. Not a nice smile though, Truth noted. More like a smile of a man who's about to do something he's really going to enjoy, which spelled bad things for him.

"Well I got tired of waiting down there so I thought I'd just come out and kill you."

Iscariot didn't answer this since he honestly couldn't think of a way to answer it. Truth himself was having a rather tough time trying to figure a way out of this. That is, until Zack charged forward. He cocked back his right fist, readying a full-out punch and charged an energy blast in his left. Before Truth could scream no, he'd already delivered a staggering blow to Ma Junior's face. A staggering blow Ma Junior himself didn't seem to notice as he simply stood there, arms crossed having not even blinked at the blow. But Zack wasn't done. He swung his left hand around, delivering a fully-charged energy blast at point blank range right into Ma Junior's face. There was a brief flash of light, causing everyone to cover their eyes and then a large explosion. Truth himself spread both his legs wide, adopting a horse stance and threw both his arms in front of his face, so as not to be bowled over by the shockwave caused by the blast. Once he deemed he was alright, he lowered his arms and looked over to where the large cloud of smoke still stood. It remained for a little while before dissipating. Ma Junior still stood there, arms crossed with a frown across his face. The only piece of damage the blast had done that Truth could make out was a small black patch on Ma Junior's temple, which now that he looked more closely, might actually be the remains of a bit of his turban, which had been incinerated with Zack's attack. Just enough of the turban had been damaged to reveal a single antenna which stuck up from Piccolo's head, and the corners of a heavy looking metal plate which had been sealed inside the cloth of the turban, no doubt for training purposes. Truth did briefly entertain the idea that the turban also function as a helmet but quickly dismissed the idea.

Zack stood completely stunned, having expected his attack to have done at least some damage. But Ma Junior had yet to even look at him, keeping his beady eyes firmly locked on his father, no doubt in case he tried to escape during the blast. But once the shock had worn off, Zack began to feel something else. Rage. Pure unbridled rage. How dare this man ignore him! One day he'd be the strongest fighter in the world. Him. And even if he couldn't claim that title right this very moment he still knew he was strong. He still deserved acknowledgment. He deserved to have his existence noted. He still deserved respect!

Zack gave a yell of unbridled fury before charging once more. An aura of energy charged around him that caused Ma Junior's eyes to briefly widen. Truth noticed too. He could practically feel the hatred in his son's energy burning into his skin. He watched in bewilderment as Zack delivered a blow to Ma Junior's chest faster than his eyes could see. But he didn't stop there, he kept going. He rained blow after blow after blow. Kick after kick and punch after punch. Truth was actually surprised. Had he no idea his son was this strong? But it still wasn't good enough. Ma Junior didn't even let out a grunt as Zack continued to pound into him.

Zack quickly realised he's attacks were having no effect, so he quickly jumped back to try a different strategy.

"Die!" he yelled, his voice sounding oddly Vegeta like as he did so. Then, he started raining down energy blasts. Ma Junior was soon enveloped in the attacks as all of Capsule Corp shook beneath Zack's fury. Truth heard a yelp from behind him and turned to see the two mothers who he'd completely forgotten about, grab the kids in a protective embrace as dust began to fall from the ceiling, signalling its eventual collapse. He hadn't even realised he'd dropped the purple-haired kid though.

Soon, the shaking began to die down as Zack depleted all his energy, using all of it in his final blast. Truth watched as Zack fell to one knee. He was panting heavily, and Truth could only hope that his son had managed to do some damage. Only time would tell. Truth and the rest of Clarity waited with baited breath as the smoke and dust kicked up by Zack's attack began to die down, eventually revealing Ma Junior. His turban was now completely gone and his white cape seemed to be ruined and now hung in rags with a metal shoulder plate having fell to the floor beside him. But Ma Junior himself seemed no worse for wear, eyes still firmly locked on him. Truth felt all of his hope for escaping the situation deflate. Suddenly Ma Junior spoke two sinister words.

"My turn."

Videl was back in the Pendulum Room, the purple light made from the circle on the floor reflecting off her white shirt. Gohan was standing beside Dende and Mr Popo, a worried look on his face. Dende began to speak.

"Okay, your opponent this time will be slightly stronger Videl. Are you ready?"

Videl gave a nod of her head, her face now looking determined.

"Very well then. Please close your eyes Videl."

She did so, darkness covering her sight. She waited a moment before opening them again.

As expected, she was no longer in the Pendulum Room. Instead she seemed to be near the edge of a cliff, towering high over a jungle below her. The sun was just setting causing the tops of the tree's to glow red. She didn't allow herself to linger on the rather breath-taking sunset before her, she had more important things to do. Just a few hundred metres away, she could make out a Capsule house with the lights on. There was no doubt in her mind that she'd find her next opponent in there. So without waiting any longer she set off, quickly approaching the house. Once she reached the door she held out her hand and knocked loudly three times. She could hear some rumbling from inside, along with some clash of cutlery. She knocked again just for good measure.

"Yeah, yeah I hear yah, keep yer wig on. Darn kids are so impatient these days."

The voice sounded old, yet rather energetic at the same time. Withered by time yet not lacking life. And for some reason, it made a small amount of annoyance well up in her stomach. The voice was familiar too.

The door opened causing light to flood out briefly causing her to shield her eyes. When she looked again it was to the familiar form of Master Roshi, who she could feel was glaring at her from behind his sunglasses. His glare dissipated when he caught sight of her, and then he tilted his head as if regarding her.

"Nah, too young."

Having decided Videl was not molestable material, Roshi immediately asked the next question on his mind.

"Is there something you want missy?" he asked, with genuine curiosity in his voice.

"Err, an opponent?" she answered with uncertainty. Was she supposed to fight Master Roshi? Was she ready for that? She was barely stronger than child Goku before his training. There's no way she could beat Roshi yet.

"An opponent. You mean a sparring partner? What makes you think you can find someone like that here?"

"Umm your Master Roshi aren't you? Don't you have a student or a friend or someone I can fight?" she asked with uncertainty still clear in her voice. There was a chance that Roshi would just slam the door in her face. She was being rather rude after all, just walking up to the door and asking for a fight. She'd have to figure out a more polite way of going about this. But for now, she'd have to hope Roshi would be nice enough to not just slam the door on her.

"Well, you seem to be well informed," Master Roshi answered with a scowl. "But my pupils are really strong little missy. I don't think you'll be much of a challenge for them."

'Okay screw polite.'

"Look you old wind bat, I was told that I could fight someone strong if I came here, so you drag one of your pupils out right now so I can kick his ass or so help me I will grab that staff your holding and shove it so far up your ass you'll be wearing your rectum as a scarf!" she barked, whilst at the same time gaining a sudden surge of pride for her vocabulary. That was a good threat!

Master Roshi's mouth hung open for a few moments before he turned back into the house.

"GOKU THERE'S SOMEOONE AT THE DOOR FOR YOU!"

He turned back to glare at her from behind his sunglasses.

"Happy?"

Videl smiled sweetly at him.

"Thank you very much."

'So I'm fighting Goku again? Dende said that my opponent was stronger this time, not different."

Just as she suspected, Goku showed up at the door. He was a little taller now, but not by much. He was wearing his blue gi bottoms and a white vest. But there was another big difference about him as well. No matter where she looked at him from she couldn't see his tail.

"Umm, can I help you mister?" asked Goku.

Videl felt a vein bulge in her head.

"I told you last time Goku, I'm a girl," she seethed through clenched teeth.

"Last time? Do I know you Lady?" said Goku, conforming to this new information quickly.

Videl blinked. He didn't remember her? Oh that's right, the Pendulum Room doesn't actually send people back in time, but rather reconstructs it.

"Umm, no not really," answered Videl. "But forget that, I was hoping I could have a spar with you."

"What really!" yelled Goku in an excited voice. Videl had a suspicion if he still had his tail, it would be wagging.

"Yeah," said Videl, trying to stop the smile that was creeping onto her face.

"That's great!" he cried happily before running straight past her out the door.

"Krillin come watch this," came Master Roshi's voice. He soon appeared at the door followed by a little bald kid. Videl remembered Krillin from the Christmas party and the party before that at Capsule corp. This was obviously him, but a lot younger. Then Videl noticed a third person following them. A woman with long blue hair held up in a red ribbon with a green sleeveless top and tight jeans. The expression on her face was one of complete innocence and obliviousness, giving her the appearance of an airhead. Videl realised she had no clue who this was.

"Hey. Hey miss, are you ready yet?" came Goku's eager voice.

She turned back around to face him.

"Yeah just give me a sec. And my name's Videl."

Once again Truth found himself in a bit of a pickle. Ironic since he just found out the big green man's real name was Piccolo and not Ma Junior. Upon uttering the words 'my turn' Piccolo had immediately assaulted Zack, landing a pretty clean kick to Zack's stomach and sending him straight through one of Capsule Corp's reinforced walls. Alph was next, but he didn't last long either. He hadn't even got time to get his guard up before Piccolo had appeared behind him and punched straight down, driving Alph into a newly formed crater. Jude seemed to take that as her cue to jump on Piccolo's back and try stabbing him with a needle. It was a backup plan for taking out Vegeta, a sedative with enough concentration to knockout a rampaging elephant and the rest of his heard. Naturally, the needle broke on the green man's skin, who quickly shrugged Jude of and punched her through another wall. The entire time, Piccolo had not once took his eyes off Truth.

"You know if it makes you feel any better, I don't think that drug would have worked that well anyway. My organs aren't exactly human."

"Oh, so are you an alien then?" came Iscariot's annoyingly chipper voice from somewhere to the side. He hadn't once moved to help out, preferring to simply sit back and enjoy the show. "Because if you are, it sure would explain a lot. Like how Capsule Corp science is so advanced. Do they get it from you? We have to inform N.A.S.A they got it wrong. Their little green men from mars aren't that little. Well at least you've got an antenna, but your head is the wrong shape. And what kind of alien studies martial arts anyway? Aren't you supposed to be waving around ray guns and stuff?"

Piccolo finally turned away from Truth to throw an annoyed look at Iscariot. Zed took the opportunity to quickly grab an unconscious Jude from the pile of rubble she'd been punched into, and Peter emerged with an unconscious Zack thrown over his shoulder.

"Leader, the truth of the situation is that we need to escape," said Peter.

Truth nodded, but he wasn't happy with it. They couldn't escape with everyone unconscious. He'd have to leave most of them behind, along with Iscariot. Let them deal with the man for a while. None of them knew who he was behind his mask anyway, and if they get handed over to the police, it will be a simple task breaking them out of Jail.

"Get ready to run," Truth whispered to Pete, who nodded.

Piccolo had been listening intently to the conversation whilst he had been glaring. He wasn't going to let them get away.

"Hey I recognise those looks," said Iscariot happily, whilst pointing to Truth and Pete. How he managed to recognise a look from behind their masks is anyone's guess. "You guys are planning to run away aren't you? Is that what you were whispering about? I don't think it's going to work though. This guy's ears are really big and they twitched a little while you were whispering. I'm pretty sure he can hear every word you say."

Piccolo was looked at Iscariot with surprise. The guy was smarter than he looked… sounded… whatever.

Truth growled to himself. Iscariot had given them away. Although if he was right, then Piccolo had been listening from the beginning and would have easily stopped them from doing anything. He was surprised though, when there was a flash of Light and a wall exploded. Dust quickly filled the room, blocking Truth and Peter from Piccolo's sight.

"NOW!" roared Truth, though he had no idea where the explosion had come from. Both he and Pete jumped quickly through the wall, followed by Zeb and Iscariot. Thomas tried to come too, but to do so he had to run passed Piccolo, who lashed out, his hand coming out of nowhere to grab Thomas by his face. Piccolo's grasp was strong enough to shatter the mask on his face and he was flung heavily into a wall, being quickly knocked unconscious.

Piccolo quickly turned to Chichi and Bulma, checking that both females and their kids were okay. He could take off after Truth and his gang, he was certainly fast enough to catch up, but he could already tell there was no point in chasing them since from what he could tell, they probably weren't going to escape anyway.

Truth quickly emerged from the smoke into a corridor, followed by Pete, Zeb and Iscariot. He looked for where the origin of the blast had come from. He noticed a rather large hole in the roof. From the looks of it, someone had blasted straight down, and the blast had come all the way down to the ground floor before it exploded, taking the walls on either side with it. A quick look told Truth that the other room to get blasted open was a dead end, so instead he turned to continue running down the corridor. He knew they didn't have long before Piccolo was on them. Up ahead, he saw a closed door. He grunted to himself in annoyance. He didn't have time to be opening doors. So instead, he charged a blast in his hand before throwing it, straight away destroying the door. Smoke picked up and Truth ran straight through it, immediately bouncing off of whatever was on the other side.

Truth landed hard on his backside, confused as to what had stopped him. Whatever he had run into, had been extremely solid. He'd been running with enough force to smash through a brick wall, but whatever he'd hit didn't give an inch. Pete, Zeb and Iscariot all stopped behind him, with Pete stretching out a hand and helping Truth to his feet. Together, they all stared as the smoke began to dissipate and they could see exactly what Truth had ran into. Eventually, they could make out something very blue. With Black spiky hair and a really pissed of look on his face.

"Tell me," said Vegeta as he glared at each one individually, causing all of them to break out into a heavy sweat. "Have you ever heard the tale of Goldie-locks and the three bears?"

Videl was having a really tough time. Goku had lost none of his creativity. He once again quickly picked up on her movements. But she wasn't going to underestimate him this time, and nor did she have a fifth limb to deal with. Taking a few pointers from her last fight, she began experimenting, seeing what she could do. She managed to land a heavy blow when she charged a lot of ki to her feet and then released it all at once, causing her to shoot forwards. She'd taken the inspiration from the last fight where Goku had used a ball of ki to propel himself forward, only she just used her feet. She found it simpler that way. Now, she had another idea.

She skidded backwards after blocking a heavy kick from Goku before holding her hand out in front of her. Concentrating hard, she moulded her ki around her face. She'd only managed to hit Goku with ki blasts at close range, and even then she'd never had enough time to charge one up enough to do a lot of damage. Goku had stopped to watch as her fist took on a yellow and pinkish glow.

"Here I come!" she yelled, running forwards with her ki enhanced fist cocked behind her, ready to lash out, but Goku had other ideas. He jumped backwards and charged something in his hands in mid-air. When he landed he cupped both hands to his side and began to chant.

"Kame-hame-HA!"

He shot out a bright blue beam. It was a lot like the beam he'd used at the end of the last match, only this one was a lot more stable, blue and had a kind of twisting aura too it, which she figured amplified the damage given by the blast.

Deciding straight away that she did not want to be hit by that, she had to quickly decide what to do. It was too late to dodge and there was no way she was going to try blocking it. So with no other option left, she punched it. Her ki covered fist collided with the front of the beam. As it made contact, there was a screeching noise and then the beam seemed to burst around her. It kept on coming and Videl dug her feet in, determined not to be pushed back. The air itself seemed to screech with energy until finally, the ki in her hand began to flicker. There was an explosion and the beam ended just as Videl was propelled backwards. She landed hard, and skidded in the dirt until she was just a few feet away from the edge of the cliff. For a few moments, she didn't move. But then she let out a cough.

Videl was really hurting. She held out her fist above her. The fingerless glove she'd been wearing had been pretty much vaporised although there was still a remnant of it around her wrist. Her hand looked scorched and it was shaking badly. She let out another cough before she rolled onto her front. She put both hands out and pushed herself to her feet, noticing that it took a lot of effort. She turned around to face Goku once more and again, she adopted a fighting stance.

Master Roshi had been rather shocked with the fight so far. He'd expected Goku to completely steam roll this girl. He hadn't chosen Krillin because he'd probably make a fuss over her being a girl, but now he realised it was a good job he hadn't. This girl would have destroyed Krillin. Hell, she'd been fighting on par with Goku for a full fifteen minutes now. Goku was noticeably ecstatic to have such an opponent. What surprised Master Roshi even more though, was the girl's usage of ki. She was no master manipulator by any means, but she was versatile. She took good advantage of it, seemingly powering up certain parts of her body for a quick boost in performance. The change of pace was sudden and came as a surprise, leaving little time to react. Of course, Goku had adjusted and even copied some of her techniques. He'd learned a regular ki blast, since before he could only use the kameha-meha wave, that last technique the girl used was interesting. Dangerous, but interesting. It packed a lot of punch, pun very much intended, but if it had hit, the explosion would have rebounded back to her, doing just as much damage to her arm as it would do to Goku. Decided he'd seen enough, he decided to call the match.

"Alright, alright that's enough," he said, gaining the attention of both young fighters.

"Aww, but master, I wanted to fight some more," whined Goku.

Videl nodded her head, indicating that she too wished to continue, although inwardly she just wanted to collapse.

"No, I think that's enough for now Goku. You too, missy. You may talk a tough game, and you walk one too, but even if most of the blast was diverted, you can't be in too good of a condition after taking a kameha-meha wave head on. Anymore and you could die."

Videl pouted angrily. No way would she die. But none the less, she conceded, dropping her fighting stance completely. She trotted over to Master Roshi before collapsing to the ground, leaning her back against the wall. Goku trotted over as well, his chest now bare after Videl had burned his vest away with a ki blast. His bottoms had seen better days too. He sat down next to Videl.

"Wow miss, you're really good," said Krillin also coming over. "Do you have a master?"

Lungs still burning from the match, Videl decided to just nod instead of answer.

Master Roshi who saw the girl nod was disappointed. He was going to offer to train her alongside Krillin and Goku. But if she already had a master then he couldn't.

"So what's you masters name. If he's strong I'd really like to fight him," said Goku with a happy look on his face.

'Okay time to go, Videl thought to herself. But then she realised that she had no idea how to get out of here. Last time, she'd just lost consciousness. After a few seconds of deliberation she finally came to a conclusion.

"Well, when in Rome," she wheezed out loud.

She stood up turned around, and smashed her head straight of the house wall.

And here we are at the end. I still got a bit more to do on Breaker 2. I don't think I'm satisfied with it as it is now. As people have pointed out I set a high bar with the first chapter, so the second can't be any less.