Hey guys, Liz here. So this chapter was super hard to write. I was stuck for days trying to make everything flow together and not seem clunky if that makes sense. Anyway, last we left off, Piccolo was on his way to face off against the androids while the others waited for Vegeta and Trunks to finish up their training. Will the father and son duo soon finish? Find out now.
The Son Squad Ch.47
From the Kame House, everyone could tell that Piccolo was giving the androids one heck of a fight. The shockwaves were enough for the group to know that. Just adding in the destruction of multiple islands only cemented this idea even more for the Z-fighters that Piccolo was giving it his all.
As they all stood there and took it all in, a new power started to dash towards the fight at record-breaking speed. Krillin was the first to sense it, and he could tell right away that this power was one that couldn't be ignored. After all, it was the whole reason Goku even went to train at the hyperbolic time chamber, to begin with. "….He's coming," Krillin managed to croak out.
"Who's coming, Krillin?" Tien questioned Krillin after his out-of-the-blue statement. He had a pretty good idea about who Krillin was referring to, but he didn't want to be proven right and hoped Krillin was wrong. The chances of that seemed very slim, though.
"…I-It's Cell," Krillin stuttered out. He recognized that monster from Gingertown and knew that him showing up to the fight would not end well. "And, he's on his way to where Piccolo is. Who knows what kind of crazy power he has now that he's absorbed all those people!"
"Then we gotta go help Mr. Piccolo!" Chinku shouted at the others, ready to rocket off to the Namekian's side right then and there.
"We can't just do that, Chinku," Yamcha stated, stopping Chinku from blasting off. "If we can't even face the androids, what makes you think we can handle Cell?"
"But what else do we do? If we don't help him, he'll be killed! Or worse; Cell will absorb the androids and become unstoppable!" Chinku shouted, throwing her hands up into the air for emphasis. "Then we'll be in real-big trouble!"
Suddenly, Chi-Chi ran out of the house with the house phone in hand and little Daichi following behind her. "You guys, Bulma's on the phone, and she says it's urgent," she reported to the group. "She says she's found a way to shut down the androids."
"She did what?" The others all gasped when they heard the news.
As quickly as she could, Chi-Chi put Bulma on speaker, and the blue-haired scientist revealed to the others how she had completed a shut-down device for 17 and 18. "After going over the blueprints, I found out those two have an emergency shut-down circuit wired within them," Bulma reported. "It took me a while, but I finally made something that can hack the frequencies. All we gotta do is get close enough to them, and with one press of a button, BOOM! Instant win!"
Hearing this news brought a sense of relief to the nervous Z-fighters. Bulma had basically offered them a saving grace in the form of a remote. Now they had an even better chance of saving the world from complete destruction!
"That's great to hear, Bulma, but we need you to hurry up and bring that remote here right away!" Krillin stated. "Piccolo is fighting the androids right now, and Cell is on his way there! We need that thing as soon as possible!"
"I'll be right there!" Bulma assured the group before hanging up right away.
Just as a sense of ease was finally setting in, Krillin thought about this a bit further. Having a shut-down device was great and all, but if they were really about to do this, that meant that android 18 would be deactivated, possibly for good. Yeah, the world would be saved, but then again…We're gonna actually…destroy them? He thought, and he recalled how 18 had kissed him on the cheek. It made him blush just thinking about it, catching everyone's attention.
"Krillin, are you okay?" Chinku asked, noticing the bald warrior's glowing-red cheeks.
"Y-Yeah, why do you ask?" Krillin stuttered, his face still red with embarrassment.
"You look all red and stuff," Chinku remarked, touching his cheeks with her hands. "And you feel warm. Are you getting sick? Is it that heart virus Daddy had?"
"N-No, that's not it!" Krillin quickly rebutted, trying to assure the little girl that that was far from the case.
"Then, what is it, Krillin?" Yamcha asked, wanting to make sure his friend was okay.
Krillin bit down on his tongue before he could speak. How could he tell the others that he was getting flustered thinking about android 18? They'd all think he was insane or something for thinking about her like that.
As they all waited for Bulma to show up, Cell's power shot up so fast that it almost gave everyone who could sense energy whiplash. They all knew he had absorbed cities worth of people, but they didn't think that that could make him this strong. Just the thought of all those people being used to fuel such wickedness made everyone cringe.
"This just keeps getting worse and worse," Krillin spoke aloud what was on everyone's mind. "How the heck is Piccolo supposed to hold off that?!"
"…I don't think he can," Tien admitted, fearing that Piccolo had met his match with this one. Even with the newfound strength, he obtained from Kami, Tien knew very well that Piccolo was doomed. "And we can't do a thing about it!"
"No. Mr. Piccolo," Chinku muttered as she looked out over the water. She could fly there no problem, but what good would she be against Cell? She was nowhere strong enough to help hold off the monster, but she hated the idea of just standing there and doing nothing.
"It may not be over yet," Master Roshi spoke up from the back. "Bulma's shut-down device may turn the tide in our favor once and for all."
"That's all well and good, but she's still almost 20 minutes out," Yamcha reminded the turtle hermit. "Even if she kicks it into high gear, she won't get here fast enough." This was it; game over, man!
Before anyone could sink into depression over the fact that they were all doomed, Chi-Chi chimed into the conversation: "Have any of you geniuses thought about flying out to Bulma to meet her halfway? I mean, it'll save us all this waiting, won't it?"
"Chi-Chi, that's brilliant!" Krillin praised the wife of Goku. Why hadn't they thought of that earlier?
"You're so smart, Mom!" Chinku also praised her mother, a grin coming to her face after hearing her mother's suggestion.
"It wasn't that hard to figure out," Chi-Chi sighed, running a free hand through her bangs. It was something so simple, after all. "That's why I'm always pushing you to study, Chinku. If you did that just as much as your Father and his friends trained-"
"Look, we can hear the lecture later, Chi-Chi! I'll go grab the remote from Bulma and be back here before you know it!" Krillin proclaimed before rocketing off in the direction he assumed Bulma would be coming from.
"Wait for me! I'm coming, too!" Chinku shouted, preparing to take off after Krillin.
"Hold it, young lady!" Chi-Chi barked before the 6-year-old could even get off the ground. She impatiently put her hands on her hips and gave her daughter a stern look while Daichi stood at her side. "You told your father you'd stay put, Chinku. I don't want you going off and getting yourself in trouble."
"But, Mom-" Chinku began.
"No buts, Chinku. You're staying here."
Well, it was worth a shot. Nice try, Chinku. Maybe next time.
"If Krillin's doing something, then so am I!" Tien suddenly proclaimed, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists as he looked out to where Piccolo was. "I can't just keep standing here and do nothing!"
Before anyone could stop him, Tien blasted off to the island where the battle for Earth was being waged. He was gone in a flash.
"He's throwing his life away," Roshi growled. He wished he had the strength to do something to help, but as is, he was just an old coot without an ounce of power to show for all the years he trained. And to think he was once the world martial arts champion. "Goku, it's all up to you now, son. But will your training be enough?"
"Of course, it will!" Chinku proudly stated to the down-trotted Master Roshi. Now wasn't the time to give in to despair, not when there was still hope. "Daddy will come back twice as strong as Cell and the androids. You can count on that! He won't stop until the world is saved."
Yamcha let out a small chuckle. "Kid, I wish I had your optimism," Yamcha admitted to the young child of Goku. "But right now, it looks like we're in real hot water."
"I'm not giving up!" Chinku reiterated. "We can't give up! There's still hope; I know there is!"
Hearing her daughter proclaim such words of faith made Chi-Chi think about her husband, her two eldest children, and her children from the future. She wanted their training to go well, but she feared what it would mean once they were done. Just imagining what Cell and the androids could do to them horrified her. Goku; Gohan; Chiyo; Daichi; Chibiko, She thought to herself as she looked to the sky above. Please, be safe.
Minutes after Tien and Krillin's departure, Piccolo's energy suddenly dropped until there was no sign of life coming from him. There was no denying what had just happened; anyone who could sense power could see it clear as day. Piccolo was…
Chinku fell to her knees as she realized what had happened. Piccolo was killed, and she was unable to do anything about it. "Chinku? What is it, sweetie?" Chi-Chi asked, running up to her daughter, who just stared blankly out at the water.
"…It's, Piccolo," Master Roshi managed to croak out, getting Chi-Chi's attention. The old man clutched the can of instant coffee in his hand tightly as the weight of the situation set in. "I'm afraid Piccolo is no longer with us."
"Damn it," Yamcha gritted through clenched teeth. "It's all over now. We're screwed!"
Tears started running down Chinku's face as reality set in. Small hiccups began to escape her throat before she burst into full-blown sobs and buried her face in her mother's shirt. "Piccolo!" She cried as her mother hugged her, stroking her head and trying to comfort her. "He…he can't be gone!" Even though she didn't have a deep connection to him as Gohan and Chiyo did, the loss of Piccolo still impacted the little girl.
It was at this moment that Chi-Chi realized just how much the Namekian meant to her kids. At first, she couldn't stand the idea of them being around this alien. She thought he was nothing but trouble and would be a bad influence on her young children. However, seeing her daughter so broken about his supposed death showed her just how much the children looked up and cared about him. He was practically a member of the family to them.
"…Mama…he's not, really gone, is he?" Chinku hiccupped to her mother through her tears.
"…I'm sorry, sweetie," Chi-Chi told her girl. What else could she see? From the sounds of it, Piccolo seemed like he was gone. It was just how it was.
Getting this sort-of response just caused Chinku to burst into heavier sobs and cry harder into her mother's shirt.
Up on the Lookout, the others all quickly figured out that Piccolo was gone. Gohan and Chiyo both became pale in the face at the idea that they had let their master die on them once again. The one thing they swore they would never let happen again, well, happened again, and they were not there to help him.
"He…he actually killed him," Daichi managed to choke out, slightly clutching his chest as he spoke. He wasn't very close with Piccolo, but losing him dealt a mighty blow to morale. Just days ago, they were praising Piccolo for his seemingly god-like strength, and now they realized that power meant nothing in the face of a powered-up Cell.
"We were too late…" Goku stuttered out, grasping just how bad this was all getting. His rival-turned-friend was gone, and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
Even Mr. Popo was tearing up at realizing he had lost his one last connection to his dear friend, Kami. Piccolo's death was Kami's death, after all. It was like losing Kami for good this time.
Chibi clutched her fists together and looked back at the door to the room of spirit and time. That door was supposed to have opened long ago, but neither Trunks nor Vegeta had stepped out. She turned and punched her hand hard against the door. She did this several more times until her knuckles started to bleed. However, despite her multiple punches, the door remained intact. "AGH!" She shouted after delivering another blow.
"Chibiko, stop!" Goku shouted and ran over to prevent her from punching the door once more.
"They should've been done!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "THEY SHOULD'VE BEEN THERE!" Chibi dropped to her knees and tried to keep herself from breaking down right then and there.
Before Goku even had a chance to comfort the young woman, Gohan and Chiyo tried blasting off of the Lookout to head down to where Piccolo was. Goku quickly turned and grabbed the twins. He couldn't lose them, too. No way would he let them get themselves killed.
"Let us go!" Gohan shouted, thrashing in his Father's hold. He was nowhere near strong enough to break free, but he'd at least try to do something, anything to help Piccolo.
"He needs us! We can still save him!" Chiyo cried, trying to break free of Goku's hold. If Gohan wasn't strong enough, then there was no way that Chiyo would be able to break free either.
Despite the pleas, Goku held the twins as tightly as possible, knowing that letting them go would be suicide. "You can't help him, now," Goku told his children as they slowly stopped thrashing around. "Even if you went down there now, all you would do is get yourselves killed. Piccolo wouldn't want that."
Chiyo and Gohan hated to admit it, but their father was right. There would be no point in going down to try and fight. They would die in a matter of seconds. Simultaneously, the two collapsed to their knees and began to cry. Large tears cascaded down Chiyo's cheeks as Gohan tried to hold back his tears.
Daichi took in the whole scene and couldn't bear seeing the others like this and took a step out towards the edge of the Lookout to breathe. This entire trip was an utter disaster, with the results being nothing but death and destruction every which-way they turned. All of it made it feel like something was weighing down his chest. If I had just stopped Gero from reaching his lab, none of this would have happened, Daichi thought to himself, gritting his teeth in anger.
After sitting there for a moment and taking this all in, Gohan tried to make a break for it again to help Piccolo, shouting how he was done with waiting for Trunks and Vegeta. However, before he could get anywhere, Goku smacked him down to the floor and stopped him from getting anywhere near the edge of the Lookout.
"Gohan!" Chiyo and Chibi shouted, running over to his side after witnessing their Father's actions. It wasn't hard enough of a hit to leave a lasting bruise, but the action itself was enough to make a point.
"What the hell was that for?!" Chibi growled at her Father, angered that he would strike Gohan like that. She knew that he was trying to protect Gohan, but thought that smacking him went too far.
"I told you not to go," Goku lowly stated to Gohan, ignoring Chibiko entirely.
"But if we don't do anything, Cell will kill everybody!" Gohan shouted back at his Dad.
Goku didn't say anything before turning and walking away. It was like he was trying to keep from completely lashing out right then and there at his son.
Noticing all too well the situation at hand, Chiyo tried to be the voice of reason in all of this and did her best to stay level-headed. "…He's right," She muttered, wiping the tear-streaks from her cheeks. "We can't do anything right now. We just gotta wait for Trunks and Vegeta to come out."
"They should've been out a long time ago!" Chibi growled, clutching her fists together and showing off her now bruised knuckles. "Whatever it is they're doing in there, it better be worth it, or I'll kill the both of them!"
"I hope so, too," Chiyo sighed, still keeping an even-toned voice. She couldn't cry anymore, not now at least. There would be time to mourn for Piccolo later. Right now, she had to be the one to try and calm everyone down before someone did something they might regret. "We just gotta have a little more patience, okay? All of us."
"You're absolutely right," Mr. Popo stated to the trio, walking over to the three while Goku was seething off to the sides. He got on his knees next to them. "You saiyans are the Earth's last hope. If you fight Cell before you're ready, Piccolo's sacrifice might as well be in vain."
"I just feel so useless right now," Chibi grumbled, cooling off from her earlier outbursts. "I just want one thing to go right for once. Is that too much to ask for?"
"I'm not too surprised," Daichi spoke up, walking over to the trio and Mr. Popo. He was calmer than he was earlier, but they all could see the burden of guilt written on his face. He sat down on the ground next to Gohan and crossed his arms over his chest. "…Everything seems to go wrong for us."
Just then, everyone could sense the rage building up from inside of Goku. They all looked over to the saiyan in question to see that he began radiating the same glow that a super saiyan would, but he wasn't transformed. It was like he was trying to control himself while also getting out his frustration in whatever way he could. Vegeta, get it out here, damn it! He thought to himself. If you don't hurry up, Earth is toast!
Goku couldn't take sitting there anymore. He felt so powerless as he tried to figure out what was going on down on the battlefield.
One minute, Cell's power dropped like a stone, but it didn't feel like he was fighting anyone with organic energy. This led to him concluding that whoever was beating down Cell had to be an android. That gave everyone momentary hope that things would work themselves out. If an android was able to beat Cell, then there would be no worry of the monster reaching his perfect form.
However, as quickly as that hope came, it was soon dashed on the rocks when Cell's power shot back up more powerful than ever. This could only mean that one of the androids had been absorbed, or maybe even both of them. It was hard to tell without being down there on the battlefield.
Just as panic and fear were about to set in, Tien's power suddenly flared up, and it seemed like he was trying to beat down Cell with multiple attacks. It didn't make sense for Tien to do this on a whim since Goku always knew Tien to be a strategist. The only reason he could see Tien fighting off such a strong opponent would be to prevent Cell from absorbing the other android. However, by doing what he was doing, everyone could tell Tien was practically killing himself. Each attack just brought him closer and closer to death, and no amount of shouting got the three-eyed warrior to stop- not like Tien could hear Goku anyway, but still.
Before Cell could go and lay a hand on Tien, Goku had had enough and used his instant transmission to get down to his friend. When he arrived on the scene, Goku found himself standing in front of the fallen Tien while Cell floated in the air above, ready to finish off the three-eyed fighter. This was Goku's first time laying eyes on Cell, and Cell was just as grotesque as he thought he'd be.
His outer green complexation had changed from being bug-like to looking more like a weird green toad of sorts. He retained the black spots on his body along with the tail that flicked behind him, but he grew more muscular compared to when the others had last seen him. His eyes also went from being slitted black pins to the same blue eyes that androids 17 and 18 had. Goku had no point of reference for Cell, though, so he had nothing to really compare this form to the previous one. However, Goku was well aware of Cell's ability to change form, and kept that in mind as he and the monster locked eyes.
"I gotta say, you're every bit the monster I thought you'd be, Cell" Goku said to Cell. He glared the creature down while it had a look of bewilderment on its face.
"…You're actually alive," Cell muttered to himself as he looked at the man clad in orange before him with shock. This was his first time looking upon the legendary warrior, the one his creator wanted so badly to destroy. He could feel his body jolting with excitement at the idea of clashing with Goku one-on-one. Was that what Goku had come to do? Fight him? If so, he was more than willing to throw down with the earth-raised saiyan.
"As much as I'd like to settle things with you here and now, Cell, I can't beat you as is," Goku growled. He hated admitting he wasn't strong enough to fight this creature that threatened his home. A part of him wanted to just say "Screw it!" and fight him right then and there, but he knew that that would be a bad idea. "Just you wait, though! All I need is a day, and then I'm taking you down!"
Cell couldn't help but laugh when he heard this notion. Of all the things Goku could have said, it had to be that? "You're joking!" Cell laughed. "The great and mighty Goku just needs one more day to beat me?!"
"Laugh now, but I'm serious," Goku stated to Cell, his glare never leaving his face. "I'm going to take you down. You've taken too many innocent lives, Cell. You hurt my friends and my family, and I won't let you get away with it."
"Oh, I'm shaking in my boots," Cell teased Goku as he smirked down at the protector of Earth. (Does Cell even have boots?) As he chuckled to himself, a wicked idea came to the bio-android's mind. He thought about having a little fun with this "legendary warrior" a bit. Plus, he wanted to see the extent of his own powers now that he had absorbed 17.
Before Goku could say anything more, Cell's form began to change in shape and size from his waist up. He slightly shrunk down in size while his face contorted to being smaller and rounder. His green skin turned pale, and the spots dotting his body disappeared. They were replaced by a light sky blue jacket reaching down to his waist and a black undershirt. His hands went from being green and lanky to small and petite. Long, black hair started to flow from the back of his head as the transformation became complete. When it was all said and done, Cell's appearance changed into that of the Future Chibiko. Aside from the blue eyes and the bottom half of his body remaining unchanged, Cell looked nearly identical to Goku's daughter from the future.
"Well, even I didn't know I could go this far with my little trick," Cell remarked aloud as he looked at his altered form. Even his voice sounded just like Chibiko's. "And this is my first time turning into her."
Goku was taken aback by the sudden shift in appearance but remained stone-faced as Cell looked himself over. He didn't want this monster to know that he was getting to him. "So you did kill them in your timeline….You're a monster."
"Ha! A monster? No, I see myself as a warrior, just like you, Goku," Cell told Goku, stroking at his chin ever-so slightly. "If you really think about it, though, this could have been avoided if you weren't around."
"…What are you talking about?" While he didn't want to listen to a word this creep had to say, something about this notion slightly intrigued Goku. What did Cell mean by that?
"Come now, Goku, you can't tell me that you don't see it." Before he continued further, Cell's form changed yet again, this time to mimic Future Daichi, scar and all. The process alone was enough to make Goku's stomach turn. "17, 18, myself; all of Gero's androids wouldn't have been created had you not stopped the Red Ribbon army all those years ago. And let's be honest; if you hadn't come to earth as an infant, the saiyans might never had threatened the planet. To put it, simply, Goku, it's all your fault."
Suddenly, a small power level popped up that took Goku out of the conversation with Cell. He looked around, shocked that it could be who he thought it was. "Piccolo," Goku muttered under his breath as he looked around. "He's still alive."
"What? That's impossible! I killed him!"
Realizing that his friend could still be alive, Goku reached down to grab hold of Tien before sensing out Piccolo's energy and going to him. He found the Namekian warrior passed out on the shore of the small island, the upper half of his body sticking out of the waves while the other half still floated under the water. The energy he was giving off was faint, but Goku knew that Piccolo was still there. Seeing that his friends needed healing and fast, Goku placed Piccolo on his shoulder while he grabbed hold of Tien once more. At this point, Cell could wait. Now was the time to make sure his friends would live. "Just hang on, guys. Once we get back to the Lookout, we'll heal you right up."
"That fool," Cell muttered to himself, still in the form of Daichi. "Does he really think he can just leave?" The bio-android may not have known what Goku was doing with his rapid movement, but he did know that he had to keep him from leaving. However, just when he was about to go in for the kill, Goku disappeared with Piccolo and Tien.
Up on the Lookout, Goku arrived with his two injured friends, who were quickly healed thanks to Korin's senzu beans. They were up and at 'em before long, and Gohan and Chiyo couldn't have been anymore relieved at the fact that their teacher was okay. As soon as he was on his feet, they immediately tackled him into a hug, knocking the stoic Namekian off his feet. It gave everyone a lighthearted moment of reprieve from the dire situation they were in.
Of course, there was still the matter of Cell and finding out that android 18 and 16 had managed to escape in the knick of time.
"Even if you or Vegeta can get to Cell before he absorbs 18, I don't think it'll do much," Piccolo admitted to Goku. "He's just too much."
"Come on, don't say that," Chiyo stated after Piccolo was done. "We gotta stay positive. I'm sure Trunks and Vegeta's training will pay off. Cell won't know what hit him. I'm sure of it."
As much as everyone wanted to remain optimistic, the outlook of the situation still seemed grim. Cell was halfway through with his plan for perfection, and as of right now, he seemed unstoppable. On top of that, Goku was slightly bugged by what Cell had been saying to him back on the battlefield. This could've been avoided if you weren't around. For some reason, that struck a nerve with Goku and reminded him of something similar that Bulma had said to him before. Were they right? Was he the underlying cause of his friends and family being put in constant danger?
"Everyone!" Mr. Popo's voice rang out, catching everyone's attention. The group of seven turned to where the caretaker of the Lookout was and found him coming out from the inner sanctum of the Lookout. "Come quickly. I think Vegeta and Trunks are about to emerge from the time chamber."
"Really?" Gohan gasped.
"About time," Chibi commented.
Wasting no further time, everyone made their way to the time chamber door and waited with their breaths held in their throats. Could Trunks and Vegeta finally be done? And what had taken them so long, to begin with?
Soon enough, the time chamber door opened, and Trunks was the first to walk out. "Sorry to keep you waiting," He said as he walked out. Upon stepping out of the chamber, everyone could tell that the young man had spent a year inside the chamber. His hair was longer than before- a LOT longer- with it being tied back in a ponytail; he was taller as well. His face seemed angular than before, giving him an older looking appearance than his somewhat childish looking face from before.
Vegeta, meanwhile, didn't look too different from when he first stepped into the time chamber. The only noticeable difference between this Vegeta and the one who stepped into the chamber was the now tattered clothing. Still, something else was different about the saiyan prince, something that couldn't be described as a physical change.
As the duo came out from the chamber, Chibi felt her face heat up as she looked over to Trunks. Her heart started to beat faster as her mind went back to what Bulma had told her before at Capsule Corp; You like him, don't you, Chibiko~?
Me? Like Trunks? No way! That can't be! Chibi thought to herself as Trunks explained to the group what took him and his Father so long in the chamber. She tried to shake the thought out of her head, but Bulma's words just kept popping up. I've known him since we were kids. There's no way I like him like that! Bulma was just messing with me.
However, when she looked up to look over at Trunks, Chibi and him locked eyes, and something just made Chibi's heart skip a beat and caused her face to heat right back up again.
Oh crap! He's kinda hot now!
"Chibi? You okay?" Trunks asked, drawing attention over to the young woman.
Feeling even more flustered now that everyone was looking at her, Chibi tried to play it off like nothing was wrong; "Everything's fine! I'm fine! I just…uh, it's kinda warm up here. In fact, it feels kinda stuffy right now. I'm gonna just step back over outside and, uh, get some fresh air."
"But, aren't we already outside?" Goku pointed out, making Chibi look and feel even more foolish than she already did. "Don't you have plenty of fresh air already?"
"Yeah, but, uh, being around a lot of people kinda makes me, uh, claustrophobic. Yeah, that's it. So, uh, I'm just gonna be over there for a minute." And with that, Chibiko quickly walked off so she could calm down and cool off, completely confusing everyone else in the process.
I thought it'd be nice to end on something a bit more lighthearted compared to the doom and gloom we've had so far. Besides, I've been waiting to write this out for a long time now. (I even drew a comic based on the last scene on Instagram, so go check it out when you get the chance).
Anyway, Trunks and Vegeta are out of the chamber. The time of the Son family's training is about to begin. What will this mean for our heroes? Find out next time on The Son Squad!
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