"Give me a few minutes, please." Skya requested, walking back inside; she made it to the living room before turning on her device.

"Hi, Daddy…" Skya started, answering her dad's call.

"Don't "hi Daddy" me! Where the hell are you? I'll tell you where you're not: you're certainly not in your room getting ready to prepare for your next round of lovemaking with Cassiusto give me fighting grandchildren! You had better tell me where the Hell on Venus you are so, I can come get youor, have Cassius come get you! We're both worried sick; we've been looking for you for hours now!" Goro yelled at Skya—so loud that everyone could hear him—even outside; they could also hear Skya's voice crack as she replied to her father.

"Wow…" 18 scoffed, rolling her eyes while Trunks stood there shaking; he knew, however, that he couldn't do anything just yet.

"But I-I don't love Cassius. I-I don't even like him…" "Excuse me, young lady! What the hell do you mean that you don't love, or even like him?! He is your betrothed, as you are his! I don't give a fuck if you're uncomfortable with the fact that he's thirty-one or not; he's the one I chose for youand that's that. Now, where the hell are you?! I'm coming to get you right now!" Skya started, only to be interrupted by Goro yelling again; it was really starting to piss Trunks and Vegeta off.

"Why that son of a bitch." Trunks growled, about ready to snap at him.

"Calm down. Let the girl handle this until she can't." Piccolo and Vegeta instructed, keeping Trunks at bay.

"It'll take you over a year to get here." Skya softly replied.

"Excuse me! What do you mean it'll take me over a year to get to you?" Goro asked, pissed off.

"It'll take you over a year to get to Earth. That's what you told Cassius and your men." Skya replied, trying to be brave against her father.

"Don't you dare tell me that you're on Earth!" Goro furiously yelled.

"Ok… I won't tell you that I teleported to Earth earlier today." Skya softly replied.

"Goro, what's going on? Oh, Skyayou're ok. Where are you; I'll come get you." Cassius spoke, coming into view.

"Don't waste your energy; she's on Earth. What she's doing there is beyond me, but she's there; she teleported there! Now, little girl; you teleport back home and tell us why you've decided to disobey us, leave your homelet alone your room, and mate to go to Earth! Your insubordinate behavior is really starting to piss me off!" Goro yelled, demanding answers while Cassius crossed his arms, giving her a dirty look.

"I came to find Mr. Vegeta and tell him what was going on; I wanted to hear his side of the story. And Daddy: I was right; Mr. Vegeta and the other Saiyans didn't attack us—or any other planets. He lost his tail way before any of this started happening. And as for the other Saiyans—they weren't involved either. Daddy: Mr. Vegeta is actually very nice. He has a chip or something on his shoulder, but he's very nice. And he has a son; his name is Trunks an—" Skya started, with a smile and a new sparkle in her eyes that father and Cassius immediately detested.

Goro had enough, interrupted, and started yelling at her.

"SILENCE! Now, you listen here, Little miss: I see that smile on your face, and that look in your eyes. The only man you are to ever talk about with a smile like that and that look in your eyes is Cassius! I do not care whether or not you love or even like himor that he's thirty-one! He is the man I have chosen for you; you know the rules! As the last remaining member of Jupiter…" "That's a lie and you know it!" Goro started, but now, it was Skya's turn to interrupt him.

"Excuse me!" Both Goro and Cassius furiously roared.

"I know he's not the last survivor of Jupiter. I also know that Jupiter wasn't destroyed. A man—a Namekian told me so. He said it was just fine—and its people are striving just fine as well." Skya answered, still trying but slowly failing at being brave.

"And you believe him? You know Namekians are nothing but lying rapists, who can't control their urges for little children." Goro replied with a wicked smile, pissing Piccolo and the others off.

"Yes, I believe him; Mom would always say otherwise. She always said how kind they treated her the last time they met. As for Trunks and me: Mr. Vegeta said that we connected and that he was my true mate. And I believe him when he says he didn't kill Mom or those other planets. Daddy, you got it all wrong." Skya spoke as calmly as she could, trying to convince her dad, but everyone could hear the shakiness in her voice.

"You just had to go and mess everything up, didn't you? You just had to go to Earth and throw everything I had planned, out the damn window?" Goro asked, confusing Skya and causing shock and anger to Vegeta, Trunks, Bulma, and others.

"I-I don't follow…" Skya replied, confused.

"Of course, you don't, you stupid girl! God, you're just like your fucking parents; you have to get in the way of everything! I should've gotten rid of you like I did your mother and father! Setting up those stupid Saiyans was the perfect plan! And then I would have the perfect grandchildren from two superior races: the Venarian princess and the Juptarian prince. It would've been a perfect alliance! I let him have and do what he wished with you; he was going to plant his seeds in youwhether you liked it or not! And you know what he told me? Do you? He told me you moved around and struggled too much! Why? And just how aren't you pregnant yet? Are you not fertile or something? From what I understand, he cums deep every time. And yet, you're still not pregnant! I gave you everything! And this is the thanks I get? After all the kind and generous things we have done for you, you go and do something like this! You just had to go to Earth and talk with Vegeta and a Namekian! God, you're such a screwupa mistake!" Goro yelled, causing Skya to sink to her knees and start to cry.

"Yo-you ha-had Ma-Ma-Mom killed? An-and wh-what d-d-do yo-you mea-mean m-my fat-father? I-I-I thou-thought yo-you we-were m-my dad!" Skya cried, screaming, choking on tears and snot.

"Your father was just some nobody who got in my waysome guy who was your mother's proper mate. Proper mate? That's all just a bullshit! Your mother was mineno matter what she thought. I just had to take care of business first. You were just a baby when I killed your fatherstruck him down. I stabbed him through the stomach, head, and heartall at the same timewhile he was holding you. Then, I pinned it all on some random Saiyan. Then I murdered his wife as "revenge." I will say, it was my greatest feat to this day. Watching as they begged for their lives. They were too easy. I should've killed Vegeta years ago when I had the chance. Then there wouldn't be any of this silly nonsense of you and his son being mates or whatever… Oh, wellI'll just have to take care of this Trunks character, won't I? And you will watch; it'll be your lesson at the time. You belong to Cassius's no matter what you or anyone else say or thinks. So, lit—" Goro explained with an evil smile—until he was interrupted by Vegeta, who had had enough by that point.

"Trunks, go." Vegeta ordered, walking over to Skya.

When he got to her, he grabbed the communication device and started talking to Goro.

At the same time, Trunks pulled Skya away just a little.

"Give me that. Hey Goro, Shut up. Remember me—Vegeta: Prince of the Saiyans? Yeah, I'm still alive—I escaped Frieza. And now, I am king of the Saiyans—granted there aren't too many of us left. I knew you couldn't be trusted! I told Stella you couldn't be trusted, but she trusted you anyway. She told me over and over again that you wouldn't do anything to betray her trust. I knew you were a dirty king and husband. I knew you were going to do something, but I didn't know or think you'd go this far! As for Skya: she's a good kid. I don't even know her, and I can tell she's a good kid! And my boy, Trunks: he's probably way better and stronger than your Cassius douche; he's probably better in bed as well! My race is far superior to any Juptarian I've ever met! As for Venarians: they used to be at the same power level as the Saiyan race. But then you took over; you made them weaker than what they should be. Oh, and going back to my boy: he is Skya's true mate and she's his! They connected and you know damn well that that's the law and can't be broken. So, you and Cassius can fuck off! I suppose we'll see you in a little over a year's time—and we'll be ready! Oh, before I hang up, here's what a true mate is supposed to do." Vegeta challenged Goro before pointing the communicator towards Trunks and Skya.

"I'm sorry. Just go along with it." Trunks sincerely apologized, gently tucking some hair behind Skya's ear before carefully pinning her to the ground. She gasped in surprise as she clutched his shirt, allowing him to push her down and pin her in place.

"You filthy son of a bitch! Get your filthy hands off of her; she doesn't belong to you!" Goro furiously yelled, watching Trunks place his hands on either side of Skya. He then put his forehead directly on hers, making it look like he was kissing her.

"Shh… Breathe. And just hold on for a bit longer." Trunks whispered in Skya's ear when he heard her breath hitch and her small whimpers.

"Get your hands off my property!" Cassius yelled in rage.

"Goodbye and have a nice day." Vegeta sarcastically spoke, turning the communicator off.

Once Vegeta hung up on Goro, Trunks pulled away from a very red Skya.

"Girl, do you have anyone you contact aside from Goro?" Vegeta asked, looking at a very flustered Skya.

"N-no. Wh-why d-do yo-you as-ask?" Skya stuttered, flustered.

"No reason in particular. Although, you won't be needing this anymore." Vegeta answered, destroying the communicator just as it started beeping, indicating that Goro was attempting to call again.

"Vegeta! What did you go and do that for? Look at her!" Bulma yelled, furious at her husband.

"She don't need someone like him in her life—not if he's going to treat her like that! I understand my father may have been a major ass, but he would never let me rape anyone—or let anyone rape me just because he wanted the perfect grandchildren! My father also would never have had my mother killed! That man had, not only her mother killed but also her real father; he also let some guy rape her! You tell me: do you think that that's right in any way, shape, or form?" Vegeta asked, annoyed.

"No—but you didn't have to be so harsh and destroy that thing!" Bulma shot back.

"If I hadn't, he would've kept calling and harassing her. I get she's already stressed out. But having him calling and harassing her would just make it worse for her! And again: she doesn't need any of that or them! Besides, she has us now anyway. We're not here to replace her parents in any way, shape, or form—but we'll be here for her and Trunks. Speaking of which… Boy, comfort your woman before you even think about coming back out. You: come with me, and let's get back to your party and all that shit." Vegeta instructed as calmly as he could before dragging Bulma away.

Trunks just stared at his dad in shock before turning back to Skya. He slowly kneeled in front of her; she was crying, unable to control her emotions—or breathe.

"Shh… Skya, it's ok; everything's going be ok. I'm right here." Trunks spoke, trying to soothe her.

When he reached out to touch her gently—just her shoulder, Skya jerked away.

"Skya, I'm not going to hurt you; I promise." Trunks told her. That's when he noticed decent-sized bruises on her shoulders and collarbone.

He knew his mother said Skya was covered in bruises, but he didn't think they were that bad.

After a few seconds, she looked up with tears in her eyes, blurring her vision as she looked at Trunks.

"I can only imagine, but you have several bruises—what happened?" Trunks asked, looking at her. As he said, he pretty much already knew the answer.

"I-its noth-nothing." Skya stuttered, looking away, trying to wipe away her tears.

"Don't lie to me; I know it's not nothing." Trunks sternly told Skya, watching as she wiped away her tears.

"Cas-Cassius—but its fine; I'm used to it. It happens every time—or if I misbehave. Then Da—Goro takes care of business." Skya answered, her voice cracking.

"He does that while he's raping you? That's not ok. Rape and hurting someone is not ok. I don't care if you're used to it, or not; it's not ok." Trunks firmly explained, going from kneeling in front of her to sitting.

"What's rape? I don't understand." Skya asked, confused.

"You don't know what rape is?" Goten asked, shocked, listening in.

"Go away!" Trunks yelled, throwing his shoes at him.

"Rape doesn't exist on Jupiter, Mars, Uranus, or Venus. To them, women are property that men can do whatever they please. And normally, women just go along with whatever the rules are. Venus used to be different—but then he took over." Piccolo explained, dragging Goten away.

"I still don't understand." Skya quietly repeated, kind of looking up.

"Rape is… Rape is when a person—guy or girl forces another person into having sex. I thought you knew because when you were talking to Goro, it seemed like sex was something you didn't want and was supposed to be consensual." Trunks explained, looking at her.

"What's consensual?" Skya asked, confused.

"Consensual means "permission." Like, in your case—with Cassius, you didn't give him permission to have sex with you; you did not consent to have sex with him. Do you understand now?" Trunks asked.

"I think so. Rape is bad. But we don't call it that in Venus. Men get to do as they please now that Da—Goro is king. I just know that Mom told me that forcing someone into having sex was wrong. But I couldn't tell Goro because he chose Cassius for me; Cassius could never do wrong." Skya answered, looking down with a new batch of tears.

"Hey, it's ok now; everything is going to be ok. You're here now, and away from them. You're safe here." Trunks gently told Skya, looking at her; he wanted so badly to touch and hold her but was afraid of scaring her away—or hurting her.

"Thank you." Skya softly spoke through tears, holding her shoulder.

"Does that hurt?" Trunks asked, concerned, watching her rub her shoulder.

"A lot of them hurt. Cassius keeps trying to get me pregnant, so he pushes me down—hard, thinking that'll keep me from struggling. But I never struggled—not towards the end anyways. I didn't think there was any point, as I was never going to get away. Oh, but I guess I was wrong about that. My mom was a seer and saw this coming. Seers are a type of psychic: Mom's ability only happened when she was asleep. But anyways: She put a spell on me. I can't get pregnant until both my mate and I are ready for that. But anyways: earlier today was no different with Cassius… I don't know why, but I just decided I couldn't take it anymore. It was either stay, keep doing the same thing, living the same life day after day, and go through another senseless war. I figured it was time to get Mr. Vegeta's side of the story—to find out the truth before I ended it all. I'm sorry; you probably don't' want to hear all this." Skya answered, explaining some things, sighing as she put on a brave smile; it was fake as hell.

"No—I don't want to hear that you were going to kill yourself. Which, by the way; I'm not going to let happen—not as long as you're here with me. All the other stuff I don't mind hearing about; it's actually very useful information for later down the road. And you don't have to do that. You don't have to smile and pretend that you're happy—or ok with any of this." Trunks sternly started only to explain calmly. But deep down, he was seething because of what he had learned.

"I'm not happy. I just smile because—because… I'm sorry." Skya just started shaking before apologizing, latching onto Trunks and started sobbing, shocking him. He hadn't expected her to just latch onto him like that—let alone at all.

Honestly, at this moment, Trunks didn't know what to do—other than to try to comfort her.

"It's ok; everything's going to be ok. Would it be ok if I held you?" Trunks gently asked, trying to coax her. He wanted so badly just to hold her in his arms—to feel her skin.

Skya didn't say anything; she could only cry and nod her head as she clung to him.

Trunks smiled as he slowly and gently put his arms around her, pulling her up to him before he began gradually rubbing her back.

Skya was now kneeling in his lap with her face in his shoulder—still crying. But she wasn't shaking anymore. She was also panting, trying to catch her breath.

'He smells good—like mint or something.' Skya thought to herself, breathing deep.

Five Minutes Later:

"Trunks?" Skya asked, looking up, into his eyes. They both had their breaths taken away as soon as she did.

"Yes, what is it?" Trunks asked, rubbing the side of her face, rubbing her tears away.

"I…" Skya started and then pulled away, looked down, blushing.

"What is it?" Trunks asked again, this time a bit disappointed. He missed the feel of her skin and her warmth already.

"I-I've never felt this way before. My stomach feels funny—like there's something flying around. My chest and heart feel funny as well—tight and fast beats—faster than normal. It only happens when I'm around you. " Skya softly admitted, holding her hand at her chest, still blushing.

"I know how you feel. I've dated other girls before—but it's never felt like this before. But that's what connecting does, I suppose—it connects us with the one we're meant to be with. And with us—because we're both immortal—it's meant to be forever." Trunks told her, gently taking her hand in his. "It's called love—true love." Trunks finished, causing her to look directly at him again.

"Wi-will that happen every time?" Skya asked as their breath was once again taken away.

"I don't know. But I have a very important question for you." Trunks informed Skya, resting his hand on her cheek.

"What is it?" Skya asked, curious, looking at him.

"How is everything over here?" Bulma asked, interrupting them.

"Mom…" Trunks growled, annoyed, and slightly embarrassed.

"What?" Bulma asked, confused while everyone in the background (except Goku) shook their heads.

"Never mind." Trunks mumbled, looking down.

"How are you feeling, Sweetie?" Bulma kindly asked, looking at Skya.

"Umm… I'm ok." Skya softly answered, looking at Bulma.

"You really are too cute. Would it be ok if I hugged you?" Bulma asked, looking at Skya.

"Y-you want to hug me?" Skya asked, shocked. The last person to want to hug her was her mother.

"Of course. If you'll let me, that is. You're family now." Bulma replied with a smile.

"But we just met." Skya responded, confused.

"Yes, but you're Trunks's proper mate. I know we just met, but I can see that Trunks already cares for you more than anything. I can also tell—just by looking in your eyes and reading your body language; you love him as well. And as long as both of you are happy and want to be together, you're family and will be treated as such. We're not trying to replace your family or anything like that, but we're all here for you—to add to your family. So, hopefully, one day you'll be comfortable enough to consider us family as well." Bulma calmly explained, looking at Skya, whose face started to flush before tears began flowing again. She then slowly moved to Bulma and put her face in her shoulder, and cried.

"Oh, Sweetie." Bulma gently cooed, hugging Skya in return, taking that as permission.

After a few seconds, Bulma tightened her grip a little; Trunks heard Skya gasp and squeak a little.

"Mom. Mom!" Trunks exclaimed, getting Bulma's attention.

"What?" Bulma asked, oblivious to the fact that she was unintentionally hurting Skya.

"You need to let her go—or at least loosen your grip." Trunks told her as calmly as he could.

"Oh, sorry; I just got really excited! My baby boy has finally found his soulmate!" Bulma exclaimed with excitement, embarrassing Trunks.

"Mom…" Trunks moaned, embarrassed, placing his face in his hands.

By the time he looked up, Bulma had dragged Skya away—back to the party.

Three Hours Later:

Throughout the rest of the party, Skya got to know everyone. While she got to know them, everyone got to know her as well. Trunks kept a close eye on her and didn't stray far from her.

As the night went on, it became clear to everyone just how much pain Skya was actually in. She tried to hide the fact, but she kept rubbing her shoulders, neck, back, stomach, and hips.

"Thank you all for coming." Bulma thanked everyone with a smile as everyone started leaving.

"Thank you for having us." Chi-Chi, Videl, and 18 thanked Bulma.

"It was nice meeting you, Skya. Stay out of the street from now on." Gohan told her with a smile, holding Videl.

Somewhere during the night—much to Vegeta's disdain, Bulla and Goten connected.

Usually, Trunks would say something, but he didn't care; he had Skya—who would soon be his.

"Can I use the bathroom again?" Skya softly asked.

"Of course, Sweetie; go ahead. You don't have to ask; you can just go." Bulma replied.

"Thank you." Skya replied, heading to the bathroom with her bag.

"Hey." Piccolo spoke, stepping in front of Trunks, getting everyone's attention.

"Yeah?" Trunks asked, looking at Piccolo.

"I'll be around to keep an eye on Skya. It has nothing to do with you; I know you'll protect her. But that won't be enough—just to keep her safe." Piccolo sternly explained.

"What do you know?" Vegeta asked right away, demanding an answer.

"Not my place to say; I'm just keeping a promise I made to her mother years ago." Piccolo stoically answered.

"Did you know Skya as a child?" Trunks asked, watching Piccolo.

"No. I may have seen her once, but I didn't actually know her. I also made this promise before Skya was even born—and shortly after." Piccolo answered.

Vegeta was about to say something when Skya walked out—this time wearing blue, pink, and white tie-dye sleep pants that stopped a few inches above her ankles. She also wore a matching sleep shirt with sleeves that stopped just below her elbows.

Again, Trunks couldn't stop staring at her.

"Ummm…" Skya nervously started.

"What is it, Sweetie?" Bulma kindly asked.

"Wherever I'll be staying: will I be able to keep Solar, Eclipse, Saturn, and Twilight?" Skya softly asked, fidgeting.

"Of course. And as we've said before, you'll stay here. You can either share a room with Trunks or have your own room; it's up to you." Bulma replied; she knew better than to try to keep Trunks away from his mate if they wanted to be together.

"Ummm… Either way." Skya softly replied. She's never been allowed to make her own choices before, so this was completely foreign to her.

"I'd like a say in all of this." A familiar voice to Skya, Vegeta, and Piccolo calmly but seriously spoke.

"Mom?" Skya asked, shocked.

Just then, a light appeared but was replaced with a ghostly version of Stella.

"Hi, Baby, Vegeta, Piccolo, family, friends—and Trunks." Stella greeted, looking around, stopping at Trunks.

"Not a full Saiyan? Hmm… Half-human?" Stella asked, looking from Trunks, to Vegeta, to Bulma.

"Yes." The three answered.

"Oh, well, that's good. The mating rules no longer apply." Stella spoke, causing Vegeta to fall over.

"Mating rules?" Everyone except for Vegeta and Piccolo asked, confused.

"Yes: mating rules. Under law: the mate (Skya) of any son (Trunks) of Saiyan royalty must mate with their mate's father (Vegeta). So, that means, Vegeta would've had to have sex with Skya at least once. However, that rule only applies to full Saiyans; your son is only half. And not only Saiyan, but also half Earthling human. Goro tried making it so Skya would have to have sex with her mate's father as well. However, that only applies to his daughter—Skya is not his child. So, that law does not apply to her. Lucky there because Cassius's father is so much worse than Cassius. Oh, Baby—I know you must be so confused. At the time, you were much too young to understand. And for the most part, Goro was good to you. I was killed before I had the chance to tell you—anything. Once you were old enough and able to leave Venus, I was going to take you away and explain everything to you." Stella started explaining.

"Why not take her away as soon as you found out Goro was scum?" Bulma asked, trying to think of the right word, watching Stella. She was frustrated that Stella would just leave Skya with that man. But at the same time, she tried to see that there must've been a reason why.

"Skya was born on Venus. Children born on Venus are not allowed to leave before ten. If they do, it could kill them; the pressure change is too much. And even then, there's only a limited number of places she could've gone—and Goro knew all of them. The only planets she could've gone to at the time were:

· Venus

· Moon

· Mars

· Jupiter

"I found out about Earth a few years after I died. Unfortunately, I also didn't find out she could live on the Moon before ten until after I died either. However, at the time of Skya's birth, the Moon Kingdom was only just being rebuilt; it wasn't finished until she was about—I wanna say eight. And by then, I was dead. And technically speaking, she can go there any time she wants. There is no ruler at the moment—and Skya is the rightful heir there as well. There—and Venus. But Goro's never going to let Venus go." Stella calmly explained.

"So, you're a Lunarian as well?" Vegeta asked, watching Stella.

"I'm not. But Skya is—on her father's side; she is half Venarian and half Lunarian." Stella calmly answered.

"Mom?" Skya asked, wide-eyed and confused.

"Oh, how I wish your father would've decided to come with me today." Stella sighed.

"Why didn't he?" Skya softly asked.

"Nervousness. You were only three-months-old when he was killed. And Goro came a few months later when you were—I wanna say, seven months old. The man who killed your father is the one who raised you. No, I didn't find that out until you were five—right before I was killed. But anyway: your father and I had talked and agreed that you are old enough now—and have a right to know who you are. The stories I always told you about Princess Serenity were all true—except for how long ago they were. Serenity lived up until about—one-hundred-fifty-seven years ago; she and her prince of Earth, Endymion. Chibiusa was born three hundred years ago. Then two hundred years ago, Serenity had their son—the first boy ever to be born into the royal Moon family. His name was Chikyu to Tsuki no, or Chi-Tsuki for short, meaning "of Earth and Moon." He was your father. And yes, he's quite a bit older than me—by a hundred-fifty year. He told me it took him that long to find me. But Baby, understand, I didn't have you until I was about fifty-four. I stopped looking like I aged at seventeen; he stopped when he was nineteen. You stopped the day you turned sixteen—thanks to a deal Goro made. Because you weren't supposed to stop until you turned seventeen or eighteen. About forty years ago, Chibiusa died. And almost sixteen years ago, your father died. I know this is a lot to take in—and I can't blame you if you're mad at or hate me. But I only kept this from you because—well, between you were too young to understand and Goro—but mainly Goro." Stella calmly explained.

"Why?" Skya asked, looking at Stella.

"Why what?" Stella asked, confused.

"Why would he stop my aging a year early? I could never hate you—or even be mad at you for this. I understand." Skya asked and then softly explained.

"You've always been such a sweet, soft-spoken kid. As for why Goro would do that: I honestly don't know. I don't understand why he does half the stuff he does. But what I do know is that it won't affect you—who you are or how you grow older. You'll just look like you're sixteen from now on. Everyone in this yard and their families—as long as they're not evil, will be whatever age they are from now on. Sorry. For the younger ones: you'll make it to anywhere between sixteen and eighteen. Sorry. What I mean is that you'll just look like the age that you stop aging at—unless you can tap into that power. No, I can't tell you. Oh, but I have to get going. But before I do—to everyone in this room who can fight: keep an eye on and protect Skya. Goro and Cassius will stop at nothing to get her—and there will also be others. Skya can not—and probably will never be able to fight physically. However, she does have many powers to help you all in fights; she just has to work on them. With the right type of training, Skya will be able to:

· Create large barriers that are impenetrable

· Float

· Send out small but power blasts

· Teleport

· Teleport others without touching them as long as she's close to them

· Enhance others' powers

· Able to make clones

"Oh, and Trunks: eventually, after certain things are done; you will receive all the same powers she has, plus what a normal Venarian has. Also, yes, you are all immortal. However, you're only immortal unless killed. If someone or something kills you, you're dead. But you don't die naturally. And I can't tell you much, but I can tell you that Vegeta, you and your family and Goku and his family won't ever get killed; I know that for sure. As for the others, I'm not sure about. But if you do; you're usually brought back. One more thing. Skya, don't you ever forget this: your father and I loved and still love you more than anything. And I promise you; I'll get him to come visit you at least once. But anyway: I really do have to go. Skya, I'll always be with you. No, her father and I can't be brought back. Yes, there's a reason, but I can't tell you. But bye for now. Oh, and Bulma and Vegeta: thank you so much for welcoming her into your family: it means a lot to me that she's loved. Trunks, take care of my baby." Stella explained before disappearing.

"She never said whether or not she wanted Skya sharing a room with Trunks." Chi-Chi absentmindedly spoke.

"Yes, she did. In her own way, she did. Skya and her cats will share a room with Trunks." Bulma happily disagreed. She then noticed Skya was just standing there, tears slowly running down her cheeks.

"Skya, are you alright?" Bulma asked, concerned, immediately walking to Skya.

"Uh-huh." Skya replied.

"Well, we'll be heading out. We'll see you all around." Everyone bid farewell before heading out.

"Bye." Bulma, Trunks, and Bulla replied with smiles as everyone left while Vegeta huffed, and Skya stood there.

"Oh, Skya—everything will be ok. Tell you what: I'll take you shopping tomorrow, and you can pick out some blankets and pillows and Earth clothes—if you want." Bulma assured and offered with a smile, holding onto Skya's shoulders.

"Ok." Skya softly replied, looking up at Bulma.

Bulma couldn't help it and hugged Skya as gently as she could as not to hurt her.

"Do you need any help cleaning anything?" Skya asked when Bulma let go; she looked around and saw everything.

"Don't you worry about any of that: Vegeta, Bulla, Trunks, and I got it. You just get some rest. Trunks, show her to your room." Bulma replied and then ordered Trunks.

"Are you sure?" Skya asked right away.

"Go rest. You'll have plenty of time in the future to help with things." Bulma replied with a smile.

"Ok, come on. We don't want Mom to become Scary Mom." Trunks sincerely told Skya as he held his hand out.

"Ok." Skya took his hand and let him lead her to his room.

"Here we are. It's not much—and I guess I'll have to clean up a little—but here's our room." Trunks showed Skya their room, rubbing the back of his head as he looked at all the clothes all over his floor.

"Where should I put my bag?" Skya asked.

"Anywhere works." Trunks answered.

"And Solar, Eclipse, Saturn, and Twilight?" Skya asked, looking around as her cats popped out of her bag.

"As long as I have somewhere on the bed to lay, they can be on the bed. What? What's wrong?" Trunks answered, knowing what she meant. He then became concerned when Skya started crying.

"We weren't allowed on her bed back on Venus." Eclipse answered in a bored tone.

"Ahh. Well, as long as I have a spot, I don't care. Which reminds me… Which side do you want to sleep on? Inside, by the wall, or on the edge?" Trunks asked, looking at Skya.

"Can I sleep by the wall?" Skya softly asked.

"Sure." Trunks replied with a warm smile, making her blush.

Skya looked around before finding a chair to set her bag on; she climbed into the bed and started to get situated.

"Ok… Just get comfy. My bed is now your bed as well." Trunks calmly told her.

"Trunks get your ass out here and help us put everything away!" Trunks and Skya heard Bulla yell.

"Leave your brother be! He'll be out in a few minutes; give him time!" Bulma yelled back.

"I guess I'd better be headed out." Trunks sighed as Skya gently smiled at him before laying down.

"Night." Skya softly told Trunks.

"Night. Sleep well." Trunks replied with a smile before heading out, closing his door behind him.

"How is she?" Bulma asked when Trunks came out to help clean the yard and kitchen.

"Umm… Confused, I guess." Trunks sighed.

"That's an understatement." Vegeta mumbled, annoyed; he would rather be training right now.

"So, she's a princess?" Bulla asked, looking at Trunks.

"I guess. But I don't really care about all that. She could be a regular human with no royalty or money, and I'd be happy. She seems like a sweet girl." Trunks answered.

"From what I understand, most Venarians and Lunarians are." Vegeta stated as they continued to clean.

"You don't know?" Bulma asked, looking at her husband.

"I've only met a few Venarians; they were all kind and whatnot. But they sure as hell could fight when it came down to it. I've only ever heard stories of Lunarians; I've never actually met one. I know while they don't have powers themselves, they have some crystal that holds a lot of power. However, that goes to the daughters—seeing as sons aren't normally born into the royal family. So, the aunt and her offspring would have that, I do believe." Vegeta explained.

"No, Skya has that." A little black kitten announced, walking out to the kitchen.

"Which one are you?" Trunks asked, looking at the kitten.

"Twilight, what do you think you're doing out of bed?" Solar scolded, walking out.

"Sorry, Mama." Twilight apologized.

"I'm sorry about her; I hope she wasn't causing you any trouble." Solar apologized.

"Oh no, of course not." Bulma replied with a kind smile.

"I don't mean to be rude or anything—but how do we tell you and your family apart?" Trunks asked, looking at Solar.

"I have a white spot on my chest. Eclipse is all black. Twilight here, has specks of white all over her stomach. And Saturn, as he gets older, you'll see white spots all over his body; but for now, you really have to look to see them. I hope that helps." Solar politely explained.

"Yes, actually." Trunks replied.

"So, why doesn't Serenity's daughter's offspring have the crystal? Why does Skya have it?" Vegeta asked, shocking Solar.

"How do you know that?" Solar asked, shocked.

"I told them, Mama. The man with yellow hair and blue eyes said it would be ok to tell Skya and her new family. Daddy said he was Skya's daddy." Twilight happily explained.

"When was this? Where was I?" Solar asked right away.

"After Skya woke up the first time and went out with everyone. You were sleeping. Daddy said that Skya's daddy told him and not to wake you because you were Skya's mama's cat, and he was her daddy's cat. Now we all belong to Skya." Twilight happily explained.

"*Sigh…* Yes, Skya has the crystal, but I don't think she knows yet; it stays in a brooch she keeps in her backpack. She was told to keep it safe at all costs; she was never actually told about the crystal and its power before. Her aunt wasn't able to have kids; she died shortly after her dad died; they were very close—Skya's dad and his aunt. After she died, the crystal went to Skya's dad—even though he didn't want it. As he was dying, Chi-Tsuki sealed it away in the brooch and gave it to Stella to give to Skya when she reached of age." Solar calmly explained.

"When does she come of age?" Bulma asked, looking at Solar.

"She became of age at fifteen. Goro has been going crazy trying to find it; she keeps it in a part of her backpack that only she can get to." Solar explained.

"Will she be able to use it? I know that to use the crystal, its owner needs a lot of energy. The girl doesn't seem like she has a whole lot of energy herself." Vegeta stated, looking at the cat.

"That's the thing: who knows how much energy she'll have now—now that she's on Earth—and once she heals up? Plus, I'm sure Trunks will be able to help her—should she ever have to use it. My great-grandmother, Luna, used to tell me and Eclipse that Endymion would help Serenity. But anyway: I have to get Twilight back to bed. I will answer any questions you may have any time you need starting tomorrow. Come on, Twilight." Solar explained and then sternly told Twilight.

"Yes, Mama." Twilight obeyed, following Solar.

"Come on; let's finish cleaning." Bulma instructed, picking up her broom.

Roughly Two Hours Later:

Skya had never gone to sleep; she couldn't get comfy. She ended up staring out Trunks's bedroom window at all the stars and the moon; she didn't know what they were.

Once she was sure Solar and Eclipse were asleep, Skya snuck out of the room and walked outside—into the empty backyard.

Vegeta, Bulma, Trunks, and Bulla were in the shed, placing everything in its proper place.

Bulla was the first to walk out of the shed and see Skya standing in the middle of the yard, looking up at the sky as it started to rain.

"I thought you said Skya was in bed." Bulla questioned, looking back at Trunks.

"She is. Or I thought she was." Trunks replied, walking out of the shed with Bulma and Vegeta; he noticed Skya immediately.

"What is she doing? It's raining—and it's only getting harder." Bulma stated, looking at the sky.

"Trunks—get your woman before your mother has a heart attack. Bulla, inside—now." Vegeta ordered, dragging his wife and daughter to the house, under the awning.

'What is she doing out here?' Trunks asked himself, walking across the yard to Skya.

"Skya?" Trunks asked, gently placing his hand on her shoulder, making her jump.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to startle you." Trunks apologized, holding Skya in his arms after catching her before she hit the ground.

"I'm ok. I'm sorry." Skya replied and then apologized, looking at her feet.

"What are you doing out here, in this weather?" Trunks asked, letting her go—after getting her on her feet.

"Why is there water falling from the sky?" Skya asked, confused, looking up at Trunks.

"It's raining." Trunks answered, watching her.

"Raining?" Skya asked, confused.

"Don't you have rain on Venus?" Trunks asked, looking at her.

"No—I don't believe so; we have a lot of dust storms." Skya softly explained.

"How long have you been out here?" Trunks asked, looking at her.

"Not long." Skya answered, looking down.

"You come out here just to see or feel the rain?" Trunks asked, looking at her. She was becoming soaked, so he placed his jacket around her shoulders.

"No. I came out here to see the twinkling dots in the sky." Skya replied, looking at his jacket around her shoulders before pointing to the sky.

"Twinkling dots in the sky? You mean stars?" Trunks asked, looking at her.

"Stars? But they're so small—and so far, away." Skya replied, looking at Trunks.

"How far are they from Venus?" Trunks asked, looking at Skya, sticking his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"Close enough, that, if you're tall enough, you can reach them. I had to climb onto my roof to get one." Skya explained, looking at the sky.

"Ahh. Wait—you have a star?" Trunks asked, shocked.

"Uh-huh. It's in a special jar. As long as the jar stays closed, the star floats around. But if you open the jar, the star will disappear. Is the crescent-shaped thing a star as well?" Skya explained and then asked.

"That's the moon." Trunks calmly answered.

"The moon? I've never seen the moon before. I was kind of expecting it to be rounder." Skya replied, shocked, looking back up at the sky.

"It goes through phases. The rounder version that you were expecting, is a full moon. The new moon is also round, but you can't see it. I'll explain the rest of it later." Trunks explained with a smile. Skya's eyes were lighting up, and she had a small smile as she looked at the sky; she was relaxing—at least a little bit.

'Now, would be the perfect time.' Trunks thought to himself, looking at the sky as it rained.

After a few seconds, when Trunks made up his mind, he gently placing his hand on Skya's shoulder.

"Hmmm?" Skya hummed, looking at him.

"I've been wanting to ask you something all day—well, uh… Since you woke up." Trunks told Skya, stumbling on his words. But he was looking into her eyes the entire time, taking her breath away.

"Uh-huh?" Skya softly asked.

"Can I kiss you?" Trunks asked, looking at her.

"Huh?" Skya asked, confused.

"So, you must call it something different. How do I explain this?" Trunks asked, trying to figure something out.

Vegeta was stood there, smacking his head.

"No, I'm sorry. I know what kissing is. It's just kind of a shock to be asked that. I've never been kissed before—asides from when Mom would kiss my forehead before bed or when I woke up." Skya softly explained, looking down with a blush.

"Cassius never tried to kiss you?" Trunks asked, kind of shocked.

"No… Well, he tried, but I'd always turn my head and walk away. And during—when he did that—he liked it when he could make me scream or cry in pain. If he couldn't' hear that, he couldn't—I don't know—finish?" Skya softly explained and then asked, confused, trying not to cry.

"Shhh… I'm sorry; I shouldn't have asked that. However, with that said: that's all over now. My family, friends, and I'll keep you safe. Now—now, that I know that you've never been kissed before… Can I be your first—and every kiss after?" Trunks apologized and then asked, making her look at him by tilting her chin.

Skya just blushed, with tears running down her cheeks; she slowly nodded her head in approval.

"Asking a girl for her permission—just to kiss her." Vegeta grumbled as he, Bulma, and Bulla stood there watching.

"I think it's sweet. We've raised such a good boy." Bulma stated with stars in her eyes as she got her camera.

"I'm going to be sick; I'll be in my room." Bulla made gagging noises, pointing to her mouth.

Trunks smiled before leaning down while gently pulling her chin up to meet him halfway, capturing her lips with his.

Skya didn't know what to do, so she just let Trunks take control; she slowly closed her eyes and clutched the front of his shirt.

After a few seconds, Trunks gently removed her hands from his shirt and placed them on his shoulders. He carefully placed his hands on her waist; Skya squeaked into his mouth—but didn't pull away, causing him to smile.

"Awww! So adorable!" Bulma squealed, causing the two to break apart—blushing.

"Mother…" Trunks growled in annoyance and embarrassment while Skya stood there, touching her lips.

Just then, a flash of lightning lit up the sky, causing Skya to look up right away before crumbling to the ground as thunder crashed.

"Skya? Skya, what's wrong?" Trunks asked, concerned, immediately kneeling next to her.

"H-h-he's com-coming!" Skya cried, scared, and stuttering.

"Who's coming?" Trunks asked, looking at her.

"Cass-ius… Thu-thunder a-a-and lig-lightning me-means h-h-he's com-coming!" Skya managed to explain.

"Oh? Oh! Skya, no. Thunder and lightning are just part of storms here. And even if he were coming, we'll protect you." Trunks calmly, yet seriously explained, realizing what she meant.

Cassius was from Jupiter—the planet of thunder and lightning.

"Trunks, get her inside; you're both soaked to the bones." Bulma sternly ordered, watching the terrified girl. She and Trunks were drenched.

"Will you let me pick you up?" Trunks asked, looking at a paralyzed Skya; she just nodded her head.

Carefully, Trunks lifted Skya bridal style and carried her into the house; she hid her face in his shoulder the entire time.

"Here. Dry off and then get changed before either of you catch a cold. Hang your clothes up in the bathroom so that your clothes dry but don't mold. I'll see you two tomorrow." Bulma calmly told Trunks and Skya.

"Yes, Mom. Thank you for everything." Trunks replied, holding Skya close.

"Tha-thank you." Skya shakily thanked Bulma.

"You're both very welcome. Now, go." Bulma replied before instructing.

"Ok. I'm going to bed." Bulma told Vegeta once Trunks and Skya were in their room.

"I'll be in after a bit; I'm going to train." Vegeta replied before kissing his wife.

With Trunks & Skya:

"Ok…" "Can I change in that smaller room?" Skya softly asked, looking at Trunks's closet.

"That's my closet, but that's fine; it should be large enough for you." Trunks replied, watching Skya. He would do anything to make her feel comfortable.

"Thank you." Skya softly thanked Trunks before heading to the closet.

"You're welcome. Just make sure you bring your clothes out when you're done." Trunks reminded Skya.

"Yes, of course." Skya replied before shutting the door.

Now, Trunks couldn't see Skya changing, but she could see him. It wasn't intentional, but when Skya was bending to remove her pants and panties, she saw through one of the cracks in the doors.

Trunks had already removed his pants and shirt and stood by his dresser, getting something to wear.

After a few seconds, he started to remove his boxers, and Skya stumbled backward; she, however, managed to stay standing.

"Are you ok in there?" Trunks asked, looking at the closet.

"Yes. I just tripped over my feet." Skya replied, holding onto a wall with one hand while she scurried to get her dry panties on.

"Ok." Trunks replied with somewhat of a cheeky smile; he had felt her gaze on him. However, he also kind of felt bad because he hadn't meant to make her fall over. He had moved over—and thought he was far enough over that she wouldn't see anything. Well, he was wrong.

"Better?" Trunks asked when Skya came out of the closet wearing a pair of dry frilly sleep shorts covered in stars and moons with a matching short-sleeved shirt.

"Very." Skya answered with a small smile and a blushed, looking at Trunks, who was wearing a pair and blue and green striped sleep shorts with a plain black tank-top.

Once again, Trunks couldn't stop staring at her. But she couldn't stop staring at him either.

"Right. I'll take those and be right back." Trunks told Skya, taking his and her wet clothes to the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, Trunks separated the clothes: her shirt, pants, and panties, followed by his clothes.

While he didn't stare for long because he heard thunder, Trunks did stare at Skya's panties for a few seconds. He thought they were cute—and suited her just fine.

Honestly, with what he knows about Cassius and Goro, Trunks thought she'd have a sexier pair of panties in which she would most likely be uncomfortable.

After a few seconds, the storm outside started picking up, and thunder once again crashed outside. With how much it was picking up, Trunks figured he'd better hurry back to his room.

And he was right to do so:

When Trunks got back to his room, he found Skya on her knees, on the floor, shaking, holding her hands over her ears.

"Skya…" Trunks gently spoke, but she couldn't hear him. Only when he knelt in front of her did Skya shock him by throwing herself at him. Skya was no longer crying, but she still shook as she clung to him.

"Are you ready for bed?" Trunks asked in a soothing tone, directly in her ear; she nodded her head.

Without moving her, Trunks lifted Skya as he stood up. She once again shocked him when she lightly wrapped her legs around him.

"Mmmm!" Skya cried into Trunks's shoulder when more thunder crashed outside.

"It's ok; I'm right here. Just crawl to where you want to be." Trunks gently told Skya after setting her down.

"K." Skya softly replied, making her way to her side of their bed; she flinched when she saw a flash of lightning but kept going until she heard thunder. But by then, Trunks was in bed as well and pulled the blankets over them.

"There we go." Once they got situated, Trunks gently ran his hand over her face, down her arm, and back up again. He gently rested his hand on her cheek and let out a frustrated sigh; he had seen more bruises than he saw before.

'Damn him! He will regret he ever laid a finger on her! Hmmm? What is that?' Trunks angrily thought to himself until he noticed something: Skya was smiling—and it was real.

'What is this feeling? I've never felt like this before—not with Cassius or even my… Goro. I feel so warm and fuzzy. This is different. This is nice.' Skya thought to herself, looking at Trunks with a soft, warm smile as he ran his hands over her face and arm.

After a few minutes, Skya did something she never once did with Cassius; she pulled herself up to Trunks and let him hold her in his arms as she laid her head on his.

Finally—for once in her life, Skya felt warm, happy, and safe.

"Safe." Skya mumbled before finally falling asleep for the night.

"Yes, you are. I love you." Trunks responded, playing with her hair before falling asleep himself, gently holding onto her around her slim waist…