I decided to break from Yin-Yang Theory for a while. It's hard to write it out, especially considering all the devotion I've already put into it. Soooo, I've been working on my other incomplete stories, and here is one of them. Help This World was actually my second-best idea after YYT, so I hope you guys who are new to my writing will like it.

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I dropped my speed only when I saw the safe house in the distance. Well, you couldn't really see it, it was covered by a thick forest and several meters of dirt, but I knew it was there. My breath was heavy and uneven as I stared at the thicket of trees. Feet carried me quickly as my head hunched in toward my chest as each breath I drew caused my chest pain. I swung my arms around my side with each step, not having any other purpose other than to keep me along the path straight.

Leading the others was easy work, considering that I was the only one who knew the way to the shelter. Father knew the general areas of the shelters, for certain, but the only way he'd actually ever found us was by sensing out our aura, be it magic or ki. Most of the time it had been magic, because I was most powerful in my magical aura.
"How much further, Suri?" Father asked me. He was carrying Goten in his arms, the seven-year-old fast asleep.

"Only about a quarter-mile," I answered, throwing a glance back at him. He and Gohan were subconsciously walking side by side. "This is one of twenty underground shelters. The entrance is hidden under the trees, in a stand of roots. It doesn't even look manmade. The shelter itself is about thirty feet below the surface, three times as deep as a typical basement. This particular one has one of the largest martial arts training facilities on the planet."

"How did you know all that?" Gohan asked, his eyebrow cocked.

"I never had much else to do with my time," I shrugged with an ironic smirk on my face. "I did several things. One of them was studying history, just for the heck of it. They burned most of the information on these shelters when Cell and Frieza came, but I managed to get my hands on a completed document of them before burning those too."

"Why burn them?" Gohan asked again.

"Are you kidding?" Father said, his voice squeaky in anxiety. "If Frieza or Cell ever got their hands on those documents, the only even half-way safe places on the planet would be revealed!"

"Father's right," I said, still looking forward as I ducked under a tree branch. The entrance to the safe house was around here somewhere... "And it's also to protect our hiding places. If what few people left in this world found them, we'd be overrun by them and then it would be like throwing up an entire fireworks show just to tell Frieza and Cell where we are."

We continued walking in silence. We reached the first clearing and I halted the others with my hand. I searched for the telltale warning signs in the trees, which would tell me whether or not this was the place I sought. I beckoned to the others, shaking my head gently to tell them that this was not the spot.

"What were you looking for?" Gohan asked as he ducked under a rather large tree branch.

"Back there?" he nodded. "I was looking for certain things. There are seven of those clearings hidden throughout this forest. The facility we are looking for is huge, so if someone were ever able to stumble upon documents of it, they'd have to search for a long time. Surveillance cameras are set up in each area to let the people, if any, inside know who the persons who seek entrance are. Only those who know what to look for know what to do."

"So it's like a safety precaution, right?" Father confirmed uncertainly.

"Right. What I'm looking for is basically little magic auras set up in the area. They are pretty small, you have to be within about a foot to recognize them, and then they're so weak you have to be looking for them to find them at all. It's an ingenious system, if I do say myself," my face heated up just a little.

"Why are you blushing?" Gohan asked. Father chuckled behind his hands, then explained.
"Suri here is the one who designed most of the precautions for the largest safe houses on the planet, when Cell and Frieza came along."
"She what!?" Gohan was shocked, I could tell from his voice. But he'd kept the mind to keep quiet about it as well. I had to hand it to him, the guy was pretty smart when it came to fighting and sneaking about.
"Yup," I said smugly, though my face burned with embarrassment. "The only other person besides me who knew about any of them was my grandfather. He helped design this one, in fact." I didn't even realize what I'd said until it was too late. I dropped the smile and the whole light in my eyes that had been from the great memory was gone. I scowled and continued to walk, now unscathed by the scratching branches and the grabbing grasses. (AN-That grass hurts when it gets into your skin. Don't try and tell me it don't, I've had it in my legs before.)

"What happened?" Gohan asked Suri's father very softly.
*Speak in the mind, she can hear you. It's nothing to be overly concerned about. She's just having a post-death-loved-one thing. She's sort of mad at her grandfather.*

*About how he died, you mean?* Gohan asked, remembering the girl's tears the night before. Had it only been a day since he and Goten had arrived?

*She told you? I'm surprised. She almost never tells anyone about that. I wouldn't try to get her to talk about it, though. You might end up dead. She has killed someone over Clarinet before.*

*She killed someone?!*
*Yes. Don't ask, it's too gruesome a tale to bring up.*

Suri's father looked very ill a moment before continuing to walk. Gohan turned his head back forward and didn't say anything more.

I knew Father had told him. Father had told Gohan that I'd killed Grandma for mentioning Clarinet to me. I scowled. She deserved it the way she talked about him. She was his wife, for crying out loud! She shouldn't have spoken so harshly about him. How he'd been a coward in life and would be a coward in the after as well. How he'd never really been worthy of her in the first place. That woman made me so mad, I couldn't help but kill her.

And that's exactly what I'd done. With a fiery rage and a scorched soul that would slowly destroy its maker, I'd slain her like the dragon she was.

We reached another clearing. The others waited at its opening as I slowly circled it. There! The tiny aura. I continued circling, like a hawk. Each were in their correct place. I pulled down a branch at each one as I found it.

As I pulled the last of the seven, a gaping hole was produced in a seemingly-normal tree. I looked down it anxiously.
"Well," I said, lifting one leg into the hole, followed by the other. I held myself up and grinned at the others. "We found it. It's a slide down, so just hop right on in." I released my grip and with a whoop descended rapidly.

What I found when I reached the base was not in a million years what I would have expected to find.

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I stared at him, my mouth gaping open. The others landed behind me and regarded the Namekian man carefully, trying to decipher whether he was friend or foe. That is, until my dad came down.

"Clarinet!" my father shouted in surprise. "We thought you were dead!"

"G-Grandpa?" I asked timidly, still staring. I gulped bitter bile down in my throat at his atrocious appearance. He looked as if he had just gone for a dive in a liquid waste facility, and, quite frankly, smelled like it, too.

"Right you are, little Angel of the Dragon," he said, smiling. But it wasn't the smile I was used to. It held a sinister quality. And that truly scared me. "I was wondering when you'd arrive. It always did take you longer to catch up, didn't it?"

"Wha-What are you talking about?" I stammered, still staring.

"Oh, my dear, haven't you figured it out yet?" he smiled jovially and spread his arms. On either side of him stood Cell and Frieza. "I was the one who invited them here, of course. They were quite successful in helping me deceive you, hmm?"

"What?" My voice was no longer shocked. It was angry. I was furious. All this time he was making me believe something that wasn't true? That he wasn't true?

"I would have thought you'd know better, but," he shrugged indifferently, "I suppose that the simple fact that you're my granddaughter, you didn't realize."
With those words, my world crumbled around me.
"Traitor!" my father yelled. "How could you, Dad? How could you? Your own wife, your own son, your own granddaughter and grandsons, how could you do this to them?"
"Simple," Clarinet grinned wickedly. "Power."
Gohan growled in his throat behind me.

"So this whole thing was so you could rule the world."

"Oh, no, not just the world, me boy!" Clarinet laughed uproariously. "The entire Time-Space Continuum will belong to me! And it's all because of my sweet, innocent little daughter-in-law and my granddaughter." He took my chin in his hands, but I roughly shook from his grasp.
"This whole thing was a setup," I growled. "No man sorry guyo tomo dar him karra li omoto! Trece!" The three before us suddenly froze.

"Come on!" Father shouted. "Suri, you take Gohan and Goten to their dimension. I'll stall them and destroy the vortex technology. Quickly, now!"

"But dad!" I cried. No, I didn't want to lose another! Not another one!

"Suri, I love you," Father told me gently. "We've no time for this. Even after I destroy the vortex, you'll only have three years to train. That's an approximation, dear. Go! Now!"
"No!" I shouted. "I'll send them, but I'm not leaving you!"

"We've no time for this," he growled. "Soya ne iguya kie!"

All went black.

"Follow me," Suri's father said grimly as he carried his daughter to another room, similar to that of the one Gohan and Goten had first seen. He set Suri down on a table inside the room and went to a control panel. A whirlwind began in the center of the room.

"Quickly, I don't know how long Suri's magic can hold them! Here, Gohan, take her. Get inside," he looked the raven-haired boy square in the eye. "Take care of her, Gohan. Remember, you've only got three years." A crash in the hall alerted them to more pressing matters.

"I will," Gohan said, cradling Suri's small form in his arms. "I promise."
"Thank you."

That was the last that Gohan ever saw of Suri's father, for he and Goten had stepped inside the vortex and were being swept back to their dimension.

***

"Piccolo, I can't believe you just let Gohan trapeze right into that thing!" Bulma scolded as she fanned Chi-chi's shocked form with a fan. "I mean, really, I thought you had more sense than that!"
Piccolo remained silent. He knew speaking in his defense would only bring more misery for himself. Especially when dealing with a worried mother and the mother's best friend. Loud screams interrupted Bulma's continuing nagging. The two left Chi-chi, who stood shakily and followed them.

"Gohan! Goten!" Bulma shouted upon seeing them. She stopped short when she saw a girl in Gohan's arms, knocked out. She had long, raven hair, tied back in a black bandana. Her ears were long and pointed, the same color as her olive skin. Her muscles were defined with small pink circles, quite like Piccolo's, and a brown tail extended from her spine limply. "Who's that?"

"No time to explain right now," Gohan said quickly. "Get the others here, now, Bulma, we need them. Piccolo, please, take care of Suri while I go get some senzu beans." He handed the small girl to his old sensei and was off like a shot.
"What the...okay, what'd we miss?" Bulma asked.

"It's a long story," Goten answered, laughing nervously. "I think Suri can explain it better than we can. That's probably why he went to get senzus."

"Might as well do what he said," Bulma sighed and walked back into the house to make several phone calls. Chi-chi followed, in a daze. Piccolo rolled his eyes and carried the girl into the house as well. Isn't this exactly why moments ago he had called Bulma? And how had they gotten back so quickly, it'd only been half an hour!

"Whoa, what?!" shouted the girl. Well, she definitely didn't seem to need the senzu now. "Piccolo?!" She groaned. "Great, this is just perfect! Where the hell's Gohan, I'm gonna rip him limb from limb!" She scowled and levitated out of the surprised Namek's arms.

I was really gonna kill Gohan the second I got my paws on him. Too bad my dad had already killed himself to get me here, I'd kill him too!

"Uh...excuse me?" asked a voice. I turned to see Chi-chi.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Gohan seemed to think you could explain what happened. Mind?"

I sighed, rubbing my temples as I sank to the ground, glad I'd put up my sword already. This was going to be a major, major pain in the butt.

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Oi. Major, major oi. This story is becoming more of a pain-in-the-neck than Yin-Yang Theory! It's nothing major, just that I dislike making villainous comebacks with the supposedly-dead. Okay, there you have it. Ja ne!