Chapter 11 "The Fight and The End"

"Somebody's coming." Vegeta turned his back to Bulma and slipped into his I-hate-everyone-because-I-have-something-up-my-butt look. Bulma didn't care who was coming; it could be Freiza or the Eternal Dragon himself, but she wanted Vegeta back. She kept her stare until up and over the edge flew Krillin and Gohan, with Piccolo tagging closely behind.

"Hey Bulma! What's shakin'?" Krillin called as he landed a few yards away. Bulma broke her stare with Vegeta's back and turned to face the newcomers.

"Hey Krillin! Hey Gohan! Hi Piccolo!" She greeted them cheerily like it were any other day. Piccolo only grunted a reply only Vegeta could hear.

"Hey, you! Kakarot's kid!" Vegeta yelled to Gohan, "Where is your father?" Gohan lowered his head and approached Vegeta slowly.

"He's still sick with that freaky virus, and no one has a cure!" Everyone was silent at their hero's mention. Their entire world revolved around Goku. Even Vegeta, though he wouldn't admit it. They had all been brought together by a little boy with spikey hair and a tail, searching for the Dragon Balls and somehow came to be comrades among him. Vegeta had been brought in as an enemy in Goku's life and somehow... over time... became a friend. All of their fights so far indirectly led to Goku and without him they were all utterly lost.

As the group dwelled on the thought of Goku's possible death, up and over the edge flew Tien, Yamcha, and Chaotzu. Yamcha shirked away from Vegeta's murderous glare. He glanced to Bulma for help but her eyes were like knives into his flesh. -Why are they standing so close? I think they're up to something... And why did Vegeta defend Bulma yesterday?- Yamcha thought.

"Hey gang! What's up? Why is everyone so gloomy?" Tien began. Before anyone could answer, an ovaline machine whirred noisily above. The group gazed above to see what the contraption held. It hovered down to the ground and squeaked to a halt on the newly polished marble. It was shaped like an egg; an oblong egg with with spikes emerging from the middle. Above the spikes revealed a clear dome with which the group could see the pilot. He was in his late teens, and the odd thing that stuck out in everyone's mind was his oddly colored hair and bright baby blue eyes. He was slightly shorter than average, but still extremely muscled all over and donned a purple-blue jacket and slightly baggy black pants. Attatched to his back with a buckle coming around the front was an extremely large sword. He had a serious and destined ambiance about him. The contraption whizzed open and the boy leaped out onto the ground. He punched a button on the side of his 'toy' and it exploded into a small, bite-sized capsule. Bulma was nearly exploding with excitement but kept her quiet place next to Vegeta. After an eternity of awkward silence, the stranger finally spoke.

"Where is Goku?" he demanded. ^How does he know my dad?^ Gohan thought.

"Uh... Well, my dad is sick in bed with a virus." A horrible look overcame the newcomer's face as he ran back to his machine and crawled inside. He slowed his way back out, confusion on his face.

"Aww, Shit..." he mumbled in Saiyan which perked Gohan and Vegeta's ears up, "I set it for the wrong year! It's supposed to be three years ago!" The group stared in awe. Vegeta was entirely confused at this boy's knowledge of the Saiyan language and began to growl.

"Explain yourself, boy!" he yelled across the garden.

"Er.. it's kind of a long story," he paused, regaining himself, "My name is. . . nevermind, but I came here from the future to warn everyone. I was intended to come three years ago from now, but I guess my mom and I goofed. I guess you already know about the.."

"Yeah, we know." Piccolo chimed in.

"Hey! That's a Capsule Corp. machine! But I haven't seen anything like it! Where'd you get it?" Bulma piped up. She circled the machine and found written across the side in black marker 'HOPE!'. *That looks like my handwriting...hm.."

The lavender locked lad turned to her. "It hasn't been invented yet mo-" he blushed. Piccolo had already figured it out. It scared him too. He glanced from Vegeta, to the boy, to Bulma, then all of them together. He almost fell over.

"You have one of our jackets too. Are you a future employee?" Bulma inquired.

"Not exactly," he was still blushing and staring at the ground. An awkward silence rolled over the group like storm clouds. The boy popped his machine into it's capsule and shoved it into his pants pocket. He then pulled something out of his coat pocket and inspected it in the palm of his hand.

"I have something to take care of. I'll be back. Now... which way is Goku's house?" Gohan absent mindedly pointed from the direction he came from. The boy grew stern. A yellow aura surrounded him and his hair began to wiggle. No! It can't be! He couldn't be a... NO! Lavender turned to gold and shot towards the sky. His eyes made a slight change from pale blue to aquamarine. He flew out of sight towards Goku's house before anyone could ask questions.

Vegeta nearly fainted. How is it possible?!? And so young? Even I haven't gotten that far! Kakarot got lucky...

::No he didn't Vegeta. He had the power and the heart::

Impossible! I deserve it more!

Vegeta stared in shock after the boy. He's pretty fast. But all I've been working for my entire damn life has been obtained by a boy not even half my age! How enfuriating! How could he be Saiyan anyhow? Kakarot and I are the only ones with Saiyan blood, not including his kid. There's something familiar about him. If he is one of our descendents.... his hair... it's purple... the blue eyes...

It hit Vegeta like one of Freiza's attacks. He looked to Bulma, comparing every aspect of her to the boy. There was a definite relation. The picture of her and Yamcha flashed through his mind. Purple hair.... All the Capsule Corp. equipment.... everything was falling into place. And since Bulma DID run the company, it'd be logical he'd have his mother's company logo..... but then who was his father?

Another blow to Vegeta's mind. Does that mean I... Well Kakarot's married... his son is entirely too young.... Raditz and Nappa are dead.... Vegeta nearly fell to his knees. Am I his father?!? He was about to fall on the ground in shock when suddenly from out of the gloom arose a thick cloud of fog from the door to the shrine. Emerging from the smoke came Kame and Popo... in chains...