"Wow your dad must know how to fight."
"Yes he did." Bra said with agony
"You seem sad, why?"
" Let me tell you I have had a horrible childhood. My father was very proud man. He died before I was born. I didn't know him until I was ten. He was wished back by the dragonballs. My mother loved him so much she would tell me how they fought and how it amused him. She seemed so depressed all those years. He always called me his princess and I was to him. I was trained by Gohan and Trunks before he came back to life. My brother and mother hugged him with open arms. I on the other hand did not. I was to shy to approuch him. But he came over to me. He picked me up and told me that I was to spend the day with him. I spent the day with him and I found that he was caring and loved us very much but he never showed that to anyone else. But then 3 years later the andriods came. He fought so hard. He died with honor. My mother died shortly afterward. She died of a broken heart. My brother had to work two jobs to support us. He went to collage while I went to middle school. I was never loving. I'm emontionless. I have no fear in my heart because I have nothing to lose expect my daughter which I will have to leave her with Trunks when I die."
Vegeta listen closely to her story. He never knew the girl had suffered so much. He had to give her cerdit she masked her emotions very well.
Goku's ship crashed to the earth. He climbed out. He looked around and saw all his friends. But there were 3 people he didn't know.
"Hey guys!"
"Goku welcome home."
Goku stared at the girl with long black hair.