Yes, I had taken a long, well deserved break from this story. Umm, many of you (I think) probably read the G/V story, which I had most of my attention into…so I won't go into detail.

Oh man, I know I'm getting crappier at this…that's why I took so long to come up with this chapter. O2 you are so right. I was going to delete it and re-upload that chapter…but let me try to fix it…hopefully it won't be that bad… *frowns* Tell me if I should go back and just delete it or something…if I can't fix it I'm giving it to you mwahahhaa!

Thanks Mel-chan for the synopsis thingy. You're a life-saver!

And one more thing--I'm so sorry that I took forever to post this out! I had this written up but it needed EDITING and EDITING and some more EDITING! The last thing I want to do is to upload something that's not done to the best of my knowledge! (Well that's my goal anyways)

Unforgettable

Written by the somewhat infamous Goku's Daughter

Chapter 12: No Excuses

            Her dark chocolate eyes locked down on the man below with no hatred, no shame. It was just full of pure of undiluted compassion and love, as she couldn't take anymore of this. She found herself not able to bear anymore of his screams, his harsh cries. In some odd way it seemed like an eternity of witnessing pain over and over. And it hurt. Badly…

Independently, she decided was going to help him whether he liked it or not, even though she was supposed to obey Roshi's wishes. Oh well, not like she ever listened to him any ways. Not like she didn't admit to herself that he was right, she just couldn't bring herself to accept it much longer…

Quietly, she tiptoed silently as possible to Master Roshi's kitchen. Finding the sharpest knife in the stack, she took it by the handle, somewhat surprised that she had no fears about this. Then she pivoted and headed upstairs…towards where Goku was laying in misery.

Did she ever doubt to put herself last when helping another? Of course she did. She was only human…err… part human after all. She had feelings. She was not a rag doll, not a toy. Although she was a result of an obscene experiment meant to someday destroy mankind, she still had feelings, and was certainly entitled to behold feelings and rights. Living with her father, mother and brother, she knew the difference between right and wrong, and she knew right now that she had to help Goku no matter what.

Then she began to think about it in a more 'mature orthodox' way. If she were in his position he would do the same, right? He loved her, right? He would do anything to save her, right? Well probably for the Earth instead—but Goku never had to make the decision to sacrifice anyone to save the Earth. Chika had no misjudgment on the matter as she took the final steps towards the makeshift bed. I know he messed me up, but I KNOW that I can love another human being. This IS the only thing can be done to save him…right?

Taking in a deep breath, Chika effortlessly caressed the icy blade on the right side of her neck, flinching a bit when feeling the intense coldness of the blade. Softly again she did the same until she had the most confidence to actually execute the slicing. Finally, her head won over as she went for the plunge.

In one swift movement, she slashed her skin, ripping it without much emotion, not really caring if some muscle tissue had torn, and not caring if it was opened up for exposure. However, she was human and she had let out surprised breathless gasps. But Chika calmed down a bit when feeling the ruby-like liquid trickle down her tiny neck. Realizing that this was the opposite side that Gohan had last drank blood upon her, she almost laughed in pity…

Now she felt quite foolish. She hadn't expected so much blood to escape from her neck, now feeling the effects of blood loss. A victim of dizziness, she used the strength that she had left, calling upon Master Roshi. With great urgency, she watched Roshi run to her aid, but she refused any of it, directing that aid to her father.

Feeling a little sick, she quickly waved her hand to Master Roshi, signaling him to sit up Goku. As Goku gasped from his own pain, Chika shifted her position to make herself sit closer to her father. With greater rush, she ran her finger over the trail of blood and treating her own father like a child, she gently slid her finger in his mouth. Once he calmed down a bit, she kneeled down beside him, tilting her head to the side, waiting for his lips to rest over the wound. Mater Roshi hesitated but complied with Chika, helping Goku lean his head down over the wound. As he finally did, Chika's response was a small gasp of surprise and pain. She shivered when feeling his saliva mix with her blood and eventually seep into her opened flesh. It was stinging her, a similar sensation when an antiseptic of some sort is placed over a gash or an opened flesh of your own.  

            Goku's conscious came more in control. He didn't know what the hell he was doing, but whatever he was doing, he liked it. Soon, all his senses gradually came into sharper focus as he felt his tongue lapping over some sweet yet sour liquid. It was addicting for him as he began sucking on this thing, wanting more and more of it. As moments passed he realized that he was feasting on some red liquid like as if he was some savage beast. Then, he began thinking; 'fruit punch does not taste like this?' Reluctantly, he moved his head up to see what he was consuming. Almost gasping from surprise, he realized he was drinking blood…from his own daughter.

All she did was to stare back at him wide-eye, almost expecting something. The look she gave him wanted him to drink more so he would be at his strongest. But Goku didn't move, didn't dare to move. He was trying to think of something to say. Something that made sense and something that wouldn't tick her off. But before he could say anything, pain paralyzed him once more as clutched to his gi and passed out...   

            Chika on the other hand stared at her father and using what energy she had left, whispered to Roshi, "His body is filtering the blood…it'll take a little time." She then quickly placed her tiny hand tightly over her wound to stop what was left of the blood flow. As split seconds passed, she too gasped and collapsed on the floor, lying unconscious beside her father.

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            Bardock woke up in cold sweat as his sleep was disturbed from yet another vision—about what's happening on Earth. As soon he was calm, the scar-faced man tried to remember the vision continually, but not like he really wanted to.

Soon, almost everything was in perfect vision. There was his son…in pain… dieing from a disease? He was Saiyan, he could survive it! Can't he? What's going on?

The next vision was of the Prince of all Saiyans… as a Super Saiyan, engulfed in terrible rage.

Another was of a Super Saiyan. It was not Goku and not even the Prince. He looked like the purple haired boy

A different vision was of an old man, a mad creator, releasing two androids... then the androids locking Gero up into someone sort of prison.

Next there was a flash of the Androids taking over and releasing another one of their kind. From there it got all fuzzy. He couldn't quite remember what happened next, couldn't retrace his thoughts, his visions. It was like a blur…like as if he came upon something that he wasn't suppose to see.

Bardock's whole body stiffened as he once tried again to retrace his vision. He knew it was so important that he had to remember. Sitting cross-legged, he begged his brain to recall that damn vision.

He gasped when he heard it.

Gero raped Chika.

 Bardock fell back, not wanting to breathe. He didn't actually see what happened in the past—thankfully not seeing that scene, but saw the old man talk to the Prince, revealing his sin to the Z Senshi. If Bardock found a way to somehow return to the living world, he would himself, seek and kill that unworthy bastard.

Then, involuntarily, another vision flashed into her head.

It was about a girl, 10-ish, looking a lot like Chika but was different in a lot of ways. She had blonde, golden-like, thin, straight hair, which was long enough to fall at her hips. She was young that she wasn't developed yet, as her face was still a bit chubby. Her eyes… her eyes were something else—something very disturbing. It was a blinding yellowish colour but he debated with himself what it actually looked like. Yes it was more like a yellow-lime colour. It was strange actually. The girl was just strange. It looked like she was trapped and surrounded in coldness, suffering, but anticipating for something. That was it. The vision just flashed in his head for a little more than a second, and he didn't know why. Frankly, he didn't want to know why. He decided it would be best if he didn't dwell on anything else...

Noticing that his brain needed a good rest, the Saiyan got up and went in search for anyone up for a good spar…

He needed to get his mind clear on some things…

Then he needed a well-deserved talk with his granddaughter.

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            Chichi repeatedly screamed at Roshi for allowing Chika TO CUT HERSELF just for the sake of Goku! As much as she demanded that Chika shouldn't have done that, she knew she couldn't stop Chika no matter what (but she had to admit, it was fun yelling at Roshi!). That's one thing she's scared of, that little girl. No one controls her. Not Piccolo, not herself, and sometimes she doubted that Goku was able to keep a control on her. It worried her a lot if one day Chika goes crazy, who can stop her? Certainly not Roshi, or Krillin, or… well except the dragonballs. Let's just hope it doesn't have to come down that. But then she wondered why she was even contemplating, or even considering that Chika may go crazy? Oh yes, because Gero had raised her for some time… She couldn't shake off that lingering feeling that Gero made Chika different…but what? Call it a mother's intuition…

Chichi looked down at her husband for the millionth time and wiped the blood off his lips. As she placed the towel back into the bucket she began humming, uneasily gazing over to Chika, and back to Goku. For once she noticed that there are the same in a lot of ways. Powerful, crazy, having the greatest fighting spirit, and it even comes down to cuteness… must she go on? The only things where they're absolutely different were their physical appearance. Even to that, Chichi can see they have the similar features. When they get mad, it's the same face. When they pout, it's still the same face. When they're happy, it's no different. Their eyes are poodles where you can get lost in if you're not careful. It's scary how their irises are so dark—like a midnight black, blending in with the pupils that sometimes when they stare at you they have an uncanny ability to see right through you. What's that quote again… like father-like-son…Well that's not quite right… Sure Gohan was like his father. He looked more like him, okay, they were all the same, but those two…well those two just scared her shitless at times…(AN/ hehe 'cause she only have the most power on Gohan…mwahahaha…poor Gohan)

            Chichi stopped thinking as Chika began to stir which shortly turned into a twitch. With Chika's neck sore, Chichi knew what was the matter.

Quickly, Chichi got up and walked over, almost staggering, to Chika. Hovering over her daughter, Chichi placed her hands over the bandage to rip it off. It was then she heard some disturbing words from Chika's mouth.

            It was a nightmare, a very disturbing and rare nightmare. A nightmare she was able to repress for as long Kami knows, but on this day it decided to transpire again. The little girl mumbled out loudly, "No! Don't hurt me! Don't touch me there! I said…don't…hurt…me…!" Unconsciously, Chika grabbed Chichi's wrist and twist it over, causing Chichi to fall over.

            In a big crash, Roshi came running to see what the matter was. At the sight, he wanted to laugh so hard but kept his mouth shut when Chichi sent him a timely death glare.

            Chika's nightmare had not vanquished quite yet as she went on with the same words over and over. Finally she said something, which made everything make sense. "My pee-pee…"  

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AN/ Sorry to take up your precious time for just one second but this rape thing is SERIOUS ISSUE. I saw on Opera these little wee kids were raped…most likely form the ones they know…like their stepfather or what not. In a testimony trial little kids tend to call their you-know-vagina- a 'pee-pee'. So don't tell me why the hell am I using that word instead… Not like she knows what to call it anyways. Ehehe I just remembered that video when Goku stripped Bulma, thinking that she had no balls…okay, I'm rambling again…

Okay, that is all. Thank you for your time. Yeah maybe I should change the rating for this fic. Oh well, my brother knows what a vagina is and he's 12 years old I think. Actually he knows too much than he's suppose to know.

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            Roshi and Chichi looked at each other as if they seen a ghost. Cautiously, Roshi walked over to Chichi, helping her to get out of Chika's hold by simply bending back the girl's thumbs. When Chichi was able recomposed her posture, she then ripped off the bandage on Chika's neck and cleaned the wound again. Quickly, she applied antiseptic and placed a new bandage over the flesh. It'd be much easier if it was stitched, or if she ate a senzu bean… but if Roshi was right about anything, Chika would heal in no time. All Chichi could have done was trust the old tainted man. But how would this old man help her now…help her shake off this disturbed feeling from the depths of the greatest torment?

Goku was only a couple of metres away, supposedly in an unconscious state. No one was there to see what'd happen next—him suddenly moving even though it was only a twitch. It started with his lower lip to his fingers and arms. Finally, it halted at his toes.

Chichi's and Roshi's ears twitched in response, thinking that they heard something. In unison they turned back, looking at the once-trembling Goku. The look in their eyes was hopeful, continuing to look positive but sadly nothing happened.

Their attention was then turned back at the girl, as they finally knew what was wrong with her. Afraid to say anything, Chichi whispered softly. "She was raped…" It was hard not to suppress any tears.

"Grr…"

Someone growled. Chichi instantly looked at Roshi, thinking he was…err… him having an infatuation of some sort. Roshi raised his hands up in defense, giving her an I-didn't-do-it-look. They both immediately looked at Goku thinking he woke up.

It was like a scene in fairy tale as suddenly everything became quite peaceful. Outside, there were calm waves as the sun was out, shining brightly. The birds were out minding their own business as one can think, "How good can it get?"

Chichi made a confusing look to Roshi, feeling quite foolish believing that Goku would wake up. But her hopes were blown away as a sudden gust of wind blew in, ruffling her hair in various directions. Chichi looked down one last time at Goku.

One eye was hesitantly opened as he growled a bit more audible once again…

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            Gero sat cross-legged in the 'jail cell' where his diabolical androids had locked him up…somewhere. Oh how he wished he could easily escape, but sadly his own brain out matched him this time. The old man cursed at himself sometimes for being so damn smart. Stupid him for creating this stupid cell that will electrically zap oneself; following by a temporary paralysis if one had tried to escape. So his chances of getting out alive were slim to none.

            He took a sniff of the dusty air as he emptied his pockets, finding nothing else to do. Dirt…keys…dirt…pen…some more dirt…ahh. Gero picked up two photographs. One was Chika when she was younger. Gero smile wickedly as it broadened in disgusted thoughts. For Kami's sake, he looked like he was ready to kill someone…or something worse. Gero ran his middle finger over her face as he would then fold the paper neatly and set it in his other pocket.

The next picture was of another girl. She had needle straight, thin, hair, a somewhat chubby face similar as Chika's, only skinnier, possessing the greenish, limiest, yellow demonic eyes. He shuddered a bit as he stared at the picture. He wasn't afraid of this little girl, oh no, he was somewhat happy for her. If Chika couldn't fulfill her plans, surely this demon child would. Gero again neatly folded the paper and laid back for a nap. A long needed nap…

…Happily dreaming of Gochika destroying everything in her path…

            …And if Gochika couldn't do it… he'd dream of his own offspring doing the worst…

            Ah yes, surely his own demon-like offspring would do the worst. But only time will tell…

            She was only ten years old.

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            Trunks mentally slapped himself. Why the hell was he so damn impulsive? Luckily he realized it before he did something stupid… Damn the Saiyan blood…Damn Vegeta's blood running through his veins… Why he thought it was his obligation to get Gero for her…he didn't quite know.

            As he thought about it, there were many occasions where Trunks had acted on impulsive in his own timeline. He remembered clearly, despite his own preference, when there was a girl in trouble…b-because a thug tried to…hurt her…take advantage of her…a similar situation to Chika's.

Anyways, Trunks happened to be in the area and heard her hurtful cries of help. Being cautious as he was, he was too late. He stood there, witnessing this crime, becoming quite shell-shocked to what was happening. He stared down at them was a sad, gloomy expression, watching the thug repeatedly, and mercilessly purging himself into the young teen. Trunks' mind replayed her face over and over again, as she screamed and cried. She was battered and bruised; looking deadly pale, but that didn't stop her to fight back, even though it didn't help. He then remembered himself soon snapped out of his own thoughts, rushing in to save her from further mental and physical sexual persecution by killing the thug in one blow. After his deadly strike, his attention diverted to the girl. Trunks vividly remembered that he did was not to hesitate as he scooped the girl into his arms and send her straight to a near by hospital that was still standing. Her whimpering and cries echoed through his mind. This—no that vulgar event was greatly disturbing… And to find that she was only twelve years of age made it even more sickening.

So maybe his past event made him react so strange. He didn't love—no—like her after all. It was just from his last experience with this type of thing really shook him up. Especially when he knew Chika, he could only imagine what Gero did. It was highly disturbing because Trunks imagination was quite fertile for someone like him. He shuddered violently from his own envisions.

But still there were no excuses. There were no excuses. Everyone had the same feeling but why he promised himself such a great responsibility, he dared not question how his Saiyan blood has affected him. He then felt his scar throbbing. "How can such a little girl bite me and give me this mark… It's making me go insane!"

            The purple-haired boy wanted to talk to his father about this before Vegeta went off training, but was rudely stopped by Piccolo. "Great…how the hell am I supposed to be me?"

            He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I don't like like her. She's just a little girl that I happened to meet…but was raped. Rape… from in her past life… and it's because Gero did it…that's why I'm like this… It's all for revenge… Wow Trunks, how lamer can you get."

            "But really, isn't this a good way to feed my energy. I mean, didn't Gohan say to feed your anger?" He sighed. Kami, he missed Gohan so much. Even though he was in a different timeline where his well beloved sensei was still alive, one would think he would be happy. But to further belief, Tunks wasn't that satisfied. This Gohan wasn't the same, but even so, Trunks needed to protect everyone that he cared for from his timeline in this one.

            After draining his glass of water, his mind was now a bit clearer, feeling a bit better. "No obligations for me. I think I'm obsessed destroying Gero instead. Yes, my crazy obsession to destroy him and all of his androids." He lazily got up. "I'm going to kill him." He has no excuses for any of his crimes…

            Krillin, who happened to barge in, stared at him, "You're going to do what?"

            Trunks blinked and began to stutter, not knowing how much his face changed seeing Krillin looking at him, "L-let's go and destroy Gero's lab." Note to self: I should be more careful when in deep thought…especially when in evil thoughts…

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            Goku cracked his neck to the side, executing the rest of stretching and cracking most of his bones. "I don't see why I should wait. I can sense him from here."

            "Please…don't," she whispered softly. She didn't quite understand this concept of rape, being too young to understand. That's why she couldn't understand the rage Goku must have felt at that moment.

            Chichi gazed over to the side where Goku had destroyed most of the rock underneath the water. Now the water appeared to be really shallow, making the Island seem bigger. Surely Chichi was very concerned for him, especially witnessing her husband doing it out of rage, as it was very difficult to keep her husband under control.   

"Why?" His tone was entirely different from any she heard him use, she found it a little hard to equate this cold, forbidding man with the affable one she'd come to know.

            "What if he comes after me?"

            Goku frowned, not quite understanding her reason. "If he's gone then how can he hurt you?"

            She was now curled up into a ball for her own defense. "His l-legacy will always live on. You should know that by now."

            He crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't follow." His mood was quite foul.

            Chika glared up at him, trying to reason with him. "Fine," she stated in a monotone voice, "If you wish to destroy him, then I'm going to disappear for a while." She took in a deep breath, trying not to breathe to let them see the tears that may fall down her cheek.

            Chichi almost panicked. "Nani!" One would think she was self-centered.

            Gohan, who was passive most of the time, reacted poorly to this. "Why? You're going to be safe here!"

            Lazily, Chika got up and walked in front of her brother. "I'll miss you but I'll be back, when things get back to normal…"

            Goku sat down furiously. "I don't want you to go. What if something bad happens to you?" The jovial man that his family knew was slowly coming back…

            The brunette quickly looked at him and tried to reassure him with a trusting smile. "I'll be safe in the Other World you know." She didn't need to see his face or his reaction as she began to stagger to the door.

            Chichi shrieked and aggressively walked to the door in a sumo manner. "And when did I give you permission to go missy?"

            Chika almost sweat dropped while she stiffened. "Uhh…please? I'll be back soon anyways. You want me safe, right?"

            Chichi bit her lower lip and hesitantly nodded. Her arms were then instantly wrapped around the petite child.

            "I'll be safer in the Other World."

            She held on the girl tighter. "Come back safe too."

            Goku was still deeply upset. "You're not going anywhere," his voice was still cold, dark and a bit too low due to his own belief off wanting her to stay, but underneath it all, it held much concern. He hadn't realized that fatherhood was rubbing off on him. He hadn't realized that he cared so deeply about his daughter, not wanting her to go anywhere. Sometimes he denied the fact that she can reach Super Saiyan. It was his daughter and unlike Gohan, he saw her as a little girl, super saiyan or not, she was vulnerable to a lot of dangers, which he, the father, was suppose to protect her from. Gohan had his own special power to keep him safe. Besides Chichi had an invisible leash on Goku's older son. What that means was Chichi had more power over Gohan, which means Gohan wouldn't be in a dangerous situation to begin with.

            Chika found it difficult to stand straight in front of him. "Daddy, I t-think Gero will h-hurt me if I stay here. Those Android things will find you…and will not spare me…"

            Goku turned to the other way and crossly pouted.

            "Don't be like a baby," she argued.

            "I'm not a baby."

            "Yes you are!"

            Goku grunted. "Fine, go!" he shouted. He watched her jump, witnessing her emotions dip to a cold, icy reaction to his outraged behaviour. Almost immediately his eyebrows curved in sadness. He was too unsure what to say next that'll help make it right. His voice finally became softer as he would try to reason with her, "Okay, fine, but I want you to return when everything is alright." He reached out to affectionately smooth out her hair.

            "…and you promise to deal with Gero?" She was careful to not use the word 'kill'. Her father would never kill a man, let alone another alien.

            Goku made an odd noise in his throat and nodded. "I promise, but only if you promise to come back?"

            She nodded and dropped to her knees, giving him a hard hug.

            As soon she was out of his clutches he didn't give anyone time to react. A frown quickly found its way on his face, as quickly as he used the IT technique to get to his destination…

            Chika only sniffed, heading to the door. On her way she sought her brother, giving him a hard hug. Almost purposely, her mouth was close to his ear, whispering, "Make me proud." Out of his reach, she gave him one long hopeful glance, not really caring at the moment if he knew what she meant by that…

Giving everyone a long wave of good-bye, she called out for Nimbus to take her away for a long while…

MEANWHILE…

            He walked aggressively to the cage, pointing to the man... "You…" The jovial man that people usually knew him by wasn't there. It was just Kakarott on a mission.

            The old man looked up, flashing the younger man a toothy smile. "Ahh, Goku…what brings you here?"

            Goku didn't know what consumed him next. It was like he totally lost himself by looking at him. Red Ribbon Army… Androids…Female abuse, murder, and rape…forceful pregnancy…  "You did so many wrong things; you should know why I'm here." His voice was so deep and unobstructed. Although he looked so confident like he was ready to kill, he could feel himself shaking…violently. His hands had instinctively curled into a tight fist, also uncontrollably trembling out of hatred for this man.

            The muscular man didn't give Gero a second chance to blink, as his next move was on impulse. Destroying the control panel in a second, he found it quite amusing that he was actually giving Gero a chance to escape. Why wouldn't he?

            And Gero desperately tried, knowing it was his only way out. Rushing, he got up as quickly as he can, trying to run the opposite direction of Goku. Freedom was right around the corner…

Or not…

            Goku walked dangerously through the ash and dust, through the ruckus he had created. To him, it seemed like nothing happened. A sudden blinding flash of light materialized as he transformed into a Super Saiyan, not allowing Gero to escape. Quickly he flew to the old man, grabbing him by his throat, admitting that he was showing him no mercy.

            With his back towards him, Gero was scared. He didn't know Goku was this strong. But he knew Goku was consumed in rage and was bound to make a mistake…if he dared to… Struggling, he whispered with a raspy voice, "You don't want to kill me."

            Goku didn't loosen his grip. "Why wouldn't I"

            It was difficult for him to talk, let alone breathe at all. "I know how to destroy the androids."

            This time, Goku almost loosened his grip in thought. "Do you?"

            Gero frantically nodded.

            Goku chuckled a bit. For once he allowed himself to let out a sadistic laugh. "Well I. Don't. Care." In an instant he snapped Gero's head off his body with his right hand. Quickly finishing his duty, he disintegrated Gero in many bits and eventually made any trace of Gero disappear—or at least he tried until he was snapped back into reality.

            He realized what he just did. Goku ignored the pool of purple blood and sat down. He loved that feeling of destroying him, yet there was a feeling of sadness…and feeling somewhat ashamed was left inside of him. He wasn't acting like himself. That had quite scared him for a moment. He should have given Gero a second chance.

            Goku sniffed, only to smell the fresh juices of blood. A bit disgusted about himself, he whispered, "I have an excuse, don't I?"

            He almost lay back in misinterpret thoughts as he suddenly felt a surge of grief running through his veins. "But he created the androids that destroyed so much in Trunks timeline…including the Z senshi and my son… and he hurt Chika—killed Ashley… He has no excuses, right?" If Goku didn't kill him, someone else would. Whether it'd be Vegeta for just pleasure, or Trunks for cruel vengeance for what happened in his timeline, Gero would be finished sooner or later.

            It'd be the sooner.

            In a bloody gi Goku shut his eyes closed. Yeah, for once in a long time, Goku was sure about something…Gero had no excuses.

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*looks around* I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK MY FOREVER TO UPDATE! I admit I had a bit of a writer's block on what to do on the next chapter, as I don't find it fun at all to re-write anything on the series… So I had to find a way to get around that—and I did! *eyes sparkle*

Well anyways, I hoped you liked the part when Gero died…ehehe…now I'm debating with myself if I should bring him back. Well now I just introduced that he has a daughter, but she won't be mentioned in the fic in a very long time. And don't worry, she'll probably be back with more vengeance on Chika than we'll ever imagine. Ehehe…Gero's enemy is Goku, and Gero's daughter's enemy is Goku's daughter…eeehehe… that's so cool!! I just realized that. Isn't that so smart??

Anyways reviews are greatly appreciated as always.

~*~ Goku's Daughter ~*~