-----Told
Goku wanted to hold his little grandson, but he looked at them all with wide dark eyes with a look of pure confusion and anger.
He had insisted to Goten that he be there when they tell him how he was the reincarnate of the dragon. He was beginning to think that was a bad idea.
The poor kid.
"That is why I was attacked?" He said between sobs. "Can I do that?"
Soyna shook her head. "You lost that power," she said. "He wanted a normal life for himself and it would free us of the threats that."
"Grandpapa attacked me because he thought he could really get Oma back!" The boy yelled. "If I had known about it, maybe I could learn the ability!" His whole little body was shaking. Cyrus was not taking the new well. "That is not freeing us from the threats."
"Son, it doesn't work that way."
"Where did all the energy go?" Cyrus said.
"We don't know," Goku said. "We thought that the dragon."
The boy's angry eyes now turned to him. "You were unstoppable in battle when you were fused with the dragon, right? Well, shouldn't I be at least stronger than a human? What the hell went wrong?"
"Cyrus," Goten said.
"Well!" He was not backing down. The boy was angry. A thing that he seldom saw in him. He was usually a very patient and calm kid, which would just wait for the right opportunity and then, he would get back. He never got angry. Of course, Shelong was. well, not exactly the most patient of creatures.
Soyna was looking at her hands. "I do not know," she said. "It had never been done before."
"So you tested it on me!"
"I had no choice," Soyna said and it sounded as if she were fighting tears. "I had no choice at all. Benot had died in my arms."
"So, you risked my life instead," he snapped. He was not a pretty looking kid when he was angry. He looked as if he could attack them at any minute and rip them apart if it wasn't for the fact that he had to take a puff off his inhaler. "Just because Goku was not smart enough to hold control of the dragon balls, doesn't mean, I should been suffering because of this."
Goku lowered his head. Yeah, it was his fault. He had lost a lot of sleep over losing control like he did and blamed himself for a lot. Of course, he told no one that he felt that way. He was Goku. He wasn't supposed to have any worries.
"Cyrus," Soyna sighed. "I wanted nothing more than you to live a peaceful life."
"Oh! Right! In this family! Peaceful! You have got to be kidding!" Cyrus said and gave then all a glare and then stormed out of the room.
They stood in silence for a little while.
"I'm sorry," Goku said. "If I only understood what the dragon wanted from me sooner, none of this would have happened." After all, it was his entire fault.
"Don't blame yourself dad. You could not have known," Goten said.
Soyna was silent.
"I should have," Goku said. "I really should have." Of course, he wasn't about to say, that if he would have just kept traveling like he wanted too.. He didn't understand why he had came to this planet and it did take him awhile to remember whom he was and whom everyone else was.. If he only were still wandering. none of this would have happened. Of course, Soyna would still be dead and Goten would be heart broken. damn it. You couldn't win, no matter what you did!
..............
Trunks found that he couldn't even talk to his father. He was giving out the silent treatment again and he stood silently looking out the window, but not really looking at anything. He had never seen his dad act like this and he didn't know how to handle it at all.
He tried to talk to him, but it was like talking to a wall.
He gave up and went to work. He told his dad that there was plenty of food in the kitchen and that Pan would be home with the girls around 4.
No response.
He hoped his dad would snap out of it. Maybe if Soyna. but he knew that wasn't going to happen. He had brought up the topic with Goten and he looked totally aghast. "What do you mean? She got mad at me when I told her that he was still alive! She never wants to see him again and is determined to kill him, if she does see him! I don't want to see her turn into that beast again."
He shook his head.
Soyna and Bulma were the only ones that ever got through to him and both were not obtainable any longer.
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Cyrus never knew that he could be so angry. He also doubted that he could feel so bad afterward. But at the same time, he couldn't go back and apologize. They should have told him! He was part dragon! And not just any dragon, the eternal dragon that could grant wishes! He had heard stories about the dragon, had heard lots of stories but they were usually hushed when he entered the room. He now understood why!
What if he had the power in his somewhere? I mean, it had to go somewhere! He just had no idea how he was going to tap it!
He sighed as he stopped walking. He wasn't supposed to go far from the compound, but he already saw that he was nearly 10 blocks away from home.
He was the only one with that restriction. He was the only one that couldn't defend himself. he sighed and kept on walking. He didn't want to go home yet.
...............
Vegeta wanted to leave but that meant that he had to go into the house that he once shared with. he didn't have the heart for that just yet. It was too painful here. Everything reminded him of the greatest loss in his life. He had to get away from it all. and just .. Go.
He looked at the clock. It was nearly 3. Soon, the house would be filling with people, an occasion that he normally would be looking forward too, but not today. Pan would be home and look at him with her big dark eyes filled with pity. Gem would look at him and look as if she wanted to go and spar and Crystal would hide in her room.
Just the greeting he was hoping to avoid and he would, if he could just get the energy to walk over to his room and lock the door securely behind him. He wouldn't sleep but at least he would not have to deal with people.
He turned and was shocked to see Crystal standing and staring wide eyed at him.
He was shocked to see her there and she chewed her lip and pushed back a wave of her purple hair out of her face. She resembled Trunk's so much and was starting to look like a woman. He didn't notice before. Of course, he wouldn't notice her. She was going to grow into a beautiful woman. Her eyes were the same blue but she was starting to get a figure. just like her grandmothers.damn it.. He didn't want to think of HER! He didn't want to think of HER!
"Hi Grandpa," she said in a low voice, gentle and small. The hair that she pulled back fell back over her face. She was still so tiny. Was it his imagination that he saw images of the woman that she was going to be?
He just stared at her and started to leave the room.
"I miss Grandma too," she said in that gentle voice. He looked over to her. She kept chewing her lip.
Was she trying to comfort him? He didn't want anyone's sympathy! Least of all from a child!
She took a tentative step forward and pushed her hair back again. "I don't want you to leave."
How did she know he was thinking that? He stared at her as she looked at the floor and chewed her lip. "Please grandpa. it would be so much better if you stayed. Soyna will get over it in time. Please. We need you here," she said and then looked right into his eyes. It took him off guard. He took a step back from her. His unassuming grandchild was hiding something and he was pretty sure he didn't want to know about it.
"How did you know?" he said.
She shrugged. "Just don't leave," she said. "I will be bad if you do."
He shook his head. She was probably touching that stupid silver ball and that told her that he was going to leave.
He turned on his heel and went into his room.
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He stood in front of the silver ball and stared at his warped image of himself in it. He had not touched it in a long time and didn't like touching it. It usually gave him a headache and he was often scared, that he would see something again. It hadn't made any beeping noises to warn them of anything like it did the last time.
Benot reached out with his good hand and touched the shiny surface of the annoying warning device.
His eyes grew wide as he did see something! It showed an image of Vegeta and his mother fighting.. He pulled away with disgust. they had already fought. Stupid ball must be broken! It was showing him the past!
He really had wasted that wish on that stupid so-called warning device.
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"But sis!" Junior said and had a door slammed in his face. He sighed heavily. He was getting used to the softer side of his sister that had emerged in the last five years and he didn't know how to handle the anger prone woman that she once was. And he could see by the look on Goten's face, that he was lost as well.
"She doesn't want anyone near her right now," Goten said with a wry smile. "She is still mad at me over cutting off her tail."
Junior blinked. Oh. That was right. He had forgotten about that.
"Well, she is actually mad at me, because I laughed at her when she stumbled over her own two feet," he said. "I couldn't help it. She was walking like a year old who still didn't have their balance! I thought it was cute. She doesn't."
Junior just shook his head. "I really hope she gets out of this dark mood!"
"So do I," Goten said and stuffed his hands deep into his jean and sighed heavily. "Want to come look for Cyrus with me?"
"What?"
"Well, we told Cyrus about the dragon and all and he stormed out. he hasn't come back yet," Goten said. "He got really mad at us."
Junior patted his friend's shoulder.
.......
He was officially lost now. He chewed his lip and played with his inhaler as he looked around. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he forgot to pay attention to where he was going.
He recognized nothing! He was near some shopping center that he didn't recognize. it wasn't one of the areas mom ever took in to shop at. And worst of all, he couldn't see any policemen or people in uniform either.
He started to walk again. He had to find someone who could tell him how to get home. He could go into one of the stores and the clerks would be happy to tell him where he was. But he was nervous about it. he didn't want total strangers thinking he was a weakling like most of his family did.
His parents wouldn't say it outright, but they knew that there was something wrong with him. He should be strong. He knew it. Something went wrong. He should not be so weak. He was not stupid. he was smarter.he felt his eyes starting to water again. He didn't want to cry! Babies cried! He wasn't a baby! Weakling cried! He wasn't a weakling! He didn't want to be the oddball. He rubbed his eyes and tried to chew on his lip harder to stop the threat of the tears that were surly going to flood forth if he didn't get himself under control. He just wanted to be an ordinary boy! Well, not an ordinary boy. He wanted to be able to keep up to his brothers and sister without having to carry the stupid inhaler.
He grabbed it and looked at it as if it were an evil thing! It was evil! He tore it off his neck and threw it aside and it limply fell to the sidewalk. He used all his force in that throw and there was nothing. not even a shattering of the plastic case.
The tears started to flow down his cheeks.
It wasn't fair!
Why did they do that! Why did mom do that! Why!
"Hey there little guy." He looked up to see a blond hair man smiling down at him and holding his inhaler. "You dropped this."
"I AM NOT LITTLE!" He yelled. He couldn't help it. He didn't like being called a little. The tears kept coming.
The guy gave a shocked look for a second but recovered. "Sorry." He said quickly. "I thought you could use a little help. Are you lost?"
He wiped his cheeks furiously. "NO! I can find my way home. I'm not an idiot. I am not as helpless as they think I am!"
"I'm sure your not, but it is okay to ask for help," The guy said. "I ask for help all the time."
He shook his head. "I am not a weakling!" his voice was a little calmer. The guy was trying to be nice to him. Wait a minute; was he one of those freaks that liked little boys? He took a step back from the man and looked at him again. He read about those things in the paper.
"Now, where do you live and I will point you in the right direction. I won't help, unless you like wandering the streets after dark and I don't recommend that. The freaks come out at night, you know."
Well, it couldn't hurt to tell him. maybe he could get home. He wiped his cheeks again. The angry tears had left him again. He told him.
The guy blanched.
What was his problem?
"Great," he said to himself. "Just great." The man sighed. "Your mom, she isn't. her name isn't Soyna, is it?"
He looked at the guy, shocked. How did he know that?
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Trunk's was happy to see his daughter sitting at the table working on her homework already. She was such an independent girl and Pan had called her worriedly when she didn't wait at the usual spot to be picked up from school. She had told Gem that she wanted to go home and just walked home.
"How was today?" he asked her. She looked up and smiled. She certainly was going to be a heartbreaker when she grew up.
"Okay," she said. "You should go talk to grandpa." He blinked at her. She never talked about Vegeta. She was scared of him. "He is thinking of leaving. You have to stop him."
"And why is that?" he said.
She shrugged. "I will be bad if he does," she said and then went back to her books. Giving no more explanation. When he asked her why it would be bad, she pushed her long purple hair away from her face and said that it just was. "I have lots of homework dad."
He stood there for a bit. Talk to his father? He couldn't even a grunt out of him, how was he supposed to talk to his father.
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A/N
What does Crystal know? Can you guess who the guy is that is helping Cyrus? Did Benot misinterpret the silver ball? Will Trunks be able to talk to his father? Will Vegeta leave? Sigh. Did I leave out a question?
Review. next chapter.
Goku wanted to hold his little grandson, but he looked at them all with wide dark eyes with a look of pure confusion and anger.
He had insisted to Goten that he be there when they tell him how he was the reincarnate of the dragon. He was beginning to think that was a bad idea.
The poor kid.
"That is why I was attacked?" He said between sobs. "Can I do that?"
Soyna shook her head. "You lost that power," she said. "He wanted a normal life for himself and it would free us of the threats that."
"Grandpapa attacked me because he thought he could really get Oma back!" The boy yelled. "If I had known about it, maybe I could learn the ability!" His whole little body was shaking. Cyrus was not taking the new well. "That is not freeing us from the threats."
"Son, it doesn't work that way."
"Where did all the energy go?" Cyrus said.
"We don't know," Goku said. "We thought that the dragon."
The boy's angry eyes now turned to him. "You were unstoppable in battle when you were fused with the dragon, right? Well, shouldn't I be at least stronger than a human? What the hell went wrong?"
"Cyrus," Goten said.
"Well!" He was not backing down. The boy was angry. A thing that he seldom saw in him. He was usually a very patient and calm kid, which would just wait for the right opportunity and then, he would get back. He never got angry. Of course, Shelong was. well, not exactly the most patient of creatures.
Soyna was looking at her hands. "I do not know," she said. "It had never been done before."
"So you tested it on me!"
"I had no choice," Soyna said and it sounded as if she were fighting tears. "I had no choice at all. Benot had died in my arms."
"So, you risked my life instead," he snapped. He was not a pretty looking kid when he was angry. He looked as if he could attack them at any minute and rip them apart if it wasn't for the fact that he had to take a puff off his inhaler. "Just because Goku was not smart enough to hold control of the dragon balls, doesn't mean, I should been suffering because of this."
Goku lowered his head. Yeah, it was his fault. He had lost a lot of sleep over losing control like he did and blamed himself for a lot. Of course, he told no one that he felt that way. He was Goku. He wasn't supposed to have any worries.
"Cyrus," Soyna sighed. "I wanted nothing more than you to live a peaceful life."
"Oh! Right! In this family! Peaceful! You have got to be kidding!" Cyrus said and gave then all a glare and then stormed out of the room.
They stood in silence for a little while.
"I'm sorry," Goku said. "If I only understood what the dragon wanted from me sooner, none of this would have happened." After all, it was his entire fault.
"Don't blame yourself dad. You could not have known," Goten said.
Soyna was silent.
"I should have," Goku said. "I really should have." Of course, he wasn't about to say, that if he would have just kept traveling like he wanted too.. He didn't understand why he had came to this planet and it did take him awhile to remember whom he was and whom everyone else was.. If he only were still wandering. none of this would have happened. Of course, Soyna would still be dead and Goten would be heart broken. damn it. You couldn't win, no matter what you did!
..............
Trunks found that he couldn't even talk to his father. He was giving out the silent treatment again and he stood silently looking out the window, but not really looking at anything. He had never seen his dad act like this and he didn't know how to handle it at all.
He tried to talk to him, but it was like talking to a wall.
He gave up and went to work. He told his dad that there was plenty of food in the kitchen and that Pan would be home with the girls around 4.
No response.
He hoped his dad would snap out of it. Maybe if Soyna. but he knew that wasn't going to happen. He had brought up the topic with Goten and he looked totally aghast. "What do you mean? She got mad at me when I told her that he was still alive! She never wants to see him again and is determined to kill him, if she does see him! I don't want to see her turn into that beast again."
He shook his head.
Soyna and Bulma were the only ones that ever got through to him and both were not obtainable any longer.
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Cyrus never knew that he could be so angry. He also doubted that he could feel so bad afterward. But at the same time, he couldn't go back and apologize. They should have told him! He was part dragon! And not just any dragon, the eternal dragon that could grant wishes! He had heard stories about the dragon, had heard lots of stories but they were usually hushed when he entered the room. He now understood why!
What if he had the power in his somewhere? I mean, it had to go somewhere! He just had no idea how he was going to tap it!
He sighed as he stopped walking. He wasn't supposed to go far from the compound, but he already saw that he was nearly 10 blocks away from home.
He was the only one with that restriction. He was the only one that couldn't defend himself. he sighed and kept on walking. He didn't want to go home yet.
...............
Vegeta wanted to leave but that meant that he had to go into the house that he once shared with. he didn't have the heart for that just yet. It was too painful here. Everything reminded him of the greatest loss in his life. He had to get away from it all. and just .. Go.
He looked at the clock. It was nearly 3. Soon, the house would be filling with people, an occasion that he normally would be looking forward too, but not today. Pan would be home and look at him with her big dark eyes filled with pity. Gem would look at him and look as if she wanted to go and spar and Crystal would hide in her room.
Just the greeting he was hoping to avoid and he would, if he could just get the energy to walk over to his room and lock the door securely behind him. He wouldn't sleep but at least he would not have to deal with people.
He turned and was shocked to see Crystal standing and staring wide eyed at him.
He was shocked to see her there and she chewed her lip and pushed back a wave of her purple hair out of her face. She resembled Trunk's so much and was starting to look like a woman. He didn't notice before. Of course, he wouldn't notice her. She was going to grow into a beautiful woman. Her eyes were the same blue but she was starting to get a figure. just like her grandmothers.damn it.. He didn't want to think of HER! He didn't want to think of HER!
"Hi Grandpa," she said in a low voice, gentle and small. The hair that she pulled back fell back over her face. She was still so tiny. Was it his imagination that he saw images of the woman that she was going to be?
He just stared at her and started to leave the room.
"I miss Grandma too," she said in that gentle voice. He looked over to her. She kept chewing her lip.
Was she trying to comfort him? He didn't want anyone's sympathy! Least of all from a child!
She took a tentative step forward and pushed her hair back again. "I don't want you to leave."
How did she know he was thinking that? He stared at her as she looked at the floor and chewed her lip. "Please grandpa. it would be so much better if you stayed. Soyna will get over it in time. Please. We need you here," she said and then looked right into his eyes. It took him off guard. He took a step back from her. His unassuming grandchild was hiding something and he was pretty sure he didn't want to know about it.
"How did you know?" he said.
She shrugged. "Just don't leave," she said. "I will be bad if you do."
He shook his head. She was probably touching that stupid silver ball and that told her that he was going to leave.
He turned on his heel and went into his room.
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He stood in front of the silver ball and stared at his warped image of himself in it. He had not touched it in a long time and didn't like touching it. It usually gave him a headache and he was often scared, that he would see something again. It hadn't made any beeping noises to warn them of anything like it did the last time.
Benot reached out with his good hand and touched the shiny surface of the annoying warning device.
His eyes grew wide as he did see something! It showed an image of Vegeta and his mother fighting.. He pulled away with disgust. they had already fought. Stupid ball must be broken! It was showing him the past!
He really had wasted that wish on that stupid so-called warning device.
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"But sis!" Junior said and had a door slammed in his face. He sighed heavily. He was getting used to the softer side of his sister that had emerged in the last five years and he didn't know how to handle the anger prone woman that she once was. And he could see by the look on Goten's face, that he was lost as well.
"She doesn't want anyone near her right now," Goten said with a wry smile. "She is still mad at me over cutting off her tail."
Junior blinked. Oh. That was right. He had forgotten about that.
"Well, she is actually mad at me, because I laughed at her when she stumbled over her own two feet," he said. "I couldn't help it. She was walking like a year old who still didn't have their balance! I thought it was cute. She doesn't."
Junior just shook his head. "I really hope she gets out of this dark mood!"
"So do I," Goten said and stuffed his hands deep into his jean and sighed heavily. "Want to come look for Cyrus with me?"
"What?"
"Well, we told Cyrus about the dragon and all and he stormed out. he hasn't come back yet," Goten said. "He got really mad at us."
Junior patted his friend's shoulder.
.......
He was officially lost now. He chewed his lip and played with his inhaler as he looked around. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he forgot to pay attention to where he was going.
He recognized nothing! He was near some shopping center that he didn't recognize. it wasn't one of the areas mom ever took in to shop at. And worst of all, he couldn't see any policemen or people in uniform either.
He started to walk again. He had to find someone who could tell him how to get home. He could go into one of the stores and the clerks would be happy to tell him where he was. But he was nervous about it. he didn't want total strangers thinking he was a weakling like most of his family did.
His parents wouldn't say it outright, but they knew that there was something wrong with him. He should be strong. He knew it. Something went wrong. He should not be so weak. He was not stupid. he was smarter.he felt his eyes starting to water again. He didn't want to cry! Babies cried! He wasn't a baby! Weakling cried! He wasn't a weakling! He didn't want to be the oddball. He rubbed his eyes and tried to chew on his lip harder to stop the threat of the tears that were surly going to flood forth if he didn't get himself under control. He just wanted to be an ordinary boy! Well, not an ordinary boy. He wanted to be able to keep up to his brothers and sister without having to carry the stupid inhaler.
He grabbed it and looked at it as if it were an evil thing! It was evil! He tore it off his neck and threw it aside and it limply fell to the sidewalk. He used all his force in that throw and there was nothing. not even a shattering of the plastic case.
The tears started to flow down his cheeks.
It wasn't fair!
Why did they do that! Why did mom do that! Why!
"Hey there little guy." He looked up to see a blond hair man smiling down at him and holding his inhaler. "You dropped this."
"I AM NOT LITTLE!" He yelled. He couldn't help it. He didn't like being called a little. The tears kept coming.
The guy gave a shocked look for a second but recovered. "Sorry." He said quickly. "I thought you could use a little help. Are you lost?"
He wiped his cheeks furiously. "NO! I can find my way home. I'm not an idiot. I am not as helpless as they think I am!"
"I'm sure your not, but it is okay to ask for help," The guy said. "I ask for help all the time."
He shook his head. "I am not a weakling!" his voice was a little calmer. The guy was trying to be nice to him. Wait a minute; was he one of those freaks that liked little boys? He took a step back from the man and looked at him again. He read about those things in the paper.
"Now, where do you live and I will point you in the right direction. I won't help, unless you like wandering the streets after dark and I don't recommend that. The freaks come out at night, you know."
Well, it couldn't hurt to tell him. maybe he could get home. He wiped his cheeks again. The angry tears had left him again. He told him.
The guy blanched.
What was his problem?
"Great," he said to himself. "Just great." The man sighed. "Your mom, she isn't. her name isn't Soyna, is it?"
He looked at the guy, shocked. How did he know that?
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Trunk's was happy to see his daughter sitting at the table working on her homework already. She was such an independent girl and Pan had called her worriedly when she didn't wait at the usual spot to be picked up from school. She had told Gem that she wanted to go home and just walked home.
"How was today?" he asked her. She looked up and smiled. She certainly was going to be a heartbreaker when she grew up.
"Okay," she said. "You should go talk to grandpa." He blinked at her. She never talked about Vegeta. She was scared of him. "He is thinking of leaving. You have to stop him."
"And why is that?" he said.
She shrugged. "I will be bad if he does," she said and then went back to her books. Giving no more explanation. When he asked her why it would be bad, she pushed her long purple hair away from her face and said that it just was. "I have lots of homework dad."
He stood there for a bit. Talk to his father? He couldn't even a grunt out of him, how was he supposed to talk to his father.
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A/N
What does Crystal know? Can you guess who the guy is that is helping Cyrus? Did Benot misinterpret the silver ball? Will Trunks be able to talk to his father? Will Vegeta leave? Sigh. Did I leave out a question?
Review. next chapter.