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This is probably the longest chapter in the fic. Hope you don't get bored.

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Chapter 2

I've said this before, no matter how hard I try. I can't help be bored while this world passes by…

7 years later

   It was a gorgeous day outside. On that spring morning, the sun peaked through the thick leaves, reflecting a rainbow effect off the morning dew. Most people would be sleeping in, savoring the rest they had. Most people would not even step outside, in fear of being killed.

   But two boys did not care. They had not a care in the world. They loved one thing and one thing only—martial arts.

   Seven years later, Goten and Trunks lived out in the mountains, not really knowing what was happening in the real world. ChiChi had been training them to fight as long as they could remember. They did not know why she did it, but they knew one thing. They loved the sport.

   Goten's face lit up as he blocked a surprise attack from Trunks. Wiping sweat from his forehead, he disappeared into the air. A few minutes later, Goten and Trunks were on the ground in fighting stance. Both Trunks and Goten smirked at each other. Trunks then ran towards Goten. Raising his arms, Goten blocked a round of punches and kicks from Trunks. Goten then threw his arm forward, and hit Trunks in the face. Trunks cringed, and kicked at Goten's side. This went on for about five minutes. Finally, Trunks led out a huge scream, making his hair go yellow, and his eyes turn green. He smirked at Goten.

   Goten smirked back. Also powering up, Goten went through the same transformation. He then went back into fighting stance.

   "So, you can do it too Goten."

   "Yeah. Now, can we please get on with this?"

   "Fine by me."

   Goten lunged towards Trunks. As soon as their fight resumed, a loud yelling stopped them.

   "Goten! Trunks! Time for breakfast!"

   Goten and Trunks looked at each other hungrily. Food…the one thing they loved almost as much as fighting. Trunks' face lit up.

   "Hey, I'll race you there."

   "Okay. Ready, set, go!"

   And they were off!

~*~

   Trunks and Goten ran into the kitchen. Food was already piled high onto the table, just waiting for them to devour it. Goten and Trunks sat down, and started to shove the food into their mouths.

   ChiChi sat down with her own plate of food. "So boys, you're training is going well."

   Both boys nodded.

   "Anything new I should know about?"

   Trunks swallowed his food. "We can transform. Our hair turns yellow and our eyes turn green. Is there a name for that?" He shoved some more food into his mouth.

   ChiChi silently thanked whoever made them transform. It was the greatest news she had heard in a long time. A huge smile broke across her face. "It's called a Super Saya-Jin. You boys should be proud of yourself."

   By this time, Goten and Trunks were through with their meals. In a flash, they were both running out the door.

   "Bye mom!"

   "Bye ChiChi!"

    ChiChi waved, and the boys disappeared.

~*~

   "So Trunks. Why are you living with us?"

   Trunks raised an eyebrow at Goten. "Why?"

   "Well, I know we're not related. Where are your mom and dad? You never told me why you live with us."

   Trunks turned cold. "That's my business, and mine only." He clenched his fists.

   "But.."

   "But nothing! Leave me alone!" Trunks then flew off, leaving Goten confused. Goten pulled a small strand of hair out of his eyes. If he could not get the answers out of Trunks, he would just get them out of his mother. So he turned around and headed back home.

~*~

   Goten walked into the house. Finding ChiChi cleaning, he took in a deep breath and ventured to ask her the question.

   "Mom?"

   ChiChi turned around and smiled at Goten. "What is it?"

   "What happened to Trunks' parents?"

   ChiChi's face turned sad as she sat down on the couch. "They were murdered."

   "By who?" Goten asked, sitting beside her.

   "A monster."

   "Is he still around."

   "Yes, very much alive."

   "I have another question." Goten's eyes were now watering. "Why don't I have a father and a brother?"

   A few tears fell from ChiChi's eyes. She was still heartbroken, after seven years. "They were murdered too." She whispered.

   "The same monster?"

   ChiChi shook her head up and down.

   "What's his name?"

   ChiChi looked at Goten. "Cell" she paused for a moment before roughly grabbing Goten. "Promise me you won't go near him! Please! Promise!"

   Goten looked at his mother. He was surprised to see her so sad. "I promise."

   ChiChi's eyes softened. "Good. Now, where's Trunks?"

   Goten was about the answer, when he felt a ki flare up. "I think I know. I have to go. Bye." Goten quickly started to run out.

   "Be careful Goten!"

   "I will! Love you!"

   And he disappeared.

   After Goten left, ChiChi opened a drawer. Taking out a picture, she looked at it. It was of her, Goku, and Gohan. She traced her fingers across Goku's face, outlining the smile Goku was wearing. A few tears fell, and slid down the glass of the picture frame, leaving a few water streaks. She then looked down at the boy in Goku's arms. Gohan smiled up at ChiChi, like the naïve boy he was. The picture must have been taken before he learned to fight, for he was wearing his green pants, yellow shirt, and the hat with the dragonball on top. ChiChi clutched the picture to her heart and fell onto the couch.

~*~

   Goten quickly flew into the city. There was a sight he had never seen before—mass destruction. Buildings were cracked, and cars were crashed into each other. A thin layer of dust filled the air as the wind kicked up. Goten landed on a broken car and searched for Trunks' ki. After locating it, he headed to the west side of the city.

   While he was in the air, Goten saw three creatures. A boy, a girl, and something else he could not figure out. Quickly landing, he ran over to Trunks.

   "What's going on here?" Goten asked, glancing nervously from Trunks to the creature.

   "This thing here was trying to hurt that girl."

   Goten scanned the creature. He had green skin with black dots. He also had a white face with an evil smirk plastered on it. The creature had wings, and its tail did not look like one to mess with.

   "Who are you?" Goten demanded.

   The creature looked at Goten, almost shocked. "You look exactly like him…"

   "Like who? Speak up!"  He put his guard up.

   "Your father is Son Goku, is he not?"

   Goten put down his guard. "You know him?"

   The creature laughed. "Know him? I'm the one who killed him." He then looked at Trunks. "You have a remarkably strong resemblance to Vegeta."

   Trunks stared with cold eyes. "He died when I was a baby. I don't remember him."

   "Better off you don't. He was a weakling. I killed him off easily."

   Both Goten and Trunks put their hands into fists.

   "Who are you?" Goten said through gritted teeth.

   "I am Cell, the ultimate creation. Now come on boys. If neither of your fathers could beat me, how do you expect to?"

   Trunks and Goten just stared at Cell, with nothing to say.

   "My, my. I can see some fighting potential in you boys. I'll let you off the hook for now. Be prepared for later battle. So long for now." And with that, Cell lifted off and blasted through the sky.

   Trunks turned around and looked at the girl in front of him. She had raven black hair that tied into two loose pigtails. She wore a gray t-shirt and black biker shorts. She also had biker gloves on her hands. She looked back up at Trunks painfully as she clutched her right ankle.

   "Are you all right?" Trunks asked, bending besides her.

   "Yeah…I'm fine." She lifted herself off the ground. As soon as she stood up she fell forward, Trunks catching her right before she hit the ground.

   "It doesn't look like it. I think it might be broken." Trunks looked over at Goten. "Hey Goten. She's got a sprained ankle. Let's bring her to your mom. She can help."

   Goten ran over. "Okay." He lifted one of the girl's arms over his shoulders. Trunks took the other one and draped it over his. At the same time, both boys lifted off the ground, leaving the girl's legs dangling in mid air.

   "Oh my god, you can fly." She said nervously "Don't drop me…"

   "You're fine!" Trunks said confidently. "We're pros at this, right Goten?"

   "Right!"

   The girl held on tightly to the boys' shoulders. Wherever they were taking her, it had to be good. She did not think two kids could be a threat to her.

   "So…" She said, trying to make conversation. "How old are you?"

   "I'm seven, and Trunks is eight" Goten said, motioning his head towards Trunks. "How old are you?"

   "Eighteen."

   "Wow, that's old!"

   "HEY!" The girl exclaimed, squirming a bit. "I'm not old!"

   "Stop moving! Jeesh. We're almost there." As soon as Goten said this, him and Trunks were already making their descent down to their home.

    Quickly touching the ground, Goten left Trunks to go inside. A few minutes later, he walked out beside ChiChi. Seeing the girl, ChiChi quickly ran to her.

   "Who did you bring home?"

   Trunks shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Cell was going to hurt her."

   "Cell? Where is he?" ChiChi said in a panicky voice.

   Trunks shrugged his shoulders again. "I don't know. He left us."

   ChiChi sighed. "Let's get her inside."

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Preview of the next chapter:

ChiChi stood up. "Just what I thought. It's broken. You'll have to stay off it for a while."

   "What am I supposed to do?" The girl whined.

   "You can stay here. Now, I won't have any strangers in the house, so what's your name?"

   "Videl Satan ma'am."

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