A/n: Okay I got one review asking me if I knew that one day in the real world is a year in the hyperbolic time chamber. Yes I did know that and that is one of the reasons I chose to use it as his prison. Also there are only two ways to get out of the time chamber once the door is gone. One is to do as Buu did and scream really loud, but I didn't think that was the best idea so I'm not going to use it. The other... well the other is about to be mentioned in this chapter!

Disappearing

Gohan tossed and turned on the cold, white floor. He used to have a bed to sleep in and food to eat, but that was all gone now. A bad accident involving a stray ki blasts from one of his intense training sessions had taken care of that. Gohan finally decided that was enough resting, and he got up and looked at his little homemade calendar. It really wasn't much of a calendar. All it was, was a whole bunch of tally marks, and when it reached 365 he marked a year next to it. He studied it as it then dwelled on him. Another year was up, and still he had found no way out. According to this calendar Gohan was roughly 2,600 years old. Gohan just stared at it.

"Yet again another day goes year goes by and still I have no way out, but I do not fret. I know that when the time is right I'll get out of this hellhole, and by god anyone who crosses me then will be screwed....

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Trunks and Goten snuck stealthfully around capsule corporations. They quietly opened a door to lab 3, where all of the inventions that weren't sold were kept. They had one objective in mind, and to achieve that they needed one main thing, the dragon radar.

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Punches were being thrown faster then the speed of light, sonic booms coming off of each one, kicks faster then even Gohan could see, and ki blasts that would have been able to destroy 50 Cells and a couple galaxies with great ease. Gohan started shooting as many ki blasts as he could, 100 per second. He then stopped then all in midair and slowly began to turn them around. This was the way he ended all of his training sessions. All the ki blasts then rocketed toward him. He stuck his arms straight out to the side, readying himself to take the blast head on. As the blasts hit his body immense pain seared through it. They were trying to rip at his body, tear him in two. Suddenly all the pain stopped and the blasts disappeared, leaving behind a wore out, and slightly singed, Gohan.

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Goten dived back into the ocean, still unable to find the dragonball. They had already collected the 3, 5,6, and 7 star dragonballs, so that meant they only had 3 left. Goten took another deep breath of air and went back under. He was under a long, long time this time.

"Oh shit!" Trunks said aloud worried for his only friend. "GOTEN! GOTEN GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW!" Goten had been under the water for over 6 minutes, which not many people could do. "GOTEN IF YOU DON'T GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW I SWEAT I'LL..."

"You'll what?" A laughing Goten said, as he popped up behind Trunks, the 4 star dragonball clutched in his hand.

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Gohan was meditating when it happened. It scarred him senseless when it began, but he knew that it was what he had been waiting for all these years. The only reason it really scarred him was because it had occurred during his meditation, and nothing seemed to be able to knock him out of that. Only one other time had that ever happened and that was about 2,000 years ago when a ki blast he forgot about from his last training session had decided to come back and strike his owner while he was unready. Gohan stared down at his hand, well not at his hand really. More like he stared at where his hand was supposed to be, but his hand was disappearing, slowly fading away to kami knows where. And it didn't stop with his hand; slowly his entire arm began to fade.

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Goten and Trunks stood awe stucken in front of the monstrous beast named Shenron.

"Speak your two wishes." He said in a deep, commanding, voice.

"Our first wish will be..." Trunks looked over at Goten, trying to decide what to wish for. Piccolo had forgot to mention they had two wishes!

"Our first wish will be for..." Goten tried to think of something both he and Trunks wanted.

"I GOT IT!" He screamed with glee as the answer popped into his head. "We wish we were both stronger then our dads!" Trunks started jumping with joy at the thought, but he quickly got his spirit broken.

"That cannot be done. I can not grant strength (a/n: I don't know if he can or not but if he could why wouldn't the Z-Fighters just wish to be a whole lot stronger then all the bad guys they faced?) Now state your second wish."

"WHAT!? Well we only wanted one wish anyways. Our wish will be for..."

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Gohan felt it. It wasn't pain, but it wasn't exactly pleasurable. It was like his soul being ripped out of his chest, then stuck in a warm, relaxing shower. Part of it hurt like hell, but the other part canceled it out and made it feel good. Gohan knew what was happening. His entire body was disappearing and then it was reappearing somewhere else. His world then went from white to black, then almost instantly colors filled his eyes. But he wasn't paying attention to them. He was more concerned on the two boys in front of him. One who looked like a child version of his father, and the other had Vegeta's looks, but purple, smooth hair.

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a/n: okay it was slightly rushed but hey? Better then anything else I could have come up with. The next chapter isn't going to be all to good, but the one after that should be cool!