Well here's the second chapter-
Gotenks: Finaly!!
Yes, no go away for a few minutes. *Gives Gotenks a lolli.* Go, eat that.
Gotenks: ^_^ Yay!! *Eats sucker.* Yum. ^_^
Ah, demi-Saiyans, so easy to please with candy.
Gotenks: ^_^ *Hums and walks off.*
Well, anyways thanks for the review Yeldarb1983, and don't worry I'm just revising that fic for right now... I just gotta find the last two Brolli movies. *Hands said plushie over.*
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon ball Z!
Claimer: I own Me!
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"Damn."
A person, able to be classified as a female human teenager-
"God damn it."
Was wandering through the desert, and failing miserably at staying up. She seemed to throw out a muffled curse everytime she fell on her face-
"Damn you Marisa!"
And today did not look like a good day for this human.....
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"How can it be so fucking hot?" I complained, I had been able to stand heat, but damn, this was a desert, I was used to Texas heat, not fry in the sun heat! And to think that it would get cold enough for my hind end to fall off in this place.
"Wonder what my father is doing..." I muttered out, before a laugh erupted from me. Sure, it hurt like hell and scratched my throat up, but I would have loved to see the look on my fathers face if he could see me now!
And with that thought my foot met up with yet another rock and sent my face first into the sand.
"Damn you, you rock." I spat out along with the sand in my mouth.
Where was I? I had no clue. When was I? I could pray not in Trunks' future. How was I? Damned near cooked.... I wonder if I would die from lack of H2O, or from a massive sun burn or even heat stroke.
Grimacing I stood up, none of the above looked nice enough to take.
"Where are you, Mirai? Gohan?" I whispered out, they were the only one's that knew I was here. Without them I was dead.
Little did I know, I was going to be as good as dead as I continued to trudge onwards.
In the distance I could make out a dash of something. A white something...
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Mirai Trunks ran a hand through his lavender hair, while his father and Goku fought in an argument. Goku wanted to search for the girl while Vegeta continued to vote against it. It was not helping no one, not even Dende the new Kami/Guardian of earth, could sense the where abouts of the girl.
But enough was enough.
"Father!" Trunks bellowed out at Vegeta. The full blooded Saiyan prince turned and gave his son a glare that would have made lesser men turn in their graves.
"What Brat." Vegeta spat out.
"One look around the world would not hurt. You believed Gohan and I were transported there, so why not the other way around?"
Vegeta was silent before he scowled and crossed his arms. "Do whatever you want whelp. I don't give a damn if you kill yourself." He said a bit sardonically.
Trunks growled and clenched his hands into fists but made no move for a good minute before Goku walked over to him. "Hey, calm down. I bet she's probably fine." He tried to reasure Trunks, the Son TM grin gone from his face.
Trunks glanced away for a few seconds before nodding his head. "Yeah. Alright."
"That'a boy!" Goku delclared and slapped Trunks on the shoulder before turning around. "Gohan! Son c'mon we're gonna go search for the girl!"
Gohan glanced up at Piccolo. "Will you come to Mister Piccolo?"
Scowling Piccolo only nodded his head once, trying to make a show of how relunctant he was when inside he was a bit glad the kid had asked him to come.
"Sure kid." Piccolo grunted out, the small demi-Saiyan grinned like a cheshire cat as he took to the air as Trunks, his father and Piccolo took off after him.
Vegeta only glared at their retreating figures and scowled.
"Weak idiots." He spat out and turned on his heel to enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
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To kill time as I walked to the white thing in the distance I decided to remember exactly how I came to be in this dimension....
~Flash back.~
"Wahhh!" I screamed as I was spat out above a cliff's edge. Eyes growing to the size of dinner plates I grabbed at the edge of the ledge and a sigh escaped my lips as my hands caught a hold of the rock.
But it wasn't to last.
With one creaking snap, the rock broke under my hands.
Causing me to drop over a mile down, rolling and bouncing the entire way.
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"I have sand in places sand was never meant to be." I muttered and tugged on my tattered shorts. I had given up on the hope I would be found, the theory of differences came into play. In it's simplest, it meant that that they could not find me because;
A) I had no energy signal.
B) I had an energy signal but it was like twenty billion others.
C)My energy signal was to damn weak.
I was leaning towards A the most at this point.
And thankfuly I had reached the white thing. Glancing about I saw it looked like a ring of some sort. But for what? And in the middle of a... wait a minute, fried brain is trying to work.
Arena... white... marble... Dragon Ball Z saga... Mirai Trunks... eleven year old Gohan...
Great gadzooks! This was the Perfect Cell Saga!
Yelping I jumped back from the marble arena as if it had bitten me, but it was to late I found out as my back went thump into a brick wall. Whimpering and cringing I held my right hand up and felt over my shoulder, my hand hit with a thunk against somthing hard.
I gulped.
"So a Human has decided to take me on? Or are you lost?" A voice demanded of me, from above. That voice, it was evil yet sounded so, so... I couldn't find the word.
The voice belonged to only one being.
Cell. Seru. Android 21.
One of the most powerful Bio Androids ever. And thankfuly so arrogent of his power that was what brought him down. But now.
Of all the luck, damn I was so-
"Well, as you Humans say. Let's play ball."
Oh screw it!
With a cry I tried to run but something caught my shirt and held me in place, keeping me from fleeing like my feet and legs were trying to do. An evil and dark chuckle was all I got for my efforts.
Without a second though Cell sent me flying through the air and onto the arena. Groaning I climbed to my feet knowing I had to get away and out of there, but my mind was so messed up I didn't know left from right. So as my brian ordered a sharp left to dodge a ki blast Cell sent my way, my poor body took it for a left and I slammed into one of the four colloums and fell down, stars swimming in my vision.
"Get up, or I will kill you." Cell spat out as he held a hand out. Why should I? I mean, he was going to kill me anway. I decided dying on my back was better than being run into the ground so I acted like I couldn't hear him.
"Fine. If you want to die that much sooner." Cell remarked cooly as he started to walk over to me, his feet making cliks on the rock before he stopped near me.
Just a little closer you rat bastard. I thought.
One more clik of his feet and then he was truly halted.
"Good ridance, you tailess ape." Cell said mockingly as he held out his right hand and it started to glow a bright yellow.
Ah, how wrong you are you un-jolly green giant. I thought acidly, he was messing with the wrong girl, for in fact, I was... A Jackie Chan Fan!
And we Jackie Chan Fans always get a tad to kung fuey when we watch to many movies.
And unluckily for Cell I had watched three of Jacie Chan's movies just before being zapped here.
With agility and speed I hadn't had before I jumped up and did a few cartwheels out of the way just as the attack was launched. But I had never done cartwheels before, or flips, or handstands and so... I lost mt balance, slipped and fell on my face.
"Ow." I was able to get out before I was grabbed roughly and pulled up. Blinking my eyes I stared face to face with Cell. Cobalt eyes held light crimson ones. I scowled slightly and spat in Cells face.
The Android smirked before he pulled back a hand and formed a fist. Green armor covered iun black spots glinted in the harsh sunlight. In the blink of an eye I felt his fist impact with my gut, all of the air, and I mean all of the air in my lungs was forced out, as he withdrew his fist my rib cage screamed in pain as did everything else.
I tried to take a breath, but my lungs had collasped, my death was sealed, my vision swam and there was no knight in shiney armor to save me.
Or so I thought.
Cell sneered as he let me drop to the ground, I hit with a thump, but I couldn't be sure, everything was getting fuzzy, I was starting to black out from not having any oxygen in my system.
Cell lifted a hand, and it started to glow. He was going to finish me off I realized with morbid curiosity. I wondered if it would hurt worse than the pain I was feeling now.
"Cell!" A strong, and very pissed off voice bellowed out. Cell stopped and turned his head slightly to the right. "Ah, Son Goku. How pleasent you arived here just in time to see this scrawny and worthless human die."
Goku glared at Cell and for once I was glad I was on the ground, the look on Goku's face was something that no person in their right mind would stick around to find out if the person could really kill with the look alone.
Clenching his hands into fists he glanced over at me before snapping his eyes back at Cell. "You will pay." He spat out before disappearing in a flash, before Cell could react Goku had scooped me up. Aqua colored eyes narrowed at Cell in extreme anger. "But that will come later." And with that Goku placed two fingers to his forehead and used Instant Transmission. Cell roared out in rage and lunged forward, but he only caught Goku's after image.
Snarling Cell stomped to the middle of the arena and crossed his arms.
He vowed to have revenge on Goku for ruining his fun.
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Everyone looked up as Goku reappeared in the Look out, but were not ready for the extra cargo he had come back with.
Trunks took in a sharp breath as he rushed over to the full blooded Saiyan. "Goku, you found her! What happened to her!?" Mirai Trunks demanded as Goku rushed past him in search of Dende, the small Namek was already coming over from the other side of the Look out, and hurried faster as he saw the girl in Goku's arms.
"Cell happened." Goku spat out as he knelt down for Dende to heal her.
"Has he no honor?" Piccolo spat out as he looked on with disgust towards Cell and sympathy for the Human.
"It appears that he doesn't." Tein said flatly as he crossed his arms and leaned against one of the pillars. "If he would stoop so low as to beat a girl for his sick fun." The tri-clyops continued on.
"Oh dear, oh dear," Dende started as he started to heal the girl. "She has massive damage, but I think she may pull through." He finished as the green/yellow glow faded leaving a fully healed Human behind. "But she should not move about, she is heald but extremely weak. For some reason I can not heal everything."
Goku stood up, brow furrowed in thought. "Could it be because she's not from here?" He asked softly as he shifted the poor girl in his arms.
Dende nodded his head. "Yes. I was thinking the very same thing."
"Well, no matter. She's safe now." Goku said with a grin before turning to Mirai Trunks. "Well, I can't bring her home, Chi would have a fit, and I really don't want to make the girl think she's a bother or make Chi-Chi worry over nothing seriously wrong with her. So Trunks, can I trust you to watch over her? Untill she wakes up?"
Mirai Trunks was taken aback by the question, for one this was a girl! And well, his mother would think, or lord his mother... But he did owe the girl.
Dropping his head in defeat with a sigh he answered. "Yes, I'll keep an eye on her." He said softly and lifted his head to see a grinning Goku.
"Thanks Mirai. Here, be careful." Goku said as he handed the girl over to Mirai Trunks. The lavender haired Saiyan took the girl from Goku and watched as the taller Saiyan collected Gohan up in his arms as Piccolo scowled as he placed a hand on the Saiyan's shoulders and the three disappeared.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Trunks muttered as he shifted the girl in her arms.
"Fly...."
"What?" Trunks asked as he looked down at the girl as she muttered under her breath while sleeping. "Flying... puffballs... run.... run puffballs come... run..."
Mirai Trunks sweatdropped as he realized it was a bad dream she was talking about. Letting out another heavy sigh Mirai Trunks walked over to the edge before he turned and glanced at Dende and Mr. Popo.
"When my father comes out, tell him I'm at Capsule corps."
And with that Trunks took to the sky and flew off, dreading the meeting he would have with his mother....
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"Oh Trunks, what happened?" Bulma demanded of her older son while craddling little Trunks in her arms.
"She's a friend mother. Had a run in with Cell."
Bulma gasped and her eyes went wide. "What happened! Tell me!"
Mirai sighed. In a few short paragraphs he explained what had happened. And then he saw the light go on in his mothers eyes.
"Here, watch your younger self, I'll go see something in my lab to maybe help out..."
Trunks closed his eyes for a few seconds and then opened them again and looked down at the two in his arms.
"I am only doing this because one of you is me, and the other I owe a debt to."
In answer to his delceration the little Trunks gurggled and cooed while the girl muttered under her breath about 'Puffballs' attacking.
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Yes! Another chapter done.
Trunks: -_-; Yes, but your name is still unknown.
And it's staying that way for awhile. I'm not turning myself into a Mary Sue.
Trunks: Huh? How can that happen by telling your name?
*Rollseyes.* I dunno how! I just don't want it to happen!
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Like it? Hate it? Wanna tell me how ya feel about it? Then review this now!
Gotenks: Finaly!!
Yes, no go away for a few minutes. *Gives Gotenks a lolli.* Go, eat that.
Gotenks: ^_^ Yay!! *Eats sucker.* Yum. ^_^
Ah, demi-Saiyans, so easy to please with candy.
Gotenks: ^_^ *Hums and walks off.*
Well, anyways thanks for the review Yeldarb1983, and don't worry I'm just revising that fic for right now... I just gotta find the last two Brolli movies. *Hands said plushie over.*
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon ball Z!
Claimer: I own Me!
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"Damn."
A person, able to be classified as a female human teenager-
"God damn it."
Was wandering through the desert, and failing miserably at staying up. She seemed to throw out a muffled curse everytime she fell on her face-
"Damn you Marisa!"
And today did not look like a good day for this human.....
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"How can it be so fucking hot?" I complained, I had been able to stand heat, but damn, this was a desert, I was used to Texas heat, not fry in the sun heat! And to think that it would get cold enough for my hind end to fall off in this place.
"Wonder what my father is doing..." I muttered out, before a laugh erupted from me. Sure, it hurt like hell and scratched my throat up, but I would have loved to see the look on my fathers face if he could see me now!
And with that thought my foot met up with yet another rock and sent my face first into the sand.
"Damn you, you rock." I spat out along with the sand in my mouth.
Where was I? I had no clue. When was I? I could pray not in Trunks' future. How was I? Damned near cooked.... I wonder if I would die from lack of H2O, or from a massive sun burn or even heat stroke.
Grimacing I stood up, none of the above looked nice enough to take.
"Where are you, Mirai? Gohan?" I whispered out, they were the only one's that knew I was here. Without them I was dead.
Little did I know, I was going to be as good as dead as I continued to trudge onwards.
In the distance I could make out a dash of something. A white something...
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Mirai Trunks ran a hand through his lavender hair, while his father and Goku fought in an argument. Goku wanted to search for the girl while Vegeta continued to vote against it. It was not helping no one, not even Dende the new Kami/Guardian of earth, could sense the where abouts of the girl.
But enough was enough.
"Father!" Trunks bellowed out at Vegeta. The full blooded Saiyan prince turned and gave his son a glare that would have made lesser men turn in their graves.
"What Brat." Vegeta spat out.
"One look around the world would not hurt. You believed Gohan and I were transported there, so why not the other way around?"
Vegeta was silent before he scowled and crossed his arms. "Do whatever you want whelp. I don't give a damn if you kill yourself." He said a bit sardonically.
Trunks growled and clenched his hands into fists but made no move for a good minute before Goku walked over to him. "Hey, calm down. I bet she's probably fine." He tried to reasure Trunks, the Son TM grin gone from his face.
Trunks glanced away for a few seconds before nodding his head. "Yeah. Alright."
"That'a boy!" Goku delclared and slapped Trunks on the shoulder before turning around. "Gohan! Son c'mon we're gonna go search for the girl!"
Gohan glanced up at Piccolo. "Will you come to Mister Piccolo?"
Scowling Piccolo only nodded his head once, trying to make a show of how relunctant he was when inside he was a bit glad the kid had asked him to come.
"Sure kid." Piccolo grunted out, the small demi-Saiyan grinned like a cheshire cat as he took to the air as Trunks, his father and Piccolo took off after him.
Vegeta only glared at their retreating figures and scowled.
"Weak idiots." He spat out and turned on his heel to enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
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To kill time as I walked to the white thing in the distance I decided to remember exactly how I came to be in this dimension....
~Flash back.~
"Wahhh!" I screamed as I was spat out above a cliff's edge. Eyes growing to the size of dinner plates I grabbed at the edge of the ledge and a sigh escaped my lips as my hands caught a hold of the rock.
But it wasn't to last.
With one creaking snap, the rock broke under my hands.
Causing me to drop over a mile down, rolling and bouncing the entire way.
~End flash back.~
"I have sand in places sand was never meant to be." I muttered and tugged on my tattered shorts. I had given up on the hope I would be found, the theory of differences came into play. In it's simplest, it meant that that they could not find me because;
A) I had no energy signal.
B) I had an energy signal but it was like twenty billion others.
C)My energy signal was to damn weak.
I was leaning towards A the most at this point.
And thankfuly I had reached the white thing. Glancing about I saw it looked like a ring of some sort. But for what? And in the middle of a... wait a minute, fried brain is trying to work.
Arena... white... marble... Dragon Ball Z saga... Mirai Trunks... eleven year old Gohan...
Great gadzooks! This was the Perfect Cell Saga!
Yelping I jumped back from the marble arena as if it had bitten me, but it was to late I found out as my back went thump into a brick wall. Whimpering and cringing I held my right hand up and felt over my shoulder, my hand hit with a thunk against somthing hard.
I gulped.
"So a Human has decided to take me on? Or are you lost?" A voice demanded of me, from above. That voice, it was evil yet sounded so, so... I couldn't find the word.
The voice belonged to only one being.
Cell. Seru. Android 21.
One of the most powerful Bio Androids ever. And thankfuly so arrogent of his power that was what brought him down. But now.
Of all the luck, damn I was so-
"Well, as you Humans say. Let's play ball."
Oh screw it!
With a cry I tried to run but something caught my shirt and held me in place, keeping me from fleeing like my feet and legs were trying to do. An evil and dark chuckle was all I got for my efforts.
Without a second though Cell sent me flying through the air and onto the arena. Groaning I climbed to my feet knowing I had to get away and out of there, but my mind was so messed up I didn't know left from right. So as my brian ordered a sharp left to dodge a ki blast Cell sent my way, my poor body took it for a left and I slammed into one of the four colloums and fell down, stars swimming in my vision.
"Get up, or I will kill you." Cell spat out as he held a hand out. Why should I? I mean, he was going to kill me anway. I decided dying on my back was better than being run into the ground so I acted like I couldn't hear him.
"Fine. If you want to die that much sooner." Cell remarked cooly as he started to walk over to me, his feet making cliks on the rock before he stopped near me.
Just a little closer you rat bastard. I thought.
One more clik of his feet and then he was truly halted.
"Good ridance, you tailess ape." Cell said mockingly as he held out his right hand and it started to glow a bright yellow.
Ah, how wrong you are you un-jolly green giant. I thought acidly, he was messing with the wrong girl, for in fact, I was... A Jackie Chan Fan!
And we Jackie Chan Fans always get a tad to kung fuey when we watch to many movies.
And unluckily for Cell I had watched three of Jacie Chan's movies just before being zapped here.
With agility and speed I hadn't had before I jumped up and did a few cartwheels out of the way just as the attack was launched. But I had never done cartwheels before, or flips, or handstands and so... I lost mt balance, slipped and fell on my face.
"Ow." I was able to get out before I was grabbed roughly and pulled up. Blinking my eyes I stared face to face with Cell. Cobalt eyes held light crimson ones. I scowled slightly and spat in Cells face.
The Android smirked before he pulled back a hand and formed a fist. Green armor covered iun black spots glinted in the harsh sunlight. In the blink of an eye I felt his fist impact with my gut, all of the air, and I mean all of the air in my lungs was forced out, as he withdrew his fist my rib cage screamed in pain as did everything else.
I tried to take a breath, but my lungs had collasped, my death was sealed, my vision swam and there was no knight in shiney armor to save me.
Or so I thought.
Cell sneered as he let me drop to the ground, I hit with a thump, but I couldn't be sure, everything was getting fuzzy, I was starting to black out from not having any oxygen in my system.
Cell lifted a hand, and it started to glow. He was going to finish me off I realized with morbid curiosity. I wondered if it would hurt worse than the pain I was feeling now.
"Cell!" A strong, and very pissed off voice bellowed out. Cell stopped and turned his head slightly to the right. "Ah, Son Goku. How pleasent you arived here just in time to see this scrawny and worthless human die."
Goku glared at Cell and for once I was glad I was on the ground, the look on Goku's face was something that no person in their right mind would stick around to find out if the person could really kill with the look alone.
Clenching his hands into fists he glanced over at me before snapping his eyes back at Cell. "You will pay." He spat out before disappearing in a flash, before Cell could react Goku had scooped me up. Aqua colored eyes narrowed at Cell in extreme anger. "But that will come later." And with that Goku placed two fingers to his forehead and used Instant Transmission. Cell roared out in rage and lunged forward, but he only caught Goku's after image.
Snarling Cell stomped to the middle of the arena and crossed his arms.
He vowed to have revenge on Goku for ruining his fun.
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Everyone looked up as Goku reappeared in the Look out, but were not ready for the extra cargo he had come back with.
Trunks took in a sharp breath as he rushed over to the full blooded Saiyan. "Goku, you found her! What happened to her!?" Mirai Trunks demanded as Goku rushed past him in search of Dende, the small Namek was already coming over from the other side of the Look out, and hurried faster as he saw the girl in Goku's arms.
"Cell happened." Goku spat out as he knelt down for Dende to heal her.
"Has he no honor?" Piccolo spat out as he looked on with disgust towards Cell and sympathy for the Human.
"It appears that he doesn't." Tein said flatly as he crossed his arms and leaned against one of the pillars. "If he would stoop so low as to beat a girl for his sick fun." The tri-clyops continued on.
"Oh dear, oh dear," Dende started as he started to heal the girl. "She has massive damage, but I think she may pull through." He finished as the green/yellow glow faded leaving a fully healed Human behind. "But she should not move about, she is heald but extremely weak. For some reason I can not heal everything."
Goku stood up, brow furrowed in thought. "Could it be because she's not from here?" He asked softly as he shifted the poor girl in his arms.
Dende nodded his head. "Yes. I was thinking the very same thing."
"Well, no matter. She's safe now." Goku said with a grin before turning to Mirai Trunks. "Well, I can't bring her home, Chi would have a fit, and I really don't want to make the girl think she's a bother or make Chi-Chi worry over nothing seriously wrong with her. So Trunks, can I trust you to watch over her? Untill she wakes up?"
Mirai Trunks was taken aback by the question, for one this was a girl! And well, his mother would think, or lord his mother... But he did owe the girl.
Dropping his head in defeat with a sigh he answered. "Yes, I'll keep an eye on her." He said softly and lifted his head to see a grinning Goku.
"Thanks Mirai. Here, be careful." Goku said as he handed the girl over to Mirai Trunks. The lavender haired Saiyan took the girl from Goku and watched as the taller Saiyan collected Gohan up in his arms as Piccolo scowled as he placed a hand on the Saiyan's shoulders and the three disappeared.
"What have I gotten myself into?" Trunks muttered as he shifted the girl in her arms.
"Fly...."
"What?" Trunks asked as he looked down at the girl as she muttered under her breath while sleeping. "Flying... puffballs... run.... run puffballs come... run..."
Mirai Trunks sweatdropped as he realized it was a bad dream she was talking about. Letting out another heavy sigh Mirai Trunks walked over to the edge before he turned and glanced at Dende and Mr. Popo.
"When my father comes out, tell him I'm at Capsule corps."
And with that Trunks took to the sky and flew off, dreading the meeting he would have with his mother....
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"Oh Trunks, what happened?" Bulma demanded of her older son while craddling little Trunks in her arms.
"She's a friend mother. Had a run in with Cell."
Bulma gasped and her eyes went wide. "What happened! Tell me!"
Mirai sighed. In a few short paragraphs he explained what had happened. And then he saw the light go on in his mothers eyes.
"Here, watch your younger self, I'll go see something in my lab to maybe help out..."
Trunks closed his eyes for a few seconds and then opened them again and looked down at the two in his arms.
"I am only doing this because one of you is me, and the other I owe a debt to."
In answer to his delceration the little Trunks gurggled and cooed while the girl muttered under her breath about 'Puffballs' attacking.
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Yes! Another chapter done.
Trunks: -_-; Yes, but your name is still unknown.
And it's staying that way for awhile. I'm not turning myself into a Mary Sue.
Trunks: Huh? How can that happen by telling your name?
*Rollseyes.* I dunno how! I just don't want it to happen!
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Like it? Hate it? Wanna tell me how ya feel about it? Then review this now!
