Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or it's character. The only thing I own in this story is Patricia, Taminia, Orlando, Annalsei, Derek, and Millie (Later Characters). Gabi and TIffany are real people, kay.

A/N: Thank you all who reviewed ^_^ You really don't know what it means to me. I was so happy when I got my first review from Blue Tajiri. Thank you! Well, I'm sorry that the first chapter didn't have a AN and had some many Grammar and/or spelling mistakes. It was just that I had finished the story (and yes I have all the chapters done) and so excited to put it on FF.net I forgot, so forgive me. Any ways, here's the next chapter.

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-A Dark Age- -Chapter Two- -A New Home-

Patricia followed the little boy and the blue-haired women. They walked to a sewer hole, that the woman opened up. They all stepped in and Patricia found out that it wasn't a sewer, but an underground hiding place. Many woman and small children were gathered around, huddled together. They all seemed so scared and sad.
Patricia burst into tears, she wanted her family back. Why was she born in this time period? Why couldn't she just die along with her mother and sister? The little boy looked at Patricia.
"Why are you crying?" he asked.
"I want my family back. I miss them... a lot,"Patricia replied through her tears.
"Well, I miss my dad and I never got to know him. He was killed when I was just a little baby. You're lucky to even know your family," the little boy said sadly. Tears filled his own eyes.
"Really?" Patricia asked. I'm so much luckier than this boy, she thought. "What's your name?"
"Trunks."
"Hey, what's that other ladies name?"
"You mean my mom?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Bulma."
Bulma came walking towards Patricia and Trunks, carrying a tray that had two cups of hot chocolate and a couple of first aid things.
"Here some hot chocolate," she said to her. She handed a cup to Patricia and another to Trunks. "So, what's your name?"
"Patricia."
"Okay, Patricia. I see that you have some cuts. So, I'm just going to take this cloth and wash your cuts, put Peroxide and then, place some bandages on them so they won't get infected. Is that okay?"
"Yes," Patricia answered. " Is it going to hurt though?"
"No," Trunks replied. "At least the way my mom does it. Just think about something else."
Bulma took some cool water and washed her cut then she placed some Peroxide and dabbed a little bit on Patricia's cut on her arm. It was true it didn't hurt. When, she was done she placed a bandage on it then she went on to the others.
"See, it didn't hurt," Trunks said when Bulma was finished.
"It burned," Patricia joked around. "I'm just kidding."
"Trunks, why don't you show Patricia around?" Bulma suggested.
"Okay. Want to?"
"All right."
"Follow me."
Trunks showed Patricia where the sleeping rooms were and their escape routes, in case the Androids came in.
"And this is my mom's room," Trunks said.
He opened the door and in the room were computers and instruments (Technical) of all sorts. They hung from the ceiling to floor. In the middle of the room was some sort of machine that was in the process of building.
"What's that?" Patricia asked, pointing to the machine.
"I don't know," Trunks replied.
"Hey, Trunks!"
Trunks and Patricia turned around. An older boy came walking towards them. He was tall, had dark black hair and was well built.
"Hey, Gohan!" Trunks greeted.
"So, who's your new friend?" Gohan asked pointing to Patricia.
"Gohan this is my new friend Patricia and Patricia this is my friend Gohan," Trunks acquainted.
"Hello," they said to each other.
"Well, ready to do some training?" Gohan asked Trunks.
"Uh-huh," Trunks replied.
"Training?" Patricia said, confused and scared. She had always watched her sister and father train. They weren't exactly 'friendly' especially when she asked to join.
"What's wrong?" Gohan asked.
"I don't have to do it, right?"
"Well, not exactly. But it would be useful if the Androids ever came."
Patricia thought. Yes, it would be a useful skill, but she didn't want to end up the way she usually did when she trained with her father and Tiffany.
"Would you go easy. If I were to join?"
"Yeah. Of course," Trunks replied.
"All right."
Patricia followed Trunks and Gohan into a small room that was away from everyone else. It was a circular room and the walls had been smoothed out.
"Have you ever trained?" Gohan asked.
"Well, yeah. Once, but I got a broken arm and a badly bruised leg and couldn't walk or a week or was it two weeks?" Patricia replied.
Trunks and Gohan stared at her.
"Oh," they said.
"Well," Gohan started. "First, we start with some stretching. Then, we move on to blocking, agility, punches, kicks, and then meditation. Oh, and Trunks here is learning how to use a sword."
"I know how to do that," Patricia said. Her mother was a champion on sword fighting and had taught her, while her dad and sister trained.
"Really?" Trunks said.
"Yeah."
"Then, let's see what you know," Gohan said. (A/N: I'll try my best to describe a 'DBZ' sword fight, so if it turns out bad or you don't understand what the heck they were doing please forgive me.)
"I need a sword, though."
"We got an extra one."
Gohan walked over to the other side of the room and picked up two swords and handed one to Trunks and another to Patricia.
"Do you have another?" she asked.
"No, why?"
"Oh, nothing it's that I was taught how to use two swords not one," Patricia answered looking at her sword. "But, I'll try using one."
"Okay," Gohan said slowly. "When I count to three you two can begin."
Trunks and Patricia moved to the center of the room and held out their swords towards each other.
"One... Two... Three!"
Patricia started moving towards her right and Trunks towards his left (they were moving in a circle, okay). Patricia counted under her breath to five and then, did a flip towards Trunks. He saw the flip coming and quickly moved out of the way.
Patricia searched around the room for Trunks, and found him standing behind her. She moved towards him and he moved backwards.
"Are you scared?" Patricia taunted. "You shouldn't be."
She moved towards where Trunks stood and swung her sword at him, but he swung it the other way and the two started fencing (that's a type of sword fight, kay). Patricia moved backwards and Trunks moved forwards. Patricia tried to stab him (the swords aren't sharp and they have a little plastic covering at the end. I would never try and kill Trunks. Are you crazy!), but she failed. So she went at it again, but failed that second time. He was much to quick for her.
Patricia stopped and said, "I'm sorry, but Trunks is much to quick for me."
"Well, I guess we have to start working on your agility," Gohan informed.
"Can we work on that tomorrow though?" Trunks asked. "I'm tired."
"Me, too," Patricia added.
Gohan sighed. "Fine."
The trio made their way to the underground room where everyone else was.
"Where have you three been?" Bulma asked, when they met her again.
"Oh, we've been training," Gohan whispered.
"Oh. Well, I see two youngsters are ready for bed."
"After, dinner please," Trunks said.
"All right."
Bulma handed Trunks, Patricia, and Gohan a plate of food and a drink. It wasn't the best thing Patricia has tasted, but it did keep her full and not starving. When, they were done Trunks and Gohan showed Patricia to their room (they had bunk beds, just so you know). There were two bunk bed stands a couple of tables and chairs.
"You can sleep right above me," Bulma told Patricia. "That is if your not afraid of heights?"
"No, I'm not."
"Good."
Patricia climbed up the rusty ladder and laid down on her 'new' bed. It was comfy, but it was so cold. Patricia thought about her 'new' life and her 'new' family. They seemed like they had gone through what she did, yet they had worse times. How could they seem so happy?
Maybe deep down inside it hurts, she thought. She heard someone start to cry. A lot.
And with the sounds of the person's tears she fell into a dreamless sleep.
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A/N: So there you have it Chapter two. Hope you liked it and please don't forget to review. I'm just want at least two before I put up the next chapter and yes they can be anonymous. Two isn't much to ask for, at least not like this one story of a girl that asked for ten reviews before she put the next chapter up. Well, see you next time!