I'm so sorry for the huge long wait for this chapter, but I hope it's up to standard. The next one should be out sooner than this one was (hopefully). Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Five

Bardock was fidgeting nervously as he watched King Vegeta pacing the throne room.

"My liege, please, I assure you, I am doing what I think is best."

"What if what you think is wrong?"

"Wouldn't it be better if we had Earth's Hero on our side. He's a good man, he'll try and help us. That's what he does. I've heard talk with the Ogres, they talk about him very highly. He's been to the Supreme Kai's planet and was invited to train with all the Kai's."

"Why should he help a wretched race like us then?" Vegeta snarled at Bardock.

"Because that's what he does, he helps those in need no matter what they'd done. My liege, I heard he even showed Frieza mercy when they fought."

Vegeta still and turned to Bardock wide eyed. "Did he know the atrocities he'd committed?"

"I heard that Frieza had killed his friend and he'd still shown mercy." Bardock knelt before Vegeta. "My liege, please, let me do this. I've sent Raditz and my crew to negotiate, but nothing will be confirmed until you agree."

Vegeta looked down at his faithful subject, thinking hard on the decision he had to make. "To many, this act would be considered treasonous," he told Bardock quietly.

"I know my liege. I will accept complete responsibility for this if we are discovered."

"No." Vegeta turned away and stood proudly looking out a large window over Hell. "I will. This must be my decision. I am King and I will not bend to another's whim any longer." Vegeta turned back to Bardock, fury and pride shining in his eyes. "I am a Saiyan and I am done hiding and avoiding everything. It's time to fight."

"Yes my liege." Bardock got up with a smile and bowed deeply. "It would be a great honour if you would allow me to stand by your side."

"I would have it no other way. Now, let us gather our army and begin our counter offensive." Vegeta strode out of the throne room with Bardock close behind. There was a gleam in his eyes as he whispered fiercely, "This is now a war."

* * *

Trunks opened his eyes cautiously, he could sense the danger in the air, but couldn't really remember why he would be in danger. Looking to the side, he saw Goten also waking. Then he noticed the cuffs on his friend's hands.

That's right, they were prisoners.

They were also completely helpless.

Trunks forgot his cautiousness and sat up in fright. "Goten? Goten wake up, please." He shoved his friend. "Come on Goten, wake up."

"Urgh ... Trunks?" Goten opened his eyes sleepily. Then he sat up too. "You're awake! You're all right!" He grabbed his best friend in a huge bear hug.

Trunks let him hug him, he was still a bit scared at their predicament and having his best friend there helped a lot. Then he realised he was showing weakness. His father told him that he could never show weakness.

"Get off me Goten." Trunks roughly pushed his friend away. Goten looked a little down, but Trunks didn't usually like hugs anyway, except from his mother, and Goten sometimes, only when there was no danger of looking weak in front of any one. Trunks looked around. "Where are we? What happened?"

Goten also looked around. "We were put here by Mr. King so you could get better. These men came in and did some funny stuff and you got better, but you fell asleep again so decided to sleep too and then we woke up." Goten looked at the door. "We're locked in, and I don't know where my mum is or any one else." Goten's lip trembled. "Trunks I'm scared."

Trunks hesitated before giving his friend a quick squeeze. Goten wasn't as strong as he was after all. "Don't be scared Goten, we're Saiyans, we can handle anything. I won't let anything happen to you."

"But you're hurt still." Goten prodded at the bandage on Trunks' head to prove his point. Trunks winced slightly.

"I'll be fine." But Trunks wasn't so sure. He'd never admit it to Goten, of course, but he'd never been more scared in his life. At least fighting with Buu they had had their power and there was always someone there to help, like Piccolo or Gohan, but they were completely alone now and without any power.

They were silent for a bit, which showed how nervous they both were at their predicament and in this silence, Trunks thought about a few things. "Hey Goten?"

"Yeah?"

"Uh ... thanks for what you did before, you know, offering yourself so I could be let go."

"It was nothing Trunks. You're always getting me out of trouble and protecting me, so I thought that I would do the same for you."

"Thanks anyway." Trunks looked away, a bit embarrassed now.

Suddenly the door was flung open and two large men entered the room. The two chibis immediately leapt up and assumed their fighting stances.

"There's no need for that," one of the figures snapped. "Even if we had come to hurt you, you couldn't do a thing to stop us."

"Who are you?" Trunks snarled.

The figures stepped forward where the boys could see them properly. Trunks and Goten gasped at them and lowered their guards a bit. "Dad?" they both said at the same time.

King Vegeta and Bardock stared curiously at the two boys. Bardock's eyes widened in recognition of the two.

"My liege, I had a vision concerning these two."

"A vision?" Vegeta listened when Bardock talked. He hadn't been there when Bardock predicted that Frieza would come and destroy Vegeta-sei, but he'd heard about it in Hell. So when Bardock mentioned a vision, he listened. "What was it about?"

"These boys and the women were before the throne. You moved away so another could take your place and he was about to hurt them when it stopped."

"The vision stopped there?"

"Yes my liege."

Vegeta looked thoughtful. "Has everything you've ever seen come true?"

"I'm not sure. I had visions of my son growing up on another world after I died. I don't know what became of him."

Trunks and Goten looked a bit confused at the conversation, but the lavender haired prince shook his head and glared. "All right, who the hell are you and why do you look so much like our dads?"

Vegeta glared at the insolence of this child, but he was also impressed with the strength this boy radiated even with his power suppressed. "I am Vegeta, king of all Saiyans. You will address me as majesty."

Trunks took a step back his eyes opened wide. /King? Oh man, this means that he'd my …/ Trunks squeaked nervously.

Goten looked at his friend funnily. "Hey Trunks, does this mean that he's your … mrph!" Trunks hastily clamped a hand down over Goten's mouth.

"Quiet Goten, you're going to get us in trouble." He grinned at the two older men. "Excuse us for a second." He grabbed Goten by the back of his shirt and pulled him into a corner away from the surprised adults.

"What was that for Trunks?" Goten asked indignantly, glaring at his friend.

"Keep it down Goten, I don't want them hearing us yet." Trunks looked up at the two nervously to see them considering the children curiously. He looked down at Goten again.

"Is that your grandfather Trunks?"

"I don't know. Maybe. He does look like my dad and he's the King, so maybe. What about that other guy? Could he be related to you?"

Goten grinned happily. "Do you think I could have another grandpa?"

"I don't know. Look, I don't like the feel of this, something seems off here. So, I'm going to ask questions and you're going to stay quiet all right?" Goten pouted then nodded. "Good. Now, just follow my lead." Trunks straightened and Goten followed him as they walked back to the waiting adults.

"Are you finished conversing?" King Vegeta asked dryly.

Trunks glared at him. "I want answers."

"Yeah," Goten piped up. Trunks glared at him and he backed away again.

"Anyway, I want to know where we are and why we're here."

"Yeah, and how come you look so much like our dads."

"Goten!" Trunks glared again and Goten clamped a hand over his mouth. Then he glared right back at Trunks.

"Why do you always do that?"

"Because you give us away too easily." Trunks sighed and turned back to the adults. "Well?" he demanded impatiently.

Bardock looked a bit taken aback by the children's forwardness. /No one speaks to my king like that!/ He stepped forward, but was halted by King Vegeta's outstretched arm. "My liege?" Bardock asked curiously. King Vegeta, amazingly, had the hint of a smile on his face.

"These boys show strength and courage. I did not know earthlings possessed such qualities."

"Yeah, well they do. And besides, we're only half earthlings."

Trunks groaned as Goten told them this. "Goten, didn't I tell you to follow my lead?"

Goten smiled sheepishly. "Oops, sorry Trunks."

"Half?" Vegeta looked at them curiously. There was something very familiar about them in both appearance and temperament. /Could they be …?/ His eyes widened as a thought came to him. "Who are you two?"

Trunks stood up straight, his annoyance with his friend forgotten. Goten followed his lead. They looked the adults directly in the eyes. "My name is Trunks Brief, son of Bulma Brief, head of Capsule Corporation and of Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans."

The adults looked stunned at this revelation.

"My name's Goten." The cheerful boy piped up with a brilliant smile. Trunks sighed and nudged him in the ribs. "Ow! What was that for Trunks? Oh, right. I've got a mother and a brother and a dad too. And my dad's the strongest guy in the world. Oh, and he's a Saiyan too."

Vegeta was still too stunned to say a word, he just continued to stare at his newly proclaimed grandson. Bardock decided to step in and ask the question that needed to be asked. "And who is your father exactly?"

"His name's Goku."

Bardock's eyes opened even wider. "Oh gods what has Nappa done?"

"Nappa? What have I done?" Bardock faced his king. "This is my grandson and I let this happen to him?" Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "He knew, he must have known who he was. That traitorous bastard, he'll pay for this." He punched a hole in the wall in his frustration then looked over at the two boys. "You say you're half-Saiyans?"

They nodded.

"Has my son taught you how to control your transformations?"

Trunks shook his head. "No, we figured that out by ourselves."

"You what?" Bardock looked shocked.

Trunks shrugged. "It was no big deal. I mean, seriously, me and Goten are like naturals. Dad told me how hard it was for him to become a Super Saiyan, but I think me and Goten were born like that."

"Gohan said something about it being because we don't have tails or something." Goten looked a bit confused "Are we supposed to have tails?"

Trunks shrugged. "I think dad might have mentioned something about tails." The two of them turned to the two adults, ready to ask a question, but found the two of the more powerful warriors of the Saiyan race staring at them in stunned amazement, much as they had throughout their entire visit. "What's wrong?"

"Super Saiyan?" Bardock managed to choke out.

"Yeah. Goten's dad was the first one to transform or something. That was when Gohan was like seven, so that would be …" Trunks counted up on his fingers. "Eleven years ago? Goten, is Gohan eighteen?" Goten nodded. "Then yes, eleven years."

The two adults turned to the raven-haired boy, who grinned. "See, I told you my dad was the greatest guy in the world."

"And he's a Saiyan?"

Goten nodded. "But he didn't know until he met Trunks' dad."

"Oh." Bardock looked almost afraid to ask the next question. "And, do you know his birth name … his Saiyan name?"

"The one that Mr. Vegeta always calls him? I think it's … uh, I don't know how to say it."

Trunks sighed. "It's Kakarott. Jeez, some son you are, forgetting your dad's name like that." Trunks rolled his eyes and looked over at the completely stunned and still Saiyan warriors. He turned to Goten worriedly. "I wonder what's up with them?"