Okay, okay..I'll put this here because I saw a lot of people have this:

I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL Z!!! IF I DID, I WOULDN'T BE WRITING THIS!!!!!

With that over, I'll continue...

No.

The person tossed and turned in his sleep. His sheets were thrown to the ground as a sign of his restless sleep.

Stop.

In his mind, he was having a dream. A flashback maybe, of what would come to be, what had came to be, or what is happening now. So many images of a woman and a man, the ones he called father and mother long ago. It was the same one he had every night now.

A man and a woman, standing on the hill. They are waving at him, smiling. He walks towards them, then something rushed passed him. It is a small boy, with very much alikeness to the man. He runs into the man's arms and then the man holds him tightly, passing fatherly love into him. The woman absently pats the boy's head and looks onto the man and the boy approvingly. Wanting to be part of it to, he walked closer to the small family.

Then, he sees another little boy. This little boy had the same appearance towards the other boy and the man. The man let goes the first boy and scoops up the newly arrived one. The first boy is tugging on the man's pants, trying to get his attention. His face pleads for more attention and love. However, the man ignores him and plays with the second boy. The woman's attention is also turned to second boy, however, every once in a while, she turns to the first boy and gives him a stern look and a piece of paper with complicated mathematical formulas.

Suddenly, the whole sky turns dark. Clouds begin to gather, and lightening streaks through the now damp, and dark sky. He looks up into the sky, feeling fear, danger, and death. Turning his attention back to the family again, he only sees the man, woman and the second boy. The first boy was nowhere in sight. Then, from a clearing in the sky, a figure descends from the sky. Squinting, he could see that the new person looked very much like the first boy, however, more mature and manly. The new person, points at the man and the woman.

The woman shrieks in terror, as the man shields her from the newcomer. The newcomer smirks and a beam of white light shoots out of his finger. The beam passed through the woman's body like butter on toast. Her eyes turned white as she fell onto the ground. The newcomer then turned his attention to the boy, who is clinging to the man's pants. Down came the boy.

But where was the man? The newcomer turned around warily, bewildered at the sight. He then looked at the bodies in front of him, as if he just saw it for the first time. His face creased into sadness, as his whole body transformed. A piercing bright light caused him (the person having this dream) to cover his eyes. When the light ceased, he saw that the sky was clear and blue again. However, the bodies were still there, with the first boy standing over them, crying silently. He walked closer to the site, passing a lake, when he stopped. Walking to the edge of the lake, he peered at his reflection.

No.

The person staring up at him was the same person that came from the sky. The waters then swirled to make pictures of the two dead bodies. Magically, the bodies came alive and they reached up to him, the boy and the woman.

Stop.

Their hands grasped his pants and started to pull him into the water. Struggling, he dug his heels into the hard earth. He cried out for help, pleading at the boy who was now watching him silently, right next to him.

"Look what you have done," the boy whispered.

With that the boy shoved him with amazing strength, driving him into the water.

"NOOOO!!!!"

Instantly, the person on the bed sat up. He stared cautiously around at his dark room. His eyes pored through every single corner and closet. Finally satisfied, he heaved a great sigh and was about to lie back down again, when he heard his door creak. Snapping up, he nimbly jumped off his bed and ran swiftly to the door, hiding himself to the right of the door.

Creak.

A figure opened the door as quietly as he can. Then he walked over to the bed.

Uh-oh, he thought, Lord Vegeta won't like this. This would be the fifth time in the week that the young master escaped. Next time they would have to give him a heavier dose of the new drugs that Hisako made.

Suddenly, from behind the door, he grabbed the figure around the neck, making the person gasp. He was use to this, assassins. Every so often, his captors would send some to his room, seeing if he would come out alive or not. If he was still worthy or not. It was a game to them, a very amusing one. Well, tonight the game will end. Until now, he had always let the assassins mercifully go. Not tonight.

He then wrapped both of his hands around the neck, preparing to make the fatal twist, which would leave this person with a painful death. He kissed the person's head and said, "Good night, and have pleasant dreams." The person, now knowing what his captor's intention was, squealed and yelled in protest.

It was then that the door burst opened and a number of armed soldiers came in. They yelled for the man to drop his victim, or else suffer the consequences.

The man squinted his eyes as they shined the bright flashlight into his face, almost blinding him. However, he also squinted his eyes in surprise. They never had anyone came to his room when the "assassin" routine was done. They would always tell him over the intercom that was installed in his room.

Then, he looked at his victim. It wasn't an assassin. It was just the night guard that stood outside of his door. His face was already prune purple from the chocking grasp that he had around his neck. Then, reluctantly, he let him go.

The soldiers grabbed the victim and dragged him out of the door, throwing scared glances at the now only person in the room. Then, they slammed the door in his face.

The intercom crackled to life as a voice spoke.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the voice said, "My dear Gohan, if you wanted a victim, you could've came to me personally. You know how I have plenty of victims here. Including your brother."

Then the voice paused, half expecting the man in the room to say something.

"Well, if you're not in the speaking mood, I'll just bid you goodnight now," the voice continued.

The man then walked to his barred window and stared outside, at the December snow, falling gently.

"By the way, I have to remind you that you're little brother's remaining lifetime now is now a month shorter. I have decreased it due to your behavior tonight. Sleep well, my fighter, for tomorrow we will conquer the planet Namek."

Click. The man's stern gaze at the snow outside weakened a bit, as he heard the message.

How did this happen? he asked himself.

Because of jealousy, a voice answered.

But, Goten was taking everything away from me, he said.

So does that make certify you to take everything away from him, too?

The voice lingered in his mind for a while, before he went back to sleep.

"Look what you have done, Gohan..."