Disclaimer: Dude, I would have to be some type of a billionaire to own DBZ...

Psy: I'm a little haywire today, so hang with me.

Dark Psy: .:: looks her up and down::. No one's going to hang with you.

Psy: Why not? .:: notices her black clothes::. I see...

Dark Psy: Duh.

Psy: Then I'm going to change!

Dark Psy: Whoop-de-do...

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Bulma was playing around with Trunks in the living room when a steady knock was heard on the door. "Vegeta, could you go get that?"

Vegeta's angry protest returned the answer. "What kind of person do you think I am, woman? I'm not your servant!"

A vein on Bulma's forehead twitched as the person outside the front door knocked again. "Vegeta, you get your butt out of that gravity room and answer the front door NOW!!"

There was another angry yell, a slamming of the door, and then Vegeta appeared in the hall way, walking towards the door, grumbling under his breath. "That stupid woman... I'm not a slave to her... She can get it... That lousy bit..."

"I heard that, Vegeta!!" Vegeta gritted his teeth as he opened the door to find Gohan waiting with his little brother, Goten. Leaving them standing outside and the door open, he turned on heel and quickly walked back to the gravity chamber, the noise of the door slamming again imminent.

Bulma leaned over from her place in the living room. "Oh, hi Gohan! You brought little Goten with you too! Oh how nice! Come on in!" Her head retracted from Gohan's view as he stepped inside and shut the door. Walking to Bulma, he saw Trunks standing a few feet away from her.

"Come on, Trunks. That's it... walk to mommy..." Trunks took one shaky step as he tried to steady himself before slowly taking another step. When he was close to Bulma, he clapped his hands together.

"I did. I did." He lost balance suddenly and fell straight down on his butt as he crossed his arms in irritation.

Bulma brought him closer to her as she baby talked to him. "It's alright, honey... You just like daddy..."

"Uh... Hey Bulma. I decided to bring Goten over so he and Trunks could play... Goten's learning how to walk too."

"That's really nice of you, Gohan," Bulma commented, setting Trunks back down on the ground and standing up. "Would you like something to drink?"

Gohan blushed slightly. "You really don't have to. I'm a little older now and can do things myself."

"Well of course, Gohan. You're how old? 12? 14?"

"15, actually, Bulma."

"Geez... You've grown up so fast. How's Chi-Chi?" Bulma asked as she led Gohan to the kitchen, leaving Goten and Trunks to try doing patty cake with each other, missing hands almost every time. "You want orange juice?"

"Uh... Sure. Mom's doing okay. A little tired from taking care of Goten."

Bulma took out two cups and poured fresh orange juice into them, taking them to the table. "What about... Goku? Have you heard anything from him yet?" Gohan sadly shook his head no. "That's too bad... He's disappears for a year, comes back, then disappears again. I swear, someone's out to get Goku big time."

"There's always someone trying to do my dad in," Gohan lightly joked as he took a sip of his OJ.

Bulma smiled. "That's Goku for you."

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"Can you see at all, Lhuel, 'cause I'm in the dark..." Black, misty fog surrounded the duo as it was impossible to see very far, behind or ahead.

"No, I'm in much in the dark as you are, my friend."

"Aw... That stinks..." Goku trudged on, being extra cautious of any impending danger. Suddenly, he slammed into what seemed to be metal door. "Ow... Man, that really smarts..."

"This must be the sacred temple of the Guardian..." Lhuel replied. "Why don't you try pushing it open?" Goku stopped rubbing his sore head as he forcefully pushed the doors. They opened with an eerie sound. "Spooky..."

"You're telling me..." Cautiously stepping in, the dim lighting from burning lamps hanging against the walls was at best, fair.

The stone walls were very grave looking as the floor was the exact same gloomy color. In the middle was a table that, Lhuel thought, was for some sort of a magic ritual. At the far end was a red throne chair, empty and unoccupied by its current successor.

"Strange... Uh... Where is he?"

"He must be out somewhere... Still, I would be careful, Goku..." Lhuel advised. Goku proceeded on as the doors clanked shut behind them. Crossing the distance of the room, Goku stood in front of the throne, mildly interested.

"Okay... Is there a door behind this or something because I want to get out of here and go home..." Goku complained.

"As do I my friend." Suddenly a roar was heard as it sounded not too distance. "Eh... I think that's the Guardian..." Lhuel turned his head as Goku turned his body back to the entrance as they opened before what appeared to be nobody. "No one..." A great beast suddenly came into view as it looked a cross between many different monsters.

The head was that of a red colored dragon, looking mean and positively frightening. A sphinx body it had, almost like a lion. The tail was a boa constrictor's, long and somewhat slimy. Lastly, the four legs each were of tiger's, orange with black stripes. Its voice was booming. "Who dares to enter my lair?"

Goku's face turned serious. "My friend and I have come to escape from the Labyrinth to go home."

The Guardian laughed. "If that is your wish, you will have to beat me to win. And the loser gets devoured."

Goku's playful smirk lit up across his face. "I'm ready when you are."

The Guardian narrowed his eyes. "Then let's begin the final battle of your life."

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Psy: Another cliffy! Yes! Mwhahaha...

Dark Psy: .:: rolls eyes::. Oh goody...

Psy: Hey... It's fun to leave them hangin'.

Dark Psy: Of course...

Psy: : P Now for the sneak peak...

"But the Guardian does look different... Wasn't the Guardian only meant to be a dragon?"

The coast was clear as Gohan slipped through the front door and was gone.

"I guess I will have to use my final form to finish you off, Goku. You see, I know you and you know me." The Guardian's voice began to change as it sounded all too familiar to him...