I really wanted to keep away from some mushiness... but it came... it's somewhere in the middle of the story... But yeah, just wanted to warn. It's kinda between Vegeta and Bulma... (sweatdrop) But nothing over a PG 13 rating! Um... I just don't know what to say for later in the chapter... I don't know if I should keep this rating to PG 13 or up to R... you might see WHY I have stated this. Please give me your own opinion if this rating should be upped... because I really hope to keep my fics no larger than the PG 13 area... I also seemed to make this chapter... long... my counter currently states 19 pages... I was thinking of cutting it in half... but I really want to get this story finished and onto the third part of the fic. I have had this chapter, and the future ones planned since August... there are a few things different than from what I originally planned... but all for the better, I guess... I hope you all like this chapter!

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Scared

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Gohan continued to lovingly stare at the screen of the phone. His fingers idly touched the picture of the ended video, and his eyes began to slowly water. He bit his lip tightly as he turned off the phone with one push of a button, and slid it back into his pocket. The young ruler kept his head lowered as he collected his thoughts; at this moment, Gohan didn't care if the other men realized his moment of weakness. But it wasn't the bad weakness... it was good. It was the weakness that you wished to feel, the weakness you wished to tell others of, to rejoice of. Heck, parents were alive and well!

His parents were alive.

Gohan shifted his body around to face the saiyans standing behind him. A smile graced his face. "They're alive. Bulma... my mom, dad... Videl, they've survived thus far!"

Pure joy was radiating from his eyes and gave the young emperor a new determination. He saw the living conditions that his parents and friends had to live in; he personally wished that they didn't have to ENTER the area, which all this was happening, nonetheless see it.

"I should make sure that word gets to Goten and Trunks," stated Gohan softly as he stood from his place. Slowly moving his neck to the side, he cracked it until the muscle he was trying to stretch could feel the tug. He rolled his shoulders, and then brought his chin up. "But, I think this new message shows that we should be getting this job done faster. There are many who are dying, many innocent souls."

Vegeta snorted as he continued to keep his arms crossed. "Its not like most of them have not joined forces with Cold. That ice-jin is a sneaky one; if he were a saiyan, it would be typical to see that in our society! But, he's doing too good of a job."

Gohan nodded as he motioned for the saiyans to follow him as he began to stride down the halls. "Yes, it has been noticed Vegeta. If I were you, Vegeta, I wouldn't give him too much credit. Not everyone's perfect, as you seem to put him as. Sheesh, even I'm not perfect! There are many faults to me, and I'm only a novice at this ruling the galaxy thing, but I'm learning. I seriously don't think anyone on planet Vegetasei would have thought that the planet would have been destroyed by Frieza and the one to destroy Frieza was no other than a hybrid third-class saiyan! From what I'm reading in the saiyan history books, hybrid saiyans were usually destroyed if they ever made it to the planet along with the family line."

"Yes," stated the saiyan prince, "It was a law created by one of my late grandfathers. Maybe when the Saiyan Empire was created, the law was enforced to keep our blood lines pure."

Raditz nodded as he began to check the arm guards that were secured around his wrists. "What more do we have to live for? If we don't interbred, as my brother has, then the saiyan blood won't survive. It seems like we cannot do anything to prevent the tainting of the pure blood of the saiyan race, that is unless a female saiyan seems to pop up out of no where."

"Fat chance at that," muttered Nappa with disappointment in his voice.

"Oh, come on!" stated Gohan as he stopped his stride to turn around to his saiyan comrades. "Having half-breed saiyan children for your bloodline is better than no legacy, right?" asked the teen.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and started sarcastically, "Please. You must take into consideration that we lived, and in my case, ruled, on a planet that had citizens, which were proud for having pure blood. Take that into consideration that we have to switch our thoughts from 'saiyan ways' to 'anything to survive'."

"So, what you're trying to say is that you don't enjoy having a wife of earth, who basically matches your wits and intelligence along with a son who seems to have an almost identical personality, not to mention, looks up to you?" challenged the ruler of the galaxy.

Vegeta was stuck for a moment; he didn't mutter a word for a few seconds before he came up with different logic. "My wife is the only human on that 'mud ball of a planet' who makes more sense than a can of beans, and my son, his strength makes up for the fact that he's not full blooded! He is stronger than I was at his age. Much stronger," commented Vegeta softly.

Gohan's arms were now also crossed. He turned away from the saiyan prince with the knowledge he knew would be given sooner or later by the prince. "Uh huh," replied Gohan unbelieving, "You only married Bulma because she had a decent sized brain and you give thought to your son because he is strong. I could do a better job of raising a family than you! I'm younger than you, much younger, along with having to run an entire EMPIRE!"

"You don't think I could take care of my family?" challenged Vegeta as he glared to his boss.

The teen shrugged, "You need to show it more. Sometimes showing weakness to your family- a.k.a. love- will create a stronger bond and make you stronger as a person."

Vegeta turned his eyes to gaze at Gohan's. It was an intense gaze, but it was broken when Vegeta snorted once more giving a light-hearted reply, "Shut up, you know too much for your age."

Gohan gave a laugh as they continued their way to the landing deck. "So I've been told."

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Videl gave a small sigh as she looked to the ended video she sent to her friend. She closed her eyes and placed the phone at her heart as she lowered her head. How she missed him; how she missed her own family, her friends, the obnoxious reporters, and her home planet.

She wanted nothing more than to return home.

She looked back to her phone to turn it off pressing a button, but the phone was un-expectantly snatched out of her hands.

She gasped loudly as she spun around to see who her offender was. She would get this person's ass chewed out by King Cold if it was one of those perverted soldiers. But her jaw remained slack as she slowly backed away from the being behind her.

King Cold glanced at the machine, which Videl used only moments before to send Gohan that video. Cold looked over it for a moment pressing a few random buttons before the color screen came back on. The tyrant raised an eyebrow as he noticed the menu for this cell and shook his head in a disapproving manner.

"I'm ashamed, Videl. I thought of better things from you, not this technology that was most defiantly used to backstab me," there was almost hurt in the ice-jin's smooth voice. But he just shrugged it off as he crushed the cell phone in his palms to many little pieces. Videl's eyes widened as her only source of Gohan was destroyed before her eyes.

This action didn't go unnoticed by Cold. He smirked in satisfaction and began to add more salt to the open wound. "I guess I'll have to punish you for that, my little slave. What do you think? Hmmm? Oh, that's right; you cannot voice your opinion anymore. It's a shame, you know? I kind of hoped you would be like the daughter I never had. Oh well, I guess you'll have to settle for bed warmer."

Bed warmer...?

She still looked up to him like a fish out of water, but his words rang in her head once more. 'Bed warmer... bed warmer... bed...'

"Oh, HELL NO!" she exclaimed in fright turning on her heal and dashing down the slick halls. There was one thing she knew and only one thing stuck in her head; she needed to get out of here, and FAST!

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Eleven Months Later...

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Finally... the last planet was taken back in the silent raid against the enemy. Gohan gave silent thanks up to the heavens that he and the other three saiyans made it out alive, and partially safe.

Since the stash of sensu beans ran out a few months back the saiyan warriors had to heal on their own. Raditz was currently resting from a fractured skull, a few broken ribs, and a few torn ligaments in his arms at a near by planet. The planet, called Igakukai, had all the latest medical advances. They couldn't heal wounds instantly like a sensu could, but it was a whole lot faster than if Raditz had to recover in a hospital at Earth. His bones and ligaments were mending back together without complications.

Nappa also had to call some down time. He received a few slashes in his face on one of the recent battles. And one of the slashes took his vision from his left eye. His arm was also almost dead because almost all the veins, blood vessels, and muscle tissue was sliced off the arm. His arm would have had to be amputated if he'd been on earth, but he was also recovering on Igakukai. His arm was healing just fine, but his vision was another story. Depending if a few scheduled surgeries that were coming soon would be successful, he would be able to see- even if he lost the ability to see clearly. But I guess that's what contacts are for when you really need them.

The reason why they were able to get back to the station so quickly was one fatal error that King Cold made. His technology was set up at random bases and only one Mother Station on a semi near planet (found by pure luck) controlled all the robots and machines keeping the people from revolting. This base was also the most armed with warriors. If it weren't for the small space of the building, all of the saiyans would have made it out unscratched.

But, going back to the 'Mother Station' as Gohan dubbed it, the teen was able to shut down all the control systems with the other technology that existed on thousands... no, millions of planets Cold had in his iron fists. After the programs were shut down, Gohan unleashed a fatal computer virus he created by chance only months before when playing around with random computer files. That alone would devastate Cold's network in communication across galaxies and would give the scientists of his rule a HUGE brain sore in trying to figure out THIS attack.

Gohan was quite proud of himself. He had to thank his mother and Bulma for teaching him well. It felt good to have knowledge at his fingertips.

Now, going back to the damage done on our emperor and the prince of the saiyans. Vegeta and Gohan were the only one's with minor scratches from the recent battle they fought at. Both of them were now making their way into the base. They did, however, choose to wear full body and head armor; it was of the men they defeated that worked for Cold, to disguise from any suspecting guards around. The last thing they wanted was for the dark king to be aware of their presence. If Cold did get tipped that the rightful emperor arrived the tyrant would either bring ruckus among with everyone on the ship, he could destroy the base and leave no one to live but himself (Cold did have that cursed gift of breathing in space), or he would cower and run.

Gohan and Vegeta came here for two things, one, to find the ones they love, and to take them back, and two, to kick some ice-jin ass.

Slowly making their way up the darkened halls, both the saiyan had to cautiously look around. They researched the ways of the ice-jin warrior so they could pass off as one in this attack. Hopefully it would be the final one they would make. They were really becoming eager to just go back home.

A few commanding officers were walking down the halls and they came up to the two lone warriors.

"You two!" pointed one of the warriors clad in the flexible armor. It did look much like the armor Gohan chose for his warriors/soldiers, different style though. "You two must take off your helmets now! There's a new rule which his most high has set up!"

Gohan and Vegeta glanced to each other. There was a slight hesitation before Gohan gave a single nod as they turned back to the two red skinned officers. Unlinking the clasps to the helmets and sliding it off of their heads they looked up to the commanding officers, with grave faces.

"Reporting for duty," stated Vegeta boldly as he and Gohan raised their glove clad palms. A smirk reached both of their lips, "Sir," added the saiyan prince as an after thought.

The soldiers of the dark king gaped at the enemy. It wasn't long till they both realized that they were the first to die on the ship.

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Lights began to flicker on and off throughout the ship as well as shaking every once in a while.

Bulma abandoned her work a few moments before for being slung to the other side of the room after the last violent shake. If she landed a few centimeters away from her current position then she would have had to have major surgery. Huge pieces of glass shattered those centimeters away, sure she was scratched by it, but it was nothing like a sword piercing her skin. That's what the glass would have done if she were that few centimeters away from her current position. She was still scared of what was to come.

What was happening?

Did King Cold have another hissy fit?

Was he putting his anger on unsuspecting people?

Were they in the way of a meteor shower?

She shook her head; she lost almost all hope when Chichi was taken away from her current position when the last cook was killed for trying to poison a few warriors of Cold's. And why did Cold pick Chichi to be that cook?

Remember that day the evil king took away Videl's cell?

Cold just so happened to pass thru the halls when he noticed Videl sneaking down to the labs. All needed to be said was he followed her thru the whole video she created. Everyone who conversed with Videl was severely punished also.

All the technology Bulma had to work with was taken away, but the things she was left with she was watched by about ten guards to make sure she didn't get off task from what Cold wanted her to do. Now, all the warriors were gone to see what was wrong leaving her alone in the room. She was thankful she could finally breathe.

We know the fate of Chichi. She was sent to the kitchens. She didn't exactly complain since she enjoyed making food; the only thing she hated was how all the men at the station continued to verbally abuse her and try to violate her when she didn't suspect something. That was when Cold decided to put two guards up to make sure she was protected. He was being selfish in this act; Cold actually enjoyed having Chichi cook. She seemed to make better food than the others. It might have been because she made the food with a special ingredient with out knowing it to make the food taste better. Although she didn't want to admit it, the ingredient that was added was love.

And for the last one whom King Cold captured. Goku. Only four months after the video, Goku was pronounced dead.

That devastated the female scientist and the wife of the saiyan when the news was delivered to them. But the message was taken the wrong way. Goku was indeed now dead, but Kakarot was resurrected to the horror of those who became familiar with the man's cheerfulness and fairness.

Kakarot was ruthless, fearless, and he cared less of others.

He was like the spawn of the evil king.

Now, Kakarot was now one of the highest generals in the military of Cold. All feared him, and that alone brought no hope to the one's who still trusted in Gohan. The only thing Cold couldn't seem to get Kakarot to do was to kill, that was unless it was someone who truly ticked him off. The saiyan would attack, but the person or creature would live unless it was a minion of Cold's that ticked him off in some way.

Why did Kakarot kill those who were in Cold's army and not in his son's? He claimed that the warriors of Cold knew nothing of the emperor. The subjects of Gohan would be more valuable alive than dead. The king then agreed to Kakarot's reasoning.

But now, all hope was basically lost... that was till she heard a shout in the halls.

"GET BACK!" shouted a random warrior of Colds.

Another one gave a shout as he passed by the room Bulma was in, "SHIT!" he exclaimed as his voice started to disappear down the halls, "THE EMPEROR IS HERE! GET Ba-ck!"

Those words gave Bulma strength as she jumped up from her current, uncomfortable position. She dashed to the doors, and ripped it open to see just WHAT that soldier meant!

She was abruptly slammed to the floor by a strong force, soon to be recognized as a very muscular body.

The female kept her eyes closed thru the whole time starting to become short of breath. This wasn't good. The weight of this person was slowly killing her! She opened one of her eyes to peer at her captor.

Was her eye deceiving her!

She opened the other to gaze into the eyes stone cold eyes of her husband. He too looked dumbfounded. "V-Vegeta?" she muttered softly slowly regaining her voice. Just staring into his eyes spoke about her joy to see her savior. Vegeta, on the other hand, noticed all the pain and misery that she faced in this time. He shook his head before enveloping her in his strong arms, as he rolled to the side so she could be on top of him.

The weight was now gone from Bulma's body allowing her to breath freely.

The saiyan prince didn't want her to suffer any more; he knew she didn't deserve this kind of punishment. He did. He was the one who murdered! He was the one who lied! He was-

"You don't know how relieved I am to see you," she whispered softly in his ear as she laid her head on his muscular chest. Silent tears began to slow from her eyes. These tears, they were held back to show her fearlessness in this little taste of hell. This is what the enemy wanted to see; they wanted to be the ones to break her.

No.

She remained strong. And now she was safe in the arms of her husband. He sat up from his place at the floor and helped his wife to also sit as she continued to sob in his chest. Vegeta soothingly rubbed her back as he leaned his chin on her head.

His nose could pick up the odor in her hair. She, like many of the other captives on this ship, couldn't bathe for days on end. That would change when all of Gohan's rule would be transported to a near by planet for treatment. It was already set up for any survivors of Cold's cruelty.

"I-I did not t-thin you would c-come..."

Vegeta held her tighter and he closed his eyes; new emotions were slowly creeping their way into the prince that he never even thought he would experience: pain, hatred, sadness, comfort... love...

"I came, Bulma," replied Vegeta for the first time he reunited with her. He placed a kiss on her forehead. "I came to get you, and I will always be here for you. I promised it in our vows to each other at our marriage, and I will never abandon you."

Those words were all that needed to be told to Bulma's tortured and broken soul and heart. Those words alone began to mend them back together.

Standing outside the door, Gohan watched quietly before he turned to dash down the remaining path to his destination. He needed to find Cold. He wanted this night mere to end NOW.

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Another ship landed on the landing pad of the space station. First to step out on the landing pad to check out the surroundings, was Raditz. His dark eyes scanned the area making sure nothing was abnormal. He smirked when he noticed a few of Cold's warriors sleeping just a short ways away.

Looking back into the station, Raditz signaled for the others in the ship to come out. Zarbon stepped out softly as he too gazed around followed by Nappa. The saiyans' eye, however, couldn't be healed. He was forever blind in the eye.

The only reason why the two saiyans were out of bed rest was because Zarbon came to the rescue. He brought both men sensu beans. He also had a few extra for emergencies.

The three men walked over to the small group of sleeping soldiers and the three silently counted down.

"Five," started Zarbon.

"Four," added Raditz.

"Three," muttered Nappa.

"Two."

"ONE!" shouted all men in unison as they powered up.

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Gohan dashed thru the halls, glancing in every room looking for one particular person.

Videl.

Her ki was masked by something so she couldn't exactly pin point the location of his friend. But he could pinpoint the location of his foe. Cold was at the room down the hall, and all he had to do was knock it down. The other doors seemed to be a piece of cake to open with his strength. The quality of the metal seemed to wear off making the protection to this space station thinner and weaker.

He needed a new base build.

He would later ask the scientists and engineers and construction workers to help create a new one. He would wait though; these people, all were weary, needed rest and recovery. They shouldn't have gone thru this... again. Gohan blamed himself for allowing this happen; he never wanted the citizens under him to suffer this way... not ever.

Gohan thought it would be best to stop and try a different approach to opening the door. The majority of the rooms still had a hand scanner at the side. Gohan noticed one at the side of the room he wanted to enter. He smirked as he brought his hand up, to take the glove off, and place the hand over the pad.

A small beep was sounded and the red light turned green just as the door slid open.

That gave Gohan the time to enter the poorly lit room. It was only dim from many candles around the room. Gohan ventured in slowly getting very bad vibes. He looked around noticing the crude sculptures, paintings, and blood...

He shook his head in disgust and his features darkened. King Cold is worse than his late son! This sight was... disgusting!

Gohan turned his head to the side of the room, and he shook his head. His face became white in horror. There was a giant bed. Cold was currently sleeping, and he noticed Videl lying on the floor, her back facing him. She too was asleep, and her hair was spread out like a large fan on the tiled floor. Her hair had grown much since he last saw it in the video. It was a bit longer than shoulder length, than the short boy hair cut it had been before.

Gohan silently rushed up to her, and rolled her over to gaze at him.

And then he noticed.

He noticed her stomach. It was round and ripe.

She was pregnant.

His eyes widened in horror as pain crossed her facial features. Gohan picked her up gently and brought her to the other side of the room, away from Cold. And in the midst of all this, the movements that Gohan made stirred Videl awake.

"P-please don't... please don't take me again...

please..."

Her eyes were currently closed, but they snapped open when she felt the soft human flesh of Gohan's hand compared to the reptilian skin of Cold's. Her eyes looked up to Gohan's saddened ones.

Her breathing labored and she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly as she shoved her face into his chest. Loud sobs were heard and her whole body shook. Gohan had to hold back all the sadness he held for her back also, trying his best to be strong for her. She desperately needed a shoulder to lean on, and she would have it. She needed all the care and attention she could get right now. She would get it.

"G-Gohan... don't let him... don't let him..." she pleaded anxiously. "Keep him away... keep him away... Don't let him take me anymore..."

The dark king on the bed stirred.

Gohan lowered Videl's broken body on the floor, and he took off the belt he wore around his waist. The belt held all sorts of weapons, from guns to knives. There were cherry bombs to grenades. There were also back up weapons in capsules that were attached at the sides of the belt. Gohan placed the belt over her shoulder and under the opposite arm to tie it securely. He handed her one of the nuclear guns and pulled back a lever.

"If anyone tries to assault you, just aim and shoot. It paralyzes with one shot if it hits. Two shots might kill the creature."

Gohan stood up, and helped Videl to her feet. He softly sighed as he noticed the clothing she wore. It left nothing to imagination...

He took of the armor of his clothing revealing a robe like shirt that was tied with a sash. He quickly untied the sash and the shirt leaving him in only an undershirt.

Gohan quickly brought Videl's arms up to her side so he places the thin arms in the large holes of the shirt and wrapped it around her. It was to also hide the weapons she carried to protect herself. He tied the sash around her waist gently and he looked over her quickly. Gohan nodded in approval.

Videl was finally clothed in something that looked more as a dress than a man's shirt. The female looked up to the emperor with worry.

Was he leaving her again...?

"Videl, get out of here! Try and find Vegeta, Bulma, or one of my parents. They should try and help you," stated Gohan with a reassuring gaze.

She looked to him with a frown and shook her head softly.

"Kakarot will do nothing for me."

What?

"Kakarot? Don't you mean my dad, Goku?"

Videl fell to her knees once more, this time clutching her ripe stomach. Tears were shed again. "Kakarot is Cold's highest General."

Gohan's heart froze as he gazed at Videl.

"...What?"

"Who's in here?" boomed a deep voice from the side of the room.

Gohan quickly turned his head into the direction of the noise before he turned to Videl and helped her up once more. He walked to the door and opened it when he placed his hand over the pad.

This was the first time Videl was able to see the outside of the room in almost a year. She fearfully looked to Gohan.

"I need to finish some business, Videl. I'll come to get you after I make sure Cold's gone, but I need you to find Vegeta for the time being. He will take you to safety."

She gazed to the open halls that her eyes were slowly becoming use to again, and then looked back in to where Cold was waking up, to Gohan once more.

He gave her a reassuring smile and he hugged her with one arm, his other hand was still on the pad keeping the door open. "I promise to come out for you as soon as I'm finished." He kissed her on the lips. Her lips, he could tell have been violated many times. But she welcomed the soft kiss he planted on her lips.

He came back and looked to her hopeful eyes. He smiled down to her and caressed her cheek.

She smiled back softly. "Keep yourself alive."

He nodded and she turned around to leave the room, gun in hand. "I have every intention to," he answered her full of confidence.

She looked back to him one last time, a full smile on her lips even though there was strong pain clearly seen in her dim blue eyes.

He turned around, and took his palm off of the pad and noticed Cold standing on the other side of the room glaring deeply to the young emperor. "I didn't know a rat came onto my ship."

"Your ship?" questioned Gohan harshly as his eyes turned to stone. "You clearly know that I'm back to claim what I have earned! You just took over it like a coward!"

"A coward?" questioned King Cold mocking, "It's anything BUT a cowards way. Live with it Gohan. There are some enemies you have that are just too smart for their own good."

Gohan began to laugh at the irony of these words. Too smart, yeah right, too smart his ass! "Well, I guess you don't realize that I have learned from the 'glitches' in my security system. I have come back full force, and I have taken back all which belonged to me." Gohan crossed his arms as he began to power up. A blue aurora began to shine around his body. "And this station, Cold, is my last stop."

With that stated, Gohan shouted.

His power increased.

His muscles budged.

His eyes turned turquoise and his hair turned gold, and his hair seemed to become longer by the moment.

Gohan was jumping levels.

He was going straight to Super Saiyan Three.

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Videl softly ran down the halls of the ship. It had been so long since she roamed the halls. Was it really almost a year ago that she made the fatal mistake? Now she was carrying the child of a villain. He didn't even think humans could breed with his race. I guess he was mistaken when her stomach began to swell.

Videl felt much comfort for wearing something more than the clothing she had on under the very long and over sized shirt. She was very surprised that it covered her stomach. No signs of the pregnancy was noticed, that was unless someone grabbed her from behind...

And that was exactly what happened.

The gun, which was firmly gripped in her palms, dropped to the ground. Her breathing became more labored and she could feel her heart beating faster. All she could do was remain frozen, as she had done for the past eight months.

The three months before that, she fought back... until Cold caught her...

"Videl."

It was that voice...

She looked back.

It was Kakarot. His eyes were no longer filled with hatred as it did before, but compassion. "Are you okay, Videl?" he whispered to her softly as he brought her to the shadows. She looked up to him and lowered her head. Kakarot placed a supportive hand on her shoulder. "Vegeta, Raditz, Nappa, and Zarbon are looking for survivors of Gohan's empire. Do you want to go on one of the ships... or get something to eat? I can escort you to the mess hall."

She glanced to the saiyan oddly. Was he tricking her... or was he really just playing the bad ass general that would kill all in his way? "Why go to the mess hall? Wouldn't your first thoughts be to send me to a ship... or send me back to Cold...?"

Goku's face was taken back as he lowered his head. "I'm sorry I didn't inform you before of what I planned." He picked her up carefully carrying her as a small child cradled in his arms. He began to walk to the cafeteria. "I only killed those who were in Cold's army, and helped to preserve all those who were in Gohan's kingdom. I later gave them aid to their wounds. Almost all on Gohan's side was informed but a select few who were not aloud to come near me... you and Bulma included." Goku then began to stride down the halls. "Now... I think you need to eat something before we actually get to the ship. You are, after all carrying a growing child."

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Raditz looked back to the halls of the space station heading to King Cold's chambers. He could feel an intense battle being fought in that room... a passion filled war between two rulers. It almost scared the saiyan too...

Another violent shake was felt, and he noticed his nephew's body shoot down the halls being thrown back from some force. Then the emperor landed on the ground only inches away from where Raditz was standing. Without second thought, Gohan shot back up and dashed back to the room, now in Super Saiyan Two.

Raditz watched slowly before he shook his head.

He too needed a long vacation, a very LONG vacation. Maybe the beach a trip to the beach could be called for.

"RADITZ!" shouted a voice from a different angle of the room. And just turning his vision to the side, he noticed Bulma running over to him in a paranoid like manner. "I can't find Goku or Videl! We might have to leave with out them!"

Leave...

Raditz eyes darkened. "No. We need to wait for them. And we need to wait for Gohan also." He looked back to the shaking walls of the space station. This structure would collapse in about 30 minutes... at the longest... 5 minutes in worst-case scenario. We need to wait." Raditz smirked. "I know my own nephew. He'll make it."

"I hope, in this case, that you're right," muttered Bulma as she folded her fingers up to her chest.

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Gohan panted heavily as he slipped out of Super Saiyan Two. He was now a stage lower.

The smirk on Cold's face reached ear to ear. "Oh, how I've loved to see this day coming. The one who defeated my own son cannot defeat me. I guess you didn't give him the chance to transform into a stronger stage, for I am already in stage five."

Gohan stubbornly stood up and leaped at Cold once more, but this time the enemy swatted him away like a fly.

"I had expected better from you Gohan. You seemed to promise much more than, than this." Cold walked over to one of the walls in the room, and pulled down a jagged blade at least five feet long. Very sharp it was as he picked at it with his finger. Cold smirked evilly as he noticed a small speck of purple blood fall from his finger and drop to the floor.

The ice-jin licked the wound and the smile remained. "Perfect," he muttered softly before he gripped the handle of the blade tightly. "Now it's your turn to bleed!" And his evil cackle rang throughout the room.

Gohan, on the other hand, was feeling very dizzy. How did this happen? Why was he so tired? Why did he feel like quitting? What was going on? What was wrong with him? He looked up, and noticed the shining of the blade in dim light. He gave a weak smile as he stared at the blade.

So, this was his fate?

It looked sharp, and painful.

Gohan tried to get up, but his limbs were numb. Nothing seemed to be working. They were completely numb.

'Then I guess I die...' thought the emperor as he lowered his head. He was tired, very tired... Maybe just a short rest would help... maybe it is just a bad dream he was facing right now... maybe...

He heard footsteps not far away.

He looked up noticing someone jump before him, shielding as the blade came down.

Wait...

Who was that?

Gohan forced to focus on the person before him. The back of the outfit was now stained with blood in the back. The jagged blade ripped through their chest to their stomach; the blade also was shoved far enough to body to come out their back.

So much blood...

And the person before him remained standing. Then, something started to fall out of her stomach and onto the rug-covered floor. Was that... a baby?

Oh no.

Gohan's vision abruptly came back, and his energy seemed to come back as a new energy seemed to seep into his skin. The person slumped to the floor, and fell to the side. So much blood oozed from the wound... Not even a sensu could heal all this damage.

He noticed the shocked looking face of Cold as he dropped the blade to the floor. Gohan also dashed over to the person, and looked to their face. His skin color almost became as white as Cold's.

Videl...

He lightly touched her face, her blood smeared face. Her lips were curved into a smile, and her insides began to slowly spill out, no thanks to her sacrifice. He looked to the sac that fell out of her body.

The baby.

It was half in the severed placenta, and half exposed to the air.

Gohan looked back to the woman he loved. His heart shattered at the sight of her shell, of her corpse. He touched her forehead once more before he stood up once more to glare at Cold darkly. With his newfound energy he transformed once more attacking this time out of pure rage...

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For sure, the station was about to collapse. Fires broke out all over the station leaving all behind that had died to turn to ash along with everything else. There was still no sign of Gohan or Videl.

Bulma came back out with husband at her side and they came to talk with Raditz, who continued to stand there, waiting.

"Raditz, we really should leave. It's been about fifteen minutes, and everything is beginning to collapse! All we could do right now is leave an escape pod of Gohan and Videl, and hope they make it out alive! Come on! We need to get everyone else to safety!" stated Bulma looking up to the stubborn saiyan.

Raditz looked down to Bulma, and shook his head, "I refuse to abandon any family I have ever again. I depend too much on them... and now they depend too much on me." Raditz gritted his teeth as he looked to the growing fires, "I will not abandoned them, again... Anyways, I can feel Gohan's energy. He's on his way."

Sure enough, a silhouette of a person came from the flames. His aurora alone was warding off the flames that threatened to melt his flesh and singe what little clothes remained on his body.

Gohan's stride was regal as he carried a small bundle in his arms.

The three waited for Gohan to make it over to them, and they watched as he slowly made it into the ship. To the two saiyans' surprise, it looked like he was carrying... a baby?

Bulma and the two other men walked in to see what Gohan had to say. And where was Videl? He walked into the main room where many of his loyal followers stood to honor him. Gohan, however, lowered his head as he went to Zarbon. "Start up the engines, Zarbon. We can now leave."

The green skinned alien looked down at what Gohan had in his arms.

It looked like an ice-jin infant!

Zarbon looked up to his emperor, and eyed him suspiciously.

"We can leave now, Zarbon. I'll explain all that happened... or what I can explain when we are on our way in space."

That stated, Zarbon gave a slow nod, as he made sure all doors and openings to the ship were closed before he turned the engines on.

Gohan walked over to the chairs and sat in a seat beside a random soldier in his army. Gohan's eyes were now distant, but he held the sleeping infant in his arms as if it were the most cherished thing in the world.

The people around couldn't help but look at the young child. Why would their emperor be saving this young babe of an ice-jin! Didn't he just kill the mother-of-all lizards?

Zarbon finally stabled the ship in the blackness of space, and turned it to autopilot. He then stood up and walked back to his ruler. Kneeling before the emperor, the green skinned alien looked into the dim eyes of the teen saiyan.

"Gohan, will you explain what happened? Is King Cold gone?" he questioned.

The eyes of the emperor closed as he nodded.

Many cheers were sounded through the ship as well as hugs and kisses given... er... kisses to the married or dating couples...

"But-"

Every stopped their moment of celebration to hear what the hybrid saiyan needed to add.

"I couldn't take her body with me..."

Whose body...?

"What do you mean? Do you mean Videl? Why didn't she come with you?" asked Bulma as she walked over to Gohan.

Gohan swallowed hard as a tear fell from his eye.

That was something the citizens NEVER saw.

"I couldn't bring her body out with me... the flames snatched her away from me..." muttered the broken ruler as he clutched the baby. "This is all I have left of her... All I have left..."

"What are you blabbering about!" exclaimed Vegeta as he glared to Gohan. This hybrid saiyan wasn't making ANY sense!

A hand was placed on the saiyan princes' shoulder. Vegeta snapped his head around to face the father of Gohan. "Videl was raped, and became pregnant," he muttered, "The last I saw her was when I took her to the mess hall to get something to eat. She vanished from my view when she had the chance."

"And she protected me..."

All looked to Gohan as he stared at the young child which now opened its eyes. It opened its crystal blue eyes. The emperor smiled as he gazed down to the baby. "She wanted me to stay safe... even though I thought Cold was going to kill me with his blade." The baby continued to look up to Gohan. It did look like a mini ice-jin. "And this little one just barely made it after Videl took the blade for me. It was to cut me in half... but it ran thru her like butter... from her heart to her womb, just barely missing this young one..."

Gohan continued to keep his smile on the face to try and keep the baby from crying. He didn't need another tearful eye; this was a new life! It didn't deserve to be looked down upon. "Like me..." muttered Gohan as he began to hug the child once more in his secure arms. This child was just like him... if he were to have lived in saiyan society, he would have been condemned to death, he and his family...

No, this child wouldn't learn of the sins of his true father...

Gohan looked to the side and faced the saiyan prince, "Vegeta, could I borrow your phone?"

The prince nodded as he took it out of a hidden pocket of his armor, the same pocket which he hid the 'precious' jewels a few years back.

Gohan took the phone and began to type in a message.

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Goten squealed as he read over his message his brother sent not long before.

"TRUNKS! TRUNKS! MR. PICCOLO! MR. PICCOLO! Gohan sent me a MESSAGE!" he looked around the lookout.

"Trunks?" The Goku clone, now looking to be about the age of a pre-teen, thanks to the Room of Time and Spirit, looked for his friend. "Piccolo?"

"Up here!" exclaimed the hybrid saiyan prince above the lookout.

Goten looked to his friend and smiled, "Do you know where Mr. Piccolo is?"

Trunks lowered to the lookout to stand beside his life long friend; he nodded his head, "The green bean said something about getting more food."

"Oh..." Goten then smiled as he put his flip phone away. "Gohan sent a message stating that Videl died... and that he was bringing a surprise home."

Trunks eyes widened, "Videl WHAT!"

"Died..." muttered the young pre-teen.

"But... but... Videl is too cool to die!" exclaimed Trunks as he raised his arms up, "She can actually FIGHT!"

Goten nodded in agreement, a smug look growing on his face. "I think I know a way to bring her back too..." the black haired hybrid looked around really quick making sure the coast was clear. "Do you want to get the Dragonballs from my house?"

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WAIT! Before you decide to KILL me... please send a comment or two about what you think of this so far... Please? (Gives puppy eyes)

-Takuma