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duskshadow- Yeah, Vegeta is still alive and kicking, and I intend to keep him that way for at least a few more chapters. I would recommend that anybody feeling they are having stranger dreams than Trunks seek some sort of support, but then again that is my opinion on the matter.

Moonlit 1 and Tilea and a few anonymous reviewers- After a lengthy hiatus, TDPS Ch 3 is finally up, hope you enjoy it.

"Trunks, is everything okay?" questioned a familiar voice from behind him. Upon turning around Trunks realized it was Pan, Goten and Bra were right beside her. All three of them had very concerned looks on their faces.

"Why wouldn't I be okay?" Trunks kinda mumbled. He must have fallen asleep again. He had decided to keep himself awake as much as possible in order to avoid his "dark" half.

"Well, for one you just fell asleep, in the middle of practice. Then you started to kick and thrash while you were asleep. You nearly took off my head with your guitar. You positive you're okay?" Goten explained.

"Yeah, maybe I just need some sleep." He put his guitar in its case and gathered his other gear. "You guys mind if I leave practice early?"

"Not at all." Came their collective response. He didn't leave them much choice anyway, he was already gone. An awkward silence followed, they all knew something was bothering him. The question was, what?

"Well Goten, any ideas as to what is bothering him?" Pan finally asked, the silence was more annoying than the problem at hand.

"Me, how the hell should I know?" He responded.

"Well, you are his best friend, right."

"What's that have to do with anything? He doesn't share a damned thing with me before telling you first anymore. And what about Bra, she actually lives with the guy, maybe she knows something."

"True. Although I doubt that you or Pan know anything. Fuck, all I know is what I've overheard dad saying." Bra decided to intervene before this erupted into full blown war.

"Well, would you care to enlighten us?" Goten inquired. He serious thought about getting down on his knees and begging, anything to boost people's spirits. That and this whole situation was weighing that heavily on him.

"Okay, I'll say what I can. First off, it sounds as though my dad has been through this as well. Second, it would seem that there is a 'second' Trunks living inside the one we know, but an evil version of him. Worst of all, it's fighting to gain control of 'our' Trunks' body." Bra paused long enough to make sure all this registered before she continued. Pan seemed to be getting it ok, but Goten looked as though he needed a complete PowerPoint presentation before he would understand. "Am I correct in assuming we all like my dear brother the way he is?" Seeing that Pan was agreeing whole-heartedly and that Goten was finally getting it, she concluded her explanation." Then I suggest we find a way to save him."

"There is no way to save him, I should know." Everybody turned around to discover Vegeta leaning against the doorway. "So is this a private discussion exclusive to half-saiyans, or are you brats ready to listen to an experienced full blooded saiyan?"

"Uh, no. Go ahead and say whatever you want, Vegeta-sama." Goten answered, he always thought it better to address Vegeta in a formal matter. He didn't want to get on his bad side. Hell, he was already half-way there thanks to being the son of Kakarot, but due to his showing of respect all these years, he remained on Vegeta's "good" list none the less.

"Well, first of all, let me tell you that the evil we're talking about here puts Frieza, Cell, all those guys to shame. Killing for pure pleasure is the only thing on this maniac's mind. This brand of death is of the quick and painless variety either, he would sooner tear you apart organ by organ than deliver a quick ki blast to the head. Really, if you want to survive, you have one of two choices. Befriend him, or kill him. And I'll warn you now, the first option would likely involve having to kill one of the ones closest to you, and should you choose the second option. Show no remorse, because he sure as hell won't show you any, unless if it's a trick, that's how twisted a mind we're dealing with." Vegeta began to exit at those last few words.

"Um, Vegeta. May I ask how you got rid of your 'evil' self then, because you sure seem alive to me." Pan requested.

"I didn't. Even now, he's fighting for control. I fear I may have to let him loose in the near future too." Vegeta replied as the door shut.

Yeah, yeah. I know, another evil cliffy, but it keeps readers coming back. So review now or I may let my evil side take over and let the story end here.