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This will alternate between speech and flashback, there is a lot of speech.

No one had ever asked him before. He knew they were aware he was alone, but never had anyone asked him, they just looked at him with pity and went on with their lives. He slide slowly down the wall and sat on the floor, looking up at the dial on the wall, the general wouldn't be here for an hour at least.

"Where do I start? My whole life is what happened, I wonder why I even bother waking up most days" She sat next to him, taking his hands in hers, her eyes glowing with care and wanting to understand, so he took a chance.

"I used to have a home, in fact in my life I've had two and I lost both of them, thanks to the same people. I was born in a small village in the far north, slap bang in the middle of two large military towns. It was a nice village from what I remember, clean and friendly. Being in the middle of the two towns meant we got a lot of soldiers coming through, most were injured and tired. My Father was a doctor, a very good doctor and my mother was a herbologist, there wasn't a single plant out there that she didn't know what it could and couldn't do" He chuckled lightly at the memory, startling Chichi, she had never seen him laugh not even smile, but he continued.

"My Father and Mother would treat the wounded soldiers and the other villagers would give them a bed for the night. I remember helping Mum cook breakfast once, I burnt it all but the soldiers were always so nice they just laughed and played with me. I was happy, I had an older brother Radditz and an older sister Clara, and they would always play and be nice to me. Then when I was four years old I was awoken by my mother, she was frightened, crying and I could hear screaming outside; she ran with me in her arms to the back garden and placed me in a small cupboard in the barn, I didn't know what was happening, what was going on and all the screaming going on around me frightened me to no end, I cried and begged her to stay with me, I asked for Father and my siblings but each time she shushed me and hugged and kissed me, bidding me goodbye like I would never see her again. The last words she gave me were to stay there and to not come out." His eyes were watering, and he struggled to contain his emotion, his fingers twirled with his other fingers and his clothes.

"They destroyed my whole village, killed my whole family, all my friends and all I had was taken from me. I remember holding my Mothers hand as she died; remember her telling me to be brave and to not give up, that they all loved me. I remember crying for hours, just sitting there and crying. I barely understood what was happening or why it had happened. I was there alone for days and I very rarely left my Mother side, I didn't eat, I hardly slept and the longest I remained away was to look for help, I found everyone in my village, bloody and wounded, one or two were still alive but I was too young to know what to do, I just looked at them and cried, it was then I tried to think of dad and what he would do but nothing came, I didn't know what was wrong with these people, I was too young to understand the concept of death." Tears spilled down his soft cheeks and Chichi lovingly wiped all of them away, comforting him by holding his hands and caressing them gently, urging him to continue in his own pace.

"Within the week as usual soldiers came, I don't know when they came, all I remember was hearing a voice and seeing a young soldier rushing over to me. He picked me and I struggled and screamed, never letting go of my Mothers hand, tugging and screaming for her the whole time, I cried more and screamed more as I started to loose grip, the whole legion must have heard because I saw them all running over, a general right at the front as I struggled viciously against this soldier. I didn't want to leave her and the image of protection I always got from them was no longer there, soldiers frightened me now, I had seen the ones that did this to my home and now I feared they would all do it

#FLASHBACK#

The village lay in ruins, smoke billowing out of every possible area, blood spread throughout the area. They had travelled long and far to get here, but upon arriving they found nothing but ruins, the houses all alight, the gardens dug up and thrown about and the bodies of the kind citizens strewn about the place, lying where they had fallen. The legion stood staring at the sight, unable to believe what they saw. They looked hard for survivors those who lay alive but badly injured, along with those unconscious were lifted and were taken by soldiers to the next village where they would hopefully receive help.

Goku just sat there, tears still flowing like rivers down his face as he held onto his Mother hand, hugging her arm in the hopes of some form of comfort. He could hear the clank of armour and cared not that it may be those that did this; he didn't want to leave her, in case she woke up again. The clanking got louder and Goku met the face of a young soldier, his eyes were soft as he looked at Goku who gasped and cowered in fear, tightening his grasp upon his Mother.

"It's ok little guy, I'm here to help, I'm not going to hurt you" The soldiers small smile and soft voice was of no comfort to Goku, screaming with all the energy and air he could summon as he felt him self lifted up and away from his Mother, her hand slipping slightly form his small hands as he tried desperately to stay with her. He kicked and punched with his free arm, his efforts for freedom, hurting him more as he pounded against the armour and having little affect on the soldier, other than sorrow for the poor child.

Goku's tears came in floods, pouring out his eyes like a tidal wave, he saw the other soldiers running over, a smallish man in generals armour right at the front, but he didn't care, he fought on, is grip almost totally away, his small hands unable to hold her adult ones, his small body too weak to fight that pulling gently on him. He screamed louder and louder, his throat and lungs throbbing with effort and his eyes drooping as they pushed more grieving tears out his small eyes.

His body shook with his screams as the small general gently took his hands from his Mother, stroking the small boys cheeks and shushing him, the soldier handed the boy to the general, Goku reluctant to the idea just cried more and pushed against his chest, arching his back and trying to slip down to the floor.

"It's okay. Shush now, there isn't need for that racket is there. Were here to help you, not hurt you. It's ok" The mans voice was soft and calm, no bitterness aimed at him for his behaviour, his hands stills stroked Goku's cheek gently, his screams stopped replaced instead with heavy breathing and silent sobs

#END FLASHBACK#

"The general told me what had happened and who had done it, he explained to me that my friends and family were never going to wake up. He took me in, his legion taking it in turns to carry me back to here. His name was Gohan, he was a famous general, of course I was unhappy for a long time, and I missed my parents greatly. But after a while I made new friends and I settled in with Grandpa, he cared for me and I looked at him as my family, I soon began to forget my old life, but that hatred still remained, the hatred for those that killed my parents. It was all going well until the year of that Big War, I knew who it was against, I knew it was the same group who destroyed my village and I bitterly begged my Grandpa to kill all of them. He left for battle and I was left with a friend of his until he returned, he never did. It was a nice day, sunny and I remember the legion walking over the hill and not seeing him, but I saw his helmet in the centurion's arms and I knew then that he had been killed. I ran back to the forest, back to my old home and sat there, it was a graveyard now, I frequently visited for my family but today I just cried more."

"No one could take me in, I was seven years old and I acted like I was already dead. I refused to eat, sleep, I cried constantly and each time I gained a new family they couldn't cope with me. Eventually I was taken in by the army the commander saying I always had a home with what both of my families had aided so well. I threw my dreams of being a doctor away. I became the almost perfect soldier. I wasn't afraid of battle, I loved it, I could get revenge for those who took my family and maybe end my sorrow by dying as well. I trained non-stop, and raised through the ranks rapidly but I swore to myself to never let myself go through that again, swore that I would build barriers that would stop me from being hurt again. Then you broke them, after almost 15 years, you broke them."

Okay another chapter, I really tried to convey feeling in this but I found it hard to decide how to resent it, I didn't want just all conversation but not all flashback so yer lol.

Hope you like it

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