(A/N: Disclaimer: Here's the last chapter for the year, and the end of the first half of this story. Now, I know you're wondering about the special author's note. Well, I'll tell you at the end. I know, I know. But please be patient for a little bit longer. Anyways, enjoy the interlude!)


"I'll be back." Madi said, going off somewhere. I don't know what she does half the time.

"Okay. Be safe." I said as she left the house.

After checking the coast is clear, I decided to wander around the house, checking everything out. I've never had the chance to do so in the one month I've been living here.

Pearl and Sinbad were gone as well, either kicked out for the week or hanging out at a local bar, I don't know and I don't care, as long as they don't make comments about my hair growing out, which I had tied up in a small ponytail.

I walked down the halls, looking around until I saw the garage door. I hadn't been in here before, so I turned the knob and walked in, shutting it behind me.

The garage was pitch dark as I groped around for a light switch. I finally felt it and flipped it, turning on the lights.

In the middle of the room was a massive tank! I ran over to it and inspected it.

"Holy crap, Madi has a tank. But, why would she need one, though?" I muttered to myself, wondering why would Madi, with all her powers, need a tank.

"Of course! Maybe she needs a method of transport. A Madi Tank if you say." I said to myself.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard, causing me to be confused. I looked around, only to see the tank was aiming the cannon right at me. I ducked as it fired, putting a hole in the wall, and a random ghost's stomach. "What the hell was that for?!" shouted the ghost, leaving in a huff.

I was wondering what got the tank to start targeting me. It doesn't seem to be alive, or else it would have talked or stood up or done anything else.

"Pearl! Sinbad! If you're in the Madi Tanks, get out be-" was all I got out before getting shot by heat-seeking missiles.

Now, kids, I don't want you to try this at home to see if you're a Saiyan or have Saiyan blood in you. Or anywhere for that matter.

"But why?" You might have asked. And let's just say, it's not pleasant. In fact, despite being part Saiyan, getting hit by a heat-seeking missile felt like getting hit by a miniature supernova. And since there were more than one heat-seeking missile, you see where I'm going at.

I fell to my knees, heavily breathing at this point, my jacket ripped and my pants have holes in it.

"Why does the tank keep attacking? It's clearly not Pearl or Sinbad, they would brag about how they're finally getting the chance to kill me off." I said in between pants.

Now, I know what you're gonna say. "You can go Super Saiyan!" or, "You can use Instant Transmission!", so why don't I just use those two?

First of all, I'm still getting the hang of Super Saiyan. Remember that I've only gotten it almost a year ago, and it wasn't in the best of situations.

And as for Instant Transmission, same as Super Saiyan, I'm still learning it. It's not like I did it and suddenly can do it at the drop of a hat. I'm still figuring out how to sense ki in order to use Instant Transmission.

"Seriously, is the Madi Tank defective?" I asked, only for it to aim all its weapons at me. And just as it fired, I realized something.

It may not be talking, it may not be standing. But it is alive! And for some reason, it really hates being called the Madi Tank.

Right as I made that realization, I got hit by all kinds of missiles, lasers, and for some reason, bombs.

I was blasted to the far corner of the garage, heavily bleeding as my hat was completely destroyed, my shirt was halfway burned, and my right pants leg was blasted.

However, instead of getting tired due to the pain, I was pissed. I'm already done with Pearl and Sinbad putting me down, trying to make my life feel like hell as they suggest ways to kill me whenever Madi is not around.

I already have to deal with Goku claiming to be sympathetic about my past, yet tells me to stop being sarcastic, which is my coping mechanism and my defense against the town that wants to hate me.

But I will not, not, let myself get killed by a stupid tank that has a name complex!

With that angry thought in my head, I powered up past Super Saiyan, feeling the floodgates of power being broken as I ascended past it, to Ascended Super Saiyan. Otherwise known as Super Saiyan 2.

Glaring at the tank with no care about what's gonna happen(at the moment), I teleported right up to it and started beating the everlasting crap out of it.

"I don't care what fucking name complex you have, you're gonna be called the Madi Tank and you're gonna fucking like it!" I yelled, as I kicked it to the wall.

It began to fire all of its weapons, as I began charging a familiar attack.

"Final Kamehameha!" I exclaimed, releasing the attack, which blew up the weapons and hit the tank, causing it to not be destroyed, but severely damaged.

"I win." I said simply before returning back to normal and passing out.


Madi's Perspective-?

"So why in the unholy ass would you larp on a child for his 'tude but I'm the exception?" I asked Goku Xeno, giving him a look that says, "Why!"

"Because I already deal with Vegeta half the time." Goku said.

"It's your fault you got the wrong Getes. Don't pull that one on me." I said, looking done with this, wondering what day it is today.

"Well, have you noticed the odd thing about Aaron's training, though? Despite the fact he's never been trained properly, he managed to match that version of Getes and almost matched me. I think he might actually be a Legendary Super Saiyan, and the other reason I don't want him to be sarcastic is because the more he does so, therefore giving in to his negative traits, the more he might end up like Broly." Goku explained.

"Oh, no. You're not changing the subject! Broly's a madman who loves Goku Puffs for breakfast. So don't you pull that 'He's the next Behemoth' on me!" I yelled.

I still have no clue what day it is. Or why it's important to me!

Suddenly, I got a notification relating to the Maddison Tank.

"Oh my god, my tank and Aaron's been stolen!" I exclaimed.

"Why do you think that?" Goku said, reading it closely.

"Because if my enemies know who's living with me, they'll steal him for ransom!" I yelled, fearing for Aaron's life.

"Even when it's Aaron who beated up your tank by turning into Super Saiyan 2 with no training, proving my point?" Goku asked.

"I have to get home! He might be hurt!" I said worriedly

"Happy Birthday, by the way!" Goku said, just as I already started to leave the building.

"Fuck your Jewish Scosches!" I yelled back.


Later-Madi's House

"AARON! WHERE ARE YOU!" I yelled, trying to see if he's been kidnapped.

"Ow." Aaron's voice groaned from the garage, sounding like he just woke up or something.

"YOU'RE HERE!" I exclaimed, hugging Aaron with tears in my eyes.

"Madi, my ribs. I think you're breaking them some more." Aaron squeaked out in pain.

"Sorry." I said, letting him go.

"Are you crying?" Aaron asked, noticing my tears.

"Maybe. I thought you were dead." I said.

"Your tank tried to do just that. And just because I called it the Madi Tank." Aaron said.

"It hates nicknames." I said, remembering her experiences. All 1,000,000 of them.

"That would be useful earlier. By the way, why haven't you shown me the tank or even the garage at all?" Aaron asked.

"Waiting for next month." I said simply

"Well, I guess I totaled the tank, then." Aaron said nervously.

"Nah, that bitter hunk of junk will repair itself." I said.

"...So what do we do for your birthday, anyways?" Aaron asked.

It took me a good 24 Hours to realize what he meant. So I answered, "What did you want to hear last month?"

"...I was wondering what your past was like." Aaron said.

End of the Interlude and First Half of the Story


(A/N: And that is it! I know you all wanted to know Madi's history, but we decided to save that for the next interlude. But with this out of the way, it's time for the special message.

As you all know, I have been spending too much time either doing this or my other story, Pokemon XY&Z: The Makings of a Legendary Trainer: Journey of Bonds{For those reading this on , this is a story for Wattpad}, that it's actually hard to get both of them done without having to spend so much time doing one.

Luckily, my co-author, and brother, had given me an idea. I'll work on one chapter at a time for each story. That way, I can work on both without losing too much time focusing on either one. And since I'm planning on doing another story on , like The Critical Mew, it'll be great for my schedule for the next year and for any other stories I'm planning on writing in the future.

I'll be putting this plan into use in January, right after my one week break{which I need after spending the past year watching half of Sabrina the Animated Series and need some mitosis for my remaining brain cells]. Hope you all have a great New Year's and here's hoping for a good, if we could manage it, great 2021!)