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Imperfection

"Bulla?"

The young sea-green haired Saiyan returned back to Earth once her mother's voice reached her ears as she had been too fixated on the sick Saiyan. As soon as she noticed that she still had Goku's hand tightly clasped within hers, she yanked it away as if she had just touched a burning furnace.

"Y-Yeah?"

"May I have a word with you?" Bulma asked, her eyes narrowing.

She smiled tersely. "Sure." Came the reply as her mother led the way through the narrow hallway, heading to the half Saiyan's room.

"So I wanted to ask you, did anythingthat I should know of happen last night?" she asked, nonchalantly.

Bra suddenly felt very self-conscious as anxiety slamming hard on her. "No… Why?" She lied, trying to keep her cool.

Bulma raised a brow briefly at her daughter before swinging the door to the Saiyan's room wide open. "Then what was that doing in the Gravity Room?" She said while pointing at the rather ruffled bra that was loosely matted against the bed. Other than that, they looked okay…if you minus the broken clasps that is. "That is the only piece of clothing that was intact. The rest were beyond repair…not that you're going to use that again right?"

Oh shitshitshit! I can't believe we left all our clothes there! Bra couldn't even bare to face her mother for the moment because she couldn't tear her sights from her ruined white bra.

Bulma sighed. "You're lucky I found those instead of Vegeta. Now more so that he knows that you're his daughter."

When Bra still said nothing, she decided to ask another question. "Was this the only time?"

The half Saiyan was finally able to break her focus on her garment and face her mother, however she quickly averted her gaze elsewhere the second she saw the look of disappointment glistening from her aqua orbs.

"Yes…and no…" She responded meekly.

"Explain." She demanded. Now that the blue haired heiress knew that she was her daughter, scolding at her became that much easier.

Bra sighed with defeat, deciding that it was time to come clean. "The first time was the night before we 'moved' in here. However we only…kissed then." She made sure to leave out that it actually turned into a mini makeout session.

"So that's why you and Goku came here the next day...and the divorce…it all makes sense now." Bulma said with wide eyes, putting all the pieces to the puzzle together. "Why would you destroy the guy's marriage!? Poor Goku!"

"Huh what?! Now wait a minute, I'll admit that I played a part on this and perhaps I encouraged him." Bulma raised a brow. "Okay I did encourage him, but believe it or not, he was the one who started it, not me."

Her mother looked at her skeptically. "How could you say that?! Goku would never-"

"That's what I thought before he did it." Bra said, defensively. "But you have to believe me when I say that I didn't expect or… w-wanted-" She couldn't finish not because genuine tears were beginning to cascade down her cheeks, but because she knew the sentence left unsaid wasn't true.

When she was younger, she was pretty much an expert on the art of lying. However as she grew older, pass her early teenage years, she became worse and worse to the point that a white lie could be seen a mile away. In fact it was a miracle that she had been able to keep her identity under wraps, lying to everyone, minus Goku, in this timeline for the past three years!

Her mother's eyes enlarged understandingly. "Yo-you love him…"

The young Saiyan was taken aback by her mother assumption, but if it was an assumption and not a fact, then why did her heart skip a beat when she said it? I'm not…am I? Surely it's just a crush that I have had for…years… she slowed her train of thoughts when she felt like she was in denial. It's just a crush… she tried to reassure herself again however it just made her heart sink even more. I can't be…it's not…

She was so heavily focused on the mental battle within her mind that she failed to notice that her future mother now had her arms encircled around her frame. "You're confused aren't you?"

When Bra realized that she was being embraced, she returned it tightly, sniffling quietly. "I've had a crush…a crush on him since my teenage years." She confessed. "However it quickly escalated to a huge one until…well I guess it never went away did it…" She said, though it sounded like she was questioning herself. "You know what's even more messed up? I actually…enjoyed it…so much. It was like a strong desire, a desire that had been eating me up for years. And I hate myself even more because of it since I should feel shame…but lately it seemed like I have to force myself to feel bad about it… it makes me a horrible bitch doesn't it?"

"No honey it doesn't! Well at least not a complete one…"

Bra laughed weakly with a tiny smile. "Just as blunt as I remembered."

Bulma gave a terse laughter as she was at a loss for words. She kinda understood why she was attracted to the guy. He might be dense and goofy but there is just something about him…that pulls everyone in, making everyone he befriends love him. It's impossible to stay mad at him or even try to hate him! Heck despite what the grumpy 'Prince' says, even he doesn't hate him! The blue haired woman smiled lightly when the fleeting memory of seeing him for the first time in three years, the last having been around the time he defeated King Piccolo. He had gone to train with Kami and Mr. Popo then and when he returned, he had grown so much that she couldn't help but develop a small crush on him, even though she had been dating Yamcha at the time. She used to wonder what would have happened if Chi-Chi never married him. Maybe in another timeline things were different! She giggled inwardly briefly before she came back to reality.

"That's very strange…why would Goku do that?"

Bra shook her head as she then pulled herself away from her mother, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "I don't know…I did notice him looking at me strangely when I transformed into a Super Saiyan shortly after our warm up fight that night, but I'm sure that was because he has never seen a female go super before or a female Saiyan for the matter. I would have never done anything, despite my feelings, to ruining his marriage!"

Bulma nodded, breaking into a tiny smile. "It's okay, I believe you. I have to ask, does Goku know how you feel about all this?"

Bra was a bit hesitant at first but she was then able to respond. "I kinda told him to forget that it all happened and well he didn't react really… he just said 'okay'."

Bulma was pretty sure it wasn't 'okay'. There is no way that everything is okay after what happened between them. "How do you really feel about all this? You can be honest with me."

"I don't know…" she answered gloomily.

"Well maybe you should think about that and then talk to him when he's back on his feet. Knowing Goku, he will be up and running in no time." She said with a friendly wink.

Bra broke into a smile, though it only lasted for a moment. "Yeah…" it then changed once more, this time into confusion. "Hey mom… I want to show you something…uhh weird that happened after me and Goku, you know." She coughed out the last part as Bulma tilted her head curiously.

As her mother looked on, the half Saiyan slowly and gently slide down her pants until it was slightly below her waste.

Bra's blue-green furry appendage hastily unwrapped itself as if it was in the need of air, twitching erratically, clearly irritated at being 'contained'.

Her mother nearly jumped out of her skin at the sight. "What the? A tail?" her shock expression then shifted into a look of adoration as she made her way to it, grasping it within her hands. She giggled softly as it jerked about.

"No! Mom! Don't-" Bra's attempt to warn her failed as her eye lids lowered, slightly covering her aqua orbs, a feeling of blissful pleasure coursing through her body. "Stopp..." she trailed off as she became high in arousal, the Saiyan trying to bite back a moan only to fail at that also.

Luckily, her mother paused when she heard the whimper. If she didn't know any better, that almost sounded like a moan of se-

Bulma relinquished her hold on the furry tail as if she was stuck by lightning, taking two hasty steps back. "Oh…wow…you were getting off on that weren't you?"

Upon winding down, her face warped into a look of mortification. Oh god! Ewwww! She's my mom! The young Saiyan nearly gaged in disgust at her actions, then regained her composure.

"Mom?"

"Yes?"

Bra's eyes narrow to slits. "Never, ever do that again."

"Noted." She replied, trying to suppress a giggle. "Hmmm I remember Goku reacting something like that when he was a kid, though I doubt he got…off on it…I think." She tilted her head thoughtfully, tapping her index finger against her chin. "Pretty cool that your tail matches our hair color!"

The half Saiyan rolled her eyes. "Actually, mine is a bit greener than yours…"

Bulma snorted. "Not by much, it's hardly noticeable. Anyways, I have to give you a warning about your tail if you intend to keep it-"

"No way! I'm not getting rid of it!" She blurted out, horrified of such an idea.

"Calm down, you don't have to! I just wanted to say that you have to be careful! A Saiyan's tail gives them more strength but it also gives them weakness. If that tail of yours is grabbed by the enemy, you will be paralyzed. This happened to Goku when he had one. However, Vegeta told me that you can 'train' it to overcome that weakness, since he said that weakness was non-existent for him, well when he had one anyways." She finished as she watched her daughter grip the back of her pants and rip a small hole near where her tailbone is located. She proceeded to insert her tail through the opening and then pulled her pants back to her waist, the appendage wiggling around excitedly, happy that it now had its freedom.

"There that's better." Bra said with a look of relief as she had her tail wrap around her waist akin to a belt.

"Oh and also please do not look at the moon!" she said sternly, remembering the first time she saw her kind hearted friend transform into a Great Ape.

The Princess of Saiyan sighed. "I knew that already. My father is Vegeta remember so of course I know a few things about Saiyans." She didn't know much about a Saiyan's tail since that conversation never really came up back in her timeline.

Bulma nodded, turning around; however she turned right back when another question popped into mind. "Hey, does Goku have his tail back?"

She nodded. "Yeah, didn't you all see it wrapped around his waist? If anything it's probably just limp since he's either asleep or unconscious from the sickness and all."

"Really? I must have missed it." She said as she then began heading out of her daughter's room.

On the way out, she heard a groaning sound, causing her to come to a standstill.

"Uhhh hey mom? Don't suppose you have something I can eat?"

"Come on follow me. Saiyans will be Saiyans huh." She said, releasing a giggle.

"That has nothing to do with it! I haven't eating in over five hours! Besides, I used up a lot of energy fighting those blasted Androids."

"And there's Vegeta again."

"Shut up woman."

"I rest my case."

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Piccolo growled angrily as he saw the Lookout up ahead, hating that he was even considering about doing what he was about to do. The last thing I ever want to do is merge with him. But what choice do we have? It could be the only way we could be rid of the Androids.

Though he berated himself for considering to merge with Kami, he knew why it might be they're best bet. Before his fight with Frieza on Namek, he had stopped on a nearby small island while making his way towards his destination when he felt a fading energy signature. There he had spotted a crucially injured Namekian, one of the last ones on the planet other than Dende and himself, who later he would come to know as Nail. The Namekian, a minute before he convinced him to merge with him, had told him that if he had merged with his other half, he would have had a better chance of beating the Frost Demon, perhaps even over power him. If what he had told him is true, then why not risk it and see. After all, it's a win-win the way I see it since not only am I gaining more power but we are going to use my body whether he likes it or not he though with a smirk.

Not moments after he landed on the Lookout, his white aura depleting, he saw his counterpart on the edge as he always was, with his wooden staff in hand, 'seeing' all the events unfolding on the planet below.

"Alright old man, I'm sure you already know why I'm here, so let's get with it." The former evil Namekian said, his voice dripping with disgust.

Kami held the unoccupied hand out. "Not yet Piccolo."

"And why not? I know you have witnessed just how powerful the Androids are and that we have no chance in defeating them."

"What I have seen is that other than the Androids killing their creator, they have yet to kill anyone. From what I see, they seem to look different then what Trunks described, even if that's just a small factor. So who's to say they will go on a killing spree?"

The Namek's counterpart took a step back in shock. "Are you kidding me you old goat!? So what you are telling me is that you'd rather wait until they start the massacre?!" He shouted.

Kami shook his head. "No, you are not seeing this the way I am. They haven't killed one human and believe me they have caused quite of a ruckus so far. In fact, they have actually avoided killing by saving the victims from death. Besides, how is that any different than what some humans do in a daily basis? I cannot interfere unless necessary, meaning if it puts humanity at risk."

"Don't be ridiculous, what if-"

"However, the time to merge will soon come because I sense sometime evil lurking below, and it's not the Androids."

"What?! Tell me what it is!"

"Not just yet, when we merge you shall know everything I do." Kami said, as he closed his eyed once more, returning his focus on the evil entity he was sensing. The odd thing is that I sense not one but two of this evil creature, however the other seems nonexistence. Perhaps it's just one after all.

Piccolo frowned in annoyance, his tempter beginning to reach its limit. "Whatever, I'll be sitting over here." He said as he sat on the tiled white floor, several feet away from his counterpart. "I'm not leaving until you have made your decision." With that said, he closed his eyes and went into his usual mediation state.

Kami said nothing.

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"Whoa…doesn't she remind you of someone?" Krillin asked, looking on at the half Saiyan who was eating plate after plate of food like no tomorrow, clearly shocked.

"Yeah... Goku…" Yamcha answered. "You sure you're not his daughter?"

Bra nearly choked on a big chicken leg at that comment, the fleeting image of that actually being true making her want to vomit all that she has eaten so far. God! After not only yesterday, but the years I spent of…wanting him in so many ways! I don't think I can eat anymore…wait that cupcake looks good! She thought, finishing the rather bad thoughts in a good note.

Once she finished wiping her mouth with a fresh napkin, she responded. "Uhh well you see my eating habits weren't always like this. I used to eat only human size servings in my early teenage years. That changed when dad…whipped me into shape. Imagine my mom's surprise when I started eating more than usual, acting like a Saiyan!"

"From what my mother from my timeline told me, Goku has always been a messy eater while father was a much 'neater' one. In fact she showed me a video, I think it was from one of Gohan's birthdays, and yeah he ate just as you did." Trunks said with a look of amusement.

The female Saiyan blushed from the odd looks she was receiving from her brother's remark.

"Okay, so I might have spent some time with Goku."

"From the way you're eating, sometime is an understatement! You don't pick up something such as that from just 'sometimes'!" Yamcha said, a sly grin following right after. "Are you sure you're not hiding something Bulla? Ehh?"

Krillin decided to join in. "Heh yeah, maybe she has a crush on him." He said giving a cheeky grin.

Poor Bra's slightly flushed cheeks exploded, almost shading her entire face pinkish-red.

Yamcha's jaw nearly dropped. "Holy crap you do!"

"N-no I don't! You just caught me off guard!" God save me from this embarrassment!

It seemed as her wish had come true, in the form of her brother. "Come on guys, leave her alone."

That's when their past mother decided to walk in, with a photo in hand. "Hey Trunks, can you take a look at this? A few locals near Gingertown spotted it." She asked, handing the lavender haired Saiyan a printed imagine of a-

"My Time Machine?!" He blurted out, the photo almost slipping from his fingers. He quickly reached into his jacket's right breast pocket and pulled out a small case, which contained all his capsules. Sure enough when he opened it he saw his Time Machine. "How is this possible? Mine is here…Unless…" His sights turned towards his sister, who shook her head.

"No, the one I have I gave to mom. Thought maybe she could fix it or something, let me see it." She said. The female Saiyan didn't even have to look at it for more than a second to realize something odd about it. "I don't know if you noticed, but it looks like it has been sitting there for a long time! Look at all vines and leaves weaved around it!"

"Oh right…I guess I didn't register that from the shock of seeing yet another time machine other than the one I have now. That makes a third time traveler!"

"Listen, why don't you come with me Trunks? The locals said they found it just north of here, a small forest near the town." Bulma said.

"Good idea!" The half Saiyan agreed.

"Hey can I go with you guys?" Gohan asked. He had been quietly watching TV as a means of distraction when he overheard the Z-Warrior's conversation.

The blue haired heiress smiled warmly. "I don't see why not. Now let me go get my plane and we could-"

"Uhh mom, I could fly us there. I'll be much faster."

"Good thinking! You're such a good boy! I must have raised you well!" Bulma gushed out, making the young man turn red. His sister just rolled her eyes, a half smile spread across her lips.

Trunks faced Krillin, Bra, Yamcha, and Tien, the latter joining in not too long ago. "You guys stay here in case the Androids' come."

Krillin and the others nodded. "Alright and if they happen to drop by, we'll raise our power levels as a warning."

With a quick thumbs up, the male time traveler along with his mother and Gohan went through the exit door, heading off north.

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"Damn it all! How?!" A bulky dark green creature hissed out in rage, a look of disbelief pasted on his face as he glared at the cocoon and Time Machine of his counterpart.

He had gotten out of his cocoon not too long ago, expecting to be the first one to do so but it seemed that luck was not at his side this time around. For whatever reason, he took longer to revert to his current form than his counterpart. Maybe the effect is reverse then? The stronger you are, the more time it takes? Damn, I was hoping to kill him off while he was still in his pupal state…oh well, I guess I'll have to do it the hard way.

He was about to let his power skyrocket but thought better of it when he realized that that action would make his goal that much harder. Heh, I'll be doing this differently this time around. Since I pretty much know how everything is going to play out, I'll have the element of surprise at my side!

The green creature smirked nastily, his large tail trashing with excitement as he lowered his ki signature so it was akin to an average human's, barely detectable. He then faded into the shadows of the forest, heading onto Gingertown in hopes that he could spot his counterpart.

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"Sixteen, no one lives here. You said this was where Goku lives at! Are you sure he does?" Eighteen huffed out with irritation as she walked out of the front door, which had been knocked off its hinges by none other than Seventeen.

"Affirmative. However, it seems like he and his family have relocated." Sixteen respond in a monotone voice.

Seventeen snorted. "I'll say, from the amount of dust in that place it looks like it has been abandoned for years." He said as he hopped right back onto the convertible car, which looked like it had seen better days. Apparently, the car didn't like being forcing down a rocky hill but go figure, the blond haired Android said it'd be 'fun'.

"So where to Sixteen? Aren't there other places Goku could be at?" The blond Android asked as his sister jumped back in her seat while their large brother sat on the ever uncomfortable too small back seat…not that it bothered him in the slightest.

"There are two more locations. The Kame house, Master Roshi's home and the Capsule Corporation, home to Bulma Briefs, which is located in West City."

"Okay, which one is closer?"

"The Kame house, since it's in the middle of the sea, a small island not too far from here. I recommend we fly there since this automobile is not designed to travel on water."

"So Capsule Corp it is!" Seventeen exclaimed as he turned on the ignition.

His sister looked at him incredulity. "Didn't you just hear him? The closest is Roshi's house!"

"Relax Eighteen, if we go there then we have to ditch the car." The blond Android said coolly as he pushed the accelerator. He made it about four feet away from the abandoned home before slamming down on the breaks, doing a perfect donut that caused mud to splatter all over the front of the house. He grinned as he pressed the accelerator once more, shooting off to West City. His sister sighed, not understanding why her brother liked making a mess out of everything he sees.

"Look, if he isn't there, I promise we'll ditch the car and just fly to Roshi's. Okay?"

"Fine." Eighteen said, pushing her long brunette hair to one side. Though he didn't say as much, she knew why he always wanted to make a game out of everything they did. This was the first time since they were turned into cyborgs that they had the freedom to do everything and anything they ever wanted. They had no memory of how they were before being converted by the mad doctor, other than the fact that they were brother and sister. It also helped that they looked alike so it was obvious that they are twins. The same couldn't be said for Sixteen, since he had no features to indicate his relations to them. However, one could say he was since he, just like them, are the only Androids that Gero made using actual human subjects. Who knows, maybe he was a close friend.

"Look at it this way, we can stop at some more clothing stores since you didn't like any of the clothes in the six places we went to." He stated optimistically, chuckling slightly.

"Ugh they were just awful! And don't think I don't know that you are trying to bribe me into feeling happy about this situation."

"Awww is it working?"

"Kinda…"

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"Hey Trunks! I found it!"

The half Saiyan hollered with cupped hands as he then touched the ground near the battered Time Machine. The lavender haired man followed his lead, proceeding to release his hold on his mother right after.

Trunks strode towards the Time Machine and gauged it. He then placed his hand on the mossy surface, rubbing the green spores off it, revealing the word 'HOPE!', which was what his future mother had written before the first time he time traveled.

"Yup, this is mine, the future you wrote this on the surface." He confirmed, eyeing his past mother. "I just don't understand how this could have happened…"

"Look, the hatch door seemed to have been melted through!" The son of Goku said, gesturing to the damaged round door.

Trunk hovered up to the entrance and inspected the melted dome by running his hand down on the edges. His eyes narrowed when he saw an object inside it. "What the hell is that?" he whispered as he pressed the button that would give him access to the inside of the machine. Once opened, he cautiously picked up the purple spikey shell, which was split into two halves.

"Let me see?" Gohan asked, taking the basketball sized shell in his hands. He opened and closed it a few times. "It looks like an egg! Something must have hatched out of it." The half Saiyan then handed the odd egg-shell to Bulma.

"It's weird alright! Do you think someone put it there? Can you check when it arrived here? It must have a set day and time."

"That's what I'm trying to figure out." Trunks jumped onto the seat and pressed the power button, hoping that it had enough juice to run. Thankfully it did.

"It says four years ago! So it arrived a year before the first time I came here!" the power then decided to die.

Trunks began to panic. This is bad! Maybe I shouldn't have come here at all! Everything is so different! From the six additional Androids, one of them including the creator himself, and the different looks of Android Seventeen and Eighteen! I didn't tell the others, but they are also stronger than the ones of my reality! That brunette took me out with one blow!

"Whahh what the heck is that?! Trunks! I think you should see this!"

His mother's urgent calling broke him out of his trance-like state. "Coming!" he hollered as he hopped off the machine and pressed a rectangular red button on its outer exterior, transforming it back into its capsule form. Can't leave this around here…

He wasn't prepared for what he saw next. His eyes widen with shock and dread as he came face to face with an odd brown red eyed insect like cocoon. "Oh man, this gets worse and worse doesn't it."

The lavender haired Saiyan stretched a hand out as a means to test if the thing was alive but instead flinched backwards when he heard his mother's alarming scream.

"Don't touch it Trunks! It might eat you!"

"Calm down." He said with a roll of his eyes, reaching out to it again.

He then flicked it…and thankfully nothing happened. Seeing that it was safe, he closed in on it and noticed that whatever was in the thing is gone. The Saiyan grew bolder as he then slipped his right hand inside the cocoon's opening, only to pull it out with disgust when he felt some kind of goo in the bottom. Upon inspecting his hand, he almost gaged at the gross smelling purple substance dripping from it.

"Ugh whatever this thing is, it must be around here somewhere since this gunk is warm." He said sternly, wiping the purple ooze on the bushy grass.

"It is?" Bulma whined, looking in all places akin to a radar as her aqua orbs shined with fear.

"It might be…wait a minute, where did Gohan go?"

Bulma shrugged. "I don't know, I think I saw him take off-"

"G-guys, it gets worse! Come and see this right now!

Not a second lately, Trunks and Bulma spotted the black haired Saiyan, who was behind a giant oak tree.

The terror that flooded the future son of Vegeta was easily ten times worse than before as he sets his focus on a fourth Time Machine, this one being eerily like the one he just capsulated. It didn't help that beside it was a cocoon with similar features to the previous, only difference being the shape of the head and its larger overall size.

Then a tree branch snapped, making the three present freeze right where they stood. Five long seconds of silence passed when out of nowhere, a long ivory-grey tail with a purple underbelly darted towards the Saiyan from the future, its needle-like black tip narrowly missing him as he flipped to safety with lightning fast reflex.

"What the?!" Trunks spurted out, his orbs landing on his ominous assailant.

Just like the color of its tail, its whole body was ivory-grey, though it looked a much brighter white once out of the shadows. The creature had long insect-like wings equivalent to a flying beetle as they were round and tucked neatly to its back. Its forehead was composed of a flat surface with two enlarged fins on its side, the back of it being purple while the middle of his forehead was imprinted with a violet gleaming bio-gem. His eyes were like of a cat's, though the haunting blood red sclera mixed with a pair of turquoise iris made it unlike any animal seen before. Beneath his grayish-white pectorals muscles was yet another violet bio-gem, though much larger. Two more bio-gems rested on the knee caps of his long legs, each of his feet made up of three long talons.

"Wha-What are you?"

The creature released a throaty chuckle through its pitch black beak. "Hmmm you can say I'm a long lost brother of the Saiyan race."

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Tien's three eyes shot wide open upon sensing the oddly familiar energy signature of-

"Goku?! But-"

"Whoa do you guys feel that? It feels like Frieza!" Krillin said, jumping to his feet from the couch.

"Not just Frieza, but also his father! And-" Yamcha started.

"Two Trunks!" Bra blurted out, making her appearance known in the living room as she had been upstairs with the sick resting full Saiyan.

"Bulla, Goku didn't heal and run off did he?!"

The female Saiyan shook her head. "No! He's still upstairs resting!"

Krillin's eyes narrowed, stealing the others attention. "Listen some of us should go down there. Trunks and Gohan might need help!"

"Not to mention my mother is there too! So I'm definitely going!" Bra added and without a word more she rushed out the exit doors, blasting off to the skies.

"Wait! Ugh just as hard headed and rash as Vegeta!" the former monk said, releasing a long winded sigh. "I guess I'll go-"

"No, I'll go." Tien said and did just that, not giving the other two Z-Fighters a chance to respond.

"O…kay then, I guess it's just you and me Yamc- huh, where he go?"

"Up here Krillin!" The scarfaced man yelled ecstatically, his voice echoing from all the way up in Goku's room. "You have to see the battle smirk across his face!"

Excitement coursed through the bald man's body. "You mean he's awake!?"

"Wha, no! He's still asleep!"

Krillin slapped his face in dismay.

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He had been standing on top of a high rocky landscape, in deep meditation, as a means to try to figure out a way to surpass the level of a Super Saiyan. He refused to believe that he had reached his limitation so determination set in and he'd be damned if he couldn't overcome this barrier that was hindering his abilities. He would not let tin-cans over power him! He shall surpass them and make them pay for disgracing an elite warrior!

The Saiyan Prince's eyes suddenly snapped open.

"What the? Frieza? And Kakarot?! What is the meaning of this!?" Vegeta shouted in surprise, facing the direction the ki signatures were coming from.

Not wasting a moment more, he exploded into a brilliant light of golden energy and bursted to the source. If it is Frieze for whatever reason, I will be the one to end him this time!

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"Goodbye Kami…be careful…"

The green Namek that was once two beings gave his longtime friend, Mr. Popo, a wave.

"Goodbye old friend." He gave him a half smile as he then dived off the Lookout, taking flight at speeds that tore right through the sound barrier.

Kami had told Piccolo that he had sensed an odd malicious energy walking amok and that it had been lurking around for some time now. The Earth's Guardian refused to tell him anything, other than that he'd understand what he was sensing when they merge. Sure enough he did and what he was sensing was vile. On top of that, he could now 'see' all the innocent people that the thing has killed and this only fueled him to go faster, determined to stop the creature's silent genocide.

That's when he felt the energy signatures of Gohan, Trunks (two of them?!), Goku (He's healed already?!), Frieza, his father, and Raditz. He also felt Bra and Tien's energy flare up, meaning they were most likely making their way to the source.

"Just what the hell is going on there?!" He growled, added an extra boost to his speed.

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He was astonished to say the least. He didn't expect his counterpart to look so…different. In fact, he didn't expect him to look different at all, other than being in his imperfect form. Not only that, but he could sense- What the? Impossible! His strength! It almost rivals the power level I had shortly after absorbing Android 17! A-and he hasn't even raised his ki yet!

Maybe… just maybe the green bio-Android bit off more than he could chew.

A/N: Ehhh I wasn't to fond of this chapter, since nothing major happened, other than in the end. It felt really dragged out, seriously filler-like (Like anime DBZ ^_^;). However I just wanted to get the whole creepy Cell things out of the way. Honestly, this could go so many ways that I don't know where to start! I have things planned out for later chapter, pieces of it, but this part i'm making it as I go. When going through this, I'm like damn, why is it so hard to think OUT of the DBZ canon box! So do to writers block, you all see events that are pretty much like canon DBZ, HOWEVER because of the two monsters, things HAVE to change, as you will all see in the next chapter. Seriously hope you enjoyed it and didn't find it boring.

Semi-Perfect Cell will find out that events are unfolding much more different because of his interference. Bra's existence doesn't help.

Thanks for the reviews, adds, and follows as always!

Til Next time!

(Posted: 3-8-2014, 8:18AM)

~Gater~