Lineage 1

8:02 am
For reference: Capsule Corp is set up as the following in my story:
The main building sits in the center of the complex and is where much of the research, design and drafting of capsule corp tech goes on. There are several smaller buildings connected to the main building which are built for specialized research. The gravity rooms for training are separate from the rest of the complex. There are several living quarters housed around the complex, one for Bulma, trunks, Bra and Vegeta, another for Mr. and Mrs. Briefs, a third for employees who wish to stay overnight and a fourth that Is currently unused. All living quarters connect into the subterranean levels of capsule corp.

"BRA!!!!!" Erupted Trunks' voice, reverberating through the entire Capsule Corp living area building and signaling the start to another morning at the Brief's household. "Get back here with that!!" The enraged half-Saiyan roared as he chased after his sister, still in his Pajamas. He was finding it difficult to chase after her though, his mind not having fully woken up, and Bra being even quicker than him in their base forms. Bra had learned from a very reliable source, a.k.a. Goten, that Trunks had recently taken to writing in a journal, and she'd taken it upon herself to liberate the treasure chest of dirt on her brother while he'd been sleeping. Unfortunately for her, Trunks was a light sleeper; the opening of his dresser drawer and the presence of Bra's Ki being sufficient to rouse him. Taking advantage of his initial confusion as to why she was in his room, Bra had managed to snap up the book and bid a hasty retreat towards the bowels of Capsule Corp. Trunks had quickly given chase knowing that if she got to the lower levels, the sheer labyrinth like qualities of them would give her all the time in the world to read his most intimate thoughts, while he'd wander around aimlessly, never finding her. He kept chasing after her, but despite becoming more awake and aware, he simply could not keep up. She was constantly getting further ahead of him. For a moment he had contemplated turning Super Saiyan, but the wrath his mother would rain down upon him from the destruction he'd cause to the building hardly seemed worth it. Another moment passed and he'd just seen her rush down a flight of stairs into the first level of the sub-terranean parts of capsule corp, his last chance to catch her had firmly escaped his grasp.

"Ohhh she is going to pay big time for this one." He fumed to himself. "How did she even know I had a journal?"

8:19 am

"you say you want us to be closer Trunks, but how can we be closer if you won't even talk to me about something like this? I'm sure you've told Goten all about it."

"No" Trunks replied sharply, a tinge of venom in his words. "I haven't talked to anyone about this."

"Oh... well come on Trunks, talk to me, please!" Bra pleaded.

Trunks' face constricted, and he narrowed his eyes on his sister; her face was full of genuine concern. Should I talk to her about this?

"You can't tell anyone about this."

"I won't."

"especially Goten."

"I know."

"Promise?"

"I promise." Bra replied, a comforting smile on her face. Trunks sighed, taking a seat on his bed beside his sister. "Okay well... I guess it all started, the nightmares, about 4 months ago. They were... disturbing at first, screams and darkness. But they slowly got worse.." Trunks continued as he described in horrific detail the events that had been haunting his dreams the past 4 months. Bra's face filled with shock and horror as Trunks recollected the details. "The last few were really bad... In one of them, I walked into that room, it's always that room. And Everyone.. they were dead, in pools of their own blood. You, me, Goten... it was horrible to see. That same girl was there in the center, and these.. things, whatever they are, they killed her." Bra's face had been drained of much of its colour; it was now a pale white.

"The Girl... you said she looked like Alex?"

"Just like her..... there's a good chance it was her, as crazy as that sounds."

"But you'd never seen her when you had the dreams the first time... Trunks do you think maybe.. it was a vision of the future? You know.. like precognition?"

Trunks scrunched his face up, ready to belittle his sister idea,, when he stopped to think for a moment, "I ... maybe? But why now, why would I suddenly be able to see glimpses of the future?"

"Maybe to change it? I'm not sure, it's just... too weird that you had dreams about Alex before you ever saw her.... And that those dreams always involved the same things, horrible things, happening. Can't just be a coincidence."

8:53am

"Dude how are we going to do this?" Goten asked, fiddling with the strap of his shoulder bag.

"Just ask her if she wants to come back to my place after school."

" 'Just'? Man we barely know her, don't you think she'll find it weird if we're already inviting her back to our houses?"

"Not really?" Trunks said unsurely.

"Then you do it, if you think it's so easy." Goten countered, a smirk on his face.

"Fine then I will."

"Pff well la te da. I'll believe that when I see it Mr. Suave."

"You doubt my ability to woo people over?"

"Yes. Yes I do."

"What are you two arguing about now?" a girl's voice broke through their argument. Goten and Trunks turned to the voice to see Bra trailing a little bit behind them.

"Hey sis." Trunks said uncharacteristically warmly to her; no doubt a result of their earlier conversation.

"Hey B-chan." Goten added as she came in close to him. The two exchanged a quick kiss.

"ugh I don't think I'm ever going to get used to that sight." Trunks said, scrunching up his face into a disgusted look.

"Well you better." Bra responded, backing up slightly from Goten but keeping her arm wrapped around him. Her face had a slight scowl, which she directed at her brother. Goten grinned at the situation. "So what were you arguing about?" She asked again.

"About how to get Alex to come back to Capsule Corp with us."

"Ohhhh, going to try that already huh?"

"Yeah. My dad really wants to know... I don't blame him, if I had a sister I'd never met I'd be anxious too." Goten said.

"You have a sister you've never met?" Alex said approaching the three teens.

"What? No!" Goten said, moving away from Bra as he waved his hands in front of himself defensively, shaking his head.

"Then what were you talking about?" Alex asked an amused look on her face.

"nothing nothing." Goten insisted, a slight gleam of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Alex smirked and shook her head. "Anyways...."

Bra and Trunks smiled at her nervously as the 4 stood in silence for a moment. Goten was grinning, but not at Alex. He seemed off in his own little world again.

"Well, we should be getting to class shouldn't we?" Bra finally spoke, wanting to diffuse the awkward tension.

"Er yeah, yeah we should." Trunks agreed with his sister.

"Alright so where did you want to meet after school?." Goten directed at Bra.

"Actually, I'm going out with Marron and a few of my other friends after school's over, I'm sure you'll find something to do though... right?". Bra raised an eye brow and tilted her head slightly toward Alex.

"Riiight, riight" Goten smiled coyly back at Bra, as though they were the only ones who understood what the other was saying.. "I'll see you at lunch then?"

"yea of course." Bra smiled as she moved up close to Goten again. The two exchanged a kiss, a quick peck on the lips at first, but then they got more involved, kissing each other deeper and causing Trunks and Alex to blush and look away from the saliva exchange.

After a few seconds Trunks broke up the exchange "ooookay I think that's enough."

"Sorry Trunks, your sister is just so hot." Goten prodded at trunks. Bra and Alex laughed.

"That's nice and all, but I really don't want to hear about it." Trunks sighed irritably.

12:06 pm

The four teens were eating lunch outside. It was still a little chilly; spring hadn't full taken over just yet, but it was certainly on its way in. Goten had Bra sitting in between his legs, her back layed against his chest as the two sat forward, joking, poking and playing around with each other. Trunks hated to admit it but they did seem practically perfect for each other. Bra loved attention, Goten was eager to give her that attention. Bra was a bit hot headed, but Goten was really laid back and helped to almost counter balance her; level her out. She'd definitely mellowed a little since she'd started dating him. They both had the same weird sense of humor, and they could both display exceptional talent and intelligence when they needed it. Seeing them together had made Trunks reflect on his relationship with Erin. He cared about her a great deal, and she did make him happy, but there was a certain naturalness to the way Goten and Bra interacted and showed affection that he and Erin definitely didn't have. Maybe it was a side effect of the two obviously having massive crushes on each other for years, maybe it was the growing up together, or maybe it was that they didn't have to hide half of who they were from each other. One time, Erin had inadvertently seen Trunks during one of his light training exercises; attempting to throw his loose change all the way through a massive boulder. He had succeeded of course, and scared Erin pretty bad in the process. He couldn't imagine how she'd react if he told her he was 1/2 alien monkey, could destroy planets, and had helped kill Majin Buu 10 years ago. Goten and Bra didn't have that problem. They actually fully fought and trained with each other. Erin clearly had different priorities too, she was more into school related events, student council, all that stuff. That's why he hardly got the chance to see her during school lately. She was supposed to come over today but she'd broken it off saying she had things she needed to deal with. What did that even mean? But at least that left an opening for them to bring Alex home.... Alex.. Trunks had begun to take notice of her. And not just because they were supposed to be trying to figure out if she was a Saiyan, and not just because the two had quickly become friends.

"So Alex," Trunks began.

"Mmm hmm?"

"What are you up to today after school?"

That question quickly brought Bra and Goten out of their own little world and back into this one.

"Hmm I dunno, likely just go home, do some homework, go for a run. Pretty boring stuff really. Why do you ask?"

"Well I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with us or something after school?"

"Oh! Yea actually that'd be great!" Alex said enthusiastically. "Maybe I can get a glimpse into Goten and Trunk's personal lives; figure out if they really are like me at all. Plus I'll get to see the inside of Capsule Corp! Who hasn't wanted to glimpse into some of the crazy stuff that goes on in there."

Trunks was about to respond, when a loud, obnoxious voice interrupted them.

"Ah Briefs! There you are!"

Trunks quickly looked to the origin of the voice, it had put him on edge. Noticing the speaker though, he immediately relaxed. "Oh. It's just you Jason."

"Who's this?' the curious Alex asked Trunks.

"It's just Jason Noles. Self-declared tough man and "captain of the football team"" Trunks responded sarcastically, rolling his eyes as he stood up from the ground. Sometimes Trunks wished his mom had let him tryout for school teams so he could keep assholes like this from getting so full of themselves.

"Yes it's me. Now how about you leave those two pretty girls to real men and get out of here?" Jason responded, his idiotic grin plastered to his face.

In a flash Bra was on her feet, ready to get in Jason's face, but Trunks stuck his arm out to stop her. She stared at Trunks, trying to decide if she should take his lead or not. After a moment, Bra took a few steps back, joining with Goten who had just stood up.

"Yeah as you can tell, he has a real attitude problem, especially with me lately." Trunks raised his voice, he wanted to be sure Jason could hear the next part. "Honestly though, I think all his anger and aggression is really just self-loathing and frustration about being gay. I mean what with all the tackling of other men and naked group showers and such that he participates in."

Goten, Bra and Alex all laughed. Even the other two guys behind Jason snickered until he shot them a glare that shut them up pretty quickly.

"You've got a smart mouth Briefs."

"Yea it's one of the benefits of having a brain. Not that you'd know anything about that."

"Honestly Trunks, I don't know why you didn't just take this guy out the first time he was hassling you." Goten said stepping to Trunk's right side.

"Ohh getting your boyfriend to come to your aide Trunks?"

Trunks raised a hand to his right signaling Goten to step back, which Goten quickly did, a smirk on his face. Trunks merely wanted to do this by himself, and Goten could respect that.

"So you really want to do this?" Trunks asked Jason. "This could actually work out well. I'll go easy, but this'll be a good chance to see if Alex can keep up. If she's like us, she should be able to follow me."

"Yeah I've been ready to teach your smart ass a lesson for awhile now."

"Have it your way." Trunks responded grinning. He was going to enjoy this.

"Shouldn't we help him??" Alex asked watching Trunks walk up to the three other boys. Trunks was physically built, but he wasn't as bulky as Jason. With the two other guys, it hardly seemed a fair fight.

"Nah." Goten responded, anxious to see Trunks wail on Jason - and his friends if they stepped in.

"You're just going to let him get beat up?" Alex responded, a disgusted look on her face as she looked at Goten.

"No No, if Trunks needed help I'd be more than happy to give it. But he won't be needing help here." Goten said reassuringly. Alex frowned, unsure of what to make of what Goten had just said. "Goten and mine's energy is strong enough to beat these guys easily... but Trunks'.. He has to be like Goten then; otherwise there's no way Goten would let him fight alone."

Alex quickly switched from this thinking and watched as the fight was about to unfold. Jason walked slowly up to Trunks, his grin even more idiotic (if that were possible). He clearly had no idea what was about to happen. Trunks merely looked like he was bored. When Jason was only a few feet from Trunks, he proceeded to shove Trunk violently, putting the full force of his weight into the push. Trunks however was completely unphased, and didn't move in the slightest, rather the force of Jason's push simply rebounded off Trunks, causing Jason to stumble back and nearly fall over.

"Alright briefs, your tougher then you look I'll give you that." Jason said, the confidence in his voice noticeably shaken. He moved toward Trunks again, this time electing to throw a punch. Trunks titled his head to the left, easily dodging Jason's fist. Another punch, and another dodge. A third punch. A fourth; This time rather than dodge, Trunks quickly raised his right index finger, using it to block the full force of Jason's punch. Jason pushed all the strength he had into his fist, but he was unable to even make Trunks' finger waver. Trunks moved Jason's fist aside with his finger so he was looking Jason in the face, a mischievous smirk on Trunks' face.

"uh... uh...." Jason stuttered. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. How could Briefs be stopping the full force of his fist with just a finger? "how.. how?"

"Easy. You just suck." Trunks said, before pushing his finger forward and toppling the large Jason to the ground. Despite Trunks' display, Jason did not seem overly deterred. He seemed to still think he could win; as soon as he had stood back up he made for Trunks again. This time his tactic was to try to tackle Trunks. Trunks merely sighed, allowing Jason to come within inches of him before Trunks sped out of the way, leaving Jason to attempt to tackle nothing, and to go spilling into the ground.

"Hey I'm over here. Nice wipeout though man." Trunks mocked as he lauded over Jason, taunting him.

"I knew it!" Alex said with her eyes glued to the scene. She felt Trunk's energy spike up, watching as he sped out of the way. He speed was truly astonishing. "I don't think even I can move that fast..."

"I WILL get you Briefs!!" the enraged Jason declared as he stood back up yet again; his face noticeably scratched and bleeding lightly. Jason attempted a second tackle against Trunks. This time Trunks made no effort to move out of the way. Jason collided with him full force, grappling him around the waist and pushing with his full force against Trunks. Trunks however, was completely unmoved; it was like an ant trying to topple a wall. As Jason continued to struggle against the unmovable Trunks, Trunks raised his right hand and in a swift motion, crashed it against the back of Jason's neck. Trunks was of course using only a tiny of fraction of his strength but it was enough to temporarily bulge Jason's eyes out and knock him to the ground at Trunks' feet. He was in a great deal of pain, crying as he attempted to stand back up. Trunks took a step back.

"Had enough Jason? That was a pretty sad display. I get better fights from Goten's 10 year old niece."

Jasons' two friends were seemingly too shocked at Trunks' display to do anything. Trunks merely smirked, and walked away from the injured Jason, who was crawling around on the ground, attempting to pick himself up.

Trunks rejoined his friends. "Shall we?" he responded, nodding towards the school entrance. He took careful notice of Alex's expression. She seemed surprised, but not shocked, or afraid. The four began walking back towards the entrance of the school, their eyes glued to the injured Jason until he was firmly out of view.

"You totally destroyed that guy." Goten responded, offering his hand in a high five to Trunks.

"Yeah, well it wasn't exactly difficult." Trunks said, returning Goten's high five.

"That was... amazing." Alex said, uncertain of what else to make of Trunks' display. "you were so fast.... How'd you do that?"

"years of practice. Did you see me when I moved out of the way?"

"Yeah... just barely. I've never seen anyone move that fast."

2:29 pm

"Alright class, I'm going to be handing back your physics tests from a few days ago. So if you could all remain silent please until I've dispensed the tests." The teacher quickly made his way through the class laying the tests around to their respective owners. Trunks, Alex and Goten all had their test layed down at the same time. Alex hadn't been required to take the test as she was new; the teacher assumed she wouldn't be too familiar with the material. But she had anyway. When Trunks asked her why, she had merely said, "Otherwise I'd have been bored all period."

Trunks flipped up the corner of the page, a loud groan quickly following. "Oh man...."

"Why what'd you get Trunks??" Goten whispered.

Trunks turned the corner up to Goten, revealing a big red 84%.

"Hey that's not too bad." Alex said. It was the first time she'd spoken in some time; she'd been deep in thought about what she'd seen earlier.

"You don't understand. My mom makes a big deal of a 90. Especially since my sister started high school. Ugh I wish she wouldn't keep comparing us. Bra got this, and Bra did that, and blah blah blah. Ughhh..... I get it. Bra is smarter than me." Trunks sighed. "What'd you two get anyways?"

Goten turned his paper over, leaving his mark on full display. It was 94%. Alex turned hers over revealing a 98%.

"Ohhh looks like you're not such hot shit anymore Goten."

"Says the guy with an 84."

"I was just a little off my game this time, that's all."

Goten was about to take another crack at Trunk's sub-par performance (for him), but was interrupted by a faint buzz that came over the school's announcement system.

"Could Trunks Briefs please report to the principal's office? Trunks Briefs to the principal's office please."

Trunks sighed heavily. "I almost thought Jason might have been too embarrassed by his beating to tell everyone, including the principal. Guess not." "Well I guess I'll be seeing you guys after class. Let's see what crap Jason's going to try to pull on this one."

Alex and Goten both nodded to Trunks as he picked up his backpack, stuffing his test and the few loose sheets that were on his desk into its bowels.

"Meet you at the front doors after class k Trunks?"

"yea fine Goten. You're still coming over right Alex?"

"Hm? Oh... yea of course." She responded smiling.

As Trunks headed towards the classroom door, he overheard at least half a dozen different conversations going on through the room all, about his fight with Jason. Trunks heard everything from Jason's claim that he had beat Trunks up (seriously how messed is that.), to it'd taken both Goten and trunks to take down Jason, to Trunks had sent Jason crawling from the fight, bawling his eyes out and running off to the principal. "That sounds about right." Trunks thought, smirking as he overheard that particular story.

Trunks walked down the hall quietly. He heard some words of congratulation and some of accusation from the sparse kids in the hall; all about Jason, as he walked the distance from the physics room to the office. He paid neither much attention though, and entered the office quickly when he reached it. A small elderly secretary behind a large oak desk greeted Trunks. She chuckled as she saw him

"In trouble again are we Mr. Briefs?"

"Yea... aren't I always?" Trunks responded with a grin.

"Well Kami knows I see you in here enough." She responded, smiling. "This time though, I think it was worth it. That Noles boy is quite the little punk, and I'm sure that he deserved what you did to him."

Trunks laughed. "Why Mrs. Lorentz, aren't you supposed to be impartial about student punishment?"

"Supposed to be yes." She responded, chuckling along with Trunks. "Let's just hope the principal see's it our way huh? You know the room." She concluded gesturing down the left hall of the office.

Trunks continued to smile as he walked down the familiar hall.

Trunks opened the 2nd door to his right, the one with Principal across the frosted window in bold black letters.

"Ah Mr. Briefs." He heard the principal sigh. "Can't you go more than two weeks without being sent into my office? This time it's quite abit more serious than your usual hijinx. I've been told all about your escapades at lunch." The principal said with a tone of sarcasm, gesturing his hand towards Jason, who was sitting in a seat on the other side of the Principal's desk.

"Well am I at least going to get to tell my side of the story?"

"Yes, of course. Take a seat, then by all means."

Trunks looked at the injured Jason. He had a few bandages covering the scrapes on his face. He actually looked like he was in fairly rough shape. "Maybe I went to hard... or maybe he's trying to milk this. Either way, this doesn't look all that good for me." Trunks thought. Trunks layed his backpack down beside the free chair to Jason's left before sitting in it.

"Look, honestly, he had this coming. He's been pestering me for weeks, and hes been bothering my sister for awhile now too. I was having lunch with my friends outside and he walks up, acts like he owns the damn school, starts going on about how me and Goten should leave behind Alex and my sister for him and his stupid friends to go after or something like that."

"Hey!" Jason interrupted.

"Please Mr. Noles, let him finish."

"Well anyways he started talking a bunch of a crap, pretty much calling me out, and by this point I've had enough of it, so I fight him, and I kick his ass, and he goes crying off to you."

"That's not quite how you told it Mr. Noles." The principal responded narrowing his eyes on Jason. "Are you sure you don't want to change your story?"

"No.." Jason said slowly, as though he didn't quite understand what the principal was getting at.

"Well Mr. Breifs, Mr. Noles clearly provoked you, and I can very much understand your need to be protective over your sister, but the school has little tolerance for fighting." Trunks saw a smirk go across Jason's face. "So I'm afraid I'm going to have to suspend you for 3 days."

"What!?" Jason and Trunks both yelled.

"Expel him!" Jason screamed.

"I only did what every single person in the school has wanted to do to this asshole for years!" Trunks yelled defensively, sitting up out of his chair.

"Mr. Briefs! Language please! I'm sorry, but rules are rules, and I'm bound by them. Of course expulsion is totally uncalled for here, but a suspension is in order."

"Ugh Great!" The defeated trunks groaned retaking his seat. "My mom's going to kill me."

"Good!" Jason retorted.

"Shut up. Unless you want to go another round." Trunks spoke bitterly.

"That's quite enough, both of you." The principal said sternly. "While Mr briefs was a willing participant in this fight, you are clearly the one who instigated it Mr. Noles, as such you too are suspended, for 5 days."

"What! No!" Jason yelled in response.

"Well at least that's a bit of consolation." Trunks thought with a sigh, cheering up abit. The principal was actually being quite fair. And he'd just bought the school 5 Jason free days. He could hear Jason grumbling and swearing to himself.

"Can I go now?" Trunks asked.

"Yes Mr. Briefs. Now I don't want to hear anything about more fighting between you two or there will be serious consequences. Understood?"

"Yes." Jason and Trunks both said. Trunks shot a disgusted look at Jason before he picked up his backpack and exited the office.

2:58pm

Trunks was waiting patiently at the back doors of the school for Goten and Alex. He laughed as he saw the dent, albeit reduced in size, still on the right door. He didn't have to wait long before the two came through the door, laughing, likely about some joke Goten had made.

"hey Trunks!" Goten said happily to his friend, and Alex and Trunks exchanged a smile "What's the damage?"

"3 day suspension."

"Ouch. What about douche bag?"

"5 days."

"nice." Goten smiled. "Got his ass kicked and the worse punishment. Alright so let's head to the bus guys."

3:12

The three teens walked up the long driveway of Capsule corp. Trunks had avoided thinking about the punishment that surely awaited him at home, but now that the CC living quarters his family lived in was in plain sight, he couldn't put it off anymore.

"Ugh Dad's going to strangle me for getting in a fight at school." Trunks fumed, slowing his pace in an attempt to delay the inevitable. They were nearly at the door now.
"Aww c'mon Trunks, it won't be *that* bad." Alex stressed. Her attempt to cheer Trunks up seemed rather futile.

"Oh it will. First my mom will kill me. Then, if I somehow got revived," Trunks continued, seemingly neglecting Alex's ignorance of the dragonballs. "Dad would strangle me!"

"I wouldn't strangle you..." Vegeta said, making his very recent appearance at the doorway known. "I'd smack you over the head with a large blunt object!" Vegeta bellowed, before laughing to himself as he saw the horrified expression the swept across the three teens' faces. "That is.... if you lost." Trunks, Alex, and Goten all breathed a sigh of relief. Trunks' relief however was short lived as a moment later Bulma had stepped through.

"Oh hi Trunks!" Bulma said with a smile

"thank Kami.." Trunks began, thinking things might not actually be that bad. However her face quickly lost it's smile and turned into a slight frown.

"I got a call from the school about an hour ago. They said you were involved in a fight?" She asked with a great deal of sarcasm. Trunks remained silent, unsure of how to respond to his mother's strangely phrased question.

"Well? Were you involved??" She demanded.

"Umm... well the thing is...." Trunks began, putting his head behind his head in a very Goten-esque fashion.

"Well that's just great! My own son's saiyan blood is taking him over! Sometimes I wish I'd married Yamcha! That way I wouldn't have a Saiyan brute for a son!"

"Saiyan? Saiyan..... Saiyan why does that sound so familiar... I feel like I should know what that is..." Alex thought. Vegeta and Bulma hadn't taken notice of her yet.

"Trunks," Vegeta began after witnessing Bulma's reaction.

"Yes?"

"As your father I can't let this go without asking you something." A smirk drew its way across Vegeta's face.

"what dad?" Trunks daringly asked, slightly afraid of the response.

"Did you kick that weakling's ass?"

"Yes..." Trunks said weakly.

"Good job boy."

"WHAT!!!! VEGETA! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! THERE YOU GO AGAIN PUTTING THESE IDEAS INTO OUR SON'S HEAD. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO RAISE HIM INTO A VALUABLE MEMBER OF SOCIETY WITH YOU ENCOURAGING HIM TO GO AROUND FIGHTING EVERYONE!! Bulma furiously screamed in Vegeta's face. Trunks was so surprised at what Vegeta said that he nearly fell over.

"Come off it Woman!" Vegeta fired back, getting right back in Bulma's face. "He's a teenager. He's bound to get into some fights in his life Saiyan or not. And Saiyan or not, he shouldn't take crap from weak little punks. You and I certainly wouldn't take it!"

Bulma's mouth gaped open as she tried to think of a proper response to Vegeta's defense. Vegeta smirked at the small victory he had just claimed over Bulma, and quickly changed the subject.

"Besides Trunks has a new friend." Vegeta said, acknowledging Alex for the first time. "who's this?"

"This is Alex. Alex, this is my dad."

"Hello Veg... I mean Mr. Briefs." Alex said with a slight bow. "Trunks' dad sure has a presence."

"It's Vegeta." Vegeta grunted gruffly to Alex.

"Don't worry, he's like that to everyone" Goten whispered to Alex.

"Hi Alex, I'm Trunks' mother." Bulma said, brushing aside the confrontation she'd just had with her husband. She was much more anxious to meet Goku's supposed sister. "She's definitely a pretty girl.... And that hair, and those eyes... just like Goku's... she has to be his sister." she extended her hand out and shook Alex's hand.

"Wow she looks so much like Bra...."Alex thought, as she shook Bulma's hand. "Hi Mrs. Briefs."

"Just call me Bulma. Well come in you three." She added, gesturing to the doorway. As the three teens passed between her and Vegeta into Capsule corp, Bulma spoke again "As you for Trunks, me you and your father are going to have a long talk about you and your fighting later."

"Yes mom..." Trunks replied before following Goten and Alex inside.

Vegeta rolled his eyes at Buma's remark. "You can talk to him. I have more important things to do then worry about Trunks getting into a fight."

"Well welcome to my humble abode Alex." Trunks said as the three took off their shoes and walked down the entrance hallway. Alex was in awe as she looked around. The inside of the house was enormous, and everywhere she looked there were high tech looking devices, display screens, lights and artwork. One would think it would look crowded and cheesy with this much stuff, but somehow it worked.

"Wow... I wouldn't really call this humble Trunks..." Alex said as she walked slowly, Goten and Trunks following just behind her.

"So what did you want to do Alex?"

"umm, well I hope you don't find this weird or anything... but can we go to the actual Capsule Corp building? I always wanted to play around with some of the tech you guys have, but I could never afford it."

"hey yeah! Trunks, how come we never do that?"

"Hm I dunno, I guess I never really thought it'd be all that entertaining; gramps is usually working on boring stuff, but we can check it out for sure."

3:34pm

It'd been a bit of a hassle for the three teens to get in. As the CEO's son, Trunks was of course allowed to have more or less free roam over the building, but talking security into letting in Goten, and especially Alex had taken some convincing in the form of Bulma yelling quite loudly and decisively over one of the intercom channels. When they were let through, Trunks decided he'd go see his grandpa first. He'd know where all the interesting and fun tech would be kept. They had to travel quite far up; about 20 stories to get to the lab they'd been told Mr. Briefs was in. As expected, Mr. briefs didn't notice the teenagers enter the room at all; he was far to engaged in another one of his experiments.

"Hey Grandpa! You in here?" Trunks yelled as they took a few steps into the room. The room was quite literally filled end to end with work benches and workstations, filled with computers, circuit boards, various other electronics, and of course Capsule Corps signature product, Capsules. Capsules of all sizes and colors were distributed in various boxes and many were sprawled across the surface of the work benches.

"Whoa.." Goten said as he gazed around. He was awestruck by the equipment and daunting look of the room. How could one person make use of so much equipment? It was truly awe inspiring. The closest he'd seen had been Bulma's lab, but even that paled in comparison to this layout. Alex was feeling a similar sentiment, but did not vocalize it; rather she examined the room in earnest with her strong Saiyan eyes.

There was a small amount of movement near one the middle workstations, and a moment later the elder Briefs had revealed himself, rolling on a chair from behind a large computer monitor.

"Trunks, what's all the commotion about?" Mr Briefs asked as he stood up from his chair and walked towards the three teens.

"Hey gramps... just wanted to see if you were in here." Trunks replied.

Mr. Briefs chuckled as he neared the three teens. "Well it's nice to see you. And Goten too of course." He replied nodding to Goten. "And who's this?"

"Oh this is Alex Gramps." Trunks said stepping aside so the two could see each other more clearly.

"Ah well nice to meet you Alex." Mr. briefs said extending a hand towards her. She gladly accepted and shook his hand.

"Now Trunks, is there something I can help you with?" Mr. Briefs asked after he and Alex had stopped shaking each other's hand.

"Well we were kinda looking for something fun to do... what are you working on anyways?"

"Well I'm working on a new type of capsule. If it works, it should be able to safely put people into capsules for short durations."

"Wow, I didn't realize capsule tech was that far along..." Alex said. Just thinking about the scientific know how that it would take to do something like that made her brain hurt.

"Hm what type of caps do you use?" Mr. Briefs asked Alex.

"Um well.. I never could afford caps." Alex replied softly. She didn't want to insult Mr. Briefs by saying his products weren't worth the money, but she honestly didn't have money for Capsule Corp tech.

"Oh really? Well one second.." Mr Briefs said, quickly moving to the nearest work bench. A moment later he turned around with a small box full of capsules.

"Here, I was just redoing some metrics and calculations on these, but I'm done with them now. You can have them if you want."

"Wow thanks!... I mean if you're sure you don't need them..." Alex responded ecstatically.

Mr. briefs smiled. "Not at all dear." He said quickly before returning his attention to Trunks. "Now if it's fun you want, I think I know just the thing. Head to the 3rd floor, the electronics division. Ask them if you can test out the Aerol Decentrification flooders."