And another update...this one was actually very fun to write

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PS: I changed the title...it's kinda vague now, but i promise, it'll make sense eventually...if i don't drop the whole plot of course...or the whole story...nah, that's not gonna happen, i already wrote half of the second final chapter

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"Children, don't go too far!"

"Oh, it's alright Videl! I'm a big boy, I'll take care of them."

The little boy waved to Videl as she sighed and sat back on the grass again. She observed the children as they played in the water of the idyllic lake that seemed as smooth as a mirror. Some were bold and dared to swim in the water, while they bragged how nice the water was but carefully kept their head above the clear liquid, others were watching on the shores, doubting whether they would gather their courage and make the jump in the water, or remaining were they were and listening to the brags of their friends. The little boy who had just waved to Videl ran towards the water and prepared to dive in. But instead of diving he landed flat on his belly and the other children giggled and started mocking him. 'Flat tummy, flat tummy, tummy is a dummy', they sang with their high voices and innocent giggles. The unfortunate boy, whose face got a bright shade of pink, pulled himself out of the water and he growled with his high boy-voice.

"I'm not a dummy! And my name is not tummy, it's TOMMY!" He yelled as he tried to stop the giggles of the other children, but sadly for him it was in vain. They even got worse and as Tommy's face turned a dark shade of red, he stubbornly sat down at the shore and with an angry expression on his face he stared to the distance.

Videl smiled a little as she saw the whole event. How she loved those children already. So young and innocent, no worries, no responsibilities…just being a kid, and being allowed to be a kid.

It has been more than two weeks since Videl arrived at Chrystler Castle. Two weeks in which a lot had happened. The next day of her arrival, Stella told her what her task would be on the property and it turned out that she was the unofficial babysitter of no less that a dozen of children between the age of four and eight. Stella had explained that this was not a task that was usually assigned to someone that lived in the castle, but they were in desperate need of children supervisors around the whole estate. During the day, Videl was assigned to take care of the children…keeping them occupied with playing in the meadows, forests and lakes that surrounded Chrystler Castle, educating them about things they needed to know and telling them stories as they sat down on the grass in a small circle. In the evenings, when the children went home to their parents, Videl helped around the castle as much as possible, but since most was done during the day, there were not many things to be done.

Videl had actually been surprised that there were also slaves that looked after children when their parents worked; she thought the children worked too. Stella explained that on most households of Saiyans that was the case, but the general had seen that the children were more productive and efficient later when they grew up under normal circumstances, or at least, normal circumstances for thém. So the general forbade any physical labor done by children under the age of fourteen and gave them the liberty to grow up happily and without any worries and concerns.

Videl smiled as she thought about that. It was as it should, only in her opinion children shouldn't be exposed to any labor under the age of sixteen, but she also realized she wasn't in the position to complain about the situation. They were in relative wealth, compared to slaves of other saiyans.

Videl's smile disappeared and her expression changed to one that was actually expressionless as she thought about the general.

General Gohan. He should be 'the general that conquered the universe', 'the victor of a thousand battles, 'the vicious warrior', 'the shark', 'the saiyan'……'the bad guy'. But how he treated his slaved contradicted everything. Or so she heard.

She remembered the day she first saw him. The sun had almost set in Tauvega and she was being tossed to the ground by her former master. God, that hurt. Not only because it really physically hurt, but also because she was treated as an animal…no, scratch that, less than an animal; she knew she was of less value to them. With clenched teeth, she tried to get up, but she noticed someone standing before her. Being surprised that she actually lay at someone's feet, she looked up. And she met the eyes of a man. A Saiyan to be more precise. He was tall and broad, but, unlike her master, he was standing powerfully on his feet, with a air of graceful arrogance on him. He wore traditional armor, of a model Videl hadn't ever seen before and he carried a crimson cloak loosely around his broad shoulders. The heavy fabric flowed modestly in the early evening breeze. Videl looked at the man's handsome face. He had a sharp jaw line that was covered with slight stubble and on his left cheek he carried thin scar. His hair was pitch black, as his deep eyes were. He parted his lips as she looked at him in puzzlement. For the next few seconds he continued to stare at her, while Videl saw the expression of the man change from cocky at first, then surprised and then even a sort of occupied as he gazed at her. He kept gazing into her eyes, but seemed to see something else, as if he saw something that wasn't supposed to be there. It almost seemed that the man in front of her lost all awareness of his surroundings. But as Videl heard her master yell at her from behind, she realized she shouldn't have looked at him. He dragged her away from him after he apologized to the man for her looking into the man's eyes, but the image of him gazing into her eyes was burned in her mind.

The entire night she thought about the man she had this strange encounter with and she wondered what he was looking at. Did she have something funny on her face? She knew she hadn't looked at her reflection in the mirror for a long time so how did she look? But after she let her fingers examine her face, she was positive she had nothing strange on it that didn't belong there. So why the excessive stare of the mystery man?

To her utmost surprise, the man returned the next morning, only the scene that happened the day before didn't repeat itself then. He had completely changed from the way he was the other day. He smirked cockily at her and he had the guts to touch her at place she'd rather not be touched by total strangers. He frustrated her at that moment and his arrogance made her even more edgy.

And he…bought her. He actually bought her, for a price less than a goat. He was angered by the way she was treated. On their way to the Royal Palace (though she never thought she would see the inside of that any time soon) he had been insufferable, provocative, arrogant, but also friendly…for Saiyan terms that is. But nonetheless, she had not received such kindness in months, let alone by any Saiyan at all.

And then all the good things she heard about him the next few weeks…it made him seem as innocent as a lamb, had he not been the general.

Cruel yet kind, arrogant yet respectful, a lion and a lamb, Saiyan and a person.

Videl let the warm breeze flow through her raven hair. She thought back at what she saw about a week ago.

It had been late in the evening and she couldn't sleep so she decided to take a little straw through the castle corridors. With her loose white nightgown with the too large collar, she slowly walked through the high corridors of the third floor. The moon shone thought the windows and the halls were lighted by the torched on the walls and she followed the long corridor to the end. She was about to turn around when she saw marble arch a few meters in front of her, which doubtlessly led to a place undiscovered by the young woman. Being curious because she had never seen it before, she walked through it and followed a broad corridor, until it ended in a huge room. And what Videl saw made her part her lips and widen her eyes in awe. The room was full with statues, busts and paintings, the floor was an actual mosaic and the enormous and very high ceiling above her was painted with colorful figures and some sort of scenes she guessed. The huge windows sent the mysterious light of the moon in the chamber, which enabled Videl to see all the work of arts here. She wandered through the room and observed the pieces of art attentively. Some of the pieces carried a name and Videl soon found out that the works were images of real life persons. She came across Bardock II 2367-2424, Donya VI 2238-2265, Anrahk I 2457-2538 and many, many more. Some even went back centuries ago. She looked at the enormous painting above her. It seemed some scene of a battle was painted on the white surface, with hordes of men driving away another weird looking group of men, while a man was standing on a rock and pointing at the distance, as if he encouraged the winning men to expel the other men to that direction.

She came across many statues in the middle of the chamber, but one drew her attention. She walked closer to it so she could have a better look at it. On the white pedestal was an equally white bird. It had his big wings spread to the sky, but it was standing firmly as if it only spread his wings to look more impressive. It had a small beak and graceful upstanding feathers on his bum. The statue was immensely detailed and it looked like it was alive and could move any second, though Videl didn't recognize the bird. When Videl looked more closely, she saw that a broad ribbon was carved from the marble of the bird's chest. On the ribbon, that was hanging diagonally around his chest, a few words were carved. Videl narrowed her eyed to read it and she read 'House of Son'. Under that sentence, another sentence was carved but since it was in another language, Videl couldn't read it. As Videl looked at the bird, she remembered seeing it on the painting above her. She turned her gaze to the ceiling again and saw that a big maroon bird was painted close to the person on the rock.

Now that she took more notice of it, the bird was integrated in many statues and paintings. Sometimes they sat on one's shoulder, sometimes they were carved into one's armor, sometimes they sat at one's feet. Videl thought the bird must be some symbol. And by the looks of it, it was the symbol of the 'House of Son', or in other words, the Son family. The room had to be dedicated to this particular family. Her assumption was confirmed when her eyes met another painting on the wall on the other end of the room.

She approached it as she gazed at it in awe. As she came closer, she was sure of what she saw. The paining, that had a prominent place on the wall, was at least ten foot tall and probably the biggest in the entire room, imaged her own master Gohan.

With narrowed eyes and slightly parted lips she studied the huge painting. Gohan stood upright and firm on his feet, as she was used of him in the few moments she was in his presence. He had turned his right shoulder to the audience so his right side looked bigger that the other and he cocked his head over his shoulder, so that you could only see the right half. His eyes were fixed at some point high above Videl, so you couldn't look at his eyes directly. The expression on his face was fierce and powerful. In his left hand, he was carrying a sword that he grasped loosely and pointed at the ground beneath him. The light only covered the right side of his body and the other side was practically covered in shadow, so that you could only see the contours and the sword. The colors used in the painting were dark and soft, with a lot of ochre, brown, burgundy and black and it only contributed to the solemn atmosphere of the painting. And again, in the ochre and black background, the colors of the clouds in the darkness, a maroon bird was flying. As a last confirmation of what she thought, a few words were carved in the copper placket beneath the painting:

'Gohan III 2614'

She went back a few times that week, also one time during the day. She found herself being drawn constantly to her master's painting. How could she not, the painting was the most beautiful of all, with all it's details, the realism, the perfect usage of light and color and the composition which made Gohan powerful, honorable and real. As if he could step out of the painting. The painting, she realized, was an homage to her master, and it had the intended result; it filled everyone that would ever lay eyes on the painting with a feeling of deep respect for the imaged person.

She was awakened from her daydream by the laughs of the children, who had been sun dried and who were dressing themselves. They ran up to her enthusiastically and let themselves fall next to her in the grass.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A couple of mermaids that have legs?" Videl playfully said as she tickled one little girl that began to laugh hysterically, as the other girls did.

"And there are the mermen." Videl said in a lower voice as the young boys ran to them.

"I'm not a merman! I'm a shark! Whaaaah!" A boy with an oversized shirt and knee breeches pretended to attack the girls, as the latter screamed and chuckled.

"Alright, alright…" Videl yelled over the noise as she used her hands to urge them to stop. "Now let's all sit down. Tommy, stop rolling in the high grass."

All the children sat down, forming a small circle.

"Are you going to tell us a story?" A girl with a high voice, a cute green dress and blond ponytails asked.

"Well, it depends…what would you like to hear?" Videl answered.

"I wanna hear about a pony!"

"No, that's boring…tell us about monsters!"

"No, about a handsome prince!"

"About a magic forest!"

"A wizard!"

"A beautiful princess!"

Videl again urged them to stop, but the yells continued to go on and on.

"A knight!"

"A Villain!"

"A witch!"

"Tell us about the Saiyans!"

"Yeah, yeah, the Saiyans! Come on Videl, tell us, pleeeeease!" The children yelled and begged. Videl laughed and gave in to that proposal.

"So, you want me to tell you something about the Saiyans?" She asked with a smile on her face.

"Yeah, Yeah." The children shouted in unison.

"Alright, alright, I will. Now, where to begin…?" Videl said out loud as she thought about what to tell the children. It had to be something positive, something that didn't affect their innocence. So no stories about the invasion of earth, nothing about how humans became slaves, and most certainly nothing about their cruelty and wickedness. But she came up with something.

"Okay, the story I have for you goes like this." Videl began.

"Long ago, when Saiyans and humans didn't even exist and when there were many, many other races in the world, two monkeys were born. They were both the same as one another. They both had a brown fur, a tail, two arms and hands, two legs and feet and two big ears like all monkeys have. The two brothers were best friends. But then, very evil men caught the two brothers and their families and you know what they did?"

The children shook their heads furiously as they followed every word Videl said with widened eyes and open mouths.

"They split up the entire family, and the two brothers." Videl said in a feigned serious tone.

"Oh, no…that's terrible!" One little girl said with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, it is." Videl nodded.

"Man, who would do something like that?" Tommy yelled angrily.

"Those were very mean men, right Videl?" The youngest girl asked.

"Yes, Livia, they were not nice at all. The mean men brought one half of the family to planet Vegeta and the other half to planet Earth and there they were both set free, because very few animals lived on both planets and they needed to make little babies to make both planets a little more crowded. The brother and the rest of his family that were sent to Vegeta chose to be carnivores, that means they eat meat. But the brother and the family on the other planet, those on earth, chose to be herbivore, which means they only ate plants, leaves, seeds, insects and more of those things, but not meat. And so, the brother on planet Vegeta had to hunt for his food and he became very strong, and the brother on planet earth, that collected his food, became very smart. Thousands of years went by and the grand-grand-grand-grand-grand…hundred times grand-children of the two brothers became two very different races. One that was strong, and one that was smart. One had learned how to fight, the other had learned to invent."

When Videl was done with her story, the children stared at her with open mouths and Videl smiled at the sight of a dozen children staring at her like that.

"So, we and the Saiyans were both monkeys?" One of the elder boys asked.

"Yes, Ali…or so the legend goes. But no-one knows for sure. It could be made up by someone." Videl replied.

"Nah, I don't believe it." One of the elder girls that was very tomboyish said.

"Why not? It could be true." Tommy replied.

"Oh yeah? Why don't we have a tail then and the Saiyans do?"

"Well, we differ from them, but not that much. They don't look that much different from us."

"Videl, what do you think?" The tomboyish girl asked.

Videl thought for a while before she answered. She stood from the ground with a smile on her face.

"Well, there are a lot of false things in the story. Like us being a herbivore, while we still eat meat. Or the Saiyans being only carnivores. But on the other hand, there are not two races in the entire universe that look that much alike than us humans and the Saiyans."

Videl walked around in the high grass while she felt the eyes of the children on her. She bend and picked up a tiny flower from the ground and she studied it absently.

"It's like with this windflower. The flower lets go of his seeds and those little seeds float around in the air, until the are picked up and carried to another place by the wind. And one of those seeds travels a distance that is so uncommonly big that it only happens to a few out of a million seeds from millions of flowers. Thousands of miles from home, and from the flower he came from, the wind finally dies and the seed descends to the ground, where it nestles himself in the warm and humid soil. And there it grows peacefully, but under very different circumstances than it's mother. Under a different climate, in a different environment, amongst different plants and animals, the seed that turns into a beautiful windflower spreads it's own seed and as the centuries go by, the seed changes from what it originally was. And that's why different kinds of windflowers exist in nature. So one might ask himself, could the same thing that's happened to the windflowers, have happened to the monkeys?"

Videl smiled before the inhaled some air and blew the air in the direction of the flower. Immediately the numerous seeds spread into the air; some were carried away by the wind, others descended onto the grass.

"But Videl, how come we are so weak and they so strong." Livia asked innocently.

Videl looked over at the children of whom she received all their attention.

"We are not weak." Videl replied seriously. "Something I didn't tell you yet, something that is very important about the story of the two monkeys, is this. When they were still together, the monkeys could summon some sort of energy. The energy was something that flowed through their veins, but they could do very little with it. The monkeys that were to be humans forgot how to summon this energy, the others have not. The other monkeys learned to use this energy and when they already looked a lot like the Saiyans do nowadays, they used it to fly and to create some sort of energy waves to attack their enemies. It is part of their advantage over us when it comes to strength. But now, some people believe that humans still have this sort of energy, but that they are unaware of it. And when they find this energy that they have long forgotten, humans could become just as strong as the Saiyans, though it would take a very long time before they're at the same level. Hundreds of years of evolution, they say. But it remains that when humans find their energy again, the differences between Saiyans and humans will gradually disappear."

Some of the children looked at Videl in awe, but others, most of them elder children, looked at her skeptically. However young they were, they could not believe the thing Videl said.

"Oh, come on Videl!" The tomboyish girl said. "That's just a story you made up. It's a nice story, but I don't believe it. I mean, how in the world could we ever fly? That's nuts."

Videl smirked mischievously by the words of the young girl.

"Liz, do you believe your own eyes?" She asked the young girl.

The little Liz cocked one of her eyebrows as Videl looked at her from a distance. A second later, the children saw something they never thought they would see in their whole lives. The high grass around Videl was blown down in a circle by a sudden wind that seemed to be coming from under Videl's feet. The expression on the face of their supervisor was one of pure concentration. She clutched her hands because of doing something she had not done in a very long time. And suddenly, an invisible force pushed her up from the ground and…she floated.

The children all rose from the ground in surprise and awe as Videl floated higher and higher, to a point where she was higher than the top of the trees. When she gained full control of her energy, Videl cautiously flew forward. Seeing that she still had not forgot how to fly, she became more daring and within no time at all, she flew through the air like she had never done any different, flexible and natural.

When they had overcome the shock of seeing someone they never thought could fly, they started to cheer happily and to wave at Videl, who waved back cheerfully as she was now flying high above them.

"Yeah, Videl! You're so cool!" Tommy yelled as he raised his both hands to the sky.

"Sorry for not believing you, Videl. You can fly!" Liz shouted as she waved to Videl.

After a few minutes, Videl descended again and the children ran to her enthusiastically.

"And that, my dear children…" Videl said as the children had gathered around her. "is why I believe."

It was now the end of the afternoon and Videl had said goodbye to the children. She was now strolling around the estate in the warm, orange sun, until her attention was drawn by a nagging bleating, that seemed to come from behind a tree just to the right of Videl. The young woman looked behind the tree and found the most endearing animal she had ever seen.

"Why hello, little buddy." She said. The animal was a little goat, white and still very young. It looked at her desperately and it broke Videl's heart.

Videl looked around, hoping to find it's group or the shepherd, but she found nothing. She turned her gaze at the little goat again and smiled warmly at it.

"Come, shall we go look for your mommie?" And Videl picked up the goat that was uncommonly tame in her arms. It was completely fine with Videl carrying it and rested in her arms in utmost content.

Videl walked to the animal farm, which included the stables for the horses, a very small cowshed, a hen house and where the other animals could move freely in a big room with lots of stacks of hay. When she entered the farm she was greeted by the barking of a few dogs, who ran to her and jumped around her enthusiastically. A cat walked on a rafter and looked at her suspiciously, while the pig stopped burrowing in the hay to cock it's head and the family of goats began to bleat. The little goat in Videl's arms began to struggle and to bleat furiously and Videl set it on the ground, before it clumsily ran to one of the bigger goats, which Videl presumed to be the mother. She smiled a little and was about to turn around and walk out of the farm, when she heard a sound coming from the stables. She looked to her left, where the entrance to the stables was and the door leading to it slowly opened. The opening door revealed a young, handsome man, with brown, ruffled hair that came to his earlobes, a small fringe of beard surrounding his thin lips, a dark green scarf around his neck, loose, brown trousers, a dark green woolen tunic under a brown, leather cuirass and he had leather boots and leather gauntlets. Videl thought he only needed a sword and he would be a medieval soldier.

When the man got sight of her, he stopped in his tracks and stared at her for a while, before he recovered quickly.

"Hello." He said in a surprised tone.

"Hello." Videl greeted equally surprised.

"You must be new here, I've never seen you here before." The young man said as he walked towards her.

Videl smiled a little as he extended his hand. She took it and shook in gently but firmly.

"I'm Jonah." The man said as a boyish smile curled his lips in an adoringly manner, which made Videl blush slightly.

"I'm Videl." She replied as she tried to suppress the upcoming blush, but unfortunately, Jonah had already seen it. His smile broadened and he squeezed her hand softly.

"Nice to meet you, Videl."

Im scaring you am i? with this whole jonah dude...does gohan have some competition? Mwoahaha, review to change the outcome of this...no that's mean, cuz i already set my mind on whats gonna happen...but review anyway

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