A/N: HELLOOOOOOOOOO, here's 10!! Not much to say...but enjoy

Discliamer: No, Karci does not own DBZ or any of its characters, all ownership goes to Akira Toriyama and Funimation productions and what ever other productions contributed to this EPIC anime unless I made it up, which is like, one character, Vegeta's daughter, who I named Kelsey Shacore Brief [excluding the last name] because well, I have know idea what to name her


Chapter 10 –

-- Baseball Game --

[Orange Star-South Bay]

Kentaro was first to bat, and…struck out. Then came Haruki who hit a double play. Ryou struck out, leaving Haruki STILL on second base. One out left and Seiki was on bat…striking out. The team groaned as the were now on defense

"I can't BELIEVE how BAD that was!" Rafu grunted

Kelsey was excited. She FINALLY GOT TO PITCH! She smiled as she headed for the mound and saw Lead heading her way. Not AGAIN! When is he just gonna STOP?!

"I'm starting the Game Briefs"

"This is MY MOUND Pencil!"

"Uh-uh" he wagged his pointer finger "I'M the starter pitcher and YOU…well YOU end the game…IF the couch says so. So, get of MY mound he smiled and shoved the little girl" Kelsey growled and stomped away

"When am I EVER gonna get to PITCH?!" the growled. Goten laughed

"Relax, Kelsey. At least you wont be blamed if we lose" Kelsey said nothing as she sat down

The game went one as the three batters from South Bay struck out ending the first inning

[1st inning – 0-0]

[2nd inning – 0-1]

[3rd inning – 1-1]

The team was getting aggravated since South Bay scored the first run of the game

"I HATE this!" Kentaro shouted as he grabbed his bat

"Raise your back elbow a bit. That should do it" Kelsey commented casually. Kentaro took his position following the young captain's advice

"GO! GO! GO!" the team shouted as Kentaro charged for third base

"THAT'S IT!" Yuhan shouted, "One more hit and we can get a run!"

"Har—"

"Goten, You're up" Kelsey cut in

"WHAT?!" the team shrieked

"Just because he did good during practice does NOT mean he can PLAY!"

"Shut up. He's got this run" she turned to look at her friend "Focus Chibi, for me. Promise?" Goten smiled and stood up

"Yea" he grinned and stepped on home plate

"You got this, Chibi"

"HOME RUN!!" the team shouted and Kelsey grinned. I knew he could do it

And South Bay's Sataru scored one

[4th inning – 3-2]

[5th inning – 3-3]

[6th inning – 3-3]

[7th inning – 3-4]

[8th inning – 3-4]

"They CAN'T be leading NOW! It's the eighth inning!"

"Relax," Kelsey said calmly, "We own this game"

"What are you TALKING about BRIEFS?! We're gonna bomb this game"

"Shut UP Pencil!" she focused back to the team "Go ahead, Ryou. Flex your knees and dig in with your back foot" he nodded

"STRIKE ONE"

"Dig in with your back foot, Ryou" Kelsey told him again

"YAYY!!!!" the team and crowd shouted as Ryou landed on second base

"Alright, who's next?" Kentaro asked. Kelsey was stuck

"Hmmm…"

"You should go, Kels. You haven't played yet" Goten suggested. Kelsey shook her head

"Nahh…"

"Why not?" Kelsey shrugged. Goten continued "I know your more of a pitcher, but you're great a everything! Just go"

"Yea, Sledge" Yuhan cut in, "Go out there and give us a run" Kelsey shrugged and did so. This is WAY to easy. The Captain thought as she swung and the ball was out of sight

"HOMERUUUUUUN!!!!" Kelsey's homerun helped Ryou to home plate and Kelsey smirked and walked the bases as everyone cheered

Orange Star cheered as South Bay sulked as they walked off the field

"Nice job, Briefs" Lead brushed past her. Kelsey snorted and took off to the locker room

[9th inning – 5-4]

-- Capsule Corp. --

Trunks stood in a dark place, surrounded by sulfuric acid that oozed out of cracks in the walls surrounding him. The place looked like Kelsey's school, but it was all wrong. Screams filled the air and bodies hit the floor as kids swarmed the place. Nearby, there was a coffin and surrounding it were tombs of teachers and other students. The Prince-to-be felt drawn to the small coffin—as if something was calling him there. He went and looked at the name on the wooden resting place—and wished he hadn't.

There, carved in chilling print, was his surname. BRIEFS. He didn't want to look at the first name. He already knew who it was.

Turning away from the sign of death, Trunks walked to a different part of the wrecked school. He found other kids, shackled and chained and working like dogs. Trunks was disgusted and freed several of them before noticing that one pair of chains was extremely long and led into the principal's office. He followed the links and entered the room. There was Lead, sitting on a throne and smirking right at him. Trunks wasn't paying attention. His eyes were on the wall above the tyrant. Lead noticed his gaze and grinned savagely. Trunks again turned away from the gruesome sight of hybrid death, and once again focused on the links until he finally spotted the prisoner they were attached to. Under the feet of the bastard chibi. His face completely stripped of emotion, his eyes dull like a faithful retriever, lay Goten. This became too much for Trunks. Seeing his sister's coffin, looking at the remains of Gohan above the throne of the person who MURDERED him, and now, watching Goten cower like a cur at the feet of that monster…this HAD to be some sort of warning! Trunks tried to wake up but was unable to break free of the horror that he was seeing. All he could do was wait for it to end on its own. Wait—and hope he could prevent this from ever happening

"This is what's waiting for us…if you don't get up, Trunks. If you don't get up and help Kels…its OVER! So…WAKE UP TRUNKS!!" the oldest chibi rode the voice of his best friend…and fell off the couch with a thud and a groan.

He HAD to get Kelsey. But he couldn't, he NEEDED the life support system. Darn it! I'll have to wait until I recover before going ANYWHERE! He thought in frustration, sitting on the TV control. The sounds of 'Smooth Criminal' suddenly blaring to life. Trunks groaned and passed out again, his head throbbing. He hoped he would recuperate at least to some degree before the take over began. Although with the high fever he now had, the possibility seemed unlikely

"Please, Kels…don't do anything stupid!"

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Lead and thirty of his goons chased their target through Hercule City streets. The leader had posted agents on all roofs, just incase their prey tried to fly away. Finally, the fleeing victim reached a dead end and the pursuers closed in on all angles. Lead cracked his knuckles and began to circle the trembling prey

"Awwwwww! Poor, poor Briefs. You aren't SCARED of us, are ya? You shouldn't be…after all, we're gonna be PLAYING with you for the rest of the season!"

The gang laughed. Kelsey backed away and got into fighting stance. She did not want to risk transforming again, but she was the Daughter of Vegeta. She would NOT show her vulnerabilities in front of her enemies. Lead stepped closer and the girl moved back

"You wreak of hybrid blood, bastard. What have you done with the Gold Fighter?!" the leader licked his teeth

"Ah, you noticed, huh? Well, what I did to GOHAN is too…harsh for your girly mind to handle. However, I'll tell you what I am GOING to do to that second-rate hero. As we speak, my scouts are gathering gangs from all over the country for a special mission. There will be thousands of members who will answer the call. However, they must ALL prove their loyalty to me and our cause"

Kelsey clenched her fists,

"What are you planning, Lead Pencil?" she growled, knowing the answer would not be a pleasant one.

Lead laughed in giddy excitement, rubbing his hands together as he announced dramatically

"A Step-Test!"

Kelsey felt her blood run cold, and she narrowed her eyes

"You bastard!" she spat venomously, "You BASTARD!"

The Saiyan Princess knew what a Step-Test was. In the days of Planet Vegeta, under the rule of Lord Frieza, the tyrant had ordered the Saiyan Warriors to prove their loyalty to him. All they had to do was step on the back of King Vegeta. Vegeta had told Kelsey in one of their moments in the Gravity Room that twenty steps later, he heard the King's spine crack. The chibi Prince had killed half the Saiyan Army in his explosive rage over humiliation his Father had suffered at their hands

To think of Gohan having to endure thousands of pairs of feet putting their full weight on his spine…the very thought filled the Saiyan Princess with horror and made her feel sick. Lead's laughter echoed in her head and brought Kelsey back into her present situation. The bully put his hands on the victim's shoulder and leaned into her ear, murmuring in pleasure and sick glee, reveling in the Briefs Brat's inability to prevent him from having his way with the Gold Fighter

"Think of this, Briefs—Gohan would be home right now…if it wasn't for YOU! If you would just stop resisting and give into me, then I would stop this cruelty and leave your friends and family in peace. Think about it. I swear I will leave everyone you are connected alone" he paused smiling at her "Beloved Older Brother, Kelsey. You love Trunks don't you? Of course you do. We'll leave him alone I promise. And don't forget your little boy toy and his older Brother, they'll be free from this and all YOU have to do is surrender. I'll give you until the end of the week to think it over. The fate of all you love rests in your hands, Briefs. I KNOW you'll make the right decision"

Lead and his goons melted into the darkness, leaving a very distressed Kelsey to mull over the offer. The Daughter of Vegeta dropped to her hands and knees gasping and sobbing in anger and confusion. Her fists made tiny craters as she beat the concrete in helpless frustration—cursing in her Father's native tongue

Lifting her head to the sky, the Saiyan Princess let out a wail that resonated off the walls of the surrounding buildings before taking off, flying home. No more, it was time to have her human half take over, Kelsey Briefs needed to cry, she had been strong long enough. Kelsey Briefs needed comfort, she needed security and she needed her older brother

-- Mt. Paozu --

Chi-Chi placed the cake in front of her youngest son and grinned happily ash she whacked the always-hungry Goku on the wrist as he tried and failed to sneak a taste. Goten laughed at his Father's antics, but the playful full-blooded noticed that hi s Son's eyes didn't sparkle like they usually did when Goten was in high spirits. The Father made a mental note to have a small wrestling match with his chibi offspring after they ate. Then he tried and failed AGAIN to snatch a piece of cake

"NO Goku! You KNOW that Full-Blooded Saiyans CANNOT have sugar! You remember what happened last time—DON'T YOU?! You went crazy and got banned for a whole MONTH!! Do you REALLY want to go through that again?!"

The Saiyan shook his head rapidly and motioned for Goten to follow him. The chibi grinned, after thanking his mother for the meal, and the desert that Goku couldn't have. The two bounded to the family room

"What do you say to a wrestling match, Goten?"

Goku began stretching on the floor, a very big smile on his face. His mood was dampened, but not destroyed, by his son's reaction. Goten shook his head and looked at the floor before climbing onto the large couch that served as the PUNISHMENT spot for his Father, should the kind hearted Saiyan push his Wife over the edge with his innocent antics

"MMM, not tonight, Dad. Right now, I'm kinda feeling down. Maybe tomorrow we'll rassle"

Goku became instantly alert, and sat down next to his youngest, then placed the depressed boy on his lap

"Alright, Squirt, tell me what's bothering you lately. You've been acting sad most of the time, you rarely laugh, you don't visit Trunks half as much as you use to, and you haven't been EATING. What's the problem?"

Goten looked away and took a deep breath and responded with a question of his own,

"Dad, what's it feel like—each time you ascend?"

Goku looked confused for a second, then his mouth curled into a well-known grin

"Is that what this is about? Your transformation to Super Saiyan 2?"

"Uh-huh. Daddy…I REALLY messed up! I reached the level…but then I went crazy and started hurting people and acting like…like…like VEGETA! And the worse part is…I ENJOYED IT!"

Goten began to sob into his father's gi. The strong hand of Earth's Greatest Hero rubbed the back of his Son, his heart aching for the boy. Ascending was hard on the mind as well as the body, and if the emotions and instincts were not reined in before the transformation became natural…the results were devastating and could never be reversed. Goku knew this better than anyone except Broly and Broly was in Otherworld so he didn't count.

Taking a deep breath, the Father recalled memories of the first time he reached each new level

"There's a lot of rage and each time, it's more intense and harder to control. Also, there's a burning need to fight and a desire to kill that even I had to suppress and each ascension is more like a fight for control than a release of power. The power itself…it's INCREDIBLE. When I'm at level 3, if I wanted to, I could kill someone with my aura alone"

Goten's eyes went wide,

"REALLY?!"

"Yeah. Didn't you feel my energy the first time I ascended to level 3? Well that was from a zillion miles away in the sky. When I demonstrated that transformation on the lookout for you and Trunks, I had energy time limit so, I didn't release the full power"

"WOW!!"

Goku chuckled and then turned serious

"Goten…what you felt, what you went through…I went through the exact same thing. Every…single…time. The rage, the bloodlust, the desire to see the enemy suffer...each time it got harder and harder to control. BUT…I did it. I mastered the transformation. Just like you will, with training"

"But Dad…I…I don't wanna risk transforming again! What if…what of I can't control it? What if it's already too late and I…become like…like BROLY?!"

"That's not gonna happen, Son. Broly never got to train with his Father! You'll be fine…with training!" he said as he picked up Goten and carried him like a football outside ignoring

"STOP DAD!! I DON'T WANNAAAA!!"

"Too bad and too late, Squirt! You ascended, now we train! Come one, it'll be FUN!

"NOOOO!!!!!!! Dad! STOP IT! PUT ME DOWN!! I DON'T WANNAA!!" he struggled but Goku laughed and ignored his youngest

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Chi-Chi held onto the wall as another shockwave hit the house. Father and Son were still going at it and it was WAY past Goten's bedtime. The harpy lady hollered out the window to the numskull warrior she had married in an annoyed tone,

"GOKU!! Don't you think it's time to call it a night? Goten has SCHOOL in the morning, you know!!"

"I know, Chi-Chi, but he's ALMOST there! Just one more hour PLEEEEEASE?"

The woman folded her arms. Her poor boy was becoming a stronger delinquent—no, he HAD become a stronger delinquent, and now his FATHER was teaching him ways of the Saiyan delinquents so GOTEN would be an even BIGGER delinquent! She wailed in depression,

"WHYYYY? Why do you have to go another HOUR training my baby how to be a MONSTER?! WHYY?! And at the expense of his education too!"

Goku, as always, when in 'training mode' ignored his wife's complaining and remained focused on the task at hand. Goten had gone Super Saiyan 2 and his rage had been gradually fading as the boy began to take more control. The lust to kill though…there was nothing waning about that part of ascension, and Goku couldn't figure out why. So he paused the training session by going Super Saiyan 3 and wrapping a strong arm around his homicidal Son. Goten was in such a kill haze that he didn't know he was being grabbed until his Father's voice reached his ears with its deep, growling but calm tone

"Hey! Hey, calm down, little guy! You're doing great, Goten, but there's something wrong! you seem to be holding onto something and it's preventing you from controlling your bloodlust. I need you to tell me what it is, Son. What are you holding onto? Whatever it is, I can help you use it but I can't do a THING if you won't let it out. Help me out here, Squirt!"

Goten stopped struggling and growled venomously,

"Lead…Pencil!! I'll KILL him Dad! He's worse than Buu and even crueler than Frieza! He's gonna HURT KELSEY and he HURT TRUNKS! He's keeping Gohan prisoner somewhere an' drainin' all his blood an' sendin' us the results! He's got no mercy, so I WON'Y SHOW HIM ANY!! I WANNA KILL HIM!!"

Goku cringed as his Son let out a huge blast of aural energy in his lust for revenge. To think that GOTEN of all people had been hiding this much…HATE inside him. The Father felt his heart burned for his oldest AND youngest but didn't let it deter him from the challenge this situation had provided

"Use this as a CATLYST, Goten! Use it to trigger the transformation but then you HAVE TO LET IT GO! If you let this drive you, it will KILL you, or worse, you'll go AUTOPILOT like GOHAN DID and then you wont be able to think straight. You'll make rash decisions until your energy runs out. Then the enemy will KILL YOU while you're WEAKENED. Now…REGAIN CONTROL!!"

The youngest Son struggled against his Father's grip and his hate until at lst, taking a deep breath, the sparking boy just…LET GO. He let go of the hurt, pain, and the DRIVE…and fell into the strong arms of his Father, too weak to stay ascended or conscious any longer. Goku smiled and powered down,

"Atta boy, Goten" he murmured in parental warmth that only HE seemed capable in expressing so deeply, "I'm proud of you. Sleep well, Son"

The Warrior carried his offspring back to the house, his grin lasting until the next morning. Yes, Goten was starting to develop into one heck of a young man and there was never a prouder Father than Goku at the moment

-- Capsule Corp. --

Trunks paced back and forth, getting yanked by the IV line every time he strayed too far from the couch. The nightmares had been plaguing him nonstop and he was seeing them often enough that he considered the dreams to be warnings. He HAD to help Kelsey. He was her big Brother and he NEEDED to PROTECT her! As the Prince-to-be thought, the sounds of his father training and his Mother cooking food that he could not savor because of his illness caught the boy's attention. He HAD to do SOMETHING, or Feisty would never get to hear those comforting sounds again. Trunks remembered something that his Father had told him once…"Sometimes the best course of action you can take when dealing with an enemy, is infiltration"

What Trunks was thinking of at that moment…the plan that had formed his mind…would break his Sister's heart. But the young warrior felt ha had no choice. He was going to become one with the enemy

Trunks Briefs was going to join Shimasu Akai…

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The Gold Fighter woke up as soon as he felt Lead's chi enter the hangout. The bully grinned savagely as he laid the weak Warrior facedown on the cold dirt floor. Grime got into several of the hybrids wounds and tiny rocks chaffed hi skin,

"What…what are you doing…now?" the question was not one of fear, and Lead growled before sneering in contempt and bragged to the exhausted weak hero

"You should feel lucky, Gold Fighter! You will be an important part of the gang…as our INITIATION TOOL!"

Gohan looked as bored as he could manage and deadpanned, "Lucky me."

The leader snickered as he heard twenty-five pairs of footsteps entering the room "Welcome to Shimasu Akai, gentlemen. Please, to prove that you are not traitors or spies, I would ask one thing from you—HEY! What are YOU DOING HERE?!"

The gang leader glared at the figure who so rudely interrupted his initiation ritual. The figure was the brother of his enemy and had no business being there. The other members swarmed the intruder, only to have him surrender immediately. Puzzled, Lead circled the Briefs heir,

"What are you doing here, Briefs? It isn't like you to walk in here and give yourself over to me and my boys. Are you looking for a fight or are you looking to DIE?"

Trunks glared at the leader and shrugged, "Neither. My last fight with your guys proved one thing to me, you're well organized and can win against anyone just by using your head. I admire that and have come to the realization that…that there's no use in fighting AGAINST you. Please, I beg you, let ME be a part of the winning side! I know you could use another head in battle. I have come to JOIN you, not to FIGHT you. Let me in"

Lead laughed, throwing his head back and then shaking it in disbelief

"How much of an IDIOT do you think I am?"

"I'm not playing you" Trunks casually shook his head.

Lead narrowed his eyes,

"Fine, Briefs, you wanna be in Shimasu Akai? Then you have to pass a little test just like everyone else. A test that you will FAIL unless you truly want to become one of us"

"Bring it on!"

Lead walked over and pointed to the motionless form on the ground,

"This is the test. All you have to do, Is walk on his spine. Then you will prove that you really are a true member of the gang"

Trunks gulped. If he was going to go through with this, he HAD to be initiated. And fif that meant being the cause of the hybrid he considered his 'Brother's pain…the he hoped to Kami that Gohan would forgive him one day

"I accept the challenge." he said in a voice that was tougher than he felt

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Trunks walked over to the motionless form of the Gold Fighter and placed a foot on the hybrid's back. Lead shook his head,

"Uh-uh, Briefs. The LOWER back. If you step on the upper back, it doesn't hurt him and if you want to prove yourself, you MUST cause him PAIN. Now DO it!"

The lavender haired Saiyan gritted his teeth and dove into the task before him. His heart smited him sharply as he actually STOOD on the spine of his best friend's Brother, with his heels digging into the bone and one of his Father's pitiless smirks on his face

"How's THIS, Leader? Do I need to prove me intentions FURTHER?"

Lead waved a hand, and Trunks hopped off, but made it looked reluctant. The Leader took out a permanent marker and lifted the young hybrid's gi. Trunks couldn't see what the bully was doing but he knew the hardest part of his mission was over. He had been accepted into the enemy's camp and that was all that mattered. Lead lifted a hand and announced with pride and exceitment,

"Fellow members—I give you 'Trunks no Sasori', the newest member of Shimasu Akai!"

The gang erupted in hoots and hollers, patting Trunks on the shoulders and fingering the marking drawn on his back. When the chibi asked what the Leader had drawn, Toutan had said that it was a scorpion getting ready to strike

"It goes with your name, Tenderfoot. Trunks no Sasori means 'Trunks of the Scorpion'. You'll bring people to their knees with that name. the leader must think very highly of your potential for him to honor you with such a fierce name."

Trunks smiled venomously at this. Yes, his plan was going perfectly but…there was something about the situation that seemed…PLEASURABLE as well. As the night went on, the boy began to understand why this kind of life appealed to the majority of the kids in the country. And he began to wonder…if this had been such a good idea because he had a small problem…

Trunks Briefs was digging too deep and was becoming hooked…real fast. If he wasn't careful, he'd get sucked in. then Trunks no Sasori would become his preferred nickname and Kelsey would be doomed

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Trunks arrived at Capsule Corp. to find his little sister sleeping on the couch having a nightmare. She was sleeping fitfully, squirming and her breathing gradually started getting faster and faster. The Leader had told him to act like nothing happened and nothing was different between them, but the heir was finding it remarkably difficult to be on the same level of kindness and warmth with Kelsey—Or even Goten. ESPECIALLY Goten. Trunks' heart still ached for what he had done to Gohan and tears fell for the older hybrid's suffering that he was likely still enduring as he dropped himself lazily on the end of the couch Kelsey was sleeping on

He was jarred from his water works by a small hand on his leg. He looked down to see Kelsey, tears in her eyes and looking at him with a defeated air,

"Trunks? Why're you crying?" her voice sounded so small and like a little girl who was scared of a monster that she thought was chasing her

That did it

Trunks swept his little sister up in his arms and cuddled with her, "Tell me, Feisty, why are YOU crying? It isn't like you at all"

The little Saiyan Princess choked out a sob, "I—I don't know what to do anymore! I've tried fitting in and that didn't work I thought it help by being as tough as daddy, but it looks like THAT didn't work! I'm so weak that I can't even see what a BURDEN I am to everyone, and now…now it looks like I'm the cause of Goten's troubles, your sickness, and Gohan's pain, wherever he is…I'm stuck, Trunks and I'm drowning!"

There were times Trunks provided his sister with verbal council but there were also times when she just needed him to listen and be there for her. Trunks said nothing. He held his sister close to him rubbing her back to calm her as she fell asleep, emotions causing her lack of energy. He would NOT lose sight of his mission. He would protect the sleeping being in his arms with his very life if he had to

"I'll make the hurt go away, Tiny, I promise. Everything's gonna be all right, Kels. But first I must wound you deeply. Sleep well, Little Warrior the time of peace is coming and your Knight in Shining Armor will return to you with a clean slate, but for now he has to leave and face the darkness"

Placing his sleeping sibling on the couch and covering her with blankets, Trunks sang her a lullaby he wrote when Kelsey was very young. It was a melody that told of battles won and lost, and to always keep the heart light, and everything would work out in the end. When he finished the last verse, the young Warrior said his goodbyes, promising to come back as pure as he was before.

Trunks Briefs walked out of CC…

But it was Trunks no Sasori who closed the door and disappeared in to the night. It was time to embrace the darkness…

So he could protect the light

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Kelsey woke up the next morning before the sun was even awake and stretched

"Morning, Trunks!" she yawned sleepily as she patted the area beside her. The stopped

"Niissan?!" she asked confused "TRUNKS!" her eyes widen in panic, and the little warrior began to search the makeshift bed for any signs of her Brother,

"This isn't FUNNY, Trunks! Now come out!" the girl's hand closed on a piece of paper and she opened it and read out loud,

"Feisty, I've told Dad and Mom this already, but you were asleep and I didn't want to tell you…that I'm gonna be gone for a while. I need some time to think and heal, and to take care of a problem that's come up. Please stay home and do NOT come find me. After I'm done completing my tasks, I'll come back. I promise, Kels. Just please, don't look for me. I love you shin-ai na imooto, and I always will. No matter what. Until we meet again, sayonara, imootosan"

Kelsey fell to the ground in tears. He called her Shin-ai na imooto—his dear little sister. Trunks only used that endearment in the gravest or most tenser moments between the two siblings. It was the title of the deepest love and was never used in a casual conversations

"Trunks…" the girl sniffed, bringing her knees to her chest. Wherever her Brother had gone, it was clear that he wouldn't REALLY be coming back…alive. Kelsey narrowed her eyes and clutched the letter tightly. No. she would not leave her Brother out ther, injured and weak, and possibly looking for a place to rest. Her Father had told her once that a gravely injured Warrior would often wait until everyone's asleep before going away to die. She would NOT let Trunks slip into Otherworld as such a young age! And even if he WASN'T dying, the girl HAD to find out what her sibling was up to and what had prompted him to leave when he was still weak. Gathering her courage, she grabbed her backpack, thinking if she should even GO to school. The Saiyan Princess flew off, hoping she would reach Trunks before it was too late.

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The Saiyan Princess found no leads until she swooped to the baseball field where a bunch of chi was gathering. The girl looked in fascination and horror as two groups of kids gathered in the middle of the field. Something BIG was happening!

Moving closer, Kelsey saw that the two groups were surrounding three small figures who seemed frightened. Kelsey couldn't blame them as the gang leader stepped into the circle and started manhandling the smallest victim. Suddenly a voice cut through darkness,

"Stop it, Lead. That's enough!"

Kelsey's heart soared. She KNEW that voice ANYWHERE! She watched as her Brother stepped out from the crowd of bullies with his fists clenched and fire in his eyes. The good feelings Kelsey had were shattered in the next few seconds as Trunks continued,

"Let ME finish it!"

Horror took over the Daughter of Vegeta. What is he DOING?! Her mind screamed as her Brother took the limp chibi from the Leader and began to beat him soundly. Tears fell freely down Kelsey's cheek as silent sobs shook her small body, Why, Trunks?! She sobbed in silence, her heart breaking as she saw the blue eyes of Trunks sparkle in sadistic excitement as he effortlessly snapped the victim's neck with his thumb. This…this isn't my Brother! What's happening to you?! Unable to bear watching the being the USED to be her big Brother finish off the other two kids, the hurt teary-eyed, heartbroken Princess flew home. The haunting empty look trunks had reminded Kelsey of one other person who used to be heartless…

Their Father.

She's heard about when Vegeta was being controlled by Babadi, how cruel her father had been. Trunks had the same look, the same RUTHLESSNESS that the Saiyan Prince use to have before he met their Mother. The resemblance was unmistakable.

Trunks was indeed his Father's Son and Kelsey had never felt so betrayed…or lost


Chapter 12 will be the epilogue =) THANKS TO: BatWingteenavenger YAY RANDOMNESS!!