A/N: Here is the 3rd chapter. Any reviews or suggestions would be great.

Several days had passed, but Gohan could not stop thinking about Vestige. He didn't know what to make of the whole thing. He had done nothing but, trained and chased after Vegeta his whole life, Gohan thought. Now what would he do?

"Are you sure you don't want me to heal him Piccolo?" Dende asked.

"For the last time, NO, he will heal on his own".

It had been two days and the boy had still not awoken from his beating. Though he obviously was recovering much, quicker than any human would, he still was in rough shape.

"Piccolo, what will we do with him?" Mr. Popo asked

"I don't know," Piccolo answered truthfully. "He has much more power than he was able to use against Vegeta, I don't want his full power restored till we learn more about him."

Suddenly the boy started coughing, the first movement he had made since his arrival to the Lookout. He opened his eyes and looked around, not hiding the shock on his face at the sight of Mr. Popo.

"Where am I?" he weakly asked.

"You are at the Lookout, it where the Guardian of the Earth keeps watch over all the people, and this is the Earth's Guardian, Dende," Piccolo said pointing to the young Namek.

"Welcome to Earth," Dende brightly said. Vestige nodded, showing respect to the Namekian, despite his youth.

"And I am Mr. Popo, I serve under the Earth's Guardian, would you like something to eat?" Mr. Popo asked, hoping for something to do.

"Ugh, sure I haven't eaten since before I Ianded on Namek," Vestige replied unsure of how to deal with their kindness after he attacked their friend.

They sat down and ate, Dende asking question after question about Vestige's time on Namek, Piccolo watching in silence.

After a while Piccolo grew impatient, "We need to talk," Piccolo intervened.

"hn", Vestige nodded, his expression instantly turning serious. He quietly followed Piccolo out the door. They walked all the way to the edge of the lookout. They both stopped, neither facing each other, both looking down at the earth below them.

"What is your plan?" Piccolo asked.

"I guess I don't know, all I have ever known is that I must fight my father, the elder put that in my head since before I could speak" Vestige answered, his brow furrowed as he deeply thought about the question.

"And what about the rest of us, do you mean us any harm?"

"No, but I do not think you realize how evil Vegeta is, why would you harbor someone so cruel?"

Piccolo got a laugh out of this, he knew exactly how cruel Vegeta was. "Vestige, there are many things you do not know, I hate to defend Vegeta, but he is not the same Vegeta who ravaged your planet."

A serious look crossed Vestige's face as he thought about Piccolo's words.

Finally after several moments of silence the young Saiyan turned to face Piccolo and spoke, "Will you tell me everything you know about Vegeta?"

"Allright, but this is going to take awhile" Piccolo replied.

"Vegeta! What is your deal? You have been out of it since you flew outa here the other day," Bulma demanded. " And you said you would tell me what these new developments were."

"Woman, calm yourself I will tell you when I am good and ready!"

"Oh ya, well maybe I start calling around and see if Yamcha or Gohan know anything."

"You will do no such thing. Do you understand?" He stated, showing a look of both anger and regret. What was Bulma going to do when he found out he had another son. Things had been good lately, well good for them atleast, but now this whole thing was going to get ugly. He got up and walked out of the kitchen, planning to resume his afternoon training. Bulma followed him as far as the doorway.

"I will tell you everything this evening, now leave me be" he ordered as he made his way to the Gravity Chamber.

For the first time in 3 days it was completely quiet on the Lookout. Piccolo, with the assistance of Dende and Mr. Popo had been telling Vestige of the Z history. Piccolo also told him everything he knew about Vegeta's ugly past. They had stopped talking a few hours ago and since then Vestige had simply stood on the edge of the Lookout, deep in thought.

His father, the murderous man he was, had as harsh and terrible of a upbringing as he had. Where Vestige's slave work was mining resources, Vegeta's was destroying civilizations. He was for the first time unsure of what he thought of Vegeta, and along with that he was unsure of what he was supposed to do with himself. He had never considered what he would do after he killed Vegeta, let alone if he failed to kill Vegeta. He was full of anger and rage, and he now knew not what to do with it.

"WHAT? You have another son?" Bulma demanded

"For God Sakes woman, let me finish," Vegeta yelled back. This was tougher than his training, and he had been dreading it.

Gohan thought about going to the Lookout, but he was a little unsure of how Piccolo would act. He seemed to want to isolate Vestige, and based upon his story and the beating Vegeta had given him Gohan figured he needed people. It was settled he was going to the Lookout.

"So, where is he now?" Bulma asked.

"Piccolo took him," he answered.

"Piccolo, why did Piccolo, take him? And where did he take him to?" she pressed.

"How should I know, he is not my son, he is space trash and that is all there is to."

SLAP

"He is your son, and you will honor that you jackass!"

Vegeta was still stunned by the slap she had laid on him.

"Well I am going to the Lookout and see what Dende knows, your mood had better change by the time I am back." She demanded.

"You do not have to live the same life of violence and anger as your father," Piccolo offered, breaking the hours long silence.

"What do I do now?" Vestige asked still looking at the Earth below.

"That is for you to decide, I think you have seen that the Earth will accept you, but first you must conquer your rage."

"But how? It is all I have, it has driven me, it saved my life many times" Vestige argued.

"It has also weakened you and blinded you. You are much more powerful than you fought, but you are unable to tap into that power." Piccolo was right, he knew something was within him, but he knew not what it was or how to access it.

Piccolo felt Gohan, before he saw him. He looked over towards the direction he would appear from. Vestige gaze did not leave the earth.

Gohan flew over the sides of the lookout, landing as his white aura disappeared.

"Well hey guys," Gohan greeted, nervously putting his hand on the back of his head.

"Hello Mr. Gohan," Vestige greeted as he went into a deep bow.

Piccolo gave Gohan an accepting nod.

"How do you know my name?" Gohan asked, as he blushed from Vestige's bow.

"I have learned the history of this planet, my father, and your family," he shyly answered.

"Oh so Piccolo, told you a few stories did he," Gohan retorted.

They all turned at once hearing the jet that Bulma was piloting.

She landed on the Lookout, much to Piccolo's annoyance.

"Helllllo," she shouted.

"Hey Bulma," Gohan excitedly greeted.

"You must be Vestige," Bulma said offering her hand to the young Saiyan.

"Yes mam," he said as he shyly put his hands behind him and looked at the ground.

"Well there is no doubt left in my mind, you are Vegeta's kid," she said with a smile.

Vestige eyes snapped up to her at the sound of his father's name, he then quickly looked back down.

Dende and Mr. Popo slowly made their way to the group.

"Well hey Dende or should I say Great Guardian of the Earth," Bulma said with a wink.

How dare that woman go see that punk, he thought as he distractedly trained Trunks.

"Boy you had better tighten than form up before I disown you," Vegeta threatened.

"Yes, father," he squeaked out as he practiced his kicks.

Vegeta thought back to the planet Xanou, that planet had some decent fighters, so it was possible the boy had a chance of not being a complete weakling. He laughed recalling the boy's threats of killing him.

As Bulma prepared to get into her jet she turned to Vestige, "Come out for dinner tomorrow night ok?"

"Uhh" he stammered out as he nervously looked up from Gohan to Piccolo.

"He will be there," Piccolo stated.

"Great," she waved and was gone.

"Ok I had better go before mom gets mad, bye everyone," Gohan yelled before blasting off.

"They accept you for who you are Vestige," Mr. Popo stated mater of factly.

Dende and Piccolo simply nodded in agreement.

A few moments of silence followed as they each recalled what had just happened. Bulma studying Vestige and bickering him with questions. Gohan trying to be kind, enjoying the time with someone his own age.

"It is time to begin your training," Piccolo Piccolo cut in bringing everyone back to the present.

Vestige began to lower into a fighting stance when Piccolo stopped him, "You must train your mind first, as I told you I once was evil and was controlled by anger, but I learned to control it, as will you"

Dende and Mr. Pop silently made their way back to the compound, leaving the two warriors alone. Mr. Popo couldn't help but see the similarities between Piccolo and Gohan's friendship, with what Piccolo and Vestige were forming.

Vestige and Piccolo spent the rest of the night in a meditative state their minds connected, as Vestige for the first time faced his own inner demons. For the first time in his life though, he did not face a challenge alone, he faced it with an ally, a mentor.

"He is coming here? Tonight?" Vegeta demanded.

"Yes, and you will be nice, understand?" she fired back.

"I will do no such thing, he came to this planet to kill me"

"Ya and you almost killed him" Bulma yelled back.

"I will blast him if he nears the compound, how about that, Woman" Vegeta said smugly.

"Not if you want that gravity chamber to be here tomorrow" she stated, knowing his weak point.

"You wouldn't dare!" he said, unsure of her.

"Oh I would, so be civil tonight!" she ordered.

Vegeta gave a deep growl as he left the room.

Vegeta's glare never left Vestige once during dinner. Vestige tried to meet him eye for eye, but was continually interrupted by Trunks and Bulma's questions. As soon as Vegeta finished eating he left in hurry. Only then did Vestige relax and start paying attention to Bulma and Trunks.

"So what is space?" Trunks questioned.

"Well, it is very dark and quiet. It is good if you are trying to focus on something or someone" he said as his thoughts went back to Vegeta.

"Wow can I go to space with you sometime?" Trunks continued.

"Oh, uhh , I guess" the Young Saiyan said nervously.

"Ok Trunks, why don't you clear your plate and give your half-brother a break," Bulma cut in sensing the young Saiyan's discomfort.

"But, mom."

"NOW" she ordered. Trunks slid off his chair grabbed his dishes and sulked away.

"He was so excited when I told he had a half brother" Bulma offered with a smile.

Vestige nodding his head in reply, not sure what to say.

"So will you stay on Earth?" Bulma questioned, showing concern for the young saiyan.

"For now, Dende is allowing me to stay at the Lookout, and honestly I have no where else to go" he replied, looking at Bulma.

"What do you do up their all day? Doesn't Mr. Popo kinda freak you out?"Bulma asked.

" I have been training with Piccolo, I plan to continue training with him"

"Just like your father always training" Bulma said with a sad smile, realizing what the boy's life had been up till now.

Vestige remained still, looking down at his empty plate.

It remained that way for a few minutes, Bulma unsure of what to say to him.

"I should be going," Vestige said as he stood, turning for the door.

"Oh well,ok" Bulma said, rising and following him.

"Come back next week, ok?" Bulma asked as Vestige prepared to blast off.

"Sure" and he was gone.