Here is the next chapter, which could have been put up sooner, but there was a lot of computer down time, my own, and the net, but here it is.
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How to make a wish
They had to explain to Goku about Soyna first and explain to him who she was and how she got here. He looked a little confused by it all, but he eventually understood it all.
"So, can you wish my mommy back?" Legen pleaded, yet again.
"Where are the dragonballs?" Goten asked.
Goku patted his chest. "They are a part of me."
"What?!!!"
Boy, the sound in the room sure echos.
"Shelong, the dragonballs, and I are all one now," Goku said. "I'm still getting used to it."
They all blinked at him.
"But, I can still get my mommy back, right?" Legen said. "How do we get them out of you, so that we can make the wish. I would like to have her back soon."
"Someone must defeat me in order to get the dragonballs to activate," he said.
"WHAT??!!!!?!?!?"
Legen looked like he was going to cry and the rest of the room was in shock.
"Defeat you!" Trunks said in awe. "How can you expect anyone to do that?" Not in his current state! The man had become a powerhouse. How could they even expect to tire him out?
Goku smiled. "That's the whole point. No more evil wished to corrupt the dragonballs."
Legen's lip was quivering and his large eyes were full of tears. "So, I how am I going to get my mommy back!" He was all out crying and ChiChi went to scoop him up. Benot was trying hard not to cry but Bulma wrapped her arms around him and he didn't try to run away from her grip.
"Let's go," Goten said.
"Wha?" Goku said.
"I have to try to get her back," Goten said.
"Aw, gee. I just got home and I'm tired and I would like to try to remember some more before..."
Goten's fist smashed into the table causing all the dishes to shake and a cup to fall to the floor and shatter. "NO! Now! We have to get her back."
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Goku looked down at the man that claimed to be his son Goten. He still didn't remember him and it bothered him. He should remember his own son, shouldn't he? He was a strong fighter, not strong enough, but definatly had the blood of a Saiyian in him.
There was so much to think about and his head hurt because of it.
This Soyna person that they all say was gone. He wished that he could just pull out the dragonballs and make the wish that they all wanted. But he knew that it couldn't be that easy. That was not allowed. They had to be careful with the use of the dragonballs.
He looked over to his wife.
She was why he came home. He remembered her. He remembered how badly he had treated her when he was on that other planet and saw how the husbands would help out the wives. He had tried to remember if he had ever done that. He had helped a bit with Gohan, but he did not remember with Goten.
He looked as Goten was struggling to his feet. He was panting heavily and his black hair was shifting back and forth to gold. He wasn't going to be able to hold that form for much longer at the rate his energy was fading.
He sent a weak ki blast at him and sent him reeling into a near by tree. He didn't want him to take another punch from him. He had a hard time controlling his strength. At least with the ki, he could control it.
The match was over that quickly.
He looked over at the two boys that were Soyna's children.
The one with the purple hair was scowling over at Goten. "Wimp." Was all he said. The blond haired boy, Legen he believed was his name, looked as if he was going to cry. "Get up Goten."
Goten lay in a heap at the bottom of the tree, blinking his eyes. He was not able to move.
He felt kind of bad that they would not be able to get their wish.
...............
Junior looked down at his grandfather. He could feel it. He didn't need to be told that he was dying.
He never really got along with him. He wasn't a fighter. Never was. Soyna didn't let him train when he was little. She always said that he was to small, that was until he hit a growth spurt at the age of 14. Then he was no longer interested in that. And she was no longer interested in teaching him. Vegeta was a fighter and he was a thinker, like Bulma.
He had heard about the arrival of Goku but also heard with dismay what his arrival brought. Hope and despair all in one.
How could they defeat the unbeatable?
He sighed and tentatively touched the cold hand of his grandfather. "You'll be able to see Soyna soon. You can give her hell for doing such a stupid thing. Krad wasn't that strong. We could have stopped him without her sacrificing her self to destroy him." He sighed deeply. "Make sure you hit her a good one up side her head."
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Gohan lifted his brother up.
"Don't you have any sensu beans?" Goku asked. "That will heal him up real quick."
"That would be a last resort," Pan said. "The beans react with the poison in those black wounds of theirs. It could kill him. Only if Raymond says that it is okay can we give him one. Plus, I think he has been humiliated enough for one day."
"Poison?" They had mentioned that. He didn't really understand what it was and what it did to them. For the first time he noticed the black mark around Goten's throat. He blinked at it.
He looked over to Trunks. He was poisoned too.
He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.
So much pain since he had left. Didn't he leave so that this stuff wouldn't happen anymore? That was the reason he left.
"Goten," he whispered and walked over to his long haired son. Yes, he was starting to remember now. He had left once so that his son, Goten, wouldn't have to fight. It didn't work out then, why did he think it would work out the second time or the third?
Before he could say anything he noticed that Bulma was standing to leave. "I have to get home back to Vegeta." She said. "Are you staying here Trunks?"
Vegeta.
His only Saiyian friend/foe. He remembered enjoying there strained relationship. Someone who understood him. Well, understood parts of him, that no one else understood.
Didn't they say something about Vegeta?
"I'll stay if that is okay with Gohan?" Trunks said. "Pan can drive me home later."
Vegeta.
They said that he was poisoned, didn't they?
"Come on boys. Let's go," Bulma ordered the two boys to the air car.
Vegeta was dying. He reached out to feel the life force and usual strength of the stubborn Prince but he didn't feel the strength. He felt weakness and a life force that was almost gone.
"How is Vegeta doing?" he blurted to Bulma. Yes, Bulma, one of his oldest friends in the world.
She sighed, "He will wake up any time now." Her smile was forced and there was tears starting to glisten in her eyes. She shook her head and jumped in the car. "Got to go." She tried to give a cheerful wave and was gone, with those two strange boys in tow.
Everything sure has gone to hell in his absence.
Why was it good to leave again?
Oh yeah, everyone was supposed to be safer.
...............
ChiChi was so glad to have her husband back. He was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow and a look of worry was all over his face.
She traced the strange marking of Shelong that marked his body now. The green dragon seemed to glow on his skin.
But she had her husband back.
She had always been envious of Bulma, because she got to keep her husband, while hers had to go and sacrifice himself and leave her all alone.
It seemed that the two Saiyians were never around each other for very long. If Vegeta was dead, then Goku was alive. If Goku was dead then Vegeta was alive. Wasn't it?
Goku murmured something in his sleep that she didn't catch. It didn't matter.
Now, Bulma was going to loose Vegeta.
She had Goku back. The Dragonballs and the dragon had changed him, but she still had her husband back, more or less.
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Fry woke to a terrible dream.
He bit his pillow so that a scream wouldn't come out. He didn't want to wake his mother. She woke up with the slightest sound, it seemed.
He closed his eyes and tried to push the awful images out of his head, but it just wasn't happening.
They all involved about how scared he was of his newly introduced grandfather. He had seen pictures and heard stories about Goku, but he was not like those. He was different.
He saw how easily he tossed Goten around and Goten was no slouch of a fighter, no matter how often Benot called him a wimp.
He could do that to anyone and he had such power at his fingertips.
He had the power to make wishes come true. Good or bad. That scared him. He didn't remember what made him want to scream. The images were fading and just leaving him with a sense of dread.
No one else was afraid of him.
Why was he?
He tried to get to sleep again, but it would not come. Every time he closed his eyes the feeling of dread would come again.
..................
Junior sighed heavily as he walked through the trees of the forest. He had flown here to be alone but he could hear people around everywhere. This used to be a quiet area of the woods.
But it was still better than home.
Everyone was more so filled with despair than they were before Goku's arrival home.
The Dragonballs were in their grasp. They were right there! And they couldn't get at them.
"Sis, why did you leave me all alone," he muttered. He wished that he could talk to her and make her realize what a stupid thing she had done. Of course, if he could talk to her, he probably would just babble on about how much he missed her.
He walked past a family on a picnic.
Was his family ever like that? Happy? Whole?
It seemed so long ago.
It seemed like another life time.
He wanted that back, but how were they going to make that wish come true without getting at the dragonballs?
...............
Trunks looked in the room where is father was. He was on a respirator now. He had stopped breathing through the night.
Mom was talking with Raymond.
Dad wasn't going to last much longer.
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Fry frowned as he sat down for lunch at school. Why the hell did they force him to go? He already got in trouble three times. He wasn't paying attention. He was tired and he kept thinking of his newly returned grandfather.
Legen and Benot joined him.
"Has the wimp figured out a way to beat your grandfather yet," Benot said as he sat down. No hello or anything of that sort. Boy, he could be rude at times.
"No," he said simply and stared at his food. He wasn't that hungry.
Legen just sighed and started to eat his lunch.
They were silent for a long time.
"I really was hoping for mom to come back." Legen said. "Why does everything in our families have to revolve around fighting?"
"It's the blood," Benot said. "They can't help themselves."
Legen glared at his brother. "You are not much help! You are just like all the others. You like to fight as much as they do!"
"Yeah! SO!" he snapped back. "So what if I am more like mom that you are!"
"Take that back!" Legen snapped. His eyes were full of tears that were threatening to fall. "Mom wanted neither of us to fight and you go and start training now! She would not be happy about it!"
"Well, someone has got to protect the family!"
"Oh! OH! And you are the one to do it!"
"Uncle can't! Grandpa can't! Papa Vegeta is dying! Someone has to step up to the plate!"
"And that is you! You are more of a wimp that Goten!"
"Take that back!"
"Make me!"
Fry grabbed an arm of each of his friends. He was very aware that the whole lunch room had stopped eating and they were staring at them. "Come on you two. Calm down. Yelling at each other and fighting among each other would not solve the problems!"
"It would sure make me feel better!" Benot snapped.
"It won't bring mom back," Legen whispered and pulled his arm away from Fry.
"Well, How can I just sit here and let that wimp Goten try to get mom back when all he did was get thrown around like a rag doll!" Benot growled and pulled his arm away from Fry.
Legen shrugged.
Benot sighed and sat down and began to stuff his face with a cookie.
Fry sighed. There had to be a way to beat Grandpa so that everything would be back to normal again.
He was so tired of all the arguments.
This morning was no exception.
Dad and Uncle Goten started off with their usual growling and arguing. Goten looked like crap! He was constantly holding his side. Dad just wanted him to get Raymond to look at his ribs but Goten refused.
The tension between them, seemed worse that it had been before!
Then Grandpa came down without a shirt on and they saw the shimmering dragon tattoo that covered his chest, back and arms.
He assumed that it was Shelong.
He tried to diffuse the situation between the two brothers but it only got worse and then ChiChi was forcing Goten to go to school despite the fact that he nearly doubled over when she poked him n the chest.
His whole house was mess.
Everything was not the way it was supposed to be.
Now that they didn't seem to have an enemy to 'look forward' to fighting with, they had all turned on each other.
He sighed heavily.
There had to be a way to beat grandpa.
Had to be.
.....................
Junior wasn't in class.
That was fine by Goten. That was just fine. They probably would have just got into another fight.
Goten sighed. He still kept looking over at his empty desk though.
Damn it!
He was his best friend despite the last little bunch of arguments. They all felt guilty about Soyna. They all did. He knew that Junior was hiding a lot of his pain, just as he was hiding a bunch of his.
Damn him!
How the hell was he going to defeat his father?
How was he going to get Soyna back?
If he could get her back, would she allow things to continue on as they had been?
Damn.
He should have skipped school.
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Benot frowned as the teacher was talking about something that he didn't understand or that he really didn't want to.
The teacher had separated them all because they would keep throwing angry whispers at each other.
Benot didn't mean to be angry with them, but it was easier to take the anger out on them than try to be angry with who he really was.
Fry looked dreamy as he tapped his pencil absently on his desk. He wasn't paying attention either. He was staring at the board but his eyes were not focused at all.
He looked over at his annoying brother who seemed to be engrossed in what the teacher was saying. That was how he dealt with things though. He would allow himself to be distracted by something else.
Suddenly Fry dropped his pencil and his eyes grew wide.
He didn't even grab his books as he ran out of the room, ignoring the calls from the teacher.
Where the hell was he going?
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I know. Another cliffhanger...
Why did little Fry run out of the classroom like that?
Will those pesky Dragonballs finally get used to bring Soyna back?
Will everyone stop fighting with each other?
What will happen to Vegeta?
Oh...! The questions! The questions!
Well, you will just have to wait for the next chapter, now won't you.
Stay tunned!!!
Soyna.