Chapter 4: A Happy Family

"Just hang on a second!"

Trunks twitched in his panicked frenzy, dodge various furniture hurtling towards him from the other side of the room. Wooden tables exploded on the wall behind him, Trunks panting slightly before ducking back behind the archway leading into the bedroom. He rubbed the side of his head, covering the small bruise caused by the glass table that had shattered on his temple a few minutes ago.

"Look I know he's hard to get along with at times! But really, he's not so bad!"

The woman's rage nearly shook the house, Trunks cringing at her words.

"Not so bad?! He tried to kill me while mocking my dead parents!"

Trunks yelped, ducking down at the shattered concrete wall exploding outward above his head. He panted, quickly whirling around at the angry Saiyan charging towards him. Kassava wasted no time launching fist after fist, lunging forward as Trunks parried each blow to his sides.

"It was only to help you transform! Seriously, he didn't mean any of it!"

Kassava scoffed.

"A likely story!"

Trunks eyes immediately narrowed, suddenly reaching up and catching her right fist in the palm of his hand. Kassava grunted, locking her second fist into his other hand, shifting in the tight gripped locking her in place.

"Let go of me!"

Trunks kept his stern stare.

"As much fun as humoring you was, you really do need to calm down. We're not here to hurt you...we're just trying to help. But you're going to have to let go of your pride if you want to learn anything valuable."

Kassava snarled.

"You're just a bunch of assholes pretending to be heroes. What do you have to possibly teach me?"

Trunks smirked.

"Remember that golden hair and massive power up you used against Vegetto yesterday during your fight? The one that you didn't even realize you could do until someone pushed you for once in your life?"

She snarled again, only to stumble backwards from a hard elbow to her sternum. Kassava clenched her fists, watching Trunks lower his arms to his sides.

"I suggest you calm down if you want to know more about that form."

Kassava angrily trembled, nearly screaming as she threw her arms down in frustration.

"Why won't you two just leave me alone?! I didn't even want to fight in that stupid tournament, why don't you just recruit my brother instead?!"

Trunks let out a small sigh.

"You're the strongest one of the lot, and he wasn't ready for our duties. But at least he has you, to fulfill his dreams."

Kassava remained silent, watching Trunks turn away towards the door across the room.

"If you don't want to join us, that's fine. You know where the archway back to Toki Toki is, and we won't stop you if you want to leave. But I know how you are, so if you want to learn more about that power and can learn to put aside your pride, then Vegetto will be waiting for you in the courtyard. I, on the other hand, will be scouting through the Scroll to see if I can give you a task that you can practice with."

Kassava's eyes followed Trunks as he walked, still holding a sharp glare.

"You don't know anything about me, kid."

Trunks chuckled slightly in response, still walking.

"Yeah, I do. You remind me of my father, he acted the same way when he found out he wasn't the strongest in the universe anymore. He nearly quit fighting altogether because of it, but in the end, he couldn't let an opportunity to become stronger slip through his fingers."

Kassava lowered her arms, blinking as Trunks exited the building.

"I'm willing to bet you won't let it happen either."

Vegetto's thunderous roar echoed throughout the grass blasting back from the force of the wind. Whis own deadpanned expression counteracted the appearance of his clothes violently ruffling from the force as he watched on, his skin illuminated by the bright glow before him. His lips lifted slightly into a half smile, staring into the bright blue eyes of the Potara fusion.

Vegetto let out a deep sigh, the cracks along the ground retreating towards his feet in his exhale. Sparks of lightning erupted out from the fiery aura encasing his body, his now blue hair swaying with the particles of light rising into the sky.

"Well done. Your power has increased beyond anything Goku and Vegeta could produce, along with even Beerus himself. It's only fitting that the guardian of time itself has the power to stop the force of destruction."

Vegetto kept his eyes narrowed, lowering his clenched fists down to his sides.

"Do you think it'll be enough to defeat Frieza?"

Whis kept his emotionless expression.

"By himself, Frieza is only able to push you now that he has learned to master his new transformation. He is close, but you definitely have the edge over him in power."

Vegetto frowned.

"But that energy coming from the Scroll changes things, doesn't it?"

Whis nodded.

"Indeed, its properties are very similar to the dark magic used by the wizard Babidi. Alchemic in nature, it would appear that your culprit is using a stronger form of indirect mind control to siphon Frieza's energy."

Vegetto raised an eyebrow.

"Could you locate this magician?"

Whis shook his head.

"No, unfortunately. They aren't able to siphon a significant amount of energy from Frieza, since no one in the universe is capable of opposing him with Goku and Vegeta out of the picture. They won't show themselves until Frieza has to use his Golden form, so you will have to face Frieza if you want to draw them out."

Vegetto let out a small sigh, glancing down.

"I don't know if I'm ready to face him. You saw what happened last time."

Whis lifted his lips into a small smile.

"Well then, you'd better start training. The others are still suspended in time, and there isn't a being in the universe capable of pushing Frieza to use his new form. You've got all the time in the world, quite literally."

Vegetto's blue eyes turned towards his left, the sound of the grass ruffling catching his attention while Whis spoke with a more optimistic tone.

"And what timing, the lovely lady of the hour seeks to learn from her new mentor!"

Kassava's wide eyes from staring at Vegetto in his transformed state turned into a glare at Whis' words.

"Will you stop patronizing me?"

Whis shrugged his shoulders lightly.

"Is it not true? I'm sure the only thing more impressive than your beauty is your cooking skill!"

He turned towards Vegetto as Kassava fumed with an angry grunt, meeting the fusion's narrowed eyes.

"After all, the ones that created you both picked fantastic cooking specimens for wives to say the least! I'm sure you'll make the right choice as well, and I'll be happy to sample her concoctions when she comes around."

Vegetto's eyebrow twitched in frustration.

"Does this 'right choice' also involve breaking your arms?"

Whis' smile grew.

"I'm sure it involves trying, but you'll have to train a little harder if you want to accomplish that goal."

Vegetto grunted, turning his gaze away and remaining silent as Whis moved towards his right.

"Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds to your training while I take this opportunity of visiting the shops of Toki Toki. Good luck with the timestream Vegetto, Goku and the others are counting on you!"

The Potara fusion followed Whis with his eyes as he walked across the grassy knoll, disappearing from sight soon after he stepped through the archway leading to the city of Toki Toki.

Vegetto crossed his arms, the fiery aura disappearing into thin air as he reverted back into his normal form. He turned towards Kassava, who stared on with wide eyes.

"What was that?"

The Potara fusion smirked.

"It's a long story, one that I don't have the patience to repeat right now. But let's just say the Supreme Kai of Time helped me achieve a level of power called Super Saiyan God and I learned how to tap into on my own."

Kassava raised an eyebrow.

"There's a Super Saiyan God?"

Vegetto nodded, crossing his arms.

"Yes, but only three of us have ever gained access to the form. You should focus on the first transformation, since you haven't learned to master that one yet."

Kassava scoffed.

"What makes you think I haven't?"

Vegetto broke out into a smirk.

"Have you?"

Kassava kept a strong stare, before frowning and glancing towards the ground.

"No..."

"Good."

She blinked, turning her head up towards Vegetto.

"You just showed a little control over your pride there. The first step in realizing your true potential is that there is always a higher level to rise to."

Kassava lifted her chin, remaining silent while Vegetto crossed his arms.

"Everyone meets their better soon or later. If you don't get caught up in the pain that brings to your pride, you'll learn to realize that just because they are your better, doesn't mean they will permanently be."

The woman nodded her head, watching Vegetto drop his arms.

"Take pride in your ability to create new limits, not in your superior comparison towards others. This next part is going to rely heavily on you doing so."

Kassava raised her right eyebrow.

"What are we doing?"

Vegetto moved to his left, standing a few feet away from Kassava's right side while she followed his movement with her head.

"You'll see here in a second. First, I want you to transform into a Super Saiyan."

Kassava fidgeted in place for a moment, turning her head down.

"I...I don't know if I can."

Vegetto kept his pacing, crossing his arms behind his back as he walked behind hers.

"Sure you can. You just need to have confidence in yourself."

Kassava kept her gaze down, letting out a small roar. A bright golden flash shot upwards, her hair slowly rising upwards. Sparks of lightning erupted up from around her legs across her body, but the aura rapidly dissipated away as her short black hair dropped down towards her shoulders. She cringed heavily, shaking her head once with tightly shut eyes.

"No...I can't do it."

Vegetto kept a smirk, raising an eyebrow as he moved in front of her.

"Do you know why you can't?"

Kassava kept her head bowed.

"I'm not strong enough."

Vegetto chuckled in response, prompting Kassava to lift her head a bit.

"Wrong, you almost ascended there by flaring only a small percentage of you power. If you had used everything you had, you could've transformed without a second thought."

Kassava blinked, her eyes wide.

"What?"

Vegetto kept his smirk, pointing at her chest.

"It's your motivation that was the problem. My first lesson I taught you has already taken effect, and it's amazing that you were able to dismiss your pride so quickly. But in succeeding there, you just did away with the values and beliefs that had driven you your entire life. That's why you felt weak, because you weren't used to the feeling of finding a new motivation to fight."

Kassava kept a frown, glancing back down.

"So what do I do then?"

Vegetto gestured with another pointing finger to her chest.

"Believe in yourself. The power is unchanged, you just need to accept a new drive. Let the excitement of discovering your potential be your 'why', think of how strong you can become rather than how far apart you are to me in power."

Kassava kept her frown, but raised her fists slightly.

"I'll...try."

Vegetto bowed his head slightly, moving towards her right and coming to a halt behind her.

"You can do it, Kassava. You have the strength, just bring it out."

The woman kept her eyes forward, sharpening into a glare. A slow roar began to ring out in the courtyard, the ground cracking a bit at the Saiyan woman's feet. Her eyes widened in her sharpened stare, the short black hair rising upwards once again at the waves of heat blasting upwards around her body.

Vegetto blinked, watching the golden aura shoot up once again around Kassava, flaring outwards. Her turquoise pupils locked onto the ground with a content smile, her spikey golden hair bouncing around slightly from the force of the wind.

"Alright!"

The Potara fusion continued to blink hard, stepping back slightly at the spark that licked at his right arm. Lightning continued to pulse around her aura, Vegetto glancing down to his arm at the black mark caused by the burn.

"Impossible..."

Kassava turned around as Vegetto spoke, her expression blink.

"What? What happened?"

Vegetto kept his gaze down at the burn mark for a moment, his eyes soon traveling at the movement of lightning sparking around Kassava's aura.

"How can you generate enough power to cause lightning as a Super Saiyan? The only person strong enough to do that was...well...me."

Kassava kept her arms at her sides, staring at the sparks beneath her head.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Vegetto's eyes narrowed, moving forward.

"Let me read your mind again."

Kassava stepped back, slapping Vegetto's arm away.

"Why?"

Vegetto kept his narrowed eyes trained on the Super Saiyan, tensing slightly.

"I need to find out who you are exactly. There's no way you can be this strong."

Kassava grunted.

"What? Can't accept that there might be someone stronger than you in this universe?"

Vegetto let out a small scoff, clenching his fists.

"That's the least of my concerns right now. What I want to know is how you're able to tap into that power so easily, and how you can draw out that much energy."

Kassava lowered her arms slightly, rising up and straightening her back with a small half smile. Her cheeks reddened a bit.

"Well...I had a good teacher..."

Vegetto blinked for a moment, slowly straightening out his back as he eyed Kassava, who glanced down and rubbed the side of her left arm.

"It's just...a little embarrassing for someone to invade my privacy like that. But if you really think it's important and can tell me more about myself...then...well I guess it's ok..."

The Potara fusion paused, stopping a foot away from the violent golden aura surging around Kassava.

"Are you sure?"

Kassava nodded her head once.

"Yeah...I was mad about it yesterday...but I'm glad you told me what you did. Hearing somebody talk about who I was like that...it made it easy for me to change, you know?"

Vegetto reached up, placing his right hand through her golden hair and lightly grasped onto the top of her temple. He shut his eyes for a minute, Kassava eyeing him cautiously before speaking up once Vegetto opened his eyes up fully.

"Well? What did you see?"

Vegetto frowned, dropping his arm back down.

"Nothing. I...I don't get it."

Kassava rubbed her chin, glancing around.

"Maybe I was born with it?"

Vegetto crossed his arms, glancing towards the Time Vault.

"I'll have Trunks look through the Scroll to see if maybe there's something interesting that happened when you were born. Let's work on something else for now."

Kassava locked eyes with the fusion, her arms relaxed at her sides.

"Like what?"

Vegetto kept his attention on the Time Vault, his eyes narrowing a bit.

"Well, I had planned to train you on self control and learning to master that new drive for the next couple of hours, but you mastered it faster than I anticipated. Let's go see Trunks...maybe he'll have something for you to do."

The fusion then turned his attention back to Kassava, smirking slightly.

"Along with a little surprise we've been working on while you were recovering from our fight. We got you a new outfit, as a welcome present to our little family."

Kassava grinned.

"Really?!"

Vegetto nodded, walking towards the steps.

"C'mon, you can wear it on your first mission."

Kassava clenched her right hand into a fist, pumping down in her excitement as she dashed after Vegetto, the two soon entering the Time Vault.