NOTE: Here's the second epilogue! After seeing the Dragon Ball GT trailer for Sparking Zero I'm definitely leaning to starting that one first over Super. It also helps that GT has a conclusion while Super is still on-going. I still need to plan out some of the DBS arcs a bit more before I can start posting it. I basically have all of GT figured out.

Also, the whole roster for that game got leaked last night. Search it at your own risk if you still want to be surprised before the game drops. This game is gonna be generational.

I feel like I should put a warning here for this chapter: There is mention of suicide and abortion! Just so you guys know ahead of time!

Enjoy and Review!

Bonus Epilogue 2: Motherhood

If there was one thing Makima always felt confident about other than her abilities and position, it would be her body. Though she wasn't human, her Devil essence crafted a human-like body for her soul to inhabit. It was a similar case for her sisters, who were given human-like bodies to further blend in with human society if the need arises. For normal Devils, they could simply steal a corpse and 'bring it back' from the dead.

The Four Horsemen were far more sophisticated. And yes, that includes War too.

However, their bodies did come with the same features of regular human women. And much to Makima's chargin she did have to put up with the menstrual cycle much like all other women on the planet. Could she control her body to not leak out blood once a month? Possibly but it was better to let it happen to keep track of any potential irregularities with her body. Last thing she needed was to risk the chance of her getting pregnant if she ever decided to have sexual intercourse with a man.

Which would never happen to someone like her. Nobody was more careful than the Control Devil.

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A plus sign…

That was the fourth plus sign out of the four tests she had bought an hour ago.

Makima crushed the pregnancy test and dropped the pieces into the trash bin next to the toilet to join its fellow broken tests. She tried to not let her anger get the better of her, but it was incredibly difficult in this situation. The impossible actually managed to happen, a situation that made her want to laugh hysterically at the universe.

The Control Devil is pregnant with a child. The literal Devil's Spawn was currently growing inside of her body.

"I should kill it." Makima said to herself. It was a pretty quick and easy conclusion to reach since she didn't want children. The very first thing she decided upon herself after marrying Goku was that she would avoid having children at all costs. There was no need for a child in the happy little bubble she had built with her darling for the past one and a half years. Children were easy to control but they were loud, needy, messy, annoying, and troublesome. A pet? She could handle it. Pets aren't people, they're created for the sole purpose of obeying orders.

The life she lives with her darling wasn't safe for a child, either. Goku loves to fight and to throw himself at challenges. Other than her, his life was already as full as it could be. He didn't need any other distractions getting in his way.

She works in a career where dying is a possibility on a daily basis. Not that she was ever in any danger of dying due to her Contracts and status. Only certain creatures that existed could actually run the potential of killing her. But it was dangerous for a child to have a mother who clearly didn't care about her own well-being.

Standing up from the toilet, Makima turned to face the mirror above their sink. There wouldn't be any need to go to a clinic to have this taken care of. All she would need to do is tear the embryo from her body, clean up the mess, and carry on as if nothing happened. Makima pointed her finger at her bare abdomen.

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Why was she hesitating?

The Control Devil stared at her reflection, specifically at her stomach. It would be easy, she knew that. To just destroy the child before it could grow inside of her any further. There was no need to keep something so troublesome. She wouldn't have to deal with nine months of body changes, food cravings, emotional wavering, or sickness of any kind. Her world would continue to stay between herself and her darling. Their life on Mt. Paozu would remain just as it had been up to this point.

But what if…?

Now that the reality of motherhood was actually presented to her, an actual tangible future…could it be worth it? Could she be a mother? Could her darling be a father? It would be hard, no, it would be insanely difficult.

Their child wouldn't be normal. They'd be a hybrid, a true hybrid. A cross between a Devil and a human, born from sexual intercourse. There was no telling how or what this child would end up becoming. They could end up being like their father, a ray of light that illuminates this world alongside him or they could become like her, a monster that could become too powerful for her to control.

"A coin flip." Makima envisions inside her mind. On one hand, this child could become a bright light. On the other hand, this child could become a dark shadow that destroys the world. "Maybe that's what parenthood is…a coin flip. Never certain of how your child would turn out but you try anyway."

Makima stared back at her reflection, softly touching her flat stomach. She needed to make a decision, but she didn't trust herself to make it alone. As much as it worried her, there was no choice but to inform her darling of the issue.

She'll do it tomorrow.

Makima gracefully ate her breakfast, sitting across from her husband at the table. As usual, he was scarfing down the mountain of food she had prepared for him. Goku rubbed his belly with a satisfied burp as he finished eating. "Whoo! Thanks, Makima! A hearty breakfast always motivates me to train hard!"

She smiles slightly. "It makes me happy to hear that, darling."

"Do you have to go in for work today?" Goku asked as he started stacking his dirty plates and bowls.

"No. Not today. I took the day off." Makima answers.

"Really? Is something wrong? You never take the day off?" Goku asked, concerned. His wife was a…workaholic (Is that the word?), so she never took the day off unless there was something troubling her. And even then, she would still take the time to fill out a bunch of paperwork.

Makima stared at him, admiring his facial features like always. The butterflies in her stomach were a mix of morning sickness and the love she held for him. The world-shaking news she discovered yesterday hung over her head like a flag. She doesn't know why she was expecting the worst, because her darling would never hurt her. Maybe she watches too many of those soap operas on Sunday and needs to start cutting back on them. "Darling?"

"Yeah?"

She took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. "I'm pregnant."

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"Huh?"

"I'm pregnant."

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"You're a pageant?"

"Huh?"

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"Darling?"

"Yeah?"

"You don't know what pregnancy is, do you?"

"Not at all."

Whatever nervousness she had before vanished within seconds. Years ago, she would've smashed her head against a wall, but Makima likes to think she's matured a lot since those days. It made sense that he wouldn't know what pregnancy is, which means she needs to explain it to him. She would need to explain it in simple terms. "We had sex, you came inside of me, your seed touched one of my eggs, and now I have a child growing inside of me."

"Oohhhhh!" Goku understood only the first and last parts, but it made sense. "A baby! Cool!"

"...You're not worried?" Makima asked.

"Why would I be? Isn't a baby like a friend you haven't met yet? I think having someone else around will be fun!" Goku smiled.

"Well, there's more to it than that…" Makima understood that she'd need to explain a few more things about parenthood to him. "...But it pleases me to hear that. I have considered the alternative."

"Alternative?"

"Killing the baby."

Goku flinched back at her. "K-kill the baby?! Why would you do that?!"

Makima stared at him as if there wasn't anything wrong with what she said. "I'm not fit to be a Mother. Darling, there's a lot of things that I've done throughout my lifetimes that even you would hate me for." She smiled softly. "I have no right to raise a child."

Goku frowned, then crossed his arms. "No, I think you're wrong."

"...And why do you say that?"

"Because you've changed. Sure, you've done some terrible stuff. You weren't that good of a person when we first met, either. But you're no longer that person you used to be." He closed the distance between them. Goku gave her his bright smile, the one that always blew away the clouds in her head. "If you weren't different from back then, then I don't think we would've gotten married."

"I'm no longer the same…? I'm still the Control Devil."

"And you're Son Makima too. I think that matters just as much as the Control Devil." Goku said. He felt out her energy, noticing the small bright spark shifting around in her center. He softly placed his hand against her stomach, surprising his wife. "We made this child together, right? Then we can totally give it a shot! It'll be fun!"

"The child we made together… That's right. This child, our child, was created by our love." Makima placed her hands on top of his, smiling warmly at the touch. "Okay, darling. Let's give this a try."

"Alright!" Goku jumped up, looking pretty excited. "This is gonna be awesome! So, how long do we have to wait for the baby?"

"Nine months."

"EEEEHHHHH?! NINE MONTHS?! BUT THAT'S SO LONG!"

"Hehehe…!" Makima giggled. "Certainly, but we'll get through it together." She reached forward and his hands intertwined with hers.

"Yup! Together!" Goku happily declared.

Goku was wondering if this pregnancy thing was still as exciting as it seemed at the start. As the months flew by, he had been subjected to what he would describe as the 'Mult-Maki Attack'. She had done her best to explain the behavioral changes she would undergo during the pregnancy, but he didn't think much of it at the time. But when the mood swings and cravings actually started to kick in, reality settled in for him quickly.

If he said the wrong thing then Makima would sulk on the couch with a bucket of ice cream in silence. He'd just stand there awkwardly as she watched her soap operas with a clear frown settled on her face. There were times where he'd forget to put his clothes in the hamper which would set her anger off. She'd glare at him in such a way that it actually made him shiver slightly in fear. Other times she would be the happiest person on the planet, even more than he would normally be. Some days, Makima would just go radio silent, not a sound would leave her mouth. It worried him whenever she was in those kinds of moods. The other mood was saved just for the bedroom, and it would leave him pretty drained the next day.

The worst of the bunch had to be the cravings. Makima always cooked a lot of food specifically just for him while she ate a normal sized meal for a person. However, a pregnant Makima would eat just as much if not more than he did! Her plates would almost reach the ceiling of their house from how high they were stacked! Even worse would be when she'd steal from his plates and use her pregnancy as an excuse to do so! He tried stealing from her plates as payback once but that made her cry. So, he never did it again.

As the snow continued to slowly melt, the forests of Mt. Paozu was ready to welcome spring once again. Goku never minded the cold too much, since he figured it made for good training at times. But he was happy to get back out in the warm weather once spring fully settled in. He looked away from the window to see his very pregnant wife packing some suitcases. She was dressed in a pretty black maternity dress that allowed room for her swollen stomach. "Hey, Makima? What are you packing for?"

"The hospital." Makima answered.

"Is something wrong?" Goku asked. He didn't like hospitals, they always smelled like danger to him. There was no way in hell he wanted to be near needles and hospitals were filled to the brim with them. Which is why whenever Makima went to her doctor visits she went alone, because the Control Devil didn't want him causing issues over needles.

"Nope. In fact, it's good news, darling." Makima finished packing her things, then turned to her husband with a smile. "The baby is coming!"

"Really?! That's great!" Goku jumped up from the bed. He carefully hugged his wife, who happily returned the gesture. He broke the hug, looking around excitedly. "Where's the baby?! When are we gonna meet them?!"

Makima smiled.

He blinked at her. He recognized that smile, it was the dangerous one. That smile makes him nervous every time. "Uh… Makima?"

"Just be sure to hold my hand, darling."

"What for?"

"OOOOOWWWWWW! GYAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Goku wailed loudly, drawing attention towards the hospital room. His screams were stupidly loud, far louder than any sound instrument could ever hope to reach.

"Sir, will you shut up?! You're not even the one giving birth!" A nurse yelled at Goku.

Currently, Makima was in the process of labor, and was giving Goku's hand the worst death grip anyone has ever seen. It was a freaky sight, considering that the mother-to-be hadn't screamed once since the process started. Sure, there were a few grunts here and there as she pushed, but she was overall calm. It was the husband screaming like he was the one giving birth.

"H-he'll…be…fine!" Makima grunts. This was far more effort than she's ever had to give in her entire lifetimes. And she's fought the fucking Chainsaw Devil, a tough bastard if there ever was, before! Childbirth made that fight seem like child's play!

"It hurts, Makima!" Goku clutches his wife's arm. "Why didn't you tell me childbirth was gonna to be this painful?!"

"YOU'RE NOT THE ONE GIVING BIRTH!" The nurses and doctor screamed at him.

Makima shifted her eyes to her husband. "Darling?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up…"

Goku blinked at her. "O-oh…" He looked down at his unnaturally purple-colored hand. "C-can you let go of my hand?"

"No."

"O-oh, okaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYY! GAAAAAAH!" Goku went right back to screaming when she increased her grip. "OWWW! THIS IS WORSE THAN HAVING A HOLE IN MY CHEST!"

"HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE FEELS LIKE?!" The nurses yelled once more.

The doctor was trying to keep her attention on Makima's…area. Her eyes widened upon seeing something poking through. "I-I see it! A head! A head is poking through!"

"Really?! Goku momentarily forgot about his pain. "I wanna see!" He somehow managed to slip his hand out of Makima's so that he could look at the process of childbirth. "Man! I can't wait to see our kid-WHAT IS THAT?!"

"Darling…"

"IT LOOKS LIKE A WEIRD FRUIT!"

"Darling…!"

"IT LOOKS LIKE THE TOP OF OOLONG'S HEAD!"

Suddenly, a chain wrapped around his hand, yanking him back towards his wife. Makima's hands locked his hands in an even stronger vice grip. Her husband screamed bloody murder until a chain wrapped around his mouth. Her eyes were burning with anger, which was good enough to shut him up. "You're not helping!"

Goku nodded his head.

While the nurses were terrified of Makima's abilities, the doctor was more focused on the baby. "I see more of the body coming through! Keep pushing, Mrs. Makima! We're almost through!"

Makima understood and gave one last push with everything she had.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

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A single high-pitched wail silenced everything in the room. Goku felt the binds holding him lessened greatly as his wife's focus was completely stolen by the squealing of a newborn. He couldn't blame her at all, since he was also mind blown by the noise.

The doctor and nurses had scooped the infant up and placed them down on a table away from them. Makima saw something brown waving wildly through the bodies of the medical team. "W-well, that's strange…"

"Strange…? What's…strange?" Makima asked, tiriedly.

The doctor looked back with an embarrassed smile. "S-sorry! I didn't mean for you to hear that." She quickly finished cleaning the baby up before wrapping them up in a small bundle of warm blankets. She turned back to the newly parents with a cheerful smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Son! I am pleased to announce that you are now the parents of a beautiful baby boy!"

As the newborn was placed in her arms, Makima felt her breath hitch, something that only her darling has ever managed to do. The baby was small and she could feel his softness through the blankets that kept him safe. Small little breaths slowly escaped his lips as his lungs continued to get used to the air of his new environment. He carefully opened his eyes to meet the eyes of his mother, the woman who had carried him for nine months straight.

Makima fell in love. So much love was bursting through her chest as she took in her baby's every little detail. Not once, not ever, would she forget this little gift. Makima was scolding herself for even thinking of killing this child. He had a light, much like his father, but it was small, a mimic of his fresh start in this world.

She will protect him, treasure him, and love him forever. It made her laugh to think that the Devil's Spawn would be such a bright ray of sunshine in this cruel dark world.

Suddenly, a bigger hand reached forward, lightly poking the baby's face. "Woah. He's so small and squishy."

Makima giggled. "Yes, darling, all babies are like that when they're born."

"Cool…" That was all Goku could say as he took in his son's details. An emotion he was unfamiliar with was swirling within him. He could feel something powerful coming from this kid but it made him proud to know that his son would be strong. He wanted his son to be strong, but Goku would make sure that his son would always be happy too.

Makima furrowed her brows when she felt something shuffling beneath the blankets around her son. She carefully moved them a bit to allow the brown wiggly appendage to free itself. "A tail…?" Makima gasped.

"Y-yes…! That's what caught me off guard before. I don't think I've seen a birth defect to that extent before." The doctor said.

Goku shook his head. "Nah, I had one when I was a kid. Guess it makes sense he'd have one too."

"I… I see." The doctor muttered. "Well, have you two thought of any names?"

"Yes, we already picked out the perfect name for him, haven't we, darling?" Makima turned to her husband.

"Hm? Oh yeah. Definitely."

They both looked proudly at the baby boy in her arms. "His name is Son Gohan."

"AND WILL SON GOHAN COME UP TO THE STAGE TO RECEIVE HIS AWARD FOR HAVING THE HIGHEST KNOWN GPA EVER SEEN IN THE LAST TEN YEARS?!" The principal announced. Applause echoed around the gymnasium as families, faculty, and fellow graduates cheered for the eldest of the Son Family.

Makima smiled proudly as she watched her son take the stage to receive his award. Though he had started his high school career later than most of his year, the hybrid still used his superior intellect to prove himself better than his peers. He had her intellect, so such an outcome was inevitable. Still there had always been the possibility he'd have inherited more of his father's less than stellar mannerisms.

"Papa! Goten! Pay attention!" Nayuta scolded her father and brother quietly. The former chuckled while the latter groaned at her. Nayuta then turned her eyes to her aunt Fami, who was chowing down on a pretzel stick. "Aunt Fami! Now isn't the time to eat!"

"It's always time to eat, my dear niece." Fami shrugged.

"Not when Gohan's about to give his speech! Pay attention!" Nayuta exclaimed.

Her daughter had to be the only person taking this so seriously. "No. Nevermind." Makima looked over at the other graduates. She could see Asa scolding Denji in a similar manner to her daughter, trying to keep him from falling asleep. Makima noticed that Aki had noticed the same thing and was doing his best to look like he didn't know the teenager, while Power just laughed loudly. Videl was ignoring them in favor of supporting her boyfriend as he nervously took the stage, their other friends were doing the same.

Hercule couldn't make it since he had to babysit Buu, but Kobeni and her brother were able to be here for Videl. The ex-hunter had been recording the ceremony the entire time to show to her adoptive father later on.

Piccolo was watching from one of the windows, because he didn't want to deal with crowds of humans. Yoru was floating above the crowd, invisible to the humans all around but had her eyes completely on Gohan the entire time.

Gohan took the mic from the principal and held the award close to his chest. He quickly straightened out his graduation cap before opening his mouth. "H-hey, everyone! Um…sorry, I'm just a bit nervous. I was never really good at public speaking. But I practiced really hard at this speech to get it just right."

"That's true! He would recite it in the bathroom every morning!" Goten loudly yelled. There was nothing malicious about his words, but the innocence of it made the audience laugh a bit.

Gohan blushed at the teasing laughter, especially when he saw his friends getting a good laugh out of it. "Thanks, Goten…" Gohan muttered. He shook his head to shake it all away, he had a speech to give. "Well, my little brother is right about that. I practiced really hard to make sure that I could get up here and give this speech to all of you. It means a lot to me to be able to accept such an award and to be given the spotlight. However, that doesn't discredit any of the hard work my peers put into these last three years. We all worked hard to be able to walk across this stage with our heads held high."

Makima appreciated the nods of appreciation her son was receiving for his humbleness. A quirk he had inherited from his father, of course. As nervous as he usually was, it was clear that he had the ability to quickly capture the hearts of the people around him.

Gohan continued on with his speech. "Honestly, I never imagined myself being able to do something like this. Growing up, my life wasn't always the best. There were lots of times where I struggled incredibly hard and even considered giving up." His thoughts drifted back to the many world-threatening battles he had taken part in. "But even in those darkest moments there was light at the end of the tunnel." His eyes looked over to his family, smiling brightly at them. "If it wasn't for them then I wouldn't be standing here today. My Mom, my siblings, my Dad, my teacher, and aunts. All of them helped make me into the person I am today, and I'll always love them for that."

Makima felt her husband wrap an arm around her, and she happily leaned into his side. The two smiled proudly at one of their greatest accomplishments.

"I want to continue making them proud. There was a time when our future looked bleak, shrouded in darkness, but not anymore. All of us, everyone in this room, are striving towards a future where we can laugh happily forever. Even if there are times where things are bad, as long as we remember to tackle the problems together, then nothing can stand in our way." Gohan declared with his biggest smile. "Thank you, everyone!"

The applause that greeted the end of his speech was like a massive roar. Gohan was blown away by the cheers thrown his way. He didn't have much time to focus on it as Denji suddenly ran up and tackled him to the ground. The Chainsaw hybrid was congratulating him for a fantastic speech until Asa, Videl, and Erasa started pulling him off of Gohan. Sharpener just stood behind them, laughing hysterically at the scene.

Makima shook her head at the scene. "As always, we can never close things out quietly."

Goku laughed. "I don't know. I think things like this keep things fun, right?" He pointed at the stage, where the twins and Power started jumping on Gohan as well. "Hehe! Should we go join them?"

Makima rolled her eyes. "Yes, but only to prevent them from destroying the stage. I'm not paying for any damages."

When everything started to settle down, Makima rounded up the entire group to stand close together. Their family stood in the front, while everyone else stood on the opposite sides of them. Piccolo had to stand in the back because of how tall he is, which made the Namekian grumble slightly.

Kobeni finished setting up the camera, started the timer, then gave her ex-boss the thumbs up. "O-okay, Mrs. Makima! I finished it!"

"Nicely done, Kobeni." Makima smiled.

"Yeah, good job, scaredy cat!" The twins and Power yelled.

"S-stop calling me that!" Kobeni cried as she hurried forward to reach her spot. Unfortunately, she missed an open crack on the ground that ended up catching her foot. Kobeni yelped as she tumbled forward, rolling across the ground like a cartoonish spinning wheel that was heading right for the group. The moment she crashed right into Power, knocking the air out of her, everything else fell apart like a domino effect.

The picture that the camera ended up catching would forever be remembered as the biggest incident of high school graduations. Any time Makima would look back at the photo, she'd suffer from countless headaches for the following week. As annoying as it was that they could never take a normal photo even once, she was happy that they could have moments like these.

It meant that everything really had returned to their normal. And she wouldn't trade that for the world.

Yellow spirals stared into the bright blue sky above, the young girl laid flat on her back on top of the skyscraper. Laying down next to her was her self-imposed 'big brother', his long purple hair swishing softly with the wind. Nayuta shifted her eyes over to him, a question was burning on her mind. "Hey, Trunks?"

He snapped one eye open. "Yeah, Nayuta?"

"...What was he like?"

"Hm?" The savior of the future decided to give her his full attention. "What are you asking about?"

An annoyed growl gurgled from her throat. "I'm talking about my-her-ugh! Gohan! I'm talking about Gohan!" Nayuta yelled, clearly irritated now.

Trunks was silent for a moment as he thought her question over. Ever since he found Nayuta, he had been careful about talking about the deceased Son Family. Technically, they were her family but at the same time they weren't. It was easy for him and his mom to see how much she struggled to express her interest in them. The young Control Devil did and didn't want anything to do with her previous incarnation's life, but it seems like her curiosity won out today. Trunks sat up to look at her properly. "What do you want to know?"

She looked away. "I don't know…just tell me stuff."

"Well, he was strong and kind. Gohan always made sure to do his best to keep people safe when the cyborgs were still running around causing destruction. He would help me with any homework my Mom gave me, and would train himself almost to death to get stronger." Trunks explained. "He was like a brother to me."

Nayuta didn't say a word.

"He really hated it whenever he felt the cyborgs going on their usual killing spree. There was a time when he was the only one of us who could feel energy, so he could sense each and every life those two would take. Each death motivated him to get stronger, reminding him to fight harder to avenge the lives lost."

"But he failed." Nayuta interrupted him. "He couldn't avenge the lives lost."

"...No, no he couldn't." Trunks sighed. It's been years since Gohan had died but the future warrior could remember the scene as if it were yesterday. And the events that transpired afterwards still hurt just as much.

Nayuta moved to sit up, her eyes glued to her knees. "It's pathetic. A Devil dying to a pair of abominations created by a human."

Trunks was suddenly reminded of his father. He could see why she was thinking that way, since Devils are naturally prideful of their superiority over humans. But he wanted her to understand his mentor, to appreciate the life he lived. "Gohan did the best he could. If it wasn't for me, then he could've dedicated his time to getting stronger to defeat the cyborgs."

"Don't make excuses!" Nayuta hissed, surprising him. "He made his choice and died as a result of it. The alternatives don't matter when reality is all you're left with. If he prided himself as my son, then he should've won." She scowled at Trunks. "A failure is all he ended up being."

Though he could feel his own anger flaring up to defend his mentor, the future warrior held himself back. Just like how he had to put up with his father's bullshit, he needed to be Nayuta's guiding light. It's what he promised himself years ago after Makima's death. Trunks had to take a deep breath before speaking up again. "Nayuta, Gohan wasn't a failure. In the other timeline, the one I went to, he saved the entire universe."

She rolled her eyes. "Wow, whoopie for that one! But as I said before, the alternatives don't matter when reality is all you're left with. In this world, Gohan couldn't accomplish anything."

"He saved my life more times than I can count."

"I'd rather have you here anyway than a failure."

His eyes narrowed at her. "Nayuta! Makima wouldn't have-"

"WHAT?!" She shot into his face, glaring harshly at him. "What wouldn't Makima have done? She's just as much of a failure as him! What kind of Devil allows themselves to fall into despair the way she did?! The Control Devil losing herself in such a way is even more disgraceful! She allowed love to blind her, to control her actions, and it left her to leave her own son to die! It caused her to commit suicide!"

Trunks met her glare with his own. "She was hurting, Nayuta! You can't even begin to imagine what Goku's death had done to her!"

"Excuses! Excuses!" She screamed angrily. "You just keep making excuses for them, why?! She was the Control Devil, one of the strongest in existence, and yet she lost control! Gohan had the blood of the strongest beings in existence inside of him, but still couldn't protect this godforsaken rock!"

"Stop speaking like that! You're the Control Devil too, and Gohan was your son!" Trunks argued.

"No." Nayuta hissed.

"No?"

"I only exist because the previous incarnation was weak. I have no memories of Son Makima or the family she failed to keep. I am Nayuta, the Control Devil." A dark purple aura covered her form, kicking up wind around them. "Love made her weak and drove her to suicide. I will never end up like Makima."

Trunks felt like those words were more of a promise to herself rather than a refusal towards him. He tried to reach out to her but Nayuta took off towards the direction of Capsule Corp without another glance in his direction.

"Dammit…" Trunks cursed at himself. "I should've kept myself calm." His own aura flared up and he took to the skies. "Maybe it was too soon to tell her more about the Sons." He had gotten so focused on wanting her to remember the family Makima had lost that he failed to account for how Nayuta would feel. She may be the reincarnation of Son Makima, but she was still her own person with no personal connection to them. Still, Trunks wanted her to understand the love that bonded the Son Family together, even if it also caused them to fall apart. "I have to be better and do better. It's what Gohan would've wanted for her, for his Mother who may not hold any love for him anymore."

Nayuta cursed herself for getting emotional over the topic of the Son Family. She never should've asked Trunks about them, now shit was going to be awkward for awhile. She needed to get them out of her head. Two dead men and her previous incarnation weren't worth thinking about. This was her life and hers alone. No child, regardless of who actually gave birth to him, was going to change that about her.

It wasn't like she was ever going to be able to meet them.

Chapter End

NOTE: I feel like I need to defend Future Nayuta a bit here. She has no reason to care about the Son Family, especially since she's never met Goku or Gohan herself. Just the knowledge that Makima had taken her own life infuriates Nayuta, making her deem her previous incarnation as weak, someone that could be controlled. I feel like I needed to remind you all that this Nayuta is a reincarnation not Makima's daughter. Trunks is trying his best with her but she's an incredibly stubborn girl.

Since I will be doing the Goku Black Arc, Future Nayuta will get to meet the Son Family. It's going to be fun writing her interactions with them, also some good character study. It'll be a weird experience for the kids to meet the reincarnation of their mother. Makima and Goku are also going to be wondering how to interact with her but I'm sure things will be fine.

This epilogue was both a flashback and a time skip. We have Makima realizing she was pregnant and coming to terms with it. Goku accepts the pregnancy pretty easily, of course. I hope I conveyed her fears about having a child pretty well. It also didn't make much sense to drag out the confession to Goku since Makima has always been pretty honest with him. If she needs to tell Goku something she'll just go and tell him. He has a way of making her realize that being overly worried is a fruitless effort.

Since both DBS and GT are gonna start with the gang already out of high school, I decided to have the time skip be their high school graduation. I hope you guys liked Gohan's speech.

I will say one last thing about Future Gohan. He is a failure, but that's the point of his character. He was never meant to actually win but to pave the road for Trunks to finish the fight.

Final Epilogue - Meeting the In-Laws (Non-Canon. I'll explain more in the next chapter.)