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Previously on Dragonball OT, the androids who were free of their control of Dr Gero went into hiding. As for Trunks he is learning to adjust to a time of peace, however one thing plagued his mind. The monster that had killed him and took his time machine, decided to spend the day training. After being unexpectedly evicted from the former owner, or the new owner of the mansion they took over, the twins settled on a house that 17 had kept in capsule form. Will the androids be able to stay in hiding? Find out here in Dragonball OT!

Hate and Sorrow

Trunks' eyes slowly opened from the light coming out of his window. With a yawn he rubbed his eyes, never has he had a good sleep. The half saiyan then pushed him-self off the bed and got dressed. After brushing his teeth he got downstairs to get some breakfast, he sees his mother is sitting on the couch, watching T.V.

Bulma turns her head to see Trunks. "Well look who slept in, hey son."

Her son smiled. "Hi mom." He looked over to the clock. "12:30?"

His mother chuckled. "I never seen you so relaxed."

Trunks looked at his mother and chuckled a bit. "So was everything fine at the meeting?"

"Oh it was fine, thank goodness for the dragonballs otherwise the damage would be a lot harder to repair." Bulma smiled at her son. The scientist has never seen Trunks so care free. Every day since he could walk he was on guard because of the android menace, but with them gone Trunks can finally live the life he was supposed to. She turned her attention back to the T.V.

And there is still no explanation as to how our cities have been restored as if nothing happened. Also all the people who have been 'woken up' from death so to speak have finally reunited with their loved ones.

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Meanwhile at the same time at the android's home 17 is happening to watch the same channel with 18 sitting beside him arms crossed.

With the android menace gone things are finally looking up for us.

17 smiled and looked to his sister. "You see 18, maybe this means we can go out like you want."

His sister sighed. "How stupid are you? Did you not hear 'android menace' if either of us go we'll cause a panic." She said. "And also Trunks will show up with his remote."

Her brother sighed and flipped through the channels. "Ok what's the deal?"

"What?" 18 asked.

"You were never afraid of Dr Gero when he kept threating his remote at us, so why are you afraid of the ki-" He sees her glare. "Trunks, why are you afraid of Trunks?"

18 looked away. "I just don't want to die again do you?" She asked.

The male android looked to her. "Alright I get it." He said as he kept flipping through the channels.

The female android stood up and walked away. She got to the stairs and walked up to her room. A sigh escaper her lips as she kept walking. Once she was in her room she turned the radio, switched to some music station that she liked and opened her wardrobe. Luckily she kept some clothes and jewelry in capsules in case there home ever got destroyed.

18 sighed n content. The latest events have been nothing but torture to her. Hopefully her favorite activities can keep her occupied from certain thoughts. Again she wishes she can truly say that none of this was her fault, but the memories have been getting to her lately. Time and time again she would see things that she did during her programming, but not just that, no she could feel the emotons she felt by then, afterwards it made her wince that this was her.

The platinum blonde shook her head and picked out a blue dress and started to take off her demi jean jacket when suddenly she remembered how she got the dress.

(Flashback three years ago)

17 and I began an attack on North city, the two of us split up attacking different halves of the town. I took the half with the clothing stores 17 was having fun playing demolition derby with a car and any humans on and off the streets. Such a child. Not a single clothing store had an outfit that had my tastes so naturally I kill the shop owner and blew up the stores.

I looked around the scurrying humans with a smirk as they ran from me. With but one finger I blasted them all. "Stampedes are always fun." I said with a sickening smirk.

However one was running behind me I turned around with a finger, but I stopped at what I saw. My current target was clearly female and was wearing a good outfit. With speeds to fast to be seen I appeared in front of the woman. She stopped and the look on her face was priceless, oh how I enjoy the look of fear in their eyes. It's just so stimulating.

The woman took a step back trying to catch her breath. "P-please d-don't kill me!" She begged with tears falling down her cheeks.

I snickered at her begging, it's always so funny when they do that, but I wasn't paying attention to her I was looking her up and down at her dress. Not to mention those heels. I'd look good in them. With a smile I stared into the teary eyes if my pray. "You shouldn't run in heels." I said.

The woman took a step back as I told her. "W-what?"

I took a step forward. "I like your outfit." The woman took another unconscious step back. "Give it to me."

The woman's eyes widened. "Y-you want my clothes?"

I rolled my eyes. 'For fuck's sake how stupid can humans get, didn't I just say that?' The thought came to me. "Yes now take it off and give it."

The woman grabbed the straps of her dress. "I-if I give it w-will you let me go?"

I was starting to get impatient, but I didn't want to get any blood stains on my new clothes. I let out a frustrated sigh escape my lips in order to calm myself. "Yes now give it before I change my mind." The woman nodded as she began to quickly take it off. "And don't forget your shoes." I added.

The woman quickly removed her clothing and shoes. I smiled, it was so easy getting people to do as I please. All of them feared me along with 17 I was pleased to get yet another exotic outfit. The woman than tossed the shoes and dress at my feet.

The woman looked up at me with a worried expression. "I-I can go now r-right?"

I frowned as I made a harsh glare at her. "You stupid bitch!" I yelled as I aimed a finger with yellow energy at the tip.

Her eyes widened as more tears left her. "I-I did what you said!" She yelled with more sobbing.

I shook my head at her stupidity. "No you were supposed to GIVE me your outfit, hand it to me, not throw it on the floor where it could get all dirty, now I have to wash it."

The woman waved her hands in front of her. "B-but you have the outfit, I'm sorry I'm just scared!" She yelled crying.

I smiled at her. "Your right I forgot how humans give in to their fear, and I still got the outfit."

She looked hopeful for a moment. "Does that mean-"

"Yes." I said smiling as I pointed at her.

The woman allowed more sobs to escape her. "W-wait you said-"

"I meant I'll give you a quick death." And with that I blasted the woman hearing her annoying screams. Though I enjoy the screaming it can get quite annoying sometimes. I looked down at the outfit that was covered in dirt, bended down and took it along with the shoes, I sighed clearly irritated. "Stupid bitch." I said.

(Flashback end)

18 looked wide eyed with her pupil's shaking. The cyborg looked down at the dress and dropped it putting her hands up walking backwards as if it were tainted. The platinum blonde looked at her wardrobe and sees the clothing, memories clouded her mind. She grabbed her head and yanked her hair as her eyes widened with sadness and anguish.

"Take it just don't kill me!"

"There free their all yours!"

"I agree it would look better on you just don't hurt me!"

"Leave my wife al-(snap)"

"Back away from my daughte-(BOOM)"

18 focused her attention back at her wardrobe. All these outfits might as well be covered in blood. Every bit of clothing was either taken from an abandoned shop, a store keeper she allowed to live on a whim but died anyway from 17, woman who were begging for their lives, their children's lives, all of them dead because she liked there outfits and they dirtied them. The android feels her stomach squeeze, she's thankful she hadn't eaten like any ordinary human has, otherwise she would be vomiting right now. She starts to cry silently not daring allow 17 to hear them, she knows he won't make fun of her but she needs time for herself. The music on her radio stopped, she looked at it curiously.

"Sorry to interrupt your music but we have an important message."

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Trunks sees his mother walking out the door. "Hey mom?

Bulma turns around as she opens the door. "Yeah son?"

The half saiyan gave a serious look to her one he hasn't worn since the androids were destroyed. "When will the time machine be ready?"

The scientist sighed. "Trunks it's going to take a while before I even get the parts to make another, and also you shouldn't be thinking about that right now."

"I know I just want to destroy that thing as soon as possible." Trunks said looking down. "I can't let there be another timeline like this." He said when a hand touched his shoulder, he looked up to see his mother's face wearing a stern look.

"Son what have I told you, you should think about relaxing you need it." Bulma sad sternly.

Trunks nodded. "Alright, but I'm going to go train." He said as he put his jacket on and strapped his sword on his back.

Bulma shook her head with a smile. "You really do take after your father, even when he thought he was the strongest in the universe before the androids came he still trained." She gave her son a wink. "Like father like son." She left the door. "I'll see you in a bit."

Trunks nodded as he got his boots on. "I'll see you later mom." He said as he walked out the door and flew to the usual wasteland he and Gohan used for training. As the saiyan flew some thoughts came to mind. 'I still wish I knew what that thing was, whatever it is I'll stop it, we have all the time in the world after all.' He kept flying set on starting his training.

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17 kept flipping threw channels on the T.V. however all there were some reruns, he sighed. "God damn it, did we screw up the world this much?" He asked himself, in retrospect it was their programming that ruined the progress on entertainment as they kept their focus on surviving them. Through the corner of his eye he sees 18 walking down the stairs with a bag, she's headed to the door. "Going somewhere?"

18 looked at 17. "How observant of you." She said in sarcasm as she kept walking.

"Where are you going and what's in that bag?" He asked.

The female android looked down for a moment. "Don't worry about it, I'll be right back." She said.

Her brother raised an eyebrow. "Alright, just don't let anyone see you."

18 grabbed the door knob. "I'm not stupid." She said walking out and then flying away to her destination.

17 watched as his sister left. 'Wonder where she's off to.' He thought, then shrugged his shoulders. She was right, she's smart enough not to get into trouble; he kept flipping through channels trying to find something good on. He put a hand under his chin. "God damn it." Nothing GOOD was on.

Meanwhile 18 was flying. 'What city was it?' She thought then she remembered. 'Pepper town' She thought then her eyes widened at yet another memory. 'Not again.'

(Flashback year 780)

17 and I looked down at the helpless warrior below us. With satisfying smiles we aimed our palms at blondie, yellow light came out of our hands as we blasted countless energy blasts at the exhausted one arm man. His screams were satisfying, finally he would stop interrupting our fun. When the explosions died down we see him lying on the ground face up, his hair black again. I looked over to 17. "Looks like even when he's dead he's still copying you."

17 chuckled. "Well he's not alive this time, so I'll make an exception." He said looking over to me. "Come on let's go home."

I looked at him and shook my head. "I'll see you there I want to see if there are any good clothing stores you haven't blown up."

He rolled his eyes. "Woman." And with that he left for the mansion.

I looked down at blondie's corpse as I descended down and landed in front of him. After all these years finally this fool is dead. It wasn't smart of 17 to let him go, last year he was as strong as 17 if not close to and no he's a lot stronger than before, strong enough to kill me one on one in fact. Something tells me it was good thing he only had one arm left. I sneered at his dead form and gave it a kick to his side causing him to flip over with his back pointed to the sky. "This is what happens when you defy us." A displeased look formed on my face as I looked up to see the rain hasn't gone away. 'What am I doing my clothes are getting wet.' I thought, then again there already ruined, but still why am I standing here in the rain, I never liked getting wet. I then turned my attention back to the corpse with a sadistic smile. "I wonder where your friend is, you should have brought him along since you're missing an arm." She said then she saw a figure approaching through the corner of her eye. "Speak of the devil."

Not wanting to be spotted I body flickered away and hid behind some rubble to observe the lavender hair kid coming down, I can see the distraught look on his face, I chuckled a bit, but I felt something else. What is that? No matter I find his reaction funny. These humans, always easily giving into their emotions, this child is no different. I heard him scream.

"GOHAN!"

So that was his name. I think I like blondie better. He started to scream, I laughed at his primitive behavior, then a golden light started emitting from his body, his hair turned gold, finally he completely changed. I licked my lips sadistically. "Déjà vu." I muttered this was how the other blonde transformed. He then smashed his fists into the ground near him with a grunt. I chuckled a bit at his reaction. 'Well it's rude to spy on people…..I think I should show myself.' Now I get to kill two blondies, what a good day this has been, I started to move but then I stopped. I frowned and looked down. My legs are shaking, I'm trying to move but my legs are only shaking. 'What is this, am I malfunctioning?' I thought to myself. 'No I couldn't be, Dr Gero designed me and 17 to be perfect.' I looked to the kid who is weeping like a child still unaware of my presence. I decided to shout to get his attention, this boy should have a temper after looking at his friend's corpse, but I couldn't. The teasing words were caught in my throat. 'Why can't I yell out?'

'Well fine if my body won't move I'll blast his friend's corpse to draw him to me.' I thought as I aimed my finger to blondie's dead body. No energy came, not even a spark. I looked with an angry face. 'What is this?' This feeling, it's the same feeling I felt when I wanted to blast the kid last year at super world. I stood there watching as he collected himself and put his friend's corpse over his shoulder, he flies off I glared at his retreating form. 'I was supposed to kill you.' I thought. Once he was out of sight I began to walk.

I look down. "I seem to be moving fine now." I said as I aimed my finger at a building, yellow light emitted from my finger tip as I blasted an energy shot causing it said building to collapse. I looked at my finger. "Why couldn't I blast earlier?" I asked myself.

I shook my head; there will be another day to kill him. "See ya around kid." I said as I flew back to the mansion.

(Flashback end)

18's eyes returned to normal as the memory passed. A tear drop escaped her eye, she placed her hand on her face wiping it away. She sighed again as she kept flying towards pepper town. When she finally reaches it she goes on top of one of the buildings and looks around. 'Where is it?' She thought. 'There.'

A woman with a sign that had said 'donations 'on it. The female looked over to her male associate. "Looks like we're not getting any luck today." She said in a depressed tone.

The male smiled. "Oh come now you can't expect donations to appear right in front of you." He said, just then a some wind picked up, blowing him back a bit. "Oh my are you alright?" He asked.

The woman shook her head. "I think so." She said, as she looked to see nothing but a bag in front of her. "What's this?" She asked as she took the bag, looking left and right to find the owner.

The man looked at the bag she was holding. "Where do you think this came from?"

The woman shrugged and said. "I think someone made a donation." She said as she opened the bag, a gasp was made when she opened it.

The man raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

The woman shook her head. "Nothing's wrong, look at this, there's expensive clothes and jewelry." She said. "Well be able to get this to a trader and help a lot of people who lost everything." The woman looked around. "Thank you!" She said to whoever gave the bag.

18 was standing back on top of the building looking down on the people who she gave her bag. The cyborg couldn't allow herself to be seen otherwise she'll cause a panic. She tucked some strands of hair behind her ear. "You shouldn't thank me." She said as she quickly flew away from the town.

(Earlier when 18 was in her room)

We like to announce an important message, we are in Pepper Town awaiting any spare donations you can give. We wish to earn enough funds to help the countless children that lost everything during this time of strife. We will take any and all forms of donation, whether it's money, jewelry, clothing or anything of value we can make a use of it. So please if you have any to spare we'd appreciate it, and so would the children.

18 looked at the radio as it changed to music. The female looked at her wardrobe and her jewelry box. She could just burn them but, those children, it was her fault there are so many orphans. A sigh escaped her lips as she stood up, she looked to see a bag big enough to hold the jewelry and clothing. She took it and stuffed it with the tainted items.

(now)

18 kept flying setting a course for home. The android closes her eyes as she hears the screams of Gohan filling her ears as well as Trunks screaming his name ringing in her ears.

"GOHAN!"

She closed her eyes as a tear escaped her. "I'm sorry." She said softly.

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Trunks was training with his sword, making slashes at his imaginary opponents. He keeps imagining a certain pair. Android 17 and 18. He sees them both with cocky and mocking smirks, much to his anger. He kept imagining him attacking and them lazily swaying him. 'Even when their dead they make fool out of me.' Thoughts began to enter his mind, the day he, not him, the remote destroyed the androids.

He remembers the expression on their faces when he pulled out the remote. Their usual smug expressions switched to looks of horror. Trunks stopped himself in the middle of another sword slash as he remembered. Those fearful looks, they didn't make them because of him but because of a remote that can shut them down. They never once feared, his power, not one tme did they show him the same fearful expressions that he gave them, not once. The young half saiyan looks angrily at two figures he unconsciously imagines.

An imaginary image of 17 and 18 appeared in front of him. The half saiyan glares at the two, fake or not he hates them, dead or alive he hates them down to his very being.

The imaginary 17 smirked as usual. "Oh look 18, it's the mighty super saiyan that destroyed us." He said in a sarcastic tone.

The imaginary 18 chuckled at that as she tucked strands of hair out of her face behind her ear. "What are you talking about 17, he's not the one who destroyed us it was his mommy's remote."

Trunks glared at the two. "Shut up."

The two chuckled, 17 then continued it. "Oh that's right he never could kill us on his own could he?"

The female android went along with it. "No he's too weak to do things on his own."

The half saiyan cringed his teeth and gripped his sword so tightly blood was coming out. "Shut up!"

They then got into mirthless laughter. 17 kept going. "Look at him, I bet his father is disappointed in him for not taking care of us like he should have!" He sneered while laughing it up.

18 kept laughing as well. "My my is the baby gonna cry?" She asked sarcastically as she kept her laughing.

The laughter really got to Trunks. There dead, there not really here but the laughing was so loud he felt his ears were going to explode. "I SAID SHUT UP!" The saiyan yelled doing a sword slash at both their throats, the images fading but their laughter still feeling his ears. The lone warrior dropped his sword and held his ears. He then heard a familiar chilling voice.

"It's because of this you couldn't stop me."

Trunks turned around and made a glare. "You!"

The green monster that killed Trunks the other day is standing again before him. The creature laughed as it's tail swept back and forth. "Look at you, if you had found a way to gain the strength to defeat the androids instead of relying on a remote, you could have stopped me, thanks to you, I will create another timeline where I will wreak havoc just as the androids did in this time!" The monster then made a chilling laugh. "Hahahahaha!"

Trunks glared at the monster and swung his sword at it's throat. "SHUT UP!"

The image disappeared however his laughter echoed along with the twins.

"I'm disappointed in you little brother."

Trunks' eyes widened as he turned around, he sees Gohan with the scar on his face, and him having not one but both arms. The boy smiles at his mentor. "G-Gohan?" The twins laughter still echoed as Gohan spoke.

The imaginary Gohan shook his head. "I just can't believe you." He said in a disappointed tone.

Trunks' eyes widened. "W-what?"

Gohan looked at him with a disappointed look. "I sacrificed one of my arms for you to avenge me." He began as his right arm faded. "And how do you do it, how do you put an end to the menace, with a simple push of a button, not with your own strength."

The lavender haired boy looked with an apologetic expression. "G-Gohan, I tried countless times, but they were-"

Gohan looked at him. "Too strong?" He asked in a disappointed tone. "Frieza was beaten and he was seen as too strong, I managed to keep up with both androids at the same time, but lost due to exhaustion, if I could push them to gang up on me that would mean one day you could have beaten them but instead you chose the easy way out." His image started to fade. "Because of your decision another timeline will suffer the same fate as ours have, maybe worse."

Trunks pushed a hand towards him. "B-but Gohan-"

The image of his mentor faded with him saying one final thing. "I'm disappointed in you little brother." That line echoed along with the twins' and the monster's laughter.

Trunks got on his knees. "I-I couldn't do it I-"

"You are not my son!"

Trunks' eyes widened at this other voice. The half saiyan turned to see his father, Vegeta with his back turned to him. "D-dad?" He recognizes him because of his trip to the past.

The imaginary Vegeta did not turn around. "Do NOT call me that!" The prince yelled n rage. "I may have failed in my battle with the androids but at least I didn't use the woman to make a device to do it for me, you don't deserve the royal saiyan blood flowing through your veins." He scoffed in a mocking tone.

Trunks started to shed tears of anguish. "But dad, I tried, over and over."

His father still refused to turn around and scoffed in reply. "You were only able to try over and over because the androids saw you as their toy, you are no warrior, I am ashamed that your mother and I spawned you, a pathetic excuse of my offspring." He said in his usual angry tone. "And now in another timeline other versions of us will perish because you could not find the strength to destroy them like you should have."

Trunks gave a sad expression as tears fell down his cheeks. "But dad-"

"Shut up!" Vegeta yelled as he started to fade. "You are not my son!" Just like Gohan's last words the twins laughter, the monster's laughter, that last line echoed throughout his mind.

Trunks put his hands on his ears as he was trying to block the sounds he was unconsciously conjuring up. With a loud yell his gold aura flared up to the sky, his screams trying to block out the sounds he was imagining. The voices repeated over and over at a rapid pace.

Gohan- I'm disappointed in you little brother

Vegeta- You are not my son!

Cell, Androids 17, and 18. - Hahahahahahaha

Trunks let out a scream as the tormenting sounds plagued his mind. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

The ground under him began to shatter under his might, wind whirled around him as his screams grew louder and his aura grew bigger.

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18 was flying back home when she saw something to her right. A golden light filling the sky along with yells of anger that only meant one thing. She would recognize that yell anywhere. A sad expression formed on her face. 'Trunks.'

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With one final yell Trunks slammed his hands on the ground making a wide a crater, his hair turned to his normal lavender. The saiyan looked at his hands in anger. He knows he should be happy that he put an end to the bloodshed of innocent, he is happy, however, he still remembers. He remembers all their teasing, all the bragging at how strong they are, all the mocking as he tries to avenge his father and mentor. And how does he do it? Not with his own strength. Not with hard work. But with luck that they found him amusing enough to let him live and a simple push of a button. Because of this a monster stole his time machine to wreak havoc in another timeline.

In addition to this the saiyan blood he inherited from his father was highly displeased, making him feel absolutely inferior to either android, to the nameless green monster. Feelings of cowardice filled him. He couldn't even surpass his mentor, yes he surpassed his father when he was alive in this time but he's still below Gohan in more than one area. "Damn it!" He yelled as he looked to the sky. "I wish just one of the androids to be alive just to kill it!" The lone warrior then picked up his sword, put it in its hilt and flew off for home. 'Why couldn't I do it, why was I so weak?' The warrior thought. 'Why cant I just be happy, their dead, isn't that all that matters?' He questioned. The lone warrior kept flying wanting nothing more but to rest in his room right now. 'Why AM I so weak?'

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In the bushes was 18, she came here to see what the lone warrior was doing. Even when he thinks she and 17 are dead he's still struggling to have a good life. A good life she knows he deserves. She remembers dong this before, hiding from plain sight watching him, only unlike then she knew why she was watching. She feels guilty, she guesses she managed to fight against her programming by then. 'I couldn't fight all of it.' When she watched him she felt the urge to go to him, to comfort and console him. But she knows it would lead to no good. He wouldn't listen, he'd attack her. 'I know I would.' She thought. The android imagines a scenario where the roles were switched; if he had taken 17 away from her and then sees finds out that he did it because he was controlled. She would like to think she would listen and understand but she knows better, no she would try to kill him anyway. Another tear escaped her eye. "I wish I could tell you that I'm sorry." And with that she flew off to her home. All the while she hears the last thing he shouted.

"I wish just one of the androids to be alive just to kill it!"

She closed her eyes as she kept flying for home.

Hatred is something hard to get rid of. Hard to move on from especially living through it your whole life. Hatred was something that was a part of Trunks' reason for living. Sorrow can effect anyone, even an innocent. Sorrow is what fills 18 since her rebirth. Can either move past this? Is 18 really the only android who is suffering? Will Trunks ever find them? If he does what will he do? Find out on the next chapter of Dragonball OT!

Ok so just want to point some things out. Some of you may be confused by how Gohan or Vegeta acted to Trunks. Well keep in mind he was imagining them, he imagined that they were disappointed at him that he couldn't get the strength to fight the androids or Cell. Also because he wasn't strong enough Cell took his time machine and in his mind atleast he could be creating another hellish timeline. So I think you can imagine how he feels right?

Also about 18. The thing about her it's hard to write her like this. I mean I can imagine her feeling guilty about all this but it's a bit hard writing her acting a bit mushy because I'm sure you know 18's not a mushy character. But in this case she might be. So let me know if I wrote Trunks good or 18 good. Alright now for my response to my awesome reviewers.

Guest- I will keep it up!

Guest- I'm glad you love both my T/18 stories!

gesto- This review you gave me the idea for this chapter. Thx! Let me know how the characters are portrayed here. Be as critical as you can be please. Also about the guilt thing. I believe the chapter answered you. :)

Guest- I'm glad you find my story fascinating. Thanks. About 18 feeling guilty or not, I think this chapter has answered for you. :)

Guest- I'll be honest, I love 16, I do I just haven't decided if I want to put him here or not. I mean I already put him in Changed Future. However I would like to ask. Do you like my story?

Alright so that is all the reviews. Ok so Dragonball Yokai is next due for an update. So if you're a fan of it keep an eye out for it, if not then wait till add to it and Changed Future and well be back for another chapter.

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