"Contestant Goku has been knocked out of the ring!" The Announcer screamed from the battlefield. "The winner is, Sinthe of the Twelfth Universe!"
Everyone that was able stood and clapped for the winner of the Tournament. Several Universes took this opportunity to teleport away from the Null Realm. There were no joyous shouts and cheers, except for Abi of course.
"Yaaaa! Way to go baby! I'm so proud of you!" Abi screamed happily.
Her presence caused the entire group of Universe Seven to jump. None of the humans realized she had been sitting a mere ten feet away from them. How long had the woman been sitting there?
This left an ominous energy in the air, making the spiky haired warrior feel strange. He was curious to see what Sinthe was going to wish for. He could feel his hands shaking. The Super Dragon Balls had the power to grant any wish the person desires. What could one of the strongest beings in the universe desire from the Dragon?
"Whis, the exciting part is over. Let's go." Lord Beerus demanded, a large yawn taking over his features. "Now that I've been disappointed by my two students, I'm ready to go back home and take a nap!"
"Right away, My Lord." The Attendant chuckled, tapping his staff on the floor three times.
"Take us to my place, Whis!" Bulma declared, a bright smile on her features. "We're going to celebrate a job well done. Even though we didn't win. Every one of our warriors fought hard. I think we deserve a feast. I have one waiting for us back at home!"
The Attendant grinned, looking towards the purple cat next to him. "What do you think, My Lord? Would you like some Earth delicacies before your nap?"
Before Beerus could answer, his stomach decided to speak. A roar came from his stomach, along with a couple of others in the group.
"Will there be pudding?" the Destroyer questioned.
"Of course!" The bluenette giggled.
"Let's get to Earth then, Whis. We can't have this feast waiting for us!"
Once they landed on the Capsule Corp lawn, the group was met with the amazing smell of different foods. Bulma grinned, gesturing for everyone to the buffet. The kids ran quickly towards the tables. Piccolo and Vegeta assisted Goku, as he was still too weak to walk.
Even after eating one senzu bean, the Saiyan felt as if his energy was completely drained. Did he push his body too far?
"Damn you're heavy." Piccolo grumbled.
"If he would help it would make it easier." The widow-peaked Saiyan rolled his eyes.
Tarro crawled from his father's arms to Vegeta's shoulder. The baby Saiyan clung to him, holding on tight. This surprised the Prince. Using one arm to assist Goku, he made sure his other arm was helping his nephew.
The two men carried the spiky haired Saiyan to a table and sat him in a chair. Once they did so, Vegeta and Piccolo made their way towards the food. Goku leaned forward, putting most of his weight on the table. The food smelled delicious. However, his body didn't want to move.
Within minutes, a large plate that was piled high with goodies landed in front of the warrior. His eyes widened at the amount of food on the table. Goku immediately began to dig in, not bothering to thank the person that brought it to him until he was through the first layer.
"Wow… It's been a long time since I've witnessed you put away food like that."
The familiar voice shocked him. The spiky haired warrior turned around, seeing his previous wife standing there. He assumed Ellery was the one to bring his plate. The Saiyan glanced at the buffet, seeing his partner in line, grabbing food for herself and their son. Tarro was still attached to Vegeta, who was trying to balance his plate along with a small child.
"Thanks for the food Chi-Chi.." Goku rubbed the back of his head. "I guess I didn't realize how hungry I was."
"Anything I can do to help." The older woman smiled at her ex-husband before going to make her own plate.
The festivities quieted down much sooner than any other party. Without a win to celebrate, most of the patrons left after filling up on the feast. Vegeta and Ellery were chatting with Bulma at their table. Goten and Trunks were in the yard, sparring with each other.
"Well, I think I'm going to turn in early." The bluenette yawned as she stretched. She noticed there were only a handful of guests left. Any of them that wanted to stay, knew they were more than welcome to do so. Bulma said her goodbyes to the table before she stood and walked into the house.
Ellery glanced towards her older brother. He looked as though he were contemplating something heavy on his mind.
"I'm worried about Kakarot." The Saiyan woman blurted out.
Vegeta's eyes shifted to look at his younger sister before they glanced at his old comrade. A sigh escaped him as he nodded. The Prince had so many questions for the spiky haired warrior. After eavesdropping on parts of his conversation with Jiren, Vegeta was more concerned than ever. Was the Saiyan adamant on making sure this 'prophecy' isn't fulfilled? If Goku went on one of his training binges, who knows how long it would last.
"I am too. He's not going to take this lightly." The widow-peaked Saiyan took a deep breath. "I'm afraid he's getting tunnel vision again. This usually happens after a loss. He'll go training until he reaches a level that surpasses the previous opponent."
"How long does it last?" Ellery questioned worriedly.
A grim chuckle came from Vegeta. "He's had blinder's on since he was born. Dumbass.." The Prince rolled his eyes. "I've seen him up and leave in the middle of important meetings for Gohan's school, getting out of chores that Chi-Chi wanted him to do-"
"He's changed, Vegeta." The Saiyan woman said adamantly.
"He's also a Saiyan, Ellery. You need to remember that. " Vegeta sighed, looking towards Goku's table. "I know you may not understand what I mean. However, you're a Saiyan yourself. Even though you were raised as an Earthling, those warrior genes are in you as well."
The young mother sighed, taking a moment to look at her son. He was snuggled against her, his eyes closed as he snored lightly. Vegeta had a point, as much as she hated to admit it. She also has a strong desire to obtain a level of power she's never experienced before. However, Ellery knows that her family has to come first at all costs.
"Could you… Talk to him?" The Saiyan woman quietly mentioned.
Vegeta sighed. Although it was the last thing he wanted to do, the Prince wanted his sister to be happy. Before he could stand, the widow-peaked Saiyan noticed someone else moving in to speak to Goku.
"We may not need to intervene." Vegeta snickered. "Chi-Chi might just save the day."
The spiky haired warrior sat back in his chair as he looked around him. Goku hated the thought of letting his friends and family down. Losing the battle to the warrior of the Twelfth Universe has the Saiyan wondering if he can even train to get that strong. He was far from giving up.
How you were able to gain favor with the strongest beings in the Cosmos is beyond me. I guess you're not the strong warrior I was looking for. You're not even fit to use the power of the Gods.
Sinthe's words continued to ring in his head. This wasn't the first time he's been told he was too weak to fight. Even Lord Beerus has mentioned it. In the past, he would seclude himself and throw his mind into training mode. However, after doing that for so many years, Goku's seen the toll it's put on his family. He doesn't want to put them through that anymore.
Glancing over to his partner and youngest son, the warrior knew what he had to do. In order to keep them safe, he was going to have to be prepared for whatever threat was going to come their way.
"I know that look." The older brunette walked up to Goku's table. "I'd recognize it anywhere."
Chi-Chi's voice once again startled the warrior. Turning left, he noticed the mother of his oldest boys standing there. She had a sad smile on her features.
"What are you talking about?" The Saiyan rubbed the back of his head innocently.
"You can't fool me, Goku." The older woman tsked. "I can see it in your eyes. The training bug has gotten a hold of you after you've lost a fight."
The spiky haired warrior felt a heat rush to his cheeks, embarrassed that he could be read so easily. "Could you really tell that quick?"
"I've known you since we were kids." Chi-Chi laughed. "You've always had a glimmer in your eye when you were ready for your next adventure."
"I have to protect my family…" Goku's hands shook as he looked down at them once again. "I felt so weak after being knocked out by that man from Universe Twelve. His power was like nothing I'd seen before."
The older woman put a hand on Goku's arm. "Do you know how many times you've said those exact words over the years? I think I've truly lost count. Powerful people gravitate towards you. It's what's kept you on this path of constant training. This time around, you're with a partner who understands you more than I ever could."
His old partner's words had a comforting effect. However, he still couldn't shake the feeling that he was making the wrong decision. "What should I do, Chi-Chi?"
"I know what you shouldn't do." The brunette glared. "Is leaving without notice or a goodbye. You'd better have grown out of that disgusting habit."
"Uh…." Goku rubbed the back of his head.
"What you need to do is talk to her." Chi-Chi said reassuringly as she sighed. "I know she's going to miss you, and probably give you grief when you get home. However, it won't be anything like disappearing without warning."
The Saiyan warrior took a deep breath, nodding in agreement. "You're right."
"Welcome back, My Lord!" The Oracle Fish flew through the air in his bowl. "Did you guys have a good time?"
"Some more than others." Giin rolled his eyes, walking straight into the kitchen.
Martinu chuckled, following the Destroyer. "You only say that because you wanted him to spend the wish on you instead of his partner."
Following behind the Attendant and Destroyer, Abi and Sinthe entered the home. A large stuffed animal was in between them. The woman had a smile on her face that lit up the entire room.
"You're so sweet baby!" Abi giggled as she held onto the stuffed animal. "I'm going ot take it to our room!"
"If it'll fit.." The Destroyer grumbled.
"Oh stop being a grumpy gills." The Attendant smiled as she began cooking dinner for everyone. "They're young and in love."
Sinthe walked into the kitchen, sitting across from Giin. The warrior hoped to work up an appetite in the Tournament. Instead, he was left wanting a stronger opponent. After sparring with the Destroyer God of the Twelfth Universe, many other beings weren't up to the challenge anymore.
"What'd you think of that being from Universe Seven?" The Destroyer questioned Sinthe.
The warrior shrugged. "I'm kind of surprised that he gave Jiren that much trouble."
"A battle royale is much different than a one on one Tournament, dear." Martinu interrupted. "The first Tournament of Power had much more to do with endurance than strength. If that Jiren fellow would've fought Goku in a one on one battle, I don't think he'd stand a chance."
"Yes, but now he's become arrogant, thinking he can just challenge someone out of his league."
"He's got a lot of people in his corner that believe in him." Abi mentioned as she walked into the kitchen as well, taking a seat at the island next to her partner. "Every single member that cheered on Universe Seven believed Goku was the strongest being there today. Even Lord Beerus thought he stood a chance, that is until you caused their machinery to malfunction."
Sinthe's demeanor softened the moment his partner was at his side again. He leaned back in the chair, resting a hand on her leg. "Were you able to see the child?"
The scarlet haired woman nodded. "Of course! I could tell he was very young, less than a year old. Even though he was a little fussy at times, actually most of the time, when his parents were sparring all eyes were on them. I've never seen a baby concentrate like that before."
"Well, he is the first Saiyan Child born in nearly fifty years." Martinu piped in once again, placing the beginnings of dinner onto the island. "The warrior race was all but extinguished, except for three full blooded Saiyan's. Two men and a woman."
"So you're saying this could be the family we're looking for?" Sinthe's brow raised curiously.
The Attendant thought for a long moment. "Even if they did become strong. I don't see what threat they'd pose to the Universe. This Goku person doesn't seem malicious."
"The way he speaks to the Omni Kings… Like he's their equal." The warrior said through gritted teeth. "It's deplorable. It's-
"Nothing to worry about." Martinu stated blankly, wanting this conversation to end.
Abi placed a hand on her partner's shoulder, giving him a gentle smile. "Let it go for now, sweetheart.
"Really?" Sinthe was confused. "The reason I sought out this prophecy, was to give you the one thing you truly desire."
"Wait- That stuffed monstrosity wasn't the ultimate wish I've been hearing about!?" Giin yelled angrily. "You're telling me that you used the Super Dragon Balls on a STUPID-
Abi's fierce red eyes bore into the Destroyer, causing him to instantly go silent.
"We decided it wasn't the best time for us to raise a child." the woman gave him a toothy grin. "If this isn't the strongest child in the Universe, I don't want to waste our skills on a child that isn't worthy of our love."
A chill ran through the room as the words of Abi settled in the air. The scarlet haired woman looked at her partner, walking behind him. She began to massage his shoulders, her lips close to his ear. "In the meantime, we could always keep trying for one of our own."