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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"You'll become a stronger warrior, that's what. If we weren't confident that you couldn't recover from this we wouldn't be acting like we thought you could." Aito couldn't quite put himself in Viral's shoes, as much as he might like. They knew the issue though, and he had a means to fix it, that was certainly better than nothing. "I'm sorry that I don't know what these shortcomings are, but listen... Everyone fails in life, it's a fact of it that we can't escape. My own research is a testament to that, don't you think? So many failures, failure after failure, only for one experiment to finally go right. Your life is like that right now, I feel... It's an uphill battle, and these obstacles keep getting in your path and knocking you further and further down. You've got to power through those obstacles, Viral. I know for a fact you're stronger than this, and you do as well. Maybe you need a helping hand to get there, and I have just the thing..."

Before Aito would go on something Viral said had caught him up. The mention of Yumi was a bit puzzling, he wasn't sure how she was involved. He remembered the young girl perfectly well, she had been Vegeta's childhood friend and arguably one of Viral's as well. Hearing she had been experimented on made the scientist fairly tense, not quite sure that he wanted to see what the Beastman was talking about. For the sake of his argument though, and perhaps for Yumi's sake as well, he needed to see it. "Yumi...? Please come here? Let me see what they did."

Yumi hadn't precisely been avoiding the conversation up until now, just not having any place in it. When she was finally brought into the middle of things it was over something she had rather not discuss, but she wasn't going to deny Aito. Maybe not as much as the boys she was eager to see him and June again, they had been second parents to her. Getting an encouraging look from Vegeta she exhaled softly, pushing herself up off the floor and nodding her head. With a hand grasping her left arm she walked over to the screen, her ears folded down shyly as she came into view. The soft gasp she heard from the other side made her head lower a bit, her eyes looking to the ground. It was easy to not think about what she was now when just out and about, she hardly noticed really. Being put on the spot like this though made the reality come crashing down on her.

"What... Who did this...?" Aito asked, frowning as he stared at Yumi in disbelief. Gene-splicing, it was the only way that was attainable. It had been well beyond his prowess, not that he had ever considered turning someone into an experiment himself.

"The Saiyans did, dad..." Vegeta remarked, moving from Viral to then comfort Yumi, putting an arm around her shoulders. "Some of them attacked Earth and... A couple stole her from the planet. She wasn't there that long either, which means they were able to do it quickly too..." Feeling his friend tense up he pulled her against his chest, giving her back a gentle rub to try and help her relax. There hadn't exactly been any discussion about what she'd experienced in her captivity, and now he was beginning to think it might be a good idea to ask.

"I see... I'm very sorry that happened, I can't imagine it was pleasant. It might not be permanent though... If they introduced genes then you may be able to reverse them... Turn them off, so to speak. It'd be terribly difficult, but not impossible. Reverting something like that would take a fair bit of practice." Aito mulled over that for a second, his brow pulling together as he rubbed at his chin again, a habit of his whenever he was deep in thought. "Yes... It could work. Isolate the gene, disable it, and over time she should return to normal. Theoretically, at least." Back to thinking, there had to be a fix for that. What could be done could be undone, there was always a way, they just had to find it. While lost in thought June took a turn to talk to Viral again.

"It means that you've got two more people that will always love you, no matter what happens," June offered hopefully, still trying to cheer Viral up. "We didn't think we'd get to see you again either, but here we are. And we'll try to find a way to talk to you more often, for what that's worth. Maybe there's some other way we can talk without having to do this. Just remember we're always rooting for you Viral, we know you can get better."

Seeing as his wife was chatting with Viral at the moment Aito turned his attention to the Kaesstrian, wondering precisely what he was. Assuming the alien to be the one making the portal he asked for confirmation, a bit confused when he spoke in a foreign tongue. That didn't exactly help him at all.

"His name is T'charrl, and he's the one making it," Takeshi replied, smiling at his friend as he spoke on his behalf. "And we'll teach you, somehow. Don't worry so much about it." Shu learned how to speak after all, nothing against him, that just proved that a new person could learn the language. Given enough time he was confident anyone could. "When we get back to Earth for that Ikura guy we'll start teaching you, it won't take that long."

King Kai had come back outside a little while ago, essentially eavesdropping on the conversation at hand. These were some adventurous kids, that was for sure. Traveling across the galaxy like that, it was awfully reminiscent of a certain orange clad Saiyan. Maybe that wasn't the right comparison, since more than just Goku had undertaken big journeys in their time. No, they were just the next generation, carrying on the proverbial torch of their forefathers. When you were around as long as he was it was always refreshing to see the next line of warriors come along, and he was definitely beginning to like these ones.

"Thank you for doing this T'charrl, I can't express how thankful we are for this opportunity. I can't imagine this being an easy thing to sustain, so we won't keep you much longer." Looking to his son again Aito smiled, certain he had a means of helping Viral now. "Listen to me Vegeta, I know how you can give your brother some help. As soon as you get the chance you need to find medicine for him, it'll help him cope with what he's going through. Bupropion and venlafaxine should more than suit his needs, and they're relatively commonplace. I would imagine you can find them places other than Earth too, you only need to ask. While I'd rather not resort to medicines he does need them, until he can see a professional. I'm a scientist, not a psychologist. Find those two medicines, in a capsule preferably, and have him take them twice a day. It's a serotonin uptake inhibitor, they'll help with his depression and anxiety. Can you remember all of that?"

To everyone else that probably sounded like utter gibberish, but Vegeta Jr had followed along perfectly fine. Smiling he nodded his head in understanding, looking back over at Viral. "You're cool with taking a few pills... Right? It'll only be temporary, like dad said. Until we can get some real help for you."

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Aito and June watched Viral disheartened, surprised by just how emotional he was getting. They wanted to make it perfectly clear that what had happened was not his fault, that he wasn't blamed for it and was never wrong to begin with. Even having said that he seemed to be having difficulty accepting that fact, or rather just accepting what they were telling him in general. Understandably he was confused, as anyone in his situation would be. There seemed to be many more problems than just guilt plaguing the Beastman now, issues that Aito admittedly hadn't foreseen. Being his creation though and versed well enough in medicine he knew how to fix Viral nonetheless.

"You probably can't remember any of it because your mind won't let you," Aito explained, lifting a hand to rub at his chin thoughtfully. "It sounds like you have Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. That night, it's not something you want to think about, so your brain locked it away. Coincidentally it seems to have stored perhaps a bit more than that. Though I can't imagine why you would forget two and a half years just from a single event..."

Vegeta Jr came up to the screen then, smiling nervously as he stood by Viral. It was odd seeing the Beastman so emotional, he never showed this degree of expression before, unless it was anger or annoyance. "I might know what happened..." he offered, looking at the screen. "After... It occurred the scientists had subdued Viral. Doctor Ikura was still there, he managed to get Viral to calm down and they put him into a pod, for cryogenic sleep. I'm guessing... Something happened while he was in there that caused memory loss. Maybe some kind of damage?"

"Memory loss could be attributed to brain damage, no question about that..." Aito's mind was running at a hundred miles an hour now, trying to think things through on the spot. "The only issue with that theory though is with Viral's advanced healing he would have not kept the injury. Unless of course he was placed inside before the injury could be fixed. Unless we know precisely what happened to him before that fact then we can't say for certain what's causing it. And I can't quite come there and take a look at him..."

"Wait! Doctor Ikura should still be alive, he was only your age dad. We can definitely track him down back on Earth and ask him, he should know. Maybe since he helped work on Viral too he can fix this for us." Provided that the RRA hadn't gotten to Aito's old associate they would be able to find him and ask for help. Assuming the man was still sympathetic to Vegeta and his case they should have no problem getting him to agree either. Smiling at Viral then Vegeta Jr set a hand on his friend's back, giving it a gentle pat. "We'll solve this, don't worry. Even if I can't do it we'll find someone that can."

"As for your powers Viral... I think I can help with that as well..." Aito mused, smiling thoughtfully. "Your transformation is triggered by duress, as I said before. Considering what you've been through you're too tense, it's causing your energies to fluctuate uncontrollably. It's not unlike a Saiyan whose transformations can be triggered by rage, your emotions are strongly tied to your ability. So to regain control then you've got to become level headed, you need to stop berating yourself for all of your shortcomings and stop worrying that you're going to do something wrong again." Easier said than done certainly, but that was how it would become better. Once Viral could keep reign in on his emotions he wouldn't have to worry anymore. "Your powers are growing not because they're becoming stronger, it's because you're becoming stronger. Your abilities don't have an innate habit of growing, that's impossible. It's you who is more powerful. And once you're able to recognize that and be calm you won't have to worry about losing control."

"Viral, you will get better, we know you will. And we'll try to be here as much as we can to help, we swear. But this isn't something that we can do for you, as much as we want to. It's down to you and your friends to make it right, and we trust that you'll all do just that." June smiled sweetly again at the Beastman, hiding her distress behind the smile. He really was like a son to her, and seeing him so distraught broke her heart. What she wouldn't give at that moment to simply give him a hug and tell him everything would be okay. On a reflex she reached out as if to touch Viral, her hand hitting the window and pressing flat against it like glass. Disappointed she drew her hand back, holding it to her chest with a sigh.

"You have what it takes to beat this, son," June continued, blinking as a few tears fell unto her cheeks. "Just remember that mom and dad are watching over you even now, and we're rooting for you. I don't think anyone blames you for what happened, not anymore, and we all just want to see you be happy again. Go back to Earth with your friends, find Ikura, he'll make things right. And... You really should get used to calling Vegeta your brother... Because that's what he is."

"Your little brother no less," Aito joked lightly, smiling at Vegeta Jr's embarrassed blush. "You two need to take care of each other now that we're gone, okay? So long as you've got one another things will work out, and that's not even to mention all the friends you've made. Never feel like you're alone Viral, or that you have to do everything yourself. There's always people there for you, for the good and bad."

Vegeta, who had been quiet the majority of the time, gave a small roll of his eyes at Aito's last few words. Why had his family suddenly gone as soft as Kakarot's after his passing? Being more compassionate was fine, he'd become more that himself over the years. He had still retained his Saiyan demeanor, for the most part. His kin had become so human it seemed that they were scarcely Saiyan any longer, if only by birth. Even so, he'd be lying if said he didn't want Viral to get better as well. The man was a great warrior, it was a shame to lose someone of his caliber. And with all the trouble that Earth had been and no doubt would be facing they would need all the help they could get. Viral's home, Vegeta's home too, couldn't lose one of their greatest, not again.

"I'm sorry we can't give you something more to help, Viral. Until you get back to Earth don't be afraid to ask someone for help, or let them help you. They care, that's all, and nobody is going to think of you less for it." Aito then looked to T'charrl, curious about the Kaesstrian. "You're the one keeping this up, yes? How are you feeling?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"We want to see Vegeta too of course, but he's going to be okay if he waits a few minutes. We're more concerned about you." Aito could see clear as day how disturbed Viral was right now. He knew the Beastman inside and out, and to him it didn't need to be said that something was greatly bothering the man. Taking a stab in the dark he brought up their deaths, seeming to hit the nail right on the head. It had been such a long time since it had all happened, and yet Viral was still clearly beating himself up over it. Perhaps it was high time they lay down the facts and tell him what had really gone on. Maybe they could absolve him of guilt and he could be happy again.

"You're wrong Viral," Aito continued, shaking his head and lifting a hand to rub at his head. "You didn't kill us, at least not intentionally. Let me explain and maybe you'll understand." Looking over at June for a second he reached over, taking her hand in his before looking back at the Beastman. "When creating you we had run into a lot of roadblocks. Some DNA wouldn't fit with others and we couldn't get your genome to work properly. We actually had quite a few unsuccessful attempts at creating a Beastman before you, many that didn't even get past the zygotic stage. It was obvious that while we had the basic blueprints we were missing key components, we needed help. After some searching we found that help from another scientist. Former Red Ribbon Army bio-engineer Doctor Vendel Hirsch. He had done extensive research in artificial life before and had some of the missing parts that we needed. It wasn't the whole picture, but between myself, Doctor Hirsch and Doctor Ikura we managed to put the puzzle together. With three scientists working for day on end for nearly two years we finally managed to get a successful cell culture, which eventually would turn into an embryo, and later a fetus. Before we know it that fetus was maturing at an unbelievable rate and would turn into the world's first successful Beastman, you."

"Things were amazing, the first few weeks that you were 'born'. We had given you knowledge through neural tubes, almost like putting information into a computer. We gave you everything you would need to successfully protect Earth, what would become your home. Martial arts skills, survival skills, general academics, medical knowledge. Much of what you know is from that, though you're also blessed with an incredible ability to learn. You quickly began to pick up on nuances of human life, and went from being shy and detached to one of the family. You were as much a part of our lives as a child was, and we even treated you as such, even if you were near our age physically. It shouldn't be much surprise then that when Vegeta was born you were hand picked by us to watch him when we were busy, and we couldn't have been happier with our choice. The two of you together were ideal, you got along incredibly well and were almost inseparable. We knew we'd made the right choice, no doubt about it. Vegeta would have a playmate, then one day a teacher and later on an ally when it came to fighting, everything we could possibly hope for had come true."

Aito smiled sadly, taking a pause in his monologue to look back to June. They shared a silent, knowing gaze for a moment before he looked at Viral again, his smile wavering. "Unfortunately, not everyone had the same agenda. While it had been made clear what the intent of the project was initially it seems as though Doctor Hirsch had ulterior motives. With the resurgence of the Red Ribbon Army his old loyalties called to him and he went back to his old ways of things, hell bent on dominating the world under his and his comrades rule. He knew full well that with your creation it'd be nigh impossible for them to achieve anything, you would be too powerful. So they had to do the only thing they could think of to ensure their success. At some point he made a fail safe in your DNA, an anomaly that we hadn't seen. That anomaly was your transformation, or rather... A trigger for it. Under certain duress you change, as you've probably noticed. But you maintain control over yourself usually, that's the fail safe that I put in. Hirsch found a means to increase your aggression by dulling the nerves in the amygdala... Erm... The part of your brain that controls impulse. Since you have ingrained animal behaviors in you it was that part of your brain that keeps the violence in check. With his chemicals he could trigger this on cue and force a transformation with unbridled rage and blood lust. If he could get myself and Doctor Ikura out of the way he could have you as a weapon, and he had the means to do it. So... He did."

Aito saw no need to go on with that little bit. Everyone present probably knew the rest, and he certainly didn't want to revisit the matter. He wasn't going to make Viral go through it again, clearly the Beastman was feeling at fault for what had been done. Well, now was the time to clear the air and let his conscience be at ease at last.

"My point is this; It was not your fault. You quite literally had no control over your actions that day. In fact, I vividly remember you resisting as best you could, you knew full well what would happen if things were taken from your control. If anyone is to blame for what became of us it's Doctor Hirsch, not yourself. You were a tool for him, a means for him to get what he wanted. None of what went on was your fault."

"And that's why we forgive you, wholeheartedly. And it's why we don't think you failed us." June began, smiling gently at Viral. "You had done everything we had hoped for, better than we could have hoped for. The fact that you became a victim of a madman's plot doesn't change that. In fact, I shouldn't even say that we forgive you, because we never blamed you in the first place for any of it. We just haven't been able to tell you that until now." Hopefully some of what was being said would help, the Beastman so desperately needed to have his mind put at ease. She could see it in his features, in the very way he held himself, he was at the lowest point of his life. "Please, hear us out Viral. We want to help you because we consider you our family too. We consider you to be a child as every bit as we do Vegeta, don't you see that? To us you're another son, and we could never hate you, or shun you. We just want you to be happy, that's all we've wanted," June added, smiling tearfully as she rubbed at her eyes with the back of her hand. "I know that after hearing this Vegeta won't stay angry, and we only hope the two of you can be close again, like you used to be."

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

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Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

"I would never dream of saying something solely to annoy you," Tora replied, feigning shock before smiling cheekily. "Or maybe I would. I guess you know me pretty well already don't you?" Yeah, no doubt about it, he was on Jocelyn's shit list. Her brother Aidan might have been teasing right along with him but he wasn't being chided nearly as much as the new kid was. Being a sibling had that perk to it, he supposed. Not that he'd know, most of his teasing ended up like it had with the Princess, not exactly making friends with people. Chuckling under his breath Tora glanced back at Jocelyn as she told him to clam up, making a zipping motion on his lips and tossing away the key before flashing a thumbs up. That much he could do, he was getting a little bored with tormenting her anyways. There came a certain point where the person was so bothered near anything you said could get to them, and she was well beyond that point by now. There wasn't a lot of fun then in continuing, may as well call it a day.

Tora didn't even need to say a single word to enjoy himself, Jocelyn was more than taking care of things. Getting into fights, by the sound of it, was practically a hobby of hers. Certainly not one that Aidan appeared to be fond of. Hearing her justification of what had happened definitely put it in an interesting light, and showed just how vindictive she could be. It was certainly true that Jenna girl had started things, and her friends hadn't been the most passive either, helping their midget friend out. The chance of seeing her actually fight was enticing, he did want to know just what she was capable of. Not very princess-like, fighting with other girls, but again she wasn't exactly a princess just yet. All Jocelyn was at the moment was a bratty teenage girl and about as far from royalty as one could get. Tora half expected there to be an actual brawl tomorrow, but Aidan quickly shot that idea down with a stern warning to do no such thing. He couldn't help but give the other boy an accusatory glare, sighing and looking out the window dejected. Some hair pulling would be fun, and maybe someone would lose their shirt in the process. Hm... He wondered what Jocelyn looked like in her undies..,

The conversation was then redirected in Tora's direction, and hearing himself addressed after such a lewd thought made him tense up slightly. With nothing of the sorts being asked he smiled, looking back at Aidan and giving a faint nod of his head. Now he was being questioned, hopefully he could remember everything he had been told.

"Yeah, I'm new to the school. Just moved here from Ellsworth, up in Maine." Hopefully they bought that much, seeing as he had an accent faintly reminiscent of someone from the UK. For good measure he figured to touch on that, seeing as a little more lying couldn't hurt. "Came over here with my parents from Inverness, Scotland. Mom and dad ended up going back though, didn't like it a ton. Since I was 18 though they let me stay with some relatives. They were kind of... Weird, so I moved down here to get away from them." Maine was his cover, but Inverness had been completely pulled out of his butt. Tora thought it was wise to at least touch on his accent a little bit just in case they questioned him later. So long as they didn't ask about specifics, he mused, he ought to be okay.

"Sorta... We were in Chemistry together, and of course she made me do all the work. But I am a gentleman after all, so I did it anyways." Tora fibbed, grinning at the expected snap that would be coming his way. Okay, maybe just one more little tease, he couldn't help himself. "We split the work really, and I thought it was fun anyways. So I sort of... Pestered her throughout the day. I don't know anyone else but her here yet, or her friend Tony, so it's kind of nice having someone to talk to." Seeing a chance to put himself in a better light he turned around in his seat, smiling back at Jocelyn as cutely as he could. "Seriously though, sorry about being a huge pain in the ass today. Just having some fun, getting acquainted with the new school and everything. No hard feelings, yeah?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Hurt them...? Now why would anyone hurt them...?" That just wasn't fair, he couldn't get why anyone would attack the Yardratians. Then again humans had proven time and time again to fear the unknown. They had freaked out when Viral had been in the city, and even before when Takeshi was living on his own. A stupid reaction, especially when it was hostile. Considering how he used to be and how Viral could be it was a miracle no one had their head knocked off for saying something or trying to attack out of fright. Smiling at Goku the young Saiyan nodded his head, rubbing at the bottom of his nose sheepishly. "I won't hurt them, I swear. Give me a little credit will you? I've gotten better." Takeshi reached over and slung an arm around Shu's shoulders, wondering if his sibling might want to learn the technique as well. Rather than ask though he looked back to the portal, noticing how his brother was focused on it. Vegeta had come back from his little trip, and apparently he'd brought someone with him.

Vegeta Jr wasn't too sure how he should feel about seeing his parents again. It was nice no doubt, it had been almost two decades since he had looked at anything other than a simple photo or watched an old family video. It was a refreshing change of pace, even if they were literally a world away from him right now. Seeing them now also made it a little more painful, as it was a reminder of just how much he missed them. A greeting from his father was enough for him to sit on for the time being, there were other people that the Saiyan wanted to speak to. There was so much to talk about, but he'd have to wait his turn. Looking over at Viral he smiled a bit, going over to join Yumi sitting off to the side. Whatever they had to talk about was their business alone, he'd respect that.

"That's right Viral, it's me. Nice to see you again." Aito chimed, smiling gently again. To his dismay the Beastman didn't seem to share his sentiments, quickly beginning to back off and away from the Saiyan, averting his gaze. "Why can't I speak to you? We came here to see you and our son, will you honor our wishes? If it's too much to ask then we understand."

"There's no reason to be afraid, Viral." June spoke this time, smiling sweetly as she let go of her husband, walking closer to the screen and looking directly at the Beastman. "Please talk to us? We've missed both of you so much, it's why we came. To see our son, and to see you. What's the matter? You can talk to us, you know you can."

Takeshi watched Viral with an air of curiosity, not exactly understanding what was going on at first. When it was made apparent that these were Vegeta Jr's parents it hit him like a brick wall, his jaw dropping in surprise. Those two were definitely dead, by the Beastman's hand, This was a really, really awkward meeting then. Deciding then it was probably best to follow their friend's lead he gently took Shu's hand, leading him away from the screen and back towards the house, dropping down on his rear on the grass and gesturing for the other boy to do the same. No point in getting in the middle of this conversation.

"Viral... Listen to me, we want to talk to you, we really do," Aito said, smiling sadly. "What's keeping you from us? You used to be more than happy to see us. Is it over what happened?"

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Takeshi was enthusiastic about Goku being back, it meant the plan worked. What a huge relief it was to have his squad's families safe at last, it was a massive weight off not only his shoulders but probably theirs as well. That guy was incredible, no doubt about it, he was a sure bet for whenever they were in a pinch. With all the help that Goku had given them it was beginning to become a little difficult to remember precisely why he idolized Vegeta in the first place. Sure, the man was powerful too, and he had this sort of stoic, prideful demeanor that Takeshi had idolized when he was younger. Now, after having a family for some time and getting a better idea of how things were supposed to work he was finding Goku a much better role model and idol. He'd always revere Vegeta to some degree, the man was great in his own right, but really not the kind of guy a kid should be striving to be like. As much as they were all grateful for Goku's help the older boy realized that realistically they couldn't always count on him for assistance. It was sheer luck they'd gotten in touch with him this time, and goodness knows how they'd manage if T'charrl wasn't around. One of them then could definitely make use of instant transmission, if they ever needed it again. Takeshi had to try and ask then, for his and the others sakes.

"Really? There are some of those people living on Earth?" Takeshi repeated, eyebrows raised in surprise. He'd never seen a single one in all his life, though it wasn't as if he knew what they looked like anyways. When they returned home he'd have to keep an eye out, perhaps ask around. If nothing else he could always go to Dende and ask for their location, surely the Earth's guardian could pick them out. Instant transmission would definitely be helpful to have, it'd mean if they were ever in a pinch they'd have a way out of it. "I do, I do want to learn! You've helped us so much with it!" Takeshi continued, smiling brightly as he balled his hands up. "We can do a lot with that kind of ability, so I'll definitely track them down. Thanks!"

"Seriously, what's wrong with being saved? I thought you two would be happy to be gone!" Kabocha groaned, smacking his own forehead. "Are you even going to thank me? I mean the king was probably going to kill you two, you know. I think that deserves a thanks."

"I was about to get a promotion Kabocha, and now I can't even go back to being a private at this point," Mizuna chided, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes. "My military career is ruined, and now I'm as much a heretic as those rebels. And whose to say the king was going to kill us?"

"My illustrious career... All my things... Gone..." Gobo whined, sinking down onto his knees and grabbing his head fitfully. "Years of collecting, all those expensive purchases, now they're going to be plundered and sold off! My wealth gone!"

Kabocha couldn't believe his parents, they were complaining about the most ridiculous of things. Seriously, they were alive, wasn't that good enough? So what if they weren't getting a promotion, or lost a few items, those weren't important. If he could put aside his ambition and recognize that then by all means his folks ought to be able to do the same. Shaking his head he looked over to his two friends, smiling faintly as he gestured to his own parents.

"Want to trade guys? Buy one get one free."

Gregory, who had been hovering idly by since Goku's return now had a rather surprised look on his face. Seeing something off screen he floated over to the Saiyan's side, grabbing his shirt sleeve and giving it a tugging to try and get his attention, gesturing to the direction he had been looking. Vegeta was on his way back, rather quickly at that, and being tailed by another two individuals. It was hard to recognize the two that were following behind the man, at first anyways. As they closed in and Vegeta landed first Gregory got a better look at his companions, eyes wider than usual in surprise. So he'd brought those two all the way here, but why? Looking at the screen he instantly figured it out, wondering if it was such a good idea. Raising a hand and opening his mouth to say something about it he instead squealed as he was shoved off screen and the Saiyan took his place.

"Where is my grandson? Or great-grandson...? Whatever he is, where is he?" Vegeta snapped, edging his way into the screen. Vegeta Jr came back into the shot, having taken aside Yumi to let her cool off after Gregory's comments. He was there, and so was Viral, perfect. Smiling proudly the Saiyan stood up, giving Goku a small pushing as he got both himself and his rival off of the screen to let the others come on. "Before you kids go run off again, I found a few people that need to have a word with Viral and my grandson. So keep your damn mouths shut for a second, will you?"

"Honestly grandfather... Do you have to talk like that to them?"

Vegeta Jr looked at the empty screen in shock, looking like he had just seen a ghost. That voice, it sounded eerily familiar. He almost wanted to place it but was afraid too, perhaps terrified he was going to be disappointed. Then a figure walked on screen, and he could swear his heart had stopped. It was another Saiyan, perhaps thirty years of age at most, dressed in a simple white shirt and pair of jeans. His hair was short and cropped, though there were hints of all too familiar widows peaks prevalent in his hairline. The hair itself was a light black, almost gray color, resembling both his father and grandfather's hues. No doubt about it, he knew exactly who this man was. For the first time in 17 years he was face to face with none other than his father. Simply too shocked to say anything at the moment all Vegeta Jr could do was take a small step back, jaw hanging slightly as he blinked wordlessly.

"Nice to see you too, son." Aito joked lightly, smiling at Vegeta Jr. Putting his hands on his hips he chuckled a bit, looking off screen and gesturing someone else over to meet him. A woman of roughly the same age then joined him on screen, sporting short blonde hair and a vibrant pair of blue eyes. She wore a black sleeveless shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans, dressed a fair bit younger than perhaps she should be. Standing at Aito's side the young Saiyan was again thrown through another loop, this was his mother. Why were they here now all of a sudden?

"M-Mom...? Dad...? I... I don't understand..." What reason had they been brought here? He knew they were dead, he didn't need to see them for closure. Sure he missed them, but was this supposed to solve anything? If Vegeta had a reason for bringing them here then it was beyond his grandson to figure out. "What are you doing here...? I mean... I'm happy to see you... But why?"

Aito smiled gently as he put an arm around June's waist, looking at her for a moment before back to their child. There was so much they'd like to say right now, and a lot they wanted to know. They had been able to observe him to some degree over the years but this was the first time in a long while they'd seen him at all. They would love to chat with him for hours on end if they could, but there were things they had to do.

"We were asked to come here for something, since it seems like somebody needs our help. So son, please excuse us just for a minute, we need to do this." Aito looked around on the screen for any signs of the Beastman, disappointed when he couldn't spot him right away. "Viral...? Are you still there? It's Aito, can we talk please?"

Legend of Zelda: The Templar Crusade

Think I'm okay actually >.>" Only had responded to the end of your post, so just had to edit something in the end. Yey ^^"

Legend of Zelda: The Templar Crusade

Ah crap, should I uh.... Edit my post now? xD Didn't realize you had posted.