The Lost Female Saiyan [COMPLETE]

Four Years, The Woman's Identity

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I had just came out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber with my brother, as usual with torn armor and stupid grins on our faces. These 4 years have been non-stop training and quite un-expecting events. I stretch my limbs from the soreness and looked up at my brother.

"Hey sis, I think you should get back to ChiChi's place. You know she has a meeting to go to at Goten's school." Goku tells me.

"Yeah yeah I'm on my way, I bet I'm not the only one hungry so." I said.

I waved to him and flew off towards ChiChi's place. I grew a few inches taller and my hair was a bit more spiked down to my waist. I think I'm going to cut it down to my shoulders. I'm gonna soon start looking like Super Saiyan 3. I spun around like a plan in the air and then soon landed in front of my sister-in-law's house.

"ChiChi! I'm here to pick her up!" I called out, knocking.

ChiChi opened the door with a small baby in her hands. She smiled in her formal attire and handed me the small infant. So adorable you are. I looked up at her and bowed in thanks. She waved it off to me and lightly laughed, saying I don't need to be formal with her anymore.

"She was sleeping almost the whole day." ChiChi tells me.

"Alright. Thank you so much again. See ya, Goten!" I said happily.

He gave me a small smile and waved. I laughed and flew back to to Bulma's place, holding the child in my arms tightly. Flying with a child is actually easy. It's a great workout with the weight. Once I reached there, Bulla opened the door. Last I saw her, she was 5. Now she is 9. She's grown! Look at her little dress!

"Mommy! Athena is here!" Bra yelled.

I smiled as Bulla hugged me. I told her to be careful because I have a child in my hands. Bulma came over and greeted me. I entered the corporation and looked at a few boxes scattered around in her lobby. Awesome, now I gotta set them up at home. The boxes were full of baby clothes and all the essentials. I thanked her for the help. Trunks comes up from behind me and kisses my cheek.

"Hey. I have Willow in my hands so do you mind carrying the boxes?" I asked.

"No problem, let's hurry home so we can unpack them." He tells me.

He took the boxes as we flew back to the house. I opened it, settling the baby down in her baby crib. I folded her new clothes into a drawer and set down some new toys for her to play with when she gets a little older. Can't wait to see what kind of fighter you'll be when you come to age.

"She cause any trouble?" He asks me.

"Really? This little girl slept the whole time." I responded.

After a few short hours, I fed our child and flew her towards the gang. Krillin's daughter Marron wanted to hold the baby. I had her sit down and gently hold Willow in her small arms. She giggled as the infant wrapped her tiny hand around the carrier's hand.

"She might be a bit heavy. She is 11 months old." I handed her the child.

From a distance a time machine landed in front and out came the woman from years ago. She approaches us with a smile since the last time we met. Am I going to finally know who you are? She looks so familiar now, I just can't put my finger on it.

"Seems that all of your energies have increased over the years." She guessed.

"Duh, we were given four years to train. I've never felt so strong!" I exclaimed.

Vegeta kept glaring at the woman, noticing nothing changed from her. She came closer to us and glanced at my child, laughing gently to herself. That smile, it's just like my kid's. Now that I'm really looking at her... No it couldn't be.

"Willow, there is something red behind the hair covering your eye. What's up with that?" Goku asks.

Vegeta, Piccolo, and the woman named Willow went into shock. Me and Trunks went into confusion. Wait did I hear correctly?! Did I seriously guess that correctly?! I rushed up to her and examined her as much as possible. I had many questions running around in my head. I looked at her than at my child multiple times. Trunks picked up our child and compared their faces and structure. An almost perfect match. This whole time she was our daughter?!

"Y-You're our daughter this whole time?! I can't believe it, now I know why you look so familiar!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, my name is Willow. My mother and father are the both of you. I apologize I didn't say anything, but if I did than I most likely wouldn't have existed." She replied.

"Well, at least you have your reasoning. Your manners are good as well, glad you weren't taught horribly." Trunks added.

Now that I really look at her, her hair is purple like Trunks but darker. She has my eyes and her father's height. I held her cheek in amazement, she grasped my hand gently with a soft grin. She is just like me, attitude and all. She really is our daughter.

"It's alright mom, I know it seems shocking. But now, we must get ready for the battle." Teen Willow tells me.

I slowly nodded. Teen Willow looked at Goku. She lifted up the hair covering her eye, showing her skin all burnt. I was horrified at the sight, it looked all dried up and decayed. It was all over right left eye, but at least I was still able to see her brown orbs instead of a damaged one.

"What happened?!" Trunks asked.

"Raion. He knew that you and my mother would have me. So since the baby is 11 months old, in 12 years she will get burnt. It could've been avoidable, but I was stubborn." She replied.

I growled in anger. This is all confusing. But I'm not having that fool hurt my daughter! I gritted my teeth and took back the infant in my arms. Her hands were waving at me and kept on her giggling. I refuse to have him touch you. I'll make sure he is rid of for good. I looked back up at the future one, examining her left eye.

"I swear to you that he will never touch you. Now let's wait for this son of a bitch to show his face so I can show him how much I've grown." I growled.

"Yeah, I won't let anyone hurt you as he did in your timeline. As your father I forbid this." Trunks adds.

"As parents should be, thank you both. Now all we have to do is sit back and wait." Willow said.