You're Gonna Miss Me DBZ Fiction

For Good Measures

(Goten's POV)

The next 30 minutes were like a blur to me. It was the best fighting I have ever experienced in my short life. It was all great until me and Trunks split. Our fusion time ended. Trunks looked at me. "What do we do now?" He whispered. I looked at Armo. He was on the ground and I was pretty sure he didn't want to get up. Lord Laba came down and blew Armo to pieces. My heart stirred. He just killed his team. Who in the 12 universes kills another team mate? From what I heard from Gohan, Frieza did that to his soldiers but whatever. "Useless Space Trash." Lord Laba mumbled. I flew back to where most of my family were. "So, did you have fun?" My dad said. "The best fun I had in years." I laughed. Lord Laba flew into the sky with his peeps and then they all disappeared. I didn't really know what happened. Vegeta looked furious so something had to be up. Lord Laba's ki wasn't anywhere to be sensed. "What a bag of chickens." Trunks folded his arms. "What happened?" I asked. "They disappeared and from what I am sensing, they aren't on the planet anymore." Trunks filled me in with the juicy stuff. "Really? Why would they do that? We weren't even the strongest fighters." I said. Trunks shrugged. "We should go around the world and look for them. You know, for good measures." Trunks suggested. I looked at my dad for an answer but he seemed to be thinking and he doesn't do that to often. "Go ahead." Vegeta said. I whipped around to look at him. Did he really just say that? Trunks celebrated silently and flew into the air. I followed close behind him. "This is going to be fun." He zoomed ahead of me.

I caught up with Trunks. "Where do we start?" I asked. "The mountains. Duh. That's where all bad guys go." He laughed. "I thought they went to Hell." I was pretty confused. "That too, but when they are still living, they go to the mountains." Trunks made it clear. "How do you know?" I asked. "I don't know, it just seems pretty cliche if you ask me." Trunks flew a little faster. Cliche? What does that mean? I don't wanna ask Trunks though.

The mountains were cold but it was a pretty sight to see. "C'mon, I think this is the way to that creepy bunker I saw a while back." Trunks led the way. I started shivering and my snot was freezing to my nose. Too cold, how do people live here? I saw footprints, large footprints. "Are we following these?" I asked. Trunks nodded. I powered up to a super saiyn. It was warmer that way. The sun seemed to go away slowly. Before I knew it, it was night time. All you could see was the snow in front of you. "Look." Trunks said. I looked down the slope of the mountain, there were little lights down the mountain. "Trunks, its a city." I pointed out. "I know, lets go." He started to fly. Flying in bad weather is like flying with poop stuck to your face. Don't ask, just go along with it.

Sorry I haven't updated in forever, but here is a little something. Sorry if its terrible but I felt bad seeing all the views and I didn't update. So yeah. Much Luv, and I will update soon. (That could be forever :(           )