Now, with your attention, I would like to present:

                                                          A New Life

                                                            Part 1

A woman walked steadally down the streets of a small town in Canada. She had a grocery bag in one hand, and her perce in another. The skies were cloudy and threatening to rain down on the earth. The sweet air of new spring floated in the air. The woman came to a crosswalk. Making sure no cars were coming she crossed the road. Her hair was grey at the roots and was working up slowely. Her face was smooth, all but the rinkles at the bottom of her mouth and eyes, which came from extreme stress. She wore a grey long scurt and blouse. Her eye's were deep black with the endless fire of a fighter, though they were worn out with age.

As she came to the otherside of the road, a group of young thug looking adults watched her and walked slowely behind the unsuspecting woman. The woman hulted at a bus stop and waited pationtly for the bus to arrive. The thugs caught up to the old lady and started the circle her like sharks. She remained still and stared straight ahead.

One thug said in a rasby voice "Give me all your money old lady, and maby will leave you be." She answered with a chuckle and looked over at the thug in the eyes.

"Now, you wouldn't hurt an old lady like me, would you? I wouldn't like that at all." She said loudly. One thug behind her advanced to grab her. She disappeared and reappeared behind him. She punched him in the back and kicked his feet out from under him. The other thugs leaped at her, but she jumped up till her feet were level with the men's face. She spun in the air and hit them all in the face with her black highhills. She dropped down to the pavement in fighting stance.

One man pulled a knife out on her and took a powerful swing at her. She flipped out of his way and jumped with grace of a panthier and kicked him in his unguarded stomach. He went down for the count. She stood there, while the other thugs picked themselves out.

" I subjest you go home." She said with clear black eyes. The thugs decided to take her advice and ran as fast as they could.

ChiChi went back and picked up her grocery bag just as the bus came up. She got on and sat down with a sigh. It was getting harder and harder to beat street trash like that these days.

**

High above the ground, in a large Fur tree, a lone figure watched the old lady beat the boys around. He smiled. It will be fun meeting her again. Ah yes, and we will be together. Weither you like it or not, dear ChiChi....

**

Goten looked up from his computer momentarily at ChiChi as she walked in the door, wet from the downpour that had just started. He got up and helped her out of her wet coat and put away the groceries in the cubord. She smilied and hugged her good son. He was now 27 years old, and a strong hansom man. It was beyond her why he didn't have a wife yet. He always said he hadn't found the right girl.

After Goten had got his degree in medicine, he decided to become a vertranarian. He later got a call from ChiChi, asking if he would like to live with her in Canada. She wasn't helpless, but she was getting old, and no one wanted to higher an old lady for a job. So they lived in the same warm appartment for 2 years. He worked at a local vet and supported them both.

" So what were you doing aside from buying stuff?" Goten asked. She had been out for all day. As she told him the events of the day, she studied his apperance. He had cut his hair profentionly short, though it still pooked out at all ends (I now the feeling. -.-+) if he didn't put huge amounts of gel on his head. His face was strong and hansom. He had lost alot of his joy-joy looks when he came into adulthood, but they were still there. He had dark black eye's with such deep affect, they memorized everyone who looked at them. He wore a sweater and jeans, but you still could see he was well built and was not to be messed with. He noticed her staring at him, and cocked his neck at a weird angle to see what she was doing. She snapped out of it, and continued her story.

"...And then I kicked him in the stomache and the thug ran for his life," finished ChiChi. Goten laughed a deep male laugh. "So Goten, how was your new patint today?" ChiChi asked. "Well after Mrs. Henvery parted with her beloved Fluffy, the opperation went very good. Fluffy should recover fine in afew days." Goten answered about the little poodle he had resently worked on.

"Well mom, as much as I enjoy chatting with you, I promised myself earlier that I'd go for a run today. You can come if you want," Goten offerd. ChiChi shook her head and headed off to start cooking dinner. So Goten grabbed his rain coat and headed out to the rather large park near their appartment. Goten admired the beauty of the new leaves and flowers that sprung around the walking trail.

Suddenly, he felt a fimilar presance. He stopped jogging and stood in the middle of the trail. It was so fimilar, yet..... not. There were no words to discribe it. It felt angry and twisted..... and something else. The power signature was very high, yet was defently being pushed down. He looked around suddenly getting the feeling he was being watched. He slid into fighting stance as he tried to find out where the ki was coming from. He soon figured it was coming from on his left, in the brush. He readied himself and flung himself into the bushes to catch whatever was spying on him.

But the Spy was ready, he lept up into the air and moved behind Goten so fast he only looked like a blur. Goten was too shocked to do anything. As the figure spun out of the brush, right past Goten, all he could see is a dark blur as the person came up behind him and felt his hand clamp onto the back of his neck. Goten struggled to get out of the strangling hands but couldn't find any weakness's in the person's defences. He needed air quick. His lungs began to ache. The person laughed a deep male laugh. Goten thrashed wildly trying to brake the hold on his neck desperately as his world infront of his eyes was getting darker.

The man holding Goten's neck felt him weakening as his knee's buckled. He held his mouth close to the demi-saiyan's ear and let his hot breath run down Goten's neck making him shiver as he whispered "Good night, Son Goten."

And with that Goten fell unconsious from lack of oxygen. Then man released Goten's neck, letting him fall to the ground. He stood quietly studding the boy- no adult now. Damn, the time flied by. He bent down to make sure Goten was breathing again as he thought: "Good, his stable. The first part of my brillant plan is finished. Soon ChiChi, soon. We will be together forever again. Soon........"

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