Here you guys have it, sorry for the huge delay. I might not be able to update this story as much as I could in the past due to many things arising in my life. New stories, animations, and making my way to prep-college and senior year now only a turn around the corner of the block. I'll try my best to continue writing this fanfic to the best of my ability, I swear to you guys that I will a least update this fanfic once a year, and if I can, more often. I haven't forgotten about you at all my fellow girls and guys (if there are any here, reading).

So without further adieu, I present to you the long awaited, Chapter 13 to this glorious fanfic.

Again, sorry for the delay.

-FutureTrunks98

"What are you three young men doing here?" A voice erupted from the group's front, a petite woman walking up to them.

Retaining their usual positions and standing up normally, Trunks spoke out, "We are here to see Madam Tsukino."

"What for?" Eva spoke out, crossing her arms.

"W-Well . . . y-you see."

Trunks began to sweat buckets at the strong hearted lady before him, now staring at him and his companions with ice cold, shard eyes. He had no clue what to say now to let himself be escorted in.

"These people . . . they are horrible! They should know very well who I am and all the disasters they have committed under my family name. Not only covering up, but killing my sister Bulla! They will pay and we will get our revenge!"

"My name is T-"

"Oh, you guys are finally here I see!" Another voice interrupted from above them.

Trunks looked up and tilted his head, "Uh what?"

"Mr. Tsukino! Please go back to your room, we don't want you to get hurt do we now?" Eva stormed, her eyes widened.

"Hurt? He looks completely fine to - "

Gohan then shut his mouth as he took a good look at the older male on the balcony above him, now noticing he was on a wheelchair. A gulp ran down his throat before he tapped Trunks' shoulder, now feeling the same worry as Eva expressed.

"Um, Trunks. That woman there is right . . . don't you see?"

"Huh?" Trunks looked mildly confused as he glanced back at Gohan.

"That man . . . is on a wheelchair."

"Please wait boys, I'll be down in a minute."

"No, Mr. Tsukino!" Eva ran back into the mansion as the treesome exchanged glances.

"Should we?" Goku asked.

"We should, this might be our only and last opportunity to be able to get into this house and find out what happened to Bulla once and for all."

"For Bulla, anything." Gohan spoke.

Trunks nodded, facing back towards the house and running after Eva.

A large crashing sound arose from upstairs, the well muscled men running up to see what had happened.

There stood Eva with Mr. Tsukino in her arms, nearly falling off the stairs that led down.

The crew ran up to them and quickly helped the elderly man up and back onto his wheelchair.

"Thank you guys so much, not only do you come about and save my life in the midst of nowhere, but also to help our entire family."

"Help?" Trunks looked confused, "That's what I least want to do!"

"Why yes, aren't you the ones I hired not long ago to help create a house for our recently married couple of the family?"

"Uh, well . . . "

"Say yes Trunks." Goku sent a mental message to Trunks, "It's the only way we can stay here and solve down what happened to Bulla."

The elite from the future let out a sigh before offering a smile to Mr. Tsukino, "Why yes, when are we planned to begin construction again?"