Sorry for the wait guys! I really am! I got kinda caught up in my other books and when ever I would want to make a new chater for thsi one, i would have horrible writers block. But I finally got an idea! And here it is....Chapter 13!!

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It has been a two weeks since the discovery of the second incarnate. Dr. Briefs, Bulma, and Trunks have put their minds together and are working around the clock to make another energy-suppressant bracelet like the one given to Rochelle for her birthday. Although it has not been an easy task; making the design and putting it together was easy, finding the parts was near impossible. So that's what the three have been doing for the past two weeks, brainstorming ideas to get Benjamin's energy under control so that his side of Broly does not show.

For Rochelle, Felicia, and Goten, and Trunks when he isn't in the lab, it has been nothing but non-stop training. They have been in the gravity chamber twice a day for two hours each for the past fourteen days. Vegeta and Goku collectively have been conducting the Saiyan teens training; and they were not going easy on any of them. All of them training as Super Saiyans and all of them close to unconsciousness each time they come out of the gravity chamber.

However for Rochelle, the physical training isn't what's taking the strongest toll on her body. Every night, since the day she came in contact with the second incarnate, she has had horrible night terrors; ones of a world in complete ruin. A thick cloud of ash would cover the skies and smoke and the ground would be covered in the wreckage of a great battle. She would see buildings ruined, cars torn as though they were paper, and people walking the streets either severely wounded or trying to help the ones close to death. It was a horrible scene that would bring Rochelle into hysteria.

"Don't." Rochelle whispers in her sleep. She turns onto her side, burying her head in the pillow, "Benjamin, stop this." She whispers again, this time a little more audible. She turns again violently onto her other side. Unconsciously she grips the sheets of her bed, "This isn't like you." She whispers, again more audible than the last. Rochelle flops onto her back, writhing underneath the sheets from her awful night terror, "It's all Broly!" She yells in her sleep.

Unknown to Rochelle, Felicia, Goten, and Trunks all stand in the doorway, watching the Saiyan struggling to get a peaceful nights sleep.

"Poor Rochelle." Felicia says, looking into her friend's room at the Capsule Corp. building. She pulls the sleeves of her light green, long-sleeve nightshirt so they cover her hands and rolls the top of her black sweat pants. She takes her attention away from Rochelle and towards the two boys who stand next to her, "I wish there as something we could do."

"Believe me," Trunks starts, leaning against the doorway in his white base, blue sleeve Capsule Corp. T-shirt and gray sweat pants, "If there was anything we could do, it would be done by now."

Goten huffs placing his hands behind his head, lifting up the base of his orange T-shirt away from the waistband of his gray sweat pants, "So your saying that there isn't anything we can do for Rochelle."

"It's like waking up a person who's sleep walking. We can't just wake her up." Trunks explains, closing his eyes and yawing a bit, "If she hears our voices in her sleep, we may appear in her night terrors; that would only make enduring those night terrors that much worse."

"That's right," Felicia says, "I know for me, seeing my loved ones hurt or killed in my dreams makes them worse."

"And that's why we can't go barging in and waking her up." Trunks says, looking into Rochelle's bedroom. It broke his heart seeing anybody like this; the fact that is was Rochelle made it ten times worse. He knew that there wasn't much he could do for her and that's would make his heart break even more for her.

A scream pierces the air and Rochelle bolts up from her horizontal position in bed; her body damp with a cold sweat and her heart beating a million miles a minute. She musters the strength to push her back against the wall and hug her knees into her chest. She sits there, her body trembling, as the group of three Saiyan teens come running into her room.

Felicia and Trunk sat on either side of her double-sized bed by her pillow. Goten made his way to the middle of the bed and sat cross-legged in front of Rochelle.

"Rochelle, calm down." Trunks places an arm around Rochelle's shoulders and almost immediately Rochelle buried her face in Trunks' shoulder.

Felicia scoots closer and places a hand on Rochelle's back, "It's okay Rochelle." She says, trying to calm her trembling friend.

Goten places a hand on Rochelle's knee, "We are all here now."

After a few moments, Rochelle lifts her head off of Trunks' shoulder. She adjusts her black tan top and rolls up the bottoms of her dark gray sweatpants so that she is not so hot. She does not speak as she pulls her knees back to her chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Goten asks sincerely.

Rochelle lifts her head off of her knees and looks to everyone around her, "It was the same as the last four nights," She says, running her fingers through her messy hair, "Benjamin turns into Broly and he destroys the city. But I could not move to stop him, and you three were all dead under a tree in the city park." Her tone is plain, vacant of any emotion what so ever.

"That's what I was afraid of." Trunks says, taking his arm off of Rochelle's shoulders, "That dream seems to be the same as that other dream you had a few weeks ago. On the day of your birthday."

"It's basically the same" Rochelle says letting her head fall back and hit the wall with a light thud, "Except in these dreams, I know who the faceless person is. And I know I'm not strong enough to beat him."

"That's not true and you know it!" Felicia yells, leaning in towards Rochelle.

"Yes it is!" Rochelle yells back in a stern tone, "It's like Ben can get into my mind and mess with it! Then all I can do is stand there and watch while you all die in front of me!" Rochelle covers her mouth after speaking, she didn't mean to yell at Felicia when she knew that she was just trying to help, "I'm sorry...I'm just tired from not getting enough sleep."

Trunks again wraps an arm around Rochelle's shoulder and pulls her close without saying a word. Rochelle was a little thrown off a bit this time by Trunks sudden actions of affection. A heat rises to her cheeks when Trunks places his head in the crook of her neck. She could feel his soft hair tickle her neck, and this made Rochelle blush a little bit harder. "I'm sorry." He finally says.

"For what?" Rochelle asks, slightly confused by Trunks apology.

"For not trying to help you with making these nightmares any better." He responds sliding his hand down so that is was resting above Rochelle's elbow.

Meanwhile Goten and Felicia exchange a few wards with each other telepathically, "Should we take this as our cue to leave?" Goten asks, his eyes quickly shifting from Felicia to Trunks and Rochelle.

"Probably." Felicia responds, She then turns from Goten and looks to Trunks and Rochelle, "Goten and I are going to head back to our rooms." Felicia says, getting off of Rochelle's bed.

"Yeah, we all have to be at the Gravity Chamber early tomorrow." Goten says, also getting off of the bed and walking towards the door way with Felicia, "Feel better Rochelle." He says.

Then Goten and Felicia leave the two Saiyans alone in Rochelle's room. For a little while after Felicia and Goten had left, Trunks and Rochelle did not even notice their absence. They were lost in their own little world, and it was a world that neither one of them wanted to leave. The two stay like this for another ten minutes. They do not speak; Rochelle just sits there wrapped in Trunks' strong arms.

"Are alright to go back to sleep?" Trunks asks after a few silent minutes of doing nothing but holding Rochelle in his arms.

Rochelle hangs her head a little bit. She really did not want Trunks to leave. She was afraid that once her he was gone, she would fall asleep and have another night terror, "I guess..." She says, lying straight through her teeth.

Trunks lifts his head off of Rochelle's shoulder and unwraps his arm from around her body. He turns and stands up from the side of the bed. "Alright...I'll see you tomorrow morning." He begins to walk away from Rochelle's bed and towards the doorway. But Rochelle just felt so unsafe without someone with her in her room. And this was so unlike Rochelle to feel unsafe about anything. Trunks gets to the doorway and turns to go down the hallway

"Trunks!" Rochelle yells to him suddenly, straightening herself out on the bed so that her legs were out in front of her and she was sitting up tall. Trunks comes back to the doorway and leans in it, waiting for and answer to why Rochelle had called him back to the room, "Would...would it be..." Rochelle falters a bit, trying to find the right words, "be to much...to ask you to...um..." She just couldn't bring herself to do it for some reason.

"You want me to stay with you." Trunks says, voicing the words that Rochelle was struggling so hard to find, "Am I right?" Rochelle's face turns a bright red. Even she knew that asking Trunks to stay with her in her room would be a stretch, regardless of them being friends for so many years. Rochelle nods, not being able to bring herself to say words without her voice cracking. Trunks sighs as he walks further into Rochelle's room. He walks up to the side of Rochelle's bed and sits back down. Rochelle, now feeling a better, lies back down and pulls the covers up to her chin. Rochelle scoots over in the bed until she is at the edge than Trunks lies down next to her.

For a while the two just lay there, not exactly sure what to make of the situation they had put themselves into. They both knew very well that anyone who were to walk into Rochelle's room would immediately get the wrong idea. Unknown to Trunks and Rochelle, everyone at one point had the idea floating around in their heads that Rochelle and Trunks liked each other. Seeing Trunks in Rochelle's bed while she's in it, that would raise to many questions to which those two would have to come up with, what others would think, many creative answers when they are really the truth.

Trunks looks over to Rochelle after about a half hour just laying her bed with his eyes closed. He noticed that, she too, had not fallen asleep yet, "Here," He offers, outstretching his arm.

Rochelle turns to him, confused for a few seconds, but then gets what he is offering. Blushing, Rochelle scoots over and places her head on Trunks' chest and he wraps his arm around her shoulders once again. For Trunks, this still seemed like a comforting gesture to a friend in dismay; even though he was blushing when he offered. To Rochelle, she still wasn't sure what kind of message Trunks was trying to send; a message of comfort or affection. But Rochelle did not think about that for to long, she was just happy that she could feel safe again and maybe not have to worry about another night terror.

Rochelle lifts her head so that she could see Trunks' face, "Thank you," She says, "For staying with me."

Trunks looks down to her with a smile, "No problem." He says. Then Rochelle puts he head back down o Trunks chest and falls asleep soon after, and for the first time in two weeks does not have a night terror.

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Trunks and Rochelle were the last ones to get to the Gravity Chamber. Goku, Vegeta, Goten, and Felicia were all standing outside the doors waiting for them when the two had arrived. Goku had immediately noticed that, for the first time in two weeks, Rochelle actually looked as though she had gotten some sleep. Vegeta had noticed this as well, but did not make anything of it.

"Nice of you two to join us." Vegeta says in a cold voice as Trunks and Rochelle come up the to doors of the Gravity Chamber. Vegeta stood there at the door net to Goku. His arms were crossed over his white and yellow battle armor that he always wears over his blue body suit. On his hands were white gloves and white boots covered his feet with gold at the toe. Goku stood in his normal orange gi and blue under shirt. He wore blue wrists bands and blue boots with a red tie at the ankles

Trunks hung his head after hearing how cold his fathers voice was, "Sorry Father, I-"

"It's my fault Vegeta," Rochelle says also hanging her head to avoid Vegeta's icy glare, "I had another night terror last night. I must have kept Trunks up with his room being so close to mine." Rochelle tried her hardest to prepare herself for Vegeta's possible onslaught of yelling and a possible extra hard training that he could plan especially for her.

Vegeta lets out a huff, "Understandable," he says, his voice flat, "Just don't have it happen again."

Goku looks to Vegeta with a bit of a surprised expression. He thought that for sure there would be a bit of yelling coming from Vegeta. But for his to respond to a situation like this as "understandable", that was like a God sent gift. Goku cleared his throat to speak, "Anyway, today we will not go into the Gravity Chamber."

"Really Father?" Goten asks, happy that they aren't going into that hellhole but also curios as to why they aren't.

"Yes," Vegeta says, everyone's attention turning back to him, "It has come to our attention that you four haven't had a satisfactory amount of mental training to back up your physical training."

"That's right," Goku says, placing his hands on his hips, "Your mental training is just as, if not more, important than your physical training."

Vegeta begins to walk through the crowd of us and down the hallway with Goku right behind him. The four Saiyan teens follow the two adults down the maze of hallways, "The goal of today is to get you all to react the right way to any situation that an enemy may throw at you. A real opponent will use anything they can get to try and win, and this is what you need to be ready for."

Vegeta and Goku lead the four down to the main level of the Capsule Corp. building. The two adults walk outside the building and onto the front lawn of the Capsule Corp. property. Once there, Goku gave the four teens further instructions, "Today you will go to the look out and train with Dende and Mr. Popo. We will stay here for today. You four may or may not stay overnight at the lookout, so be prepared for that. We will see you when you finish."

And with that, Goku and Vegeta walk back into the Capsule Corp. building. The four teens exchange glances and then look back to the doors where Goku and Vegeta had gone back into the building. Question marks appear above all four of the teens heads, "Well that was...unexpected." Goten comments looking back to the group.

"Yeah...no joke." Felicia agrees, also looking back to the group.

Trunks turns his back towards his friends after a few seconds, "We should probably get a move on. If we get there soon enough, we might be able to come back before night fall."

Rochelle looks to Trunks and nods, "Good idea." Rochelle is the first to ascend into the air. Trunks follows, then Goten, then Trunks.

The four flew to the lookout in silence, mostly because the wind was a bit stronger than usual that day and nobody could hear the person next to them. After a while the four gave up on trying to talk to each other and they pulled out iPhones and iPods to listen to music the whole trip. The trip took about 2 hours in total, but it was well worth it.

"Ah, you're all here!" Dende says as the four Saiyan teens touch down on the white tile floors of the lookout. The young Namekian walks up to Trunks, Felicia, Goten and Rochelle and shakes everyone's hands. "Let's get started now." He says, beginning to walk towards the doorway into the center of the lookout.

Goten takes an anime fall to the floor, "Now!?" He exclaims in a surprised voice, "But we just flew two hours to get here!" he says in a whining voice.

"Yes, now." Felicia says, grabbing Goten by the collar of his t-shirt and dragging him towards the steps into the center of the lookout.

"Geez," Rochelle comments, walking with Trunks towards the doors, "what's with her today?"

"Not sure," Trunks responds, looking a bit confused at Felicia's forcefulness. Then Trunks gets a sudden idea. He looks to Rochelle, "Do you think that those two are...?"

Rochelle and Trunks begin to burst into fits of giggles, "Nah." They say in unison.

Trunks and Rochelle enter the center of the lookout, the main room. It's a grand room, made completely of white marble and golden accents. White columns raise up to support a dome ceiling painting with a golden base and green ivory all around the top. The floor was made of white tile that shone under the sunlight that was let in from long openings in the walls. It's a really beautiful place.

Rochelle and Trunks walk into the room and towards the center where everyone is gathered. Dende speaks when the two come into the small group, "Now, the goal of today is to get you all prepared for any situation that you may encounter in battle. It could be anything from an injury, to the death of a fellow fighter." When the four Saiyans heard this, lumps got caught in all their throats, "What Mr. Popo and I want to do is get all four of you to have a special fighting mindset. Where you can react to anything that may happen on the battle field in the best way possible." Dende looks over the group of teens in front of them. He can tell that they are all a little stunned from what he had said, but he knew that these four did not have time to waste, "Rochelle, you are first."

Rochelle felt a lump get caught in her throat, "Um...okay." She says, stepping out from the group of four. The other three and Mr. Popo step back towards the wall.

Dende turns towards the group by the wall, "In Battle, a opponent will use anything and everything they can to overwhelm you and overpower you in any way they can. The point of this first lesson, to get you all to not react as though the sudden action of an opponent will throw you off." Dende turns towards the young Saiyaness standing next to him. He places a hand on her head, and begins to search her mind for a fear or uncomfort that would be good to start off the training with. Once found, Dende removes his hand from Rochelle's forehead and begins to walk towards the group at the wall. Rochelle just stands in the middle of the room, extremely confused at what just happened.

He stands at the end of the group next to Trunks. Dende places a hand on Trunks shoulder, and says something to him, but is inaudible to the others standing next to Trunks and Dende. Rochelle looks over to the two, then she see the pupils in Trunks eyes dilate themselves. Rochelle then had a feeling that something was about to happen, and she probably wasn't going to like it.

Trunks leapt from where he was standing and went straight for Rochelle, "Trunks! What are you doing!?" Rochelle yells, getting freaked out by Trunks sudden attack.

Trunks goes for a punch to Rochelle's face, but she dodges it. Rochelle grabs Trunks' shoulders and attempt to knee him in the stomach. But Trunk took the opportunity to kick Rochelle's one foot that was on the ground out from underneath her. Rochelle closes her eyes and falls to the ground with a thud, her arms thrown over her head. Before she even got a chance to open her eyes, she felt someone pinning her hands above her head.

Rochelle opens her eyes and blushes madly looking at the predicament she was put in. Trunks was hovering above her, one knee on either side of her hips and he was pinning her hands above her head. Rochelle could not move, she was horrible in intimate situations. She had no clue on how to get out, "G-god Dammit Trunks!" She yelled, her voice cracking, "What the hell do you think your doing!?"

A mischievous smirk appears on Trunks face, a smirk that could only be described as lustful. Trunks bent at the waist so that his face was close to Rochelle's. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute, and her face only felt like it was getting redder. She could feel Trunks hot breath against the front of her neck. Trunks moves his head so that he could whisper in Rochelle's ear, "An enemy will do anything to overwhelm and overpower you." He says. Then it all clicked, this was part of her test, "So what are you going to do?" he says, his nose brushing up against the side of Rochelle's ear.

Rochelle's face grew redder, "GET OFF ME TRUNKS!!" She yells, raising her energy level very quickly, "AHH!!" With a mighty roar, Rochelle transformed herself into a Super Saiyan. Trunks flew off of the raging Super Saiyan and across the room. He hit one of the columns and slid down. Rochelle stood up and dusted herself off.

Trunks rubbed the back of his head and looked around the room with a confused expression, "Ow...what happened?" he asks, then he looks to where he sits in the room, "Hey, wasn't I over there a few seconds ago?" He says, pointing to the group of two extremely confused Saiyans, Mr, Popo, and Dende. Then he looks to Rochelle, standing in the middle of the room with an extremely evident blush and in her Super Saiyan form, "And why is Rochelle a Super Saiyan?" Trunks stands up, rubbing his slightly sore back from colliding with the column.

"Forgive me Trunks," Dende says, walking out into the middle of the room. He places a hand on Rochelle's shoulder, "I had to use you for Rochelle's first test. You were a big help." He says. Then Dende turns to Rochelle with a concerned look, "Rochelle, are you oaky? Your face is all re-" Rochelle quickly covers Dende's mouth from saying that last letter.

"I know...I know." Rochelle says, her blush still bright red, "Just, can you warn me before you go and do something like that?"

Dende removed Rochelle's hand from his mouth and looks to the young Saiyaness with a confused expression, "Why? He was just-"

"Don't!" she whisper yells to the Namekian, "It's better he doesn't know."

Trunks walks over to Dende an Rochelle, rubbing the back of his throbbing head, "So, is somebody gonna tell me what happened?"

Dende looks to Rochelle and then back to Trunks, "Lets just say you were a part of Rochelle's first test. And we'll leave it at that." Dende says, hoping that Rochelle won't slap her hand over his mouth again.

"Yeah," She says, the blush finally starting to die down, "Let's just leave it at that."