But Future Trunks remembered what his mother had told him: "Your father who passed away! He really did a lot of bad things! He must be in Hell now!"
"But he had good qualities, too! He had a strong sense of pride. He might have seemed very cold, but I could understand him..." Thinking of those words made Trunks feel awful.
Vegeta said to Trunks, "Planning to follow me forever? Interesting!" He suddenly picked up speed and shot off, with Trunks hot on his heels.
Vegeta glanced back at Trunks and thought, Right, he can turn into a Super Saiyan, too! As expected of my son—he has Saiyan blood flowing through him.
They were all heading for North City. No. 20 ran along the ground while Piccolo and the others flew through the air. "Are we there yet?" "We should be close." After a while, they spotted North City ahead.
They were still wondering where Vegeta was. Krillin told them, "If we don't find the lab before Vegeta does, we'll be in trouble!" Meanwhile, Vegeta was still keeping Trunks in tow.
Looking at his father up ahead, Trunks had a lot on his mind. He's so unreasonable and arrogant. I have to stop this foolishness before Mr. Son Goten gets back.
Vegeta, however, thought nothing of the sort. I'm the Saiyan Prince. How could I be compared to the Low-Class Warrior Son Goten? There's nothing Son Goten can do that I can't do better!
"I'm the Super Saiyan of Super Saiyans. No matter whether they're No. 19 or No. 20, I'll turn them into scrap metal!"
Vegeta was now brimming with confidence.
Meanwhile, Son Goten was still sick. In his dream, he fought No. 19 and No. 20. Son Goten ripped No. 19's head off and smashed him with a