I'm Still Here

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! That's right nada! Oh and just to let you guys know, this is my very first story, so please try to help me in anyway possible! Thanks oh so much!

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Five years after the end of the DBGT Series and peace reigns supreme on planet Earth. With it's long time defender Goku, still no where to be found, Earth's special forces still find time in their busy lives to train so that they will be prepared for their next great challenge. This is where our story begins.

Bulma nearly jumped from her seat as the door in the kitchen of Capsule Corp was slammed roughly. "VEGETA! TRUNKS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Her voiced boomed throughout the house.

"Woman, be quiet and listen for just a moment." Vegeta spoke in a rather calm tone. "Do you have some sort of device that allows us here on Earth to see into space."

"You should know that I do. However, it only allows us to see right up to Pluto….wait, why do you ask?" she asked as she put out her cigarette.

"We sensed something during our training today Mom, a huge force. Dad seems so sure that this power is headed straight for Earth. I personally think it's Goku returning from wherever he's been all this time. Dad of course called me a fool and has his own theory." The lavender haired man stated from behind his father.

"Could you just pull up your stinking machine?" Vegeta shouted, obviously getting impatient with all of the explanations.

"Why, yes your majesty, your wish is my command! UGH!" Bulma shouted sarcastically as she led both of them to her lab.

"Hey you guys!" Bulla shouted as she hopped out of her computer chair.

"Sorry Bulla, we need to use this." Bulma said as she went toward her daughter's chair. "Something you brother and Father sensed is coming this way."

"That's strange, I was just about to come get you guys about something like that. Take a look at a picture of this ship I spotted near Uranus sometime this morning." She said as she handed her father the picture. "It definitely looks like the pictures of the saiyan ships I've seen before." She said eyeing her father's curious reaction to the picture in his hands.

"Hn, like I said before. There is no way this could be a saiyan." He said as he thrust the picture towards his son.

"Well, you were right about one thing you two." Bulma spoke up from the computer system causing all three saiyans heads to spin around and look at her. "I've calculated the trajectory and this thing, whatever it is, is headed to Earth."

"Guess I had better go call everyone then…" Trunks said as he turned around.

"There is no time for that! This thing is to land any second now. Here are the exact coordinates where it will be found. I suggest the two of you get your butts out there now and see if this thing is friendly or not! Bulla and I will handle getting the rest of the team out there." Bulma stated as she forced a printout of coordinates into Trunks hands and pushed her son and her husband, not to gently, towards the door.

"Fine woman, we are going. You don't have to be so rough." Vegeta said smirking as he exited the lab.

"Be careful Trunks, and don't let your father do anything, TO drastic." Bulma said as she put her fingers to her head, massaging her temples.

"Don't worry Mom, will be fine. This power is strong, but it's got nothing on Dad." Trunks said reassuring his mother with a smile as he followed his father out the door.

"Well come on Bulla, let's go call everyone."

'Damn, why do I always get stuck doing the boring stuff?' Bulla thought to herself as she followed her mom out the door.

Meanwhile

"Are you sure this is where the thing is supposed to land?" Vegeta shouted to his son.

"Yes Dad, have you ever known Mom's calculations to be wrong?" This earned Trunks a humph from his father as they continued searching from the sky for the fallen ship. "Hey Dad, look over there!" Trunks shouted as he pointed at a large crater on the edge of the horizon. The two saiyans quickly descended into the crater and began to examine the ship.

"This is definitely a saiyan ship. Or one built just like them." Vegeta stated under his breath.

"Well it held well against our atmosphere. Let's see if we can't open it and see what's inside." Suddenly, the small pods door began to open. Out stepped a young girl with long black hair and dark black eyes.

"I'm looking for the one called Goku." She stated in a monotone voice as she brushed her hair out of her eyes.

"What do you want with Goku?" Trunks asked her patiently.

"I was sent here to be trained by him, I am after all a saiyan. I was told he was the best and that he could help me gain control over my powers."

"There is no way you are a saiyan! Our race was wiped out nearly forty years ago! Kakarot, the one known as Goku, and I are the only ones who survived, and all of our children are demi sayains. And since you are not one of them, there is no way that you could have saiyan blood." Vegeta shouted.

"Yeah Yeah. Believe what you will old man." She said as she waved her hand back and forth almost as if she was mocking him.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"

"As I said before. I need to meet with Goku. Where can I find him?" she asked Trunks.

"We can't say, he's been gone for over three years." Trunks stated extending his hand to help her out of the crater.

"Well, I require some food and repairs to my ship before I can leave."

"You can come with us then to our home. We can do all of the repairs there, but it may take some time."

"Very well." She stated quietly as she began to hover above the ground Trunks did the same and took off towards Capsule Corp. with the young girl close on his heels.

"Kakarot. What have you gotten us into this time?" Vegeta thought as he flew off towards his home

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What did you think? Please no flames, as I said this is my first story. Any help will be greatly appreciated! Thank you for reading!