Alright, before someone calls me out on plagiarism- VERY BLATANT PLAGIARISM- let me just explain:

This fanfic originally belonged to my sister, X-Chick303. She started the story with great enthusiasm, but said enthusiasm eventually withered and died. She didn't want to continue writing it, but I thought it still had great potential that could be expanded on. She had planned out a lot of stuff beforehand, so she allowed me to adopt the story.

Good thing I did- girl was gonna delete it, the doof.

I don't normally write fanfiction, but I'm hoping to do the story justice- as well as get help from X-Chick from time to time :3

The first three chapters are all HER writing, but after that, it's up to me. Try to be patient with me- chapters will probably be far apart in time.

Anyway, on with the story!

P.S. The "Saiyago" in this story is actually Greek. I tried using Japanese, but it didn't look good. I also don't speak Greek. I used google translate, so sorry if translations aren't exact.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or Atlantis: The Lost Empire. They belong to Akira Toriyama and Disney respectively.


Prologue: The Destruction of Vegetasei


Thousands of Years Ago...

They hadn't seen it coming.

It had merely been the beginning of a beautiful summer day, with clear skies and fair weather. They had no idea it was coming until messages started arriving from the perimeter scouts- there had been some kind of explosion and now a tidal waves were approaching on all sides. They were surging at an alarming rate, and it was not long after that that the sky darkened, thunder and lightning cracking against the black clouds in violent fury.

The soldiers from the perimeter were trying to reach the city on their flying vehicles, trying to outrun the enormous waves while avoiding the lightning.

"Grí̱gora, sas anói̱toi! To kýma kerdízei páno̱ mas!" one soldier hollered. [Hurry, you fools! The wave is gaining on us!]

"Prépei na ftásoume sto Vegetasei kai na proeidopoií̱sei to vasiliá!" his comrade hollered back. [We need to get to Vegetasei and warn the king!]

Their escape attempt was in vain. The wave caught up and swallowed them within its waters. In hindsight, it may have been a mercy. Considering what was going to happen next, they would be spared years of pain and suffering.


It wasn't long before the waves were within the sights of the island. And as any normal populace would react in the face of their imminent doom, the citizens of Vegetasei began to panic. They charged through the streets, screaming and running over and into each other. The stormy weather only increased the hysteria, not to mention the dancing beams of red light emerging from the giant crystal floating above the city. A voice over a sound system was telling everyone to keep calm and make their way to the special shelters, but no one was really listening.

In Vegetasei's royal palace, one guard ran into the front courtyard. He knew the royal family spent their mornings there so that the prince could study while eating breakfast with his parents.

"O Vasiliás Goku!" he shouted frantically. [King Goku!]

"Toma!" the king answered. By the way he was running over to the guard, he was well aware of the situation. Following quickly behind him were the queen (her stomach round with her unborn child), the young prince, and the king's older brother. They all had expressions of varying degrees of worry on their faces.

"Megaleío sas, prépei na sas kai ti̱n oikogéneiá sas gia na párete ta katafýgia! Den ypárchei polýs chrónos!" Toma said as calmly as he could. [Your majesty, we must get you and your family to the shelters! There isn't much time!]

The king, Goku, looked up into the sky. From where he was standing, he could see the red beams of light the Heart was sending down. The crisis was dire indeed if the Heart was already searching...

He grimaced. Af̱tó eínai dikó mou láthos. Den prépei poté na échoun akoúsei Vegeta... [This is my fault. I should have never listened to Vegeta.]

"Patéra?" [Father?]

Goku was forced out of his thoughts by the voice of his ten-year-old son. He looked down at the boy, who was clutching his scrolls like a different child would their favorite toy for comfort.

The king reached down and ruffled his hair. "Tha eínai entáxei, Gohan." He turned back to Toma. "Páme!" [It'll be alright, Gohan. Let's go!]

Toma led the royal family out of the garden and into the streets, where they were joined by a few other soldiers. They did their best to push through the sea of people stampeding through the city, but their progress was heavily impeded on. It was so chaotic that it was not noticed when someone knocked into Gohan and made him drop his scrolls. He immediately stopped running and dropped to his knees, scrambling to pick up the scrolls. His mother would kill him if he lost them.

It wasn't until they'd nearly reached a shelter's entrance that the royal family realized their group had shrunk by one person.

"Gohan!" the queen shrieked, clutching her pregnant belly. "Egó̱ den ton vlépo̱!" [I don't see him!]

Goku stopped and peered desperately through the crowd. Where was he, where was he...?!

There! He was still in the street... and the waves were nearly on the city. Not to mention the red lights were getting closer to them. Eyes set determinedly, Goku picked his wife up bridal style and deposited her into his brother's arms.

"Raditz, frontízoun Chichi! Tha páro̱ Gohan!" Goku commanded. [Raditz, look after Chichi! I'll get Gohan!]

Raditz nodded and turned to bring Chichi into the shelter.

"Grí̱gora, Goku!" Chichi called after him as he ran into the writhing crowd. [Hurry, Goku!]

Goku plowed through the mass of people, and before long he was next to his son. The boy was still trying to collect the scrolls.

The king grabbed his wrist. "Afí̱ste tous, Gohan! Den eínai si̱mantikó!" [Leave them, Gohan! They're not important!]

Goku proceeded to drag Gohan towards the shelters, but the young boy struggled. Besides being an aid in his learning, those scrolls had been gifts from his parents for his last birthday and he didn't want to part with them.

The red lights were now closing in, and the king made his decision.

Lifting Gohan by his wrist, Goku roughly tossed him towards the shelter. The boy skidded a bit before coming to a stop, laying on his tailbone.

"Patéra!" Gohan yelled, being a mix of indignant and fearful.

Goku flashed his son one last smile, then looked up to glare at the Heart. "Thélete éna mélos ti̱s vasilikí̱s oikogéneias, eseís i̱líthioi rok? Eláte na párete mou!" [You want a member of the royal family, you stupid rock? Come get me!]

As if listening, one red beam fell upon Goku like a spotlight. The red faded into soft gold, and Goku's crystal amulet rose up as the king's dark eyes glowed bluish-green. His expression was no longer angry- just blank.

"Patéra?" Gohan whispered worriedly. He scrambled to his feet and ran towards his father.

The now golden beams all focused on Goku, merging into a single pillar of light. His amulet flashed, and it was as if gravity around him had been switched off, what with the way his hair and robes began to sway and flow. He slowly began rising off of the ground.

"Patéra!" Gohan cried out, pulling on his father's hand.

Gohan's tugging did nothing as Goku continued to rise. In the struggle, his fingers caught a bangle Gohan was wearing and pulled it off the child's wrist. In a matter of seconds, Goku was out of his son's reach and he was absorbed into the Heart.

As the pillar of light disappeared, Gohan raised his arms to the Heart above, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Patéra! Patéra, éla píso̱!" [Father! Father, come back!]

Once Goku was gone, a dome composed of golden energy began to surround the main city. Anyone caught outside of the border was cut off, and at the worst possible moment. The tidal waves had arrived and were descending upon Vegetasei. Screams rang clearly as lives were claimed by the sea.

In the midst of all this, someone came up behind Gohan and wrapped their arms around him, pushing his face into their robed chest.

"Mi̱n koitás, Gohan! Kleíse ta mátia sou!" a gruff voice ordered. [Don't look, Gohan! Close your eyes!]

The Heart glowed bright as the stone monuments around spun rapidly, and the dome finally came to a close. The ocean crashed down in its entirety, and the dome sunk into the sea floor. Lightning struck the sea, as if the heavens were trying to get in one last shot at the once magnificent civilization. Then, as quickly as it had occurred, it was over. There was nothing there except flat ocean. The sky even cleared up, as if nothing had occurred at all.

The empire of Vegetasei had vanished, never to be seen again.


What suspense, eh?