-I got this idea after watching the DBZ movie "Bardock, Father of Goku" and seeing Vegeta as a kid-
I do now own DBZ
Rating might change due to violence in future chapters, as well as the genre at some point.
This chapter might be a little dull, but trust me it will get better in the next chapter. My first chapters always seem dull to me…
Thinking
"Talking"
-Scene change-
Words being spoken in Saiyan-Go
Saiyan-Go is my name for if the Saiyans had a language other then English (Speaking from the DBZ dub) or Japanese (Speaking as in the original DBZ), no Saiyan-Go will be used until later on in the story, but that was just to keep you on the look out in next chapters, that's all.
This story was posted once before by me, but seeing as that I had to stop writing it I have reposted it.
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Trip through Time
Chapter One:
Thrown through time
My father always taught me that some things are meant to stay in the past; in other words things that happened in the past should be just that, in the past. However being the curious girl I am and having the strong bond that I do with my father; I wanted nothing more then to learn more about his past, and why he seems at times haunted by it, as if something happened that he doesn't want his daughter having any part in, nor does he wish to remember it. Respecting his wishes as I always do I didn't ask him anymore questions when he seemed to ignore me talking to him when I asked. However nothing would ever prepare me for when my wish to understand my father more came true…in the most unimaginable way.
Five year old Bra Vegeta Briefs ran thought the halls of Capsule Corp., her aqua blue hair that was tied back in a low pony tail was starting to become a tangled mess from her running around, as well as her blue sun dress with white lace was becoming dirty after she fell in the back yard getting dirt on it, as a four year old Pan, dressed in orange gi that matched her grandfathers, chased her laughing with child like mirth, Bra picked the pace up and skidded to a stop to make a sharp turn, her white sneakers squeaking loudly as she did before she shot off at her full speed down the hall.
Pan pouted as she saw Bra race down the next hall, Pan went top speed and gave chase more serious then before, however both girls weren't paying attention when a metal door near the middle of the hall opened Bra saw this and dug her heels into the floor to stop, but she just skidded right into the persons leg and fell back, Pan however had stopped before running into the blue haired Saiyan Princess, both girls looked up to see the dark eyes of the Saiyan Prince himself, Prince Vegeta, standing there in his usual training cloths, a black shirt with no sleeves, black leather jeans and had on black gloves that didn't cover any park of his fingers and ended at his wrists, he also had on black boots, his black magony hair was sticking out in its flame shape.
"Hi daddy" Bra said getting off the floor, Pan jogged up to the blue haired girl to help her up.
"Hiya Mr. Vegeta" Pan said brushing her wild black hair out of her eyes.
"Bra I was just about to go look for you" Vegeta said closing the door of the G.R and leaning on it with his arms crossed.
"Why? Is it training time already?" Bra asked hopefully, she loved training time with her dad, it was father daughter time for them just like it was father son time with Trunks, but Trunks even though he had his fathers pride filled attitude and stubborn streak as an eight year old all the way up to when he was fifteen, he didn't always have the spark for it during curtain training times, unlike Bra who enjoyed every second of it.
"No, your training isn't for another hour, I was going to look for you because your mother came on the intercom, I can tell you did something since she sounded annoyed" Vegeta said, Bra sighed I bet she found the broken vase… she thought, while running around the house she had bumped into a table that had a white vase with light blue doves painted on it, it was her grandma's favorite vase, in a hast she and Pan had hidden the shattered vase behind the table it once occupied, Bra clinched her fists, not one her more intelligent moves, leaving the evidence right almost in plain sight.
"Did she say anything?" Bra heard Pan ask.
"She said something about something being broken before she turned the intercom off" Vegeta said, Yup…she found the vase, stupid, stupid stupid! I let my panic think for me instead of my brain! And that's one of the first lessons dad taught me! He always told me to "Keep my cool under pressure" so much for keeping my cool… Bra looked at the floor, she was told a lot she was to smart for her own good, this would not be one of those times, granted she shouldn't have being running around the house since her mother told her time and time again that she would brake something, but her brother got away with more then she did at her age.
She wondered how her father looked as a kid.
Then nearly fell into a fit of giggles as the image of a young boy, with magony hair shaped into a flame came into her mind.
I bet daddy was cute at my age or a little older, in a mothers look on it she giggled a little, and she held in the fits of laughter when she saw her fathers expression of curiosity of her little giggle fit just now, he had looked at her with a raised eyebrow, maybe she should tell him one time how funny he looked when he did that, knowing her father probably better then he knew himself, it would embarrass him a put a cut on his pride. Vegeta stood up, no longer leaning on the G.R door, "Your mother said to go and wait in her lab" Vegeta said pointing down the hall, then walked down the hall opposite to were he pointed, Bra's guess was that he was taking a brake before her two hour long training session.
"You think your mom found the vase we broke?" Pan asked walking down the hall, Bra sighed.
"I don't think, I know" Bra said following her friend, she got in trouble rarely really, she did tend to be a little wild, what could she say she had Saiyan blood in her veins and Saiyan's were pretty wild by blood, at least that's what her father told her, but her father seemed pretty calm for a full blooded Saiyan, Maybe when there angry they get wild… she did see her father get mad at people, while some people like Oolong and other weaker fighters, they seemed to get spooked when he got mad, she always found it funny to watch the veins pop out of his forehead when something or most of the time someone ticked him off.
They got to the lab at the end of the hall, Pan floated up and pressed the button and the door slid open. Both girls walked in, the lab was painted pure white and of course, like everything else in the building was spotlessness clean so no contaminants could ruin research on new capsules, papers were on the table, test tubes were put neatly in there holders, beakers as well, Bulma had made it a lab rule for her employees when Trunks was born that if a lab wasn't being used, that all dangerous chemicals be put away in high cabinets, just so if her kids ever went into a lab that was not in use, they wouldn't get their hands on anything that would hurt them.
"This must have something cool in it!" Bra heard Pan say; Bra looked over and saw what Pan was looking at. There was a thick metal door with all kinds of locks on it, even an air lock, at the top of there door was a sign with red lights on either side of it, the sign had the words: "NO ENTRY ALLOWED" in large bold letters, Must be one of moms big inventions! Bra thought excitedly running over to a well hidden drawer in the corner of the lab, she reached under the table that was near by and pulled out a well hidden paper clip, Bra slid the clip into the lock on the drawer and picked the lock open.
Inside the drawer were a bunch of access cards of every color, they had little numbers stamped in them, Bra knew were her mother kept all her access cards and other security things, her brother and Goten use to still play a knew pranks now and then, and Bra learned from watching them were that type of thing was kept. Bra picked out a sliver card and a bright green and yellow card, both with the numbers for the locked door, I'm already in trouble already, and besides most of the things they have locked up like that aren't dangerous, it's just to keep Capsule Corp. competitors from stealing ideas
Pan was looking at a bunch of blue papers with white lined drawings while Bra was doing all this, but as soon as she heard all the locks open and the air lock make a sound like an rubber ball with a air leak before opening, the young Quarter Saiyan turned to her half Saiyan friend. The red lights flashed on and off as the door slid open with a squeak, "Come on Pan!" Bra said and was about to run into the room, Bra looked to her friend who had the beginnings of an evil smile on her face.
"We could get in big trouble going in there, you know?" she said smirking, Pan let her sweet and innocent child mask fall away to reveal the little trouble maker she was when the adults had there backs turned.
Bra smirked wildly, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief that only a child could have. "Has that ever stopped us before?" Bra asked, "We're already in trouble for the vase" she said and walked in, Besides, daddy always told me it never hurt to be a little curious Bra thought to herself, Ohhhh! I just KNOW we're going to be grounded for this! Pan thought giggling as she walked into the now unlocked room. The room was a little cool and the walks were made of shiny metal, there was a big computer in the wall with a few computers circling the room on desks.
What was in the middle of them caught the two Saiyan blooded girls eyes.
In the middle of the room was an egg shaped looking machine, the top was made of glass while the bottom part was shiny black and silver metal, and the odd looking machine even had legs! Bra walked up to the odd looking machine looking at it from every angel, Pan doing the same before she found a button on the side of the egg like looking thing, and pressed it, Bra and Pan got surprised when the yellow lights surrounding the middle of it began to glow, and the glass top opened up, just as Pan pushed that button Bra had flicked a switch near by lighting the once dime room and turning on the computers, all the screens had this machines plans and blue prints.
"I think my daddy told me about a thing like this!" Bra said hopping into the now open hatch of the machine, her father always told her stories about past battles that happened before she was born, Pan hopped up and in with her.
"Really? What did he tell you?" Pan asked.
"That first my brothers future self came here to warn everyone, then again when some bad guy named Cell came in it" Bra said, Pan blinked, did she mean that freaky looking bug thing that her dad defeated? Pan always wondered why people in the streets said that her grandpa Hurcule stopped him if it was her dad Gohan.
Suddenly Bra pressed a button and the control panel came to life, button blinked a rainbow of colors and the glass hatch closed shut, the locks went into place on the sides of it, they were locked in some weird machine in a part of the lab that they shouldn't be in, Wonderful… Bra thought sarcastically to herself, "What just happened?" Pan said trying to pry the hatch open; obviously it had been made Saiyan proof so it couldn't be so easily broken since with the strength that Pan was giving off would have broken a non Saiyan proof hatch in seconds.
"I must have pushed the on button…" Bra said sighing, "Pan I think it would be best if we don't touch anything…" before Bra could finish speaking Pan shouted.
"WE HAVE TO FIND THE OFF BUTTON THEN!" and started pressing buttons.
"NO PAN! WE DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS MACHINE EVEN DOES! WE COULD…" again Bra could no finish her sentence when Pan pressed a button and the machine gave a lurch that sent both girls slamming into the seat meant for one person. Seat belts automatically strapped around them, an odd looking timer on the control panel started spinning around numbers until it landed on a few numbers and the machine began to glow and lifted into the air.
The jets in the legs of the machine was making it float in the air before the lab that they could see through the glass hatch disappeared in a flash of white, and before they knew it they were going at high speed down a tunnel that flashed purple and blue.
What was happening or were they were going they had no clue.
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-I know Bra sounded a bit mature, but I don't want to write her as a little girl who likes tea parties and picking flowers, you know what I mean? I will let Pan get a few more talking scenes in the next chapter, I was just in a bit of a hurry to get this up-