Chapter 1: Change
A/n: This is the first dragon ball z story I have ever written, so please be gentle with me?
Gist of this timeline: Goku died when he was supposed to, because future Trunks never appeared. Also, instead of Vegeta dying, I altered it to where he lives. In essence, this story is like the alternate timeline that appears in the series, but because of a single change (Vegeta living), it is completely different in several aspects.
This chapter is the only one with both Videl and Bulma as the two main characters in it. I might make the next few of just Videl... I'm not sure yet.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ!
I also switched this story to this profile so I only have to use one.
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Age 774
It wasn't often that they came this far out to find some random village to torment. In fact, this one had scarcely been bothered since the androids first sightings. That in itself was the main reason why she chose here to live after her father passed away. Still, the peace and quiet town didn't deceive her. She was always on edge, wondering when the next attack would be… and where.
Ever since the first few sightings, all towns now had sirens to alert their civilians of the "Bloody Twins'" presences.
Life was hard on a girl.
She loved this little town, even if she'd only been here a little over a year now. No one knew her, so she had a chance to start over… as much as one could nowadays. She currently inhabited a nice sized apartment for less than three hundred a month, most utilities paid with the bill… though she had to lie about her age to get it, because no one would rent to a fifteen year old regardless of whether she had the money or not. It just wasn't proper. The first few places she went to stating her real age refused right off the bat, regardless that she had no mother or father as a guardian, trying to force her to go to a shelter instead. She had to avoid the police for several days before she began lying about her age, and eventually tried to find somewhere to live in this town.
After a couple of tries, she got an apartment, a small one, but it was a place to call her own. A rustling had her out her thoughts, she crouched and sought cover, all the while she cursed herself for her stupidity. Just standing in the open with the "Bloody Twins" reported to be in the area… she was asking for a death wish.
It was only after a moment of hiding that she heard the vicious cackling.
'Shit!' As the two androids came into view, she willed herself to become invisible… but her prayers were not answered. 'You're going to die today, Videl….'
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Age 775
She looked upon the sleeping boy with sad eyes.
His pale lavender hair was inherited from her father, his eyes from herself, and the serious like attitude came from his father.
This was not the life she wanted for him. Fearing that the androids would come to destroy them, helpless to stop them. They were all dead…. Goku Krillen, Yamcha, Tien, and Piccolo, their only hope, had died as well. The only one who could save them now was the father of her child… Vegeta. She'd almost lost him too; it was only because she convinced him that if he left right now his death would be meaningless.
Many people never believed she was Bulma Briefs, the heiress to Capsule Corporation, until she showed them just how much of her father's genius rubbed off on her. Most thought she was just a bubbly blue haired ditz obsessed with fashion, but she wasn't stupid, regardless of what anyone thought.
Sadly though, she had no idea how to get rid of the androids… or did she. They were androids, just a couple of machines….
"That's it!" She shouted excitedly, forgetting she was in the room with her son. He woke abruptly, mumbling angrily from being startled awake. "Oh sweetie, I'm sorry!" She sat down on the bed and kissed his forehead.
"What's going on mom?" He asked sleepily.
"Nothing." She shook her head, and sighed. "Sweetie, want to come with me to the lab?"
"…I guess."
She picked him up, ignoring his halfhearted protests, and carried him to her lab. It wasn't like anyone else could watch him, and she didn't want to leave him all by himself in this part of the house where she couldn't get to him quickly. His father was off training, and her own parents were dead, so no one could look after him but her. She placed him on the cot she kept in a corner of the lab so he could continue resting, and she began to work.
She truly was a genius.
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Age 774
The fearsome battle unfolding before her very eyes was mind blowing. For any man to be able to stand up to the Androids and fight them on par with them was an astonishing feat. She couldn't really seem much of the on-goings of the battle, as it was much to fast for her eyes to keep up, but she could tell that he wasn't ordinary.
However, due to the fact that there were two of them and one of him, he wasn't going to win. That was already predestined.
For a brief instant, she had an insightful vision.
"So you're the guy!" She exclaimed. He seemed startled. "Yeah, you're the guy that I talked to outside of the bank this morning.
"Yes, I am." He replied.
"Wow, right after the Gold Fighter vanished?" The blond girl asked.
"Who? The gold fighter? Is he a celebrity too?" He wondered.
"Where are you from? You're out of the gossip loop. He's a crime fighter with super strength and magic powers. They say he looks like a teenage boy, except he has glowing golden hair. Everyone is talking about it." The blond girl replied, and his face took on a guilty look as he slumped in his seat.
The teacher droned on and on….
"Gohan."
"Huh?" He seemed startled.
"I remembered something, what the Gold Fighter was said to be wearing. It was a white shirt, a black vest, and red pants. Sound familiar?" She demanded as she looked at each article of clothing in turn.
"Uhh -"
"Hey, that's funny! You and the Gold fighter dress alike." The blond girl said.
"Oh yeah. Funny." He tried to laugh it off.
"You three in the back! Pay attention!" The teacher demanded.
"Y-yes, yes ma'am." He slouched over, bringing his book up to hide his face.
"Good. Now then…." She began to drone again.
"Come on Videl, you know he can't be the Gold Fighter. Who in the worlds heard of a little book nerd secretly being a super hero." The blond boy said, and looked at her. "The guy's gotta be buff."
"Ignore him, I bet you could fight crime if you wanted. "The blond girl said.
"Oh, I doubt it." He denied.
'Of course it's not him, his hair's not even right. Then again, those fighters in the cell game videos turned their hair gold too. Although dad said it was a cheap trick…'
"The Golden Fighter…?" She whispered.
Unknown to her, tears began to form in her eyes, streaking down her cheeks for the innocent and carefree life that could have been.
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Age 775
"Damnit."
She was beginning to want to just throw the damned thing and be done with it, but the fate of the world rested on her and her ability to create this remote. Well, it was more of a detonator, one that would set off them bombs that inhabited the androids. She couldn't just throw a temper tantrum just because it wasn't working.
"Mom?" At the sound of her sons' voice, she turned her attentions away from the table and smiled at the sight of him rubbing his eyes as he made his way towards her.
"Oh hey Trunks. You finally awake?"
"What are you doing?" He asked as she went over the blueprints.
"I'm trying to make something. Something that will change out future hopefully."
"Oh! What is it?" She glanced at him with a smile.
"A remote."
"That sounds lame." He scoffed. "What's a remote going to do?"
"Blow up the androids."
"B-but how?"
"They have bombs inside of them, and if they're activated, they'll be blown to smithereens."
"Are you serious?"
She nodded. "Uh-huh. Dead serious."
"That's so cool!"
"Thanks. Though I'm not sure why I haven't thought of it before now…." She added absently as she re-examined the device.
She shook her head and got back to work.
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Age 774
She watched as the two androids left, waiting a good ten minutes after they left to rush over to the fallen man who could hold his own against the two machines of death.
When she reached his side, she checked for a pulse, happy she'd found one. Taking care, she half dragged, half carried him back to her apartment to nurse him back to health. It took her a good half hour to reach her destination, but his life was more important.
When she got him into the small quarters, she took him back to her room, and got him onto her bed, glad that she never had a chance to get a frame yet, because it would a whole lot harder to get the man onto the bed. Because of how torn and tattered his clothing was, and because she didn't know the extent of his injuries, she began to undress him, her face heating up as she did so. She'd never seen a naked man before, and it was a new experience for her.
As she unclothed him, she began dressing his wounds, not really caring that his blood was getting all over her. But when she was done, she began to itch.
"Man, that was hard work." She wiped her forehead with the back of her arm. Sighing, she stood and headed to the bathroom to clean up. "Don't go anywhere now." She called over her shoulder though she knew he probably couldn't hear her, nor would he be able to move with the extent of his injuries.
She stripped quickly, turning on the hot water before stepping under the spray.
The liquid heat caressing her skin was like heaven. She'd always loved showers, and it felt great to be able to cleanse all of the grime and blood off of her skin.
However, because there was a bleeding man in her bed, she didn't take as long a shower as she wanted to so after she cleansed herself, she quickly toweled off, and stepped inside her bedroom after making sure that the towel was held securely around her.
Before she walked to her closet to find some clothes to put on, she walked over to the bed and checked on the man, hesitantly brushing her hand against his forehead. He seemed a bit feverish, and she frowned.
"What am I going to do with you?" She pondered out loud, sighing. The moment she felt a furry stroke against her arm, she screamed, jumping back from him. She located the source of her scare, and twitched. "W-what the hell? That wasn't there before!"
The tail like appendage seemed to wave at her as it flitted back and forth in the air.
She began breathing hard as she hesitantly moved to his side once more, taking care to keep just out of reach of the furry tail, eyeballing it.
After watching it for a long moment, she reached her hand out and brushed her fingers against it. It seemed to revel in the attention, and brushed her hand.
"Ahh!" She jumped back again, only to lose her towel in the process this time. This time, her scream didn't fall on deaf ears, and the man inhabiting her bed snapped open his eyes, and looked at her. He was upon her in seconds.
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Age 775
A loud explosion was heard all throughout the compound. In her lab, Bulma was more excited than she ever had been in her life.
"Yes! I did it!" She ignored the fact that she was covered in ash, and hopped up and down.
"So it works?" Her son, also covered in ash, asked. He eyed his mother wearily.
"Yes! It does!" She began dancing around the lab with her reluctant son.
"Woman! What in the blue blazes is going on!" Vegeta demanded as he strode into the room, glaring at her accusingly. She ignored the look, and pranced over to him, pleased with herself.
"Oh Vegeta! I've done it! I'm a Genius!" He scoffed at her remark.
"You're not acting like one."
"You sourpuss." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Anyways, I have just saved the day!"
"Really?" He eyed her skeptically. "And how is that? You're weaker than a newborn third class saiya-jin."
"You ass! That's not what I meant!" She put her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Then what did you mean, stupid woman?"
"Urgh! You stupid mothe -" She broke off, taking a deep breath. "I made a remote to detonate the bombs within the androids!" At his astonished look, she giggled like a school girl.
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Age 774
She gasped when he leaned closer to her, his mouth brushing against her own. He took advantage and thrust his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. She hesitantly responded, before remembering herself and shoving away from him.
"What are you -" She jumped when she felt his teeth on her ear.
"Don't talk, just feel." His mouth left a moist trail on her throat as he placed kisses along her heated skin.
"B-but we can't! I don't know you."
"Ah, but you will." His tail snaked its way around her waist, drawing her closer to him. She shuddered at the feeling of the soft fur of his tail caressing her lazily. His kissed her once more, rougher and more demanding this time, and because she didn't know what else to do, she gave in.
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Age 775
They hadn't planned for this. The androids hadn't come this far into the city since they first began their killing spree… and taken the lives of her parents. And yet, here they were.
She and Trunks were hiding in the lab, while Vegeta fought the two of them by himself, and as more time passed, the more worried she became. He couldn't be able to handle them by himself. They were too strong.
She was torn. Torn with wanting to help out Vegeta, and see if her genius paid off for once, or to stay and survive with her son. Because she knew that this battle with the androids was bigger than them, she made the choice that would likely end with her death.
"Trunks, sweetie." He looked at her.
"Yeah mom?" She took a deep breath and prepared herself.
"You know I love you, right?"
"Yeah… I love you too. " He blushed as he said it, at the stage in which it wasn't cool to say such things.
"…. Goodbye Trunks."
"Mom! Where are you going?" He looked alarmed.
"To help your father." She turned away, trying to force back tears. She knew there was a high likely hood she wouldn't be coming back, so she looked back at her son one last time, and ran out the lab before she could change her mind.
It didn't take her long to reach the battle scene, crying out when she say how bad Vegeta was getting beaten.
"Leave him alone!" She cried as she ran to his side. The androids stopped their energy balls, and smiled at her.
"Wo…man - " He struggled to sit up. She kissed his cheek, and stepped towards the two bloody demons, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to do.
"What's a weak little human like yourself going to do?" She snarled at the pair of them.
"Fuck you! This is for my parents, and everyone else you've killed!" She didn't want to waste any time, so she pressed the red button on the remote.
"Shit!" Android 17 jumped back, just in time to save his hide, but 18 was not so lucky. She let out one final scream as the bombs within her activated and she exploded. The force of it knocked her back off her feet, landing several hundred feet away. The silence afterwards was deafening, until a wail of despair reminded her that there was still one more left. She slowly rose to her feet, only to be grabbed around the throat by 17. "You bitch! I'll kill you for that!" There was no fighting it. She embraced death, knowing she had gotten rid of one of the androids.
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So what do you think? Is it review worthy? Another note, Pan is going to be born early in this timeline... ^^ Hope to see you next time!