Dragonball Alterna
Prologue: For Want of a Potarra
Bulma and Goku were inside a dark ruin, searching for a dragonball. The Dragon Radar had clearly led them here, however the mystical orb was very well hidden and not so easily found.
Bulma nudged something with the edge of her boot as searched, she looked down and saw a small, shiny object. She picked it up to find it was a small, round earring. She smiled, admiring its simple but aesthetically pleasing craftsmanship and beauty. She put it into ehr ear to see how it would look, pulling out a capsule and producing a mirror with it. If only she had the second one, assuming there was one.
Goku walked nearby her, patting his stomach and licking his lips, obviously having eaten something while searching. Probably something disgusting and gross, Bulma thought. However, something strange happened as the young boy neared her.
Bulma screamed in fright and Goku exclaimed in surprise as the two were pulled towards each like pebbles in a vacuum and then...the world was black.
As Bulma rubbed her eyes as she regained consciousness, she realised she felt...odd. No...different. Bulma looked down, her pink tube top and brown shorts had somehow been replaced with...Goku's Orange clothing, but remodelled to fit her. She groaned in pain and held a hand to her forehead as she suddenly felt a strong headache, her tail flicked back and forth slowly.
Wait, tail!?
She looked down with wide eyes as she saw a long, brown furry tail stiff with shock coming out just above her pert butt.
'This is impossible!' She though, "I-I don't have a tail, G-Goku does! S-So why is there a tail coming out of my ass!?'
She groaned more in pain as the headache intensified in sharpness and memories flooded her mind.
Memories of learning martial arts under her grampa, meeting herself, travelling the world for dragonballs, fighting, meeting Master Roshi, figuring out how to perform a kamehameha, fighting in the world tournament and losing in the finals, the red ribbon jerks...
No, these weren't her memories. But they were.
She looked around, a thought striking ehr mind and she looked around in growing dread. "Goku! Goku where are you!? TH-this isn't funny! Goku show yourself!"
Tears formed in her eyes at the lack of reply. This wasn't happening. This was impossible.
But...it all added up.
Where else could Goku have gone after they were pulled together, and how else could she have his memories, not to mention her new clothes and her tail?
Somehow, she and Goku have merged bodies and become one person.
SO just another short prologue here, mostly cause I was tired as I wrote this, and also because the next part I'm thinking of doing might work better in the next chapter, plus this feels like a good place to end.
This fic was inspired by a dream I had, but it had nothing to do with Goku or Bulma. I won't mention it yet cause that is a major spoiler for future plot developments, but i will say it inspired me to make a fanfic based on essentially creating an alternate universe story.
Tell me what ya think and I will add more, showing just how different this new continuity will be...