Author's notes: Hello! Some people say Bra/Goten's age difference made them an unusual couple. In this fic however, Bra is from an alternate future (Mirai Bra). Her future is similar to Mirai Trunks', its left in disaster due to the androids. In her timeline she did manage to be born while the androids appeared much later than expected. As you can tell, there are some differences in the original timeline. Don't worry I'll try to explain it as best as I can in later chapters :D

*I have added more to the story in order to fluff it out a bit, not leaving it so linear*

Also, I don't own DBZ/DBGT ^^

Desperate Times

Light rain had fallen that day, though it was not enough to extinguish the fires from the destroyed buildings that slowly crumbled along the empty streets. Red embers leaped up with the flames, the black smoke trailing it's way up to the sky to gather into thick pillowy bluffs of smog. It was a fire created through treachery, whatever happiness one could find in this world would be short lived. The androids would see to it, that they'd be the only ones having a good time. Screams, explosions, frantic cries for help were a regular occurance. They rang out through the air at any given time, especially at night. Sleep would not come easy; then again not many things did, especially in these times.

The mound of earth that held Vegeta's dead body was marred with footsteps. Someone had taken great pleasure to trample upon the dead. Everytime she came to visit her father's grave, Bra would smooth out the ground with her hands, almost like smoothing a sheet out on a freshly made bed. On some days, tears would fall from her eyes onto the dust covered ground. How she wished her father was still here with her. She closed her eyes for a moment, whispering a prayer for her father to find rest. Her thoughts rushed back to when he was alive, he would buy her anything she wanted, he doted on her with much care. He was a good father and a great fighter. He died protecting her mother, Bulma. Though the details of that day were left unclear, her mother did not talk about it much. The hurt in Bulma's heart caused by that day probably would never heal.

Bra's thoughts were cut short when she heard the siren ring out through the city.

"An attack!" She gasped as she quickly got up from Vegeta's grave, giving it one last look before hurrying home.

She ran through the back alleys and side streets, away from the main roads in order to avoid the risk of meeting up with the androids. Fear pumping through her body as her feet pounded on the pavement, her house was on the next block. However, when she reached the Capsule Corp complex, she quickly came to a hault. The door had been melted open. Sheer terror gripped her body now, but it would not stop her. Her brother and mother were inside, she had to find them. After quickly composing herself, she entered her broken home. Glass crunching under her shoes, she looked down to see her family photos were broken, strewn across the ground, discarded there as if they meant nothing. She felt a rush of anger build inside her, but she could not give into that, she had to find her brother and mother.

Just then, she heard her mother scream. It was coming from the basement, the hidden bunker.

"How did the androids find us?" Her thoughts raced.

Mustering all the courage she had, she slowly approached the basement steps towards the underground labs. She could hear the rummaging of furniture being thrown about from downstairs. Wood splintering as chairs and tables were tossed around like paper. The halogen lights flickered and ticked on and off, until it finally gave way plunging the room into darkness. The downstairs room became silent.

'Have the androids gone on deeper into the lab?' She wondered to herself, as she blindly felt around for the hand rail. Her hand touched wall, sliding her hand down she felt the cold steel rail. She quickly grasped onto it, then slowly climbed down one step at a time, completely blind in this dark abyss. She had stumbled a few times, hushing herself as best as she could after each fall. She stepped over more freshly made glass, silently hoping to not fall or slip in this darkness. This being a lab, who knew what hazardous materials were on the ground.

"And here I am walking blindly in all of it, just great." She murmered to herself.

A burning smell suddenly permeated the air, her eyes searched the area, a white fluorescent light could be seen shining through the glass panes of the double doors. She slowly made her way there, she was now in a dimly lit hallway. The entire area was pock-ridden with bullet holes, the ceramic tiles under her feet were cracked as she walked down the sparsely lit area. There were papers strewn about in disarray. Before she could take notice to any other damage, a scream pierced through the air from down the hall. Her heart sank, it was her mother's scream.

Bra quickly made her way down the hallway towards Bulma's screams, memories flashed in her head of her mother and her brother, for certainly Trunks had to be there with her. The two rarely left the lab lately since they were both working on an experiment together. This bunker had been built for protection with sturdy steel walls and doors, the Briefs' had remained hidden for the most part, Bra was still in shock that the androids had actually found it.

"And now the androids are here, right in our own home!" she clenched her fist, she continued to run as fast as she could.

An overwhelming sense of dread rushing over her. The large double doors of her mother's laboratory came into view, the glass was cracked. Blue sparks within illuminated the area enough to make

Bra stop dead in her tracks. Peering inside was a most horrific sight.

"Trunks..." She whispered, tears welling in her eyes.

Her brother was dead.

There he was, lifeless; his hair matted with blood from the surrounding blood pool he was lying in.

"His sword… they stabbed him with his own sword." Bra choked out, through her tears.

Bulma was shaking with grief; they had killed her son in front of her.

Android 17 turned to look at Bulma pathetically whimpering over her dead son. Her head was bent low, half screaming at the androids in rage and grief over her lost child.

"Shut the old woman up too!" The dark haired android said to his partner while grinning.

They didn't even hesitate, didn't even think twice; they blasted straight through her heart, killing her instantly. Her mother and brother were both gone, all in an instant.

Stifling her scream, Bra tried with every bit of strength she could muster to regain control of her panic stricken body.

"Let's see what else is crawling around in this dump." Android 18 carelessly muttered as she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. The two were so amused with their kills they began shooting the area up with a varage of beams and blasts.

Bra tried her best to ignore the pain, the grief, she tore her eyes away from the scene. She pinched herself, she was still alive. Her mother and brother would not want her to die by these androids, they would not allow her to kill herself either.

"If I stay here, they'll kill me."

The realization came to her fast; maybe it was her hidden saiyan survival instinct that kicked in? Whatever it was, if she did not get out of here she would be dead next. She spun around and ran as quickly as she could down the hallway.

All kinds of thoughts rushed through her mind,

"They took their lives away so fast, cold and heartless monsters. Mom, Trunks, I'll get out of here. I'll survive and live my days in a better life, I promise." tears fell from her eyes, staining her cheeks as she made her way to her escape.

She knew what had to be done now. Her mother and brother had made necessary evacuation and emergency plans if anything should happen in dire circumstances. This was the day they had all feared would happen. Everyone she knew was gone, friends, family, there was nothing here for her anymore.

Her grandfather's lab was just up ahead. She quickly fingered the keypad, giving the necessary password and finger print identification. The electronic door opened, the rush of cool air hit her face as she entered the room. A large explosion rang out through the hallways, dust from the ceiling started to fall. The androids were demolishing the bunker, probably to kill off any other survivors. The willpower to survive drove Bra to push on forward; she quickly went to the back of the room, opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled out a small black box. She clicked open one of the capsules and threw it.

It was a time machine. The word "Hope" was written on the side, it was Bulma's hope for her children to make it out of this world. To not have to suffer and hide, not knowing who would be next to die. This was the emergency plan, the experiment Trunks and Bulma slaved away after, the future for either Trunks or Bra. Her maternal instincts would not allow her children to live a life of suffering. If things did not improve, this time capsule was set for the past, a past with hopefully better living conditions than this nightmare they lived in right now. What awaited her in that timeline, Bra did not know.

"Hope." She thought as she booted up the time machine for departure.

"I hope it's better than this life." Her vision blurred with tears as the painful reality of all this hit her. She slammed down on the launch button, disappearing, not knowing where the time stream would take her.

Hope you guys like it so far :D will be working on another chapter soon, please write in reviews :o they help me write quicker :)