Disclaimer: Due to my unfortunate age and race, I do not own any of the characters or names mentioned in this story. They belong to Toei Animation/ Bird Studios, and Funimation.

Hello! This is the first fanfic that I have posted on Fanfiction.net! Please read and review, and tell me if it is worth writing again. Actually I am writing this for my own enjoyment, As the theme was fairly original, and I have never read one like it.

I bet no one can guess what will happen!

Both Feet In The Grave.

By Shishkamoosh.

Chapter One: Changes

"What do you mean you can't bring her back?!"

"I'm sorry Sir, but she flatlined. We did everything in our power to save her. Although, there was never anything we could do…"

"Listen arsehole, I will kill you! Why can't she be brought back?"

"Please Mister! I can't do anything now! I could never help her! She was shot five times! Your daughter is dead!"

Hysterical screaming came through the doors, as Bulma came to face her husband, and the doctor.

Vegeta held her and looked up as Trunks came in, tears swelling in his eyes.

"My baby! She can't be dead! You're lying! Let me see her!" Bulma dug her nails into Vegeta's arms, as he held her tightly.

"My baby!"

Vegeta's eyes narrowed.

"Dad! I want to rest! I'm tired!"

"No! No child of mine shall not be a Super Saijin!"

"No! I want to sleep!" Bra let herself fall to the ground of the gravity room.

Vegeta growled "Bra get up! You still have two more hours left of training!"

As he spoke he could see the tears swell up in her eyes. Here we go again. He thought.

"I'm going! You can't keep me here! I want a new family! Why can't my dad be normal? But that's just too much to ask for!" She rose off the floor and kicked a hole through the side of the room, before opening the door and running off.

Vegeta looked at the hole in the machine's side. He smiled.

Pushing a button he summoned Bulma on the intercom.

"What Vegeta! I'm busy!"

"I didn't brake it! But I'd like you to fix it! Oh, and your daughter has run away again."

"She's yours too! Take the car and go get her!"

"Fine."

He laid Bulma on the bed, and walked to the window. Sliding open the door, he looked up to the stars.

A figure appeared beside him.

"Vegeta, why did he take her away?"

"He didn't Bulma. Go to sleep honey."

"I can't! Vegeta I want her back! What did we do to deserve this? Were we bad parents?"

"Bulma, look at me. Now, do you remember all the things that have happened?"

She nodded and sniffled.

"Well, even though bad stuff has happened, it's always been for a reason. I promise you that. Go to sleep baby."

As Bulma walked back inside, Vegeta looked at a small purple star.

"Hey, Kaioshin Sama! You'd better look after her! Or I'll be back!"

He closed his eyes, and turned around. Although small, a tear rolled down his cheek. Wiping it quickly away, he shut the door. Bulma was asleep. Pulling up the covers and tucking her in, he walked out of the room.

"I will find who did this. And I will make them pay."

*************

"Where in the world am I?"

"Oh, that's just it Miss, your not in the world!"

He laughed. He had an annoying laugh.

Bra looked around her. What did he mean?

"I can't remember how I got here… wherever here is. Can you please tell me where I am?"

"Miss, you are now standing in the gateway to the Otherworld."

Bra smiled. "No I'm not! That's where dead people are!" she laughed.

The man looked at her sternly. There was something not right about the way he looked. She had seen aliens before, but none like this. He was wearing a suit, and had blue skin, with black hair…and a halo.

Holy shit.

Grabbing her handbag she pulled out her mirror. Above her head was a halo.

She looked up at the building that stood before her.

WELCOME TO THE OTHERWORLD

Please wait to be served.

THANK YOU.

What the Hell was going on? How could she be dead?

I'll go to the only place that I can!

She ran across the road and headed downtown. Son Goten was her confidant. She always felt wanted when she was with him.

When she was a kid she had a crush on him. Not anymore.

Vegeta had made sure that his daughter never got involved with Kakarotto's son. Goten was married to Marron now.

Turning a corner she slammed into the chest of a big man.

"Hey baby! You're looking good!"

He grabbed her shoulders.

"I know that jerk! I always look good. Leave me alone!"

She shook herself out of his grip and started to leave.

The man blocked her path. Bra gulped, but looked up and smiled.

"Please let me get through. I am trying to get somewhere important."

She tapped her foot in annoyance.

"Listen sweetie, so am I, but I can't do that without some money." He smirked "Can I?"

He backed her into a carpark, and turning around she saw two men get out of the lone car that was there.

"Hey boys! Looks like we've got ourselves some dinner." He grabbed Bra's handbag and pulled out her wallet.

Bra shuddered. She could feel their eyes giving her the once over.

"Give that back you creep! I'm warning you!"

The men laughed. One of them spoke.

"Hey Phil, it looks like we got ourselves desert too. Hehehe."

The man called Phil reached out and grabbed her wrist. She screamed, but he put his hand over her mouth. His palm was hot and sweaty. She felt like throwing up.

"You wouldn't bail on us now would you sweetheart? The party's just getting started. Princess."

Bra saw red at the mention of the name. Princess. That name, the only one who called her that was her father. Nobody else.

Bra looked up from her memories. What had happened next? It was too cloudy to tell.

"Dad, Mom." She burst into tears and fell.

*************

High above the Earth, Dende looked down onto Satan City. He frowned. Things would change forever. Once the news got around, the remnants of the once undefeated Z Senshi would crumble into dust. He too would face the consequences.

"It's over Piccolo. Everything will change."

Dende looked into the fellow Namek's eyes. Piccolo nodded. He wouldn't be long. Just to the Otherworld and back.

"Can you tell them? I have to go. Vegeta wants Kaioshin Sama to look after her."

Piccolo frowned. "You know I don't want to, but everyone needs to be on guard. Like you said. It's over."

Dende smiled grimly. In an instant Piccolo was gone. Focusing, he disappeared from the watchtower with a flicker.