What Is Real, What Is Fiction?

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"Going to sleep is always a journey and a mystery most people still cannot endure to this day; every night, as I lay my head down on the pillow and think about many different things, I always think to myself, 'what do I want to dream about tonight?' Will it be another murder mystery, running in the World Olympics, saving a basket of kittens from a river? Nobody knows what they'll dream of each night, and most cannot control what they dream about. For the majority of my life, I could. I'd force myself to think of only one thought and continue from where I left of the night before or just reimaging it in a different way again. My visually artistic mind made it so that whenever I dreamt, it'd be like a cinematic adventure. My mind would play like a movie. I would very rarely see things from my own perspective. It would always be from a camera man's perspective. As if we were being filmed; it didn't matter what I was dreaming about, whether it be happy, sad, scary, angry, jealous or excited, my dreams were always an adventure.

Most of my dreams growing up would be labeled in the twisted and creepy. If most people saw what I dreamt about at night, I would have be sent to an insane asylum immediately and most definitely. I am not stating that I have problems; I am not stating that I have issues, but I am not perfect nor is anyone perfect. Eventually, at some point in a person's life, they will have a dream that they won't stop thinking about for maybe a few nights to possibly years. As a young child, I was confused when it came to the killing of animals or humans, whether God was real or not, and my own anatomy. Growing up, I never truly understood the right from the wrong. I was the follower, not the leader.

Throughout adolescence, I went through multiple phases in which I thought I would never return from again. Dream after dream, night after night, I would have sick and twisted dreams that eventually at one point led me to believe I truly was insane. But is anyone truly "sane"? No, no one is. Argue as you might, but as a young teenager, I took to it to begin turning my dreams into stories. I was usually most fond of ideas my subconscious would gather after seeing a movie I very much enjoyed; ideas, inspirations and desires. I always loved writing shorts, poems, songs, essays and eventually, novels."

"To continue with why I began writing this in the first place, the main reason being was because on November 30th, of 2015, I had a dream that I thought could be something extraordinary; it consisted of Science Fiction, Adventure, Drama, Romance, Thriller and completely remarkable, powerful, insanely extraordinarily expert ideal script with wonderful characters and story structure.

My dream was based on the Dragon Ball universe actually existing and the reason we knew everything about it almost down to the final detail. I am an enormous fan of the Dragon Ball universe, and when I woke from my dream the first night I had it, I knew I needed to continue." - Taylor A. Galbraith

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(For those of you who do not know what Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z is or anything from the Dragon Ball franchise, here's the basic rundown of the whole plot.)

[REMINDER: This article was edited by Taylor A. Galbraith, simply by removing the Japanese text, numeral book markings and adjustments to a few run-on sentences from the original copy. Taylor A. Galbraith owns no rights to Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, Dragons Ball GT or anything from the Dragon Ball franchise. Please support the official release.]

"Dragon Ball Z picks up five years after the end of the Dragon Ball anime, with Goku as a young adult and father to his son Gohan. A humanoid alien named Raditz arrives on Earth in a spacecraft and tracks down Goku, revealing to him that he is his long-lost big brother and that they are members of a nearly extinct extraterrestrial race called the Saiyans. The Saiyans had sent Goku (originally named "Kakarot") to Earth as an infant to conquer the planet for them, but he suffered a severe head injury soon after his arrival and lost all memory of his mission, as well as his blood-thirsty Saiyan nature. Goku refuses to help Raditz continue the mission, which results in Raditz kidnapping Gohan. Goku decides to team up with Piccolo in order to defeat Raditz and save his son, while sacrificing his own life in the process. In the afterlife, Goku trains under King Kai until he is revived by the Dragon Balls a year later in order to save the Earth from Raditz' comrades; Nappa and the Saiyan prince Vegeta. During the battle Piccolo is killed, along with Goku's allies Yamcha, Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu, and the Dragon Balls cease to exist because of Piccolo's death. Goku arrives at the battlefield late, but avenges his fallen friends by defeating Nappa with his new level of power. Vegeta himself enters into the battle with Goku and after numerous clashes Goku manages to defeat him as well, with the help of Gohan and his best friend Krillin.

At Goku's request, they spare Vegeta's life and allow him to escape Earth. During the battle, Krillin overhears Vegeta mentioning the original set of Dragon Balls from Piccolo's home planet Namek. While Goku recovers from his injuries at the hospital, Gohan, Krillin and Goku's oldest friend Bulma depart for Namek in order to use these Dragon Balls to revive their dead friends. However, they discover that Vegeta's superior, the galactic tyrant Lord Frieza, is already there, seeking the Dragon Balls to be granted eternal life. A fully healed Vegeta arrives on Namek as well, seeking the Dragon Balls for himself, which leads to several battles between him and Frieza's henchmen. Realizing he's overpowered, Vegeta teams up with Gohan and Krillin to fight the Ginyu Force, a team of mercenaries summoned by Frieza. After Goku finally arrives on Namek, the epic battle with Frieza himself comes to a close when Goku transforms into a fabled Super Saiyan and defeats him.

Upon his return to Earth a year later, Goku encounters a time traveler named Trunks, the future son of Bulma and Vegeta, who warns Goku that a group of Androids, "Artificial Humans" will appear three years later, seeking revenge against Goku for destroying the Red Ribbon Army when he was a child. During this time, an evil life form called Cell emerges and after absorbing two of the Androids to achieve his "perfect form," holds his own fighting tournament to decide the fate of the Earth. After Goku sacrifices his own life a second time, to no avail, Gohan avenges his father by defeating Cell after ascending to the second level of Super Saiyan. Seven years later Goku, who has been briefly revived for one day, and his allies are drawn into a fight against a magical being named Majin Buu. After numerous battles resulting in the destruction and recreation of the Earth, Goku (whose life is permanently restored by the Elder Kai) destroys Buu with a "Spirit Bomb" attack containing the energy of everyone on Earth. Goku makes a wish for Majin Buu to be reincarnated as a good person. Ten years later, at another martial arts tournament, Goku meets Buu's human reincarnation, Uub. Leaving the match between them unfinished, Goku departs with Uub to train him to become Earth's new guardian."

Find at wiki/Dragon_Ball_Z and more information on the Dragon Ball franchise.

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"To my love, Nathan;

You give me all the inspiration in the world.

I could never live without you."

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BEFORE READING:

[Note: This story is based on a fictional universe revealing that it was all true, and contains some characters based on real people as well as many fictional. I do not own any of the Dragon Ball or Dragon Ball Z franchise rights to any content or characters at all. Please support the official franchise.

WARNING: This story is extremely graphic and contains very heavy topics such as murder, death, fighting, blood and gore, rape, sex, bondage and suicide. You MUST be 18 years old or older in order to read this [R-rated story]! If you cannot handle any of these topics, please specify, and contact the author (me) for the 'Kai' or 'Remastered' version; note that the Kai/Remastered version may still contain a few of these topics, but they will be heavily censored. Thank you, and hope you enjoy!]

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Character Name Reference (In order of appearance or importance to the story):

Taylor (me) – Main character

Prince Vegeta – Main antagonist

Kakarot – Main protagonist

Nathan – Taylor's Boyfriend

King Vegeta – Vegeta's father

Marissa – Taylor's best friend

Garthshin – The Saiyan General that Marissa befriends

Vegito – One of the five Elites

Gogeta – One of the five Elites

Bardock – Kakarot's father

Raditz – Kakarot's older brother

Brian – Nathan's father

Brendan – Nathan's brother

Taylor. S – Taylor and Nathan's friend from the U.S.

Rose – Taylor's and Kakarot's daughter

Goten – Taylor's and Kakarot's son

Gohan – Kakarot's first son

Vanessa – Gohan's Mother

Commander Zoutar – Leader of the Planet Aurelia

Turles – Kakarot's uncle (Bardock's brother)

Brock – Royal Guard

Regan – Nathan's best friend

Carole – Nathan's mother

Jessica – Taylor's friend

Matt – Nathan's friend

Kyle – Nathan's friend

Broly – The first fifth Elite member

Nappa – Prince Vegeta's best friend

Tarble – Prince Vegeta's younger brother

Reagan – Taylor's older brother

Andrew – Taylor's younger brother

Chapter One

Ninety Days

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On the evening of October 17th, 2015, my boyfriend, Nathan and I were sitting in the basement of his parent's house watching Dragon Ball Z. I looked over at Nathan from the couch I was sitting on; he looked up at me smiling like usual, and then I jokingly asked,

"Hey, Nathan…?"

"Yeah…?"

"Wouldn't it be cool if all these characters were real and like came to Earth? Like the Saiyans, and the Z fighters and whatnot…? Wouldn't that be awesome, to meet them and what not?"

He chuckled and answered,

"Yeah, sure; just as long as they don't take over the planet or anything stupid, I think it would be absolutely awesome!"

"He-he; yeah…"

We continued to watch, and then soon after went to bed.

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We were sitting in the living room, Nathan and I. Nobody else was home. It was the late afternoon of January 14th, 2017. We were watching over the pets while Nathan's parents were returning from their vacation to Las Vegas. I had pretty much lost track of how many times they had gone there over the past few years. Nathan and I had been moved out for about two years now and we were finally beginning our lives. I was finally almost completely happy with my life. Nathan smiled at me as he got up. He came over and gently kissed my forehead, then, went into the kitchen to get a glass of milk. We had moved into the south-central area of Regina, Saskatchewan, and I finally had a Full-Time job as a DJ at Vinyl Replay Entertainment. We had been staying at Nathan's parent's place for one week now. Occasionally, I would go for walks around the block, considering how beautiful the temperature was for January. I sat in the chair, pondering over more Dragon Ball merchandise online.

What to get, what to get…

Nathan chuckled when he came back around the corner from the kitchen, knowing that I was on Amazon looking at Dragon Ball this and Dragon Ball that. He sat back down on the couch and continued to watch Archer on Netflix. It was just me and him in the house; Brendan was coming home today from Ontario. He had gone on a school trip for anyone wanting to continue their training into and with the military for two weeks. He was going to become a General, and both Nathan and I thought that that was absolutely awesome. Nathan was really looking forward to seeing his brother. The two hadn't talked in a long while; almost a month now.

As Nathan's dad's truck pulled into the driveway, unexpectedly the television switched channels from what we were watching to a blank blue screen.

"What the…?"

At first, we thought maybe there was a connection problem until a presidential print appeared in the middle. A loud, high-pitched beep echoed from the television. I covered my ears as Nathan grabbed the remote and began turning it down until we realized what was on the television. He then began to slowly turn it back up. The dogs were barking loudly as usual, so I raised my voice in one loud burst to 'shut up'. Apparently I yelled so loud that Nathan's parents, Brian, and Carole could hear me from outside. They rushed in demanding to know what was happening, but they were silenced by the television's screen. There was a loud ten-second long beep that stuck a high-pitched ringing in my ears, and then a message began scrolling up. It read, in a robotic feminine recorded voice:

"Warning: Do not attempt to turn off your television, this is a worldwide announcement. Do not attempt to leave the premises of your residence. This is an emergency message sent by the world nation leaders. NASA has strictly informed all government facilities and Royal assemblies that there has been unidentified space craft's heading towards Planet Earth. The estimated count is over three million, five hundred. There estimated arrival will be in ninety days. All citizens may not leave their residence after twelve a.m. tonight. Any supplies or food supplement you need must be bought by the end of January 14th (today). This is not a drill. Earth's status has been labeled as code: 641102 or 'code: black'. Again, this is not a drill. Thank you for listening, and stay safe."

The television went black but then cut back to the channel we were originally watching and we all stood in silence. No one knew what to say. Nathan and I slowly grabbed our things we had upstairs and snuck past Carole and Brian to get downstairs, not even bothering to welcome them back or even say hello. We sat in the basement, not knowing what to say to one another.

"Is this real? Is this actually happening?"

Nathan looked up at me from across the room and shook his head.

"I don't know… Ninety days… That's… That's three months away!"

He looked scared, but I stayed in solid disbelief. As he stared at me with wide eyes thinking about what he just said, I got up and ran over the computer desk where my cell phone had been charging. I immediately called my mom, but she didn't answer, so I texted my brothers, Reagan, and Andrew. Andrew replied saying he and mom were fine, but Reagan didn't respond. I assumed it was because he was probably at work, but I wasn't sure. As we stayed downstairs, we heard the door open upstairs and then heard a familiar male voice, Brendan. Carole and Brain made sure he was alright and he was insisting that he was fine and that he saw the message on the bus ride on the way back from the airport. As soon as it had ended, he immediately rushed home. Nathans family called one another to make sure everyone saw the message and was still alright as did my family. I called my closest friends Marissa and Jessica to make sure that they were both alright… they were, but I was so afraid. What were we suppose to think? The whole world was now sitting ducks, and we were all waiting until the hunters would come.

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No one slept that night. Ninety percent of all television channels were off the air. The only ones available were a few local news stations; all the national news channels and one talk show that had a few NASA scientists hosting it of all things. They would talk about all the research that they done on the mysterious space craft's, what type of life form may be in control and would show still imagines of watch their satellites could pick out. Many satellites were destroyed by some of the mysterious space craft's; NASA believed that whoever or whatever these things were, they have been watching us for a very long time and they did not want to be seen or studied by us until their arrival.

Like an iceberg, it never looks too big. What the eye sees above the water is only a fraction of the rest of it. What the eye can't see is the biggest mystery of all. All I can think about is all the plausible things that could happen when that iceberg melts, and the waters flood everything…

I thought that to myself while sitting in the lone basement, quiet, patient.

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Days will pass and we all sat around, barely talking and barely eating. Saving as much as we could, Nathan and I continued to try and stay positive. We continued to work out and have kind and funny conversations. Every time Brian saw us in our happy state, he would get infuriated, yelling at us that we were just trying to throw reality aside and live in our pathetic fantasies where nothing goes wrong. He was angering everyone, but I could see where his anger was coming from. He was afraid for his and his family's safety. Sometimes, Brendan would even get the same way. Everyone was afraid of the unknown. What were we suppose to believe? The internet was crawling with conspiracies that the national NASA warning was just a hoax, but on January 22nd, at 1:30 P.M. in Pilot Butte, Saskatchewan, but everywhere else in the world all at the exact same time, many news stations put out more distinct piece of information about the strange life forms coming towards Earth, including an audio track of a forty-two second long conversation between the Japanese prime minister and one of the extraterrestrial leaders of the fleet. It was in Japanese, so naturally, Nathan's family was relying on me to translate what they were saying. They were all anxious. I roughly made out the words '… we will arrive on the Earth day on April 14th… we are demanding high prices for your richest resources and life forms… our King has demanded human females to help build up our empire more… human males for new soldiers and warriors… if declined, we will declare war…' It was terrifying.

The world fell silent in many countries while many others prepared for war. World War Four was knocking at humanities door, after already almost having it begin in at the end of the year 2015 and the middle of the year 2016, and many presumed humanity was going to lose. World War Three already happened, but it was short lived, wiping out forty-four million people off the face of the Earth from two nuclear explosions in the middle-east. Luckily enough for most of the world, not too many countries were affected by the disastrous explosions, but many lives were still lost between those two months of battle.

Nathan's family held their breaths when the translated words came out of my mouth. While I finished talking, Brian and Carole began arguing over what to do. Brian wanted to leave, but Carole insisted on staying with the family and watching over everyone. Nathan called his friends to find out what their plans were. Kyle's family was leaving to head up north. Matt's family was staying in Balgonie, Regan's family we presumed were staying in Pilot Butte. I guess Nathan's was, too; Brian wasn't going to win this battle. He was pissed, but he wasn't going to leave his family behind.

Whenever someone tried to speak, all the others got furious almost as if demanding silence. I had never seen so much tension among people, the world, or anything! What was going to happen to all of us?!

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A few more days passed, and all of us were still sitting in silence watching the television. No one was going to work and no one was leaving the house. Luckily for Nathan's parents, they stock up on lots of food all the time; so we had more than enough to get through the next three months. Nathan and I kept in close contact with our friends, or as close as we possibly could. Another week went and updates on mysterious lights being seen in the sky at night. Were they going to arrive earlier than we all thought?!

Oh, God!

I called my family to make sure they were all okay. They were still, but they were all still scared too; just like the rest of us.

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Day after day, week after week, and yet, Nathan's dad still didn't want to believe anything was going to happen, or at least, he tried 'acting' like nothing would happen. Even when everyone else in the world was convinced, he had to be the different one and not believe anything would happen. In a way, I was really hoping it would and an alien would land here and stare him straight in the eye, just so he could see that, for once, he was wrong! I know that's pretty harsh; an alien kidnapping him would be extreme, but it would make a huge difference in that man's head. I didn't want that; Brian was just being 'Brian'. The terrifying truth of it all, though, was that anything could happen… anything!

Time was running out. The days grew darker and then, on the morning of day eighty-three, all power and electricity around the globe cut and went out. The Earth went literally dark. Candles were lit and set throughout the house. Nathan and I stayed close, promising each other that no matter what happens we will always love one another. We knew that once the Earth would be taken under the extraterrestrial's control, we were bound to be separated and most likely never see each other again. All power was gone, they made contact to NASA; which NASA had yet to reveal and they were surrounding the Earth, what more proof do we need?! They're going to take over the world. I was scared, but more or less curious. I wanted to see what they looked like. I wanted to know.

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Day eighty-eight was here and the first wave was supposedly going to arrive early. I called Marissa and told about how we've been just sitting in the basement for days and doing nothing. We didn't know what to do. They were doing the same thing. After about four hours of talking and another hour of just trying to hang up, I quickly called Jessica. She didn't answer, though; tears streamed over my cheeks as I locked my phone to save what little battery was left. Nineteen percent; that's all I had left. I worried about her, about both of them… about everyone. Nathan held me close and told me that they'd all be just fine. I wanted to believe him, I truly wanted to, but… I couldn't bring myself to do it. Everyone and everything was going to die… but I didn't dare say it out loud.

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Regan came over to Nathan's parent's place for a few hours. We all hung out and tried to stay calm about the situation. We all sat in the basement in the dark. Only a small bit of candle light illuminating certain areas. My laptop had only ten percent of the battery left and we had to contact Taylor. She was a close friend of ours who lived in Rapid City, South Dakota. We hadn't been able to contact her in so long, and Nathan, Regan and I all huddled around the screen, Skype ringing to her, praying she'd answer. The screen flickered and she was there.

"Taylor…? Oh my God! Thank God you're alright!"

"Holy shit, where are you guys?! Why haven't you guys answered any of my calls?"

Nathan cut in.

"We've just been busy… My dad has really been on our case about all this shit!"

"Wow…"

Taylor exhaled frustrated.

"I'm planning on coming up there! I'm leaving tomorrow…"

Regan cut in.

"NO! Taylor, you can't do that! These things are going to arrive any day, any time now! You need to stay where you are…"

"Fuc… Re… I… you… ple…"

The screen began freezing and the audio started to cut in and out. Nathan spoke up over the scattered audio.

"Taylor, stop. We can't hear you! The audio is cutting in and out…"

"Wh… at… Nath… don… ple…"

"Taylor… Taylor, can you hear me?! Taylor!"

The screen began flickering and the picture went black an error message popped up in the center of the screen. We all sat in silence staring at the ended Skype call before my laptop screen went black. I sighed in disappointment.

"Great… it's dead… now; we have absolutely no way of contacting her…"

Regan and Nathan looked at each other worried.

"Do you think we should go and get her?"

Nathan and I looked at each other, wondering. Should we? Carole and Brian don't want us to leave and it was highly recommended that no one leaves their homes. Regan stood up abruptly.

"Screw it! I'm going down there! I'm going to go and get her!"

"Regan, wait…"

He didn't turn around. He marched to the stairs and ran up, slamming the door upstairs behind him. Nathan growled angrily.

"What's wrong with you now?!"

His eyes glared up at me.

"That bastard's going to get himself killed!"

"Nathan, stop it! He'll be fine! We still have time! That's enough; you're just letting your anger from here get the best of you again!"

Nathan waited silently for a moment and then exhaled deeply.

"I'm sorry…"

I sighed and moved over to him, cuddling up next to him.

"He's going to be fine… we're all going to be fine!"

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A few more hours went by before Nathan received a FaceTime call on his phone. He only had about three percent left of battery and my phone was already dead. It was Regan. We answered it quickly to see Regan looking over at the screen; he was driving his van. Taylor was holding the phone.

"Hey, guys! I'm coming back! I've got Taylor. We should be there in about three more hours…"

"Regan, thank God… so, is it just you two?"

Taylor turned the camera to face herself.

"Yeah… my family refused to come with… they all stayed behind."

"Oh…"

"Yeah… anyways, we should be there…"

She stopped talking and glanced away, out the window.

"Hey, Regan… did you hear that?"

"Yeah… what the hell was that?"

Nathan and I looked at each other confused. What were they talking about?! Taylor glanced out the window again, murmuring something we couldn't make out.

"Taylor, what's going on?"

Nathan abruptly asked before I could.

Right when Taylor looked back down at the screen, we felt a rumble at our feet.

What the…

Regan yelled something that we totally missed in the background.

"Regan, speed up; hurry!"

"Fuck… NO!"

"Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, DRIVE!"

"FUCK! NO!"

A large rumbling sound echoed through the phone from their location. They were nearing the border into Canada when it started happening.

"Regan… REGAN…!"

Nathan yelled at the phone. What was happening?! They both screamed as the phone flew from Taylor's hand and flew around the rolling vehicle before finally cutting out.

"No… no… Regan… Taylor…"

The room was silent again and Nathan's mom came rushing down the stairs.

"What the hell are you screaming about?!"

I looked up at her worried. Nathan's eyes began glistening as he stared down at his now dead phone. Carole looked at the both of us scared.

"It's Regan… he and Taylor just rolled the van… I, I think… The connection was lost… We have no idea if they're okay or not…"

Carole stared blankly at us, not knowing what to say. She mumbled the words 'Oh, my God…', and then turned and headed back upstairs to tell Brian and Brendan. I hugged Nathan tightly. He mocked the words that I spoke earlier quietly to himself.

"They'll be fine… we'll all be just fine…"

I didn't say another word after that. Nathan was scared, angry, and sad. I was too, but I tried harder to not show it.