'What's that!' thought Trunks Heading in the direction of the sounds source. The saiya-jin powered along the desolate streets, blinking his eyes in a painful attempt to achieve better vision through the smog covered environment. He was forced to jump, duck and dive as random shards of glass or loose rubble continued to dislodge from the devastated buildings, hurtling towards him like oversized hailstones. Fires ripped through anything and everything. Suddenly an engine began flying towards him at exceptional pace. But been a saiya-jin dealing with it was like food and drink and he merely paid the object any notice as he casually flicked it off in a different direction.

As he reached the street corner he halted momentarily while still scanning the area.

'I'm sure the noise came from around here,' he thought to himself. His assumption was answered moments later as he caught the slightest of movements by a black cloaked figure. Its long, straw white hair trailed along the floor behind it, as well as the object responsible for the cause of so many cruel deaths. About the size of a dinner plate shaped like satellite. However the object protruding from the middle wasn't used for picking up signals but to suck the life force of innocent people. Most noticeably in this case: CHILDREN!

Wasting no time trunks gathered some energy in to the palm of his hand and launched it in the direction of his foe. It missed by inches creating a thick crater in the tarmac. Trunks erupted, flying towards the enemy with great velocity and vigour. He was going to catch this one. This one wasn't escaping. He couldn't let it. But before his very eyes he observed a cigarette burn the size of an adult pierce through the atmosphere. The murderer jumped towards its heaven. Trunks adjusted his hands moving them frantically, finally screaming 'Burning attack!' The ki blast rocketed towards the hole but time was again against Trunks. It hit the enemy but barely grazing his foot upon contact. An ear scream echoed from the interior of the hole then it disappeared leaving Trunks hovering wrapped in thought.

Was the attack over? Should he continue searching for more enemies? He decided on neither the former or latter and instead opted to contact Gohan. He pulled clicked on the ear piece his mother had designed and called out his name.

'Trunks,' replied Gohan. 'They've all escaped from where I am. What about you?'

'It's the same story here, not to mention the smoke isn't helping. I can barely see my feet.'

'I think we should head back to the house at least regroup for now. There isn't much more we can do,' advised Gohan.

Back at Capsule Corp headquarters Bulma Briefs was frantically moving from computer to computer trying to piece together the information she was receiving. Her ear was constantly been borrowed from operator to operator.

'Miss it seems the invaders are leaving look at the time frequencies here, it's representing movement away from our time by a huge object.,' started one of her staff. She quickly paced over to the computer screen analysing what had been said. She tapped him on the shoulder.

'Good work everybody. It is a shame we hadn't thought about this in the past. They've exploited a hue weakness in our civilisation but at least now, we have the answers. It's been a long day and I hope that all of your families are safe in this time of crisis. Please make your way home safely.'

The 50 storeys worth of screens within the compound began to flick to black and the lights in turn began to dim. Scrapping noises echoed and the imminent use of mobile (cell) phones began to appear, along with the inevitable cries of grief and pain. While Bulma wished she could comfort her effortless staff but she had pressing matters to discuss with Gohan and her son. She disappeared through the door behind her which was conveniently linked in to her very own kitchen.

Both of the boys had returned safely, no injuries this calmed her greatly. Her motherly worry not only carried Trunks anymore but the same affection for Gohan. What appeared most noticeable however was their different reactions to the past events. Gohan was sat at the table hand on head looking to the floor in a disappointed way. Trunks however hadn't taken a seat. He was pacing the room like a raging bull talking quietly talking to himself and squeezing his right arm in to a fist so tightly the circulation was been cut off.

'You're both ok?' She began more so to open the conversation than needing an answer.

'Yeh…' responded Gohan soberly. Trunks finally stopped pacing and started to fire questions in to his mother.

'What was the cause? Why did you only find out now? Couldn't you have done something more to stop this!' inquired Trunks with a hint of viciousness.

Bulma felt the red mist settling upon her. She was tired; she'd worked her backside off. The whole team had! They'd thrown everything they had to try to understand the situation and now Trunks selfishly had started shooting off at her. Instead of shouting back she steadied her train of thought and walked over to Trunks grabbing his shoulders with both hands. She looked him eye to eye and suddenly the rage from his face began to diminish as tears began to form in his eyes. She wrapped her arms round him and put her head on his in that way only mothers can. She could feel her top soaking up the wet expelling from Trunks' eyes. She understood why he was reacting so raged. Since the end of the androids he promised in front of everyone to protect the planet from any situation it faced. So they'd never have to experience the pain of loved ones dying again. But this time they'd been outsmarted and Trunks hadn't been able to protect.

'Bulma,' began Gohan a few moments later after the emotion had cooled off and all were now seated at the table. 'You said you've managed to work out what's been going on could you explain it?'

'Of course,' she began as she observed Trunks slowly whimper while rubbing his eyes dry. 'They've been using time warps to attack us.' Both boys starred at Bulma in that 'what the f…' manner. Noticing this she dived in to explaining.

'I believe they are time travellers of some sort – why is the big question. However we were alerted to modification in our time code today. Much like a computer system each 'instance' of reality has its own unique code, when it's modified it naturally means there's something interfering with it. In this case it represented a large foreign body was synchronized with our code. It has since left and luckily not damaged the original code.'

Trunks was running the explanation through his head a few times. Even though he'd timed travelled the whole concept of how it worked was beyond him. It was for the super brains like his mum and Gohan.

'If what you say is right Bulma then that would indicate they've massacred several other realities besides ours?'

'It appears so,' answered Bulma sombrely. All three sat quietly for a moment letting several scenarios trickle through their head. Trunks, while more settled now was still thinking of only one thing. Revenge.

'Lets follow them,' he spluttered out. Gohan and Bulma both looked at him liked he'd lost his marbles.

'Are you insane Trunks we don't even know where their heading. It may not even be our reality!' fired Gohan at the young saiyan. Trunks shot out from his chair scrapping the floor loudly and causing it to fall from the shear force of movement.

'Does it really matter what reality there heading too. There's going to be more deaths. And their going to carry on after that and the time after that! SOMEBODY HAS TO PUT A STOP TO THEM.'

Meanwhile outside an arcade 5 familiar girls were talking amongst themselves discussing what to do next. It was a lovely summers day and with it been the weekend the girls were free to relax and have some fun.

'But you'll never beat my score Usagi,' challenged Minako.

'Just you wait next time I'll fill up all top ten scores,' she retorted back.

'You're not smart enough to beat Minako at anything,' added Rei casually. Usagi was taken aback but determined to hold her own fought back by saying:

'Well you're not smart enough to get a boyfriend!' Both girls stuck their tongues at each other and then faced back to back (typically anime style ;). The other three girls let out a sigh and a sweat drop as the two girls pouted. Ami who had been looking at the sky suddenly witnessed something unusual. A flash of multicoloured light flashed through the sky. It made the atmosphere look bent momentarily then just as abruptly as it happened it stopped.

'Did any of you girls see that?' offered Ami.

'See what?' chorused the others

'The sky it just… changed colour,' she answered half disbelieving herself. Usagi approached Ami and placed a hand on her forehead.

'Are you feeling ok Ami?' she inquired. The other girls laughed but Ami just blushed. Inside however she was still sure of what she'd seen and it made her feel uneasy. She'd have to take it up with Luna and Artemis when she next got the chance.

'Sooo… where to next?' asked Makoto. 'Maybe we should go get an ice cream?'

'Ice cream,' shouted Usagi and Minako together. They both jumped up and punched the air screaming 'YAY!' Before running off in the direction of the nearest ice cream van. The other three girls slowly followed pretending they didn't know the spontaneous pair walking down the street chanting 'ice cream, ice cream, ice cream.'

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Quick notes: I haven't wrote a story in about 3 years --; so bare with me while I get up to speed. If people like this I plan to make it quite long. Ill try to release a chapter once or twice a week maybe more if I really get in to it. Please don't be afraid to critique anything. (Grammar Nazi's welcome) Like I said I haven't wrote in a long while so I'm trying to polish up the best I can. As for the story itself I've decided to create an alternate Dragonball line where Gohan and Trunks survived the androids but none of the other Z Senshi. As for the sailormoon line it's before Chibi-Usa appears I'll have to refresh myself to both series as I haven't watched either in a while. Anyway tell me what you think, if you notice huge errors let me know I'll change them I'm happy to accept help. And I'm open to idea's from others but I cant promise you I'll include them. Anyway you can contact me and please leave a review ;. Thanks for reading!