Dragonball FT (Future Tales)

This story is set after GT. This is mainly a set-up chapter to foreshadow future events.

Chapter 1 – 'Trunks from the Future'

Present Timeline

The sun was setting over Mount-Paozu, Pan sat in her bedroom.

"It's already been a year since I saw Grandpa last..." said Pan to Giru who was sitting across the room from her, facing her in a black, leather swivel office chair.

She sat on her bed with a marker in hand, getting ready to cross off the three hundredth and sixty fifth day on her calendar since Goku had left with the Eternal Dragon Shenron after a gruelling battle which decided the fate of the Earth against the wicked Omega Shenron. She wasn't wearing her trademark orange bandana around her head; instead her hair was open, although she still wore her red t-shirt with yellow trims on the sleeves and neck line, and her grey three-quarter combats. She had a sad look on her face as she looked out of her bedside window.

"Grandpa…" she said modestly and very quietly.

Her facial expression quickly turned into one of rage.

"Grandpa, How could you!", she followed up her change in facial expression by repeating her previous word 'Grandpa' in relation to Goku, but added extra words in fury, something had made her snap and show her true emotion regarding the situation.

She suddenly threw the marker pen on the floor and ripped the calendar off of the wall next to her bedside window. She clenched her fists and turned around. As hard as she tried to hold them in, she knew that her tears wouldn't be restrained for much longer. She decisively closed her eyelids as a liquid gushed from her eyes. She faced down. She looked visually distraught as she opened her eyes.

"Don't cry Pan. Giru, Giru. Don't cry." said Giru in quick response as he jumped to the other side of the room where Pan was sitting on her bed.

Pan, not wanting to upset Giru, looked up at him.

"I can't believe he left without even saying goodbye! Damn it next time I see him he's going to get a knuckle sandwich!", she said in a joking fashion with a forced smile on her face.

Despite her attempt to convince him otherwise, it was still fairly obvious to Giru that she was upset due to the fact that her tears wouldn't leave her eyes for a second. So, the small robot leaped over to her and gave her a small hug across her abdomen. She put her arms around her best friend and placed her head on his tiny, cold, metal body. Even though he was an artificial life form, she still saw him as her closest and most trustworthy friend.

She closed her eyes and began to think about the past where she, Goku, Trunks and Giru had adventures across the universe. She cheered up after remembering times of joy and excitement with her three companions. She giggled when she remembered a few of them being forced to dance by the Para-Para brothers. She then realised that she hadn't seen Trunks since a while back either. She thought what he may be up to at this moment; probably busy running his multimillion dollar company.

Whilst still thinking about Trunks, Pan began to remember a conversation she had once had with Goku. Goku was speaking to her about past battles with different enemies. He told her that if it weren't for Trunks, he wouldn't be alive at this moment in time and he would've been defeated by heart disease. In this flashback of hers, Pan said to Goku that she didn't know Trunk was such a 'hotshot'. Goku thought for a while, looking confused, then smiled in embarrassment whilst scratching the back of his head and told Pan that it wasn't the same Trunks that she knows. Rather it was one who came from somewhere else, one who time-travelled in order to save mankind's existence in this dimension, one 'Trunks from the future'.

Pan still sat there leaning on Giru, and thought about this so called ally 'Trunks from the Future', she wondered how different it was in the world he came from and was she felt glad she wasn't in a predicament like he was in. This made her feel slightly better. She also wondered whether she'd ever be able to meet him.

Videl who is standing at the front of the main staircase shouts with her face in the direction of the upper level of the house, "Pan, come downstairs! Your grandfather is here to visit!"

Pan's face turned from a frown to a smile of joy and shock. She grabbed Giru's arm in her right hand, and ran out of her bedroom, just narrowly scraping the doorframe as she wiped her remaining tears from her eyes and face with her left sleeve. She then jolted down the stairs.

"I can't wait much longer, come down here my darling Pan!" said the man who was standing at the door whilst Pan ran to the entrance of the relatively small house.

She came down to see Hercule standing at the door with a huge grin and a wheeled Suitcase which was leaned against an inner wall. He waved at her and in response she forced a grin upon her face and waved back at him. It had only been two weeks since he'd visited last, and he acted like it had been two years. She imagined it being Goku when hearing that her grandfather had arrived, she had wondered what he'd look like, whether he was still a child or back to being an adult, where he'd been this whole year, what new stories he had for her. However, she was disappointed to find out it was Hercule rather than Goku, she didn't say anything and instead went to join her family. She continued to wonder about 'Trunks from the future'.

Future Timeline

Two figures stepped out of a small pod which was located in a barren wasteland, the pod was pushed into the ground which caused a slight crater to form around it. The pod was oval, white in colour and had an 'M' etched onto it. The two figures light footsteps echoed throughout the wasteland. One of them was very large and muscular, and the other in contrast was very short, almost toddler size. As they stepped into the remaining sunlight, the figures emerge as Babidi and his pawn Dabura, who had the Majin symbol upon his forehead.

"Isn't it great to be back here? I hope this place finally has some energy for me steal, breaking this seal on my Buu is taking far too long!" Babidi said to Dabura with his squeaky and vile voice.

Dabura spoke with his deep and intimidating voice whilst consistently keeping his grin across his face, "Hopefully this time there'll actually be people with high power rather than two useless robots who provide nothing for you Master Babidi."

Babidi followed Dabura's comment with a smile, which was then followed by a tremendous amount of laughter from the two, far too much for such a simplistic joke.

A man with stringy purple hair that reached down to his shoulders was sitting at a small desk inside his large house which was located in a small and derelict West City. He was attempting to fix together a small piece of equipment with a screwdriver. He was wearing a white lab coat which stretched down to his knees. Underneath the lab-coat he was wearing a black vest and a pair of black combat trousers with a white Capsule Corp logo upon them. He looked like he was struggling as he had both eyes squinted whilst looking at the piece of equipment. He let out a sigh of relief as he set the piece of mechanical equipment onto the desk, he then sat back in his chair and stared at the ceiling.

"Mom, Videl! I've finished the…" the man abruptly stopped his sentence midway through as he began to sweat and fret at the power levels that he began to sense, his facial expression showed shock and confusion. He immediately threw his lab-coat to the floor.

"Is that Cell? This power level is similar, and I also sense another smaller one, is it a Cell Junior?", he thought to himself as he rushed through the doorway followed by a few more after some rapid twists and turns until he ran into a small old room which looked like it hadn't been used in a while.

There were different appliances and boxes stacked in various places in this room. Overall, it was a mess which made it seem like it would be impossible to find anything in there. Although standing out from among the crowd was a dusty seemingly old wooden cupboard on the opposite side of the room that the man leaped over to in a rush, he pulled the door of the cupboard that made a loud creaking noise as if it hadn't been opened in years. Inside, it revealed a blue, full sleeve jacket placed inside a hanger, and a long sword of body length which leaned against the side of the inner of the cupboard, the sword was inside of a red sheath. The man stopped for a few seconds whilst he had a feeling of nostalgia, then he rapidly put on the jacket and placed the red sheath with the sword inside on his back. With this, he quickly ran down out of the room and down a few sets of stairs with a worried look on his face. Without thinking he ran directly past his mother, she was an elderly woman, with bright blue hair.

"Trunks, where are you off to?" said the lady, looking puzzled as to why he was in such a rush and as to why he is wearing his old clothing.

"Sorry mom, I got to head out, tell Sam I'll be back!", replied Trunks, as he turned his head to his mother Bulma whilst he ran out one of the many doors that gave entry to the large house.

He looked forward again, found his feet, then jumped off them and flew off into the nearing sunset, using the remarkably high power level of Dabura as a guide as to which direction to go to.

"I wish I could help like I used to back in the good old days with Goku." thought Bulma as she looked on, who then began to reminisce past memories of Dragonball hunting with her old friends, she looked out of the window, her wrinkled face turning pale; it was obvious that age was having an effect on her now. She looked slightly worried as if she thought something bad was about to happen.

"Just come back alive Trunks."

Thanks for reading if you got this far. I'll hopefully be uploading chapters weekly, sometimes maybe every fortnight since certain days can get very busy for me. Please review this chapter since this is my first attempt at a Fan-Fiction and I'd like to know how I can improve for the future. Thank you for reading.