Chapter 1

Minako woke up with a start, gasping for breath and the feeling of cold sweat running down her back. She clutched her pajama shirt as she tried to calm herself. She had that dream again. A shaky hand brushed away a long strand of gold hair. Her blue eyes closed as she thought about her dream.

In this dream, she was surrounded by tall buildings with different colored lights illuminating the streets, coloring the dark pavement. There was another girl walking beside her. She also had long blond hair, with two side-bun ponytail - an odd style that indeed suited her - and had caring eyes. The girl turned to her and said something. Minako struggled to hear. 'What did you say?' she asked the girl. Before the girl could repeat, there was an explosion.

Buildings in front of them lost its structure and starting crumbling to the ground. Ahead of them, dozens of people were running in their direction. All Minako could do was stare as a shockwave of rubble and dust made its way towards them. She turned to look at the girl beside her to find that she was no longer there. She called out the girl's name frantically, trying to locate her. Not knowing which direction, she ran towards the danger, bumping into the crowd of screaming people. She prayed the girl was alright.

Then, Minako saw something above her. A dark shadow with demon wings. She froze in terror as she realized who this being was. 'How could this be?' she thought to herself. Chaos stared directly back at her, spotting her directly in the sea of people. She watched in horror as Chaos raised its hand, dark energy filling its palm. With a sinister smile, Chaos tossed the dark energy at her. All Minako could think before she died was how she had failed to protect the girl. The girl who was Princess Serenity.

She turned on her lamp on the night table and walked across the room. She stood in front of a long mirror and criticized herself. She looked the same as she did in her previous life.

In this new life, Minako was now 16 years old. Still a girl but maturing into adulthood. Her breasts were fuller, her hips wider, but it was her eyes that changed the most ever since she started to remember her previous. The look of regret and sorrow were always present. She glared at her reflection, feeling the self-hate resurface.

She went to the window and gazed at the stars. She touched the Anma armband on her arm absentmindedly. She was never reborn on Earth, instead, she was in a different dimension altogether called Nexus. She never knew her parents. Her mother died giving birth to her and she had no clue who her father was. All she knows from her lineage is that one or both of them must have had powerful Mana. Mana is magic in this dimension. The amount of Mana is directly related on how powerful the magic will be and any level of Mana is strictly forbidden. Every newborn is tested for traces of Mana. If any were found, they attach an Anti-Mana or Anma armband to keep the power at bay.

She remained at the orphanage as there is nowhere for her to go. It wasn't until yesterday that some officials came to talk to the headmaster. They had found a race called Saiyans in another dimension that was identical to half her DNA.

Minako was very excited to finally have people related to her and she also felt guilty. She was unique in this dimension and she knew that the authorities will bring that race here. The government is ruled by a being called The Grandmother. She takes care of all forms of alien beings that are near extinction. She tracks them down from all over the multiverse and brings them to the Nexus. She feels that it is her duty to make endangered races prosper once more.

Minako has never met The Grandmother but she has seen her on various televised programs. The woman always looked stern, gray hair always pulled back into a tight bun. She's average height and her tight thin lips rarely smiled. She's the one responsible for the Anma armbands as she despises magic. The Grandmother has always said to the citizens of Nexus that it is unnatural and therefore should never be used. Ever since that statement, there has been some forms of prejudice against those who wear the Anmas. Minako herself has been bullied a few times at the orphanage. She never felt anger towards the bullies, she felt more pity than anything else. How can people treat others so cruelly? She'll never understand.

With a sigh, she turned off her lamp and crawled right back into bed. She was definitely starting to get nervous about tomorrow. She wanted to know more about where she came from. As she drifted off to sleep, she couldn't help but wonder, what kind of people are these Saiyans?

Author's Note: Hey all! New author here, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I've had this idea for a while and I've finally had the courage to start writing it. It's been a very long time since I've written anything so if anyone has any feedback, feel free to let me know.

This story will be more focused on Minako and will mostly be drama, with some action. I will try to do updates every other week on Sundays. I live quite a busy life with full-time work and school on the side. I find writing a stress reliever and I enjoy it immensely.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Sailor Moon or Dragonball Z. I am using them for non-profit fan based fiction only.