"Buried"
Dragonball Z underground AU.
~Prologue~
The universe is in ruin.
Freeza and his henchmen completely conquered the Milky Way galaxy, ransacking it for its precious resources. Earth was their hardest-hit target.
A huge number of Earth's population of living species, plants and animals and humans alike, were eradicated. The bravest humans who crawled into their tanks and who armed themselves with weapons were captured and slowly tortured to death. Most other life was immediately evaporated by atomic bombs set off by commanders. They played with them like they were toys.
"One here!" said a purple-skinned alien. He laughed. His laughing resembled a snake's hiss. He pressed a red button at a military base. A blinding white light was seen in the distance.
"Way to go, Kiwi!" Another alien with red skin and white hair cackled. He laughed with Kiwi and said with a light tone, mimicking a victim, "Please! Don't hurt us anymore!" He theatrically got down on his knees, "I pray, please don't kill any more of us!" He wailed.
Kiwi slapped his comrade on the head, "Jheese, you moron! Stop acting like those fools!"
"Aw, man. I was just jokin', Cap'n!"
Kiwi chided, "I know, ya halfwit. We've gotta keep up our work and still keep away from their foul culture, right?" He moved his hands in a calm fashion and made his voice smooth.
Jheese looked up, mesmerized. "Oh, of course!" He smacked his head with force. "Shoulda known." He stood up and turned to Kiwi. He extended his right arm. He stuck out his thumb, forefinger, and middle finger and placed them over the left side of his chest in salute. "Should we set more off, Cap'n?"
Kiwi sighed, "Nah. Lord Freeza doesn't want us to destroy the planet completely."
"Right, yes sir!" Jheese saluted again.
Most of everything was completely destroyed, but despite all of the destruction, few had the capabilities to survive. A small percent of the human population grabbed what they could and moved underground. Some couldn't make the journey, or just couldn't adjust, and perished along with those above ground. Those who did survive struggled to build what they could — whether it be a full-functioning society or more underground apartments — and they struggled to keep sane. It wasn't uncommon to see someone go completely crazy and threaten to kill or go above ground and tell Freeza's men about their whereabouts. Those who committed crimes, or for those who just wanted to, went above ground. It was only a matter of days, about a week if they were lucky, until they were poisoned by the thick atmosphere of radiation or until they ran out of fresh food and water. The entire planet was a death trap. No one had a chance of surviving unless they went underground and stayed there.
Underground was presented as a safe-haven. It was the salvation land. There was plenty of underground water. Food was scarce, but distributing it was manageable. People started to worship their new home. They made the name "God" synonymous with the dirt and soul they surrounded themselves with. The thin air was like a filter for the toxins above the surface, and people appreciated that fact enormously. Society was not like it was before, but many didn't mind. They loved the safety. They loved the closed spaces. It was definitely better than being above ground.
Then, there were the few. The few that didn't want to stay under the ground for the rest of their lives as Freeza and his men took more and more of their land. Those few kept quiet in a secret group, so that the majority of the population wouldn't rat them out for heresy. They were planning, and they were prepared. Their leader wanted to take charge and move their way out of the ground and onto the surface. He hoarded weapons, tools, supplies, and anything else he could find. He gave masterful speeches and planned alongside his wife, who was a genius. The leader wanted out. He wanted to see the sun. He wanted it as soon as possible. He wanted to make history. That leader's name was Goku.
A/N: Kindof thought of this and jotted it down quickly. If you guys see things that need changing or improvement, please tell me! Constructive criticism is much appreciated.
