Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story, EXCEPT for characters I made up(any that aren't in the manga or anime)

Author Note: Not sure if this has been done before, so please let me know. I haven't written any fanfics in a LONG time, so feedback would be appreciated . I hope who ever reads this will like it. Enjoy!!!!

Chapter 1

After the Cell Games and returning to the future, Trunks defeats the Cell in his own time. The Trunks, satisfied at the destruction of Cell, goes back inside his house where his mother is waiting.

"Well Trunks, how did it go?" Bulma asks him, as she starts preparing dinner. Trunks had discussed his plan for luring Cell out of hiding and killing him instead of the other way around.

"Just like we had planned." Trunks replied to his mother with a grin. "He didn't see it coming. The look on his face was priceless when I powered up." Trunks sat down at the kitchen table. It made him happy to know that both the future and past was now safe.

"I know you could do it." Bulma said smiling at her son. She was so proud of her son. With Vegeta as his father, and trained by the son of the strongest, most pure-hearted, person to ever exist, she knew her son was capable of doing anything. Then her thoughts went to her deceased loved ones. Vegeta, Goku, Gohan, Piccolo, Yamcha, Tienshinhan, Chaotzu, even perverted old Master Roshi, it brought a tear to her eye. She turned her back to Trunks, hoping that he didn't notice. If only we still had the dragon balls we could resurrect them. She thought to herself. Then an idea came to her head, the memory another time when they needed to resurrect friends with out dragon balls. The gears started to work out the possibility in her inventive mind.

"Mom! The food!" Trunks called Bulma out of her creative state just in time to see Trunks rush to her side and pull the pot of smoking, burnt food off the stove, put the pot in the sink, and turned on the cold water. "Well so much for stew, eh?" he said with a grin. Trunks noticed the distracted look on his mother's face. "What is it?"

"Huh?" Bulma looked at her son and realized what has just happened. "Oh, it's nothing, dear"

"Mom," Trunks could tell that she was lying. He could always tell when she was inventing something in her head. "what's the new invention?"

"Well, I was just thinking of everyone that died because of the androids, and how I wish that we could bring them back." Bulma started explaining.

"But we can't, no dragon balls." Trunks stated.

"I know but..." Bulma's mind started up again. Trunks noticed that her eyes her glazing over, almost as if she wasn't looking at him, but something in her head. "While thinking about that, it reminded me of another time, when we didn't have the dragon balls, and... I don't know why I haven't thought of this before." Bulma was looking happy and hopeful.

"What mother?" Trunks said excitingly.

"It just might work." Bulma grabbed a pen and pad paper from one of the drawers and started scribbling all over it. Bulma's brain was running over all the would need to be done.

Trunk's knew that it was useless trying talk to her when she was like this. No one can get through to her when she was inventing. So he went to the refrigerator and got out stuff for sandwiches. He made them as fast as he could. His hands were a blur going all over the place, making sure that he didn't make a mess. With in a couple minutes he had made twenty-five sandwiches, put one in front of his mother and devoured the rest. His stomach still felt empty. I swear the always being hungry is the only downside to being a saiyan.

"That's It!" Bulma exclaimed. Trunks jumped from being startled by his mother. He was surprised at the fact he could fight fearlessly yet his mother being excited scared him.

"What's it?" Trunks rushed to Bulma's side. "What's the plan?"

"Go get packed, son," Bulma told him.

"Why? Where am I going?"

"Trunks, you are about to go..." Bulma held out for a reason, no more then that the Author wanted to make a exciting ending to the first chapter with a cliffhanger.

"Where?"

"To Namek!" Bulma said proudly and excited.