J: Alrighty, I'm pretty sure it's been like MONTHS since I updated, I apologize to all those who have me favorited for my Naruto fanfictions. But for now I felt the need to write a new Dragon Ball Z fanfiction, hope you like it, but I'm going to for-warn you now. The later chapters will have some...disturbing content.

K: Translation : Scarring and horrifying things are going to happen to us.

J: Thanks Kenzie -.-"

K: No problem! :D

J: Right. So anyways, I do not own any Dragon Ball Z characters that will be mentioned throughout the fanfiction. I will be putting in a disclaimer every other chapter update.

Dragon Ball Z

Prologue

"Jeeeennnnaaa....Jennnaaaa....WAKE UP!!!" Mackenzie Bishop (A/N: Who will be referred to as Kenzie mostly) hissed while shaking her sleeping friend violently at 12 AM.

There came a low grumble from beneath the light yellow comforter, a few small movements, then finally a pale freckled face emerged looking very unhappy. With a sleepy glare the brunette hissed back in an almost coherent whisper," Whaaa?"

"You said you'd come with me to that little raft. So get up and get dressed!" Kenzie responded in a voice that held no tone of drowsiness whatsoever. She'd gotten maybe two hours of sleep and was already dressed and ready to hit the road. She'd even gotten the time to run to the Wygergangs' garage and grab their large flashlight.

"I wasn't serious! You know I'm too much of a pansy to actually do something like that. Besides, my mom gets up ridicuously early, she'll know we left when she doesn't see our shoes." Jenna whined, curling up tighter in her cocoon blanket. Of all people her best friend would know better than to actually believe she'd pull a stunt like going onto someone else's barrel raft.

Undeterred by her friend's whiney complaints (K: Something I put up with quite often might I say.) Kenzie grabbed hold of the blanket and yanked with all her might. The blanket came free from Jenna's body quite easily, leaving her in a sprawled position and a very unpleased expression on her face. Crumpling the blanket up into a ball Kenzie demanded," Up! You're coming with me, you like it or not."

"Uuuugggghhh!!! You're such a nasty bitch sometimes, you know that?" Jenna muttered darkly while forcing her eyes to stay open and at the same time sit up. To add a mark of niceness Kenzie hadn't turned the bedroom lights on, so she wasn't THAT mean.

Kenzie waited until Jenna was sitting up and wide eyed before patting her on the head and saying chipperly," I'll go and wait for you to get dressed. Come out to the living room when you're done. But if I have to come back in here, and I find that you're sleeping again, I will show no mercy." Without knowing it Kenzie's eyes added a little glint of evil intent that made Jenna shiver.

After covering a yawn she asked sarcastically," I don't know whose daughter you should be, Piccolo's or Vegeta's." That got her a swift hard punch to the head. Kenzie gave her one more death glare before leaving the room.

Out in the living room Kenzie allowed herself to shiver and make a face of absolute disgust, her tongue sticking out she whispered to herself," Ugghh, being related to Vegeta is like a cat being related to a snail."

A few minutes later Jenna came out of her room dressed and ready to go, sort of. Her eyes looked like they were fighting her to close. Waving a hand in her face Kenzie whispered threatningly," Wake up, or I get an ice cube to put down your shirt. Now let's go." Grabbing hold of the shirt she just threatened to put an ice cube down; Kenzie towed Jenna over to the shoe area to put on her bright yellow flip flops.

Her own dark blue flip flops on and the overly large flashlight in hand Kenzie asked Jenna while opening the door," You do remember that we'll be taking our bikes, right?"

"Wha? Are you kidding me!? I'll get hit by a car! Plus streetlights don't go all the way down to the raft!" Jenna angrily hissed after swatting a battalion of moths from her face, her parents had both forgotten to turn the porch light off. (K: Actually that was me :P)

Shoving her bike towards her Kenzie said cheekily," You won't have to worry about that as long as you stay awake right?" The voice she used carried no indication that she'd mind if Jenna got hit by a car due to drowsiness. That didn't surprise Jenna to hear, since she's familiar with the way of Kenzie's brain.

With no other choice Jenna went along with Kenzie down the road that ran parallel with the St. Clair River. As they rode along Jenna couldn't help but think, ' For some reason, I have a feeling we're being watched…Wait, I was feel like that…..Oh, now I can tell the difference. We're being watched, AND we're going to get into a lot of shit in the next half hour.' Seeing as that wasn't regular Jenna called up to Kenzie, "Any chance we can turn back and forget about this?! I've got a bad feeling, not just my regular paranoia either!"

"The answer remains as NO. We're going on that barrel raft, and we're going to enjoy it. Now no more complaining!" Kenzie was dead set to put this plan in her mental folder of successful things done with her life. There weren't enough in that folder to make her happy.

Ten minutes later they found themselves creeping towards the river where a rope was just barely visible. The rope led out into the river where it was further attached to the floating barrel raft that belonged to the family across the street. In fact the ground they stood on was considered private property. Thus why this had to be done in the dead of night instead of in the day light at which time it would be warmer. Grabbing hold of the rope that wasn't in the water Kenzie whispered (although the river's small waves were drowning out all their noise), "Grab the rope I hand you and pull, we're gonna get on without getting wet."

"I was wondering why you didn't put your bathing suit on. So what happens if we do fall into the river?" Jenna asked, but still doing as told and helping Kenzie to haul in the floating raft.

"If you fall in that's not my problem, but to avoid getting sick and yelled at, we shall head back home. And you better not jump in on purpose." She added on firmly to make sure Jenna didn't get any ideas. Which she was. So in return Jenna stuck her tongue out at Kenzie's back. Besides that little exchange of threatening conversation the process of hauling in the barrel raft was done in silence. A silence that only made Jenna's sense of danger increase by ten.

The raft was just in arm's reach when both Kenzie and Jenna got a severe chill down their spines. Kenzie only gets chills when Jenna tells her of a perverted plot line for a fanfiction, but on the rare occasion, she'll gets chills when someone's thinking of a perverted scheme that involves her. Looking back over her shoulder she asked nervously," Jenna...Are you creating some evil monstrosity of a fanfiction that involves me?"

"N-no, all I'm thinking about is getting back home. Can we please go? My bad feeling just got ten times worse." Jenna whimpered, her eyes scanning the darkness for an indication of what was making her feel like a tiger's prey. Her eyes were looking directly up when the tiniest of movements caught her attention. Looking in that direction she let out a strangled squeak in terror. Grabbing Kenzie's shoulder she whisper yelled," There's something in the sky, there's a sillouhette! Look! Look!" Kenzie followed the path Jenna's finger made, she didn't see anything at first, but squinting her eyes helped put it into focus.

There was indeed a sillouhette, and what's more, it was human shaped. A human sillouhette she recognized. Slowly taking a step back she asked Jenna nervously,"H-hey, do you remember the name of Goku's butt faced brother? It was Radish or something right?"

"His name was Raditz, but you're not suggesting that that's- Where'd it go?!" Before Jenna could finish her sentence the sillouhette vanished in the one second she blinked.

Keeping their eyes trained on the night sky Kenzie and Jenna hastily made a backwards retreat. To scared to bother with whispering Kenzie said," I hope whatever that thing was is gone. I swear it looked just like Rad -"

" I guess introductions won't be necessary. " A very eerie and familiar masculine voice said from behind them. Spinning around both girls almost screamed. Straight out of one of their favorite animes was the saiyan warrior Raditz. He was tall, mean, and beefy. (K: Did you just use the adjective "beefy" to describe something that's suppose to scare us? J: Yes. K: -.-' My liking of your use of words decreases with every fanfiction you write. J:...'Shrugs') What was worse was that he stood between the girls and their bikes.

Backing up back towards the river Jenna squeaked," Wh-what the hell!?! Y-you're not supposed to be real!! Why are you made of physcial matter?!?!" As Jenna was freaking out Kenzie was doing her best not to have a heart attack, while at the same time figure out the odds of successfully getting away. Unsurprisingly they weren't looking too good.

Raditz's once pleasent smile turned to one of utter distate, waving a hand (J: Very gayly 'snickers' R: .... 'Angry mark' J:.....'Runs') he said in irritation," I'm going to assume you're talking about that stupid book and motion picture series about the dragon balls. Just to save later explanations I'll have you know that the creator only made them because he thought you stupid humans would understand that it was the truth. The creator in fact was an alien himself, the last of his kind at that. We destroyed his planet years ago, he escaped to Earth and used what technology he had to give himself a human appearance. He wanted the humans to know that they'd be next to have their lives obliterated. But not just yet. Today, I have a different reason for being here. Want to take a guess as to what it is?"

Even scared shitless Kenzie couldn't help but answer," To give us a history lesson on the Dragon Ball series?" It was a bad habit of sorts, and she knew that one these days, possibly that one, would get her killed.

To their relief and horror Raditz didn't get angrier, instead he smirked. Reaching into a pocket (K: Which is apparently on the inside of the armor the saiyans wear, but can never be seen.) he pulled out two metal spheres. (K: You totally avoided saying balls on purpose. J: Yes, just cause I'm trying to make this a serious moment, and an innuendo does not make a serious moment. K: You and serious is an almost impossible combination to create Jenna, and we both know that. J: Doesn't mean I won't try!) Holding them up to eye level he said almost happily," I'm here on a delivery mission. And you two are the packages!" Throwing the spheres they opened into to metalic looking ropes with smaller spheres at the ends. Caught by surprise the girls didn't get a chance to run, leaving them as open targets as the ropes wrapped around their bodies in a secure hold. All the ropes were holding them except for the one that Raditz still held.

Wrapping his end of the rope around his wrist a couple of times he said to the girls,"If you know about me, then I'm sure you'll know about my two comrades. They're waiting with the portal to go back to Frieza's ship. He's very eager to meet you both, so you best behave for the flight." Before either of the girls could yell for help they felt their feet leave the ground. Raditz, being super beefy( K: Jenna, are you going to use only that word to describe his strength? J: No, it's just fun using it as much as I can :D ) had no problem lifting two teenage girls off the ground, in fact, he barely noticed their weight at all.

Next thing they knew, Mackenzie Bishop age 16, Jenna Wygergangs age 17, were being flown over the St. Clair River, over into USA and off to who knows where.