Invasion

A/N: Hey guys! Well, this is my first fanfiction on this website ever. I've been reading from all kinds of different fandoms here, and I've decided to write something for DBZ. I'm also following the timeline from the wiki, so if you guys have any problems, take it up with the people who made that timeline. I just find it too bothersome to make my own timeline.

And there will be NO overpowered OC's that will just randomly pop up and join the Z-Fighters, I hate those! And no outside of canon pairings. I could think about it for other fandoms, but it just seems wrong, considering most of the characters are actually full adults and are already married and with families. It's one thing to cheat on a girlfriend, but to cheat on a wife who you already have a family with? Dude, neither Goku or Vegeta would ever do that, it's just not gonna happen for me. Bleargh.

Important timeline notes:

737- Goku is born, Planet Vegeta is destroyed.

753- King Piccolo attacks the Earth.

761- DBZ starts. Raditz arrives

762 December- Frieza and the Namek Saga happens.

764 August- Future Trunks arrives and kills King Cold and Mecha Frieza.

767- Android Saga and Cell Games happen.

774- Gohan goes to high school and Babadi/Majin Buu attacks.

777-Canon divergence; Invasion begins here.

Summary: Three years after the attack of Buu, a group of aliens representing a galactic organization contact Earth in the efforts of meeting the saiyans rumored to live there peacefully. Unfortunately, they have to find them first. And they don't want to be found.

Chapter 1

Deep in space, around where Pluto was, a single spaceship leisurely flew in the direction of a certain blue planet. Aboard that ship, a surprisingly humanoid like pale purple alien boredly stared out of one of the ship's windows from his position on the captain's seat. In his hand was a cup filled with Itma'stalz, a popular drink found halfway across the galaxy.

"Captain. We are approaching planet Earth. It should take around one hour and 5 minutes to land."

He glanced at his subordinate, who was busy preparing for the ship to launch a worldwide message. "Good. When can you make the connection?"

"In around 5 minutes."

"Excellent.

"Geez… Why the hell are we being sent here…? According to our reports, these 'humans' have absolutely no power at all and I'm pretty sure there aren't any valuable resources or anything…" Another humanoid alien standing next to the captain sighed and mumbled angrily under his breath. "Makes no sense…"

The captain paused from his musings stared at his assistant standing next to his seat. "What? You don't know?"

He blinked in surprise and looked at his captain. "You mean I should know something?"

"You haven't looked at the mission info sent out haven't you."

The assistant gazed at his captain with a questioning look on his face. "Info? What info? I didn't receive anything."

"You didn't get anything?"

"Nope."

Frowning, the captain stared back out into space and began to mutter incoherently.

"Err… Captain?"

"Idiots….what are…orons…..techni….ans…"

"Captain?"

"What."

"What did the report say then?"

The captain grinned cheekily at him.

"Avarick, my dear best friend, you should find out yourself."

Almost immediately, the previously calm alien adopted a look of pure horror.

"No! No way in Hell!"

"What the heck. You're still scared of the data room?"

"Duh! That place is cursed!"

The captain snorted and looked forwards towards the tiny planet in the distance. "Fine, whatever." He glanced back at his assistant. "You know about the saiyans, right?"

His assistant looked at him with surprise.

"You mean those bloodthirsty powerful monsters that were killed by Frieza 40 years ago? Yeah, doesn't everybody know them?"

"Well, yeah. Anyway, apparently there's been rumors that there are several surviving saiyans living on that planet."

Jaws dropped.

"Saiyans?! I thought they were all dead!"

Captain nodded with agreement. "True, that's what I think too. But recently, there have been rumors that there are a few saiyans living on that planet, and are actually peaceful. Pretty absurd, huh?"

"Yeah…"

"Not only that, but supposedly, one of the saiyans there is a super saiyan, and that he was the one that killed Frieza and the rest of the Cold family 10 years ago."

"Seriously? Super saiyans? Really? It's weird enough that there are surviving saiyans, but now those stories are supposedly true now? What the heck."

The captain nodded in agreement.

"I know. But they believe that the one that nearly killed Frieza at planet Namek was a super saiyan, and if that's true, he or she should have died from the exploding planet."

"So why do they want to contact this planet then? That saiyan should be dead."

"They're paranoid. Ever since that weird pink thing from 3 years ago showed up and destroyed nearly 100 planets in one day then randomly vanished, the upper guys have been going crazy searching for any traces of an unknown power. Not only that, but those Abo and Cado guys that have been terrorizing us disappeared randomly as well, so they're even crazier about it. With all the rumors of super powerful saiyans directed towards this planet only, it's kinda inevitable that they would send some guys to investigate, no matter how unrealistic it is."

"Huh. That's kinda true."

The captain absentmindedly agreed.

"The higher ups have been searching for answers about all this recent weird stuff for a while, and this is the first lead. So it's really important we don't fail, because establishing good relationships with this planet can also lead to some answers about the supposed existence of saiyans on that planet." He suddenly adopted a determined expression and raised a fist.

"And I want a promotion dammit! I've been stuck in this same rank for the past 4 years, it's about time I did something big and got some award for once!"

"Sir! We are in range of the planet for planet-wide system hackings." One of the operators alerted the ship's captain.

He lowered his hand and nodded at the guy.

"Finally. Establish a connection with all forms of technological devices and put me up on the screen."

"Yes sir." With that, the ship operator addressed did as directed.

As soon as the screen at the front of the ship wrote out the message 'recording', the captain started to recite his previously memorized speech.

"Greetings, humans. Please do not be panicked. I am Dajat, captain of the spaceship Melhada, and a member of the IPO, the Intergalactic Peacekeeping Organization. As our name suggests, we are an intergalactic organization dedicated to expanding the known universe and keeping peace, and have decided to have first contact with your planet. Our ship will be landing in precisely 57 minutes and 24 seconds, so we request for you to stay calm for now. Once we land, we would like to speak with your leader and commence negotiations.

We have absolutely no intent to cause harm to your people and planet as long as you do not attempt to harm us. Our ship will land on the west side of the city known as 'Central City', and we would like for your king to meet with us there. That is all."

And so, the recording was abruptly cut off, leaving all humans who witnessed the sight utterly flabbergasted. And, by some random miracle, none of the Z-fighters nor their acquaintances witnessed the broadcast.

Avarick looked at his captain.

"Uh, isn't that kinda too abrupt? You barely explained anything and just left them to hang…"

It was a fine day in the 439 Mountain Area. The birds were singing, the finger shaped mountains were pointing majestically into the sky, and two young boys were attempting to summon a wish granting dragon and wish for a never ending supply of dango and strawberry ice cream. All was fine.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU DAMN BRATS ARE DOING!? YOU'VE MADE THE WOMAN KICK ME OUT OF THE HOUSE!"

"Aaahhh! We've been discovered! Run Goten!"

The scene of tranquility was instantly shattered with those two loud exclamations. Filled with fear of being caught by a certain saiyan prince, the two criminals immediately attempted to flee- only to be grabbed by the shirts roughly and flung into the dirt. They scrambled to their feet in order to take off and run away, but a fist drove into each of their heads and knocked them back onto their butts. The purple haired Trunks nervously looked upwards at their assailant.

"Hehehe… Uh, hey dad…"

With a vicious growl, Vegeta stomped up to them and glowered his patented Vegeta Glaretm.

"And just WHAT do you think you brats are doing! Trying to summon that blasted dragon for no apparent reason?! That damn woman just kicked me out to find you two!" Shaking his head viciously, he pressed his palm against his forehead then glared at them even harder.

"Dammit, this is something Kakarot should do! This is the fourth time! If you even try something like this again, I'm going to fling you two out into space and make sure you stay there! You understand?!"

Hearing that exclamation, Goten and Trunks instantly clammed up and nodded frantically. After all, as powerful as they were, even they couldn't survive being in space for a long time. Even super saiyans still needed to breathe.

"Hmph. Now get back to the house. The woman and Kakarot's woman are already waiting."

The two launched off without a single complaint. After all, two angry mothers weren't as bad as suffocating outside of the atmosphere.

*10 minutes later*

"WHAT DID YOU THING YOU BOYS WERE DOING! YOUR FATHERS SPECIFICALLY TOLD YOU THAT THE DRAGON BALLS ARE OFF LIMITS, YET YOU STILL GO AFTER THEM?!"

"But we kept running out of ice crea- OW!"

"NO TALKING BACK!"

"But mom-"

*CLANG*

"Gyaaaa!"

"Trunks, Goten, you're both grounded. No allowance or games for you guys."

"Wha… No mom! Don't take my allowance!"

"Too bad."

"Trunks, your mom is scarier than Majin Buu."

"Well, I'm pretty sure she isn't as scary as your mom."

"Eh? But your mom took our allowance, grounded us, and said we can't play video games anymore!"

"Yeah, but your mom broke at least 15 of her frying pans on our heads!"

"But I'm used to it."

"… I'm not sure if I should feel bad for you."

After a very lengthy scolding involving two furious mothers and many frying pans and threats, Goten and Trunks finally managed to escape the hellhole known as the Lecture of the Angry Mothers. It involved many sacrifices of precious things and (childish) pride, but the two managed to successfully flee while staying intact.

After walking down the same hall for several minutes, Goten turned to Trunks and asked a question.

"Hey Trunks, wanna watch some TV?"

Trunks stopped moving and stared at him.

"TV? Why? There's nothing interesting on it."

"Then let's search for something cool!" Goten grinned. "Brother said that sometimes interesting stuff shows up on it, like these funny things called 'reality shows', and they're sometimes really funny".

"Eehhh… No."

"Wha? But Truuuunnnnks…"

"Nope. Besides, reality shows are only for adults. Apparently, they talk about those weird things like relationships and current trends, and those are really boring." Trunks wrinkled his nose as he recalled some of the less savory stuff he heard on the TV while his dad watched.

"Oh. Okay."

"…"

"So what should we do, Trunks? Our moms said that we can't leave the building for the rest of today…"

"Eeehhh, how 'bout we grab a snack first."

"Sure!"

Now only having one thing in mind, the two boys wandered down the hallway and towards the kitchen, where the kitchen robots would definitely be preparing food for dinner and be available to rob some grub from. Unfortunately, they decided not to watch the TV, so they inconveniently missed the alien broadcast.

"Hah!"

With a wild war cry, Son Gohan launched a massive beam of ki towards his father who was floating a short distance away. Eyes just barely widening with alarm, Goku raised both his hands and swiftly smacked it out of the way, and into the atmosphere where it dissipated. His son took advantage of the slight opening it left and phased in right in front of his father where he launched a brutal barrage of punches.

Unfortunately for him and fortunately for his father, Goku recovered in a flash and expertly deflected all the hits with his palms and knees all while gathering ki for a specially refined kiai. He made a sudden palm thrust at his son, and the resulting shockwave blew Gohan backwards and straight through a mountain and crashing into a second.

"Woah! Gohan, are you okay?"

Goku immediately stopped fighting and shot after his son while feeling the sudden tiredness in his muscles. He had been trying to enhance the kiai to the point that it could be used effectively in battle as a purely damage dealing move, but it seemed like it was extremely costly to make one that could cause real damage to strong people.

"Oww… Yeah dad, I'm fine. How was it?"

Gohan dug himself out of the rubble from his crash just as his father landed in front of him. He looked at his clothes and sighed.

"But my gi is ruined… Mom and Videl are gonna kill me…"

Goku grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "Ah, sorry 'bout that. Anyway, I don't think this is really useful. I'm already dead tired from just using one, and it only just ruined your clothes and gave some bruises…"

"Huh." The demi-saiyan frowned. "I'm sure that could've worked…"

"Oh well, don't worry! It's pretty cool anyway." Goku cheerfully tried to reassure his son. "I mean, there's plenty of other things you can try and work on! You could try something like that modified destructo di- hmmm?"

Goku suddenly paused in the middle of his pep talk with Gohan and looked up at the sky. With the sudden tensing, Gohan jerked in surprise and stared carefully at his father.

"…Dad? What's wrong?"

The saiyan continued to look at the sky and frowned.

"Some power levels I don't know are approaching Earth. I'm not sure if they're friendly."

With those words, Gohan immediately stiffened and reached out with his senses as well. But, much to his surprise, those power levels his father identified were extremely weak compared to them and wouldn't even pose a threat. He looked at his father.

"Well, they don't exactly seem dangerous at all… I mean, Krillen wouldn't have much problems defeating them, and we're stronger than him."

Goku nodded his agreement but continued to stare upwards uneasily.

"That's true, they are pretty weak." He scratched the side of his head with a finger. "But there's something weird about them. Like… I don't know how to say it, but they give me this weird feeling. Like a premonition that something big is gonna happen, and they're going to cause it."

The demi-saiyan stared at his dad in surprise. After all, it wasn't exactly normal to see his father so serious all of a sudden.

Suddenly Goku relaxed at smiled cheerfully.

"Well, there isn't any reason for us to just start panicking! They don't actually feel completely evil and they aren't that strong either, so let's just wait for them and watch before acting. I mean, it could be another person like Tarble!"

Gohan just blinked in surprise, then laughed. Of course his father would take it and act that way.

And with that, the two men missed the broadcast and ignored the aliens as well.

Perverted laughter echoed throughout the little pink house on the island.

"Hehehe… That's it ladies, stretch em' out real good! Oooohhhhh! Yes! Oh my!"

"Master, Krillen and 18 are coming in…"

"Aahhh! Shut it Turtle! I'm in the middle of my TV show!"

Right in front of a TV, a skinny old man wearing sunglasses laughed lecherously as some beautiful female figures did acrobatics on the screen. He cheered as they did midair splits, he giggled insanely as bits of cleavage were shown, he screamed with glee as curves were jiggled. Yes, you guessed it. Showing the lowest level a man could go to, the esteemed and glamorous master martial artist Master Roshi laughed like a deranged man as the television showed some very… sexy images.

"Oooohhhhh! Yes! Keep on going, sexy ladie- WHAT!"

With a bright explosion of light, a ki blast smashed into the TV and turned it into scrap metal.

"NOOOOOOOO! My girls!"

With a waterfall of tears pouring out of each eye, the Turtle Hermit whipped about and glared at the one who destroyed his tv… only to immediately fall into a pitiful dogeza.

"Er, I'm so sorry for watching my shows in front of Marron, forgive me!"

18, a beautiful blond with ice blue eyes, snorted imperiously and kicked the old man viciously while gently placing her hand on her daughter's shoulder. "How DARE you watch your damn perverted shows in front of my daughter! I'll throw you out into space!"

"E-Eighteen! Calm down! You're gonnna scare Marron!" Krillen appeared from behind her and nervously pleaded for her to spare his ex-master.

"Hmph!" With another flourish, the Android stalked off to the nearby couch and plopped onto it, ignoring the trembling Roshi and started braiding her precious daughter's hair.

And in the corner of the house, the remains of the TV failed to deliver the message of the approaching aliens.

"Yamcha!"

"…"

"Yamcha! Wake up!"

"…Ugh…"

"YAMCHA!"

"Huh?! Oh… Hey Puar… What mountain hit me in the face last night…?"

"Yamcha, don't you remember? You accidentally thought that plastic bottle of wine was pomegranate juice and drank it all, then you got drunk and trashed yourself at a bar! And that was yesterday! It's already 2 pm."

"Really? Oh god, I'm gonna puke… Bleeeeaaaarrrghhhh…"

"Ah! Yamcha!"

"Puar, help me to the bathroom…"

"Yeah! C'mon!"

And as the TV was in a separate room far from the restroom, the two missed the worldwide announcement as well.

Tien and Chiaotzu were busy training in the middle of nowhere. Nothing else should be said about them.

Hercule Satan sighed happily as a beautiful woman gave him a massage as he lay down in the sand of a private beach he owned. The sun shone down on the ocean, casting glittering reflections upon the constantly moving waves. Down in the water, his daughter Videl sighed in annoyance as she saw him relaxing in the hands of yet another woman.

"Geez. I should have stayed behind with Gohan... What kind of father-daughter bonding vacation is this?"

Unfortunately, Hercule Satan and his daughter were both having a vacation in a privately owned beach with absolutely no civilization, except for a beach house with no TV or internet. So they missed the message as well.

Piccolo looked up from his meditation atop Kami's Lookout as Dende walked up to him.

"Piccolo, do you feel that?"

Wordlessly, he nodded a silent confirmation to the Earth's guardian. "They aren't that strong and don't pose a threat to us. It won't take much to beat them. Just leave them to the others."

Dende silently looked at him and asked, "Are you sure? They might cause some trouble…"

His sensei/fellow namekian stared balefully at him.

"If they try anything, they'll have to deal with five super saiyans. I'd worry about them more, not us."

"Huh. I guess."

And so the residents of Kami's Lookout promptly forgot about the approaching strangers.

A/N: Well, guess that's chapter 1. This is only around 3,100 words (minus the ANs), and therefore, it is a little short in my opinion. Next ones will definitely be longer, I promise. Before you guys say anything, I know Kid Buu didn't destroy 100 planets when he was rampaging around. But I want to make it seem more dramatic and all, so there! I mean, there is a reason fanfiction exists.

3,461 words in all.