I do not own DragonballZ. Though I wish I owned Vegeta. But alas I only own
Simone, Melody and Jamal but the last two will show up much later. Flames
will be used to light my candles.
Ch.1: Beginning of true terror
"They just flew right over our heads. After destroying the city, they're on a joy ride terrorizing the survivors. This is just..." Bulma Briefs reached over and changed the radio station.
"This is terrible that's what. I can't listen anymore. Darn those two. They're wreaking the entire planet. Everyone living in fear, wondering when they're going to strike next. That's no way to live. There's got to be a way to stop them." Bulma said angrily. A young girl leaned forward from the back seat. She had long metallic purple hair tied back in a ponytail and blue eyes.
"There is a way. We just need to find it." Bulma smiled slightly.
"I know honey. I know." The girl leaned back glancing at her brother who was in deep thought. He had short lavender hair and blue eyes. He turned to Bulma.
"Mom stop. I want you to go on home without me." Bulma came to a sudden stop. She turned to her son.
"What on earth for? What's wrong Trunks?" Bulma asked. Then she saw his hands clutching his pants and frowned. "You can't. N-O. I'm not going to lose my only son to those mechanical demons. No way." Trunks looked forward. "Trunks don't you dare." He turned quickly and took off from the car. "Trunks no!" Bulma yelled after her son. He kept flying in the other direction. "Darn you!" He was out of hearing range. 'You'd better come back alive kid. That's all I can say.' Bulma thought watching her son's disappearing form. Bulma grabbed the girl's arm before she had a chance to fly off. "Simone Desiree Briefs don't you even think about it." She warned.
"But Mom what if he needs help?"
"Simone you've never been trained to fight. Trunks will be fine." Bulma let go of Simone's arm and Simone climbed up to the front seat. Bulma began driving again.
"You're right Mom. I mean Gohan would sense Trunks if he was in trouble and help right?"
"Right."
*Trunks*
Trunks had met up with Gohan at the destructed city. The two decided to head for Capsule corp. so Bulma wouldn't have to worry when she got home. Trunks sat in a chair while Gohan stared out the window. Both were silent while tears rolled down Trunks' face.
"Is this the way life's suppose to be like? So full of pain." Trunks said breaking the silence. "Well I'd rather die fighting than watch this all happen. No I can't go on like this. Gohan train me. You have to." Gohan didn't respond. "You're half Saiyan like me right? Then you must know how I'm feeling. Help me channel some of this anger." Trunks growled clenching his fists. Gohan didn't say anything. "Gohan." Gohan smiled.
"You're pitiful Trunks. An emotional wreck. Just like I was when my mom wouldn't let me train and fight with my father." Gohan turned around and approached Trunks. "From now on I am your master and you are my pupil. How's that?"
"Great. I won't let you down Gohan."
"Yeah I know. Just don't tell your mom or Simone so we don't get in trouble." Trunks nodded.
"We're home." Bulma's voice came from the hall.
"They're back. Aw man." Trunks dried his eyes quickly. "Please don't tell." He said to Gohan.
"Right." Trunks sat back down and opened a book and Gohan went back to the window.
"Hello is anyone in here?" Bulma appeared in the doorway with a grocery bag and Simone came up behind her holding one as well. "Well it's nice to see that you're alive son. Do you plan on living long or should I start shopping for two instead of three?"
"Uh no three's fine Mom." He responded not moving. Bulma looked toward the window.
"And a surprise guest. How are you Gohan?" He turned to her.
"Fine. Hi."
"Trunks goes off to fight the androids and then you show up. What an interesting coincidence wouldn't you say?" Bulma made her way to the kitchen with Simone following her. "You guys aren't planning anything are you?" Simone stopped. Bulma stuck her head out of the kitchen. "Well I didn't think so. You're not that stupid." Simone hid a grin behind the bag seeing Gohan and Trunks' dumbstruck faces. Bulma narrowed her eyes. "Nobody's that stupid. Right?" Simone chuckled a bit.
"No Mom they're not complete idiots." Bulma disappeared into the kitchen with Simone. Gohan and Trunks breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. "However," Simone came back in and sat on the table Trunks was at, "you do have your moments. So what are you two planning?" Trunks put his book down.
"We're not planning anything Simone." He lied.
"Trunks you're a horrible liar." Simone said. "I'll let it go for now but I still wanna know what's going on." She jumped down from the table. "If anyone wants me I'll be in my room." Simone said walking for the hall. Bulma came out of the kitchen wiping her hands with a towel.
"Dinner will be ready in half an hour Simone."
"Okay." Simone disappeared down the hall. "Gohan would you like to stay for dinner?"
"Sounds great." Bulma smiled and went back in the kitchen.
*30 minutes later*
"Hey could one of you guys tell Simone that dinner's ready?" Bulma asked peeking in from the kitchen.
"I'll get her." Gohan said getting up form the game he and Trunks were playing.
"Thanks Gohan. Trunks will you set the table for me."
"Sure Mom." Gohan walked down the hall until he reached Simone's room at the end. He knocked on her door before opening it. Inside he saw Simone laying on her bed with her eyes closed moving her head to the beat that radiated from her headphones. He recognized the music from when he was young. Before Goku died and the androids appeared. He remembered Bulma listening to it all the time. Simone opened her eyes and sat up. She turned off her music and removed her headphones.
"Food's ready." Gohan told her.
"Oh okay." Simone got up and followed Gohan out.
"Another Justin Timberlake fan huh?"
"What can I say? He can sing. He can dance. And he's drop dead gorgeous." Gohan laughed.
"I see. Amazing how music that was popular when I was growing up is still popular today." He said.
"That's just because there hasn't been any new music since I was three. I'm fourteen now and there's nothing new on the radio."
"Fourteen already? Stop growing. You're making me feel old." Gohan joked. Simone laughed.
"Oh please Gohan, you're in your mid-twenties." Gohan chuckled as they entered the kitchen.
"What's so funny?" Bulma asked pulling out four bowls from the cabinet.
"Gohan thinks he's getting old." Simone answered leaning against the counter. Bulma laughed at that.
"Gohan you're not even close to being old. It's just that they're just growing up too fast."
"Plus you never come around anymore." Simone mumbled handing Trunks a bowl of rice.
"True we hardly ever get to see you anymore. I miss the good old days." Bulma said handing Gohan a bowl of rice. "Traveling to Namek together has got to be the all time greatest adventure." Gohan did his infamous chew attack on his food and so did Trunks. Simone sat on the counter.
"I really don't get it. How come I don't have the same appetite they do? I'm half Saiyan too." She told Bulma. Bulma shrugged.
"Maybe female Saiyans don't eat like the males." She suggested.
"I guess my father never told you much about the same race." Bulma shook her head.
"Your father didn't talk much at all unless he was yelling or ordering someone around."
"Don't take this the wrong way but how could you be with a man like that much less have children with him? You said yourself he never said he loved you. Never once did he compliment you."
"Not true Simone." Gohan said putting the now empty bowl in the sink. "I remember Vegeta saying that Bulma was beautiful." Bulma looked at Gohan.
"When did he say that?"
"On Namek. Remember when Vegeta took the dragonball from you and Krillin? When I ran into him and asked him where he had found that dragonball. I remember his exact words being 'from your bald-headed friend and that gorgeous girl he was with."
"I never knew he said that." Bulma said sitting in a chair.
"Still doesn't change my opinion on the man. But it helps knowing where all my attitude and stubbornness came from."
"Well Simone he was a prince. He grew up thinking the world was not good enough for him."
"I know Mom but see my point of view. Technically I'm a princess or a queen since my father is dead and I'm the first-born. I don't know how the Saiyan royalty works. But I'm not all stuck up. I mean I am full of pride but it doesn't change who I am."
"You're full of something but I'm not sure its pride." Trunks mumbled from the table. Simone threw a piece of bread at him.
"I'm not the only one full of it."
"Alright you two. That's enough." Bulma said getting up. "I'll be in the lab." Bulma walked out of the kitchen.
"Work on that time machine idea. Where in the world did she think that up?" Simone mumbled washing the dishes. "Now we're alone. So what are you guys planning?"
"How many times do I have to tell you Simone, we're not planning anything."
"If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, you are not good at lying Trunks so give it up." Trunks nor Gohan answered Simone. "Just remember this guys. I'll find out one way or another." Simone walked out of the room smirking.
"Never gives up does she? We might have to check for her when we start training."
"Where does she get that from? I'm nothing like that. At least I don't think so."
"I'm pretty sure she got her nosiness from your mother but determination has got to come from Vegeta." Gohan glanced up at the wall clock. "I'd better head home. Make sure my mom and grandpa are alright." The two exchanged good byes and Gohan left.
*Weeks later*
Simone was in the lab with Bulma. She was going through a photo album while Bulma worked on the time machine. Simone came to three pages that were solely dedicated to Goku. The first page had pictures of Goku with everyone. The next page had newspaper clippings of Goku at the World Tournament when he ended up fighting against Piccolo. Simone turned to the third page which included the last couple of pictures of Goku and his obituary.
"Hey Mom."
"What is it Simone?"
"Did anyone ever find out where that heart virus came from?" Bulma looked at her daughter and saw the photo album.
"No. Absolutely no one found out where it came from." Bulma said sadly.
"It's strange how no one else around Goku got it." The room was silent for a bit. "I wish he had lived long enough for me to know he." Simone said quietly. "He seems like such a cool guy."
"Goku was an awesome guy. Actually..." Bulma opened a drawer and pulled out a scrapbook. "He adored you when you were a baby." Bulma got up and sat next to Simone opening the book.
"Really?" Simone asked. Bulma nodded finding the page she was looking for. She showed Simone two pictures. One was Goku on the floor playing with a tiny baby. The other was a picture of Goku asleep on the couch with the same baby cuddled in his arms. "That's me?" Simone asked pointing to the baby in Goku's arms. Bulma nodded smiling at the memory.
"I remember Goku coming over here just to see you and Trunks. Vegeta hated it but I told him to get over it. Gohan came with him most of the time. As long as he finished his homework to Chichi's standards."
"I am so glad you didn't let Chichi decide my education. I'd be going nuts with the homework Gohan told me about." Bulma laughed.
"I figured you and Trunks would be smart enough with all the technology here you wouldn't need homework." Simone looked at the computer.
"You really think that time machine will work?"
"I hope it does." Bulma got back in the chair and began working again.
"If it does, I want to go to the past Mom." Bulma looked surprised at her daughter and then smiled.
"Thank you dear. But I'm making it so Trunks can come too." Bulma started mumbling different things to herself while Simone looked trough the scrapbook. Bulma turned when she heard someone come in. "Oh my gosh what happened Trunks?" Simone looked up and saw a beat up Trunks with Gohan on his back.
"To be blunt, we got beat up."
"Oh no his arm." Bulma exclaimed noticing what Gohan was missing. "Get him to a bed Trunks. Hurry. Simone call the doctor." Simone dashed to the phone while Bulma and Trunks got Gohan to a bed. The doctor was there in a matter of minutes. Gohan was just waking up when the doctor began working. "Now Gohan this is going to hurt. Hold still. Gohan started to scream making Trunks, Simone and Bulma hold him still.
*Hours later*
Bulma was putting Gohan's things in one pile while Trunks and Simone stayed at his bedside.
"Isn't it a strange coincidence that you happen to run into Gohan while he was on his way to Superworld." Trunks lifted his hand.
"Life's funny that way sometimes." He said. Simone smirked knowing that he was lying.
"So you say Trunks dear." Bulma turned to her son. "I know what you're up to. I wasn't born yesterday. Why is it teenagers think their parents are so stupid?" Gohan started to move around twisting in the sheets. "The doctor said he'd be out for a week."
"Where are those darn androids?" Gohan mumbled in his sleep. Simone and Trunks glanced at each other. Gohan went back into a peaceful slumber. Bulma decided to leave the room. Simone stared at her brother.
"Simone don't give me that look." Trunks said.
"I can't believe you've been training this entire time." Simone said still glaring at her brother.
"I know what you're going to say Simone and you'll have to talk to Gohan about it."
"Oh I will. You can count on that." Simone said leaving the room. 'I'll find a way to get one of them to train me. One way or another.'
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Ch.1: Beginning of true terror
"They just flew right over our heads. After destroying the city, they're on a joy ride terrorizing the survivors. This is just..." Bulma Briefs reached over and changed the radio station.
"This is terrible that's what. I can't listen anymore. Darn those two. They're wreaking the entire planet. Everyone living in fear, wondering when they're going to strike next. That's no way to live. There's got to be a way to stop them." Bulma said angrily. A young girl leaned forward from the back seat. She had long metallic purple hair tied back in a ponytail and blue eyes.
"There is a way. We just need to find it." Bulma smiled slightly.
"I know honey. I know." The girl leaned back glancing at her brother who was in deep thought. He had short lavender hair and blue eyes. He turned to Bulma.
"Mom stop. I want you to go on home without me." Bulma came to a sudden stop. She turned to her son.
"What on earth for? What's wrong Trunks?" Bulma asked. Then she saw his hands clutching his pants and frowned. "You can't. N-O. I'm not going to lose my only son to those mechanical demons. No way." Trunks looked forward. "Trunks don't you dare." He turned quickly and took off from the car. "Trunks no!" Bulma yelled after her son. He kept flying in the other direction. "Darn you!" He was out of hearing range. 'You'd better come back alive kid. That's all I can say.' Bulma thought watching her son's disappearing form. Bulma grabbed the girl's arm before she had a chance to fly off. "Simone Desiree Briefs don't you even think about it." She warned.
"But Mom what if he needs help?"
"Simone you've never been trained to fight. Trunks will be fine." Bulma let go of Simone's arm and Simone climbed up to the front seat. Bulma began driving again.
"You're right Mom. I mean Gohan would sense Trunks if he was in trouble and help right?"
"Right."
*Trunks*
Trunks had met up with Gohan at the destructed city. The two decided to head for Capsule corp. so Bulma wouldn't have to worry when she got home. Trunks sat in a chair while Gohan stared out the window. Both were silent while tears rolled down Trunks' face.
"Is this the way life's suppose to be like? So full of pain." Trunks said breaking the silence. "Well I'd rather die fighting than watch this all happen. No I can't go on like this. Gohan train me. You have to." Gohan didn't respond. "You're half Saiyan like me right? Then you must know how I'm feeling. Help me channel some of this anger." Trunks growled clenching his fists. Gohan didn't say anything. "Gohan." Gohan smiled.
"You're pitiful Trunks. An emotional wreck. Just like I was when my mom wouldn't let me train and fight with my father." Gohan turned around and approached Trunks. "From now on I am your master and you are my pupil. How's that?"
"Great. I won't let you down Gohan."
"Yeah I know. Just don't tell your mom or Simone so we don't get in trouble." Trunks nodded.
"We're home." Bulma's voice came from the hall.
"They're back. Aw man." Trunks dried his eyes quickly. "Please don't tell." He said to Gohan.
"Right." Trunks sat back down and opened a book and Gohan went back to the window.
"Hello is anyone in here?" Bulma appeared in the doorway with a grocery bag and Simone came up behind her holding one as well. "Well it's nice to see that you're alive son. Do you plan on living long or should I start shopping for two instead of three?"
"Uh no three's fine Mom." He responded not moving. Bulma looked toward the window.
"And a surprise guest. How are you Gohan?" He turned to her.
"Fine. Hi."
"Trunks goes off to fight the androids and then you show up. What an interesting coincidence wouldn't you say?" Bulma made her way to the kitchen with Simone following her. "You guys aren't planning anything are you?" Simone stopped. Bulma stuck her head out of the kitchen. "Well I didn't think so. You're not that stupid." Simone hid a grin behind the bag seeing Gohan and Trunks' dumbstruck faces. Bulma narrowed her eyes. "Nobody's that stupid. Right?" Simone chuckled a bit.
"No Mom they're not complete idiots." Bulma disappeared into the kitchen with Simone. Gohan and Trunks breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. "However," Simone came back in and sat on the table Trunks was at, "you do have your moments. So what are you two planning?" Trunks put his book down.
"We're not planning anything Simone." He lied.
"Trunks you're a horrible liar." Simone said. "I'll let it go for now but I still wanna know what's going on." She jumped down from the table. "If anyone wants me I'll be in my room." Simone said walking for the hall. Bulma came out of the kitchen wiping her hands with a towel.
"Dinner will be ready in half an hour Simone."
"Okay." Simone disappeared down the hall. "Gohan would you like to stay for dinner?"
"Sounds great." Bulma smiled and went back in the kitchen.
*30 minutes later*
"Hey could one of you guys tell Simone that dinner's ready?" Bulma asked peeking in from the kitchen.
"I'll get her." Gohan said getting up form the game he and Trunks were playing.
"Thanks Gohan. Trunks will you set the table for me."
"Sure Mom." Gohan walked down the hall until he reached Simone's room at the end. He knocked on her door before opening it. Inside he saw Simone laying on her bed with her eyes closed moving her head to the beat that radiated from her headphones. He recognized the music from when he was young. Before Goku died and the androids appeared. He remembered Bulma listening to it all the time. Simone opened her eyes and sat up. She turned off her music and removed her headphones.
"Food's ready." Gohan told her.
"Oh okay." Simone got up and followed Gohan out.
"Another Justin Timberlake fan huh?"
"What can I say? He can sing. He can dance. And he's drop dead gorgeous." Gohan laughed.
"I see. Amazing how music that was popular when I was growing up is still popular today." He said.
"That's just because there hasn't been any new music since I was three. I'm fourteen now and there's nothing new on the radio."
"Fourteen already? Stop growing. You're making me feel old." Gohan joked. Simone laughed.
"Oh please Gohan, you're in your mid-twenties." Gohan chuckled as they entered the kitchen.
"What's so funny?" Bulma asked pulling out four bowls from the cabinet.
"Gohan thinks he's getting old." Simone answered leaning against the counter. Bulma laughed at that.
"Gohan you're not even close to being old. It's just that they're just growing up too fast."
"Plus you never come around anymore." Simone mumbled handing Trunks a bowl of rice.
"True we hardly ever get to see you anymore. I miss the good old days." Bulma said handing Gohan a bowl of rice. "Traveling to Namek together has got to be the all time greatest adventure." Gohan did his infamous chew attack on his food and so did Trunks. Simone sat on the counter.
"I really don't get it. How come I don't have the same appetite they do? I'm half Saiyan too." She told Bulma. Bulma shrugged.
"Maybe female Saiyans don't eat like the males." She suggested.
"I guess my father never told you much about the same race." Bulma shook her head.
"Your father didn't talk much at all unless he was yelling or ordering someone around."
"Don't take this the wrong way but how could you be with a man like that much less have children with him? You said yourself he never said he loved you. Never once did he compliment you."
"Not true Simone." Gohan said putting the now empty bowl in the sink. "I remember Vegeta saying that Bulma was beautiful." Bulma looked at Gohan.
"When did he say that?"
"On Namek. Remember when Vegeta took the dragonball from you and Krillin? When I ran into him and asked him where he had found that dragonball. I remember his exact words being 'from your bald-headed friend and that gorgeous girl he was with."
"I never knew he said that." Bulma said sitting in a chair.
"Still doesn't change my opinion on the man. But it helps knowing where all my attitude and stubbornness came from."
"Well Simone he was a prince. He grew up thinking the world was not good enough for him."
"I know Mom but see my point of view. Technically I'm a princess or a queen since my father is dead and I'm the first-born. I don't know how the Saiyan royalty works. But I'm not all stuck up. I mean I am full of pride but it doesn't change who I am."
"You're full of something but I'm not sure its pride." Trunks mumbled from the table. Simone threw a piece of bread at him.
"I'm not the only one full of it."
"Alright you two. That's enough." Bulma said getting up. "I'll be in the lab." Bulma walked out of the kitchen.
"Work on that time machine idea. Where in the world did she think that up?" Simone mumbled washing the dishes. "Now we're alone. So what are you guys planning?"
"How many times do I have to tell you Simone, we're not planning anything."
"If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, you are not good at lying Trunks so give it up." Trunks nor Gohan answered Simone. "Just remember this guys. I'll find out one way or another." Simone walked out of the room smirking.
"Never gives up does she? We might have to check for her when we start training."
"Where does she get that from? I'm nothing like that. At least I don't think so."
"I'm pretty sure she got her nosiness from your mother but determination has got to come from Vegeta." Gohan glanced up at the wall clock. "I'd better head home. Make sure my mom and grandpa are alright." The two exchanged good byes and Gohan left.
*Weeks later*
Simone was in the lab with Bulma. She was going through a photo album while Bulma worked on the time machine. Simone came to three pages that were solely dedicated to Goku. The first page had pictures of Goku with everyone. The next page had newspaper clippings of Goku at the World Tournament when he ended up fighting against Piccolo. Simone turned to the third page which included the last couple of pictures of Goku and his obituary.
"Hey Mom."
"What is it Simone?"
"Did anyone ever find out where that heart virus came from?" Bulma looked at her daughter and saw the photo album.
"No. Absolutely no one found out where it came from." Bulma said sadly.
"It's strange how no one else around Goku got it." The room was silent for a bit. "I wish he had lived long enough for me to know he." Simone said quietly. "He seems like such a cool guy."
"Goku was an awesome guy. Actually..." Bulma opened a drawer and pulled out a scrapbook. "He adored you when you were a baby." Bulma got up and sat next to Simone opening the book.
"Really?" Simone asked. Bulma nodded finding the page she was looking for. She showed Simone two pictures. One was Goku on the floor playing with a tiny baby. The other was a picture of Goku asleep on the couch with the same baby cuddled in his arms. "That's me?" Simone asked pointing to the baby in Goku's arms. Bulma nodded smiling at the memory.
"I remember Goku coming over here just to see you and Trunks. Vegeta hated it but I told him to get over it. Gohan came with him most of the time. As long as he finished his homework to Chichi's standards."
"I am so glad you didn't let Chichi decide my education. I'd be going nuts with the homework Gohan told me about." Bulma laughed.
"I figured you and Trunks would be smart enough with all the technology here you wouldn't need homework." Simone looked at the computer.
"You really think that time machine will work?"
"I hope it does." Bulma got back in the chair and began working again.
"If it does, I want to go to the past Mom." Bulma looked surprised at her daughter and then smiled.
"Thank you dear. But I'm making it so Trunks can come too." Bulma started mumbling different things to herself while Simone looked trough the scrapbook. Bulma turned when she heard someone come in. "Oh my gosh what happened Trunks?" Simone looked up and saw a beat up Trunks with Gohan on his back.
"To be blunt, we got beat up."
"Oh no his arm." Bulma exclaimed noticing what Gohan was missing. "Get him to a bed Trunks. Hurry. Simone call the doctor." Simone dashed to the phone while Bulma and Trunks got Gohan to a bed. The doctor was there in a matter of minutes. Gohan was just waking up when the doctor began working. "Now Gohan this is going to hurt. Hold still. Gohan started to scream making Trunks, Simone and Bulma hold him still.
*Hours later*
Bulma was putting Gohan's things in one pile while Trunks and Simone stayed at his bedside.
"Isn't it a strange coincidence that you happen to run into Gohan while he was on his way to Superworld." Trunks lifted his hand.
"Life's funny that way sometimes." He said. Simone smirked knowing that he was lying.
"So you say Trunks dear." Bulma turned to her son. "I know what you're up to. I wasn't born yesterday. Why is it teenagers think their parents are so stupid?" Gohan started to move around twisting in the sheets. "The doctor said he'd be out for a week."
"Where are those darn androids?" Gohan mumbled in his sleep. Simone and Trunks glanced at each other. Gohan went back into a peaceful slumber. Bulma decided to leave the room. Simone stared at her brother.
"Simone don't give me that look." Trunks said.
"I can't believe you've been training this entire time." Simone said still glaring at her brother.
"I know what you're going to say Simone and you'll have to talk to Gohan about it."
"Oh I will. You can count on that." Simone said leaving the room. 'I'll find a way to get one of them to train me. One way or another.'
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