I do not own, Dragon Ball,Z/GT/Super neither do I own The Loud house, or the jump jump comic, this story is a non profit fan-based parody.


After the inevitable defeat of the terror known as Majin Buu, a name that strikes fear throughout the galaxy had forever been silenced by the warrior known as Son Goku with his ultimate trump card, the spirit bomb. A technique that allows to use the life force of other living things and use it into one final attack.

But with a devastating cost Goku's spirit bomb became out of hand, even for Goku to control, causing wormholes to appear in various spots in the universe. Ripples of space and time started to appear on earth, The remaining Z-fighters tried there best to defend and protect the inhabitants of planet earth. Goten and Trunks, the half-saiyans of the proud extinct warrior race flew together, never leaving one or another's side. Clearing up more land together they both soared through the air with remarkable speed, at high altitudes that a rocket would be launched at. Goten was put to a halt when he was being held back against his will.

Trunks tilted his head ever so slightly as he saw Goten struggling against the wormhole,Trunks could the look of desperation on Goten's face. It was terror, he never experienced this type of fear in his life, it was utterly horrifying. Goten felt his hand being engulfed by another hand, it was Trunks pulling with all his might. Pausing to look up at Trunks, his eyes began to water as he started to tremble. Trunks was pulling with all his might, his golden locks casting a shadow over his eyes as streams of tears came down from that shadow.

Trunks grit his teeth Managing to pull Goten forward, but he noticed the gravitational pull of the wormhole only got stronger, he was pulled out of his train of thought when Goten spoke up for first time, his voice was laced with anxiety as he began to talk,

"T-Trunks, L-Let go!" Goten managed to get the words to escape from his mouth.

"Are you Crazy, Goten I-" Goten suddenly cut him off with a burst of quick exasperation.

"I said Let Go!"

Trunks couldn't believe his ears, he couldn't believe he was in this predicament, was this all a dream? Some sick prank his mind was playing on him, here he was, the only thing holding his best friend back from certain destruction, and Goten wanted him to let go. Trunks took a moment to think anything to get him and Goten out this dilemma. Trunks mumbled under his breath, it was inaudible if anyone was even close to him.

"If you fall in, I'm falling in too!" Goten's eyes widen he opened his mouth to say something, but he was too late when Trunks let go of other demi-saiyans hand, sucking him into the wormhole. Trunks followed suit jumping straight into it. Trunks could see Goten ahead of him as they hurtled down the vortex that sprouted fluorescent colors swirling around like a rainbow. Trunks and Goten's body where like metal as electricity struck them multiple times They screamed out in agonizing pain, leaving their clothes all tattered and torn, burnt marks and lashes appeared on their body as if someone was them scourging.


Mr. and Mrs. Loud drove through the town, the once bright and sunny skies turned gray with rain pouring down continuously. The screeching sounds of the windshield wipers echoed throughout the car.

The vehicle. Making a turn, before broke the silence.

"Well honey, how was work" The Husband asked enthusiastically he spun around the wheel when perked up in his seat, adjusting his body so he could hear loud and clear. Mrs. Loud began to talk when caught a glimpse of two small children laying out on the open field.

"Oh my goodness honey, pull over!" Pulled over doing as his wife told him, he paralleled parked across the street, opening the car for his wife as he soon got out himself.

They strolled over to the two boys, they took in each detail of them, they could see their abused bodies, covered in bruises and burnt marks, lashes and blood pouring out. The duo seemed to be unconscious the left one had a strange hair color, it was lavender a rare hair color, or the only hair color for the fact of that matter. It reminded the married couple of their only son, Lincoln.

He had white hair, a gene he inherited from his grandfather he was currently two years old, having six siblings that are all girls. the right had wild spiky onyx black hair, the spikes pointed out in all directions, locks of bangs covering the boys face, one noticeable thing that stood out is both boys build, the two boys are unusually muscular for both their ages. thought it was some sort of deformity. pick both of the kids up only to find out how heavy these little guys were.

"They weigh a ton, hun come help me out with the kids" said almost feeling exhausted from carrying the two kids. Mr. Loud grabbed the Lavender haired boy, carrying him in his arms. He opened the car door, putting him down gently as placed the other boy next to him.

"Should we take them to the hospital?" The Husband asked skeptically.

"We don't know where they're parents are" The woman said.

"How about we take them in as our own, we can't let leave two kids on their own" The Middle aged Woman reasoned.

"Well If you say so honey, on the bright side Lincoln won't be the only boy!"The Husband said as excitement manifested inside of him.


Eight long years have past since that fateful day of Goten and Trunks departure from their own world, now teenagers they're apart of a new family another chance to live peaceful lives,. The half-saiyans vowed to protect this family and never let any foul and treacherous deeds happen to it.

The saiyan teenagers were a great help to the Loud family, especially Lincoln they were great role models to look up to, a representation of what Lincoln can be when he grows up, Lincoln saw them as watchful protectors, they came to him in his hour of need. Lincoln always tried to channel that charisma that seemed to beam off Goten and Trunks. It's as if they came from an entirely different world, being guardian angels to Lincoln.

Goten bunked with Luan, the fourth oldest of the siblings not including Goten and Trunks, Luna, Luan's previous roommate ventured out to win tickets for her favorite artist, consisting of going on a summer tour, she won. The tour allowed her to bring six friend along with her, but Mrs. and Mr. Loud didn't like the idea of that, her and friends causing havoc, may involve her getting hurt. Lori came up with the idea that it was best if they would go with her, to ensure her safety. Ever since the incident with Goten and Trunks arrival They've been more cautious not wanting children of their own ending up in the same condition the two teenaged boys did.

Goten was laying in the bed as he was drowned with thoughts, he stared blankly at ceiling as he had both arms behind his head. He was soon snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a bang at the door, his enhanced saiyan hearing made it all the more audible, clutching his head he groggily got out of bed, opening the door. He looked down at the girl that was in front of him.

She had freckles, chestnut brown hair with beautiful eyelashes. She was in some sort of sports attire having a baseball T with sleeves, the shorts matched her shirt, baring the colors red and white.

She seemed to be..angry from what Goten could tell by her facial features, the girl crossed her arms tapping her foot as he glared at Goten, who just rubbed the back of his neck.

"Have you seen my baseball bat?, the one that has my name on it." The girl huffed out, closing her eyes in the process.

"No, I haven't,"Goten quirked an eyebrow, leaning against the door frame.

"Well when Luan get's back can you ask her for me?"

"No problem Lynn" Goten gave a warm welcoming smile, Lynn glanced at Goten for a brief moment as her face began to fluster, Goten taking immediate notice of it, thinking she was sick, but before he pressed on about the subject, she quickly darted off into another area, Goten brushed it off walking out the room. He heard distance sobs behind him, turning around fully facing in the direction of the source he narrowed his eyes sensing who's ki it belonged too.

"Lincoln…?"