A/N: The idea for this story literally came to me in my sleep. I really have no idea how well this story is gonna to do, but I'm taking that chance.

If you don't like it, I understand and don't read it. But if you do end up likening it, please, if you want to, can you guys review.

Well anyway, get ready...

For Dragon Ball Zexel!

Prologue: 500 Years

500 years. To some, that number isn't a very large space in time, but to others, it's the equivalent of an eternity. We were at peace, after the end of Majin Buu's terror, Lord Beerus' arrival and the revival of Frieza, peace remained for a while. Really, after Frieza, we began to recognise that we were ageing, so we finally left the protection of earth to the next generation.

Eventually, our friend returned from five years of training the reincarnation of Kid Buu. We all knew, why our friend had done this, why he had left to train the boy; he silently declared the end of an era. He knew that the old Z Fighters no longer had a place in this new world, that the next generation was going to lead the way to peace.

We watched them grow and lead the way through tough battles. We knew, our time as Earth's heroes, was no more. So, we stayed home, did nothing, watched the world turn. Many of my friends passed on, into Otherworld.

But not me. No, I had the misfortune of coming across a source to eternal life, like my master. I had to live on, watching my family leave me and pass on. After a while, it was only me and my best friend left, with his descendants of course. Then, I sat by his side as his soul left him and as his body disappeared into Otherworld like all the others. In his final moments, I promised to watch over his heirs for as long as I lived.

So, I did. For the next one hundred years, I watched over his descendants, and trained them if they wished, as the new master of the Turtle School. They, of course, were a peaceful hundred years, with the Z Fighters defending us from any evil. Earth now knew of Aliens fully, with cities and towns where many aliens would live the same as humans, side by side, undisguised, with equal rights.

Then, it happened.

One hundred years after my best friend's death, war began. Many humans never wanted aliens on our planet since the beginning. Somehow, this small group of people now took up most of the human population on Earth. They wanted Aliens gone. They had somehow gotten ahold of some kind of dark Ki, giving them enough power to overwhelm The Z Fighters and dominate any other forces in the world. This was the creation of the so called "Humanity's Republic". We couldn't fight, we never stood a chance.

The rest of humanity and aliens who stood against them formed "The Z Resistance" to combat the with their own powers. But soon, an intergalactic war spread out between nine universes out of the entire twelve. Every planet in those nine universes fought for dominance and territory. The Humanity's Republic quickly took over other planets and beat back the resistance, but times were balanced for a while.

When everything spiraled even more out of control, I was in a hospital, watching another one of my friend's descendants give birth. I knew he would be targeted by the Republic, because of his heritage and his appearance. He held the blood of a race who were executed almost immediately after capture. But at that moment when I saw the child, I knew, one day, he would lead the Resistance into battle. Then the Humanity's Republic attacked us in that hospital. The boy's parents died there, but after a long battle, I finished off the attackers. But by that time, the child was gone.

For the next eight years, I searched for the boy nonstop, until I finally found him. I didn't mean to find him, but during an attack on a slavering house operated by people who were associated with the Republic, which I was merely helping the Resistance in, I saw a young bruised, chained up boy with spiky black hair and a jet-black monkey tail. I knew it was him immediately. I rushed over and hugged him and it seemed he recognised my scent as well. I made my way out of the battle and flew home, to the Kame House. Five years have passed since that day, and I am training the boy to fight for a better future.

I'm sure you are wondering of the Dragon Balls and The Guardian of Earth. Well, the Dragon Balls were destroyed at the beginning of the war and Kami's lookout has shielded itself from Earth. The only way to reach the lookout is to climb Korin's Tower. But the tower was destroyed and Korin along with it. The Power Pole that connected the lookout to the tower disappeared the day Korin died.

This is our world now, a world of darkness and despair. A new age has begun, the age of the Dragon Balls... Is over.

A/N: And so, here begins the start of Dragon Ball Zexel! I really don't know how well this story is going to do, but I really wanted to try this.

I really hope you guys enjoy this story, and review if you want. Sorry if this is short, but this is only an introduction to the story.

See you guys next time!