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Chapter 1

Goku looked around the frozen wasteland of a planet he appeared on with his Instant Transmission. He followed the energy signature that had drawn him here in the first place. In the distance, he could see a figure sitting on top of a cliff, dejected and lost. Goku flew up to the cliff and landed behind the sitting man.

Goku looked down at him, "Vegeta…"

Vegeta sat perfectly still, much like Goku had seen him many times before. It had been about four years since Majin Buu's attack on the Earth; four years since his defeat; four years since Vegeta killed thousands of people during the World Martial Arts Tournament.

Goku walked closer to the fallen prince, "Do you remember me?"

Vegeta scoffed half heartedly, "How can I forget an idiot like you, Kakarot?"

Goku chuckled at his best friend, "Hehe, yeah, pretty hard to forget."

Vegeta laughed with him for a bit before going back to a chilling silence.

Goku's expression changed to a more serious tone, "How long have you been alive?"

Vegeta shrugged, "A couple years, more or less."

"Does Bulma know," asked Goku.

Vegeta shook his head and sighed.

Goku put a hand on his shoulder, "Come back home Vegeta. Bulma misses you and Trunks needs a father."

Vegeta brushed Goku's hand away and stood up, "I can't go back down there. I can't face all of the horror I unleashed on the Earth."

"They know you weren't in control, if you just go down there and explain," Goku replied.

Vegeta sighed, "You know that wasn't the case."

Goku rubbed the back of his neck, he turned from Vegeta and put his fingers to his forehead.

Goku looked over his shoulder at Vegeta, "You'll always gonna be a hero in our eyes." With that, Goku disappeared, faster than the blink of an eye.

-Capsule Corp-

"Alright, ok, thanks anyway Goku, I'm sure he'll be back soon," Bulma said into the phone. Trunks was sitting against the wall, hiding as his mother talked to Goku about his father.

She hung up the phone and sighed in frustration. Trunks got up from his hiding place, "He's not coming back is he?"

Bulma jumped from the sound of her son's voice. She turned to face him and was saddened by the disappointed look in his eyes. She kneeled down and hugged him, "No Trunks honey, your Dad has to...figure things out."

Trunks nodded, sniffling as he tried to hold back his tears. Bulma's face slightly brightened up, "Hey, you want to help me with one of my projects?"

Trunks wiped his runny nose and nodded. Bulma led him to her lab where many scientists were working on various experiments. She stopped at a large table crowded with tools and equipment and in the center of it is was a small device. It looked like an earpiece, attached was a blue lense and the side of it was opened with parts exposed. Trunks scratched his head in confusion, "What is that?"

Bulma smiled, "It's called a scouter, the guys in Frieza's army used them to detect power levels. Your father had one when he came to Earth for the first time."

"Oh wait, Uncle Tarble was wearing one we he came to Earth too," Trunks exclaimed in realization, "Where'd you get this one? Uncle Tarble's was destroyed and those other guys were broken during our fight."

Bulma led Trunks to the table and sat down, "Well, when your father came to Earth, he was traveling with this huge bald guy. He had a scouter too but his wasn't destroyed like your dad's. So when our workers were investigating the place where everyone was fighting they found it."

She picked it up and showed it to her fascinated son, "It was a little glitchy, so I decided to fix it up a little bit. I think it's about ready but I need someone to test it on." Bulma smiled at Trunks, "Why don't you turn into a Super Saiyan."

Trunks hopped up from his seat and grinned, "OK!" Without any effort, Trunks transformed, scaring the scientists in the lab.

The scouter began to chart Trunks' rising power level on the lense. Bulma shot her fist in the air with excitement, "Whoohoo! It works!"

Trunks reverted back to his normal self and smiled at his mother, "Awesome! Wait, what does it say?"

Bulma's eyes widened along with her smile, "Wow Trunks, over one hundred million!" Trunks cheered and laughed with his mother with the scouter being a success.

Suddenly, a worker rushed over to Bulma, "Mrs. Briefs! King Furry...he's here!"

Bulma stopped dancing and froze in shock. She stared at the worker, "Well...did he tell you why?"

The worker avoided eye contact and fidgeted nervously, "He said something about...Mr. Vegeta, ma'am."

King Furry waited patiently for Bulma to walk into the empty conference room. "Mrs. Briefs, I'm sure you're aware of what happened approximately four years ago at the annual World Martial Arts Tournament." Bulma nodded saddly. "Your husband was responsible for over one hundred thousand deaths that day."

"Sir, I told you before: Vegeta was under the control of an evil wizard, he didn't have control of his actions," Bulma replied, louder than intended.

King Furry cleaned his glasses as he spoke, "I am fully aware of that, but that's not the issue I'm here to address." Bulma eyed him in confusion as he stared at her. "It's about the rest of your friends."

King Furry stood up and began to pace around the conference table, "After the conflict with Majin Buu I did a little investigating. I realised that your friends are the ones from the 23rd Martial Arts Tournament, the ones who defeated the first King Piccolo and the mysterious fighters during the Cell Games."

Bulma looked at KIng Furry suspiciously, "Where are you getting at?"

King Furry stopped in front of her, "I also noticed during the investigation, your husband was one of the two aliens that landed in East City the day it was destroyed." Bulma's heart sank when he said that. "Now I'm not going to hold him to those charges since, if he was with your friends during the Cell Games and Buu, that he's saved more lives than he's taken. But the reason why I'm here is to make sure it doesn't happen again."

Bulma raised an eyebrow at the king, "And how, may I ask, are you going to do that?"

"With your help," King Furry replied,"They're your friends, I just need to know how powerful they are."

"I don't know how strong they are," Bulma answered him, stern faced.

King Furry raised an eyebrow at her. Bulma looked up at him, "They can sense power levels, I can't. There aren't any efficient alternative ways to measure their power."

Just then Trunks and Goten came running through the hallway. Trunks scanned Goten with the scouter on his ear, "Ha Goten, I told you I was stronger than you! Your power level is just thirty-five million."

Goten folded his arms, "That's because you were a Super Saiyan! I felt it when you did!"

King Furry walked out of the conference room and into the hallway before Bulma could stop him. "Young man," King Furry said to Trunks, "what is that device you have?"

Trunks turned to see King Furry, "Oh this? It's the scouter my mother made."

"What does it do," King Furry asked, knowing the answer.

Trunks put his fists on his hips in pride, not seeing his mom signaling him to not say anything, "It can detect power levels and stuff."

King Furry stroked his mustache, "Oh really?" He turned to Bulma who was pink in the face, "How long have you had this?"

Bulma rubbed the back of her neck, "I just finished it, it's not even completely ready to be used."

King Furry crossed his arms, "Do you know how this technology could help the people of the Earth?" Bulma didn't look at the king, her brow twitching in frustration.

King Furry sighed, "Think about this: your friend Goku, he has the ability to teleport wherever he pleases, destroy a planet with ease and apparently gets stronger every time he gets hurt. Now what if he decided to kill all of humanity, who's going to stop him?"

Bulma turned to King Furry with a surprised expression. He walked down the hall toward the exit, "Can you be sure that some lunatic doesn't use your friends as puppets again?"

-Few Days Later, Son Residence-

Chichi looked at Goku with a troubled expression, "Goku, what's wrong? You haven't eaten as much as you usually do."

Goku sighed, "It's Vegeta. I'm worried that he'll never get over what he's done." He looked at his wife, his eyes sad and confused, "He's up in space, sitting on some alien planet by himself."

Chichi grabbed Goku's hand, "Vegeta will find himself, he's been down before. Piccolo did the same thing but he's alright now." Goku nodded and helped Chichi get the towers of dishes into the kitchen.

Just then, Gohan walked into the door. Goku looked up and smiled at his eldest son, "Hey Gohan, what brings you here so early?"

Gohan straightened his glasses, "Dad, the gang has to meet up at Capsule Corp."

Goku stared at his son confused, "What? Why?"

"King Furry asked us to be the, they didn't tell me why,"

Goku nodded and turned to Chichi, "I'll be back soon." He walked over to Gohan and put a hand on his shoulder. With that, they disappeared.

Goku and Gohan appeared in the conference room where everyone else was sitting. "Welcome Son Goku, please, sit," said King Furry, greeting Goku.

Goku sat down, "So, what's up Fur-Man?"

Everyone almost fell out of their seats. Krillin glared at Goku, "Goku! He's the King of the WORLD! Don't call him that!"

Goku straightened up in his chair, "Oh um, sorry your highness! What seems to be the problem?"

King Furry cleared his throat, the lights dimmed and a projection screen lowered, "Ladies and gentlemen, we thank you for the deeds you've done for this planet. But, while a great many people see you as heroes, there are some who prefer the word vigilante."

Gohan squinted at King Furry, "And which do you see us as your majesty?"

King Furry clicked the button on the remote in his hand. The screen showed video footage of the destroyed East City, "East City." Another video came up of the gang fighting off Hirudegarn with Tapion, "West City."

The screen then showed Vegeta killing the civilians at the World Tournament. Trunks looked down at his hands, unable to watch it anymore. Goku saw this and turned to King Furry, "OK, that's enough."

King Furry walked around the table, looking down at all of the Z Fighters, "You've operating with unlimited power, with no supervision. That's something the world can no longer tolerate."

Just then, men with scouters and guns walked into the room. Everyone gasped when they saw the scouters mounted to their helmets. King Furry turned to the group, "The leaders of the world agree, in order for ALL of the world to feel safe, we will have to measure and monitor your power. Once we do, there will be suit made to match the same power, just in case…"

Goku looked at King Furry with a troubled expression, "In case what?"

King Furry cleared his throat and continued, "Also, once we have all of the information we need, you will all become officers of planet Earth who will serve and protect the citizens of the world."

18 and Krillin's face lit up, Krillin looked up at King Furry, "Does that mean I get a raise?"

King Furry nodded awkwardly, "I believe it does."

"How exactly are you going to monitor our power," asked Gohan.

"Your friend, Bulma Briefs, has made energy detecting drones, practically invisible to the naked eye," replied King Furry, "And if you go off planet, we will give you a bracelet with a similar function. It's virtually indestructible so it won't get destroyed in battle or training."

"And what if we don't want to do all of this," asked Goku who had his arms folded.

Goku and King Furry glared at each other, everyone could feel the tension in the air. Krillin chuckled nervously, "Um, your majesty, may we please have some time to think about this?"

King Furry nodded, still glaring at Goku, "Very well, I'll get back to all of you in forty-eight hours."

With that King Furry and the armed men walked out of the room. Goku stood up and let out a frustrated huff. "So, what are we going to do," Gohan asked everyone.

Goku turned around with a angered scowl, "I don't think we should do it." Everyone looked at Goku shocked.

"What? Why not," asked an outdone Krillin.

"Because it isn't right," Goku replied, "It doesn't feel right."
"What are you saying Dad," Gohan asked confused.

Goku sat down back in his seat, "I don't know."

Krillin turned to Gohan, "What about you Gohan? What do you think?"

Gohan sighed, looking at his father, "King Furry has a point. As the Earth's first line of defense, we have to actually defend the people of the world. Like our fight on Namek, the only Namekians left by the time we could even come close to beating Frieza was Piccolo and Kami."

Krillin turned to Piccolo who was standing against the wall, "What do you think Piccolo?"

Piccolo stood in silence for a few seconds. He opened his eyes and stared at everyone, "I think we should do it."

Goku turned around to face Piccolo, "What? You want a bug drone following your every move?"

"Think about it Goku," grunted Piccolo, "would it be so bad for them to monitor us? To make sure we don't slip up and go down the wrong path? If you suddenly turned evil, wouldn't you want someone to save the Earth and stop you?"

"Do we have to do this," asked Goten.

Krillin shrugged, "It's not really a law for us to have our power levels recorded."

"And monitored," added Goku, "That's the point that gets me. Why monitor?"

-King Furry's Castle-

King Furry watched the screen intensely. He had left a drone in the conference room to test it on them. "Looks like we have a split in opinions sir," said one of his bodyguards.

"It appears we do," replied King Furry stroking his mustache, "Target the ones that are for it, they could convince the others and if that doesn't work…" King Furry turned to a dark figure behind him, "We're going to go with your plan."

-South City-

"What do you mean you're not sure," exclaimed 18, frightening Krillin.

"Look, Goku's right, it wouldn't be ok for them to monitor us 24/7," Krillin explained. He looked down at Marron who came up to hug his leg, "Do you want Marron to live being watched and have officers in her face all the time?"

18 rolled her eyes, "But the money! Furry said it himself, there could be big bucks in this!"

"It's not just about the money 18," exclaimed Krillin, "Once they put us in their system or whatever, they'll have full control over us! When Dr Gero woke you up, you immediately rebelled against him because you didn't want to be controlled!"

18 ran her fingers through her blonde hair and sighed, "Krillin, we need to focus on the future, not the past. We both want the best for Marron."

They both stopped talking when they heard the TV say something about the 23rd World Tournament. They sat down around the TV and were surprised to see their faces on the screen along with the rest of the gang. Just then King Furry appeared on the TV.

"People of Earth, you and I are concerned about the safety of our beloved planet. And I'm sure all of you know of the mysterious warriors, the 'Z Fighters ' as some call them, and what they've done for the Earth. But they are not just 'protectors' but potential threats."

"In order to keep the planet safe from incidents that cost innocent lives, I'm proposing a law so that they, as well as others will over average power levels to have their strength recorded and monitored. Here to support me, is current World Martial Arts Champion Hercule Satan and Governor Tights Briefs."

Hercule came up to the podium, "Yes, I do support you your majesty. I care for my son in-law Gohan, but when he displayed his powers at the Cell Games and 23rd World Tournament, it worried me to the core. I believe they should be monitored and kept in check."

Hercule stepped aside for Tights to step up to the podium. "I also support King Furry. Besides the loss of innocent lives, the damage caused by the Z Fighters and these threats cost taxpayers billions, almost trillions," added Tights, "With this law, we can help prevent them from causing anymore damage to us physically, emotionally and financially."

The crowd cheered as King Furry came back to the podium, "Thank you Mr Satan and Ms Briefs. It has come to my attention that the Z Fighters are in possession of a device that allows them to find some of the most powerful objects on the planet, the Dragon Balls. These orbs summon a dragon that will grant you two wishes. The law will have them give the Dragon Balls to the government."

Hercule almost fell out of his chair. Krillin and 18 gasped in shock. King Furry continued, "With the Dragon Balls in custody, they will be safe from anyone who wishes to abuse them. The law will be voted on in North City in 24 hours. Thank you."

Krillin turned off the TV and sat back in his seat, "Uh oh."

-Later In Satan City-

"Daddy! How could you," asked Videl, glaring at her father.

"I didn't know he was going to do that," stammered Hercule, "He gave me a copy of the act but it was like a thousand pages long!" He looked back at Videl and bowed down submissively, "I'm sorry Gohan!"

Gohan looked down at his father in law confused, "For what? You made very valid points and I agree." Videl turned to Gohan shocked.

"My recklessness at the Cell Games almost got the planet destroyed twice and killed my dad, I'm ok about the act," explained Gohan.

Just then, the phone rang. Videl rushed over to the phone and answered, "Hello? Uh-huh, yeah, I'll tell him." Videl turned to Gohan, "It's for you."

Gohan took the phone, "Hello?"

"Gohan, this is King Furry, I'd like to talk to you about the act."

Gohan paced around the room, "What about it?"

"It appears that your father opposes the act," said King Furry.

Gohan chuckled nervously, "He's just very big on his privacy."

King Furry was silent for a moment, "Gohan, people are afraid. You're a working man, professor, good job. But when your coworkers and students are terrified of you, worried that at any moment you could transform and destroy them, it's hard to make a living. This act will show them that you can be trusted with not just their lives but to be able to live amongst them. Please convince your father to comply."

"Yes sir, I understand sir," replied Gohan as King Furry hung up.

-Capsule Corp-

Tights sat back in her chair, unaffected by her sister's burning glare, "I still don't see the problem."

"The problem is that you actually support this stupid thing," Bulma barked at Tights.

"And you don't," replied Tights, "Aren't you tired of paying to rebuild this city over and over?"

"And we're not giving him the Dragon Balls," Bulma said crossing her arms.

"You will if the act becomes a law," Tights added, "There are a bunch of people who believe this act is the best thing we could do for the Earth." Tights looked out of the window when she heard the sound of a spaceship landing. She smirked, "There's one now."

Bulma and Tights walked out into the front yard where a space ship was parked. The top opened up and a big eyed, blue man popped out. "Jaco," Bulma gasped.

Jaco slid down the ship and landed in front of the sisters. "Sorry it took so long, I had to pick up a lost traveller, said he knew Bulma," Jaco explained, gesturing to his ship.

Just then, Vegeta slid down the ship and landed in front of a shocked Bulma. "Vegeta," Bulma whispered, still staring at the now grinning Vegeta.

Bulma ignored the call from Trunks, "Mom, did you see that UFO la-" Trunks' voice caught in his throat when he saw his mother hugging Vegeta. "Dad," Trunks finally said before quickly flying over to hug his father.

Trunks smiled at his father, "Dad, you've missed so much! With the birthdays and power level act thing and -"

Vegeta raised an eyebrow, "Power level act?"

Bulma sighed, "The King of the World wants to monitor your power levels, in order to make safety precautions."

Vegeta looked at Bulma, "For what?"

Bulma looked at Tights with an angered frown. "For you and the other fighters," answered Tights ignoring her sister. Vegeta turned to her in surprise. "The world sees all of you as threats, the only way for us to feel safe is to keep tabs on you."

"The Galactic Patrol agrees," added Jaco, "There's so much activity going on down on Earth, we feel that it'd be better off with a system to keep things under control."

Vegeta grunted and walked towards the house, "I knew I should've stayed away from here."

-The Next Day In North City-

Bulma's foot tapped anxiously as the room filled with world leaders from across the globe. Gohan saw this and put a hand on her shoulder. He smiled at her, "Whatever they decide, the gang will accept it and adapt."

Bulma let out a troubled moan, *I hope you're right, when Jaco and Tights told Vegeta about the act, he looked like he was gonna explode."

"That's why we're here, to decide what happens if he does," added Tights as she passed by.

Bulma cursed under her breath as Tights and Jaco went up to the stage. Once everyone was situated, Tights took to the podium, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to thank you for making here to this history making day. As we all know, for the past few decades, our lives have been in the hands of extremely powerful, extremely dangerous individuals who, without supervision, go around and fight whoever they please. As a result, we are left with destruction, debt and worst of all death. We have to put a stop to this, if you all sign, the act will become a planetary law that all enhanced individuals will be registered and monitored for safety of our planet and future generations."

As Tights was talking, a guard was distracted by the activity of his scouter. He turned to his partner, "Are you picking this up?" All of the security staff murmured amongst themselves as their scouters began to go off, the numbers growing higher and higher.

Gohan's jaw stiffened when he sensed a dark power come over him. Bulma noticed Gohan's sudden change in tone, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know," Gohan replied, "Something's here...and it's not good."

Jaco noticed the sudden commotion and scanned the room. He looked out of the large windows behind them. His heart sank when he saw an energy blast coming straight towards the building. He rushed across to Tights, "Ti-"

A massive explosion shook the entire building, engulfing most of the side in flames. Everyone struggled to stand as most of the smoke cleared. Jaco groaned and checked the area. He turned to where Tights had been standing and gasped to see her limp body slightly covered in rumble.

Gohan panted as he released the force field he created for the crowd. Just then, the dark power spiked and tripped Gohan's senses. He looked up to see the source and couldn't believe his eyes.

Bulma looked up as well, she put her hands over her mouth to prevent saying something then breaking down. Bulma's entire body trembled under the stare of her grinning husband, "Vegeta!?"

To be continued…

End of Part 1 of the thrilling Dragon Ball Civil War. For those who are wondering, I got the idea when I saw a fan made trailer for the Civil War movie with DBZ clips, thought it'd be a good idea to write it. In the future, you may have to choose sides, not telling who's on which side but it'll be fun. Favorite, follow and/or review. AND SHARE! Please share this story to your friends, get them on the hype! And don't forget to read my other, major project: Web of Lovers (for those you like Spider Man). Thanks for reading!