"There is actually twelve universes, some holds residence for fighters stronger than myself"

The god of destruction smiled at the easygoing attitude the Saiyan warrior portrayed. He did not feel the urge to ask further questions, nor did he seem to feel the need to know just how and why the Universe was constructed the way it was. He just accepted it. Whether or not he was an imbecile, the violet coloured god couldn't help but feel awe towards the warrior. Such a light-hearted manner yet so much dedication. No wonder he'd gone so far!

Both of them looked to the stars. The god wondered wether or not the Saiyan tried to at least grasp what he had just said. He could always ask him. But Lord Beerus was a proud god, such an action was beneath him. So he decided to stay quiet.

What the god of destruction did not mention, however, was the smaller universes connected to these major twelve. These universes were like the smaller branches of a tree, each divided by the difference of choices and actions...

*The 31st Universe connected to Universe Seven*

Chapter 1 - So it begins

It was a nice and calm day on the planet Namek. The wind was mild and the third sun wasn't as strong on the southern hemisphere, which currently had it's ajisa planting - season. This was a busy period for the young Namekians and so they did not notice nor sensed that this particular calm was not going to last.

Miles away, In a dry and deserted area. A namekian frog had the fortune to look up to the sky just in time to see a meteor-like object appear. The frog just stared as the object headed towards it's position. Its red eyes widened as it realized the object was going to crash where it was currently sitting. As quick as possible it jumped out of the way of the impact. But not quick enough to be hit by the shock wave caused by the crash.

BOOOOOOOOM!

The small creature, dizzied by the blow, looked at the hissing meteorite in confusion. All it could see was the top of the meteor sticking up from the crater. The object looked strange as it was white-coloured and had weird pointy-parts sticking out. It was very foreign to the Namekian frog. However, that was because it was a frog. Had it been a Namekian, it would have identified the object as a spaceship and not a meteorite. A Namekian spaceship to be precise, that had crashed face-forward right where the frog had been before.

All of the sudden the frog heard a noise. A scream that came from inside the ship and followed by that was a beam of light which appeared out of the back of the ship. Fear took over curiosity and the frog jumped away as fast as it could.

The spaceship was now sporting a large hole with smoke emitting from it.
Out of this hole jumped a young, bald man. He landed with ease on the edge of the crater and took in the enviroment. "Wow" He breathed in apprehension. "So this is Namek..."
He was astonished how similair it was to his own home planet. It reminded him of the wastelands he sometimes would pass when flying back home.
But what hit him the most was the fact that the sky was green and the grass was blue. "Opposite to earth" He concluded.

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud and shrill voice.
"KRILLIN!"

The bald man turned towards the ship with an expression of dread on his face.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! LEAVING ME BEHIND LIKE THAT? YOU'D BETTER GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND GET ME! NOOW!" The voice shouted.

With pearls of sweat now forming on his head he jumped back in the ship to face the wrath of an abandoned woman.

Seconds later, the bald headed man and the woman stood at the edge of the crater. Both of them observed the damaged ship that had taken them light years away from their home in just a month.
The woman huffed and crossed her arms. She wore a black and yellow space-suit with black and white-striped sleeves. A round brand with the letters Capsule corp decorated the upper-parts of her sleeves. Her hair was cut just above her shoulders and she had a black hairband that sat just above her bangs. On her right chest there was a nameplate with the name Bulma written on it.

She frowned at the bald man, her anger not yet subdued. She had been the only one dressed appropriately for space. He had showed up with casual clothes and was now wearing that typical orange combat suit he always wore. This made her even more angry.

"This is your fault, you know" She said, still frowning at him.

Krillin looked at her, appalled "WHAT? What did I do?".

"The Nebula we passed! It messed with our instruments causing the ship to malfunction when we were supposed to land! If you'd warned me about it and we had steered clear of that we wouldn't have crashed in the first place!"

The bald man stared at her. "How was I supposed to know that?"

"Isn't that obvious? You can sense energy cant't you?"

"Oh..." Krillin felt a pearl of sweat slowly running down his cheek. "Well, I mainly focus on ki" He answered, still in disbelief as to how she could blame all this on him.

Bulma turned around. "Hah! What a useless ability! And now we're stuck here because of you!" She shot back as she walked along the edge of the crater.

"Useless she says..." Krillin said with a thin voice. She really could be too much sometimes.

When Bulma had calmed down she came to a halt. She turned to the ship again and tried to survey the damage. The engine was definitely destroyed, at best. In fact they were lucky it didn't explode when they crashed. She had to inspect it further but her trained eye could alredy estimate that at least 70 percent of the ships parts and instruments would need to be replaced. Bulma sighed "That's a whole lot that needs replacement".

"Lucky for us, I am a genius..."

"If I can get hold of the proper tools and materials I should be able to repair the ship." She put her hands on her hips and continued "Maybe we could ask the Namekians... Since the space ship is from here they should be able to provide it... Or if we're lucky, they might even have other ships! Then we should be outta here in no time"

Krillin looked at her "That's great and all Bulma... But what about the Dragonballs?"

"Oh right! I forgot about them!" She blurted and started digging in her right pocket. She took out a small device and clicked on the button that was sticking out. In a matter of seconds the item started to give out a beeping noise. Bulma looked up towards Krillin with a wide smile. "We have a signal!"

Krillin smiled back, equally excited "So the planet has Dragonballs?"

"U-huh" She nodded and walked up to him. "Look!" She said and showed him the device. She adjusted the settings so the radar would cover the whole planet. Seven green circles lit up the small, black screen. "It's seven of them! Just like on earth!"

Krillin looked and saw the vast area the radar covered. "They seem to be pretty scattered" He said, surprised that the balls were distributed in such a manner.

Bulma looked up from the radar to Krillin "Well yeah... What'd you expect? They always spread out like that after one use."

She looked back to the radar and adjusted it's settings so they could see the dragonballs that were closests to them. "Hmm, one to the south-east... And another at... South-west." Somewhat bewildered she looked between the two spots that were nearest to them. "Huh... They have almost the exact same distance..."
Then, her face lit up. "Hey, I've got it! What if we split up?" Her smile grew as she thought more about it "Yes that's it! We'll be able to cover more ground and we'll save a lot of time!"

Krillin did not share her excitment. "You sure that's safe?" He said, not being able to survey how strong the inhabitants of the planet were. Not to mention how dangerous...

"Ofcourse I'm sure" Bulma answered as she put the radar back in her pocket. "Remember what that weird geenie-guy said? The Namekians are peaceful! If you fly and I use the hoover-bike we'll be done in no time!"

The bald man smiled at her "You're right! I keep imagining them as Piccolo when I really should think of them as Kami!"

Bulma gave him a wink and said in an amused tone "Well, what'd you expect? The only Namekian you've ever met is Piccolo and that guy gives quite the impression".

She reached to her left pocket and took out a box which had the words "Capsule 23-35" written on it. She took out one of the capsules and twirled it between her thumb and two fingers. "-Lets get a move on!" She said and threw the capsule to the ground. A pang and a poof of smoke later a shiny, red hoover-bike appeared.

When Bulma got ready to mount the bike, it dawned on Krillin. "Uh, Bulma! Wait a minute!". As she sat down on the bike she looked back at him and asked "What is it?"

"I don't have a radar..."

Bulmas eyes widened. "Oh my! I didn't think about that"

Krillin stared at her, glad that he had thought of that before they both had gone their seperate ways. Ofcourse he probably would have found her quite fast. But still... What if they would've gone their seperate ways and he wouldn't have realized it until he was too far away to sense her energy? It wasn't like her energy stood out to begin with...

Once again his thoughts were interrupted by an annoyed Bulma "Earth to Krillin!"

The bald-headed man blinked "Wha?"

"I said, we might as well take the Hoover-bike and go south-west!".

Krillin looked at the bike in confusion. Why should he ride it when he could fly?

"Snap out of it and just get on the damn bike!" She could not understand why he was so slow all of the sudden.

Krillin walked over to the bike and positioned himself behind Bulma. Somewhat hesitant he said "I uh-just thought I could fly while you ride the bike".

"I know that" Bulma answered. "But I think it's better if I drive while you look at the radar. This is a new planet after all so maybe we should be cautious for now" her eyes drifted to a flying reptile that happened to pass them in that moment.

She ignited the engine and with a woooshing-sound the vehicle started hoovering. Bulma gave the radar to Krillin and they were on their way.

On a planet not too far from Namek, a whole civilization had been wiped out in just a couple of hours. In the midst of the ruins and devastation stood two Saiyans. One of them was large with no hair except for a moustache. The other one was smaller with dark hair that defied gravity in a flame-shaped manner. Both of them wore combat armour and had a strange glass that covered their left eyes. This glass was attached to a device which covered their left ears.
The bigger Saiyan was sitting on a large metal-debris while the other, smaller one, was standing next to him. On the ground in front of them, an undressed and unconscious boy was lying face-forward on the ground. All of them had tails with brown furr. The two Saiyans had theirs wrapped around their waist and the child had it sprawled between his legs.

Overlooking the child, the bigger Saiyan turned to the smaller one. " That was pathetic! And here we thought we needed backup! What kind of grading did this planet have?!" He then looked back at the child and added "It makes me angry!"

Ignoring his complaining companion, the smaller Saiyan looked to the sky.

"Finally" He said as he spotted three objects that were headed their way.

As the objects came closer they took the shape of three, round, travelling-pods. All of them, big enouogh to fit one person of a larger size.

These three pods landed in front of the them. And automatically, all three doors to these space-pods opened. The larger Saiyan stood up and the smaller Saiyan was just about to head towards one of the pods when a third person landed just behind them.

"It took some time, but I finaly found something useable" Said the third Saiyan and looked to the strange garments in his hands. The Saiyan was slightly shorter than the bald one and had long, black hair that came down to his calves. He too were armoured and had a brown tail wrapped around his waist.

The smaller Saiyan turned to him and said with a smug voice "Just in time Radditz... Any minute longer and we would have left without you" his expression hardened and he added "Deal with the brat quickly before I loose my patience!"

The Saiyan called Radditz grinded his teeth to restrain his anger "Fine" he answered and turned to the unconscious child.

"Does this mean that we can leave this damn planet now?!" Asked the large, bald Saiyan with enthusiasm.

"Yes it does" The smaller Saiyan answered. He did not display the same excitment as the bald one but he did feel it, perhaps even more than the other two. However, his mood changed as the bald Saiyan spoke.

"Ohh! This is going to be great! I really hope those Nam-"

"NAPPA!" The smaller one interrupted him harshly.

The two Saiyans looked at him in fear and he looked back at them, exasperated. "Enough of this stupidity! Take off your scouters!" He then looked to Radditz and added "Both of you!"

When they had done what he said. He too, took off his scouter and switched it off. He gave them a wary look and asked "Have you turned them off?"

"Yes" Answered Nappa and Radditz almost simultaneously.

"Good" The smaller Saiyan said. A little relieved but unsure of how much damage this folly had cost them. "Now listen! I don't want to repeat myself again!"

"It is absolutely essential that our destination is kept from Frieza at this time! Any disclosure from our side and we can forget about the wish!... That is why we do not mention anything about Namek while wearing our scouters! Do I make myself clear?"

The two Saiyans nodded in response. "Yeah you're right, Sorry Vegeta" Nappa said, ashamed of his recklessness.

Vegeta turned his back on them. Still agitated, he decided he'd rather wait in the pod than waste his time looking at those two. He was almost tempted to leave without them.

Radditz turned to Nappa, annoyed that he got scolded for something he wasn't responsible for. "Nice going" He said, uncaring of the fact that Nappa could end him with ease.

"Radditz! Dress the wrethced child so we can be on our way!" Came Vegetas voice from one of the pods.

Radditz did as he was told and dressed the unconscious child with the alien garments he had found amongst the wreckage. He then carried the child to his pod and sat down in it, with the small boy in his lap. "Damn brat" He muttered to himself.
Since he was the weakest of them he'd be the one stuck with the kid. He also happened to be the boy's uncle, but that did not mean that he wanted to play babysitter.

When all of them had entered their pods, Vegeta put in the coordinates. Since he didn't want their destination to be transmitted he had to do it manually. Luckily, the two other pods were connected to his so they would recieve the same coordinates. He didn't dare to think how it could have ended if the idiot, Nappa had to put in the coordinates by himself.

As the pods soared up towards the sky all three of them looked down at the ground. Just a couple of hours before it had been a huge city filled with intelligent life. Now all that remained were ruins and smoke. Destruction was like art to them and the harder resistence they experienced, the bigger satisfaction they recieved from such a scenery. It really was a pity that the inhabitants of this planet was such an easy defeat.

While Vegeta looked at the devastation his thoughts wandered to Namek. Perhaps Nappa was right, he had indeed heard rumours of these Namekians. Supposedly they should be a strong race with magical powers. This should be interesting...

Everything was dark and quiet with the exception of two distant voices that grew louder. When he finally started to get a hold of his own mind and thoughts, he also started to register what the voices were saying.

"I wonder how he got to keep his... I thout' you needed to be a saint in order to keep it"

"No-no! You know it aint like that! Don't ya remember the other guy?"

"Ohh yeah! You're right. That guy was real nasty thou'... You think this one is too?"

"I hope not! Or we'll be in trouble for sure!"

A wave of dizziness caused him to grunt.

"Shhh" Hushed one of the voices "Looks like he's waking up"

He tried to open his eyes but regretted it immidiately. Carefully, he sat up and massaged his scalp with one hand while supporting his weight with the other. "Arghh... My head" He moaned as he tried to relieve the pressure he felt in his head.

"Woah!" Said the other voice "Didn't know you could feel pain when you're dead!"

Those words filled him with terrror. "WHAT?!" He yelled and opened his eyes.

The scenery he met was beyond odd. With two cloud-looking creatures that floated in front of him. Behind them, on one side he saw a dark forest of some sorts that seemed to be filled with thorns and dark fog. While on the other side there seemed to be a park with grass and trees... And a pond filled with red water.

"Yup" Said one of the cloud-creatures "You're in hell bud"

He looked to the creatures and asked "What are you?"

"We're dead! Just like you" The other one answered. "...Thou' we don't have our bodies..."

"You're real lucky you know, I would've loved to keep my body!" .

"You gotta be special! We've only seen one with a body down here and we've been here a long time"

The first one nodded and continued "And he even looked like you! How crazy is that!" Then he added "...Uhm, you're not gonna hurt us...right?"

He looked at the two... Souls, that he guessed them to be, in confusion and asked "Who?"

"Hmmm" Answered the other soul. "It was years ago... I remember that he did look like you, but older... What was his name? Pi-something..."

Piccolo!

The name struck him like thunder. Yes, he finally remembered who he was...

"Was it Picasso?" Asked the first soul, unaware of the realization that had struck their newly arrived friend.

That caused Piccolo to grunt. "No" What a bunch of clowns...

"Really?..." The first soul challenged, "How do you know that if you just got here?"

"Nah, he's right! I remember now... It was Piccolo! Right?" Said the other soul.

"...Yes"

"So...It must be him" Piccolo thought, not sure as how to feel about it. Afterall, he had never met his predecessor or... father. He was sure of one thing though...

"Take me to him! Now!"

Bulma smiled at the feeling of wind in her hair. "Just like old times". She had been so focused on the task at hand that she had forgotten how much she loved adventures. Namek was a lot like earth, but at the same time it wasn't. For one thing the air smelled different, cleaner and dryer than what she was used to.

Krillin did not share Bulmas positive emotions and started to grow rather impatient. He suspected that it had to with the fact that he was riding in the back.
If he had flown, it would've taken them less time but Bulma didn't seem too keen to be carried by him. He looked at the radar and concluded that they were half-way there. Man, It had taken them all day and they weren't even close! Speaking of that...

"Hey Bulma! How long has it been since we started?"

Bulma looked at her watch and answered "We landed six hours ago!".

Puzzled, he looked up to the green sky.

"What about it?" Asked Bulma, curious to why Krillin seemed concerned.

"Well nothing has changed as long as we've been here... It's a bit weird, don't you think?"

"Hmm" Bulma thought as she allowed herself to take her eyes off the road and up towards the sky. "Oh my, You're right!" She said and felt amazed by the strangeness of it all. Then, as she was about to look back at the road she spotted a small orb of light. A second sun!

"Wow! Krillin look, This planet has two suns!"

"Hm?" He followed Bulmas gaze. "Yeah...you're right! That's really strange"

"You could say that again!" Bulma agreed. "Speaking of time" She began. "How far are we from the dragonball?"

"Halfway" Krillin replied.

"Halfway?!" She exclaimed and turned to Krillin, causing the hoover-bike to waver.

"Yeah I know. But could you keep your eyes on the road?" He asked, concerned for their safety.

Bulma didn't listen to his pleading. "How? We've been going non-stop for six hours!"

"Bulma, please-"

"This bike isn't that slow! This is impossible, give me the radar!" She demanded. When Krillin didn't do as she asked, she snatched it out of his hand. "How?" She wondered again as Krillin said something she didn't listen to. Until he raised his voice.

"BULMA! WATCH OUT!"

"Huh?" Bulma looked up just in tim to see a large rock. She dropped the radar and did a last minute maneuver. When they had steered clear of the rock she turned the hoover-bike around to retrieve the radar. When they came up to the place where the radar was, the hoover-bike came to a halt.

They had left behind the large and dry planes which they had landed in and had finally reached somewhat of a coastline. Neither of them were sure if it was a lake they had approached or an ocean. The water was covered with islands and there was a lot more trees in this area. The trees were, just like the planet, similair to earth's but at the same time not. The trunk of the trees were taller and much more symmetric and all the crowns of the trees, they had seen so far, were round.

"Phew!" Krillin exhaled as he jumped off the bike. He had been sitting down so long that his legs had fallen asleep. Bulma also felt relieved as she sat up and decided to stretch her legs a little.

"Hey Krillin, lets take a little breather"

Krillin agreed and did a little stretching of his own after he had picked up the radar.

After a while, a large rumbling escaped Krillins stomach. He looked to Bulma, who seemed to be studying the Namekian sky. And asked if she had brought any food.

"Ofcourse I brought food! What do you take me for?" She answered, irritated by the fact that he hadn't thought of it before. "And what the hell did you pack? A guide book to the finest restaurants of Namek?"

Krillin swallowed "N-no...I just thought..."

"Oh for crying out loud!" Bulma interrupted him. "Where would you guys be if it weren't for me!?" She exclaimed as she dug out her capsule box. She took one of the capsules and threw it to the ground. With a bang and a poof of smoke, a small fridge appeared.

"I've brought food for three months and if that isn't enough, I have more at the ship." She said as she opened the fridge.

Just as Krillin appeared next to her she pointed to a strawberry cake "Look, I even packed dessert!"

When they were done eating, Krillin laid down on the soft grass. Bulma followed his example. Both of them looked up to the sky. "That's a weird looking planet" Said Bulma and looked at the biggest planet that were visible in the Namekian sky.

"Yeah" Krillin agreed and put his hand on his stomach. That fish and rice course really did the trick. Even though it wasn't the tastiest...

"Kinda reminds me of Jupiter..." Bulma continued. "It's gotta be a gas giant".

That caused Krillin to laugh "Just looking at it makes me gassy"

"Oh, would you grow up?!" Bulma responded, irritated by his childish behaviour.

Krillin felt his cheeks burn in embarassment "Goku would've laughed..."

Bulmas irritation dissappeared as she felt sadness replace it.

"We'd better continue" She got up and capsulated the small fridge.

Krillin got up and was about to walk towards the hoover-bike when he felt it. Two-no three massive Ki's that were approaching. He tried to locate them and did so by looking up to the sky. Bulma raised her eyebrow at Krillins mood change "What is it?"

He didn't answer but looked at the direction he felt the powers comming from. Then he saw three objects falling down from the sky at a massive speed. The energies he felt were enormous! Were the Namekians really this powerful? It was frightening to say the least... As he focused more on the energies he realized something. He had felt one of these energies before.

Bulma saw the objects too and asked "Are those... meteorites?"

"... I don't think so"

"Then" Bulma said, a little shaken up by Krillins serious behaviour "Are they...Spaceships?"

All of the sudden, Krillin recognized why one of the energies felt so familiar. He turned to Bulma and yelled "BULMA! WE HAVE TO GET OUTTA HERE!"

Krillin rushed to her and before she had any time to blink he had grabbed her by the arm and flew away as fast as he could. Leaving behind the hoover-bike.

Several miles away, the three space-pods crashed. As the doors to the pods opened, three Saiyans and one boy emerged.

Nappa and Radditz struggled with getting out. Nappa, due to his size and Radditz due to the fact that he had his nephew with him. Because of that, Vegeta was the first to walk up from the crater.

While he waited for the others to catch up he looked at the scenery before him. He tightened his hands into fists. So close was he now to achieving his goal... He could almost feel it! A crocked smile grew on his face. "Soon... Immortality will be mine!"