Hello! This is my first DBZ fanfic AND my first AU-ish fanfic. This is exciting for me because not only is it for the greatest show in the UNIVERSE but it's also for one of the greatest fandoms I have ever been a part of.

IMPORTANT NOTE: The University is set in my country, New Zealand, so sorry if you can't understand the language or place names. I'll put meanings in at the end.

I hope you enjoy it, if not, it will get better. Spit swear! Also Goku is alive in this. No halo. Just life.

I don't own DBZ because I wasn't born with the creative Godly power in which Akira-sensei has. I also don't own My Little Pony (You'll see why).

"...and that is why you shouldn't sleep with your employer. Any questions?" A busty, brunette examined the lecture room, gazing over the gawking students.

All of them looked at each other, but didn't say a word. The lecturer sighed, telling everyone to 'get out'; while lighting her cigarette.

Ah yes, just another day at North Tec University.

"...rie….errie…PERRIE!"

"Gah! I wasn't asleep!" The red head jumped, almost dropping her hot chocolate.

"You were up all night again, weren't you, Perrie?" Scolded a black-haired girl. The girl in question nodded sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head.

"Yeah...I just had so much studying to do and-"

"You were watching Dragon Ball Z , weren't you?" The black-haired girl stood from her seat at the Campus Cafe, raising her Gucci knockoff hand-bag.

"Are you going to hit me if I say yes?"

THWACK

"Cathy~!" The bickering in the Cafe went on just like it did everyday.

The tall red-head, Perrie, would obtain injuries from her best friend, Cathy, just from watching Dragon Ball Z every night. It was highly unfair!

"Seriously, Perrie. You're almost 20. I think it's about time you ditched that show."

"Says the one who sings songs from My Little Pony in the shower!"Perrie countered, slamming her hands on the table.

"Butt munch!"

"Ass face!"

Ah, yes. Just a normal day for the red-head. But, will it be a normal night?

XXX

A storm was brewing above the small campus as students all over studied in their run-down flats. The news constantly kept a watch on the storm, syaing that is was to be the worst storm New Zealand has had in 100 years.

'There are Tsunami warnings placed all over the coasts of the country. Safety officials are asking for everybody to board up the windows and tie down anything that could fly away. In other news-'

"Ugh! Why does it have to rain now? I just brought a brand new summer dress to show off." Cathy whined, shutting off the T.V.

"Dress? That piece of cloth was a dress?" Perrie asked, looking up from her medical text book, dodging a couch pillow. "Just kidding! Jeez...anyway, shouldn't you be studying?"

"Shouldn't you be-eek! Did you just throw my text book at me?!"

Perrie gave her complaining friend a cold glare, eyes trailing back to her notes.

'Ok. A patient going under surgery for a cyst infection should get an injection of adrenalin to stop-'

Crash.

"Ahh!" Both girls screamed as their kitchen window smashed into millions of pieces. Billowing winds knocked cereal boxes off the counter. The roof creaked as the wind blew above the flat, the thunder shaking the foundation.

"This flat isn't worth $450 a week!" Perrie yelled, running into the kitchen, gathering everything that has fallen over. Cathy began working on the shards, both girls missing the plan heading in their . Perrie saw the plank just as it flew through the smashed window, heading straight to Cathy. Before she could warn her friend, the plank knocked Cathy over and unconscious.

"Dude, fuck New Zealand weather!" The red head cleaned the kitchen covering the windows thanks to duct tape and rubbish bags. Picking her friend up, she carried her to her bed, tending to her wounds.

Once Cathy was tended to and in bed, Perrie headed to her own. She stumbled slightly, her surroundings going black except for a few, what seemed like, stars. Her body jerked and Perrie landed on the floor near her bed; red bangs covering her face.

"What the hell...?I s going on...?" By the time she got under the covers, her surroundings turned into stars again, a spidery feeling wracking her nerves.

Perries mind searched for a possible diagnosis for her sudden nausea. But it was too late, the darkness at the back of her mind pulled her into it's depths.

Even then, her vision was blurred with colours slicing through the blur. The colours turned into strikes of lightning and the next thing is what scared her the most. She felt like she was falling, the g-force twisting her stomach in unnatural ways. She could move or scream but just let herself fall. A shooting pain coursed through her body as she landed on concrete. Now numb and still unable to move, she lay there, a distant murmuring in the background.

?

"What happened here?"

"Oh my God! Is she Ok?!"

"Did the lightning strike hit her...?"

"Oh! Oh! She's waking up!"

The mummers became louder, clearer and more annoying by the second. She opened her eyes, squinting at the harsh sunlight above. As her icey grey eyes adjusted, she felt someone pull her up and that's when she saw it. These buildings were not like the ones back home. Everything around her looked so...futuristic. Perrie turned to the police officer beside her, gasping at the little dog in a officer outfit.

'Well aren't you just adorable! Wait-no, I have to focus!' "Excuse me, could you please tell me where I am and what year it is?" She had to know.

"This is Satan City and the year is 786." Perrie stood straight but stiff, soaking all the information in. 'At least the name is familiar-waaaait. Where have I heard that name before...?'

"You-you mean this is the Satan City? Named after the Mr. Satan?"

"Why, yes! Do you happen to be a fan-Miss! Come back!" She bolted. Running as fast as she could in such a small dress-'What now?!' Perrie stopped, looking at her attire, what one was a set of black sweat pants and a yellow singlet was a white, flowing dress that reached to her mid thigh.

"Seriously!? If this all just some stupid ass dream from too much studying, I am going to quit Uni!" She spun around, only to see the police officer dog talking to a familiar group of black haired people.

She panicked when the dog pointed in her direction and the groups attention was now on her. Perrie did the only thing she could think of in that moment. And that was to run like Forrest Gump.

Speeding down the street she heard distant shouts from behind her. Corner upon corner she sped through until a suitable alley caught her attention. Slinking into the shadows, she covered her mouth to cover her deep breaths.

'New goal: get into shape and...why is my leg stinging?' Icy eyes spotted a gash on her creamy calf. It was bleeding pretty badly too. 'Ew. Blood.'

Hurried footsteps ran by her as she sunk deeper into the shadows. Once the footsteps had faded, she thought it was safe to leave the blanket of shadows.

Bad move.

"Hey, you! Red-head!" Shoulders tensed, she turned, relaxing a little when she saw the blue haired woman.

'It's just Bulma. This shouldn't be too bad...' "Yes? Can I help you?" Perrie asked, voice pitched a little higher than usual.

"You're not from around here are you?"

"W-what do-do y-you mean?" 'Shit! Damn her for being smart!'

"Well, obviously you're not from here. People usually don't go around without shoes and-is that a gash on your leg? Did you escape from hospital or something?"

"Uh...I-um-"

"Hey! Answer me!" Bulma yelled, getting closer.

"You're right, I'm not from here," she began. "It's just a scratch and I was heading home now. There's no need to worry." 'Please believe it, please believe it!'

"Well, alright. Do you need a ride home? Maybe I'm heading your way."

"No thank you! I'd better be heading off now. Thank you for your concern though!" Then she scurried off, leaving a skeptical Bulma behind her.

"What a weird kid."

XXX

Petrified. She was utterly petrified of what was happening. Sure, she's had countless of dreams of being in this world but now...it felt too real to be a dream. This isn't some lucid dream, she's had plenty of those too! Especially for this kind of dream.

"Ok, deep breaths...calming...deep...breaths..." She sat herself down on a log, closing her eyes.

"Hi there!" Someone poked their head beside hers.

"Ah!" Thud. "Ow..." She knew that voice all too well. The fact it was him was too much for her poor heart.

"Hey, are you alright? Sorry if I scared ya." The owner of the joyful voice sat on the log that she had previously fallen off.

Shooting to her feet quickly, Perrie stumbled dizzily. Thinking that she'd fall over, the black haired man held onto her left wrist. Once her eyes readjusted, she found herself looking into the questioning look of Goku.

Damn, now this dream was too much. Her head felt light and her body felt like stone. The world fuzzed in and out of her vision, her wrist going numb. This was no longer a dream. This was no longer some...hallucination.

"I...I...I..." She repeated like a mantra, earning a weird look from her long time hero. That's when it happened. Perrie blacked out as soon as Goku let her go. She fell with a dull thud muttering her final words.

"I need an adult."

XXX

Shooting up from her sheets, Perrie hyperventilated, rocking side to side slightly. Her dilated eyes zipped to the bedroom window, the storm was still raging on and it was obviously still nighttime.

"Come on every pony smile, smile, smile! Fill my heart up with sunshine, sunshine! All I really need is a smile, smile, smile; from these happy friends of mine~!" The door slammed open with a dancing Cathy rolling in. She stopped her tune and looked at her terrified roomie. "

"Perrie!? Where were you?!" The black haired woman lept onto her bead, tackling her in a bear hug.

"What...what do you mean?"

"You were gone for 5 hours and no one could find you! Campus security are stalking the area for you!" Cathy explained, shaking the taller girls shoulders violently. "Perrie?"

"Y-yeah..?"

"Where did you get that dress? And why is there a blood stain by your right calf?"

Thump.

"Perrie?"

Thump.

'The dress. The blood. My dream.'

THUMP.

'Oh no.'

THUMP THUMP.

"It wasn't a dream." Perrie whispered, her eyes unfocused.

"You're scaring me, Perrie. What wasn't a dream?"

Her friends worried voice fell on deaf ears. Perries mind was racing, replaying the 'dream'. Raising her left wrist, she gawked at the large, red hand mark.

She was actually in the Dragon Ball Z universe.

She had actually spoken to Bulma.

She had physical contact with Goku.

"What am I?"

BLECH Terribly sorry if that sucked, I'm not that good at beginnings or ends. I'm sorry if this was confusing or just plain weird.

Anyway~ Time for quick character descriptions!

Perrie Fyre: With below shoulder copper red hair and light blue eyes, this 19 yr old stands at 5"10 (One inch taller than Goku) and has pale but healthy skin. She's in North Tec University going for a degree in Medical Science. She often acts childish but can be serious at times. She;s seen as the strong tyope but is often afraid of most situations. Her power to travel in her sleep is passed down from her fathers side and was passed off as an 'over active imagination' and was put on ADD medication for a short period of time.

Cathryn Huddle: Has straight mid back length black hair and chocolate brown eyes. She's also 19 but stands at 5"5. She's doing a bachelor of Journalism at North Tec University. She's loud, bossy and loves to insult people. But she cares deeply for her closest friends. Shes over protective of Perrie due to the fact Perrie is more breakable than she lets on. Her mother is a famous International correspondent but died when Cathryn was young, inspiring Cathryn to follow in her footsteps.

Thank you for reading and don't worry this will get better and more intense over time.

~Poisoned Dragon