Dragonball Z is owned by Toei Animation and Akira Toriyama.
This story is told in the POV of my OC, Trixie.
With this out of the way, let's begin.

Chapter 1

It was a very quiet evening when I got in my car. I was planning on going over to a campsite in the woods to hang out with family and friends and I insisted that I drive alone. My parents could be a little overprotective, you see, and I wasn't normally allowed to drive by myself, despite me being 21 years old and being an adult. But they finally allowed me to drive on my own and I was so happy that I would be able to do so!

"Ah... look at all this peaceful air... the fireflies, the crickets chirping... ah... this is paradise," I smiled as I drove slowly down the dirt road and seeing a lake off to my right. It wasn't anywhere near where the campsite was, as it was still a good 20 minutes away at the speed I was driving at, but I didn't care. I wanted to take in the beauty of the calm sereneness of the woods... but then I heard something off to the side and gasped when I saw something I didn't expect. It was a giant moose and he was running straight for the side of my car! I didn't have time to react as the moose collided with my car and the force of the blow actually tilted the car over the edge and into the water of the lake!

I immediately panicked at this, wondering why the hell a moose would attack my car for no reason and tried to pry off my seat belt as the car began to get filled with water. "Oh god! Please god! Spare my life! I promise I'll do anything you want, just let me live!" I exclaimed before my screams were muffled by water entering the open window, the seat belt not budging for some odd reason, even when I tried to click it off. My lungs burned trying desperately to get air inside of them and I immediately thought that I was dead. Deader than dead... and then I saw a bright flash of lightning occur, just before I lost consciousness...

When I opened my eyes next, I didn't know what was going on. My vision was blurry and I wondered where I was, seeing that there were tons of orange clouds above me. "Huh... must be dawn..." I said as I tried to get up, but gasped when I noticed something immediately wrong with my body, particularly my lower half. I looked down there and gasped in shock at what I saw. I no longer had legs. My lower half looked like the tail of the genie from Aladdin!

"Oh no... I-I can't be dead! I can't be! Someone had to have seen me, right?!" I exclaimed in shock as I then heard a voice from behind me.

"Hey! You're holding up the line! Move it!" I heard a female voice say in a cockney accent... only, when I turned around, what I saw shocked me the rest of the way awake. The people behind me weren't humans! Most of them looked like aliens of different kinds, the only similarity between them being twofold. Firstly, they all had the genie tail like I did. And the second thing? THEY WERE IN ANIME STYLE! And when I looked at my hands, so was I!

"Come on! Some of us want to go to the afterlife!" another one said, him being a small green gremlin guy, me sighing in defeat as I turned to see that there was a wide gap between me and a place that I immediately recognized. "Oh... my... god..." I gawked when I saw it. The Check-In Station. From the world of Dragonball. I knew I was screwed now, but I simply flew forward by pretending that my spirit tail was my legs and moved back to the line in question, seeing that there were only a few left in front of me before actually entering the station.

I didn't wait very long and soon I was standing before a gigantic desk with a gigantic man sitting at it. King Yemma. The guy who decided whether or not you go to heaven or hell. I gulped in a large breath of air and stood there shaking, my eyes profuse with tears when he looked at me in confusion. "What's your name, miss?" he asked me.

"M-M-My name is... T-Trixie Gunders..." I sniffed in a large booger, Yemma looking shocked as he flipped through a gigantic book that made my size pale in comparison.

"Well, this is very very confusing... we have a slight problem here..." Yemma said, my hope starting to shatter when he said that.

"A-Am I going t-to... down below?..." I asked with my voice being but a whimper.

"No, that's not what I meant... the problem is that I have no records of you in my book. It has records of every single person living and dead and I can't see your name anywhere... strange... this has only happened a handful of times since I've been here," Yemma said, me gasping at that as his assistant ogres gasped as well.

"W-What does that... mean?" I asked, wondering if that meant I would be given a free ticket back home.

"It means that I don't know whether to send you above to heaven or below to hell... I feel I must ask, but was your world much duller in color than this one?" Yemma asked me, me gasping and nodding my head at that. How would he know that I came from the real world and not this one?

"Seems you've got a similar story to that of Annin then... tell me, when you died, was there a bright flash of light just before your body failed you?" Yemma asked, me gasping and nodding at this as well. Annin, the keeper of the Furnace of Souls, was apparently a case similar to mine? "Hmm... it seems that your case is that when you died, your spirit crossed a dimensional plane caused by the flash of light and it arrived in this world... but in your case, you became a full spirit whereas Annin retained her body... please, can you wait with one of my other workers until I have less souls to deal with? I need to ponder on what to do with you," Yemma said, me wondering what he would have in mind as I traveled with one of his ogre workers over to a bench and I laid down on it, my tail rising in the air when I did so.

"I miss my legs already..." I sighed with a small tear rolling down my cheek. I wondered how my family was doing right now. Would they find my body back home? Would they have my funeral there? Would I be a missing person for years and then my remains be washed up on the shore along with my car? I really didn't want to think about it, but I had to. All of my life that I had lived on Earth... and it was taken away by a goddamn moose ramming my car for no adequately explained reason. Not only that, but that bright flash of light too... what was it caused by? Why was it the cause of me being transported to an anime world? And what was the cause of it?

My thoughts were broken when Yemma called me over to him and I hovered in place above the ground, wondering what his demands would be. Would I be sent to heaven? Sent to hell? Become one of his workers? He then spoke. "I've given it some thought, and since I don't have any paperwork on you, I'm willing to do something with you that I don't normally do. I'm going to allow you to go to Earth in this dimension as you are so I can actually have a record on you," Yemma said, my eyes producing more tears as I felt more and more homesick.

"But... it's not home... I want to go home..." I cried at that.

"I'm sorry, but that's the only thing I can do for you. You'll be both part spirit and part human, so nothing will be able to harm you except things of a holy power. And you will live among the living for 100 years. Then I will have you come back so I can deduce where you will go," Yemma said, me sighing and gritting my teeth.

"I DON'T WANT THAT!" I exclaimed, my outburst shocking a bunch of souls behind me, some of the ogres, and King Yemma himself. "I'm not from this world! I want to go back home! Back to my world! This cheap knockoff of a world isn't my home! I JUST WANT TO GO HOME! UHAAA! ! !" I exclaimed as I broke down into a crying mess, something that I normally didn't do. But now I felt it was warranted. I didn't want to be stuck in a world where planets explode and millions of people die from world destroying monsters! I may have liked watching Dragonball Z at home and even enjoyed their games, but actually living in this hellhole, knowing I wouldn't be able to die? It was insane!

King Yemma sighed at me and I felt my body lift up and I met him face-to-face, though I really didn't want to. "I know you don't want to hear it, but I have no idea where your dimension is nor do I know what your world is like. Even if I wanted to send you back to your world, I couldn't. So please, stop making a scene," Yemma said to me with a sternness in his voice, me sniffing in another large booger and sighing heavily.

"I just... I miss my family and friends... my life... I miss those things... now I'll never see them again... imagine yourself in my nonexistent shoes! If you were separated from your loved ones, plunked into a different dimension as a literal ghost of your former self, and told that you couldn't see them ever again, how the fuck would you feel?" I swore, something that I also never did, but that managing to get Yemma to scowl at me before he sighed and cooled himself off.

"I have work to do, so please, it's my offer or nothing," Yemma sighed as I felt my spirit get enveloped in a bright flash of light and I sobbed even more when I was warped to Earth. I didn't want this. I didn't want any of this!... But then I heard some voices after I touched the ground.

"What the hell? Who the hell are you? You're interrupting our battle!" I heard a voice say that I didn't want to hear right now. Radditz.