Thanks for the reviews. I didn't think it would be that good. As with before, I do not own the Dragonball franchise, this is merely a fan-made story based off the franchise.

The devastation brought upon by the androids will be regarded as the worst thing to befall mankind, even after centuries have passed and the facts have long since been distorted. But what few realize is that there was another, albeit less severe catastrophe. Around three hundred years before the androids, a terrible demon king known as "King Piccolo" started a war against humanity. All but the strongest of Earth's warriors would perish, as would large swathes of the population.

Wishing to bring hope, Kami, defender of Earth, crafted seven mystic orbs called "Dragonballs." They would summon Shenron, a dragon who could grant almost any wish. In recent history, they were a valued commodity that helped to protect the Earth, and even numerous other worlds, on many occasions. But, without even knowing it, the androids killed Kami, and as they are connected to his life force, the Dragonballs were lost.

But Kami is not the only one who can make these wishing orbs. In uncharted space, there is New Namek, the current home of his race. There lies the key to renewing Earth's hope. And while none knew its location, through traversing time and space Trunks and Bulma now know where it is. There is hope…but will it pay off?

Near the North/West Cosmic Boundary, June 24 785

Deep within intergalactic space, a spaceship was travelling through space at an intense speed. Developed from reverse engineering one of the Freeza Force's top-tier spacecraft, and upgraded thanks to Earth's greatest scientist, it contained a screen to give snapshots and recordings of nearby planets. In addition, a second screen allowed old tapes to be played. In the ship were two people, its inventor and her son.

On one screen was data constructed about the species of some of Vegeta's "colleagues". Bulma remembered getting it from Vegeta shortly after he have become pregnant. Her dad was arguing with him, going "how dare you, you licentious ape! That's my daughter!" Vegeta could probably get away with breaking his arm, but didn't feel it was worth it. Besides, Professor Brief made good dinosaur steak, something he only found elsewhere on his homeworld. It was easier just to appease him with, say, some study on xeno-biology. Plus unlike with eating dinosaur with Freeza, he could eat in peace without being criticised or used to show off to his boss' acquaintances.

The documentary was on Cui's race, the Porifa-seijin. As typical for middle-class members of their race, the biologist hosting the show wore clothes constructed from far more simplistic sponges. He was examining two creatures, a larger mollusc and a hard coral. The biologist continued to speak:

Biologist(Stoic): "The Slumbering Red Korall seems like a humble filter-feeder. The Drake Squail certainly thought so, and in confidence decided to choose the Korall in its leisure."

The Drake Squail moved onto the hard coral, beginning to feed with a cow-like beak. However the moment it started to bite on the Red Korall, two "clamps" emerged from the ground and enveloped the squail, before the Red Korall went underground.

Biologist(Uninterested): "Alas, had the Drake Squail suspected the ambush strategy of the Red Korall, it would still be around. Make sure to check for Red Korall in your farm, lest your squail livestock fall victim!"

After this, Trunks paused the screen.

Trunks(annoyed tone): "Mom, we've watched this twice. Once is more than enough."

Bulma(coyly): "Oh, and "Adventures of Hercule" is the height of entertainment? At least "Daily Porifa" has a good script and is well-made."

Trunks(passively defensive): "I know it's pretty bad, but it's hilariously bad. "Mr Satan defeats the Devil in the third episode?" "The fact you can see the strings on the UFOs?" No wonder it lasted three seasons, it's hilarious!"

While Bulma retorted against this, she admitted to herself that is was more entertaining. But the argument they were having helped keep the two of them from getting too bored. "Just a few more days", they thought, and they will finally be on New Namek

Satan Base, Simultaneously

One of the first tragedies of the android attack was Orange City. Attacked on May 26 767, the androids arrived due to hearing about a great fighter there. About ten minutes later, there was a great amount of disappointment when they battled this "fighter." Still, they found Mr Satan's impotent resistance funny, and after a bit of research decided to tease him by destroying his chain of restaurants and tormenting his associates, distracting them for hours on end. It didn't take long for even "Earth's Champion" to recognize this was a golden opportunity to be heroic. And Satan Base is the result.

Originating as a bunker in response to King Piccolo's return, Satan Base had become an underground city with a population of around 4000. Through a large sum of his money, Mr Satan had managed to rescue over 1000 citizens of the city before the androids destroyed it. More than half the current population were either born in the base, or couldn't remember what Orange City was like. A few hundred were strays that had found the base. The population remained consistent around 4000, to prevent rations from being spread thin.

On the northern edge of Satan Base was "Satan Domicile", Mr Satan's dwelling. Most of the base' citizens had gathered near the entrance, where a podium had been erected. There was Mr Satan, preparing a speech. In case of the most troublesome denizens, he had a long-distance rifle hidden underneath his greyed coat. With the androids gone, he could afford to keep his hair kempt and face well-shaved. Reaching to his microphone, Mr Satan began to speak with a bombastic sense of confidence

Mr Satan: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have great news! As we all know, those vile androids have finally met their just desserts, but the hands of the golden fighter. However, a number of ungrateful bastards have been causing trouble for us. They think that without fear of the androids to hold them in line, my rule is meaningless! HOW DARE THEY! These ingrates dare betray the piece we've founded, the balance of this grand domicile? When I find them, their ugly mugs will look just like these cinderblocks!"

Mr Satan's assistant, a young but strong girl called Faun, pushed a tray containing seven cinderblocks. Concentrating, he cut through the seven cinderblocks with ease. Though his hand had a few sores from this, the public was too impressed by the feat to notice.

Mr Satan: "It has taken me a month to pilfer the supplies needed, but soon those that respect the peace and justice I've founded will eat like kings! The Brief residence has some of the finest and largest stocks of food I've ever seen. For the greater good, I shall bring them here! Prepare to get a small taste of the rich future available to us all!"

Faun: "Yeah! And like poppa said, if you're a dirt-bag, you can shove it!" (she pulls out her tongue)

Hearing the word "poppa" changed Mr Satan's expression from one of exhilaration to embarrassed panic. There had been a few paparazzi scandals about "Hercule lovechildren", and he really didn't want the issue exacerbated. Especially when he knew it wasn't the case here. In a panic, he requested that Faun "needed to go potty" and left with here. The two had a brief but important discussion to attend to.

Mr Satan: "Faun, what do you think you're doing?"

Faun: "But you are my poppa!"

Mr Satan: "Faun, I know I'm your poppa, but I'm not your daddy! Poppa Hercule's got a rep to keep."

Faun: "But..but…"

Mr Satan: "It's okay, I'll explain to them later. Just…please don't use poppa in public. I don't want people thinking I'm "that" old man

Faun(sighing): "Okay..Hercule."

100 parsecs from New Namek, June 28 785

Trunks and Bulma had finished lunch an hour ago; their last meal until they arrived on New Namek. It took less than five minutes to clean up, but they remained on the table, not responding to one another. They had on their minds the Dragonballs, and concern for their plan. Both were waiting for the other to respond. Finally, unable to bear the silence anymore, Bulma spoke up.

Bulma: "Trunks, I need you to know that if this doesn't work out, I don't want you to be upset. Don't beat yourself up about this."

Trunks spoke defensively, pretending to be without worry

Trunks: "It's fine mom. Once we get to New Namek, we'll be able to get new Dragonballs."

Bulma(concerned): "Honey, don't get depressed if we can't. Things may be different in this version of New Namek. Something may have happened, they may have lost the Dragonballs."

Trunks: "No. It's about Chi-Chi. When we talked to her about the Dragonballs, she was the happiest I've ever seen."

Bulma: "I missed that. And we all miss Gohan. But don't just do this for you, me or Chi-Chi. Do it for everyone."

The two recollected back to May 18, 781: Gohan's 24th birthday. Well, what should have been his 24th birthday. Chi-Chi had insisted they celebrate it, to honour Gohan's memory. To most, it did that pretty well; seeing Master Roshi act out aspects of Gohan's life, the Ox-King and Trunks having a drunken play fight, a bemused embarrassment as Oolong and Puar looked at the "family photos" with Gohan, all undercut, sadly enough, by Chi-Chi herself.

She tried to put on a smile, tried so hard to make herself seem happy. But the smile had no emotion to it. Her "laughs" were clearly forced, and her voice was flat. Chi-Chi was rather defensive when questioned whether she was having a good time, showing off her famous temper for once. Eventually people gave up trying to argue, and just nodded in agreement that Chi-Chi was happy.

Trunks knew he couldn't let Gohan stay dead. It wouldn't just save him, but save Chi-Chi as well. Perhaps selfishly, he expected the universe to owe them after the 18 years of tragedy that the androids caused. Though he was concerned that the happier reality, where the androids weren't monsters and only two noble heroes had to die, was that compensation.

Bulma: "You know the limitation of the Namekian Dragonballs; they can only revive one person per wish and only if they didn't die over a year ago. If we can't make new Dragonballs-"

Trunks: "We will."

High New Namek Orbit, June 28 785

After days on end, Trunks and Bulma reached New Namek. However, they immediately noticed that something was…wrong. New Namek had what can be described as a metallic amoeba on it. Surprisingly, the "space amoeba" wasn't causing the cataclysmic environmental changes you'd expect. New Namek seemed a habitable world, just with a moon-sized blob straddling it. In addition, numerous spires, far bigger than any mountain, jutted from across the planet. The space amoeba seemed to be converting New Namek into a world-sized spacecraft.

In orbit around the planet's now covered polar region were numerous "flying saucers." The Capsule Corps Spacecraft studied them, and saw that they were of very similar composition to the massive blob. While still gnats to it, radar showed they were, at their smallest, a mile in diameter. Both Bulma and Trunks looked on it with absolute wonder, yet it was a wonder conflicted with concern for the Nameks, and just what was in charge of this giga-structure. One could only hope that it was friendly.

Bulma: "My God…honey, I know what you're thinking. You're concerned for the Nameks. But…just look at that tech! Oh, this is something I've only seen in the wildest of science fiction; an artificial structure the size of a planet. Please tell me we don't have to destroy it!"

Trunks: "Mom, please focus! If your previous history with aliens is any indication, it's possible we may have wasted our time."

Bulma: "Don't be so pessimistic, not all aliens are unfriendly. I should introduce you to Jaco sometime. Besides, if they were unfriendly the space amoeba wouldn't care for keeping the planet habitable. The only thing it has for any alien invader is the Dragon…oh crap."

"Space Amoeba" Core, Simultaneously

Deep within the core of the "space amoeba", was a massive computer complex. An empty room, around 314 square miles, with the roof a mile above the ground. In the centre was a sphere, attached by seemingly organic tubes and wires going into the complex. Thousands of droids, around a foot in height swarmed around the sphere, looking after the complex, supplying fuel, and the many things necessary to maintain the massive structure.

Inside the sphere existed the sole organic aspect of the giga-structure. It appeared spiked, with cybernetic tubes attached to what used to be the entity's neck. Numerous life support systems were connected, replacing what vital functions the entity's original body supplied for the brain. One organic eye looked intently at a monitor, seeing. The cybernetic eye interfaced with the monitor wirelessly

"Is that…yes, it is. It looks like one of the old Freeza Force ships. Data analysis…it appears to have been reverse-engineered from an old Saiyan pod. But there is little in it. Hmm…according to father's records, there are less than ten Saiyan pods that weren't scrapped. Perhaps if I try to identify who might have modified its designs, I might find its origin.

The mass interface-computer calculated the quarter-million possible scenarios within a moment, with only a 5-second delay to translate the information into its core's organic brain.

The pod comes from a Class 0.7 civilization. A rather unimportant world in the Milky Way galaxy's mid-outer rim; Planet Aquarion-198.410, or as the locals call it, Earth.

"Earth? That planet?! After all this time, is it really them?. Computer, analyse the power level of its denizens."

Analysing power level…analysing…First power level equivalent to 6. Second power level surpasses 6 million.

"6 million?! Most planetary elites aren't even half that! It must be one of them. Are you absolutely sure this isn't an error?

Calculating…multiple scans confirm it surpasses eight million as well. In addition, senses indicate the possibility of hidden power. Probability of error in my second statement is 1 in 43,000. Probability of error in my first statement is 1 in 1.3 million

The organic centre of the giga-structure had suffered a broken jaw as one of the minor injuries immediately preceding his conversion into a cyborg. It had never been able to express emotion since then. But, with some exertion, it finally managed to move, into a grin.

"So…the Saiyan lives. My Big Gete Star, the time is finally here. Let them in like the flies they are. With them, my long-awaited resurrection can be complete! Let them come here to die, so that Lord Coola is FREE!"

Surprised at the end? Next chapter, we'll have our first actual battle, and not just with Coola. You probably have a few questions about what's going on, so to save time:

Q: Wait, Coola? Isn't he dead at this point?

A: No matter how you modify "Return of Cooler", it has to take place during or shortly before the Android Arc. Meaning no-one was around to stop him in Trunks' timeline, which this story is set. I'm trying to figure out how I can fit it in without causing too many plot holes.

Q: Who is Faun?

A: Right now, I can only say she's a plucky young girl who Mr Satan looks over. She calls him poppa because he's her father figure at the moment.

Q: Why Mr Satan?

A: The main purpose of the fanfiction is to cover what happened to characters who should exist in the Future Timeline, but we never find out, and see how their story/character changed. An "expanded Future Timeline" if you will. And yes, certain movie characters/plots will be involved.

Q: What other movies are canon?

A: Modified versions of Dead Zone Lord Slug, Cooler's Revenge, and heavily modified versions of Tree of Might already took place before the main timelines split(and won't be covered in this fanfic). Don't expect Bojack Unbound, Battle of Gods or Resurrection F to occur in Trunks' timeline. The events leading to them can't happen in Trunks' timeline.

Now, to respond to my reviews:

Zach8920: Thanks man. I didn't think it was as good as you say.

Guest: Be patient. Yes, this isn't probably isn't going to be one of those massive "over 9000 words per chapter", but I feel I write best with little pressure and plenty time to add to it. I hope this doesn't sound too selfish/demanding of me.

Ryu no Ohi: I believe I've fixed your main complaint. I wonder how you'll feel about Coola being a "starter villain" to the fanfic as TV Tropes put it(but not lame like Raditz).