Chapter 2:  We Call Ourselves the Q

                Bulma was in her lab working on a new invention that she thought would help the Z-fighters find the Dragon Balls at a much quicker rate.  She got up to stretch for a while and made her way to the gravity machine that Vegeta was in.

                "Hey, Vegeta!  Could you go to the store and get some groceries.  I'm kind of busy with this current project."  Vegeta could hear her though the door of the room.

                "Not now woman.  I need to keep training.  That dream I had might have been a premonition, and if it was, I need to spend every moment training to become more powerful than Kakarott."

                "Come on, Vegeta.  I don't ask for much, except you try to set some example for Trunks."

                "Woman, I…"  Vegeta froze in a kicking position before he could complete his sentence.  "What is this…" 

                "That's it," Bulma yelled, "I'm coming in there."  She tapped on the outside control panel and reduced the gravity to normal.  Before she could open the door, Vegeta disappeared in a flash of light.

                "What?" she said in confusion.  "Where did he go?"

                Trunks was amazed at the place they were taken to.  It was as if they were zapped into space.  Unfortunately, he could not move, as were the rest of his friends.  The man somehow teleported him, Goten, his father, Goten's father, and Gohan to the outer reaches of space.  Gohan was transformed back into his former self. 

                "Ok, you!" Gohan shouted, "Who are you?  Why have you kidnapped us?"  He looked around to see everyone else.  "Where's Videl?"

                "She's back on earth, safe and sound, Gohan.  Don't worry.  I changed her back."

                "Kakarott, what's going on?  Are you messing with your instant transmission again?" Vegeta yelled.

                "I don't know Vegeta.  I was just flying around when I popped up here," Goku replied.

                "Dad," both Trunks and Goten said in unison.

                "You five will do perfectly," the man said.

                "What the Hell are you?" Vegeta shouted.

                "We call ourselves the Q."

                "We?  You must be crazy.  There's no one else around."

                "That is the name of my race, and it is also my name."

                "Well then Mr. Q, tell me where I am."

                "What?  Here?  It's only a remote part of space, and if I were you, I wouldn't look down."

                Vegeta shrugged and looked down only to see the endless amount of stars below him.  He looked up, side to side, and behind him.  They were definitely in space…with no atmosphere.  Vegeta gasped for air at the realization of where they were.  Q only laughed.

                "You fool.  How do you think you're alive?  I am keeping you breathing for a reason."

                "And what would that be?" Goku asked.

                "Wait," Q said, "I need to do something."  He snapped his fingers, and Vegeta turned into a salad.  Trunks turned into a pair of boxers, and Goten turned into rat in a cage. 

                "What did you do to my son?" Goku yelled.

                "Calm down," Q said.

                "Calm down?!" Gohan shouted.  "You expect us to calm down?!"  Q just looked at Gohan.  Gohan's legs started to numb, and the temperature was getting lower.  One blast of snow and Gohan was frozen solid.

                "That's it!"  Goku put out his hand and tried to fire an energy blast but nothing happened.  Q laughed again.

                "I've temporarily relived you of your powers.  Now, unless you want to suffer similar fates as your friends, I suggest you calm down."

                "Ok.  Just tell me what you want."

                "You five.  I want to see how you do against certain hand picked enemies from the other dimension I mentioned to your sons."

                "What for?"

                "Oh you'll see.  I will pit you and you friend against some of the best species in the galaxy."

                "Well that should be easy."

                "Oh and you can only use some of your powers.  You, although, Goku will determine whether your sons and friends will die."

                "What?"

                "You will have twenty minutes to get out of the scenario I put you in and instant transmit your friends back to earth."

                "But what about…"

                "Let the battle begin!"  With a flash of light, they all disappeared.

                Goten woke up from whatever had knocked him out.  He started to get up and look around at where he was. 

                "Some type of dungeon.  Can't see a way out.  Oh well, I'll just blast one."  Goten extended his hand to the nearest wall and fired an energy blast.  The beam hit the wall dead on, but nothing happened.  The wall just absorbed the beam. 

                "Dang.  I need to find another way."  He started to walk and tripped on something.  After a bad fall, he saw what it was.

                "You dummy," an angry Trunks yelled.  "Watch where you're going."

                "Opps.  Sorry Trunks."

                "Ahh.  Forget about it.  Where are we now?"

                "I don't know, but I can't find a way out.  I tried to blast a wall, but it just absorbed the beam."

                "It must be the work of that guy.  What's his name again?  Q?"  Then, suddenly, a humanoid stepped out from nowhere.  Both of them looked and saw an ugly man, at least it resembled a man.  Its forehead was the distinct attribute.  It also donned a strange beard that looked like a goat's.

                "You human's are weak.  We Klingons will drown you in your own blood."  The alien yelled out and seventy more like him came into sight.  Some of them had blade weapons that they swung around. 

                "Alright, Goten.  Let's do it."

                "Yeah."

                They both stood still and sidestepped to each other while extending their index fingers.  As soon as they touched, they both yelled out "Fusion" and waited.

                "What's happening, Goten.  Don't we usually become Gotenks right about now?"

                "Maybe that Q guy took away some of our powers."  The Klingon who talked to them now yelled out something in his native language.  All the others charged towards the eight and nine-year-old half-Saiyans.