CHAPTER ONE- A Great Terrible Power
Marron, Bra, and Pan sat waiting patiently for Trunks and Goten to pick them up. The five had hurried out of their houses that gorgeous Saturday morning, and then promptly split up so the girls could go shopping, and the boys... well be boys.
Suddenly Trunks' car pulled up.
"Come on!" he yelled. "Or we're going to be late!"
They sped away from the side. Today was a reunion for their families, where they saw each other almost every day, their families did not. The three girls sat in the back seat scoping out what they had bought, well the boys cranked up the music.
Finally they arrived at the Kame House, only half an hour late.
"Darn!" Goten said, as they realized all the food was gone. Just like his father, he never missed a chance for a good meal.
"Nice going." Bra said, slapping Trunks over the head.
Trunks rubbed his head reprochfully, as they hurried over to where their families sat.
"Where have you been brats?" Vegeta asked, as Bra and Pan sat down next to him and Bulma.
"Uh... just a little late.." Trunks answered. "Is there any food left?" he asked hopefully.
Bulma shook her head.
"Nope. I told you to be on time."
"But it wasn't my fault." Bra whined. "Trunks was late to pick us up."
"Well I did tell that Goku was going to be here.... So you should have made sure that Trunks was on time." Bulma answered, making the point clear that she wasn't going to argue anymore.
The five kids glanced at each other dejectidally.
It had been a few years since Majin Buu, and everything had been peaceful since then. Gohan and Videl had gotten married and Pan had been born. Vegeta and Bulma had Bra. Nothing really exciting had happened. Bra and Pan were in their last year of high school, and Goten, Trunks, and Marron were all in collage. Trunks and Goten had an apartment together, while the girls still lived with their parents.
Goku was still dead, but every year he would pop in and pay them a visit.
Other then that, they could have been living the lives of any teenager in the world. Sure they still trained (or Vegeta threatened he would kill them) but not everyday like they had to when they were younger.
Goku stuck his head out of the door.
"So Vegeta, are we gonna spar or not? Oh! Hiya Goten! Hiya Pan! Marron, Trunks, Bra!"
The kids nodded to him, glad to see he was back. Vegeta stood up.
"Sure Kakarott."
Goten and Trunks stopped whining immediately at the prospect of getting to see their dads spar.
Goku and Vegeta lept at each other, their powers begining to grow immensely, sending everyone else running to see the approaching sparring session. Every year it was the same, Goku and Vegeta would test out their new skills to see who had increased to a greater extent over the period of time. It seemed almost as though they would switch back and forth, Goku would win, then Vegeta, then Goku, and etc. Again the cycle started with everyone aghast at the numbers of power that were being, almost created.
Finally both paused, breathing heavily, cut and bruised in numerous places.
Both equal.
Preparing for the blow that would decided the outcome of the match.
Half way powered up however, both stopped, and their powers began to decreased.
"What happened?" Goten yelled.
Goku and Vegeta both landed, but didn't look at him. They were looking towards the horizon, as if seeing something the others couldn't.
"What is it Goku?" Krillin asked cautiously.
"For a moment... there was a great, terrible power...."
"Power?" Trunks asked confused, glancing at Goten.
Vegeta nodded too.
"If it was unleased it would destory us all." Goku said, sounding very much unlike him,
"How come you two could feel it, but none of us could?" Yamcha asked.
"I don't know. It flashed so fast I wasn't even sure I felt it." Goku answered.
There was uneasy silence, before they heard Bulma and ChiChi yelling.
"Hey you bums! You said you'd take us home half an hour ago! Come on! Master Roshi is trying to get us too to do dirty things again!" Bulma yelled, begining to drag Vegeta away from the circle of fighters.
Trunks glanced down at his watch.
"Ah....shitaki mushrooms.... we're not going to be able to get in the apartment, Goten."
The apartment they lived at had some very strange strict rules, like if the tenants tryed to come in after midnight, they wouldn't be allowed to.
"Uh... mom can we stay with you?" Trunks asked tentavily.
Bulma sighed and nodded.
"Me too?" Pan asked, popping up. She glanced at Gohan and then at Bulma.
Both nodded, and Pan gave a little cheer.
So they took off into the night sky.