Hi! This is Chichigal, with a new story. It's an Alternate Universe sort of story; I was totally unsatisfied with the GT version of events, so I decided to make my own. (^V^; Not that I've ever watched GT, I've only read episode guides) Hope it's OK!

Thank you for the excellent reviews I recieved from those who have read my 'Operation Revenge' story. I don't know if I deserve so many!

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Encounter With The Past

Chapter 1

Stood clad in a pair of black ki bottoms, and a white sweatshirt, Gohan stared at the time portal before them in awe. His father stood next to him in his customary orange gi with the same expression.

"We got to go after them!" Yelled Gohan, as the time portal began to close.

Goku nodded in agreement, and both father and son, jumped with stupendous speed into the vortex before them and both were overcome by a sense of their being been stretched and squeezed until unconsciousness invaded both their minds.





Gohan's head span as he began to regain consciousness and he cautiously opened his eyes to the bright light surrounding him.

'Where am I?'

His eyes now wide open looked to the blue sky, and watched idly as cloud slowly skimmed by; the silence was shattered by a loud male moan that he recognised belonged to his father. Gohan easily pushed himself off the ground, and shuffled himself towards his father, whose eyes were still closed in unconsciousness He absently nudged his father's masculine form gently, and he promptly rolled over in reaction.

"Not now Chichi, I'm not in the mood!" Moaned Goku.

Gohan paled and then flushed, he just didn't want to know, and in his embarrassment he nudged his father harder in his abdomen, causing the older Sayians, to open his eyes in startlement, and clutch his stomach. He looked up at his eldest son and rose an eyebrow.

"Why did you go and do that?" Goku asked with a childish pout.

The incredibly naïve Sayian rubbed the back of his head in his customary fashion, then pushed himself off the ground, and stood beside his son to scan his surroundings.

"Where are we?" He then muttered.

"No idea . . ." Replied the Saiyan teen absently, before figures suddenly appeared in the distance.

Both father and son's, bodies tensed instinctually and both took flawless fighting stances, and waited for the arrival of the unknown figures.





I know it's pathetically small chapter, but I decided to write an epilogue to this story to get it started. I've also done chapter 2 already, that will be a hell of a lot longer and I've already written and uploaded that one too.