Hello again! I'm back with an update. And the peasants rejoice. Sorry about not updating this
week. I had a Calc test and a History paper to worry about. But now I am back! I just thought I
would warn you, Buu does appear in this story . . . sort of. You'll see. I promise it won't be like in
the series. Also, I am working on another story at the same time as this one. It is a Legend of Zelda
story, "The Golden Land." If you like Zelda, read it! Also, this chapter contains an allusion to
Chrono Trigger. If you don't know what Chrono Trigger is . . . you are a sad and pathetic person.
Keep your eye out for the name of Bulma's time machine. He, he. Also, I changed the name of the
first chapter. I'm naming the chapters after songs. So sue me. Now, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ. So sue me!
Dragon Ball Z
Field Trip to the Future II:
Return to the Past
Chapter Two:
Get It Faster
"Gee, that wasn't so difficult."
Five figures floated in the air over a rapidly expanding cloud of dust. Three of them had
waist length golden hair. They had no eyebrows and teal eyes. One of them wore blue spandex.
His arms were crossed and he looked rather irritated. The next two each wore a matching orange
and blue gi. They looked a little disappointed.
The other two figures wore rather unusual robes and various layers of cloth. One was short
with purple skin and a white Mohawk. The other was very large and had pink skin with long
whitish hair. They both wore expressions of shock.
One of the orange and blue clad Super Saiyans turned to the small purple man. "Are you
sure that was it, Supreme Kai?"
The small god closed his gaping mouth. "Y-yes Goku. That was . . ." He trailed off.
The pink man looked down at the crater below them. "I-I cannot believe they destroyed
Majin Buu so easily!"
The blue clad Saiyan, Vegeta, humph-ed. "You exaggerated his power. We should have
fought one at a time. Then he might have been a challenge."
The third Saiyan, Gohan, shrugged. "Oh well. I guess it's better than him turning out to be
phenomenally stronger than any of us."
Vegeta grunted. "Speak for yourself." Gohan and Goku rolled their eyes.
Goku turned back to the Supreme Kai. "Shin, if that is everything, can we get back to our
families?"
The Kai collected himself. "Of course. Thank you again for your help. And Goku, before
you leave, I have these for you." He extended his purple hand to reveal four earrings.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "What do you want THOSE for?"
Goku shrugged and took the earrings. "I wanted some for emergencies. Just in case. I don't
want to use them either."
"Whatever," Vegeta replied, dropping out of his Super Saiyan form. He turned and shot off
into the air, grumbling about gods who waste his time.
Goku and Gohan each nodded to the Supreme Kai and his aid, Kabito, before jetting off in a
different direction. Shin and Kabito hung in the air a moment longer. "Well, that was a surprise,"
Shin commented.
Kabito nodded. "A rather anticlimactic end for Babidi and Majin Buu." The Supreme Kai
nodded in agreement before both figures disappeared.
* * * * * * *
In the Mirai Timeline, Bulma, Gohan, and Trunks were all hard at work on Bulma's newest
inter-dimensional time machine. The large vehicle looked a lot like a spaceship out of some science
fiction movie. The tinkering sound of wrenches, hammers, and other assorted tools rung throughout
the hanger. The shrill sound of an electric drill added to the noise.
Nearby, Goku was playing with little Pan. They had come inside when Videl had announce
that they would be running final tests soon. Pan sat on her grandfather's shoulders and watched her
father work with interest.
Soon, the sound of tools and grunt work died down. Finally, Gohan and Trunks began to
attach assorted cables and wires to the machine. Bulma walked over to a computer terminal and
began typing into the keyboard. By now, Chichi and Videl had joined Goku and Pan. Even Vegeta
came (under protest) to watch. Finally, the boys had attached all the wires and stood behind Bulma
at the computer.
"Here goes," the blue haired scientist declared as she punched a large red button. With a
shutter and a hum, the engines of the time machine came online. The group gathered began to clap
and cheer. Except for Vegeta. After everyone had quieted down, Bulma began to punch a new
combination of buttons into the computer. With a pulsating whine, the time travel devices came
online as well. Bulma checked over a board full of green lights. Finally, she turned back to the
others and raised her hand in an "okay" sign. She smiled and announced, "That's it. The machine
works!"
Cheers again broke out. Vegeta rolled his eyes and muttered, "Finally." The highschool
students stranded at his home were starting to annoy the Prince of All Saiyans.
Bulma again gathered everyone's attention. "As soon as we gather the class onto the Epoch,
we can leave."
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "The Epoch?"
Bulma nodded. "That's what I'm calling this baby."
Vegeta shook his head and began to leave. "Have a nice trip," he commented sarcastically.
"Oh, but Veggie Dear, you're going too."
Vegeta stopped mid step. "WHAT?!" he bellowed, turning to his mate.
Bulma smiled sweetly. "We are all going. It would be nice to see a world that isn't in
ruins."
"I don't care. I'm not going."
Bulma continued smiling. "But, if you go, you can spar with the other you. Or the two of
you can take on two Gokus." Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again. He
seemed torn between the choosing the lesser of two evils. Noticing his indecision, Bulma added,
"And if you don't go, you are sleeping on the couch for a month."
Vegeta looked as if someone had just canceled Christmas. "Fine," he finally spat. Bulma
just smiled sweetly.
* * * * * * *
Elsewhere in the Mirai Timeline, a figure hunched over a computer terminal. The figure sat
in a laboratory that he had just moved into. The lab was actually his backup. The first lab had been
destroyed by those blasted androids. Shortly after they had killed him.
Doctor Gero sat back, examining the computer and stroking his white mustache. He had
sent out small robots to gather information for him. So far, he had discovered that the son of Vegeta
had destroyed both androids AND killed Cell. This news did not sit well with the doctor. True, Cell
had only been in his first form, but that was no excuse! The doctor had also gathered that the boy,
Trunks, had done some time traveling to a parallel timeline. That was the more disturbing news. It
appeared that in that timeline, Cell had actually achieved his perfect for. And he had still been
killed! By an eleven year old Son Gohan no less!
On a positive note (sort of), Gero HAD figured out why he was alive again. Recently a
Saiyan named Brolly had arrived on Earth, shortly followed by Saiyans from the other timeline.
After the battle, the Dragon Ball of Namek had been used to wish back everyone killed by Brolly,
Cell, and the androids. Dr. Gero had been killed by Android Seventeen.
It was ironic that his enemies had wished him back. Now he would get his revenge. It was
no longer directed only at Son Goku, who was also now alive again, but at all of them! The entire
planet, and the other timeline as well! He would show them all. And with that thought, Doctor
Gero returned to his work, improving his design for Cell, his only faithful android.
* * * * * * *
The door to a rather rundown laboratory hissed open. The door needed it's fluid changed,
but noone had the time to bother. Soon, it wouldn't matter anyway.
Through the door came two figures. The first was a man in his mid-to-late twenties. He had
spiky black hair and eyes. The second figure also had black hair and eyes, but was a teenage girl.
The two people moved into the lab, closing the door behind them. Their shoulders sagged from
weariness.
They walked through the lab, finally coming to a large room, the only one that was in use.
Lights, tools, and various parts were strewn about. The older figure raised a hand to his mouth.
"Bulma! We're back!" he called out.
"Finally!" came a reply from somewhere in the labyrinth of a laboratory. Soon, a somewhat
older blue haired scientist appeared before the duo. She was smiling, but suddenly stopped short at
seeing the two. "Where is Trunks?"
The two black haired people exchanged glances. Bulma's hand began to shake slightly.
"Goten. Where is Trunks?" she asked again.
The young man looked down at his feet and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Bulma. He . . . he
didn't make it out."
Bulma's lower lip began to tremble. Salty tears formed in her eyes and began to run down
her face. Goten quickly reached forward to steady her. "I'm sorry, Bulma."
The now motherless lady allowed herself to be helped to a chair. "First Bra, now Trunks,"
she muttered. Goten rested a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. He knew how she felt. Trunks had
been his best friend. And Goten had also lost family. His father, his mother, Gohan and Videl.
They had all died already.
Bulma sniffled and wiped the tears from her eye. A look of determination set in. "We don't
have time for this now," she said at last. Regaining her strength, she stood. "We have to get going.
Hopefully, we can prevent this from ever happening. Then we won't need to mourn."
Goten nodded in agreement. "Is it ready yet?"
Bulma nodded. "Yes. I just finished. With my modifications to the time machine, we can
go back and alter this timeline, without creating a new one. We should send you off now."
Goten nodded and followed Bulma deeper into the lab. "Come on, Pan," he called back.
The girl nodded and followed.
Bulma spent several minutes explaining to Goten how her new time machine worked. Pan
listened in with interest as well. Finally, Goten climber to his feet. "I guess I should get going
then." Bulma nodded.
It was then that the wall exploded.
Goten quickly jumped in front of the two females and dropped into a fighting stance. He
swallowed when the cloud of dust settled, revealing his worst fear. A red skinned creature with
purple armor stood where the wall had been. The thing smiled cruelly.
Goten clinched his fist. *Crap!* Thinking quickly, Goten burst into Super Saiyan, passing
straight up to the second level. "Pan! You have to do it! Go now!" With that, Goten launched
himself at the creature.
Pan stood in shock, gaping, until a hand clamped down on her shoulder. She turned to see
Bulma who was looking at her seriously. "You heard how to operate the time machine, right?"
Pan nodded. "Yeah, but -"
"No time for buts. You have to go instead of Goten," Bulma ordered, pulling the teen
towards the machine. Reluctantly, Pan climbed into the cockpit and closed the canopy. Bulma
smiled and waved as she backed away from the machine. Pan fought back tears as she punched
buttons on the consul.
The time machine began to hum and hover a few feet above the ground. The red creature
noticed this, ducked around the much slower Goten, and tossed a small ki blast at the machine. The
blast would not have actually hurt Pan, but it would destroy the machine. However, before the blast
could hit, Bulma jumped in front of it. She was vaporized in the explosion.
"NO!!" Goten cried, again attacking the creature. Tears ran down Pan's cheeks as she
punched in the last few buttons. And finally, the time machine disappeared with a pop.
* * * * * * *
Bulma Briefs stood on her lawn, looking up at an unusual, jet-like craft that had parked
itself in front of her home. Vegeta and Trunks were also there, having sensed several high new ki
signatures. Finally, the hatch to the craft opened. A familiar head of blue hair popped out.
The two Bulmas looked at each other for a moment. Finally, Mirai Bulma spoke from her
time machine. "Hi there. Are you missing a large group of teenagers?"
Bulma broke out of her stupor and began to laugh. "As a matter of fact, we are. What are
you doing here?" Mirai Bulma and the others began to climb out of the large time machine.
"It's a long story. How about over some tea?"
"Sure thing."
week. I had a Calc test and a History paper to worry about. But now I am back! I just thought I
would warn you, Buu does appear in this story . . . sort of. You'll see. I promise it won't be like in
the series. Also, I am working on another story at the same time as this one. It is a Legend of Zelda
story, "The Golden Land." If you like Zelda, read it! Also, this chapter contains an allusion to
Chrono Trigger. If you don't know what Chrono Trigger is . . . you are a sad and pathetic person.
Keep your eye out for the name of Bulma's time machine. He, he. Also, I changed the name of the
first chapter. I'm naming the chapters after songs. So sue me. Now, on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ. So sue me!
Dragon Ball Z
Field Trip to the Future II:
Return to the Past
Chapter Two:
Get It Faster
"Gee, that wasn't so difficult."
Five figures floated in the air over a rapidly expanding cloud of dust. Three of them had
waist length golden hair. They had no eyebrows and teal eyes. One of them wore blue spandex.
His arms were crossed and he looked rather irritated. The next two each wore a matching orange
and blue gi. They looked a little disappointed.
The other two figures wore rather unusual robes and various layers of cloth. One was short
with purple skin and a white Mohawk. The other was very large and had pink skin with long
whitish hair. They both wore expressions of shock.
One of the orange and blue clad Super Saiyans turned to the small purple man. "Are you
sure that was it, Supreme Kai?"
The small god closed his gaping mouth. "Y-yes Goku. That was . . ." He trailed off.
The pink man looked down at the crater below them. "I-I cannot believe they destroyed
Majin Buu so easily!"
The blue clad Saiyan, Vegeta, humph-ed. "You exaggerated his power. We should have
fought one at a time. Then he might have been a challenge."
The third Saiyan, Gohan, shrugged. "Oh well. I guess it's better than him turning out to be
phenomenally stronger than any of us."
Vegeta grunted. "Speak for yourself." Gohan and Goku rolled their eyes.
Goku turned back to the Supreme Kai. "Shin, if that is everything, can we get back to our
families?"
The Kai collected himself. "Of course. Thank you again for your help. And Goku, before
you leave, I have these for you." He extended his purple hand to reveal four earrings.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "What do you want THOSE for?"
Goku shrugged and took the earrings. "I wanted some for emergencies. Just in case. I don't
want to use them either."
"Whatever," Vegeta replied, dropping out of his Super Saiyan form. He turned and shot off
into the air, grumbling about gods who waste his time.
Goku and Gohan each nodded to the Supreme Kai and his aid, Kabito, before jetting off in a
different direction. Shin and Kabito hung in the air a moment longer. "Well, that was a surprise,"
Shin commented.
Kabito nodded. "A rather anticlimactic end for Babidi and Majin Buu." The Supreme Kai
nodded in agreement before both figures disappeared.
* * * * * * *
In the Mirai Timeline, Bulma, Gohan, and Trunks were all hard at work on Bulma's newest
inter-dimensional time machine. The large vehicle looked a lot like a spaceship out of some science
fiction movie. The tinkering sound of wrenches, hammers, and other assorted tools rung throughout
the hanger. The shrill sound of an electric drill added to the noise.
Nearby, Goku was playing with little Pan. They had come inside when Videl had announce
that they would be running final tests soon. Pan sat on her grandfather's shoulders and watched her
father work with interest.
Soon, the sound of tools and grunt work died down. Finally, Gohan and Trunks began to
attach assorted cables and wires to the machine. Bulma walked over to a computer terminal and
began typing into the keyboard. By now, Chichi and Videl had joined Goku and Pan. Even Vegeta
came (under protest) to watch. Finally, the boys had attached all the wires and stood behind Bulma
at the computer.
"Here goes," the blue haired scientist declared as she punched a large red button. With a
shutter and a hum, the engines of the time machine came online. The group gathered began to clap
and cheer. Except for Vegeta. After everyone had quieted down, Bulma began to punch a new
combination of buttons into the computer. With a pulsating whine, the time travel devices came
online as well. Bulma checked over a board full of green lights. Finally, she turned back to the
others and raised her hand in an "okay" sign. She smiled and announced, "That's it. The machine
works!"
Cheers again broke out. Vegeta rolled his eyes and muttered, "Finally." The highschool
students stranded at his home were starting to annoy the Prince of All Saiyans.
Bulma again gathered everyone's attention. "As soon as we gather the class onto the Epoch,
we can leave."
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "The Epoch?"
Bulma nodded. "That's what I'm calling this baby."
Vegeta shook his head and began to leave. "Have a nice trip," he commented sarcastically.
"Oh, but Veggie Dear, you're going too."
Vegeta stopped mid step. "WHAT?!" he bellowed, turning to his mate.
Bulma smiled sweetly. "We are all going. It would be nice to see a world that isn't in
ruins."
"I don't care. I'm not going."
Bulma continued smiling. "But, if you go, you can spar with the other you. Or the two of
you can take on two Gokus." Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again. He
seemed torn between the choosing the lesser of two evils. Noticing his indecision, Bulma added,
"And if you don't go, you are sleeping on the couch for a month."
Vegeta looked as if someone had just canceled Christmas. "Fine," he finally spat. Bulma
just smiled sweetly.
* * * * * * *
Elsewhere in the Mirai Timeline, a figure hunched over a computer terminal. The figure sat
in a laboratory that he had just moved into. The lab was actually his backup. The first lab had been
destroyed by those blasted androids. Shortly after they had killed him.
Doctor Gero sat back, examining the computer and stroking his white mustache. He had
sent out small robots to gather information for him. So far, he had discovered that the son of Vegeta
had destroyed both androids AND killed Cell. This news did not sit well with the doctor. True, Cell
had only been in his first form, but that was no excuse! The doctor had also gathered that the boy,
Trunks, had done some time traveling to a parallel timeline. That was the more disturbing news. It
appeared that in that timeline, Cell had actually achieved his perfect for. And he had still been
killed! By an eleven year old Son Gohan no less!
On a positive note (sort of), Gero HAD figured out why he was alive again. Recently a
Saiyan named Brolly had arrived on Earth, shortly followed by Saiyans from the other timeline.
After the battle, the Dragon Ball of Namek had been used to wish back everyone killed by Brolly,
Cell, and the androids. Dr. Gero had been killed by Android Seventeen.
It was ironic that his enemies had wished him back. Now he would get his revenge. It was
no longer directed only at Son Goku, who was also now alive again, but at all of them! The entire
planet, and the other timeline as well! He would show them all. And with that thought, Doctor
Gero returned to his work, improving his design for Cell, his only faithful android.
* * * * * * *
The door to a rather rundown laboratory hissed open. The door needed it's fluid changed,
but noone had the time to bother. Soon, it wouldn't matter anyway.
Through the door came two figures. The first was a man in his mid-to-late twenties. He had
spiky black hair and eyes. The second figure also had black hair and eyes, but was a teenage girl.
The two people moved into the lab, closing the door behind them. Their shoulders sagged from
weariness.
They walked through the lab, finally coming to a large room, the only one that was in use.
Lights, tools, and various parts were strewn about. The older figure raised a hand to his mouth.
"Bulma! We're back!" he called out.
"Finally!" came a reply from somewhere in the labyrinth of a laboratory. Soon, a somewhat
older blue haired scientist appeared before the duo. She was smiling, but suddenly stopped short at
seeing the two. "Where is Trunks?"
The two black haired people exchanged glances. Bulma's hand began to shake slightly.
"Goten. Where is Trunks?" she asked again.
The young man looked down at his feet and shook his head. "I'm sorry, Bulma. He . . . he
didn't make it out."
Bulma's lower lip began to tremble. Salty tears formed in her eyes and began to run down
her face. Goten quickly reached forward to steady her. "I'm sorry, Bulma."
The now motherless lady allowed herself to be helped to a chair. "First Bra, now Trunks,"
she muttered. Goten rested a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. He knew how she felt. Trunks had
been his best friend. And Goten had also lost family. His father, his mother, Gohan and Videl.
They had all died already.
Bulma sniffled and wiped the tears from her eye. A look of determination set in. "We don't
have time for this now," she said at last. Regaining her strength, she stood. "We have to get going.
Hopefully, we can prevent this from ever happening. Then we won't need to mourn."
Goten nodded in agreement. "Is it ready yet?"
Bulma nodded. "Yes. I just finished. With my modifications to the time machine, we can
go back and alter this timeline, without creating a new one. We should send you off now."
Goten nodded and followed Bulma deeper into the lab. "Come on, Pan," he called back.
The girl nodded and followed.
Bulma spent several minutes explaining to Goten how her new time machine worked. Pan
listened in with interest as well. Finally, Goten climber to his feet. "I guess I should get going
then." Bulma nodded.
It was then that the wall exploded.
Goten quickly jumped in front of the two females and dropped into a fighting stance. He
swallowed when the cloud of dust settled, revealing his worst fear. A red skinned creature with
purple armor stood where the wall had been. The thing smiled cruelly.
Goten clinched his fist. *Crap!* Thinking quickly, Goten burst into Super Saiyan, passing
straight up to the second level. "Pan! You have to do it! Go now!" With that, Goten launched
himself at the creature.
Pan stood in shock, gaping, until a hand clamped down on her shoulder. She turned to see
Bulma who was looking at her seriously. "You heard how to operate the time machine, right?"
Pan nodded. "Yeah, but -"
"No time for buts. You have to go instead of Goten," Bulma ordered, pulling the teen
towards the machine. Reluctantly, Pan climbed into the cockpit and closed the canopy. Bulma
smiled and waved as she backed away from the machine. Pan fought back tears as she punched
buttons on the consul.
The time machine began to hum and hover a few feet above the ground. The red creature
noticed this, ducked around the much slower Goten, and tossed a small ki blast at the machine. The
blast would not have actually hurt Pan, but it would destroy the machine. However, before the blast
could hit, Bulma jumped in front of it. She was vaporized in the explosion.
"NO!!" Goten cried, again attacking the creature. Tears ran down Pan's cheeks as she
punched in the last few buttons. And finally, the time machine disappeared with a pop.
* * * * * * *
Bulma Briefs stood on her lawn, looking up at an unusual, jet-like craft that had parked
itself in front of her home. Vegeta and Trunks were also there, having sensed several high new ki
signatures. Finally, the hatch to the craft opened. A familiar head of blue hair popped out.
The two Bulmas looked at each other for a moment. Finally, Mirai Bulma spoke from her
time machine. "Hi there. Are you missing a large group of teenagers?"
Bulma broke out of her stupor and began to laugh. "As a matter of fact, we are. What are
you doing here?" Mirai Bulma and the others began to climb out of the large time machine.
"It's a long story. How about over some tea?"
"Sure thing."