Hey everyone. I figures I should get the second chapter up soon. You can't always judge a fic by the first chapter. By the way, for the time machine, think of something like the StarGate from SG-1. Be sure to Review and tell me what you think. I want to know that there are people reading this before I continue. Otherwise I have a nearly finished Zelda fic I should be working on. Strangely, it seems that Zelda fans are better at reviewing than DBZ fans. Odd, huh? Anyway, thanks to those who have reviewed. On with the story!
Dragon Ball Z
Trapped In the Future
Chapter Two:
Welcome to the Future
Marron, Bra, and Pan all stared at the now crowded platform. Eight figures now stood there. The tallest (and most comical) was a teenage male wearing white boots and gloves, black spandex, a green tunic, a large belt, a red cape, and an odd helmet. The second tallest was another male teen with shoulder length lavender hair. He wore blue Saiya-jin armor, new style. The third in height was a raven haired female teenager wearing a loose t-shirt and black biker shorts.
The rest of the new arrivals were considerably shorter, and were all chibis. The tallest of these chibis seemed to be more of a preteen, and he had the most commanding presence out of the who group. Clad in a purple gi, he had spiky glowing golden hair and teal eyes. Bolts of electricity coursed around his body. The next two in height seemed about even. One was a lavender haired boy in a grey gi. The other was a boy with black hair in a gelled down bowl cut. He wore blue Saiya-jin armor, older style. The two shortest (if you don't count hair) both had black hair and ebony eyes. One wore an orange and blue gi, and had large spiky hair, identical to Son Goku's. The other wore a purple gi with a scarf. His hair hung down his back and was pulled out of his face by a white strip of cloth wrapped around his fore head.
The newcomers and the girls examined each other in silence for several moments. Finally, the two youngest Gohans began to examine each other. Aside from the hair and cloths, they were identical. "Hey! You're me!" they both cried at the same time.
The one dressed as a wannabe super hero had finally gotten a good look at all the others. He was now on the verge of hyperventilating. "Nii-chan, are you alright?" asked the mini Goku clone.
The lone female seemed to snap out of her daze. "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!!! WHERE ARE WE?!!!"
"Um, I don't know," replied the super hero.
"WHERE IS CELL?!" All attention was suddenly turned to the rather pissed blond preteen.
"Where are we?" responded the lavender haired teen.
"Hey! You're a Super Saiya-jin!" pipped up the chibi in Saiya-jin armor.
The blond boy turned to the other, his eyes widening. "What the heck?!"
Now the lavender haired teen and the lavender haired chibi were inspecting each other. "Who are you?" they each asked.
About this time, Marron came to her senses. "EVERYBODY BE QUIET!!!" Everyone turned to her, many wincing at her volume. The whole place got really quiet. The blond teen turned to the two little girls by the compute who were trying to act invisible. "Bra. Pan. What did you do?" she asked in the calmest voice she could manage. All eyes turned to the two girls.
"Uh . . . well . . . wewantedtousemommastimemachinetobringourparentstothepresentaschibissowecouldplaywiththembutsomethingwentwrong!" Bra said quickly.
At the same time, Pan replied, "Wedidntmeantodoanythingbadbutiwanttoseemomanddadaschibisandsodidbrasoweusedbulmastimemachine!"
Everyone blinked and sweat dropped. "Uh, just one of you. And talk more slowly," Marron stated.
Bra swallowed and nodded. "We wanted to bring our parents from the past here as chibis so we could play with them. We used momma's time machine, but something went wrong and we got them. And now the time machine is broken."
"You wanted in the lab so you could play with a time machine?!" Marron screamed, her temper raising.
"Um . . . yes?"
Marron gave a groan of frustration. "Great, well, if it didn't work what did it do?"
Bra shrugged. "We don't know."
Marron rolled her eyes. "Figures." She turned to the people still on the time machine. "Alright, first thing, who are each of you? You go first," she said, pointing towards the helmeted super hero.
Not missing a beat, the reply came, "I (pose) am (pose) the Great (pose) Saiyaman (pose)!" Everyone else sweat dropped.
"Are you with the Ginyu Force?" the chibi in Saiya-jin armor inquired.
Saiyaman fell over in surprise. "WHAT?! No! I'm not with the Ginyu Force! Why would you think that?!"
"Oh. You just act like they did."
Saiyaman got back up and stared at the chibi in unabated horror. "I do not!"
"Yes you do. I think Jeice did that exact routine."
"I do NOT act like the Ginyu Force! Do I?" Saiyaman inquired, unconsciously turning to the lavender haired teen.
The teen shrugged. "I dunno. I never met them. But, you do look like an idiot."
The little Goku-clone decided to interject his two cents. "Mr. Vegeta said you looked like the Ginyu Force, Nii-chan!" he stated happily.
Saiyaman's shoulders sagged in defeat. "Thanks a lot, Goten."
"Your welcome!"
Startled, Marron turned to the chibi. "You! Your name is Goten? SON Goten?"
"Uh huh!" he replied smiling naively. Now Marron, Pan, and Bra were all staring at the chibi.
"And I'm Trunks!" added the lavender haired chibi, who didn't like his best friend getting all the attention.
"Me too," added the lavender haired teen in Saiya-jin armor.
Marron blinked in surprise. "Uh, what are you doing here? You don't look any younger than you do in this time."
"Huh? Oh, I'm from the Cell Games. And who are you?"
"Oh!" Marron exclaimed. "You're Mirai no Trunks! That explains it! And I'm Chestnut Marron."
"So we're in the future?" the blond preteen asked. "And Cell is not here?" Marron nodded. "Okay," he replied, his hair shortening and, along with his eyes, turning black.
"So, you would be Gohan from the Cell Games, wouldn't you?" Marron inquired.
The boy nodded, sitting down on the floor. "Boy, I'm beat."
Before anyone could say anything, Cell Games Gohan was tackled by a six year old girl. "Daddy!"
"What the?!"
This time, Marron, along with Bra, had to stifle a laugh. "Well," the teen stated, "You ARE in the future. This is your daughter, Son Pan."
Cell Games Gohan stared at Marron as if she had grown a second head. Bra, Goten, Marron, and both Trunks's burst out laughing.
"Okay, so we managed to get one of our targets," Bra stated.
Marron nodded, examining the time travelers. "Alright, but I don't see a Vegeta, a Bulma, or a . . . ," her eyes landed on the only female in the group. "Hey, you! What's your name?"
"Me? I'm Satan Videl," the teen replied.
Marron quickly clamped a hand over Pan's mouth before she could say anything. She turned to Saiyaman. "So, that would make you another Son Gohan, right?"
"What?! No! I mean aw, forget it. I give up!" Defeated, Saiyaman pressed a button on his watch and reverted back to his school clothes.
"GOHAN!!!!!!!" Videl bellowed. All the Gohans cringed. Then Videl's face changed. "Ha! I knew it! Hahahahahaha!" She began to spin around, doing her little victory dance. However, she stopped when she realized that everyone was staring at her. "Er, sorry," she mumbled, blushing.
Marron turned to the final two. "You're both Gohan as well, aren't you?" They nodded. "Great. Well, now that we know who everyone is . . ."
She was cut off by a bang as the door to the lab burst open.
"What the heck is going on here?!"
* * * * * * *
Briefs Trunks and Son Goten walked down the sidewalk together is some random town. They were looking for the best party or whatever to go to. Strolling, they eventually passed a barber's shop. "Hey Trunks," Goten spoke up.
"Yeah?"
"You think I should get my hair cut?" the younger teen asked.
"Cut like what?"
Goten shrugged. "Maybe get it shorter and spiked up. Kind of like Gohan. Only, pull it forwards instead of back."
Trunks lifted an eyebrow. "Uh, sure," he replied. *If you want to look like an idiot.*
Goten smiled naively. "Yeah, I thin I'll do it. Won't everyone be surprised when the get back. I - what's that?!"
Both teens stopped dead. Several new ki's had just appeared out of nowhere. And they were all back at Capsule Corps. There were several that were too high for humans, but there were three that were ENORMOUS! One of them could even rival Vegeta. At his max. As a Super Saiya-jin. Ascended.
Trunks eyes widened. "What the heck?!" None of the girls could handle powers like that! "Come on, Goten! Let's go!" he called, jumping into the air and taking off towards home. Goten followed close behind, ignoring the startled pedestrians on the street.
The demi-Saiya-jins made haste back to Capsule Corps. Along the way, the highest of the power levels dropped back down to around that of the other two super high ones, which was a little higher than what the boys could handle without going Super Saiya-jin.
Arriving at the compound, the boys traced the new ki's to Bulma's private laboratory. Not bothering with the door, Trunks simply kicked it down. "What the heck is going on here?!" he demanded. Then he realized that he couldn't see any one.
"We're in the back!" came the voice of Marron. "Don't worry, nothing is wrong . . . . well, not TOO wrong anyway . . . . well, not dangerously wrong."
Trunks and Goten quickly made their way to the back to find Marron, Bra, and Pan, along with . . . . Trunks, Gohan, and Videl. The teens blinked. "W-what the?!"
Before anyone could ask any questions, Marron quickly interjected. "Bra and Pan messed around with one of Bulma's time machines. Trunks and Goten, meet Trunks and Goten," she said, motioning to the chibis.
There was silence. Then both Gotens blurted out, "Cool!" simultaneously. Both Trunks's sweat dropped.
Marron smiled. "Oh, and these are Videl, Mirai no Trunks, Gohan, Gohan, Gohan, and Gohan."
"Why do I feel like some kind of side dish?" the Gohan in Saiya-jin armor commented to the youngest Gohan. His counterpart shrugged.
Every ones attention was suddenly turned back as a calm voice behind them spoke up. "What is going on here?"
There stood a man with chin length black hair and steely blue eyes. Marron was about to reply, when suddenly Mirai Trunks screamed "Android!", turned Super Saiya-jin, and charged at the newcomer.
Juunana-gou blinked in surprise. Sense when did Trunks randomly attack him? For that matter, sense when were there two Trunks's? Wait . . . what?! About then, it occurred to Juunana that he should probably move, as Trunks was about to beat his face in. Too late.
Inches shy of pummeling the confused android, Mirai Trunks was stopped by a Super Saiya-jin teen Gohan. "No, Trunks! Stop!"
"What?! Why should I?!" Trunks snarled.
"He's not a bad guy anymore, Trunks! Calm down!"
Reluctantly, Mirai Trunks stopped struggling and calmed down, but didn't drop out of Super Saiya-jin.
"What is going on?" Juunana-gou asked again, a little shaken.
"Let's go to the living room and sort this all out calmly," Marron suggested.
"Good idea," teen Gohan commented, relieved.
"Yes, you have some explaining to do, mister," Videl added coldly from behind him.
"Uh, oh."
"Let's go," Cell Games Gohan interjected, bailing out his future self.
With that, everyone headed out of the lab to the living room, making sure to keep two Super Saiya-jins between Mirai no Trunks and Juunana-gou at all times.
Dragon Ball Z
Trapped In the Future
Chapter Two:
Welcome to the Future
Marron, Bra, and Pan all stared at the now crowded platform. Eight figures now stood there. The tallest (and most comical) was a teenage male wearing white boots and gloves, black spandex, a green tunic, a large belt, a red cape, and an odd helmet. The second tallest was another male teen with shoulder length lavender hair. He wore blue Saiya-jin armor, new style. The third in height was a raven haired female teenager wearing a loose t-shirt and black biker shorts.
The rest of the new arrivals were considerably shorter, and were all chibis. The tallest of these chibis seemed to be more of a preteen, and he had the most commanding presence out of the who group. Clad in a purple gi, he had spiky glowing golden hair and teal eyes. Bolts of electricity coursed around his body. The next two in height seemed about even. One was a lavender haired boy in a grey gi. The other was a boy with black hair in a gelled down bowl cut. He wore blue Saiya-jin armor, older style. The two shortest (if you don't count hair) both had black hair and ebony eyes. One wore an orange and blue gi, and had large spiky hair, identical to Son Goku's. The other wore a purple gi with a scarf. His hair hung down his back and was pulled out of his face by a white strip of cloth wrapped around his fore head.
The newcomers and the girls examined each other in silence for several moments. Finally, the two youngest Gohans began to examine each other. Aside from the hair and cloths, they were identical. "Hey! You're me!" they both cried at the same time.
The one dressed as a wannabe super hero had finally gotten a good look at all the others. He was now on the verge of hyperventilating. "Nii-chan, are you alright?" asked the mini Goku clone.
The lone female seemed to snap out of her daze. "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!!! WHERE ARE WE?!!!"
"Um, I don't know," replied the super hero.
"WHERE IS CELL?!" All attention was suddenly turned to the rather pissed blond preteen.
"Where are we?" responded the lavender haired teen.
"Hey! You're a Super Saiya-jin!" pipped up the chibi in Saiya-jin armor.
The blond boy turned to the other, his eyes widening. "What the heck?!"
Now the lavender haired teen and the lavender haired chibi were inspecting each other. "Who are you?" they each asked.
About this time, Marron came to her senses. "EVERYBODY BE QUIET!!!" Everyone turned to her, many wincing at her volume. The whole place got really quiet. The blond teen turned to the two little girls by the compute who were trying to act invisible. "Bra. Pan. What did you do?" she asked in the calmest voice she could manage. All eyes turned to the two girls.
"Uh . . . well . . . wewantedtousemommastimemachinetobringourparentstothepresentaschibissowecouldplaywiththembutsomethingwentwrong!" Bra said quickly.
At the same time, Pan replied, "Wedidntmeantodoanythingbadbutiwanttoseemomanddadaschibisandsodidbrasoweusedbulmastimemachine!"
Everyone blinked and sweat dropped. "Uh, just one of you. And talk more slowly," Marron stated.
Bra swallowed and nodded. "We wanted to bring our parents from the past here as chibis so we could play with them. We used momma's time machine, but something went wrong and we got them. And now the time machine is broken."
"You wanted in the lab so you could play with a time machine?!" Marron screamed, her temper raising.
"Um . . . yes?"
Marron gave a groan of frustration. "Great, well, if it didn't work what did it do?"
Bra shrugged. "We don't know."
Marron rolled her eyes. "Figures." She turned to the people still on the time machine. "Alright, first thing, who are each of you? You go first," she said, pointing towards the helmeted super hero.
Not missing a beat, the reply came, "I (pose) am (pose) the Great (pose) Saiyaman (pose)!" Everyone else sweat dropped.
"Are you with the Ginyu Force?" the chibi in Saiya-jin armor inquired.
Saiyaman fell over in surprise. "WHAT?! No! I'm not with the Ginyu Force! Why would you think that?!"
"Oh. You just act like they did."
Saiyaman got back up and stared at the chibi in unabated horror. "I do not!"
"Yes you do. I think Jeice did that exact routine."
"I do NOT act like the Ginyu Force! Do I?" Saiyaman inquired, unconsciously turning to the lavender haired teen.
The teen shrugged. "I dunno. I never met them. But, you do look like an idiot."
The little Goku-clone decided to interject his two cents. "Mr. Vegeta said you looked like the Ginyu Force, Nii-chan!" he stated happily.
Saiyaman's shoulders sagged in defeat. "Thanks a lot, Goten."
"Your welcome!"
Startled, Marron turned to the chibi. "You! Your name is Goten? SON Goten?"
"Uh huh!" he replied smiling naively. Now Marron, Pan, and Bra were all staring at the chibi.
"And I'm Trunks!" added the lavender haired chibi, who didn't like his best friend getting all the attention.
"Me too," added the lavender haired teen in Saiya-jin armor.
Marron blinked in surprise. "Uh, what are you doing here? You don't look any younger than you do in this time."
"Huh? Oh, I'm from the Cell Games. And who are you?"
"Oh!" Marron exclaimed. "You're Mirai no Trunks! That explains it! And I'm Chestnut Marron."
"So we're in the future?" the blond preteen asked. "And Cell is not here?" Marron nodded. "Okay," he replied, his hair shortening and, along with his eyes, turning black.
"So, you would be Gohan from the Cell Games, wouldn't you?" Marron inquired.
The boy nodded, sitting down on the floor. "Boy, I'm beat."
Before anyone could say anything, Cell Games Gohan was tackled by a six year old girl. "Daddy!"
"What the?!"
This time, Marron, along with Bra, had to stifle a laugh. "Well," the teen stated, "You ARE in the future. This is your daughter, Son Pan."
Cell Games Gohan stared at Marron as if she had grown a second head. Bra, Goten, Marron, and both Trunks's burst out laughing.
"Okay, so we managed to get one of our targets," Bra stated.
Marron nodded, examining the time travelers. "Alright, but I don't see a Vegeta, a Bulma, or a . . . ," her eyes landed on the only female in the group. "Hey, you! What's your name?"
"Me? I'm Satan Videl," the teen replied.
Marron quickly clamped a hand over Pan's mouth before she could say anything. She turned to Saiyaman. "So, that would make you another Son Gohan, right?"
"What?! No! I mean aw, forget it. I give up!" Defeated, Saiyaman pressed a button on his watch and reverted back to his school clothes.
"GOHAN!!!!!!!" Videl bellowed. All the Gohans cringed. Then Videl's face changed. "Ha! I knew it! Hahahahahaha!" She began to spin around, doing her little victory dance. However, she stopped when she realized that everyone was staring at her. "Er, sorry," she mumbled, blushing.
Marron turned to the final two. "You're both Gohan as well, aren't you?" They nodded. "Great. Well, now that we know who everyone is . . ."
She was cut off by a bang as the door to the lab burst open.
"What the heck is going on here?!"
* * * * * * *
Briefs Trunks and Son Goten walked down the sidewalk together is some random town. They were looking for the best party or whatever to go to. Strolling, they eventually passed a barber's shop. "Hey Trunks," Goten spoke up.
"Yeah?"
"You think I should get my hair cut?" the younger teen asked.
"Cut like what?"
Goten shrugged. "Maybe get it shorter and spiked up. Kind of like Gohan. Only, pull it forwards instead of back."
Trunks lifted an eyebrow. "Uh, sure," he replied. *If you want to look like an idiot.*
Goten smiled naively. "Yeah, I thin I'll do it. Won't everyone be surprised when the get back. I - what's that?!"
Both teens stopped dead. Several new ki's had just appeared out of nowhere. And they were all back at Capsule Corps. There were several that were too high for humans, but there were three that were ENORMOUS! One of them could even rival Vegeta. At his max. As a Super Saiya-jin. Ascended.
Trunks eyes widened. "What the heck?!" None of the girls could handle powers like that! "Come on, Goten! Let's go!" he called, jumping into the air and taking off towards home. Goten followed close behind, ignoring the startled pedestrians on the street.
The demi-Saiya-jins made haste back to Capsule Corps. Along the way, the highest of the power levels dropped back down to around that of the other two super high ones, which was a little higher than what the boys could handle without going Super Saiya-jin.
Arriving at the compound, the boys traced the new ki's to Bulma's private laboratory. Not bothering with the door, Trunks simply kicked it down. "What the heck is going on here?!" he demanded. Then he realized that he couldn't see any one.
"We're in the back!" came the voice of Marron. "Don't worry, nothing is wrong . . . . well, not TOO wrong anyway . . . . well, not dangerously wrong."
Trunks and Goten quickly made their way to the back to find Marron, Bra, and Pan, along with . . . . Trunks, Gohan, and Videl. The teens blinked. "W-what the?!"
Before anyone could ask any questions, Marron quickly interjected. "Bra and Pan messed around with one of Bulma's time machines. Trunks and Goten, meet Trunks and Goten," she said, motioning to the chibis.
There was silence. Then both Gotens blurted out, "Cool!" simultaneously. Both Trunks's sweat dropped.
Marron smiled. "Oh, and these are Videl, Mirai no Trunks, Gohan, Gohan, Gohan, and Gohan."
"Why do I feel like some kind of side dish?" the Gohan in Saiya-jin armor commented to the youngest Gohan. His counterpart shrugged.
Every ones attention was suddenly turned back as a calm voice behind them spoke up. "What is going on here?"
There stood a man with chin length black hair and steely blue eyes. Marron was about to reply, when suddenly Mirai Trunks screamed "Android!", turned Super Saiya-jin, and charged at the newcomer.
Juunana-gou blinked in surprise. Sense when did Trunks randomly attack him? For that matter, sense when were there two Trunks's? Wait . . . what?! About then, it occurred to Juunana that he should probably move, as Trunks was about to beat his face in. Too late.
Inches shy of pummeling the confused android, Mirai Trunks was stopped by a Super Saiya-jin teen Gohan. "No, Trunks! Stop!"
"What?! Why should I?!" Trunks snarled.
"He's not a bad guy anymore, Trunks! Calm down!"
Reluctantly, Mirai Trunks stopped struggling and calmed down, but didn't drop out of Super Saiya-jin.
"What is going on?" Juunana-gou asked again, a little shaken.
"Let's go to the living room and sort this all out calmly," Marron suggested.
"Good idea," teen Gohan commented, relieved.
"Yes, you have some explaining to do, mister," Videl added coldly from behind him.
"Uh, oh."
"Let's go," Cell Games Gohan interjected, bailing out his future self.
With that, everyone headed out of the lab to the living room, making sure to keep two Super Saiya-jins between Mirai no Trunks and Juunana-gou at all times.