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Chapter two is up!
Warning: This is my first fan fiction. Some events pertaining to the Sailor Moon series won't make much sense, due to my incredible lack of knowledge on it. If something doesn't fit your knowledge of it, just think of it as something purposely changed for the story.. I would greatly appreciate it if you would be specific when commenting on something. Please don't go "horrible spelling dude" that doesn't help me at all. Remember: I cant fix what I don't know is wrong!

You don't need to read the author comments if you don't want to. Their not necessary for the story, but rather a type of vent for me. Their in italics at the very bottom. You can't miss them if you want to read them. This story takes place right after Dragonball GT.

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Chapter Three:

Future Unknown?

Setsuna screamed in a timeless way. A century may have passed as easily as a second to her. The only way she had kept her sanity was by seeing into the future and ensuring that the events she wanted to happen occurred. There was only one thing that could cause this kind of catastrophe. Although she had expected something to come, she hadn't been prepared for this. She had presumed it would come from a different timeline, or dimension not a different universe. Some kind of being or object was in this universe that shouldn't be. Clearly the only course of action was to warn the Scouts.... yet she didn't want the Inners more paranoid then they had already grown. With Rini entering there time, it could only complicate matters. Her only choice was to go warn the Outers. They had always been more level headed. The guardian of time's face twisted with guilt. She really should warn Serena... yet something told her not to. The Inners would need to keep their heads about. Something evil was coming.

"...and that's why we want you going to bed earlier from now on. We cant have you falling asleep all the time any more. Your a big girl, you should know how to take care of yourself..." Serena fumed as her parents droned on and on. Luna was an evil cat. Forget guardian, she had made it her personal job to get her kicks out of Serena's worry and panic. Apparently, Mina had told her parents that she had collapsed in the middle of the sidewalk and started snoring. Imagine. She truthfully wasn't sure if the drunk lecture would be any worse then the 'get more sleep or you'll never see your friends again' lecture. Glancing from the corner of her eye, she could see Luna in the shadows, with her eyes glowing and a big cheesy grin on her face. She was going to kill that cat...

"Rise and shine boys, its time to get up for school!" Goku groaned and rolled over. School. He should have known that Shennron would have enrolled him in that. Great. Goku hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. During the night he had received constant questions about where he came from, and what it was like there, how funny his accent was, why he wore glasses and other such things. It had taken a good deal of explaining, and some of the questions Goku didn't know the answers too. So instead of answering them he told them of the 'legend' of the Dragonballs, and how it was a tale passed down throughout the generations in his family. It was a long story, and well before he was done all of the kids had fallen asleep. But Goku couldn't. The time difference between this world and his was huge. By the time he had fallen asleep, it was five in the mourning. Back home, it would have been about ten at night. Goku was sure that he was going to suffer today for that. He still had to find the Elementalists, and with school... that might be difficult. No wonder Shennron had warned him he wouldn't have time to teach anyone. Pulling one of his gi's on Goku looked in the mirror, and sweat dropped. His glasses were thick with a large frame to support them. The hearing aid actually was hard to notice unless you were looking for it. The children were trailing out of the large sleeping chamber, so Goku followed suit. They were all wearing matching clothing. Sure, he may look a little strange in his bright orange training outfit with thick glasses and hearing aids, but it was better then not being able to understand anything.

Goku couldn't believe it. He had been at school for only an hour and already he was disliking it. First off, the breakfast they had served was pathetic by his standards. The food wasn't bad, it was the quantity that got him. Why, he couldn't understand how anyone in the room was still alive if they had been eating such meager portions for more then a day. Good thing he had a couple more apples left. Goku shifted uncomfortably in his new clothes. Apparently this 'school' required each student to dress the same. Something they called a dress code. Goku was only fortunate that he was able to play the 'foreign exchange student' card. The math that they were covering was amazing! He never had known that you could 'multiply' and 'divide' something without either a sword or the Dragonballs. Sitting in the very back of the classroom, Goku had learned that if he was asked a question, all he had to do was say that he couldn't understand it, and the teacher would let him be. They were covering all this strange stuff, like 'geography'. Goku understood what it meant, and when he had asked where the West Capital was, the teacher pointed to some city called 'Washington D.C.' Clearly, the cities and landscape where very different here. Slightly curios Goku wondered if this world had a King. It didn't really matter though. From what Goku could tell most of the kids just simply slept through class. No wonder Gohan loved school so much. All you did was sleep in it. Taking his textbook, Goku used his hands as a cushion and gently nodded off following the example of his classmates.

Rini sat alone in the middle of a park bench. It seemed odd that the park would be this empty midday, but that was better for her anyway. She had to go and meet with the Sailor Scouts. They had to be warned of the upcoming events. Hoping off the bench she realized something very important. She had no idea where she was.

Watching Rei emerge from the room with the Sacred Fire shacking her head, Mina couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her. She had been working ever since they finished school to discover why Gramps was so busy all of a sudden. It had all started when they brought that boy over, so Rei had got Ami's help to research about him. It turned out his parents had died in an explosion, and he had been sent to the orphanage until his Uncle from Nepal got here to take him. It all seemed rather suspicious to Mina, but she didn't voice it aloud. Nepal was in the Himalayans, which was about as remote and far away as a person could get. Then there was the matter of the Golden Ball, as they were now calling it. Through extensive research in some of the oldest books in the library, they had discovered that it was supposed to be the key to unlocking some sort of demonic dragon, or the eternal guardian of Earth who will grant you a wish. Of course, there was a factory in America which made them by the millions, so it was rather unlikely that his ball was the real deal. Still... so many things about him seemed strange. He had a accent that Mina had never heard before, and he had the strangest eyes. What kind of journey could give him eye's of steal sheltered behind such a innocent face? He seemed to have an aura of goodness around him, more then anyone she had ever met before. The Senshi of love had no doubt that this boy had a pure heart. Yet, if his heart was so pure, why hadn't the heart snatchers gone after him? So much was strange about him...
"Well, if the Sacred Fire can't identify this person then we have to- who are you?"
Mina turned her head in the direction of the wide eyed Ami. There in the doorway stood Serena, but no no more then a little girl. Openly letting her jaw drop she quickly composed herself. This could be an enemy from the Negaverse. Then the little girl spoke up and ran directly towards Serena. "Mommy!" she cried as she pounced on the poor confused girl. The silence in the room as she sat on Serena's lap hugging her tight enough to strangle her was so loud it devoured whatever words she was saying. Serena had some explaining to do...

The sound of a loud bell made Goku wake with a start. Eager now-alert students ran for the door creating a jam. One of the students who had been sitting beside him, and who he recognized from the orphanage grabbed his arm. "Schools over! It's time to get out of here! Oh, by the way, my name's Ormus.
"Thanks for telling me Ormus. My names Goku." Goku smiled. He always liked meeting new friends.
"Well, come on, we got to get out of hear! See you later tonight." With that Ormus ran off out the door. Grabbing his books, Goku started to walk towards the door when the voice of his teacher... Mrs. Something or other, interrupted him.
"Son Goku, I'd like to have a little talk with you..." Goku gulped. This didn't sound good.

Goku frowned. Apparently you weren't supposed to sleep in class. After school, the teacher had held him back to talk to him about how he had to pay attention if he wanted to learn anything. Goku didn't say anything. If he told the teacher that everything he had ever learned over the course of his lifetime conflicted with what they were teaching here, he would only get in trouble. Goku wasn't too worried though. Apparently the Eternal Dragon had donated what was considered a considerable amount of money. In this world, if you came from a 'rich' family they didn't care how bad you did in school, they still gave you good marks. The whole currency system here was very strange. All these 'dollars' and 'cents' they were all to confusing. Zeni made sense. It was simple. Something was a hundred Zeni, he could understand. If something was a dollar ninety nine, who knew how much that was? Goku wasn't all that sure about how much money Shennron had donated, but it must have been a considerable amount. Everyone treated him strangely. They considered him an outsider, someone who wasn't one of them. Ormus had been the only one that simply hadn't asked him what it was like where he came from. If only they knew how right they were. Not only was he an alien, but he was from a different universe! Children always have strong instincts he reflected. Most adults learn to block them out as 'silliness', but Goku knew better. That was why he stronger then Vegeta. Vegeta refused to believe or accept anything that he didn't like. Then there was the technology on this world. It was far behind anything he had expected. Why, they didn't even have capsules! There was a benefit to that he mussed chuckling. At least there wouldn't be any evil androids to battle....

Although Shennron had packed Nimbus and his power pole, he had told him in his letter that he should be cautious about how he used them. Both Shennron and the Shinto Priest seemed to indicate that there was a way to sense magical energy. Logically, it should be similar to how he sensed ki. With all these restrictions Goku wasn't sure how he was supposed to defeat Chaos. It seemed as if all his tools would attract some sort of enemy of one kind or another. Whatever he did, he would work to only use ki as a last resort. After all, the best way to learn about something is by practice. Besides, powering up would simply attract too much unwanted attention. If he went full power, every being in this galaxy would feel it- ki sensitive or not! The thought of unwanted attention made Goku laugh. If Shennron hadn't wanted him on the front page of every newspaper he should have given him a different role. It actually reminded him of Gohan when- a cry of help interrupted Goku's thoughts. If Shennron was right, that meant the Elementalists would be there soon too...

Sneaking through the bushes Goku winced as he got another one of those thorns stuck in his hand. The priest had called them Pargonshin plants, and they really hurt! Pulling it out before his head exploded Goku lay crouched in the tall grass starring at the giant pink blob. Apparently it had frightened off some young girls who had been on the bench talking. Unless it tried to hurt someone, Goku planned on staying here, hidden in the bushes. He had to learn about magic quick, and the best way would be if he had a little demonstration...

Vegeta stared at the Supreme Ki. He couldn't be serious. The very idea of going to such a sacred and hallowed place made shivers go up his spine. No Saiyin for millennia had even attempted that journey. He thought about turning back. With instant transmission it wouldn't take long. All who had before that time died trying. No one knew why, but they never could make it to the Gateway. No one could. "Your kidding right? There's no way I can travel to the Supreme Port by myself! Why, my father told me it would take his entire army a hundred years to make the journey."
"Well Vegeta, that's not entirely true. In order for you to reach it, you must first travel through the Halls of Eternity. At the very end of the hallway there is a doorway that leads to the portal. Unfortunately it is guarded by the Ancients, and you will need to know your true reason for entry into the Supreme Port in order to pass from this realm to another."
He had to get Kakkarot back, even if he had to go through the Halls of Eternity. Vegeta sighed. Nothing was ever easy.

Peering out of the bushes, watching the pink blob. Now closer, he could see more of the details. It had the same pink tint that buu had, but its energy- its ki energy at least, was non existent. If Goku hadn't been starring at it, he wouldn't have believed that there was anything there. Sensing peoples energy had become as much a part of him as his sight. When one of his senses didn't agree with the other, it meant that something was very wrong. If what the priest and Shennron had told him was correct, that meant that this monster was composed solely of magic. Holding the Four Star Dragonball in one hand, running his hands over the finely detailed sphere Goku knew that although Shennron had left him on an alien world, he hadn't left him defenseless. Goku's attacks could hurt it... except the power pole...

Serena, Rei, Mina, and Ami had just finished their meeting and were walking through the park towards the arcade when their conversation was interrupted by a scream and a cry for help. "What was that? It sounded like it came from the park." Ami cried.
"I don't know," Rei coldly shot back, "but I intend to find out!" With that, the she ran off in the direction of the cry.
"Your so mean Rei, wait for me!" Ami cried after her as she too started to run off.
Serena was walking towards the arcade, talking to Mina about the new Sailor V game. "So, Ami what do you think? Ami... Oh, I hate it when you guys go off without me. I'm telling Luna after this!"
"Wow Serena, that guy looks just like my old boyfriend... Serena?"

Goku couldn't believe it. Just moments after the scream of help from one of the pedestrians, these four girls showed up in ridiculously short miniskirts wielding no visible weapons. The very sight of the girls was enough to send Goku into hysterical laughter. This universe... first Sailor girl scouts, now cheerleaders... what a strange place. Each girl had a different colored dress. The girls couldn't have been out of high school. Sure Goku had expected fashion to be different... but this was a little much. They were worse then Gohan! As if to reinforce this thought, the one in the white dress stood infront of the other three and cried out in an earsplitting voice, "Evil pink slime ball, parks are a place of peace not of destruction! In the name of the moon, I punish you!" A large sweat drop appeared on Goku's forehead. So this world had a moon. That meant he would have to be careful... all this excitement had made him forget about his tail. Uncoiling it from his waist, he gently massaged it, still laughing gently. He needed to wait for the Elementalists. These girls must be their cheerleaders or something. That was what the Ginu force was for Frezia he reflected. Sure they had been dangerous, but they had spent more time working on routines to make Frezia laugh then train to become strong. The blond girl was now doing a complex area of hand motions, and saying words that Goku didn't really hear. It didn't matter. Sounded like moon something magic... wait a second. Magic...

Sailor Moon stood infront of the mountain of pink jelly and gasped. Her attack hadn't even phased the monster. Not only that, but this monster was letting out more negative energy then any being she had ever fought from the Negaverse. Whatever it was, the sheer presence of it left a foul evil taste in her mouth. "Mercury, you got any information on it yet?"
"Well... yes, I suppose I do. My computer says that its weak against everything."
Sailor Moon stared at her. "It's weak against everything? This is going to be easier then I thought..."
Ami sweat droped "Well... there's one other thing. Its also strong against everything."
Mars turned and spun around "If that's the case, lets just blast it with everything we got!"

Goku stared. These girls... they weren't cheerleaders. Sure, the attacks weren't all that strong, but they showed great technique. Most of the hand gestures were probably more superstition and tradition then based on necessity. Goku didn't need to hold his hands out to do a ki blast. He could simply call it up into the position of the attack. Using his hands to make ki blasts was a tradition. Once a person reached a certain level of control, they no longer needed to use their hands. These girls had probably been taught to attack that way. It was rather inefficient, and even a moderately fast enemy would be able to attack them while they were dancing ahead of them. Shennron had told him that ki couldn't block magic, and magic couldn't block ki... that meant these girls could be dangerous to him. Mind you, magic can't block ki, so who would be able to win? Goku was fairly certain his speed was great enough to block any attack they sent at him, but you never could be sure...

It was the largest meeting under one roof ever "We gather in the place between worlds. The place our ancestors only dreamed of going to. We gather today in the Halls of the Ancients. And now, for the first time, all members are present! For the first time we meet in the Chamber of Magi!" Gramps screamed out his words. Now was not a time to be timid. "This is a time of great change. The honored council has informed me that already the Rift has started to crack." Loud gasps filled the room. "I myself have seen the Dragons Seal on a letter that a small boy was carrying. We all know what this means. The day our ancestors have labored so hard for is upon us. Countless leaders before me have worked over the millennia for this moment, yet we are still unprepared." Looking over the thousands of people, Gramps saw nods of agreement. Each one was dressed in black robes with their hoods drawn up. Secrecy was no longer an issue. In order to enter this room, one had to be a wizard, and sworn to protect the multiverse from Chaos. They had their hoods drawn up to honor all the years of suffering that their forefathers had endured during the cursed Silver Millennium. "Now that the Rift has cracked, Chaos will come. There is no doubt." This was the largest meeting ever. It may be the last meeting ever. Gramps didn't have time to reflect more on that. His life was sworn to the Order. "We must prepare for the coming battle. Brandish your swords and ready your steeds my comrades, for too soon will the trumpets call, and for the first and last time the world will witness the awesome power of The Order of Wizards!"

Goku knew he should stop laughing. If he wasn't careful one of the Elementalists would hear him. He refused to think of them as Sailor Scouts. The idea of them being sailors was just too funny. Just looking at them and thinking that was enough to send him bawling over on his side. Wiping tears from his eyes he tried to focus on the battle. These girls weren't all that bad in the area of technique as far as Goku could tell. Each of the attacks had a certain finance to it, and were artfully executed. It seemed like the biggest thing they lacked was experience, and there was only one way to get it. Each one of the Elementalists used a type of power- fire, water, love, or moon magic. The last two confused Goku the most. How could love hurt anyone? And as for moon magic... well it was possible. Strange and unlikely, yes, but this wasn't his world. He had to keep an open mind. Things not possible where he came from may be ordinary here. One of the girls cried something about a love chain. Maybe... maybe there was another group of Elementalists. Goku knew he wasn't the only person on his Earth that used ki. Although it wasn't common, thousands of people used small amounts of it. Most of those had a power under fifty, but it was still significant. These girls were each a little more powerful then Master Roshi. Master Roshi had been the strongest human before Krillian... he had to keep an eye out. Maybe there was another group that could teach him... or maybe he could try teaching himself.

Luna crept slowly through the Pargonshin patch. It was rare to see so many in one place. While watching the Sailor Scouts battle the monster, she had heard some rather evil laughing coming from the bush. The kind that told her that someone though the Scouts were a joke. No one on this planet would believe that except someone aligned to the Negaverse. That meant that a Negaminion, perhaps this creatures master was watching the fight. The diabolical laughter now changed into vicious chuckling. She had to find out who the new enemy was. The chuckling was getting louder. She was close now. Moving her head to see past a branch Luna was shocked to discover a small boy on his stomach watching the battle... and chuckling. The Negaverse must be getting desperate to send their children.

The girl in the blue skirt yelled something about bubbles, and sure enough a thick fog covered the monster. Now intently focused on the battle, Goku watched not with his eyes, but with his senses. The attack felt nothing like ki. Ki was a persons life force. Magic was... something else. Death energy? It was worth a try at any rate. Looking deep within himself Goku found a pocket of death... and called it up into his hand as a ball of power. Goku sweat droped. That wasn't magic...

Luna stared in horror as the small child held out his hands and a dark ball of... something appeared. Dark energy meant Negaverse, and this... energy ball was casting its black light upon everything near it. The thing that scared Luna was that she couldn't sense it. Whatever kind of Nega energy he was using, it felt to her as if nothing was there at all.

Goku frowned. That wasn't magic. That was simply reverse ki. Allot of his enemy's used it, like Buu, Baby, and even Frezia, although he had used more of a mix. That made your ki attacks purple. Using that kind of ki made him feel all dirty, as if it was evil or something, but Goku knew better. The unknown is always evil until we know what it is, although he probably should refrain from using that type of ki...

Luna sat very, very still. Whoever this new enemy was, he was very dangerous. Why the Negaverse hadn't sent him out before to fight Luna wasn't sure, but she knew one thing: she had to get closer. Creeping out of the bushes she made a pathetic meow, walking over to the Nega... General? Luetent? There was no way to tell. He wasn't in traditional Negaverse clothes, he was wearing a orange training gi. Probably his disguise.

No... magic was something else. Something he couldn't touch, so he should try to call nothing. Looking deep within himself, Goku searched for the biggest spot of nothing he could. A small black cat crept up to him, and without even meaning to, Goku's thoughts changed to that of cats. Still trying to do magic, Goku tried to summon nothing, but he couldn't stop thinking about cats...

Luna couldn't believe what this child was attempting to do. No one since the fall of the Silver Millennium had the power of the mind. Not even the Sailor Scouts, who were the reincarnated version of the most powerful sorceress's could do that. Luna had to admit, that they were only a shades of the original power that the Scouts held, yet they still had memories to do some of the most powerful magic in the universe, they only lacked the power. What this boy was doing... was impressive. Sailor Saturn would probably be able to do this kind of magic- she had enough power. It might kill her trying to do it, but she probably could. Yet, this boy was doing it without any guidance. If Saturn had tried, there would be no waste energy like the kind the boy was creating.

Sailor Mar's eye's widened to the size of dinner plates. Someone was using a powerful magic... and they were very close. Looking at her fellow Scouts, Rei knew that they too sensed it. Whatever it was, it meant only one thing: trouble. A giant bolt of white energy shooting up into the sky confirmed her suspicion. Trouble.

Goku panicked. This wasn't supposed to happen. He felt his energy draining away at an alarming rate, yet... it wasn't his ki energy that was draining. Still didn't matter he reflected. Whatever was draining, it felt just as exhausting as every fight he had ever done combined. If he didn't stop it now, well... he might not be able to complete Shennron's mission. Trying to stop the power, Goku opened his hand and allowed the Four Star Dragonball to rest between his two hands. Maybe Shennron would hear his cry for help. Using the last of his 'energy', and even a bit more that he didn't know he had he desperately sent a message to the Eternal Dragon wherever he may be. Help.

Luna gasped. The boy had collapsed. He didn't have the power to summon a Familiar or Guardian. That was a little reassuring. If he couldn't even get through the first phase of the spell... well, Luna didn't know that anyone could be that weak. Something was wrong though. The summoning ceremony hadn't stopped, and yet, the portal was still getting power from somewhere. Looking around desperately for the source of its energy Luna stared at the glowing ball in the boy's hands. A thin line of magical power speed off from the golden ball into the portal, and the waste energy, the bolts of white power disappeared. This was bad. The summoning spell had finished. Luna had no idea how the boy was still alive, or how he had completed the spell so quickly when the easiest part, the first phase had taken up all his power, but it didn't matter. She had to get the Scouts out of here. There was no telling what the boy had summoned.

Sailor Moon was just about to reach the bushes when she saw Luna run out, and the lightning show stop. Whatever Luna had been doing, she was going to have to explain. "Come on girls, lets get Luna! I want to know what that was about, and she's the only one that can tell us." Now running after the dastardly cat, she quickly glanced over her shoulder to check if her fellow Scouts were behind her. They were, but Rei, Mina, and Ami had detransformed. She had forgot about that...

Goku stared at the clouds. He didn't know how long he had lain on the ground starring at the white fluffy shapeless objects. When he had fallen on the ground, he knew that he had to hold on the the Dragonball. The feeling of something rough and wet on his cheek made him jump. He felt better now... but it was already sunset. When he had fallen down, it had been just before noon. He had been lying on the ground for hours. The sound of a familiar voice made him spin. "You will do great things young one. You have more power and potential then you may ever realize." Shennlong. He was back...

"...so anyway Vegeta, just make sure you take the third door on the right past the first then turn left at the next junction." Vegeta couldn't believe it. Yemma had droned on for hours about how to get to the Supreme Port. There had to be an easier way... Vegeta suspected that he was being sent the longest way that the Ki's could possibly give him. It sounded like it would take years to get over. He would show them. "I'll be sure that you'll get a map of the route tomorrow. Are you sure you want to do this Vegeta? No mortal has ever succeeded in reaching the Supreme Port alive." Vegeta couldn't take it anymore
"I am no ordinary mortal. I am Prince Vegeta, of the Royal house. I am no ordinary mortal." Yemma sometimes got too stuck up on him being 'immortal'.
Yemma frowned as if considering something. "I can not emphasize enough the importance of not opening any of the doors. Even I do not know where most of them go. If you get lost in the wrong universe, or dimension, it may be impossible to reach you. Oh, and there is one other thing. If you die in another universe, you go to there Otherworld." Yemma leaned very close to the edge of his giant desk. "Most don't have one. That means that if you die, no one can ever bring you back." Vegeta shivered. The things he did for that fool...

I wouldn't have believed it before, but I finally ran out of creative juice, and went back to the paper. Fortunately, I have enough events built up from the last chapter, and my rough draft, that I won't be getting desperate anytime soon. I didn't know it took so long to write so little. Now that I have more of an idea of the work and effort involved I give all you authors out there as salute! For your hard work and dedication, you are the kind of people society is looking for! Good job, and keep it up!

If you like the story so far, then Chapter Four is going to be a real treat. I may be a little cynical about the Moon Kingdom, but it sure makes a great story. Remember: Pessimist is a word Optimists use to describe Realists.

I have allot of plans for the final battle. Trust me, it will be very original, or weird, if you've found the story strange up till now, the final battle will seem really weird to you. For those of you who may not get it yet: I will not make this a romance. It's supposed to be an action adventure, and really think about it. The Sailor Scouts are teenagers. Goku and Vegeta are well, allot older then that. In many countries around the world, a romance with people forty years older is illegal. Universally, its wrong.

Sorry about not adding more about Vegeta in the last chapter, believe me, he'll be more involved later on. Still not sure how that will work, but by then I'm sure I'll have an idea or two.

Again, I'm trying to add humor to this story, but my humors weird. You may not find it funny, or you may. It doesn't really matter. There's not much in there in the first place. Sorry for the short chapters.