Introduction:

DragonBall AZ is the final chapter in the world of Dragonball. I am trying to make this story as dedicated to the anime as possible, just like it's a new series. Please, give me as much feedback as possible so I can make this the best series it can possibly be. I mean, who knows, maybe one day it could become the real deal!

I mean, hey, a guy's gotta have a dream! :)

But seriously, feedback would be MAJORLY appreciated.

Now, the into to the story.

DragonBall AZ takes place right after the ending of Dragonball GT. You will recognize this if you have seen the series. AZ also incorporates the Dragonball GT television special. This series, again, is as dedicated to the anime as possible. If you have any question on anything in this, plot point, characters, ect, feel free to e-mail me,

The series should run for 3 seasons, unless I drag some things out, so about 72 episodes, but part of me is gunning for 100, but I don't think I can do it that long. We shall see. Anyways, here is the story, and if you have any questions at all, ask, and any review at all, PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!!!

Here we go....

DragonBall AZ
Episode 1

Until We Meet Again

Even in the midst of the pouring rain, all he could hear was the sobbing of the young boy. Except for the occasional flash of lighting in the sky, it was pitch black, as though the sky above was nothing but a lifeless void.

Lifeless, like the two bodies lying on the ground.

The two bodies that the young boy was sobbing over, pleading of them to get up, asking them why they were not moving, not understanding the would never again hug him or train with him. The two people I should have been here to protect, the who was hiding in the shadows thought to himself.

"No, no NO!" he screamed in his mind. "I DID the right thing, I did what I had to do, if I hadn't, the Earth and everyone else would already have been........" his thoughts trailed off, as the level of guilt began to overwhelm him. Still, he knew he had done what he needed to do. He knew now, since he had returned from his journey, what had been and still was required of him. He was the only one who even had a slim chance at victory in this, the Universe's most perilous hour. He knew, despite the many victories in his past, that this one would be his toughest challenge yet.

Not just his toughest though, he knew it would be his last.

"This form is nothing, only the tip of the iceberg."

One hundred years ago he thought he had saved Earth from its greatest threat, and reached a new level of power. Little did he know that he had brought a monstrous evil's attention upon himself. It had been seeking him for the last one hundred years. Now, the day that he had hoped would never come had arrived. Despite his planning and his attempt at mis-leading his foe into thinking that he was somewhere other than on Earth.......

It had arrived.

He knew it was time for him to return, to step out of the shadows and fight for all that is good once more. His race's history speaks of an ultimate warrior being born every 3000 years, but it never told of the consequences of reaching that level. Now, having been throughout the galaxy, he knew what they were. Still, he knew his final destiny. The hopes of his family and friends, the Earth, and the universe rested on him, and his ability to harness his ultimate power, and end the threat once and for all.

"Light breaks the darkness.......

this form is my instrument.......

I have no limits."

"MOTHER.......FATHER.....NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" the young boys screams ripped through the heavens, and brought the man back to reality. Suddenly the Earth began to shake, and in spite of himself, he felt a small smile creep on his face. "That boy will be just fine" he thought to himself. He turned and began to slowly walk away into the gloom of the forest as the boys screams continued to rip through the night. He disappeared from view, just as an elderly woman appeared, running toward the boy. She wrapped him in her arms, holding him, crying also for one of the bodies was her own son. "Its ok," she said, fighting her own grief, trying to be strong for the young boy who was her responsibility now. "Your Grandmother Pan has you."

Several Years Later:

The fight was incredible. No one could follow their movements as the two fighters flew around the ring, trading blow after blow, matching each others movements exactly. The crowd was roaring in appreciation of this battle, and fittingly the two best fighters the in the history of the world (at least that's what the crowd thought) were looking down upon this battle, as the statues of Hercule and Goku gazed down on the arena that was the World Martial Arts Tournament.
Suddenly, both fighters jumped away from each other, and took positions on opposite ends of the ring. Pan gazed with joy at the two fighters below. "Its almost like old times." she thought to herself. Although she was old now, her ability to follow fighters at super speed had not dropped one bit (or so she told everyone) and she could follow ever blow..... well, for the most part.

She glanced to her left, and her longing for the old days grew more intense, seeing Bulma's great granddaughter sitting by her side, pulling for her son, Vegeta Jr, who was named after the great Saiyan prince. Vegeta had once been a heartless killer, but soon became a hero to the Earth second only to the greatest fighter who had ever lived, Goku.
"I didn't know I was going to have the chance to do this." Vegeta Jr. remarked to his opponent. With a quick twitch of his body, he was engulfed in an golden aura. His hair, once black, not shined like the sun itself. He began to smirk as he starred at the boy across from him, but his opponent did not seem worried in the least. Goku Jr. closed his eyes, and then let out a short yell, and he too, transformed into the legendary warrior of the Saiyan race, the Super Saiyan. Suddenly, the two fighters charged each other, and the battle was back on, even more intense than before. Pan cheered for her young grandson, who she had helped train. But sometimes it seemed like he was also training with someone else, though he refused to tell who. His response was just like her grandpa's would have been, just a carefree smile and a laugh. "Grandpa." Pan though wistfully. She had found herself thinking of him often, even more so here lately. She wondered where he was, since he had left with the Dragonballs over 100 years ago, shouldn't he have returned by now. Two years ago, he grandson's remark that he had found one of the Dragonballs only made he think of him even more, although when they had searched for the Dragonball again, they never found it.

But this was not the time for daydreaming! she reminded herself. She turned her attention back to the battle, watching her grandson trade blows with Vegeta Jr. Suddenly, they jumped up at super speed, but Pan did not follow them. She was transfixed by a figure in the crowd, someone she could not see before since the boys were fighting right in front of him.

WAIT A MINUTE, it's Grandpa her mind screamed! She began to make her way through the crowd, pushing everyone out of the way as quickly as she could, yelling "Grandpa, Grandpa!!!!" Finally, she made her way to where he was sitting, and with a big smile on her face, she yelled "Grandpa!!!"

To nothing....
"Pan, you old goat, you must be seeing things." she said to herself, trying to console her broken heart. A loud explosion brought her back to reality, and she turned to the ring and to see her grandson give Vegeta Jr and good shot that sent him careening into the concrete of the ring.
She began to make her way back to her seat, but then suddenly, something up in the sky caught her eye. She glanced up and saw.....

The Nimbus Cloud?

And there was someone on it!!!

"Grandpa!!!!!" she yelled.

And then she fainted.