A New Perspective
By Mayumi Takanashi
Disclaimer: DragonballZ characters, names, and related indicia are not trademarks of mine. Actually, this disclaimer is not a trademark of mine, either! It's the standard disclaimer for all Harry Potter (which belongs to Warner Bros., not me) merchandise.
Author's Notes: This takes place a little after the Buu Saga. All the characters, such as Goten and Trunks, are a bit older now, so keep that in mind. So that also means that Bulla, not Bra like some people think, is around, not like she has any importance in the story. Gohan and Videl are newlyweds, and Goten and Trunks are preteens. No Pan yet.
At one time, there lived five men of extraordinary power. Their strength was legendary; the blood of a warrior race ran through their veins. These men were the last of their people. They protected their friends and family from all evil that proved a threat to the planet they lived on. These five men were known as super-saiyans: a title given to those saiyans who broke the limits and boundaries of their race's strength. With golden hair and piercing turquoise eyes, these men were the strongest in the entire universe, defeating every enemy that crossed their path.
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"Come on, Trunks! Do you want to be late?" called Bulma from the foot of the stairs.
"Coming!" replied the teenage boy. He slid down the banister and landed in front of his mother.
"I'm starving!" he said with enthusiasm. He could not wait for the picnic in the forest at his friend Goten's house.
"You're father and sister are waiting in the plane, now let's go," exclaimed Bulma.
They set off into the air, racing toward the mountains where the picnic was being held.
Somewhere in a forest
"Hey! What took you so long?" asked Goku, with a chicken leg in his hand.
"Some of us have other duties than just sitting around and pigging out," replied Vegeta harshly. Bulla and Bulma rolled out a blanket and the family of four sat down upon it and opened up their picnic basket.
"Hey, everyone!" shouted Krillin, with 18 trailing behind him and Marron skipping in front of her.
"Hey!" called Gohan, with Videl helping him with an over-sized picnic basket.
"Is that for me?" called Yamcha, along with Oolong and Puar.
"Probably brought more food for Goku!" called Master Roshi from a path leading into the clearing of the forest. Tien and Chiaotzu followed him.
"Wouldn't surprise me," said the deep voice of Piccolo, who landed beside the picnic site.
"Wow, the whole gang back together again," sighed Goku, looking around at the group of friends.
Everyone was busy rolling out blankets and opening picnic baskets. It was going to be a beautiful day. The sky was clear, the forest was green, and the sun shown brightly overhead. All the guests were in a cheerful mood, eating and laughing with one another, just like old times.
Bulma, Chi-Chi, and 18 watched Bulla and Marron play tag together. Goku and Goten were having a hot dog-eating contest, while being watched by the disapproving Vegeta and Piccolo. Tien, Trunks, and Yamcha watched Master Roshi juggle three peaches as Krillin laughed hysterically at his failure. Gohan and Videl were deep in conversation while Oolong, Puar, and Chiaotzu enjoyed their meaty hamburgers. Life was perfect at that moment. Everyone was happy and upbeat.
Goku was in the middle of his sixty-eight hot dog when an urgent voice interrupted his winning streak.
"Goku, Goku? Can you hear me?"
"Hey, King Kai!" greeted Goku. Everyone around him stopped to hear what they had to say.
"I hope I'm not catching you at a bad time," said King Kai in an apologetic tone.
"Nah, I'm just loosing to my son in a hot dog contest…" said Goku sadly as Goten ate away at his seventy- third hot dog.
"I have the Five Princesses here and they are requesting to see the legendary super-saiyans," said the voice.
"Well, once we're done, we'll come to the Other World to meet them, okay?" said Goku as he watched enviously at Goten's eighty-fifth hot dog.
"No, they need to see you now," said an annoyed King Kai.
"Fine, we're on our way," said Goku as he stood up and brushed grass off his body.
"Actually, they said they'll give you a lift!" King Kai replied. "Just give them a few seconds and they'll be there."
"Fine, we'll be waiting," said Goku, glad that the hot dog contest had been postponed.
Piccolo, whose ears allowed him a keen sense of hearing, had overheard the conversation between the Kai and Goku.
"Goku, I don't like this. It doesn't sound right," he whispered to Goku.
"We'll be fine," he said. "They probably just want to talk to us."
"Yeah, cucumber," sneered Vegeta. "Super-saiyans are so prestigious after all, they probably want our autographs. Try not to be jealous."
"I'm thankful that I'm not you," Piccolo retorted. "Anyway, Goku, just try to be careful."
"Thanks, I will."
A sudden wind picked up, making the trees sway from side to side.
"Here's our ride," Goku called to the others. "Be back in a while!"
Foodstuffs and fall leaves swirled around the group of people. They were surrounded by a whirlwind of rubble, and then suddenly, everything went black for the five men of legend.