Chapter 1: 33 years later

Year: 803 AD

A woman stared up at her opponent through pupil-less red eyes. Her black hair was wild and went down to her waist. Her body was covered in light brown monkey hair underneath the purple and white gi. Her tail twitched as she continued to watch the man with the equally wild hair above her.

The man narrowed his eyes before phasing out of sight. The woman smirked before doing the same.

Bursts of light flared all across the sky as the two combatants met. None of the hundreds of people below could make out what was happening. Only specialised cameras seemed to be watching the fight below, everyone else had to rely on a screen.

The woman slammed her fist into the man's jaw but he went unfazed and came back with a strong kick to her abdomen. The woman hardly faltered before she phased out of sight just to come in from the side. The tanned man quickly turned and attempted to block the incoming punch with his forearm but was kicked in the stomach instead. The woman quickly swung her fists down towards the man's back just to hit air as he vanished. She muttered a curse under her breath before turning to frown up at the man who was floating high above her in the air with his palms meeting at his right side, blue energy flickering to life between them. The woman quickly matched his stance, smirking now.

Both fighters screamed out identical attack names before two large beams of blue energy were shot forward, meeting in a clash of power. The man was surprised when the beams exploded instead of struggling against one another and he was soon forced to look up as he sensed something above him. The woman was above him, chanting an attack before firing another blue beam at the man. The man raised his arms in defence and was pushed down by the beam. He gritted his teeth as it exploded but didn't have enough time to recover before a kick planted itself against his arms and he was sent toppling into the grass below.

The stadium burst into applause as the woman landed in the stone ring, her hair shortening to her shoulders and becoming less wild as her fur disappeared and her eyes turned black. She quickly flashed the crowds a victory sign with her fingers whilst grinning proudly.

"And that was the scene at the last tenkaichi budokai. Son Pan once again defeated Uub in the final round: a match that proved to be their best and most exciting yet. This was the fifth year that Pan has won and we expect to see her winning more in years to come." A female news reporter announced as the scene on the television switched from Pan's victory to the studio.

"In other news, Capsule Corp has announced that the settlement of planet plant is now going full force with over a hundred people already lining up. The CEO of the company Bra Briefs-" the TV turned off, cutting the reporter sort.

The raven-haired man rubbed the bridge of his nose as he set the remote down.

"I can't believe that they are still reporting on something that happened four weeks ago, " he muttered. His dark haired wife smiled over at him as she leant against the kitchen counter.

"Well Pan and Uub's fights do get more intense every year. People just get excited about it." She explained before looking up to the ceiling.

"Son Fry! Hurry up or you'll be late!" she then called. A series of bumps could be heard up stairs before a muffled reply told her to wait.

It was half past eight in the morning and just like any other, the eldest son of Goku's dwelling was just getting ready for the day. Son Gohan was sitting at the kitchen counter along with a newspaper and a small plate of food. His wife, Videl, was setting up for their son's breakfast whilst doing some washing up.

"I know that but I still think they over blow it a bit. It's not like they haven't gone up to full power before." Gohan commented, turning his paper's page to find a picture of his daughter and 'the great' Hercule. Gohan sighed. It wasn't that he wasn't pleased for Pan; it was just he hated how much the media blew things up.

Videl sighed at her husband before giving the final warning to her son. A moment later a blur of a boy ran in and past Gohan before settling on a chair at the other end of the counter. Gohan blinked as he looked down at his plate before looking up at his son and stolen toast.

"Fry…" Gohan told the young boy who quickly swallowed the food.

"Sorry, saiyan metabolism…" the blue eyed, black spiked haired boy said through a grin. Videl rolled her eyes as she put two bowls of cereal down in front of the boy.

"I'm beginning to think that you use being part saiyan as an excuse to get extra food." She commented as her son inhaled the contents of the first bowl. Fry glanced up at his mother.

"Heh…so what's up with Pan?" he asked, successfully changing the subject.

"I'm not sure. That girl has returned to her training frenzy. She takes her training so seriously, its obvious who she takes after." Videl replied, going back to washing up.

"Then again it could just be her way of dealing with her feelings for Uub…" Videl then added. Gohan chocked on his coffee and Fry wrinkled his nose.

"Mum! I know that the media keep saying she's having an affair but that doesn't mean she is! That's gross." Fry said. Videl chuckled as she glanced at her son.

"Are you sure you're 13 and not seven?" she joked. Fry frowned at his mother before Gohan added his comment.

"Are you sure about that? I mean…with Uub? Seems kinda farfetched."

"It's not really. She always gets excited about seeing him – not just the fight – and then after she beats him she goes quiet and goes back to training. That says to me that she likes him…" she trailed off. Gohan continued to eye his wife whilst Fry wrinkled his nose again.

"Can we get off of my sister's secret love life? I don't want to know that stuff." He said before trying to get a look at his dad's watch.

"What time is it anyway?"

"About time you left. Eli is almost at the door." Gohan replied as the doorbell rang.

"Make that at the door." He corrected himself. Fry quickly got up as he drunk the rest of what was in the second bowl before running to the door.

"Don't forget your lunch!" Videl called, turning away from the sink.

"I'll buy it!" the reply was yelled back before the door slammed shut. Gohan smirked as he sensed his son practically dragging his friend into the sky. Videl sighed.

"Eats and leaves the place in a mess. He's a saiyan all right…" she muttered, earning a raised brow from her husband.

The classroom was as busy as always. Groups of kids sat round the class in their normal school uniform talking while they waited for morning registration to start. Fry leant against a desk talking to a small group of people whilst his best friend, Eli Briefs sat and listened behind him.

Eli had brown spiked hair in a similar style to his grand father's, only spiked slightly forward and with bangs across his forehead. Eli was quieter then his friend and more independent. He was the son of Trunks and the alien halfling Zara. Just like his parents he wasn't someone who sought out the spotlight and preferred to hang back and watch.

Fry on the other hand liked attention and wanted to fit in. luckily he was better at it then his father had been.

"Have you heard about all of the people that have been disappearing lately?" a girl asked.

"Yea, someone I know disappeared the other night." Some one replied.

"I heard five people from our year has gone missing." A third person said.

"Well it's not just in Satan city that people are disappearing. West city and central city keep getting people taken. It's gone up lately as well." Fry added. The first girl eyed him.

"I forgot your uncle was a cop…why isn't he doing anything about it?" she asked.

"That's not his department. They haven't been murdered, just disappeared." Fry replied but the girl didn't stop frowning at him. Eli watched from his seat but quickly got bored. He turned to look out the window when another group's conversation caught his attention.

"Sounds like we're going to be having an anatomy lesson in art today." A girl said to her giggling friends. Eli gulped as he leant back on his chair so that it was balancing on two legs. He hated anatomy lessons. He was half alien – a half that could be broken down into two separate species – and was always worried when it came to seeing how he was supposed to measure up as a human in case someone noticed. And the tail didn't really help there. Anatomy lessons always made him think about how different he really was from everyone else.

Eli rocked his chair slightly as he thought all of this over. He leant a little bit too far out and felt the chair begin to fall backwards. Immediately he had three instincts to stop himself from falling: grab onto something, use ki or use telekinesis. Without thinking he did all three. The only problem was his hands were nowhere near anything when he stopped himself.

Eli let out a sigh of relief when he realised that he had stopped himself from falling but soon he became very aware of the whole class staring at him.

"Err…what?" he asked, moving his head to get a good look at what everyone else was staring at. When he saw it he paled.

His hands hadn't been able to grab hold of anything but his tail had. It was now wrapped tightly round a table leg.

"Is that a tail?" a boy in the front of the crowd asked. Fry quickly jumped in front of his saiyan friend, trying to divert everyone's attention.

"No it's not a tail, its probably just some capsule corp. thing. It's absolutely nothing of interest!" Fry quickly explained before shooting a glare at Eli.

"Put the thing away!" he whispered harshly. Fry and Eli had always kept their tails hidden at school. They didn't need the extra attention of being deemed alien freaks. Eli didn't really care about the social side of being an alien; he just didn't like everyone pointing out how different he was. He was sensitive over the whole thing and right now he was panicking.

He got up and left.

Fry watched as his friend made it to the door after pushing through the crowd.

"Eli! Wait a sec!" he yelled but Eli broke into a run as he past the threshold. Fry sighed before chasing.

He caught up to the younger boy out side in a courtyard between departments. There Fry tackled Eli to the ground before the younger halfling had a chance to take to the air.

"Would you cool it already! School hasn't even started yet and you're already trying to skip classes." Fry scolded. Eli pushed the older boy off of him and frowned at the floor. Fry sighed before standing up.

"Look, we can repair any damage you did back there to your rep. You just have to get back in there," he said.

"I don't care about my reputation." Eli shot back, climbing to his feet and dusting himself off. Fry frowned, puzzled.

"Then what?" he asked. Eli sighed.

"You just don't get it. You fit in with everyone. I don't. I have two whole thirds that makes me different from everyone else on the planet. Probably in the universe even." He explained. Fry looked thoughtful for a moment.

"So you're saying that you're freaking out because you're a freak? Well we all knew that, Eli, but it's why we like ya!" Fry replied, smiling. He may have his father's grades but he also had the Son's way with words.

Eli growled and clenched his fist, his tail furring up at his side.

"Fry, you're not helping…" he muttered through clenched teeth. Fry blinked a few times before looking down at Eli's tail. Eli looked down at it too before letting out a long sigh and taking to the air, not even bothering with a good bye.

Capsule Corp home base, West City had gone mostly unchanged in the past 13 years. It was still the home of Bulma Briefs and it still was almost a second home for most of the Z warriors. The occupants of the house were still the same as well.

"Blasted robot! GET BACK HERE!" a gruff voice yelled, followed closely by a large bang. In the kitchen, a man with flame like hair stood with his arm still outstretched whilst a robot continued to run round the room beeping madly. A freshly made hole was now in the wall leading out to the hallway and it was still smoking. An aged face belonging to a woman with silver streaked aqua hair peered through the hole, frowning.

"Vegeta! What did you do this time?" she asked in an annoyed voice. Vegeta's glare hardened as he pointed to the robot.

"That mechanical menace decided to incinerate my breakfast. So I thought I'd incinerate it to make up for it."

The aged scientist frowned as she eyed the robot and then the hole in the wall.

"And you're doing a good job of it as well I see." She muttered before sighing and walking into the room.

"He's probably just malfunctioning again. I'll have to give him a few tweaks in his programming."

"That's the third time this week that damn chef-bot did this. And it's only Tuesday!" Vegeta growled. His wife frowned at him before nodding her head towards a cupboard.

"We have some toaster pastries in there somewhere if you're hungry. Have one of them and then go blow up your training bots like you normally do." She told him. Vegeta muttered something in saiyan under his breath before grabbing some fruit and leaving.

The royal saiyan made his way through the maze-like corridors of his home and out to his precious retreat that was his Gravity Room. There he found a surprise in the form of his grandson waiting just on the other side of the door.

"Bit early to be out, isn't it?" Vegeta asked indifferently as he swept his eyes over the school uniform the boy still donned. Eli blushed as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I guess…I kinda had an accident," he muttered, grabbing his tail with his free hand and stroking it gently with his thumb. Vegeta watched him then made his way over to the console embedded on the far wall.

"Your grandmother improved the ki absorbing shielding. Shall we say 1000gs?"

Eli grinned as he looked up at his grandfather. If the shielding had been improved then there would be less chance of his parents sensing him.

"Alright then." The boy agreed, preparing himself for a long spar.

Hours later and the two saiyans sat on the floor of the GR. Vegeta had run a little food trip and now several plates and wrappers lay on the floor around them. Both of them were silent, as they stayed focused on their thoughts. Eli eventually broke the silence.

"Do you think I'm a freak?" he asked quietly.

"No, why?" came the blunt reply.

"I am three different species. I'm weird even for a saiyan. By human standards I mean." Eli responded. What he hadn't expected was Vegeta chuckling.

"You are not weird. Some people simply don't understand you. If anything you're the most saiyan out of your whole generation. And that includes Pan."

"What does that mean?" Eli asked, raising a brow as he watched his grandfather. Vegeta smirked down at his grandson.

"You don't care about what most humans do. Popularity isn't something that bothers you like it does for all the others. And then you live more for fighting then your father did at your age. The others may still live for fighting but they are more dependant on everyone else. It's a human thing." Vegeta explained. Eli nodded and looked down thoughtfully. Vegeta adjusted himself into a more comfortable position.

"So you think that you are a 'freak' because of how different you are, yes? Well I see you being three species as an asset. You have inherited the best of three worlds. You have the saiyan strength and durability, the human intelligence and adaptability and then you have the speed and senses of a Kalroo hunter. All three together makes an incredible warrior."

Eli looked down at the floor as he contemplated this.

"So you're saying that I shouldn't be seeing my being different as a bad thing but as an advantage?" he asked slowly. Vegeta replied only in a curt nod.

"Thanks grandpa."

Vegeta got up, smirking lightly.

"You're welcome. Besides, if anyone does have the nerve to call you a freak because of your heritage then they deserve to be blasted…although we'd both never hear the end of it if you follow that advice." Both saiyans began to laugh at the joke - although Vegeta mainly smirked more – before they resumed their spar.

It was late in the evening and over the mountains by south city, a pair of twins flew through the air.

One was a boy with black hair spiked out in all directions, making him look a lot like his grandfather only with grey eyes. His sister had equally black hair with a spiky fringe that managed to mimic her brother's hairstyle. The rest of her hair ended in spikes at her shoulders.

These were the youngest grandchildren of Son Goku and the children of Son Goten. Their small family had moved to Satan city a few years ago but at the moment they were supposed to be having a quick visit with their grandparents.

"Come on Chico! We're going to be late and you know mum and grandma aren't going to be happy if we're late for the family dinner thing." The boy pleaded.

"Calm down Goro, we're not going to be late. Besides, I'm not done looking around yet." Chico replied.

"We're flying really high above everything! What are you going to see from up here?" Goro asked, groaning slightly. Chico smirked as she looked over her shoulder.

"Places to explore later on, that's what. Besides, I don't need you around to look after me. You can go home if you really want to."

Goro frowned at her and then gave an exasperated sigh.

"Fine but don't get mad at me when you're the only one in trouble." He declared and then took off in the opposite direction. Chico watched him go before shrugging and heading towards the city. Not long afterwards and she spotted a dark figure way out in the distance. She grinned when she recognised the ki signature.

Eli was panicking all over again. He had stayed too long in his grandfather's GR and was now very late. He was too busy worrying what his mother would do to him that he didn't notice a certain quarter-saiyan above him.

"Mum is so gonna kill me…" Eli muttered before something heavy landed on his back, making him sink. Eli let out a loud cry before giggling made it's way to his ear.

"Chico!" he yelled, annoyed now as he stopped. The girl slipped off of his back and floated round to look at his face.

"Hello to you too." She chirped. Eli looked uneasily towards the city and then back at her. His family had also moved to Satan city a few years ago – partly for more room and partly so that Eli could be closer to his friends.

"Not that I'm not glad to see you but why are you out here? Kinda far from home isn't it?" he asked.

"I could ask you the same thing. But since you asked first we're at grandpa Goku's place tonight for a family dinner thing."

"Ah…so you've already spoken to Fry then…?" Eli asked her. She nodded.

"Uh-huh. Anything you want to talk about?" she asked. Eli blushed lightly.

"Not exactly…I already spoke to grandpa." He replied. Chico watched him carefully and then lent in close.

"You sure? You've been kinda distant lately…" she pointed out.

"Well I've had a lot on my mind."

"…Like?" she asked.

"Like how different I am from everyone else. It's kinda silly really." He replied.

"How are you different? You don't look it." Chico said, earning a confused look from Eli. She then sighed and took his hand, inspecting it carefully as she moved up his arm. Eli started to feel uncomfortable as a blush formed on his face. Chico continued to inspect his arm, muttering as she went, and when she got to his side, Eli ducked away as she touched a ticklish spot. Chico just grinned at him.

"Well I could find nothing weird, freakish or abnormal." She announced. Eli raised a brow and let his tail slip away from his waist.

"You sure?" he asked. Chico laughed and let her tail down as well.

"All saiyans have these. Well everyone except your aunt at least. Tails aren't abnormal or anything else I said."

Eli laughed as well and then nodded.

"True. So how come you can make me feel all better so quickly?" he asked. Chico shrugged.

"'Cause I'm special?" she replied before noticing his watch. She grabbed his wrist and stared at it in horror.

"Oh no, I am so late! Grandma Chichi is gonna give me the pan for sure…" she cried.

"Well I can teleport you over if you want." Eli offered but Chico shook her head.

"Nah, it's ok. You're late enough as it is and I don't want to be a burden. See you tomorrow!" she said before taking off towards her grandparents' house, transforming into a gold blur before racing off into the distance. Eli stared after her for a few moments before shaking his head and turning to the direction of his own home. But before he took off, he noticed some movement below him. For a moment he thought it was some woodland creature but then he saw it was a girl.

Weird…he thought before descending down to where he could see her. She was covered in shadow, hiding most of her body from him. The most he could make out was a pale nightgown.

"Hey, its ok. Are you lost?" Eli asked once he had touched down. The little girl backed away from him. Eli raised a brow but didn't make any other move.

"I won't hurt you." He said softly. The girl then slowly stepped forward so that she was clearly in the light. Eli gasped.

Whatever the girl was, she wasn't human. She may have been at some point but not anymore. Metal and wires covered key parts of her body. Half of her face was plated with some sort of metal that was covered by her blonde hair. A bionic eye dilated to focus on Eli properly.

"Wha-what are you?" he asked and the little girl shrugged before looking up. Eli did the same and the sight of five more cybernetic beings met his eyes. The leader – a Man with all but a third of his face covered in wires and metal – looked down at the girl.

"Return to the hive." He ordered in a cracked voice. The little girl nodded but then pointed at Eli.

"He has a high ki level." She said. The other beings nodded and then moved to surround the saiyan child.

"You shall come with us." The leader stated. Eli sunk instinctively into a defensive stance.

"And what if I refuse?" he asked. Each of the beings glanced at each other before they all charged forward. Eli gasped before ducking one blow and attempting to flip over the creatures behind him. One grabbed his ankle and slammed him into the ground before another slammed their foot into him. Eli cried out in pain before powering up and using his aura to push his attackers away, albeit momentarily. He had enough time to jump to his feet but the beings began to attack again. Eli ducked under a punch and jumped over a sweeping kick before throwing a spin kick, hitting three of his attackers away. The remaining two cyborgs grabbed his arms and Eli tried to fight free. He couldn't get a good read on these creature's power levels but he could still tell that they were strong. He wouldn't be able to take them all in this form.

A third cyborg grabbed his leg and a forth held on tightly to the other. Eli tried to free himself by thrashing but stopped as the leader stepped forward. The cyborg powered up in a gust of invisible power before he charged forward and planted a knee into the young boy's gut. The knee came again and again and soon Eli was fighting to stay conscious through the pain. A swift chop came and impacted his neck and all went black for the young prince.

A/n: there, another chapter done. I apologise if it was a little OC heavy but I wanted to try and introduce them properly as well as show what's been going on for the past 13 years. It also kinda centres round Eli but oh well. There will be more on everyone else next chapter. Hopefully that'll go up next sat…