Chapter 3

A helicopter carrying the time machine landed in front of Capsule Corp., slowly lowering the machine to the ground. Bulma, Dr. Briefs and Trunks waited as it was being lowered.

"Hmm so this is the contraption." Said Dr.Briefs, as he studied the machine.

"Yes, I think its out of fuel." Said Trunks as the machine was unloaded. He began to sweat as Bulma and Dr. Briefs inspected it. He knew he'd have to tell them what it was sooner or later…and probably sooner.

"How completely odd. It has our logo all over it, but I don't recollect ever having produced such a machine." Said Dr. Briefs.

"Um well…" Trunks hesitated.

"And look in here," added Bulma, inspecting the inside." What do all these numbers on the dash board mean?"

Trunks sighed. He knew he'd have to tell them now. It was the only way he could ever expect any help from them. His mind raced.

I know I shouldn't…it will create a new reality…but, what difference could just staying here for days make?

"Okay…I am from the future. I am from the future…and this…this is a time machine." Said Trunks.

"A what?" Bulma exclaimed, as Dr. Briefs looked up with a quizzical expression on his face.

"Yes, it's a time machine. One that you, Bulma, will invent in the distant future.'' Trunks continued.

Bulma stared at Trunks blankly at Trunks for a second, before busting out in laughter. "A time machine! You must be joking! Did you hear that dad?"

"I'm serious!" Trunks said loudly and firmly. Bulma's laughter ended abruptly.

"So, you really expect me to believe that?" Bulma asked.

"Well… no I guess not. It's the truth, but…I guess I don't blame you for not believing me." Said Trunks, looking down.

Bulma was silent for a moment, contemplating what he just said. "Okay, future boy. If you're from the future, prove it!"

"Prove it?" repeated Trunks, as his eyes widened." How am I supposed to do that?"

"Easy. Tell me something that's going to happen before it does." Said Bulma simply.

"Um…well, like what?" Trunks asked.

"Don't play stupid with me. Just tell me something." Bulma crossed her arms and grinned.

Trunks thought for a moment. He didn't want to reveal too much about the future to her. So, he decided to pick something she already knew was going to happen, though very few people did. ""Okay then, in about a month the Earth is going to be attacked by two aliens. And the one you call Goku will be brought back from the dead."

Bulma's jaw dropped. "WHA? But…but how do you know that?"

"Because I'm from the future, that's how." Trunks said with a smirk.

"Who wins! Do any of my friends get killed! Tell me everything!" Bulma yelled.

"Oh so now you believe me huh? Well, sorry I can't tell you. Its not good for someone to know too much about their future." Said Trunks.

"Why not? GAH JUST TELL ME!" Bulma ran up to Trunks and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him.

Trunks sighed. "Now look, it will all turn out fine in the end. Just don't worry yourself over it okay?"

Then Dr. Briefs spoke up. "Well whatever this contraption may be, it seems it uses a complex plutonium alloy fuel, one very hard to come by. And well…its still in its early stages of development to tell you the truth. Only a handful of scientists have even attempted to experiment with it."

Trunks looked over Bulma's shoulder. "So, does that mean I'm stuck here until you like, invent some?"

Dr. Briefs sighed, "Well. I'm afraid so. But unfortunately, I myself don't yet have the proper technological equipment to produce this fuel."

"Well is there anyone who does?" asked Trunks.

"Well, I do believe there is one scientist who has experimented with this type of fuel. Though he's not exactly the friendly sort. I forgethis name…Bulma will you fetch me one of my scientific magazines?"

"Sure dad." Bulma replied and went into the house. She came out moments later with a magazine which she handed to Dr. Briefs. He flipped though the pages.

"Ah yes, this is the man." Dr.Briefs said, stopping on a page. He handed it to Trunks, and when he saw the picture on the page, he froze. His eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and he dropped the magazine.

The picture was of Dr.Gero.