Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Anything's Possible ❯ Questions Answered and Introductions Made ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter 3

Goku and Bulma stared at Jen in shock, while Vegeta grew more serious, though also a little puzzled. Finally it was the strongest being in the universe, who broke the silence.

"But how could you NOT know that you were a saiyan?" Goku asked. Simultaneously, the three turned their heads and gave him incredulous looks. The saiyan warrior seemed confused for a moment, until he suddenly realized. He chuckled and sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.

"Never mind."

Bulma sighed and turned back to the other saiyan, who was sitting on the floor in front of her. "Well, you seem to know about us, but we don't even know your name," she pointed out. The girl looked up.

"Oh, right! Sorry! My name's Jennifer, though I prefer Jen," she answered.

"Okay, next question. What do you mean that we're characters in a television show? Better yet! What do you mean by YOUR dimension?!" the blue haired woman all but shrieked.

"By exactly the way it sounds. In my dimension, you and everyone else are characters in a very popular anime called Dragon Ball Z. Its about all your battles and adventures. That's how I know all about you guys," she answered calmly, still not bothering to try and stand up yet, even though it made her a little nervous having the Prince of all Saiyans looming threateningly over her.

"So then you know about the androids that will be arriving in less than two years?" he asked, clearly still not believing her.

"Yes," the adolescent saiyan told him, her demeanor booking no argument that she was dead serious. Also it appeared that she was somehow relieved by what he had said.

'Well,' she thought, 'at least now I know which timeline I'm in.' And now she knew how much information she could give, without worrying about revealing the future, or having Vegeta beat the living crap out of her for thinking she was lying. 'So they know about the androids. Whew! That means I'm not in Mirai Trunks' timeline.'

She nearly physically shuddered at that thought. She hadn't been able to determine which timeline she was in, even though she knew the era. Obviously it was after Goku's return to Earth, but judging from Bulma's long hair (don't you love how you can tell at what point in the story they're at, just by seeing Bulma's hairstyle? Anyway continue…) it was also before Trunks' birth and the Androids attack. Meaning she could have been in either timeline!

"So Jen, you're saying that you HAVE been living on Earth, just in some different dimension?" Bulma continued to question, bringing her back to the present. Jen simply nodded. "Okay, well how did you get here then? I don't think you can use a time machine to travel to different dimensions. Of course that boy from the future sort of did, but then again he just came back in time a few years. And from what you're telling us though, your dimension is completely different from ours! But still even if you did use a time machine, why were you so injured and unconscious in a river?"

"Huh? Is that how you found me?" Jen asked, not answering the questions.

"Yeah! Gohan and Krillin found you when they went down to the river to fish during our picnic this afternoon. You were so injured that we had to bring you here and put you in the regeneration tank, since this year's sensu beans aren't ripe yet," Goku told her.

"So what happened to you to make you so hurt?" Bulma asked again.

Jen blinked and had to think for a moment before she could remember. "I was sleeping on a hill when a big storm blew over and I was struck by lightning, then I woke up here," she explained. Even Vegeta looked surprised this time.

"Y..yu..you were hit by lightning?! MAN! No wonder you were in such terrible shape!" Goku exclaimed. "That's incredible that you even survived since I'm not sensing much ki coming from you. Unless your hiding it of course."
Jen got kind of an indignant look on her face. "No I'm not hiding my ki. I can't, since I don't really know how to fight."
"ALL saiyans know how to fight, its just a matter of how properly," Vegeta growled, bending down until his nose was only inches from Jen's, and glaring at her.
Jen glared back. It must have been her saiyan instincts that she was suddenly aware of, because she slowly climbed to her feet, unwilling to feel inferior and threatened anymore. Quickly Bulma backed away until she was beside her oldest friend, Goku, and watched nervously as the two saiyans continued to stare each other down. Jen swayed unsteadily for a few moments, but stubbornly kept her balance. She didn't know what had come over her. She just knew she couldn't allow herself to be walked over without a fight, even if the one doing the walking was the second strongest being in the universe!

They continued to glare at each other for another minute until suddenly Vegeta smirked. "Maybe you are a saiyan, even if you do have those ridiculously colored eyes," he sneered. Bulma and Goku immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They weren't sure what they had expected to happen, but it sure wasn't that! Meanwhile Jen just stood there a little confused. She wasn't sure what had just happened, but apparently she had passed some kind of test in Vegeta's eyes.... No wonder everyone finds Vegeta hard to deal with!

"Well," the Prince of Saiyans continued, still smirking. "Since you've somehow managed to survive being struck by lightning, if your telling the truth, with your meager ki and have managed to stand up without falling right back down flat on your ass, I guess that means that SOMEWHERE there must be the tiniest molecule of potential in you. And I'll personally take it upon myself to bring it out." Everyone stared at him with more shock than they had at anything else in the last eventful twelve hours.

"Does that mean that you're going to be training her how to fight, Vegeta?" Bulma asked him, still not believing her ears.

"Are you deaf, woman? I will not allow a saiyan to go on untrained, and Kakkarot is too busy training his brat, and I'm definitely not leaving her to those other weaklings, so I'll do it; even if she'll be interfering with my own training," he grumbled. Everyone was speechless.

Jen just stood there, taking in what he was saying. "Uh.. Thank you, Vegeta."

The Saiyan Prince looked at her, then turned on his heel and headed towards the infirmary door.

"Come on! We've wasted enough time in here. And I want those weaklings to hurry up and leave, so they'll stop hovering around here like a Yrehmet outside a Deqxoon's hole," he said.

Goku, Bulma, and an unsteady Jen started to follow, when they stopped and looked at each other. "A WHAT?!" they all shouted simultaneously, but Vegeta was already gone.

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Meanwhile, back in Capsule Corp's living room, the rest of the Z gang was lounging about. Everyone (Krillin, Yamcha, Gohan, Tien, Choatzu, Master Roshi, Oolong, and even Piccolo, though he trying to pretend that he was meditating) were laying around, watching a sumo wrestling match on the television. Just to make things more interesting they had begun to also place bets.

"Alright! Tushiro won! Now I don't owe you anything, Krillin! But where's my new Swimsuit Edition, Roshi?" Yamcha asked with an evil grin. The old perverted man sniffed and handed over the porn magazine.

"Awww, you are so cruel! How can you force an old man to part with all those lovely *bathing suits*?" Master Roshi continued to pout.

"Get over it! Besides I know you have at least three more copies of this back at Kame House!" the human warrior said, eagerly flipping through the pages.

"Why do you guys want a magazine full of bathing suits anyway? It sounds pretty boring if you ask me. It's not like you can wear them or anything. Oh, or are you just looking to see which one you want buy, like what my mom did with all that study equipment (see Cyborg Frieza episodes)?" Gohan asked innocently. Instantly the room was filled with laughter. Krillin, Tien, Oolong, Master Roshi, and Yamcha were practically rolling on the floor, desperately gasping for air; even Piccolo chuckled heartily, still keeping his eyes closed. Gohan and Chaotzu just sat there staring at them confused.

"He's definitely Kakkarot's son!" came Vegeta's snickering voice suddenly. Immediately everyone froze and turned towards the door. There the Saiyan Prince stood with his arms crossed, still chuckling. Bulma and Goku came up behind him and curiously peeked over his shoulder.

"What's going on?" Goku asked.

"Uh, nothing," Yamcha gulped, hastily whipping the magazine behind his back and stuffing it down his pants as he stood up, along with the other warriors.

"So did that girl wake up yet, guys?" Krillin asked, taking a step towards the visible three.

"Yep! Everyone, meet Jen!" Bulma announced, pulling the surprised saiyan girl out of the hallway and into the living room. Everyone seemed surprised to see the girl finally awake, but they quickly recovered and swarmed around her, all talking at once.

"Hey, Jen! I'm Krillin! I'm glad to see that you're alright now!" the short, bald warrior said.

"Yeah! You had us all worried there for a while. By the way this little guy's name is Choatzu and mine's Tien," the tall, three eyed man said, also introducing the doll like being at his feet.

"Nice to meet you," Choatzu squeaked. Jen smiled and nodded to him.

"So are you really a saiyan? Or just a half saiyan like I am?" Gohan asked, forgetting to introduce himself.

"Yeah, I thought pure blooded saiyans could only have black eyes. Although those beautiful blues look great on you! By the way the name's Yamcha, mousserie" the scarred faced man said, lifting her hand and planting a kiss on it.

"Uh.. thanks. Its nice to meet you," Jen replied, quickly withdrawing her hand and giving him a strange look.

Master Roshi and Oolong were also preparing to 'introduce' themselves to the pretty, female saiyan, when Bulma recognized the hentai-ish grins on the perverts' faces and promptly pulled the swamped, teenage girl back towards her. "Woah! Take it easy! Actually Jen already knows who everyone is," the blue-haired woman said with a grin, eagerly awaiting her friends reactions.

"WHAT?!?!" they all cried in unison, even Piccolo, staring at first her, then Jen in disbelief. Continuing to grin, Bulma proceeded to recount everything that had been revealed back in the infirmary. By the time she was done, the surprised group, consisting for the most part of unbelievably powerful warriors was now also looking skeptical.

"So let me get this straight," Yamcha said, "your saying that Jen here is from some different dimension?"

"Where we're all cartoon characters?" Gohan asked.

"And you didn't know that you're a saiyan? Like Goku?" questioned Krillin. Jen nodded.

"Yes," she answered, her tail beginning to swish back and forth a little in irritation. Even though she was as astounded as everyone else about her sudden appearance in an alternate universe, she was getting a little tired of all the questions.

"And you got here by being struck by lightning while you were sleeping on a hill. What were you doing taking a nap on a hill during a thunderstorm anyway? Why didn't you go into your house or something?" Tien asked. The swishing became more furious at the implication at the lack of her common sense.

"I wasn't sleeping out there WHILE it was storming! I woke up right before it started to rain. And I was heading to my cave when I was struck," Jen parried.

"You were living in a cave? Why? Didn't you have a house? Where were your parents?" Oolong queried. Everyone looked at her expectantly.

Instantly the teenage girl saddened visibly. Her tail drooped until it nearly brushed the ground, the tip curled up slightly so that it wouldn't. She looked at the floor for a moment before she answered. "My adoptive parents died in a car crash a week ago. And I was living in a cave, because the authorities were looking for me, so they could turn me back over to social services."

An uncomfortable silence filled the room for several, long minutes. It was Bulma who at last broke it.

"Well, since you're adopted, I guess that makes it very possible that you are a saiyan. Right, Vegeta?" she asked her mate, trying to change to a slightly lighter subject. The Saiyan no Ouji nodded.

"Yes. Most female saiyans abandon their offspring at young ages, and also nearly every infant, except those of the highest rank, were sent off world. Like Kakkarot." Vegeta told them, not exactly achieving the effect Bulma had wished for.

"But that doesn't explain how she wound up in a totally different dimension, where Saiyans supposedly don't exist," Piccolo pointed out, speaking up for the first time. The Saiyan Prince didn't have an answer to that. Nobody said anything for another few minutes, while everyone took everything in. Suddenly the silence was abruptly cut short by a loud grumbling sound. Everyone looked over at Jen, who was blushing fiercely.

"Well I guess that proves she is a saiyan!" Yamcha laughed. Everyone joined in, until another, even louder rumble sounded, immediately followed by another slightly softer one. Goku stood there looking a little sheepish and now Vegeta also had a light blush across his cheeks. Everyone laughed again.

"Okay. okay! I guess you three need dinner and I'm sure Jen here would like a nice, warm bath and a comfortable bed, so the rest of you, shoo! We'll see you soon, and if not definitely in less than two years, when you all meet the androids, so bye!" Bulma said, ushering the warriors toward the front door.

They all quickly added in their own good-byes, before they took off, heading back to their various training grounds. Goku and Gohan stayed, since Chi-Chi was sick with the flu and there was no one to cook them dinner back home. (Actually I just think she's an ornery bitch and didn't feel like adding her into this chapter, just so she can rant and rave about how Gohan isn't studying every second of every single day!) While they and Vegeta waited, Bulma and Jen went to go find the saiyan teen a bedroom. They traveled up a flight of stairs and through several hallways before the blue haired genius finally stopped in front of a door. She opened it and stepped through, Jen following.

Inside it was a large, simple, yet elegant bedroom. There was a double bed with a night stand and lamp and a chair beside it. Also there was a large dresser facing the foot of the bed on the opposite side of the room with a door on either side of it. As Jen looked around, she discovered that the closest one was a small walk-in closet and the farthest one led into a nice, full bathroom. There was a pair of French doors with sheer, white curtains that allowed plenty of sunshine in on the far wall. These doors led to a small rectangular balcony that over looked the court yard and the Gravity Room and also provided a beautiful view of the rest of the city. Jen was impressed.

"I take it you like my old bedroom," Bulma said coming out to join the adolescent saiyan on the balcony.

"This was your room?" Jen asked her, surprised. The blue haired woman smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, it was up until Vegeta and I got together. Then we moved into a larger one," Bulma explained. Jen nodded.

Not long after, Bulma left Jen to shower and gave her some of her old clothes to wear, until they could get some of her own. Quickly Jen stripped out of her soggy, burnt clothes and threw them away, since they were beyond repair, then stepped into the shower.

Jen indulged in the feeling of the warm water pouring over her. It felt like it had been forever since she'd had a nice bath. The water seemed to rinse her mind clear of the confusing jumble of thoughts in it, caused by the recent life altering events that had occurred in her life. It was hard to believe that little more than a week ago, she had been living a completely normal life. And now she was in the realm of her favorite television show and she was actually a member of an almost extinct, alien, warrior race. Not that she minded or anything, it was just mind boggling.

Reluctantly, she climbed out of the tub and dressed in a large, old t-shirt that supported the Capsule Corp. insignia and a pair of navy, soccer shorts, only after cutting a hole in them for her newly grown tail. Finally she combed her fingers through her thick, black hair which ran down to the middle of her back. Satisfied with her appearance, the teenage saiyan girl exited her new bedroom to begin her search for the kitchen.

When at last she finally found it, Jen discovered that Goku, Gohan, and Vegeta had long since finished their meal and had left to go spar. Luckily Bulma had managed to save plenty for her though. The female saiyan eagerly dug into the meal left for her. She ate heartily, surprising even herself at the amount she consumed. She had always eaten more than normal people, though she had tried to subdue the habit, so she wouldn't seem weird or gross people out. But since she now had a good reason, Jen didn't bother holding back and ate until everything was gone.

Fully content, Jen managed to find her way back to her room. Tiredly she slipped under the covers and watched drowsily as the last rays of the sun shone through the sheer curtains, wondering what tomorrow would bring. By the time night had fully set in, the saiyan girl was already in a deep slumber.

To Be Continued…..

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Next Time: Jen's training begins!

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