Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Requiem for Vegeta-sei ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. I do claim any original characters that may or may not appear herein.

A/N: Trunks is 16 and Goten is 15, you can figure out ages and time periods from there. If not, ask me.

And without further ado, I present to you, Chapter One.

Watching the people walking down the crowded streets, she was glad that her parents had been abnormally small for their race. She was just slightly shorter than most of the men she saw. At least on this planet I won't have to disguise myself that much. I could actually blend in quite easily.

She ran a hand through her short, black hair. She was glad it was finally growing back. She had recently come of age so she had been shaved as a sign of the passage from childhood into being a warrior. The males of her race did not have to make the sacrifice, it was assumed that they would be warriors; only the girls who were strong enough were even permitted to train and attempt the rites. That had been what she had been told, but things were different now. Everyone was trained, even the weak ones, the one's not worthy of the chance.

Her scouter's beeping brought her out of her thoughts. She fished it out of the pocket of her long coat. From the looks of things, the elevated power levels were close. She figured it would not be who she had been sent to find since he was supposedly dead, long dead.

Her trail had led her to an asteroid field that used to be a planet. Rumor had it; a Super Saiyan had destroyed it. She had just laughed at that, Super Saiyan was just an old legend told to children to make them train harder. Rumor also had it that some of the people who were last on that planet, were now here. All she had to do was find them, confirm the death and she could go home. And since she had heard that they had been warriors, she was searching for the highest power levels on the planet. This was considerably harder than it should have been. No one seemed to have any power level to speak of. It was all a little too strange.

She turned the corner and found what caused her scouter to beep and she frowned. The only people there were two teenaged boys loading bags into a hover car. They were definitely too young to have been there. The one kind looked like her kind if he had not been smiling like an idiot. His wild, black hair was right but he had no tail. The other was definitely human. Even though she only saw him from behind, his purple hair gave him away.

She watched as the boys finished loading the car and drove off. She then looked at her scouter; another power level was in the same direction the boys were headed. She walked to the edge of the city, giving them enough time to get ahead of her and then took off. She laughed at the thought of following some of the strongest power levels on the planet; that were only slightly higher than the general population. She would have to be careful in case they had some sort of scanner. She would have been picked up instantly with a power level about ten thousand. She did not want to be discovered. Her race was not known for stealth, but desperate times made one try to learn new things.

"Dude, you feel that?" Goten ask turning to his best friend in the driver's seat.

"Someone with a high power level is following us," Trunks said confirming the boy's suspicion. "Well, not that high…"

"I don't recognize the ki though. I wonder who it is. You make any one made lately Trunks?"

"Funny," he responded dryly. "Now seriously, what should we do?"

"Probably just keep going towards my house," Goten said while trying to look in the rear view mirror to see if their follower could be seen.

"Who ever it is could be following our ki or be headed towards your dad's ki."

"Or Gohan, he took Bra and Pan fishing today near my house. Why he would want to torture himself by taking two preschoolers fishing is beyond me," Goten added. "Anyways if we get to fight them there's nothing there to get destroyed."

"Except your house, stupid."

"Oh, yeah, forgot about that," the youngest Son laughed. "We'll just have to be careful. I could probably take them without even going super saiyan."

"Want to make a bet? I don't think you can do it," Trunks challenged.

"I think I can. Same wager as always?"

"You know it. I win I get the tape. You win, you get it."

"Sounds fair enough, Trunks my man. I'll like getting it back from you. You've had it way too long."

"Deal," they said in unison as they shook hands. They drove on in silence for a few minutes as each thought about what would happen when they got near the Son residence.

"Hey, Trunks, I wonder if Master Roshi has figured out that he's missing a video yet?"

A/N: I am sorry for any of ya'll that know me IRL and think this sounds familiar. Yes I know, Trunks and Goten sound just like my twin bro and his best friend. I couldn't resist doing that scene. I have actually witnessed a similar wager take place.