Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Eternal Treasure of Planet Vegeta ❯ Flee To The Future ( Chapter 1 )

Okay, this is one of the best fic's I've written, so PLEASE read it. It's a bit slow at the start, but it get better by the 3rd chap. Please review, and if you must flame, give some constructive criticism as well. Luv all!

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or GT. All the characters in this story are the intellectual property of Akira Toriyama and are copyright to Funimationâ"¢. But the characters: Nikki Miyo, Asunita, Makota, Kaji, Mr and Mrs Miyo, Terra Brief and Valley Brief are MINE!

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Trunks sat on the front steps leading up to the entrance of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, waiting for his father to emerge. Vegeta had not come out with Trunks. He had chosen to stay and continue training. Trunks wondered whether Vegeta had guessed that Trunks had surpassed him in strength.

No, that can't be it, thought Trunks. Vegeta had been so much nicer to him lately. If he had suspected something he would have been abusing his son. Trunks admitted to himself that when he saw Vegeta, he was a little afraid of him. Although Vegeta was short, he had something about him that made Trunks feel inferior.

"Gee, Vegeta better hurry up!", said Goku. "I mean, by the time he gets out, Cell would have destroyed half the country!"

"I'm sure he'll be out soon", said Trunks in a useless attempt to defend his father. He knew that everyone around had a dislike for the overbearing Prince. Trunks himself didn't like him much, but he had gone too long without a father not to care about the one he had.

He smiled as he remembered his mother's words before he had come to the future.

`Your father, Trunks? Well, he was a very proud man. You know, to his dying day, he never told me he cared about me. But I didn't need words, I could tell.'

I wish I had your perception, Mom, thought Trunks. Maybe I could be able to tell if Dad loved me too.

"Hey! Hey guys!", said a familiar voice. A small Capsule Corp. jet appeared in the sky. Bulma's voice chimed out into the sky. She landed neatly on the front platform and hopped out. Baby Trunks was cuddled up in her arms.

"Hey Bulma! What are you doing here?", asked Krillin. Trunks stood up quickly. Bulma looked past Krillin, and her eyes began to water.

She walked up to Trunks and slowly touched his face.

"My baby", she said.

"Mom", said Trunks softly. There was a moment's silence as a young Bulma stared into her son's face.

Bulma broke the silence by laughing.

"Well, at least I know you'll grow up to be tall and handsome! I was so afraid you'd come out looking like your father. Two Vegeta's! Yuck!"

"Did someone say my name?" The Prince of Saiyans walked out of the Chamber. His clothes were tattered to shreds, and he was trying to hide a slight limp. "What do you want, woman? What are you doing here?"

"I came here to wish you guys' good luck, but obviously you think you don't need it!"

"Damn right!" said Vegeta proudly. "I have no need for luck anymore! I can beat Cell into oblivion!"

"You're still the same modest guy!" said Bulma. "Why can't you get a life?"

"Mind your own business, onna!" said Vegeta. "You're the one that has no life. All you do is stay cooped up in that lab, typing on your computer!"

"That's because you keep breaking stuff so I have to repair it! Why can't you be more careful?"

"Why can't you shut up more?" asked Vegeta. "All you ever do is talk to me when I'm not listening. And to Kakarott's mate on the phone! What do you talk about anyway?"

"None of your business! Why are you always so rude?"

"I have class! You are just a rich brat that doesn't know what's good for her!"

"And I suppose you do, oh great one?"

"For starters, you should stop going on diets and start eating real food. `Liquid Protein' is not a meal! And start exercising so your arms don't look like sticks!"

"If I exercise like you I'll look like the Incredible Hulk!"

"You said last week he should have been called the Incredible Hunk!", said Vegeta.

"Oh shut up, you big ape! You wouldn't know anything about beauty!"

"Obviously not, after mating with a hag like you!"

"WHAT!?" Bulma's cheeks turned red in anger. "Just say that again, monkey boy! I dare you!"

"What are you going to do?" said Vegeta mockingly. "You're just a weak onna! Are you going to cry me to death?"

Bulma thought about it. There was no way she could match him in strength. Although they were the same height, Vegeta was much more built and muscly. Bulma was pretty frail.

"I won't cook for you anymore, and neither will my mother! You'll have to make your own food!" It was a significant and effective threat. Bulma knew Vegeta couldn't cook to save his life. Vegeta narrowed his eyes and said no more.

"Can I get you anything, Ms. Briefs?" asked the ever-polite Mr. Popo.

"No thanks", said Bulma. "I'm fine. But you both look terrible!" She looked at Trunks and Vegeta.

"Heh heh!", said Trunks sheepishly, plucking at his torn jacket and singlet.

"I know how to solve that problem!", said Bulma. Holding the baby in one hand, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a capsule. Hitting the release button, she threw it onto the floor, where it opened to reveal a crate with several different compartments.

"New suits!" she said cheerfully. "These ones are even better than Vegeta's Saiyan armour, and lighter too! I tried to copy the design as much as I could."

Trunks opened one of the compartments and pulled out a blue suit with white boots and gloves, and a white and gold lining chest guard.

"I made them blue, white and gold because they're royal colours on Vegetasei, right?" said Bulma.

"How did you know that?" asked Vegeta.

"You told me", she replied. "You said you had special blue and gold armour to wear to special occasions because you were the prince!"

"So why did you make them royal colours?"

She shrugged. "I guessed that a Super Saiyan would look pretty good in those colours. I just hope the colour of your hair doesn't clash with the gold!"

"Stupid woman", muttered Vegeta as he went over to open another compartment. Goku and Gohan did the same.

"I made armour for all of you", said Bulma. Piccolo, Tien and Krillin hadn't moved.

"I am not a Saiyan!" said Piccolo proudly. "I wear Namekian armour!"

"I'm not wearing anything Vegeta wears!" said Tien.

"I'm so offended", said Vegeta sarcastically, pulling up his gloves.

"Vegeta, you - who's that?" Bulma stopped in mid sentence as the humming of an engine was heard. A split second later, a aircraft appeared.

"What kind of plane is that?", asked Goku. Trunks peered at it.

"It a Capsule Corp plane!" he said. "Hey, wait! I know what it is! It's the new model of the Time Capsule! But that's not ready yet! How did it get here?"

"It's coming here! It's going to land!" The pod shaped plane hovered over the Lookout for a while before landing neatly on the front area of the Lookout and stopping next to Bulma's plane.

"Who's the pilot?" The capsule door opened with a hiss. Inside was a short person wearing a helmet. She got out and pulled it off.

"Hi!" she said cheerfully. "My name's Nikki! Do you know the way to a place called the Kame House?"

There was a silence as the group stared at the short girl who was asking for directions to Master Roshi's house. Piccolo regarded her wearily. She looked innocent enough, but for all they knew she could be a new android from the future.

The girl looked at the group as well, a smiled transfixed on her face. She looked around; she hadn't seen these - wait!

"Trunks!", she said,a look of real happiness and relief coming onto her face. She smiled at the lavender haired boy who was trying to keep his head down.

"Hi Nikki", he said nervously. "What are you doing here?"

"How you know Trunks?" asked Bulma. "You're from the future?"

"Yup! I'm from the same timeline as Trunks came from, just slightly in the future. Hey Trunks, as soon as Bulma got this new Capsule built she wanted to test it, and I volunteered to do it!"

"What are you doing here then?" asked Trunks. "If it's just a test you wouldn't have to fly it around like this!"

"I know…" Nikki hesitated. "I -I was going back, but then I got this from Bulma." She held out a piece of paper. Trunks took it. It was a fax, written quickly.

Nikki,

Stay in the future! Please find Trunks; start looking at Kame House. You'll be safe there. Do not come back to the future unless you have Trunks with you. You will not survive!

Please tell everyone that a creature called Cell is causing havoc around the world. He killed Chi Chi and sucked up her energy. He can do that! I am hiding. If you don't find Trunks don't EVER come back. Make sure he is as powerful as possible; Cell is a formidable opponent.

Send everyone my love. Tell Vegeta….

The letter wasn't finished. It trailed of like she had been in a hurry. Trunks read it twice before looking up. Vegeta's sharp eyesight had also read the contents of the message.

"Chi Chi's dead in the future", he announced. Goku and Gohan looked shocked.

"Dead?!" said Gohan. "No, she can't be! Mummy!" He started to cry.

"Are you Gohan?" asked Nikki. Gohan nodded, wiping his eyes.

"Do you know me?"

"Yes", she said. "Well, I did. You're kind of, dead, in the future."

Trunks looked up at the sky.

"Mom's in danger in the future. She didn't get to finish the letter, which means she was interrupted. She knows I'm strong, but obviously the Cell in the future is more powerful than the Cell here. She said not to come back if you couldn't find me."

"Well I did", said Nikki. "So can we go back now?"

"No", said Trunks. "First tell me how you even managed to come this far without collapsing. That Capsule is heavy intensity, and you're not!"

"Gee, thanks!" said Nikki. "It's the helmet it was wearing. It makes the computers think I am heavy intensity. That machine thinks I'm you!"

"Genius", breathed Bulma. Nikki turned around.

"Do I know you?" she asked.

"Well, yes", said Bulma. "I'm Bulma Brief from the past!"

"Oh, wow!" Nikki smiled. "Thank you so much for taking care of me Bulma! I don't know how I would have survived without you!"

"What do you mean?" asked Trunks. "Mom didn't do anything for you."

"She did more than you'll ever know", replied Nikki. The smile was fading off her face.

"What are you planning to do here, exactly?" asked Vegeta. "I want to fight this Cell, and no one is going to stop me!"

"You are Vegeta", said Nikki, smiling. "Bulma told me many stories about your adventures. Yes, I'm sure you will have your fight with Cell, but I need to get to this Kame House! Do you know the way?"

"Yes, I do!" said Krillin. "I live there. My name is Krillin. I can take you there if you like."

"Thank you!" said Nikki. She turned to Trunks. "Don't you think you should come too?"

"I might as well", said Trunks. "Cell is around those islands anyway!" He turned to his mother. "Mom, can I go?"

"Sure dear", said Bulma. "Just take care!" Trunks nodded, and his feet lifted off the ground. Nikki got into her Capsule and put on the helmet.

"Welcome Trunks Brief!" said an electronic voice, as she strapped herself in.

Trunks and Krillin flew up. Nikki waved at the small party, then took off, flying after the two men.

"I don't think we should trust her", said Piccolo. "She could be an android."

"She's too small", said Bulma.

"Yeah Piccolo", said Goku. "She's just a girl! What harm could she do?" Piccolo narrowed his eyes at the Capsule disappearing in the sky.

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Trunks flew easily alongside the Capsule. He was frowning with thought. Nikki, the girl in the Capsule, was from the future. She had known Trunks since they were ten. They were in English and History together at school.

He hadn't noticed at first, but Nikki had started hanging around a lot more than she had been. She would say hello, and ask him where he was going and what he was doing after school. All his friends thought she had a crush on him. Trunks had begun to try and avoid her, but then she started to turn up at home.

Bulma really liked her. Nikki was smart and pretty, and Bulma warmed to people like that. Nikki would often stay for dinner. She would pay special attention to every word Trunks said, and Trunks became annoyed with her. He asked his mother to stop inviting her over, but for some strange reason Bulma got very angry and sent Trunks to his room.

"She's a very nice girl!" she had said. "I can't understand why you don't like her!"

Maybe Bulma had wanted her for some work. Trunks had always thought Nikki was good in studies, but pretty much an air headed bimbo. He glanced sideways at her now. She was frowning slightly out of concentration. Trunks wondered whether maybe he'd underestimated her.