Still visibly confused about meeting Piccolo, Trunks strolled through town. He couldn't quite explain it all. He had come here with a time machine and he had important and bad news: In his reality, i.e. in the future, the people on earth had been haunted by a terrible fate. So-called cyborgs, terrible fighting machines, had killed the people there, they simply destroyed everything they could get their hands on. Although Trunks was a supersajajin, he wasn't up to these monsters, he didn't have the slightest chance against them. To prevent the same drama from playing out in the future of this reality, Bulma, his mother, had built a time machine that allowed Trunks to travel back in time, about 20 years. In three years time the cyborgs would appear in this reality as well, and that was the reason he came here: He wanted to warn Group-Z and tell them to train to be up to the cyborgs.His reality was lost because Piccolo was dead too, including God, and therefore there were no more dragon balls that could be used to bring the fallen back to life. Suddenly an idea occurred to him and it seemed terribly logical: `` I must have traveled 20 years into the past with my time machine, but somehow I'm in a completely different reality! But how is that possible if no one else has ever traveled back in time, then there can only be at most two levels, if not maybe three. Yes!!! That's it! In the parallel reality of my future, my ego must also have made a journey through time, that would explain why there are several realities and why Piccolo is not a warrior, here he is simply a completely normal citizen! But that would be a disaster! If there is no group Z, then no one can destroy the cyborgs here either, then no one can change the fate of this world! I have to look for my mother, it is risky to confront her with my identity, but I have to ask her advice and maybe Vegeta is with her too, then this planet would still have hope!`Trunks pushed off and flew as fast as he could towards the Capsule Corporation.


After a quarter of an hour of flying time, he was finally there. He landed and ran to the huge building. `Thank God they are here too, that's something positive,` he thought, a little relieved. He pressed the intercom and asked for Bulma. "Are you a friend or acquaintance of Mrs. Briefs?" Asked a monotonous voice. "Um, yes, I'm an old friend of hers, I'm not sure if she can still remember me." "Yes, what's her name?" "My name is ...` what should I say, I am not born here at all, if I say my name now, I could mess things up, so think ... I've got it! `Son Goku. My name is Son Goku!" "Please wait a moment, I will make an appointment for you, Mr. Son Goku ... "" No ..., sorry, but I have to speak to her now, please, it is extremely important!"After a short pause, the voice finally gave its consent." All right, please come in. "Trunks took a deep breath. That was done, now he had to talk to Bulma quickly! He walked towards the door and was let in. The lobby looked a little like the one in the future." Have a seat, "offered the voice," Mrs. . Briefs will then come to you in a moment! "In the corner of the room there was a couch on which he sat down. After a few minutes a door finally opened quietly and Bulma walked up to him. She was wearing protective clothing and thick welding goggles." So you are Son Goku, aren't you ? The receptionist tells me that you really want to speak to me, "said Bulma." Did I hear that right? She doesn't seem to know Son Goku at all! That would be terrible! " Name Son Goku is unknown? "" I don't know what you're getting at, but that's true, I don't know any Son Goku, "his mother replied.'That is not true, it cannot be! Maybe you know him by the name Kakarott! `Trunks thought confused. "And do you know the name Kakarott?" "Let me think, ...` Say yes, say yes! `No, this is the first time I've heard that name!" Trunks stared at her. That was all worse than he had feared, first Piccolo and then Son Goku! Bulma took off her glasses and looked at him. Her mouth stayed open. "My goodness, I ... she ... but how is that possible?" She stammered and walked up to him. 'What's she got? `When she stood in front of him she said something he had never expected:" You look exactly like my son! "


"No, I am, ... I wanted to say", the words were missing, what was that supposed to mean? At that time he wasn't even born! The door opened again and a man with upright hair came into the room, he was at least as amazed as Bulma. It was Vegeta! And worst of all, he wasn't wearing his combat suit, but black pants, a white shirt and a tie!"Who are you and what do you want here?" He asked him, still a little confused. Trunks decided to come out. "I would like to speak to both of you, it is very important!" Said Trunks. "Well, I think you have to explain a few things to us," Bulma said carefully. “Please come with me!” They left the anteroom and walked through the building until he was finally asked into another room. All three took a seat in an armchair and Bulma and Vegeta looked at him expectantly. `I have no other choice, I have to tell you, 'he thought, but then the door opened and a little boy, about ten years old, came in. He looked just like Trunks and when the boy saw him his eyes widened. Bulma turned around quickly and ordered him to leave her alone, whereupon the little one closed the door. So that was what his mother meant earlier, so he already existed in this reality. It was all getting stranger! "I have to ask you something, mother!"said Trunks," and you too, father! "The two people addressed looked amazed, but not surprised. Apparently their suspicions had been confirmed." And I come from the future, with a time machine that you built, mother. Something went wrong here and I have a lot of questions. "Vegeta looked at him in amazement and then asked," You are here with a time machine? " " Yes that's right. My name is Trunks, I am 17 years old and I am your son, I went back in time for about 20 years! "" That's just unbelievable! And why are you here I mean, what was the reason for you traveling back in time? "" This is a terrible thing. The future looks bleak, but I see your future even darker. I have, or have been, a group of warriors who were tremendously strong. They called themselves Group Z. They consisted of two Sajajins, a half-Sajajin, a Namek and four Earthlings. The Sajajins were Son Goku and Vegeta, the half-Sajajin was Son Goku's son and was called Son Gohan, the Namek was Piccolo and the others were called Krilin, Yamcha, Tenchinhan and Chauzu.They had already saved the earth together several times and were determined to do it this time too. However, Son Goku died of a heart disease, so that this would not happen in this reality, I brought a drug from the future with me. The cyborgs are robots that are incredibly strong and they attacked us. The Z-fighters faced the cyborgs, but they weren't strong enough. They have all been killed. "Trunks paused and looked at the floor. His parents stared at him. Bulma broke the silence and said:" That's horrible! So, did they all die? " " Yes that's true. "" We know almost everyone who mentioned group Z-, I find that a bit strange! "Trunks looked at his mother. He had a little hope again." Really? How do you know her from? "This time Vegeta spoke up:" I don't know any Son Goku and Son Gohan is also unknown to me. Piccolo has been working for us for a few years, he should be coming soon.Krilin is a friend of my wife, she got to know him through her father. He lives on Turtle Island. Jamchu is a bartender in a restaurant down the street and Tenchinhan and Chauzu are cooks, they work in the same place as Yamcha. You said something about Sajajins, who is that? "" Sajajins are aliens from the planet Vegeta, where in my reality you were a prince. They have a tail and turn into an armed monkey when the moon is full. They are a race of proud warriors and their goal is to conquer more and more. And when they find a planet that is habitable, they kill the population and sell the planet. When the people there are weak, they send babies to eliminate the population, like Son Goku back then. The adult warriors take on the stronger fighters. "" That's crazy, so I'm a Sajajin? "" You have a tail, don't you? "Vegeta hesitated a moment, then nodded." Yes, then you are Vegeta, the prince of the Sajajins. "



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My story is actually called "My Dragonball", but because not so many look under "M" as under "T", I had to change the title!