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    Dragonball: AD

    Yunzabit Heights, the windy land at the end of the earth.

    Ordinarily, it was cold and barren and oh-so silent. Not today though. Today a brutal sparring session was going on between two great warriors of Earth, Gohan, the current protector, and Piccolo, the former Nameless Namek who had recently returned to earth.

    Gohan gave a yell as his golden super saiyan aura charged up, clashing with Piccolo's own green aura. The former demon grinned, surprised at his strength, still able to keep up with Gohan without needing to transform yet. He shot forward and flung a kick at Gohan, which was only narrowly blocked by the half-Saiyan, the blow so strong that it still pushed him back a good metre.

    Piccolo grinned and dashed forward again, and the two were caught up in a whirlwind of kicks and punches, each one taking as many blows as they gave. After a moment they both jumped back, Piccolo taking a moment to wipe a purple streak of blood from his face.

    "Hmph, I don't remember you being this soft Gohan. You threw much better punches as a kid" he mocked, earning a smirk from Gohan "Well, it has been awhile since I got to fight like I actually meant it" he replied "Still, we are both holding back..."
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    Meanwhile, in West City.

    Bulma was busy checking the black box on her familiy's spacecraft, humming as she scanned the records. She doubted Piccolo had done anything bad, but still...Wait, what was that there? The ship had picked up a distress signal? Well that was interesting...

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    The man known as Trunks stood tall as he looked down at the students of the Toad School, they were all clad in the signature dark green gi, along with orange wrist bands and belt. Trunks grinned as he watched some of his senior students instructing the children of the group. Toad school had only emerged four years earlier, about six months after Trunks traveled back in time, and yet it had already garnered world-wide attention after one if it's students won the world martial arts tournament's junior division, a small child with striking resemblance to the school's headmaster, who just so happened to be on the left side of the training ground, with the younger batch, to the dismay of the young seven year old Half-Saiyan, who was being lectured on patience by one of the instructors, a large man by the name of Chapu.

    The elder Trunks then peered to the end of the line on the left side, and saw an odd sight for the junior division: A teenage girl. More specifically, the daughter of Hercule Satan, she had enrolled in the academy some days earlier, Trunks had assumed she was trying to follow in her father's footsteps, which weren't many to begin with. She was attempting to float in the air by the use of her ki under the instruction of Sapa, Chapu's elder brother and the most senior of the school's teaching staff other then Trunks himself.

    Trunks stepped down from the heightened platform he was on, revealing his dark green gi and orange wristbands, with a thick orange belt, his school's logo branded on the back and in a smaller area on the chest, his sword and it's hilt ran through the belt itself, hanging by his waist. He ruffled the hair of his younger counterpart and nodded to Chapu as he walked past, The two Trunks had introduced each other as brothers whenever asked about their similarities, and the younger, under Trunks' tutelage, had become more like the elder then he could've hoped or imagined. He came upon Videl as she stumbled back onto the ground after once again failing to float, and Trunks simply crossed his arms and spoke calmly, "It's all about focus, simply manipulate the ki under you, and focus it to keep you up, all you need to do is breath." he nodded as Videl began doing so and turned to Sapa, the shorter of the two sons of King Chappa, and surely the quicker. "How's she been doing?" Trunks asked solemnly as Videl began floating a few inches above the ground with relative control. "She's.....progressing..." Sapa replied after about a second, "Though, I have to admit, she has shown signs of impatience. No doubt because she was placed in the junior class." That was why Trunks liked Sapa, always willing to point out flaws, even with his students present. "Surely she'll learn to overcome it in time, I'd hate for her to think she'll progress faster then anyone else solely because she's the daughter of the all-powerfull Mr. Satan." Trunks and Sapa shared a laugh at the obvious joke before a staff member approached the headmaster. "Sirs." he nodded to both Sapa and Trunks, "A message for Mr. Trunks, from Capsule Corporation." the small man stated. "Is it my mother?" Trunks asked, already knowing the answer as the man nodded. "Well, I best be off then." Trunks nodded to Sapa, and turned to Videl, "Remember, all it takes is belief that you can do it." he gave her a look of recognition as he turned to walk inside. 'I wonder what mom has found out about the universe today...' he thought to himself with a sigh, tightening his left hand's grip on his sword right as he passed the swordsmanship students.
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    A thunderous growl could be heard coming down the highway toward West City. It grew louder and louder as time went by... and then it came into view. A well muscled man with spiked-up hair and a bad attitude riding a motorcycle as powerful as his attitude was bad. Prince Vegeta had come to enjoy riding. Going down the highway at well over a hundred and eighty kilometers per hour allowed him to see much more of the world than flying around at several times the speed of sound.

    Of course... some people didn't want him to have his fun, and would inevitably try to race him. He found toying with them to be an amusement all its own. This time, some punk in a big old muscle car pulled up beside him and revved the car's powerful engine. Vegeta just twisted the handle of the cycle and sped up. The driver followed suit and passed the saiyan like he was standing still. "Idiot..." scoffed Vegeta as he grabbed the handlebars and squeezed his legs onto the sides of his bike.

    Once the bike was secure, Vegeta flew forward. The bike had nothing to do with this accelleration. Vegeta was just flying REALLY low and carrying the Harley with him. He blew past the chump in the muscle car like he had done with so many other drivers. And as always happened, they met at the light on the edge of town. The kid, UNlike most... got out and was yelling at Vegeta. Accusing him of cheating. Vegeta stood up, showing the punk just how muscular he was, hoping the boy would do the smart thing and back down..

    "Human children are always so STUPID!" Thought the saiyan as the racer drew a knife on him and walked over menacingly. Vegeta just grabbed the knife from him and crushed it into powder with his bare hand. The racer got back into his car and tried to drive away, but Vegeta thought it smart to teach the kid a lesson. Punching through the hood like it was made of paper, The saiyan prince grabbed the vehicle's engine by the block, ripped it from it's mounts, and hurled it over the horizon.

    Before the punk kid could say a word, Vegeta lept back onto his bike and sped toward Capsule Corp.

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    "Woman!" He yelled out as he walked into one of the six living rooms in the building. "I'm back from my ride and am hungry!" ... yeah... still rude. More mellow, but still rude. Hearing no answer, Vegeta did what any hungry saiyan would do... he opened up the fridge and cabinets and began to simply graze, grabbing whatever seemed to sound good at the time. He sat down at the table with a box of cereal, a bag of tortilla chips, some leftover casserole that Bulma had made two days ago, and 2 cans of cola. A light snack, but it would suffice for now.

    After finishing the chips, Vegeta clicked on a television. Instantly, he had to see the face of that pompous ass, Hercule Satan. "Ugh... disgusting freak." He switched channels. A soap opera. "No..." baseball. ... Yamcha was playing today. "No..." a gameshow. "Nothing on. Whatever." He picked up the box of cereal, put back the leftovers, and decided to walk... yes WALK... to his son's training school, snacking on the sugary breakfast food on his way. He didn't have too far to walk, though... the Dojo was just down the road.

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    "Trunks!" Yelled Vegeta as he entered the dojo. "Come here, boy!" Inevitably the younger incarnation of his child would react first. Vegeta would tell him "Not you, the older one." And continue walking. Eventually he would find his "older" son. "Your mother isn't around, and I am bored. You and me. Right now. Let's see if training these wimps hasn't made you soft." Vegeta didn't care that his son's students were staring and giving their master's father dirty looks. He actually invited them to try and stop him Trunks was the only one present with any hope of doing that, and they all knew it.
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    A rift was seen on the horizon. It was dark purple, violet, it was like a lightning from a clear sky, and when it hit a crater was formed. The Saiyan stood there on his knees. All the wounds Raddock had before, was somehow healed, his clothes was fixed as well. He wrapped his tail around his pants, it covered up his black belt. "Where... Am I?... ...Who.. Am I?"The young saiyan asked as he looked to his arm the red band with it's bold font read " Raddock." He said, was that his name? Well, it was now. His hair was dark-brown it looked black in most lights, so did his tail. He walked a couple of steps, before he decided to look around. He could feel.. Powers? Yeah, that's the best way to describe it. He felt as if he wanted to take them all on. Three of them felt very similar, probably a father and two sons. Two of them was different from each other, but they seemed to be fighting one and another.

    One of the two was completely different from the other Three, while the latter of the two had a power that felt similar to the three.. It felt.. Saiyan. Raddock knew what a Saiyan was, he knew he was a Saiyan. Were he on planet Vegeta? Wait, no Vegeta got destroyed, Frieza blew it up. What the hell was a Frieza? Raddock thought, when he got a migraine as he remembered Frieza standing laughing as he fired his Death Ball attack.

    He stood his knee's holding his hands. " What.. The Fuck?!" He asked, another migrained sat in, another plung of thorn memories hit him, and with a shout, he unleashed all of his power, Full Powered Super Saiyan right off the bat, the dessert brewing up into one gigantic sandstorm around him, sparks flinging around him.

    A split second later, he stood up and powered down, his golden hair turned back to it's dark brown color again. He was hungry, but he had no idea where to find food. He sensed a weak powerlevel, nothing in compared to himself, he smiled. " Animal." He was right a mile away he found a gigantic dinosaur like creature. " Neat." He said as he blocked the angry dinosaur's tail that came crashing towards him. He grabbed the tail with both of his arms and pulled, pulling the tail off.

    The Dinosaur got angrier and dried to bite him, he shot one ki-beam from his eyes straight through the dinosaur's head, killing it. He heated up the meat with his ki, as he began eating. It didn't take him more than 20 minutes to have eaten the entire dinosaur. " Oh my, I guess I was pretty hungry, huh" He said to himself, with a smile.
    It’s not on the menu, but might I suggest the ‘I got my ass kicked’ martini?



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    "Hmph, alright Gohan, if that's the way you want it" Piccolo remarked, standing up straight and clenching both his fists. His green aura flared up, and black arcs of lightning began to race around his body "No more holding back, I'm going to show you the hidden power of the Namekians" he growled, his power level skyrocketing.

    Gohan grinned in response and started powering up himself, yelling loudly as lightning started to form in his aura, his hair beginning to spike up even further...And then both of them gave a gasp of surprise, sensing a warp of energy in the distance that caused both of them to stop powering up.

    The two men shared an uncomfortable glance "That's definitely not a familiar power level...It feels Saiyan" Gohan remarked, looking off in the general direction of the disturbance. Piccolo nodded in response "Never a good sign. Come on, let's check it out. I'm willing to bet Vegeta will join us soon" he replied, before shooting off into the sky with Gohan in tow.

    Soon they were flying, and they were mildly startled when they saw a teenager standing over a dinosaur skeleton "Huh...He's a Saiyan alright" Piccolo remarked.

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    The Elder of the two Trunks had only just hung up the phone in his office and walked back out to check on his students when he saw his father walk directly past his younger incarnation with only a bare amount of recognition, and before he knew it, his alternate timeline father had both insulted his students and challenged him to a match, to his annoyance. "Father, please, you come to my dojo solely to insult my students and fight me out of boredom?" Trunks scoffed, his father hadn't changed at all, even after seeing his son die at the Cell games. Trunks removed his sword and hilt from his belt and knelt down handing them to the younger Trunks, patting him on the head as he raised himself to face their father. Some of the schools intructors, namely Spopovich and Pintar had begun moving the students inside, they knew what could happen when Vegeta showed up looking for a fight.

    Trunks and his father sparred harder then any other students or instructors of the Toad School, from Trunks kicking his father twenty feet in the air, to Vegeta blasting five holes into the back wall of the dojo with ki. They had each other's hands locked within their own, and had begun charging energy, causing the ground immediately below them to begin cracking from the sheer pressure, the younger Trunks, Videl, and practically the entire school was starring at the two Saiyans when Trunks sensed a large flare of energy, causing him to loose focus and widen his eyes, looking to the area of which the energy originated, along with all of the students who were able to sense ki, especially Trunks' younger self.

    "You sensed that too right?" the elder asked his father, who replied with a simple nod and a grunting "yes", "It felt almost....familiar..." Trunks thought aloud as he looked to the full blooded Saiyan, "Think we should go check it out?" he asked with a slight grin, despite being raised in an apocalyptic world, his time in the past had re-awoken his need for battle, for a challenge. Vegeta, undoubtedly only smirked and nodded, replying with a cocksure "Of course, I was getting bored with the children's games anyway, doubtful that this will even be a challenge anyway." and with that, the father and son blasted off into the air, the students emerging from the school seconds later, looking at the two in awe, all except for the younger Trunks, who simply yelled after them, "HEY! WAIT UP!" he followed quickly after them, trying to make himself go faster then he could in order to catch up with his father and elder self, still carrying the latter's sword and hilt.

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    Raddock had just finished his Dinosaur as he sat there, resting when he felt 4.. No, five power levels coming his way, the five he had felt before. " Hm?" He thought, as the blonde boy and the Green man floated. Raddock's eyes caught Son Gohan, and instantly, he turned Super Saiyan, the ground around him cracking. " What do you want?!" He shouted, his voice sounded almost hostile. In reality, he didn't know why he was having such hostility towards the golden haired man.

    Raddock was ready to take on his alternate Reality brother, but something was awfully strange about the whole situation, the golden warrior above him's energy felt.. Different from the one he had a vague memory off.

    He grunted, before he hoovered up. " The Name's Raddock. I'm a Saiyan. A Super Saiyan, actually." He said, nodding towards his tail as he now was leveled with Gohan, he extended his arm for a hand-shake, even though it seemed somewhat forced by him.
    It’s not on the menu, but might I suggest the ‘I got my ass kicked’ martini?



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    Gohan assumed a defensive stance, despite his immense shock to see a complete stranger transform into a Super Saiyan...Not just any kind of Super Saiyan, a full power one...This guy clearly had training on his side. He lowered his hands though once the young man calmed down and floated up, though Piccolo still seemed uneasy.

    "Son Gohan" he replied, shaking the young man's hand. "Another Saiyan survivor...Frieza really sucked at genocide" he remarked. Despite the joking nature of his comment, he still didn't trust this kid. Something about his aura felt...Off, like he didn't belong. He got a similar vibe off Trunks, possibly due to him being a time traveller, but this too felt different and unnatural.

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    Raddock shook Gohan's Hand. " So, Gohan, you're a Saiyan as well, I see.." He said to Gohan, his grip tightining a little for a split second, before he let go of the other Saiyan's hand. " He really did, didn't he?" He said, as he turned to Piccolo. In his world, Piccolo had died to Vegeta And Nappa, and the Elder guru had died on Namek before they could gather the Dragon Balls,hence, he had not even a track of memory of the the Namekian.

    " I'm guessing you're not a native?" He said, extending his arm to the taller Namekian as well.


    He sensed how Vegeta, And the Two Trunks came close." More Saiyains?" He asked Gohan with a raised eyebrow.
    It’s not on the menu, but might I suggest the ‘I got my ass kicked’ martini?



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    The two Trunks and Vegeta arrived onto the scene some time later, almost instantaneously after Gohan had shook the hand of the newcomer. The elder Trunks stared stoicly at the new comer, his younger incarnation sitting on his shoulder, almost bubbling with curiosity, his eyes widening, leaning his head forward to the newfound being, almost falling off of his future self's shoulder. "More Saiyains?" the stranger had said, and that was when they had appeared and Trunks decided to reply, "Yes, we are all of Saiyan blood here, save Piccolo, who is of Namekian kin." Trunks had to raise an eyebrow when he saw the stranger in the Super Saiyan form, not only that, but he looked....relaxed, almost as if he were a Full-Power Super Saiyan, the form which Trunks trained in for years, and now practically everyone knew how to use it.

    Trunks had replaced his Sword on his belt, after his younger incarnation had returned it to him, and floated towards the group of Saiyans and the Namekian, his younger incarnation opening his eyes widely as they approached, tugging on Trunks' hair to his distaste while pointing at the newcomer, whispering into his ear, "Hey! Bro! That guy looks almost like Goten! Or Goku!" his younger self said in a barely hushed whisper, his elder keeping composure and asking a simple enough question: "Who are you? You're obviously of Saiyan herit-" Trunks was immediately interrupted by Vegeta, "Hmph, another Super Saiyan running around, and yet another low-class one at that." his father said, turning his head away from all of them disapprovingly.

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