Hello folks! This is Antebellum96 and my first attempt at writing a story here. I already posted the prologue and first three chapters on Deviant Art. So, go check them out there. Link will be on my home page.

Hope you enjoy and I sadly don't know any of the characters, except for some OCs, they all belong to Toei Animation, Fuji TV, and Akira Toriyama.

Prologue – Multiverse Theory!

Wind quietly whistled through the bamboo trees making them sway gently looking as though they were dancing to a song that was unheard by deaf's ears. Much to the relief of an elderly man who was working in said bamboo grove. He had been working tirelessly in the grove since the sun had peaked over the horizon that very day. As the day progressed it had become unbearably hot and had made the old man pull out his handkerchief more times then he had anticipated.

He was now taking a rest from his work sitting on the soft grass taking small sips from the metal canteen he had brought with him that day. The old man let a soft sigh as he looked up at the sky with his beady black eyes. 'It seems that its getting to be a bit late' the old man thought as he saw the sun was almost to the west. He closed his canteen up and slowly got himself up grabbing his bamboo basket strapping it to his back. It was time to head home. As he turned to the direction of which his house lay, he stopped and heard something.

At first he had believed it was the wind, but yet he stayed to listen. There is was again! A noise similar to a whimper or sniffle was not too far from where the old man stands. He cautiously turned towards the source of the noise and silent like a cat went toward it. As he got closer the noise got slightly louder. Then eventually he heard a voice.

"Shhhh! It's okay. We're okay."

The old man was surprised to hear it was a young boy. he quietly moved closer until he saw who that was.

It was indeed a young boy, no more then maybe five or six. His black hair was extremely long and messy as though he never heard of what a hair brush was. The boy wore strange looking armor along with a strange green device on one of his eyes. He was holding something is his arm. The old man moved a tiny bit to catch of glimpse of what the boy was holding.

In his arms was a baby, and a girl by the looks of it, her hair was the same black color as the boys, except her hair was extremely bed headed in style. All the girl was wearing was a simple diaper. The baby girl seemed almost distressed as the old man could see she was on the verge of tears. Judging by the look of these two the old man believed that they were siblings. He decided to approach the two very carefully.

As the old man moved closer he sadly did not notice the twig in front of him as he caused a loud snap causing the boy to quickly whirl around and glare with his coal black eyes at the intruder. A sniffle escaped the baby girl's lips as turned to look at her big brother was staring

"Who are you," the boy asked as his glare hardened slightly at the old man the baby in his arms stopped her sniffling as she curiously looked at the old man.

The old man gently cleared his throat as started to answer the boys question. "I am Gohan. I am asking who you two are?"

The boy hesitated for a minute as held onto the baby girl a bit tighter as he spoke. "I'm Raditz. This is my baby sister Kakarot."

The old man smiled gently at the two. Thus the story begins!