Chapter 71: DBZ: The Next Generation

I'm at age 40 now as I write this, and the year back home doesn't matter anymore. My home is here.

I was sitting in a sunlit patch of the Capsule Corporation grounds. Bulma was having another one of her famous parties. You know, I think she makes up excuses just to get to throw a party. My son, Kanji Vegeta Briefs is now 5, and I watched him as he played with his little sister, Andorra Bulma Briefs, now 2. They were both named after their Sayjin grandparents on both sides.

Kanji has the classic Sayjin look, his hair goes up like Vegeta's and his hair and eyes are dark. He can already fly, and he seems to act like my Sayjin father from the stories I have heard. Andorra, Andy for short, has her father's hair and eye color, and she seems to have the pure heart quality of Goku. Remember that I'm Goku's cousin, after all.

As I sat and watched Mirai chasing them and playing with them, I thought of the place I grew up once more. A dimension with the most primitive and normal life you could imagine. But it was gone, and I couldn't fix that. I may be an Angel, but I'm not a god.

I also remember my many battles. I fought Raditz, I fought Vegeta and barely stayed alive. I was captured by the Ginyu goons and interrogated by Ginyu himself after he stole Goku's body. I still can't figure out why Ginyu gave me back my body so willingly. I fought Frieza and watched my prince die by his hand. I stood by as Frieza killed Krillen, because I knew Krillen had to die to Goku would become a Super Sayjin. I fought against the immortal Garlic jr. and won. I fought the androids; I was captured by Cell, and became Majin and killed innocent people. I got my hero, Vegeta, killed. Then my destiny unfolded. I was tortured for a week, but my spirit was too strong and I defeated Roxx. I had to.

But now, all I had to do was live a normal, DBZ life. I had two adorable children, the best husband anyone could ask for, and a family who understood me. Supreme Kai told me that even while I was in the dimension I grew up in I was Sayjin. My aura was Sayjin, and that was part of the reason kids were so cruel to me. They couldn't really sense my Ki, of course, but my aura made them wary of me and loners always make the best victims for bullies, though I never really was hurt physically by a bully.

But life couldn't have been too bad there, after all, I missed it. Not all the time, just now and again. Supreme Kai also told me that after I was sent back to this dimension the council erased my existence from that dimension. My human parents forgot all about me, but I would never forget them.

But that was the past, and now, I wasn't worried about stopping a monster or destroying a robot. And the events of GT won't happen. Another thing supreme Kai explained to me, the reason the show DBZ existed.

Apparently some people are receptive to the radiation that parallel dimensions give off. One of these people was Akira Toriyama, the creator of DBZ. DBGT wasn't written by him, but based off his work, pure fiction. And apparently a lot of fiction comes from the people who are receptive to the radiation parallel dimensions give off. When your minds drifts, it really does go somewhere else. Who knows, maybe our world is only someone's dream. Maybe someone is writing my entire story down as a work of fiction, but this was real. And my proof is my power to cross dimensions, another kick to being the Angel.

So the next time you read or write a story, think hard on it, because it may just be real, somewhere.

The End

AN: That's my New Destiny! I want to thank all my readers! I enjoyed your comments.

Please look for New Destiny part 2, a Conceivable Destiny, coming soon! (And don't worry, it isn't as long!)