As the pair flew away from that small island of master Roshi's Kakarot knew that he and that small, weak human boy would likely meet again. It was only the when and how of the meeting that was unknown to him. Bulma, of course, held onto him like a lifeline, which in many ways was fair. He was after all the only thing keeping her from meeting the uncaring ground below. Oddly enough, however, she felt no fear being nearly a thousand feet up nor the knowledge he could drop her. She knew somehow in her mind that he wouldn't and even should she fall he would save her. It was just something that she knew would happen though she knew not how or why.
"Bul...Bulma the dragon ball". Kakarot said pulling her back to the here and now. They were now stopped in midair with the air now only strong enough to move her hair in small movements. She at once pulled out the dragon radar and answered him.
"Oh...sorry. It's 2,128 miles due north". Bulma replied. Her cheeks were now a light color of pink. But whether that was due to the cold wind or being so close to the powerful boy she didn't rightly know. With the needed knowledge in hand, the two were soon off again at an ever-greater speed than before.
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(Capsule Corporation. Date: Unknown).
"You sure about this"? A female voice asked in the darkness of the room. A voice of worry. A voice she loved with every fiber of her being. She knew of course what was being asked by her and try as she may she knew in her heart it was really the only plan that could maybe possibly work. She needed to tell them of the grave threat that would soon befall the planet. Maybe with more people at her side, she could stop this nightmare from ever coming to pass.
"Yes, mother I am. I'll be back as soon as I can". Bra said before giving the blue-haired woman a kiss and hug. The woman's much smaller form seemed to almost embed itself into her own. But she knew in her heart that this would soon end and when it did she slowly climbed inside and closed the cockpit with a loud hiss. The hissing sound telling them both that this plan was now locked in place. Setting the time the ship soon lifted off the ground. In mere seconds all she could see was a mess of color. Outside she and the ship seemed to stop existing. In truth, she was just falling back through time. Homes that had long since been forgotten by man soon started to reform. Streets that hadn't seen a car in more than a decade soon started to be filled with cars, pick-ups, and of course people. Trees lost and regained their leaves over and over again in a span of seconds. But something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong of that she could tell. The seasons that had passed outside the glass of the cockpit were far too many. Looking down she could see that she had somehow inputted the wrong date. She knew now that this was now a one-way trip. The ship just didn't have the power needed to make more than two jumps. Not without her mother's help at any rate and she was at best sixteen or seventeen now and so she waited to be dropped back into normal space.
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Kakarot and Bulma were nearing the area the dragon ball was when the sound of something forced the two to watch as a ship seemed to appear from thin air and crash into the side of a hill with a thud. Kakarot landed and Bulma removed herself from his arms. Clicking on his scouter his eyes widened by the reading.
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"One million...that's impossible nobody can be that strong"! Kakarot said to himself. He was sure the thing was acting up and that this was clearly a fake reading. No sooner had he had that thought the ship made a hissing sound and his mind turned to that. Bra pulled herself out of the now useless ship. A small cut and a few ribs being broken were nothing to her. Her long blue tail moved to and fro before it wrapped itself around her side. Her eyes moved over the land slowly. Somebody was nearby. She could feel their power level. She had learned how to sense power levels from her mother who had, in turn, learned it from her father. But that was before he was killed by King Cold and his army. Focusing primarily on a power level of 1,250 she knew that could only mean one person. Her father. She was unsure how to feel about meeting her own father. Mother had always made it a point to never cover him much past the basics. He died fighting a powerful foe and that was the end of that. She had stopped asking after her tenth birthday when she had sent her into the wall by a kick that would have killed a lesser being. But she was a Saiyan. She was the son of Kakarot and Bulma. She wouldn't die by a pitiful kick. Not even one by her own mother who while still weak by Saiyan standards was unbelievably powerful by Earth standards. Her Saiyan pride would never allow it. Stepping onto the cool ground she turned and faced her father or who would one day be her father. He was right now a kid of no more than 11 years but if her date was right her mother was nearby.
"Hello, my name is Bra. What's yours"? She asked. Her father eyed her closely. Something was off about this human. Was it her smell? No, that was likely not it. Was it her odd hair color? Maybe, it was a blue color and to date, he knew of only one person with that color. But maybe it was a normal color he had only known a few humans after all. Then it hit him. It was a small thing and at first, he may have missed it had he not been eyeing her as closely as he had but he had seen it. Something moved. Something with fur. In seconds Kakarot was upon the newcomer his fist ready to embed itself into her face. At least that was the plan before the older girl stopped the attack and kicked him away effortlessly. Powering up he was again stopped when she moved his attack skyward before a kick sent him flying into a sizeable tree.
"Stop I wish only to speak". Bra said clearly upset that this was even happening at all. Bulma by this point having walked into the open. As soon as she saw her walk out her own heart started to race. Her mother was always a sight to behold but now she could truly understand why her father mated with her. She was sexy as all hell. However, she didn't have the hunger for battle in her eyes that she knew so well in her time. No, she hid away like a weak human. Odder still was her power level. It was downright pitiful being a lowly three. Three. What the hell was going on here. Surely she was holding back otherwise something was amiss besides her inputting skills.
"That's a Capsule Corporation logo...is it not"? Bulma asked upon seeing the logo. Trunks at once span around.
"Stupid I knew I should have picked something else". She said to himself feeling like a tool. "It is...good eye". She said her back still to her mother who was eyeing her quizzically.
"Do I know you...you look f..."? Bulma began before Kakarot shot forward and kicked the older girl hard. For his work, her head was pushed all of an inch.
"OwO" Kakarot's face seemed to say before he was once again sent flying. That seemed to pull her to him giving the older girl time to relax. Everything would be fine she had time. More time than she had ever planned on having. But she was a person out of time. Even if she left right away her being here at all messed up the timeline. A whole new set of issues were being set into place. Forces greats great and small were being awoken by her being here. One of them being a man by the name of Emperor Pilaf.