I don't own any of the DBZ characters! R&R

setting takes place in the Mari Trunks time line

M. Trunks- 17

M. Pan- 15

*frieza isn't in this* :P

A Travel Through Time

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Mari trunks POV.

My world isn't a place of happy memories, the scars of war and destruction linger around each corner. The people left that live among this nightmare do what they can to survive.

Androids 17 and 18, were responsible for everything the loss of innocent lives, and the destroying of homes. The only hope of light i had left in this darkness was Pan Son, her shining blue eyes and long onyx hair left me at a loss for words every time i laid eyes on her.

Ever since we were little Pan and I have shared a bond, something that could never be broken. I remember confronting Gohan about it, he told me I would figure it out someday.

For a while I had no idea what he was talking about, I was used to Gohan and his "metaphors on life." They never did really make sense, but I guess now that im older I finally understand what he ment all those years ago.

Till this day I still find it kind of messed up how didnt seem to mind i was in love with his daughter. It was a little awkward when I talked to him about her, but he was my best friend, he raised me through these rough times when my father never could. Now I have a thing for his daughter,Thats pretty sick.

After his death four years ago it seemed that pan, my mother, and I would never recover.

We just lost another life to those monsters, I hated the fact that i could do absolutly nothing to help. They killed my father...my friends....everyone I ever cared for or cherished..

That year he was murdered Pan didn't speak a word to me or anyone else. It hurt to see her going through so much pain all I wanted to do was comfort her, hold her in my arms and tell her every thing was going to be okay. Who could blame her, she just lost the remainder of her family Me and my mother were all she had left. My memories are so clear, the long days where I want to be so much more to her I wanted to be her everything. This broken girl every hope I had left, in the palm of her hand.

Pan had only begain to talk a couple months ago, I was so happy to finally hear her voice again. Those months with her were when we really begain to grow close, we spoke of everything together, even the what if's like what if the androids never even excisted. The rightful answer for that was we would truely be happy, but I couldn't bring myself to say the words. That one conversation was what sparked an idea that the destiny of our world would soon depend on. I discussed the idea with my mother, we went over the possibilities and the defects over and over again. They each came back to what we had to do, Time Travel, it was all we had left to restore this troubled world.