Author's Note: This story is set during the Android Saga/Cell games, and I will try to stick to the canon plot as much as possible, all changes made are only for story-convenience. And also in this story Marron is capable of fighting/flying. So enjoy and let me know what you think of it! Reviewssss are love.
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Preface

It had all happened too fast. There was the confusion and only one small piece of intel that she was aware off. The demon Guerra had come for them and he was resilient about one single fact; he was going to kill each and every one of them. That, however, seemed like an ambiguous detail to her, because all that mattered now was her reality, which with every second that passed was slowly crumbling away, into a nightmare world where everything was destroyed and everyone she knew and loved was slowly slipping away. Marron knelt next to Trunks while she helped him up back to his feet. He had cuts and scratches everywhere, but the most terrifying part was the blood that spluttered out of his mouth with each single word he instructed to her, Goten, and little Uub. "Pan—I saw her—she's on the eighteenth floor. Goten, you—you must go get her—Guerra's minions were after her."

"But what about your mom?" His best friend intercepted but was quickly silence by Trunks' instructions.

"Go! Hurry! Get her!" The blond Super Saiyan doubled over with a fit of bloody coughs that followed after his outburst and with a last, nervous glance Goten turned Super Saiyan and flew deeper in to the collapsing building. Trunks leaned on Marron once again, and the remaining warriors had to move quickly out of the way, for the lobby of what once was Capsule Corp. had finally begun to cave in. Outside the streets were burning with every car that exploded, and the few civilians that were still alive fret and panicked as they tried to get away. Marron could see Vegeta still fighting the terrifying Demon Guerra right outside the building, but after seeing Vegeta's condition she knew that the battle would soon come to an end.

"Uub you have to go downstairs, to the basements, and find my mother. We left her in her lab before the battle started; she has to still be there. Take her to safety." And with one final nod Uub also sped in to the debris of Capsule Corp. and out of sight.

The lovers remained alone together for a few precious moments, under the crumbling building, well aware that soon their time together would be up as well. Marron's leg had broken from her previous fight with Guerra's minions, and something about the stiffness and throbbing of her shoulder told her it was dislocated, but no pain was greater than the pain she felt from seeing her fiancé in such a state. Before withdrawing to the lobby of the former Capsule Corp. building, Trunks had been aiding his father fight Guerra merely yards away from the building, but he was easily defeated by Guerra, and Marron, who was also engaged in battle with two of the demon's minions, had been able to catch Trunks just as he came plummeting down the sky, unconscious. Her half-Saiyan fiancé had suffered from broken ribs, but something told her he also had serious internal bleeding, which was what prevented him from standing up straight or uttering words without bleeding.

His calloused, shaky hand cupped her cheek affectively as he whispered sweetly into her ear, "Baby, please go with Uub and my mom; I have to help my father."

The young woman shook her head and, with tears cascading down her face, she said, "Don't even—"

Trunks' beautiful blue eyes closed slightly in exhaustion as he spoke, "I want you to be safe; you have to go."

Didn't he understand that she was not about to leave him alone, that she wasn't about to let him die? Her frustration at his attitude made her snap, "No! I will not leave you alone, Trunks!" Marron leaned her aching body against a wavering pillar and she searched in her pockets for her last Senzu bean. "I only have one Senzu bean left—"

"We'll split it," Trunks said beside her, fighting back bouts of bloody coughs.

"It'd be useless for me, I'm no match for Guerra…" The blond begun saying but was quieted down by Trunks as he shook his head. She brought a quivering hand up to her lips and inserted half the bean in her mouth. It hurt to bite down, due to the sucker punches she had received from Guerra's summoned minions, but within moments she had moved her fingers towards Trunks own lips, gently pressing down so that he could swallow the remainder of the bean. Almost instantly she felt her broken leg heal itself, and only a dull shadow of the pain in her shoulder remained. Beside her, Trunks straightened up, and even though the cuts all over his handsome face weren't gone, something about his demeanor told her his internal bleeding had subsided.

The lovers stood up straight and faced each other, as if almost ready to accept that this might be their last moment together. "Marron… promise me that whatever happens you will fight your best for your life. For your life and your life only," Trunks stressed the last part as he squeezed her hands, and the blond young woman hastily nodded. He then took hold of her bruised face and brought his face down to level with hers, delivering her a possessive kiss. For a moment everything was bliss; they had each other, and for a second that was all that mattered, but Vegeta's loud scream of agony coming from the street brought them back to reality and the couple parted. Trunks hesitated before parting from her face and powering up, flying in the direction of Guerra, to aid his father. Marron followed suit, but she was unable to be of any help for the two Saiyans, since they were too fast and she was sure she would be unable to keep up with such a pace.

The demon Guerra was a handsome, tall man with pearly white skin and equally colorless, long hair, his eyes and lips however, were pitch black, just like his darkened soul. Something about his countenance was majestic and noble, but his demonic actions spoke louder than his appearance, and he soon had Vegeta and Trunks backed in a tight spot. Vegeta was the first to fall however, mostly because he had already been worn down, and he was sent straight to the debris of a neighboring building. His mouth remained open for the slightest moment in a silent scream, and then it closed, and her future father-in-law was soon out cold. Marron thought of flying in his direction, to perhaps see if he was still alive, but Guerra and Trunks had continued their heated battle, delivering punches and kicks with inhuman speed, right in-between her and the unconscious Vegeta.

However the fight ended abruptly with the defeat of the second Super Saiyan. To Marron, it all seemed to happen in slow motion, as if the universe was intent on mocking her misery. With one swift moment Guerra had knocked the air out of Super Saiyan Trunks, sending him ricocheting in the opposite direction, but before his body hit the hard concrete, Guerra didn't hesitate in shooting an all powerful pearly white energy beam at Trunks direction, impaling through skin, bone, and muscle, and penetrating right through him. A teary eyed Marron rushed in the air to his aid, and she had him in her arms before he came in contact with the hard concrete floor.

Her arms shook uncontrollably as she cradled his injured body protectively, blood seemed to be spurting out from everywhere, and the hole that penetrated his torso was a terrible sight to behold. Her tears seemed to be in free fall now and she waited patiently for him to gather words in his mouth. "Marron—live—li—live for us," he, too, cried as blood seeped from his opened mouth.

"No… hold on baby… everything will be alright," was all that Marron was able to utter between sobs.

"I—I lov—you…" And such were Trunks' final words as his eyed lolled to the back of his head and his body went completely limp. He was gone.

The blond-haired woman pressed her forehead hard against his face, crying, and finally whispered her reply into his ear, although she knew that her words were in vain, "I love you, too… I love you, too, Trunks…"

It was over for her, she had absolutely nothing else to fight for; her parents, along with Goku and Gohan, had been Guerra's first victims, and now her Trunks was forever gone. After a few seconds realization hit her and she wondered why Guerra hadn't targeted her as well. The young warrior looked up in the direction of the demon, but he was long gone; perhaps he thought it was too much of a bother to actually worry killing her, after all she wasn't much of a threat to him. Either way, she remembered that Bulma and possibly Pan were still in the building, unless Uub and Goten had succeeded in rescuing them, so perhaps she couldn't give up just yet and start looking for them. She sat next to her deceased beloved for a couple minutes more, until her heart became numb and her tears subsided. Marron gave Trunks one last, meaningful kiss before parting from him, and thought of checking up on Vegeta, but a single glance at his direction told her it was futile.

What should she do now? Who would she fight for? What was her purpose? Then she remembered Bulma and Goten and all her fellow Z Fighters that were still alive, perhaps all hope was not completely lost. She gathered Trunks' deceased body in her arms and rose up in the air. Breathing deeply the young woman powered up and floated back inside the building, placing Trunks' body neatly against a wall before crawling within the debris and making her way to Bulma's laboratory. She realized sadly that Capsule Corporation was no more and she momentarily wondered if they would be able to overcome this, and maybe with the Dragon Balls there was a chance of reviving her loved ones.

With some difficulty the young woman was able to crawl her way to the outside tunnel of Bulma's basement. Behind a steel door Marron heard voices, and felt somewhat relieved once she recognized them to be Bulma's and Uub's voices. The blond slowly pushed the metal door open and her eyes began to tear up again at the sight of Bulma bustling here and there, with a screwdriver in one hand and a piece of paper between her lips. What would she tell Bulma? How could she ever dare to deliver the terrible news that her husband and baby boy were dead? Her eyes trailed to the side and she spotted Uub, who was sitting on the floor, stitching a bloodied hand and cursing under his breath in pain.

Bulma was the first to spot her and the older woman stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of her bloody appearance. She took the papers away from her mouth with one hand and exclaimed in shock, "Marron, honey! You're bleeding everywhere!"

Uub also turned to look at her, and she didn't care if her clothes were stained with blood or if her tears still continued to fall, she just wanted to know why they were still here, acting as if nothing had happened in the past couple of hours. Marron shook her head and furrowed her eyebrows while she asked, "Why are you still—"

Bulma ran to her aid and breathed, "You're bleeding everywhere!"

"No—no it's not my blood." Such terrifying statement made the woman stop dead in her tracks.

"Then whose blood is it?" Bulma whispered, almost as if she didn't want to know the answer.

Marron simply shook her head, and the older woman seemed satisfied with the temporary answer. She sighed and went back to working on an egg-shaped machine before saying, "Goten called me from the building's security communication system, which ironically seems to be the only thing working properly here… He said that he found Pan, unconscious, that he had to use a defibrillator on her, but that she's otherwise OK. He told me he was taking her to Kami's Lookout. Is that the only safe place in this godforsaken city?"

The blond nodded and added blandly, "Yes, and that is where you need to go as well."

Her would-be mother-in-law shook her head stubbornly and said, "Not yet, I have to finish this—" but before she could finish explaining the occupants of the room were startled by a loud, exploding noise coming several flights above them.

Marron rammed the door shut behind her, full well knowing that the noise was probably Guerra's minions, looking for the remainders of the Z Fighters. "Shit. We have to get out of here, before they kill us all!" Marron had begun saying but Bulma had a different agenda in mind.

The blue-haired woman took hold of Marron's wrist and pulled her closer to the egg-shaped machine, explaining, "Marron, this is a time machine—it can take people back in time."

"What—"

"But it only has enough energy to transport only one person back in time, with a one way ticket only! And you must be the one to use it," Bulma's voice was adamant and it was only because of Marron's weakened willpower and respect for the prodigy scientist that she was able to shove the young woman into the machine.

"Wait! Why me?"

"I don't know what happened in our past, no one has ever told me the stories of my history or your history, and Bulma can't fight; you're the last resort," Uub explained as he watched the door apprehensively.

"Honey! Think of Mirai Trunks! Remember what your parents told you about him! And how he changed our history twenty-five years ago!" Bulma was now rummaging in one of her drawers until she found a small capsule container pouch. She threw the pouch onto Marron hands and forced the time machine's door shut. "This will take you back in time, I'm not sure exactly when the sect that powered Demon Guerra was formed, but you must stop them at their core—" her voice was rushed and muffled through the time machine's windows, seeing how the noises outside the laboratory were getting louder and louder. Ahead of her Uub had taken a fighting stance, ready to engage whoever came bursting in through the metal laboratory door.

"What—Bulma—"

"If I knew details I would explain more, but there's no time! You have to travel now or they could destroy the time machine! The capsules have everything you need. Good luck baby girl, the fate of our lives are in your hands." And with that she punched a code into the time machine's control panel and the last thing Marron saw before disappearing into oblivion was a light beam that blew the laboratory door open, sending Bulma crashing away to the other side of the room from the impact, making her fall to her side, unconscious.

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