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Marron from the Future

The young woman sighed and powered up before taking flight. She felt slightly apprehensive of the warriors that were following her, even though she knew them in her future—something about the way Trunks treated her made her feel as if they were slowly becoming more and more apprehensive towards her. Exactly into what kind of predicament had she gotten herself into? This was absolutely not part of the plan. What if they reached Dr. Gero's hideout before he activated Android #18 and Android #17? If any of them actually managed to destroy Android #18 then she would be jeopardizing her future existence in this timeline; she had to find a way to stall without raising their suspicions. However what bothered her the most, and what hurt her the most, was the way Trunks spoke to and looked at her, but she had to understand—she looked very much alike the murderer that destroyed his life, much like Guerra had destroyed hers.

She quickly thought for a minute and simply settled on concealing her ki and reducing her flying speed to allow time for Dr. Gero to reach his laboratory. Beside her, she could feel Trunks' energy levels spike up every once in a while in irritation at her inability to fly any faster. Marron made a few useless, discreet turns within the canyons but eventually gave in to Trunks' pressure and finished leading the way to the mad scientist's hideout. Once they arrived to the cliff within which Gero's laboratory was situated, though, she was delighted to see that he was already climbing in, and was probably just a few seconds away from activating Androids #17 and #18…

"Over there! I see him!" Krillin was the first to spot Dr. Gero hastily climbing the cliff, but her insides panicked when Trunks powered up and rushed towards the laboratory. Marron followed suit and intercepted Trunks before he could get any closer to the entrance. She extended her arms as if shielding the hideout in hopes to buy Dr. Gero a little more time.

"What are you doing?" Trunks spat.

"Please, you mustn't blow up this place, not yet." Marron lowered her face in guilt, after all, she had told them that she was on their side. No; she was on her own side.

Trunks chuckled derisively just as Vegeta arrived near the cliff. He withdrew his sword as if taking pleasure from the fact that he had been right all along about her and said, "So you are working for Dr. Gero."

"No, I'm—"

"Move over!" Vegeta's blast took her by surprise and she was sent hurling away from the warriors and from the cliff.

Marron landed painfully yards away and her insides panicked once she saw Vegeta once again blast an energy ball at the barricaded entrance to Gero's laboratory. Her body trembled painfully as a strong wave of pain coming from her previously injured shoulder hit her, this however, she decidedly ignored, as her mind was still focused on the fates of her inactivated relatives. The young woman rose from the rubble of stone and floated towards the smoking entrance of the lab.

After several painful seconds of anticipation the smoke finally cleared, and amongst the debris of metal and concrete stood Dr. Gero and a short, handsome black haired teenager alongside an equally beautiful blond young woman. Her blue eyes lingered on the younger version of her mother and for the slightest moment images of the terror and the suffering that now filled her life flashed through her eyes. She bit her lip and focused her attention on the beautifully flawless face of her future mother, her heart ached and she secretly wished she could have it all back.

Initially the androids ignored the warriors that had tore down the door to the laboratory as Dr. Gero argued with the dark-haired boy and the young woman walked towards a pod holding another android, swaying her hips tentatively in her wake. A third android was activated, much to everyone's shock and disappointment (except for Marron, who was quite satisfied with the outcome of the events), and suddenly, out of nowhere, the black haired teen kicked Dr. Gero's head in a burst of annoyance and indifference, finally finishing him off.

Smirking, Marron slowly floated back, closer to Krillin, who by now was acting even more apprehensive towards her and the two of them moved to a concrete street by the cliff side and watched in the sidelines as Vegeta fought Android #18, throwing kicks and punches that were futile against the female android's superior strength. "I'm sorry," Marron murmured to her father as Android #18 delivered yet another powerful kick at Vegeta's direction.

"Why did you? Why did you stop Trunks from destroying Dr. Gero and his hideout?" Krillin asked in bouts of suppressed anger.

"They weren't meant to die just yet…"

"And who are you to decide that? Now we will be at their mercy!" Trunks seemed to have picked up on the conversation and had approached them. "I knew you were—" but he never got to finish, for as soon as Android #18 broke Vegeta's arm, his attention shifted to the battle, and eventually Trunks couldn't continue holding back his urge to join in to aid his father. Android #17 soon noticed the intrusion on the battle, delivering Trunks a series of painful kicks, almost making Marron cringe in terror at the sight. Piccolo and Tien then also joined in, and Marron could feel her father about to jump in to the fight, but thanked the heavens when she saw him hesitate and stay behind, paralyzed in amazement as the androids easily dismissed his comrades.

The young woman bit her lip when another sharp wave of pain overtook her shoulder, and this time her attention shifted to the source of the throb. She then realized that Vegeta's attack from earlier had cause the wound in her shoulder to open up, making her clothes stain with ruby-red blood and her arm feel feeble and numb. She tsk'ed despite of herself; she truly had liked the shirt she was wearing and now it was ruined. Marron turned to look at her father and saw him too staring at her bleeding torso. She smiled and, after sighing miserably, told him, "I will explain everything soon. Oh—my arm is alright, it's no big deal." Then she motioned at the fighting that was going on below them, "They have to stop fighting though, they can't beat the androids, at least not just yet."

Just as she had expected, one by one, Vegeta, Tien, Piccolo, and Trunks were easily dismissed by Android #17's assault. Marron's insides writhed as she watched the people she cared about getting beat and being tortured by her blood relatives, but she couldn't intervene; she knew that Android #18 and Android #17 were not going to kill them. Vegeta was beaten to unconsciousness by her mother, and she watched as the Prince of Saiyans' hair ceased glowing, turning back to its original ebony color. #17 and #18 then floated back up to the street, facing Marron and Krillin, the only two fighters remaining standing.

"Don't worry they're still alive, you better feed them the Senzu fast, though," #17 told Krillin with a smirk, his eyes then shifted to the second stranger, noticing her for the first time, and was shocked to realize that her information was not on his database. Something about her eyes drew his attention though, and his gaze lingered on her a little longer as he wondered and tried to pinpoint her resemblance. As if huffing the thought away, the black haired teen then smirked and told them, "Tell them we'll play with them again anytime they feel up to it. See ya."

His blond companion shifted her weight, annoyed at her brother for his nonchalant attitude and asked him, "Aren't you going to ask them where Goku is?" Marron locked gazes with her mother for the slightest moment, blue meeting blue, and her heart felt like it was ready to jump and tear with so many emotions. She wanted to cry, she wanted to hug the woman, and, most importantly, she wanted to forget everything that had happened in her timeline.

"It's more fun to take our time searching for him, #18. Don't you agree #16?" The young man turned his attention at the older android, but was ignored, since the man seemed to be too busy gazing up at the sky, lost in his own secret reverie.

"Whatever." #18 turned on her heel, annoyance clearly present in her forget-me-not blue eyes.

Marron and Krillin stood there in the street, by the windy cliff side, watching as the androids turned around and simply began walking away, while their comrades laid unconscious on the rocky hill below them. The young woman, however, knew something was bothering her father and, effectively, with determination on his eyes, Krillin flew towards the androids, catching Marron in surprise. She thought of stopping him, but resolved to letting him be and just hoped that he wasn't about to pick a fight with them.

"Hold on!" The short man bellowed behind them.

The androids turned to face him with #17 asking, annoyed, "What do youwant?"

"What is it that you want? Are you planning on just killing Goku or taking over the world?" Krillin finally allowed his body to stop floating and he landed neatly on the hard concrete floor.

"Hmm," the black-haired teen pondered his reply for a moment before answering, "For now we'll just worry about finding Goku. Then maybe later, if we feel up to it, we can maybe take over the world?" He exchanged glances with his mates, perhaps silently asking for permission, and then he concluded, "Don't you get it? This is just a game to us."

Android #18 slowly walked closer to the much shorter man, leaning closer to his paralyzed form and delivering him a gentle kiss on the cheek before whispering, "Later." Unbothered by their companion's behavior the three androids simply turned away once again and lifted themselves up in the air without any hesitation, taking off into the sky.

Marron couldn't help the grin that graced her face once she saw the beginning of her parents' infatuation. She hardly hid her toothless smile as the short man walked back to her, taken aback by #18. "Krillin, the Senzu beans!" The young woman had to remind her dad, seeing how he was somewhat in a daze.

"Right." He tossed two Senzu beans at her opened hands and directed his attention to his fallen comrades.

The blond woman quickly flew towards Vegeta, carelessly shoving a bean into his mouth—mostly in revenge for having blasted her back in Dr. Gero's hideout. She then walked over to Trunks, and his fallen countenance made her heart ache, reminding her of the events that took place barely a few hours ago. Marron knelt next to him, gently pressing the Senzu bean through his chapped lips. Almost instantly his eyelids fluttered open, and she felt mesmerized by his innocent, blue eyes. She, however, didn't notice the way her body had tipped closer to his, and it took a glare from him for her to realize that she was perhaps a little too close to him for his comfort. Marron coughed apologetically and stood up, away from him.

"Damn them…" Vegeta murmured to himself, now that he was fully rejuvenated and on his feet, facing the other warriors.

"Wait… why didn't they finish us off?" Tien asked Krillin and Marron as he dusted his clothes off.

"What, you wanted to be killed by them? Useless earthling…" Vegeta snapped irritably at his direction.

"They probably didn't think we were worth killing. Those damn androids, I never would have imagined that they would be so strong," contributed Piccolo to the conversation.

"I don't understand though, they are nothing like the androids in my timeline," Trunks said in an almost whisper. He caught Marron staring at him and his insides burned at the unfazed expression in her eyes, "Now you're going to explain who you are and what is going on?"

The female warrior sighed in defeat before saying, "right, yes—my name is Marron, to all those that don't know." She exchanged glances with Vegeta then continued, "I come from the future—I traveled back in time, just like you, Trunks."

"What—"

"Yes. And the reason why I look so much like Android #18 is because she is my mother," Marron watched them apprehensively, simply hoping that none of them would get the idea to fight her just because of her heritage.

"Damn you! No wonder you wanted to keep her alive!" Vegeta exclaimed loudly and somehow he felt better, now knowing that he could probably defeat the android's daughter if he wanted to; if he couldn't beat the mother then he might as well take his frustration out on the daughter.

"But I'm your ally—we're you're allies. Trunks, for some reason the androids in this timeline aren't as bad as they are in yours. My mother turns over to our side in the future, and she fights alongside us," She explained, giving Krillin a meaningful glance, if anyone here was going to understand and believe her, she just hoped it would be him.

"Then who is your father, girl?" Piccolo asked her patiently.

Marron looked down at the rough ground beneath her, avoiding their gazes, and answered, "That I can't tell you."

"Why—" Tien had begun to say but Vegeta interrupted him.

"Let me guess, Frieza himself came back from the dead to father you. I mean, who else would mate with that abomination of a woman?" said Vegeta with cynicism. Marron simply clutched her throbbing shoulder, ignoring his sarcastic remark.

"She can't tell you because if she does then she would probably be jeopardizing her existence," the young woman sharply looked up and stared at Trunks in wonder; she was amazed that he had actually jumped in to her aid.

"How would telling us jeopardize her existence?" Tien asked again.

"Let me ask you something Tien, if I told you that you were going to marry and have a kid with Android #18 wouldn't you feel uncomfortable about the idea? Would you go along with it now that you know it's going to happen?" Trunks expertly proposed the idea and continued once he saw Tien hastily shake his head, "Ignorance is bliss. If you knew you probably would never 'make her,'" Trunks said with a retrained laugh. "I had the same problem when I came here two years ago, that's why I only spoke to Goku about why I was here."

"Yeah… thanks," Marron blushed slightly now that it was her queue to continue her explanation. She cleared her throat and found it harder to continue, now that she was getting to the real reason why she was here. The young woman exhaled sharply and began, "The reason why I traveled twenty years into the past is because—because I have to stop the creation of a demon named Guerra."

Her face turned hot and her voice shook slightly, so she shifted her gaze down to her quivering hands, praying to the heavens that she wouldn't break down crying right there and then. "In my present, the demon Guerra has planned to conquer the entire planet, and he initiated this—this madness by targeting and killing off each single Z Fighter, so that he wouldn't have any opposition in his conquest. The problem is that none of us seemed to be strong enough to defeat him, and so he was succeeding in hunting us down," the young woman had to make a pause, as the words began to choke in her throat. "Goku… Gohan… were the first to be killed, then Krillin and my mom—" Marron covered her mouth in a second's pause as she fought back the memories and the hurt. "I'm sorry…" She apologized.

"Take your time," Krillin smiled up at her, reassuringly.

Her heart leapt when she saw the unmistakable eyes of her father and her eyes immediately watered, oh how she missed them. "Then Vegeta was killed and Trunks, too, right after. The last thing I knew before I came here was that Bulma and Uub were in trouble—"

"Uub?" Intercepted Piccolo.

Marron shook her head dismissively, "some kid that's born in the future."

"Why didn't mother come with you as well?" Trunks finally asked.

"It all happened too fast—she said that the time machine only had enough energy for one person and one journey only," the young woman explained.

"You mean you can't travel back?" Trunks tilted his head to the side in such a deliciously cute way that almost made Marron smile.

She swiftly shook her head, swallowed, and said, "Not that I could anyways… the time machine is a wreck; I crash-landed here, and it's completely totaled."

"Hmph, I don't have time for this emotional garbage. Me, killed by some loser named Guerra? Right." Vegeta said as he powered up, the Prince of Saiyans then shot up into the air without even a single glance and left the scene, intent on getting his revenge with the androids.

Something about the way Vegeta took off made Marron grimace, and immediately Trunks noticed her bleeding shoulder, "Are you… bleeding?"

Marron gasped despite of herself, glancing at her bloodied clothes, and smiled in embarrassment, "Yeah, some tube sort of stabbed my shoulder, I had managed to bandage it up but Vegeta's blast opened the wound again…"

"Go on, take a Senzu bean," her father handed her a small Senzu bean encouragingly, which Marron swallowed with a gracious smile. The relief that followed was bliss. Then Krillin asked as his eyes trailed up to the dot that was Vegeta in the sky, "so what do we do now?"

"Well I can't do anything about Guerra yet; the time machine took me too far back in time… I'm gonna have to sit this one out until it's time to act," explained the blond-haired girl, shrugging.

"You go hurry to Goku's house and move him somewhere else. We will stall the androids if that's what it takes…" Piccolo began instructing, "I have somewhere to be, however." And with those last few words he also took off, just like Vegeta.

"Sheesh, talk about temper," Krillin said with a smirk. He could already tell that Piccolo was probably on his way to Kami's Lookout, most likely in hopes of becoming 'whole' again. "I guess we should start heading over to Goku's then," said the short man as he allowed his body to float up, slowly rising up into the air.

Tien, Trunks, and Marron followed right after him, and soon all four had levitated meters into the air. As they flew Marron noticed how Trunks was less apprehensive of her now, this made her smile—the fact that her deceased fiancé's alternate persona didn't hate her anymore made her feel somewhat relieved. Eventually she made her mind up and decided to address her previous blunder. "Hey, sorry about what happened at Dr. Gero's hideout," She said softly enough that only Trunks could hear her.

At first he was slightly surprised that she was addressing him, then his gaze on her softened and he replied, "It's no problem, if we had destroyed the androids before they were activated then you would never be born, I understand that." Deep down he just hoped that what Marron had said was true and the androids would not turn on them and begin destroying the planet.

Marron smiled at his reply and secretly wished that he would continue with their small talk until they arrived to Goku's house, but all throughout the flight Trunks' eyes remained focused ahead of him, and never once did he address her again, so she was left to bask in the comfort of their silence.

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