Piccolo was more than half way through his trip to the city to see if Bulma or anyone else had sensed or experienced anything when he felt a powerful, familiar ki closing in on him from the far west where the mountains that Goku and his family resided in, stood.
Turning his head a little bit, he glanced over at his former student, Son Gohan. "Do you have any idea what the hell is happening?" He asked after a moment or so. His rough, rumbling voice catching and holding the young demi saiyan's attention.
Dark grey eyes met emerald for a moment as Gohan replied, "I got a call from Trunks a few minutes ago. He totally freaking out because something that sounds an awful lot like future Trunk's time machine has appeared and looks to be in bad shape. He said that someone or something was still inside of the thing, but his mom didn't want to risk opening it until someone got there. My bet is that he's called Krillian, dad, and Vegita over by now too. Is that why your down here?"
Piccolo took a moment to absorb the information before slowly shaking his head no and saying, "Something has managed to latch onto Dende's mind and is broadcasting enough pain and agony to physically injure him. I want to know what it is and do something about it before it does irreparable damage."
Gohan visibly paled at the thought of the young Namekian that he called his friend being in any sort of trouble. Much less pain.
"Geez, no wonder you look so pissed that you could actually give Vegita a ran for his money." Gohan muttered, causing Piccolo to shoot him a glare that had the young man nervously fidgeting under the look that he was being given before he asked awkwardly, "How is Dende holding up?"
"Oh he's loving the mental link between himself and someone or something else. So much so that he's finally passed out." Piccolo said sarcastically.
The words, And that's the only goddamn reason that I'm here, hung unsaid between them as they continued to fly to Capsul Corp where they met up with Krillian, Goku and Vegita before they descended to the ground where Krillian, Goku and Gohan took off running towards the back of the building where they could hear a huge commotion.
Piccolo walked in silence beside Vegita as they walked around one of the larger cluster of buildings to find Bulma standing there waiting on them while she continued to yell at Trunks and the other kids for directly disobeying her orders and not going into the panic room like she had said they should.
Trunks was attempting to argue back that she was scaring him and the others when Vegita stepped into his sight and glared at the boy before practically shouting, "If your mother tells you to do something, you do it! Not later- now!"
Causing Bulma and Trunks to abruptly stop screaming at each other and for Trunks to automatically tear up, sniffle and then shout at his dad before flying off back in the direction of the building as the prince made his way over to his wife un phased by his young son's hurtful words and came to a stop next to Bulma as she growled out.
"Damn stupid kid is going to get himself and the rest of us all killed one day..." Vegita said nothing. But then he rarely did when his woman was in a snit.
He'd learned the hard way when she had become pregnant with their son that sometimes silence was best. Much like making no sudden movements, breathing ect. Especially since the likelihood of her turning her ire on him was significantly high.
And frankly he couldn't afford the bruises at this point since his new training with the god of destruction, his assistant Whis, and Goku was more than painful enough without the added hassle.
Watching as both Gohan and Goku moved around the machine that Gohan had admitted was possibly future Trunk's. Goku took a moment to crouch down and peer through the broken dome top of the time machine and frowned when he saw long black hair.
"Hey Bulma, Vegita- Unless Trunks was suddenly possibly changed into someone sort of...girly... Then that isn't your son in there." Goku said as he rested his elbow on one of his legs and propped his chin in his hand as the two parents walked over.
"If it isn't Trunks, then who is it?" Bulma asked with a worried look.
Gohan dropped down to the ground next to his dad and carefully pushed his hand through the broken glass and none too gently pulled the top off of the machine so that they could see more easily who was inside of the cockpit.
Bulma and Vegita bent down a little bit to peer inside, but the person was blocked from view almost instantly by Goku as he turned his head to Bulma and said, "Bulma, get a medic down here."
Blinking at the oddly serious note that she detected in his voice as he reached inside of the time machine and carefully pulled the passenger out and laid them- no wait- she could clearly see long black hair covered in melting ice. Pale alabaster skin littered with multiple bruises and faint traces of blood, and her eyes went wide as Vegita automatically pushed her behind him and moved in closer before letting out a loud rumbling growl of rage at what he both saw and could subtly smell on the stranger.
"Vegita?"
"Hurry and call the medic woman."
"But what-"
"No buts, do it now! The girl is in need of attention!"
