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Jk, just being dramatic. But seriously, I am shocked by the number of favs, follows, and reviews that this received so far. Please keep them coming!
Here's the next chapter of my fic. I only own Aria. Akria Toriyama has the seven dragonballs, so wishing is a no go.


Aria smiled in excitement as she introduced herself to the young half-saiyan. "My name is Aria."
"Aria, huh? That's quite the name. Translates to "melody of song", right?", he inquired.

The young female earthling nodded happily. "Yep. Guess it kinda goes well, seeing as my voice is slightly higher in pitch too.", she joked lightly.
Trunks shook his head in amusement. "It's a well-chosen name. Really. Oh, before I forget, let me explain to you about Time Patrollers."

"Time what?" Aria stared with a confused look at the half-saiyan.

Trunks crossed his arms across his chest as he began explaining to her. "Time Patrollers. We are selected officers that are responsible to help maintain the time continuum and make sure that nothing interferes with history. You could say that we are carefully selected warriors that have been given the task of protecting history and time itself."

Aria nodded in understanding. "Oh, I see! So, it's like you are to patrol and make sure that everything in history is in proper order, right?"

"Exactly. But here's the situation we are currently in: history is being warped and distorted. Something, or someone, is interfering with history and changing events that should have happened and altering them to where innocent and good people are being killed off."

The young woman gasped in shock. "That's horrible! Do you have any idea what's causing it?"
Trunks shook his head bitterly. "Unfortunately, we don't know. So you see, Aria: that's why we have brought you here. We desperately need your help. We need you to go back into the past and correct all the wrongs that are occurring within the timeline. What do you say? Are you in?"

Taking in all that he relayed to her, Aria felt a sad sensation, followed by a surge of determination and righteousness course through her. 'I've got to help him! Whoever is changing history is definitely up to no good, and if what he says is true, then it may affect my world too, not just his!'

Aria balled up her fists and pumped them in the air, nodding her head in affirmation. "You got it! I'll definitely help! Besides, that dragon chose me of all people to help, right? Wouldn't be doing it any justice if I didn't pitch in and help.", she smirked.

Trunks smiled at the girl, admiring her bravado. "Thank you so much, Aria. Now follow me. It's time that I show you to the Time Vault."

"Huh? The Time Vault? What in the world is that?", she inquired curiously.

"You'll see soon enough. Come on."

Without another word, Trunks began walking down the stony walkway, with Aria in tow.


They came upon a huge gate, with another fellow time patroller standing guard next to it. He looked over at Trunks and Aria and smiled. "So this is her? Is she the one who's going to help us?"

Trunks nodded. "Yep. This is her. Shenron chose her specifically." Aria waved her hand in a friendly greeting, smiled a small bashful smile. "Hey there. Name's Aria. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The older time patroller grinned. "Well, it's nice to meet you too, Aria. My name is Ziko. Should you have any concerns or anything at all, feel free to find me, ya hear?"

She nodded happily. "Will do, sir!" Giving way to the two warriors, they continued through the gate.

Once they passed through the gate, Aria's eyes widened as she saw a huge structure with a large, fruit bearing tree on top of it. Not far from the edifice was what looked like large bird swings and a perch for a big bird, and on the other side, a smaller building with spacecraft parts lying in a heap next to it.

Trunks smiled embarrassingly, "Yeah, please forgive the mess. I've meant to clean that scrap heap up for some time now." Aria waved it off cooly. "It's alright. You should see my best friend's garage. Now that's a mess."

Trunks chuckled, then became stoic once more. "The vault is this way. Follow me."

They both continued onward towards the larger building, climbed up the front steps, and made their way inside.


Once inside, the half-saiyan led the earthling up to a large circular table in the center of the room. On top of the table, lay a scroll that was emitting a dark aura.

Picking it up, he indicated to her. "This is a time scroll. This contains an event that has taken place within history and has been marked down. However, you see that it has an evil energy radiating from it? That's the evil that's currently messing around with the history of that particular time."

Aria inspected it closer, then looked up to Trunks. "So all I have to do is jump in there at that point in time and correct what was changed?"

He nodded, but then raised a hand. "Hold on, I think it's best if you saw what is happening in there first before you go diving into it."

Opening the scroll, Trunks then showed Aria the visual errors that were occurring in that time.

The age was 761, as it shows the fight during which Goku, Piccolo, and Gohan were fighting Raditz. Raditz, all of a sudden, was powered up with the same dark energy that emitted from the scroll, with with that, was able to dodge Gohan's attack. He was later seen escaping form the full-Nelson Special Beam Cannon, causing only Goku to be hit, and then finishes off Piccolo with an Energy Blast.

Aria gasped, not able to believe what just happened. Trunks nodded grimly, "Unfortunately, there's more."

Later, the scroll showed the invasion of both Vegeta and Nappa, two other powerful Saiyans that the Earth's defenders had to face. It depicted that Vegeta does not kill Nappa, and both he and Vegeta are powered up and transformed into Great Apes to battle Goku.

Closing the scroll, trunks then looked over to the young woman. "Please, Aria. You must go back in time and help them! For the sake of the future!"

Aria gripped herself in preparation of what was to come, and nodded in compliance. "I will, Trunks."

Taking the scroll from his hands, it began to glow brightly, and she closed her eyes in concentration, as she was transported into the past.