Familiar Species?

Ermac began to run towards the crater a few moments after everyone else. He approached the surrounded crater on its secluded side and looked into it. There was a small pod, seeming to be too small to even carry someone. Slowly, the pod opened up and gave view to a tall man with almost identical features to the small child, Gohan. It must be his father.

Goku slowly emerged from the pod, stretching his joints. He felt his friends' energy signals and was surprised to find them standing around his landing ground. "Hey guys, how'd you know I was gonna land here?"

"This guy told us. He must be a big fan of yours," Bulma winked, "he even defeated Frieza!"

"Golly, that's amazing! Thank you so much, but I don't know who you are."

"I'm willing to tell you, Goku, but please, I need to tell you this in private." Trunks intervened, pointing to the side.

"Sure thing."

Trunks and Goku flew a couple of hundred yards away from everyone for privacy. After moments of talking, Trunks and Goku soon after had a golden aura surrounding them with spiked golden hair. Ermac wondered why it seeme so familiar. Brushing the thought aside, Ermac saw Trunks waving to him, inviting the ninja in the conversation. "I'm only allowing him in on this because we've never met him before." Trunks explained.

"Well, hi, I'm Goku! Where'd you come from?"

"We are Ermac. We came from a silver portal in the Netherrealm that our intuition believed to lead to Earthrealm."

Goku scratched the back of his neck, completely lost. "Who's 'we'? Netherrealm? Huh?"

"We are a being infused of dead warrior souls. We don't think we're from the same dimension as all of you, since no one is able to recognize the Netherrealm."

"Goku, you can understand what Ermac tells you later, I have important business to talk to you about. On the morning of May 19th, at 10 a.m. three years from now, two killer androids will appear on an island 9 miles west of South City. They have unimaginable power, even by our standards."

"So what are they trying to do?"

"No one knows. As soon as they were released, they turned on their creator. One of their favorite hobbies is hunting me down. I'm doing the best I can, but with it being two against one, I always end up running."

"Wait, aren't the others helping you?"

Trunks shook his head grimly. "They can't, they're all dead. They're all going to lose their lives in a battle against the androids. Vegeta, Krillin, Tien, Yamcha, Chiaotzu, and Piccolo are all going to lose their lives in a battle against the androids. Only one person manages to escape the battle, and that's my best friend and master, Gohan. But, thirteen years later, they finally get him. That was four years ago, my time."

"Hey, wait a minute Trunks, what happens to me? Do I die in the battle as well?"

"No. You die before it. You're going to start hearing about a new virus that attacks the heart; it's so strong that even a super saiyan can't beat it. So I came back to make a difference and give you this antidote."

Trunks pulled out a small container from his jacket pocket and handed it to Goku. Trunks finally began to tell Goku who his parents were. "Vegeta was right. Only you, your son, and him have saiyan blood. I'm a half saiyan, and I got mine from Vegeta."

Goku burst out laughing at the thought of Vegeta holding a baby. "So do I know your mother too or am I going to meet her?"

"You already know her. She's standing right over there." Trunks said shyly, pointing to Bulma.

This time, Goku fell backwards from laughter, breaking the peace. "Bulma's your mother?"

"Yes. Speaking of her, I need to go back to my own time, she's worried sick. She always said that being around you gave a feeling of security, and now that I've met you, I truly believe you can. Now I have to be going. You can make a difference; I know you can, Goku."

"Thanks Trunks. Tell your mother I send my love."

Trunks nodded, and then looked over at their almost forgotten third party. "I bid you farewell, Ermac. I trust that you too can make a difference if you nearly defeated my father."

"So, our presumption was correct after all. You're the offspring of the woman and flower." Ermac laughed.

Trunks nodded sheepishly, causing a question to make itself known to the foreign warrior. "We noticed you men could transform into beings with golden hair and teal eyes. How is this possible? Surely you're a different breed of some sort from the realm of Siedo if you're both heroes? Would you mind showing us?"

Before Goku could speak his confusion, Trunks turned into a Super Saiyan. "I have no idea what the realm of Seido is, but we are a different breed. Goku and my father are Saiyans, while their wives, or mates, are human. I'm a half breed, just like the boy in armor, Gohan. I'm Vegeta's son, while Gohan is Goku's son." Trunks explained, pointing over at the puzzled Goku. "This is our Super Saiyan form; it gives us unimaginable strength and speed."

"And the androids you speak of are able to defeat you in this form?"

"Yes. They're devastatingly powerful." Trunks replied sadly, powering down.

"We offer you our hopes that you may soon overcome them. May the Elder Gods watch you, friend." Ermac said, with great sympathy in his voices.

"Thank you for your kindness. But I must go now. Good-bye, and thank you for being able to restore hope to me." Trunks waved, blasting off in the direction of his time machine.

Ermac bowed and Goku waved back to him. Ermac took into consideration what the boy said as he an Goku returned to their group of friends. A Super Saiyan. Why did the phrase seem so familiar? He could've sworn he'd heard it somewhere. But where? His thoughts were interrupted by the Saiyan next to him.

"So, would you mind helping me retell what happened, er, what's going to happen?"

"We will be next to you the whole time, Goku." Ermac said, putting his hand on Goku's shoulder. He received a nod and determined smile in response.

Finally making it to their friends, Goku still seemed uneasy about telling everything, despite Ermac's encouragement. Piccolo went up to Goku and told him he'd take the stress off his shoulders and tell everyone of their impending doom.

Once finished with the story, Yamcha asked, "We're all supposed to die?"

Piccolo nodded. "Yes, according to the boy, everyone is supposed to die in three years in that fight, except Gohan. I don't know about all of you, but I'm gonna train till then. I'd rather live."

Goku shook his head in agreement. "Me too. Hey Piccolo, would you wanna be my sparring partner? It'd make Gohan real happy."

"Sure thing."

As everyone agreed to meet in three years and blasted off, Piccolo left looked over at the red ninja, who was still pondering about the terms 'Super Saiyan.' "Are you going to be helping us as well, Ermac?"

Ermac looked up at Piccolo with bright green eyes, distracted from his aggravating thoughts. "We would be honored to fight along the side of heroes. But we may require assistance in finding a portal back to our dimension."

"If we don't all perish from the androids, we will help you." Piccolo said, holding his hand out in the same manner Ermac did for Vegeta. Ermac smiled, though hidden behind his ruby veil, and shook Piccolo's hand.

A new warrior has been gained for the Z Warriors, or so they all believe.

A/N: I'm doing my best to increase the sizes of my chapters, but I'm clearly not doing so well. Oh well, perhaps it will come with experience. A troubling question comes to my mind as i write this: should i take this to the Buu saga? I have great ideas for that point in the story, and I wanted to know if I should take it that far? Leave me a review if I should. Well, I thank you all for reading. I want to thank for the great review! Next chapter may take a little more time.