I returned to the time vault and powered down from my new form, before looking back at Trunks and Dumplin. "I'm back." I told him.

He smiled at this. "I see that. Excellent job. That was a great fight. And now… history is back to normal." He said.

"Yeah, you did well, even without the power of Dumplin and the FUCK BOX!" Dumplin KINDA congratulated.

"Thanks. That guy was tough, though. I gave it everything I had and I wasn't even doing all that much. I hurt him, sure, but not enough to seriously slow him down." I said.

"I saw. You've finally found them. You've finally found the ones changing history." He said.

"Yeah. So just who are they, anyway?" I asked,

"They call themselves… Towa and Mira." He said.

I was somewhat deflated at this. "Yeah, they already addressed their names. I thought you were going to say something awesome, like they call themselves, The End of Time." I said dramatically.

Back to now…

"A little cliché, but sounds better than just Towa and Mira." Yang said.

"I thank you." I said like Austin Powers.

Back to then…

"Sorry, but they aren't that dramatic. But they are dangerous. They're thieves, stealing energy from warriors from all time periods." He said.

"Then how are the villains getting stronger if they're energy's being STOLEN?" I asked, now a chibi counting on my fingers. "That doesn't add up."

"The energy comes from the distortion in time. The more they change history, the greater the power they steal." He explained.

"Oh." I said.

"And because of that, history is changing for the worse." He said, but then began to ponder. "Those two… what are they about?" He asked.

"You JUST told me what they were about." I said.

"I meant their plan, not what they're doing." He corrected.

"Ah." I said, nodding.

"That one… The man named Mira… He's especially dangerous." He added on.

"I know. Like I said, I gave him everything I had and he shrugged it off." I said.

Dumplin then smirked "But what we can laugh about is their names and who has them. Towa sounds like a guy's name and the girl has it. And the guy has a girl's name." He said (seriously, does anyone else think that? TFS does, I know that. Lani says it in the Xenoverse playthroughs a few times.)

"Well, I'm glad YOU can look at the positives." Trunks said with a chuckle.

"They're inhabitants of the Demon Realm, from hell, in the distant future…" The Supreme Kai of Time said, suddenly showing up behind us, startling Dumplin and myself.

"Ah!" I shouted in surprise.

"Supreme Kai of Time…" Trunks said in his usual awe whenever he sees her.

"Jeez, lady, put a bell on! You nearly gave me a heart attack! And I don't even have one of those!" Dumplin said.

"I don't think I will ever understand majins anatomy." I said, somewhat disturbed.

"No, you won't." Dumplin said affirmatively with his arms crossed, nodding.

"Towa. She's the little sister of Dabura, the Demon King." She started.

Dumplin looked at the 4th wall at this point. "He'd better show up in 2." He said.

"And Mira, he's a strong warrior that Towa created for her own purposes." She went on.

"We'll see how strong he is next time." I said, clenching my fist and lighting it on fire.

"Together, they are stealing energy in the hopes of releasing the seal that contains the Demon Realm." She said.

"Many have tried before. They'll fail like the rest." I said.

"If the seal is released, what will happen?" Trunks asked.

"Bad thing. VERY bad things." I said, as it was my grandmother (who remember, is the goddess of hell) who put that seal there. If the Blades get involved in ANYTHING, it means bad business. Like how we weren't involved in all this stuff the first time around

"The balance of the whole world will collapse. And not just this world, but the entire universe." She finished.

"Oh, it's ALWAYS the ENTIRE UNIVERSE." Dumplin groaned.

"Nothing will remain the same." She said.

"Oh, no! then they're horrible people!" Trunks said.

"Well, not to be Captain Obvious, but they ARE from HELL." I said.

"Villains exist in every era, I'm afraid. In the past, there was another who tried to overtake the Nest of Time and seize control. But luckily, he failed." She said.

"Thank the gods for small miracles." I said.

Suddenly, we were all overcome with a familiar, sinister aura being present. "Th-this feeling!" Trunks started.

"Already?!" Dumplin and I said in disbelief.

"No, it's too early! Why would a history shift happen this quickly?!" He asked.

"Because we fucked with the wrong ones and now they're wise to us!" Dumplin said.

Trunks looked to the scroll in shock, realizing which one it was. "Damn it!" He said, before looking at me. "Sai, you have to go and train. You aren't ready for what comes next!" He said.

I thought about arguing, but I've seen what Trunks can do. If he thought I wasn't ready, odds are he was right. "Alright then. I'll be back." I said, before Dumplin and I left as Trunks and the Supreme Kai of Time checked on the scroll.

"Damn. All this bad stuff happened in the past... Hard to believe my family never did anything about it. I wonder what they're doing now, anyway." I said.

Meanwhile...

"It's... so quiet without Sai here. Not the good kind, the... empty kind..." My father said as he sat on his throne, playing catch with Cerberus, using a human skull instead of a tennis ball.

"And I remember the day he said his first words... And took his first steps... They were the same day! That's how special he was..." My mom said though sobs and sniffs as she looked through a photo album. "Oh... His first halloween picture... Remember how Dia made all the family's costumes?" She said, holding out the picture for my dad to see: Dia holding out a tiny-silver haired infant dressed up like a pimp to the camera.

We return to the present with the sound of a record scratching with everyone looking at Dia. "What?" She said.

"You dressed your 1-year-old brother up like a pimp for Halloween?" Weiss asked.

"No, I dressed my 5-month-old brother up like a pimp for Halloween." She said.

"Suddenly, your actions don't seem as completely insane as they usually are." Damion said.

"I've always said, blame my upbringing." I said, crossing my arms and nodding.

Back to then...

"We have mercenaries coming up the mountain for us." Nightshade said.

"What's the point of living on a mountain filled with dragons if they can't kill off intruders." My dad said, rolling his eyes. "I don't even feel like dealing with this." He said, waving off two people on the side in the shadows, who bowed and walked out.

Outside, a large group of mercenaries were dressed in what looked like alligator skin suits, but had constantly streaks of red flowing through it. They were lead by a tall, bald white man in the same suit, but he had ridiculous amounts of gold chains, at least 3 gold rings on ever finger, 4 diamond piercings in each ear and golden sunglasses lined with diamonds. "Man, these ninjas ain't neva' gon' know what hit 'em. They just gon' be another mark and some more bling fo' mah bling, ya heard!" He said. The other mercenaries nodded and mumbled in agreement, before 8 were decapitated. "What the fuck is this?!" The leader shouted in shock, flinching after his guard was taken down.

Suddenly, a figure dropped down in front of them. An middle-aged man wearing a white frilled shirt with a black vest over it both stained red with blood, black pants and black dress shoes with a decent beard and shaggy brown hair that went back into a spiky, waist-length ponytail with a monacle to complete the look. "Who da fuck is you?!" The leader said in shock.

"Good evening to you, sir. My name is Clayton S.M Valkenhayn, World War 1 Veteran, ex-mercenary and butler to the Blade clan. I answer the door, I clean up the estate and I take out the trash. I also kill self-entitled little shits like yourself. I dare say you chose a poor time to visit. You master Sai has gone missing and the lord and lady of the home are quite distraught, so I suppose, to match the words of your irritating, horrid gangster impersonation: 'you fucked with the wrong ones.'" He said, holding out his right hand, covered in a black leather glove with razor sharp metal talons which dripped with blood before he held it in front of himself and bowed.

"Well, sheeeeiiiiiiit, ain't you one fancy mothafucka! but guess what, Jeeves?! Those little talons of yours ain't gonna do dick against this armor!" The leader of the mercs said as they all pressed buttons on their chests, a strange silver liquid running over their clothes and turning into plated armor over their clothes as they quickly put on thick metal helmets. "Made with a badass liquid metal over our BALLIN-ASS suits, we can look stylish while we're invincible! Wanna guess how much it'd take to get through it, Alfred?!" He taunted.

Clayton looked at the armor for a moment, before smirking and answering. "Enough to stop a regular human, but I believe either a vampire or a werewolf could get through it easily." He said.

"As thick as mah dick, that's exactly right! And where the fuck you gonna find a vampire or a werewolf, around here?!" The merc leader laughed.

Suddenly, a young woman with blood red shoulder length hair in a maid's outfit and glasses landed in the middle of the remaining mercenaries, punching holes through two of them and grabbing onto the heads of the two guys behind the ones she impaled, easily ripping them off, before flashing dagger-like teeth and biting through the helmet and into the skull of another guy. (Oh, fuck, she's a vampire.) The leader thought, calmly in his head.

"Ah, yes, this is lady Cassandra Alucard, the Blade's maid. She does the cooking and laundry. She helps out with wannabe punks like you as well." Clayton explained, before turning into a werewolf and rushing in.

(Oh. And he's a werewolf.) The merc thought calmly again. "OH FUCK, SHE'S A VAMPIRE AND HE'S A WEREWOLF!" He shouted in panic and fear. In the blink of an eye, the two supernatural beings tore through the rest of his mercs, before Clayton appeared in front of him, a look of death in his eyes and blood dripping from his teeth.

"Would you like to know what the S.M stands for?" He asked as he looked down at the terrified mercenary.

"S-sadism and masochism?" He asked in fear.

"Super Murder." The werewolf corrected before slamming his open hands into both sides of the wannabe thug's head, smashing it into a bloody paste.

"What pussies! We didn't even need a sword or a piece to deep six those bitches!" Cassandra complained, revealing her Russian accent.

"Quite." Clayton agreed.

Back to me...

"Yeah, that sounds about right." I said.

"Any purpose to that?" Dumplin asked.

"Filler and to introduce my butler and maid." I answered.

"Good point. All we got left to bring in is the humans. They ain't that exciting." Dumplin said.

From there, I went to the PQ area, where a drone was flying around, flashing red lights and blaring a loud siren. "Red alert! High profile Time Patroller in danger!" It buzzed.

"Well, might as well. What's the issue, buddy? Quit making a scene, you're ruining everyone else's good time." I said, tapping it's screen and looking at the mission details. "Defeat Frieza's army. Yeah, I can see where that could get difficult. Alright, on my way." I said, hurrying to my pod and taking off. I quickly arrived on Namek and looked around. There were actually 2 time patroller's in dire need of help. The first was a young girl about the size of Dumplin, wearing an orange, yellow and red version of the school girl's outfit that's popular amongst the human girl time patrollers with light blue spiky hair (the original human hair color before you edit. I think Style number 9) with orange eyes. She was struggling, but managing to hold her own against Burter and Jeice. "Oh, they unlocked the special stuff. I can see how that'd be hard." I said, then looked to the other one, a human male about my height (second shortest) dressed in a white and red 4-Star Dragon Ball outfit with deep red hair, like mine when I go into my new Super Saiyan-like state, currently being knocked back and forth between Burter and Jeice as if they were playing ping-pong with a human being, a strange counter looking like the guy's silhouette with a bandage on his head.

Krad owned count: 1-8

"Hang on, my-OC-version-of-Krillin!" I shouted, rushing in and kicking Jeice away before launching a fireball at Burter.

"Hey, thanks! I would've got 'em, but they double-teamed me." He excused.

"Uh-huh, sure." I said, before looking back at the girl.

She was managing to hold her own against the Captain, but then dropped to her knees and curled up to duck under his Milky Cannon, then rolling forward. "Rolling Hercule Punch!" She shouted, punching Ginyu between the legs and stunning him. "Aww, yeah! Now get ready for this! Mega-Ultra-Super Dynamite Kick!" She announced, throwing an impressive barrage of punches and kicks to knock the purple alien back, before holding out a piece sign and laughing triumphantly. "Give it up, Captain Goober! I am the great Hercule's youngest daughter! I can take on anyone, anywhere!" She said, doing a bit of Shadow Boxing.

"Oh, no, not that guy." I said, face-palming. All I've heard was that the guy was a huge dumbass.

"Really? Well, do you think you could take on yourself!" Ginyu demanded, preparing his change attack.

"Wait, wha-?" She asked, tilting her head.

"I got this!" I said, diving down into the water and grabbing a fish, flinging it up into the path of Ginyu's soul. It intercepted and put his soul in the aquatic creature, leaving Ginyu to flop around like a fish as I caught and ate the fish.

"Hey, thanks. You saved me. You have the gratitude of the whole Satan family! I'm Sumai. Sumai Satan! Strongest member of an awesome family of masterful martial artists!" She said, doing some more Shadowboxing.

"Yeah, thanks. And I'm Krad. You really saved us here!" He said.

"Yeah, no problem. Well, we should get heading back now." I said.

"Right!" They agreed, heading towards their time machines as I jumped back in mine.

"Alright, then. Whatever is coming up next, I'm ready for you." I said as I disappeared from that moment in time.

Character Backstories:

Krad: He's really just here to be the Krillin of my Xenoverse team.

Sumai: The product of one of Hercule's drunken night stand (hey, it could happen!), She was born as Hercule's second child. With both her father's skill and arrogance, she's a decent time patroller, but is often her own worse enemy. Babied and overprotected by both her father and her sister, she seeks to prove she's one of the strongest time patroller's there are, even when she's clearly outmatched. A little TOO much of her father in that girl...