Disclaimer - I own nothing, excluding my three OC's used for this story.

A/N: Things are going to slow down from here on out. In my opinion, things have been moving pretty fast, but honestly, depending on how you go about it, the mirai timeline is a lot to cover. But, anyway, now that we've reached the plot of the story, I can slow down.

Also, if you like to listen to music while reading chapters. I suggest you listen to "Tsuioku Mezameru Tamashii" while reading this particular chapter. It's a very powerful and emotional OST from Fairy Tail, a pretty good Anime/Manga series, and I listened to that particular soundtrack while writing this chapter.

{Saturday Night}

Mina gritted her teeth as she sat on her bed, her back to the window as she stared at her bedroom door. Trunks had returned from the past timeline half an hour ago, and though she was curious about how it went, she knew there was just no way she could approach him right now. Not until tomorrow, at least.

It was immensely painful to be restraining herself like this, but what choice did she have? Besides, she could do this. It was just for one night, right? And as long as she stayed in her room, nothing should happen and everything would be fine.

When the morning came, she could just explain to him that she was sick, which wasn't really a complete lie, and then all would be well.

At least, she hoped.

Besides, she had no time to be following her Saiyan instincts right now. Not when her grandmother and Mya were dead. They were her everything. They were the reason she could be optimistic and forget about their dire surroundings, their situation. They were the reason she had the strength, and the mental fortitude to face the next day. If they were going to get taken away from her, then why couldn't she have just gone with them? Why couldn't she have just died with them? It would have been much better than living without them.

She hated not waking up in the cabin. She hated not waking up in her room next to Mya. She hated not laughing with her grandmother. She hated not getting teased by her grandmother. She hated knowing that she wasn't going to bathe in the river she had come to love. She hated knowing that she was never going to see her grandmother or Mya again. She hated that she was never going to hear their voices, see their smile. She just hated it all. It was just too much.

Had life been this cruel all along? Mina stifled a sob with her hand. The Android's hadn't even cared. She knew that that was not something she should expect to see, but still, it hurt. Did they not have a conscious? Did they not care that they were hurting people, and taking the lives of someone's family member every time they killed someone? Were everyone's lives meaningless to them except their own? Did that sick, satisfied smirk ever leave their face?

How many people had they killed already? How many people did he rape? Was she just another one of his victims, or was she the first? She clenched her fists, sparring a glance at the yellow moon through the window, before getting off of her bed, and walking towards her bedroom window, mentally debating on whether or not to just disappear for a while.

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Trunks stood outside of Mina's room door, his hand hovering over the door knob to her bedroom. He hadn't seen Mina ever since he came back from his trip to the past timeline, and he was worried about her. He knew she was going through a lot, and he didn't exactly expect her to get over what happened to her so fast, but he just needed to let her know that he was here for her. He knew what it felt like to lose someone dear, and he was all too familiar with the emotions that tagged along with losing your loved one.

It was immensely painful. And Mina losing her family, and confronting the Androids at Bridge Town had been the last straw. It was what made him decide that now was the time to put his mother's plan into action. He was tired of people suffering because of the Androids'. He was tired of looking at piles of rubble and lifeless corpses. He was tired of seeing this planet - a planet that once used to be filled with life - barely have any signs of life on it. They've been terrorized by the Androids' long enough, and if he can prevent the same thing from happening to another timeline then he would do it. He wouldn't let that timeline suffer the same fate he and his mother had to endure, or countless people had to endure. He wouldn't let that timeline watch as the population around them rapidly decrease. He wouldn't let that timeline experience the fear of having no safe place to run to, or having to fear for their lives on a daily basis.

He wouldn't let that timeline dwindle and fall apart into nothing.

He would save both that timeline and his timeline.

Even if it was the last thing he did.

Trunks' hand finally made contact with the door knob, and with a gentle turn to the right, he opened the door only to receive a cool gust of wind. His lavender eyebrows knitted together in confusion, before it finally dawned on him that Mina had taken off through her bedroom window. The lavender-haired demi-Saiyan walked further into her room, immediately sensing for her ki. How come he hadn't felt her ki taking off before? Was he that caught up in his thoughts that he failed to realize she had taken off again?

Trunks sighed as he strode towards the sole window in the room, his blue eyes taking in the yellow moon that hovered in the sky full of dark clouds, a tell-tale sign that it was going to start raining any moment now. He honestly didn't know whether or not he should go after her. The sole purpose of her leaving in the first place obviously meant that she wanted to be alone for a while, but even though he knew that...a part of him wanted to go after her, and comfort her.

He already walked away from comforting her the first time, should he really do it again a second time?

No. He shouldn't.

No matter how much he wanted to be left alone when he was grieving the loss of Gohan, he still welcomed the company and presence of others. Just when he was about to take off after Mina through the window, he heard his mother call his name. He turned around in curiosity, a lavender eyebrow raised. "Mom? I was just going to head after - "

Bulma nodded, as she walked further into Mina's room. "I know, but maybe you should just wait until the morning. "

"Huh? Mom, what do you mean?" He inquired, confused as to what his mother meant.

Bulma sighed, but elaborated further nonetheless.

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Mina stood on the cliff, her eyes closed as she let the rain pour down on her. She had went to the cabin at first, but she hadn't been there for nearly half an hour before she departed, finding it greatly difficult and extremely painful to be there. So instead, she opted to head somewhere else, somewhere that could offer a sense of comfort as well as a place that resembled somewhat of how she was feeling. And what better place to go than a cliff, if not her cabin?

She knew that all she had to do was fall over, and she'd fall to her death. As for her thoughts, she knew that if she constantly dwelled on the image of her dead grandmother and sister, and focused on nothing but the turmoil of emotions swirling within her and the pain, then she'd eventually lose sight of herself and slowly, but surely fall apart. She was also aware that if she walked away from this cliff, then the danger of her falling over would lessen. As for her thoughts, it was practically the same somewhat.

Mina opened her eyes, releasing a soft sigh. She could barely sleep ever since they were killed - whatever sleep she did manage to get was little to nothing. It was as if whenever she closed her eyes, all she could see were their deaths. Her hopes of escaping reality in her sleep were crushed, along with the dream of someday being able to live happily with her grandmother and Mya, and getting the opportunity to see her sister grow, and finally experience something other than the hardships of life.

But it seems as if life wasn't all that kind.

She was blind to think that there could be happiness in a world such as this, and she was a fool to think that if she had even a small piece of hope that everything would be alright. The only happiness she had in this world was gone, leaving her with the harsh reality of what life really was. She gritted her teeth at that statement. Her grandmother, mother, and father had to live through the whole Frieza ordeal until they escaped, her and Mya had to watch their planet get purged, and escaped only to be met with a planet being terrorized by Androids', and now she had to live through the fact that the Androids took away her only family. Mya never even got the chance to live. It seemed as if suffering was in her blood.

And if that was the case, Mina thought, peering down over the cliff at what seemed like an bottomless pit, then what would stop her from ending her suffering now? She closed her eyes, and took a step forward, now finding herself on the edge of the cliff. All it'd take is one more step...

...one more step to end the pain, the images, the heartbreak, the sorrow, the agony...everything...

Mina tilted over, her eyes still closed as she proceeded to fall down over the cliff.

Don't be a coward, Mina!

Mina's eyes suddenly opened, wide in shock as she stopped herself from plummeting to her death. That voice...it sounded awfully familiar...like her grandmother's voice. Was she imagining things? She had to be imagining things. There was just no way.

An image of Trunks suddenly flashed through her mind, making her feel extremely guilty about what she had been merely moments away from doing. He lost Gohan nearly three years ago, and here she was about to commit something unforgivable? Not only was she being a coward by running away from her problems, but she was being selfish as well.

Besides his mother, she was practically all he had left. She wasn't the only one that lost someone dear to them. How could she forget that? Mina released a sigh as she flew back up to the top of the cliff, shame and regret coursing within her.

...I should probably head back now