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I sighed as I stood up from my spot I had been sitting and crossed my arms; this conversation was either going to help my relationship with them, or get me killed. I had to be cautious moving forward or it wasn't going to end well. "Before I answer questions, I'm coming out and saying there are things I cannot tell you due to events that may transpire in the future that'll change everything, like an extreme butterfly effect," I stated watching the others wearily.

"So you're indirectly saying that you know the future?" Krillin questioned as his eyes went rather wide.

"No, I know of a future that will occur here; me being here has actually changed a bit already. I'm not meant to be here, but for whatever reason I am," I responded.

"So you knew what the Saiyan was after the second he saw you and that's why he was after you," Piccolo assumed, his glare remaining firm as he eyed the odd female.

I shook my head, "I don't know why he was after me actually; he kept calling me by Keiko and said I served under their Saiyan prince. I honestly have no recollection of what he was talking about. I'll need to look into though if it's going to cause me to be a target."

"Wait, so you have no idea as to why the guy was dragging you along?" the short, bald man questioned.

"I already told you I didn't," I muttered, my eyes narrowing at Krillin.

Piccolo started walking towards me, and I gulped as he stopped mere feet from where I stood. "If what you say is true, what can you tell me about the two Saiyans coming?" he questioned.

"They're a ruthless bunch who will kill everyone on Earth if they are not stopped. The one you'll need to worry about is the taller Saiyan; so long as he's there, the shorter one won't participate. Once Goku comes back, he'll deal with the other. Trust me when I say that even though you'll have a year of training you'll be fighting a losing battle. It's going to be rough," I answered. "Stall for as long as you can, that's my only advice."

His eyes narrowed more and I shrunk; I mentally slapped myself for not shutting up multiple times. "Do you know how the fight plays out?" he asked.

I hesitated before nodding slowly; I knew I was going to regret that answer. Sure enough I was scooped up before he walked over to Gohan and did the same. "H-Hey! Put me down! I don't know about you, but I'm not interested in getting kidnapped twice in one day!" I barked; unfortunately my protest went ignored.

The year went by rather quick; most of my time was spent either watching Gohan near Piccolo while giving him information on the Saiyans, or staying out of the way during the spars. I was grateful to have my huge backpack with me for backup clothes since I was subconscious about my hygiene so that was something I kept up with; I had extra clothing, and I made sure to wash my dirty ones in the river to the best of my ability. During my time alone, I tended to think about my life back home and whether or not I was missed by anyone outside of my family. I knew my parents probably thought I was dead simply because I had always called to check up on them since they were tight on money and were in debt due to medical expenses. Mom was always in the hospital due to her weak immune system. I sighed as I looked up at the sky and wiped my brow; it was reaching midday and boy was it already hot outside. Gohan and Piccolo were currently sparring, and I had to say, that little boy was improving quite a bit. Things were going well until both Gohan and Piccolo's head snapped towards what I assumed to be where the Saiyans landed. I shuddered thinking about what was to come. "So, they've come at last..." Piccolo muttered.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to calm my nerves; I was anxious about the situation since I wasn't sure what was to happen now that I was here to try to change some events. I ignored most of what was happening around me until I heard Piccolo mention the Saiyans' arrival. I slowly opened my eyes and watched as the two arrivals landed a good distance away. My eyes narrowed at the two, and that's when I realized just how serious the situation was. This was no longer an anime, but these were real people fighting for their lives. "Have you been preparing for us?" the one I recognized as Vegeta asked.

"How did you guess?" Piccolo answered.

That was when Vegeta's eyes landed on me, and boy I wish they hadn't. His gaze was intense and it made me instinctively look down to avoid eye contact; I wasn't going to lie, he was intimidating despite his height. "Keiko..." he said as his smirk fell from his face.

This got my head to snap as a scowl formed on my face, "I told you, twat, my name is Anne-Marie. Why do you keep calling me Keiko?"

"If you're not her, then you sure know quite a bit more that most would," he stated as his eyes narrowed in obvious disbelief.

"Let's make this clear, what exactly do you want here?" Piccolo demanded.

I rolled my eyes before sitting down and pulling my iPod out from my backpack and putting my earbuds in; I didn't need to hear the conversation to know what was happening. I hit shuffle as a yawn escaped my mouth, though I couldn't fully relax since I felt like I was being watched, well, until a rock ended up smacking my leg. "Ow! Son of a fucking Bitch!" I barked yanking one of my earphones out. My eyes darted to find the one responsible until they landed on a smirking Vegeta. "The hell was that for, you ass?!"

Nappa was chuckling, "You're right, she seems to have a little more fire in her since we last saw her."

I looked down at my shin where the rock collided and saw a giant welt forming. My glare intensified before my eyes fell back on the Saiyan prince. "You're lucky I had brothers growing up who enjoyed shooting me with air soft guns or I would've attempted to kick your smug ass!" I snarled.

Gohan looked at me in confusion at this statement. "What's an air soft gun?" he questioned.

"It's a fake gun that shoots small plastic pellets that hurts more than you realize. My older brother used to sneak into my room and shoot me in the arm at close range," I explained. "They're supposed to be used on targets only, but lord knows that's not all that they're used for."

I put my earphone back in its rightful place and ignored the rest of what was taking place up until Yamcha and the others appeared. I paused my music before taking my headphones out. "Yamcha, hi, you don't know me, but I gotta tell you something," I said quickly, as I stood up trying to ignore the Saibamen; those things always gave me the creeps.

He paused before eyeing me, "Uh, who are you?"

"That's not important, just here me out. When you fight against those things, be sure to watch your back and don't underestimate your opponent," I answered quickly.

He glared at me as his tempered flared, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

"That means be careful, dip-shit," I snapped, glaring right back. "All I'm doing is trying to save your hide from being killed from your arrogance."

"Just listen to her," Piccolo interrupted.

I nodded my head towards him before sitting back down and putting my left earphone back in. I wanted to pay attention, but also block out the sounds I knew would bother me, such as Tien's arm being ripped from his body. I shuddered thinking about possibly even seeing it. I sighed, but furrowed my eyebrows as I heard something not in the original dialogue. "Before we begin, Nappa," Vegeta said before nodding his head once.

I became alert as I tensed, not sure what to expect. A yelp of shock escaped me as I was picked up and before I knew it I was placed right between the two; my balance was off so I landed on my backside. I groaned as I glared at the two. "Hey, give her back!" Krillin stated.

"Or what?" Nappa questioned.

"See Piccolo? This is why having me near the fight was a bad idea," I growled, crossing my arms; I didn't see the point of trying to escape.

"You seem to be content though," Vegeta chuckled.

I rolled my eyes, "Do you honestly think I can outrun either of you? I may not like the situation, but I'm not stupid."

The rest of the situation pretty much followed the events of the abridged series much to my surprise. I had to turn my back to the fight once Nappa cut off Tien's forearm because I felt myself get nauseous; this caused Vegeta to raise an eyebrow at my decision. That's when Vegeta's outburst caused me to jump almost five feet in the air. "Nappa, wait!" he shouted.

I sighed as the conversation went on and the mentioning of waiting three hours. I nodded before I pulled out my laptop I always carried in my backpack as Vegeta sat behind me on a rock. As he and Nappa had their conversation, I pulled out my computer mouse and turned my beautiful piece of electronic. Might as well do some gaming or something while I'm waiting on the fight to continue. I smiled to myself as I loaded up Borderlands 2 since it was one of my favorite games that I had. I wasn't aware when Nappa flew off, but I did become subconscious when I noticed Vegeta looking over my shoulder. After dying in a boss fight yet again, I sighed irritably before looking at the prince of Saiyans. "Can I help you?" I asked not even trying to hide my attitude.

"What are you doing?" he asked, seemingly unfazed by my irritation.

"I'm playing a game, which isn't easy with you watching me like a hawk. Now leave me alone so I can focus on killing this fucker," I bit, turning my attention back to my game.

The Saiyan leaned closer to my screen, much to my annoyance; I paused the game and looked at Vegeta wearily. "Yes, oh mighty prince of Saiyans?" I pressed.

He scowled at my obvious sarcasm, "I don't understand it; what's the point? It seems like a waste of time."

"The point is to have fun, kill your enemies, and pour all of your stress into it. Granted it could cause you to get pissed off simply because you occasionally get killed by some of the bosses. That's when you need to walk away and take a break," I replied, resuming the game; I finally beat the boss resulting in me whooping. "Yes! Finally! Suck on that!"

"You seem to be really enjoying this game."

"It's addicting, but not as addicting as online gaming. My favorite type of games are ones like the Sims where you can create a household and then kill them off in interesting ways. One time a Sim of mine died via electrocution. I was laughing for a good five minutes cause it wasn't even on purpose; she was tinkering with electronics."

"I still don't see the point."

I shrugged, "There isn't a point to it. It's just stupid fun."

The Saiyan scoffed before he finally left me alone to do his own thing. An hour passed before my laptop decided it was going to die on me just as I defeated a boss...without getting a chance to save. "No!" I shrieked; I slammed my left hand on the ground before growling. "You're shitting me?!"

I sighed as I shut my laptop and put both earphones in my ear to listen to music. I once again felt Vegeta's eyes on me, but I ignored him. After a while, I layed down and rested my head on my arms as I shut my eyes; I didn't want to see the rest of the fight. I jumped slightly when I felt myself be picked up by none other than Goku before being set down right by Gohan and Krillin. I pulled out my earbuds and looked at the man smiling down at me. "I heard you tried to save my friends, and for that, I thank you," he said.

I blushed slightly at the compliment before looking down, "Thanks, I guess, though I wasn't much help...they still died."

"You did what you could," he comforted before looking at his son and friend. "Take her back to Kame House with you; she doesn't need to be involved any further."

I caught the look Vegeta was sending Goku for taking me away, and I shuddered. I guess I was his friend once upon a time and this was him trying to get his friend back. I shrugged it off as Krillin and Gohan each grabbed a hand before flying off with me in tow. "I'm sorry I wasn't of any help," I apologized; in all honesty, I did feel bad about not being of any help.

"It wasn't your fault," Gohan insisted.

They paused midflight when something caught their attention; they then looked down at me and I sighed. "Just drop me off where we were and go help Goku; he'll need all the help he can get," I said.

The two nodded before doing as I said; I sat down on a rock before sighing. Who knew how long it would be until Bulma would get here to pick me up.