Time

Time

By: Tsukiakari Kouhai

Author's Note #1: Ok. So what. I've been spelling Maron's name wrong. My bad. Anyway, from now on, I'll spell it the correct way. Thanks for your time!

Author's Note #2: The next few chapters are going to be in P.O.V. form.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Dragonball Z characters. I only own Mikomi Tenshi, Tenshi En'you, Tsukiakari Kouhai, Mamoru Son, and Michael Tomachi.

Chapter 3 – Vegeta-sei

Trunks' P.O.V.

"Well? I'm waiting for an answer!" yelled an impatient Vegeta No Ouji. Maron and I didn't know what to say. Instead, our mouths hung open and our expressions made us look like two deer staring into the headlights of an incoming car.

"Very well, then. Guards, throw them into the dungeon!"

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I can't believe it. I actually saw my father when he was about my age! I wish that I could've had more time with him, though.

"Trunks…Trunks…Trunks!" A hand waved in front of my face, surprising me, and making me fall over.

"Ack!" I screamed as I fell from the cot I was sitting on in the dungeon. Maron pulled me up.

"Trunks, the King of Vegeta-sei wants to see us!" the blonde announced loudly in my ear.

"My grandfather?" I asked stunned, "Wants to see us?"

"Shh…We don't want to give away that we're from the future. Plus, in a few days, I heard that Frezia would be coming. You know what that means, right?"

"Yeah. He's going to destroy the planet."

"And we can't stop him. It may alter the future."

"Then, how will we survive?"

"We'll find a way."

Maron's P.O.V.

I didn't know what I was thinking when I said that. "We'll find a way." It rang through my head. I didn't even know what we could do. I wish I had never agreed to go time traveling.

"I hope so," he told me. Trunks stood up and looked out the cell window. The sunlight shone on him, lining his features in a silvery glow. I never saw him this…serious…this…handsome…

"We must leave at once," I told him, trying to forget the site I saw.

"Yeah. We don't want to keep the king waiting."

The guard led us out of the cell and to King Vegeta's throne. The throne room was magnificent. A red carpet led to the king's throne. Marble pillars trimmed with gold lined up across the pathway. As we walked down the aisle, I noticed the phases of the moon etched in gold diagonally on the crimson carpet.

I looked up from the carpet to see that the prince was next to his side on his own throne. Both were similar in shape, but the prince's was smaller in size. King Vegeta rose from his seat and the guards bowed in his presence. Trunks and I did the same.

"You, boy. Who are you?" he asked in a deep voice.

I sure hope he doesn't tell him the truth…

Trunks' P.O.V.

Should I tell him the truth? Or should I just lie to him, my own grandfather? No. I have to tell him the truth.

"I am Trunks Vegeta Briefs of Earth," I looked at him straight in the eye, "I come from the future."

He stood there, staring at me in the eye. It felt like he was reading my expression. I rose and gave him the trade mark smirk that all of us from the royal bloodline had.

"And I have more power than anyone in this room."

At that time, my arrogance got the best of me. Maron was tugging at my pant leg, begging me not to say anything more revealing with her eyes. King Vegeta rose an eyebrow at me.

"Is that so? Then, I challenge you to compete with one of our strongest warriors," he said while crossing his muscular arms in front of him and giving me the trade mark smirk.

"I take your challenge." I crossed my arms, also.

"Very well, then. Napa!"

"Yes, sire?"

"You and Trunks must battle to see who's stronger."

Napa and I were led to a battling coliseum in the back of the palace. The floor was of pure silver, which had an energy field around it to keep it from being destroyed. The floor had been in the shape and color of the moon. Around the fighting area stood 4 pillars that stood tall. The king explained earlier that if you were thrown beyond the pillars, you would be disqualified. To me, it was as if I was back on Earth, at the Tenchi Bukai, fighting for a prize. To me, the prize was my grandfather's respect. To win, I'd have to defeat Napa (without killing him) and not go Super Say-jinn.

"Ready?"

Napa and I nodded.

"Set?"

We nodded once again, this time getting in fighting stances.

"Go!"

Maron's P.O.V.

What was he doing? I can't believe it. How did we get into this? Oh, wait, I know, his arrogance. I wish I wasn't here. Ouch! That must've hurt him. Trunks had hit Napa with that 'Fire Burning' attack of his, kicked him in the back of his knees and landed a punch on his chest. He better not use any of those attacks our fathers and Goku-San uses. If everything goes right, we won't change the future. I hope so.

I took a glance at King Vegeta and noticed he wasn't very happy as Trunks attacked mercilessly on Napa. Trunks was attacking him so much that Napa couldn't counter any of them. After a few seconds, Napa was thrown beyond the pillars. With that, we were dismissed to one of the living quarters in the palace instead of that dismal cell we were in before. For some reason, the king took mercy on Napa and let him live. Lucky for us that he did or else we would've changed our time.

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Tsukiakari: Well, I hope you liked this chapter. (She smiles.)

Mamoru: You're a lot nicer than Amai was.

Tenshi: I'd say.

Tsukiakari: So you guys are saying I'm soft on you?

Mamoru: Yup.

Tsukiakari: (Gets out her whip.) Run.

Mamoru: … (Runs off at a quick speed.)

Tsukiakari: Bwahahaha! (Chases after Mamoru.)

Mikomi and Michael: (Both of them sweatdrop.)

Tenshi: They've got it bad for each other.