Chapter 5
Tuesday, February 22nd 775 A.D
3:20pm

"So tell us!" Goku said. "We already know that Androids are coming to battle us! So tell us why you came here."

"Alright. I come from the future. 1,212 years to be exact!" Marty said.

"1,212 years?!" The guy with the purple hair said with awe. "I come from 17 years in the future!"

Marty waved his hand at him. "Yeah yeah, anyway. That," Marty said, pointing to the DeLorean, "is my time machine. I went back in time to get my girlfriend a present, since it was gonna be her 19th birthday. Then I ran into a tree and ended up here."

"But you don't look like us." A kid who was called Gohan said. "So where are you from? Another dimension?"

"Actually, yes. See, my friend Doc build this DTS-that means Dimension Traveling system." Marty said. "Look"

The group went towards to the DeLorean. Marty pointed at the DTS.

"See? Anyway I didn't know that this was on and I ended here." Marty said.

"Wow! That's so neat!" The little guy called Chaotzu said, jumping up and down.

"Yeah, just one thing I gotta ask." Marty said. "Who are you?" He pointed to the guy with purple hair. "I don't think Krillin told me what your name was.

The guy with the purple hair looked around nervously for a second. "Can I talk to you alone?" He whispered in Marty's ear. Marty nodded. The two went away from the group about 10 metres.

"My name is Trunks." The guy said. "But I can't let the others other than Goku know."

"Why?" Marty said, puzzled.

"You see the guy with the pink shirt and the woman? Well, they are my future parents." Trunks explained, "But since I wasn't born yet, I can't tell them who I am. Otherwise, I may never be born. It's not too good to know too much about someone's future."

"Don't worry, I won't tell." Marty said, remembering the time when he botched up the way his parents met in 1955.

"Okay, good." Trunks said.

"So, Trunks." Marty said. "My car is in a mess. Do you know some one who could fix it?"

"Oh you bet!" Trunks said. "My mother could. Why don't you ask her? Though don't tell her anything about me. I need my time machine fixed too. It's wrecked as well."

"Okay." Marty said.

Marty and Trunks walked back to the group. Marty went up to the woman.

"Uh excuse me, but what is your name?" Marty asked.

"Bulma." She replied.

"Um, Bulma, do you think you could fix my time machine and his time machine?" Marty said, pointing to Trunks.

Bulma looked thoughtful. " I guess so." She said. "My father could help me as well."

"Great!" Marty said enthusiastically. "So could some one help me pick up my car?"

"I could." The green guy called Piccolo said. With one hand, Piccolo picked up the DeLorean.

"Holy shit!" Marty gasped. "How did you do that?!"

"Do what?" Piccolo asked, holding the car with one hand.

"Pick up the time machine!!" Marty said.

"Oh this is nothing. You must be really weak to say that!" Piccolo taunted.

"Hey don't you call me we-"

"Hey you guys cut it out." The guy who was called Tien said. "The last thing we need right now is more fighting. We'll do plenty of that when the Androids come. I'll pick up the other time machine."

And with that, Tien walked over to Trunk's crushed time machine and picked it up.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Bulma said. "Let's go!"

And then they walked off to Bulma's house.