An Old Evil Returns
*~Chapter Five~*
*~The Team-Up~*
(AN: Ok, if anyone out there has ever written a story with a battle scene then you know how hard it is. So just to tell everyone, I do have a battle scene in here. I tried to make it a good one so please don¹t hate me if you think it¹s bad ~_~¹¹ And I know that I have some flaws in my story, but , hey, no one¹s perfect. Also, sorry about all the 1s and 2s. And, this isn¹t a TxM or TxP fic. So, I hope I don¹t offend anyone and uh.....just hope everyone¹s happy and likes the story anyway. )

Disclaimer-I don¹t own DBZ

It had been three years since Marron had become Piccolo¹s student. She had been training very hard and progressed very fast. She didn¹t do it because she wanted to compete in the World Championships or save the world, she did it because she liked to fight. Piccolo was impressed because she had just about surpassed him, but he always felt that there was something not quite right about her. However, Marron wasn¹t the only one who had made progress in the past three years. Pan had kept her vow and trained harder than ever every day. Even though she had gotten better, she still wasn¹t satisfied.

Trunks was sitting and watching the television while Bulma sat in front of her computer. She was currently working on a project where she could build a ship that could transport people any where around the world in a matter of seconds. Bra was out shopping and Vegeta was now the training room after yelling at Trunks for being lazy. (AN: Well, both those things are pretty obvious. LOL).

³So Trunks,² Bulma said, ³Why don¹t you get off your butt and go see Goten or something?²

³Oh....I don¹t know. Maybe later. He¹s probably talking to Paris right now and doesn¹t want to be bothered.²

³Whatever. Just please don¹t bother me, ok? This project is very important to me.²

³Sure, mom. I think I¹ll just go and take a walk or something.² Trunks got up and turned off the television. As he walked down the street, he saw a model in a department store who had a pink outfit that was similar to Marron¹s.

ŒI wonder how Marron¹s training is doing? Maybe I¹ll just drop by Kame¹s and see if she¹s there.¹ He walked away from the city, into a deserted area, and took off. On his way over, he passed over Gohan, Videl, and Pan¹s house. Pan was swimming in a lake and spotted Trunks flying above her.

³Hey, what¹s he doing?² she said, outloud, ³I don¹t know what he¹s up to, but I¹m going to find out what it is.² She got out of the water and put her clothes on over her bathingsuit. Then took off after Trunks. She stayed as far behind him as she could so he wouldn¹t sense her.

ŒI know now that Piccolo is not at Kame¹s, but someplace else. Even though his power is far away, it¹s very high. This must mean he¹s fighting. But who could he be fighting with? It can¹t be Marron becuase the other energy I¹m sensing is just about as strong as Piccolo¹s. So it must be someone else.¹ Trunks thought as he sped up.

³Hey, slow down will ya!² Pan muttered, ³Geez, it¹s not as if there¹s a battle going on or something.² She sped up and continued after him. Soon, they passed over an ocean and started coming up on some islands. Then Pan started sensing something else, too.

ŒThat¹s Piccolo I¹m sensing, but.....who¹s with him? And why does Trunks want to see Piccolo? Well, there¹s only one way to find out and that way is pretty obvious.¹

*~~~~5 Minutes Later~~~~*

³I have to be getting close. Piccolo¹s power is increasing greatly.² Trunks said to himself. Finally, he spotted something out of the corner of his left eye. Piccolo was engaged in a fierce battle and Trunks descended at a fast pace to watch.

³He must have spotted him.² Pan said, diving after Trunks. Trunks landed on top of a cliff, overlooking the battle. Pan followed after and landed right behind him.

³Hey!² she said, ³What¹s up!² Trunks jumped and turned around.

³Pan! What are you doing here?!²

³I followed you, duh!² She walked passed him, putting her hands on her hips and leaning forward.

³Who¹s down there with Piccolo?²

³Well, that¹s what I was going to find out. You see I was going to--² He caught himself before he told Pan about Marron. He wanted to keep his promise to her.

³Going to what?²

³Um...just uh...² But Pan was now concentrating on who was fighting Piccolo. Finally, she got a look at the person¹s face.

³Hey, that¹s Marron!²

³Wha?² Trunks looked down, ŒWow, it is. How did she get so good so fast?!¹ he thought.

³I never knew she could fight. I could barely recognize her with those baggy pants she has on. Did you know about this?²

³Uh....² Trunks started to sweat.

³You did! How long did you know?!²

³About three years.....I think.²

³Three years!!!²

³Shh! Not so loud!² Trunks whispered, ŒWell, I guess the cat¹s out of the bag now.¹ he thought. Marron and Piccolo were fighting when Marron heard Pan. She turned her head and saw them.

ŒWhat?¹ she thought, ŒWhat are they doing here and how did they find us?¹ When she turned her head back, a huge blast came at her and hit her in the face.

³Ooh.²
³Ow.² Trunks and Pan watched as the impact of Piccolo¹s blast sent Marron flying back and made her crash into a wall of rock.

³Woah, that was some blast.² Trunks said.

³I hope she¹s ok.² Pan said, crouching down with Trunks so Marron and Piccolo wouldn¹t see them again. But Piccolo already knew they were there.

ŒHow did those kids find us here? If they pull one more stunt like that, I¹ll blast them.¹ Piccolo thought. Marron had finally come out of the hole in the wall and transmitted behind Piccolo. She put her hands together and slammed them on his shoulders, sending him into the ground. Piccolo got up and they started exchanging punches and kicks.

³D-did I just see what I think I did?²

³I think so.² Trunks said.

³How could she have gotten so much power? She¹s only human!²

³I don¹t know. It seems that she¹s trained very hard to get this far.² Trunks said, shooing away a fly. Pan grit her teeth as she continued to watch Marron, who was wearing a tight, red t-shirt and black, baggy pants, battle Piccolo.

ŒIt¹s time to end this fight.¹ Marron thought, circling Piccolo.

ŒWhat is she doing?¹ he thought, Œ Ok, what are you up to Marron?¹ A yellow ball of energy appeared in her hand and she sent one after the other at Piccolo, who dodged them easily.

³What do you think you¹re doing? Don¹t you know you can¹t win with that strategy?² A smirk crept up on Marron¹s face.

³Oh, this is a totally different strategy.² she mumured. After she had thrown many energy balls, she slowly started to close her fingers together. Piccolo¹s eyes widened and he gasped as he suddenly realized what she was up to. Marron closed her hands and all the energy beams closed in on him. He crossed his arms to block the them. As blast after blast hit Piccolo, Marron stood straight and put her hands on her hips.

³It¹s too late now, Piccolo. Ha! Looks like I¹ve won this round.² As the smoke cleared, she saw that he wasn¹t there.

³What?! Where¹d he go!² Marron said, looking for Piccolo on the ground. When she looked up,

³Solar Flare!² Piccolo yelled and a bright, white light blinded Marron, Pan, and Trunks. Piccolo floated down next to Marron who still had her eyes closed.

³Argh! I can never win!² she said.

³Look, using the controlled scatter shot strategy was a good idea. It would have worked on an unknown enemy, but since I¹ve used that technique before....I have more experience on what to do.²

³If you say so.²

³And you have beaten me before....two times, I think.² Marron slowly opened her eyes.

³Oh yea. Um.....are we done for today?² Piccolo looked at Trunks and Pan, who were now standing up and wondering what was going on.

³Well, since it seems that you¹ve got company........I guess we could continue this tomorrow.²

³Ok, thanks, Piccolo.² Marron waved as Piccolo started flying away. He put his two fingers up and saluted her, then flew out of sight. Marron put her arm down and flew over towards Pan and Trunks.

³Hi, guys, what¹s new?² she smiled.

³Haven¹t seen you in a long time.² Pan said.

³Me, too.² Suddenly, a loud grumble came out of no where.
A sweatdrop came down the back of Trunks¹s head as Pan and Marron looked at him.

³I guess.........I¹m hungy.² he said.

³Well, that¹s pretty obvious.² Pan said.

³I¹m kind of hungy, too, so why don¹t we go into town?² Marron suggested.

³Fine, but I get to pick the restaraunt!² Trunks said playfully. Pan rolled her eyes as she, Trunks, and Marron took off.

ŒI hope I can fit in. I¹ve never spent much time with Pan or even Trunks since we were little.¹ Marron thought as she flew ahead of them.

ŒIt seems impossible that a normal human could posses so much power....especially a girl. Even Krillin wasn¹t that strong. Maybe she is half android because of 18,¹ Trunks thought to himself, ŒHmm.....I wonder.....¹

ŒIf Marron is as strong as she looked out there, I want to be the one to beat her. The only way to learn all her tricks is to train with her. Maybe I could convince her to train with me and hopefully we could compete together in the World Trournament next year. I just hope Piccolo doesn¹t get mad.¹ Pan thought. As they came across a city near Capsule Corp. the three slowed to a stop and floated down. Trunks spotted an All-You-Can-Eat chinese buffet and ran inside, leaving Pan and Marron behind.

³Well, duh!² Pan said, slapping her hand on her forehead, knowing that this would be Trunks¹s first choice for a restaraunt.

³I heard my mom talking about how much Saiyan mean eat...so I guess I get to see actually how much they do eat.² Marron said.

³You have no idea.² Pan said, as they walked in.

*~~~10 Minutes Later~~~*
³I know this might sound rude, but.....Trunks eats like a pig!² Marron whispered to Pan.

³That¹s not being rude, that¹s speaking the truth.² Marron and Pan laughed together.

³Wath tho fummy?² Trunks asked, with his mouth full of Chow Mein.

³Um..nothing.² Marron said. Trunks shrugged and kept on eating. Pan rolled her eyes.

³Listen, the World Tournament isn¹t for another year......so I was wondering if you would train with me. I don¹t want Goten, my dad, or even Goku to see me training.²

³Why? Don¹t you think that training with them would be more benificial than training with me?²

³Probably. But, if I learn any new tricks or impressive strategies, I don¹t want them to know about it. I want to surprise them for a change.²

³I see. I¹d be happy to train with you, but.....I don¹t know about the tournament.²

³Why not? It would be soooo cool if we could fight against each other!²

³Another bowl, please! Oh, and some of that vegetable stir fry! Oooh, and some more rolls, please!² Trunks interrupted, but Marron and Pan didn¹t pay any attention.

³Even though my parents aren¹t competing anymore, they still watch the tournament on TV. Just to see if anyone new or exciting has entered the tournament. I¹ll tell Piccolo, and I¹m sure he won¹t mind, but I¹d have to work it around my schedule. But, hey, who knows when I could go back to school since the teachers have gone on strike for some strange reason.²

³So, you¹re not doing any homework?²

³Well, of course. I mean the school board sends the homework my house so I can keep up. But, I still have to practice the flute a lot because I have to prove that my scholarship isn¹t wasted. But, I can still work with you.²

³Ok, then it¹s a deal then. We¹ll train together.² They shook hands to show that they closed the agreement.

³Ahhhhh. That was good.² Trunks patted his stomach. Suddenly, a beeping sound went off. Trunks detatched the beeper from his pants.

³I didn¹t know Trunks had a beeper.² Marron said. Pan shrugged.

³Uh, guys, I gotta go. Once again, Bra has bought so much stuff that she can¹t carry it all. I¹ve got to help her. See you later.² Trunks got up.

³Bye.² Pan and Marron said together as he walked out of the restaraunt.

³Wait!² Marron remembered, ³You forgot...² but Trunks was already gone, ³....to pay the bill.²

³Uh-oh,² Pan said, ³We need to get out now.²

³I hate not paying....but I don¹t want to be stuck washing dishes for the rest of my life.² Marron transmitted out of the restaraunt and to the back of a store next to it, followed by Pan (luckily, without anyone noticing).

³Whew that was close.² Pan said.

³No, kidding.² Marron agreed.

³So....what do you want to do now?

³I don¹t know,² Marron said, walking out from behind the store, ³Hey, want some ice cream?²

³Sure, I think I have a little money, but not enought for that endless pit we call Trunks¹s stomach.² Marron laughed as they got they¹re ice cream and sat down on a park bench.

³I don¹t mean to seem blunt, but you¹re not what I expected you¹d be.² Pan said.

³What do you mean by that?² Maron asked.

³Well......I always thought that you were a goody-two shoes. You know, a daddy¹s girl and somewhat of a fashion freak. As if you were always concerned with what you wore.²

³Wow.....² said a surprised Marron, ³That was harsh.²

³Sorry.²

³It¹s ok. I would rather have you tell the truth then lie to me. I used to be like that. Well, I guess I¹m still a daddy¹s girl, but not those other two things. I¹m lying now because of working with Piccolo, and I¹ve found that there are more important things that worring if my bracelets match my socks. But, I¹m not dissing Bra or anything because she¹s my friend and she¹s always been a good one to me.²

³I¹m not dissing Bra either,² Pan said, ³I just think that our interests are different. And we don¹t see eye to eye on most things so I don¹t hang out with her much.²

³Yeah, I guess I won¹t be hanging out with her that much anymore, either. But, I got a letter from her yesterday. She asked me where I had been since she hadn¹t seen or heard from me. And she asked if we could get together to get a start on summer clothes. I......don¹t know what to tell her. This is supposed to be a secret. If I tell her, then she might tell Bulma who would probably tell my mom! Too many people know already.²

³Calm down, Marron. Only, Piccolo, Trunks, and I know now. That¹s not many people when you consider how many people we know. You can trust us. Just tell Bra that your family has been spending a lot of family time together and you¹ve been practicing the flute constantly. And tell her that even though the school is on strike, you still get tons of homework and can¹t seem to get away. That there, says a lot.²

³Wait, how did you know I played the flute?²

³Trunks mentioned it to me.²

³Oh.² Marron said, taking a peek at her watch. She had finished eating her ice cream cone.

³Speaking of the flute, I¹ve got to go home and practice.²

³What about the training?²

³I¹ll train once more with Piccolo, tomorrow, and then we can start the day after.² Marron got off the bench.

³Cool. See ya, then.²

³Bye!² Marron headded off towards the woods as Pan sat on the bench and finished her cone.

ŒOk, Marron, let¹s see what you¹re really made of.¹ Pan thought, getting up and heading home.

ŒIt¹s time to stop being such a goody-goody because Pan¹s tough,¹ Marron thought, flying home, ŒI wonder how tough she really is. Well, I¹ll find out soon enough.¹


*~End of Chapter 5~*

AN: Ok, I¹ll try my best with the upcoming fight scenes, but I can¹t quarantee anything spectacular (Marron and Piccolo¹s battle was just taste of what¹s to come ^_^). But, the next chapter is when the real sparks start to fly! Hehe sorry lol. Please R+R! I¹d really appreciate it!