It would be one year later. All of them were out of school and starting their new lives. Ichigo finally set out and started an official career on android technology, and Orenji started work on her art, which wasn't as successful. Edain had come over many times to the mansion, to train or talk. He was nice—not just a major hottie, but kind to her. Exactly what she needed too—a weak but beautiful boy at her side. Well, it wasn't like that really; he was just her friend, not anything more. Although she did treat him differently than Ichigo or Marija, and secretly hoped he would too.

Rashi, Marija's cousin, came and went in an instant. She gave Ichigo new artificial brain cells from planet Manna (Or at least what remained of the planet), and then had to return to her patrolling in space. Marija stayed, though. She may have been annoying, but she was a good friend and knew what was going on with Orenji-chan, so she wanted to stay and help. Mali of course was out on some new anti-gay movement. Orenji was starting to hate her more and more. On this particular night, though, Orenji was in pure hate.

Orenji paced back and forth in her room anxiously. Her temples hurt—a sign she was going to find something out. She stopped and rubbed them, whispering sweet nothings to herself to calm and be patient. Ichigo was outside on the couch, waiting also.

It happened at dinner. The two Saiyan's were engaged in a conversation on industrial strength soap (whether or not they should make some for Saiyans', since it obviously didn't work) when Orenji felt one of her shocks. It had gone by quickly, but the pain was even more excruciating when it went by fast. The only thing she remembered was being on her back and Ichigo bending over her crying and in hysteria. Orenji knew she had to find out what it all was, and so did her minds-eye.

The Saiyan clutched her stomach and groaned, looking like she was going to vomit and sniffed in pain. Why was this happening to her?! She didn't ask for it! The pain was almost…too much.

Orenji swallowed and shook her head. No, she could take this. It couldn't be that hard, she'd just have to find a way to understand. Quickly she sat in the corner of her room, crossing her legs and closing her eyes. She began to breath slowly, counting every breath as she went. 1-2-3-4-1-2-3-4- 1-2-3-4-1…2…3…4…1…2…3…4…1……2…….3……4…….

'Got to concentrate...focus my power...focus the feelings...emotions...the instincts...I...'

Suddenly she went limp and slipped into an Alpha state, and everything faded into her superconscious mind.

'...What is going to happen?...'

On the back of her eyelids, she saw the flashing of what looked like a woman, then grew into a monster. Another flash. People. Running. Dying. Screaming. Orenji swallowed but kept on.

'...It can be stopped?...

.....Yes......

...How?...

.....Through....him....

.....who?....why is HE always in my mind?....who is

HE??....

.......the one.....the destroyer of all things....once....a

killer to them who are closed minded.....the one that

unknowingly brought peace to all extra life....

.....I don't....understand....

......the past......the killer......the GAME...

Orenji's eyes shot open and she screamed. "THE GAME???!!!!.....oh

my god....HIM..."

Ichigo came again through the doors. "What?! What did you see?!

"My visions…have been answered."

"What?"

We will save the world Ichigo! My vision told me...him!"

"Who?!

"....the gamemaster....Cell...."

(Oooooh—bum bum bum! Thought I'd give ya'll a little time to let that one sink in. Remember: Review and I'll give you a new car)

Ichigo looked horrified and sputtered, "Cell?!? Why Cell? He's a monster! He'll kill us…oh wait…"

"Yeah." Orenji growled at her friend's stupidity. "He's the one who made it possible for humanity and aliens to get along, at least until the Z Fighter Genocide. He can help us—"

"What makes you think he'll trust us?" Ichigo spat. "Let's not forget that mother fucker Gero's models never trusted anyone, not even their own creator." She shivered at the thought.

"They were rebels, just like us. Android 18 trusted others—all it took was a little time, that's all. Gero's mode's were and will always be the best android models, because they were equipped with artificial emotions and intelligence's that acted as if they were all-natural. The androids could sleep, cry, eat, piss, screw, etc. And besides, this is my minds-eye talking here Mai." She smirked. Ichigo just stood there, amazed at Orenji's knowledge on the subject.

"Well…" Ichigo began, swallowing her pride. "If he trusts us and is willing to help, then…fine." She crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes. Orenji on the other hand jumped up off the floor and smiled in glee.

"Did you check the android files?" Orenji asked.

"No."

"Check an android search and find any data on Cell."

Ichigo narrowed her eyes in confusion but nodded. Finding information on rare and powerful androids was like finding a rare picture on the internet. It could be done but was so friggin' hard. "Okay."

Later in the lab, Orenji was holding a blueprint that looked like calculus for Einstein on it. "Well well..." She said. "Looks like Dr. Gero made a few differences in this one than the rest...hehe…"

"What?" Ichigo asked, poking a screw driver at a remote.

"Nothing." Orenji put it down on the desk, biting her lip to keep from laughing. "So what did you analyze?"

"Seems to me like Cell's never been traced by a computer before. Oh my God...So he WASN'T complete."

"What?"

Ichigo pointed to a red spot on the diagram of Cell. "See. That's an A Flash."

"Um....?"

Ichigo sighed, "You know how Cell was a synthetic model?"

"Thats what the legends say."

"Well, an A Flash is what we have, what all natural matter has. The ability to learn, to grow stronger naturally. Cell was, or thought he was, a "perfect" model. That's not true. He has the ability to learn things naturally, to become stronger beyond his model." She grinned.

Orenji gasped. "Whoa...So why didn't anyone know?"

"Well duh, it was the 28th century, their technology was whacked. Plus I'm a genius so..." She smiles and Orenji rolled her eyes. "ANYWAY, what should we do?"

Orenji paused and turned around "....Do you still have the Time Lapser?"

"Oh my God..."

"Lets bring him back."

"It will alter time!"

"No it wont. Nothings gonna change if you bring him forward at a good time."

"When? What time?"

"At the split second when Gohan, you know your ancestor, fires the attack at him. When he dies."

Ichigo thought in silence. "You think this will work?"

"Oh yeah. You send me and I'll have him practically dead and freaking out, wanting to know where he is." She smirked and Ichigo sighed loudly. She looked up and found Orenji starring like a zombie at the ground with her head tilted to the side.

"Hey what's wrong with you?"

Orenji's head popped up like a robot. "...Nothing. What's wrong with you?

Ichigo rolled her eyes. "...Ooookkkaaayy." She smiled weakly and walked upstairs.

In only three minutes she came back down, holding a small purple wrist watch that looked like the one James Bond used if he were a Martian.

"Here's the Time Lapser." She said, handing it to Orenji-chan. Orenji took and slipped it onto her wrist. "Dejavu." She said sweetly, and Ichigo smiled. She exhaled loudly and looked at her Saiyan companion. "Well here it goes…" Orenji extended a finger and pressed a large green button on the watch. Ichigo stepped back. Orenji concentrated on the place and time she wanted to go to. Suddenly, she disappeared in a flash and went through the never-ending whirlwind of time. Colors swirled all about and she felt as if she was completely weightless.

Finally she stopped—really stopped, as if she hadn't been falling at all—on the ground of a strange looking green and blue planet. She looked around and gasped. There, standing infront of her, was Cell. His back was turned to her and she wasn't seen by any one else. Not even the strongest Saiyan on Earth could keep her mouth from staying shut as she realized what was happening. Somewhere off in the distance she heard a young boy yell "KA…MA…"

Then Cell sputter something like, "No…No you can't!"

"HA…MA…HHAAAAAA!!!!!" Great green light flew forth towards both Cell and the hidden Orenji-chan.

"NO!!!" Cell yelled.

Orenji sighed in annoyance at the boy's choice of power assault and jumped up, clamping her arms and legs around Cell's unsuspecting chest and waist. Cell could have jumped through the ozone layer (or whatever planet Namek has) if it hadn't been for the amazing strength holding him, and he froze in absolute terror.

There was no time to speak, only to act. Orenji practically crushed the android in her arms as she reached around him and pushed the green button again as the light continued to come forward. They dissolved, and were completely gone as the Kamahamaha attack struck the ground.

Ichigo jumped almost five feet when she heard a high pitched scream from Orenji-chan coming out of the time travel. With all her power, Ichigo ran like a mad woman outside just in time to see her friend clamped around the abdomen of a monstrous android. Her mouth dropped and her pupils turned into pinheads.

"Oh my god..."