"Trunks," Goku said, grabbing onto one of his wrists, "Stop it, Niy is here to help us defeat the Emperor. There isn't any reason to attack her. Look, she's already down."

"We won't be safe until she's dead, Goku," Trunks snarled still in Super Saiyan. "In my time after the androids came, a being named Niy took over the planet. There wasn't much resistance left and most of the people thought we needed some kind of leader. She strengthened our cities, made each village and building a work of art. In five years we had rebuilt everything, re-sculpted civilization as we know it, and we had finally had hope that we as a people could live a normal life. Then the Emperor came and we found out the harsh reality of it all- the only reason she had re- built the Earth in the first place was to hand over to the Emperor as a gift. She just handed over a planet just like that! She deserted us all just to further her own means! She's a traitor! A monster of greed and deceit! She deserves to die!"

Everyone's attention went back to Niy and they watched her weakly sputter blood out of her mouth and take a shaky breath.

"But Trunks," Gohan said after a moment of silence, "The reason Niy is crippled right now is because she used her energy to revive you."

Trunks gaped and his face became a war of massive emotions. "This. that. thing. .she healed me?"

"Trunks, she gave up a piece of her soul to revive you," Piccolo stated.

"She. she. she gave me a piece of her soul?" Trunks shuddered in horror and disgust. "Tell her to give it back! I don't want to owe her anything! I don't want any piece of inside me at all! You let a monster give me a piece of its soul! You hear me?! A MONSTER!" Tears openly streaked down Trunks's face, his composure torn to shreds. "Do you realize what you've done," he said softly. "You've made me part of the evil."

Mia looked back and forth between Trunks and Niy, and then slowly turned back to Trunks. "You've blinded yourself, Trunks," Mia whispered. "All you see is the monster. You're ignoring the good." Trunks wheeled his head around and finally acknowledged Mia's presence. She stared into his eyes for a minute, turned her head towards Niy's sprawled figure, and started walking towards it.

"Who is she," Trunks asked as his eyes followed her figure.

"Her name is Mia," Piccolo said in a low tone, "And when your time machine dropped into the ocean, she saved you from drowning."

"She looks like an angel," he said.

"If a purple, bat-winged, anorexic woman who doesn't clip her nails looks like an angel," Piccolo muttered to himself. "We're wasting time," Goku said, ending his silence. He broke the sensu bean in two and walked over to Rezan's form. He put one half in her mouth and moved her jaw into chewing motions until some nerve in her body connected and she finished it on her own. Satisfied, Goku took the two steps towards Vegeta's slumped figure and repeated the process.

Rezan's eyes blinked open and the first thing she did was move her head up and take in her surroundings. Her glance focused on the new visitor abs she stiffly stretched herself to her feet. Rezan felt her ki respond inside of her, but it wasn't high enough to take them all out at once. In fact, she was considered an equal to most of the fighters here. Her memory was fuzzy and Rezan didn't feel quite right. Something inside of her had changed and she didn't know what.

The sound of Niy coughing caught her attention, and Rezan frowned at her weakness. The weakling must have brought her here. How pathetic to be beaten by someone who was now cringing in the sand. It was to her advantage though to be left on a deserted island with a group of fighters. It was a great chance to fight and win and grow stronger, but until her opponents made the first move, she was just going to observe. They didn't seem to be paying to much attention to her anyways.

Vegeta winced as he felt some bruise awaken along with his consciousness. He stiffly got up and took in his surroundings. Rezan, the weakling, was looking at him, but her expression was blank and there was someone else in the group that was more important than her for the moment.

"Trunks," Vegeta said with a touch of surprise to his voice, "What are you doing here? Didn't you finish off those androids?"

Trunks smiled grimly as he roughly brushed the wetness of his tears off his face. "I took care of the androids as soon as I returned from the Cell games." Trunks's face changed from that grim smile to a steel blank expression that would have worked if his eyes didn't give him away. Those blue eyes were still glassy with tears unshed and they were very deep with pain. "I came to the past, Dad, because I had to warn you about the Emperor." A single tear betrayed Trunks as it slid down his cheek. "The Emperor. he took Mom, Dad. The Emperor took Mom."

Vegeta's eyes grew wide and his focus faded. He pictured Bulma bloodied or dead or hurt or alone and the pictures of his mind began to rapidly flash over and over again in his mind.

"I tried, I tried to fight him. He was too powerful, too strong. Mom was screaming over and over. They punched her and beat down on her and I couldn't do anything. Anything! He laughed at me as I crawled away, thinking it more terrible for me to live with the failure than die. The only way for me to get Mom back was to live, get stronger, and pray. I crawled to the time machine. I didn't know where else to go. They took her, Dad, and I couldn't protect her. I couldn't save her." Trunks stared at Vegeta with pleading eyes, searching for an answer.

Vegeta groaned with grief and he closed his eyes, his bowed head shadowed so that the other fighters wouldn't see the wetness in his eyes.

"Bulma, the Emperor got Bulma," Gohan said, as he clenched his fists in fury.

Goku closed his eyes and looked away. His heart was so heavy he wasn't even sure if he could carry it.

"He will pay for this," Vegeta said, his voice incrementally growing louder as he continued to speak. "I vow upon all my strength, my honor, and my life that this Emperor will die. He will pay for what he has done."

"Until the day I meet the Emperor in battle, there will be no peace for me," Goku said, the anger in his voice so strong that everyone around him winced from the sharp edge.

Vegeta and Goku looked at each other and for once there was no quarrel, no intimidation, just complete understanding between the two of them.

"Then prepare yourselves," Niy said roughly as she leaned heavily against Mia's shoulder. "Your training begins now."