"Hey, those guys are coming toward us." Trunks pointed out to them.

Nina and Jarvus stared at the approaching strangers who could very well have been enemies. Nina's eyes narrowed as she saw them coming closer. She could feel their power and it was spectacular! It was nothing like she had ever felt before in her entire life. Nina couldn't tell how powerful these 3 new fighters were, but just to show them courtesy, she ought to not make the first move. She just hoped that her 'brother', Jarvus, wouldn't be stupid enough to make the first move.

Nina closed her eyes and felt her power slowly calm down, as well as her physical appearance. She could feel her hair turn wavy and soft as it fell against her neck. The burning sensation left her eyes and body as her muscles began to shrink back to normal size. The golden ki flames that surrounded her turned back to red blazes and soon those faded away as well.

As much as Jarvus wanted to fight, he too wanted to know who these fighters were and what they were planning to do. He could sense their energy and knew that they were powerful beyond a shadow of a doubt. His spiky gold hair had fallen back to its original silver color and he could feel the burning excitment leave his eyes. Jarvus then descended from the sky and landed next to his silver rod. He placed it in the bow holder on his back and it changed from metal to a wooden rod instead.

Nina began to descend as well and she landed next to Trunks, stern expression not quavering for a bit. "Trunks, you guys feel that?" she asked, still looking at the 3 strangers approaching them.

Trunks nodded and so did the others. "Yeah." was all they could say.

Nina looked at them, her serious expression not changing at all. "We should all stand our ground. Let's see what they want and determine if they're friend or foe." she told them.

They all nodded. The others could tell it was a command, but didn't mind. Because they were curious as well.

Jarvus' brows furrowed. Hmm. Those look like mercenaries from 3 different Elites. If I'm not mistaken, one is from the planet Feilynx, one is from Striker and the other is from Vloria. Jarvus thought to himself. Jarvus then felt the tooth-shaped stone that hung around his neck on a strap of leather burn against his chest underneath his shirt. His eyes narrowed even further. What are 'they' doin' here?

* * * * * *

Samuel and Kino looked up at eachother from their reading, questioning looks on their faces. They both darted their eyes in different directions, eyes narrowed in defense. Kino slowly closed her book and set it down beside her on the couch. She then got up and curled her hands into a tight fist, steadily increasing her power. Samuel looked over at Kino and knew that she had felt that same disturbing power crash into their senses. Samuel placed his book in his chair while he stood up and started to increase his power.

Kino still looked around her, as if trying to point something out. "Sam, did you feel that?" she asked him.

He gave a nod and walked over towards her. "Yeah, and I know for a fact it's not Nina. It's way too horrible. And though it may be hard for me to believe, but it's not Jarvus either." Samuel said. Kino looked at him unbelievingly. "Jarvus can be a real bad guy at times, but this power I just sensed is way worse than his. I already felt his power anyway, his and Nina's. I think they were fighting eachother." Sam explained.

Kino nodded. "I know, I could sense them too. But I just wasn't so sure if that was my brother Jarvus or not. But now I know for certain it's him." Kino said.

She then felt a warm glow against her neck and she touched her tooth-shaped, ivory colored earring. It was starting to heat up. "Something's about to happen. I should've realized this when I felt Nina max up her power." Kino said regretfully.

Sam nodded in agreement and they both charged up their power. With a burst of orange ki, Sam was out the door. Kino touched her earring and felt the burning feeling had remained. Suddenly, a wave of pure white ki surrounded her entire body and Kino shot into the sky towards the battleground.

* * * * * *

On Dende's Lookout, both Piccolo and Dende felt a surge of power snap their senses awake from meditation. Dende, a headstrong and intellegent Namek who was the Guardian of Earth, grabbed Kami's old cane and ran towards the edge of the Lookout. Piccolo, who was still the same noble and serious Namek he always was, followed Dende slowly and was in no kind of hurry. Mr. Po Po looked up from watering the plants in the house and followed his gaze after Piccolo and Dende.

Dende leaned over the edge of the Lookout, leaning against the cane. A bead of sweat formed on his forehead and it began to slide down onto his nose. But Dende was in such a deep trance that his mere body reaction was the least on his mind at that moment. Piccolo soon was beside him and looked down the Lookout, falling into a trance of his own. A flash of light was all he could detect and it was so intense that he soon snapped out of his thoughts. When he looked over at the young Namekien beside him, he saw that Dende too had drifted out of his trance and was just staring out over the Lookout.

"Something's afoot." Dende said.

Piccolo nodded. "Yes, yes I know. But what is it Dende?" he asked curiously.

Dende shut his eyes slowly. "I see 5 stones. 5 powerful stones, and a magnificent bright light. Too bright to look at for long." Dende repeated his vision. He opened his eyes. "I also sense danger Piccolo. Great danger that will be caused by just 3 people, each one not of this planet, yet they are not of the same race. But only the 5 stones that I saw, will wash the blood shed that will be caused by these people." he explained.

"Can you sense how powerful they are Dende? These 3 people, are they stronger than all the Saiyans combined, even all of our fighters?" Piccolo asked.

Dende heaved a sigh. "Yes, I'm afraid so Piccolo. But only one of the fighters will be able to defeat all 3 of them with no trouble at all." he replied.

Piccolo jerked his head around to look at Dende. "Who is it Dende?!" he asked anxiously.

Dende picked up the wooden cane and held it to his side. "Well, if my vision is correct, it should be one of the Saiyan fighters. Only 5 of the Saiyans can control one of each stone. But only one of them, the most powerful Saiyan and probably the most powerful being in the Universe, can control all 5 of them and its power." he answered.

"Can you tell who it might be Dende?" Piccolo asked.

Dende shook his head. "Unfortunately I am not able to figure that out. The Awakening will happen in the future."

Piccolo looked at Dende, not quite sure what he meant. "Dende, in the future? I don't seem to understand." Piccolo replied.

Dende wiped the sweat off his brow and sighed. "Neither do I Piccolo. All I know is that the Awakening will not happen during this battle." Dende turned away from the edge of the Lookout. "There are only 3 stones on Earth. It will only happen when the 2 stones return to their Master."

Piccolo was about to ask again what he meant, but Dende did not stay around long enough to hear his question. Dende silently went by Mr. Po Po and into his room. Piccolo saw Dende go to his quarters and when he was no longer in sight, with a flash of light, Piccolo now had on his gauntlet and weighted turban. Then he flew off of the Lookout and headed toward the upcoming battle.

* * * * * *

Vegeta was in the Gravitron, training as usual in the late hours of the night. But he had just shut off the Gravitron when he felt an interesting power hit his senses. He could tell that it was undoubtedly strong, but not of this planet. It was alien to this planet and according to Vegeta's fighting instincts, these foreigners were not someone you should fool around with.

Vegeta wiped his face off with his towel and massaged his arm muscles a bit. He then pulled on his black muscle shirt over his head and took off his head strap. Then he put on his black windpants with 2 white stripes on the sides over his skin tight shorts. Vegeta tied the laces on his black and white sneakers and walked towards the pod door. He pressed the button that opened the door and felt a gust of wind whip across his body.

Vegeta closed his eyes, inhaled and then slowly let the air out of his mouth. He turned his head to look at the stars and smirked. "Hmph, another battle I sense is approaching." Vegeta said to himself.

Then a burst of blue ki flames enshrouded his entire body as his grin widened. "I'll see you on the battlefield Kakarot." he muttered, then he shot into the sky.

* * * * * *

Goku woke up suddenly and sat up in bed, sweat covered his entire body. He held his head and started to pant, as if he just plunged out of water he was about to drown in. Chi-Chi, alarmed by her husband's abrupt reaction, sat up as well and placed her arms about Goku. He was tremulous in her arms and that worried Chi-Chi terribly. She gently brushed his dark banes away from his face and kept her hand on his cheek.

"Goku, what's wrong?" Chi-Chi asked.

Goku shook his head. "I, I don't know." he stammered.

Chi-Chi gave a sigh. "Goku, it'll be okay. Just try and get some rest." she reassured him.

Goku climbed out of bed and Chi-Chi reached out for him but he was too far. Goku opened his closet and pulled out a set of orange pants and an orange gi cover. He got on his knees and pulled out a drawer chest. Goku picked a dark blue undershirt and slipped that over his head. Chi-Chi began to panic, knowing what he was going to do.

"Goku! Where are you going?!" she asked, knowing very well where he was planning to go.

Goku tucked in his dark blue undershirt into his orange pants. "There's gonna be a battle Chi-Chi, I know it." he replied. Goku grabbed his orange gi cover and pulled that on over his undershirt. He then grabbed his dark blue belt and tied it tightly around his waist. "And so do the others." he finished.

Chi-Chi climbed out of bed, her pale pink nightgown being dragged along the floor. She ran to Goku and grabbed hold of his arms as he slipped on his 5 pound, blue wristbands. Goku looked at her, wondering what she was trying to do.

Chi-Chi began to shake her head from side to side. "No Goku! Stay here!" she demanded.

Goku placed a comforting hand on her face, then he twiddled with the black strands of hair that hung on the sides of her cheeks. "Chi-Chi, don't worry. I'm gonna be just fine, you'll see." he comforted her.

Chi-Chi looked into her husband's eyes and knew his mind was made up. That unbreakable chain of determination burned in his eyes. He also had a soft smile, telling her that everything would be okay. Chi-Chi sighed and walked towards her nightstand.

She looked over all the different lotions and bottled perfumes and then picked up a round bottle with an ovel shaped top. There was a small, red silken rope tied around the top while the rest hung on the side of the bottle, longer than the bottle itself. She then picked up a leather pouch and placed the bottle into it. Chi-Chi then tied the brown string that was laced and entwined through the edges of the leather pouch into a knot.

She went back over to Goku and held the leather pouch out to him. "Goku, I want you to take this." Chi-Chi said firmly.

Goku took it out of her hand and he held it up in front of him, a puzzled look spread across his face. "What's this Chi-Chi?" he asked.

"It's my special Healing Potion, Goku. My feelings tell me this battle will be brutal and devistating. After it's over, make sure you take care of everyone's wounds will you?" she ordered.

Goku's eyebrows raised. "You know that Chi-Chi?" he asked amazed.

Chi-Chi gave an exasperated sigh. "Nevermind that Goku. Just do as I say!" she hissed.

Goku nodded and then tied the string of the leather pouch to his belt on his waist. He walked towards the bedroom window and opened it, feeling a rush of cool air blow in his face. He turned back to his wife and saluted to her in farewell.

"Goodbye Chi-Chi. I'll be back." Goku said. Then he flew out of the window and into the sky.

As he cruised across the sky, his eyebrows furrowed as he collected his thoughts. I wonder if we'll be able to defeat the enemy this time. I sense that these new adversaries are going to more powerful than we think.

* * * * * *

Krillin and 18 woke up, both of them startled half to death. They both turned and looked at eachother, neither one having to say a thing. The look on their faces confirmed their suspicions. Just then, 7 year old Marron walked into her parents' room rubbing her eyes. She was dressed in a light blue nightgown and was dragging her brown teddy bear across the floor. 18 and Krillin looked over at their daughter who slowly beagn to trudge sleepily towards their bed.

Krillin tried to loosen up from the intensifying power level that just smacked his senses silly. He smiled at his little girl, long blonde hair and icy blue eyes, just like her Mother's. "What is it Marron?" he asked her.

18 got knocked back into reality. Her sensors had indicated that those readings she just recieved were off the chart. Krillin's voice brought her back to what was going on in the room. "Yes honey, what's the matter?" 18 asked.

Young Marron walked towards the edge of the bed and grabbed the bed sheets. She looked very serious and her fist began to tighten around her stuffed animal. "Mommy, Daddy, I can't sleep." she answered.

18 pulled back the covers as Marron climbed in. "Did you have a bad dream sweety?" 18 asked as she pulled the covers over herself and her daughter.

Marron shook her head. "No, I had a bad feeling." she looked at 18 and then at Krillin. "Someone bad is here, I can feel it." Marron finished.

Krillin looked at 18 and 18 looked back at Krillin. They didn't understand why they were shocked at her reply. After all, she did come from a Z fighter and a killer android. But the way she said it, so calm and mystifying, it was enough to send chills up both their spines. Krillin knew that Marron had gained her senses just as much as 18 knew. They also knew that they had to go off and help the others fight, but what would they do about Marron?

"You have to go and fight, don't you? Momma, Poppa?" Marron asked.

Krillin and 18 both sighed in distress. They both knew that Marron was wise for her age, but what were they to do? Yes, they did have to go and fight, but what would they do about Marron? Marron was a good fighter for her age, but she was always a gentle person who didn't like to fight. They couldn't take her along with them and they definitely couldn't leave her home by herself.

18 held her daughter close. "Yes dear, we have to go and fight." she said.

Krillin leaned over towards the edge of the bed and grabbed the phone. "I don't think Videl and Gohan would mind if we brought her over there to stay." he said to 18.

18 nodded and she looked back at Marron. "Marron, go and get you a change of clothes for tomorrow. You're going to stay the night with Pan and Videl, okay?" she explained.

Marron nodded. "It's okay Mommy, I know everything will be okay." she paused. "For now." she finished.

* * * * * *

Gohan rushed about the house, trying to put on his pants while holding his shirt in his mouth. Videl was chasing after him, hoping to catch him before he fell on his face. Pan was in her white and blue striped PJ's, waiting for her father to stop jumping around long enough for her to ask him if she could go and fight as well. Gohan slipped his shirt on over his head and headed toward the dresser to get his wrist bands. Pan followed.

"Uh, Daddy?" Pan called to him.

Gohan turned around, a serious look written all over his face. "I already know the question Pan and the answer is no!" he replied.

Pan scoffed at him. "But Dad! You and the others need me out there!" she said.

Gohan shook his head. "No Pan! I won't have you out there fighting, risking your life! I won't have it!" he demanded.

Pan ran towards her father and then she got in front of him, arms folded across her chest. Gohan was about to shove her out of the way, when Videl came up behind him and grabbed hold of his arm. Gohan sighed and brushed a hand through his hair.

"Pan, listen to me--" Gohan began.

"No! You listen!" Pan cut in. Her eyes narrowed at Gohan severely. "You always treat me like a weakling!" she complained.

"Pan--" Gohan tried again.

Pan's banes fell over her eyes. "Well I'm not! Now if what you and I are sensing is just a spark from the fire, then you're going to need my help! And don't even try and get me with that lame 'But I don't want you getting hurt' excuse 'cause I ain't buyin' it Dad!" she snapped.

Gohan had just about enough. "Pan! You're staying here and that's final!" Gohan ordered.

Pan took no heed to his words. "I'm Going!" she yelled.

Gohan, without thinking, back-handed Pan across the face and she gave a small yelp in reply. Videl gasped in shock at what just took place. Pan held her face and turned her head back around to face her father Gohan. She could feel her cheek burn from where she had been hit. Gohan's eyes widened as he stared at his hand.

What did I just do?! he thought to himself. Gohan balled up the hand he slapped his daughter with and turned towards the door. What's done is done. I just hope she'll realize I didn't mean any harm by it. Gohan continued.

Gohan flew out the door, leaving a shocked Pan and overwhelmed Videl behind. Pan still had her hand against her face in total disbelief. She felt like crying, but she was so caught off guard that she didn't even think to cry. Her emotions were frozen solid.

"He, he struck me." Pan said, quite appalled.

Videl looked over towards her daughter, who still had her hand on her cheek. Videl walked toward Pan and placed her hands on her shoulders. Pan looked up at her mother, eyes glistening.

"Pan, are you alright?" Videl asked. Pan gave no answer. Videl sighed. "Pan, how did it feel?" she questioned.

Pan looked down at her feet, hand still against her cheek. "I've been battered, bruised, and beaten up. I've been struck with every type of ki blast and I've had cuts and broken bones..." she sighed. "Dad and I have fought eachother, no holds barred. We've given it our all or nothing when we train. He's blasted me, punched me to were I cough out blood, and even got me to the point where I had to stay in bed for a few days..."

Pan looked back up at Videl and she could feel the tears form. "And even though that slap did no damage to me at all, nor did it hurt but..." she paused, then gave a quavering sigh. "That was the worst pain I've ever felt in my entire life Mom!" Pan cried out.

Videl smiled. Amazingly enough, Pan, her little teenager, did not cry but the tears still hung in her eyes. Pan was one bad girl and she sucked in those tears. Pan had only cried once in her life and that was when she was born. When she was young and she'd hurt herself from hanging around Trunks and Goten, she'd just get right back up and keep on moving.

Videl placed a hand on her daughter's head and Pan looked up at her. "I know how you feel Pan dear. But you gotta understand, your father loves you very much."

Pan nodded sadly. "I know." she answered quietly.

Videl sighed. "Well, hurry up and get dressed now." she said absent-mindedly.

Pan looked quite at a loss. "Mom, what are you talking about?" she asked.

Videl walked towards the window and sighed. She leaned against the wall and crossed her arms. She stared out of the window into the stars and her eyes narrowed. A memory flashed through Pan's mind. It was a picture of her Mom when she was younger and very rough. Pan recalled her Mom dressed in a long shirt with long sleeves and some black skin tight shorts. Her Mom's long dark hair was in pig tails and it looked badly groomed. She wore finger cut-off fist gloves like Pan does now.

Videl blew her banes from her face. "I don't like the idea of Gohan going off and getting himself hurt. Sure we could use the Dargon Balls to wish him back, but it's actually comforting to know that he's one of the few and probably only Z fighter that hasn't been wished back by the Dragon Shenron."

Videl turned to look at her bewildered daughter. She laughed at her expression and then winked at Pan. "Besides, it would be a real hastle to go out and search for those blasted Dragon Balls, wouldn't you think?" she asked.

Pan smiled and gave her the thumbs up. "Yeah!" she said with zeal, but then her happiness drifted. "Uh, Mom? What about Marron?" she asked.

Videl shook her head. "Not to worry. By the time you get back, she'll be asleep in your bed. Now get moving!" she said firmly.

Pan nodded and raced upstairs quickly to change clothes. She put on her orange and black trimmed shirt, baggy black pants and then she wrapped her orange bandana around her head. She slipped on her black finger-cut-off fist gloves, balled up a fist and then punched infront of her. Then Pan opened her window, and with a burst of white ki, she headed off towards the battle that was soon to begin.

* * * * * *

Nina and the others watched as the 3 strangers strolled up towards them, obviously taking their time. Nina then felt the stone under her shirt begin to glow, it felt warm against her skin. She touched the spot where the stone was hidden.

Nina's eyes narrowed. I don't like this. she thought to herself.

Finally, the 3 foreigners came up to them. The one in front, and who was probably the leader of the 3, was the green haired girl with the braided banes. She had a mischeivious smile spread across her face as well as a glimmer of the same mischeif in her green eyes. She looked about 18 years old and had a spunky look to her. Her bright colored clothes and hair was quite noticeable against the dark bodysuit.

The second person to come up behind her was the royal blue haired boy. The side locks were braided and his banes were thick and a bit spiky on the ends. He wore a black shirt with a radiant yellow lightning bolt across the front of it. He wore a loose, long-sleeved white shirt underneath the t-shirt and he had on dark blue pants. His skin complexion was a light tan and his eyes were an eerie blue topaz. He wore his long hair in a low ponytail held by a black ribbon that was wrapped all the way around, no ends or loose pieces. A slight breeze picked up and blew his blue banes away from his face, revealing a lightning bolt similar to the one on his shirt.

Finally, the last person to step out of the file up was another girl. More like a cat-girl. She had bright orange hair that just came above her shoulders. Her golden brown ears twitched as the wind tickled the little hairs inside of them. She blinked a few times until her hazel eyes adjusted to the light. She then wrinkled her black nose and brushed a few strands of her thick banes away from her eyes. Her paws were rather large and just a tint of white were on the tips of the fingers. She then stretched her paws out and the black claws shot out of them, then she relaxed and they slowly went back in. The beast girl placed a hand on the hip of her bright orange, black spotted dress. Then she smiled, revealing dagger-like teeth.

The green haired girl walked towards them. She walked straight up towards Nina and smiled. Nina didn't return the gesture, but the stranger did not seem to expect one anyway. She bent over, hands behind her back, and looked up at Nina who didn't even move. Only her eyes followed the stranger's movements.

The girl closed her eyes and gave a little chuckle. "Well, aren't you going to ask us who we are?" she asked playfully.

Nina blew air out of her nose. "Okay, who are you?" she asked.

The girl stood up straight and then brushed her hair off her shoulder. "Glad you asked." she said. Then she pointed to herself. "The name's Tessay." she introduced.

Next she pointed towards the blue haired boy. He ran a hand through his hair. "That's Rowan. He's one of my comrades." Tessay said.

Then Tessay pointed to the cat-girl and her razor sharp fangs glistened as she purred. "Her name is Cougar. She's my other comrade." Tessay said proudly.

Nina arched an eyebrow. She was bored. "Alright, now what business do you have on the planet Earth?" she asked.

Tessay shut her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. "Nothin' really. Just here to kill a few Saiyans is all." she said bluntly.

Nina wasn't impressed. "And what do the Saiyans have to do with you?" she asked.

Tessay opened her eyes, that same mischeif in revealed in them, and then she smirked. "Oh, not us. It's our employer who's asked us to do this. You see that's who we are y'know, we're mercenaries." Tessay said boldly.

Her smirk grew into a devil smile. "And we're the best out of them all!"