Dragonball Xenoverse-Time Patrollers Chapter 1: The Warriors Gather

The Time Nest...

"Well, here goes nothing."

Trunks gazed down at the 7 orange orbs on the ground. They pulsed with light, giving off a thrumming noise. Taking a deep breath, Trunks called out the words.

"Eternal Dragon! I summon you! Awaken and grant my wish!"

The Dragonballs flared brightly. The light grew and then shot straight up into the sky. Immediately, the skies overhead turned pitch black and the air vibrated with untold power. The light continued to grow and stretch across the blackened sky and then it began to take shape. Soon, the light dispersed, and in it's place, seeming to take up the entire stratosphere, floated the Eternal Dragon, Shenron.

No matter how many times Trunks saw him, he was always impressed. Gigantic beyond belief, the green dragon coiled like a great serpent in the sky. His red eyes gazed down upon Trunks and a vast rumbling voice boomed out."

I AM THE ETERNAL DRAGON! STATE YOUR WISH, AND I SHALL GRANT IT!"

Trunks stared up at the immense behemoth before him. This was it. Time to make his wish.

"Shenron, I wish for you to send me a warrior of strength and virtue!"

There was a moments silence, then the crimson eyes of the dragon flashed.

"YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED!"

Trunks covered his eyes as a bright light flared up. Peering through half-closed eyes, he could just make out a silhouette within the ! No, there were...4?

As the light faded, Frost gazed around. His icy-blue eyes took in his surroundings, and he wondered, where he was. And, more important, how had he arrived here. His long tail swished behind him, conveying his confusion.

"Whoa! What the heck happened?"

Frost gazed in the direction of the voice. He found himself staring at a female with a mane of red hair and green eyes. She was dressed in a Saiyan battle uniform. And, curled around her waist, a monkey tail. Frost was surprised. This girl was a Saiyan! But, that couldn't be. They had been wiped out . The Saiyan girl's eyes drifted around and then settled on him. They widened in surprise.

"Hey, who are you? Did you bring me here somehow?" She took up a fighting stance. "You better start talking, you space lizard."

Frost was usually good at maintaining his cool. Still, to be called a space lizard? He had heard Saiyans could be crass, but this was just downright insulting.

"I know nothing about how you got here," he said. "If anything, we're in the same boat. I don't know how I got here, either."

"How do I know you're telling the truth," she replied. It was clear to Frost that the female was spoiling for a fight. Typical Saiyan.

"I warn you," he said coolly, "Don't take me lightly."

She snorted derisively. "Take your own advice."

A bright red aura surrounded her and she flew towards him. Frost braced himself, ready to counter, when...Something moved in front of him and the charging Saiyan girl...something huge! Frost couldn't see who or what it was, but it intercepted the girl and halted her charge. She stopped just inches from the towering figure and glared up at him.

"Is this how you always resolve something," a deep voice rumbled. "It's obvious he knows about as much as you do."

"Who asked you to butt in," she said. The

giant figure turned around. Frost's breath caught in his throat. It was a Namekian! The biggest one he had ever seen. He stood at least 8 feet tall and Frost noticed that, unlike other Namekians, this one had red skin. He had never seen one like this before. Frost felt so small, standing in front of this giant. He himself was just a few inches under five feet.

"You seem more reasonable," the large Namekian rumbled. "Any idea where we are?"

"I'm afraid not," Frost said.

The Namekian stared down at him. Frost noticed he had sky-blue eyes, a contrast to the fiery red skin.

"You look similar to someone I've heard about," he said. "You wouldn't happen to be an acquaintance of someone named Frieza, would you?"

Frost noticed the Namekian's huge fist clench, ever so slightly. It was true he was of Frieza's race, sporting white and blue skin tones. And he could tell why the Namekian was acting hostile towards him, if only subtly.

"I have no association with that genocidal maniac," he replied calmly.

In a sense that was true. But he also knew he wasn't being entirely honest. Still, the hulking Namekian didn't need to know. Both locked eyes, blue and intense, waiting to see how the other would react. Finally, the red alien's fist relaxed and unclenched.

"My apologies," he said. "I suppose I shouldn't judge you for the crimes of another."

"It's understandable," Frost replied. "I get that a lot."

"Hey! Did you two forget about me or what?"

They turned their attention to the irate Saiyan. She glared at them, still itching to fight.

"Violence will solve nothing," Frost spoke to her. "We need to figure out where we are and how we got here."

"Well, no duh," she replied. "And anyway, I...Hey. Who's that?"

Frost and the Namekian turned in the direction she indicated. Standing nearby, as if oblivious to them was a female alien. Frost recognized her as a Majin. The pink skin and elastic-like texture was a dead give away. The female Majin seemed to be staring up at something in the sky.

"What is she..." Frost wondered, gazing up.

He let out a startled yell, his actions mimicked by the other above them was a gigantic green dragon. It was serpent-like, and it's body seemed to fill the whole sky. It gazed down at them with glowing red eyes. At ground level, Frost saw the dragon's tail taper down and seemed to be merged with a glowing light.

"It can't be," the Namekian gasped.

Above them, the dragon stirred and spoke.

"FAREWELL!"

Just that one word. And then, it vanished. One second it was there and then the next, it was gone. The light on the ground split into seven orbs. The orbs floated up into the sky and then each one shot off in a different direction. Once they were gone, the pitch black faded away and was replaced by a clear blue sky, as if night had suddenly given way to daytime. For a moment, they stood there in stunned silence. Then the Saiyan girl broke the silence.

"Wha...What was that," she exclaimed.

"It was a dragon," Frost replied. Even though he said it, he couldn't quite grasp the concept of having seen one.

"Those were Dragonballs," the Namekian whispered. "But, how?"

Frost stared at the giant alien in surprise. He recalled hearing something about items called Dragonballs long ago. It was said they could grant one wish to the person who found and collected all of them. Was that what they had just witnessed?

"It was...so immense."

Frost's attention shifted to the female Majin. She still stood, gazing up at the empty sky, as if hoping to see the dragon reappear. When it became appearant that wouldn't happen, she finally looked over at them. She seemed uncertain at first, but then she walked over and joined them.

"Hello," she greeted. "Were all of you brought here, too?"

"It seems that way," Frost replied. He gazed around the area. Now that he had a moment, he could see buildings here and there. It was almost like a small city.

"Did that dragon bring us here," the Majin asked.

"I'm not sure," Frost said. "I'm afraid I don't have any answers."

"Perhaps I can provide those."

All four turned and saw a young man with short purple hair approach them. Frost noted that the youth carried a sword strapped to his back. He could see this lad was a fighter. He could sense his power. The young man halted just a few feet away and gazed at each of them.

"Well, this was unexpected," he muttered. "I only asked for one warrior, and instead, I get four." His gaze shifted to the female Saiyan. "I don't believe it! You're a Saiyan!"

"Is that a problem," she asked, a challenging tone in her voice.

"Not at all," he replied. "It's just...I thought only my father and Goku were the only survivors."

"Goku," the Saiyan said, sounding surprised. "You know Goku?"

"I do," he replied. "Oh, by the way, I should introduce myself. I'm Trunks."

"Well, Trunks, glad to meet you," she replied, her tone suddenly cordial. "The name's Scarlet. Say, I don't suppose you could introduce me to Goku, could you?"

"Uh, we'll see," Trunks replied. He turned his attention to the Namekian. "Wow. I know Namekians are tall, but you're the biggest one I've ever seen. I always thought Namekians were green."

"Usually, yes," the giant Namekian said. "However, in extremely rare cases, some of my kind are born with different colored skin. I've even heard rumors of albino Namekians."

"I see," Trunks said. "And what's your name?"

"Call me Belias," he replied.

"Belias," Trunks said, nodding. "Nice to meet you." He turned his attention to Frost. "I never expected someone from Frieza's race to show up."

"Contrary to popular belief, we're not all like Frieza," Frost said, his tone slightly frosty. "My name is Frost. And unlike that maniac Frieza, I actually value life."

"Okay, okay, sorry," Trunks said, placatingly. "I didn't mean to offend you. You're right. I shouldn't compare you to him."

Frost nodded. "I appreciate that. And I apologize for my tone."

"So, that just leaves you," Trunks said, turning to the female Maijin.

"It's nice to meet you, Trunks," she said, smiling. "I'm Sorbet. So, could you tell us, just how we got here? And why we're here?"

"Of course," Trunks said. "If you'll follow me, I'll explain everything."

End of Chapter 1...