A/N: Time for that Xenoverse novelization with Mizao that I promised in Pendulum Room Reunion. I will be mostly focusing on this fic, as unlike all my others, I have a full structure planned out for this one. I will be ignoring the limit on the number of moves at any one time from the game, obviously, and I will be trying to do this great game and my first OC justice. As for dialogue, I will be pulling from the anime, the games, and the Abridged series for inspiration. Please note that the events of Pendulum Room Reunion are not canon to this fic. And yes, the girl in the thumbnail is indeed Mizao herself. Read and Review! Disclaimer time:

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Age 737- Planet Tallon

"Why? Just why?"

These thoughts ran through the mind of the Saiyan girl Mizao as she stood, her armor wrecked and her body beaten. She and her team had been on a regular conquest of this planet when Zarbon and his elite, a group they considered their allies, had attacked them. They had beaten Zarbon's men and their combined power had nearly gotten Zarbon- and then he'd transformed. They hadn't even known he could do that, and it had cost most of them their lives. Now, only Mizao was alive, the others scattered around the battlefield. One with his head twisted 180 degrees, another who'd had her limbs severed, and the twins mutilated beyond recognition by Zarbon's brutality. The demonic looking reptilian alien grinned evilly at her as he raised his arm.

"Now, my job here will be finished. Enjoy your stay in Hell, monkey, and know the rest of your filthy race will join you soon."

Mizao squeezed her eyes shut, tears of fear and sadness running down her bloody face as she heard Zarbon's blast coming at her. Anger, fear, and sadness swirled inside her, but she was too badly beaten to do anything about it. The light of the blast grew brighter, and everything went white….

Age 850, Toki Toki City

"SOMEONE CALLS YOU FROM ACROSS TIME. BRAVE WARRIOR! NOW, COME FORTH!" a voice boomed. The white light faded, and Mizao opened her eyes. Somehow, someway, she was alive. She was now dressed in a forest green gi and combat skirt that matched the color of her back length hair and eyes. Her hands were clad in fingerless purple gloves and deep blue boots with a yellow stripe down each. She seemed to be standing in a field of some kind, the sky black. A noise behind her caused her to turn around. She stepped back and gasped in shock. A gigantic serpentine dragon, about 500 feet long, scales green as emeralds and eyes glowing red like lava, was towering over her. It spoke in the same voice she'd heard earlier. "YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED. FAREWELL." The dragon vanished in a golden glow, and seven spheres spiraled into the air and dispersed. A wish? What was the dragon talking about? Where was she? These questions would have to go unanswered now, as footsteps alerted her to another's presence.

Mizao turned slowly to see a boy about her age, maybe a little older, walking towards her. He was taller than her by about a head, and had purple hair in a bowl cut. He wore a black coat and black jeans. A sword was strapped across his back. Mizao dropped back into a battle stance. What if he was one of Frieza's men, and had tracked her here?

"You're surprised, I'm sure." The boy said. Mizao grit her teeth and corrected her stance. She was surprised to have been saved from death, but right now she wanted answers. "I'll have to explain it all to you later. For now…" The boy took hold of his sword. Mizao's eyes widened and she readied herself for battle. She was back at full power, so even without her scouter, she was sure she could take this boy. "Let's see how much power you have! AAAAAH!" the boy finished before drawing his sword and leaping at her with a shout.

Mizao dodged his slashes and leaped back. The boy sheathed his weapons and lifted his hands into a different stance. Mizao charged him, letting her anger out in an enraged scream. She struck out at him, punching, kicking, and wildly swinging. The boy was able to block a lot of her hits, though she still got a few in. Breaking off, Mizao dropped back and up into Ki range, where she was stronger, and blasted at him over and over. A barrage of giant blue Ki blasts sailed at the boy, who rapidly swung his sword, knocking them aside. When Mizao stopped, the boy looked up at her and raised both hands, creating a glowing yellow energy ball. "FINISH BUSTER!" he shouted, flinging it up at her. Mizao dodged to the side, a grin spreading across her face. The boy had just given her a new technique to work with. One of Mizao's specialties was Ki mimicry. Most techniques could be copied with just a look, and this boy's Finish Buster was now hers. She looked back down and noticed him rapidly moving his arms in a strange pattern before finishing with his thumbs and index fingers in a diamond shape. A fiery ball of Ki accompanied the shout of "BURNING ATTACK!" Mizao dodged again, and this time, she was ready to counter. Quickly copying the boy, she sent her own Burning Attack flying at him, managing to surprise the boy. The taste of his own attack knocked the boy off his feet, and Mizao landed, walking toward him.

"Alright, you've seen my power. I want answers. Who are you, how did I get here, and what happened?" Mizao growled, picking the boy up by his collar. The boy easily broke free of her grip with a flick of his arm, leaping back and skidding to a stop a few feet away. He hadn't been as hurt as it had seemed.

"You were chosen. Chosen by Shenron. Sorry for attacking you, by the way." The boy said, tossing his sword into the air and letting it land perfectly in its scabbard. "I suppose you do deserve answers. My name is Trunks. I am a Saiyan-human hybrid. This is Toki Toki City, where the flow of time gathers. As for how you got here, I made a wish on the Dragon Balls for a warrior who could help us defend history. Shenron, the Eternal Dragon, chose you, and saved you from being killed by Zarbon."

"How do you know abou-"

"I'll explain later. As for when you are, you were yanked forward by about a century. It's Age 850. As for the planet Vegeta, it was destroyed by Frieza about a day after the attack on your team. Only a handful of Saiyans survived. He was afraid, afraid that a Super Saiyan would rise and overthrow him."

Mizao sank to the ground. Age 850? And the Saiyans were nearly extinct because of Frieza? She hadn't wanted to believe it, wanted to believe that Zarbon was acting out on his own, against Frieza's orders. But she had to face facts. Her homeworld was gone, and it was because of a creature they had been completely loyal to.

"I know that's a shock, but I need you to pay attention. This next part is important." The sound of Trunks' voice brought her back to reality. She looked up at him. "I am a member of the Time Patrol, a group of warriors from throughout history who are sworn to keep watch over time and correct any problems in history. You see, if history goes off course, it creates a false timeline. We travel back to correct these timelines and put history back on track. Those who join us do not age past our primes, and we are allowed to leave at any time. I want to offer you, Mizao, a chance to join the Time Patrol. You will be a defender rather than a destroyer, and time traveling means you may have a chance to take revenge on those responsible for your race's destruction. So, what's your answer?"

Mizao didn't even need to think about it. A chance to get stronger, take revenge on Zarbon and Frieza, and getting to fight for as long as she stayed with the Patrol? It was a no brainer. "I'm in. What do you need me to do?" she said, standing up and taking Trunks' extended hand. Trunks smiled.

"You can relax now. Welcome to the Time Patrol. Take a walk around the city and introduce yourself to some of your fellow Patrollers. You can begin your training with them, and I'll either come find you myself or have a helper robot come find you when I have a job for you."

Mizao explored the city for a while, obtained a new scouter with a nifty purple screen, and took note the myriad of people in the Patrol. Her thoughts were interrupted when she nearly tripped over someone. "OI!" a voice shouted. Mizao picked herself up, an apology on her lips, but it died in her throat when she saw just who- or what, she had tripped over. He was a squat gray Majin in a weird outfit colored bright pink, green, and yellow. He glared at her with eyes that seemed to have a permanent thousand-yard stare that was seriously unnerving and said, "Dumplin would like to ask you to watch where you're going!"

"Sorry, I didn't see you there."

"I hear your apology, but Dumplin feels offended for being ignored, and as such, you must repay this offense. Train for a little bit with me, and I'll consider us even!" Dumplin said, a creepy smile growing across his face. Mizao pushed herself up and accepted. Anything to get this creep off her back.

"Holy crap, for someone so ridiculous looking, this guy's good!", Mizao thought as Dumplin landed another blow. The training battle they were having was intense, as Dumplin could make full use of his Majin physiology, and knew a very effective combo that was very tough to escape. As she was launched again, Mizao realized Dumplin was going to charge again. Then again, he never shut up, so it was easy to tell when he attacked. Thinking quickly, a sneaky grin on her face, she charged and launched a Burning Attack at Dumplin just as he came at her. The Majin's face changed to a hilarious "oh crap" face before he was blasted back. While Dumplin reeled, Mizao charged up and launched a volley of Ki Blasts at Dumplin. The Majin tanked a few, but as he got closer, he got hit by more and more of them. To finish, Mizao charged a last ball over her head and flung it directly at Dumplin. When the smoke cleared, the Majin was still standing, but both fighters were exhausted. Dumplin declared their match a draw and made her promise to a rematch later. As Mizao left the item shop later, having gotten a Senzu Bean to heal, a robot stopped in front of her. Trunks had a mission for her.

A/N: He is here, and HE'S GONNA DUMP! I'm so sorry, but I couldn't resist having Dumplin in here. He won't be showing up much, he's Team Four Star's OC after all, not mine, but I hope they don't mind a few appearances. If they do, I'll edit him out straightaway. I realize this isn't exactly how it goes in the game, but hey, it's a fanfic. I really, really hope this is a good start. I didn't get to flesh Mizao out much, but this is gonna be a long fic, and unlike Impa the Dragonborn, I don't intend to ditch this one, so I've got time. As for references, the planet Mizao and her team were invading before they were attacked by Zarbon is a reference to the setting of Metroid Prime, Tallon IV. Also, the thing about Time Patrollers never aging is a headcanon of mine, since Trunks has clearly been a Time Patroller for a while in the game and doesn't look much older than in the Cell Saga. I figured that a Saiyan like Mizao would jump at the chance to be able to fight forever, even if it meant a total role reversal from their usual demeanor. The possibility of revenge on Frieza just sweetens the deal. Techniques used: Full Power Energy Blast Volley, Burning Attack, Finish Buster. Anyway, Trunks has a mission for Mizao. What awaits her in the timestream? If you haven't already played the game, you'll find out next time! Once again, review, please! TTFN, Ta-Ta For Now!