Dark Oblivion
The sun had risen above the mountains, and the air was crisp as Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks were saying goodbye. Trunks was looking handsome as ever in his jean jacket, and black pants. Saying goodbye was never easy, still Bulma helped him strap on his sword to his back, and told him to be careful on his journey back to his time.
The time had come for Trunks to return home, he knew his mother was worried about him, for he had been gone for two years past time, and one year his time. After hugging his younger mother goodbye, he waved to his father who was kicked back against a tree and flew into his time machine.
After a final wave he vanished
While on the way between Dimensions, Trunks was thinking to himself about his last trip, and how going in the past always cheers him up.
Goku just had that air about him. Whenever things were bad, no matter how bad it was, seeing him seemed to erase all the problems: that was just a special gift he had.
Still now it was time to go back to his world and help restore it back to the way things are in the past. The androids really messed things up and it was his job to make it better. He was the last Z fighter as well as the last hope for the people. So he began to think about the new changes he could make, when suddenly a brief thought had entered his mind.
This was the last time he would be able to go into the past….
Trunks began to wonder why he thought that….He had the time machine so he could always return…Couldn't he….
…
After about a minute he was back in his own time. Unfortunately his time wasn't like the past. Everything had been destroyed and everything was barren. Trunks capsuled his machine and began to fly home…
As he was flying home, he was surprised the repair project hadn't at least repaired the city. Still he figured do to man power or lack of money and resources the project didn't have the power to repair anything…At least he hopes this was the problem. Still as he passed one village after another, a bad feeling came over him, and this wasn't anything he could shake.
Trunks stopped for a minute over a village
An older man waived to him and he waved back
(Well it looks normal) Trunks looking at the people buzz from one side of the market place to the other, mothers hollering at their children to keep close to them and to stop messing around
Trunks smiled and brushed his bangs out of his eyes, and saw some of the kids see him and point to him and waive.
He waived to a few others then continued on home, the only thing abnormal about the village was a hint of sorrow in the people's eyes and Trunks knew, like always, his feeling was right. Something bad had happened and even though he didn't know what it was. He knew something wasn't right.
Trunks arrived home and though the house was rebuilt, it still looked the same round home it always was. Still Trunks could sense something was wrong and it just didn't feel the same.
Trunks entered cautiously and walked into the front room, there was a chill in the air.
"Mother?" Trunks
Since there was no response and no one was there, he went to check the lab.
As he neared the door to the lab, he stopped to survey the scene
"The Hell?" Trunks placing a hand to the door
The door had all sorts of scratches and dent marks on it. Fearing for his mother he entered the lab using his mothers' code to enter, and called out to her.
"Mother!" Trunks looking around (Where is she)
Still there was no answer, and as he entered everything looked the same as it had always been. Her secrete projects and her machines she was perfecting were still in tact. Closing the lab door he went to head to her room.
(Where the hell is she? Perhaps she's at capsule corps or something or shopping, but she doesn't go shopping unless it's with me or ChiChi) Trunks walking down also remembering his young mother as he said this last part.
Still as he was walking down the long dark hall he heard the front door open, and turned around.
"Mother!" Trunks "I'm home but where the hell did you go" Talking as he ran down the hall to great his mother, but he stopped dead in his tracks, he was shocked to see it wasn't his mother at all.
A tall man with dark hair, a beard, and a twisted mustache entered the house. Immediately Trunks went on guard.
"Who the hell are you" Trunks in a deadly yet calm voice
He knew this man wasn't strong like him so he knew he was no threat, still if anything Trunks was curious.
"I am the president of capsule corps" Man
"!" Trunks gone wide-eyed in shock
Seeing the reaction on Trunks he smiled and continued
"My name is Rasho, Ah you must be Trunks, Bulma's degenerate son" Rasho
"!" Trunks squaring off and giving him a death glare equal to that of Vegetas
Not being intimidated he began to walk into the house and take off his shoes in what seemed to be his usual manner, then he walked out of the doorway and into the house to fill Trunks in on the details.
"Your mom and I married about seven months ago, your mom fell ill and while you were gone on your "adventure" she died in my arms without you at her side" Rasho forgetting about tact and telling it like it was
"…" Trunks shocked and straitened up as he began to take this all in
Trunks didn't know what to say, he just stood still and continued to have his confused and shocked expression on his face
Seeing the response, or lack there of, Rasho continued
"It was about three months ago. Since we had wedded I took over the company and have been finishing the projects she started." Rasho seeing Trunks not move an inch he went further inside the house to the living room, and put his torn leather bag down on the scuffed, light wooden table. Then he proceeded to the couch, and fell into the couch as though he was grieving over the loss of his wife.
Trunks only vaguely saw the man move, he was still trying to comprehend the information he was given. At this point not knowing how he was going to react, he just stood still.
(!) Trunks being filled with questions and different emotions all at once
Whether this was true or not, Trunks could feel the pain this man had, and he could tell it was nothing compared to his own.
Trunks felt a stab in his heart and though Trunks would never cry in front of anyone, he could feel the tears begin to well up inside, and Trunks calmly left the house without another word being said.
Rasho saw Trunks open the door and leave the house; still he didn't know what else to tell him, and being that he was still grieving, he was unable to give any comfort to Trunks, so he just watched him leave.
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Outside
"…" Trunks
Trunks gripped his hands into fists, then flew off
(…) Trunks (How am I suppose to believe this guy, I don't even know who the hell he is)
Trunks flew off as fast as he could to go to his "secrete base". This was mainly a vacant barren land thirty miles outside of town, there he could unleash his fury and no one was around to get hurt.
Still as he flew, the battle between him and the tears came to an end, and he lost. They just began to flow down his cheeks, the wind would sweep the tears away, but more and more continued to flow.
With every passing moment more tears were shed, and the little happiness he had had from his trip, was gone.
His soul was being consumed by the sorrow he had in his heart, and this was the beginning of his breaking point. With every tear came sorrowful unanswerable questions that he knew would never have answers…
(Why mother…Why didn't you wait for me to return….Why did you leave me….Who the hell is this man….Did you really love him….Is he telling the truth….Why did you have to leave….Was it because of me?...Was it because I wasn't here?...Could I have prevented this somehow?...) Trunks
Trunks was thinking and crying at the same time, and as more time past more anger and sadness arose in him, and finally he knew he couldn't make it to his "secrete base".
"I can't…." Trunks stopping in mid air and gripping his fists tight to which blood flowed down his fingers.
There was a barren stretch of land below and as he landed the fury consumed him and he just cut loose.
"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Trunks unleashed his fury and fell to the ground
His fingers dug two inches deep into the dirt, and as he pounded the floor his anger and sadness made him turn super Saiyan 3.
After crying his sorrowful tears he just let his energy go.
His energy escaped from his body and blew everything around him for miles. Nothing was able withstand his fury.
Everything from the smallest patch of yellow, dry grass, to the tallest mountains crumbled into rocks and boulders. Everything from that radius was gone in a blink of an eye. The only thing left was small rocks.
Still that didn't concern Trunks. Tear after sorrowful tear shed from his eyes and Trunks, for once in his life, didn't know what to do.
Finally after about five minutes, he was spent and exhausted, he transformed back to normal, and fell to the floor not caring that his hair mixed in with the dirt.
At this point in time….he just didn't care…..She was gone….the only person in his time he really cared about, other than his mentor Gohan, she was the last one and now she too had left him, and coming to grips of this made him feel helpless and hopeless.
Bitter sadness came over him and all Trunks wanted to do was lock all of this away, somehow, He didn't want to feel this pain anymore, but he didn't know what else to do
…
Time past and he just laid there, too exhausted to move, and not caring.
The clouds moved by in the sky and the wind rustled his hair.
"Mother" Trunks whispered "Why?"
More tears came and went and finally as they ceased, taking all his strength, he got up from the floor.
"WHY DID YOU LEAVE!" Trunks hollered as he clenched his hands into fists
More blood flowed down his fists and loosing control of himself, Trunks began to punch every boulder in site and sent them all flying for miles.
"Who the hell is this man!" Trunks firing pot shots at the boulders he had flung into the sky then used as targets "Why did you marry him!"
He then stopped after he ran out of boulders; he stood there taking in breath
"Man, what now?" Trunks sighing
He was spent again and just sat onto the floor burying his head in his hands.
Trunks pain seemed to be more than he could bare and after crying a few tears, he just rested his head on his arms and looked around. His eyes were red and his hair was messy and dirty from him lying on the dirt. Still at this moment his appearance wasn't anything he cared about.
"…" Trunks looking around at all the devastation he caused
All Trunks could do was smile
"At least I had a good training session, All right enough of this" Trunks getting up and finally coming to a conclusion
He figured the last thing he could do was say goodbye to his mother at her gravesite and let her know he arrived safely home. So after dusting himself off, and cleaning up a bit, he flew off to go search for her gravestone.
…
…Days passed….
Trunks had searched for days till finally he gave up.
(Where is she?) Trunks "Damn, I've searched everywhere"
Finally deciding that she was no where around, he had no choice but to ask Rasho where he buried her.
So finally he gave in and went back to the house.
Unsure if he was home or not and not really giving a damn, he walked right in.
"This is going to be awkward, this is still my house. Still he did marry my mom as well" Trunks giving a huge sigh he walked up the stairs to his room
"Damn" Thinking and talking to himself
Trunks was used to being the man of the house, now to have to give up that role to who knows who, made him feel vary uncomfortable.
Still knowing he wasn't there Trunks took a shower and after changing into a white t-shirt and blue jeans he went to his mothers' lab.
"The hell?" Trunks noticed more marks on the door
Putting a hand on the door he noticed these marks were consistent and deep, still after awhile he dismissed this he went in. He charged up his time machine and went on his mothers' computer.
(If someone is trying to get in here, then I will make a back up copy of all of her files and put a virus into the computer. This way if anyone tried to hack in, other than me, everything, all data, all files will be destroyed. The only person who should finish her work…is me) Trunks a little defiant to his new stepfather
Trunks made copies of all the projects, work, and all data his mother had spent her life working on, then uploaded the virus onto the computer so it was ready just incase.
"There…that's better" Trunks (Well it makes me feel better)
His mother had created power capsules that could help bring power to the city. The old electronics were able to be plugged in and used; still since the power was only temporary, the old electronics, like computers, could only be used up to an hour.
The power capsules themselves were capable to power the houses for six months, providing large technology privileges like computers and microwaves weren't plugged in to zap all the power.
Still this is still being experimented with, so Bulma hooked up their house with power capsules to test the capsules out. Still being that they weren't used to having conveniences like power, his mother only used her computer once a week till the new capsules were completely tested and finished, still when she did use the computer she downloaded all her information into it, and if someone was trying to break in, this is what they would want…her data.
And Trunks wasn't going to let them get it.
Still after the virus was uploaded, he looked at where she was in the projects and judging where she was, he could tell she hadn't finished it yet.
So for something to do, Trunks shut off the computer, and began to finish where she left off on her projects.
As he worked he began to think of what it was he was going to do.
(Next to mom I am the only one who would be able to finish her work) Trunks thinking as he worked on a few repairs to the equations regarding the capsules
Trunks put the pencil down and put his hand on his chin, then after awhile began to bite down on his thumbnail
"The idiot already took my position as president of capsule corps; I could reclaim my position easy, everyone knows I am the true heir to the company." Trunks
Trunks began to put his feet up on the wooden desk and kick back in the chair "Still what I want is to go back to my young mothers' time and see Gohan and Goku…and my father"
Trunks gave out a large sigh and sat properly at the desk and looked back down at the paperwork in front of him.
"I mean I could finish this easy, but what would be the point, just to give it to Rasho…I WONT!" Trunks put all the folders together and put all the projects his mother was working on onto the desk and capsuled it. Then he put everything else in the larger capsule, and re-capsuled everything into one large capsule.
By the time he was done packing everything up, all that was left in the room was his time capsule, and a little laptop he always kept with him.
This laptop was his present from his younger mother; together they loaded all his information in it, including information on his time capsule, and ways to repair anything that may need repairing or updating.
Trunks sighed and sat down on the chair
"I will leave after I say goodbye to mother" Trunks making up his mind "Then I will give all these findings to my young mother in the past. It is her find"
Feeling better he continued onto another project that he had been working on for two months. It is going to be a new charger for his time capsule. This will let him charge the Time capsule faster. With the current charger it takes a month to charge. Still this new charger will let him charge up the time capsule in a week. The faster he is out of here the better.
"It is time to say goodbye to this place." Trunks
Knowing Rasho wouldn't be home for another three hours he buried himself into the work. He liked fixing things…It was simple and in the end he got satisfaction that he had accomplished something new. Since he was in an emotional state this was exactly what he needed. His sorrow and pain had left him briefly and he was busy working on this project…Till his thoughts had turned on him.
(What if something bad had happened to her, what if someone killed her, if so, I will kill them) Trunks crushed the controller in his fist
Just as his pain left him, it had returned with vengeance…Once again he had become emotional and silent tears streamed down his eyes. His heart grew heavy and his soul cried with him…
More time past and at some point in time, sleep had found Trunks.
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Trunks awoke to banging sounds on the lab door, for someone was attempting to try to force the lab door to open. Trunks knew that their efforts were going to fail, for the lab door was made from and alien material off of an old spaceship, Trunks always just assumed it was from his fathers ship, still it was going to take more effort than what a mere human had to pry it open.
Trunks got up and in spite of the banging sounds he finished capsuling everything but his time capsule.
(Damn thing still needs to finish charging.) Trunks looking at the large machine
All the mini capsules he placed in a hand held box, then he capsuled that box into a single capsuled and placed it in his pocket.
Smiling he listened and noticed the banging stopped, taking a look around at the empty room he smiled again pleased with himself.
(Now if someone gets in the only thing I need to worry about is my time capsule. Still my fathers' door will keep them out and the computer now has a virus so it too is safe.) Trunks smiling at his efforts
Not understanding why and not caring, Trunks went over to the door after a long period of silenced and opened it. The culprit had left and after closing it, harder than he really needed to, he left up the stairs to the main house to see if his so called step father had returned home.
He entered the front room to see the guy looking more disheveled than ever. He was in the same position he was in when Trunks left him, only now it looked as though he was under more stress then before.
The man looked up as Trunks entered the room.
"Come here son" Rasho
"I am not your son" Trunks in a deadly voice
"I loved your mother, I love her still, you are a part of her, and I love you" Rasho
"…" Trunks
(What the hell?) Trunks
Still thinking about his mother, made him question everything. He wasn't here with her, so perhaps her wanting to marry may have been her choice, and if the bastard was able to make her happy, even a little, than he was entitled to give him the benefit of the doubt as his way of thanking the man for making her happy. Still it didn't mean he had to like this guy, there was just something about him.
Still Trunks needed this guy to give him what he needed, and that was information.
Trunks sighed and looked at the pitiful human
"Where did you bury my mother" Trunks calmly and softly
"I didn't bury her" Rasho looking even more pitiful
"What!" Trunks
"She was cremated" Rasho with tears in his eyes got up and went to him only being a few feet apart "She was spread over the sea, where we were wedded about forty miles from here"
(She's……..Gone…) Trunks
Trunks' mind was going at forty miles and hour
(I can never say goodbye……….I can never see her……She's never going to return…) Trunks trying to come to grips with everything
"Go and rest son" Rasho
Not putting up a fight and in too much shock he did as he was told.
In Trunks' room he sat on his bed in the dark with his thoughts as the only company
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Five days passed
Trunks didn't eat much, and slept little.
For every time he tried to sleep he only had nightmares of his mother dieing and during the day his mind was on his dreams.
This caused him to slowly loose himself, and this made him become depressed, and since he became depressed his soul began to suffer as well.
His dreams were of his mother suffering, she had died a hundred times in his dreams, and each time was more horrific than the last.
In one dream when she died she was screaming out for Trunks to save her, and at times he'd be so close to her, but then she would burst into flames in front of him, and the ashes that were once his mother would then blow off in the wind, leaving the dead decay smell of the body, that once was in the air, the smell was a smell he knew well…The smell of rotting corpses is not something easily forgotten…
In another dream he walked down to the lab, the air was thick, and a stale smell would hint at his nose. Slowly and cautiously he opened the lab door only to find a blank room and still quietness.
Then as though watching a screen, images would slowly appear; dark and blurred at first, and then slowly the color would come. His mother was knocked out onto the floor and the blood slowly began to drip from her skull. The blood began to create a puddle on the floor and he would call out to her, but there would be no response.
He would then rush to her side and attempt to call out to her, but he couldn't touch her his hands would go right through her body as though he was a ghost for he had no flesh, and then he sensed someone was behind him…Quickly he turned, but all he saw was a dark image that shielded the only light to the room.
The image was dark and he laughed maniacally, dismissing him he turned back to his mother and as he stretched out his hand to her, her body began to melt and her skin slowly peeled off her bones. After awhile all that was left was her skeleton, then it too turned into ash and Trunks was once again alone…
He turned back to the dark figure and suddenly the figure was beginning to come to view but each time he would attempt to get a clear view of the man Trunks would wake up and scream out for his mother, but all he would get was silence, she was no where around…And she wasn't coming back.
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Trunks would wake up with more tears in his eyes and since he wasn't eating much, his strength was leaving him. He was suffering by these mental images, and horrid dreams; these were the only things he could think about.
Physically he was upset and angry, and as these images played with his mind, in this dark room of his, he began to become unstable and becoming even more devastated…
Mentally he was becoming more and more unstable…The food he would eat was whatever Rasho would bring up to him, and even the food he would bring, he ate little of.
Trunks didn't want to eat anything and above all he just wanted to be left alone…
…
Trunks lifted his head from his arms, heard a sound and knew Rasho had returned home, Trunks heard him enter the house, and slowly he was coming up to check on Trunks, and to give him dinner.
This became Rashos' routine, he always checked on Trunks, to feed and to see him.
Early that morning, it hit Trunks that all he had left was this new Step Dad of his. This was the last tie he had to his mother, and even Trunks had to admit that he was at least attempting to make and effort with him.
Somewhere within Trunks' mind was a small happiness deep inside that was growing with every site of Rasho, and a small hope that maybe they will be able to become a family, for at this time of sorrow is when they needed each other the most, and everyday that had past he at least would try to make Trunks smile or at least give some comfort.
So today Trunks agreed that he will make an effort as well, and maybe with time, he will be able to except his mothers' new husband, and perhaps together they could rebuild their world to become just as good as the past.
The door opened slowly, as though it was with caution, the light from the hallway lit up Trunks' room.
"Trunks?" Rasho said quietly as though not wanting to disturb him if he was sleeping
"…" Trunks staring at the wall opposite Rasho
"Son you need to stop this…This isn't going to change anything" Rasho placed a plate of food on Trunks' stand then moved closer to him
"I know" Trunks softly
"…I am glad you are at least talking" Rasho slightly smiling "I picked up dinner on the way home. Eat this, and freshen up, then if you are still hungry come downstairs"
Rasho left the room leaving the door wide open
Trunks got up using all the strength he had, he ate, and showered. Trunks felt strange but he tried to dismiss the feeling he had.
He decided to throw on a blue shirt and a fresh pair of jeans. While staring in the mirror he noticed his coloring was a bit pale, but after morning the past few days knew that, that was to be expected. He continued to look at his reflection and a slight cloudy haze covered the mirror, then slowly as if ghostlike and image began to emerge from the haze, slowly it came into focus, and Trunks saw android 17 in the mirror glaring back at him
"Wha" Trunks shocked and wide-eyed
Then as quickly as he saw him, the image faded and another began to emerge from the cloud, he saw android 18 in his reflection smiling at him. Her lips moved as if talking, but no sound could be heard
"!" Trunks
Then as quickly as it appeared it vanished, and he was once again looking at his reflection
Trunks heart was racing at forty miles an hour
"What was that" Trunks splashing his face with cold water trying to collect himself
He slowly rose from the sink and saw himself looking back at him with a terrified look on his face. Still it wasn't his own reflection, but himself as a little boy about seven years…
The two looked at each other and Trunks could tell his little self was suffering for some reason and in pain. The boy looked scared and Trunks saw that slowly he was being encaged by something.
"What's wrong?" Trunks talking to the image of himself in the mirror and putting his hands up to the mirror as if trying to get the boy out of the mirror
Nothing was said; the little boy looked at him as though the boy pitied his older self.
"…" Trunks staring back "What is it, Tell me what's going on!"
He was hoping to get either answers or something from him. Still the little boy continued to look at him, his eyes were bright blue, yet sad, he then closed his eyes…and vanished as though he had somehow been encaged or locked away entirely.
"…" Trunks
His own reflection reappeared and Trunks himself was speechless he leaned over the sink trying to come to grips with what he had seen, yet not being able to understand.
…
After about ten minutes he entered the dining room, since he had been gone for so long he noticed the minor changes that were made.
The room itself was larger than most, and though the furniture was still the same dark blue color, he noticed the drapes were changed from green to light blue and the flower vase on the coffee table was replaced with an old statue that had a red stone in the front. The small TV in the family room was replaced with a larger one with an extremely large antenna. Though these were minor changes he knew only he would have been able to notice the changes.
Rasho was finishing up eating and looked at him, after wiping his mouth on a napkin he spoke.
"So boy finally here huh" Rasho in a superior tone
Trunks dismissed his tone
"Yes" Trunks
"Well come and dine then we have work to do" Rasho
Trunks ate everything in site and then realizing he reminded himself of past Goku and Gohan, he smiled and finished his Pepsi.
Rasho noticed he was content, he smiled then got up
"Come on son lets fix the roof before the rain hits, or this place will leak and wash us away." Rasho smiling
Though it was mild humor Trunks smiled for he saw that Rasho wanted to spend "quality" time with him, so he fallowed him to the roof.
Once Trunks got outside he took in a deep breath and felt relieved
(Guess it has been awhile) Trunks noticing Rasho was on the roof he jumped up
Trunks noticed the dark clouds in the distance, the wind was crisp and the clouds threatened them with thunder. He then noticed how bad the roof actually looked. He never noticed it before, but Rasho began fixing the domes shingles and Trunks fallowed suit working on the round domes crakes.
An hour passed by and the roof was looking better, still the dark clouds looked like soon they were going to let go of the water they carried.
Needing more supplies Rasho went back down and by the time he came back up Trunks was finishing the job.
"There that's better" Trunks wiping his brow with is forearm. (I used my Saiyan speed and cheated a bit, but hey it's done right)
Rasho had an amazed look on his face "Well guess the next thing is the back wall to the house. Come on son" Rasho lead Trunks to the back of the house and showed him where the damage was and so Trunks began to work on that as well.
Just as they were finishing the job on the wall, Trunks began to feel a few sprinkles
"Let's go in son" Rasho
Trunks smiled and they went in together.
Rasho gave Trunks a drink and together they looked out the window and watched the rain fall.
……
Days passed and periodically Trunks would check up on his time machine when Rasho wasn't home.
It still needed to charge up, for it was only 12 charged, so all Trunks could do was wait till it was done.
…
Still as time passed, slowly and unconsciously Trunks began to get into a routine.
Together they repaired the house, and Trunks actually had fun, then afterwards Rasho would cook them a meal while Trunks cleaned up.
Once done they would relax, watch TV, and hang out.
This was fine, he was able to talk to Rasho and learn about what was going on in town. Still Trunks didn't want to get involved with all that yet. Plus he was still deciding when to go back to the past.
Yet as days went by, Trunks began to slowly forget about his time machine, as well as the thought of leaving to the past.
Still this wasn't the only thing that was changing, Trunks noticed that something was keeping him from retaliating against Rasho; almost subconsciously he was unable to think bad thoughts about the guy. As if something was beginning to take his hatred he once had toward the guy away.
Then slowly he began to obey Rashos' wishes and orders unconsciously, and without giving them a second thought.
Rasho, noticing his hold on Trunks, began to treat Trunks like a slave more and more, still it didn't occur to Trunks that this was going on until he began to play with Trunks' mind, and slowly Rasho began to abuse him mentally and physically.
"Once this is done we need to calibrate it, work on it and I will go make dinner" Rasho leaving Trunks in the family room
"…" Trunks lowered his gaze to the floor and began to calibrate the machine they had been working on
This machine was to help bring power to the hospitals, at least that is what Rasho told him it was to do. Trunks just couldn't see how it would, still he wasn't about to disobey him.
Trunks, wanting to stay with the last tie he had with his mother, began to feel helpless and scared as though he was a child again.
Something wasn't right.
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That night he laid in bed and tried to gather his hatred and anger toward Rasho but nothing would come. His Saiyan force wasn't in him anymore, either it was locked away deep inside, or it had left him completely.
Trunks felt helpless…and since he still hadn't gotten over the death of his mother, Trunks didn't know what to do.
When he wasn't needed, Trunks stayed in his dark room alone. He needed to find his strength and get out of there.
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Slowly the night passed and in the darkness of his room Trunks awoke to a deep dark menacing voice.
'This cannot continue, I won't let it continue anymore'
"!" Trunks slowly opened his eyes and sat up in bed fast
Trunks looked around the room and noticed no one was there. The clouds broke and rain began to fall to the earth. The wind beat the trees' branches at the window, but other than that, that was all. So Trunks laid back down and closed his eyes.
'If you won't do anything about it, I WILL'
"Will you shut up" Trunks sat up in bed looked around his eyes slowly drooped down and he slowly fell back in bed and as soon as his head hit the pillow his bangs brushed his long, dark, eyelashes and he fell asleep…
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The morning rain and the thunder outside rattled the windows; it was this noise that silenced the punches that Rasho was giving to Trunks.
This abuse had been going on since he woke Trunks up this morning.
Trunks had been grabbed out of bed and thrown across the room, then Rasho dragged him out of his room and pushed him down the stairs…Once Trunks had slowly risen off the floor, Rasho grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground, only to have his stomach meet up with a punch in the gut. It was hard enough to make Trunks cough up blood, after gagging on the blood; Trunks' face had met up with Rashos' fist.
"!" Trunks being punched in the face the eighth time
This time the blood began to spill from the open wound from his lip.
Seeing the blood seemed to cause satisfaction to his Step father, for he smiled as though seeming content with the injury he caused.
He threw Trunks across the room and slowly walked toward him closing in on the distance between them while he laughed a high pitched laugh.
Trunks just looked at Rasho and gave him a death glare, for Trunks knew Rasho was pleased with himself. Still the injury he received wasn't what Rasho thought it was, for the punch to the face made Trunks' teeth sink into his lower lip and this caused the blood he knew Rasho saw.
"Finally I am seeing results" Rasho laughing of the blood pouring from Trunks' face and onto his white t-shirt
Trunks' body was bloody, and bruised from the abuse he had received from Rasho and even he had to admit he looked like hell from all the torture he was given.
Trunks was hurt, his body was sore, and that isn't including the mental pain he was feeling.
(The hell caused all this?) Trunks (I thought we were getting along)
Trunks tried to get up, but was shoved down by Rasho
"You aren't going anywhere" Rasho glaring down at him
Under usual circumstances Trunks would've knocked him to hell, yet something inside him was caged up and locked, and he wasn't able to bring himself to retaliate against the bastard.
When Trunks showed no sign of being hurt or show any emotion at all, Rasho would beat him harder.
Rashos' viewpoint was simple, if Trunks wasn't hurting or showing any blood, than he wasn't getting through to Trunks at all. So he would continue to beat Trunks until he showed the sight of blood, one way or another, and by any means necessary. And that also included torture.
He picked Trunks up off the floor and he continued to beat him till he could no longer walk, afterwards Rasho dragged him down the hall and locked him in a dark room that was no bigger than a hall closet.
There he stayed in one position, not being capable to stand up. His leg was broken from Rasho pushing him down two flights of stairs, and that was after the four hours of being beaten.
…
…Time passed….
"…" Trunks (How long have I been in here)
It was in this room that he noticed, he wasn't really alone. There was someone there, yet Trunks wasn't able to talk, and he really wasn't sure if someone was there, no one else could fit in this room.
(My mind is playing tricks on me) Trunks
"Is it?" Deep dark voice
(It has to be) Trunks thinking
There was maniacal laugh and Trunks noticed that this laughter sounded familiar somehow, yet his thoughts were interrupted by the door opening and in the doorway was Rasho.
"Come with me, boy" Rasho said threatening
Trunks couldn't really walk but he tried. He fallowed Rasho up the two flights of stairs on his bad leg.
Rasho was quiet the whole way and Trunks knew he didn't give a damn about him.
(I have to find a way to fix my leg and my wounds, this bastard will pay for this) Trunks (I have no choice….I need to use it)
The only way he would be able to heal himself was to take the sensu bean he had on him, which Goku had given him in case he was ever in a bad predicament.
Fallowing Rasho, he knew that this was the time.
"Now boy, you listen." Rasho to Trunks as he turned around and threw him back down the basement stairs
This made Trunks' other leg break, and now his bad leg had a second break in it.
Trunks gave a blank look and winced in pain as he tried to move it.
He then looked up at Rasho, he didn't care at all and though his face was bruised and his lip was bleeding, Trunks knew that no matter how many punches he gave, they were nothing compared to the training the past Z fighters gave. Still Trunks was suffering mentally as well as physically.
"I want you to find a way into your mothers' lab…If you don't you will face my wrath, you haven't seen anything yet, moronic fool..." Rasho laughed and went up the last remaining stairs to the main house, and closed the basement door.
Trunks knew how to get in, but the time Rasho gave him to open the door Trunks used it to seal it and encode a more secure lock…Until Trunks could understand what happened to his mother, he needed to secure his time machine for his escape later.
He wanted to found out if the pain his mother had in his dreams was truly what happened to her before she died.
"Well this is a better time than any" Trunks saying as he pulled out the sensu bean and shoved it in his mouth
He put his head back and thought about Goku and his young mother
"I will see them soon" Trunks smiled as he thought of them "Man at least now I know what hell is like"
Trunks continued to chew on the sensu bean and slowly something began to happen unlike before. His body was beginning to react to the sensu bean and energy deep inside began to warm his veins. He felt as though hot water was being poured on his body and then a cooling effect came over him, and he was slowly beginning to gain strength, and energy as well as beginning to remember his dreams vividly.
Trunks stared at the wall in front of him and recalled his dreams.
In his dreams he saw his mother was working at her computer in her lab when she had been grabbed by someone Trunks was able to hear her scream in agony and pain.
Then he would see her lying on the floor soaked in blood and dead. She was dragged out of the lab and up to the main house there the dream went dark again.
"The hell?" Trunks putting a hand to his face "Was that real?"
The basement was dark and dreary and he sat in the dark alone and lost. His mind has been playing tricks on him the past few days, and he was beginning to see things that weren't there. For one minute his mother and father would be beside him and the next they'd be gone. Gohan would appear and then leave without saying a word.
Trunks put his head back, and the cool wall soothed his headache
Overall the one thing he didn't understand was why he would see 17 and 18 smiling at him in the mirror once and awhile. This pissed him off more and more.
For the thing he hated most was those two androids, next on his list was his step father who would abuse and torment him…He was beginning to loose it.
He wanted to kill the bastard but he needed to know if he knew what happened to his mother.
"Why don't I torture him for a change?" Trunks smiling "I could get my answers that way, and quicker no less"
Just as soon as he thought this thought his mind went blank and a soothing sensation came over him. Then a message began to play in his head that he never knew was there to begin with.
/You are not to touch him…You are to obey/
This message played over and over in his head like a tape recorder.
Then he began to get a headache that made him hunch over. The sensu bean made him regain full body movement and it healed all his injuries yet something deep inside was trying to gain control again. Trunks was beginning to fight with himself.
"What is happening?" Trunks putting his hands to his head "Shut up…Shut up….SHUT UP!"
Trunks fell to the floor in pain; his body was getting shocked with electricity by something inside him
"Mother what is happening to me?" Trunks
Finally Trunks couldn't take the pain anymore, inside him his blood was boiling underneath his skin and the electric shock was sending his body in uncontrollable twitches. After about three minutes Trunks blacked out.
"I will not take this anymore" Deep dark and deadly voice
Trunks slowly opened his eyes yet he couldn't move a muscle, inside him there was a hunger that was growing. He always turned away from the feeling, the sensation had unknown capabilities and he was always unsure if he could control this sensation so he always fought against it…So it stood buried inside him….Still shaking this off, he gave in, and then closed his eyes
"..." Trunks
To this last thought, Trunks fell asleep…
…
Still his hatred for the bastard was strong…
Sometimes when Trunks would be asleep another side would awaken, a dark side of his personality who gives delight in getting revenge…This side of him felt no fear, for it is he who has been sustaining his weaker side.
Still Trunks' mind has made Trunks feel uncertain about the current events and at times he blacks out barely remembering what is going on or what has even happened…Until now…
…
Rasho had come down from the main house to see if his step son had made any progress. Rasho entered the hallway to see Trunks wasn't even there.
"Damn it" Rasho
Rasho turned around and came face to face with Trunks
Trunks had scared Rasho who backed up three steps away from him.
Trunks' appearance was deadly and his eyes were piercing Rashos' soul.
Trunks hair looked a deeper shade of purple and his eyes were menacing and were the color of ice…The aura he gave off was chilled and cold, and Rasho knew he meant business. Killing would be done without a second thought and this scared the life out of Rasho.
Still Rasho wasn't as scared as some other person would be, for he has done bad things in his passed and the look Trunks gave, though fearful, was as though he was looking in the mirror of his youth.
"So you decided to finally stand up for yourself…I must admit I think it is about time son" Rasho
"…" Trunks giving off a deadly glare
"Who do you think has turned you into the person you are now…It wasn't you…It was me" Rasho "I made you who you are now and I have the answers you seek"
"I see…" Trunks giving off a Vegeta like smile "So you think you deserve a type of reward for your…efforts."
"I don't say nothing…only this…killing me will get you no where for though you hate me, you don't hate me as much as you hate yourself" Rasho
"Perhaps not…" Trunks closing in the distance between them "But torturing you may make me feel better"
Trunks grabbed the human by the neck and raised him above the ground by two feet. The grunts that were coming from his step father was like music to his ears…This was the moment he had been waiting for…The moment of truth…now the question was how far did he want to go? And what would it accomplish?…
"Any last words?" Trunks
"Only one" Rasho said as he put one hand on Trunks' arm that he was chocking him with, and the other he grabbed something from his pocket
"And what is that" Trunks looking into the eyes of his Step father
Spraying a pink powdered substance on Trunks, made Trunks drop the bastard hard on the floor, Trunks rubbed the powder from his eyes and took a few steps back.
"Seep" Rasho saying as he put a hand to his throat to rub the area trying to sooth the pain
"What?" Trunks said as he stood up straight and began to close the distance again
Rasho broke out in a maniacal laugh and this took Trunks by surprise.
"Enjoy that last laugh…For it will be your last." Trunks raising up a hand ready to fire a blast to end his step fathers life.
"I don't think so…I sprayed you with a vial of fumes that will penetrate your skin and put you under my control. Since the beginning I have slipped a clear viscous solution in your drink and food and throughout this time you have been slowly coming under my control. By now the viscous solution has entered your blood and bones, you will become what you hate the most, and you will end up destroying the very lives you tried to save…See I know more than you think, and I can't wait to make the adjustments needed to your time machine. Since the lives here in this time have died out, I think we will take a test run with your time machine, and repeat these incidences in the past, like we have done before. Then when your body can take no more…You too will die" Rasho
"!" Trunks
"For you see, I have another name that you know me as, for you see I am also called Dr. Gero" Gero said as he broke into a maniacal laugh
Trunks took this in and wondered if this may have been the way his mother was killed. Still before the thoughts were able to form, Trunks skin felt like it was on fire and he dropped to the floor in pain, and then he blacked out.
To be continued…………………………………………...……...…Chapter 2
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