It was a scene of utter chaos ripped straight from a horror movie or disaster film: Cars turned upside down, trees uprooted, buildings turned to smoldering ruins, dead bodies everywhere - many of which had limbs that were bent in unnatural positions, and on top of all of this, a cruel laughter echoing throughout the lands.
"Nice job, sis. I'd say you get about 10 points for that car you threw at that cop." A young man floated in the sky, and out of habit the man blew some of his black locks of hair out of his face. "Real nice touch with the car through the bakery too."
Next to him in the sky was a beautiful young woman with blonde hair, who shared her partner's sick smirk of satisfaction.
"Thanks 17. You did a good job with that kid. I swear you must have broken like 10 bones before he passed out and you blew his head off, kid was crying more than that Yamcha guy we killed a while back."
The duo shared a laugh before a Ki beam flew past their faces, narrowly missing by a few inches.
"Oh great... Looks like the fun police has showed up.", the man muttered while the woman next to him grunted in agreement.
Seconds later, a boy materialized out of what to the untrained eye would think was nothing, but the duo saw him coming a mile away and chose to idly stand and wait out of curiosity at how things will play out. Not only that, but also because they had nothing to fear.
The boy wore a tattered Capsule Corp jacket, had lavender colored hair which had a rugged look to it, and his eyes had a fierce ferocity to them.
Quickly, the boy unsheathed the sword strapped to his back and held it in a defensive stance, his eyes never leaving the duo.
"You've killed far too many... Countless lives lost... And for what? Why?"
The young woman sighed in annoyance. "Can we please get on with this? I wanna hit Jump City before the Sun burns itself out if that's ok with you, kid." Next to her, the man yawned and stretched as if bored with the entire exchange, occasionally his glance shifted down to the ruins, looking for survivors most likely.
A small silence set in between them and the young boy began weighing options in his head.
Alright... I'm a little stronger than I was before when I fought them... Plus, I'm a Super Saiyan now! I'll have an advantage... I'm not near as powerful as Gohan was but... I know I can do this... I can do this... From what I remember in our fights, Android 17 is slightly weaker than Android 18, which isn't surprising given that he is probably an older model judging by the 17...
Android 17 glanced again at the ruins and noticed some movement underneath one of the overturned cars and with a huff of annoyance he turned to his sister.
"18 I think I see a survivor. Let's hurry this up so we can get down there and play around a bit before we leave."
Android 18 nodded, and Android 17 locked his eyes on the young man with cold, calculating eyes.
I just have to catch him off guard- Wait. The young boy glanced down at the same car the man noticed and he sensed a very faint, fading Ki signature. Someone must be stuck under that car!
"Hm. So there IS someone down there."
The boy looked at Android 17. "You know I'll never let you do what you're thinking..."
With a slight chuckle, Android 17 glanced at his sister who also chuckled slightly. "And what exactly are you going to do to stop us, Trunks? Remember last time we fought? Actually... I don't think we've had fun with you in a while. Not since we killed your buddy atleast."
Trunks immediately tensed up at the mention of Gohan, his mentor, who had met his ultimate demise at the hands of his tormentors.
Instantly, he felt a tinge of regret, guilt, and sadness sting his heart, but that was quickly replaced by a rage the likes of which had never been seen before.
Hundreds of images flashed infront of Trunk's eyes, memories of him and Gohan training, the laughs they shared, the long conversations the two shared with each other and then a painful reminder that he was gone. Gone forever. Gone because two evil monsters took him just for the sake of having fun.
Trunks began to feel his rage burning through his body like a volcano and Ki began rapidly flooding through his body, Ki which had always been there but was just locked beneath the surface, clawing to get out.
His hair began to stand up on end and with a scream, a glorious bright golden aura enveloped him and with this aura, his hair changed color from it's normal lavender to a golden blonde color which gave off a dim glow. His hands were clenched tightly around his sword, so much so that he was partially afraid he would break it, and he would have loosened his grip had he not been blinded by the searing rage he felt.
Android 17 and Android 18 both shared a shocked look before their faces fell back into their usual sadistic smiles.
"Well well well, what do we have here? Looks like the dog learned a new trick." Android 17 mocked. "Real nice show, kiddo. Real nice show. You made your hair blonde."
With an annoyed expression on her face, Android 18 batted away some of her hair. "If I were you I'd go back to lavender. Blonde really isn't your color. Then again, not many can pull it off and look at beautiful as me." She smiled at him.
Trunk's aura began to pulsate even harder and faster, raging like the storm inside of him. "I'm going to stop you both. This ends right here, right now." His aura exploded once more, and became larger and more fierce than it was before, and he stared the duo down with a look of pure malice. He NEEDED to kill them. He NEEDED to feel their blood stain his skin, feel their bones break, it was as if his Saiyan genes had been awakened and were taking control of his mind and he was powerless to stop them, not that he wanted to.
He welcomed these dark thoughts, and he would enjoy every second spent breaking the duo just like how they that had enjoyed their every second mercilessly killing his mentor.
"No more talk... LET'S GO!"
Trunks charged at Android 17 as fast as he could, but it was not fast enough apparently as the android phased out of the way seconds before his sword connected. Trunks let out a scream of pain as Android 17 appeared behind him, burying his fist in his back, causing Trunk's hard grip on his sword to loosen and it went falling down into the town below.
Android 18 was quick and wasted no time delivering a swift punch to Trunk's face while he was momentarily shocked from the attack he had absorbed from Android 17. Luckily, he was in so much shock he didn't even barely feel it and he quickly phased away, and began charging a blue ball of Ki in his hand.
Like he expected, Androids 17 and 18 appeared infront of him and he threw the ball of Ki as hard as he could at Android 17.
Android 17 smiled and allowed the ball to come crashing into him, and a small explosion followed but the Android was completely unharmed, clothes and all. Not even a scratch. With a sadistic smirk that would make Satan himself jealous, 17 phased behind Trunks and 18 phased inches infront of him, and by the time Trunks realized where their new locations were he was too late - Two swift, hard punches connected with his back and his stomach effectively knocking the wind from his lungs, and immediately after the punches came a bash to the back of the head, sending him spiraling down to the ruined town below.
Trunks created a miniature crater on impact, and he rose to his feet as quick as he could, pushing the pain out of his body which was already steadily being numbed by his Super Saiyan power.
This isn't good... Not good at all... I- I'm still not strong enough... Even as a Super Saiyan I'm STILL NOT STRONG ENOUGH!
The rage he felt before was quickly replaced with the usual fear and hopelessness he felt, and with those feelings of fear and hopelessness came desperation.
Android 17 and 18 phased a few feet infront of him, both of them wearing matching calm smiles.
"Is this really all you got, kid? This is just pathetic. I think even when he was dying, your pal was stronger than you. Face it, you're never going to beat us."
The three of them heard a pained moan coming from a nearby overturned car and Trunks realized the moan belonged to the same Ki signature which he had felt earlier, only this time it was so faint that it may as well have not been there at all.
"Help me... Please..." A voice layered with pain wailed out.
Without skipping a beat and looking away from Trunks, Android 17 raised his hand in the direction of the car and a quick Ki blast came shooting out of the palm of his hand and a large explosion occurred immediately after, followed by a horrible, agonizing scream.
Then the Ki signature was gone.
Lowering his hand smoothly and calmly as if nothing happened, Android 17's expression grew dark. "So, sis. What do you think? Should we finally kill this little runt?"
Trunk's aura started to become more and more steady and calm, and then it flickered out of existence - Like a light bulb which blew a fuse. Not too long after his golden aura vanished, Trunk's hair slowly fell back down into it's normal look and his hair faded to it's normal lavender.
Once his Super Saiyan form was gone, immediately Trunks felt pain the likes of which he hadn't felt in a long time, and he sunk to his knees with a grunt of pain. "You sick bastards..." He muttered through his teeth as he kneeled submissively.
Maybe they'll make it quick was the only thought which went through his head as he shut his eyes and prepared for whatever came next.
Android 18 chuckled at the sight infront of her. "Nah, I don't think so. This kid's a riot. Always preaching his hero nonsense and talking about how he's going to stop us. I swear, he talks more than that other guy ever did."
Android 18 started walking towards the kneeling warrior in a seductive fashion. Had this been a different woman and a different place and time and had he been paying attention, Trunks would probably say the woman was attractive.
She placed a hand gently on Trunk's shoulder, causing him to shudder. "Look at him, he's helpless." She rubbed his back a little. "Like a lost little puppy."
Android 17 walked over to the two and looked down at Trunks with a dark smile. "Yeah, you're right sis. This guy is just too much fun. Besides, he's pretty much this planet's last powerful being other than us. It would be wasteful to kill him."
They're... They're letting me go? He thought, just so they can play with me and kill me later?
Raising her hand, Android 18 smiled once more. "Alright kid, consider yourself 'lucky', you get to live, and you get a free ticket to sleepy town."
With a laugh, Android 18 elbowed Trunks in the neck with sufficient enough force to knock him out cold.
The last thought going through Trunk's mind was Lucky? I'd rather you have just killed me...
Welcome to chapter 1 of "Wrong Place at the Wrong Time" !
I'm not sure exactly how many times a month I'll update this story, as I'm very busy with school and programming, but I'll try to write as often as possible! I have had this idea circulating around my head for a while and decided to go ahead and begin working on it.
Right now nothing has really been set in motion plotwise, I'm just setting up some backstory for Trunks right now. Next chapter though, things start to get real.
Thank you for reading this chapter and as always, please give me some criticsm if you have any in the reviews. Especially about the fight scenes. I can't write DBZ fights at all without resorting to "he phased infront of him and delivered a blow to his kneck and phased ahead of him" phased phased phased blah blah blah. Also if you like the story, please feel free to favorite and follow!
Until next time,
-Twisted