IT WAS OUR HOPE
Chapter One - A Light In The Darkness
The night was there; a light full-moon night, a fresh end of winter night.
The hangar-laboratory wasn't totally plunged into the darkness, as a Plexiglas dome at the top of the lab was diffusing the silvery light from the moon. In the middle of this beam of light, was standing proudly in the place of honor a strange egg-shape machine, slender, with a metallic-yellow color. The cockpit, at the top of the machine, was shining gently in the light. On the turbines' sides was the Capsule Corporation's trademark.
From the darkness where he was, a young boy was observing the machine, silently. His eyes, with the icing-water color, were shining in the shadow. He walked slowly, bare-foot, in the light zone, dressed with an ample light blue sweat-shirt and a gray jogging pant. His hair seemed silvery in this nocturne light.
He stopped 3 meters before the machine and raised his head to observe it fully.
*So strange...*, he thought, *that to win against the machines, we need a machine...*
Trunks Connor, a young 17 years old soldier, who had fought actively the cyborgs since he was 11, sighed with resignation. He reached the machine and put his right hand on the sheet metal covering the apparatus's body. There was a thump, as when you put your hand on a glider wall. It was - at least - how he identified the sound. He made his hand sliding on the wall as he was walking some steps in a partial circular movement around the machine.
This thing... This machine... could become his main ally in the maddest adventures he could have imagined... An adventure on which the total humanity was depending... Or at least, what was left of this humanity...
It has been three years since his mother had told him 'bout the machine she was building... It has been three years since he had knew that one day, he would have to use it, for the safe of everyone... It has been three years since everything was only a fool dream for him...
It has been three days since the certainty was there... Yes, as soon as the dawn would approach, he would embark in this machine, and would go - no to a precise destination - but to a precise time. The time of 20 year ago... The "Down World", as he has become used to name it.
He knew he would have to find there the leader of the warrior group that was defending at that time the humanity. This leader, Son Goku had died of an heart illness some time before the cyborgs's arrival. His mother who was at that time a member of his group, was convinced that he would have been able to beat the cyborgs, and prevent their world to become the hell, it had become...
*This man had to be someone very tremendous, Trunks thought. * Would the fact to give him this medicine, change the face of the world ?*
Trunks knew then why he couldn't fall asleep. He would have at last the occasion to meet all these persons he could only imagine. He was going to meet them, face to face, and no more on a 2D picture yellowed with the passing time; Son Goku, Piccolo, Krilin, Vegeta...
Especially Vegeta.
He smiled to himself, putting his hands in his pocket. His right hand met then a marker he probably had put unconsciously earlier. He began to manipulate it absentmindedly as he was still thinking about the travel he would undertake the next day.
The next day ?
He turned to the wall clock in order to watch the time, with an awful doubt, but it was hidden in the darkness. He took out his left hand of his pocket and check his watch. He gasped : 02:34 a.m. ?!?
He ought to try to sleep. He had still 3 great sleeping-hours before his mother would come to look for him. It was better for him to be in a full possession of his abilities if he didn't want to make a manipulating error. He smiled with the idea to arrived at the dinosaurs' time... What a joke !
He looked a last time at their last, their only hope, and turned away, decided to absolutely sink into the sleep...
He had made three steps when suddenly an idea flashed through his mind. He turned back and walked to one of the turbines. With an impulsive gesture, he took out the marker from his pocket and wrote 4 letters on the wall of the apparatus :
HOPE
He added some effect with two exclamation points. When he had finished, he moved two steps away to consider his "artwork" and smiled.
Yes. it was their hope... Their only hope to change everything...
His mind a little bit allayed, Trunks turned away from the machine to reach his room. He left the light zone, and the darkness engulfed him again.
[To be continued ;) ]
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And here it goes for the first chapter of this fic :D
It's an old fanfic I once did on my website, but I decided to post it here to see what people were thinking about it, so… pleaaase *puppy eyes* Reviews? :))))))))))))
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