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Trunks and Goten sat silently as the helicopter flew over Central City. Their mission was to track down and defeat the B.O.W.s. Trunks watched his team members as they prepared for what could be their last battle. He turned his attention to the chaos below him.
The streets were completely demolished as the C-Virus did its damage. 'The world's going to hell.' He thought as he watched the scene unfold. 'Was this war ever going to end?' Even as he asked himself that question, he knew the answer. He watched the zombies roam the streets.
It's been ten years since Bioterrorism was first brought into the world. Trunks and Goten helplessly watched as their families were decapitated in front of their eyes. Red Ribbon was developing Bio Weapons for power but their experiments became out of control and side effects took place. The C-Virus was born and Red Ribbon was the first to fall. As the C-Virus got worse, civilians were not safe. Anywhere.
The vivid memories of his family's deaths were clear as a bell for Trunks and even thinking about it gave him nightmares. Their home was raided with zombies. Vegeta had tried to hold the zombies back as the others ran out the back of the house. Trunks was running with his mother and sister but didn't notice the zombies coming from their left. A piercing scream rang through the wrecked street. A zombie had launched itself onto Bulma and Bra. Its teeth sank into Bra arm as the crowd of zombies tore Bulma to shreds.
Trunks kicked the zombie off Bra and helped her up. He tried to save Bulma but there were too many. Bra was in hysterics and tried to go after her but Trunks held her back, Bulma was long gone. They had taken shelter in a derelict house.
Trunks tended Bra's arm as he wrapped a piece of his shirt around the wound. Her breathing had become heavy and dark purple circles started to form under her eyes. Her skin was deadly pale and Trunks feared for the worse. That night, Bra was no longer herself. It was as if something had entered her body and taken control. She had tried to attack him and he had no other choice but to put her to rest, it was the hardest decision of his life.
A day after chaos had erupted, Trunks went back home to see if there was any sign of his father. The front door had come off its hinges, glass littered the floor and blood was smeared all over the floor as if someone had been dragged. Trunks followed the blood trail to see where it led. As he got to the living room the bones in his body froze and his breathing came to a halt. In the middle of the room was what was left of Vegeta. Tears streamed down his face as he collapsed to the floor and screamed from the top of his lungs.
Those memories pained him. After he had found the remains of his father the BSAA rescued Trunks and took him to a secure shelter where he met up with Goten. Both boys couldn't utter a word to each other that fateful day.
"Are you ready Trunks?" Goten asked.
Trunks was brought out of his thoughts and turned to him. "Yeah. Let's end this." The helicopter hovered over the roof of an abandoned factory, a rope was thrown down and the team started lowering themselves. With their guns ready they cautiously moved towards the fire exit. They braced themselves against the walls, guns aimed; one agent walked towards the door and kicked it down. The team burst in and searched their surroundings.
Windows were boarded up only allowing slits of light to escape through, bits of glass and concrete littered the ground. Old machinery was covered in a thick layer of dust proving that they haven't been used in years.
The team split up to make sure that the coast was clear but only Trunks didn't move, he was too caught up in his past. Goten noticed his behaviour and walked up behind him. He didn't notice and so Goten thought of a way to bring him back to the real world. "ZOMBIE!" Goten shouted. Trunks snapped out of it and spun around to face him. The rest of the team swiftly aimed their guns at the zombie only to find Goten with his hands in front of him and a sheepish grin on his face. "Sorry guys…err…false alarm." The agents glared at Goten then continued searching.
"Dammit Goten! What the fuck was that for?"
"You've been acting weird lately. What's up with you? You're daydreaming a lot and whenever you do you have a constipated look on your face. What are you thinking about?" Goten questioned seriously.
Trunks sighed heavily. "It's nothing. I'm just thinking about old memories."
Goten looked down at the ground sadly. "Trunks…You've gotta let go. The past is the past, it can't change, you can't keep thinking about it. One of these days another's going to die but you just got to keep going. The world's not like it used to be."
'Goten's right. Thinking about the past isn't going to change a thing or make things better but it's just so hard.' Trunks thought. He opened his mouth ajar to speak but was interrupted by the sound of gun fire outside. The rest of the agents had left the factory and started firing at the zombies.
"Let's go!" Goten called out as he ran past Trunks.
"Right!" Trunks ran after him. As they left the factory they immediately stopped. Buildings were on fire, cars and buses were tipped over and zombies were roaming around and chasing the living. The once peaceful city had been destroyed. Trunks and Goten started firing at the zombies. One fell down on its knees next to Trunks and he sent a powerful upper cut, making him fly back. He turned to check Gotens progress.
He was accurately shooting the heads and knees, one zombie's behind him was dragging itself across the ground towards him. Just as he was about to grab Gotens leg, Trunks aimed his assault rifle at the zombie and fired. The bullet pierced through its head and his movement stopped completely.
"Thanks." Goten quickly turned.
They cleared the area and moved towards Red Ribbon headquarters. They busted the door down and entered the building. An older man turned to the agents and started speaking. "Alright guys. The B.O.W.s located somewhere in this building, I want all of you to split up and search specific areas. Josh, Steven and Will I need you to search the top sector of the building. Me, Arnold and Vincent will search around the middle sector of the building. Trunks, Goten and Daniel I need you guys to search the underground sector of the building. Ok everyone Move out!"
That's the first chapter. I think there were some grammar and punctuation errors but I hope it is ok ^^; Some characters may seem OOC but I can't really tell sorry. I hope you all liked it, please review and please don't flame me *Goes on hands and knees* Also I haven't wrote a fanfic in a long time so I don't actually know how good this is.