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of money. Oh, But my version of Trunks is mine!
Trunks: Yay.
Me: Hmph! That's not nice!
Trunks: Yay.
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Shortly after Trunks had defeated Cell in his time, He went out to help re- start one of the shopping centers for the people that had survived the attacks by the androids. After the destruction caused not just to Japan, but to the entire world, Trunks had decided that a spare pair of hands was always needed, and his mom had re-inforced the idea. Trunks occasionally felt a twinge of guilt when he saw what had happened, he still thought it was partly his fault for not learning how to destroy the Androids sooner. So, he helped to build the cheap concrete buildings that may not have been beautiful, but could keep a family safe from all the Animals that were coming back into the old city ruins. In his spare time he helped patch up Capsule corp. and now half of it looked almost as good as new.
He was on his way home from helping build some of the mall, which was mostly a charity mall, when he felt something was wrong. He stopped and searched around in mid-air, until he suddenly picked it up. Bulmas Ki had disappeared.
He sped towards Capsule corp as fast as he could. As soon as it came into sight he could see the white van with an red cross painted messily on it parked outside the house, and somebody being lowered into the Van on a stretcher. Trunks still couldn't sense Bulma anywhere.
;;Maybe she's just out visiting somebody. Kami, let that be right, please don't let my mom be the one on the stretcher.;;
As he landed nearby, he could see one of the ambulance men shaking his head and pulling the sheet over the persons face. Just before the sheet was pulled over, Trunks caught a glimpse of blue hair.
;;No, she can't be! She can't be dead;;!
He ran as fast as he could towards the ambulance which was starting to drive away, and waved his arms until the ambulance stopped. Two men stepped out. "Hey, what's happened!? Who, who. . ." Trunks swallowed. "Who's in there?"
"A woman by the name of Bulma Briefs," One of the Ambulance men informed him. "Who are you?"
"She's my mom."
"Sorry, lad, but the term is 'was' your mom. Hey you just come over here, and sit down. There, that's right. Now I'll just get someone to get you a hot drink-"
Trunks heard no more as the world turned black around him.
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"Well you tell me what we're supposed to do with him then! He won't speak, so we don't know his age, we don't even know his first name! One of the helpers calls him a nickname, I can't remember it right now, but we can't place him in a adoption center or with foster parents if he's 19, for gods sake!"
The head of the Psychiatric unit of the hospital was ranting at the head of funding. The psychiatrist was a tall, slightly overweight and balding man in his early 50's. The Head of funding was a small, skinny man who always had a clipboard with him and never forgot anything. And currently he was trying to get The psychiatrist to get rid of the boy they were talking about.
"Be as that may, the boy is costing us too much! He's not a danger to anyone-"
"Except the time when he was woken up and told the news, and then nearly demolished the entire city?"
"Well, yes, but that might have been a bomb or something, I mean, we've all been through a hard time lately, and ambulance men and women are no exemption. I mean, they told us some stupid story about his hair turning gold and him glowing, And we both know that that's impossible!"
"Yes, I can see your point. But there was still the damage, and the men swore that they saw him punch an old building and it crumpled into dust right in front of their eyes."
"Yes, well they might think the saw it, however, due to stress, wait, you're just getting me sidetracked. That nurse who calls him the nickname, can't she look after him for a while until we can get him to speak again?"
"Well, I'll see what we can do, but I'm not making any promises. She's already got two children and their father was killed in one of the attacks."
"Fine."
"Great, once you're gone, I'll call her over here and see what I can do. Oh, and can you take the boy over to the latest house building site? He may not talk, but he'll do any work you ask him to."
"Alright, but you find that boy somewhere else to live, We just can't afford so many patients right now!"
"Yes, yes. Now if you don't mind, the boy is waiting."
The HOD watched him go, shut the door and muttered 'Bastard' under his breath. The man had no idea what the boy had gone through. And as for the disbelief about the ambulance men's account, he had been one of the ambulance men and he had seen what the boy could do. He was just glad that the boy wasn't violent.
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Trunks waited outside the office, waiting for what ever happened. He could hear them through the wall, they were talking about what do with him. He didn't really care, now that everyone he knew had died. He considered going back to the other time, but knew that he wouldn't be able to stay there as his little self would probably find it confusing, especially when he got older. Bulma been trying to finish some of the work on Capsule corp. when one of the main support beams had fallen on her, and killed her.
After the rage at him self for not helping around more had calmed down, he just felt sort of hollow. He had felt the same way after Gohans death, but this was much stronger. He had nobody now. After he had calmed down, he had just sat down in the middle of what had been the street, until the Ambulance men had come and taken him here. They had looked after him and asked him all these questions, but he hadn't bothered answering anything. He hadn't even bothered to talk, what was the point?
He had been pushed around the different departments, until he had been sent to the building yards to fetch materials for the builders. Eventually somebody had asked him to pass one of the big sacks of concrete mix, as a joke. He had been highly surprised when Trunks had picked it up in one hand and dumped it at his feet. Since then the had been keeping him on the building sites, helping build new houses. He had helped build the house for the woman that called him 'Blue' and looked after him.
One of the men walked out of the office, and gestured to him to follow.
"Come on you, we haven't got all day. I've got to show you to the new building site, apparently everyone need your help far to much to worry about all the money that just gets drained away. Here, walk along this corridor till the end, the turn right. Take the second passage way on the left till the end, the turn right. at the and of the hall there are a pair of double doors. Walk through them and you'll see the house that you'll be helping on, it's the one that they're just putting the supports for the roof on. Off you go."
Trunks followed instructions and found the house quickly. At one end they were putting in a window, and at the other end, the one furthest from him, they were adding concrete around the bases of the main beams that held the roof up.
"Come on, there's a storm coming up and we need that wall done!" The person in charge of the building sites turned around and yelled at the people at the other end of the building. "And you, yes you little Miss, please step away from there, it could be dangerous."
"Yes sir, I'm just getting Pipa!"
"Alright, but hurry up about it!" He turned around and noticed Trunks. "Ah, Blue, isn't it? That's right, you're the one that doesn't speak. Hmmm, do you think you could help get some of the fleximetal for the window frame? That's a good fellow." Their heads turned around just in time to hear:
"Move, girl, the wall's collapsing! Watch out!"
Trunks whipped around to see the wall that they had been raising out of concrete slowly tipping over, just curling at the end. And underneath, with her back to the wall, was a girl with short red-blond hair holding a ginger and white cat in her arms as the wall began to topple towards her. Trunks ran across to her, but the wall suddenly crumbled. He pulled he away from the worst of it and just *moved* the bits that came flying towards them. One of the iron reinforcing poles just nicked the side of his arm, but nothing serious happened. When the dust was clearing, he could hear a woman saying
"Maria! Maria, oh no, she can't have been hit! MARIA!"
Trunks heard the girl turn around behind him, and he turned around too.
"It's fine, Mom, This guy helped me, I'm fine!"
She turned around to Trunks.
"Hey, thanks, you saved my life! Thank you!" And Maria gave him a big hug around his waist, because she was only about 7 or 8.
"Your welcome" He said, the first words he'd said in three weeks.
"Blue! Did you just speak?" The nurse who looked after him was walking through the clouds of dust and debris. "Thank you so much for rescuing Maria!" The nurse lifted Maria up and gave her a hug.
"Don't forget Pipa, mom!"
"And thank you for rescuing Pipa too. I've got to go, where's that girl? Oi, Sira! Sira, over here!"
"Mom, Is Maria okay!?!"
"Yes, she's fine. Blue here saved her, didn't you Blue?" Trunks made no reply, again, it wasn't needed. "Oh, Damn. I'm sure you spoke to Maria! Well, Sira will look after you for now."
A girl was jogging up to them, and arrived shortly, slightly out of breath.
"Maria! What the hell do you think you were doing!? You could have been really hurt!"
"But I'm fine! I told you, this boy came and I'm fine!"
"Hmmm." Sira looked him up and down.
"Well, thank you for rescuing my sister, me and mom are both really glad that you did. Hey, you're bleeding."
Trunks looked at his arm, where the iron pole had nicked it, and saw it was deeper than he thought. The pole had ripped his jacket and he could just see blood seeping out through the gap and into the jacket. He shrugged.
"Well done, Sira, you managed to get some sort of a reply out of him! Even I haven't done that much, all though I think Maria got him to say something. Well, I've got to go, the boss has called!"
The nurse walked off, still holding Maria who was, in turn holding the cat, Pipa.
"Right," said Sira, "Let's get you cleaned up."
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Whooooooooo, long chappie, ne? I think this is the longest chapter I've done yet, but I just couldn't stop writing! REVIEW, as always. v
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Shortly after Trunks had defeated Cell in his time, He went out to help re- start one of the shopping centers for the people that had survived the attacks by the androids. After the destruction caused not just to Japan, but to the entire world, Trunks had decided that a spare pair of hands was always needed, and his mom had re-inforced the idea. Trunks occasionally felt a twinge of guilt when he saw what had happened, he still thought it was partly his fault for not learning how to destroy the Androids sooner. So, he helped to build the cheap concrete buildings that may not have been beautiful, but could keep a family safe from all the Animals that were coming back into the old city ruins. In his spare time he helped patch up Capsule corp. and now half of it looked almost as good as new.
He was on his way home from helping build some of the mall, which was mostly a charity mall, when he felt something was wrong. He stopped and searched around in mid-air, until he suddenly picked it up. Bulmas Ki had disappeared.
He sped towards Capsule corp as fast as he could. As soon as it came into sight he could see the white van with an red cross painted messily on it parked outside the house, and somebody being lowered into the Van on a stretcher. Trunks still couldn't sense Bulma anywhere.
;;Maybe she's just out visiting somebody. Kami, let that be right, please don't let my mom be the one on the stretcher.;;
As he landed nearby, he could see one of the ambulance men shaking his head and pulling the sheet over the persons face. Just before the sheet was pulled over, Trunks caught a glimpse of blue hair.
;;No, she can't be! She can't be dead;;!
He ran as fast as he could towards the ambulance which was starting to drive away, and waved his arms until the ambulance stopped. Two men stepped out. "Hey, what's happened!? Who, who. . ." Trunks swallowed. "Who's in there?"
"A woman by the name of Bulma Briefs," One of the Ambulance men informed him. "Who are you?"
"She's my mom."
"Sorry, lad, but the term is 'was' your mom. Hey you just come over here, and sit down. There, that's right. Now I'll just get someone to get you a hot drink-"
Trunks heard no more as the world turned black around him.
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"Well you tell me what we're supposed to do with him then! He won't speak, so we don't know his age, we don't even know his first name! One of the helpers calls him a nickname, I can't remember it right now, but we can't place him in a adoption center or with foster parents if he's 19, for gods sake!"
The head of the Psychiatric unit of the hospital was ranting at the head of funding. The psychiatrist was a tall, slightly overweight and balding man in his early 50's. The Head of funding was a small, skinny man who always had a clipboard with him and never forgot anything. And currently he was trying to get The psychiatrist to get rid of the boy they were talking about.
"Be as that may, the boy is costing us too much! He's not a danger to anyone-"
"Except the time when he was woken up and told the news, and then nearly demolished the entire city?"
"Well, yes, but that might have been a bomb or something, I mean, we've all been through a hard time lately, and ambulance men and women are no exemption. I mean, they told us some stupid story about his hair turning gold and him glowing, And we both know that that's impossible!"
"Yes, I can see your point. But there was still the damage, and the men swore that they saw him punch an old building and it crumpled into dust right in front of their eyes."
"Yes, well they might think the saw it, however, due to stress, wait, you're just getting me sidetracked. That nurse who calls him the nickname, can't she look after him for a while until we can get him to speak again?"
"Well, I'll see what we can do, but I'm not making any promises. She's already got two children and their father was killed in one of the attacks."
"Fine."
"Great, once you're gone, I'll call her over here and see what I can do. Oh, and can you take the boy over to the latest house building site? He may not talk, but he'll do any work you ask him to."
"Alright, but you find that boy somewhere else to live, We just can't afford so many patients right now!"
"Yes, yes. Now if you don't mind, the boy is waiting."
The HOD watched him go, shut the door and muttered 'Bastard' under his breath. The man had no idea what the boy had gone through. And as for the disbelief about the ambulance men's account, he had been one of the ambulance men and he had seen what the boy could do. He was just glad that the boy wasn't violent.
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Trunks waited outside the office, waiting for what ever happened. He could hear them through the wall, they were talking about what do with him. He didn't really care, now that everyone he knew had died. He considered going back to the other time, but knew that he wouldn't be able to stay there as his little self would probably find it confusing, especially when he got older. Bulma been trying to finish some of the work on Capsule corp. when one of the main support beams had fallen on her, and killed her.
After the rage at him self for not helping around more had calmed down, he just felt sort of hollow. He had felt the same way after Gohans death, but this was much stronger. He had nobody now. After he had calmed down, he had just sat down in the middle of what had been the street, until the Ambulance men had come and taken him here. They had looked after him and asked him all these questions, but he hadn't bothered answering anything. He hadn't even bothered to talk, what was the point?
He had been pushed around the different departments, until he had been sent to the building yards to fetch materials for the builders. Eventually somebody had asked him to pass one of the big sacks of concrete mix, as a joke. He had been highly surprised when Trunks had picked it up in one hand and dumped it at his feet. Since then the had been keeping him on the building sites, helping build new houses. He had helped build the house for the woman that called him 'Blue' and looked after him.
One of the men walked out of the office, and gestured to him to follow.
"Come on you, we haven't got all day. I've got to show you to the new building site, apparently everyone need your help far to much to worry about all the money that just gets drained away. Here, walk along this corridor till the end, the turn right. Take the second passage way on the left till the end, the turn right. at the and of the hall there are a pair of double doors. Walk through them and you'll see the house that you'll be helping on, it's the one that they're just putting the supports for the roof on. Off you go."
Trunks followed instructions and found the house quickly. At one end they were putting in a window, and at the other end, the one furthest from him, they were adding concrete around the bases of the main beams that held the roof up.
"Come on, there's a storm coming up and we need that wall done!" The person in charge of the building sites turned around and yelled at the people at the other end of the building. "And you, yes you little Miss, please step away from there, it could be dangerous."
"Yes sir, I'm just getting Pipa!"
"Alright, but hurry up about it!" He turned around and noticed Trunks. "Ah, Blue, isn't it? That's right, you're the one that doesn't speak. Hmmm, do you think you could help get some of the fleximetal for the window frame? That's a good fellow." Their heads turned around just in time to hear:
"Move, girl, the wall's collapsing! Watch out!"
Trunks whipped around to see the wall that they had been raising out of concrete slowly tipping over, just curling at the end. And underneath, with her back to the wall, was a girl with short red-blond hair holding a ginger and white cat in her arms as the wall began to topple towards her. Trunks ran across to her, but the wall suddenly crumbled. He pulled he away from the worst of it and just *moved* the bits that came flying towards them. One of the iron reinforcing poles just nicked the side of his arm, but nothing serious happened. When the dust was clearing, he could hear a woman saying
"Maria! Maria, oh no, she can't have been hit! MARIA!"
Trunks heard the girl turn around behind him, and he turned around too.
"It's fine, Mom, This guy helped me, I'm fine!"
She turned around to Trunks.
"Hey, thanks, you saved my life! Thank you!" And Maria gave him a big hug around his waist, because she was only about 7 or 8.
"Your welcome" He said, the first words he'd said in three weeks.
"Blue! Did you just speak?" The nurse who looked after him was walking through the clouds of dust and debris. "Thank you so much for rescuing Maria!" The nurse lifted Maria up and gave her a hug.
"Don't forget Pipa, mom!"
"And thank you for rescuing Pipa too. I've got to go, where's that girl? Oi, Sira! Sira, over here!"
"Mom, Is Maria okay!?!"
"Yes, she's fine. Blue here saved her, didn't you Blue?" Trunks made no reply, again, it wasn't needed. "Oh, Damn. I'm sure you spoke to Maria! Well, Sira will look after you for now."
A girl was jogging up to them, and arrived shortly, slightly out of breath.
"Maria! What the hell do you think you were doing!? You could have been really hurt!"
"But I'm fine! I told you, this boy came and I'm fine!"
"Hmmm." Sira looked him up and down.
"Well, thank you for rescuing my sister, me and mom are both really glad that you did. Hey, you're bleeding."
Trunks looked at his arm, where the iron pole had nicked it, and saw it was deeper than he thought. The pole had ripped his jacket and he could just see blood seeping out through the gap and into the jacket. He shrugged.
"Well done, Sira, you managed to get some sort of a reply out of him! Even I haven't done that much, all though I think Maria got him to say something. Well, I've got to go, the boss has called!"
The nurse walked off, still holding Maria who was, in turn holding the cat, Pipa.
"Right," said Sira, "Let's get you cleaned up."
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Whooooooooo, long chappie, ne? I think this is the longest chapter I've done yet, but I just couldn't stop writing! REVIEW, as always. v
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just a little further. v
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There! v