Notes: Okay, I know I'm supposed to be working on Through His Eyes, but this story has been bugging me ever since I saw Movie 13 (the one where they supposedly explain where Trunks gets his sword). I was so bothered by the fact that it could not possibly work for Mirai Trunks that I had to come up with my own version for his timeline.

I don't think you have to see the movie to understand this story, but if you're completely lost, then let me know and I'll post a brief outline of it or tell you where you can find it.

Disclaimer: I still don't own DBZ or its characters, but I do have a life-sized Trunks wall scroll. I'll stop writing before I give that up, so you better not turn me in! ^_^

Chapter One


"18, why are you still holding on to that stupid thing?" demanded the ebony locked boy.

"Because it's beautiful, 17", replied his blond companion, "and I think that a woman of my beauty deserves to have beautiful things." She tossed her hair over her shoulder, "besides, don't you think what that old man said about this box is interesting?"

"Yeah, interesting." he scoffed, "That's exactly what I was going to say." He watched her out of the corner of his eye as he blasted a nearby car into the side of a building. She was paying more attention to that trinket, than she was to making sure they had rid this city of all the pests. "You know, 18, I really can't believe that you can find anything more interesting than destroying these pitiful humans. I don't see why you waste your time on petty things."

"Because, 18, unlike you, I know how to enjoy the finer things in life." She could hear tiny pebbles falling behind her. Almost like some one who was supposed to be dead was daring to move. "Besides, you're going to have to come up with something to do after we get rid of all of these insects." Without even turning her head, she pointed her left arm behind her and shot out a blast at the rubble that dared to suggest she hadn't done her job. With a satisfied half-grin, she brought her hand back to her newest prized possession. "I think I might start collecting."

"Whatever. Waste your time with that box. I don't really care." At least he was reassured to know that his sister wasn't becoming foolish enough to be distracted by it. He looked at the debris around them one more time. "C'mon, I think we've gotten all of them in this city. Let's go home for the night."

As they took off into the darkening sky, the dark haired boy stopped for a second, turned around, and released one final blow to the destroyed city. The blast briefly illuminated the sky and momentarily fought back the dusk before quickly dying out. Satisfied with a job well done, he cast a passing glance at his sister and flew off into the night.

18 hesitated for a moment before following. The last words of that peculiar little old man echoed in her ears. There is a legendary warrior in that box, and he will bring about your inescapable destruction.

She looked in the general direction where they had left him to die. "What a stupid old fool," she glanced back down at the ornate box in her hands, "but at least he was interesting." With a turn of her head, she dismissed him and his pointless ramblings and took off after her twin.