Ohkay so here's the story from Future Trunks' POV. Zion is darker, more dangerous and a hell of a lot more complicated. Things happen differently but events must still take place. Will Trunks stick by his vow to not let anything that Zion may change his opinion of his brother or will Zion force Trunks to do things he never thought possible let alone capable? Chapter 1 is chapter 5 of Raising Zion.
Chapter 1.
Trunks stepped into the time machine and waved before he disappeared into the steam of time and space. So many things had happened and he wasn't sure whether he could tell his mother all of it in one go. Certainty was a luxury hard to come by when you lived in a world of death and destruction.
The discovery of Zion had surely been a surprise of enormous magnitudes. He had a big brother out in space somewhere. A very powerful big brother. Where had he been when we had needed him the most?
Trunks opened the piece of paper Zion had given him. It had the same message written on it that Zion had verbally told him. It also had co-ordinates. Trunks wondered what was in the Capsule but he wasn't dumb enough to actually open it inside the time machine.
He shoved thoughts of the capsule aside as he came out of the time stream. He carefully piloted the time machine to the ground and put it back into its capsule form. He tucked the capsule carefully into his jacket pocket next to the other one before taking off into the air.
He ignored the rubble that had once been thriving cities teeming with life. He didn't dare look down. Every time he did he saw something that reminded him of just how much they had lost, a toy, a school play ground, broken houses . . .
He headed towards his own broken home. What had once been a renowned corporation was nothing more than piles of rubble atop nude foundations. Trunks landed and walked to the entrance.
"Mom! I'm home." he called out.
His heart, as always, beat a little faster at the thought of not finding her there, not finding her alive. He walked deeper into the broken house heading towards the lower levels.
"Mom!" he called again.
"Trunks?" came the faint reply.
Trunks headed in that direction. His mom was in the kitchen, making tea. Trunks smiled and hugged her. She laughed happily and hugged him tightly.
"So how was it?" she asked sitting down and offering him a steaming mug of tea.
"It was great. We ran into a few unforeseen problems but with everyone still alive, it went alright." Trunks said vaguely with a smile.
"What problems?" Bulma asked with a tight smile.
Damn, she knew him too well.
"Well, for starters there were two new androids and Goku's heart virus hit right in the middle of a fight with them." Trunks started.
"Oh my! Is he alright?" Bulma exclaimed.
"I'm getting to that. So then everyone was really worried. I mean with Goku down how could we win? Then my father showed up and he transformed in a super Sayian. It was awesome. He took care of the one android but the other one got away. The other android was Dr Gero. It was you who figured it out." Trunks continued.
"Dr Gero! No way." Bulma gasped.
"Yeah, we all figured that he was going to the other androids to let them out but we tried to stop him before he could. We were too late. They killed Dr Gero after he tried to keep them under control. We also found out that there were three androids. It was crazy." Trunks said shaking his head.
"These androids were stronger than ours. This new android was supposed to be really strong but he was different. He didn't act like the others. We tried to fight the androids but they over powered up with ease. They were also only interested in Goku and this interest was what allowed us to live. Vegeta wasn't happy about being beaten." Trunks said with a chuckle.
"They let you live?" Bulma said wonderingly.
"Well yeah, Goku was still alive, not like in our timeline." Trunks explained.
"So things happened differently." Bulma guessed.
"Jip. I couldn't understand why nothing was changing in our world but everything was happening so differently in their timeline. Vegeta was pretty pissed that nothing I had told them was happening the way I had told them it would. Eventually I worked it out with Gohan's help that it was alternate dimensions and not the same one. We had to buy time for Goku to get better and it was like living here all over again. Then there were reports of something else attacking the cities. We had thought it was the androids but they were still trying to find Goku. We went to go and check it out and we learnt of this creature, named Cell. He was made out of all the cells of the best fighters of the universe. He was a part of all of us. He was created by Dr Gero and he had used my time machine to go to the past because I had killed the androids. See he needed the androids to reach his perfect form. He absorbs things. It's disgusting." Trunks said with a shiver.
"Wow. A few unforeseen problems huh." Bulma said in awe.
"Anyways Piccolo had joined with Kami and in his joined state he was about evenly matched with Cell but Cell escaped using Solar Flare. We looked for him but we couldn't find him. All we could do was wait for Goku to get better. We had moved him to Roshi's house but the androids found us. Piccolo then decided to fight android 17 so that he could buy time for Goku. They were pretty much evenly matched but Piccolo was getting tired where android 17 wasn't. Cell showed up then. Piccolo and android 17 teamed up to fight Cell but they were no match. Piccolo was too tired from his earlier fight and Cell absorbed android 17. Android 16 then decided to fight Cell to buy android 18 time to get away but she wouldn't leave without him. Android 16 tried really hard to beat Cell but he was too strong. It looked really bad. Piccolo tried to fight some but he was no good. Cell eventually defeated android 16. Tien showed up and bought Piccolo and the androids time to get away." Trunks continued now fully into the story.
"Amazing. They were teaming up and everything. Cell must have been one tough opponent." Bulma commented fully engrossed into the story as well.
"Somewhere during the fighting Goku had gotten well and he went to Gohan and took him to where Vegeta and I were. He told us about the hyperbolic time chamber, where one day is equivalent to one year. We could get a whole year of training in one day. Vegeta agreed to it so long as he went in first. We were in the time chamber while the fight was going on. When we came out Cell was still looking for android 18. While Goku and Gohan went in Vegeta and I went to fight Cell. Vegeta dominated over Cell. Cell told him that he'd be no match if he was in his perfect form. Vegeta in his arrogant pride let Cell absorb android 18. Krillen was supposed to have destroyed the android but he had developed a crush on her and couldn't do it. Cell in his perfect form was too powerful for Vegeta to defeat. I had to stand by and watch. There was nothing I could do because of his blasted pride." Trunks said emphasising his anger by slamming his fist onto the table.
"Cell toyed with him before finally knocking him out. That's when I stepped in. I was stronger than Cell but not faster. It was something my father had already foreseen and so he had not made the mistake as I had. Cell gave us a grace period to recoup and then fight him again but this time with Goku around. We went back to the lookout and waited for Goku and Gohan to come out. When they did we were all surprised to see that they were both in their super Sayian state. They had found a way to stay in the state constantly to save energy. Vegeta was also pretty mad that Goku was stronger than him again. Goku had some sort of plan. According to him he wasn't strong enough to beat Cell but he knew how it could be done." Trunks said blowing out his breath.
"Really? I suppose he did. Man I wish I could have seen it." Bulma said with a distant smile.
"I had no idea what his plan was but he was adamant. We all showed up to fight Cell but we all knew that only one of us really stood a chance and if that failed then there was only two back up fighters, Vegeta and myself. Oh and Krillen had asked you to fix android 16 so he was there too. Goku fought Cell and they were both doing really well but Goku couldn't win. He surrendered and then to everyone's surprise he told Gohan to fight Cell." Trunks said hesitating, knowing that the next part was about Zion.
"Gohan! No way. So what happened next?" Bulma asked.
They were interrupted by the news broadcast of yet another attack. Trunks was grateful for the distraction. He wasn't sure he was ready to tell his mother about Zion.
"I'm going." Trunks said jumping to his feet and strapping on his sword.
"Be careful and come back alive!" Bulma yelled after him.
Trunks flew to the city. This was what he had always fought for, the chance that he might actually destroy the androids. He could now. He knew it with every fibre of his being. He knew because he was stronger and they were weaker than the other androids. He could do this.
He landed in front of the androids and transformed into super Sayian. It was a short fight after that. Trunks killed the androids with an ease that made him want to cry. If only his father had been able to do it too. Now all he had to do was kill Cell and the nightmare would be over.
He sighed and took off into the air starting at a hover. He spun in the air, feeling lighter than he had in years. He could really breathe again and it was wonderful. He yelled out triumphantly, his power rising in exuberance.
"Mom! Mom, I did it!" Trunks yelled landing outside of his home.
"Trunks! That's amazing." Bulma yelled happily rushing up to him.
Trunks sensed it before she reached him.
"Go back inside mother." he ordered gruffly.
His expression had changed to stern so she didn't argue. She walked back into the house and closed the door with worried eyes. Trunks stood perfectly still, feet slightly apart.
"Come on out Cell, I know you're there." Trunks called out.
At first Cell did not respond but eventually he came out. He was pitifully weak compared to his perfect form.
"So, you are the one that killed my androids." Cell said angrily.
"Yes, it was me and I'm about to kill you too." Trunks replied drawing his sword.
He flew upwards and Cell followed him. They flew to an open terrain. Cell attacked first and Trunks dodged it with an ease that was laughable. The fight was short, like the one with the androids. Trunks did not leave it to chance and destroyed every last piece of the disgusting creature.
He headed back home, knowing that now he would have to tell Bulma about Zion and open the capsule Zion had given him.
"So that was Cell." Bulma said quietly when Trunks landed.
"Yes, that was Cell." Trunks replied looking down.
"What's wrong Trunks?" Bulma asked.
"Well Gohan defeated Cell but not before Vegeta asked Goku to take him somewhere. When they came back they had brought someone with them. Gohan reached an ascended super Sayian state and Cell was defeated but not before Goku gave up his life to save the Earth and I was killed by a surprise attack from Cell." Trunks explained quickly.
"Who was the someone else?" Bulma asked.
"His name is Zion, Vegeta Zion Myles." Trunks replied looking at his mother then.
"He once told me about a person that he had grown up with on Frieza's ship. He was drunk at the time and he was very emotional, but not enough to tell me anything more than that he felt guilty about leaving her." Bulma whispered.
"Zion is his son." Trunks said looking away from his mother.
"What's he like?" Bulma asked after a long moment of silence.
"A lot like Vegeta actually. He's incredibly powerful and man is he smart." Trunks replied.
"I can't imagine a mini Vegeta." Bulma said with a strained chuckle.
"He gave me something." Trunks said digging in his pocket for the capsule.
He clicked it and tossed it to the ground. There was a bang and a space ship stood where once there was nothing.
"Wow, that's really hi tech. You got this from the past?" Bulma asked looking at the ship.
"Well, Zion made it." Trunks muttered rubbing the back of his neck.
"How old was he?" Bulma asked.
"Four, unbelievably." Trunks replied walking closer to the ship.
He took out the piece of paper and looked at the co-ordinates. His expression hardened and he pressed the button to open the space ship door.
"Wait, I want to come with you." Bulma said hurrying towards him.
"I have no idea where we are going." Trunks warned.
"That's ohkay, I've got you to protect me." Bulma said casually getting on the ship before he could.
Trunks followed and the door hissed shut. He had a feeling that they were in for one hulleva ride. Bulma snatched the paper from him and clicked in the co-ordinates.
"Here we GO!" she yelled before punching the take-off button.
Trunks fell on his but as the space exploded into the air. This thing was fast. Faintly he heard the ship's computer announce that the trip would take a day. Trunks got to his feet and strapped himself into a chair.
Bulma had had the foresight to do that before the launch. She chattered away and Trunks wondered why on Earth he had been afraid of telling her about Zion.
"I have a great feeling about this Trunks." Bulma said happily.
"That makes one of us." Trunks muttered but Bulma didn't hear him.
Zion's warning still rang in his ears and he wondered just how badly he needed to adhere to it. Zion was powerful, way more powerful than him. If push came to shove than he was no match for Zion. He hoped it wouldn't come to a fight.
Trunks decided that he would go and train to work off his anxiety. Bulma piloted the ship and he fought with invisible foes.
"You really have improved a lot. I see Vegeta taught you a few tricks." Bulma commented leaning on the door frame.
"Really, how can you tell?" Trunks asked.
"I've lived with fighters for a good part of my life Trunks. I think I can tell a good one from a bad one. On Namek I had to watch from the sidelines as my friends fought for our freedom and our lives. Your father only fought on our side because we weren't Frieza." Bulma replied.
"You know, Yamcha told me that after Cell killed me Vegeta went crazy. He attacked Cell, even though he knew he couldn't win." Trunks said with a fond smile.
"Vegeta? Really? Well I'll be darned. The bastard actually does have heart." Bulma said with a chuckle.
"You should see the two of you in the other dimension. It's really quite funny. You have a mutual understanding to cause each other as much grief as possible. Usually it's poor little Trunks that's the weapon." Trunks said with a laugh.
"Oh and did you know that Vegeta didn't like worms and his favourite cake was chocolate. He also isn't a morning person even though he gets up so early and he makes the coffee but won't touch anything else." Trunks continued making Bulma laugh with him.
It had been so long since he had heard his mother laugh. It was a really great sound. Trunks and Bulma talked for hours about Vegeta, not realising just how much they had known about the Sayian Prince.
Trunks yawned and decided to go get some sleep. He took a shower and crawled into one of the beds, asleep before his head hit the pillow.
"Trunks. Wake up. Trunks, we're here." Bulma's voice floated to the sleeping boy from far away.
He shot up when the words registered and got dressed. He snapped the sword into place. Bulma watched him with confusion. He looked ready to start a war.
Trunks walked to the kitchen and quickly wolfed down food.
"You hungry?" he asked holding up a readymade lasagne.
"Sure." Bulma replied taking the offered bowl.
Trunks scanned the area while he ate. There was a large concentration of Ki to the North. The concentration was too dense to pick out individual numbers. Trunks sighed and finished the bowl in his hands.
"I think you should stay in the ship mom." Trunks said seriously.
"You think so?" Bulma replied.
"Yes." Trunks replied curtly.
Before she could argue Trunks was out the door and the space ship. It closed just as she got to it. He'd hear all about it later but now was not the time.
He looked around. There was not a hint of green anywhere. There were plenty of mountains but not a hint of light other than the stars. The whole place had a strange red glow. Trunks suppressed his Ki as much as he could and started to run towards the Ki signals. The closer he got the louder it got. It had been really silent by the ship but now it sounded like something was going on.
Trunks slowed down and hide behind some large rocks so that he could see what was happening. There was a large crowd of various aliens gathered in a large circle, all watching something with an excitement that was almost bloodthirsty. There were hundreds of them.
Trunks jumped a mile when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He spun around to find a girl sitting next to him. She was beautiful, yet familiar. Her hair was completely white and fell in waves down her back, curling at the ends. Her eyes were an intense, penetrating silver. She was small, yet she looked like a fighter. This was Gaya Trunks realised. He looked up and saw the halo above her head. She also glowed slightly.
"You look like your father." she said with a smile.
"Uh thanks." Trunks replied a little uncomfortably.
Gaya's expression became sad.
"He won't listen to me anymore. You must be careful Trunks. He won't hesitant to kill you." Gaya said, her bottom lip trembling.
She faded away, gone as suddenly as she had appeared. Trunks turned back to the aliens. He sighed before he got up and walked quietly towards them.
They were so caught up in whatever they were watching that they hardly noticed him. Trunks noticed that they had many battle disfigurements. It made him even more nervous.
The crowd wasn't exactly in a circle. One section was surrounded in shadow. There was someone in that shadow. Trunks had his bets on who but he wasn't about to be stupid. He had been so caught up in the shadow that he hadn't been paying attention. A large alien shoved him out of the way and into what Trunks now realised was a ring.
Two aliens had been fighting. One of them wasn't so much fighting anymore so much as he was acting as a punching bag. Trunks swallowed when the alien was shoved carelessly aside. He doubled his guard. It was impossible to tell just how powerful this alien was with so many Ki close by.
You've got some nerve kid. You smell like fresh meat." A gruff, gravelly voice said.
Trunks realised it was the alien in front of him. He was a large guy and he had by far the most scars covering his body. In fact Trunks thought that he had more scars than he clothes on.
"Look I'm not here to fight, I'm just looking for someone." Trunks replied backing away slightly.
"Well you're fighting now kid. What are you anyways?" Someone behind him snickered.
"Who are you looking for? We'll need them later to collect your body." The alien he was supposed to be fighting asked with a humourless laugh.
"I'm looking for Zion." Trunks said loudly and everything went way to quiet.
"What do you want him for?" One person in the large crowd asked.
"That's my business." Trunks replied and he swore he saw the person in the shadows move.
"See now newbie, that's where you're wrong." The alien in front of him said walking closer.
Trunks stood ready to dodge anything that came his way. He drew his sword and widened his stance.
"Stop." A voice said calmly.
It was a cold voice that sent shivers down Trunks' spine. It was a voice that was used to getting his own way. It was also a voice accustomed to command.
"Nobody gets to beat up my little brother except for me." The voice continued and Trunks swallowed.
The person in the shadows moved and walked into the light. Trunks had been right. It was Zion. He was only slightly shorter than Trunks. His build was slender, but muscular. He wasn't wearing the Sayian armour. He was wearing sapphire blue hard duty boots with black baggy pants sticking into them. A blue strip of material secured the pants around his waist. Black fighting gloves and an open sapphire blue shirt completed the outfit.
He still had his tail and his hair and eyes were the same. Trunks got the feeling that it wasn't always that way. Black electricity crackled in the air around him.
"He don't look like much." The large alien commented.
"Do you want to tangle with him?" Zion asked with a smirk.
"Shit yeah, bring it on."
Before Trunks knew what was happening he was being attacked. A fist connected with his jaw and he was sent flying across the ground. He landed painfully. He got up quickly though and whipped the blood from his lip.
He had enough. He let his power loose with a yell of anger and the planet was lit up in a blaze of gold. He flicked out his hand and let his Ki alone send the fighter flying into the dark corners of the planet. His hair returned to lavender and he turned to his brother.
"So how did you find me? Better, how did you even know I existed?" Zion asked with the smirk still in place.
Trunks was uneasy. Zion was dangerous. His expression and stance said it all.
"You told me." Trunks replied evasively.
Zion raised an eyebrow at his reply but said nothing. He started walking towards Trunks and he couldn't help the sinking feeling in his gut. He felt like a mouse in front of a snake.
"You look like him." Zion said quietly.
There was an odd glint in his eye at the mention of their father.
"Kind of like calling the kettle black, don't you think?" Trunks responded tensing up.
"You would know, not me. I've never even seen the bastard. Where is he anyways?" Zion replied looking around.
"He's dead. He died when I was a baby. I don't remember him. However I have seen him. I've talked to him, trained with him." Trunks replied carefully.
"You know you contradict yourself." Zion said his smirk widening.
"Let's go somewhere else and I'll explain it to you." Trunks replied.
"This is my domain. Speak." Zion said loudly spreading his arms.
"He never knew." Trunks said.
He didn't know what had made him say those words. A presence touched his mind and he recognised it as Gaya.
"Never knew what?" Zion snarled.
"He never knew about you. Gaya didn't tell him, how could she? He never knew you were here." Trunks continued.
"That's no excuse!" Zion exploded.
"You didn't see his face when he saw you for the first time. He looked destroyed." Trunks said softly.
Zion kind of froze at that.
"Why did you come here?" he screamed.
"You're my brother." Trunks replied as though it were obvious.
Zion screamed in frustration but Trunks swore he could hear a hint of madness lacing that scream. The aliens back off but not Trunks. That's when Trunks saw the necklace that was more like a collar around his neck. It had a dull red light at the back that changed to green. Trunks realised that it was in response to his growing power level.
"Now now Runt. Stop throwing your toys out the cot." A stern voice ordered with amusement.
Zion dropped to his knees, sweat dripping down his face. His body shuddered ever so slightly indicating that he was in pain. He never cried out, not once. Trunks felt his temper rising every second but he forced his power to stay down. That brief flash hadn't been enough to show the true extent of his power.
The green light changed back to red and Zion slumped forward breathing heavily. His eyes found Trunks' rage filled ones before they closed in exhaustion. Just how were they hurting him? Trunks turned to the direction the voice had come from. It was the area shrouded in shadow. There were three other soldiers. Frieza's soldiers. Trunks drew his sword with a single minded focus.
"You know, I'm the one that killed Frieza. With this sword. Do you want to know how satisfying it was to slice this blade right through his body and then to blast what remained of it into space dust?" Trunks said loudly smirking just like his father.
"That's cute kid, but you aien't old enough." the soldier replied.
"Age doesn't matter Jumbo. See everyone thought he had been defeated on Namek and he had been, defeated I mean. He wasn't however killed in his own blast as we had all thought. His father found him floating around in space well what was left of him. He put Frieza back together. He was more metal that anything else. They went after Goku but they met up with me instead. I made sure they both died. It was pathetic really, how little effort I had to put into it. Then afterwards I sat and had a soda with my friends." Trunks replied pretending to pay an extreme amount of attention to his sword.
That was the breaking point. Two of the soldiers snapped and attacked him. Trunks didn't even have to power up to kill them. There was a flash of steel as his sword chopped off the first one's head. The other got two slices. Trunks barely flinched when the hot sticky blood splattered onto his body. The third soldier eyed him with fear mixed with rage.
"See just like that." Trunks said wiping his sword off on one of the dead soldiers.
Something inside of him had finally snapped. Seeing his brother being reduced to his knees was not something he would tolerate.
"I am the PRINCE OF ALL SAYIANS!" Trunks roared his power exploding around him once more.
The other soldier didn't even see him coming. He was dead before his body even hit the ground.
"Is this the best you can do?" Trunks asked.
No one replied. Trunks kept his power high but put his sword away. He walked over to his brother and picked him up. Zion whimpered quietly but only Trunks could hear him. He then took off into the air, back towards the ship.
The door opened as he landed and he walked in. Bulma looked up as the door opened. She looked from Zion to Trunks before tactfully going to the controls and starting the lift off. Trunks placed Zion on one of the beds and went to go shower but Zion grabbed his arm.
"Destroy the fucking planet Prince."
"All those people." Trunks protested.
"Look you had no trouble killing those others. Those people are some of the most lethal bloodthirsty killers in the galaxy. They will hunt you down." Zion said finally opening his eyes.
They were cold, ruthless. Trunks saw the truth of his words in them.
"Mom get ready to make a quick getaway." Trunks said going to the door.
It opened slightly at his command and started gathering the Ki necessary to destroy the planet. When his mom said they were ready then he let the Ki go, directing it towards the planet. They had but a minute of two to get off the planet.
The door closed and the ship blasted into the air. Trunks went to the shower and washed away the blood. The after wave of the blast rocked the ship slightly but that was it.
Trunks went to Zion. He looked like he was asleep but his body was too tense for that. Trunks touched his shoulder and he growled.
"Relax, I just want to see this collar thing." Trunks said pulling his hand away.
"You may be powerful but you won't get it off." Zion replied with a snort.
"I'm not only brawn, I have brains too." Trunks replied with a smile that Zion could not see.
"Fine but if you set it off, I'll kill you." Zion replied.
Trunks lifted Zion and turned him over so that he could see the device. It was painfully simple yet effective, barbaric even. It was punctured into his skin and connected to the base of his head. Now all Trunks needed to know was whether it electrocuted or if injected something.
"Does it inject something or does it electrocute you?" Trunks asked.
"Both." Zion replied gruffly.
Trunks saw how to get it off and put Zion back into the position he had been in to go get his tools. He reached into his pocket and took out his box of capsules. He was about to take on out but a hand stopped him.
"If you take it off then you don't have any means to control him. He's damaged Trunks and I don't know how to help him."
Trunks turned to see Gaya standing behind him looking lost. She walked over to Zion and ran her fingers through his hair but he did not react.
"He's blocked me out so much that he doesn't even know I'm here, that I've always been here." Gaya whispered.
Bulma put the ship on auto pilot and came to join her son.
"She's beautiful." Bulma said softly.
"It's your decision Trunks. For your sake I hope you choose well." Gaya said fading away.
Trunks popped the capsule and went back to Zion. Zion flinched and tensed when he felt the bed depress as Trunks sat on the edge.
"It'll hurt taking it out. There's nothing I can do to stop that." Trunks said looking down at his brother.
Zion did not reply. Trunks turned his brother over and realised at the same time that whatever they had injected into him also paralysed him.
Trunks very carefully undid the clasp on the collar. Sure the clasp was undone but the device was still pierced into his skin.
"Mom, can you get a towel and some warm water. Oh and a bandage." Trunks asked mentally bracing himself.
"Thanks." he muttered when his mother returned.
He pulled slightly on the device and Zion jerked. Trunks realised with horror that it was serrated. It had hooks making simply pulling it out not an option. Trunks was going to have to make a cut.
Trunks sighed before swinging and using his weight to pin his brother down. Zion immediately went on alert. He wiggled slightly and Trunks pressed more of his weight down.
"Don't move." he hissed.
Trunks then used his Ki to make a small but deep cut by the hooks. Blood ran from the wound and Trunks felt like he wanted to puke. He noticed tears falling down Zion's face. Zion's expression however was set in a grim mask.
"Wait Trunks. If this thing's got hooks then I'm willing to bet that there's more. Just let me check quickly." Bulma said hurriedly.
Bulma shivered before she whipped the blood trickling from the wound away with the towel. She then stuck her index finger into the cut, following the device. Zion tensed more and hissed. Trunks could see that he want to snap his head back but he held as still as possible.
"Found it." Bulma muttered giving a small tug with her hand.
Zion yelped. The first verbal sign of pain he had made all day.
"Ohkay Trunks pull it out now." Bulma said removing her hand.
Trunks pulled and Zion started to yell so Trunks started to yell and then Bulma started to yell. Trunks unhooked the collar from Zion's neck when the device came out of his skin. He tossed it into the air and blasted it. He then grabbed the towel and pressed it to the bleeding wound at the base of Zion's head.
Zion was pale and his head lolled weakly. His breathing was shallow where Trunks' were heavy. Trunks groaned when the bleeding wouldn't stop. He had to do something.
"Here Trunks let me." Bulma said moving his hands aside.
Trunks let her but he still pinned his brother down.
Bulma had to stitch the wound closed and then bandaged it. Zion had blacked out by now and Trunks took it as his cue to not have to pin him down anymore. Trunks paced the ship the whole journey back to earth. Had he made the right choice? He couldn't just leave his brother like that.
When the ship landed Zion was still out. Trunks picked him up and moved him into one of the rooms still standing at Capsule Corp. Already the humans had realised that their planet was no longer in threat and were starting to rebuild their broken lives. Not much of a home to bring your brother to but then again they were both broken.
Trunks helped his mother to clean the mess they had left the ship in. They could always use it again sometime. Trunks tucked the now capsule into his pocket next to the time machine. His stomach grumbled reminding him that he hadn't eaten the whole day. Neither had Zion.
Together, Trunks and Bulma started to make food for both the Sayians and Bulma. Trunks went to go and see if Zion was awake. He wasn't but Trunks decided that now was a good a time as any to be. He went to shake Zion's shoulder but Zion's hand shot up and caught his wrist.
"You need to eat." Trunks said.
Zion's eyes opened and there was a brief flash of confusion, but it was gone as quickly as it had been there. Zion got up and gingerly touched the back of his neck.
"I was thinking of going to Korin and seeing if he has any senzu beans for you." Trunks said quietly.
"What's that?" Zion asked.
"It'll make you feel better." Trunks replied evasively.
Suddenly Trunks found himself being slammed against the wall. Zion was right in front of him holding him by the throat.
"Tell me how you were able to see father if he is dead." Zion demanded.
"My mother invented a time machine. The things that killed Vegeta were impossible to defeat. My mother had hoped that by inventing a time machine we could not only stop them but prevent them from ever existing. The machine takes you to an alternate universe not just the past. So we only succeeded in preventing one world from suffering out fate but not our world." Trunks explained in a choked voice.
"Give me the machine." Zion snapped.
"It's out of energy. It only had enough for four trips, thats counting both there and back. Effectively I could only go into the past twice." Trunks replied.
Trunks yelled out in pain as Zion invaded his mind. Memories of his time in the past flashed through his mind at sickening speeds. When Zion was satisfied he dropped him to the ground carelessly.
Trunks groaned and slowly rolled onto his feet. Zion did not look at him. He walked out of the room and to the kitchen without a backward glance. Trunks didn't know that Zion was reeling. His emotions were taking hits that they had never taken before. How could anyone risk their lives to save someone whom they didn't even know? How could anyone risk their lives to save someone whom they knew could kill them without a thought?
Trunks walked into the kitchen without a word. He didn't look at Zion who was eating his food already, but he seemed to check everything for poison or something. The tension in the air was suffocating but no one said a word. Bulma glanced at the two boys but knew better than to say anything.
"So how did you meet the bastard?" Zion asked coldly.
"He means dad." Trunks said quietly.
"Oh, he came to this planet to kill someone I used to know. I didn't meet him then but I meet him later on Planet Namek when he was trying to kill me." Bulma replied as though speaking of the weather.
Zion did not reply but he had been knocked again. His father had come here in violence yet they still accepted him.
"Jip, Vegeta was a right royal pig when he first came here." Bulma said distantly but fondly.
"Ha, I remember when he came back from searching space for Goku how you made him wear that pink BADMAN shirt. It really did so much for his complexion." Trunks said with a laugh.
"Oh I forgot about that. Happier times I tell you. I'm surprised he didn't just walk around in his underwear." Bulma replied laughing with him.
"No way, that would just kill his Sayian Pride." Trunks replied tears rolling down his cheeks.
Zion watched with an odd sense of detachment. He had never had to purposefully detach himself from a situation.
"When you killed that other soldier you announced yourself as the Prince of all Sayians, why?" Zion asked.
"My father used to say that a lot. It was his most prideful aspect. I figured with his reputation it couldn't hurt to use it. Besides you're the King." Trunks replied.
Silence resumed in the room once more as they finished their breakfast.
"What are your plans for today?" Bulma asked starting to clear away the dirty dishes.
"I was thinking of going to Korin, seeing if he had any senzu beans. Then maybe I'll go help build a city or two." Trunks said joking about the last part.
"Well in that case I want you to stop by Chi Chi and see how she's doing and go stop by master Roshi and tell that old pervert to come out of his submachine." Bulma asked.
"Ohkay. Come one Zion." Trunks said getting up.
Zion scowled and looked at Trunks with a glare that could kill.
"Don't tell me what to do!" he snapped.
"I'm asking you to come along. I'm not telling you. Just know that if you stay you will not be getting any senzu beans." Trunks replied hotly.
Zion grumbled but went to Trunks' side. The two walked out of the house and Trunks strapped his sword on out of habit. Trunks took off into the air and Zion followed. Trunks didn't look down out of habit but Zion did.
Zion had known about Trunks' existence. He had always thought that he had grown up with Vegeta, had the perfect loving life. He had ignored what he had known deep down inside. He had ignored the fact that Trunks' world was one of war and fear. He looked at all the destroyed buildings and the large graveyards and realised that the two of them weren't so different after all.
"You know my father never accepted me. He had my mother weren't exactly in love. It was a moment of weakness for the both of them and I happened. No one knows what would have happened had he not died but for the most part he disowned me. Mom says she's grateful I don't remember. I didn't however tell her about her plane being shot down and Vegeta standing by and doing nothing about it. I was in that plane, as a baby." Trunks said from up ahead.
Zion didn't reply. He had seen that memory in Trunks' head. His father had been a bastard, he knew that all too well.
"But he accepted you." Zion muttered under his breath too low for Trunks to hear him.
Trunks changed direction and started to fly upwards.
"KORIN!" Trunks yelled loudly.
"Where's the fire came the gruff reply.
Zion saw a circular building on a pole in the sky. Trunks stopped when he was level with the building.
"Hay Korin. You don't happen to have any senzu beans do you?" Trunks asked.
Zion watched as a white cat with a cane started to talk. It was an odd experience.
"I have few, you're in luck." Korin replied tossing Trunks a small brown bag.
"Thanks a lot Korin." Trunks said with a small bow.
"Anything for the kid that saved the world. Goku would be proud. I think Vegeta would just be mad that he hadn't done it but I'm sure deep down he'd be saying something like Na na na na. Take that Kakarot. My son did it and not yours." Korin replied.
He was joking? That really wasn't like Korin at all. Trunks laughed at the truth in his words before waving and flying upwards. Zion followed behind silently. Korin noticed him but didn't say a word.
"MR POPO!" Trunks yelled just as another building came into view.
"Oh hello Trunks. It been a long time since I've had any visitors. I really miss Kami. Congratulations on saving the Earth young Trunks." Mr Popo replied from his garden.
"Thank-you." Trunks replied modesty before landing on the lookout floor.
"So what brings you here, and who's your friend?" Mr Popo asked.
"Oh this is my brother Zion and I was hoping to see the extent of the androids damage. We still have a long way to go." Trunks replied as Zion landed.
Mr Popo nodded before going back to watering his garden. Trunks opened the small bag and took out a small green bean. He then held out his hand to Zion. Zion eyed it like it was going to bite him. Eventually he shrugged and took it. He tossed it into his mouth and chewed before swallowing. His eyes widened in surprise and he touched the back of his neck in confusion.
Trunks made no comments. He didn't even look at Zion. He was giving his brother time to realise that he wasn't an enemy. He needed to realise that he wasn't being controlled anymore. Trunks just hoped that when that time came he wouldn't take his freedom to murderous extremes. Only time would tell and only time, patience and understanding would allow him to heal. Just like the Earth. After all Trunks still needed to give his brother a message, but he needed to heal and Trunks was willing to give anything for his brother to accept him.