Seven Hundred Days of Servitude
Rated: T
Summary: Things do not go as planned when Trunks invade and enemy planet. As a result, he agrees to a deal that will keep his people out of a war for at least a little bit longer. [Trunks centric story, AU, very little romance if at all]
000 Prologue 000
The world was dark, so dark. There wasn't a single light around to help guide her, but it didn't matter. She had to keep running.
At this point, her body was littered in scratches and bruises from carelessly pushing herself through the trees and underbrush. She had lost her shoes at some point. Her lower legs and feet were nearly numb from a combination of pain and the cold dirt. But it didn't matter. She had to keep running. She had to get to the ship before it had a chance to take off again.
She burst through the trees, looking like an angry wood nymph—so covered in dirt and leaves and twigs. The ship was just in the clearing in front of her. Its door was open and florescent light illuminated the valley. She had to cover her eyes—it was so bright compared to the darkness her eyes had started to become accustomed to.
The longer she stood still, the more she started to realize how badly her body ached. Inhaling deeply, she forced herself to move once more. Even if she was somewhat blinded, she knew where she had to go. The walk down the slight hill seemed to lag on for eternity. She was so close…
Just before she could reach the ramp of the mostly circular space craft, her legs gave out and she collapsed on the ground, barely able to catch herself before her head smacked against one of the stones that littered parts of the valley. As she struggled to sit up, she forced her tears down. She was mere yards away—the closest she had yet come to escaping. And yet here she was, struggling to make the final stretch. Maybe it was her body's way of insisting that she stay.
The light in front of her was blocked out and she heard footsteps as someone approached her. They were heavy and steady as the person's boots clinked against the metal ramp. She knew that they were in front of her when the clinking stopped and they entered the grass. There was light again, this time from right above her. She could feel the hot energy radiating from the light above her and knew that whoever it was standing there was preparing to attack.
"You shouldn't have seen us," he said to her. She couldn't see his face between the ball of energy in front of her and the spaceship light behind him. "No one can be allowed to see us on this planet."
She dropped her gaze towards the ground once more, preparing for the worst. As she did, something caught her eye. A tail.
Of course. Of course I would want to hi-jack a shuttle belonging to the Saiyans.
000
Author's Notes: Hiya! Thanks for reading this brief prologue! The next chapter is 17x as long, and that is absolutely not an exaggeration. Chapter One was originally part of the Prologue but it was suggested that I break it into two. I have decided to start this new, novel-length fic with an entirely planned out plot. I will still be working on my other fics, as they have rather short chapters compared to this one.
This story will revolve around Trunks and his general POV (so if he isn't in the scene, we aren't seeing what's happening! It is still written in standard narrative format, however, and not second person, just to be clear.) There is a chance for some 'romance' later, but I'm not particularly good at writing that so it won't be very much and it certainly isn't the focus of this story. This will be all about the wonderful Trunks we all know and love!
(And for once, I have a Beta from the start of the story, so there is at least a second set of eyes looking over this for some spelling mistakes, characterization, and plot continuity!)
So, if you're still reading this, please give the next chapter a shot and leave me some feedback to let me know what you think!
Ever Your Servant,
A.F