HOPE

Chapter One - Too Far Back

He stared at the large Machine in awe, questions spinning through his mind. He wasn't sure if this Time Machine would work, and if it did...would Goku be able to change the past? He was having difficulties believing his Mother's stories about this amazing Saiyan, and even the stories about his Father. Yet, he did his mothers wishes and agreed to travel back 20 Years into the Past.

" Now Trunks, I want you to be careful.. "

He nodded in his Mother's direction, taking the medicine meant for Goku's disease. Turning around, he stopped as he read the words on the front of the machine. HOPE.

This Four letter word gave him strength every time he read it, making him believe the impossible. Today, it wasn't working. Even the mere sight of the word caused him to tremble, for he believed there was no HOPE for them now.

" ...Give that to Goku, then race home...ok? "

His Mother's words seemed to barely compute in his mind, but he still smiled and gave a nod.

Looking away from the awful writing, Trunks jumped inside the machine. Looking back to his Mother, he smiled. This may be his last time to even see her, he prayed that that wasn't the truth. Her wide blue eyes shimmered with beauty, with...HOPE.

He couldn't bear to stare into those eyes, but his love for her kept him staring. Giving a small wave, Trunks pressed a small button on the control pannel, then dissapeared.

Bulma looked up in despair, her gentle cheeks covered in wet tears. " I love you, Trunks... "

Realizing he was gone, she turned and began to walk away. A smile finally forming on her lips.

" He's in your hands now, Goku. "

Trunks brushed a strand of hair behind his ear, laying his head back to relax. It was difficult, especially since the sound of the machine moving was quite annoying.

He began to close his eyes, unable to control his desire to sleep. His thoughts suddenly drifting off to what he may find in the past, and those he will meet for the fist time.

His Father. Trunks had wanted for Years to meet his Father face to face. Being a boy when his Father was killed, Trunks never knew what it was like to have one standing at his side. But, the stories his Mother had told him made him skittish. He'd heard his Father was a talented man, but always seemed to want to hide his emotions. His Father always seemed to be cold and heartless, and Trunks didn't know if he wanted to learn the truth.

Goku. He'd heard amazing stories of the Saiyan's Heroism, and was curious to see what this man could teach him. Maybe, if he met Goku, he would learn how defeat the Android's in his own time! It was a strange idea, but if his Mother's stories were true, then maybe there was a chance.

Gohan. Seeing his Teacher again would bring great joy into his heart. Gohan had been the last to understand his power, and the last to die against the terrible duo.

A sudden disturbing noise broke Trunk's away from his thoughts. Looking straight at the console, he realized the dates going farther and farther into the past.

Panicking, Trunks tried to think of a way to stop the Machine. If he didn't find an escape now, there was no telling where he'd end up!

Thinkin fast, Trunks slammed his fist on the control panel. The sound of the machine spinning was the last thing he heard, feeling the preasure as it dropped to the cold hard ground. He passed out, not noticing the screen as it clicked. The date read...749 AD, October 17.

" You think he's ok? "

" I don't know...why don't you ask ém? "

" Maybe we should tickle ém! "

" Whatever you say, Master! "

Trunks began to laugh, feeling tiny fingers begin to poke at his body. Tears began to form in his eyes, and he grabbed the attackers wrist to defend himself.

" HEHE!!! Get him off!! "

Managing to open his eyes, the young Saiyan looked at his surroundings in awe. " Where am I? "

" This is Kame's Place...are you sure you're alright, Boy? " A kind voice spoke.

Trunks looked up, seeing and old man standing before him. The man looked like he was in his 70's, but moved around like he was still a child. " Master Roshi? "

" How do you know me, Boy? "

Sitting up, The Saiyan rubbed his acking head. How could he have done this? Now if he went home, it would take another year till he could make another trip. " Wait! "

Roshi stared in confusion as the boy looked around in panick. " What are you looking for? "

" Where's The Time Machine? "

The Old Man nodded, " It's behind the house, you made quite a landing...I'm surprised you survived such an incredible crash! "

Trunks sighed in relief, catching view of the two children behind Roshi. They were both short in stature, and seemed to be quite at ease. The First boy was bald, and Six Dots were placed on his forehead. This looked like the one who'd tickled him earlier. The Second had a crazy hair style, and a wide smile on his face.

The Second spoke emediantly, pointing to himself in joy. " I'm Goku... " he pointed to the other, "...and this is Krillin... "

Krillin grinned, placing his hand on his hips in pride. It wasn't hard to see that he was full of himself.

" Who are you? " Goku asked, tilting his head to the side.

" Well... " He couldn't believe who he was talking to. " I'm... "

" Well, Hey there! " A female voice butted in, bending down in front of him.

Trunks hesitated as he saw her face. She was a beauty beyond his imagination. " Uh...Hi...Uh... "

" I'm Launch...you are? "

Trunks wiped the sweat from his forehead with the end of his sleeve. 'I can't tell her my real name... '

Launch blinked, waiting for an answer.

SSV : I hope you all like how this one started out!

Super-Veggie-San