Alright guys, here we have a nice little preview for my new Worlds Apart story, out of my suggested new stories this was the most popular so I decided to crank out a chapter. I don't have a lot of spare time at the moment with uni so I hope this is to your liking since I didn't get chance to proof read it much. No I have not forgotten about my other stories however I've been very busy and my thoughts had left me in the mood to write about this over my other stories, they are not being abandoned, but I will update them when I feEl the motivation and have the time, my apologies for this. Regardless, enjoy!
Chapter 1
The sun sat heavy in the sky on this day. The day which would change the fate of the entire world. Having spent years being savaged and tortured under the oppressive heel of two androids, Mother Earth was ready to breath it's last. Only two defenders remained alive to oppose these monstrosities. Gohan Son, half breed Saiyan and son of Goku Son, former protecter of Earth. Beside him was Trunks Briefs, son of the Prince of Saiyans and the CEO of the most powerful company on the planet. These two warriors stood side by side upon a cliff, staring down at the ravaged city below. After the loss of his left arm to the androids, Gohan was ready to finally end the war between man and machine. Against his better judgement, Gohan had allowed Trunks to accompany him.
"Are you sure you're ready for this Trunks?" Asked Gohan, eyes narrowed in search of his enemy.
"I'm ready master. I won't let them get away with any more destruction." Replied Trunks, sharpening the sword he kept on his back. In the city below Gohan spotted movement. Two people walking next to each other with an unmistakable and sickening sense of superiority.
"It's time Trunks. It ends tonight." Trunks stood up and sheathed his sword.
"With their deaths." He said before flying from their perch towards the city. Gohans eyes followed his pupils. 'Or ours...' He thought to himself before following.
18 sighed loudly as she walked through the remains of Pepper town. She and 17 had been bored out of her mind without their punching bag around and had decided to "entertain" themselves with the survivors who were staying nearby. They hadn't proven very amusing though, more pathetic than anything. "What do we have to do to get Blondie out here." She complained. "We've killed enough people, surely this is where he shows up to give us one of his pathetic hero speeches before we get our entertainment."
17 stopped walking. "You know something sis, we may have brought him out after all." As he spoke two figures were flying towards them. Gohan and Trunks landed in front of the androids, Trunks's teeth bared at the destruction around him, Gohan quiet and calm. "Took you long enough to show up. We were getting worried without you around to entertain us." 17 chuckled maliciously while Trunks growled.
Trunks opened his mouth to say something to them but Gohan cut him off. "Don't bother Trunks, they don't care what you have to say." He turned his attention to the androids. "Just so you know, there won't be any other battles after this. We're going to kill you today...or die trying."
18 chuckled. "I think it's going to be the second option honey, given your..." She gestured to his missing arm. "...handicap." She then let out a hearty laugh while Gohan flared into super Saiyan.
"Trunks." Said Gohan, dead seriousness in his voice. "I need you to focus ok? This is your last chance to get revenge for all the people they've killed, and all the pain they've caused. This is your last chance for justice." Gohans aura flared brightly as he powered up to 100% "So make it count!" He shot towards 17 with hate in his now teal eyes and landed a hard punch across the teenagers jaw, launching him back into one of the few remaining buildings.
Trunks gathered up as much of his limited strength as possible and went after 18. Her eyes narrowed in disgust as he attempted to kick her. A quick sidestep and she countered with a punch to his stomach, winding him and dropping him to the ground. She chuckled over him as he clutched his stomach in pain. Bending down to his face level she spoke to him. "Giving up already hun? How disappointing." Her words were cut off when he turned and launched a powerful ki blast into her from point blank. She disappeared behind a bright golden light before a loud crash and explosion were heard in the distance. Trunks eyebrows raised in both surprise and joy. He had managed to land a strong blast on the android from point blank. Even if he wasn't a super Saiyan, that must have done some serious damage he told himself. His dreams were crushed when 18 walked out from the smoke, pulling off her ruined jacket and anger blazing in her eyes. "Alright kid, you may have been amusing before but now you've done it!" Trunks slowly rose to his feet and gulped.
17 jumped from building to building with Gohan hot on his heels. He was surpised with how well Gohan was actually keeping up with him, especially when missing his arm. Most of their fights with him had involved his twin fighting alongside him. With their combined strength and natural teamwork skills he'd never had to put any real effort into fighting the Saiyan. Now though, with his sister busy with his own entertainment he was actually working hard in this fight, and if was being honest, it scared him. Ever since he had became an android he'd never felt vulnerable, he had always been in control, always the one with the power. His deep thought would have to be saved for later however as a ki blast shot in front of him and cut him off. He turned to meet his opponent and was met with a double heeled kick to the gut. Gohan kicked himself back and shot another blast at the machine. 17 growled and knocked the blast away before leaping after him. 17 and Gohan began to exchange punches and kicks with each other at an astonishing pace. Gohan dodging more than blocking due to his arm. An opening allowed 17 to land a three hit combo which sent Gohan spiralling downwards into a building. Gohan quickly picked himself up and flew back out, catching the android by surpise and landing an uppercut across his chin. Dazed and confused, 17 then received blow after blow from the super Saiyan. Gohan disappeared and reappeared behind 17's back, sending him hurtling down towards the ground with a kick. Gohan watched as his nemesis hit the ground below. Seizing the opportunity, Gohan charged up a blast containing the majority of his energy and launched it down towards him.
18 kicked Trunks's body away from her with ease. He barrelled backwards through the air before halting himself. 18 floated upwards and chuckled at him, finding obvious amusement in his suffering. Snarling, Trunks unsheathed his sword and flew towards her. She raised an eyebrow before smirking once again and dodging the swing of his blade. Trunks began to swing wildly in the vain hope of hitting her and causing some more damage. Building up his strength he swung horizontally at her, only to have her catch on hold the blade with one hand. Trunks gasped involuntarily at this and she let out a hearty laugh. She then raised a hand towards him and let out a blast of energy at him. Trunks's battered and bruised body flew through a barely standing wall and crashed on the ground behind it. 18 nonchalantly walked through the hole she had just created and stared at the heap in front of her. "How pathetic." She said, walking towards Trunks's damaged body. "You really didn't put up much of a fight did you?" She gave an evil smirk before frowning and grabbing the front of his shirt. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to find good clothes around here?!" He locked eyes with her before spitting a mess of blood and saliva on her face. A growl emerged from her lips as she pulled back her fist. The punch never came as a large explosion from the battle behind her caught her attention. Normally she wouldn't care if it hadn't been Gohan who was hovering in the air, a smoking crater below him. '17 you idiot!' She had warned him that Gohan had been getting strong but he wouldn't listen, insisting on his own strength rather than just being cautious. She dropped Trunks back to the ground and flew off to aid her brother.
Gohan stayed panting in the air for several moments as he tried to regain some of his strength. The smoke from the crater below him began to dissipate, revealing the charred and damaged, yet still alive, form of android 17. Gohan allowed himself to feel a small sense of elation, he could do this, he could beat the android. His thoughts were redirected towards a war cry to his side, turning he managed to catch a glimpse of 18 before her punch sent him straight down to the ground.
"17 what do you think you're doing?! Finish this before he can cause you any more damage!" Shouted 18 as she berated her brother.
17 stood up from his hole in the ground and glared up at his sister. "Quiet! I've got this handled!"
"Oh you're handling it are you? Well forgive me if I have a hard time believing that when you get your ass kicked the moment I turn my back!"
"Oh shut up and kill him would you!" 18 huffed but turned to face Gohan anyway. The Saiyan was running low on energy and knew he didn't stand a chance in a fight with her right now. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like he had much of a choice. She charged up a ki blast in her hand and Gohan raised his arm in a meager defence. The blast never came though as a purple haired body crashed into hers and wrapped his arms around her.
18 grunted with annoyance. "Hey kid, you ever hear of personal space?" She raised her arm and swung an elbow into his ribs, breaking two with ease. Trunks coughed up blood but tightened his arms around her. "What's wrong with you kid? Let go!" She ordered raising her arm for another hit.
"Sorry, but I can't do that." Snarled Trunks through gritted teeth. "I can do this however." His body began to glow gold as he flooded himself with energy.
Gohan stared up at the second android and his pupil locked in mid air. Seeing what Trunks was going to do, panic set in and his eyes went wide. "NO TRUNKS! DON'T DO IT!" Gohans begging fell on deaf ears as a bright golden light began to shine where the two used to be until a shockwave was sent out, destroying anything nearby and sending Gohan flying backwards.
17's eyes widened when the smoke cleared. His sister, his twin, his only family in the world they had forged together, gone. 17 felt something which he couldn't recall ever feeling before, sorrow. The sorrow was swiftly followed by pure, unadulterated rage. His cry rang out across the desolate remains of the city as he gazed upon the tiny fragments of metal which floated down to the ground. 17 fell to his knees as a rush of never before felt emotions flooded through his body uncontrollably. After minutes he saw a body appear on the opposite side of the crater from him. Gohan stood in his super Saiyan form, eyes wet from still falling tears yet set in determination. 17 screamed wildly and launched at Gohan with everything he had. Gohan remained still, putting every ounce of strength into his awaiting fist. As 17 nearly reached him he made his move. Crouching down, Gohan dodged 17's wild swing as he soared above him. Then, Gohan rose and with all his strength punched upwards into the androids stomach. Gohan could feel the metal skeleton trying to fight against him and waining. Finally, the metal buckled and Gohans fist burst through the other side of android 17. Eyes growing wide, 17 struggled to believe this was happening to him. As he began to choke on his blood and everything went numb, he had only one thought on his mind. 'I should have just killed you...'
Hours had passed since the battle with the androids. He had finally done it, he had defeated the terrors of his nightmares after so many years of their haunting of him. He had avenged all those who had been slain unjustly, and brought peace to the world. And in doing so, he had lost one of only two people he had left that he cared about. The tears from his eyes had long since stopped falling but the burning he felt behind his eyes was still there. Trunks Briefs, his student, his comrade, his friend, his...son, was dead. Now he had to go and tell Bulma the news. The news that while he had saved the world, he had failed her. Gathering his strength he rose to his feet, and flew off towards Capsule Corp.
Gohan landed with a gentle thud outside of the once glamorous home. The front door had long since been blown down and so he walked right in. He spotted Bulma leant over her desk, writing equations down and running calculations, oblivious to his presence and the agony he was about to bring.
He cleared his throat and she looked at him. "Bulma...it's done." He said slowly.
"What do you...did you...are they...gone?" She asked, hope building in her eyes.
"They're gone Bulma..." Her eyes lit up and she ran forwards and embraced him in a hug.
"I knew it...I knew you could do it..." She looked around for her son. "Where's Trunks? We need to celebrate!" She looked up at Gohan and saw the pain in his eyes. "Gohan?"
"Bulma..."
"Gohan...where's Trunks?" Tears began to form in her eyes and desperation had began creeping into her voice.
"He's...he's gone Bulma."
Bulmas face shattered into anguish at those words. "No..." She mumbled, stepping back from Gohan. "No Gohan...not my baby boy..." She stepped backwards into her desk and stopped, tears flooding her eyes. "Don't you do this to me Gohan. You tell me he's okay. You tell me things are fine, that he's just waiting outside for me!"
He saw the begging in her eyes and it crushed him to break her only hope. "I'm so sorry Bulma..."
"No!" Her tears had broken free and were now streaming down her face. "You said he would be ok! You said you would protect him!" She ran to Gohan and began wildly punching him in the chest. "You bring my son back Gohan. You bring him back right now! Bring him back...bring him back...please..." Her anger had subsided and she collapsed into a weeping mess in Gohans arms. "Trunks..." Even after the death of the monstrosities which had been tormenting this world for years, when others would be in the throws of celebration, there was still one more heart to be broken harder than all the rest.
