Lost and Forgotten

by Pwerstrck4

They were both from two very different worlds; she was from a post-apocalyptic Manhattan, and he was from a wealthy and futuristic West City. But what happens when their worlds suddenly collide? These unlikely teens find themselves connected by the red string of fate as both try to strive for freedom from their shackles (metaphorically speaking). *sigh* Here we go again...

1. Introduction

A/N: Hi Everyone! During my long period of writer's block, this idea happened to pop into my head. I originally posted it on another website, but due to their overwhelming technical difficulties, I decided to just upload it to this site. The Introduction is extremely short, and I apologize for that. The next few chapters, however, will be much longer; I promise! With that being said, enjoy!

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Lost and Forgotten~ Introduction

Post apocalyptic Manhattan
Lower East Side

Have you ever felt the feeling of complete emptiness?

A feeling that leaves you living as if there was a gaping hole in your chest?

I constantly felt that feeling walking down the empty streets of the lower East Side of Manhattan.

I walk down the sidewalks past the Italian immigrant section of the city on my way back to my "home", or should I say my place of residence. The place brings back memories of my childhood: The butcher shop, the singing heard from the windows of the run down apartment buildings. It all reminds of the places I went with my little sister.

I clutch my head as an unwanted memory made its way to my consciousness.

'Not now, I don't need this. I have to get back home before I think more than I have to.'

I continue to walk past the run down buildings and make my way to the buildings who show battle scars of the past twenty years of chaos and pain.

I sigh ruefully as I turn right down an alleyway.

I needed to leave this place, it too painful to bear the mistakes that I've made.

I needed to leave, even if it was the last thing I would do.

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Capsule Corporation
West City

Trunks' eyes batted open as he woke up from a long night of studying. Today was the last final he would be taking for the school year. In fact, it was his last final of school, ever. After today he would be a college kid, free to do what he wants.

Or not.

Trunks was aware of the weight on his shoulders, the fact that after college he would be taking over Capsule Corporation from his mother. Because of that, he had to take courses that would overall benefit the company rather than himself.

Trunks walked down the stairs and grabbed an apple as he walked out the door.

He couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to happen over the course of the next couple of days; his Saiyan instincts never failed him.

He suddenly lost his appetite as he flew off towards West City.