-By Sha/#29 (July 10th, 2005)
Before Notes: This is an alteruniverse of the future timeline in Dragonball Z;and I'll be using the Japanese names for the cyborgs and androids, but I'll add their English number when they appear, so no worry... this also will became more a dark storylater on, but the starter chapter is short, as it hasn't actually begun the real story yet...
Ruined were the once tall cities and grassy fields of Earth... just about everywhere had been destroyed by the two cyborgs; the twin monsters whom had been created by Doctor Gero, who was only killed by them as their first victim... thousands - millions followed...
Volcanoes were erupting, oceans flooding... those places had been finished off... hardly anyone was alive, for the population had been divided in half only a few years before, and now; only a few digits remained... including Trunks Briefs and his mother who lived in their run down house at Capsule Corp., and Trunks knew it wouldn't be long before the cyborgs found them, and got tired and decided to finally finish them off.
How could they stand once there was nothing left to destroy?
What would they do then?
The light violet haired half-Saiyan sat upon the window sill, staring up into another empty, rainy sky... it seemed that wouldn't end either... the weather had recently in the last year become bizarre, it was no longer really predictable... the last month or so, it had began raining, and it hardly ever let up.
The last encounter which he had tried to face them was half a year ago, and he was still upset that he hadn't become strong enough yet...
Why... why hadn't they finished him yet?
Was it because he was the only plaything left that was able to at least nearly match their fighting strengths?
Trunks sighed, covering his eyes with his hand... death was probably a paradise compared to all this... but he had to hold on, his mother had fierce hope and refused to let him give up; so she was what he could live for when he wasn't training in those rooms Bulma had desighed for him, even if they weren't much, at least he could train in them when he didn't feel like going outside... he was too disgusted at what the Earth had been turned into...
Trunks stood up, turning to his blueheaded mother, whom was seated in front of a dark and dusty fireplace, and drinking something from a small cup.
"Mother, I'm going out - not to fight them, just out." Trunks said quickly and yet calmly so his mother sat back down, nodding.
"You'd better not be lying, Trunks." She walked over to him, hugging him around the shoulders. "I'll see you soon... I said SOON." Bulma added with a worried look in her eyes, as wrinkles creased her forehead, and Trunks patted her shoulders.
"Don't worry... I just need some fresh air..." Trunks knew he probably wouldn't find any real fresh air, but it was a saying anyway...
In another place...
Fire and rubble flew through the night sky as another mountain exploded... the burning pieces cast against the darkness, lighting up like fireworks; with rocks being thrown about and so much smoke swaying around the remains of the mountains.
"Did you see that!" The raven haired teenaged male cyborg yelled over to his blonde twin, after finishing up his one hundredth or so manical fits of laughter...
He had been blasting the mountains for the last three hours, originally she had been too but finally decided to relax, and watch the chaos unwind.
"Yeah." She called to him - she was rested on a large flat rock, with her chin rested against the back of her hand, with her elbow rested on the rock, holding herself half up.
She was several feet below him, as he was floating up quite high, and basicly jumping around with cackles when he destroyed another mountain... although now he had nothing left, and she sighed, wondering what he could possibly think up next to do... perhaps she should just ditch him, and go back to their hideout to model some of her outfits that she had collected over the years.
Their houses was built of wood, out on an once ranch, and they had left the white peeling painted wooden fences alone, which surrounded the fields where the animals had been, and around their property.
The houses were only one floor each, one was facing away from the pastures, while the second faced the first house. They were really old fashioned built, with wood standing from the bottom of the porches holding up the small roof above, each house had a long porch, with fencing going along the porch in between the wooden supports on the second house.
Both of them went in and out of each house... although, Juuhachi (Eighteen) had claimed the first house, which had a larger main room then the other one, and a few small rooms... apparently that had been the family house, and the one Juunana (Seventeen) usually stayed in was probably originally the tool shack, (of course) judging by all the neat tools Juunana got to play with, and destroy things with, and pretend he could built something; although he had became pretty good at building things, as he could always find extra wood somewhere with his axe, and enjoyed cutting down trees as a side hobby to his many hobbies... of which he was running out on.
Oh, and Juunana's room was the basement of his one room house, with the bed in the middle of the dark room, facing the opposite direction from the wooden and creaky stairway; with several boxes and crates stacked right behind it, and bookshelves and other oddities alining the walls; with another small crate on the right (if he was laying with his back on the bed) side, and a small lamp, and a few things he had placed on it.
Juuhachi dully watched Juunana, who was turning and looking around, as a disappointed look crept over his face, and he finally realized what she had already long before realized - he had run out of mountains to blow up...
He growled, then flew down to her, landing on the rock a foot below the one she lay on.
"I can't believe this! I ran out of mountains already!"
Juuhachi sat up, and folded her hands in her lap, looking up at him. "You spend a good few hours having fun... now, before you come up with something else, may I please go home?"
Her twin pouted, as she stood up and began to start hovering; then suddenly his face brightened up.
"Hey, I got this game! Play it once with me, if you beat me you can go home." Juunana commanded, and she sighed, shrugging.
"Why not?" Juuhachi then reluctantly followed her brother over a few fields in ruin, to the sandy beach that was spreaded a good few yards.
Landing on some rocks with ocean spraying up at them, he turned to her, and pointed out at the water.
"Okay, we both take turns blasting into the water, and whoever gets the water up higher - wins!" Juunana smirked, then added. "I just know you won't be able to last long."
"Mmm mm." Juuhachi just grinned slightly, and crossed her arms, waiting for him to talk again, and he did.
"I go first." Juunana walked forward, pulling up his white sleeves to rest at his elbows, then he lifted both of his arms, reaching out to the sea as he began firing up rapid ki beams, which splashed and splashed the water up very high, as they traveled out.
Finally, after his little show was over, he stood back, still smirking. "Your turn... Good luck."
She walked forward, laughing. "I don't need it."
Juunana sat on another rock, with his legs crossed, and watched as Juuhachi shot blast after blast, followed by a giant bright pink energy ball which blew the water sky high, as his mouth fell, and she turned, smiling smugly.
"I'm going home, Juunana." Juuhachi leaned down, patting his shoulder. "Don't stay out pass your bedtime." Then before he could protest, she flew off towards their house.
Juunana stared out at the sea, it was calm, sparkling with the moonlight and stars. He let out his breath as he fell back on the rocks, sighing as he placed his hands underneath his dark head.
He wondered what would happen once he and Juuhachi DID destroy everything? How long would it be for him to run out of games to play? Would they try to kill each another someday, or would they let that saiyan boy stay around so they had someone else... was it a sick game or a comfort to know there were others?
Juunana nearly choked on his chuckle.
'Imagine that; a comfort...' He rolled onto his left side, noticing a small green lizard crawling towards him, then it stopped right in front of him.
"Hey, get. You should be frightened, I'm one of the big, bad cyborgs who destroyed your world, home, friends and family..." He yawned, closing his eyes, and gasped slightly as he realized the lizard climbed up onto his hip, and was staring bug-eyed at him.
"Yo, go - before I kill you." Juunana felt amused at pretending to be threatening a poor, defenseless lizard, who just stared and stared. Juunana let his head fell back, feeling sleepy, then sat up, catching the lizard before it could scramble away.
"You're my pet now, and your name is..." He look around, but all he could see was the ocean and rocks... jeez, he'd been seeing a heck of a lot of rocks... so it hit him, the'perfect' name...
"...Rockzilla." Juunana jumped up, and began to walk home; as he didn't want to fly home right away and get his sister mad at him again - besides a walk would allow him to scan the area for more things to blow up tomorrow...
Rockzilla, as the lizard had been named, was just sitting on his arm against Juunana's shirt, with his little tongue darting out and in, as his buggy eyes looked around; and Juunana was just walking along rather slowly actually, as he yawned.
"Why am I so tired?" He stared down at his pet, which just stared and stared up at him, then the cyborg yawned loudly, and nearly choked on his yawn at the sight before him.
A young girl was standing up at the end of the road that was directly in front of their property, she was facing away from him, and she had very long, dark hair that reached her bottom; and she was wearing black jeans, with a denim jacket which seemed to be a little large on her.
"Eh, so, someone did survive... how did she get here? Ah, well... another plaything to play with before I kill it..." Juunana murmured to Rockzilla, who just nestled into his hands, as Juunana patted his little head, looking down at his pet.
When Juunana looked up, the girl was gone... he raised an eyebrow, floating himself up to the roof level, glancing around.
"Argh, who cares right now?" He yawned loudly, flew down, landing on his porch, and walked in with his pet, deciding to deal with the stranger tomorrow; after he told Juuhachi... or maybe he wouldn't, after all, she would just want to kill that human herself...
But before Juunana could decide, he fell asleep on his bed, still holding Rockzilla in his hands.
oOo.:TO BE CONTINUED:.oOo