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Chapter-1
King Kai wiped his sweat after his attempt at making a new house. But Goku knocked it down with, well, a knock. In the meantime, a very disturbing news reached King Yama – Frieza had been shifted to a new prison, the one facing the 'Five Saiyan' high security confining enclosure (being claustrophobic, Saiyans cannot be put in cages or individual small cells), and was taunting them. Mostly the Saiyans did not create much problem, but with the Ice-sadist's provocation, their ki-s were rising in unison.
King Yama scratched the horns of his cap – Goku and King Kai were somewhere down the long and eternal Snake Way and therefore could not be reached, and he needed someone from the North Quadrant to be sent down immediately. Just then, walked in the lavender-haired demi-saiyan, freshly killed by Cell. King Yama checked his record as on auto-pilot and stumbled upon the phrase 'killed Frieza'.
Immediately, the situation was explained to him, along with the reason why Goku was unavailable, and asked for his help. Thrilled to be able to shoulder Goku's responsibility, trunks followed a winged guide through a partition between the golden clouds, and descended to the troubled area. As they neared the place the following conversation was picked up by his keen Saiyan ears:
Frieza: It was not me, my Monkey King; you yourself had signed your death warrant…
[King Vegeta's growl]
Unknown voice: We need not get bothered with the lizard's words. After all, it is as dead as we are…
Frieza: now now, aren't you the one, whose brain damaged mission failing younger son killed his own elder brother?
[Trunks: So that is Bardok]
Another voice: At least I was killed by a fellow Saiyan, my brother at that, and I know that the Saiyan blood continues through my nephew.
[Trunks: So that is Radditz]
By this time, Trunks almost reached there and lowered his ki to remain undetected.
Frieza: Hardly a consolation prize – a half-blood and a brain damaged fool and a monkey-prince whom I killed myself…tsk tsk.
Trunks: too bad you yourself got killed by that 'monkey-prince''s 'half-blood' child…
Frieza: You! You! Ha, so you got killed too. Are you here to join the 'Saiyan-slum'?
Trunks: No, to put you in your right place –
Trunks turns Super Saiyan, beats Frieza up to a pulp, which the Saiyans watch jaws hanging (being dead already, they could not die of heart-attack). Then the winged guide showed Trunks a special container newly designed for Frieza and he put the lizard in it. The guide asked him what he wanted to do till he was Recalled, and he chose to remain there and know his paternal culture better. Once his golden aura vanished and his hair turned normal, Bardok was the first to recover from the stupor and started talking to Trunks:
Bardok: Who are you, young warrior? Your aura is of an ascended Saiyan and your features show marks of our most noble Royal bloodline. Yet, you are something else with odd coloured hair…
Trunks: well, my father was a Saiyan, I mean, IS a Saiyan (in this timeline). I inherited my maternal grand-father's mauve hair.
A bald Saiyan: What race is your mother?
Trunks: A human from the planet Earth.
Radditz: Earth! That is where Kakkarott settled down! Do you know my nephew?
Trunks: Of course, it was Goku's son Gohan who taught me fighting in my time-line. In this time-line, it is he who is fighting the monster that killed me, well, he and my father I guess…
Bardok: Who is your father, boy?
Trunks: Vegeta
Absolute pin-drop silence, that even the guarding ogres found disconcerting.