Author's Note: Hello. After reading all of the medieval fan fics that are out there about Trunks/Pan, Goten/Bra, and Uub/Marron. I decided to write my own. No I haven't given up on the Traveler, for the five of you who have actually read it and reviewed. I am just putting it off for a little while, while I start this new fic. Anyway, enough of my constant babble, on with the story!
The carriage that Prince Trunks rode in lurched from side to side as it traveled down the only road through the Forest of Bisham. Trunks stared out the window of the carriage, as his tutor droned on and on about some war that his family had fought in. Something at the moment that Trunks could have cared less about.
The carriage that Trunks was riding in was headed to the port city of Entine. Where he was to meet his fiancée Lady Marron. Lady Marron was the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Esha. They were long time friends of his mother Queen Bulma, who was the one that arranged the marriage. An idea that Trunks hated since the moment that he had heard he was to marry Marron.
Marron was considered to be one of the most beautiful women in the country, second only to Trunks' sister Bra. She was also the biggest ditz in the country. (A/N: Ducks for the flying shoes from all of the Marron fans on ff.net.) During the six times that Trunks had met her. He could swear that he heard air seeping out of her ears.
"Prince Trunks are you even listening to me!" Trunks' tutor shouted snapping Trunks out of his thoughts.
"Huh...what? Oh, yes. You were talking about the war and how my grandfather was the greatest warrior that ever lived." Trunks guessed.
The tutor narrowed his eyes at Trunks. "So you were listening to me. Forgive me Prince. As I was saying, when your grandfather first came to this land..."
It was at that point Trunks once again ignored his tutor. He went back to staring out the carriage window. A few moments later, the carriage suddenly stopped. Causing the tutor to drop the book that he was holding and send his notes flying everywhere. Trunks on the other hand went flying backwards, slamming his head into the carriage wall. Trunks hissed in pain.
He then stuck his head out of the carriage window and looked at the driver. "Why did we stop?"
The driver turned and looked at him. "There is a girl in the road. She appears to be trapped. I can't just run her over."
"Sire? Shall I take a look at her?" Trunks' bodyguard Gavin asked.
Trunks shook his head and opened the carriage door. "No, I will deal with her." he replied.
"Are your sure Sire?" Gavin asked, "It might be a trap."
"I doubt it. She's a girl. What could she do to me? Beat me to death with her cooking spoon?" Trunks asked with a smile.
Gavin nodded and let Trunks walk past him. Trunks turned and walked to the front of the carriage. A girl was sitting in the middle of the road, like the driver had said. It looked as if a tree that had fallen into the road trapped one of her feet. Trunks walked over to her and knelt down to her level. The girl looked up at him. Her raven colored hair was covered with mud and muck from the road. Her black eyes were filled with fear. As if she were terrified that Trunks was going to hurt her in someway. "Here, let me help you." Trunks said reaching down to pull the log off of her.
"Thank you." The girl said with a bow whenever Trunks helped her up.
"You are welcome." Trunks replied.
With that he turned to walk off. "Wait!" the girl called.
Trunks turned back towards her. "Yes?"
"Could I...would you mind...if I shook you hand? I have always wanted to meet the great Prince Trunks. And I would have so much fun bragging to all of my friends that I actually got to meet you." the girl said shyly.
"Sure." Trunks said as he stuck out his hand.
As soon as he did, the girl grabbed him by the wrist and spun him around, brining a dagger to his throat. "Now!" she shouted.
Instantly thirty men appeared out of the bushes and attacked Trunks' men. As the two sides began to fight, the edge of the dagger began to dig into Trunk's throat. "Take a good look at you men dying Trunks. From now on, that is all that you and your family will ever see!" the girl whispered into Trunks' ear.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Trunks asked.
"I am the Green Dragon, enemy to your father and I want my family's kingdom back!"
With that the girl removed the dagger from his neck and brought it crashing down on his head. The last thing that Trunks would remember hearing before his world went black, would be the screams of his men as they died.
***
Trunks coughed and sputtered as a bucket of ice-cold water was slashed on him. Instead of being in the forest, Trunks was now laying in a one-room hut. "Good morning Prince Trunks. I hope that you had a pleasant rest!" the Green Dragon said with a smile.
The Green Dragon put the bucket down on the floor and flipped a strand of her now clean hair over her shoulder. In addition to being clean. The Green Dragon was now wearing a dark blue tunic with a white shirt under it. She also wore a pair of brown breeches and a pair of black leather boots. On her hip was her trade mark broad sword with the emblem of a green dragon etched on the scabbard in gold.
Trunks snarled and tried to sit up, but it was then that he discovered that some strange vines that he had never seen before bound both his hands and feet. He tried to break free from them but every time that he moved a sticky black liquid seeped from the vines. "Feel free to struggle all that you want. The more that you do, the more ooze will come out. When this liquid dries. It will cause the vines to lock into place. Making it impossible for you to break the vines without my help." the Green Dragon told him.
Trunks looked down at the vines. What the Green Dragon said was true. Already the liquid was beginning to harden. He then looked up at the girl. "What do you want with me?" he asked.
The Green Dragon knelt down to look at him in the eye. "You are the king's son and heir. He would pay a fortune to get you back. With that money, I would be able to buy better weapons for my people. Then we would finally be able to strike back against your father and I would have my revenge."
"I have to tell you this but that is never going to happen. You aren't going to be able to defeat my father. He doesn't know when to give up when it comes to battle." Trunks replied.
"Then I guess that I will get to kill you instead."
"Go ahead and try!"
The Green Dragon patted Trunks' cheek and smiled. "If you don't think that I will be able to. Just wait and see."
With that she stood up and walked out of the room that Trunks was in. Trunks growled at her and then turned back to trying to break free from his bonds.
I know, I know! It's short. I will try to do better on the next chapter of this story. Please read and review. So I will know if I should even keep writing this story.
The carriage that Prince Trunks rode in lurched from side to side as it traveled down the only road through the Forest of Bisham. Trunks stared out the window of the carriage, as his tutor droned on and on about some war that his family had fought in. Something at the moment that Trunks could have cared less about.
The carriage that Trunks was riding in was headed to the port city of Entine. Where he was to meet his fiancée Lady Marron. Lady Marron was the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Esha. They were long time friends of his mother Queen Bulma, who was the one that arranged the marriage. An idea that Trunks hated since the moment that he had heard he was to marry Marron.
Marron was considered to be one of the most beautiful women in the country, second only to Trunks' sister Bra. She was also the biggest ditz in the country. (A/N: Ducks for the flying shoes from all of the Marron fans on ff.net.) During the six times that Trunks had met her. He could swear that he heard air seeping out of her ears.
"Prince Trunks are you even listening to me!" Trunks' tutor shouted snapping Trunks out of his thoughts.
"Huh...what? Oh, yes. You were talking about the war and how my grandfather was the greatest warrior that ever lived." Trunks guessed.
The tutor narrowed his eyes at Trunks. "So you were listening to me. Forgive me Prince. As I was saying, when your grandfather first came to this land..."
It was at that point Trunks once again ignored his tutor. He went back to staring out the carriage window. A few moments later, the carriage suddenly stopped. Causing the tutor to drop the book that he was holding and send his notes flying everywhere. Trunks on the other hand went flying backwards, slamming his head into the carriage wall. Trunks hissed in pain.
He then stuck his head out of the carriage window and looked at the driver. "Why did we stop?"
The driver turned and looked at him. "There is a girl in the road. She appears to be trapped. I can't just run her over."
"Sire? Shall I take a look at her?" Trunks' bodyguard Gavin asked.
Trunks shook his head and opened the carriage door. "No, I will deal with her." he replied.
"Are your sure Sire?" Gavin asked, "It might be a trap."
"I doubt it. She's a girl. What could she do to me? Beat me to death with her cooking spoon?" Trunks asked with a smile.
Gavin nodded and let Trunks walk past him. Trunks turned and walked to the front of the carriage. A girl was sitting in the middle of the road, like the driver had said. It looked as if a tree that had fallen into the road trapped one of her feet. Trunks walked over to her and knelt down to her level. The girl looked up at him. Her raven colored hair was covered with mud and muck from the road. Her black eyes were filled with fear. As if she were terrified that Trunks was going to hurt her in someway. "Here, let me help you." Trunks said reaching down to pull the log off of her.
"Thank you." The girl said with a bow whenever Trunks helped her up.
"You are welcome." Trunks replied.
With that he turned to walk off. "Wait!" the girl called.
Trunks turned back towards her. "Yes?"
"Could I...would you mind...if I shook you hand? I have always wanted to meet the great Prince Trunks. And I would have so much fun bragging to all of my friends that I actually got to meet you." the girl said shyly.
"Sure." Trunks said as he stuck out his hand.
As soon as he did, the girl grabbed him by the wrist and spun him around, brining a dagger to his throat. "Now!" she shouted.
Instantly thirty men appeared out of the bushes and attacked Trunks' men. As the two sides began to fight, the edge of the dagger began to dig into Trunk's throat. "Take a good look at you men dying Trunks. From now on, that is all that you and your family will ever see!" the girl whispered into Trunks' ear.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Trunks asked.
"I am the Green Dragon, enemy to your father and I want my family's kingdom back!"
With that the girl removed the dagger from his neck and brought it crashing down on his head. The last thing that Trunks would remember hearing before his world went black, would be the screams of his men as they died.
***
Trunks coughed and sputtered as a bucket of ice-cold water was slashed on him. Instead of being in the forest, Trunks was now laying in a one-room hut. "Good morning Prince Trunks. I hope that you had a pleasant rest!" the Green Dragon said with a smile.
The Green Dragon put the bucket down on the floor and flipped a strand of her now clean hair over her shoulder. In addition to being clean. The Green Dragon was now wearing a dark blue tunic with a white shirt under it. She also wore a pair of brown breeches and a pair of black leather boots. On her hip was her trade mark broad sword with the emblem of a green dragon etched on the scabbard in gold.
Trunks snarled and tried to sit up, but it was then that he discovered that some strange vines that he had never seen before bound both his hands and feet. He tried to break free from them but every time that he moved a sticky black liquid seeped from the vines. "Feel free to struggle all that you want. The more that you do, the more ooze will come out. When this liquid dries. It will cause the vines to lock into place. Making it impossible for you to break the vines without my help." the Green Dragon told him.
Trunks looked down at the vines. What the Green Dragon said was true. Already the liquid was beginning to harden. He then looked up at the girl. "What do you want with me?" he asked.
The Green Dragon knelt down to look at him in the eye. "You are the king's son and heir. He would pay a fortune to get you back. With that money, I would be able to buy better weapons for my people. Then we would finally be able to strike back against your father and I would have my revenge."
"I have to tell you this but that is never going to happen. You aren't going to be able to defeat my father. He doesn't know when to give up when it comes to battle." Trunks replied.
"Then I guess that I will get to kill you instead."
"Go ahead and try!"
The Green Dragon patted Trunks' cheek and smiled. "If you don't think that I will be able to. Just wait and see."
With that she stood up and walked out of the room that Trunks was in. Trunks growled at her and then turned back to trying to break free from his bonds.
I know, I know! It's short. I will try to do better on the next chapter of this story. Please read and review. So I will know if I should even keep writing this story.