Prologue
Trunks guided his time machine through the time-space continuum. It had been a huge
adventure, that's for sure. It was something he could tell his future grandchildren about.
He had gone beck in time only to warn Goku about the androids, and was pulled into an
even bigger adventure. He had to deal with the changes he caused in their reality,
including a third android, and Cell. But, that was all over now, and Trunks was going
home.
Croak…
"Huh? What was that?" said Trunks, looking around.
Croak…
Trunks looked around, for what was making the sound. It sounded like it was coming
from his duffle bag. Cautiously, he unzipped it. And there, sitting on his extra clothes,
was a frog. But this was no ordinary frog however. It had deep red eyes, and two
antennae. It stared up at Trunks, and with a mighty leap, it jumped onto his face and
clutched his head.
"AAAH! Get off of me!" Trunks shouted," I can't see!"
Trunks struggled to pull the frog off, but it wouldn't let go. As he struggled, he hit his
head hard against the glass dome of the time machine. He fell over, unconscious. The
frog jumped onto the dashboard, and if one were to listen carefully, it almost sounded
like it was chuckling as it pressed random buttons. The machine was now going back in
time instead of forward!
And with limited fuel…what would Trunks do when he got there?