Like I said; I do not own DB/Z/GT or any of their characters. This plot and script is taken from DBZ episodes 120 and 121. But that won't stop me from dreaming! I forgot to mention that there will be some harsh language in the fiction so please don't report me. Maybe this chapter will be way more better and exciting. Italics - mean thoughts. Please R&R

Chapter 2

The time travel wasn't that fast nor slow, but it took the two where they needed to go.

Trunks and Pan looked around to see a completely different area. The sky was actually a bright blue, so bright it was burning their eyes. Their sky was never this color before. They were in a rocky location in the middle of nowhere. This is where Bulma told Trunks and Pan were they should go in this time specifically. Trunks had landed the ship where no one could ever find it and they wandered around and tried to find some life-energy or any energy force. This was the exact time and date that Frieza and King Cold came.

"It's hot as hell out here," Pan complained.

Trunks sighed, "Stop whining, we're almost there. I can feel it."

As the two flew to the closest energy force, they lowered their energy so they couldn't be sensed. From afar they saw an odd spaceship and surrounded the ship was some soldiers. Trunks and Pan both saw King Cold and Frieza. They knew it was them because Bulma had shown them a picture of the villains before they left. Frieza looked rather ridiculous with all those spare parts around him. Pan shivered in disgust at the sight of Frieza; he really was ugly.

The two were above the villains and no one noticed.

Trunks smiled and turned to Pan. "Allow me to get this one."

"Sure, sure. But you take Frieza, the bigger one is mine." Pan compromised and crossed her arms.

Just as a few of Frieza's men were about to attack, Trunks came into play. He used his sword to slice all of them in half. Frieza and King Cold watched, surprised, as the soldiers fell to the ground in pieces. Trunks stood 40-yards away from the two and gave them his customary glare. He put the sword back in the leather scabbard.

Trunks finally spoke after a long minute, "Ah, you must be Frieza. I've been waiting a long time to meet you face-to-face."

King Cold and Frieza gave the boy a befuddled stare. The two Ice-jins surely have no clue to who this boy was or how he was able to take on their men with a measly weapon in just a matter of seconds. But the two weren't afraid of this stranger, he was a human, just like the other humans they've meet before. Trunks waited for either of them to speak while Pan watched from the sidelines on Frieza's ship.

King Cold stated, "Oh, we have a guest."

"Now," Trunks spat, "I'm going to destroy you."

Frieza and King Cold's eyes widened with mock and Frieza warned sarcastically, "We better run. Isn't that right, father?" The two chuckled, clearly underestimating the boy in front of them. Frieza turned his head and said in a smug tone, "You don't know what you're up against, boy." Then Frieza face the boy when he was ready to retort.

Trunks interrupted, "I know exactly what I'm up against, Frieza, and let me tell you: I'm not worried. Make no mistake, I'm going to finish you once and for all."

Frieza laughed once more, "Ha, well you certainly are an arrogant little thing? And maybe whatever little hole you just crawled out of you're pretty tough, but you're no match for me, really. Fighting a pitiful young punk like you isn't even worth my time."

Pan rolled her eyes. Frieza really has no clue to who he was dealing with.

Trunks's voice stood the same, "Maybe I haven't made myself clear yet: You're finished Frieza!"

Frieza, having enough of the boy, turned and growled, glaring daggers through his small red irises. Trunks wasn't fazed by the glare and waited for Frieza to make the first move. But Frieza stopped growled and his smile came back. Was this suppose to scare him?

"Enough idle talk," Frieza turned to one of the soldiers, "Front soldier! Vaporize this little rodent!"

The green-skinned soldier smiled, "With pleasure."

"As for the rest of you: spread out!" Frieza ordered and the men scrambled to surround the unknown Earthling just in case if he were to try any sudden movements.

Trunks scoffed, "I think it's only fair to warn you guys: you don't stand a chance."

A red-headed soldier rolled his eyes, "Kid, you don't scare us."

The green-skinned soldier went closer, "Stand back, I need some room to work here."

Pan began to laugh out loud. Everyone turned to the girl on Frieza's spaceship. She just sat there with her legs and arms crossed and seemed to be enjoying the show. Frieza and King Cold glared at the young girl. She must be a companion of the boy. They wore the same jacket and they weren't scared of them like most species. Pan spoke, "You guys really don't know what you're dealing with, are ya? Gotta learn it the hard way, huh?"

"Who is this one?" King Cold pondered.

"Ugh, just another weakling whose trying to challenge us, I suppose," Frieza answered and placed his hands on his hips, "Little runt, why are you on my ship? This isn't a place for child of your sort."

Pan shrugged, "I suppose. But you're really underestimating him. If you want to live then just go back in your ship, call off the dogs, and leave and never return to Earth."

Frieza laughed, "Oh my, father, our guests are pretty humorous, aren't they?"

"Yes they are." King Cold agreed.

"I'll get her!" One of the soldiers said, ready to vaporize the girl. That was until Frieza's commanding voice interrupted his train of thought.

"Don't waste your time with her, soldier, leave her for last. Focus on the boy!"

"Yes Lord Frieza!"

The green-skinned soldier used the scanner to figure out the mystery boy's power level. The numbers when down incredibly and he laughed at the number shown, "Hm, his power is only level 5. Well kiddo, I hope you've said your goodbyes, 'cause it's about time for you to go!" He raised the vaporizing-ray and clicked the red button. A yellow blast shot out and went straight towards Trunks.

But Trunks flicked the blast away as though it was nothing. The blast hit a nearby mountain instead, creating a large crash. The soldier gasped and shot it three more times but they were yet again deflected. It hit three more rocky areas.

The green-skinned soldier stuttered in shock.

Trunks smiled and brushed his lavender bangs away. He flew at the soldier and elbowed him in the chin. The soldier hit the spaceship and fell unconscious. Pan smiled and clapped for her best friend, making Trunks smile even wider than before.

Frieza smirked, actually impressed by the boy, "Well, seems like the dog has some bite to go with his bark after all."

One of the soldiers snarled at the boy. "Why you! ATTACK!" Seven of the soldiers came at him.

Trunks reached for his sword and, with his eyes closed, he sliced them all without missing a beat. Pan thought it was rather smug of him but enjoyed the view anyhow. They had it coming, despite the warnings they gave. The soldiers fell to the ground, dead, into plenty of pieces. Trunks then blasted their remains and he put sword back in the scabbard and watched what Frieza and King Cold would do next. Pan too was anxious and began to sharpen one of her machetes with a granite stone.

Somewhere in the depths of the rocky plains, the Z-Fighters stopped their tracks when they sensed another power level. A strange one at that. Vegeta, Tien, Gohan, Chiaotzu, Piccolo, Yamcha and Krillin all sensed it and gasped. Of course Bulma couldn't and neither did Puar.

Bulma gave them perplexed looks and asked in a worried tone, "Guys? Hey, what's going on?"

Krillin gulped and answered, "I'm sensing another huge power level and-"

Tien continued, "And this one makes Frieza seem like nothing!"

"You know guys, it's not too late," Yamcha said, "We could still turn around and go home if we want."

"Be strong Yamcha," Tien said.

Vegeta clenched his teeth and thought to himself. "Incredible! I've never sensed anything like this before! Where would someone with this kind of power have come from?"

Trunks stood tall and unharmed.

King Cold smirked, "Well, what a pleasant surprise."

"Yes. This may have turned out to be more amusing than I thought," Frieza agreed.

"And now, you two are going down." Trunks warned.

"Hm, one thing is certain," King Cold began, "if nothing else, I'd say this little creature's quite the comedian. Our soldiers may be weak but we're nothing compared them." The two Ice-jins began to laugh at the boy. This was certainly a joke if this human thinks he can take on the two most powerful beings in the entire universe.

"Now back to serious matters," Frieza said, "I'll tell you what kid, let me give you a piece of advice: he who requires his skills quickly is he who is the first to parish."

"Hm. Thanks for the tip." Trunks thanked. "Now I got one for you Frieza: know your enemy. You've already made some pretty big assumptions about me and that's a mistake that's going to cost you dearly."

Pan smiled widely, liking this side of Trunks. Even when he tried to face the androids he has never toyed with them like he is doing with Frieza and King Cold. Frieza will learn his place once and for all and the same with go for his father.

Frieza clenched his shaking fist, "Why you insolent brat! You should really learn to control your tongue."

King Cold crossed his arms again, "Just destroy him, son. We haven't got all day."

"Really father, have some patience. I'm just trying to have some fun with him if you don't mind!"

"He's right though," Trunks stated, "You really don't have all day. More like five minutes."

"Oh that's too bad," Frieza chuckled sarcastically, "And here I made dinner plans."

Trunks knew exactly what his plans were, so he continued to toy with him further. "So I heard. Well sorry to say this Frieza but your date with Goku is cancelled."

Pan laughed at the bewildered expression Frieza wore. She laughed even more when King Cold questioned to what a Goku is. Pan leaned closer and saw that Frieza was almost ready to break. But what Frieza didn't know what this his smugness was going to be his downfall. And she was right, Frieza's voice grew louder with rage.

"Father I know your bored but please try to keep up." Frieza then turned to Trunks. "So I take it you know that worthless Saiyan scum?"

"By reputation. But I'll soon meet him in person along with my friend," Trunks gestured to Pan who was still on the ship with a curious expression. Pan wanted to see some action, some fighting. Trunks was right, Pan too will meet her own grandfather for the first time and the thought excited her. She began to ponder about Goku. Was he everything Bulma and Chi-Chi said he was?

"Oh? Don't be so certain." Frieza said back.

Trunks retorted, "But I couldn't be anymore certain, Frieza! Because any time now Goku will be coming home only two people standing right here will be here waiting for him. And no, I don't mean you and your father. Get it?"

"Your expectations are really farcical, do you realize that? And what is your female acquaintance going to do? Just sit there and watch as I prepare your grave?"

Pan shouted at Trunks, "Come on Trunks! I'm bored! Just fight him already!"

"Be patient!" Trunks shouted back. "I swear, you're so difficult to please! Frieza will be dead shortly then you can tag in!"

"Ah humans and their constant bickering," King Cold sighed.

"You don't know the half of it, father. Now, boy, I guess all that's left is for me to decide how I'm going to annihilate you and your little friend." Frieza stated. "It'll be upsetting since your demises will be easy as squashing a bug."

"Enough kidding around!" Trunks interrupted. "It's time you understood who I really am." He was glad he caught Frieza and king Cold's full attention. "So I'll tell you what: I'm going to let the two of you in on a little secret. I'm going to show you what it's like to fight a real Super Saiyan. And I'm not talking about Goku." He ended with a sly smirk.

"What!?" Frieza gasped and King Cold growled softly. Frieza's expression then went back to normal and laughed once more. "You crack me up kid! Hahaha! I've never meet anyone who laid it on quite as thick as you! Hahaha!" King Cold joined in on the laughter.

Trunks smiled and began his power up. Pan smiled widely, finally seeing a real show. Trunks yelled and let all his energy out by screaming through it all. Rocks began flying everywhere, surprising Frieza and Cold, and making them stop laughing. Pan smiled, loving the reaction on their faces. Their death will soon be at hand! Trunks' power level increased each passing second. The ground began to shake and Trunks' hair began to stick up as a light purple aura surrounded him.

The Z-Fighters felt the ground shake and felt the power level increasing not too far from them. Bulma fell to the ground due to the heavy shaking.

"Somebody stop this thing! I want to get off!" Bulma screamed and the ground stopped shaking.

"It might be my dad," Gohan assumed.

"You think?" Krillin asked.

"Who else would try to take on Frieza alone?" Gohan asked.

"I don't know." Krillin answered.

"That can't be Kakarot! I absolutely refuse to believe it!" Vegeta muttered angrily to himself. "There's no way his power level could have increased this much! It's impossible! Even if he is a Super Saiyan!"

Electric waves flowed around Trunks' body. Frieza's eyes widened in fear and began having flashbacks about Goku when he was a Super Saiyan. Those blue-green eyes piercing holes through him. The memory made him shutter. There's no way this boy could actually be a Super Saiyan. Trunks' hair flashed gold and his eyes went to a brighter green shade since his eyes were already blue.

King Cold watched as his son backed away two steps and turned back to the boy, "So this is a Super Saiyan?"

Frieza couldn't keep his eyes off those teal eyes. "Those eyes...they have the same eyes!"

Frieza's mind was clouded with flashbacks of Goku when he was Super Saiyan. When Frieza was on the floor with nothing but half his body. Goku glared down on him as the planet got ready to explode at any minute. The dark red sky and black clouds with thunder bolts dropping down from them. That was when Frieza almost died if it weren't for his father. But the memories of his close demise still haunted him.

Pan flew off the ship, knowing that this was going to be a blood field soon. Pan sat on a rock far away from them but could still see the scene clearly.

Trunks laughed at Frieza's shocked and angry face. "Was it something I said?"

"NO! DIE SAIYAN!" Frieza blasted him with all the energy he could put in. Trunks just stood there and took the blast head on, not bothering to dodge it.

The Z-Fighters saw the explosion in the background and grew worried.

Krillin began to fly, "If that's Goku, then-"

Vegeta grabbed him by the arm so he couldn't fly, "No! You'll give us all away, they'll sense our ki just by flying. So until I know what we're dealing with, I prefer to remain unnoticed! So unless I tell you otherwise, you stay put!" He threw him back onto the ground.

Gohan ran to Krillin, "Are you hurt?"

"Just my pride. Man Gohan, what are we suppose to do?" Krillin questioned. Gohan shook his head sadly and didn't have an answer. Krillin continued, "But what if it actually is Goku over there? And what if he needs our help right now while we're just sitting here doing absolutely nothing!" He punched the floor and his fist went through Earth's heavy crust.

Bulma then broke the weird silence, "How about we sing a song? That might make us feel better?"

"Shut up!" Vegeta yelled, making Bulma and Puar jump in slight fright. "You haven't had one useful thing to say since you got here! Now you stay in the back and keep quiet woman. I don't have time for your stupidity right now."

Bulma felt like bursting into tears. No one has ever called her stupid. "St-stupid?"

"You take that back!" Yamcha demanded. "Bulma isn't stupid."

"So you think I'm smart then?" Bulma said hopefully.

"Well, I guess you're as smart as you can be. Being a girl and all." Yamcha answered and was greeted with an ear-pulling from his blue-haired girlfriend. He hissed when she pulled his ear with upmost strength and yelled in his ear.

"Out of all the things you've said to me! I can't believe I'm dating a sexist! You better apologize to me or else!"

"All right! All right! I'm sorry!" Yamcha laughed nervously.

Everyone began to laugh. Well, except for Vegeta and Piccolo of course for being hardheaded. Bulma crossed her arms and turned away from Yamcha. The laughter soon died down and Krillin sighed heavily and sadly.

"This may be our last chance to laugh, you guys."

Vegeta, not liking to sound of doubt, was first to ran towards the explosion and soon followed by the other Z-Fighters. Bulma got angry that they left her again. But she began a speech of how capable she really is and began to laugh to herself, making Puar feel uneasy and nervous. Bulma grabbed Puar by the tall and ran as fast as she could to keep up with the others.

King Cold watched as the fire surrounded the boy and he was nowhere to be seen. "I must say that was rather anticlimactic. That runt certainly didn't last very long, didn't he?"

"What did you expect, father? He was only a-" Frieza turned to see the smoke has cleared, but the fire still running, and the mysterious boy stood there in his proud Super Saiyan form. No scratch on him or anything. "M-monkey." He stuttered and his eyes widened once more. He growled at the Saiyan.

"I really hope that's not the best you can do." Trunks stated. "Because if it is, you better give up now. You can't win, Frieza. You only have two more chances to try to defeat me, ya know."

"We'll just see about that boy! Take this!" Frieza form a bigger yellow ki ball and threw it.

"Frieza!" King Cold shouted. "You'll destroy us all!"

Trunks punched the ki blast and it flew everywhere and crashed on the floor. One of it was heading towards Pan but she slapped it away. Pan glared at her friend, "You almost hit me Trunks! I'm not the enemy, you idiot!"

"Sorry!" Trunks shouted back.

"Just hurry up! I want my chance to fight soon!"

"You will, just hold on!" Trunks went back to Frieza. "Anymore moves you'd like to attempt? Because to me it looks like you're running out of tricks, Frieza!"

Frieza glared and growled while King Cold stood impressed. "Well, this one is something else."

Back in the Other World, King Kai watched the fight himself. He felt a strong power level from someone down at Earth and was surprised that it wasn't Goku's and it was higher than Frieza's. He didn't know the name of this stranger but bet all hopes on him, "I didn't think it was possible but this kid is much stronger than Frieza. And after all Frieza did back on Namek, I hope this kid cleans his clock. Ya hear me? Kick his butt kid!" King Kai laughed to himself but was serious about the butt-whooping the boy was about to unleash on Frieza.

Trunks smirked, "Two down, one more to go. You got one last chance to hit me with everything you've got and then it's strike three Frieza; game over. You're out."

"It's time to put an end to this." Frieza said and flew high up into the air, Trunks and Pan watching his every move. Frieza raised a finger and formed a red ki ball. An all too familiar attack.

King Kai gasped, "Oh no! That's the same attack Frieza used to destroy Namek! If he shots that thing then Earth will be destroyed until it is nothing but ashes! I hope you know what you're getting into kid!"

"DIE!" Frieza yelled and threw the enormous, red fire ball at the Super Saiyan boy. Trunks made no attempts to move and the attack hit him. Pan flew out of the way to avoid destruction.

The Z-Fighters saw a red ball and their eyes widened. Krillin shouted to everyone, "Everyone! Get down!"

Frieza went back to the ground and walked towards his father. Cold said, "Finally, that little runt is finished."

The two Ice-jins turned to see the red ball rising instead of plummeting down to Earth's core!

"It can't be!" Frieza shouted in disbelief.

Trunks held Frieza's attack with one hand and with ease, "That's strike three Frieza."

Frieza growled and threw one last ki ball at the red ball, causing the red ball to explode on Trunks. The Z-Fighters felt the ground shake and another explosion formed in the background. Frieza smiled when he realized he had finally killed that Saiyan.

"Finally, four attempts." Cold laughed.

"Really? I could have sworn he gave you three." The three turned to see the female in front of them with a glare and mocking grin. "You've passed your striking limit. Well, Frieza, I'm said to say that you've lost this battle after all."

"Oh?" Frieza growled. "And why is that, you runt?"

"Just know this: watch your back!" Pan shot a blast at the two and they flew up into the sky to avoid the hit. They glared at the insolent female specimen and began to formulate her demise.

"Just what are you-" Frieza was interrupted when he heard a scream behind him. He turned to see Trunks, with his sword held high over his head. Frieza was completely frozen with fear and couldn't find it in himself to move out of the way. He knew that it would be too late and that this was going to be his demise.

Trunks then brought his sword down on Frieza. A slice was heard.

"What is that?" Tien asked, seeing three beings in the sky from hundreds of miles away. The others saw it too, except for Bulma. Gohan assumed once again that it might be Goku and so did Bulma. But Yamcha thought otherwise, but he knew it was a Super Saiyan. This made Vegeta clench his teeth and fists.

King Cold gasped when he saw his son sliced in half.

To finally finish it off, Trunks cut Frieza into more pieces and blasted him until he was nothing more but ashes and dust. Pan smiled and crossed her arms.

The Z-Fighters and King Kai gasped.

"F-Frieza!" King Cold stuttered, not believing that his son was gone.

"How could this be?" Vegeta asked. "He killed Frieza so effortlessly! But who is he?"

Krillin spoke, "Who knows? Let's just hope this guy is on our side."

Trunks landed on the ground and put his sword away. King Cold flew to the ground and glared at the stranger, but soon smiled. "Super Saiyan? I'm impressed, boy, really I am. To encounter a fighter of your caliber is a rare occurrence indeed. But it does present quite an opportunity. You see, I can appreciate a great talent such as yours. My eyes are no blinded by pride like my son's were. Join me and take Frieza's side as the Supreme Ruler of the Universe!"

"No a chance!" Trunks spat.

"Now don't be too hasty. This and every other world will be but the merest of bubbles of your collection. No? Alright, but grant me this: allow me to examine your sword. A weapon of such obvious quality begs to be admired. You have nothing to fear from me." He chuckled darkly under his breath.

Trunks smirked, took the sword out of the scabbard slowly, and threw it to him, "You wanna see my sword, huh? Here ya go."

King Cold held the sword with the deepest admiration. He's surely never seen this king of material in any sorts of craftsmanship. He cackled evilly, "Yes. Yes indeed. Remarkable craftsmanship. And I have a hunch that you would not have defeated my son were it not for this sword? What do you say, boy?"

"Believe what you want to." Trunks smiled.

King Cold got in a fighting stance, "I believe that you're nothing without this sword; that's what I believe!" He swung the sword at him, waiting for the sharp blade to connect with Trunks's head.

But it never came.

King Cold noticed the same girl who was partial the reason of his son's demise to be standing in front of him with machetes in each hand. Pan blocked the sword by putting her machetes in an x-formation. Cold gasped in surprise.

"You're really dense, ya know that?" Pan smirked, "It's not the sword that gives someone power, it's the power that you give it. Besides, he wouldn't need a sword to kill you and you certainly don't have to coordination or skill to handle a sword. You should have left Earth when you had the chance. Now you'll die just like your son."

King Cold screamed as a machete dug into his stomach, causing him to spit purple blood and drop the sword. King Cold tried to reason with the girl but she didn't fall for any of his tricks, she wasn't that stupid. Pan chopped him up into pieces and blasted him away. Trunks smiled at his friend and the dust cleared to see that King Cold is nothing but ash.

"See? That's how you kill without having to turn Super," Pan said jokingly.

"Oh come on! You know that's not fair!" Trunks argued and went back to his normal form.

"You were certainly dramatic out there, weren't you? All those speeches and cocky behavior." Pan nudged his shoulder, making him blush a light shade of pink.

"It was hard to concentrate with you yelling about fighting. It's not a show, Pan." Trunks pointed out.

Pan rolled her eyes, "Whatever. I'm just glad I got to kill that thing. But I wasn't completely satisfied, he died so easily like a roach, it wasn't fun. Especially since that I didn't have the chance to show him another Super Saiyan. Just imagine!"

Trunks laughed and put his sword back and so did Pan with her machetes.

"Oh looks like we have an audience." Pan said and the two turned to see the Z-Fighters in the sky who have been watching the whole ting with shock. "Wow, we left them speechless. Are they really the ones we are suppose to meet?"

"Yeah, that's what mother said." Trunks said. He smiled at the group. "Hey guys! I know where Goku will be landing in a few hours!" He pointed east. "He'll be arriving that way, come on!"

Trunks and Pan flew and were soon followed by the bewildered group.