Way of the Warrior:
The Adventures of Mirai Trunks
Musashi Miyamoto (musashimiyamoto01@hotmail.com)
Chapter Two
Karin looked at Trunks, the purple haired Saiya-jin, as the youth
stared out at the world. 'You seem troubled,' Karin said to him.
'You miss your wife, your son. And you also miss Gohan.' The white
cat stepped over beside the kneeling warrior, his wooden staff
becomeing convenient to lean on. 'You should be strong, you have to
prepare for the coming danger.'
'But should I have brought Vegeta, to prepare him for what comes,'
Trunks replied, his face saddening as he spoke.
'No, because even he has to prepare in his own way, though he is young
and requires guidance.' Karin-sama placed a paw on Trunks' shoulder.
'You've done the right thing, and you've made all the right choices so
far.'
'I also fear that I may lose,' Trunks said, closing his eyes. Even
with all his courage, and Saiya-jin pride, he still had fear within
him. He could not escape it and it tormented him now, at his every
thought. He could feel it welling within him, slowly crushing him.
Karin settled at his side. 'what do you think is the worst that could
happen,' the old master asked.
'I could lose, and take the whole world down with me.'
'And all of us would meet back up in the Other World. Just because we
die, it does not mean that death is the end. In truth, it is merely
the end of the beginning.' Karin leaned his head backwards and took
in a deep and thoughtful breath. 'Perhaps when your as old as I am you
will understand.' The old cat stood up and moved toward the center of
the room. 'Are you going to come in and eat or what?'
Trunks laughed slightly. 'Just a minute, sensei. Do you think my
father is proud of me as he looks here from the other side?' Even as
he finished the question, trunks felt the answer more than he heard
it. It was his father's voice saying: 'Always.'
'I think you already have your answer, my young freind.' Karin watched
as Trunks rose, and the youth now had a look of peace on his face that
he did not have before. A look that gave the old cat alot of hope.
The two walked into the room, to get their suppers.
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Trunks stood on the plain white floor of what had once been Kami's
Lookout, the listening post for the Earth's Guardian. The palace and
garden which had once been here were long gone, dismantled and
destroyed after the Androids discovered it. With Popo dead none had
been there to rebuild it. 'Should make for a good training area,'
Trunks said to himself, looking around the large flat surface.
Trunks powered up slightly a look of pain crossing his face. Shortly,
he split into two seperate beings, both Trunks, each with half the
strength of the original. Each Trunks looked into the others eyes.
'How long should we go for,' one of the asked the other.
'Til we have a winner,' the other replied. They began to power up, and
after charging for a moment, went through the transformation to Super
Saiya-jin. As they continued, their hair turned a golden color, and
bright yellow energy surrounded thier bodies. Their eyes turned the
tell-tale green of the Super Saiya-jin, muscles growing slightly with
the increase in power.
The first Trunks attacked the second not more than a moment later,
throwing a punch which was easily blocked. The other attacked as well
kicking upward, the first barely able to dodge the well placed attack.
The first then came at him with a flurry of punches and kicks, none of
which manged to peirce the other's defense. Using the attacks as a
distraction, the first pulled himself from in front of the other, going
behind him to slam an elbow into the small of his back. He then pulled
himself in front of his opponent and kicked him upward. Quickly, the
first Trunks flew above the skyward bond clone, and knocked him down to
the floor of the Lookout. The first charged up some of his Ki and
began a rapid fire of small Ki blasts. The rain of Ki found it's mark
on the fallen Super Saiyan, crashing into him with a violent effect.
Slightly winded from the attack, Trunks stared down as the smoke began
to clear. He could feel his opponents Ki, but could not tell if he was
conscience or even moving. He didn't have to wait long to find out.
Before he could react the other flew at him, pushing a fist straight
into the first's stomach, immediate following it with a hard knee to
the same area. The first had just had the breath knocked out of him,
and did not have time to recover before the second slammed an ax-handle
between his shoulderblades. The first cascaded toward the ground,
regaining himself just seconds before the ground came up to meet him.
Landing safely on his feet, the first Trunks began to concentrate his
Ki, forming an aura around his body. In puzzlemnt, the other landed
fifteen or twenty feet in front of the first. The first moved his arms
quickly moved in a quick and powerful fashion, finally ending in front
of him, his hands forming a diamond shape. 'Burning Attack,' the first
yelled, and a beam of white hot energy flew out from his hands,
straight at the other.
The second had only a few seconds to react. He pulled his hands over
his head, and puled as much energy as he could to them. 'Finishing
Buster,' the second yelled in response, a ball of pure energy forming
above his head. With speed and percision, the second Trunks threw the
attack into the path of his foes Burning Attack.
The two powerful Kis met about half way between the twin warriors,
slamming into one another as if each were a freight train. They met
with explosive force, crashing head on into one another, niether attack
was gaining ground. The first pushed more Ki into the attack, watching
it grow in size as he pushed it farther and farther. The second
responded in kind, pushing more ki into his own attack, and stood still
as the ball of energy grew exponentially. But still niether attack
gained ground. The first strained to push all the Ki he had into the
beam like Burning Attack, but it was not enough to beat the Finishing
Buster his opponent had sent forth. He would have to hope his opponent
ran out of Ki before he did. Unfortunately for him that was not the
case. The second pushed a little father than he had already, filling
more Ki into his attack. He watched as the ball got bigger, and began
to push the Burning Attack backward. There was now a low rumble in his
mind as he pushed even more energy into the already huge and powerful
Finishing Buster. It only took a few seconds for the first to see he
was out-gunned, as the ball of power grew closer to him. After another
moment or two, the first's Ki gave out, and he had nothing left to give.
The attack of his opponent slammed into him like a Semi-truck. It hit
hard, and exploded on impact. The first Trunks did not 'survive', his
body transformed into the raw energy that the clone had been spawned
from, and filled his opponent. Now there was only one Trunks, one whom
was so used up and tired that he fell, unconscience due to his lack of
energy.
The Adventures of Mirai Trunks
Musashi Miyamoto (musashimiyamoto01@hotmail.com)
Chapter Two
Karin looked at Trunks, the purple haired Saiya-jin, as the youth
stared out at the world. 'You seem troubled,' Karin said to him.
'You miss your wife, your son. And you also miss Gohan.' The white
cat stepped over beside the kneeling warrior, his wooden staff
becomeing convenient to lean on. 'You should be strong, you have to
prepare for the coming danger.'
'But should I have brought Vegeta, to prepare him for what comes,'
Trunks replied, his face saddening as he spoke.
'No, because even he has to prepare in his own way, though he is young
and requires guidance.' Karin-sama placed a paw on Trunks' shoulder.
'You've done the right thing, and you've made all the right choices so
far.'
'I also fear that I may lose,' Trunks said, closing his eyes. Even
with all his courage, and Saiya-jin pride, he still had fear within
him. He could not escape it and it tormented him now, at his every
thought. He could feel it welling within him, slowly crushing him.
Karin settled at his side. 'what do you think is the worst that could
happen,' the old master asked.
'I could lose, and take the whole world down with me.'
'And all of us would meet back up in the Other World. Just because we
die, it does not mean that death is the end. In truth, it is merely
the end of the beginning.' Karin leaned his head backwards and took
in a deep and thoughtful breath. 'Perhaps when your as old as I am you
will understand.' The old cat stood up and moved toward the center of
the room. 'Are you going to come in and eat or what?'
Trunks laughed slightly. 'Just a minute, sensei. Do you think my
father is proud of me as he looks here from the other side?' Even as
he finished the question, trunks felt the answer more than he heard
it. It was his father's voice saying: 'Always.'
'I think you already have your answer, my young freind.' Karin watched
as Trunks rose, and the youth now had a look of peace on his face that
he did not have before. A look that gave the old cat alot of hope.
The two walked into the room, to get their suppers.
_______________________________________________________________________
Trunks stood on the plain white floor of what had once been Kami's
Lookout, the listening post for the Earth's Guardian. The palace and
garden which had once been here were long gone, dismantled and
destroyed after the Androids discovered it. With Popo dead none had
been there to rebuild it. 'Should make for a good training area,'
Trunks said to himself, looking around the large flat surface.
Trunks powered up slightly a look of pain crossing his face. Shortly,
he split into two seperate beings, both Trunks, each with half the
strength of the original. Each Trunks looked into the others eyes.
'How long should we go for,' one of the asked the other.
'Til we have a winner,' the other replied. They began to power up, and
after charging for a moment, went through the transformation to Super
Saiya-jin. As they continued, their hair turned a golden color, and
bright yellow energy surrounded thier bodies. Their eyes turned the
tell-tale green of the Super Saiya-jin, muscles growing slightly with
the increase in power.
The first Trunks attacked the second not more than a moment later,
throwing a punch which was easily blocked. The other attacked as well
kicking upward, the first barely able to dodge the well placed attack.
The first then came at him with a flurry of punches and kicks, none of
which manged to peirce the other's defense. Using the attacks as a
distraction, the first pulled himself from in front of the other, going
behind him to slam an elbow into the small of his back. He then pulled
himself in front of his opponent and kicked him upward. Quickly, the
first Trunks flew above the skyward bond clone, and knocked him down to
the floor of the Lookout. The first charged up some of his Ki and
began a rapid fire of small Ki blasts. The rain of Ki found it's mark
on the fallen Super Saiyan, crashing into him with a violent effect.
Slightly winded from the attack, Trunks stared down as the smoke began
to clear. He could feel his opponents Ki, but could not tell if he was
conscience or even moving. He didn't have to wait long to find out.
Before he could react the other flew at him, pushing a fist straight
into the first's stomach, immediate following it with a hard knee to
the same area. The first had just had the breath knocked out of him,
and did not have time to recover before the second slammed an ax-handle
between his shoulderblades. The first cascaded toward the ground,
regaining himself just seconds before the ground came up to meet him.
Landing safely on his feet, the first Trunks began to concentrate his
Ki, forming an aura around his body. In puzzlemnt, the other landed
fifteen or twenty feet in front of the first. The first moved his arms
quickly moved in a quick and powerful fashion, finally ending in front
of him, his hands forming a diamond shape. 'Burning Attack,' the first
yelled, and a beam of white hot energy flew out from his hands,
straight at the other.
The second had only a few seconds to react. He pulled his hands over
his head, and puled as much energy as he could to them. 'Finishing
Buster,' the second yelled in response, a ball of pure energy forming
above his head. With speed and percision, the second Trunks threw the
attack into the path of his foes Burning Attack.
The two powerful Kis met about half way between the twin warriors,
slamming into one another as if each were a freight train. They met
with explosive force, crashing head on into one another, niether attack
was gaining ground. The first pushed more Ki into the attack, watching
it grow in size as he pushed it farther and farther. The second
responded in kind, pushing more ki into his own attack, and stood still
as the ball of energy grew exponentially. But still niether attack
gained ground. The first strained to push all the Ki he had into the
beam like Burning Attack, but it was not enough to beat the Finishing
Buster his opponent had sent forth. He would have to hope his opponent
ran out of Ki before he did. Unfortunately for him that was not the
case. The second pushed a little father than he had already, filling
more Ki into his attack. He watched as the ball got bigger, and began
to push the Burning Attack backward. There was now a low rumble in his
mind as he pushed even more energy into the already huge and powerful
Finishing Buster. It only took a few seconds for the first to see he
was out-gunned, as the ball of power grew closer to him. After another
moment or two, the first's Ki gave out, and he had nothing left to give.
The attack of his opponent slammed into him like a Semi-truck. It hit
hard, and exploded on impact. The first Trunks did not 'survive', his
body transformed into the raw energy that the clone had been spawned
from, and filled his opponent. Now there was only one Trunks, one whom
was so used up and tired that he fell, unconscience due to his lack of
energy.