Goku glanced over at the clock on the wall as Pan impatiently drummed her fingers on the bar top. "It's been over an hour now," spoke the pint-sized saiyan, "I wonder what's keeping Trunks?"

Pan gritted her teeth, ignoring Goku. "Really, what makes her more attractive than me??" she grunted, "So she's prettier, taller, and has bigger boobs... I'm still better than her!"

Giru, who had sat silently by himself near Goku on the bar top with his arms and legs retracted, suddenly felt something terrible and jumped up in the air in a panic. "Danger! Danger!!" he cried, waving his arms and legs like mad, "Trunks in danger! Trunks in danger!! -GIRU-"

The two looked over at the robot in horror. "Danger?? What do you mean?" cried Pan.

Goku felt for Trunks' ki. "Giru's right," he said, "Trunks' ki suddenly went down, and now it seems to be fading away. We better check on him!"

"Good!" Pan jumped from her stool and held up a triumphant fist, "This is the perfect opportunity to pull him away from that little slut!"

Asking directions to the back room, and ignoring the questions of going there with the teen he was with, Goku led the way out of the bar and to the back of the pub, where he finally located the door to the room. He twisted the knob, but it was locked. Not fazing him one bit, Goku pulled back his fist and slammed it through door, bursting it into splinters. "Trunks??"

The room was empty, save for some strewn clothes. "Where'd he go?"

"Grandpa, look!" Pan pointed to an open grate to an air duct.

"That sort of seems old fashioned, but come on let's look!" Goku dove into the duct and crawled through, Giru trailing close behind. Pan stayed back for a moment, picking up Trunks' clothes and sticking them in her blue backpack.

"Where ever he is, he's probably going to want these," she said to herself, "He's not the type to travel naked..." A mental image of her purple-haired crush in the buff suddenly entered her mind, and she was forced to cover her bright red face in embarrassment. "Ohh! Pan, you're so bad!!"

Meanwhile, Goku coughed and hacked at the dust he had inhaled in the air duct as he climbed out, which lead to the outside of the space pub. As he got to the ground, he looked up to see a spaceship leaving the air tube and then shooting off into space.

"Trunks on ship! Trunks on ship!" Giru jumped around, "Trunks in danger! Rescue Trunks! -GIRU-"

"Aw crap!" he shouted, "We're too late! He's gone!"

"What do you mean gone??" Pan yelled as she climbed through the duct herself. She jumped down and brushed the dust off her clothes.

"Trunks is on that ship that's leaving!" Goku pointed to the escaping vessel.

"He's being kidnapped??" Pan cried, "No! I won't let that hussy steal him from us!" She shot into the air and went for the air tube, but Goku caught her and pulled her back before she could reach it.

"Pan, it's useless! You can't catch them yourself!" he told her, "Besides, you'll suffocate in space if you go out there."

"Well how else do you expect to catch them??" she shouted.

"We'll have to follow them in the spaceship, obviously."

"Oh yeah, good idea!!"

The two stared at each other for a confusing moment.

"Uh..." Goku blinked, "Do any of us know how to fly it? Trunks did all the flying, come to think of it."

"Then do what Trunks does!"

"I've never really paid attention though."

"Fine, then I'll do it!"

"No way! I've seen you play that virtual reality game! You'd get us killed for sure!"

"I'd like to see you do any better!"

"Okay, I will!"

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Goku now sat at the helm of the spaceship, looking all over the many controls and levers. "Sheeesh..." the saiyan scratched his head, "So many buttons... what makes this go?"

Pan fastened herself and Giru tightly in her seat. "I'm starting to think letting him drive wasn't such a good idea..."

Goku examined the controls, trying to find what may look familiar. Finally, his eyes came across a big red button. "Oh wait! I remember this!" he cried, "This button made us launch last time!" He slammed his palm on the big button, and the ship vibrated violently as the engine hummed loudly. Then suddenly, the ship shot into the air, crashing through the glass dome and shooting out of control into the deep vast of space.

The ship spun wildly in circles as Goku slammed more buttons and pulled more controls in order to try and straighten out the vessel. "Hyaiii!" Pan screamed, "Grandpa, are you insane?? How on Earth did you get a driver's license anyway?!"

"Hold on, I almost got it!" shouted Goku as he twisted and jerked the wheel, finally managing to straighten out the ship. "Okay! I think I finally got the hang of it!"

"Giru, which way did Trunks' kidnappers go?" asked Pan.

Giru calculated the distance between themselves and Trunks' faint ki. He pointed forward. "Straight eastward! Traveling distance of 100 miles per nanosecond! -GIRU-"

"Wow, that's pretty fast... How can we catch up to them?"

"There's turbo boost!" Goku grinned, "That's it! He used THIS lever right here!" He pushed forward a lever next to the wheel. The engines in the back increased power, and the group were slammed back against their seats as they once again shot off into space like a bullet.

ooo

Deep in the vast of space floated an enormous nut-shaped fortress, where a platoon of soldiers gathered inside the main hall. In the center, on a tall golden throne sat a small, stout creature with a brown acorn-shaped head and a feature strikingly similar to Freeza's. He gave a devilish smirk. "Send in the prisoner."

Two large doors opened widely as two soldiers entered, dragging in a weakened Trunks, his arms tied behind his back, wearing nothing but his boxers, and two metal devices around his neck and his wrists. The effect of the drugs wasn't as strong as before, but it still rendered him helpless, plus the devices didn't appear to make him any stronger.

The demi-saiyan was brought before the nut-themed alien and forced onto his knees as the creature stood up. "Greetings, murderer," he announced, giving a small bow, "I am Lord Kuriza. Does the name sound familiar? It rings a bell with 'Freeza', the man you killed!"

"Wh... what?" Trunks spoke, "I don't understand!"

"Come now," Kuriza sneered, "It may have been thirty years ago, but surely you haven't forgotten?"

Trunks still looked confused. He was certain he wasn't around yet thirty years back.

Kuriza noticed the look on his face and sighed. "Very well, you senile fool. I shall refresh your memory." He pulled out a small remote and pressed a button. A large monitor dropped in from the ceiling, and Kuriza pressed another button. The monitor screen fizzled, then showed a picture of a group of aliens, soldiers like the ones that were currently surrounding him, all against a young man in a blue jacket and armed with a sword, with lavender hair...

"Lucky for us we managed to save the footage sent to us before you destroyed Grandfather Kold's ship. We have evidence of your treachery!"

The footage showed the young man take his sword and murder the alien soldiers left and right, before going super saiyan and attacking the cybernetic Freeza, hacking him into bits, then disintegrating what was left with a single ki blast. The footage then went to the young man blasting a much large creature in the chest, which knocked him into the side of a mountain and killed him on the spot. The super saiyan then blew up what was left of the alien, and then turned to the ship and shot a ki blast at that. As the blast hit, the footage when to static.

Kuriza turned the monitor off and had it rise back into the ceiling. "Now what do you have to say, murderer?"

"That wasn't me!" cried Trunks, "I heard stories of what happened that day. It was an alternate timeline version of me! Freeza was killed before I was even born!"

Kuriza snarled, and using the same remote, aimed it at Trunks. The two metal devices on him glowed brightly, then sent immense volts of electricity into Trunks' body and he screamed in pain.

"Do you take me for a fool??" he shouted. The electricity shooting through Trunks' body finally died down, and Trunks collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily.

Kuriza gave a malicious grin. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm a lot smarter than you could have given me credit for," he explained, "You see, although I have always hated you for what you did to my father and grandfather, I would never dream of storming to Earth spontaneously just for revenge, knowing how easily you took out everyone. Somebody had to run the empire, and I was next in line. I however became more of the strategist while picking up where Daddy left off. I recruited stronger, intelligent and even seductive new soldiers," he pointed towards Karmilla, "as well as adapt new varieties of technology over the decades," He waved the little remote control in the hand and he motioned the metal devices on Trunks, "AND for the grand of all, I even discovered new drugs that could even reduce the mightiest super saiyan to the strength of an infant."

The changeling snickered sadistically at the sight before him, the accused murder and so-called super saiyan struggling to sit back up, forced in public in nothing but his underwear, "Poor thing," he mused, "Subjected to such humiliation before you die."

Trunks gritted his teeth in rage. "I may not have killed your father," he grunted, "but I wouldn't mind taking you out myself!!"

Kuriza sneered, and hit a button on the remote again, and Trunks once more had an insane amount of electricity shoot through him. "I'll have you suffer immensely before your execution!!" The electricity finally loosened up, and Trunks fell over in a crumpled heap. Kuriza snarled. "Take that garbage out of here and place him in his cell, where he will await execution."

A few soldiers stepped forward, grabbed the limp demi-saiyan, and dragged him off.