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Hello – Trunks's diary

"Hello" - speech

'Hello' – thoughts

(Hello) – Author's Notes

"So you must be Frieza," the lavender-haired warrior stated calmly as he faced his foes in the wastelands, the wind blowing through his hair. "I've been waiting along time to meet you face to face."

King Cold stared at the strange warrior-child before him. "Well, we have a guest," he said, obviously bored.

Trunks stood there, confident in what he intended to do. "Now I'm going to destroy you!"

'Please, Trunks, don't be so arrogant and cocky.' Gohan thought rubbing his temples. It was becoming annoyingly clear that this was going to be one of those days.

Frieza and his father stared unbelievingly at this mysterious boy who dared to challenge them. Frieza eyed him warily, looking for any signs that he was bluffing. "Oooo! We'd better run. Isn't that right father?" The two began to laugh idly at the boy's threat. "You don't know what you're up against boy!"

"As a matter of fact I do. I'm up against you, Frieza, and let me tell you something. I'm not worried," Trunks replied, smirking at the metallic lizard.

'Don't overdo it, Trunks. Gah! All this worrying is gonna give me premature wrinkles… oh my god, I sound just like Mom!' Gohan groaned inwardly. He continued to observe from afar, no longer hiding himself behind the cover of the rocks. 'I know he's strong enough to fend for himself against Frieza, but that doesn't mean I can't keep an eye on him and see just how much of his training he remembers.'

Frieza noticed the man behind the blue-eyed boy and stared in his direction. "So who's scar-face? Your babysitter?"

"Wha..." Trunks turned around to see his surrogate dad standing nearby, leaning on the rocks with his arms folded across his chest. 'Aw, man!' Trunks moaned to himself.

"What're you looking at me for, Frieza? This battle's between you and him!" Gohan shouted over the distance with a smirk worthy of Vegeta himself. 'Let's what you can do, squirt.'

Trunks curtly nodded at Gohan and turned back round to his opponent. "Sorry, Frieza, but his identity is for me to know and for you to never find out. Your time's up."

With that said, Frieza launched into the air and began his assault on the young warrior, but the child was too fast for him. None of his blasts could touch him.

"WIPE THAT DAMN SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE, AND HOLD STILL!" the Ice-jinn roared, incensed that he could not harm the adolescent before him.

Trunks landed firmly on the ground, waiting for the lizard to come back down to Earth, grinning at how much fun he was having. Gohan watched closely at his adopted son's technique, searching for any mistakes but found it to be utterly flawless. 'Man, he's good! It's a shame I couldn't teach him about humility. Must be because he's Vegeta's son,' he noted, shrugging his shoulders.

Frieza had landed on the top of his ship with his father. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he was impressed by the incredible amount of power the strange, mysterious boy possessed.

"Did I mention that there was a Super Saiyan here on Earth? And I'm not talking about Goku!" Trunks exclaimed, surrounding himself in a golden aura and finally transforming into his Super Saiyan form. Upon seeing the boy become a Super Saiyan, Frieza was no longer furious… he was petrified.

"Their eyes," the Ice-jinn managed to stammer out. "They have the same eyes." Deciding that he longer wished to wait for Goku to arrive, he formed his Death Orb and threw it at Trunks.

"NO!" screamed Gohan, racing to save Trunks from certain death. His heart sank when the giant orb touched the ground, not a single trace of lavender to be seen.

"Honestly, Dad, show some faith, will ya!" Trunks yelled, bringing the demi-Saiyan's attention to the crater underneath the Death Orb, which, for some reason, hadn't exploded yet. Gohan couldn't believe what he was seeing. Trunks was not only alive but had caught the bomb in one hand, not even breaking a sweat.

"Are you okay?" Gohan asked, worried that Trunks may not be able to cope with the enormous pressure of the bomb pressing down on him.

"Yeah, Dad, I'm fine. I was just about to give this back to him. Want to watch?" the young warrior asked cheekily.

The older warrior was much more relaxed now that he knew that the lavender-haired boy was alright and returned to his original position by the rocks, watching closely in case Trunks needed help. 'Wow! Didn't see that one coming, though I think I'll need to start pushing myself a bit more in training,' Gohan concluded, sweatdropping at the thought of getting his ass kicked by a teenager.

"Excuse me, Frieza. Is this yours?" Trunks called out mockingly.

Enraged by this nuisance of a boy, Frieza threw an energy blast into the bomb, detonating it and causing it to engulf the young Super Saiyan.

King Cold laughed as he watched his son return to the ship. "Well done, Frieza, it took you, what, four tries to kill that boy?"

"I was just warming up, Father, that's all," the mechanical Ice-jinn protested.

'Sure you were,' Gohan thought sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"Hey, Frieza!"

The Ice-jinn turned around just in time to see the golden boy charging at him, screaming as he brought his sword down and slicing the lizard in two. With a quick energy blast, Frieza, the being who had terrorized so many, became nothing but ashes. The teal-eyed demi-Saiyan then turned his sights on King Cold, who tried to bargain for his life and failed. Eliminating the older Ice-jinn, Trunks turned to the ship and blew it sky high.

Satisfied with his work, he powered down, once again becoming the lavender-haired, blue-eyed Trunks. He turned and smiled triumphantly at his dad, only to find the older demi-Saiyan sporting a scornful look.

One thought rang in Trunks's mind.

'I'm in some deep shit, aren't I?'

(Well that was the fight scene. I hope it was okay. If not, please don't be afraid to say and give me a few pointers.)