An 11 year old Trunks awoke to the sun coming into his room. He walked out and into the kitchen to see that Mr.PoPo had his meal ready. His life was simple, his father would get him what he needed but mostly he never saw him.

"Goodmorning Trunks," said Mr.PoPo.

"Morning." said Trunks knowing there was really nothing good about it.

Trunks knew his dad was most likely off in his training room where he was forbidden to go in. Somethimes he took guesses as to what was really in there. Sometimes his ideas were so crazy that he knew if they ever became a book it be the stupidest ideas ever. Such as monster being in there. Or his dad tap dancing.

Soon he saw his dad came into the kitchen and sat down. Mr. PoPo moved to turn on the radio since he knew Vegeta wanted to know if there was anything about the andriods in it.

Here we are at North Termbern City where what appears as another andriod attack on the planet.

Trunks looked over to see his dad walking away. Trunks knew that his dad was once again going off to fight the andriods but Trunks always fear that he wouldn't come back.

"Trunks, you best get at that report I gave you," siad Mr. PoPo.

"Yes sir," said Trunks getting up.

Trunks was about to go into his room when he got an idea. He could sneak out and head out after his dad. He knew where he was going. So Trunks doubleback and exit the house. Lucky that Trunks knew how to fly cause he never be able to catch up with his dad if he didn't.

He soon got to North Termbern City and look at it. There was fire everywhere. People running for their lives, he soon look up into the sky to see his dad fighting against one of the andriods. He moved a bit closer trying to stay out of sight to see it was 17.

He soon saw what look like his dad getting the upper hand over 17 when the girl andriod flying up. Trunks watch as she hit his father from behind. His dad fell to the ground and Trunks flew over to him.

"Father!" yelled Trunks.

"Would you look at that 18. A little kid here to help his daddy," said 17 in a tone that made Trunks want to kill him.

Trunks stood up and 17 look at him.

"We hit a soft spot 18," said 17 as he power up.

Trunks saw an energy blast come to him and fear soon came over him. He couldn't move or even look away. Soon the blast was only an few inches away from him when Vegeta came too and grab him flying into the sky.

Trunks felt someone holding onto him in the air and look to see it was his dad. His dad look at him and Trunks let go and floated beside him.

"Get out of here NOW!" said Vegeta.

"But father," said Trunks.

"Go! You will only be in my way here," said Vegeta.

Trunks took off at full speed and went home. He sat there outside waiting for his father and soon he came home.

"INSIDE NOW!" Yelled Vegeta.

Trunks could tell his father was madder then he had ever seen him. Trunks enter into the house follow by his father.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD WERE YOU THINKING? DO YOU WANT TO GET YOURSELF KILLED? NOW THE ANDROIDS KNOW ABOUT YOU. CHICHI LOST HER LIFE TRYING TO PROTECT YOU. I AM OUT THERE TRYING TO MAKE SURE YOU HAVE A FUTURE AND YOU DO THIS STUPID STUNT. GO TO YOUR ROOM!" yelled Vegeta.

Trunks walked to his room and sat at his desk. He cried into his arms all he wanted to do was try and help his father.

"Don't you think you are being a bit too hard on him?" asked Mr. PoPo walking in.

"He nearly got killed today!" said Vegeta.

"Yes but tell me didn't you say to me there was a chance the blood that calls you to a fight would call him sooner or later."

"Yes but I hope he wouldn't want to fight them."

"You can't protect him forever Vegeta. No matter what even you have to agree to that. I would recommend talking to him it might work better then yelling at him. Rather you think so or not your a big part of his life. He worries about you more then you think."

Vegeta didn't say anything but he knew Mr. PoPo was right. He would have to talk to Trunks when he was a bit more calm. He would have to think of something or risk losing his son to the saiyn blood in him.

A/N: There you go. More to come soon.