Disclaimer: In the first chapter, I said I owned this plot. I lied. My best friend thought up part of this plot also. Sorry Pan-chan!!! Anyway. Please review! If I don't get enough reviews, I'm going to stop writing this story. I'm sorry it took so long for this chapter to go out. I had a lot going on with school. Here it is!!!
Parallel Dimensions
By: Maera and Pan a.k.a. Aviendha
Chapter Two: Where am I?
The first thing Trunks saw was blackness. Then his vision slowly cleared and he realized he'd ran smack-dab into a tree. He gingerly felt the lump that was forming on the top of his head. He struggled to his feet and dusted himself of. The tree that he had run into was now a massive pile of toothpicks.
"Ouch!" Trunks said to himself. "Now where'd the time machine go?" He looked around and found the egg-shaped machine lying half-buried under a piece of the former tree. There was a giant dent in the top of it. "Damn it! Kaa-san's gonna kill me if this things broken!" He rose in the air to begin his flight to Capsule Corp, but paused. Something was different. For one thing, there were two suns in the sky. For another, the sky was red. "Oh crap! I'm stuck on some weird planet and I have no way to get home." He moaned. He flew low over the land, looking for signs of life. All he saw were more trees. After an hour, he noticed the sky was beginning to grow dark. He looked up and saw several dark, gray clouds gathering. Every few seconds, they glowed with electricity. Trunks landed and took shelter under a tree just as the rain started to pour. Slowly, he slipped into unconsciousness.
***
Trunks opened his eyes for the second time that day. And closed them again. He wished very hard that what he had just seen was a dream. He opened his eyes again. Very slowly, he turned his head to look at his surroundings. He was lying in a small room, on the floor. 'Where's my shirt?' He thought. 'And where's my sword?'. He got up and cautiously walked to the door. He opened it quietly and looked out. A young girl, she looked about Bra's age, was struggling to lift his sword. Sensing someone watching her, she turned to look at him. Her face turned red and she dropped the sword with a loud clang. The girl ran down the hallway and dived into an open door, slamming it behind her. Trunks shook his head. Her ki level was only around a thousand. Not a real threat, but still too high for any normal human, especially a child. Trunks picked up his sword and the scabbard that was lying nearby and began to explore the house he was in. He was hungry. Really hungry. 'How long has it been since I had those pancakes?' He thought. He studied the hallway. There were two doors, not including the one the girl had run into. He opened the first door. An empty bedroom. The other doorway was covered by a rice curtain. At least, he thought it was a rice curtain. Behind it was a large kitchen. But not an empty kitchen. Sitting at a table was a girl. She looked about his age and had long blond hair that fell to her waist. She looked up, her dark eyes meeting Trunks' light ones. She quickly looked away.
"When we found you," She said "you had a concussion and were soaking wet. We decided to bring you here until you awoke." Trunks' eyes widened. The girl was speaking Saiya-go, a language that had been dead for thirty or more years! His father had taught it to him when he was younger, of course, but it still sounded strange to hear someone else speak it.
"Where is my shirt?" he asked in the same language. It was her turn to be surprised. Obviously, she hadn't expected and outsider to speak her language.
"It's drying outside. Since you're probably wondering where you are, I'll explain. My name is Ayame*. You're in my house. My sister found you outside.:
"What planet am I on?" Trunks asked.
Ayame looked at him strangely. "You're on Nande Kuso of course."
'Oh great.' Trunks thought. 'I'm a planet called What is this crap with people who speak a dead language. Just great.'
Ayame interrupted his thoughts. "So what kind of half breed are you? Not a single pure breed has hair like that. And you're obviously part Saiya-jin. So who's your Saiya-jin parent?"
"I'm half human. My Saiya-jin heritage comes from my father, Vejiita." Trunks said. "Don't go insulting my heritage. I've never heard of a pure bread with hair that color either so don't act like I'm so different."
She gave him an approving smile. "Judging from that temper, you are definitely Saiya-jin. I am a full blooded Saiya-jin. Blond hair is very rare in our race, but it does happen. You said your father's name was Vejiita. That's a lie. So what's your name?"
"My father is too Vejiita. And my name is Trunks" He said angrily.
"Whatever. Your shirt should be dry by now. Go through the door at the end of the hallway. You'll see it." Ayame said.
Trunks made his way to the door, put his shirt on, and came back to the kitchen. When he got back to the kitchen, Ayame had been joined by the girl Trunks had seen earlier. "Hey, you haven't happened to have seen a small, black egg have you?" he asked.
"No, but ask my sister, Si'rana. She might have." Ayame said.
Si'rana had the typical black, spiky hair that shot in all directions. Si'rana jumped up and said, "Nope, haven't seen it. Got to go!" She ran out of the room. Trunks shook his head. The little kid had it, he was sure. He'd get it later.
"I'm sorry about her. She has it, I'm guessing. I'll get it from her later." Ayame apologized.
"It's okay. So, are there other Saiya-jin living here?" Trunks asked.
"Yes." Ayame replied. "There are approximately three dozen of us."
"Why are there so many Saiya-jin living on a planet that is obviously 'not' Vejiita-sei?"
"I'm sure you know Vejiita-sei was hit by a comet years ago." Ayame explained as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
'They don't know that it was Freiza that destroyed their planet.' Trunks thought. Aloud he said, "How did you escape?"
"A man named Bardaku warned everyone that the planet was going to be destroyed and convinced about ten of us to leave the planet. Obviously he got more, since you're here." Changing the subject abruptly, she said, "So who is your father. You're obviously lying because it's common knowledge that Prince Vejiita and all the elite died in the explosion."
"Vejiita didn't die on Vejiita-sei. And maybe it's time you know that Vejiita-sei wasn't blown up by a comet. Your planet was destroyed on purpose and your people were murdered purposely." Trunks said calmly.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Where I'm from, we all know it was Freiza himself who blew up your planet. He was worried that the Saiya-jin were growing to strong and wanted to get rid of them." Trunks said. He braced himself for her reaction.
"No! You 're lying. How dare you speak of Freiza like that!" Ayame yelled. She lunged at Trunks. He caught her fists and easily threw her into a wall. Si'rana, hearing the noise, stuck her head into the room. "Masaka!" Ayame said in fright. "I'm one of the strongest fighters on this planet, yet I've been beaten by a half-breed who thinks he's the son of Prince Vejiita."
"My father is Vejiita." Trunks said. "Why can't you believe that? And Freiza did destroy Vejiita-sei. Why can't you get that through your head?"
Si'rana looked at him in fright and ran out the door. Trunks heard the front door slam.
"Now you're in trouble." Ayame said. "My sister has gone to get our strongest warrior."
"How strong is he?"
"Hi ki is over ten thousand. You'll be defeated for sure!" Ayame replied.
"Ten thousand. And you claim to be Saiya-jin." Trunks said, not the least bit worried.
"Considering there are no elite on this planet, that is incredibly strong. My ki would be higher but I can't train as a warrior since I'm a female." Ayame said.
"Ayame," Trunks began. "I killed Freiza and his father, Cold. My ki is in the millions."
Ayame's eyes widened. "You- you're lying. That's impossible." She stuttered.
"Try me." Trunks said.
Si'rana appeared right then. She was closely followed by a young man in his late twenties. "This is the man you were telling me about?" He asked, gesturing to Trunks.
Si'rana nodded. "Yes, he's the one who insulted Freiza. He threw Ayame into a wall." She said.
The man glared at Trunks. "My name is Califor (Maera: you get it, Cauliflower- Califor?). Si'rana said you not only insult Freiza, but you claim to be of the royal family as well. We'll see about that."
"Califor!" Ayame said. "He says he has a power level in the millions and that he killed Freiza and King Cold!"
"Impossible. No demi-Saiya-jin has a power that high. I think he hit his head too hard." Califor said.
"You really think so. I'll have you know, the strongest person on my planet is a demi-Saiya-jin. But if you really think you can beat me, I'll take you on." Trunks said.
"You're on, half breed." Califor said. He slid into a fighting stance. Trunks did the same. "Prepare to be disgraced and to disgrace your family, half breed!"
"What?!" Trunks yelled, obviously offended. Califor smirked. As Califor's smile grew, so did Trunks' hatred. His aura suddenly flared gold as he turned into Super Saiya-jin.
"What the hell is that?" Califor yelled in a scared tone. His smile was totally gone.
"Super Saiya-jin." Trunks said with a grin.
"But that's just a legend." Califor said.
"Not anymore. There are currently five Super Saiya-jin, including my tou-san and myself." Trunks said.
Califor cursed under his breath. He then visibly strengthened himself. "I can take you on any day, you worthless half breed." He said
Trunks' cold, blue eyes ran over Califor. 'Half as fast as me. Low ki level. A pushover.' He thought. He decided to test him with a low power attack. "BURNING ATTACK!!!" he yelled. He made it as low powered as possible.
Califor countered with his own attack in an attempt to cancel the blast out. His attack was too weak and didn't even slow Trunks' down. Califor was blasted into nothingness.
Trunks smiled triumphantly as he powered down.
Si'rana fainted.
Ayame was now looking at Trunks in a different way. "Do you defeat powerful warriors like that on a daily basis?" She asked.
"Actually, he was really easy. I didn't need to power up fully." Came the reply.
"How do you become a Super Saiya-jin like that. Do you have to have a certain bloodline. Or do you have to be royalty?" She asked.
"There's no particular bloodline needed. You just have to have Saiya-jin in your blood." Trunks said.
"So you mean I can become one?"
Trunks nodded.
~~ End Chapter Two ~~
*Ayame is pronounced Ayamé, but I'm too lazy to put the accent on every time I use her name.
End Notes: Finally! It took me forever to type this. Of course, if my co-author cared to type some of this, she can. Hint, hint, hint. At the beginning of the chapter, I forgot to say I don't own Dragonball Z. So I'll say it now. I don't own Dragonball Z. Happy? I'll try to have chapter three out soon. Don't forget to REVIEW!!! Ja ne!
Parallel Dimensions
By: Maera and Pan a.k.a. Aviendha
Chapter Two: Where am I?
The first thing Trunks saw was blackness. Then his vision slowly cleared and he realized he'd ran smack-dab into a tree. He gingerly felt the lump that was forming on the top of his head. He struggled to his feet and dusted himself of. The tree that he had run into was now a massive pile of toothpicks.
"Ouch!" Trunks said to himself. "Now where'd the time machine go?" He looked around and found the egg-shaped machine lying half-buried under a piece of the former tree. There was a giant dent in the top of it. "Damn it! Kaa-san's gonna kill me if this things broken!" He rose in the air to begin his flight to Capsule Corp, but paused. Something was different. For one thing, there were two suns in the sky. For another, the sky was red. "Oh crap! I'm stuck on some weird planet and I have no way to get home." He moaned. He flew low over the land, looking for signs of life. All he saw were more trees. After an hour, he noticed the sky was beginning to grow dark. He looked up and saw several dark, gray clouds gathering. Every few seconds, they glowed with electricity. Trunks landed and took shelter under a tree just as the rain started to pour. Slowly, he slipped into unconsciousness.
***
Trunks opened his eyes for the second time that day. And closed them again. He wished very hard that what he had just seen was a dream. He opened his eyes again. Very slowly, he turned his head to look at his surroundings. He was lying in a small room, on the floor. 'Where's my shirt?' He thought. 'And where's my sword?'. He got up and cautiously walked to the door. He opened it quietly and looked out. A young girl, she looked about Bra's age, was struggling to lift his sword. Sensing someone watching her, she turned to look at him. Her face turned red and she dropped the sword with a loud clang. The girl ran down the hallway and dived into an open door, slamming it behind her. Trunks shook his head. Her ki level was only around a thousand. Not a real threat, but still too high for any normal human, especially a child. Trunks picked up his sword and the scabbard that was lying nearby and began to explore the house he was in. He was hungry. Really hungry. 'How long has it been since I had those pancakes?' He thought. He studied the hallway. There were two doors, not including the one the girl had run into. He opened the first door. An empty bedroom. The other doorway was covered by a rice curtain. At least, he thought it was a rice curtain. Behind it was a large kitchen. But not an empty kitchen. Sitting at a table was a girl. She looked about his age and had long blond hair that fell to her waist. She looked up, her dark eyes meeting Trunks' light ones. She quickly looked away.
"When we found you," She said "you had a concussion and were soaking wet. We decided to bring you here until you awoke." Trunks' eyes widened. The girl was speaking Saiya-go, a language that had been dead for thirty or more years! His father had taught it to him when he was younger, of course, but it still sounded strange to hear someone else speak it.
"Where is my shirt?" he asked in the same language. It was her turn to be surprised. Obviously, she hadn't expected and outsider to speak her language.
"It's drying outside. Since you're probably wondering where you are, I'll explain. My name is Ayame*. You're in my house. My sister found you outside.:
"What planet am I on?" Trunks asked.
Ayame looked at him strangely. "You're on Nande Kuso of course."
'Oh great.' Trunks thought. 'I'm a planet called What is this crap with people who speak a dead language. Just great.'
Ayame interrupted his thoughts. "So what kind of half breed are you? Not a single pure breed has hair like that. And you're obviously part Saiya-jin. So who's your Saiya-jin parent?"
"I'm half human. My Saiya-jin heritage comes from my father, Vejiita." Trunks said. "Don't go insulting my heritage. I've never heard of a pure bread with hair that color either so don't act like I'm so different."
She gave him an approving smile. "Judging from that temper, you are definitely Saiya-jin. I am a full blooded Saiya-jin. Blond hair is very rare in our race, but it does happen. You said your father's name was Vejiita. That's a lie. So what's your name?"
"My father is too Vejiita. And my name is Trunks" He said angrily.
"Whatever. Your shirt should be dry by now. Go through the door at the end of the hallway. You'll see it." Ayame said.
Trunks made his way to the door, put his shirt on, and came back to the kitchen. When he got back to the kitchen, Ayame had been joined by the girl Trunks had seen earlier. "Hey, you haven't happened to have seen a small, black egg have you?" he asked.
"No, but ask my sister, Si'rana. She might have." Ayame said.
Si'rana had the typical black, spiky hair that shot in all directions. Si'rana jumped up and said, "Nope, haven't seen it. Got to go!" She ran out of the room. Trunks shook his head. The little kid had it, he was sure. He'd get it later.
"I'm sorry about her. She has it, I'm guessing. I'll get it from her later." Ayame apologized.
"It's okay. So, are there other Saiya-jin living here?" Trunks asked.
"Yes." Ayame replied. "There are approximately three dozen of us."
"Why are there so many Saiya-jin living on a planet that is obviously 'not' Vejiita-sei?"
"I'm sure you know Vejiita-sei was hit by a comet years ago." Ayame explained as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
'They don't know that it was Freiza that destroyed their planet.' Trunks thought. Aloud he said, "How did you escape?"
"A man named Bardaku warned everyone that the planet was going to be destroyed and convinced about ten of us to leave the planet. Obviously he got more, since you're here." Changing the subject abruptly, she said, "So who is your father. You're obviously lying because it's common knowledge that Prince Vejiita and all the elite died in the explosion."
"Vejiita didn't die on Vejiita-sei. And maybe it's time you know that Vejiita-sei wasn't blown up by a comet. Your planet was destroyed on purpose and your people were murdered purposely." Trunks said calmly.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Where I'm from, we all know it was Freiza himself who blew up your planet. He was worried that the Saiya-jin were growing to strong and wanted to get rid of them." Trunks said. He braced himself for her reaction.
"No! You 're lying. How dare you speak of Freiza like that!" Ayame yelled. She lunged at Trunks. He caught her fists and easily threw her into a wall. Si'rana, hearing the noise, stuck her head into the room. "Masaka!" Ayame said in fright. "I'm one of the strongest fighters on this planet, yet I've been beaten by a half-breed who thinks he's the son of Prince Vejiita."
"My father is Vejiita." Trunks said. "Why can't you believe that? And Freiza did destroy Vejiita-sei. Why can't you get that through your head?"
Si'rana looked at him in fright and ran out the door. Trunks heard the front door slam.
"Now you're in trouble." Ayame said. "My sister has gone to get our strongest warrior."
"How strong is he?"
"Hi ki is over ten thousand. You'll be defeated for sure!" Ayame replied.
"Ten thousand. And you claim to be Saiya-jin." Trunks said, not the least bit worried.
"Considering there are no elite on this planet, that is incredibly strong. My ki would be higher but I can't train as a warrior since I'm a female." Ayame said.
"Ayame," Trunks began. "I killed Freiza and his father, Cold. My ki is in the millions."
Ayame's eyes widened. "You- you're lying. That's impossible." She stuttered.
"Try me." Trunks said.
Si'rana appeared right then. She was closely followed by a young man in his late twenties. "This is the man you were telling me about?" He asked, gesturing to Trunks.
Si'rana nodded. "Yes, he's the one who insulted Freiza. He threw Ayame into a wall." She said.
The man glared at Trunks. "My name is Califor (Maera: you get it, Cauliflower- Califor?). Si'rana said you not only insult Freiza, but you claim to be of the royal family as well. We'll see about that."
"Califor!" Ayame said. "He says he has a power level in the millions and that he killed Freiza and King Cold!"
"Impossible. No demi-Saiya-jin has a power that high. I think he hit his head too hard." Califor said.
"You really think so. I'll have you know, the strongest person on my planet is a demi-Saiya-jin. But if you really think you can beat me, I'll take you on." Trunks said.
"You're on, half breed." Califor said. He slid into a fighting stance. Trunks did the same. "Prepare to be disgraced and to disgrace your family, half breed!"
"What?!" Trunks yelled, obviously offended. Califor smirked. As Califor's smile grew, so did Trunks' hatred. His aura suddenly flared gold as he turned into Super Saiya-jin.
"What the hell is that?" Califor yelled in a scared tone. His smile was totally gone.
"Super Saiya-jin." Trunks said with a grin.
"But that's just a legend." Califor said.
"Not anymore. There are currently five Super Saiya-jin, including my tou-san and myself." Trunks said.
Califor cursed under his breath. He then visibly strengthened himself. "I can take you on any day, you worthless half breed." He said
Trunks' cold, blue eyes ran over Califor. 'Half as fast as me. Low ki level. A pushover.' He thought. He decided to test him with a low power attack. "BURNING ATTACK!!!" he yelled. He made it as low powered as possible.
Califor countered with his own attack in an attempt to cancel the blast out. His attack was too weak and didn't even slow Trunks' down. Califor was blasted into nothingness.
Trunks smiled triumphantly as he powered down.
Si'rana fainted.
Ayame was now looking at Trunks in a different way. "Do you defeat powerful warriors like that on a daily basis?" She asked.
"Actually, he was really easy. I didn't need to power up fully." Came the reply.
"How do you become a Super Saiya-jin like that. Do you have to have a certain bloodline. Or do you have to be royalty?" She asked.
"There's no particular bloodline needed. You just have to have Saiya-jin in your blood." Trunks said.
"So you mean I can become one?"
Trunks nodded.
~~ End Chapter Two ~~
*Ayame is pronounced Ayamé, but I'm too lazy to put the accent on every time I use her name.
End Notes: Finally! It took me forever to type this. Of course, if my co-author cared to type some of this, she can. Hint, hint, hint. At the beginning of the chapter, I forgot to say I don't own Dragonball Z. So I'll say it now. I don't own Dragonball Z. Happy? I'll try to have chapter three out soon. Don't forget to REVIEW!!! Ja ne!