A Son I Never Knew
By Man...or Astro Man?
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Well. After a long a boring period of not writing, I've finally returned. This is just a
quickie fic that I've been mulling in my head for a while. Hope you enjoy. This is told
from a certain Sayian's first person perspective.
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My father would turn over in his grave if he saw my son. Of course, father never
had a grave to begin with. Still, one can't base anything on appearances. That boy has
power, and yet he has the control to use it. He's a lot stronger then I would have
imagined, and he seems to be improving everyday. Imagine, a Super Sayian, when he
can't be much older the 20 by Earth standards. When I was his age I didn't have half his
power. He'd be the perfect sparing partner if he wasn't so careful around me. The brats
so damn worried that he's gonna kill me, that he won't max himself out. And until he
does, he'll never surpass me. Hmmm, not that he could anyway.
We have more in common then I would've thought. Those times when we were
resting, he tells stories of his world. From what he's told me, he's gone through exactly
what I had. The loss of everything you know, because of someone stronger. Some
creature, who controls your life and would think nothing of killing you. Yes, I know what
that's like. I suffered for most of my life under such a creature. Frieza. That reptile freak
who killed my entire race, and kept me as a boot-licker for so many years. He has suffered
just like I was, kept alive for amusement, constantly training, and pushing yourself, almost
dying before finding that new level of power, only to realize that your still one step behind.
I know exactly what that is like.
But it is ironic, that Frieza met his demise at the hands of a Sayian not once, but
twice. Kakarot had his chance to kill Frieza back on Namek, but the weakling passed up
the chance, but when he came to Earth, my son finished him. Frieza killed my father, but
kept me alive and in doing so, brought about his own death. I kept my promise to Frieza,
the promise that I would one day kill him. Well, it was indirect, but in my own way, I did
kill Frieza. My son avenged his father and an entire race in a single day.
Hmmm, he's gone Super Sayian. Its only times like this when he look like father
and son. But in reality were more alike then I would've ever imagined. He is truly my
son. Together we will kill these Androids, and then he will be able to live again. Why is
he looking at me like that?

"What the hell are you looking at boy?"

"Nothing. Sorry father"

"Don't call me that. I hate being called the father of a half-breed"

He can see right through my talk, he can see what I mean but won't say. And I
can tell that he sees just how proud I am of him. You are a Sayian my son. A Sayian,
with blue eyes and purple hair perhaps, but a Sayian nonetheless. You are the heir to the
throne, and a fighter of great power. I am not use to pride in anyone but myself, but I am
learning quickly. You are the son I never knew Trunks, but when the time comes, I will
help you add those Androids to the notches on your sword. And then I will be able to
earn the name...father.

The End.
well, review and help encourage me to write more! i need feedback!