Chapter 1: The Odd Drago
"Mom, I'm home. Sorry I'm late."
"That's ok, son. We have a guest tonight, so don't eat
everything in sight."
"Mom, I think you're confusing
me with dad again."
Ever since he came back from his
adventure in the past, Bulma was always expecting Vegeta to come back into
reality sometimes forgetting that Trunks helped save another time-line, not
there own. After he put up his Capsule
Corps. jacket, Trunks put on a shirt with the same logo and made his way into
the dinning room.
"Now, who could be visiting
us?"
Looking in the room, Trunks saw
a man dressed in a rather odd suit: white shirt, black sports coat, kaki slacks, Italian shoes and hat, and
a pair of expensive looking sun glasses. The man got up from the table and extended his hand.
"Hello, Trunks. My name is Drago."
"Nice to meat you, Mr. Dra…"
"Just Drago," he interrupted.
Trunks looked at him mildly
offended. Who was he and what did he
want?
"Sorry. I just take my name sensitively."
"Ok. I have the food. Tell me
if you want seconds."
"Mom," Trunks asked, "aren't you
going to eat?"
"Sure, but our guest says he
needs to talk to you personally. Well,
if that's it then I'll go." She started
toward the living room.
"Ok. What do you want?" Trunks asked forcibly.
Drago put up his hands. "Ok. I'm sorry for being rude like this, but this is a concern for your life,
Trunks."
"Hmmm. Go on."
Drago took a deep breath and
started. "Trunks, your life is danger."
"Why?" Trunks asked in
puzzlement, "Who would want to challenge me? I took care of the androids and Cell."
"Not to challenge, to
collect. Someone wants something from
you."
"What?"
"Your head." Trunks' eyes widened.
"My head? Who on earth would want that?"
"Not on earth, ether. More like an alien force wants it. The force is one being, and he wants to
avenge the death of Frieza."
"Frieza? I may have killed him in the other
time-line, but Goku killed him and his father in this time-line. Why is this guy after me?"
"Ok, Drago. Why does he want me? Goku killed Frieza, and, sad to say, he died
of a virus years ago."
"Because, you're a Saiyan,
Trunks. He wants all who are related to
the ones who killed Frieza dead. Since
Vegeta, Piccolo, and the others were killed by the androids, you're the only
one left."
"So why not just come and get
me? Is he afraid?"
"Dying is more like it. You see, this being did come to earth
several years ago, and he did know about the death toll, but he did not know
anything about the androids. He landed,
but the androids got to him. Even at
full strength, he was still no match for them."
"Wait. If he was that powerful, then how come Gohan or me never sensed
it before?"
"He assumed that the android had
been in on killing Frieza, so he decided to take them hostage. Unfortunately, he did not know what they
were capable of. The androids destroyed
the ship from orbit, and nearly killed the being. Now, he's dying of that same virus Goku died of; it looks like
some traces of it were left here on earth."
"Your telling me that a virus is
killing a powerful being like that."
"Well, not exactly. The virus mutated to this being's immune
system, and his most brilliant scientist can't cure it, because the virus
apparently burned itself out here on earth just after the androids killed
Vegeta and the others, so there is nothing to make a base serum for. He'll be dead with in a year."
"You still haven't got to the
point. Why doesn't he just eradicate
the earth? Not that I want him to."
"Because as long as earth is
still existing, there's a chance they could find a cure here on earth. Destroying it to kill you is out of the
question, so this being has put a price on your head, literally. About four bounty hunters are stupid enough
to attempt this game, so to speak."
"Game?"
"A race, if you will. The rules are simple. The reward was set at some point three days
ago. It will decrease every month until
a month before he dies. The first one
to physically bring your head to him gets the reward, and it is big." Trunks sat there in dumbfoundment.
"What kind of sinister being
is this? I would think he'd just want
to destroy me, but no; he has to go as far as to make it so weird. It's just like in the old days of kings and
queens. The ruler just dictates he
wants the head of some unlucky guy, and everyone goes after him. It's just so over-elaborate."
"The four bounty hunters," Drago
started again, "should be easy for you to handle. Compared to the androids, they are nothing. A Super Saiyan, such as yourself, should be
able to handle them."
"So does this being have a
name?"
"Yeeesss, but I can't tell
you. Otherwise, I can't continue with
my new life." Drago finished the last
of his dinner and stood up. "Well, good
luck to you, Trunks. Try not to lose
your head."
"Wait," Trunks said as he stood
up, "how do you know all of this? Are
you one of these bounty hunters?"
"That was stupid. Of course he's not going to tell you. I better get him outside if things get
ugly."
"Yes, I am."
Drago pulled out some type of
laser gun and fired at Trunks.