TITLE: Hopes of the Future....
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
NOTES: In accordance with the timeline of the "History of Trunks" three years have been skipped between chapters 5 and 6.







Chapter 6



"Trunks wait! You can't go up against them alone!" Bulma cried. But her son left in a flash of blue. "Anemone! Trunks is going to get himself killed!" A flash of bright blue signaled that she'd gone after her husband's pupil.

What is he trying to prove? He knows that we can't afford any losses right now. Then, she sensed his ki dip dangerously low, prompting her to pour on the speed. She knew that although he'd been weakened, he was still fighting the jinzouningen. Anemone landed shortly after Trunks had been knocked into the river.

"Hey Juuhachi, look. It's the blue lady." Juunana smirked. He was really underestimating her. She'd improved since she'd given birth to another healthy baby girl.

"Maybe she thinks she can get revenge for what we did to Gohan." the female jinzouningen replied.

Anemone's obsidian eyes narrowed in anger. "I don't do revenge. I defend the lives of the innocent people that you are all too able to destroy. And your ill acts will reap their just desserts." How am I going to get Trunks out of here? This isn't very good. She kept dodging their repetitive punches and kicks. I don't know if I can handle this one as easily as I did when I was seven. Well, here goes nothing. "GENKI NO KOROKO!!!!!"

"Nani? She's never used that one before!" Juunana cried. They had absolutely no files on this attack. Had she just developed it? The force of this new attack blew them far enough away to keep them from interfering with her rescue of Trunks.

"Now, where is he?" She cast out her ki sense, and easily found him in the river. Well, here it goes. Anemone dove underwater and easily pulled him to the surface. The amazon flew back to Capsule Corp, holding her unconscious cousin as she flew. "Bulma! Trunks needs some medical attention!"

Bring him in here!" she cried in response, more worried about her son than she could show in her voice. Anemone followed her swiftly, and then followed each instruction given to her by the older woman. Once he was stabilized, Bulma let out a sigh. "That was too close for comfort."

"Maybe he'll listen now."

"Fat chance. He's too much like his father sometimes. Too stubborn for his own good."

~*~

Trunks woke up only to see a pair of obsidian black eyes gazing down into his face. "Bulma-san, he's awake." she declared in her young voice.

"Well, young man, I hope you've learned your lesson."

A pained nod came from the bed-ridden warrior. "I think I'm ready to take a trip in the time machine, that is, if it's ready."

"Hold on now, Trunks. You don't know if you have any arms or legs left underneath that blanket. Let's take this one step at a time."