Worlds Apart Part Ten (Chapters 19 and 20)
A Vegeta- Mirai no Trunks Story
By SS4Vegito
DISCLAIMER:
I don't own DBZ or any of the characters. I do own Ja-Aku, Atira Ikun, Lady Fire, Zon Keene, Seizon-sha, Princess Jun, and Kashikoi. But, as long as you e-mail me and tell me, you can use them in stories to. My e-mail address is BusterSword16@Yahoo.com .
Warnings and the rest of the disclaimer is the same as the rest of the parts.
Here we go, 'cuz this is Worlds Apart Part Ten!
Note: Jikan Ryokou-sha means "Time Traveler" and Doushite means "Why".
Worlds Apart
Chapter Nineteen
The boy sat leaning on the tree, staring out into the early-morning mist, awake but not seeming quite there.
His gaze was blank, his blue eyes completely emotionless, his feelings detached from reality. He did not notice when an ant crawled over one of his fingers to get to the other part of the grass, nor did he move an inch when the early wind blew some strands of his lavender hair into his face.
Vegeta watched, his heart feeling as though it were being torn apart as he stood nearby, watching his son stare at nothing.
"Who... Who am I?" Vegeta heard the boy murmer, almost under his breath.
"Your name is Mirai Trunks." Vegeta answered sharply, "And I'm Vegeta. Your father."
"Mirai... Trunks... And my father is.. Vegeta... But, wait.. Future?... What?" The boy was utterly confused, his eyes displaying to Vegeta how lost he was, as surely and plainly as though he was holding a sign that said 'I'm lost, please help me'.
"Don't you remember anything, boy?" Vegeta asked, a bit annoyed.
"N.... No, sir.." The boy stuttered, staring up at the man standing in front of him, "I don't.. Don't remember anything...." The boy paused for a moment before adding, "Not anything at all.. Father.."
"Well at least you remember to call me that." Vegeta growled, agitated not at the boy but because he couldn't help his son.
Mirai Trunks looked down at his own blood-stained body. He had no idea how he had been so injured, no idea how his body had been so harmed.
"It feels...." The boy bit back a grunt of pain, "It feels like... Like a part of me... Is.. Is gone... Like it will never... Ever come back."
"It will." Vegeta assured the boy, kneeling next to him and putting a hand on his shoulder, "You'll survive, and you'll remember, and if you don't, I'll make you."
The boy groaned slightly, though it was obvious that he was trying not to. In that he was the same as always.
"Alright..." Trunks muttered, a slight grin appearing.
Vegeta did notice that there was something different about the boy now, although what was anyone's guess.
The boy's gaze looked to Vegeta, wanting answers and guidance, and, maybe, someone to care.
"Listen closely.. You came from another time.." Vegeta began to explain.
Meanwhile, on a plain in just about the middle of nowhere, Piccolo had asked Son Gohan, Goku's eldest son of fourteen years, to meet him.
Of course Gohan did this, mainly out of curiousity of what he wanted, and also out of loyalty to his sensei.
"Piccolo-sensei, what is it?" The boy asked.
"I've got a plan to stop Ja-Aku. I guess it's not all that bad that you have your Akumu Ouda attack.. In about thirty minutes one of Ja-Aku's servents will come down here, and we're going to destroy her." Piccolo said calmly. Gohan gave him a confused look.
"Nani? But.. Doushite?" Gohan asked, looking up at his old sensei.
"Because we have to destroy her because she destroyed the Jikan Ryokou-sha. Not as in he's dead, worse. Because this time the Dragon Balls can't help." Piccolo explained.
"Nani? What happened to him?" The boy asked, his gaze never wavering from that of his sensei's.
"She convinced him to fight Vegeta. She has mind-control. Vegeta used the Kiiro no Kirinuki Soushin suru on him. He's as good as dead and completely useless. After this I'll go see how he's doing." Piccolo replied.
"How do you know these things?" Gohan asked. Piccolo gave a short laugh.
"I was part Kami, remember? I know these things. I just focused on what was happening when I sensed an up-surge of energy in the area." Piccolo explained, his face once again set in stone.
"Good point.. So she'll be arriving soon?" The boy replied, the grin that had taken to his face when Piccolo had been talking replaced by a serious frown.
"Very soon." Piccolo said.
Worlds Apart
Chapter Twenty
One half-hour later in the same place, Seizon-sha walked up to the boy and the Namek who stood there.
"Oh look. A Namekian and a demi-Saiyajin. Oh, hey, I got a demi-Saiyajin destroyed a little while ago, didn't I?" She laughed, "Why do you stand there? Do you wish to fight me? You'll lose."
"No we won't." Piccolo replied. Gohan powered up to Super Saiyan level 2, his power level doing a super-jump.
"Let's go then." Gohan said, his face set in a scowl.
Instantly Seizon-sha did a punch at Piccolo, which hit him in the arm. He didn't flinch. The Namek grinned.
"Was that supposed to tickle?" He said, kicking her into a rock.
Gohan powered up an attack: His most powerful.
Feeling the stirrings of energy surrounding the boy, Seizon-sha froze. She knew she might not survive this.
"Akumu Ouda!!!" Gohan cried, a beam of black energy laced with blue lightning struck Seizon-sha with the power of ten of Piccolo's beams put together.
Seizon-sha nonetheless got to her feet unsteadily.
She looked forward and her face reflected utter shock at what she saw.
Piccolo stood before her, one hand in front of him.
"Akuma Saigo no!!" The Namekian yelled, and the last thing Seizon-sha saw was a beam as black as the night with no stars or moon slam into her.
All was silent for a moment.
Gohan went back to his regular, and Piccolo powered down again.
"Good job, kid." Piccolo said, walking off.
"Nani? Hey Piccolo-san! Where are you going? You'll be here when Ja-Aku comes right?!" Gohan cried after his sensei.
"I'll be there, kid. Wouldn't miss it for the world.." Piccolo said, only just loud enough so that Gohan could sense the smile he wore as he said the words.
Sighing, Gohan turned to go home.
"Ah... Itai.. I think I hurt myself.." Gohan muttered, looking at a small scratch on his arm that stung pretty badly, "Oh, what else is new?"
Taking off, Gohan began the flight home.
Meanwhile, Piccolo reached the area where Trunks and Vegeta were.
Vegeta stood looking out towards the mountains near the cliff, and Trunks still leaned on that tree, his blank gaze shifting from his father to Piccolo as he sensed his coming.
"Well, you're certainly doing tons to help him out, aren't you Vegeta?" Piccolo taunted, looking first at Vegeta and then at the injured youth by the tree.
"Who are you?" Trunks asked, his eyes showing curiousity.
"My name is Piccolo.. A Namekseijin, if that means anything to you. Your father over there was once an enemy of mine.." Piccolo said, thinking for a moment before adding, "He might still be for all I know."
"Damn straight green." Vegeta said, turning towards the Namek.
Piccolo saw that Vegeta had a rough cut on his arm, and Piccolo reasoned that it was from the fight he had had with Trunks.
Trunks was in worse shape, but Piccolo ignored him for a moment.
"You going to help this kid or am I taking him hitch-hiking by the tail all the way back to the Lookout?" Piccolo asked.
"He doesn't have a tail, baka." Vegeta cursed, "He's only a demi-Saiyajin."
"He does though." Piccolo pointed. Vegeta looked and sure enough the boy had a tail.
"Hm.. So he does." Vegeta said, "And I'll take care of him here, you baka."
Turning to walk away, Piccolo looked back at Trunks.
"Be good for your father okay? You don't want me having to come back having to explain to your mother why you got dragged by the tail all the way to the Lookout, okay?" Piccolo said, then muttered under his breath, "So Vegeta really does have a heart after all.. Hm, that's a new and interesting one, anyway."
=END=
Konnichiwa minna-san! Bulma here! Next time on Dragon Ball Z Worlds Apart! Goku-chan's got some ideas and goes to see Mirai-Trunks and Vegeta! Oh, and I wonder what would happen if Mirai Trunks got hit over the head with a heavy object? Oh no! Krillin don't try that! Ack! Baka what if you do more harm than help?
Vegeta trys to re-teach the past to Mirai Trunks, but unfortunately he doesn't know as much about his son as he thinks he does. Oh well, I guess we should just wish luck to Krillin's idea then! See you!
Sayanora Minna-san!!!!
A Vegeta- Mirai no Trunks Story
By SS4Vegito
DISCLAIMER:
I don't own DBZ or any of the characters. I do own Ja-Aku, Atira Ikun, Lady Fire, Zon Keene, Seizon-sha, Princess Jun, and Kashikoi. But, as long as you e-mail me and tell me, you can use them in stories to. My e-mail address is BusterSword16@Yahoo.com .
Warnings and the rest of the disclaimer is the same as the rest of the parts.
Here we go, 'cuz this is Worlds Apart Part Ten!
Note: Jikan Ryokou-sha means "Time Traveler" and Doushite means "Why".
Worlds Apart
Chapter Nineteen
The boy sat leaning on the tree, staring out into the early-morning mist, awake but not seeming quite there.
His gaze was blank, his blue eyes completely emotionless, his feelings detached from reality. He did not notice when an ant crawled over one of his fingers to get to the other part of the grass, nor did he move an inch when the early wind blew some strands of his lavender hair into his face.
Vegeta watched, his heart feeling as though it were being torn apart as he stood nearby, watching his son stare at nothing.
"Who... Who am I?" Vegeta heard the boy murmer, almost under his breath.
"Your name is Mirai Trunks." Vegeta answered sharply, "And I'm Vegeta. Your father."
"Mirai... Trunks... And my father is.. Vegeta... But, wait.. Future?... What?" The boy was utterly confused, his eyes displaying to Vegeta how lost he was, as surely and plainly as though he was holding a sign that said 'I'm lost, please help me'.
"Don't you remember anything, boy?" Vegeta asked, a bit annoyed.
"N.... No, sir.." The boy stuttered, staring up at the man standing in front of him, "I don't.. Don't remember anything...." The boy paused for a moment before adding, "Not anything at all.. Father.."
"Well at least you remember to call me that." Vegeta growled, agitated not at the boy but because he couldn't help his son.
Mirai Trunks looked down at his own blood-stained body. He had no idea how he had been so injured, no idea how his body had been so harmed.
"It feels...." The boy bit back a grunt of pain, "It feels like... Like a part of me... Is.. Is gone... Like it will never... Ever come back."
"It will." Vegeta assured the boy, kneeling next to him and putting a hand on his shoulder, "You'll survive, and you'll remember, and if you don't, I'll make you."
The boy groaned slightly, though it was obvious that he was trying not to. In that he was the same as always.
"Alright..." Trunks muttered, a slight grin appearing.
Vegeta did notice that there was something different about the boy now, although what was anyone's guess.
The boy's gaze looked to Vegeta, wanting answers and guidance, and, maybe, someone to care.
"Listen closely.. You came from another time.." Vegeta began to explain.
Meanwhile, on a plain in just about the middle of nowhere, Piccolo had asked Son Gohan, Goku's eldest son of fourteen years, to meet him.
Of course Gohan did this, mainly out of curiousity of what he wanted, and also out of loyalty to his sensei.
"Piccolo-sensei, what is it?" The boy asked.
"I've got a plan to stop Ja-Aku. I guess it's not all that bad that you have your Akumu Ouda attack.. In about thirty minutes one of Ja-Aku's servents will come down here, and we're going to destroy her." Piccolo said calmly. Gohan gave him a confused look.
"Nani? But.. Doushite?" Gohan asked, looking up at his old sensei.
"Because we have to destroy her because she destroyed the Jikan Ryokou-sha. Not as in he's dead, worse. Because this time the Dragon Balls can't help." Piccolo explained.
"Nani? What happened to him?" The boy asked, his gaze never wavering from that of his sensei's.
"She convinced him to fight Vegeta. She has mind-control. Vegeta used the Kiiro no Kirinuki Soushin suru on him. He's as good as dead and completely useless. After this I'll go see how he's doing." Piccolo replied.
"How do you know these things?" Gohan asked. Piccolo gave a short laugh.
"I was part Kami, remember? I know these things. I just focused on what was happening when I sensed an up-surge of energy in the area." Piccolo explained, his face once again set in stone.
"Good point.. So she'll be arriving soon?" The boy replied, the grin that had taken to his face when Piccolo had been talking replaced by a serious frown.
"Very soon." Piccolo said.
Worlds Apart
Chapter Twenty
One half-hour later in the same place, Seizon-sha walked up to the boy and the Namek who stood there.
"Oh look. A Namekian and a demi-Saiyajin. Oh, hey, I got a demi-Saiyajin destroyed a little while ago, didn't I?" She laughed, "Why do you stand there? Do you wish to fight me? You'll lose."
"No we won't." Piccolo replied. Gohan powered up to Super Saiyan level 2, his power level doing a super-jump.
"Let's go then." Gohan said, his face set in a scowl.
Instantly Seizon-sha did a punch at Piccolo, which hit him in the arm. He didn't flinch. The Namek grinned.
"Was that supposed to tickle?" He said, kicking her into a rock.
Gohan powered up an attack: His most powerful.
Feeling the stirrings of energy surrounding the boy, Seizon-sha froze. She knew she might not survive this.
"Akumu Ouda!!!" Gohan cried, a beam of black energy laced with blue lightning struck Seizon-sha with the power of ten of Piccolo's beams put together.
Seizon-sha nonetheless got to her feet unsteadily.
She looked forward and her face reflected utter shock at what she saw.
Piccolo stood before her, one hand in front of him.
"Akuma Saigo no!!" The Namekian yelled, and the last thing Seizon-sha saw was a beam as black as the night with no stars or moon slam into her.
All was silent for a moment.
Gohan went back to his regular, and Piccolo powered down again.
"Good job, kid." Piccolo said, walking off.
"Nani? Hey Piccolo-san! Where are you going? You'll be here when Ja-Aku comes right?!" Gohan cried after his sensei.
"I'll be there, kid. Wouldn't miss it for the world.." Piccolo said, only just loud enough so that Gohan could sense the smile he wore as he said the words.
Sighing, Gohan turned to go home.
"Ah... Itai.. I think I hurt myself.." Gohan muttered, looking at a small scratch on his arm that stung pretty badly, "Oh, what else is new?"
Taking off, Gohan began the flight home.
Meanwhile, Piccolo reached the area where Trunks and Vegeta were.
Vegeta stood looking out towards the mountains near the cliff, and Trunks still leaned on that tree, his blank gaze shifting from his father to Piccolo as he sensed his coming.
"Well, you're certainly doing tons to help him out, aren't you Vegeta?" Piccolo taunted, looking first at Vegeta and then at the injured youth by the tree.
"Who are you?" Trunks asked, his eyes showing curiousity.
"My name is Piccolo.. A Namekseijin, if that means anything to you. Your father over there was once an enemy of mine.." Piccolo said, thinking for a moment before adding, "He might still be for all I know."
"Damn straight green." Vegeta said, turning towards the Namek.
Piccolo saw that Vegeta had a rough cut on his arm, and Piccolo reasoned that it was from the fight he had had with Trunks.
Trunks was in worse shape, but Piccolo ignored him for a moment.
"You going to help this kid or am I taking him hitch-hiking by the tail all the way back to the Lookout?" Piccolo asked.
"He doesn't have a tail, baka." Vegeta cursed, "He's only a demi-Saiyajin."
"He does though." Piccolo pointed. Vegeta looked and sure enough the boy had a tail.
"Hm.. So he does." Vegeta said, "And I'll take care of him here, you baka."
Turning to walk away, Piccolo looked back at Trunks.
"Be good for your father okay? You don't want me having to come back having to explain to your mother why you got dragged by the tail all the way to the Lookout, okay?" Piccolo said, then muttered under his breath, "So Vegeta really does have a heart after all.. Hm, that's a new and interesting one, anyway."
=END=
Konnichiwa minna-san! Bulma here! Next time on Dragon Ball Z Worlds Apart! Goku-chan's got some ideas and goes to see Mirai-Trunks and Vegeta! Oh, and I wonder what would happen if Mirai Trunks got hit over the head with a heavy object? Oh no! Krillin don't try that! Ack! Baka what if you do more harm than help?
Vegeta trys to re-teach the past to Mirai Trunks, but unfortunately he doesn't know as much about his son as he thinks he does. Oh well, I guess we should just wish luck to Krillin's idea then! See you!
Sayanora Minna-san!!!!
