Yea! The Sequel or whatever you want to call it to A Twist of Fate. This one is called Angel's Gift. Enjoy! This does not belong to me and I make no money from it.
Angel's Gift
Mirai Trunks(I'll just call Chibi Trunks normal Trunks. And if they aren't together, Mirai Trunks is still just regular Trunks.) led the way to Capsule Corp, or at least the others. We went at my top speed and met up with them.
"Whoa, hey, Trunks!" Gohan said excitedly, "How are things in your time?"
"Great!" he answered though his eyes were still the same sad blues I knew from before, "We started to rebuild. And Mom began to build a ship so I could go to the new Namek, but..." His voice trailed off and he stared at the ground that rushed by.
"Let me guess," I said in a voice just barely above a whisper, "Your mom died before it could be completed."
"Yes," Trunks answered, "She died of a new disease that can kill within two weeks if not caught in time."
"A plague," I said, "Just as my world is plagued. Only with monsters instead of bacteria."
"Not bacteria," Trunks said, "It was caused by battery liquid from 17 and 18. If you touched it ever it somehow gets into your body and attacks different functions."
"Even though they are gone, they still pose a threat," I said angrily, "That's just like Gero to create androids that have battery fluid with negative effects on humans. Probably why he turned himself into one."
"You've got a point there," Gohan said.
"What's going on?" Videl asked and looked at the weirdo that had joined the group.
"Remember that kid that came back in time to forewarn the Z fighters, Videl?" I asked.
"Yeah, but he doesn't look very familiar."
"Try a power up, Trunks," I said, "For Videl. If she sees you in Super Saiyan form, maybe she'll recognize you from the Cell tapes." He shrugged and his hair turned blond and his eyes aqua green.
"It is that kid!" Videl said, "The one my dad said got killed!"
"Yeah, that's me all right," Trunks rolled his eyes before letting his SSJ form up. Goten had been silent the whole time.
"Hey, Gohan, who's the little kid?" Trunks asked, gesturing to Goten.
"That would be my little brother Goten," Gohan explained, "He's all ready a Super Saiyan, can you believe it? He did it when he was 5."
"Wow."
"But the Chibi you went Super Saiyan at the age of 4," I said with a smile. Trunks eyes widened at this new information, "I'm glad you decided to come, Mirai Trunks. We just may need you in a fight against a guy named Babadi. He's a wizard who is supposed to show his face after the World Martial Arts Tournament. I'll let the Supreme Kai do the latter of explaining when the time arrives. But we will need as many Super Saiyan fighters as we can get. Which is why I'm training as well."
"You're a Saiyan?" Trunks asked in surprise.
"Does that surprise you?" I asked, "I was able to rearrange my own genes so that I would be half saiyan. For some reason, the mixed blood makes the fighter stronger, which is why Goku and Vegeta have all these 'little guys' that are about half as strong as they are at a fraction of their age."
"Sounds like you are as smart as my mom," Trunks chuckled.
"No. Smarter."
"By how much?" He asked, not really paying attention.
"Only 2 points higher. Not much."
"Not much?!" Trunks yelped, "My mother has an I.Q. of 198 and you say two points higher isn't much?!"
"Yeah. My mom had an I.Q. of 207, so stop yelling in my ear!" I yelled back in his, "In case you've forgotten, Saiyans have very sensitive hearing!"
He grabbed his ears and said in a whining tone, "All right, all right! Gee, whoever called you Angel definitely didn't account your temper!" We all laughed in spite of the danger that lay ahead. We were good friends all ready.
"So, Goten," Trunks said with a smile, "How is your brother in a spar by now?"
"He's great, Mr. Older Trunks, sir!" Goten said glad he was included in the conversation for once, "He said he's trying to get me as strong as he was when I turn 11!"
"Just Mirai Trunks, Goten," Trunks said with a gentle laugh. It still had that sad ring to it. I wondered if any of the others noticed it.
But more importantly, I wondered why he was still sad. His mother had passed away, for sure, but that wasn't it. Maybe there just weren't any people in his time to be friends with. I would try my best to cheer him up if this was the case.
Just when we reached the Capsule Corp, I paused. "Hey, guys, can I talk to Mirai Trunks for a minute?"
"Sure, Angel, we'll meet you down there," Gohan said, "We'll wait at the door for you two. I know how much you wanted to meet Chibi Trunks." His smile told me that he was a little worried about it but the others didn't catch it as they descended.
"Okay, Mirai Trunks, why are you still so sad?" I demanded.
"Sad? Me? What do I have to be sad about?" Trunks asked innocently.
"I don't know but you're hiding something," I said in a tone of voice that meant I mean business, "What is it? It can't possibly be the fact that you're mother died."
"No. A new creature plagues my world," he said with anger tinting his sad tone, "We were able to get a new set of Dragonballs a long time ago. We were able to wish back everyone, including my dad and Goku. I was so happy to see Gohan again. Then it came. So far I haven't seen what the creature is, but its-its..." His voice trailed off unable to continue.
"Its destroyed everyone but you. Again," I said softly, "You haven't seen it, but it still plays the same cruel games that the androids played. Yet it keeps itself hidden from you. He is stronger than you could ever dream of getting. Am I right?"
"Yes," he said is a choked voice, "Every detail correct. He's killed everyone but Gohan and me. Gohan is hidden well inside a secret room my mother created deep within the Earth in case we had to hide from the androids long ago. He has my sister, Bra, and his brother, Goten."
"You left them there?!?!?" I screamed, "Are you CRAZY? Buu can sense them whether they mask their ki or not!!!"
"What?!" Trunks yelled. He looked very, very panicked.
"Come on, we still have to explain to the others what's going on," I said, "But then we're going to your time and see if Gohan, Goten, and Bra are still okay."
He nodded and followed me down to the ground.
"Okay, ready guys?" Gohan asked as we landed.
"I can't wait to meet Trunks' younger self," Videl said happily, "From what I've seen and heard of him, he should be a pretty cool kid."
"Got that right," Gohan said jokingly, "Chibi Trunks is a great kid." He walked in the doorway and looked around the huge lounge that opened up before us. The apartments were on upper floors, I knew this. Most likely, however, Bulma would be working in the kitchen at this time, making Vegeta and Trunks their dinner.
Which is exactly where we found her.
"Hey, Gohan, how are-" Her voice cut off abruptly when she spotted Trunks, "Mirai Trunks?! What are you doing here? And who are all these people with you guys?"
"Hold on, Bulma," Gohan said, "Let's get Vegeta and Trunks in here so we don't have to explain more than once."
"I agree," Bulma said, "Make yourselves comfortable in the sitting room, I'll get them and come right back." We nodded and Trunks anxiously looked in the direction we had come.
"Don't worry, Trunks," I told him, "We can just go forward in time to the time you left instead."
"All right," Trunks said though I could tell he was still very worried.
"Cut it out, Trunks," I said, "You're making me nervous."
"But how will my younger self react to me?" he asked earnestly.
"Not to worry about that," I said in a cheerful tone, "He's a good kid with a great sense of humor. He's very different from you, though."
"I'd expect that anyway," Videl said, "When you change the course of events for the same person, it can affect them very differently."
"Yes it can," I said bitterly, "If Buu hadn't come and destroyed my world, you guys wouldn't know about it. There are so many different branches to this plane now because of so many things." I sat down between Gohan and Trunks and held the worried expression on my face.
"Wow, is he really here?" I heard Chibi Trunks' voice down the hall, "My older self is here from the future? Wow, I've always wanted to meet him!"
"I'm not sure you would, Trunks," Vegeta's voice growled, "He was a very...sad person."
"Sad? Why would he be sad?" Trunks asked.
"I'll tell you another time, Trunks," Bulma answered firmly, "He's a little scared to meet you."
"Okay." They emerged finally from the hallway. I stood immediately and gave a slight bow in respect to Vegeta.
"You did not say there was another person here, Bulma," Vegeta said in a low tone.
"So what?" she asked smugly.
"Woman..." he growled.
"Why do you do that, Dad?" Trunks asked.
"Mind your own, Trunks," he barked.
"Uh...Hey, Vegeta," Gohan said, "How's it going?"
"Fine. What are you doing here?" He asked pointedly to Mirai Trunks.
"My mother read a time interference from this world," he explained, "When I got here, I found out it was this girl here." He pointed to me.
"How did this happen?" Vegeta directed the question to me.
"I got here from my own world to warn you of yet another danger of what's to come," I said in a voice that seemed to ease even Vegeta's rough personality, "I come from a world corrupted. And it was after a monster from this world escaped to my plane. My world is the main dimension. All of our imagined stories that we create become real in another. I was able to harness that information and come here to warn you before the creature is even awakened. I also come to request training. By my own invention, I was able to intermix my genes with another and become half Saiyan. My birth power level was equal to that of Krillin."
"A genius from another dimension?" Bulma asked, "How on Earth did you get here?"
"Using this," I held up my arm. On it was my supposedly normal watch. "When I press this button," I pointed to a red button on the side, "I can type in exactly when, where, and how I want. I could go to the Jedi Temple of Star Wars and have a strength in the force more powerful than Anakin. I could go to the Sailor World and be a scout. I can do anything I want, literally. Except for one thing."
"And what might that be?" came Vegeta's partially amused voice.
"I can't fight. The monster of my home dimension has destroyed it all," I gripped my hands into tight fists, "He's worse than Cell, worse than Frieza. And if he is released upon this world, you can simply kiss it good-bye."
"How do you know that we can't defeat him?" Vegeta's smirk was wide and frightening.
"Because the one in my world," I said softly, "Came from the future of this one. The future of this world has been completely wiped out. Which is why he went to my dimension. But we can't defend ourselves! We have no natural powers. But if I train here and go back a few months ago in my own time, I can defeat him on my own. There was another branch to this world, though."
"What happened in that branch?" Gohan breathed.
"He was defeated. But only after Goku and Vegeta were able to grow their tails back and go Super Saiyan Level 3," It was my turn to smirk as jaws dropped.
"What do you mean, SSJ3?!" Trunks yelled.
"As you found out during the Cell games," I said in an amused tone, "There is a level beyond that of a Super Saiyan." I paused.
"Get on with it!" Vegeta practically yelled.
"That level was SSJ2. But there are 5 levels of a Super Saiyan, each more powerful than you could dream," I smiled at them cruelly, "I have some drawings here in my pack of Goku going on to each level." I reached into my pack and smiled at Vegeta, "And don't you worry, you get to SSJ5 first, before Goku does." His eyes opened wide in a rare show of any emotion.
I brought out my drawing and held them up.
"You all know this one quite well," I said with a smirk, "Goku is Super Saiyan. Level 1. But this is just the beginning. After this is SSJ2, which he was able to go inside of the Room of Spirit and Time. But the one he was able to use when he defeated Buu was this one. Level 3. Then there's level 4 and 5, but they don't happen for a long, long time. Buu was not defeated by the Super Saiyan level 3 alone, however."
"What was it, then?" Vegeta was no longer his calm, collected self now that he had this knowledge.
"It was by fusion," I answered and began to laugh, "You do this really stupid dance and you come together for a short amount of time. But it's so stupid that you've only done it once."
"Join? With Kakarott? Of all the stupid things," Vegeta went back to his usual self.
"Chibi Trunks and Goten are also able to fuse," I said, "And Gohan can with someone else, but I'm not aloud to say who it is. It's slightly not happened yet."
Gohan's eyebrow raised at this but he shrugged it off.
"Wow, I get to fuse with Trunks? Cool!" Goten was happy, to say the least.
"I don't understand," Mirai Trunks said, "How is it possible that a simple dance would allow two warriors to come together?"
"I don't know," I answered, "I haven't completely seen that part of the show yet." I grinned sheepishly, "My mother was kind of...lenient about letting me watch such a violent show."
"I could understand why, with what these boys have done," Bulma said with a smile, "I understand about mothers now, more than ever."
"Mom!" Chibi Trunks said in a whining tone.
"Mirai Trunks has some business to take care of in his time," I told them, "I am going with him. If all goes well, we will return with Mirai Goten, Gohan, and Bra." I turned and left before they could ask who Bra was and Trunks followed quickly.
"Why did we do that?" Trunks asked once we were in the air.
"Bra hasn't been born yet," I told him, "I didn't want to risk Bulma not getting pregnant. I am uncertain whether she is yet or not. We will have to avoid explanation at all costs."
"Bra is only 3 years old, Angel," Trunks said, "She barely knows how to punch yet."
"Well, if we use my device, we can make her a little older and stronger. Same goes for Goten."
"How much stronger can that thing make a person?" Trunks asked.
"Only about 200 power points," I said, "I did already have a pretty high power level before I left my home dimension. It was very abnormal for a human at all."
"I see. So, how you going to use it?"
"Like this." I pushed the button and began typing commands into the screen, telling it to send Trunks and me to his home time as close to the Capsule Corp as possible.
"Okay, you ready?" I asked, "This is a pretty bumpy ride."
"Ready as you are, Angel," Trunks smiled his sad smile, knowing he was going to his old world.
"Oh, Trunks," I said as I had remembered something, "I'm afraid that if you leave your dimension to Buu, it will eventually disappear completely. We will have to move quickly."
"You mean my dimension won't exist?" Trunks asked slowly.
"Yeah, mine as well," I said sadly, "We'll have to find a way to protect the other dimensions from him as well."
"All right, this is it," Trunks said in a strong voice, "No turning back. You with me?"
"No turning back, no backing down," I smiled at him, "Let's get going. Transfer begin!" I pushed the button again.
The fast but shaky ride began as the light rode up our bodies and back down.
***
"Angel, you didn't say it'd be that rough!" Trunks yelped as his body reformed.
"Yeah, I did, Trunks," I said and took in the surrounding area, "That the Capsule Corp?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"This world doesn't look as bad as mine was when I left," I spoke sadly, "You lead the way, I don't know where you left those three."
"Get away from us, you monster!" came the shout of a tiny girl.
"Bra!" Trunks shouted and raced towards the voice.
The ugly monster known to me as Buu was standing in front of the three frightened remains of this time's Z fighters.
"You leave her alone!" shouted the little boy. It was Goten.
"Leave? No. Me want girl. You die," Buu said in an incomprehensible way. But I knew that Goten was going to die. I began typing furiously at my computer.
'move Angel, Trunks, Gohan, Goten, and Bra, to the other dimension in which we just left. Make Bra 13 years old..." my typing stopped when I heard the sound.
Buu fired upon the helpless boy named Goten and he screamed in pain.
"No! Not again!" I shouted but could only watch helplessly, "Gotta get this thing done before he goes to Bra." I began to type more furiously than ever.
"GO!" I shouted and looked up. Everyone began to disappear. Except for the little Goten. Cut down when he was only five years old...
***
"Goten, no!" Mirai Gohan shouted as we emerged into the first dimension. The remaining Mirai Z fighters mourned the death of their friend, Gohan's little brother.
"You, who are you?" Gohan asked in a tone I knew meant he was angry and sorrowful, "And what happened to my little brother? My father, mother, all my friends. It was worse than the androids, yet you seem to know. What do you know?" His voice was growling until he noticed Bra. She looked at her body and new clothes.
"What-What happened to me?" She asked softly.
"Let us land somewhere, Mirai Z fighters," I said softly and serenely, "The air is full of ears and eyes here. We must be careful. Follow me."
"What is your name?" Mirai Gohan asked as we flew in the direction of the ocean, where I knew of a single place that we could talk.
"I am Angel of the Dragon. Mirai Trunks has met me and knows what I will say," I said knowledgably, "Well, most of it."
"What does she mean by Angel of the Dragon, Trunks?" Gohan asked. Since he had been dead for so long, he was approximately Trunks age now.
"That is only the title given to me for my knowledge of this world," I explained, "This world from which I am not from. Come, quickly. I know of a place that the Gohan here goes often."
"So this is the timeline Trunks warned the past about the androids?" Gohan guessed.
"Yes. And the same monster that plagues your world is about to show up in this world," my voice was different than normal, something held it heavy.
I landed in the thick trees of the forest and sat down on a smooth stone which faced another one. Trunks sat beside me and Gohan and Bra on the other.
I began the explanations as from before. I explained all about Buu attacking my own world and the fact that it was about to be released upon this one. I explained about myself and my invention.
"So that's why I'm older and stronger," Bra said when I finished.
"As well as myself being two years younger and stronger, yes," I said, "And the fact that I was able to twist my genes and become half-Saiyan. The others will want to meet you. The problem is, they don't know about Bra yet."
"We can tell them I am just a human and you twisted my genes too," Bra suggested.
"I don't want to lie to them anymore than I already have," I said through glistening eyes, "I think that the truth should be told."
"And I do as well," Trunks said, "I'm tired of protecting identities."
"Trunks, come on," I said softly, "We must get back to the Capsule Corp, Gohan and the others will be worried if we don't return."
"I see now why your parents called you Angel," Bra said.
"How's that? Your brother seems to think against it," I giggled behind my hand as his face turned red.
"You speak in a way that brings peace to the soul," Bra answered me, "And that, my friend, is the greatest gift a person can have."
"You're wrong about one thing," I said, "It is not the ability to calm, it is the friends you have."
***
Well, Angel's Gift has come to an end, but never will this story be over. Next time, we will return and tell of the shocking surprises that await. And I will receive my training, woo hoo, yeah! All of us will be training, next time on Dream's Curse.
