EPISODE ONE:
Chapter One
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As Trunk's outburst subsided, his hair dropping to the sides again, his eyes
returning to normal, a hard rain began to fall. The Demi-Sayian stared up into the skies,
as the droplets of water hit his face, calming and cooling him. Finally with a sigh, Trunks
levitated off the building and walked back into the house. He and his mother ate their
dinner in silence, each one occupied with individual thoughts and concerns. Trunks had
retired to bed early, and within minutes was grappling with a dream-filled sleep.
Trunks stood in a mist-filled void. An endless abyss that forced him to remember
his stay in the Room of Spirit and Time. As he walked aimlessly through the dense mists,
he began to make out the dim figures in the distance. These shapeless, nearly human
forms seemed to call to him, and the young man was soon running as fast as he could. He
didn't know why he was running so fast to get to the figures but his spirit screamed that
he must reach them. Trunks drew closer, and closer until their faces suddenly became
crystal clear.
Trunks stood in the presence of greatness. Before him stood all of the warriors
who had fallen while battling the Androids. Tien, Chao-tzu, Yamcha, Krillian, Piccolo,
even Vegeta and Gohan stood there, calmly watching Trunks. Behind them, stood an
endless sea of people from all different parts of the world. Trunks looked at the millions
of faces in the crowd, each one with the same look of peaceful serenity.
Suddenly, Trunk's eyes widened in awe as one figure began walking towards him.
A tall, proud looking man, with a warm determination in his eyes, and a crop of black hair
that stuck out in all directions. He wore a simple orange training-gi which seemed to
match him perfectly. Trunks stared at this man and murmured a single word, a name,
"Goku"
"Yeah, that's right Trunks," The spirit spoke in an oddly resonating voice that
echoed off the nothingness. "We're all here. All of the Earth's Special Forces, and behind
us are the people that Dr. Gero's creations killed. Each one of them lost their lives to
either Android 17, Android 18 or were consumed by Cell. Trunks, we are able to appear
in this dream to give you an important message.
You see when someone dies, their souls pass on into this world where they are
sent to Heaven or Hell. But for some reason, the people killed by Cell never make it
there. They exist as a part of Cell, feeding his power and cannot be freed until Cell himself
dies. When you killed Cell, you freed thousands of souls from captivity. Think of it
Trunks, thanks to you entire cites can finally pass on, and for the first time in what must
have been years, are free from that monster. Because of this, the powers that are in
control in this world have decided to help you."
The young Sayian shook his head in confusion, "What do you mean Goku?"
"Trunks, many people have died at the hands of Androids 17 and 18, not to
mention Cell and now you have a chance to make it all right. If your willing to accept that
task that has been assigned to you."
"But you said that once Cell was killed, they all pass on to the after life"
Goku folded his arms across his chest, "Problem is, those souls hadn't reached
their life potential yet."
"Their what?" Trunks cut off Goku's sentence as he expressed his confusion
"Life potential. See, what people do with their lives is totally up to them, but from
the day they're born they have a set date when they'll die. All other living things on Earth,
weather they know it or not follow this date to the second"
"But the Android weren't living things. They were machines so they weren't
under the influence of this life potential thing. And Cell was created not born so the same
was true for him."
"Exactly! So when those guys started killing so many people, the afterlife had a
massive overflow of souls that had no where to go. But now that all of Dr. Gero's
creations have been defeated, the ruling spirits here have found a way to make everything
as it should be."
"That's great Goku but what does it have to do with me?"
"Well, I've been trying to drag this out for dramatic purposes but if you insist.
When Piccolo was killed Kami died as well, taking the Dragonballs with him. And even if
they were still around, the power of the Earth's Dragonballs wouldn't be enough to
perform the wish you need Trunks. No, in fact not even the Namek Dragonballs have that
sort of power. So, the spirits that rule this other world have revealed that there are other
Dragonballs to be had. These balls posses immense power, power that has no limitations.
Problem is, they're a lot harder to find then the other Dragonballs. There are 14 in total, 7
that have silver stars and 7 that have gold ones. And instead of being scattered across the
planet, or even the universe, these Dragonballs have been sent to different dimensions of
space and time."
"Different dimensions? You mean like how when I delivered the medicine to you
in the past an entirely new timeline was created?"
"Yes, exactly. From what the others have explained, reality works a lot like a
river, when something gets in it's path, it branches off into different streams. These
timestreams are being created all the time. There are thousands of parallel worlds out
there."
Trunks stared down, his mind swirling with this new knowledge, `Alternate
worlds? Gold and Silver Dragonballs? Goku making sense? Was all this for real?'
"I know you have doubts Trunks" Goku smiled, as he seemed to pluck the
thoughts from Trunk's head, "But I must assure you that this is real. Everything
your hearing is the truth. And now that you know of these new Dragonballs Trunks.you
must go out and find them, summon the Golden Dragon that can grant any wish, finish
your mission."
A thin veil of mist began to flow over the massive crowd of people, slowly taking
them out of sight. As the dense fog flowed and swirled around them, Trunks shouted out
questions, "Goku, wait! How will I find them?"
"The time machine and the Dragon radar are the keys Trunks. Ask Bulma, she'll
know exactly what to do."
The tendrils of mist spread around Goku and the others, filling Trunks' eyes with
blinding smoke. And just as the mists seemed to have consumed the warriors, Trunks
heard a final voice,
"And hurry up brat. I don't like the idea of spending the rest of eternity with
Kakarot."
"Ahh c'mon Vegeta, don't say that"
Then with a sudden flash the young Sayian awoke. Sunlight was already streaming
through the window as the rose colored fingers of dawn stretched into the sky. Trunks
slowed his heavy breathing, the dream still fresh in his mind. The lavender haired boy's
eyes filled with resolve as he swung his legs out of the bed. He grabbed some clothes and
ran to his mother's workshop when he could already hear her working.
TO BE CONTINUED IN EPISODE TWO....
There we go, episode one for your viewing enjoyment. Once again, review as much as
you like so I'll be encouraged to write the next chapters. I have lots of ideas for this
series, so show me a reason to write them down!
Chapter One
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As Trunk's outburst subsided, his hair dropping to the sides again, his eyes
returning to normal, a hard rain began to fall. The Demi-Sayian stared up into the skies,
as the droplets of water hit his face, calming and cooling him. Finally with a sigh, Trunks
levitated off the building and walked back into the house. He and his mother ate their
dinner in silence, each one occupied with individual thoughts and concerns. Trunks had
retired to bed early, and within minutes was grappling with a dream-filled sleep.
Trunks stood in a mist-filled void. An endless abyss that forced him to remember
his stay in the Room of Spirit and Time. As he walked aimlessly through the dense mists,
he began to make out the dim figures in the distance. These shapeless, nearly human
forms seemed to call to him, and the young man was soon running as fast as he could. He
didn't know why he was running so fast to get to the figures but his spirit screamed that
he must reach them. Trunks drew closer, and closer until their faces suddenly became
crystal clear.
Trunks stood in the presence of greatness. Before him stood all of the warriors
who had fallen while battling the Androids. Tien, Chao-tzu, Yamcha, Krillian, Piccolo,
even Vegeta and Gohan stood there, calmly watching Trunks. Behind them, stood an
endless sea of people from all different parts of the world. Trunks looked at the millions
of faces in the crowd, each one with the same look of peaceful serenity.
Suddenly, Trunk's eyes widened in awe as one figure began walking towards him.
A tall, proud looking man, with a warm determination in his eyes, and a crop of black hair
that stuck out in all directions. He wore a simple orange training-gi which seemed to
match him perfectly. Trunks stared at this man and murmured a single word, a name,
"Goku"
"Yeah, that's right Trunks," The spirit spoke in an oddly resonating voice that
echoed off the nothingness. "We're all here. All of the Earth's Special Forces, and behind
us are the people that Dr. Gero's creations killed. Each one of them lost their lives to
either Android 17, Android 18 or were consumed by Cell. Trunks, we are able to appear
in this dream to give you an important message.
You see when someone dies, their souls pass on into this world where they are
sent to Heaven or Hell. But for some reason, the people killed by Cell never make it
there. They exist as a part of Cell, feeding his power and cannot be freed until Cell himself
dies. When you killed Cell, you freed thousands of souls from captivity. Think of it
Trunks, thanks to you entire cites can finally pass on, and for the first time in what must
have been years, are free from that monster. Because of this, the powers that are in
control in this world have decided to help you."
The young Sayian shook his head in confusion, "What do you mean Goku?"
"Trunks, many people have died at the hands of Androids 17 and 18, not to
mention Cell and now you have a chance to make it all right. If your willing to accept that
task that has been assigned to you."
"But you said that once Cell was killed, they all pass on to the after life"
Goku folded his arms across his chest, "Problem is, those souls hadn't reached
their life potential yet."
"Their what?" Trunks cut off Goku's sentence as he expressed his confusion
"Life potential. See, what people do with their lives is totally up to them, but from
the day they're born they have a set date when they'll die. All other living things on Earth,
weather they know it or not follow this date to the second"
"But the Android weren't living things. They were machines so they weren't
under the influence of this life potential thing. And Cell was created not born so the same
was true for him."
"Exactly! So when those guys started killing so many people, the afterlife had a
massive overflow of souls that had no where to go. But now that all of Dr. Gero's
creations have been defeated, the ruling spirits here have found a way to make everything
as it should be."
"That's great Goku but what does it have to do with me?"
"Well, I've been trying to drag this out for dramatic purposes but if you insist.
When Piccolo was killed Kami died as well, taking the Dragonballs with him. And even if
they were still around, the power of the Earth's Dragonballs wouldn't be enough to
perform the wish you need Trunks. No, in fact not even the Namek Dragonballs have that
sort of power. So, the spirits that rule this other world have revealed that there are other
Dragonballs to be had. These balls posses immense power, power that has no limitations.
Problem is, they're a lot harder to find then the other Dragonballs. There are 14 in total, 7
that have silver stars and 7 that have gold ones. And instead of being scattered across the
planet, or even the universe, these Dragonballs have been sent to different dimensions of
space and time."
"Different dimensions? You mean like how when I delivered the medicine to you
in the past an entirely new timeline was created?"
"Yes, exactly. From what the others have explained, reality works a lot like a
river, when something gets in it's path, it branches off into different streams. These
timestreams are being created all the time. There are thousands of parallel worlds out
there."
Trunks stared down, his mind swirling with this new knowledge, `Alternate
worlds? Gold and Silver Dragonballs? Goku making sense? Was all this for real?'
"I know you have doubts Trunks" Goku smiled, as he seemed to pluck the
thoughts from Trunk's head, "But I must assure you that this is real. Everything
your hearing is the truth. And now that you know of these new Dragonballs Trunks.you
must go out and find them, summon the Golden Dragon that can grant any wish, finish
your mission."
A thin veil of mist began to flow over the massive crowd of people, slowly taking
them out of sight. As the dense fog flowed and swirled around them, Trunks shouted out
questions, "Goku, wait! How will I find them?"
"The time machine and the Dragon radar are the keys Trunks. Ask Bulma, she'll
know exactly what to do."
The tendrils of mist spread around Goku and the others, filling Trunks' eyes with
blinding smoke. And just as the mists seemed to have consumed the warriors, Trunks
heard a final voice,
"And hurry up brat. I don't like the idea of spending the rest of eternity with
Kakarot."
"Ahh c'mon Vegeta, don't say that"
Then with a sudden flash the young Sayian awoke. Sunlight was already streaming
through the window as the rose colored fingers of dawn stretched into the sky. Trunks
slowed his heavy breathing, the dream still fresh in his mind. The lavender haired boy's
eyes filled with resolve as he swung his legs out of the bed. He grabbed some clothes and
ran to his mother's workshop when he could already hear her working.
TO BE CONTINUED IN EPISODE TWO....
There we go, episode one for your viewing enjoyment. Once again, review as much as
you like so I'll be encouraged to write the next chapters. I have lots of ideas for this
series, so show me a reason to write them down!