Author's notes:This is it. The epilogue, then I'll go straight to work on my next story.
Disclaimer:I don't own DB/Z/GT I do own Arc Trigger, Neena, Karen, Dash Daniels, Ben, Aborak, and the Nyuushin transformation, and Arc and Marron's kid who will be born in the next paragraph.
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Arc looked down at his baby son, he had dark brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He looked over and gave the baby to his wife. He kissed her on the cheek and they looked at their son.
"What should we name him?" Arc asked.
"How about Michael?" she suggested.
"Hmm... Michael. That would be good," he said looking at his son. Marron and Arc looked at each other and smiled.
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Sixteen year Michael Trigger stood on a hill looking at the sunset. He looked like his father at his age except that he had his mothers eyes. His eye's trained on the girl coming up the hill Faye 'Tragedy' Cross. Her long purple hair bobbed at the bottom. She had big black eyes, and a small nose. She wore a dark purple thermal with a white sleeveless shirt that had no midrift, and black pants.
Michael had on a dark green thermal, a black shirt, and baggy khakis on. He had shorter hair than his father, but one side still was ruffled.
"What took you so long Tragedy," he asked sitting down by the lone tree on the hill.
"My parents were freaking out, because tommorrow is the first day of highschool," she said in her sweet voice.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
She looked at him and smiled, "Ready as I'll ever be."
A voice came from a house down the hill, "Faye come on down, you have to get to bed early."
"Coming Mom," she said and then turned to Michael adding, "you'll be online tonight, right?"
He said, "Of course," and then gave the Trigger smirk (one eyebrow raised and a lopsided grin).
She ran down the hill and he turned and flew over the small patch of woods reaching his house. It was a big house bought from the profits of countless best sellers and his father's and Son Gohan's discovery of a new energy source.
Apparently Arc and Marron wanted to move out of the city to get away from all the criminals that littered Satan City. Michael knew of course their real concern was that he would fall into the wrong crowd and usehis powers for hurt. It wasa realistic concern,but it hurt Michaelthat his parents didn't trust him.
He had been home schooled at his house with Faye. They didn't know that they would get through Highschool like a breeze and were very nervous. They both had very little friends their age, as all of there friends were their parent's friends.
"Mom, Dad I'm home," he said opening the door.
Arc and Marron appeared from the living room. Neither's appearence had changed excep tthat Marron wore her hair down now. It was from the Saiyan blood that pumped through their veins. The same blood that pumped through Arc, who already reached Nyuushin form two.
"You go to bednow son. It's ten o' clock and you aren't exactly the easiest sleeper to get up in the morning," Marron said, and he ran up stairs.
Arc looked at his wife and held her close. This was what life was about. Not risking your life for the good of man kind allthetime. Things had settled down, and Arc was enjoying every minute of it.
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This is kinda an Epilogue/Prologue since it sets up where the next story is going tostart. Soreview,and look out for my new story in the Nyuushin saga: "Michael Trigger: The Next Nyuushin"
Disclaimer:I don't own DB/Z/GT I do own Arc Trigger, Neena, Karen, Dash Daniels, Ben, Aborak, and the Nyuushin transformation, and Arc and Marron's kid who will be born in the next paragraph.
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Arc looked down at his baby son, he had dark brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He looked over and gave the baby to his wife. He kissed her on the cheek and they looked at their son.
"What should we name him?" Arc asked.
"How about Michael?" she suggested.
"Hmm... Michael. That would be good," he said looking at his son. Marron and Arc looked at each other and smiled.
* * * *
Sixteen year Michael Trigger stood on a hill looking at the sunset. He looked like his father at his age except that he had his mothers eyes. His eye's trained on the girl coming up the hill Faye 'Tragedy' Cross. Her long purple hair bobbed at the bottom. She had big black eyes, and a small nose. She wore a dark purple thermal with a white sleeveless shirt that had no midrift, and black pants.
Michael had on a dark green thermal, a black shirt, and baggy khakis on. He had shorter hair than his father, but one side still was ruffled.
"What took you so long Tragedy," he asked sitting down by the lone tree on the hill.
"My parents were freaking out, because tommorrow is the first day of highschool," she said in her sweet voice.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
She looked at him and smiled, "Ready as I'll ever be."
A voice came from a house down the hill, "Faye come on down, you have to get to bed early."
"Coming Mom," she said and then turned to Michael adding, "you'll be online tonight, right?"
He said, "Of course," and then gave the Trigger smirk (one eyebrow raised and a lopsided grin).
She ran down the hill and he turned and flew over the small patch of woods reaching his house. It was a big house bought from the profits of countless best sellers and his father's and Son Gohan's discovery of a new energy source.
Apparently Arc and Marron wanted to move out of the city to get away from all the criminals that littered Satan City. Michael knew of course their real concern was that he would fall into the wrong crowd and usehis powers for hurt. It wasa realistic concern,but it hurt Michaelthat his parents didn't trust him.
He had been home schooled at his house with Faye. They didn't know that they would get through Highschool like a breeze and were very nervous. They both had very little friends their age, as all of there friends were their parent's friends.
"Mom, Dad I'm home," he said opening the door.
Arc and Marron appeared from the living room. Neither's appearence had changed excep tthat Marron wore her hair down now. It was from the Saiyan blood that pumped through their veins. The same blood that pumped through Arc, who already reached Nyuushin form two.
"You go to bednow son. It's ten o' clock and you aren't exactly the easiest sleeper to get up in the morning," Marron said, and he ran up stairs.
Arc looked at his wife and held her close. This was what life was about. Not risking your life for the good of man kind allthetime. Things had settled down, and Arc was enjoying every minute of it.
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This is kinda an Epilogue/Prologue since it sets up where the next story is going tostart. Soreview,and look out for my new story in the Nyuushin saga: "Michael Trigger: The Next Nyuushin"