Prologue
The story is an alternate to what happened when Trunks went to the past to prevent his future.
"Calm down Mom, I'll be ok."
"It's just that you're our only hope for a peaceful future," cried Bulma as Trunks climbed into her latest invention. "Be safe and remember, I love you," she spoke to her son as the bubbled canopy closed down to seal her son's fate and her future…
Bulma stepped back and watched as the time capsule slowly phased out of her time and into the past. "May he save us all."
*Something doesn't seem right about Mom's plan. It's all too neat. Maybe if I could bring back Gohan's father, to our time, he could beat them here and then go back and beat them in his own time. *
The time capsule shimmered into existence, in the past, before even Trunks was born. "Now it's time to make history," Trunks says as the canopy opens and he leaps out. His feet never touched the ground; fore he was on a mission and already flying towards a spaceship carrying the evil tyrant Frieza.
Slashing and slicing, Trunks made quick work of Frieza's henchmen. Upon returning his sword to its sheath, Frieza's men quickly open fire against this new purple haired warrior. "You will die by my sword Frieza, I'll bet my life on it."
"Ha ha ha! Get him!" Frieza yelled with an almost joyful tone in his voice.
In a swift movement, Trunks pulled his sword from its sheath and charged the oncoming soldiers. In less than a second, he was through them. They stood there and slowly stared at each other as the effects of the attack took hold, causing them to scream and thrash, with the realization that each one had been cut in half by the teen's sword.
Frieza simply stares at the boy who likewise returns the deathly gaze. "You should know that I wield more power than you can imagine. Gokou isn't the only Super Saiya-jin, you know." Trunks' words cut into Frieza as if it were the blade in his hands. Frieza's eyes bulged from their sockets and this new information.
Raising his arms slightly, Trunks began to scream, feeling the rage building inside of his soul. Rocks and boulders suddenly became weightless and left their positions on the ground. A golden aura surrounded the young warrior as he tilted his head back to stare into the sky. Frieza's new scouter exploded in the side of his head at the sudden burst in energy.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Trunks screamed. The boulders in mid air exploded showering Frieza and King Cold with small fragments. Tilting his head, Trunks revealed his great secret to his enemies. Golden hair, divided down the center, adorned his head and a golden aura enveloped his body and the blade in his hand.
Frieza charged and fired and energy beam at the golden haired teen who easily deflected it. The cyborg stepped back in awe of this Super Saiya- jin and how easily his attack was made ineffective. Deciding to put a quick end to this match, Frieza began charging and energy ball large enough to penetrate to the core of the planet, and cause it to rip apart at the seams. The ball grew quickly in size and strength, but Trunks calmly stared at Frieza as if he were nothing but one of his own henchmen. After seeing the look on the teenager's face, he threw the giant death ball.
Trunks just watched as it approached him. Closer and closer. Finally, it reached him and the teen put up his hands to stop the energy from heading to the center of the planet. It was a large amount of energy and pushed Trunks into the ground, but quickly stopped. The young Super Saiya-jin, still carrying the death ball emerged from the crater.
"No, you can't still be alive!" Frieza screeched. Raising his right arm, he fired an energy blast into the giant orb. Changing from red to an almost black color, the death ball began to become unstable. The energy was becoming unstable and was released directly above Trunks. The energy enveloped him and the surrounding area. A great wind pushed Frieza back slightly as he brought up his hand to shield his face from the blast.
"Ha ha ha. What took you so long Frieza? I thought you were the strongest being in the universe," King Cold stated to his son, who was still shielding his face.
"I was only playing with him," insisted Frieza.
Behind the two, the same blonde teenager, with hair blowing in the wind, stood on a ridge facing the two tyrants. "Frieza!"
The cyborg turns to see the boy; he had just destroyed, standing on a ridge behind him.
Quickly moving his hands in front of his chest, he brings them to a halt with his palms facing directly at Frieza and his father. "Burning Attack!" screams Trunks. With a quick movement, Frieza dodges the blast, but barely. While Frieza was sidestepping, Trunks jumped forward, sword in hand, and charged Frieza. With one swift movement, Trunks brought his sword down on Frieza's skull, completely slicing him in half.
King Cold stepped backwards in shock and amazement as his son was turned into sushi.
Trunks moved his hands quickly and fired another burning attack at Frieza's halves, completely disintegrating his body. Taking a deep breath, Trunks returned to his normal stance and looked directly at King Cold, who new he was going to be next.
"I'll make a deal with you. Spare me and you shall rule the universe by my side, as Frieza did," the words left King Cold's mouth almost breathlessly.
Trunks looked away, as if contemplating his offer. "No dice," he said and stepped forward, challenging King Cold.
Thinking quickly, King Cold asks to see his mystical blade. Trunks handed it over to Cold. "I bet that you couldn't beat me without your precious sword," the tyrant says as he laughs at Trunks.
"Believe what you want," the teenage wonder says, taking a fighting stance. Cold charges him and brings down the blade on Trunks' skull. But before that happens, the golden haired teen grabs the blade and pushes Cold back.
Trunks brings his free hand up to King Cold's chest and places his palm against Cold's skin. "Game over," he says and energy rips through Cold's back, killing him instantly.
Returning his sword to its rightful place on his back, Trunks blinked twice and was back to his lavender haired self. Turning around, he sees that the Z Warriors have been watching the entire fight. Instead of filling the in on what had just happened, he takes flight, heading towards Gokou's landing point. The warriors give chase and land next to this lavender haired teen, dressed in Capsule Corps gear.
Glancing at his watch, the blonde teen the looks at the rest of the group. "It'll be a little over two hours from now."
The story is an alternate to what happened when Trunks went to the past to prevent his future.
"Calm down Mom, I'll be ok."
"It's just that you're our only hope for a peaceful future," cried Bulma as Trunks climbed into her latest invention. "Be safe and remember, I love you," she spoke to her son as the bubbled canopy closed down to seal her son's fate and her future…
Bulma stepped back and watched as the time capsule slowly phased out of her time and into the past. "May he save us all."
*Something doesn't seem right about Mom's plan. It's all too neat. Maybe if I could bring back Gohan's father, to our time, he could beat them here and then go back and beat them in his own time. *
The time capsule shimmered into existence, in the past, before even Trunks was born. "Now it's time to make history," Trunks says as the canopy opens and he leaps out. His feet never touched the ground; fore he was on a mission and already flying towards a spaceship carrying the evil tyrant Frieza.
Slashing and slicing, Trunks made quick work of Frieza's henchmen. Upon returning his sword to its sheath, Frieza's men quickly open fire against this new purple haired warrior. "You will die by my sword Frieza, I'll bet my life on it."
"Ha ha ha! Get him!" Frieza yelled with an almost joyful tone in his voice.
In a swift movement, Trunks pulled his sword from its sheath and charged the oncoming soldiers. In less than a second, he was through them. They stood there and slowly stared at each other as the effects of the attack took hold, causing them to scream and thrash, with the realization that each one had been cut in half by the teen's sword.
Frieza simply stares at the boy who likewise returns the deathly gaze. "You should know that I wield more power than you can imagine. Gokou isn't the only Super Saiya-jin, you know." Trunks' words cut into Frieza as if it were the blade in his hands. Frieza's eyes bulged from their sockets and this new information.
Raising his arms slightly, Trunks began to scream, feeling the rage building inside of his soul. Rocks and boulders suddenly became weightless and left their positions on the ground. A golden aura surrounded the young warrior as he tilted his head back to stare into the sky. Frieza's new scouter exploded in the side of his head at the sudden burst in energy.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Trunks screamed. The boulders in mid air exploded showering Frieza and King Cold with small fragments. Tilting his head, Trunks revealed his great secret to his enemies. Golden hair, divided down the center, adorned his head and a golden aura enveloped his body and the blade in his hand.
Frieza charged and fired and energy beam at the golden haired teen who easily deflected it. The cyborg stepped back in awe of this Super Saiya- jin and how easily his attack was made ineffective. Deciding to put a quick end to this match, Frieza began charging and energy ball large enough to penetrate to the core of the planet, and cause it to rip apart at the seams. The ball grew quickly in size and strength, but Trunks calmly stared at Frieza as if he were nothing but one of his own henchmen. After seeing the look on the teenager's face, he threw the giant death ball.
Trunks just watched as it approached him. Closer and closer. Finally, it reached him and the teen put up his hands to stop the energy from heading to the center of the planet. It was a large amount of energy and pushed Trunks into the ground, but quickly stopped. The young Super Saiya-jin, still carrying the death ball emerged from the crater.
"No, you can't still be alive!" Frieza screeched. Raising his right arm, he fired an energy blast into the giant orb. Changing from red to an almost black color, the death ball began to become unstable. The energy was becoming unstable and was released directly above Trunks. The energy enveloped him and the surrounding area. A great wind pushed Frieza back slightly as he brought up his hand to shield his face from the blast.
"Ha ha ha. What took you so long Frieza? I thought you were the strongest being in the universe," King Cold stated to his son, who was still shielding his face.
"I was only playing with him," insisted Frieza.
Behind the two, the same blonde teenager, with hair blowing in the wind, stood on a ridge facing the two tyrants. "Frieza!"
The cyborg turns to see the boy; he had just destroyed, standing on a ridge behind him.
Quickly moving his hands in front of his chest, he brings them to a halt with his palms facing directly at Frieza and his father. "Burning Attack!" screams Trunks. With a quick movement, Frieza dodges the blast, but barely. While Frieza was sidestepping, Trunks jumped forward, sword in hand, and charged Frieza. With one swift movement, Trunks brought his sword down on Frieza's skull, completely slicing him in half.
King Cold stepped backwards in shock and amazement as his son was turned into sushi.
Trunks moved his hands quickly and fired another burning attack at Frieza's halves, completely disintegrating his body. Taking a deep breath, Trunks returned to his normal stance and looked directly at King Cold, who new he was going to be next.
"I'll make a deal with you. Spare me and you shall rule the universe by my side, as Frieza did," the words left King Cold's mouth almost breathlessly.
Trunks looked away, as if contemplating his offer. "No dice," he said and stepped forward, challenging King Cold.
Thinking quickly, King Cold asks to see his mystical blade. Trunks handed it over to Cold. "I bet that you couldn't beat me without your precious sword," the tyrant says as he laughs at Trunks.
"Believe what you want," the teenage wonder says, taking a fighting stance. Cold charges him and brings down the blade on Trunks' skull. But before that happens, the golden haired teen grabs the blade and pushes Cold back.
Trunks brings his free hand up to King Cold's chest and places his palm against Cold's skin. "Game over," he says and energy rips through Cold's back, killing him instantly.
Returning his sword to its rightful place on his back, Trunks blinked twice and was back to his lavender haired self. Turning around, he sees that the Z Warriors have been watching the entire fight. Instead of filling the in on what had just happened, he takes flight, heading towards Gokou's landing point. The warriors give chase and land next to this lavender haired teen, dressed in Capsule Corps gear.
Glancing at his watch, the blonde teen the looks at the rest of the group. "It'll be a little over two hours from now."