The Lost Warrior - The Sequel

This is for all of you who read "The Lost Warrior"!

I hope you'll like this story as much as you did like "The Lost Warrior"!

I'll do my best to make it as good as the first one!

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z/GT

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Prologue

In a desert near a city a young man with a golden aura was fighting against a very strong monster. But even though the monster was really fat, the young man had a hard time just to land a hit at the thing, and it didn't even show his true power. After the monster sent the man to the ground, it just turned around and was about to fly away, but the man stood up again. "Stop," he said, coughing blood, "I'm still not finished with you…"

"You're no fun. I'm going elsewhere," the monster just said and took off.

"Damn! I couldn't lay a finger on him… again! As it looks now, the earth is lost. But at least he didn't fly in the direction of the city." The young man gathered all his left strength, and took off to the city.

He landed in front of a huge building, his home. The monster did already destroy many cities, but he still didn't come near to his home. He stumbled through the front door. "Mom!" he called with his last amount of strength. A woman with long, blue hair appeared.

"Oh my god Trunks! Are you okay? I'm so glad that you're alive!" As she said that, Trunks collapsed in her arms.

Trunks woke up with a terrible headache. He tried to focus on where he was and found his mother sleeping in a chair next to his bed. He tried to sit up, but was thrown back by a sharp pain in his head. His groaning woke Bulma up.

"Trunks, you're awake! How are you feeling?"

"Like ten trucks rolled over me. But how long have I been out?"

"Almost one week."

"What?" he shouted and sat up, but immediately putting a hand at his head noticing that it was bandaged.

"Trunks, lay down, you have to rest."

"No… I can't… He's still out there… killing people…" Trunks slowly got out of the bed.

"Trunks! You can't fight him now! He's too strong… and I don't want to lose you," Bulma told him, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"I know that he's strong… Buu's stronger than the androids or Cell… But you can't expect me to just sit here and watch how he slowly destroys this world, our world! I've seen it one time, and I don't want to see it again!" he shouted.

"There's still the time machine… You can go back again and…"

"And what? Ask the others for their help? No mom, I can't do that! They finally live in peace and I don't want any of them to risk their lives because of me… I don't want them to experience the same as we did."

"Sometimes I wish that you wouldn't be as stubborn and proud as your father. But if you don't want to ask them, then you could ask other warriors to help you."

"Huh? How do you mean that?"

"While you have been out, I finished my work at a portal, with which you could watch and travel into other dimensions. I'll show you, do you think you're able to walk." Trunks nodded.

As they arrived in Bulma's lab, Trunks immediately saw the portal. "Is it that?"

"Yes Trunks. So, what do you think?"

"Does it work?" Trunks inspected it and Bulma nodded.

"This machine searches for high ki signatures in other dimensions and I already found one, where are some very high ones. Here is some information about that planet earth," Bulma said and handed her son a piece of paper and a map of the planet.

"So, you've found about 8 power levels of which you think that they belong to warriors at this place?" Trunks asked and pointed to a red x on the map.

"Yep! So, do you want to go to this dimension?"

"When there are strong warriors who could help us defeating Buu, then I'll go."

"I hoped you would say that." She hugged him.

"But can I leave you alone?"

"Don't worry about that. We will stay in contact with these things." She gave him something that looked like a cell phone.

"What is that?"

"It's an interdimensional communicator. Oh and by the way… I have to do something with your hair!"

"With my hair? What? Why?" he asked, going with his hand through it.

"People on that planet don't have purple hair. But I've also thought of that…"

"No way, you won't dye my hair!"

"Don't worry Trunks. This is a special liquid, which will make your hair brown, but when you power up, it will become the old hair color."

Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Believe me. Okay, now, when do you want to go?"

"We can't lose any more time, so I just pack a few things and then I'm ready."

Half an hour later Trunks had gathered everything he might need and put it into a bag, which he capsulized (even his sword). After the last fight, his clothes were torn, so he decided to put on a pair of dark blue jeans, a black T-shirt and his blue CC-jacket, which he hadn't worn during the fight. He took of the bandage off of his head and walked back to the laboratory. Bulma had just finished programming the machine, when Trunks entered the lab. She turned around and smiled. "So, the machine is programmed. Are you ready?" Trunks nodded. "So, and now close your eyes." Bulma demanded as she sprayed the liquid in his hair and then held a mirror in front of his face. "You can reopen your eyes." Trunks looked at his reflection and ran his hand through his hair. "Do you like it?"

"I don't know… It doesn't look that bad… It's just a bit … strange…"

"I think it looks good on you."

Trunks looked at the portal. "I think I should go now."

"Farewell Trunks! And good luck."

"Don't worry mom. I'll come back and bring help. I promise." Trunks said as he hugged his mother. He broke away and walked to the portal.

"And Trunks! Here!" Bulma tossed him a small bottle.

"Hun? What is that?"

"Painkillers. For your head."

"Thank you mom!" With that, he walked through the portal.

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The portal opened in a small side way and Trunks stepped out. He immediately checked if someone watched him, but he was the only one in the street. He put out the communicator and pushed on a button. "Trunks? Is it you?"

"Yes mom, it's me. I just wanted to tell ya that I'm there."

"Good, and do you feel anything?"

Trunks concentrated and soon found a few higher kis. "Yes, I found some. I'll go now. Bye!"

"Bye!" He pushed the button again and put the communicator in his pocket. The kis were near, and so he walked to the direction from where he sensed them.

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So, this was the prologue of the sequel!

I hope you'll like this fic!

But please tell me!

Eternally yours

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PS: I've already finished the first chapter, but I wanted to let you wait a bit. :-p