"Computer update!" he shouted.
"Ships closing in at mark 7.65465- Estimated time of arrival, three days..." The ship rattled off other things that still needed to be repaired and Trunks groaned; it looked like another sleepless night. Trunks worked through the night and into the day, he got a few hours sleep before working again. He had the ship done on the second day. He skipped school and worked on the old fuel cells himself. He had them done in a few hours, not really having the time at the moment to work on the ones he and his mother were working on. Trunks had to break the news to his mother that he had to go, but how? Trunks flew home as fast as he could, knowing that the ships would arrive any day to try and take him away. They would kill his family if they knew what he was. He landed home; wanting to get a head start before the ships arrived. He landed and ran inside.
"MOM! MOM COME HERE!" Trunks yelled,
"I'm in the lab!" Bulma called out faintly. Trunks barely heard her.
"Hey mom, I gotta run..." Trunks said as he entered the lab and was shocked to see several men holding his mother hostage.
"Whats going on here?" he asked, knowing the men were here for him but they didn't know that.
"We are looking for the Outlaw by the name of Green Dragon Radar. Do you know if he/she had been to this galaxy yet?"
"Uh who?" Trunks almost facefaulted, a sweat drop running down the back of his head, 'Green Dragon Radar? That's what they're calling me now? Couldn't they come up with something better?' he thought to himself.
"Never mind brat, goodbye," The men left a very confused Bulma and Trunks. When they were gone, Trunks burst out laughing.
"What kind of outlaw goes by the name of Green Dragon Radar." Bulma smiled,
"It is a stupid name." Bulma agreed. "Too bad your father hasn't woken up yet." Bulma sighed.
"I finished the power cells by the way, wanna give um a try, I could go with you..."
"Actually mom, that's why I came here. I wanted to tell you that I had to go. Somethings happening and I gotta go or all hells gonna break lose and I don't want you guys to get hurt in the back fire." Trunks said.
"Whats going to happen?" she asked, "You're not involved in drugs are you?" she asked,
"NO!" Trunks denied. "Its too complicated to explain at the moment, but if I tell you now, those guys that were just here might actually hurt you guys. I'm a Super Saiya-jin three and I still have a hell of a time fighting them off."
"Are you this Green Dragon?" She asked, worried. Trunks burst out laughing.
"That I can assure you mother, I am not," and that was the truth. He didn't go by it and he had a different name he liked to go by. Trunks smiled, kissed his mother and prepared to leave.
"Wait! Here, I made extra fuel cells, a dozen or so in all, and a lot of capsules I prepared incase Vegeta wanted to go in a space..." she handed him a large bag she put in a capsule. The bag was full of capsules of food and things he might need. She handed him several, dark, green Fuel tank capsules. Trunks kissed his mother on the forehead before launching into the air. Goten whom was near by, followed, Pan who was following Goten, followed closely behind, and Bra, who was wondering about Goten, followed closely behind Pan.
Trunks landed outside his ship and quickly changed the fuel cells, grinning; his mother was such a genius. While he was doing this, the three snuck on board. Trunks was so busy trying hard not to worry as he took off into space. "Man, mom made good power cells..." Trunks pulled something over his head and it settled over his neck, the three watched with amazed looks.
"Testing, testing, one two three. Okay it still works." Trunks's voice came out an emotionless, sexless, monotone. Trunks threw a dark cloak on, hiding his build and his face. A few seconds later he was haled.
"Green Dragon Radar, we know you are here, give up while you still have a chance!" The man on the other side said. He was wearing some kind of uniform.
"I know not of this Green Dragon Radar." Trunks said, voiding his real voice of emotions.
"Don't lie to us, you are the Green Dragon Radar!" the man roared angry. Trunks turned his ship sharply to the right, taking off for a planet several thousand galaxies over.
"No, I am not this Green Dragon Radar. I have no name. This name you give me is a fake one to give a nameless person. If you must call me anything, call me the Lone One." Trunks said, turning his hooded head downward more, looking at engine two, which wasn't fixed all the way.
"What did you steal this time?" the man asked knowing very well that Trunks would tell him. Trunks smirked in his shadowed hood.
"Supplies, Until next time gentlemen," Trunks said, ending the conversation. Trunks used the new cells and sped far out of range of the pursuing ships. Trunks sighed removing the voice changer and the cloak.
"Damn stuffy thing!" Trunks tossed it on the back of his chair and sat down grinning. "Looks like its round four hundred and seven, computer, take count," Trunks said,
"Four hundred and seven, count completed." The computer monotoned voice said.
Trunks threw his Ki out, making sure he didn't pick up any animals from Earth, and was shocked to find three strong life forces on board.
"Damnation, get your asses out here now before I blow you all to hell, Goten, Pan, and Bra!" Trunks roared, jumping to his feet, pissed off. The three quickly walked out as soon as his Ki started rising.
"Ships closing in at mark 7.65465- Estimated time of arrival, three days..." The ship rattled off other things that still needed to be repaired and Trunks groaned; it looked like another sleepless night. Trunks worked through the night and into the day, he got a few hours sleep before working again. He had the ship done on the second day. He skipped school and worked on the old fuel cells himself. He had them done in a few hours, not really having the time at the moment to work on the ones he and his mother were working on. Trunks had to break the news to his mother that he had to go, but how? Trunks flew home as fast as he could, knowing that the ships would arrive any day to try and take him away. They would kill his family if they knew what he was. He landed home; wanting to get a head start before the ships arrived. He landed and ran inside.
"MOM! MOM COME HERE!" Trunks yelled,
"I'm in the lab!" Bulma called out faintly. Trunks barely heard her.
"Hey mom, I gotta run..." Trunks said as he entered the lab and was shocked to see several men holding his mother hostage.
"Whats going on here?" he asked, knowing the men were here for him but they didn't know that.
"We are looking for the Outlaw by the name of Green Dragon Radar. Do you know if he/she had been to this galaxy yet?"
"Uh who?" Trunks almost facefaulted, a sweat drop running down the back of his head, 'Green Dragon Radar? That's what they're calling me now? Couldn't they come up with something better?' he thought to himself.
"Never mind brat, goodbye," The men left a very confused Bulma and Trunks. When they were gone, Trunks burst out laughing.
"What kind of outlaw goes by the name of Green Dragon Radar." Bulma smiled,
"It is a stupid name." Bulma agreed. "Too bad your father hasn't woken up yet." Bulma sighed.
"I finished the power cells by the way, wanna give um a try, I could go with you..."
"Actually mom, that's why I came here. I wanted to tell you that I had to go. Somethings happening and I gotta go or all hells gonna break lose and I don't want you guys to get hurt in the back fire." Trunks said.
"Whats going to happen?" she asked, "You're not involved in drugs are you?" she asked,
"NO!" Trunks denied. "Its too complicated to explain at the moment, but if I tell you now, those guys that were just here might actually hurt you guys. I'm a Super Saiya-jin three and I still have a hell of a time fighting them off."
"Are you this Green Dragon?" She asked, worried. Trunks burst out laughing.
"That I can assure you mother, I am not," and that was the truth. He didn't go by it and he had a different name he liked to go by. Trunks smiled, kissed his mother and prepared to leave.
"Wait! Here, I made extra fuel cells, a dozen or so in all, and a lot of capsules I prepared incase Vegeta wanted to go in a space..." she handed him a large bag she put in a capsule. The bag was full of capsules of food and things he might need. She handed him several, dark, green Fuel tank capsules. Trunks kissed his mother on the forehead before launching into the air. Goten whom was near by, followed, Pan who was following Goten, followed closely behind, and Bra, who was wondering about Goten, followed closely behind Pan.
Trunks landed outside his ship and quickly changed the fuel cells, grinning; his mother was such a genius. While he was doing this, the three snuck on board. Trunks was so busy trying hard not to worry as he took off into space. "Man, mom made good power cells..." Trunks pulled something over his head and it settled over his neck, the three watched with amazed looks.
"Testing, testing, one two three. Okay it still works." Trunks's voice came out an emotionless, sexless, monotone. Trunks threw a dark cloak on, hiding his build and his face. A few seconds later he was haled.
"Green Dragon Radar, we know you are here, give up while you still have a chance!" The man on the other side said. He was wearing some kind of uniform.
"I know not of this Green Dragon Radar." Trunks said, voiding his real voice of emotions.
"Don't lie to us, you are the Green Dragon Radar!" the man roared angry. Trunks turned his ship sharply to the right, taking off for a planet several thousand galaxies over.
"No, I am not this Green Dragon Radar. I have no name. This name you give me is a fake one to give a nameless person. If you must call me anything, call me the Lone One." Trunks said, turning his hooded head downward more, looking at engine two, which wasn't fixed all the way.
"What did you steal this time?" the man asked knowing very well that Trunks would tell him. Trunks smirked in his shadowed hood.
"Supplies, Until next time gentlemen," Trunks said, ending the conversation. Trunks used the new cells and sped far out of range of the pursuing ships. Trunks sighed removing the voice changer and the cloak.
"Damn stuffy thing!" Trunks tossed it on the back of his chair and sat down grinning. "Looks like its round four hundred and seven, computer, take count," Trunks said,
"Four hundred and seven, count completed." The computer monotoned voice said.
Trunks threw his Ki out, making sure he didn't pick up any animals from Earth, and was shocked to find three strong life forces on board.
"Damnation, get your asses out here now before I blow you all to hell, Goten, Pan, and Bra!" Trunks roared, jumping to his feet, pissed off. The three quickly walked out as soon as his Ki started rising.