"I'll ask once and only once. I want it coherent and I want it now. How in
the hell, Why in the hell, and what possessed you to get on my ship!" he
asked.
Goten started, "Well, I was curious about where you were going, so I followed."
Pan said, "Well, I was curious about what Goten thought of Bra and I followed him..."
Bra said, "I was just plain curious and followed Pan..."
By then Trunks was so angry his Ki was rising dangerously high. Turning his back on the three he punched a bunch of numbers in the ship. "Damn it I don't have enough supplies for three damn hungry demi-saiya-jins to eat. And if those bastards contact me again, I don't know where to hide you! You should never have come! ANY OF YOU!" Trunks yelled, making the others back up at his anger. They each sported a hurt look on their faces and Trunks tried to explain.
"Listen, and listen closely. I'm am an SSJ3 saiya-jin, and I still have trouble trying to beat these guys. DO YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF DANGER YOU'RE PUTTING YOUSELVES, AND COUNTLESS THOUSANDS IN DANGER?" Trunks yelled again, unable to hold in his anger any longer.
"There is a room in the back of the ship. Go in it, stay there, and do not leave. I don't want to hear one word from anyone." Trunks said after a few moments of thinking. "I have to find a way to get you home, after I erase your memories." Trunks pointing to a small hallway. The ship was small, extremely small. It held seven rooms in all, the bridge, a bedroom and half a bath, a small kitchen, engine room, and storage units. The engine room took up most of the space inside the ship. Trunks heard their feet moving toward the back of the ship and Trunks sat in the chair, trying his hardest to find a planet he hadn't hurt yet.
"Computer, find the nearest planet that doesn't know about me yet. I have to get a ship and a MRX-432 chip for that damn memory eraser."
"Searching." The others were in the room, more then likely, thinking of how stupid and unfair, Trunks was being. Trunks would explain it too them in a few minuets.
"Planet found, in the Nova matrix galaxy, highly hostel territory, one planet is peaceful."
"Name?"
"Nova fifty seven."
"Go there." Trunks stood up. After an hour or two of repairs, he found a few bedrolls and set them up in an empty storage unit. He set out two capsules full of food and went to collect the three demi-saiya-jins.
"Come on you three, I set up a place for you to stay, no sparring, you'll destroy something." He said, they followed him. Trunks was contemplating what to say to them when a hale came through. "Shit, go back, hurry up." Trunks said, worry and fear laced his voice, motivating the three to move quickly. Quickly Trunks got in his outfit and answered the hale.
"Green Dragon Radar, state your business in the galaxy." Said a man on the other side, dressed in was looked to be raider clothing.
"I know not of the Green Dragon Radar, I have no name, if you must call me something, call me the Lone One. My business is to find another ship." Trunks said boldly.
"What kind?" the man asked.
"One that flies, its worked and fully stocked." Trunks said,
"We have one, but it'll cost you. We want power cells." Trunks smirked under his hood.
"How many?" He asked. The man nodded to another man, power cells in the region were rare. The ship they wanted to give him didn't work on power cells, but Ki alone.
"Four."
"It's a deal, I'll transport the cells immediately. If I find any tracking devices on the ship, I will blow your planet to pieces, understood." The man paled and nodded. Trunks turned off the com. He was glad he didn't have to go all the way to Nova fifty-seven. He cut the transmission and the ship appeared out of no where, it had been cloaked. Trunks grinned, now he could get his friends home safely now. He transported the four old cells and once the small ship was docked, Trunks headed for his original destination. He went back and brought the others to the storage room.
"Okay, heres the deal. I'll tell you everything before I erase your memories because if the guys after me find you they will use you to get to me, if not kill you. I am in fact an outlaw. I free slaves and I steal stuff. Stuff some people don't use anymore, like this ship for instance. I stole it form a junk pile, it was getting ready to be crushed but I salvaged it and repaired it. They thought I stole, in a way I did, from someone else because I fixed it so well, but they didn't believe it. So I started freeing slaves and bringing them to peaceful planets to live. Those people respect me, however, when you snuck on board, you could have gotten me caught, they could have read my mind, and that would have but thousands if not millions in danger. Do you understand?" Trunks said to the three, whom just finished eating. They nodded,
"Good, I'm putting you on a ship as soon as I get a chip to erase you minds. I'd do it myself, I've got a bit of telepathy from some friends, but I'm not sure I'd do a good job. I'm still working on it. Now, no one knows who I am, they don't even know I'm a guy, I need it to stay that way. If they catch me, they'll find you and take you guys into slavery, I can't allow that, so I'm sending you home." Trunks smiled for the first time, "Don't worry about me, I've been in worse scrapes in this." Trunks nodded to the bedrolls. "Get some sleep, we land in the morning." Trunks got up and walked out, he sat in his chair and typed on his computer, getting robots to fix the engine. Trunks sighed, his cloak and voice changer still on, and he dozed off in his chair...
Goten started, "Well, I was curious about where you were going, so I followed."
Pan said, "Well, I was curious about what Goten thought of Bra and I followed him..."
Bra said, "I was just plain curious and followed Pan..."
By then Trunks was so angry his Ki was rising dangerously high. Turning his back on the three he punched a bunch of numbers in the ship. "Damn it I don't have enough supplies for three damn hungry demi-saiya-jins to eat. And if those bastards contact me again, I don't know where to hide you! You should never have come! ANY OF YOU!" Trunks yelled, making the others back up at his anger. They each sported a hurt look on their faces and Trunks tried to explain.
"Listen, and listen closely. I'm am an SSJ3 saiya-jin, and I still have trouble trying to beat these guys. DO YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF DANGER YOU'RE PUTTING YOUSELVES, AND COUNTLESS THOUSANDS IN DANGER?" Trunks yelled again, unable to hold in his anger any longer.
"There is a room in the back of the ship. Go in it, stay there, and do not leave. I don't want to hear one word from anyone." Trunks said after a few moments of thinking. "I have to find a way to get you home, after I erase your memories." Trunks pointing to a small hallway. The ship was small, extremely small. It held seven rooms in all, the bridge, a bedroom and half a bath, a small kitchen, engine room, and storage units. The engine room took up most of the space inside the ship. Trunks heard their feet moving toward the back of the ship and Trunks sat in the chair, trying his hardest to find a planet he hadn't hurt yet.
"Computer, find the nearest planet that doesn't know about me yet. I have to get a ship and a MRX-432 chip for that damn memory eraser."
"Searching." The others were in the room, more then likely, thinking of how stupid and unfair, Trunks was being. Trunks would explain it too them in a few minuets.
"Planet found, in the Nova matrix galaxy, highly hostel territory, one planet is peaceful."
"Name?"
"Nova fifty seven."
"Go there." Trunks stood up. After an hour or two of repairs, he found a few bedrolls and set them up in an empty storage unit. He set out two capsules full of food and went to collect the three demi-saiya-jins.
"Come on you three, I set up a place for you to stay, no sparring, you'll destroy something." He said, they followed him. Trunks was contemplating what to say to them when a hale came through. "Shit, go back, hurry up." Trunks said, worry and fear laced his voice, motivating the three to move quickly. Quickly Trunks got in his outfit and answered the hale.
"Green Dragon Radar, state your business in the galaxy." Said a man on the other side, dressed in was looked to be raider clothing.
"I know not of the Green Dragon Radar, I have no name, if you must call me something, call me the Lone One. My business is to find another ship." Trunks said boldly.
"What kind?" the man asked.
"One that flies, its worked and fully stocked." Trunks said,
"We have one, but it'll cost you. We want power cells." Trunks smirked under his hood.
"How many?" He asked. The man nodded to another man, power cells in the region were rare. The ship they wanted to give him didn't work on power cells, but Ki alone.
"Four."
"It's a deal, I'll transport the cells immediately. If I find any tracking devices on the ship, I will blow your planet to pieces, understood." The man paled and nodded. Trunks turned off the com. He was glad he didn't have to go all the way to Nova fifty-seven. He cut the transmission and the ship appeared out of no where, it had been cloaked. Trunks grinned, now he could get his friends home safely now. He transported the four old cells and once the small ship was docked, Trunks headed for his original destination. He went back and brought the others to the storage room.
"Okay, heres the deal. I'll tell you everything before I erase your memories because if the guys after me find you they will use you to get to me, if not kill you. I am in fact an outlaw. I free slaves and I steal stuff. Stuff some people don't use anymore, like this ship for instance. I stole it form a junk pile, it was getting ready to be crushed but I salvaged it and repaired it. They thought I stole, in a way I did, from someone else because I fixed it so well, but they didn't believe it. So I started freeing slaves and bringing them to peaceful planets to live. Those people respect me, however, when you snuck on board, you could have gotten me caught, they could have read my mind, and that would have but thousands if not millions in danger. Do you understand?" Trunks said to the three, whom just finished eating. They nodded,
"Good, I'm putting you on a ship as soon as I get a chip to erase you minds. I'd do it myself, I've got a bit of telepathy from some friends, but I'm not sure I'd do a good job. I'm still working on it. Now, no one knows who I am, they don't even know I'm a guy, I need it to stay that way. If they catch me, they'll find you and take you guys into slavery, I can't allow that, so I'm sending you home." Trunks smiled for the first time, "Don't worry about me, I've been in worse scrapes in this." Trunks nodded to the bedrolls. "Get some sleep, we land in the morning." Trunks got up and walked out, he sat in his chair and typed on his computer, getting robots to fix the engine. Trunks sighed, his cloak and voice changer still on, and he dozed off in his chair...