Trunks didn't know what was going on when he was dragged from his daily
beating to a small, empty room with a glass wall. Trunks could shatter the
wall with ease, but he was supposed to be a weak fool. Trunks slumped on
the wall for support, like he needed it, and stared in growing horror as
his family walked into the room. He made his face expressionless as they
walked forward to a microphone.
"Trunks, how are you doing?" Bulma asked,
"Who the hell are you people?" Trunks asked, keeping his voice expressionless. His mother's face took on a look of horror as Trunks raised his eye brows.
"Who's Trunks? My name is Lone One, and if your another pathetic family claiming to be mine, leave now, my family died a long time ago," Trunks looked at each in the face. Even Vegeta looked confused. Trunks had long ago remembered everything, but he kept it hidden from the guards.
'Whats going on with you boy?" Vegeta asked, all saiya-jins had some kind of telepathic powers.
'Take care of mom, I can't have a family or they will kill you all just to get back at me. Leave now,' Trunks said.
He kicked the door for someone to come and get him,
"What do you want Lone One?" the man asked,
"Who the hell are they?" he asked, as if he really didn't know,
"They're your family, don't you remember?" the guard said with a sneer.
"No, they are not my family, my family died years ago, get me outta here, I got a beating I want to get back too. Its better then getting another stupid family claiming to be mine." Trunks said, as if this thing happened all the time. The guards changed all the time, so this guard didn't know any better. With a last glare at the people, his real family, he left the room and went back to his beating, which he gladly faked a blackout in order to get out of it.
The only thing that bothered Trunks, was the look of horror on his mother's face as he glared at them and told them that his family had died. At least his father could explain it now to them. Trunks, after lying still for over two hours, moved his arms and legs. He opened his eyes and looked around his dank and dark cell. Trunks groaned, he missed his family, and he hated doing that to them. Trunks frowned and looked out of his window, the small one. The moon was showing, too bad he couldn't go into his Oozaru, then he could really kick some ass. Trunks sighed and then the door to his cell opened,
"Look, I've had my beating for the day, get lost." Trunks said,
"Nah, got a room mate for you." The guard said, Trunks spun around and was shocked to see Pan standing there, he hid it well. Pan's handcuffs were removed, actually they were Ki dampers/drainers.
"Why with me and not someone else?" Trunks asked,
"You know we sort you bastards by power levels, we thought if you had someone to spar with, you might be a bit more fun during your, exercise period." Trunks snorted,
"Exercise my ass, shes no where near my power level." Trunks said, trying his damnedest to get rid of her.
"You're not gonna take advantage of such ah, beautiful same of your female race?" The guard asked,
"I'm not that low, I free slaves, not rape them." Trunks said, the guard shoved Pan forward,
"Good, then she can stay with you cause the others wanted to." The guard smiled faintly. Trunks knew that Gifthor was putting on a show for Pan. Trunks could trust the man with his life and had done so several times, he'd freed his wife and children from bondage. Gifthor thought it was his was of repaying the debt.
'Don't worry Gifthor, shes a friend, she must have been trying to free me. Stupid thing to do really, now I have to alter my damn escape planes, see ya next month.' Trunks said mentally.
"Next time Brat." The man said, locking the cell behind him.
"What was that about Trunks?" Pan asked, sitting on the bed.
"Why do you people insist on calling me that demeaning name? My name is Lone One, get use to it Baka." Trunks said, "Bottom bunk is mine." He growled, lying down. Pan transferred to the top bunk.
"Lone One? What kind of name is that Trunks?"
"Stop calling me that, it's not my name." Trunks insisted, "Call me that again, and I will blast you into the next dimension." Trunks threatened.
"Whats gotten into you Tru..." A Ki ball barely grazed her head as it impacted the wall behind her,
"I warned you, next time heed my words..." The guards came running in and grabbed Trunks's arms as quickly as they could, dragging him from his bunk. Trunks fought off a few of them but in the end, he acted too weak for them and succumbered to the beating he was given for firing a Ki blast, no matter how minor it was. When they left, Trunks made sure they were gone before jumping to his feet. He looked both ways before walking over to the small sink to wash off the little blood that had been drawn.
"That's what happens when you fire a Ki blast." Trunks said,
"If your Saiya-jin, like I think you are, it won't hurt as much. It doesn't hurt at all. The only thing it does is drain your energy a bit." Trunks said. Trunks waited by the bars, waiting for the guards to walk by. When the squad of eighteen finished making its rounds, Trunks quickly dragged Pan down onto his Bunk and broke into her mind, albeit painfully, but it had to be done.
'Okay, don't think a thought and thinking a phrase don't think anything until I explain, got it Pan-chan? Good, now what the hell were you doing here? Wait until I finish before you start thinking, your gonna have one hell of a headache when were done. Now, I am going to break out of here, but I am gonna have to change my plans. There's no choice now but to drag you with me. I work alone, I always have, I don't need someone else to baby- sit because I already have...' Trunks rattled off a long number that made Pan's eyes widen greatly, 'To baby-sit, got it. I can't have another person to try and figure out how to save. But it looks like I've got no choice in the matter. Now explain just how you got here and make it quick, the guards will back soon and they can tell when I use telepathic powers on someone.'
'Well, uh, your mom thought that it would be a good idea if I could get in here to free you. She made a transporter and I was going to use it, but I don't think I could use it here without them trying to follow us.' Pan thought.
'Stupid mothers,' Trunks thought. 'We're gonna have to move fast, as soon as I redo my plans, we'll get outta here.'
'Your mother is not stupid, shes worried.' Pan snapped, not liking Trunks at the moment.
'Your right, but if she would have used her head she would have known I was her son and already had a plan to get my ass outta here, now I have to work with you too!' Trunks snapped right back, cutting the connection. Pan immediately fell asleep on the bed, as Trunks knew would happen, and racked his brain for ideas....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wanna know what happens next? Too bad, not even I know that question! Sorry guys. Hope ya like the story. Can't ya tell I got really board when the site was down? I put out the chapters so fast it probably made your head spin. Well, there gonna come out slower cause I'm getting writers block with some of these stories. Tabi-chan
"Trunks, how are you doing?" Bulma asked,
"Who the hell are you people?" Trunks asked, keeping his voice expressionless. His mother's face took on a look of horror as Trunks raised his eye brows.
"Who's Trunks? My name is Lone One, and if your another pathetic family claiming to be mine, leave now, my family died a long time ago," Trunks looked at each in the face. Even Vegeta looked confused. Trunks had long ago remembered everything, but he kept it hidden from the guards.
'Whats going on with you boy?" Vegeta asked, all saiya-jins had some kind of telepathic powers.
'Take care of mom, I can't have a family or they will kill you all just to get back at me. Leave now,' Trunks said.
He kicked the door for someone to come and get him,
"What do you want Lone One?" the man asked,
"Who the hell are they?" he asked, as if he really didn't know,
"They're your family, don't you remember?" the guard said with a sneer.
"No, they are not my family, my family died years ago, get me outta here, I got a beating I want to get back too. Its better then getting another stupid family claiming to be mine." Trunks said, as if this thing happened all the time. The guards changed all the time, so this guard didn't know any better. With a last glare at the people, his real family, he left the room and went back to his beating, which he gladly faked a blackout in order to get out of it.
The only thing that bothered Trunks, was the look of horror on his mother's face as he glared at them and told them that his family had died. At least his father could explain it now to them. Trunks, after lying still for over two hours, moved his arms and legs. He opened his eyes and looked around his dank and dark cell. Trunks groaned, he missed his family, and he hated doing that to them. Trunks frowned and looked out of his window, the small one. The moon was showing, too bad he couldn't go into his Oozaru, then he could really kick some ass. Trunks sighed and then the door to his cell opened,
"Look, I've had my beating for the day, get lost." Trunks said,
"Nah, got a room mate for you." The guard said, Trunks spun around and was shocked to see Pan standing there, he hid it well. Pan's handcuffs were removed, actually they were Ki dampers/drainers.
"Why with me and not someone else?" Trunks asked,
"You know we sort you bastards by power levels, we thought if you had someone to spar with, you might be a bit more fun during your, exercise period." Trunks snorted,
"Exercise my ass, shes no where near my power level." Trunks said, trying his damnedest to get rid of her.
"You're not gonna take advantage of such ah, beautiful same of your female race?" The guard asked,
"I'm not that low, I free slaves, not rape them." Trunks said, the guard shoved Pan forward,
"Good, then she can stay with you cause the others wanted to." The guard smiled faintly. Trunks knew that Gifthor was putting on a show for Pan. Trunks could trust the man with his life and had done so several times, he'd freed his wife and children from bondage. Gifthor thought it was his was of repaying the debt.
'Don't worry Gifthor, shes a friend, she must have been trying to free me. Stupid thing to do really, now I have to alter my damn escape planes, see ya next month.' Trunks said mentally.
"Next time Brat." The man said, locking the cell behind him.
"What was that about Trunks?" Pan asked, sitting on the bed.
"Why do you people insist on calling me that demeaning name? My name is Lone One, get use to it Baka." Trunks said, "Bottom bunk is mine." He growled, lying down. Pan transferred to the top bunk.
"Lone One? What kind of name is that Trunks?"
"Stop calling me that, it's not my name." Trunks insisted, "Call me that again, and I will blast you into the next dimension." Trunks threatened.
"Whats gotten into you Tru..." A Ki ball barely grazed her head as it impacted the wall behind her,
"I warned you, next time heed my words..." The guards came running in and grabbed Trunks's arms as quickly as they could, dragging him from his bunk. Trunks fought off a few of them but in the end, he acted too weak for them and succumbered to the beating he was given for firing a Ki blast, no matter how minor it was. When they left, Trunks made sure they were gone before jumping to his feet. He looked both ways before walking over to the small sink to wash off the little blood that had been drawn.
"That's what happens when you fire a Ki blast." Trunks said,
"If your Saiya-jin, like I think you are, it won't hurt as much. It doesn't hurt at all. The only thing it does is drain your energy a bit." Trunks said. Trunks waited by the bars, waiting for the guards to walk by. When the squad of eighteen finished making its rounds, Trunks quickly dragged Pan down onto his Bunk and broke into her mind, albeit painfully, but it had to be done.
'Okay, don't think a thought and thinking a phrase don't think anything until I explain, got it Pan-chan? Good, now what the hell were you doing here? Wait until I finish before you start thinking, your gonna have one hell of a headache when were done. Now, I am going to break out of here, but I am gonna have to change my plans. There's no choice now but to drag you with me. I work alone, I always have, I don't need someone else to baby- sit because I already have...' Trunks rattled off a long number that made Pan's eyes widen greatly, 'To baby-sit, got it. I can't have another person to try and figure out how to save. But it looks like I've got no choice in the matter. Now explain just how you got here and make it quick, the guards will back soon and they can tell when I use telepathic powers on someone.'
'Well, uh, your mom thought that it would be a good idea if I could get in here to free you. She made a transporter and I was going to use it, but I don't think I could use it here without them trying to follow us.' Pan thought.
'Stupid mothers,' Trunks thought. 'We're gonna have to move fast, as soon as I redo my plans, we'll get outta here.'
'Your mother is not stupid, shes worried.' Pan snapped, not liking Trunks at the moment.
'Your right, but if she would have used her head she would have known I was her son and already had a plan to get my ass outta here, now I have to work with you too!' Trunks snapped right back, cutting the connection. Pan immediately fell asleep on the bed, as Trunks knew would happen, and racked his brain for ideas....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wanna know what happens next? Too bad, not even I know that question! Sorry guys. Hope ya like the story. Can't ya tell I got really board when the site was down? I put out the chapters so fast it probably made your head spin. Well, there gonna come out slower cause I'm getting writers block with some of these stories. Tabi-chan