OK chapter 5 (wow this is the longest fic ive ever typed up) cant think of
anything to say here so on with the story
Disclaimer: i don't own dbz
Mirai Timeline
Trunks age 14 (the day after Bra saved him from the pool)
"Trunks" Bulmas voice echoed down the hallway, she stuck her head in the door. "I'm going over to Chichi's, I have to give her the bad news about Gohan, honey, do you feel like coming?" Trunks's room was dark, sunlight being blocked by thick black curtains, it was like a war time blackout. Trunks rolled over and groaned.
"Okay then, I'll be back for tea, make sure you eat something before then though, you need to keep you strength up," she moved closer to her sons bed and ruffled his hair "I know you're grieving honey, I know its hard". Trunks just moaned again, so Bulma left him in peace, and closed the door gently behind her.
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Trunks moved, slowly, towards the door where the smallest trickle of light was coming through, something was weighing him down, as if forcing him to the floor. His eyelids felt so, so heavy, his face and body were wet from the pool or from sweat, he could tell, it wasn't a nice feeling anyhow. He needed a shower, desperately, a long icy cold one. Halfway across his room a massive pain seemed to smash against his ribs from the inside, stealing his breath from him. Moaning in pain he collapsed to his knees, arms pressed against his chest and his thighs as his forehead rested against the soft carpet of his floor. *Moving was NOT a good idea* he thought, *maybe I should just go back to sleep*. Which he did, in the middle of his floor, where Bulma found him that evening.
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Normal Timeline
"There's one here" whispered Pan to Bra, as they crouched out of sight behind a park bench, examining the Dragon radar "right here in the city". She pushed the little side button marked 'map' and raised her eyebrows at what she saw "It looks like its at Capsule corp., yes it is"
"Otusan's probably got it, I don't think he ever gave up on that immortality wish of his, dammit, that means we have to go back" Bra sighed "at least they'll all be asleep by now, thanks to Trunks and Goten." She swung her school bag over her shoulders, filled almost to the top with capsules containing everything they might need during their journey, "well come on" she said to Pan, who brushed a dead leaf and a couple of beetles of her legs.
"Hai, lets go back" agreed Pan
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Sneaking in was easy enough, everyone was piled on top of each other in sleep, and an orchestra of snores arose, ranging from "ZZZZZZZZ ppffffff" to "haaaaaa, snort, haaaaa SNOOOORT". Finding the actual Dragonball was harder, Pan was certain it was hidden somewhere in the attic, and Bra, knowing Pan was the expert on the radar (well, more of an expert that herself) didn't doubt her. The attic of Capsule Corp was huge, dark and dusty, piled wall to wall with boxes of old toys, misguided attempts at inventions by Dr Breifs, and very old baby pictures that Bra made a mental note to remember and use as blackmail one day.
"The dust is thinner over here" whispered Pan, as she pushed a couple of boxes aside, peering at the writing scrawled across the front "Blueprints for flying lunch trays, what?" She shook her head, then placed her hand on something round. "Hey Bra, shine that torch over here"
It was a croquet ball, there were dozens of them "who in your family plays croquet?" asked Pan, Bra shrugged, then noticed something
"Over there, under the rag pile, something shiny" she crawled towards it "Yes, this is it!" she cried, standing up triumphantly with the Dragonball in her hand "The Three star, Come on lets go"
As they made their way back to the trapdoor over the hall, a huge black spider fell onto Bra arm and she jumped backwards in shock, knocking over a massive pile of newspapers and magazines, that threatened to fall, then fell. Bra leaped down the trapdoor, followed by Pan, who executed a perfect swan dive, and landed in a crouching position on the floor. Newspaper toppled out after them, making a giant, BOOOOM CRUNCH THUDD DDD DD" and "poof": as a few stuffed toys landed on top. Bra and Pan scarpered off down the hall and out the nearest window.
Downstairs, Trunks and Goten were playing a drinking game
"Bekato" Said Goten, lips attempting to cover his teeth, and failing,
"I saw your teeth, you drink" Laughed Trunks, "okay my turn, umm Tamanda"
"what was that?"
"Charmander"
"No, that noise"
"what noise"
"Oh well, my go, uhh, "wartorkle"
"saw your teeth, drink again"
"Dammit"
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Future Timeline
Trunks woke up in the sick bay section of Capsule Corp. He groaned and tried to shield his eyes from the light, but the movement of his arm made him dizzy. Bulma moved from her desk at her sons movement, and peered down at him. "Trunks, how do you feel?"
Trunks looked up at three faces that looked suspiciously like his mother, "Ow" he whispered, his head throbbed with pain. Three hands brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes, Trunks was glad he was lying down, the movement of the hands was too dizzying and he was sure he would have fallen over had he not been in bed. Keeping his eyes shut, he asked his mother "What's wrong with me?"
"Don't worry honey, I called a doctor. I found you in your room last night, you sounded like you were talking to someone, and you looked in so much pain. Are you sure the androids didn't do anything to you?"
Trunks shock his head, then sincerely regretted it, the room was shaking for hours after woulds. Then he remembered the androids, and Gohan, how could he had forgotten? Trunks moaned again, this time from grief, and didn't say anything more.
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Reveiws? Anyone?
Disclaimer: i don't own dbz
Mirai Timeline
Trunks age 14 (the day after Bra saved him from the pool)
"Trunks" Bulmas voice echoed down the hallway, she stuck her head in the door. "I'm going over to Chichi's, I have to give her the bad news about Gohan, honey, do you feel like coming?" Trunks's room was dark, sunlight being blocked by thick black curtains, it was like a war time blackout. Trunks rolled over and groaned.
"Okay then, I'll be back for tea, make sure you eat something before then though, you need to keep you strength up," she moved closer to her sons bed and ruffled his hair "I know you're grieving honey, I know its hard". Trunks just moaned again, so Bulma left him in peace, and closed the door gently behind her.
***************
Trunks moved, slowly, towards the door where the smallest trickle of light was coming through, something was weighing him down, as if forcing him to the floor. His eyelids felt so, so heavy, his face and body were wet from the pool or from sweat, he could tell, it wasn't a nice feeling anyhow. He needed a shower, desperately, a long icy cold one. Halfway across his room a massive pain seemed to smash against his ribs from the inside, stealing his breath from him. Moaning in pain he collapsed to his knees, arms pressed against his chest and his thighs as his forehead rested against the soft carpet of his floor. *Moving was NOT a good idea* he thought, *maybe I should just go back to sleep*. Which he did, in the middle of his floor, where Bulma found him that evening.
******************
Normal Timeline
"There's one here" whispered Pan to Bra, as they crouched out of sight behind a park bench, examining the Dragon radar "right here in the city". She pushed the little side button marked 'map' and raised her eyebrows at what she saw "It looks like its at Capsule corp., yes it is"
"Otusan's probably got it, I don't think he ever gave up on that immortality wish of his, dammit, that means we have to go back" Bra sighed "at least they'll all be asleep by now, thanks to Trunks and Goten." She swung her school bag over her shoulders, filled almost to the top with capsules containing everything they might need during their journey, "well come on" she said to Pan, who brushed a dead leaf and a couple of beetles of her legs.
"Hai, lets go back" agreed Pan
*******************************
Sneaking in was easy enough, everyone was piled on top of each other in sleep, and an orchestra of snores arose, ranging from "ZZZZZZZZ ppffffff" to "haaaaaa, snort, haaaaa SNOOOORT". Finding the actual Dragonball was harder, Pan was certain it was hidden somewhere in the attic, and Bra, knowing Pan was the expert on the radar (well, more of an expert that herself) didn't doubt her. The attic of Capsule Corp was huge, dark and dusty, piled wall to wall with boxes of old toys, misguided attempts at inventions by Dr Breifs, and very old baby pictures that Bra made a mental note to remember and use as blackmail one day.
"The dust is thinner over here" whispered Pan, as she pushed a couple of boxes aside, peering at the writing scrawled across the front "Blueprints for flying lunch trays, what?" She shook her head, then placed her hand on something round. "Hey Bra, shine that torch over here"
It was a croquet ball, there were dozens of them "who in your family plays croquet?" asked Pan, Bra shrugged, then noticed something
"Over there, under the rag pile, something shiny" she crawled towards it "Yes, this is it!" she cried, standing up triumphantly with the Dragonball in her hand "The Three star, Come on lets go"
As they made their way back to the trapdoor over the hall, a huge black spider fell onto Bra arm and she jumped backwards in shock, knocking over a massive pile of newspapers and magazines, that threatened to fall, then fell. Bra leaped down the trapdoor, followed by Pan, who executed a perfect swan dive, and landed in a crouching position on the floor. Newspaper toppled out after them, making a giant, BOOOOM CRUNCH THUDD DDD DD" and "poof": as a few stuffed toys landed on top. Bra and Pan scarpered off down the hall and out the nearest window.
Downstairs, Trunks and Goten were playing a drinking game
"Bekato" Said Goten, lips attempting to cover his teeth, and failing,
"I saw your teeth, you drink" Laughed Trunks, "okay my turn, umm Tamanda"
"what was that?"
"Charmander"
"No, that noise"
"what noise"
"Oh well, my go, uhh, "wartorkle"
"saw your teeth, drink again"
"Dammit"
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Future Timeline
Trunks woke up in the sick bay section of Capsule Corp. He groaned and tried to shield his eyes from the light, but the movement of his arm made him dizzy. Bulma moved from her desk at her sons movement, and peered down at him. "Trunks, how do you feel?"
Trunks looked up at three faces that looked suspiciously like his mother, "Ow" he whispered, his head throbbed with pain. Three hands brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes, Trunks was glad he was lying down, the movement of the hands was too dizzying and he was sure he would have fallen over had he not been in bed. Keeping his eyes shut, he asked his mother "What's wrong with me?"
"Don't worry honey, I called a doctor. I found you in your room last night, you sounded like you were talking to someone, and you looked in so much pain. Are you sure the androids didn't do anything to you?"
Trunks shock his head, then sincerely regretted it, the room was shaking for hours after woulds. Then he remembered the androids, and Gohan, how could he had forgotten? Trunks moaned again, this time from grief, and didn't say anything more.
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Reveiws? Anyone?