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Chapter One: Never Make a Girl Mad…
In a dense forest at a small clearing…
"Damn!" Trunks exclaimed as he studies his time machine. A large hole
pierce through the engine, right where the hope insignia was embedded. Sighing,
the saiyan hybrid pushes a square button, turning it into a capsule.
"Now to see where I am," Trunks said as he scans the area. Every twist and
turn, he's completely surrounded by the wilderness of the forest. He came to a
realization. "Looks like I won't be going anywhere soon…"
"Halt!" a voice cried.
Trunks twirled around. At a nearby tree branch, a woman back flip toward
the ground and landed about ten yards away. Trunks thought she was
some kind ninja. Maybe, it's due to the fact she's dressed in all back with the
exception of a few mischievous colors, not to mention she's wearing a mask and
carries a huge boomerang.
"And who are you? Playing dress up or something?" Trunks said, not realizing
a vein popping out of the brunette's forehead.
"No, I'm Sango, a demon exterminator!" the young woman clarified and
continues, "And I should asking what's someone like you doing here?!"
Trunks arched an eyebrow, not knowing what the heck she's talking about.
"What do you mean? What are you talking about??" the saiyan hybrid asked.
Sango took a defensive stance. "Don't lie, I saw upon your arrival, demon!"
she yelled. "For the last time, what are you doing here?!!"(Saiyans are naturally
born evil, don't forget!)
Trunks scoffed. This was getting nowhere! He should be finding a way to re-
pair his time machine. Without saying a word, he turned away and begin walking.
This REALLY pissed Sango off. "Take this!" she yelled as she hurls the
boomerang in a rage.
Trunks calmly stops, sparing a glance at the incoming weapon. To Sango's
surprise, this stranger caught the damn thing without much of an effort.
Sango was stunned beyond comparison. "What kind of demon is he??" she
muttered; half in fear, and half in frustration. (How would you feel if your best
weapon/attack proves worthless?)
Trunks smirked. This girl sure have spunk. "I think this belong to you!" he said,
throwing the boomerang back. Sango, of course, caught it. It was unmistakable,
she's utterly confused by Trunks' action.
"Well, the name's Trunks. I like to play some more, but I'm rolling out," the
half-saiyan said, ascending a few feet off the ground.
"Wai-" Sango exclaimed. Too late, Trunks took off like a jet, disappearing into
the sky. Silently, the brunette stares at the ground, clenching her fist. "PLAYING?"
she muttered bitterly. "Just you wait, Trunks!"
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Chapter One: Never Make a Girl Mad…
In a dense forest at a small clearing…
"Damn!" Trunks exclaimed as he studies his time machine. A large hole
pierce through the engine, right where the hope insignia was embedded. Sighing,
the saiyan hybrid pushes a square button, turning it into a capsule.
"Now to see where I am," Trunks said as he scans the area. Every twist and
turn, he's completely surrounded by the wilderness of the forest. He came to a
realization. "Looks like I won't be going anywhere soon…"
"Halt!" a voice cried.
Trunks twirled around. At a nearby tree branch, a woman back flip toward
the ground and landed about ten yards away. Trunks thought she was
some kind ninja. Maybe, it's due to the fact she's dressed in all back with the
exception of a few mischievous colors, not to mention she's wearing a mask and
carries a huge boomerang.
"And who are you? Playing dress up or something?" Trunks said, not realizing
a vein popping out of the brunette's forehead.
"No, I'm Sango, a demon exterminator!" the young woman clarified and
continues, "And I should asking what's someone like you doing here?!"
Trunks arched an eyebrow, not knowing what the heck she's talking about.
"What do you mean? What are you talking about??" the saiyan hybrid asked.
Sango took a defensive stance. "Don't lie, I saw upon your arrival, demon!"
she yelled. "For the last time, what are you doing here?!!"(Saiyans are naturally
born evil, don't forget!)
Trunks scoffed. This was getting nowhere! He should be finding a way to re-
pair his time machine. Without saying a word, he turned away and begin walking.
This REALLY pissed Sango off. "Take this!" she yelled as she hurls the
boomerang in a rage.
Trunks calmly stops, sparing a glance at the incoming weapon. To Sango's
surprise, this stranger caught the damn thing without much of an effort.
Sango was stunned beyond comparison. "What kind of demon is he??" she
muttered; half in fear, and half in frustration. (How would you feel if your best
weapon/attack proves worthless?)
Trunks smirked. This girl sure have spunk. "I think this belong to you!" he said,
throwing the boomerang back. Sango, of course, caught it. It was unmistakable,
she's utterly confused by Trunks' action.
"Well, the name's Trunks. I like to play some more, but I'm rolling out," the
half-saiyan said, ascending a few feet off the ground.
"Wai-" Sango exclaimed. Too late, Trunks took off like a jet, disappearing into
the sky. Silently, the brunette stares at the ground, clenching her fist. "PLAYING?"
she muttered bitterly. "Just you wait, Trunks!"