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Trunks smirked at the crater below him. This guy was just too easy to beat. A part of him wanted to finish the white alien off and leave, and the other part wanted to 'play," and following his Saiyan instincts, Trunks decided to 'play' with him first. The tiny super Saiyan pointed his palm at the crater and fired an energy blast. There was a flash of golden light, followed by a cloud of smoke. Trunks smirk grew with excitement as his senses followed the power moving to the right of him. He quickly disappeared as Frieza sent his fist flying at the half-breed.
The tyrant cursed as he missed, but didn't have time to block the next set of attacks the chibi had in store for him. Yet again Frieza was thrown to the ground, catching himself before making a crater. "You brat-you'll pay dearly for this." Frieza said standing up weakly rubbing the purple blood off his chin. Trunks lowered himself to the ground and crossed his arms.
"You made the mistake Frieza. You attacked my best friend while his back was turned. So after I knock you out, I'm gonna go find Goten and let him have a wack at you when you wake up. Heh, Heh."
"Oh your so funny aren't you? Well you won't be laughing when you're DEAD!" With that said Frieza flew at Trunks. He flung his foot out in an attempt to kick the little boy upside the head, but Trunks, being the faster one simply moved to the side, and sent his knee into the evil ones gut. Frieza stayed in a hunched position not being able to move form the increasing pain in his stomach. How could something so small have such power? 'I'm gonna get beat by a worthless half-breed---a mere child, curse him." he said to himself.
The next thing that happened was so quick even Trunks didn't see it coming. The chibi was kicked from behind, landing face first into the ground skidding to a rough halt. Trunks quickly recovered and stood up rubbing his sore chin. His eyes widened a little when he saw who just attacked him.
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Gohan was now heading towards the western direction. Two dragonballs were over there almost right next to each other. To collect the dragonballs was an easier task then he thought. Once he collect these two he would have three, then there was the one behind him that would make four! He smiled as the wind cold wind blew against his face, causing him to give a slight shiver. At this point he was half way to the dragonballs, and only a quarter mile to go. Gohan felt Trunks power behind him causing him to worry a bit. He didn't feel Gotens anymore like he did earlier, but then the boys could just be playing around.
It wasn't like Gohan felt anything else with them. Not even a trace of Trunks or Goten being in danger. Sadly enough, the older half-breed had no clue what was happening to his brother and friend, for if he did, its pretty obvious he would turn around and help. So he continued until he reached a canyon. Gohan flew into it following the signal of the dragonballs. It was getting stronger by the minute. When he did reached them they were laying peacefully in an overly large nest. The thing had to be as big as a bus or something.
So nice and gently Gohan landed and reached down for them.
Mistake.
The mother of the nest arrived just in time to see Gohan going for what to her, looked like an egg. She made a screeching noise and dove at the poor boy. Gohan let out a yell, grabbed both dragonballs and jumped from the nest. He fell about a hundred feet then blasted off in the direction of the next ball.
Oh but mother bird wasn't going to give up that easy, no way. The thing that took two of her eggs was going to pay, and pay harshly it would. She spread her mighty wings of scales, each with five large feathers on the tip and took off after Gohan. With in no time she caught up to him, and was pecking at his head.
"Come on! Stop that, look I really don't want to hurt you---but if you leave me no choice, then-I have too!" he said while dodging the gigantic beak. Gohan gave a glance down at his radar and realized he was heading in the wrong direction. So he did the only thing possible, he knocked out the bird with a single chop to the back of its neck. Signing in relief, Gohan took off towards his destination.
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A loud boom, and a rush of dirt and energy clouded the airways of the battle zone a pint size Saiyan was located at. He was being tossed around like a simple plaything. The lavender haired boy just couldn't keep up with the movements of both brothers, and therefore was getting his fair share of a beating. And being the stubborn one he was, Trunks kept getting up for more. It might have been a smart thing to do, rather then to lay on the ground and get stomped on.
There was another flash of golden light and Trunks was thrown back into a glacier, sliding down onto a lake of ice. He weakly got up onto his knees, his breathing harsh, and a golden energy flickering lightly around him. With the help of his hands he stood up slowly until he was on his feet. Then crouching down in a defensive position he got ready for the worse. The chibi knew what was coming, since he could barely hold the level of Super Saiyan anymore.
His once easy victory had turned into a life or death struggle, and the out come was looking bleak. But following the words of the greatest fighter he had ever known Trunks refused to give up, he couldn't let the person he looked up to the most down, he just couldn't let his father down. He had to try even if it killed him. So he charged his fate head on. Trunks never saw it coming, he never even felt it, and it was like a one of those dreams. When you half asleep and half awake, and when something happens you can hardly remember, and you tell yourself it was only a mind thing.
This was no mind thing. As soon as the small child charged, Cooler appeared in front of him, a smirk on his evil face as he gave the blow to the Saiyans head, with a simple flick of his metal tail. Trunks went skidding across the icy lake stopping only inches from a large break in it, leading to a frozen doom. So there he lay totally out of it, no more Super Saiyan, not even being able to defend himself anymore, not being able to do anything. He was helpless, utterly helpless, and at the mercy of those who kill for sport, for fun.
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At the same time a sudden feeling went threw the Prince of all Saiyans heart. He stopped in mid air starring into nothing. He couldn't explain this sudden feeling, he had never felt something like this before. It was a mixture of emotions all crumpled into one big feeling at the pit of his stomach, then attacked the heart. With all the confusion running threw him Vegeta finally figured out what was wrong. He knew what was happening. So he closed his eyes, and concentrated looking in the direction he last felt Trunks and Goten. He didn't feel Goten anymore, and Trunks---Where was Trunks?
His eyes shot open. Panic swept all over his body. Where was he? There was only three possibilities for this, either him and Goten were playing, or they just kept their power down so no one could sense them or---Vegeta shook his head. That wasn't possible was it? It couldn't be, he didn't feel anything else over there. And surely if the boys were attacked by something, both would have had to power up.
Vegeta wasn't the only one to notice. As soon as the prince stopped Gokou wondered what was wrong, but when Vegeta closed his eyes, Gokou knew. He knew he was searching for the missing energy signals. So he decided to help out in looking too. There was still nothing. Almost automatically both Saiyans looked at each other and nodded. Gokou reached out and placed a hand on Vegeta shoulder. If this would have been any other time, on any other planet Vegeta would have just yelled at him for doing that, but it was the fastest way to get there.
In an instant both were gone, neither saying a word.
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It was cold, so cold. The unconscious Trunks gave a shiver and hid body could hardly take the freezing temperature. Being unable to move wasn't a big help either. The only thing that worked at this moment was Trunks mind, as he wished he had dressed warmer for bed. He wished he have warn the pajama pants instead of shorts. But Kami, who would have known this, was going to happen? Trunks could barely feel his foot twitching as he starred blankly at the sky.
His vision reminded him of a tunnel that never ended. Foggy shapes on either side of him, and dark, yet beautiful sky above him. The only thing the lavender haired boys mind could do now was wait; wait until the final blow came. Not like it mattered if he died, his friends would wish him back with the dragonballs. Then Trunks drifted into thinking about Goten, had he died? Was he going to see his best friend again soon? Soon? Soon was right now. Trunks could make out the vibrations on the ice as Cooler and Frieza closed in.
This was it. This was what Trunks was waiting for. It was time, time to meet his maker. If the little boy could have spared a tear he would have, he was so frightened. He was so scared. Trunks could hear their laughter as they approached. Frieza was still looking beat up, but he was regaining energy, and his scars were healing. The warmth of the two aliens energy was somewhat comforting to the Half-breed. He shivered again.
It clamed his nervous down, and prepared him. Then he felt it, he felt one of the tyrants point their palm at him and energy beginning to gather. The heat became warmer and the all to familiar sound of Ki being fired filled the air.
"Good night prince." He heard Frieza say, followed by a shadow of silence. Trunks was in blackness, or was it blackness? No it wasn't! It was his father's shadow. He was lying in his father shadow, as Vegeta blocked the blast from hitting his son. A jolt of happiness ran threw the half-breeds body. It was time, it was time for those two to pay, and it was time for on heck of a fight.
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Sorta a little Trunks and Veggie bonding there no? I thought so. That's so sweet. ^_^
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And enjoy people!
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Trunks smirked at the crater below him. This guy was just too easy to beat. A part of him wanted to finish the white alien off and leave, and the other part wanted to 'play," and following his Saiyan instincts, Trunks decided to 'play' with him first. The tiny super Saiyan pointed his palm at the crater and fired an energy blast. There was a flash of golden light, followed by a cloud of smoke. Trunks smirk grew with excitement as his senses followed the power moving to the right of him. He quickly disappeared as Frieza sent his fist flying at the half-breed.
The tyrant cursed as he missed, but didn't have time to block the next set of attacks the chibi had in store for him. Yet again Frieza was thrown to the ground, catching himself before making a crater. "You brat-you'll pay dearly for this." Frieza said standing up weakly rubbing the purple blood off his chin. Trunks lowered himself to the ground and crossed his arms.
"You made the mistake Frieza. You attacked my best friend while his back was turned. So after I knock you out, I'm gonna go find Goten and let him have a wack at you when you wake up. Heh, Heh."
"Oh your so funny aren't you? Well you won't be laughing when you're DEAD!" With that said Frieza flew at Trunks. He flung his foot out in an attempt to kick the little boy upside the head, but Trunks, being the faster one simply moved to the side, and sent his knee into the evil ones gut. Frieza stayed in a hunched position not being able to move form the increasing pain in his stomach. How could something so small have such power? 'I'm gonna get beat by a worthless half-breed---a mere child, curse him." he said to himself.
The next thing that happened was so quick even Trunks didn't see it coming. The chibi was kicked from behind, landing face first into the ground skidding to a rough halt. Trunks quickly recovered and stood up rubbing his sore chin. His eyes widened a little when he saw who just attacked him.
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Gohan was now heading towards the western direction. Two dragonballs were over there almost right next to each other. To collect the dragonballs was an easier task then he thought. Once he collect these two he would have three, then there was the one behind him that would make four! He smiled as the wind cold wind blew against his face, causing him to give a slight shiver. At this point he was half way to the dragonballs, and only a quarter mile to go. Gohan felt Trunks power behind him causing him to worry a bit. He didn't feel Gotens anymore like he did earlier, but then the boys could just be playing around.
It wasn't like Gohan felt anything else with them. Not even a trace of Trunks or Goten being in danger. Sadly enough, the older half-breed had no clue what was happening to his brother and friend, for if he did, its pretty obvious he would turn around and help. So he continued until he reached a canyon. Gohan flew into it following the signal of the dragonballs. It was getting stronger by the minute. When he did reached them they were laying peacefully in an overly large nest. The thing had to be as big as a bus or something.
So nice and gently Gohan landed and reached down for them.
Mistake.
The mother of the nest arrived just in time to see Gohan going for what to her, looked like an egg. She made a screeching noise and dove at the poor boy. Gohan let out a yell, grabbed both dragonballs and jumped from the nest. He fell about a hundred feet then blasted off in the direction of the next ball.
Oh but mother bird wasn't going to give up that easy, no way. The thing that took two of her eggs was going to pay, and pay harshly it would. She spread her mighty wings of scales, each with five large feathers on the tip and took off after Gohan. With in no time she caught up to him, and was pecking at his head.
"Come on! Stop that, look I really don't want to hurt you---but if you leave me no choice, then-I have too!" he said while dodging the gigantic beak. Gohan gave a glance down at his radar and realized he was heading in the wrong direction. So he did the only thing possible, he knocked out the bird with a single chop to the back of its neck. Signing in relief, Gohan took off towards his destination.
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A loud boom, and a rush of dirt and energy clouded the airways of the battle zone a pint size Saiyan was located at. He was being tossed around like a simple plaything. The lavender haired boy just couldn't keep up with the movements of both brothers, and therefore was getting his fair share of a beating. And being the stubborn one he was, Trunks kept getting up for more. It might have been a smart thing to do, rather then to lay on the ground and get stomped on.
There was another flash of golden light and Trunks was thrown back into a glacier, sliding down onto a lake of ice. He weakly got up onto his knees, his breathing harsh, and a golden energy flickering lightly around him. With the help of his hands he stood up slowly until he was on his feet. Then crouching down in a defensive position he got ready for the worse. The chibi knew what was coming, since he could barely hold the level of Super Saiyan anymore.
His once easy victory had turned into a life or death struggle, and the out come was looking bleak. But following the words of the greatest fighter he had ever known Trunks refused to give up, he couldn't let the person he looked up to the most down, he just couldn't let his father down. He had to try even if it killed him. So he charged his fate head on. Trunks never saw it coming, he never even felt it, and it was like a one of those dreams. When you half asleep and half awake, and when something happens you can hardly remember, and you tell yourself it was only a mind thing.
This was no mind thing. As soon as the small child charged, Cooler appeared in front of him, a smirk on his evil face as he gave the blow to the Saiyans head, with a simple flick of his metal tail. Trunks went skidding across the icy lake stopping only inches from a large break in it, leading to a frozen doom. So there he lay totally out of it, no more Super Saiyan, not even being able to defend himself anymore, not being able to do anything. He was helpless, utterly helpless, and at the mercy of those who kill for sport, for fun.
~*~
At the same time a sudden feeling went threw the Prince of all Saiyans heart. He stopped in mid air starring into nothing. He couldn't explain this sudden feeling, he had never felt something like this before. It was a mixture of emotions all crumpled into one big feeling at the pit of his stomach, then attacked the heart. With all the confusion running threw him Vegeta finally figured out what was wrong. He knew what was happening. So he closed his eyes, and concentrated looking in the direction he last felt Trunks and Goten. He didn't feel Goten anymore, and Trunks---Where was Trunks?
His eyes shot open. Panic swept all over his body. Where was he? There was only three possibilities for this, either him and Goten were playing, or they just kept their power down so no one could sense them or---Vegeta shook his head. That wasn't possible was it? It couldn't be, he didn't feel anything else over there. And surely if the boys were attacked by something, both would have had to power up.
Vegeta wasn't the only one to notice. As soon as the prince stopped Gokou wondered what was wrong, but when Vegeta closed his eyes, Gokou knew. He knew he was searching for the missing energy signals. So he decided to help out in looking too. There was still nothing. Almost automatically both Saiyans looked at each other and nodded. Gokou reached out and placed a hand on Vegeta shoulder. If this would have been any other time, on any other planet Vegeta would have just yelled at him for doing that, but it was the fastest way to get there.
In an instant both were gone, neither saying a word.
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It was cold, so cold. The unconscious Trunks gave a shiver and hid body could hardly take the freezing temperature. Being unable to move wasn't a big help either. The only thing that worked at this moment was Trunks mind, as he wished he had dressed warmer for bed. He wished he have warn the pajama pants instead of shorts. But Kami, who would have known this, was going to happen? Trunks could barely feel his foot twitching as he starred blankly at the sky.
His vision reminded him of a tunnel that never ended. Foggy shapes on either side of him, and dark, yet beautiful sky above him. The only thing the lavender haired boys mind could do now was wait; wait until the final blow came. Not like it mattered if he died, his friends would wish him back with the dragonballs. Then Trunks drifted into thinking about Goten, had he died? Was he going to see his best friend again soon? Soon? Soon was right now. Trunks could make out the vibrations on the ice as Cooler and Frieza closed in.
This was it. This was what Trunks was waiting for. It was time, time to meet his maker. If the little boy could have spared a tear he would have, he was so frightened. He was so scared. Trunks could hear their laughter as they approached. Frieza was still looking beat up, but he was regaining energy, and his scars were healing. The warmth of the two aliens energy was somewhat comforting to the Half-breed. He shivered again.
It clamed his nervous down, and prepared him. Then he felt it, he felt one of the tyrants point their palm at him and energy beginning to gather. The heat became warmer and the all to familiar sound of Ki being fired filled the air.
"Good night prince." He heard Frieza say, followed by a shadow of silence. Trunks was in blackness, or was it blackness? No it wasn't! It was his father's shadow. He was lying in his father shadow, as Vegeta blocked the blast from hitting his son. A jolt of happiness ran threw the half-breeds body. It was time, it was time for those two to pay, and it was time for on heck of a fight.
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Sorta a little Trunks and Veggie bonding there no? I thought so. That's so sweet. ^_^
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Bai!