Enjoy… More angst… did you think that this story
Was going to go this way?
Out of the Bag
Carmen had never been so stunned in her life.
Bra had come running into the house, yelling. "MOM! MOM!" She just thought that Trunks bought her a new toy that she was eager to show off. She was so excitable about those types of things.
"Guess what? I have a new sister!"
She had blinked a few time and then laughed. "Don't be silly dear." Four children were enough for her that was for certain. She had no intention of having any further.
"But I do mom! She is so cool! She is so tall and she is pretty! Come on, mom!" She said and led her into the other room. She thought her little girl had lost her mind or had one to many sugary snacks throughout the day. Trunks gave in to her way to easily sometimes.
Of course when she did she the tall blonde woman clinging to the arm of her husband in their living room and he had that blush on his face. That blush that she had always thought was so cute when he first met him.
That blush sure wasn't that cute now.
The woman was one of those model type women with the big tits and small hips. She was wearing rather snug clothes and her belly was exposed. She knew she was good looking and was not afraid to show it off and the way her hair looked like it didn't move, it probably took her a couple of hours to get it to look that way and what the hell was she doing clinging to the arm of HER husband.
"Woah," the woman said. "Soyna sure looks a lot older than I remember."
"No… that's…" It looked like he was trying to explain something to the blonde and then gave up. "Carmen. I can explain this. Don't be mad," he said and pulled his arm off the girl.
"Carmen?" The woman put a long nailed finger on her chin and tapped it there. It was painted purple. "I don't remember that name."
"She is my wife Crystal," Trunks snapped at her and then looked to her. He was trying to put on those puppy dog eyes that usually caused her to melt. Not this time. Defiantly not this time.
"Wife?" Crystal said. "That's not mom."
"What?" Carmen yelled. "Trunks! Do you have some explaining to do? What the hell is she talking about?"
"See mom," Bra said with a smile. "I have a new sister."
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Benot frowned as he walked into the place they hid him. It was not what he wanted for him but they did not have money for a hotel and plus, people would have noticed him and they had been TRYING to avoid notice.
He held his anger down. Crystal was so hot headed! She just lunged into things and this was not going to turn out good. He knew it was going to turn out bad. He knew that Vegeta would be there. Where else would he be if he were in this time, but then, he wasn't too sure what dimension he was in this time. It was nice to hear that Grandma was alive but he still didn't know WHEN they were. Did they find the right one? It didn't work last time and he knew that their time was running out.
He realized then that he was empty handed. All the stuff that they had bought that ate up the last of their money. The clothes and the food for him were gone. He left the bags near the edge of the building. He hoped that Crystal had enough sense in her brain to have grabbed that stuff. Another reason for him to control his temper, she most likely forgot being so wound up in Trunks and all.
He had powered down and no longer had the blond hair and green eyes. Crystal preferred to stay in the form now. He didn't like it. But it did prevent people from recognizing him in the past and her. Of course, Crystal hadn't blatantly blown their cover before either. They weren't supposed to let them know that there were here! Just in case it wasn't going to work here and they had to move on. There was no point contaminated the time line and making it even harder for them all.
But of course, if Vegeta was really here, then the time line was already contaminated anyway. Maybe it was the spot that could help them fix everything.
He hated this time travel stuff. It was a real pain in the ass.
Nothing really made much sense.
He sighed as he walked around an old building. There was an old house around the corner that they broke into. It looked as if it was vacated for a long time with boarded up windows and doors.
Hopefully he was still asleep in the basement. He had hoped to find a warmer place for him, but they had wrapped him in all the blankets that they had and hoped it would do.
He still needed time to recover from their last attempt.
He easily slid into the basement window to tell him all that had happened.
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Soyna had never heard her mother sound so angry before in all her life or look so angry. Of course, she had never seen her father looked so cowed either. He was stammering over words that didn't make much sense.
"Yeah. Right! I am supposed to believe that pile!" She said. That was the closest to swearing she had ever heard her mother say. She must have been very furious. What did dad do? Oh. That question was answered when she turned the corner and saw a tall blonde woman standing there looking on with great curiosity. Who was she? She was obviously the center of the argument. Bra seemed to be enjoying watching mom and dad fight. She was sitting on the couch with a big smile.
"What is going on here?" She said and announced herself.
Mom spoke up first. "Soyna dear. I would like you to meet your new sister. I believe her name is Crystal."
She stood there stunned. Sister? Her? What? She looked at the woman. "Hi," the blonde said with a smile. She looked to her father. The woman looked younger than her. Not by much but a bit… that would mean…
"Father! Explain yourself," She snapped at him. "Is this part of what you have been hiding?"
"Yes.. No, it's not like that! Soyna! Carmen. Calm down. We need to sit down so I can explain this all to you."
"Darn rights you need to explain," Mom said in a stern voice. Wow. There was a temper in there. Soyna struggled hard to keep her own temper in check.
"It really isn't a bad thing," Crystal said and sat on the couch. "It is just… I got caught up in some old memories," her voice grew sad and looked down at her lap and seemed to be examining her purple nails. "I got carried away with my emotions, I'm afraid."
All eyes then turned to Dad. Standing there, looking very uncomfortable and on edge, his own eyes darting around the room.
"Please. Sit down and I will explain all this to you. Please," Dad said. "It is going to take awhile."
"What have you been hiding from me?" Mom said and she was nearly in tears. "How long have you been keeping secrets from me?" Tears did break out of her eyes. She went to comfort her mother and glared at her father.
He better have a damn good explanation for this!
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He had been startled out of his sleep by the sharp voices in the other room. He didn't even realize that he had fallen asleep. That kind of bothered him a bit but the curiosity of the voices drew him in.
"Dad!" Trunks said and sounded like he was being rescued. Carmen was crying and Soyna was comforting her and Bra was also there beside her mother and looked confused as to why she was crying.
His eyes went to the blond woman that sat on the couch and was staring at her lap. A very pretty blonde woman that somewhat reminded him of Bulma's mother. "Who the hell is she?"
The woman looked up and with a big smile and laugh she almost lunged herself at him. "Grandpa!" Grandpa? She threw her arms around him and hugged him fiercely. She was so strong! He shook her off and examined her closer. She did have a look that was familiar but he couldn't place it. "It's me. Crystal."
"Crystal?" This woman was Crystal? That little girl that he left behind even
after she pleaded with him not to leave?
Crystal? With yellow hair? He was so stunned!
"I am all grown up now." She said with a smile. "I missed you! I told you not to leave." Her voice becoming stern at the end and a pointy finger dug into his chest. "You should have listened to me!"
Well. She certainly grew out of that shy stage.
"What are you doing here?" He was finally able to ask. How much time had passed in the other time? How old was she? She certainly looked to be in her twenties. A young woman in her prime now and with yellow hair! "And what the hell is this?" He said and pointed her hair. "Stop that silliness."
"Oh. Alright grandpa," she said and gave out a sigh and her hair feel into long purple waves and he was shocked at how much she looked like his son and in a good way. She swept her hair back that fell in front of her face. "That better grandpa."
"Much," he said.
That was when he noticed that Carmen had fainted and it looked like Soyna was confused and angry at the same time. Trunks attended to his fallen wife.
"She is from your time?" Soyna asked. She didn't look as angry as she was when he entered the room.
He nodded and looked to Crystal. "You still have not explained yourself." He said. "Why are you here?"
She gave him a sad smile, a look that he had seen the OTHER Soyna give all the time, and in a low voice said. "I think we should wait for Tobe to get here."
"Tobe? Who the hell is Tobe?" Great. Was that another kid?
She gave a little look to Soyna and then back at him. "You know. Tobe. He will be here soon."
He would figure it out when the kid got here. She spoke as if she should know him.
"I think Trunks should start explaining to his family about the other time," Crystal said. "And I am sure that you explained nothing either," she said and playfully tapped his arm and then had to move her hair out of her eyes again, like she had always done as a child.
Soyna took a seat in a chair and crossed her arms. She sat and waited for Trunks to help Carmen to the couch and then in a firm voice. "Start talking. No more secrets Dad. Vegeta. Tell me all that happened and why you are all here."
Carmen just looked drained and had moved a bit away from her husband upon looking at Crystal. It was amazing at how much she looked like Trunks.
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Trunks started.
"When you went to visit your parents when Soyna was six we had a visitor from the other time line. I know I have not talked to you about that time line. It was so hard for me to bring that up and after… well, I didn't want to burden you all with that knowledge." He sighed heavily. "The visitor was you: Soyna." She gasped but at least remained quiet. "A much older and badly hurt you that fell out of the sky. Mom and I nursed you back to heath and… she told me what had happened. She told me about the enemies and some other important things. She was so jaded. She was so different that my little girl." Trunks looked like he was going to start to cry. He looked as if he had been carrying this burden for quite awhile.
"I had failed our whole family," Trunks whispered. "I did not want to tell you of my failure. I just had to fix it all and I had thought that I had to use the second chance. You all did not need to know about the failure."
"Failure?" Soyna said. "What are you talking about? And how could I be from their time? I don't understand." Her voice was curt and strained.
Trunks gulped.
He thought he should save his son a bit of this torture. "Krad attacked you in this time. He tricked all of you in thinking that you were friends. He killed your father and tried to finish the rest of you all off because you rejected him as well." Vegeta said seeing Soyna go pale. "Bulma threw you and Junior- 'Geta – into the time machine and sent you to our time. That is how you got there."
The room was quiet.
There was no point in mentioning the betrayal of Brennen and that fact that she was pregnant with twin boys. He still remembered very vividly pulling both her and Junior out of that ruined time capsule when they arrived. They would have been killed if he had not been there. They were so sick and she was so large and obviously in the throws of labor.
She didn't need to know everything.
"I left to fight Krad," Trunks said. "I left so that you would not have to face him. I did not want to chance his winning. I did not want to fail you all again."
The room was silent for a moment and then Carmen spoke. "But then, who is she?" She pointed to Crystal who was sitting solemnly now.
"Trunks' other self married another and I am the result of that. When I saw him, I just lost control. I miss dad so much." Her voice was so thick with sadness. What happened to his son? "I am sorry for causing such a scene."
Carmen just blinked and smiled to her husband with a relieved look on her face. The same type of look that Pan got when Marron had yelled at her that she was in love with Junior and not Trunks. Trunks looked relieved as well.
He heard a shocked yell coming from outside. It sounded like Bulma. The stories would have to wait.
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Bulma looked at her watch and then at the broken cathode rod. She smiled. It was kind of cute that Vegeta wanted to spend all sorts of time with her but she just wasn't used to that.
It was almost adorable how he slunk out after she yelled at him instead of yelling back. It was nearly noon now. Trunks should be back from shopping with an armload of stuff, especially if he took Bra. He gave into her way to easily at times. She could make lunch and then give Vegeta some attention. He has been acting rather despondent lately. Of course, he acted that way when she tried to talk to him about the other time and her other self. Or even when she asked how the other Soyna was doing.
He just needed time. Vegeta always just needed time.
She turned her mind to simple thought of what she was going to cook for lunch and what she was going to bake to get ready for 'Geta's birthday party that they had planned.
Of course seeing two strangers that could fly land her yard startled her quite a bit. She did not know what that Krad fellow looked like and had never had even bothered to ask for she thought that Trunks had taken care of that, but she knew all to well, that enemies seemed to rise from the ashes of their defeat and be even worse off than before.
She could help but let a scream out.
They both turned to her with large shocked eyes. The bigger of the two, that she just realized was injured, lost his grip on the smaller one and fell to the ground in a painful sounding groan.
The smaller of the two looked like Trunks. Quite a bit like Trunks actually, except he was young and his hair was cut neater. He also was a bit leaner looking than she remembered her son ever being.
The other guy was huge and seemed to be having trouble breathing. He had a hand to his chest and was making an awful wheezing noise. His whole body seemed to shake with each breath he took. He kept his head down and his dark hair flopped into his face. It sort of looked green but it almost was black.
"Don't scare me like that!" The one that looked-like-Trunks-but-wasn't-Trunks said.
"Don't scare you!" She snapped at him. The youth of today, no respect! "You fall out of the sky and you expect me to say Hi, how's it going? Who the hell are you two?"
But before an answer came, Vegeta was in front of her in that classic defensive pose and his hair was yellow, ready to protect her and then a strange woman appeared beside the guy that looked-like-Trunks-but-wasn't-Trunks who had long blond hair and a rather snug outfit.
She just sighed as she knew that this was going to make the day very long.
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Cyrus looked up and saw Vegeta standing in front of Bulma. He smiled briefly but the pain in his chest stopped that. He hated it when he was weak like this. He didn't like it at all after how far he had come to be thrown down by a simple asthma attack! Well, he knew that there was nothing simple about his asthma attack's anymore, but it was easier to think of it them that way.
Crystal appeared right beside Benot and the arguing began.
"Do you have his medicine?" Benot snapped at her right away. He chose to ignore Vegeta.
"Medicine?" She said.
"You know. Puff. Puff!" Benot growled at her. He did not know why those two always fought with each other the way they did. It sometimes was funny but he didn't need to hear this right now. He needed an inhaler.
"Oh my!" Crystal said. "I forgot!"
"Forgot!" Benot sniffed. "How could you forget?"
"You went to go get him. I thought you grabbed the stuff!" She snapped right back.
"You were to busy mooning over Trunks!" He growled at her.
"Oh, Mister touchy! Who was the one that stormed away from me?" Crystal growled. He was forgotten again as they argued.
He had heard enough from them. You would never know that he was the youngest of them. They certainly could act rather childish. "Enough," he gasped and the word hurt as he spoke it. Everything would hurt for a while yet. "Help – me –" he gasped as he spoke and his chest felt like it was going to start on fire and of course, his arm had to start twitching as well. Damn it.
They blinked at him. It was Bulma that was by his side, with a hand on his back and telling him to take a deep slow breath. She suddenly was barking orders and people were listening to her. Vegeta stood there looking at him with a stunned look on his face. He must have recognized him finally. He probably saw the scar that he put on his cheek, still there, and as large as life. The scar that started it all.
But he didn't focus on Bulma or Vegeta for long. He saw mom –Soyna looking at the odd scene and suddenly she was beside him to and it took all his strength not to grab and hug her. She had something in her hand and she placed it on his mouth. An inhaler! He took a deep puff and felt the fire leaving. He then saw that she had a black bag that looked similar to the one that Raymond used to carry around.
"Is that better?" A younger mom. A softer voice. He wasn't able to speak. He just nodded his head to her and struggled to his feet. His arm twitched and he grabbed it and held it to his side. He had to get his strength back so he could control himself.
"Who are you?" she asked with that quiet directness that mom always had. Not quite an order but a question that should be answered.
Crystal cut in. "That is Cyrus and this is Tobe," she said swiftly. Benot glared at her but didn't correct her. He hated using that name but with mom standing right I front of him and no signs of the fact that she had her first children yet, it was better to use the false name. It seemed that she got to use her real name here as well. It didn't matter for him. He always got to use his name.
"We can deal with all that stuff later," Bulma said. "This boy needs to get his rest. He is obviously injured! Quit all this milling around and let's get him inside. He needs to have a warm bath and some rest. And call Raymond will you, Soyna."
He looked back to Vegeta and he was standing there looking as if he were a child that just got scolded even though nothing had been said to him. But he knew what that look meant.
Vegeta was never one to talk about things if he didn't think that they were necessary. He most likely did not tell them about how he lost control and had attacked him. The youngest son of Soyna and Goten. He could tell that Vegeta didn't tell.
The cat was now out of the bag.
They would know now. They would have to be told for them to understand what had to be done.
He felt his hand go to the scar and saw Vegeta flinch.
Benot was helping him into the house and Bulma was giving directions. He had to remember to call him Tobe. Mom had gone off, most likely to get Raymond. Another familiar face that would be good to see as he recovered.
His arm continued to twitch and he held it tighter. The quicker he got better, the better off they all would be.
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