Trunks was older, with a hard look on his face. A long sword was attached
to his back. Glaring around, he looked a bit shocked to himself where he
had first come from, the hellhole. He stalked around, looking at his
mother, who was pulling herself off the floor. He glared at his weakling
father, and then...his eyes rested on his best friend and they softened
just a bit, if that was anything. Looking around he knew he had to
complete his mission before he was pulled back into his even worse
hellhole, the place where he had spent the last ten years of his life.
That's right, he was twenty-six now and there was nothing he could do to
get back the lost years. He stalked toward his mother, intent on getting
the mission done and over with.
"Where is the ZX432778883 micro chip onna?" he demanded, grabbing her by the front of her dress and dragging her up against the wall, Vegeta was in a rage.
Trunks barely felt Vegeta's attacks,
"Who are you?" she managed to gasp out,
"Your forgotten son, where is the chip, or I'll kill Bra," he growled,
"Bra?" She asked in confusion. Trunks held a Ki ball in his hand, he held it to his mothers stomach and her eyes widened briefly before struggling with her purse. Knowing nothing in there would hurt him, he watched her pull out the micro chip.
"Thank you," he said simply, glaring at his father, snatching the chip up he stalked toward the Vortex. He blasted his father once, and on a last minuet decision, grabbed a startled Goten by the shirtfront and dragged him into the Vortex with him. It closed swiftly behind him. Falling through the darkness, holding both boy and chip, he watched as Goten slowly aged toward Trunks' own age. That was the power the Vortex had, going the long way that is.
"Trunks?" Goten asked uncertainly.
"What?" Trunks snapped, starting to regret his decision.
"Where are we going? Whats going on? How come were both old?" Trunks glared at Goten, but he had every right to know what was going on. Sighing, shoving the chip in his pocket, he laid back with his hands behind his head, just chilling.
"Were in a Vortex, were aging because its taking more years then I care to remember to get where we're going. A monster by the name of Bodjimradoereme, Baka for short, kidnapped me because my future self decided to change his timeline, so he kidnapped me and raised me. I'm bringing you back with me because I'm tired of not having anything to do. He controls me, most of the time, by this thin collar around my neck. I can't take it off, only he can." Trunks motioned toward the extremely thin collar that moved like fluid.
"Does it hurt?" Goten naïvely asked.
"Sometimes, but I can adjust it so it won't hurt you, when you get one." Trunks said.
"But why? Why did you hurt you mom and dad?" Goten asked again, his body now in its early twenties instead of fifteen.
"I didn't, currently, they, along with everyone else, think I'm dead, the forgotten son. They'll have Bra and then forget all about me, and soon you, except that Pan, Gohan and Videl's brat, will replace you." Trunks said, his voice dripping with venom.
"But I don't want to be forgotten!" Goten yelled, sitting up from his relaxed position. Immediately he screamed in pain and curled up into the fetal position.
"DON'T MOVE!" Trunks growled, pulling out his sword, feeling the uncanny sensation to protect his one and only friend, the only one who remembered him now. He stabbed the monster, seeing as he couldn't use Ki blasts in a Vortex, and it crawled away. Goten and Trunks suddenly fell onto hard ground. Goten sat up but screamed in agony as a tentacle wrapped around his form and screamed even harder when the collar appeared. When the tentacle was gone, and a thin fluid collar was there, Trunks knelt and adjusted the collar. Goten whimpered a bit then passed out, much like Trunks had done when he first came here. He glared at the form, now holding a face similar to Pan's, but not quiet. Pan, from a different A/U had been absorbed into Baka's body. But it was the wrong Pan. It had to be the Pan from his time line, but he didn't want that to happen, so he stalled as much as possible.
Glaring up at the monster, who seemed to smirk at his futile efforts, watched at Trunks slung his friends limp form over his shoulder and brought him to 'his' room, where Baka dared not enter. (A/N: Yes I am having fun calling the villain of this story 'Baka' and for those baka's out there who don't know what baka means, its idiot, stupied, or acting of the foolish nature lol) Even with all of his inventions, Baka could get to Trunks through the damned collar if need be. But Trunks had learned from trial and error that it was more painful to resist and he could only hold his breath for so long and even before his neck was crushed from the shrinking of the collar. He decided that he wanted to live a few more years to save his future mate from a very painful life. Yes Trunks remembered everything and traveling through the Vortex's so long, he had learned a few things. In every A/U he had somehow come to be that mate of Son Pan, what was to be so different from this time?
Trunks opened the door to his room and stepped through the small portal, which looked like a 'Brick Wall' and appeared in a large lab like area. Walking over to a twin sized bed he had created himself, he set Goten down. Growling his frustration he removed his sword and his shirt, which was now ruined from his father's attacks. Throwing the scraps of cloth in a large bag for later use, he went to take a shower and change clothes.
While he was in the shadow, Goten came too. Goten looked around and was shocked to find himself in such a nice lab like room instead of the cave like room they had come out in. Here, there were no windows, and only a few doors. Getting up off the bed Goten looked down at his wounded stomach where that strange creature had attacked him in the Vortex. He couldn't describe what it was, he hadn't been able to see into the dark abyss. He hadn't even noticed when he left it until his butt hit hard ground. How did Trunks do it?
Trunks at that moment walked out of the shower rubbing his hair with a towel, his shirt hanging off his shoulder. Noticing the wound on Goten, Trunks threw the towel at him,
"Stop the bleeding and I'll get the med kit." Goten held the towel to his stomach and unconsciously sniffed the air and smelled...nothing? Goten sniffed and he could smell absolutely nothing.
Trunks walked back into the room and notice Goten sniffing the air. "There are chemicals that make it so people lose their sense of smell here. It also eats away at any smell, making it impossible for smelling, reliant enemies to hunt me down. It helps a lot but I sure as hell do miss the smell of fresh baked bread." Trunks grinned faintly, the first in a long time for him.
"Why are you so...war like?" Goten asked, hunting for the right word. He wasn't sure 'war' first the sentence.
"Because of Baka." Trunks stated simply, "He likes to send things through the portal's I've set up just to keep me on my toes." Trunks handed the kit to Goten and Goten started pulling out stuff to fix himself up. Trunks pulled a screwdriver from his pocket and sat down next to Goten. He started unscrewing a nearly invisible panel on the collar. Goten froze but Trunks just mumbled,
"Don't tense up, you'll only set the sensors off," Goten made an effort to relax and Trunks turned a tiny dial down to its lowest setting, closing the panel he sighed. "K, tense up all ya like, you won't get shocked now and your air ways won't get cut off and your neck will stay whole." Trunks laughed the first in a decade, watching Goten's face pale.
"Don't worry, I'll send ya home soon, I just wanted to talk to someone, for once, who actually remembered me." Trunks pointed toward a kitchen like area in a corner of the room, "Dinner?" At the mention of food Goten jumped up, still clutching his stomach and trying to wrap bandages it around it at the same time,
"No dinner until you do that properly." Trunks pointed to the wrappings and Goten's face fell, Trunks laughed again and began to cook food. He didn't make much, he'd found a kind of food that would fill a starving saiya-jin up immediately, kinda like a sensu but more filling and it tastes a lot better too.
"Done!" Goten called out. Trunks, acting more like his mother at that moment, inspected the work,
"Fine, sit at the table, and you'd better eat with manners!" Trunks ordered, Goten obeyed, but within minuets of dinner being served, Goten was inhaling his food. Sighing Trunks finished his food quickly and made Goten do the dishes. Trunks, acting like Trunks; or like this Trunks would, went to work on his inventions. After a few hours Goten got board and took a nap. Trunks didn't even notice it when he did, so engrossed in his work was he.
When he felt his collar tighten a bit he growled, getting up quickly he woke Goten and grabbed his sword and Vortex bag, slinging the bag across his back he grabbed his sword and slung that over the straps of the bag. (A/N: Think of Gohan's school bag, its looks like that but its pitch black) Trunks currently woar butter soft, black lose leather pants and a black shirt. His black cloak accompanied his outfit as Goten finally aroused himself fully, feeling the tightening of his collar,
"Whats going on Trunks?" Goten asked, scared a bit,
"Stop acting like a baby Goten," Trunks said, acting like his child's self for once, "Baka just wants to see us, get up, his evilness won't be kept waiting long," Trunks grinned faintly, pulling at the collar a bit and walked toward the door. Opening it, he looked behind him making sure Goten was following, together they stepped 'Into' the 'Brick Wall'. Everything went blank for a moment with Goten, but then he realized that Trunks was walking forward and quickly followed.
"What do you want Baka!" Trunks growled,
"I am making my move now! I am tired of waiting!" the strangely forbidding voice called out,
"That's impossible! The Vortex hasn't even been made, there is no way to go that far into the future!" Trunks bit out, immediately he regretted it when he fell to his knees in silent agony.
"Do not speak back to your master that way! One hundred and forty lashed!" The monster called out, Goten watched in silent horror as his bed friend was picked up off the floor and was swallowed up by it. Goten gasped in shock once then blinked. He was now alone! Then he heard it, horrifying screams of agony and pain. Wondering what in the hell was going on, Goten ventured forward...
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Hiya! This is the next chapter in the sequel, Duh! Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I am gonna start working on other stories for I start getting flamed for taking so long. I just updated on Bulma, the outlaw bounty hunter and Unwilling mate, I also updated on Trunks and Goten get kidnapped Sequel. Anyway, read some of my other stories and review! Also, Frozenflower and LadyForseeker have some excellent stories you guys should read!
"Where is the ZX432778883 micro chip onna?" he demanded, grabbing her by the front of her dress and dragging her up against the wall, Vegeta was in a rage.
Trunks barely felt Vegeta's attacks,
"Who are you?" she managed to gasp out,
"Your forgotten son, where is the chip, or I'll kill Bra," he growled,
"Bra?" She asked in confusion. Trunks held a Ki ball in his hand, he held it to his mothers stomach and her eyes widened briefly before struggling with her purse. Knowing nothing in there would hurt him, he watched her pull out the micro chip.
"Thank you," he said simply, glaring at his father, snatching the chip up he stalked toward the Vortex. He blasted his father once, and on a last minuet decision, grabbed a startled Goten by the shirtfront and dragged him into the Vortex with him. It closed swiftly behind him. Falling through the darkness, holding both boy and chip, he watched as Goten slowly aged toward Trunks' own age. That was the power the Vortex had, going the long way that is.
"Trunks?" Goten asked uncertainly.
"What?" Trunks snapped, starting to regret his decision.
"Where are we going? Whats going on? How come were both old?" Trunks glared at Goten, but he had every right to know what was going on. Sighing, shoving the chip in his pocket, he laid back with his hands behind his head, just chilling.
"Were in a Vortex, were aging because its taking more years then I care to remember to get where we're going. A monster by the name of Bodjimradoereme, Baka for short, kidnapped me because my future self decided to change his timeline, so he kidnapped me and raised me. I'm bringing you back with me because I'm tired of not having anything to do. He controls me, most of the time, by this thin collar around my neck. I can't take it off, only he can." Trunks motioned toward the extremely thin collar that moved like fluid.
"Does it hurt?" Goten naïvely asked.
"Sometimes, but I can adjust it so it won't hurt you, when you get one." Trunks said.
"But why? Why did you hurt you mom and dad?" Goten asked again, his body now in its early twenties instead of fifteen.
"I didn't, currently, they, along with everyone else, think I'm dead, the forgotten son. They'll have Bra and then forget all about me, and soon you, except that Pan, Gohan and Videl's brat, will replace you." Trunks said, his voice dripping with venom.
"But I don't want to be forgotten!" Goten yelled, sitting up from his relaxed position. Immediately he screamed in pain and curled up into the fetal position.
"DON'T MOVE!" Trunks growled, pulling out his sword, feeling the uncanny sensation to protect his one and only friend, the only one who remembered him now. He stabbed the monster, seeing as he couldn't use Ki blasts in a Vortex, and it crawled away. Goten and Trunks suddenly fell onto hard ground. Goten sat up but screamed in agony as a tentacle wrapped around his form and screamed even harder when the collar appeared. When the tentacle was gone, and a thin fluid collar was there, Trunks knelt and adjusted the collar. Goten whimpered a bit then passed out, much like Trunks had done when he first came here. He glared at the form, now holding a face similar to Pan's, but not quiet. Pan, from a different A/U had been absorbed into Baka's body. But it was the wrong Pan. It had to be the Pan from his time line, but he didn't want that to happen, so he stalled as much as possible.
Glaring up at the monster, who seemed to smirk at his futile efforts, watched at Trunks slung his friends limp form over his shoulder and brought him to 'his' room, where Baka dared not enter. (A/N: Yes I am having fun calling the villain of this story 'Baka' and for those baka's out there who don't know what baka means, its idiot, stupied, or acting of the foolish nature lol) Even with all of his inventions, Baka could get to Trunks through the damned collar if need be. But Trunks had learned from trial and error that it was more painful to resist and he could only hold his breath for so long and even before his neck was crushed from the shrinking of the collar. He decided that he wanted to live a few more years to save his future mate from a very painful life. Yes Trunks remembered everything and traveling through the Vortex's so long, he had learned a few things. In every A/U he had somehow come to be that mate of Son Pan, what was to be so different from this time?
Trunks opened the door to his room and stepped through the small portal, which looked like a 'Brick Wall' and appeared in a large lab like area. Walking over to a twin sized bed he had created himself, he set Goten down. Growling his frustration he removed his sword and his shirt, which was now ruined from his father's attacks. Throwing the scraps of cloth in a large bag for later use, he went to take a shower and change clothes.
While he was in the shadow, Goten came too. Goten looked around and was shocked to find himself in such a nice lab like room instead of the cave like room they had come out in. Here, there were no windows, and only a few doors. Getting up off the bed Goten looked down at his wounded stomach where that strange creature had attacked him in the Vortex. He couldn't describe what it was, he hadn't been able to see into the dark abyss. He hadn't even noticed when he left it until his butt hit hard ground. How did Trunks do it?
Trunks at that moment walked out of the shower rubbing his hair with a towel, his shirt hanging off his shoulder. Noticing the wound on Goten, Trunks threw the towel at him,
"Stop the bleeding and I'll get the med kit." Goten held the towel to his stomach and unconsciously sniffed the air and smelled...nothing? Goten sniffed and he could smell absolutely nothing.
Trunks walked back into the room and notice Goten sniffing the air. "There are chemicals that make it so people lose their sense of smell here. It also eats away at any smell, making it impossible for smelling, reliant enemies to hunt me down. It helps a lot but I sure as hell do miss the smell of fresh baked bread." Trunks grinned faintly, the first in a long time for him.
"Why are you so...war like?" Goten asked, hunting for the right word. He wasn't sure 'war' first the sentence.
"Because of Baka." Trunks stated simply, "He likes to send things through the portal's I've set up just to keep me on my toes." Trunks handed the kit to Goten and Goten started pulling out stuff to fix himself up. Trunks pulled a screwdriver from his pocket and sat down next to Goten. He started unscrewing a nearly invisible panel on the collar. Goten froze but Trunks just mumbled,
"Don't tense up, you'll only set the sensors off," Goten made an effort to relax and Trunks turned a tiny dial down to its lowest setting, closing the panel he sighed. "K, tense up all ya like, you won't get shocked now and your air ways won't get cut off and your neck will stay whole." Trunks laughed the first in a decade, watching Goten's face pale.
"Don't worry, I'll send ya home soon, I just wanted to talk to someone, for once, who actually remembered me." Trunks pointed toward a kitchen like area in a corner of the room, "Dinner?" At the mention of food Goten jumped up, still clutching his stomach and trying to wrap bandages it around it at the same time,
"No dinner until you do that properly." Trunks pointed to the wrappings and Goten's face fell, Trunks laughed again and began to cook food. He didn't make much, he'd found a kind of food that would fill a starving saiya-jin up immediately, kinda like a sensu but more filling and it tastes a lot better too.
"Done!" Goten called out. Trunks, acting more like his mother at that moment, inspected the work,
"Fine, sit at the table, and you'd better eat with manners!" Trunks ordered, Goten obeyed, but within minuets of dinner being served, Goten was inhaling his food. Sighing Trunks finished his food quickly and made Goten do the dishes. Trunks, acting like Trunks; or like this Trunks would, went to work on his inventions. After a few hours Goten got board and took a nap. Trunks didn't even notice it when he did, so engrossed in his work was he.
When he felt his collar tighten a bit he growled, getting up quickly he woke Goten and grabbed his sword and Vortex bag, slinging the bag across his back he grabbed his sword and slung that over the straps of the bag. (A/N: Think of Gohan's school bag, its looks like that but its pitch black) Trunks currently woar butter soft, black lose leather pants and a black shirt. His black cloak accompanied his outfit as Goten finally aroused himself fully, feeling the tightening of his collar,
"Whats going on Trunks?" Goten asked, scared a bit,
"Stop acting like a baby Goten," Trunks said, acting like his child's self for once, "Baka just wants to see us, get up, his evilness won't be kept waiting long," Trunks grinned faintly, pulling at the collar a bit and walked toward the door. Opening it, he looked behind him making sure Goten was following, together they stepped 'Into' the 'Brick Wall'. Everything went blank for a moment with Goten, but then he realized that Trunks was walking forward and quickly followed.
"What do you want Baka!" Trunks growled,
"I am making my move now! I am tired of waiting!" the strangely forbidding voice called out,
"That's impossible! The Vortex hasn't even been made, there is no way to go that far into the future!" Trunks bit out, immediately he regretted it when he fell to his knees in silent agony.
"Do not speak back to your master that way! One hundred and forty lashed!" The monster called out, Goten watched in silent horror as his bed friend was picked up off the floor and was swallowed up by it. Goten gasped in shock once then blinked. He was now alone! Then he heard it, horrifying screams of agony and pain. Wondering what in the hell was going on, Goten ventured forward...
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Hiya! This is the next chapter in the sequel, Duh! Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I am gonna start working on other stories for I start getting flamed for taking so long. I just updated on Bulma, the outlaw bounty hunter and Unwilling mate, I also updated on Trunks and Goten get kidnapped Sequel. Anyway, read some of my other stories and review! Also, Frozenflower and LadyForseeker have some excellent stories you guys should read!