A Dark Secret
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DB/Z/GT!!! Nor. do I own Zelda... I'm just.... borrowing a couple lines from the game, but I do NOT own either! Got it? It's just for fun and besides, sites have those lines up and it'd be unfair if a fanfic writer couldn't use them.. but I still must say this..Oh, phooey.
Trunks:21
Ubuu:21
Pan:20
Marron:20 ½
IMPORTANT! Some of the new characters will be from Zelda itself, but some others that portray a Zelda character will be named with a DBZ name, k? So, like Zelda is Marron and Link is Trunks. Got it?
WOOHOO!!! A NEW CHAPTER!!! FINALLY!! So so so...... before I start... I MUST sing! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PRISCILLA!!!!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Her birthday is on 2/4/03. WOOHOO! The unlucky thirteen! Oh well! I hope ya have a nice birthday topped with billions of gifts! Oh, and a kiss from Matt- chan! ^____^ Now, on with the ficcie!
Who the hell is this Athena? *shrugs* Hey, if she's a T/P hater, she can fucking burn in hell! Right, my T/P followers????? I don't give a crap about what she said. As far as I'm concerned, she's just saying that 'cuz she doesn't like Trunks and Pan. *shrugs* I'm not saying I'm good, but what can you expect from a 13 year old, anyway? Besides, I told ya, I don't like skipping lines every fucking time I write a sentence. I think it's getting peoples' hopes up when they first look inside and say 'Oh! Wow, it's so long! I guess I'll be busy reading this!' and then 3 minutes later, they go, 'HEY! I thought it'd be longer than THAT....' So, I'm just throwing everything into paragraphs like the way they teach you at school. *GASP* I ACTUALLY LISTEN TO TEACHERS AT SCHOOL!?! *faints* *NOW*, on with the ficcie!
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The miasma was surrounding the entire land, shrouding the once beautiful region. A dreadful voice laughed out into the poisonous haze. The unending string of threats hanging in the night sky were about the obliteration of the world and a new era beginning. "In seven years, I shall be the supreme one.. the one who will start the era of darkness as my insinuating shadows cast themselves across the soon-to-be desolate earth. Then...."
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'I feel light...... What happened to me? It's.. like my body has been sleeping for a long period of time.... and....' "Uh, young man.." a soft tone called out. Opening his eyes, Trunks stared straight at the man in the soft robe. "Whe-where am I?" Trunks asked, knots already forming in his stomach. "You are in the Chamber of Time. Go ahead! Look!" the man beckoned with a kind smile. 'I'm almost afraid to,' the lavender-haired boy thought to himself as he squinted his eyes and looked down. Gasping, Trunks quickly moved his hands across his abdomen and chest. "I'm.... I've..... WHAT!?!" he lashed out, belief of everything around him vanishing. "Well, judging from the look on your face, you're.. surprised?" the old man chortled. "THIS CAN'T BE! I-" "You what?" "How did my body... Grow this much in what, ten seconds!?!" "Actually my boy, you've been in here for seven years." Trunks looked at his surroundings. He was on a blue platform with..... different colored pictures on the floor. The whole room seemed as if it were melting and running down, but it stayed exactly the same. Then, realizing what the elder said, his head snapped up. "S-seven YEARS!! Oh god.. why me?" Trunks muttered to the heavens, then quickly shut up, wondering if THIS was heaven. 'What a crappy place to be heaven! It's not even big enough! Where are the angels and cherubs?' he thought sullenly to himself. "Oh ho ho ho.. No, this is NOT heaven. My, what an imagination you have! Cherubs and angels. ho ho ho!" the aged man chuckled when he read Trunks' mind. "Eh? Oh.. well, how do I get back?" Trunks asked, fondling his Master Sword that he had unsheathed almost as if it were a reflex. "First, you must listen. An evil and maniacal man came to my temple, and has taken over with his wisdom.... but there is still hope! The power of the Sages remains. When the power of all the Sages is awakened, the Sages' Seals will contain all the evil power in the void of the Realm. I, Kami, am one of the Sages. And, your power to fight together with the Sages makes you the Hero of Time! The Hero of Time, chosen by the Master Sword! Keep my spirit with you.... and, find the power of the other Sages and add their might to your own!" he finished while Trunks scratched his head in perplexity.
"Here, take this on your quest," the man said as he lifted his arms up into the air and waited. Soon, a golden medallion came down and landed in Trunks' hands. "Hey, this... is just like one of the pictures on the floors," Trunks said in wonder, but before long, he was transported out of the Chamber of Time; appearing in the room in which he had pulled the Master Sword out of the stone pedestal. Hearing a sound from behind, Trunks quickly held up his sword in a striking position. Realizing that it was only a young man, he dropped his guard, but still looked at the man suspiciously. "There is no need to be chary. I am Sheik of the Sheikahs. This is a legend of the temples passed down by my people..... when evil rules all, an awakening voice from the Sacred Realm will call those destined to be Sages, who dwell in the five temples. One in a deep forest... one in a high mountain... one under a vast lake... one within the house of the dead... one inside a goddess of sand... together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world... a young girl is awaiting her awakening in the Forest Temple, but you should head towards the village near the gates of the market. There, you shall find something that will help you in your rigorous journey." Sheik concluded with folded arms. Slowly, Trunks walked outside. The sky was a miserable swell of black. The air reeked of the dead as he continued into the abandoned and torn down marketplace. The deserted market was teeming up with zombies that moved around, looking for a brain to feed on. Without stopping, Trunks rushed out of there and through the gates. Unexpectedly, he fell into the cold and dirtied moat. Once across the broken down bridge, Trunks ran to the village that Sheik had informed him about.
"Damn, things are worse than I thought around here!" he said out loud. Walking around, he discovered things about the place and what has been happening. Stumbling on a shrub, he fell down and not too gracefully either. "Ow.." Grabbing onto the nearest object to help himself up, Trunks found a sign that said 'Graveyard'. Entering, Trunks looked at the tiny shack that seemed as if it used to house someone. Taking a look around sent chills down Trunks' spine so he went inside, not even bothering to knock. He was indeed right. The place did house someone because there was a bed there. A book lay not too far from him. Being the mischievous little demon he was, Trunks picked up the book and started reading. "Whoever reads this, please enter my grave. I will let you have my sacrosanct power. I'm waiting for you -Master Roshi," he said. Throwing the diary down, he ran outside to the grave marked 'Roshi A.K.A. Ladies' Man'. Using his strength, Trunks opened the grave up and jumped down into the dark hole. A race was announced and Trunks took the challenge of going through the maze under the time limit of one minute. 'If I have to beat this so-called dead spirit named Roshi to get that power of his, I will... but what's with the name on the grave?' he thought without a doubt in his mind that he would win, and yet with confusion.... Through the labyrinth he went, steering clear of the fire that was left in Master Roshi's trail. As fast as he could move, Trunks made it through the door under in fifty-eight seconds. Wiping the sweat off, he went up to Master Roshi who looked at him with his sunglasses. With a win came a treasure and Trunks had won the right to learn Roshi's special attack that he could strengthen over time under his great expertise. In a short period of time, he had mastered the move he remembered Pan using on him called the Kamehameha Wave. Exiting the grave, Trunks sprinted out of the necropolis, content with this knowledge. 'Now, I must go back........ back home......' he thought distantly.
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"How the fuck did I get myself into this mess!?!" Trunks hollered, slamming at the gates that held him prisoner in the ranch. "NO! IF KING VEGETA FOUND OUT I LOST HIS PRECIOUS HORSE TO YOU, I WOULD BE IN DEEP TROUBLE! So, I'm keeping my promise. I'll let you have the horse, Epona.... but I'M KEEPING YOU IN CONFINEMENT WITH HER! Now, you'll have company with you for the rest of your life," Krillin said greedily. Walking away, he left a mortifying cackle that made the atmosphere that much denser. Sighing, Trunks grabbed Epona and eyed the wooden fences. "If I......" he started with a smirk. Nudging Epona, he moved backwards until he had enough space to start. As the sun came down, Trunks motioned Epona to jump over the fence and out into the fields. "Oh, man...... That bald guy sure was creepy," Trunks muttered, running a hand through his soft and very disheveled lavender hair. Together, Trunks and Epona galloped to the entrance of his home. Horrified, he stepped back. "My... my.. this forest.. it's overrun by beasts! Goddamnit...." he growled as he hacked away at a couple of vines. Crawling up, he ran into the Lost Woods. His memory came back to him as he walked through the whole place, knowing every turn he should make. "The Forest Temple..... my... this is where my......" Remembering, he took out his Ocarina. Playing that sweet tune that everyone could jump to, a voice came into his head. 'Trunks? Great! You're safe! I knew I would hear from you again! I'm in the Forest Temple! The forest spirits were calling for help, so I went to check it out... but it's full of evil demons! Help me, Trunks!' Tears stung in Trunks' eyes as he heard the supple tone of his first friend.... Bra. The other kids used to tease him because he was an outsider when he was younger. Bra didn't care what the others said. She befriended him much like the way Marron did. Despite the teasing towards the 'couple', Trunks didn't think of Bra that way.. More of a..... younger sister. It wasn't surprising that Bra was the Sage of the Forest Temple. He sort of guessed it already. Floating upwards, Trunks scanned the strange creature- infested territory. Into the temple he went, darkness following behind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Inside The Temple ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I hate this place...." Trunks shivered, making his way through the spider webs. Opening the doors, he found a room where four different colored ghosts were. The shutting of the doors seemed to scare them seeing as how they scattered. In the middle, a voice could be heard. "Pitiable.. still as idiotic as ever with your dumb-witted movements. Before Trunks could react, he felt that person hit him in the head. "So, my guess is that you need my help..... like always," the familiar feminine voice boasted, strictness still sensed behind the teasing. Gasping, Trunks let his hand that was nursing his throbbing head drop to the side of his body. "......... Pan....."
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WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!! That was long! Well, sorry if you think it was TOO much like the real thing, but hey, it wouldn't work if I didn't go this way. So, what happens next? Is it really Pan? Who IS this mysterious Sheik? WHY THE HELL DOES IT SAY 'Roshi A.K.A. Ladies' Man' ON MASTER ROSHI'S GRAVE!?! Find out in the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks to Assassin Hime - SaKuRa, AnimeFreak-TrunksPan-Luver4evr, Heather Tsouki, pa0gwen, LoNeLy*PaN, Tyleet, Mistress Yuna, ssjha, Angelbabe14, BCK, and chibigoten124/SSJ3MysticPan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!! Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PRISCILLA AND MATT DOES THINK ABOUT YOUR BODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DB/Z/GT!!! Nor. do I own Zelda... I'm just.... borrowing a couple lines from the game, but I do NOT own either! Got it? It's just for fun and besides, sites have those lines up and it'd be unfair if a fanfic writer couldn't use them.. but I still must say this..Oh, phooey.
Trunks:21
Ubuu:21
Pan:20
Marron:20 ½
IMPORTANT! Some of the new characters will be from Zelda itself, but some others that portray a Zelda character will be named with a DBZ name, k? So, like Zelda is Marron and Link is Trunks. Got it?
WOOHOO!!! A NEW CHAPTER!!! FINALLY!! So so so...... before I start... I MUST sing! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PRISCILLA!!!!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Her birthday is on 2/4/03. WOOHOO! The unlucky thirteen! Oh well! I hope ya have a nice birthday topped with billions of gifts! Oh, and a kiss from Matt- chan! ^____^ Now, on with the ficcie!
Who the hell is this Athena? *shrugs* Hey, if she's a T/P hater, she can fucking burn in hell! Right, my T/P followers????? I don't give a crap about what she said. As far as I'm concerned, she's just saying that 'cuz she doesn't like Trunks and Pan. *shrugs* I'm not saying I'm good, but what can you expect from a 13 year old, anyway? Besides, I told ya, I don't like skipping lines every fucking time I write a sentence. I think it's getting peoples' hopes up when they first look inside and say 'Oh! Wow, it's so long! I guess I'll be busy reading this!' and then 3 minutes later, they go, 'HEY! I thought it'd be longer than THAT....' So, I'm just throwing everything into paragraphs like the way they teach you at school. *GASP* I ACTUALLY LISTEN TO TEACHERS AT SCHOOL!?! *faints* *NOW*, on with the ficcie!
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The miasma was surrounding the entire land, shrouding the once beautiful region. A dreadful voice laughed out into the poisonous haze. The unending string of threats hanging in the night sky were about the obliteration of the world and a new era beginning. "In seven years, I shall be the supreme one.. the one who will start the era of darkness as my insinuating shadows cast themselves across the soon-to-be desolate earth. Then...."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chamber of Time ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'I feel light...... What happened to me? It's.. like my body has been sleeping for a long period of time.... and....' "Uh, young man.." a soft tone called out. Opening his eyes, Trunks stared straight at the man in the soft robe. "Whe-where am I?" Trunks asked, knots already forming in his stomach. "You are in the Chamber of Time. Go ahead! Look!" the man beckoned with a kind smile. 'I'm almost afraid to,' the lavender-haired boy thought to himself as he squinted his eyes and looked down. Gasping, Trunks quickly moved his hands across his abdomen and chest. "I'm.... I've..... WHAT!?!" he lashed out, belief of everything around him vanishing. "Well, judging from the look on your face, you're.. surprised?" the old man chortled. "THIS CAN'T BE! I-" "You what?" "How did my body... Grow this much in what, ten seconds!?!" "Actually my boy, you've been in here for seven years." Trunks looked at his surroundings. He was on a blue platform with..... different colored pictures on the floor. The whole room seemed as if it were melting and running down, but it stayed exactly the same. Then, realizing what the elder said, his head snapped up. "S-seven YEARS!! Oh god.. why me?" Trunks muttered to the heavens, then quickly shut up, wondering if THIS was heaven. 'What a crappy place to be heaven! It's not even big enough! Where are the angels and cherubs?' he thought sullenly to himself. "Oh ho ho ho.. No, this is NOT heaven. My, what an imagination you have! Cherubs and angels. ho ho ho!" the aged man chuckled when he read Trunks' mind. "Eh? Oh.. well, how do I get back?" Trunks asked, fondling his Master Sword that he had unsheathed almost as if it were a reflex. "First, you must listen. An evil and maniacal man came to my temple, and has taken over with his wisdom.... but there is still hope! The power of the Sages remains. When the power of all the Sages is awakened, the Sages' Seals will contain all the evil power in the void of the Realm. I, Kami, am one of the Sages. And, your power to fight together with the Sages makes you the Hero of Time! The Hero of Time, chosen by the Master Sword! Keep my spirit with you.... and, find the power of the other Sages and add their might to your own!" he finished while Trunks scratched his head in perplexity.
"Here, take this on your quest," the man said as he lifted his arms up into the air and waited. Soon, a golden medallion came down and landed in Trunks' hands. "Hey, this... is just like one of the pictures on the floors," Trunks said in wonder, but before long, he was transported out of the Chamber of Time; appearing in the room in which he had pulled the Master Sword out of the stone pedestal. Hearing a sound from behind, Trunks quickly held up his sword in a striking position. Realizing that it was only a young man, he dropped his guard, but still looked at the man suspiciously. "There is no need to be chary. I am Sheik of the Sheikahs. This is a legend of the temples passed down by my people..... when evil rules all, an awakening voice from the Sacred Realm will call those destined to be Sages, who dwell in the five temples. One in a deep forest... one in a high mountain... one under a vast lake... one within the house of the dead... one inside a goddess of sand... together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world... a young girl is awaiting her awakening in the Forest Temple, but you should head towards the village near the gates of the market. There, you shall find something that will help you in your rigorous journey." Sheik concluded with folded arms. Slowly, Trunks walked outside. The sky was a miserable swell of black. The air reeked of the dead as he continued into the abandoned and torn down marketplace. The deserted market was teeming up with zombies that moved around, looking for a brain to feed on. Without stopping, Trunks rushed out of there and through the gates. Unexpectedly, he fell into the cold and dirtied moat. Once across the broken down bridge, Trunks ran to the village that Sheik had informed him about.
"Damn, things are worse than I thought around here!" he said out loud. Walking around, he discovered things about the place and what has been happening. Stumbling on a shrub, he fell down and not too gracefully either. "Ow.." Grabbing onto the nearest object to help himself up, Trunks found a sign that said 'Graveyard'. Entering, Trunks looked at the tiny shack that seemed as if it used to house someone. Taking a look around sent chills down Trunks' spine so he went inside, not even bothering to knock. He was indeed right. The place did house someone because there was a bed there. A book lay not too far from him. Being the mischievous little demon he was, Trunks picked up the book and started reading. "Whoever reads this, please enter my grave. I will let you have my sacrosanct power. I'm waiting for you -Master Roshi," he said. Throwing the diary down, he ran outside to the grave marked 'Roshi A.K.A. Ladies' Man'. Using his strength, Trunks opened the grave up and jumped down into the dark hole. A race was announced and Trunks took the challenge of going through the maze under the time limit of one minute. 'If I have to beat this so-called dead spirit named Roshi to get that power of his, I will... but what's with the name on the grave?' he thought without a doubt in his mind that he would win, and yet with confusion.... Through the labyrinth he went, steering clear of the fire that was left in Master Roshi's trail. As fast as he could move, Trunks made it through the door under in fifty-eight seconds. Wiping the sweat off, he went up to Master Roshi who looked at him with his sunglasses. With a win came a treasure and Trunks had won the right to learn Roshi's special attack that he could strengthen over time under his great expertise. In a short period of time, he had mastered the move he remembered Pan using on him called the Kamehameha Wave. Exiting the grave, Trunks sprinted out of the necropolis, content with this knowledge. 'Now, I must go back........ back home......' he thought distantly.
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"How the fuck did I get myself into this mess!?!" Trunks hollered, slamming at the gates that held him prisoner in the ranch. "NO! IF KING VEGETA FOUND OUT I LOST HIS PRECIOUS HORSE TO YOU, I WOULD BE IN DEEP TROUBLE! So, I'm keeping my promise. I'll let you have the horse, Epona.... but I'M KEEPING YOU IN CONFINEMENT WITH HER! Now, you'll have company with you for the rest of your life," Krillin said greedily. Walking away, he left a mortifying cackle that made the atmosphere that much denser. Sighing, Trunks grabbed Epona and eyed the wooden fences. "If I......" he started with a smirk. Nudging Epona, he moved backwards until he had enough space to start. As the sun came down, Trunks motioned Epona to jump over the fence and out into the fields. "Oh, man...... That bald guy sure was creepy," Trunks muttered, running a hand through his soft and very disheveled lavender hair. Together, Trunks and Epona galloped to the entrance of his home. Horrified, he stepped back. "My... my.. this forest.. it's overrun by beasts! Goddamnit...." he growled as he hacked away at a couple of vines. Crawling up, he ran into the Lost Woods. His memory came back to him as he walked through the whole place, knowing every turn he should make. "The Forest Temple..... my... this is where my......" Remembering, he took out his Ocarina. Playing that sweet tune that everyone could jump to, a voice came into his head. 'Trunks? Great! You're safe! I knew I would hear from you again! I'm in the Forest Temple! The forest spirits were calling for help, so I went to check it out... but it's full of evil demons! Help me, Trunks!' Tears stung in Trunks' eyes as he heard the supple tone of his first friend.... Bra. The other kids used to tease him because he was an outsider when he was younger. Bra didn't care what the others said. She befriended him much like the way Marron did. Despite the teasing towards the 'couple', Trunks didn't think of Bra that way.. More of a..... younger sister. It wasn't surprising that Bra was the Sage of the Forest Temple. He sort of guessed it already. Floating upwards, Trunks scanned the strange creature- infested territory. Into the temple he went, darkness following behind.
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"I hate this place...." Trunks shivered, making his way through the spider webs. Opening the doors, he found a room where four different colored ghosts were. The shutting of the doors seemed to scare them seeing as how they scattered. In the middle, a voice could be heard. "Pitiable.. still as idiotic as ever with your dumb-witted movements. Before Trunks could react, he felt that person hit him in the head. "So, my guess is that you need my help..... like always," the familiar feminine voice boasted, strictness still sensed behind the teasing. Gasping, Trunks let his hand that was nursing his throbbing head drop to the side of his body. "......... Pan....."
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WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!! That was long! Well, sorry if you think it was TOO much like the real thing, but hey, it wouldn't work if I didn't go this way. So, what happens next? Is it really Pan? Who IS this mysterious Sheik? WHY THE HELL DOES IT SAY 'Roshi A.K.A. Ladies' Man' ON MASTER ROSHI'S GRAVE!?! Find out in the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks to Assassin Hime - SaKuRa, AnimeFreak-TrunksPan-Luver4evr, Heather Tsouki, pa0gwen, LoNeLy*PaN, Tyleet, Mistress Yuna, ssjha, Angelbabe14, BCK, and chibigoten124/SSJ3MysticPan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!! Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO PRISCILLA AND MATT DOES THINK ABOUT YOUR BODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!