"Dammit!" exclaimed Trunks. The prospect of another powerful warrior being
on Earth had actually managed to get his hopes up. Something he didn't
remember feeling for a long time. Not since before Gohan had died. He
scolded him self for thinking that something good might actually happen
around here. "Well what about this monster you were telling me about? The
one that you said had arrived on Earth?" Bulma put the box down on the
table and turned to Hoi.
"Hildegarn?" the old man said with a look of terror on his face. "It is an fearsome beast. I fear that Tabion was the only thing that might have been able to stand in its path."
"I'll fight it," Trunks declared. "I'm a Super Saiyan after all."
"Trunks, no..." his mother started to protest but Hoi cut her off.
"You are strong boy, but I do not believe that even your strength would be enough to stop Hildegarn."
"I have to try." Trunks felt useless. He wasn't strong enough to fight the androids and now he was being told that he wasn't going to be able to stop another monster from destroying his home and planet. Some last savior of Earth he was turning out to be.
"There may yet be a way to free Tabion. Is it true that there are a set of Dragon Balls here? We could use those to wish back Tabion and break the oracle's seal. i'm sure that it would be well within Shenlong's power."
Trunks watched as his mother became overcome with depression, and he knew why. Whenever the Dragon Balls were mentioned she would always get reminded of her friends that had died. "That's not possible," he replied solemly. "The Dragon Balls were destroyed about 15 years ago. Piccolo, the Namek that was more or less reponsible for them was killed by the androids."
"No that can't be!" Hoi shouted in protest.
"I'm afraid its true," Bulma added. Trunks could tell that she was holding back tears. "Without Piccolo there are no Dragon Balls." Turnks could feel more anger swelling within himself. They were so close to freeing someone that could really make a difference and all that was standing between them was a stupid music box. He felt like smashing against the ground but as the box had proved, it was resiting even his Saiyan strength, mocking him. He slammed his fist against the wall in frustration, creating a hole and causing most of the wall to shake. The wind-chime shook as well and filled the air with random notes.
"Oh my god!" he heard his mother exclaim behind him. He turned around to see what was the matter.
"What is it?" he asked confused.
"The crank...it...it just turned...." she managed to stammer out.
"You mother is right," Hoi added. "We both saw it. It happened when you hit the wall. I've never seen it do that before."
"Do it again son," Bulma told him. Without turning around he whipped his fist back and impacted with the wall once again, and once again the crank on the music box turn a small amount.
"How is that possible mother?" he asked her.
Bulma picked up the box off the table and began to examine it. Trunks was positive that if anyone could figure out what had happen, his mother could. Suddenly her head snapped up as if she had been struck. "That's it!" she shouted with joy.
"What is it?" asked Trunks.
"As strange and magical as this box is, it can't but be what it is!"
"Huh?"
"It's a music box!" she explained. "When you struck the wall you caused the windchime I had setup to shake. When it did it must have hit a note in whatever song this music box is supposed to play."
"So what does this mean?" Hoi questioned with a skeptical look on his face.
"It means that if I can figure out the right sequence of notes and play them it will open up the box and break the oracles seal. I think. I'm going to have to take it into the lab, but I should be able to have the computer run through a series of notes and figure out the order that will unlock this little device."
"Mom that's fantastic!" Trunks shouted. He was starting to get his hopes up again. He actually allowed himself to smile. He looked over at Hoi who appeared to be smiling as well. There was something about his expression though that brought up weird feelings in Trunks. Hoi was happy, but it seemed to be for a different reason.
"Hildegarn?" the old man said with a look of terror on his face. "It is an fearsome beast. I fear that Tabion was the only thing that might have been able to stand in its path."
"I'll fight it," Trunks declared. "I'm a Super Saiyan after all."
"Trunks, no..." his mother started to protest but Hoi cut her off.
"You are strong boy, but I do not believe that even your strength would be enough to stop Hildegarn."
"I have to try." Trunks felt useless. He wasn't strong enough to fight the androids and now he was being told that he wasn't going to be able to stop another monster from destroying his home and planet. Some last savior of Earth he was turning out to be.
"There may yet be a way to free Tabion. Is it true that there are a set of Dragon Balls here? We could use those to wish back Tabion and break the oracle's seal. i'm sure that it would be well within Shenlong's power."
Trunks watched as his mother became overcome with depression, and he knew why. Whenever the Dragon Balls were mentioned she would always get reminded of her friends that had died. "That's not possible," he replied solemly. "The Dragon Balls were destroyed about 15 years ago. Piccolo, the Namek that was more or less reponsible for them was killed by the androids."
"No that can't be!" Hoi shouted in protest.
"I'm afraid its true," Bulma added. Trunks could tell that she was holding back tears. "Without Piccolo there are no Dragon Balls." Turnks could feel more anger swelling within himself. They were so close to freeing someone that could really make a difference and all that was standing between them was a stupid music box. He felt like smashing against the ground but as the box had proved, it was resiting even his Saiyan strength, mocking him. He slammed his fist against the wall in frustration, creating a hole and causing most of the wall to shake. The wind-chime shook as well and filled the air with random notes.
"Oh my god!" he heard his mother exclaim behind him. He turned around to see what was the matter.
"What is it?" he asked confused.
"The crank...it...it just turned...." she managed to stammer out.
"You mother is right," Hoi added. "We both saw it. It happened when you hit the wall. I've never seen it do that before."
"Do it again son," Bulma told him. Without turning around he whipped his fist back and impacted with the wall once again, and once again the crank on the music box turn a small amount.
"How is that possible mother?" he asked her.
Bulma picked up the box off the table and began to examine it. Trunks was positive that if anyone could figure out what had happen, his mother could. Suddenly her head snapped up as if she had been struck. "That's it!" she shouted with joy.
"What is it?" asked Trunks.
"As strange and magical as this box is, it can't but be what it is!"
"Huh?"
"It's a music box!" she explained. "When you struck the wall you caused the windchime I had setup to shake. When it did it must have hit a note in whatever song this music box is supposed to play."
"So what does this mean?" Hoi questioned with a skeptical look on his face.
"It means that if I can figure out the right sequence of notes and play them it will open up the box and break the oracles seal. I think. I'm going to have to take it into the lab, but I should be able to have the computer run through a series of notes and figure out the order that will unlock this little device."
"Mom that's fantastic!" Trunks shouted. He was starting to get his hopes up again. He actually allowed himself to smile. He looked over at Hoi who appeared to be smiling as well. There was something about his expression though that brought up weird feelings in Trunks. Hoi was happy, but it seemed to be for a different reason.