CHAPTER 7
Trunks reached the mountains in no time at all. He followed the oddly made path through the towering giants. Sure enough, he could tell by the vapor marks on the sides of the rocks around him that there was a crash here, maybe as recent as two weeks ago. He stopped his walk and picked up a scrap piece of metal on the dusty ground beneath him. He held it close to his eyes trying to make out the symbol that once adorned the metal. The shape appeared to be two crescent moons facing each other and a large "A". The color, thought Trunks uneasily, was blood red.
The path soon revealed the destroyed ship and Trunks flew to the entrance. He landed lightly inside. 'If I remember Mother's notes that she gathered from Father about these spacecrafts correctly, then the control room should be in the left wing.' Trunks levitated off his feet and flew quickly, but carefully down the hall.
Soon the dark hallway opened up to what smelt like a butchery shop. All around Trunks lay cold, dead corpses. Some had burns all over their bodies; many were smashed beyond recognition of species from the mountain collision. Pulling his purple bandana over his face like a robber's mask he headed towards the large monitor on the nearby by wall. He channeled a ball of ki to use as a light. Quickly scanning the buttons and cracked screen, Trunks concluded it must be the main controls. Yanking a partially severed green alien off the keyboard, Trunks looked at it in confusion. "All right," he said into his bandana, "This button is to check gas pressure, that one is for switching to manual. c'mon, where's the recorder?" Trunks finished feeling along the table and now moved his hands over the base, searching for anything that he could use. "Well that's more like it" Trunks muffled voice yelled in triumphant. He grabbed the metal door he had found and punched a hole into it. The door dented in and Trunks removed it, the door clattering to the ground as he dropped it. Trunks peered into the dark space in front of him, the door was only one foot wide and two feet in length yet behind it were thousands of tiny wires and devices. The ki ball in Trunks left hand moved lower to gaze into the new discovery. Trunks began to delicately pull and move the wires around, still searching for something to explain what was going on. His right hand closed over a small box, and in the darkness around his face, he grinned. In his hand was the memory of the ship, all the co-ordinates it had been to, it's future destinations, and Trunks hoped, the computer data on what the ship was doing here on Namek. With a quick snap of the wrist he pulled out the box with only two wires still attached. Trunks stood up and tugged gently at the wires, popping them off and discarding them on the ground.
"Now I need to find the Captain's log". He began to go back towards the corridor, but didn't go down it. Instead he turned to his right and found a large door with symbols on it. He blasted the door effortlessly. The once sturdy door had melted right off its hinges. Inside were a bed and a desk and a few random items scattered on the floor. The bed was large, human standards, and decorated with soft red material and tassels. The walls shone lightly with a clean, expensive metal. 'Obviously this is the Captain's room'. Trunks walked towards the desk. On it there was what looked like a laptop. Both the bed and desk was secured to the walls and floor to keep them from moving around. The laptop too, was attached to the desk. Trunks grabbed the sides of the laptop and jerked it off the table. Wires snapped and the desk groaned as he pulled the laptop off. Tucking it under his arm and patting the small box in his pocket He walked back out into the control room. Without a second thought he blasted a ki ball at the nearest wall and flew through the newly made hole back to the sun. Trunks tore the scarf from his face and breathed in deeply, savoring the air. He flew off, high into the sky, back to his friend's to show them his discovery.
Trunks reached the mountains in no time at all. He followed the oddly made path through the towering giants. Sure enough, he could tell by the vapor marks on the sides of the rocks around him that there was a crash here, maybe as recent as two weeks ago. He stopped his walk and picked up a scrap piece of metal on the dusty ground beneath him. He held it close to his eyes trying to make out the symbol that once adorned the metal. The shape appeared to be two crescent moons facing each other and a large "A". The color, thought Trunks uneasily, was blood red.
The path soon revealed the destroyed ship and Trunks flew to the entrance. He landed lightly inside. 'If I remember Mother's notes that she gathered from Father about these spacecrafts correctly, then the control room should be in the left wing.' Trunks levitated off his feet and flew quickly, but carefully down the hall.
Soon the dark hallway opened up to what smelt like a butchery shop. All around Trunks lay cold, dead corpses. Some had burns all over their bodies; many were smashed beyond recognition of species from the mountain collision. Pulling his purple bandana over his face like a robber's mask he headed towards the large monitor on the nearby by wall. He channeled a ball of ki to use as a light. Quickly scanning the buttons and cracked screen, Trunks concluded it must be the main controls. Yanking a partially severed green alien off the keyboard, Trunks looked at it in confusion. "All right," he said into his bandana, "This button is to check gas pressure, that one is for switching to manual. c'mon, where's the recorder?" Trunks finished feeling along the table and now moved his hands over the base, searching for anything that he could use. "Well that's more like it" Trunks muffled voice yelled in triumphant. He grabbed the metal door he had found and punched a hole into it. The door dented in and Trunks removed it, the door clattering to the ground as he dropped it. Trunks peered into the dark space in front of him, the door was only one foot wide and two feet in length yet behind it were thousands of tiny wires and devices. The ki ball in Trunks left hand moved lower to gaze into the new discovery. Trunks began to delicately pull and move the wires around, still searching for something to explain what was going on. His right hand closed over a small box, and in the darkness around his face, he grinned. In his hand was the memory of the ship, all the co-ordinates it had been to, it's future destinations, and Trunks hoped, the computer data on what the ship was doing here on Namek. With a quick snap of the wrist he pulled out the box with only two wires still attached. Trunks stood up and tugged gently at the wires, popping them off and discarding them on the ground.
"Now I need to find the Captain's log". He began to go back towards the corridor, but didn't go down it. Instead he turned to his right and found a large door with symbols on it. He blasted the door effortlessly. The once sturdy door had melted right off its hinges. Inside were a bed and a desk and a few random items scattered on the floor. The bed was large, human standards, and decorated with soft red material and tassels. The walls shone lightly with a clean, expensive metal. 'Obviously this is the Captain's room'. Trunks walked towards the desk. On it there was what looked like a laptop. Both the bed and desk was secured to the walls and floor to keep them from moving around. The laptop too, was attached to the desk. Trunks grabbed the sides of the laptop and jerked it off the table. Wires snapped and the desk groaned as he pulled the laptop off. Tucking it under his arm and patting the small box in his pocket He walked back out into the control room. Without a second thought he blasted a ki ball at the nearest wall and flew through the newly made hole back to the sun. Trunks tore the scarf from his face and breathed in deeply, savoring the air. He flew off, high into the sky, back to his friend's to show them his discovery.