Chronicles of Fate

Prologue

A/N: This is my first try at writing fanfics, so don't expect a lot out of me. Also I know that the first chapter is rather short, the others will be much longer. It's a prologue to make you get in the spirit of the story. Eventually I plan it to be T/M. If people will like it, I will continue.

Disclaimer: I do not own Trunks or Marron or any other characters affiliated to Dragonball. Yet this story was written by me, therefore I do own it.

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Darkness and light balance the forces of nature. They neutralise each other forming harmony. Through all the centuries the battle against the forces of evil and good had been everlasting. Yet, the lord of the darkness seems to be acquiring more power through the greedy hearts of those who own the deepest desires of richness and power...

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The clouds hung down, low and threateningly dark. A storm was waning in the distance, waiting to destroy with its energy of the wind and waters. Anyone with a sane mind wouldn't be out of his dwellings. Especially due to the current situation in the rather small and god-forsaken village, Ledingh. Yet..

The hooves of a horse could be heard clicking on the worn-down pathway towards Ledingh. Its rider rode on silently as if listening for the wind. The rider slowly motioned the horse to stop and gazed at the distance towards Ledingh. It was in dark flames soaring up in the sky as if struggling to join the darkening clouds.

He was on the floor, petrified. The horror in his eyes couldn't explain the terror he was feeling in his heart. He felt like screaming for help. But he knew, no one would listen to him, they were dead... He had no way of escape, the village was all in flames, ashes. He slowly raised his eyes up to his aggressor. Never in his life had he seen such a revolting creature. His arms were as thick as those of an elephant's trunk. His eyes were red, like the blood oozing on the floors. He knew he had no chance against that monster. Instinctively his eyes ran on the floor and he spotted a broken trunk. He grabbed it, intending to attack the creature but the monster was faster and one of his arms smashed right into his skull killing him instantly.

The rider of the horse looked at the blackening village in a mixture of feelings. Anger, Horror? The sudden movement of the horse's reins made the horse race down towards Ledingh. Only Fate did know what would happen next...