Brothers
By Gozilla
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
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*crap* - thoughts
"crap" - conversation
(crap) - author's note
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Chapter 5 - The Beginning?
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~In the past timeline~
~Present~
~Inside the Brief's mansion~
Sound of fighting and explosion could be heard across the corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was the heavy metal door of the enhanced gravity chamber. Inside the chamber, two super Saiyajin worriers fought.
Vegeta, the Saiya prince, flied towards his opponent with tremendous speed, throwing ki balls one after another. His opponent, Trunks, now 12 years old, dodged the ki balls with ease and charged towards his father for close- range combat.
A female voice came from the intercom in the room, "Vegeta, Trunks, time for lunch."
"Yes, mum. I am coming." Little Trunks stopped fighting and answered.
"Chi, stupid woman. Doesn't she know we are in training?" Vegeta spat in disgust.
"Well, we got to eat, right? Let's go." Little Trunks said as he left the chamber. He went straight to the kitchen, where his mother was. When he got to the kitchen, he greeted Bulma before sitting down and ate.
*Little Trunks has changed so much over the past few years.* Bulma thought as she watched her son eating, *Ever since the faithful battle 7 years ago, he has become much more polite and gentle. Though he could not remember a thing about the incidence...*
Bulma looked out of the window, *Trunks... I wonder what happened to you. I have not heard of a word from you since that day.*
Suddenly, Little Trunks shot up, sensing the approach of the ki of certain uninvited visitors from the outer space to a nearby area.
Vegeta, who just arrived the kitchen, also sensed the ki, "Another bunch of stupid aliens." he murmured in annoyance.
"Dad, this group is weak." Trunks said, "I can handle them myself." as he charged out of the door, flying towards the source of the ki.
Vegeta looked as his son disappeared in the horizon, no emotion shown on his face. He was about to turn and eat when a unique but familiar feeling struck. So slightly, yet, so powerful as a ripple spread across his long- stilled emotion.
Vegeta shivered slightly as the long buried memories re-surfaced, *He is here. But where? I can sense his presence but I can't feel his ki...* he thought as he charged out of the house.
"Vegeta? Where are you going?" Bulma shouted, confused by the sudden change of her husband's behaviour.
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~10 minutes later~
~Out in the open~
Little Trunks followed the ki and saw a spacecraft on the opening. He landed near the vehicle and met three octopus-like aliens.
"Who are you?" Little Trunks asked, "What do you want?"
"Stay out of our way, little boy." one of the aliens said, "We are taking the rich resources of the planet for our use. If you don't want to be killed, you'd better run now."
Little Trunks smirked, the infamous Vegeta smirk, "What makes you think that I will let you do that? How are you going to stop me from making you all a full dish of octopus sashimi?"
The leading alien held up one of its tentacles, "With this." as a bright ring shot straight towards the youth.
Trunks did not have time to react before the ring bounded him around his waist, tying his hands to his body. "K'so!" he cursed as he tried to power up. But he found that he could not power up, "Nani?"
"This is called a 'Restraint Ring'." the leading alien said, "Not only it can suppress one's power, it can also absorb his energy for our use."
Little Trunks fell to his knees as he felt his energy being drained by the ring at an alarming rate, *I have underestimated these ugly aliens...* he thought as he felt blackness was threatening to overwhelm his mind.
Suddenly, Little Trunks felt the ring was being cut free of him. He opened his eyes and saw the back of a man, charged towards the three aliens at inhuman speed. The man's right hand reached the back of his right shoulder, sheathing a sword hidden at his back, and swung it with lightning speed against the aliens.
With flashes of light, the aliens fell to the ground, each being cut into a dozen pieces. The man threw two ki balls, one at the body pieces of the aliens, the other one at the spacecraft, sending them exploded and burnt in fierce flame.
Little Trunks watched in disbelieve. He sensed the man's extremely powerful ki during his attack, which was masked completely immediately after the attack.
The man turned to face the youth. Only by then could Little Trunks take a good look at the man.
The stranger, who was wearing a torn, old leather long ankle-length robe, with a piece of cloth loosely wrapped around his face, only revealing his eyes, stood in front of Little Trunks.
The stranger looked straight into the bright blue eyes of Little Trunks. To his astonishment, Little Trunks found that he was looking at the very identical eyes of his own.
A weird feeling suddenly struck Little Trunks, the familiar eyes, the familiar ki, the familiar scene, all these broke the thick barrier of certain memories buried deep inside of his mind.
The memories of the visitors when he was five, the battle with the hunters, the flash of light reflected by a sword pinning a young man to a rock, the explosion... all flooded back.
"Trunks? Oniisan?" Little Trunks asked hesitantly.
"You know me?" the young man's eyes widened in surprise, "Have we met before? But I don't remember being in this timeline before." the man said as he pulled down the cloth covering his face, revealing a handsome face and his soft purple hair, "Yes, my name is Trunks. Or at least this is what they have told me. If I not mistaken, you are my younger-self in this timeline, right? Nice to meet you."
Little Trunks looked at the young man, speechless as he was confused by the words, "What... what do you mean by your younger-self? Don't you remember me? I am Trunks, your distant cousin. You visited me when I was five and I got you into a fight with some aliens which... which ended up with a huge explosion... but I couldn't remember anything after that. You just disappeared ever since."
"Interesting." the young man smiled, though as confused as the youth, "This is the first time since my wandering life started that I met someone who has actually seen me before. Please tell me more. Am I a distant cousin of yours? Not your older-self?"
"Yes, he is your younger-self." came a deep voice.
It was Vegeta. Thought his face showed nothing, his heart was overwhelmed with happiness seeing his 'older' son returned, alive and in one piece.
"Hi there." Trunks smiled, "You must be Vegeta-san. They told me you are my father. You are the most friendly one I have even encountered. The other ones always wanted to kill me when we met. Well, at least before I or the Kai King in the timeline explains who I am and convinced him not to kill his own son."
Confused, Vegeta frowned and looked at the young man, "What do you mean? You were the one who visited us in this timeline. What happened to you? You seemed to have lost your memories about us."
Trunks seemed a bit taken aback from the words 'lost memories'. He looked up to the sky, "This is what the first Kai King I met have told me. He said he was the Kai King of the timeline I belong. But due to certain reasons, I have been granted with eternal life at the cost of losing all my memories of my previous life and I am not allowed to stay in my own timeline."
Trunks continued, "With that, I have been wandering between different timelines and space. But, interestingly, the Kai King in every timeline seemed to know me and took care of me."
Vegeta was shocked, half guessed what might have happened, "How long have been wandering?"
"I don't know." Trunks said, a wave of sadness flashed through his beautiful bright blue eyes, "Ever since I have been traveling through time and the fact that I have eternal life, I lost count of time. I am lonely and time does not matter to me anymore. I am really glad that finally I have found a timeline which someone actually knows me."
Vegeta struggled to absorb all the facts and odds thrown at him by the young man standing in front of him. When he finally cleared his mind, he had a thought which was against all his normal behaviour. Struggled hard against his usual pride, he asked in a whisper, "If you have no particular timeline or place to go, why don't you stay?"
"What?" Trunks asked.
Little Trunks' jaw dropped open in complete surprise at the request of his usually very arrogant father.
Vegeta blushed heavily, gritting his teeth, "You heard me boy." he said angrily, swearing every single rude word he knew under his nose, "If you don't want to, just leave."
Trunks smiled, his eyes filled with appreciation, "Of course I would love to stay. It is the very first time I have ever been invited to stay. Thank you, Vegeta-san."
"Stop calling me that." Vegeta groaned.
Trunks was confused for a moment, not realising what the Saiya prince meant. But then, a name escaped from the heavily locked memories. He smiled and said happily, "Yes, tousan."
"Dad," now the very confused Little Trunks asked, "could you please explain what is happening?"
"Go ask your mother." Vegeta said in annoyance before he started flying back to the Brief's mansion.
"Oh, well, whatever." Little Trunks shrugged. He turned to the young man standing in front of him, "Let's go home, oniisan. I am sure mum will scream in happiness when she sees you."
"Sure." Trunks replied as his smile broadened, his heart filled with the long-lost feeling of warmth. In this strange unfamiliar timeline, he had found something very important to him, a family he knew, a family who knew and accepted him.
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The End... Or just the beginning of another story?
I hope you enjoyed reading the story!!
Please review and comment! Thanks!!
By Gozilla
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*crap* - thoughts
"crap" - conversation
(crap) - author's note
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 5 - The Beginning?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~In the past timeline~
~Present~
~Inside the Brief's mansion~
Sound of fighting and explosion could be heard across the corridor. At the end of the corridor, there was the heavy metal door of the enhanced gravity chamber. Inside the chamber, two super Saiyajin worriers fought.
Vegeta, the Saiya prince, flied towards his opponent with tremendous speed, throwing ki balls one after another. His opponent, Trunks, now 12 years old, dodged the ki balls with ease and charged towards his father for close- range combat.
A female voice came from the intercom in the room, "Vegeta, Trunks, time for lunch."
"Yes, mum. I am coming." Little Trunks stopped fighting and answered.
"Chi, stupid woman. Doesn't she know we are in training?" Vegeta spat in disgust.
"Well, we got to eat, right? Let's go." Little Trunks said as he left the chamber. He went straight to the kitchen, where his mother was. When he got to the kitchen, he greeted Bulma before sitting down and ate.
*Little Trunks has changed so much over the past few years.* Bulma thought as she watched her son eating, *Ever since the faithful battle 7 years ago, he has become much more polite and gentle. Though he could not remember a thing about the incidence...*
Bulma looked out of the window, *Trunks... I wonder what happened to you. I have not heard of a word from you since that day.*
Suddenly, Little Trunks shot up, sensing the approach of the ki of certain uninvited visitors from the outer space to a nearby area.
Vegeta, who just arrived the kitchen, also sensed the ki, "Another bunch of stupid aliens." he murmured in annoyance.
"Dad, this group is weak." Trunks said, "I can handle them myself." as he charged out of the door, flying towards the source of the ki.
Vegeta looked as his son disappeared in the horizon, no emotion shown on his face. He was about to turn and eat when a unique but familiar feeling struck. So slightly, yet, so powerful as a ripple spread across his long- stilled emotion.
Vegeta shivered slightly as the long buried memories re-surfaced, *He is here. But where? I can sense his presence but I can't feel his ki...* he thought as he charged out of the house.
"Vegeta? Where are you going?" Bulma shouted, confused by the sudden change of her husband's behaviour.
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~10 minutes later~
~Out in the open~
Little Trunks followed the ki and saw a spacecraft on the opening. He landed near the vehicle and met three octopus-like aliens.
"Who are you?" Little Trunks asked, "What do you want?"
"Stay out of our way, little boy." one of the aliens said, "We are taking the rich resources of the planet for our use. If you don't want to be killed, you'd better run now."
Little Trunks smirked, the infamous Vegeta smirk, "What makes you think that I will let you do that? How are you going to stop me from making you all a full dish of octopus sashimi?"
The leading alien held up one of its tentacles, "With this." as a bright ring shot straight towards the youth.
Trunks did not have time to react before the ring bounded him around his waist, tying his hands to his body. "K'so!" he cursed as he tried to power up. But he found that he could not power up, "Nani?"
"This is called a 'Restraint Ring'." the leading alien said, "Not only it can suppress one's power, it can also absorb his energy for our use."
Little Trunks fell to his knees as he felt his energy being drained by the ring at an alarming rate, *I have underestimated these ugly aliens...* he thought as he felt blackness was threatening to overwhelm his mind.
Suddenly, Little Trunks felt the ring was being cut free of him. He opened his eyes and saw the back of a man, charged towards the three aliens at inhuman speed. The man's right hand reached the back of his right shoulder, sheathing a sword hidden at his back, and swung it with lightning speed against the aliens.
With flashes of light, the aliens fell to the ground, each being cut into a dozen pieces. The man threw two ki balls, one at the body pieces of the aliens, the other one at the spacecraft, sending them exploded and burnt in fierce flame.
Little Trunks watched in disbelieve. He sensed the man's extremely powerful ki during his attack, which was masked completely immediately after the attack.
The man turned to face the youth. Only by then could Little Trunks take a good look at the man.
The stranger, who was wearing a torn, old leather long ankle-length robe, with a piece of cloth loosely wrapped around his face, only revealing his eyes, stood in front of Little Trunks.
The stranger looked straight into the bright blue eyes of Little Trunks. To his astonishment, Little Trunks found that he was looking at the very identical eyes of his own.
A weird feeling suddenly struck Little Trunks, the familiar eyes, the familiar ki, the familiar scene, all these broke the thick barrier of certain memories buried deep inside of his mind.
The memories of the visitors when he was five, the battle with the hunters, the flash of light reflected by a sword pinning a young man to a rock, the explosion... all flooded back.
"Trunks? Oniisan?" Little Trunks asked hesitantly.
"You know me?" the young man's eyes widened in surprise, "Have we met before? But I don't remember being in this timeline before." the man said as he pulled down the cloth covering his face, revealing a handsome face and his soft purple hair, "Yes, my name is Trunks. Or at least this is what they have told me. If I not mistaken, you are my younger-self in this timeline, right? Nice to meet you."
Little Trunks looked at the young man, speechless as he was confused by the words, "What... what do you mean by your younger-self? Don't you remember me? I am Trunks, your distant cousin. You visited me when I was five and I got you into a fight with some aliens which... which ended up with a huge explosion... but I couldn't remember anything after that. You just disappeared ever since."
"Interesting." the young man smiled, though as confused as the youth, "This is the first time since my wandering life started that I met someone who has actually seen me before. Please tell me more. Am I a distant cousin of yours? Not your older-self?"
"Yes, he is your younger-self." came a deep voice.
It was Vegeta. Thought his face showed nothing, his heart was overwhelmed with happiness seeing his 'older' son returned, alive and in one piece.
"Hi there." Trunks smiled, "You must be Vegeta-san. They told me you are my father. You are the most friendly one I have even encountered. The other ones always wanted to kill me when we met. Well, at least before I or the Kai King in the timeline explains who I am and convinced him not to kill his own son."
Confused, Vegeta frowned and looked at the young man, "What do you mean? You were the one who visited us in this timeline. What happened to you? You seemed to have lost your memories about us."
Trunks seemed a bit taken aback from the words 'lost memories'. He looked up to the sky, "This is what the first Kai King I met have told me. He said he was the Kai King of the timeline I belong. But due to certain reasons, I have been granted with eternal life at the cost of losing all my memories of my previous life and I am not allowed to stay in my own timeline."
Trunks continued, "With that, I have been wandering between different timelines and space. But, interestingly, the Kai King in every timeline seemed to know me and took care of me."
Vegeta was shocked, half guessed what might have happened, "How long have been wandering?"
"I don't know." Trunks said, a wave of sadness flashed through his beautiful bright blue eyes, "Ever since I have been traveling through time and the fact that I have eternal life, I lost count of time. I am lonely and time does not matter to me anymore. I am really glad that finally I have found a timeline which someone actually knows me."
Vegeta struggled to absorb all the facts and odds thrown at him by the young man standing in front of him. When he finally cleared his mind, he had a thought which was against all his normal behaviour. Struggled hard against his usual pride, he asked in a whisper, "If you have no particular timeline or place to go, why don't you stay?"
"What?" Trunks asked.
Little Trunks' jaw dropped open in complete surprise at the request of his usually very arrogant father.
Vegeta blushed heavily, gritting his teeth, "You heard me boy." he said angrily, swearing every single rude word he knew under his nose, "If you don't want to, just leave."
Trunks smiled, his eyes filled with appreciation, "Of course I would love to stay. It is the very first time I have ever been invited to stay. Thank you, Vegeta-san."
"Stop calling me that." Vegeta groaned.
Trunks was confused for a moment, not realising what the Saiya prince meant. But then, a name escaped from the heavily locked memories. He smiled and said happily, "Yes, tousan."
"Dad," now the very confused Little Trunks asked, "could you please explain what is happening?"
"Go ask your mother." Vegeta said in annoyance before he started flying back to the Brief's mansion.
"Oh, well, whatever." Little Trunks shrugged. He turned to the young man standing in front of him, "Let's go home, oniisan. I am sure mum will scream in happiness when she sees you."
"Sure." Trunks replied as his smile broadened, his heart filled with the long-lost feeling of warmth. In this strange unfamiliar timeline, he had found something very important to him, a family he knew, a family who knew and accepted him.
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The End... Or just the beginning of another story?
I hope you enjoyed reading the story!!
Please review and comment! Thanks!!