Chapter 6
"Gohan!"
"Uh," I coughed and woke up on a plateau. I looked up and saw Gohan by a river.
"I think it's time you finally went super Saiyan, and this time no interruptions," Gohan said. He was still a super Saiyan, but his aura wasn't visible.
"You should be fully recovered from the battle yesterday, so it's ready to transform." We stood three meters apart, and faced each other.
"Now first, concentrate your mind and soul on your anger. Once you've done that, release it."
I nodded and gripped my fists. I held them up and narrowed my eyes.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled and my hair lifted. The pebbles rose high into the air, but I wasn't ascending as quickly as before.
"Come on Trunks! Remember all the children they killed! Let that be your weapon! Let that be your key to transforming!" Gohan yelled.
I continued to yell while concentrating. My hair began to get long, but only for a second.
"The innocent lives they took away! The father you never knew! Take it all and concentrate it into your power!"
"FATHER!" I yelled and my eyes flashed green.
"Amazing! He's doing better than before. He immediately ascended, but that was too quick."
I was beginning to lose the power, and fell to my knees sweating.
"That was better, Trunks."
"Better? I didn't even ascend."
"But you don't want to transform at once. It takes time, and more anger. Come with me, and I'll cook you a fish."
Gohan and I took forever to catch a stupid fish. Oh sure, fighting Androids is easier than catching a stupid fish! In an hour, we caught four.
"Ah, this fire feels nice."
"You should go and wash yourself off in the river," Gohan suggested, "The fish won't be ready for long. Then you can warm yourself up by the flames.
I took off my clothes and set them by the fire. I then jumped into river before immediately flying out.
"Yow that's cold!" I yelled shivering.
"Sorry, but there's nothing else I can do."
I smiled back and slowly descended to the water. It wasn't as bad now, but it was really cold. I scrubbed my body really hard and washed my hair out. Twenty minutes passed and we were eating the fish. We tossed the bones on the ground, and I asked him a question. "What was Goku like? Your father, I mean."
Gohan looked at me and smiled. "You're like a little brother I've always wanted. My father, well maybe if I told you, you'd be jealous that your father wasn't as powerful." "No! I really want to know. I've asked my mom about my dad, I want to know about yours."
"Okay. My father was a very determined person when it came to fighting. He believed he could always win, and that was the case. I've told you the story of when he ascended, so there's no need to go there. My father was probably the strongest fighter in the universe, until the Androids arrived. He and your father were sworn rivals; at least Vegeta felt that way. He always wanted to be stronger than him, but was never able to. No one could beat him. But when that heart virus attacked him, he lost. He would have really hated it if he had known the Androids were coming. You see, he's always ready for a new challenge; no obstacle could stand in his way."
"But how strong was he? What was his power level?"
"It's very high, and I'm not sure how high it is. I could tell you this; if he were here, the Androids couldn't stand a chance, even last a minute against him. He could stop any weapon in it tracks. He wasn't venerable to blades, or bullets. He could concentrate his energy into any part of his body and make his flesh a hundred times stronger."
"So we'd have a chance if he were alive."
"Yes, we would. If only he was there on Amenbo Island, and we knew they were there!"
"Who?"
"The two Androids, not these two at least. These were different, they were weaker. I think you should go back to training."
"Good idea," I agreed and stood up.
The breeze was peaceful, and brushed along my silver hair. I narrowed my eyebrows and gritted my teeth. My hair began to slowly move up, and then settled down. The ground cracked around me, and pebbles began to rise.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!" I cried once more and my hair rose dramatically. The air around me rippled my clothes. My eyes and hair flashed to the ascended color, and I stayed in this level for a while.
"Excellent Trunks!" Gohan yelled, "Now you have to control your anger!"
I did and held my aura at bay from expanding. But all of a sudden, I was normal.
"Shoot! Not again!" I yelled and punched the air.
"Don't worry Trunks, you just need more time."
We flew off to a canyon close to West City and lay on the mountain.
"Why can't I go super?"
"Hey, why not rest from all that, huh?"
"Come on, Gohan. You're my master, so tell me what I'm doing wrong!"
"You just need better motivation, that's all," he said, "For me, it's simple. All I have to do is think about all the deaths and innocent lives taken away."
"But it does motivate me!"
The ground shook and the fire fell. We looked off in the distance towards the city.
"They're back," Gohan said and flew without me.
I flew after him, but he was speeding up. He noticed my energy level and dropped to the edge of a cliff.
"Trunks, I think you should sit this one out. I think you're still tired and hurt from the last battle."
"No way! I want to come and help you!"
"Fine, you win," he said and I past him. As I did so, he knocked me in the back of the head and I fell down unconscious. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up and it was pouring rain.
"Wh.where am I?" I said wearily. Then I noticed I was on top of the mountain. My hair was wet and my clothes were drenched. I looked off to West City and remembered the Androids. I flew off, calling Gohan's name. But there was no answer. Maybe he went home? But he wouldn't leave me up on the mountain. "Gohan!" I yelled and entered the city. It was in ruins; the buildings were torn down, the streets were broken up. The cars were destroyed, and people lay everywhere. Even the fire hydrants were pouring. There was obviously an intense battle. I landed on the streets and walked through the city. I continued calling out his name, but there was nothing. I stopped and closed my eyes, searching for his energy level. I suddenly felt a strong power fading rapidly and ran down the streets. I turned corners, jumped over ruble and through buildings. Then I saw it; a man in an orange gi was lying in a puddle of water. I ran up to him and noticed his right arm was gone. An image swept through my mind and I remembered Gohan having trouble preparing everything, and also the armless sleeve.
"Go.Gohan?" I called, but there was no reply.
I walked up to him slowly in the rain and turned him over. His eyes were close, his face bloody in battle. The rucksack which held the beans was empty; he'd given me the last one.
"Gohan, come on. We have to go," he said shaking him. I felt the tears stream in my eyes as I stood up.
"Go.han," I mumbled and the tears poured out more, "Master."
I didn't notice it, but my eyebrows were narrow.
"Gohan.why?" I asked myself in anger. The thunder roared louder, and my hair began to ripple. Lightning struck a building several times behind me, and a blaze of fire erupted; but I didn't flinch. My blue shirt, with the words Capsule Corp. were rippling, and so were my pants.
"Gohan!" I screamed and I yelled after. My mind was acing without consciousness, and I raised my arms in the air.
"NO! GOHAN!" I screamed and my hair flew up, and turned gold.
"Gohan!"
"Uh," I coughed and woke up on a plateau. I looked up and saw Gohan by a river.
"I think it's time you finally went super Saiyan, and this time no interruptions," Gohan said. He was still a super Saiyan, but his aura wasn't visible.
"You should be fully recovered from the battle yesterday, so it's ready to transform." We stood three meters apart, and faced each other.
"Now first, concentrate your mind and soul on your anger. Once you've done that, release it."
I nodded and gripped my fists. I held them up and narrowed my eyes.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled and my hair lifted. The pebbles rose high into the air, but I wasn't ascending as quickly as before.
"Come on Trunks! Remember all the children they killed! Let that be your weapon! Let that be your key to transforming!" Gohan yelled.
I continued to yell while concentrating. My hair began to get long, but only for a second.
"The innocent lives they took away! The father you never knew! Take it all and concentrate it into your power!"
"FATHER!" I yelled and my eyes flashed green.
"Amazing! He's doing better than before. He immediately ascended, but that was too quick."
I was beginning to lose the power, and fell to my knees sweating.
"That was better, Trunks."
"Better? I didn't even ascend."
"But you don't want to transform at once. It takes time, and more anger. Come with me, and I'll cook you a fish."
Gohan and I took forever to catch a stupid fish. Oh sure, fighting Androids is easier than catching a stupid fish! In an hour, we caught four.
"Ah, this fire feels nice."
"You should go and wash yourself off in the river," Gohan suggested, "The fish won't be ready for long. Then you can warm yourself up by the flames.
I took off my clothes and set them by the fire. I then jumped into river before immediately flying out.
"Yow that's cold!" I yelled shivering.
"Sorry, but there's nothing else I can do."
I smiled back and slowly descended to the water. It wasn't as bad now, but it was really cold. I scrubbed my body really hard and washed my hair out. Twenty minutes passed and we were eating the fish. We tossed the bones on the ground, and I asked him a question. "What was Goku like? Your father, I mean."
Gohan looked at me and smiled. "You're like a little brother I've always wanted. My father, well maybe if I told you, you'd be jealous that your father wasn't as powerful." "No! I really want to know. I've asked my mom about my dad, I want to know about yours."
"Okay. My father was a very determined person when it came to fighting. He believed he could always win, and that was the case. I've told you the story of when he ascended, so there's no need to go there. My father was probably the strongest fighter in the universe, until the Androids arrived. He and your father were sworn rivals; at least Vegeta felt that way. He always wanted to be stronger than him, but was never able to. No one could beat him. But when that heart virus attacked him, he lost. He would have really hated it if he had known the Androids were coming. You see, he's always ready for a new challenge; no obstacle could stand in his way."
"But how strong was he? What was his power level?"
"It's very high, and I'm not sure how high it is. I could tell you this; if he were here, the Androids couldn't stand a chance, even last a minute against him. He could stop any weapon in it tracks. He wasn't venerable to blades, or bullets. He could concentrate his energy into any part of his body and make his flesh a hundred times stronger."
"So we'd have a chance if he were alive."
"Yes, we would. If only he was there on Amenbo Island, and we knew they were there!"
"Who?"
"The two Androids, not these two at least. These were different, they were weaker. I think you should go back to training."
"Good idea," I agreed and stood up.
The breeze was peaceful, and brushed along my silver hair. I narrowed my eyebrows and gritted my teeth. My hair began to slowly move up, and then settled down. The ground cracked around me, and pebbles began to rise.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!" I cried once more and my hair rose dramatically. The air around me rippled my clothes. My eyes and hair flashed to the ascended color, and I stayed in this level for a while.
"Excellent Trunks!" Gohan yelled, "Now you have to control your anger!"
I did and held my aura at bay from expanding. But all of a sudden, I was normal.
"Shoot! Not again!" I yelled and punched the air.
"Don't worry Trunks, you just need more time."
We flew off to a canyon close to West City and lay on the mountain.
"Why can't I go super?"
"Hey, why not rest from all that, huh?"
"Come on, Gohan. You're my master, so tell me what I'm doing wrong!"
"You just need better motivation, that's all," he said, "For me, it's simple. All I have to do is think about all the deaths and innocent lives taken away."
"But it does motivate me!"
The ground shook and the fire fell. We looked off in the distance towards the city.
"They're back," Gohan said and flew without me.
I flew after him, but he was speeding up. He noticed my energy level and dropped to the edge of a cliff.
"Trunks, I think you should sit this one out. I think you're still tired and hurt from the last battle."
"No way! I want to come and help you!"
"Fine, you win," he said and I past him. As I did so, he knocked me in the back of the head and I fell down unconscious. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I woke up and it was pouring rain.
"Wh.where am I?" I said wearily. Then I noticed I was on top of the mountain. My hair was wet and my clothes were drenched. I looked off to West City and remembered the Androids. I flew off, calling Gohan's name. But there was no answer. Maybe he went home? But he wouldn't leave me up on the mountain. "Gohan!" I yelled and entered the city. It was in ruins; the buildings were torn down, the streets were broken up. The cars were destroyed, and people lay everywhere. Even the fire hydrants were pouring. There was obviously an intense battle. I landed on the streets and walked through the city. I continued calling out his name, but there was nothing. I stopped and closed my eyes, searching for his energy level. I suddenly felt a strong power fading rapidly and ran down the streets. I turned corners, jumped over ruble and through buildings. Then I saw it; a man in an orange gi was lying in a puddle of water. I ran up to him and noticed his right arm was gone. An image swept through my mind and I remembered Gohan having trouble preparing everything, and also the armless sleeve.
"Go.Gohan?" I called, but there was no reply.
I walked up to him slowly in the rain and turned him over. His eyes were close, his face bloody in battle. The rucksack which held the beans was empty; he'd given me the last one.
"Gohan, come on. We have to go," he said shaking him. I felt the tears stream in my eyes as I stood up.
"Go.han," I mumbled and the tears poured out more, "Master."
I didn't notice it, but my eyebrows were narrow.
"Gohan.why?" I asked myself in anger. The thunder roared louder, and my hair began to ripple. Lightning struck a building several times behind me, and a blaze of fire erupted; but I didn't flinch. My blue shirt, with the words Capsule Corp. were rippling, and so were my pants.
"Gohan!" I screamed and I yelled after. My mind was acing without consciousness, and I raised my arms in the air.
"NO! GOHAN!" I screamed and my hair flew up, and turned gold.