WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE
By Katt006
July 7, 2000: Oh how fun the holidays are! I've just had my two cousins and aunty sleep for 3 nights, and I have Samoan over tonight. My house feels like a hotel, I had to a room with my little cousin Emma (who talks and walks in her sleep all night, every night.) The stuff she says is quite funny! Enough babble! Here's #3! Sorry if it's a bit too short I'm cut for time. Again if you have any Questions or you don't understand something E-mail me and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!
BTW: A question that I got just reminded me to tell you that the Dragonball Z content in this fic IS alternate universe stuff. I am well aware that Trunks was born on Earth and that the Planet Vegeta was destroyed but hey, this is a fanfic and it just works out better this way. Sorry that I didn't mention it earlier!
Thanks for that!
(Ganondorfs re-grasp)
*Once again I say that this Saga is dedicated to my dear friend Samoan Gard!
CHAPTER #3
For the past few weeks Link had been accepting challengers for a duel. Everyone wanted to test out their skills, but were disappointed as Link defeated them one after another. Swat, Shiko and Navi sat on the sideline along with the crowd of Kokiri people that had gathered once again around the circular battlefield, marvelling their friend's skill. So far nobody had come even close to defeating him.
Link tapped his wooden sword to his newest defeat. The challenger sighed as Link was once again declared the victor. The crowd had grown to like Link and they applauded him. He helped his fellow villager off the ground and called for his next challenger. An orange haired kid entered the field with his armour on and his sword drawn. Link lowered his head to see the face of the new challenger under the helmet because he had a hunch of whom it might be. The challenger lifted his head and smirked.
"You again?!" whined Link loudly.
"Heh, yep it's me again! The great Mido once again whishes to challenge you!" he claimed proudly.
Shiko's face grew dark "That guy doesn't know when to quit does he?" she scoffed.
Swat grimaced and shook his head.
Shiko cupped her hands over her mouth and yelled over the voices of the crowd, "You can beat him Linkie!" she encouraged. Mido turned to Shiko and narrowed his eyes at her. She just gave an evil grin in return. He turned back to Link "I don't know why a cool girl like that would become friends with you!" he said, raising his sword slightly higher.
"Well if she wasn't friends with me, what makes you thing she would be friends with you, then she wouldn't be cool now would she?" remarked Link.
Mido had had enough "AWW! YOURE GONNA GET IT!" he threatened.
Link just smirked. "Bring it on!"
The starting whistle was blown and the boys began to circle each other. This time it was Link who lunged first, but his quick manoeuvre didn't catch Mido off-guard. Mido easily blocked the attack and stepped backwards letting Link to lean forward. Mido then had a clear strike at Link's back. Mido raised his sword and Kicked Link's sword from his left hand.
"Link! Above you!" yelled Shiko.
Link looked above him to see the sword come crashing down. Even with the wooden armour on his torso, the power in the attack would send him to the floor and he would surely loose, thinking quickly, Link decided against this and raised his left arm up to intercept the sword. The sword connected with his arm and cut into the skin, blood oozed from the wound and Link yelped in pain. Mido quickly retracted the sword, stunned at Link's sudden intercept. Mido's hesitation was all that Link needed. With his shield he whammed it at Mido's face, causing him to stumble back in shock. Link quickly ran around to the back of the still shocked Mido and got the Kokiri in a headlock.
"Now Mido! Say that you give up!" Ordered Link.
Mido spat. "Heh, never! Not to you anyway!" he rebelled.
Link smiled at his challenger, knowing that he had already won.
But there was someone watching the battle. A womanly figure stood high up in the trees. The shadowy person looked down upon the situation with interest. Link saw the person from the corner of his eye. Being much larger than a Kokiri kid he turned his head upwards to get a better look at what appeared to be a Hylian woman. As soon as he's eyes fell upon her for a brief second she threw something onto the branch that she stood upon and disappeared in a flash of light. Link blinked in surprise but then blinked in pain. While Link was busy staring at the shadowy figure in the trees he had loosened his headlock on Mido who had hurled the edge of his shield at the side of Link's neck. Because of the weight in the shield and the strength that Mido used to hurl it the blow had cast Link sprawled across the ground. Mido whooped in joy as placed his sword onto Link's chest armour.
"Guess who's the new champ now my friend?" he boasted once again.
Link rubbed the side of his head and whimpered at the pain. He also clutched at his arm, which was still bleeding, the blood dripping through his fingers and onto the ground. Mido scoffed at the fallen boy, turned his back to him and began to head out of the arena. The crowd half-heartedly applauded Mido and followed.
"Link!" Yelled Shiko as her, Swat and Navi busted onto the arena.
"Are you ok Link? Like... are ya hurt?" Asked the dense Kokiri boy.
Link grimaced in annoyance at Swat's stupid question. "Nah, I'm perfectly fine!" he snapped the pain seeping into anger. "That blood on the ground there is yours!"
Swat looked shocked "Aw heck! Really!?" he panicked as he checked himself for any wounds.
His friend's stupidity lightened Link's mood a little. "I was being stupid you dope!" he joked. Link's eyes looked to his left. Shiko was assessing his wound with concern. "Link, this looks pretty bad ya know." She informed. "We better get you to the medic and put a bandage on it."
Link had to agree; the pain from both impact points was killing him. He stood up but vision began to blur, his surroundings warped into different colors and the last thing he remembered was seeing the ground rush up to meet him…
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Trunks sat on the grass resting up against a tree. I had been almost 3 weeks since Dentre had begun to train him, and he had to admit that his skills were improving with the old man. Trunks looked up at the sky, it seemed to be around 2:00pm. He liked to guess what time it was on this planet, for it gave him something to do. Trunks picked up a weird looking mechanical object and fixed it over his ear. It fit nicely around the side of his head. It was no bigger than the palm of an adult's hand. It consisted of an earpiece and a Bright yellow lens that covered his left eye. He pushed a small yellow button on the earpiece and numbers in dark blue began to flash across the lens in his own written language. He read off it that it was approx. 2:30. 'Well I was almost right' He sighed to himself, as he removed the object and placed it by his side under the tree.
Trunks began to close his eyes, enjoying the peace that this planet had, it wasn't like any other he had encountered. But his eyes sprung open as he sensed a 'ki' (An individual's energy field) approaching. He craned his neck to his right to see Dentre approach holding a long object wrapped in a brown piece of material. The old man sat beside the boy and looked up at the sky. "You're fighting skills have been incredible Trunks." He admitted. "And because of your efforts I have something to give you." Trunks looked up at his teacher and then to the long wrapped object, which Dentre extended out to him. Trunks took it gratefully "You know you didn't have to." He said.
Dentre just waved his hand in never mind. "I had to reward you for your efforts, you really have a skill there!" he informed. "Go ahead and unwrap it! It will aid you in your battles."
Trunks nodded and tore off the material concealing the gift. The object ended up being a sword. Trunks marvelled at it and turned it in his hands. It was too big for him to use effectively at this current point in time but if he trained hard with it by the time he was a teenager he could master it. It had a gleaming silver blade and a dark blue and gold handle. It also came with a sheath.
"I know it's much too big for you to use now but you will grow to use it as time passes." Dentre stated.
Trunks nodded absent-mindedly at the statement and ran his fingers across the smooth blade. His eyes caught a small engraving at the base of the sword. It looked to be a signature that seemed vaguely familiar. Trunks thought for a moment then recalled that it was the King's signature that he had seen on Dentre's scroll. "But…but…didn't the King give this to you?!" he stammered.
Dentre smiled at Trunks's question. "Yeah, got that when I won the tournament from the King!" he announced proudly.
"But I don't deserve this!" Protested Trunks "I know how much this must mean to you!"
Dentre just continued to smile at his new student. "I'm getting too old to use it, I was going to pass it down to my son but when I saw what evil he hid I decided against it. You see this sword has powers and I will be so proud of you if you learnt to summon them because even with my talent I didn't succeed in using it's full power myself but if you master it I believe you could."
Trunks stared wide-eyed at the sword that he held "I…I…don't know what to say…" he admitted.
Dentre looked over at the boy, "How about 'thank you,'" he asked happily.
Trunks looked up and met eyes with the old man "Uh… ok, thank you!" he replied still in shock at what he had just received.
There was a moment's silence and Dentre stood up. "Ok my boy now it's time to test you out. Let's see if all my training you paid off." He stated.
Trunks stood up and faced Dentre, "Is this a challenge?" he asked.
Dentre nodded. "Sure is! I don't think that you will beat me though, after all I was the best in the land, I haven't tried out my skills on a worthy opponent for some time." With that Dentre struck a fighting stance.
Trunks smirked, his Sayian fighting instincts kicking in. "Ok, I accept." Trunks also struck a fighting stance with only one thing continually running through his head. 'He's just an old man, he won't win…He's an old man, just he won't win…' But something deep down told Trunks to still keep his guard up.
"But before we begin I want you to remember that just because you're a kid doesn't mean that I will go easy on you! You will never get stronger if your opponent doesn't use much force. Never forget that attacking is just as important as defending!"
Trunks took this all in and nodded, "alright can we get started now?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure. You are always an impatient one aren't you?" Came Dentre's reply.
TBC…
Well I know it was too short and I apologize for that. Chapter #4 will be up within the next few days. I hope the chapters are slowly getting better. I will drop the bombshell soon and let you know what the main storyline will fold into. Please tell me what you thought of it. Either write a review or e-mail me. I really appreciate it! BYE! Ü (It's no it's not a U it's a happy face!)