WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE
By Katt006
27th July 00: The teachers have been playing catch up at school after 2 weeks of blissful holidays. Which is 3 times more homework than usual! Mean turds! I finished this about a week ago but our Microsoft Word 2000 had a spaz attack and I couldn't get into any documents! So here it finally is! And I have heard those pleas to get the 2 characters together! Since this fic is already half pre-written I had to change around a few things, so I'll be connecting them in #6. Just another small wait!
(Ganondorf's re-grasp)
*Dedicated to my friend Samoan Gard
CHAPTER 5:
Link ran back out of the forest to where Navi and Impa were waiting. "So, where exactly ARE we going?" he asked, slightly out of breath.
Impa looked up from her thinking position to stare at her new trainee. "Tonight we'll camp to the South of Hyrule field and I'll explain everything to you and Navi," she informed, standing back up. She pointed her finger in the direction of their destination. "Come on, we'd better get a move on before daybreak. The heat at this time of year is a real killer." She began to walk off by herself, leaving Link and Navi to shrug at each other before following.
* * *
Trunks sat peacefully under the tree that he had sort of claimed his own. He usually spent hours at a time enjoying the silence of the land, which enabled him to relax. He was busy reciting what Dentre had taught him only a few hours earlier. He absent-mindedly rubbed his still irritated jaw as he affixed his scouter back on and begun to scan the land. Trunks stopped when his scouter picked up an incredibly weak power level, his eyes followed the arrow on the lens till his they landed on a small bush. Curious, Trunks got up and quietly stalked over to the bush. On his approach the bush moved. There was definitely something behind it. He stood in front of it and parted the leaves…
*WHACK*
Trunks staggered back as a large wooden stick collided with his already injured Jaw. He cursed loudly and gripped the saw bone. He squinted through the pain to see who had dared to attack HIM! He focused his vision on a young girl.
She looked to be around the age of 9 but possibly younger, wearing a simple woven blouse and long skirt. She was slightly shorter than he was, with fiery red hair and clear blue eyes. He was slightly taken aback by a females presence, with all the training he had done back on his home planet, he had never really interacted with a girl his own age before. And although Trunks would usually be polite to a new face, because of her assault he was in no mood to be chummy. He narrowed his eyes in anger now, instead of pain.
"Why the hell did you do that for?!" he demanded loudly.
The girl's eyes showed fear as she shrank back and began to silently retreat from the angered boy.
Trunks had to raise his eyebrow in question. "What is this? Hit and bloody run?!" he asked. "Well I won't hurt you if you tell me why you just attacked me!"
The girl backed even further away with his continual show of anger. Although he was deeply annoyed with the native she also intrigued him at the same time, he didn't want to scare away the opportunity to talk to the mysterious girl. His features softened slightly as he took one step towards her. She began to back away faster.
"Hey! Don't go!" he pleaded to her in a feeble attempt to call her back. But she shrieked and ran away.
"I only wanted to talk to you dammit!!!" he yelled at her back, which was quickly disappearing over the horizon. Trunks watched and sighed to himself 'Well that was a great success…' he bluntly stated.
*CLAP, CLAP, CLAP*
The sound came from behind him. Trunks whirled around to see Dentre clapping his hands together and grinning at him. "Congratulations boy! You've just talked to your first Hylian girl! And my! What social talent you Sayians possess!" he teased.
Trunks scowled, turned and began to walk away. "Smart ass old man…" he mumbled to himself as he began to trudge in the opposite direction.
* * *
5 weeks later…
* * *
"Right strike, left strike, forward thrust, Jab…Link! Not that way!"
A wooden figure hung suspended by a rope from a tree branch. Link had received a sword from Impa and was busy practicing multiple swings on the wooden dummy. Navi sat leaning up against a stone wall while Impa stood several feet behind her new trainee yelling stroke commands over his shoulder.
He had been doing this continually now for 4 hours. He was growing tired and his sweat had begun to burn into his eyes. With a final effort he succeeded in slicing the dummy in half. He slumped to his knees and panted heavily.
"Well done Link." Complimented Impa, standing over the boy to give him some shade from the scorching sun. "But next time I expect faster don't I?"
All Link could do was nod in agreement.
"Now go down to the stream to clean yourself up and cool off for a bit." She instructed before tossing him a clean tunic and leaving, with Navi following her.
Link trudged past a small field down to the water's edge and purposefully fell headfirst into the clear liquid fully clothed. He floated on the water's surface for several minutes, thinking back over the past few weeks that he and Navi had been with Impa. She had used this weird power to summon his past life's memories to come flooding back into his conscience thoughts. Amazingly he could now remember everything he had been through; Zelda, the master sword, his struggle with Ganondorf and his followers…
He sighed and closed his eyes. This was getting too much for him.
*FLASH*
An evil premonition stabbed its way into his relaxation. It was as horrible as the nightmares he had been suffering from. It was dark and evil. It filled Link with a fear and an emotion he had never felt before. It only lasted for a blink of an eye but it still gave Link an involuntary shiver. All of a sudden it felt cold and eerie. Link could no longer enjoy his break, he felt as though evil was stirring silently in the fields that surrounded him. He waded out of the water and reached for his change of clothes. He clambered behind some bushes and got changed, the odd feeling making him feel desperate to get back to his companions.
When he was done he began to jog back across the scorching field to the camp. The feeling still looming in the back of his mind. But he didn't need to ask his trainer about it. He knew who it was and why he had been summoned again. Ganondorf was going to pay Hyrule a little visit again…
* * *
Trunks levitated himself several foot in the air, his face distorted in heavy concentration. Objects began to lift up into the air around him. A small blue Ki ball formed in the palm of his hand, it began to grow brighter as he was powering it up, ready to disintegrate the floating objects around him.
*FLASH*
A premonition slithered itself into his mind. It was the image of a burning field, the emotion that accompanied it was far beyond his sayian's understanding such a strong emotion of sorrow, regret and immense anger, something which he had never felt before. But it was all over in an instant. It was just enough to make Trunks loose his concentration. He went tumbling to the ground along with the other various formally floating objects.
One of the large rocks landed on his tail.
"OUCH DAMMIT!!!" He yelped in pain as he heaved the rock off his tail and began to massage it. His heightened sayian senses picked up giggling from behind him. He knew whom the giggling was coming from and he spun around to find the same young girl he had encountered before, standing there with her hand over her mouth, giggling uncontrollably.
Trunks tilted his head to one side. "What's so funny?" he demanded, scowling at her.
"Hehe, you're funny, spaceboy!" she teased as she pointed at his bruised tail. Trunks slightly blushed at his stupidity for asking the naive question in the first place. But another question began to surface. "Uh… why aren't you scared of me any more?" he asked the female stranger.
She pointed her finger towards Dentre's house. "Mr Dentre told me all about you and your race! You're not so scary any more!" she replied before asking a question of her own. "My names Malon! My dad owns the ranch up over the hill to the west. You wanna be friends?"
Trunks was deeply confused. "A…friend? Is it really that easy to become aquatinted like that?" he asked.
Malon smiled and nodded, "You're really weird!"
* * *
For the next few weeks Malon would frequently watch Trunks and Dentre train. On occasion she would join in herself, a little self-defence couldn't hurt.
Trunks flung one final small Ki ball at Malon who was practising dodging. The ball narrowly missed her right shoulder.
"Hey! Go easy on me!" she complained to Trunks.
"I must admit that that shot was too harsh Trunks." Dentre scolded the sayian before turning to Malon and complimenting, "You're quite impressive for a young girl Malon! Although you are nowhere near as strong as Trunks, you use quick thinking and learn quite easily, one day you may surpass him!"
Dentre was only kidding, however Trunks still didn't like the remark.
"HA! But she's not even a sayian! She will never reach my level of skill. And besides she's just a girl…" Trunks didn't get to finish because he had Malon at his face.
"Just a girl?!" she yelled to him "I'll give you just a girl!" With that she swang a fist at him. Trunks caught it with ease and smirked at her. "Keep practising," he advised the flustered Hylian.
Dentre was watching this and decided to stop it before it turned into a sexist brawl. He promptly placed himself between the squabbling pair. "Look children! It's getting late! Why don't you make yourselves useful, go and collect some firewood while there is still sunlight! It's only a short walk up the trail."
Both grumbled, knowing what Dentre meant by *short* walk, but they obeyed.
* * *
*FLASH*
After 20 minutes of walking over various fields and hills while collecting wood, Trunks stopped dead in his tracks and stood frozen as his mind was once again plummeted with that same horrible premonition. This time it was more intense. He dropped to his knees and held his head, trying to shake out the torture that he suddenly found himself lost in.
Malon was walking several feet in front of him. She stopped when she couldn't hear his footsteps any more and turned to see Trunks in his disturbed state. She ran over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Trunks, what's wrong… Trunks… speak to me!"
Trunks looked up at her, she didn't like the look in his eyes.
"Something's wrong!" he yelled. "We've got to get back to Dentre!"
Malon couldn't comprehend what he was on about. "What?!Why?!" She demanded in confusion.
But Trunks didn't answer, he stood back up and turned around to see smoke beginning to rise from over the hill behind them. Just as he saw in his premonition. Filled with panic, he began to sprint back the way they had came. Malon followed his gaze and grasped his concept, beginning to run after him. He bolted up into the sky and began to fly to save time, causing Malon to fall behind. As he reached the top of the hill all he could do was stare in shock at the place where Dentre's house formally sat. In its place was a pile of burnt wood and scorched stone. He wasted no time. Dentre could still be alive. He landed beside the house and franticly dug into the soot and embers. He saw Dentre's hand and reached out for it, he grabbed it and pulled towards himself but all he ended up with was a hand on it's own, cold and dead. Trunks was washed over with that same intense emotion that was witnessed in his premonition. He backed silently away from rubble and fell to his knees. He couldn't cry though, he was taught not to.
Malon approached slowly from behind out of breath, just staring at the scene in horror. She ran up to Trunks and flung her hand to her mouth to stop from gagging at the sight of Dentre's hand that Trunks clutched close to his chest. Tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Is he…?" She couldn't bring herself to finish but Trunks nodded anyway.
"Who did this?" he asked with anger seeping into his words.
Malon shook her head. "Not who, What. Nothing in Hyrule had that kind of power, I don't even think it had time to burn otherwise Dentre would have escaped. I think it was just wiped out. I've never seen such a force!"
"Well I have," stated Trunks. "And it's now my duty to destroy it!" His voice peaked with anger, almost yelling the words. Then he's face turned thoughtful. "However, I now need another place to stay and train…"
Malon waved her hand in dismissal "You can stay with my dad, Ingo and I." She offered. "I know I'm no challenge for you but I'm sure there is someone out there just waiting to train with you!"
Trunks tried to muster a grateful smile but his prediction and the premonition that he encountered still lingered in his mind. He knew there was something overwhelmingly powerful out there, good or evil. All he had to do was find it…
TBC…
Well I don't have an editor and it shows! This fic will span to when the 2 characters are in their older teens. ^--^ In chapter #6 which I am currently working on, the 2 boys meet but their encounter is not too expected… You'll just have to wait to find out what I mean, Bye!
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