Broken Wings and Shredded Feathers

Angel Eyes 2

Author: Freewater

Warnings: Child abuse, Swearing.

Disclaimers: I do not own DBZ, I'm only using the characters for the sake of my story. Please do not sue me!

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Notes: A bunch of these ooooooo means a change in time or character. These thing here /indicate telepathy/. These things here '' are for thoughts. Trunks is eighteen in this fic, Gohan is twenty eight, and Goten is also eighteen. I know he's supposed to be a year or so younger but I changed it. This is a continuation to my first fic "Angel Eyes" If you want to read this then read that story first or else you won't understand what's going on.

This story will also be told from Gohan, Trunks', and my POV.

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Chapter Five

All good things must eventually come to an end.

It was a saying that Trunks had said many times to himself when he was with his father, and had gotten to know very well too. Nothing good could ever last. He knew that from personal experience.

Being free from his father, his relationship with Gohan and his time with the Son's. He should have known better than to think that those things could ever be permanent. He was a fool to think that about anything good that came his way, no matter how great or insignificant. And the only good thing Trunks had in his closet at Capsule Corp were the few times when he could drift off and get more than four and a half hours of sleep at night.

His father must have gone off training somewhere that morning, because he was late waking him up, and when he got the chance to check a clock he found that he had almost eleven hours in that night before he was so crudely awoken from an actual good dream.

Like mentioned earlier, all good things must eventually come to an end. Even nice dreams.

Enough ice cold water to fill a bucket splashed across his crouched and sleeping form, making him jump awake with a start before whipping his head around in surprise. And his mind didn't fully register where he was until a familiar voice had to remind him.

"Wake up, brat!"

'Oh ya, I'm still here.' Trunks thought glumly, leaning on the wall as he pulled his sore body to its feet, trying to stretch out all the kinks before following his tousan out of the tiny room. A hand over his eyes to block out the offending light as he squinted at everything they passed, not caring that he was dripping water as he went.

It was still early when Vegeta had woken him up, so that meant that today was a Monday. And on every school day he had to get up and prepare Bra's lunch. Give her a hug and kiss goodbye (for reassurance that he was alright since she started asking Vegeta why she wasn't seeing him around the house all that often) before doing a little housework, taking his beating and then get thrown back into his closet for the day.

Trunks didn't mind it too much anymore. His mind was so far gone into its former apathetic state that he was starting to lose track of the days, and would have already if it weren't for Bra's little summer art classes.

His father hardly bothered with him anymore, and he was sure that he would have been left forgotten in his closet a long time ago if it weren't for Bra continually asking to see him. So Vegeta still fed him, would let him out of his closet and then slap him around for good measure once in a while. Just so he wouldn't forget who was boss. That was pretty much it, he didn't even bother insulting him or laughing at him anymore.

Hearing him say "Wake up, brat." was the first thing he said to him in a week.

It started shortly after Trunks found out about Gohan, and the fact that he wasn't wanted anymore, four weeks ago. He just stopped caring. Stopped trying altogether. So when Vegeta would go to hit him, most of the original fun was taken away when he wouldn't cry and beg him to stop, and so he started to get bored and ease up a bit. But only just a bit.

They both entered the kitchen, and Vegeta didn't even need to tell him what to do as he got out the bread and other supplies he would be needing to make Bra's lunch for later on that day.

Satisfied that his son was working, he turned around and soundlessly left the room to go and wake his daughter.

Trunks hardly noticed it when he left. He just kept his head down while he worked, trying to keep his eyes on what he was doing without letting the bright light distract him. He needed to get this done before his tousan got back, because if he didn't then the punishment would be far worse than a simple slap in the face or a punch to the stomach.

He just wished that the damned sun wasn't so bright today. Streaming in through the door window and the windows above the breakfast table made it almost impossible to see...

Trunks' eyes widened at that last thought. His head slowly turning to the side as he gazed at the kitchen door. Looking at it as if it was some strange little space alien and it was just the first time he'd ever seen it.

A door. Unlocked. Leading outside.

He dropped the butter knife in the middle of spreading the jelly over the bread slice as he walked over to it. As if in a trance as he placed his hand on the knob and turned it until it swung open.

He didn't even notice the blinding light in his eyes now that he was practically outdoors for the first time since he was knocked out and taken on the sidewalk on his birthday. The thing that got to him the most was the gust of cool wind that blew in his face, and he took in a deep breath of it. It both felt and smelt good, a lot better than the stale air of his closet.

Suddenly, he wasn't so uncaring of the things around him anymore. Trunks remembered that he didn't want to be there anymore. He didn't want to spend his nights locked in a closet or his days getting beaten by his father. It all came back to him, along with the strong need to flee.

His legs twitched, wanting to run out of there and as far away from Capsule Corp as he could get. The wind against his face made the idea seem so tempting. But his heart was pounding in fear of the consequences he would face if he went ahead with such a reckless act.

'I can't run. I have nowhere to go.'

The street is better than this. His subconscious replied, the part of his mind that still and craved for his freedom.

'He'll kill me if he finds me.'

He won't find you if you go now.

'What about Bra?'

Goku would never let anything happen to her. Now GO!!

That was all the incentive he needed before breaking out in a run out into the Capsule Corp yard and into the quiet early morning street. The light of the sun in his face just about blinded him, but he knew where he was going. This was his old neighborhood after all, and he intended on using his knowledge of the surrounding areas to get as far away as he could.

He had to be fast. His father would be coming back down the stairs to check on him soon and once he found him gone he would be out looking. So forced his legs to go, even when they started screaming at him to stop. Unfortunately, he eventually had to listen to them.

He was running so fast that the lack of exercise he'd been getting for the past three months soon took its toll on him. Though he was proud to admit to himself that he did get a fair distance away before needing to stop for some rest. Leaning his aching back against a tall cross wire fence and putting his hands on his knees for more support.

He felt like crying. He felt like laughing. He just wanted to jump up and down for joy laughing and crying at the same time. He just had to catch his breath first before he could go ahead and do those things.

He did it. He finally did it! He escaped from Capsule Corp and was now free from his father! He never had to see that stupid closet or his face ever again!

Trunks opened his eyes before standing up straight against the fence. Letting his eyes get used to the summer brightness they were being exposed to. And what should be the first thing he sees once his eyes clear up?

His father's face. Snarling down at him as he hovered a few inches off the ground with his arms crossed.

Trunks gasped in horror. The blood draining from his face as his heart just about shattered at the sight of him.

No. This couldn't be real. He was just hallucinating because he wasn't used to the light yet. That had to be it! He couldn't have finally gotten away just to be caught so soon after getting his freedom back! He couldn't!

The hard fist that slammed into his face at a lightning speed proved that it was no hallucination. And Trunks was thrown to the ground against the fence with a cry of pain as spots clouded up his vision once more, hearing the clanging of the wire fence as he nearly went through it.

Vegeta grabbed him by the hair with one hand before yanking him up to be at his eye level and also taking his feet off the ground since he was still hovering. Trunks cried out and quickly brought his own hands up to try and remove his father's hand that was currently pulling out his hair. But the weakness brought on by the Ki band on his arm made that impossible.

Vegeta shook him roughly by the hair, just for the purpose of hearing him scream in agony as his neck twisted around painfully. It was early, so he was certain that no one would see this, and if anyone did, he would simply blast them.

"What the fuck did you think you were doing, you little piece of shit?" He snarled when he stopped shaking him. The tears of pain and heartbreak streaming down the teens face did nothing to soften his heart about his actions.

"F-father please--"

"Shut the hell up you useless fucker!!" He instantly roared out, using his free hand to backhand him in mid air. He didn't want to hear any of his cries for mercy or pleas for understanding. All he understood was that his son had just tried to pull a fast one on him and runaway.

'Little dumbass.' He thought to himself bitterly, wiping the back of his hand off on his training pants since the boy's tears had gotten on it when he hit him. It was easy enough in finding him once he found him to be gone from the kitchen. A quick flight and the boy's lavender head of hair stuck out better than a purple tree in a green forest. But he had received a bit of a scare at his absence that he didn't appreciate at all.

And he intended to make him pay for it.

He pulled Trunks closer to him so that he couldn't struggle. "We're going back home now." Was all he had to say before Trunks started to thrash around in a panic.

No! He couldn't go back there! Not after finally getting away, he couldn't!!

Throwing all better judgment out the window, and in the far corner of his mind knowing that it would do him no good anyway. He screamed, the cry coming out of his throat scratched. "HELP!!!!"

He instantly regretted doing that. Vegeta simply punched him in the stomach before covering his mouth and taking off with him to go back to Capsule Corp. He saw a few windows opening when Trunks screamed on him like that, and his better judgment came in at the last second and told him that killing people when in plain sight like that would only make things more difficult for him in the long run. So he just shut the boy up and flew away before anyone could see him.

Trunks started to cry again when they were high in the air. And he stopped thrashing around since he didn't want his father to drop him. But what was actually killing him at that very moment, was the sight of Capsule Corps main domed building. And it wasn't all that far away, telling him that he was wrong in his predictions about just how far he got when he made a run for it. He didn't even have a chance for escape.

Vegeta landed swiftly, and Trunks began struggling in his hold again, but he was just ignored as the prince kicked open the door and went inside. Headed for Trunks' closet.

Trunks thrashed and kicked as hard as he could. But they were nothing to his father who didn't even feel the pathetic blows being inflicted upon him.

Trunks didn't want to go back into his closet! He was just going to get beaten and he knew that he couldn't take that again! He wanted out!

But that didn't stop Vegeta from unlocking the closet door before throwing him in and against the wall where he banged his head. Trunks yelped out in pain, but that pain was nothing compared to the swift kick in the ribs he got next.

The wind was knocked clear out of him, but he still tasted the blood coming up his throat as he coughed and gagged for air that might as well have been non-existent. He brought his face up just in time to see an angry fist clashing into his eyes that knocked his head back into the wall.

And everything after that was just one big white blur, but he knew that he didn't pass out because he could still hear his father yelling curses at him and the pain of his fists against his body as he tried to shield himself with his arms. But the sound that got to him the most, was the sound of his sister's screaming.

His ragged breath hitched. He didn't need to see to know that Bra had just seen what their father was doing to him. And Vegeta was stunned as well, because he stopped his attack to look back at her in shock for being there. Standing right in the doorway with a horrified expression on her face. She heard her brother's screams of agony and came to see what was wrong, just to have the unbelievable sight meet her young eyes.

"B-Bra," Vegeta started up in hopes of explaining himself. But he didn't get a chance to finish as the little girl made a run for it. Not wanting to believe what she had just seen.

Vegeta gave chase, but not before slamming the closet door shut behind him. For this act, Trunks became terrified. Instantly forgetting about the danger to himself as he got to his feet and blindly went to the door to try and open it up. He couldn't let his father hurt his baby sister! He had to do something!!

But the door was locked on him. Again. And his heart sank as he slowly dropped to his knees. Sobbing out his fear for his little sister against the door and praying to Kami that his father wouldn't hurt her. He'd never be able to forgive himself if that were to happen.

::A Few Hours Later::

Bra was confused. Confused and a little afraid. She was hardly paying any attention at all to the teacher as she read her favorite book to the class with the concern she felt towards her brother.

She was young, but she had been watching her daddy's sparing long enough to know that her tousan and onichan weren't sparing. Her tousan was hurting her big brother and making him cry.

But why would he do that? He was always nice to her. So why would he do that to her brother?

She thought back to what he had said when he caught her in the hallway back at home. That her brother had done something bad and was being punished for it. But what could he have done to get a punishment that mean? She just didn't understand.

The little saiyan did remember a lesson she had once received in class though. Explaining what abuse was and what you do when you see it happening to a friend or to yourself. And she was sure that her brother was being abused.

But then... if he was... who should she tell? She was knew that her daddy was big and strong, and she didn't want anyone else to get hurt if she told and they tried to help.

Bra frowned at the thought. She didn't want her daddy to get into any trouble, but he didn't want to listen to her when she asked him to stop what he was doing to her brother. That meant that she had to find someone who he would listen to.

She smiled at the thought. The highschool wasn't very far away at all. And Gohan was always over there! She could just ask him! Her daddy wasn't a bad man, he was probably being controlled again or something. And Gohan could surely help with that!

Her smile became brighter. Yes, that was the perfect idea!

To Be Continued........................

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