Fading Roses
My mother is dead. She was right, there is nothing left in this world for me. There's no hope for this timeline. Too much has happened and there is nothing I can do here anymore. It's up to the people of this destroyed world. After my mother's funeral, I decided to travel to the timeline I saved. I'm never coming back here, not that there would be much to come back to anyway. The time machine is almost finished charging and I should start packing.
Marai no Trunks
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The last Saiyan started packing his few belongings in a large backpack. One item stood out more vividly than any other. It was a picture of his mother and father. Bulma looked so happy with her arms around him. Vegeta had on his trademark smirk as his arms were snaked around Bulma's slim waist. Though Vegeta's expression wasn't exactly happy, you could see exactly what he was feeling in his eyes. He really had loved Trunks' mother.
Trunks smiled sadly as he set the picture in the front pouch of the backpack. He looked around his room one last time before lifting the bag and exiting. He had memorized every piece of furniture, every nail, every beam that were in the large dome that was Capsule Corporation II. He wandered out to the sprawling gardens and cut several crimson roses with his pocketknife. From the rose bushes he could see the sparkling cerulean river. A few yards from the riverbank was a small grove of light green willow trees. And under the largest of the willows was his mother's grave. Trunks flew silently over the garden towards the grove. As he neared the tombstone he could read the engraving on the polished pink and white marble headstone:
Bulma Brief
Amazing inventor, wonderful mother
The world will never see another like you
May 14, 1961 – June 19, 2004
Landing almost silently Marai no Trunks wiped away the tears attempting to run down his cheeks. The breeze gently blew his lavender hair across his face as he laid the blood red roses on his mother's grave.
"Goodbye, Mother," Trunks whispered softly as he turned to leave. As he walked towards the time machine the young warrior could have sworn he heard the gentle breeze murmur, "Goodbye my son."
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It had been three days since Trunks had left his timeline. There he sat staring out the glass that separated him from the swirling borders of time and space. 'I should have been there by now,' He thought as one of the lights on the control board started blinking like mad. The time machine started shaking and there was a brilliant flash of bluish colored light. Trunks started to panic as the craft slowly touched down in a large, grassy field. 'Where am I?' Trunks thought to himself, 'This is definitely Earth, but I'm sure this isn't the time line I'm supposed to be in. When is this place?'
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Somewhere in Heaven:
"He landed 30 years after he saved this timeline Vegeta. Are you sure she'll be there?"
"Of course she will be. Would I steer our only son wrong, Woman?" Vegeta gruffly answered.
"Well of course not!"
"Then what's your point?"
"I just wanted to know if you're sure, you royal pain in the butt!"
Marai Vegeta and Marai Bulma peered into the giant, pearly orb and saw Trunks land. What could they be plotting for the half Saiyan?
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Hey again! Sorry so short… I promise I'll write more next chapter! Well anyways thanks to my 3 wonderful reviewers:
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