Abhor

Chapter 13: Nauseate

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The son of Vegeta and Goku had it all planned out. He played out every possible scenario in his head. And for each one he had an answer. One could say he was trying to save his own ass; yes, in a matter of speaking he was. But at the same time he was trying to give the others a future that would be worth living to see.

He knew if his parents were to die that the world would be more of a living hell than it already was. Most of earth's inhabitants would be either dead or dying. And that was something Trunks would not stand for.

So far he has done everything within his power to change the outcome. He desecrated Frieza and King Cold. Informed the others about the androids… yet, somehow it all seemed futile.

He had thought what if his 'mother' gets captured by Doctor Gero… that bastard… So, he captured Seventeen from his time line. It hadn't been easy. Trunks' leg had ended up in a bloody mess of bones, skin, and muscle. And his arm had successfully been ripped out of its socket. But he got him. Then he (with the help of Bulma) reprogrammed the android and brought him in a capsule with him. Immediately, he sent Seventeen to fine the 'evil' Seventeen and destroy him. Apparently he did so, and he was most likely taking care of Goku at this moment, or so he hoped.

So far, everything was going according to his plans… Well… everything seemed to be working out. He and his father had been training and currently Trunks was mediating while his father was doing push-ups. The rhythmic grunts weren't helping his concentration. With a frown he opened his dark eyes. He had actually preferred the way he looked with blue eyes, but if he wanted them that bad he could turn Super Sayian…

He nearly jumped out of his skin as his father's deep voice cut the air. He heard a low chuckle as he glared at him. "It's almost time to go…" Trunks could see the utter fear, loneliness, and sadness in his father's eyes. He missed Goku. And from the looks of it, he missed him so much that it was slowly eating away at his soul. Trunks sighed heavily as he stood up.

"I know… I was hoping we could have more time… but I guess we can't…"

Vegeta eyed his son from the future. "I've noticed that you're awfully calm about Doctor Gero having Kakkarot… I know you did something…"

Trunks let a gasp of surprise leave his lips. He hadn't expected his father to know or suspect something was up. "I... I uh…"

"Spit it out already!" Vegeta's arms crossed over his chest as he smirked.

"Fine… ohkay... well… Seventeen is on our side…"

Vegeta nodded, deep in thought. "So Kakkarot is safe, in a matter of speaking?" The younger Sayian smiled. "Obviously you got most of your genes from me…" Trunks couldn't help but laugh.

"Actually, Doctor Gero taught me everything I know…you two were dead… so I never really knew you too well… Goku died soon after you…" Trunks' eyes shifted to the ivory floor. "I killed both of you…" Vegeta placed a hand upon his future son's back and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"It's alright. We understand." Trunks forced a smile. "Come on, we need to finish our training." With that he released his son's shoulder and took a few steps back, his knees bending and his arms brought up, fists balled. Trunks did the same across from his, a familiar smirk on his face, which happened to look exactly like Vegeta's.

Vegeta was the first to move, he darted forward – too fast for any normal person's eyes and slammed his fist into Trunks' belly. Without even a gasp, Trunks grasped a hold of Vegeta'' shoulder and threw him over his shoulder, turned swiftly and hit him again before he had time to recover. Vegeta slid across the floor and halted as he almost hit the bed. He kicked to his feet as Trunks charged again, his fist met the teen's face and his head snapped sideways. With a low growl, Trunks flipped to the right and planted his fist into Vegeta's side as he landed.

Vegeta smiled slightly as he stood up straight. "You're pretty good…" Just as he said this the door behind them opened and Dende stood there a small smile on his green lips.

"Times up." He glanced between the two full-blooded Sayians. They nodded and hesitantly headed towards the door.

They all walked to the top of Kami's tower and Vegeta scowled as he saw a familiar and very unwanted face. "Vegeta!" Her voice screeched. "How could you leave my son out here with all of these… these… you are to be by my son at all time. Without his father here to protect him…" He voice lowered slightly and Vegeta couldn't help but feel sorry for the woman.

"Feh, he's fine with the Namek."

ChiChi saw the teen next to Vegeta and gasped. "Who…?" She could see the resemblance of Vegeta and Goku when she looked at him.

Trunks smiled at her. "Uh... I'm Trunks… Vegeta's and Goku's child from the future…" She looked skeptical but anything was plausible now. She nodded, deep in thought. Gohan smiled up at Trunks.

"Come on Trunks you can show me some of the things you learned!" A grin appeared on the teen's face but it faded as Vegeta spoke.

"No, we need to go find Kakkarot." Vegeta saw the frown and sighed, knowing that boys will be boys and he wanted to do things that kids do… whatever that was. But Goku's life was on the line here, as was Trunks' so… this was more important. "Namek you're coming with Trunks and I. So is Tien." The bodyguard nodded sharply and said a few low words to thew clown boy and moved to Vegeta's side. "Everyone else is to stay here and- Do. Not. Leave. If any of you leave… I'm not saving your asses." He glared at all of them and could see their eyes avoid his. With a grin of triumph he turned away and began to leave but something stopped him. Trunks' gasp. He spun towards the teen wondering what was wrong. "What?"

"Oh gosh… Cell… he's here… I can tell." Vegeta raised his eyebrow and searched for an odd ki and felt nothing unusual.

"What the hell are you talking about, I don't sense anything! I can only feel everyone's ki!"

Trunks sighed in irritation, "Exactly! Cell has everyone's ki! Feel for it again." Vegeta did so and he felt it. Everyone's ki seemed to be coming from one place and it was coming this way, and fast.

"Oh shit!"

"It must have followed me…" Trunks quickly glanced to all the others. "Dad, we have to get everyone out of here- or we need to leave- they don't stand a chance. Cell will demolish them! He must be here to kill us… I don't see any other reason…. Or to kill me. That has to be it!" Trunks pushed the hair out of his eyes; "we need to leave now."

"Tien, Piccolo… follow us." Vegeta ordered them and the 4 Z-warriors took off to the sky, the strange ki following them and getting closer and closer.

To be continued…

Agent 182: Whew, another chapter done. Gosh, I've been so sick lately it sucks. My voice is just gone. X.X *sighs* I've had a cold and I had a fever last night so to say the least I feel very crappy- so you are all VERY lucky that I updated (I do have a lot of free time). I'm trying to update a lot because I'm graduating soon and I'm moving to Oregon for a while and I won't have a comp… so… obviously I can't update unless I come back to my house for a bit. Gosh that sucks… so, expect many updates. I've already started Ch. 2 in Abstract! So that's very rad! Thank you to everyone that reviewed!