Shasti: Hey ya all! Sighs I just finished the plot for me story... (Squeses out a Mozart laugh: MHAHHHAAHHAHAHAHAGGG!) I would just like to ask, What actually happened in DBGT? (New Zealand T.V. is poor and haven't even finished viewing the Super 17 saga yet) I would just like to know why Goku disappeared because that might help me story... Oh yeah... Can you tell me what happened to Mirai Trunks after Cell saga? (NZ T.V. hasn't broadcasted that either...) THANX!!!
Goku: I NEED food if you want to keep me from going in.
Shasti: (Sighs) Here you go... (Opens a twelve-meter-high fridge bulging with food)
Goku: Oh, so little? Oh well, it'll have to do I guess...
So here goes...
The last Saiyan- Chapter four. Surging memories
Trunks, Future Trunks and Goten gathered in a triangle, the three gawked at each other awkwardly, Future Trunks watched his younger-self, he could understand his emotions.
"So what happened?" Goten interrupted Future Trunks's concentration. Future Trunks slowly moved his eyes to watch Goten, he observed that his former friend did not trust him entirely.
"I will tell you my story..."
FUTURE TRUNKS'S FLASHBACK (This is the story of Future Trunks when the 'monster' arrived, please read flashbacks, they are very important... In this story, every little detail can affect the final outcome)
Trunks was deeply in his slumber when a dramatic vibration disturbance in the air particles (sound) disrupted his sleep.
"WOMAN!! WHERE'S ONE OF THOSE MONEY THINGS?!" A loud, very loud voice boomed from half way across the house, the uproar was incredible, the whole house shook from the impact.
A typical scene of Vegeta screeching at Bulma... Trunks had his eyes half open, he discovered himself in bed, his sheets all tangled, half his body sank on the floor and his head at the other end of the bed. Trunks groaned and practily 'fell' out of his bed.
Trunks arrived just in time to catch the drama down stairs, he slipped down stairs for breakfast. He got the slightest hint that his father had already finished by the piles of dishes that stood on the kitchen bench.
"Vegeta, how many times do I have to remind you... NOT TO CALL ME WOMAN!!!" Trunks almost felt a roar of wind at that speech. He continued making his way downstairs, ruffling up his already messy hair, he let out a vast yawn.
"Yeah, yeah... JUST HAND ME THE MONEY." Vegeta calmed down a little, very little.
Bulma grunted and stomped out of the kitchen like a mad cow, all Trunks could hear then was a couple of bangs, a few scratches, a dozen crashes. And Bulma appeared in the door way with a rag looking wallet, she hastily stuffed a few notes (money) inside and as Vegeta trotted/paced into the room, she dumped the whole heap on him.
Vegeta held up the wallet, examined it like it was something poisonous. His face framed into a frown. "WHAT'S THIS?" He pointed at a pair of words printed on the wallet/dirty looking bag.
Trunks focused his eyes on the object, he made out the words: 'Vegeta's wallet'. Trunks had a urge to laugh that shot up like a bullet.
"A little present from yours truly," Bulma said, looking very pleased with herself.
Vegeta did nothing but muttered something under his breath, "Earth women..." He snapped. And with that, and a powerful rush of wind, Vegeta soared out the window, relocating his rampage somewhere else.
Trunks finally managed to make his way down the stairs and into the kitchen, and glared in, looking like he was about to fall asleep any moment. Bulma stood near the window, looking extremely happy, she made a gesture to Trunks with her back turned, busy packing up the mess Vegeta left. "Hi Trunks, want some breakfast?" She reached for the cupboard handle, "although that arrogant father of yours inhaled most of the food."
"No thanks Mum, I think I can do without it." Trunks reached for his new capsule Corp watch, a push of a button and a few seconds later, Trunks had changed clothes instantly.
He was now wearing a jacket, over a pale blue shirt, a cargo finished the design. The Capsule Corp uniform made his look more energized, Trunks peeked at his watch, this made him a little anxious. "Bye mum! I'm heading off to work!"
Bulma felt her hair rush back as she watched her son vanish into the distance, seeming more and more like his father as he levitated slightly off the ground and dashed through the window. "Got to do something about those two..." She mumbled to herself.
Trunks felt his power increasing as he speeded up his flight, he constantly looked back at his watch, the pressure in the atmosphere rushed through his hair, sharply cooling his pale curtains of hair, although it still waved, shifting with the current as he made a angular turn. He let out a lengthy sigh, his watch did everything except it's not equipped with an alarm.
His thoughts were shattered as a tremendous power, none that he has felt before... Or has he? Trunks felt it/he/she was traveling in his direction. He kept calm, a much milder form than what was he was truly encountering.
A shadow fell on Trunks, a glint of an awkward feeling also dropped on him... He did not look up, who was this person?
You will soon find out...
Without any hint of warning, a sharp, immense pain shot through Trunks's heart, it began to spread, something lunged for him, consuming his energy. The wrenching pain that accumulated in him was unbearable. He clenched to where the pain dwelled but he suffering continued...
And then,
It stopped...
END FLASHBACK
"When I had finally woken up, Vegeta was gone..."
Both Trunks, and Goten, now stood planted on the cliff, with Future Trunks explaining his past experience, Trunks listened and watched Future Trunks with pity as he told his story. Future Trunks was revealing every inch of the torment he suffered, his fists clenched tight as a transparent flame flared within his heart and soul...
"He then moved on... Terminating everyone in his path... With its plan to dominate the world." Future Trunks continued.
FUTURE TRUNKS'S FLASHBACK (continued...)
A few weeks after 'its' arrival...
"It's coming..." Bulma whispered her voice quivered with fear. "It can still sense us..."
Trunks gazed upon his mother, he was badly injured, cuts were deeply planted, wounds, bruises and where his flesh splited left blood marks. His shirt showed traces of blood. He had a diagonal scar on his right cheek, where the creacher had struck him. He laid against the wall, his arm limply across his knee, most of his body was senseless he felt so useless, he wasn't able to prevent anything...
Trunks and Bulma was in a circular, pod shaped room, Bulma's hidden creation was covered, protected using a hologram. The room's every inch was covered with technology, cameras detected that the monster was invading Capsule Corp, bangs from outside the room became nearer. It was trying to break in... Trunks watched helplessly as Bulma rushed to get the time machine setted.
"Trunks, climb inside it, now!" Bulma ordered. Trunks stared blankly at the open space his mother had indicated to him. The image shook, and another took its place, the machine was a shape of a pod, silver and translucent.
Trunks barely had the strength to talk but he forced himself up using his agonizing arms. His legs trembled as he approached the machine. He squeezed his eyes shut, concentrating his powers as he levitated off the solid concrete and drifted into the strange sphere. He peeked at his mother, she gently smiled at him. A click of the ship and the pod was closed tight, separating Trunks from Bulma. Trunks realized what was happening, he knocked his weak bandaged fist on the glass, the glass remained unharmed.
Bulma's smile widened softly, the banging outside became louder. "I'm not coming with you Trunks,"
BANG BANG BANG. A noise from outside of the solid metal door rang, the creature had arrived...
"NO!" Trunks yelled. He wanted to blast the pod but he was drained of all his power.
"You'll have to make the journey your self, there's a sensu bean in the back to restore your strength."
BANG BANG BANG.
A blinding light, the door was blasted open by the creature, it moved out of the shadows, a hand rose steadily, the slender hand elegantly clustered a blast in its palm, the only light source in the whole room...
Bulma stood her ground. Her face clenched, in an attempt to be brave.
"NOOOOO!" Trunks bellowed once again.
"Go, Trunks... You are our last hope... The last Saiyan..."
A blinding light was all Trunks saw as the pod took him in to the past...
A screeching scream echoed in his head...
END FLASHBACK
Trunks and Goten was stunned by his words, shocked. Future Trunks couldn't meet their eyes, his eyes remained downcast, the sadness was sweeping over him, he unleashed his emotions and finally a few tears sloped from his eyes.
"Before I left, mother told me something else," Future Trunks expressed. "She said: You must let Piccolo know your arrival... And one other, she told me: to defeat the creature, Trunks, you must become one with yourself..."
"What does that mean?" Trunks and Goten seeked.
Future Trunks made contact with their eyes, Trunks glimpsed dim, familiar traces of emotion uniting. "She... Wants me to merge with you... Trunks"
Shasti: AHHH!! That chapter took longer than I expected, oh no! It's still short and boring! I promise the next one would be more exciting.
Goku: (Stuffing his face) Oh, this is good, more noodles please! And while you're at it... More dumplings!
Shasti: AHHH! I better hurry up and write the next chapter before I run out of food and Goku goes charging in like his son did...
Thanx for all the reviews! But can everyone who reads this PLEASE do a review! I would like to know what you guys/girls think of this so far, well, maybe I should stop wasting my time and stop writing? Should I continue? How many chapters should I write? How often should I write it? WHAT DO YOU THINK?