2-1. Volvanian - The race Audrey is; of Volvania (a planet).
2-2. Dimensional Telecommunicator - Something Trunks invented to communicate with from one dimension to another. (Mentioned in later chapters)
Chapter 2
Right Time; Wrong Timeline
"It's about time, Madam Slowpoke." Davion, Symone's baby brother said. He and Bulma, along with Trunks were waiting for Symone, in the backyard, to finish her packing. She had a handbag over her right shoulder.
"Ha-ha... Very funny, twerp..." she said, approaching them, "One good thing coming out of this, is getting away from you."
Davion scowls, "One good thing about you going, is a better place without you being here." he retorted.
Symone growls (angry vein), "Maybe it'd be a better place if you weren't here! I was here before you, you little--!"
"Okay, you two!" Trunks cut in, "Today is Symone's departure, don't you two think that it's alittle more important to make sure Symone gets to her destination safely, than you two bickering about non-sense?"
Both kids look away from one another.
Trunks sighs exasperately, and cross his arms over his chest, "Okay, you two. Either make up, or no one's going anywhere."
Symone gasp then whines, "Da-a-a-a-d!!!"
Davion grumbles.
"Take it or leave it, Symone..." Trunks said to her.
She sighs deeply, "Sorry, Davion." she says, not too sincerely.
"Hmph." he replies.
Bulma nudges Davion, "Apologize, Davion."
He rolls his eyes, "I'm sorry too, Symone, Dad."
Trunks nods a bit, "It's alright..." then he thinks to himself, "I guess that'll have to do."
Symone looks around, "So... um, where's the time machine?"
Bulma reached into her pocket and holds out the capsule, "Right here." she clicked it and throws it to the ground. Smoke explodes into the air, and appeared, the enormous machine Symone's grandmother built-- the Time Machine.
Symone walks up to the machine, "Man, it's huge..." she said in awe.
Trunks walks up beside her and puts a hand on her shoulder, "So, Symone... you ready to make the trip?"
She nods, not taking her eyes off the machine, "Oh yeah..." she looks at her father, "This is the exact machine you used, Dad?"
He nods, "Yep. Pretty much. A few replaced wires and recalibrated, but just about the same in its outer-shell."
Davion takes a few steps forward, "Cool."
Trunks smiles a bit, "I know. Isn't she a beaut? All thanks to your grandmother."
Bulma laughed a bit, "Why thank you, Trunks."
"It looks great, Obaasan." said Davion.
"Yeah..." Symone agreed. She levitated to the nearest top and pressed a button to open the canopy.
The machine hummed quietly and slowly opened.
Symone looked in, fascinated by it numerous consoles.
Davion floated towards his sister, to peek over her shoulder, "Man... Even the inside looks so... complicated. So high-tech." he said, "I wish I could go. Dad, why can't I just go with Symone?"
"Well... for one thing, you two don't get along too well." he said, "This is also something like a vacation for your sister. She needs alittle time away from us, you know?"
Davin scowls a bit and looks away, "But why woud she need a vacation? How about boot camp? I mean, wasn't it she who threw her stupid temper tantrums and got into trouble and-- ow!"
Symone nudged him hard in the stomach, "Davion, shut up!" she sneered at him.
"Symone!" Trunks and Bulma said in unison.
The two adults exchanged looks, then Trunks sighed and spoke up, "Davion, she may've had her bad moments, but still, at a young age for herself, she did take care of you when neither your grandmother or I could be there for you, with managing Capsule Corp. I didn't really want to pay people to raise you. Plus, she paid her debt, you know... When I became ill with that dreadful heart virus that kept me bedridden for nearly a month." he stated, "So, this is sort of a reward for her. Besides, what Symone went through, heaven forbids if it happens again, it's quite normal. Even for an Earthling, Volvanian¹, and Saiya-jin. It's all about being a teenager."
Davion sighs, "I hope I don't go through that..."
"You will. Even your father had his moments when he was Symone's age. Actually, a bit older, I believe." Bulma says to him, "When he was so determine to fight fight those androids."
Trunks rubs the back of his neck in a bit of embarrassment, "Yea... Um, afraid she's right, Davion."
Davion mumbles beneath his breath, as he floats down to the ground, "I can't believe I'm related to these people..."
Trunks walked towards the machine. He saw where his mother had written 'Hope!'. He ran his fingers over the large number '1', "This brings back some good memories." he said to himself, "And some bad ones." he thought back when Piccolo told him, Krillin, Tien, and Vegeta about how the Cell of the future stole the lives of innocence as well as the Trunks in that timeline and his time machine.
Symone floated back down to the ground, "Hey, Dad?"
He blinks as his thoughts are interrupted by his daughter's voice. He turns his head alittle, "Yes?"
"Um... I was wondering... well... How do I make my entrance when I get to the other timeline?" she asked him.
"Well, that depends where the time machine takes you; what region of the earth you may land on. And most importantly, the time. I can't really answer that with a straight answer, Symone. But I can say is that where ever you're land at the closest, you go to, OK? If you're somewhere near Capsule Corporation, then go there. If somewhere near Mount Paotzu, then you can go there. Or maybe even Master Roshi's Island, if you're lucky. Understand? It's all up to you, really. I reccommend Capsule Corp., to see the alternative version of your grandmother, since she's the only one who knows of you."
She nods a bit, "Oh. OK. I'll just have to go with the flow."
"That's about it." he said, just then remember, "Oh yeah, Symone, before you go, I wanted to give you something that will help you on your trip." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a capsule, with a yellow label on it, with number '70'. He took her hand and placed it in her palm.
She stared at it, recognizing the number, "This... looks like the--"
"...The capsule house you stoled from me."
"Yeah..." she said quietly.
"It's yours. I fixed it up just for you." he told her.
She looks at him, surprised, "Really..? Th-thanks, Otousan." she stammered alittle, "How did he know I stoled it..?"
He smiles a bit, "You're welcome, Sweetness."
"I really appreciate it." she chuckles, "Wow, my very own capsule house. I always wanted one of these." then smiled.
"And one more thing-- I want to take a look at your cellphone. Do you have it on you?"
Symone blinks once, "Yeah." she said, and looks into her handbag and puts the capsule in her bag, then gets her small cellphone out. She hands it to him.
He takes it, then takes out an object, that appears to look like a pocket knife, but when he opens it, many smaller tools appear. Tools for more microscopic tasks. He opens up the back of Symone's phone. He began to work with it.
Davion walked up to see what his father is doing to his sister's phone, "Hey, Dad, what are you doing?"
"Well, I'm fixing the phone up so its power would be alittle more powerful and different than most phones. Other than the time machine itself, making this trip, Symone will be travelling through this magnetic storm. You know any element magnetic can interfere with electricity, right? I'm making so it won't malfunction anythng as delicate as Symone's cellphone." he replied without looking up from his task, "And, so that she communicate with us while in the other timeline."
"Cool!" Davion said, "You can really do that, Dad?"
He smirks, "Well, of course. If your grandmother can build a time machine, this is really child's play. I did learn a few things from her, you know. Or have you forgotten about the Dimensional Telecommunicator²?"
"Kind, yeah..." he replied, "Especially since you haven't used it since I was born." Davion thought to himself,"I see now, though. Do you think I can learn a few things myself?" Davion asked interest, "I want to be a whiz at this like you and Symone. Hopefully just as great as Great Grandpa Brief, even."
"Well, of course. It flows in your blood to learn about the technology world just like the blood of Saiya-jin and Volvanian¹." Bulma answered.
Trunks fixed the back of the phone and hands it back, "There you go, kiddo. Like I said, what I did to the phone should make it withstand the magnetic storm you'll have to go through. If you have any other small electronic gadgets like a that, might as well let me fix it up."
Symone shakes her head, "No. The cellphone is just about it. Everything else is in its capsule."
He nods, "OK. Well... if that's about it, you should get going."
She nods a bit, "Yes, sir." feeling alittle homesick already, "Well..." she clears her throat, "I'm going to miss all of you. Even you, Davion."
He smirks a bit, "Are you just saying that, Sis?"
She shakes her head a bit, then smile alittle, "Nah... I really mean it. You may be a royal pain, but you're my brother. And that's how little brothers are, I guess."
"Even if you can be annoying, yourself, Symone." he said, still smirking, "Good-bye, Onee-san."
She walked up to him and gave him hug, "Good-bye, Otouto-chan."
Trunks smiles a bit, "Strange how those two can get along just as easy as bickering."
She raised up, "Have fun while I'm gone."
He chuckes a bit, "I plan to."
She smiles and shakes her head a bit, "Same here." then she approaches her grandmother, "Bye, Obaasan." she hugged her tightly, "I know I'll see the alternate version of you in the other timeline, but I'll still miss you."
Bulma hugs her granddaughter back, "Aw, Symone, I'll miss you too, Sweetheart."
She pulls away from her, and smiled a bit, "Hope you be okay while I'm gone."
Bulma chuckles, "I'll be fine. You just behave while you're gone."
She nods, "Yes, ma'am."
"Hey, Symone?" Davion called.
She turns to him.
"Will you tell the Z-Fighters about me?"
She laughs a bit, "Well, of course. Once I'm use to everyone there, I will tell the people about you."
He smiles, "OK."
Symone finally turns to her father, "Well, old man, I'll be seein' you." she smiled a bit.
Trunks smiles back, still looking half his age, "Yeah. I hope you have a safe trip to your destination, Symone."
She nods, "I hope so too, Otousan." she walks up to him and hugs him, "Love you, Dad."
He hugs her back, but very unwilling to let her go, "Love you too, Symone. If you need anything at all, and I mean, anything, just call me. OK? All you have to do is dial our home number, with its area code."
She nods, still holding on to him, "Yes, sir."
With much difficulties, he finally let her go, "We'll be seeing you, Symone. Again, have a safe trip."
Symone nods, and levitate to the top and gets into the machine, "I will."
She sat in the only seat inside: the pilot's seat, "Now, let's see." she said to herself, as she studied the consoles. She turned on it's main switch, which a computer screen blink on. It had information about different timelines. Four of them. Symone noticed it, "Hey, Dad. What timeline is this info for?" she point at it.
He levitated to see what she meant, "That's the info for the same timeline you're going to. Except it's two years before I was born." he told her, "In other words, you'll probably wind up witnessing the teenage version of myself defeating Frieza, or talking to Goku-san."
"I don't think you would want to do that, Symone." Bulma said.
"Yeah, no kidding." Davion puts in, "That means Symone would meet Dad when he was a teenager."
"That wouldn't make a difference. I'm going to meet him as a teenager in the timeline I'm suppose to be going anyways." Symone told Davion, "The only difference may be his personality."
"Yeah." Trunks agreed. He reached inside the capsule and moved the selective highlighter to its accurate destination on the screen, "This is the info you may want to use." he showed her. It had the year, district's area number and coded: Timeline C. "And don't worry about trying learn the coordinates to get back home. Its already in the computer's program. All you have to do is type in the codename: Timeline B.
"Is there a codename: Timeline A?" she asked him.
"Yeah, but don't get any ideas. I want you to go to the timeline you're suppose to go to." he told her.
"Okay."
Moments later, the machine started up.
"Davion, back up alittle bit. Want to be at a safe distant when Symone lifts off." Trunks told his son.
Davion did what he was told.
The machine lifted off the ground. It went higher, and higher towards the sky. Soon, Symone waved once again, good-bye to her family, then the machine disappeared.
Trunks continued to look at the sky, "It looks like she's in for an adventure." he said to himself, "Love ya, kid." he said softly.
Bulma pats his shoulder, "So, how does it feel to know that your only daughter is traveling to another time dimension?" she asked him.
"Something tells me that she's going to be okay. But I'm still worried." he said.
"It's all apart of parenthood." she said with a smile.
"Dad, how long would it take for her to get there?" Davion asked him.
"A day or two."
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An alarm began to blare. She looked at the computer screen. The highlighter for selecting a destination began to move randomly, from the pressure after she leaned against it, "Oh, no." she said and began to panic, "Now what's going to happen?"
The highlighter finally stopped. Symone looked at the info, "784-1170 Codename: Timeline A?" she thought about it, "When and where in the timeline will I arrive at?" she said in a panicking manner.
The machine began to have a few turbulence, then it threw Symone out of her seat. She fell back and hit the back of her head on the metal surface, and knocked her unconscious.
Symone opened her eyes, then moaned from the numb pain. She found herself tangled in her own extremely long hair and uncomfortably on the floor of the machine. With much effort, she managed to get herself on her feet. She looked outside the canopy. It was nighttime, and it looked like she landed somewhere in the countryside, "Great, now where the hell am I?" she opened the canopy. She leaped out and looked around, "Dad, you just had to jinx me, didn't you..?"
She put the time machine in its capsule and began to walk around, "I'm stranded in a forest and no civilization for miles." she said, then she began to concentrate on sensing any lifeform, "Or is there..?"
She looked ahead, "I can feel a lifeform... No two of them." she smiled, "It looks like I'm not the only one camping out here." she comtinued to walk, to the direction of the energy she is feeling.
After ten minutes, the acres of trees began to grow thin and a wide plain came into view, along with the half moon, "Damn it, I wish there was a road around..." she stopped in her track. What is that? she thought to herself. A few yards away, there was something lurking in the shadows among the trees.
Symone continued to stare, until she saw something a few yards farther from this stalker. "Who is that?" she asked herself in a quiet voice. A person, but not quite sure, had its back turned. An explosion was heard, and as soon as the cloud of smoke disappeared, a tall machine stood before that person.
Symone gasped, "The Time Machine!" she exclaimed in a whisper, "That means that person is Dad!"
The mysterious being finally came into view. The person turns around. Symone's eyes grew wide, "It is Dad!" she thought to herself, clenching her fist with excitement. "And he doesn't even look much different as I see him as my father!" she said to herself.
Trunks grind his teeth and reached for the sword. He pulled it out of his sheath as fast as he could and charge the being armed with his sword in front of him.
The being pulled out his tail and grabbed Trunks by the neck and began to strangle him.
Symone began to panic, "I don't even belong here! Should I interfere?" she thought with a panicking feeling.
The creature dropped him and darted his tail into Trunks' torso.
"NOOOOOOO!!!" Symone yelled out of anger.
The creature turned its head and looked at Symone with its pupils so narrow like a serpant.
"STOP IT, NOW!!" she yelled at it.
It pulled it's tail out of him, which seemed to have got him in his chest. It began to walk towards Symone, slowly taking a step at a time.
Symone began to walk towards him, though, deep inside she's scared for this young man's life.
The creature approached her, it stopped a few yards away, "Hmm, it seems that you want to join me for dinner as well." it said in its raspy voice, "Is he your boyfriend or something? 'Cause if he is, I can set reservations for two."
2-1. Volvanian - The race Audrey is; of Volvania(a planet).
2-2. Dimensional Telecommunicator - Something Trunks invented to communicate with from one dimension to another. (Mentioned in later chapters)