"Dragonball AS: Ultimate Cell Saga"

Chapter 75- "Majin Trunks"

By- Tiny

"Hey Marron, did you feel that?" Paresu asked, flying towards her husband's energy, "That energy spike just a second ago?"

"Yeah, it felt a lot like Trunks, but I know his power isn't that high," Marron nodded, "At least all the Sin's seem to be dead though, so maybe we've actually lucked out for once!"

"I wouldn't say we've lucked out exactly," Akira, who had been quite silent, spoke up, "Bra and Pan's energies just completely vanished a few seconds ago. Yuno, Bonzar, and Yugin are all fading quickly, plus Goten and Ubuu seem to be losing power while Trunks' power spreads out like a beacon."

"What are you trying to say?" Marron huffed, "Maybe they just got beaten up by the Sins or something."

"I highly doubt that," Akira grumbled, "Even the most power Sin, Pride, wouldn't have been able to lay a hand on Goten or Ubuu. The others I can see, but that doesn't explain why they would be so critically injured."

"I have to agree with Akira on this one girls, something isn't right this," Roshi gulped, "Nobody on that battlefield should be able to hurt Goten or Ubuu the way I'm sensing. That plus Trunks' aura seems...off."

"Are you implying that my Trunks has something to do with this!?!"

"Exactly, I think Trunks has something to do with this," Sanil, who had just joined them, nodded, "I've been tracking the battle for a few minutes now and I know for a fact that it was Trunks who caused Pan and Bra to...vanish."

"That's impossible!" Marron snapped, "Trunks would never lay a hand on Pan, much less his little sister! Ice, Trevor, back me up here!"

"I'm afraid that all the evidence points to Trunks as the one responsible," Ice argued, "He is the only one who remains undamaged even though all the Sins are already dead."

"You can all go to Hell!" Marron grumbled, blasting off before Trevor could put his two cents in, "My Trunks isn't responsible for any of this and I'm going to prove it right now!"

The others could only watch as Marron powered up to the same bizarre, white-tailed state the other humans had been in earlier and pulled away from the pack, heading for the ruined city. Shaking their heads, the others all responded by powering up as high as they could and following after their emotional friend, each silently hoping that she was right. All of them held a great respect Trunks and his family, but if he was the one killing their friends then they would have no choice but to pay him back in full.

"Let us hope it doesn't come down to that," Sanil, the decided leader of the group, mumbled, "I'm not sure I could kill the Saiya-jin..."

Marron came to a short stop just over the ruined city she had sensed the Sins arrive in only a short time before, nearly vomiting at the sight that littered the streets below her. Blood was everywhere, splattered on the walls and spread around all over the ground like someone had put something through a seriously twisted blender. The daughter of Krillin could make out three mangled, burned bodies spaced apart by several feet off to the far side of the city, but didn't want to go and look at them since she already knew who they must be.

Pan and Bra were nowhere to be found, but Marron did manage to run across a fluttering, orange bandana that she knew belonged to Gohan's daughter. She probably would've broken down and wept right then and there, but was too focused on finding the person responsible for her friend's deaths to bother as she continued on her trek through the city. A few yards in front of her, wedged into the ground like a grave marker, was a familiar red weapon that she recognized almost instantly as Goku's nyoi-bo.

Just underneath the red weapon was a massive puddle of still warm blood, two figures lying motionlessly within them. One Marron knew was Goten, mostly because of the messy black hair that was his family's trademark, but the other was far too burned and mutilated to be recognizable. She could only guess that it was Ubuu, judging solely by the unburned skin tone, but didn't focus on the body for long as Goten began to stir slightly, opening his eyes to gaze up at Marron.

"Goten, what the hell happened here?" Marron sniffled, wiping the Saiya-jin's face off, "Where's Trunks?"

"Don't know why...he did it," Goten choked out, spitting up some blood, "Came at us...killed the 't fight back..."

"You're not making any sense Goten," Marron pleaded, on the verge of tears, "I know that Cell is back from Hell. Did he do this to you?"

"No...not Cell," Goten gargled, trying to sit up, "Couldn't...be...him..."

"Then who was it?" Marron cried into her friends chest, "Who did this to you?"

"T...Trunks..."

If Marron had only been crying before, she now sobbed heavily into her old friends chest, her body shaking from the force of the sobs. Had she not heard it from the overly honest and ever so naive Goten, she wouldn't have believed that it could have ever been true. Her Trunks, the man she had married and had children with, had actually killed his friends and family in cold blood. It was almost too much for the human woman to take as she cradled Goten close to her, not wanting to let her old friend die the way everyone else had.

"Here Goten, take this!" Marron pleaded, putting something into his mouth, "Please, we can't lose you!"

Goten didn't seem to be responding to his friends pleas as the bean slid into the back of his mouth, his head drooping down towards the ground just before he fell out of her arms. Marron looked about ready to absolutely lose it, unable to cope with the idea that she had lost another friend, but never got to as she felt a very large, tainted energy signature come up behind her. Whipping around quickly to face the newcomer, Marron came face to face with a dark furred, red-eyed version of the formerly majestic son of Vegeta.

Trunks' face was twisted in the most sick, menacing smirk that Marron had ever laid eyes on, the coldness in his eyes greatly resembling the look she had seen in Pride's eyes years before, only more sinister. His magnificent sword hung loosely in one hand, drenched in the blood of the fallen warriors as were the arms and body of the man holding the blade. Marron couldn't bring herself to even look at this disgusting man before her, the one who used to be her husband but was now no more than a monster.

"How could you do this to them!?!" Marron spat, her aura rising, "Goten was your best friend and Bra, your little sister! What do you have to say for yourself!?!"

"It is the wish of my master that all the Saiya-jin and the one known as Ubuu be destroyed," Trunks chuckled, "The humans merely got in the way."

"They were you allies and you killed them!" Marron snapped, smacking Trunks across the face, "Have you no conscience about that, you sick bastard!"

"Sick bastard?" Trunks smirked, grabbing Marron by the throat and lifting her off the ground, "I thought I was your loving prince? What ever happened to that, Marron darling?"

"It died along with my Trunks!" Marron hissed, kneeing the Saiya-jin in the ribcage hard enough that he had to let her go.

Trunks snarled savagely at the human woman, his face contorted in a look of pure rage and feral bloodlust, all aimed right at the woman who was his mate. Marron looked back with an equally cold glare, her eyes piercing the Saiya-jin's soul like even the sharpest sword couldn't do. Trunks had to admire her courage and determination and thought it a real shame that he had to finish her off, but that wasn't about to stop him.

Trunks reared back to strike his mate, his blood-covered sword raised high overhead, but never made the blow connect as a booted foot slammed hard into his face, knocking the Saiya-jin clean across the ruins. Sanil smirked to himself as the others landed all around him, each powered up as high as they could go just in case Trunks tried any sneak attacks. The Saiya-jin was too smart to try that, however, and simply got up and glared at his attackers with the utmost contempt in his eyes.

"That was a stupid move, Nameksei-jin," Trunks growled, "One that will cost each and every one of you your lives!"

"I'd like to see that," Sanil huffed, "Your outnumbered Saiya-jin and we won't be leaving here until you're dead!"

"Oh, you'll be leaving here alright," Trunks chuckled, launching himself at his opponents, "It'll just be in body bags!"

"We'll see about," Sanil snarled, baring his fangs, "LETS GO!!!"

Deep inside of Hell, two small figures stood smiling overtop of a crystal ball, watching the events down on Earth unfold with great anticipation. Both figures looked incredibly similar, short with wrinkled green skin, but were dressed in different outfits and one was a little fat. All the other inmates who remained were certain to avoid these particular two men, not wanting to be the next instrument in their twisted little schemes.

"I told you he would be perfect for the job," the smaller figure chuckled, "Now we will have our revenge without having to get our hands dirty!"

"Indeed my son, a brilliant plan," the older figure nodded, "The Earth's day of reckoning has arrived..."

NEXT TIME: Despite not wanting to believe that he could do it, Marron and the others have found out that their long time ally Trunks is responsible for the death's of their friends and family. With so many other battles taking place across the globe and everyone else occupied, the small band of humans, Sanil, and Ice must make a final stand against the Saiya-jin prince! But will they be alone or will an unexpected twist of fate be their salvation? Find out in the next installment of Dragonball AS!!!!!!