Chapter Eleven- Rescue
"I don't believe this," King Kai growled, "This is just not fair!"
"How can I get down there now?" Gohan cried desperately, "I want to help! Before it gets worse!"
"I'm afraid only Goten can get you down there," King Kai muttered, "Only Goten."
"But-" Gohan began.
Goku placed a comforting hand on his son's shoulder. He gave of that cocky side smile of his and said, "Goten will come through, Gohan. His love for you is much bigger then his fear of that thing."
Gohan blinked uncertainly by his father's sudden grasp of wisdom. But the words reassured his troubled heart and kept his from foreboding what was to come.
Cell released the blast down upon the children. The dust exulted from the earth caving a great dune in the forest where Goten and Trunks once laid. Confidant at his victory, Cell was about to part when a flash of a someone's ki caught his senses. Suddenly, his winnings seemed to be losses. That blast was way to low to have blown them to ashes. There should have been some sort of remains. Cell's heart thudded softly, as he thought of the possibility of someone stronger out there in the forest who had saved the children in the nick of time. He scanned the silent forest for a sign of motion but none came to his dark purple eyes. Finally, Cell departed, all the while thinking that he did indeed overlook the obvious.
The boy let out a sigh of relief and leaned back against the branches of the tree. His heart resumed his normal rate once Cell had left. His body that had once been stiff with nerves and stealth relaxed back into the hum of nature. The two children he was carrying on either side of him were getting rather heavy now that his tension had loosened its grip. He hovered down from the treetops still carting the children carefully by their waists. Once his feet had made contact with the soft forest floor he laid them down upon the ground. His first reaction at seeing the children clearing now was to shout. One of them was a exact copy of himself. Except slight smaller. And the other child resembled Goku's cherubic features. His regained his calm after reminding himself that this was a new timeline he was in.
Future Trunks had indeed come upon a strange discovery. Luckily for Goten and Chibi Trunks that he happened to be going through. At the sight of his old arch enemy, Trunks was immediately alert for action. The kids he was fighting were Trunks' first priority. He slunk through the shadows of the trees unaware that the children were special and used the instant transmission attack he had learned in his travels through space. Not having mastered the technique yet it was more of a teleporting attack that he used in close combat to confound enemies. But this time it was to hide. Trunks was now in his early twenties still resembling his features of his teenage years. Sayians seemed to keep their youth much longer then humans, if they lived long enough.
"I don't know what to do with you," Trunks muttered scratching his head, "I really should be heading back to Master Roshi's…"
Seeing that he had no way to heal them as instantly as a sensu bean and realizing it wouldn't be wise to move little Trunks with his burnt and broken arm, Future Trunks set up camp…
Chichi sat once more at the window watching the sun slink over the horizon. A small sliver tear escaped from her chocolate eyes and made its lonely way down her red cheek. More tears joined this one. Chichi flipped her head not daring to watch the saddening scene anymore. Tears sparkled down from her eyes making Videl feel horrible. She sat on the bed looking bored up at ceiling. For the last hour she had been counting the little dots that the ceiling was covered with to get her mind off worrying for the two boys out in the dark wilderness.
"Chichi…" Videl muttered sitting up and eying the weary mother, "I'm sure Gohan will come through. He'll be sure to know something is wrong… right? I mean he sensed whenever I was in danger."
Chichi gave Videl a encouraging but weak smile and turned to stare at the wall. The trouble was, Chichi knew the true place her eldest son rested…
She clasped her hands in pray and whispered, "Gohan… Goku… Please watch over, Goten."
"I'm worried, Vegeta," Bulma muttered hanging up the phone for the millionth time, "I can't get through to Chichi. Where can Trunks be?"
Vegeta sat in his usual spot at the dinner table gazing at the titled floor uncertainly. He turned his gaze up to his mate and said, "Trunk's ki has disappeared."
Goten's eyes fluttered opened to greet the fuzziness and pain of reality. He squinted up at the face that hovered above his sight. He blinked and his focus came upon the boy. To Goten it was incredible to see this older version of his best friend. He began to wonder how long he had been sleeping. His heart skipped a beat once he discovered her couldn't move anything. Panic swelled inside him in till the older Trunks placed a cold hand on his forehead. Goten's eyes slightly lowered with pleasure at the cold touch but it did not last long. Trunks removed his hand and smiled lightly.
"Well, your fever is going down but I think we have a long time before you'll be ready to do anything yet."
"W-who are you?" Goten spoke up.
But his words were somehow stuck on the way to his mouth so it came out like a scratched up record. The older version of Trunks seemed not to notice though. Maybe he thought that was his real voice?
"I'm a older version of your friend, Trunks."
"But how?"
"It's kind of a long story." Trunks smiled, "I think I might lose my voice on the way to answer your question."
Goten tilted his throbbing head to peer over at the boy laying next to him. Goten's eyes welled up with tears.
"Is he-"
"Far from it." Trunks reassured Goten.
Goten left slightly better at these words but he still worried that Trunks' chest might suddenly stop rising and falling.
"Well, I told you who I am… so who are you?"
"Goten," Goten coughed.
"Goten," Trunks pondered, "I am not too familiar with this timeline. So I am going out on a limb to say this but by any chance are you related to Gohan?"
Goten winced slightly at Gohan's name but he covered it up by quickly answering elder Trunks' question.
"I'm his brother."
Trunks looked greatly surprised at this info. But it seemed to amuse him as well.
"Goten, do you have any idea what is happening around here?"
"I might have some of a idea," Goten offered.
To Be Continued…
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