Sands Of Time
Chappie 3
Time
By
Bulma
R: In server pain and laying in hospital bed …ow…memo to self…never call Trunks an uptight, lavender hair bitch…
T: Your damn right you don't you fucker!!!
R: Fuck off…I hate you
T: Mmmmmhmmmmm…that is nice. Now peeps, onward with story!!!
Battered, torn, beaten, and amazingly yet not broken laid the young Prince on the cold, damp floor of Frieza's chambers. He had no idea of time, but only of pain and the creature that loomed over him. Sneering down at his pathetic, twisted beaten form. Pure hatred burned in the depths of Frieza's eyes as his tail lashed out too and fro behind him and Trunks returned the gaze with his swollen beaten eyes filled with ice cold fire within them.
His body screamed at him to lose conscience. It wanted so badly for the pain to cease to exist. But Trunks could not do a thing about it as he glared up at his "Master". "Worthless trash!!! Do you think I would let you be late?! You must pay for your mistakes!!!" he cried. Then he leaned down by Trunks' ear and whispered. "How does it feel to know I am your Master? You pathetic monkey!!! Don't you get it, you will never amount to anything!!!!
Trunks trained his eyes to stare at the floor and told himself of who he was. Frieza, seeing how his words had no effect on the poor demi- Saiyan, he grabbed Trunks' head in his clawed hand as he dug it in his skull. From the claws blood dribbled down from Trunks' head and Frieza forced the poor the battered hero to look at him. "Look here you ingrate! I can have you killed, but before I do, I want to watch you squirm and beg for death. I want you to suffer to your last breath!!" hissed the Ice-jin.
Trunks stared up at him. "You may kill me, but you will not break me. I win." Trunks smiled so arrogantly in Frieza's face. Frieza snorted as he smashed Trunks' face in the ground and towered over him. "Oh you won all right. But I assure you, your winning days are far from over." he smiled insanely as he smashed his clawed foot into Trunks' back.
Trunks didn't even let so much as a whimper escape him. "Scream! Beg for mercy!! Beg for me to stop. Ask and you shall receive! Beg for me to quit this pain and I will let you go back to your room." laughed Frieza as he dug his claws in Trunks' back. Blood seeped through the uniform and pooled off the sides of Trunks' body and trickled on the floor and yet Trunks stayed cold. He was somewhere else in his mind. Far from this place. "SCREAM!!!' yelled Frieza adding more force in hopes Trunks would cave in.
Still Trunks laid there and not even a peep. Frustrated by this, Frieza let off and kicked the fallen hero in the stomach. "Fine! You may go. But know this, I will summon for you later today and you have better be here on time!" hissed the Master of his empire in anger. Trunks with great amount of effort pushed himself off the ground. His body ached and screamed, begged, and pleaded for him to stop and lay there. But Trunks knew if he didn't get up off the ground and out of the chambers, then he may end up dead and he could not allow that. He had someone back in his chambers to live for as well waiting for him.
With great effort and not so much as a peep he stood on his two almost broken legs and is entire body covered in blood, cut, bruises, hand marks around his neck to which Frieza had tried to choke him, claw marks on his head and back, and almost every bone in his body almost shattered he limped to the door. Frieza sneered at this display. "Weakling! Move faster! I grow tired of your pathetic existence!"
Somehow Trunks managed to open the two elegant looking doors and made it out in the hallway as he closed them with a soft click. As it was turning early morning on the ship, people started heading off to their posts and given jobs. The once barren hallways were soon showing signs of people. Trunks kept his trained eyes on the ground before him. He ignored the hiss and insulting mummers as the prying eyes gaze at him as he made his way to his chambers.
And Trunks knew that he was only about 50 ft. from his chambers. If he could just make it a bit further then he could escape the humiliation from the prying eyes and the insults that followed them for a time. But a dark cloud entered his safe haven as 3 figures had entered his path. Zarbon, a green alien beauty that looked so handsome on the outside but black at heart on the inside. Dedoria, a fat, plum , disgusting alien that by the look of him his own Mother could not even love him. And Captain Gyniu, a gay, purple alien freak that is the head of Frieza's special force team that is consist of elite aliens and he was the leader of them all.
"Well, well, well look at what the cat dragged in." sneered Zarbon in a mocking tone. "Leave me alone Zarbon. I am not int eh mood to play your twisted games today." muttered Trunks in a tone that signaled a warning. But the 3 stood before him and just laughed as a small crowd began to form a ring around the 3 and out hero.
"And what if we don't want to, huh punk?! What if we want to piss you off more!?!?" laughed Captain Gyniu. "Then you truly are a fool." "Fools!?!?! Why you arrogant punk! How dare you insult us!! We are of higher stature than of a mere "slave!!!" cried out Dedoria.
"Maybe so." smiled Trunks as he rose to his full body height as he blocked out the agonizing pain. "But obviously it pisses you guys off more to know who Frieza favors." This statement sent the crowd silent. All eyes gazed Zarbon, Gyniu, and Dedoria. Then Zarbon broke into laughter. "You call getting the shit beaten outta you favoritism. Hybrid, do not go and fill your silly lil' head full of such false hope. But we have come here to give you a warning. Frieza grows tired of you and when he decides to get rid of you, we will be waiting. Your days are almost up." Then Zarbon walked past Trunks.
"But Zarbon, I thought we were gonna do away with him…?" asked Dedoria. "We will in due time. He is not worth the suspension of my duties. So we will wait. Now come on. I have slaves that need destroying." "Your lucky punk. But soon it will run out anyway!" sneered Gyniu as he came up and punched Trunks in the stomach. Trunks didn't even flinch from the impact of flesh. Then the 3 stalked off as the crowd slowly went back to their destinations. Trunks sucked in a breath of air and headed to his chambers. It took almost all of his strength, but he made it.
With great amount of effort, he typed in his code as the doors opened. When they closed behind him with a hiss, he fell to the ground and bit his lip to prevent from screaming from the pain. "Trunks? Is that you?" came a sweet voice from his bedroom. Despite the fact that he was in excruciating pain he was in and not to mention he couldn't even get up off the floor, a smile crossed his features. "Yeah. I'm here hon." he called out.
He couldn't keep his swollen eyes open anymore. The pain was getting to him. He hear soft padding of feet from the bedroom as they entered to where he was laying. He heard a sharp intake of breath as a gasp came from the person staring. "Oh my god! Trunks!" cried the voice worried. The next thing Trunks knew was that he was being turned on his back.
Trunks stared at an angelic face of his one and only childhood friend, Venux. Princess Venux to be exact. Her father, King Goku of a planet far from long ago that was destroyed along with himself by the hands of the evil tyrant. Frieza took Venux alive but only for one purpose. Trunks was only 10 years old at this time and Venux was just 9. And that purpose was to give her to Trunks as a birthday present. Of course Trunks, being the person who he is, would never and could never do what that sick fuck expected him to do with the innocent child.
The second he had received her and they were safe in the confinements of his chambers, he sat the poor frighten girl down and told her that he would never hurt her and would protect her with his own life. After that, they both became the best of friends. But how they kept their relationship secret is that Venux would be his "slave", but the most they ever did was clean and sleep in the same bed as to not rise suspsion.
So where was I? Oh yes… Trunks stared up at the beautiful face as it came as a blur to him as she began to fade from his site and her voice growing more faint. But before he slipped away from her grasp, he heard her whisper, "Trunks, don't leave me just yet! I love you! Hold on!"
Later!
Trunks didn't know how much time had past when he was unconscious. All he knew was that he didn't feel any pain. ("Please let this be heaven. Please tell me I died and I have no more pain…") he begged in his mind that had failed him so many times before.
But he was far from death. At least the pain was gone. From what Trunks could sense, Venux was beside him and he was laying in their bed. Trunks slowly opened his eyes. Everything seemed unfocused and the room was dimmed. Slowly, everything around Trunks begin to straighten out and he could see clearly. He turned his head to see Venux with her back to him as she was washing out a washcloth in the basin on the desk. She turned around and her emerald eyes grew wide with shock.
She wore a knee length "slave" dress. It was a beautiful green that had two dragons interwining. It brought out her eyes beautifully as the dress made them sparkle and shimmer. But not today. Today her eyes were puffy, but still to Trunks, looked still more beautiful than ever. Her black hair cascaded down to her back as it matted her hair probably from the crying. "Trunks!" she cried as forgetting about his wounds. She lunged at him and pulled him into a tight hug that held him close to her. "Venux?" he asked confused by her behavior as he tried to pull her off of him as she jolted the pain from his fresh wounds. "Oh….sorry…." she sniffed as new tears fell down from her face. "Venux? Why are you crying? I'm alive." he tried to console her. "I-I know…sniff… B-But, I thought you a-almost d-died! Oh Trunks don't leave me again!!!" she sobbed and cried on him. Trunks pulled himself up against the pillows.
Then he pulled her more to him and allowed her to cry. At least one of them could. He pushed a strand of hair from her tear streaked face and put it behind her ear. Her body shook and shuddered from the violent sobs that racked her body. But Trunks just held onto her small, weak frame. He rubbed the small in her back and whispered soothing words to calm her down.
Finally, as she ran out of sobs, small hiccups escaped her mouth as she laid on Trunks. "There, now what was that about?" he asked her soothingly. She let out a small smile and looked at him. "Trunks, I thought you were dead when you passed out in the living room." Trunks let out a chuckle. "Venux, I promised you that I would not die and get us out of this hellish place. If I die, I would be breaking my promise to protect you."
"Your right. I am being childish and stupid to think that." "No, you were being concerned for me and my well being. You are crying when there is a need to cry. That is not childish or stupid." he replied as he kissed the top of her head. "Venux, you are never childish or stupid." She let out a small smile and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips as she got up off him and went to the bathroom to wash her face. Trunks let out a sigh and sat back on the pillow as he pondered certain things in his mind.
"Trunks?" came a soft voice from the bedroom doorway. Trunks turned his head to see Venux standing there as she gave him a puzzled look. "Yea?" he asked. "You look troubled. What is on your mind?" she asked him. "A lot of things, but you do not need to concern yourself about." A giggle escaped Venux. 'Trunks, y9ou can't fool me." she walked over to check him for any open wounds from the scene moments ago. Then seeing how he was perfectly fine, she took a seat on the bed beside him. "So, what is buggin you? And don't lie! I know you all too well Trunks Briefs!"
Trunks let out a groan. "Venux, nothing is bugging me! I am fine…" he drifted off. Venux abruptedly let out a sneeze. "Bless you." "I'm allergic to bullshit. So tell me" she smiled ever so sweetly, which earned her a dirty look from Trunks. "Well, since you are sooo keen on buggin the hell outta me, then I guess I have no choice, but to tell you." he replied. Venux got comfortable on the bed as she lifted a hand to signal for him to begin.
"I am wondering about what our lives would be like if Frieza didn't exsist. Would I still know you or would my life be happier? Would…I still know my parents and would they be alive? IF there was a only a way I could go back to the beginning I could save us all from this mess. IF only there was a way I could go back in time and fix every problem I ever made or every mistake that led us up to this point. You know fix everything to be peaceful." Venux sighed. "But we can't Trunks. It is not possible. Time travel can never be." That was the very phrase that clicked in Trunks' mind as he just, in a slit second, saw a machine and knew how to work it. How to build it. It all made sense. Then he turned and look at the ravened hair girl by his side with a knowing expression on his face. "No Venux, It is very much possible." "Trunks…what are you saying?" she asked afraid to what he was implying. "Come on! We haven't got time to waste!" he cried as he jumped outta bed and grab Venux by the hand and dragged them to his personal lab.
B: Ah…a new light on things and the plot begins to thicken.
T: yeah, I know what you mean. Well what are we waiting for?
B: For me to finish Veggie's massage!
V: Woman, a bit lower. Get rid of the kink!
B: Vegeta, I have been working at it for the past hour. There is nothing I can do.
T: Mom move. I will take care of it. You get back to writing the story for us and the fans that love your story sooo much!
B/V: Kay
DC: Whatever! I am soooo over Akira! Nope, nothing bugs me!
A: Hey Disclaimer!
DC: Ne? Turns and see A w/ DBZ gang"
A: I won them and you don't!!!!
DC: flips off A You suck!
A: Not as much as you!
DC: Whatever!!!
Leaves
C'ya
Bulma
PS MOMENT OF ZEN!!!
Dear Diary,
Today I stuffed some dolls full of rats and then put them in a blender. I am wondering if something is seriously wrong with me?
Shenron Say: I didn't take my meds today. So I'd be extra nice to me. Because I could so get away with doing whatever I want to do with you. So keep that in mind the next time you want to piss me off….