Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. All DBZ characters belong to Akira Toriyama. Darkreign & Evangel created this story, and I am posting it up for them. They have decided to not continue this story, but Darkreign has given me permission to finish it for him. If you two are reading this I hope you will like what I chose of what would happen to Trunks in the near future of your fanfic.
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"Sayonara, Good-Bye" (A New Beginning)
Chapter Three
"First, what do you know about what happened to the homeworld?" Bandeku inquired. "Well," Trunks answered cautiously. "All I know is that a powerful creature destroyed Vegetasei and that only four were away at that time. Or so I thought. How come you survived?"
"I'm not the only Saiyajin who escaped that day," Bandeku spat out bitterly. Trunks waited in silence for the other man to collect his thoughts. "It all started when a lowclass warrior named Bardock began saying that Freeza would betray the Saiyajins."
"Who's Freeza?" Trunks played dumb. Of course he already knew about him. He HAD
killed him in another timeline. "Freeza was the one who commanded the Saiyajins. We first met him when he offered advanced technologies for our services as his mercenaries. In time, most Saiyajins grew to trust him. That proved to be our most fatal mistake," he explained venomously. "Saiyajins follow power and
Freeza was stronger than any Saiyajin born. Except," he smiled coldly, "maybe for the Legendary Super Saiyajin." Bandeku laughed loudly at Trunks' raised eyebrow. "But that is only an old tale."
"Oh," Trunks managed to say. He breathed an inaudible sigh of relief. "One time when Bardock came from a mission, he said that Freeza would be the end for the Saiyans. Most scoffed at his ideas and called him a traitor. But some had their own suspicions of Freeza."
"Like you," Trunks said. It was more of a statement then a question. "Yes. Me and a few others. Bardock's predictions only fueled our doubts. So we took three
large space crafts and left to start a new colony."
"Is this planet where you colonized?" Trunks queried.
"Hai," Bandeku nodded. "It was an ideal place; it's environment was similar to Vegetasei's."
"But you said you weren't the only one. Where are the other Saiyans?"
"There's a small settlement a few hundred miles away," Bandeku pointed. "Past those mountains."
"Why don't you live with them?" Trunks boldly asked. "I prefer to live this way," Bandeku replied. "I have more freedom."
"How many escaped that day?"
"About three hundred." Trunks was in a contemplative mood. "You mentioned that four lived. Do you know where they are?" Bandeku broke his reverie.
"No," Trunks said slowly. "They all died."
"So it seems we are the only Saiyajin left," Bandeku mused. "How...unfortunate."
"What do you do now?" Trunks inquired.
"_We_," Bandeku emphasized the word, "will stay and spar. We shall get stronger, then rebuild the Saiyajin empire to its former glory."
"Wait a minute. _We_?" Trunks said shocked.
"Of course," Bandeku stared at him. "It's true you have inferior blood, but it can be thinned out until your descendants are pure Saiyajin. Look, you don't even have a tail." Trunks' temper flared and he growled. "I don't need a tail," he retorted. "Oh?" Bandeku smirked evilly. "Then you really are stupid! Our tails enable us to become Oozaru. 'Weremonkeys' if you like." Trunks didn't answer back. He was still trying to control his temper.
[I wonder what he means when he says he doesn't need a tail,] Bandeku thought. [It may be true; I can feel his power increasing!] "Hmphf," he snorted rudely. "Your mother must have been stupid to cut off your tail. And your father even more so for letting her."
"Nani!?!" Trunks quickly got up. A white aura surrounded him and created a gust of wind. His hair undulated with the unnatural gale and the grass waved violently. Keeping in check that he didn't shift into Super Saiyajin.
"I knew you were holding back!" Bandeku smirked. "You're just about as powerful as me."
"Che," Trunks made a rude noise and forced himself to calmed down. "So what if I am?" he snapped. "I need a training partner, someone to spar against who offers a challenge. I usually travel to the harshest environment this planet has and train myself. But even that has become tiresome."
"Do you think I care? Why don't you fight with the other Saiyajins instead of a 'halfbreed' like me," he said sarcastically. "Like I said," he retorted, "you are the strongest opponent I've encountered yet. Anyway, you have no choice. Your ship is beyond repair so you can't leave, and the other Saiyans wouldn't
accept you as readily as I have."
"I don't need their approval," Trunks growled, but mentally he was reeling. [Shit, he has a point!] he thought glumly. [I'm stuck on this planet indefinitely.]
"We can start your formal training today," Bandeku ignored the caustic remark. "You need to be taught how to live like a true Saiyan!"
"Why bother?" Trunks sighed as an unexpected wave of depression hit him. "It is necessary because I say so," the older warrior said sternly. His tone of voice gave no room for debate. Not in the mood to argue Trunks just nodded lifelessly.
"I'll start by telling you the myth of the Legendary Super Saiyan," Bandeku tried to perk the other man's interest. "Every millennium a great warrior will supposedly be born. No other can compare to his power. People say that his hair would turn a gold that matches the sun, and his eyes would become a fiery green. A golden aura would blaze about him, and he would be undefeatable."
He sneaked a look at Trunks and saw that the Semi-Saiyajin was studiously gazing at the ground, but he did catch his lip twitch in a quick smile. "We thought that the Legendary was born in Prince Vegeta. While he was still young the Prince manifested a power that Saiyajins his age never reached. Even Freeza noticed the potential the Heir had so he took him under his wing." Bandeku pause for a moment. "I had hoped Prince Vegeta was the Legendary so he we would be
safe from Freeza's reign. But it was not to be. Freeza destroyed Vegetasei and the Prince never became Super Saiyajin." A choke from behind caught Bandeku's attention. "What is it?"
"Uhh...nothing," Trunks answered. A tinge of smugness creppt into him. [That's what you think, you bastard.] Unconsciously an evil smirk stole over his face.
[Odd...he reminds me of someone,] Bandeku frowned. [His face seems so familiar now...... but that's ridiculous.]
"Oh, so what was life like as a Saiyajin?" Trunks quickly changed the subject when he noticed Bandeku staring at him. "It was a time of glory," Bandeku said with obvious pride. "We conquered anyone we wanted to. Nothing could stand against our might."
"Except Freeza," Trunks used the opportunity to piss the other guy off. "His time will come," Bandeku muttered. "So what happened to Freeza after he destroyed Vegetasei?" Trunks inquired. "We don't know," Bandeku answered. "We never encountered him again. Most likely he thought that all the Saiyans were dead so he didn't bothered looking. By the way, Freeza would have known about the four Saiyajins off-planet that day. Did he by chance come to your planet?"
"Err...yeah," Trunks responded hesitantly. "He did but was defeated by one of the four Saiyajins."
"Was that Saiyan your father?" Bandeku persisted.
"I'M TIRED OF ANSWERING MORE OF YOUR QUESTIONS!!!" Trunks suddenly exploded. A wave of anger and annoyance crashed over him, causing his ki to rise.
"Fine," the older warrior folded his arm. "We'll continue this later on."
[Damn,] Trunks thought as he reigned in his emotions. [Why am I acting like this? Maybe it's because of the cryostasis...]
"It's still early, but I think you should rest now," Bandeku said as if reading his mind. "Why do you care?" Trunks asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "You don't even know me that well."
"I had a son," Bandeku replied after a moment. "He was one of the King's guards, an honour considering his background. When I left Vegetasei, he stayed. His sense of honour and duty wouldn't allow him to abandon his post. He died when Freeza destroyed the planet." Bandeku said this in an emotionless voice.
[He's hiding it, but I know he misses his son,] Trunks contemplated. "I'm sorry," he gazed at the ground again. He was slightly uncomfortable at the fact that Bandeku had opened up to him.
"Well don't be," Bandeku sneered. "Enough of this. Let's go home." Trunks nodded and stood up. Then a growling sound echoed through the air.
"Guess I'm hungry again," Trunks blushed a little. "Alright, we'll go hunting first," Bandeku replied dryly. The duo proceeded to find some prey. A few miles away from where they had been talking, they found some more of those weird creatures Trunks had killed earlier. Before he could react, Bandeku was already flying towards it and succeeded in breaking its neck. "Want me to make a fire so you can 'cook' it?" Bandeku mocked.
Wordlessly Trunks unsheathed his sword and skinned off a section. After staring at it for a second, he took a piece and popped it in his mouth. "Not as bad as you thought, eh?" Bandeku grinned. "Hmm," was all he said as he continued devouring the kill. Due to his Saiyajin appetite (and the fact that he didn't finish eating last time), Trunks ate the whole thing. "Is there some water nearby?" Trunks asked. *Burp* "Excuse me," he automatically said.
"What for?" Bandeku frowned.
*sigh* "Never mind."
* * * *
It wasn't big enough to call a river, and it wasn't small enough to call a stream. But it was water, and that was all that mattered. Trunks shook his hands vigorously to help it dry. He watched as the fast moving water carried the last drops of blood away from him.
"Are you done yet?" Bandeku asked. He was perched on a large stone as he watched Trunks 'wash up'.
"Hai," Trunks responded a little more amiably. It was a wonder what some food could do to improve his mood.
"Good, we better head back to the house," Bandeku stood up.
"Wait," Trunks got up from his crouch. "Someone...no...two Saiyajin are flying towards us."
"How do you know?" the armored warrior inquired.
"Can't you feel their ki?" Trunks asked incrediously. [Everyone from the other time-line knew how to do it,] he puzzled. Suddenly Bandeku's scouter began to beep and spit out numbers.
"You're right!" he said in a voice that was close to surprise. "What technique did you use?"
"Later Bandeku," Trunks walked beside him. "They're here."
Two dots appeared in the sky and quickly enlarged to reveal two Saiyajins in armor; from their build they could see they were males. The two new visitors gracefully lowered from the heavens and hovered above the waters.
"Greetings, Bandeku," one of them spoke. "It's been a long time since we saw you at the settlement."
"Indeed, Zeri," Bandeku responded.
"So, who's he?" the other man impolitely asked.
"This is Trunks," Bandeku answered.
"These two were part of my team at one time. His name is Zeri, and that one is called Teppo." Trunks just nodded curtly.
"What are you doing here?" Teppo inquired.
"Why shouldn't I be here?" Trunks retorted.
"He's half Saiyajin," Bandeku answered wryly. "His pod landed here, and I'm training him in our ways."
"What planet did you come from?" Zeri questioned Trunks.
"Chikyuusei," he replied.
"Chikyuusei, eh?" Zeri's eyes gleamed. "Are there any Saiyajins there?"
"No, everyone's dead," Trunks spat out.
"So Raditz, and Kakkarot are dead," Zeri mused.
"Wha--!?!" Trunks' mouthed gaped.
"Kakkarot was sent to Earth as an infant to conquer it. A few years later Raditz was sent to retrieve him."
"Was one of them your father?" Teppo asked.
"I've answered enough questions for today!" Trunks snarled [I wonder how long I can keep avoiding that question] wryly thought. He then shot into the sky and zoomed to Bandeku's home.
"Odd boy," Zeri rubbed his chin.
"He's definitely hiding something," Teppo nodded.
"Yeah," Bandeku stared after Trunks' rapidly retreating form. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"Came to see how your training was getting along," Teppo grinned maliciously.
"Got strong enough to beat a worthless ass like you," Bandeku grinned back as he prepared himself to spar, taking a defensive stance.
"I still can't get that boy...Trunks, out of my mind," Zeri closed his eyes. "When he got angry, he reminded me of someone."
"Are you going to bring him to the settlement?" Teppo stretched.
"In due time. I don't want Zaisan getting on my case," Bandeku smirked. "I have to make him 'presentable'."
"Hmphf," was all Teppo said before the two began to battle.
End of Chapter Three.
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"Sayonara, Good-Bye" (A New Beginning)
Chapter Three
"First, what do you know about what happened to the homeworld?" Bandeku inquired. "Well," Trunks answered cautiously. "All I know is that a powerful creature destroyed Vegetasei and that only four were away at that time. Or so I thought. How come you survived?"
"I'm not the only Saiyajin who escaped that day," Bandeku spat out bitterly. Trunks waited in silence for the other man to collect his thoughts. "It all started when a lowclass warrior named Bardock began saying that Freeza would betray the Saiyajins."
"Who's Freeza?" Trunks played dumb. Of course he already knew about him. He HAD
killed him in another timeline. "Freeza was the one who commanded the Saiyajins. We first met him when he offered advanced technologies for our services as his mercenaries. In time, most Saiyajins grew to trust him. That proved to be our most fatal mistake," he explained venomously. "Saiyajins follow power and
Freeza was stronger than any Saiyajin born. Except," he smiled coldly, "maybe for the Legendary Super Saiyajin." Bandeku laughed loudly at Trunks' raised eyebrow. "But that is only an old tale."
"Oh," Trunks managed to say. He breathed an inaudible sigh of relief. "One time when Bardock came from a mission, he said that Freeza would be the end for the Saiyans. Most scoffed at his ideas and called him a traitor. But some had their own suspicions of Freeza."
"Like you," Trunks said. It was more of a statement then a question. "Yes. Me and a few others. Bardock's predictions only fueled our doubts. So we took three
large space crafts and left to start a new colony."
"Is this planet where you colonized?" Trunks queried.
"Hai," Bandeku nodded. "It was an ideal place; it's environment was similar to Vegetasei's."
"But you said you weren't the only one. Where are the other Saiyans?"
"There's a small settlement a few hundred miles away," Bandeku pointed. "Past those mountains."
"Why don't you live with them?" Trunks boldly asked. "I prefer to live this way," Bandeku replied. "I have more freedom."
"How many escaped that day?"
"About three hundred." Trunks was in a contemplative mood. "You mentioned that four lived. Do you know where they are?" Bandeku broke his reverie.
"No," Trunks said slowly. "They all died."
"So it seems we are the only Saiyajin left," Bandeku mused. "How...unfortunate."
"What do you do now?" Trunks inquired.
"_We_," Bandeku emphasized the word, "will stay and spar. We shall get stronger, then rebuild the Saiyajin empire to its former glory."
"Wait a minute. _We_?" Trunks said shocked.
"Of course," Bandeku stared at him. "It's true you have inferior blood, but it can be thinned out until your descendants are pure Saiyajin. Look, you don't even have a tail." Trunks' temper flared and he growled. "I don't need a tail," he retorted. "Oh?" Bandeku smirked evilly. "Then you really are stupid! Our tails enable us to become Oozaru. 'Weremonkeys' if you like." Trunks didn't answer back. He was still trying to control his temper.
[I wonder what he means when he says he doesn't need a tail,] Bandeku thought. [It may be true; I can feel his power increasing!] "Hmphf," he snorted rudely. "Your mother must have been stupid to cut off your tail. And your father even more so for letting her."
"Nani!?!" Trunks quickly got up. A white aura surrounded him and created a gust of wind. His hair undulated with the unnatural gale and the grass waved violently. Keeping in check that he didn't shift into Super Saiyajin.
"I knew you were holding back!" Bandeku smirked. "You're just about as powerful as me."
"Che," Trunks made a rude noise and forced himself to calmed down. "So what if I am?" he snapped. "I need a training partner, someone to spar against who offers a challenge. I usually travel to the harshest environment this planet has and train myself. But even that has become tiresome."
"Do you think I care? Why don't you fight with the other Saiyajins instead of a 'halfbreed' like me," he said sarcastically. "Like I said," he retorted, "you are the strongest opponent I've encountered yet. Anyway, you have no choice. Your ship is beyond repair so you can't leave, and the other Saiyans wouldn't
accept you as readily as I have."
"I don't need their approval," Trunks growled, but mentally he was reeling. [Shit, he has a point!] he thought glumly. [I'm stuck on this planet indefinitely.]
"We can start your formal training today," Bandeku ignored the caustic remark. "You need to be taught how to live like a true Saiyan!"
"Why bother?" Trunks sighed as an unexpected wave of depression hit him. "It is necessary because I say so," the older warrior said sternly. His tone of voice gave no room for debate. Not in the mood to argue Trunks just nodded lifelessly.
"I'll start by telling you the myth of the Legendary Super Saiyan," Bandeku tried to perk the other man's interest. "Every millennium a great warrior will supposedly be born. No other can compare to his power. People say that his hair would turn a gold that matches the sun, and his eyes would become a fiery green. A golden aura would blaze about him, and he would be undefeatable."
He sneaked a look at Trunks and saw that the Semi-Saiyajin was studiously gazing at the ground, but he did catch his lip twitch in a quick smile. "We thought that the Legendary was born in Prince Vegeta. While he was still young the Prince manifested a power that Saiyajins his age never reached. Even Freeza noticed the potential the Heir had so he took him under his wing." Bandeku pause for a moment. "I had hoped Prince Vegeta was the Legendary so he we would be
safe from Freeza's reign. But it was not to be. Freeza destroyed Vegetasei and the Prince never became Super Saiyajin." A choke from behind caught Bandeku's attention. "What is it?"
"Uhh...nothing," Trunks answered. A tinge of smugness creppt into him. [That's what you think, you bastard.] Unconsciously an evil smirk stole over his face.
[Odd...he reminds me of someone,] Bandeku frowned. [His face seems so familiar now...... but that's ridiculous.]
"Oh, so what was life like as a Saiyajin?" Trunks quickly changed the subject when he noticed Bandeku staring at him. "It was a time of glory," Bandeku said with obvious pride. "We conquered anyone we wanted to. Nothing could stand against our might."
"Except Freeza," Trunks used the opportunity to piss the other guy off. "His time will come," Bandeku muttered. "So what happened to Freeza after he destroyed Vegetasei?" Trunks inquired. "We don't know," Bandeku answered. "We never encountered him again. Most likely he thought that all the Saiyans were dead so he didn't bothered looking. By the way, Freeza would have known about the four Saiyajins off-planet that day. Did he by chance come to your planet?"
"Err...yeah," Trunks responded hesitantly. "He did but was defeated by one of the four Saiyajins."
"Was that Saiyan your father?" Bandeku persisted.
"I'M TIRED OF ANSWERING MORE OF YOUR QUESTIONS!!!" Trunks suddenly exploded. A wave of anger and annoyance crashed over him, causing his ki to rise.
"Fine," the older warrior folded his arm. "We'll continue this later on."
[Damn,] Trunks thought as he reigned in his emotions. [Why am I acting like this? Maybe it's because of the cryostasis...]
"It's still early, but I think you should rest now," Bandeku said as if reading his mind. "Why do you care?" Trunks asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "You don't even know me that well."
"I had a son," Bandeku replied after a moment. "He was one of the King's guards, an honour considering his background. When I left Vegetasei, he stayed. His sense of honour and duty wouldn't allow him to abandon his post. He died when Freeza destroyed the planet." Bandeku said this in an emotionless voice.
[He's hiding it, but I know he misses his son,] Trunks contemplated. "I'm sorry," he gazed at the ground again. He was slightly uncomfortable at the fact that Bandeku had opened up to him.
"Well don't be," Bandeku sneered. "Enough of this. Let's go home." Trunks nodded and stood up. Then a growling sound echoed through the air.
"Guess I'm hungry again," Trunks blushed a little. "Alright, we'll go hunting first," Bandeku replied dryly. The duo proceeded to find some prey. A few miles away from where they had been talking, they found some more of those weird creatures Trunks had killed earlier. Before he could react, Bandeku was already flying towards it and succeeded in breaking its neck. "Want me to make a fire so you can 'cook' it?" Bandeku mocked.
Wordlessly Trunks unsheathed his sword and skinned off a section. After staring at it for a second, he took a piece and popped it in his mouth. "Not as bad as you thought, eh?" Bandeku grinned. "Hmm," was all he said as he continued devouring the kill. Due to his Saiyajin appetite (and the fact that he didn't finish eating last time), Trunks ate the whole thing. "Is there some water nearby?" Trunks asked. *Burp* "Excuse me," he automatically said.
"What for?" Bandeku frowned.
*sigh* "Never mind."
* * * *
It wasn't big enough to call a river, and it wasn't small enough to call a stream. But it was water, and that was all that mattered. Trunks shook his hands vigorously to help it dry. He watched as the fast moving water carried the last drops of blood away from him.
"Are you done yet?" Bandeku asked. He was perched on a large stone as he watched Trunks 'wash up'.
"Hai," Trunks responded a little more amiably. It was a wonder what some food could do to improve his mood.
"Good, we better head back to the house," Bandeku stood up.
"Wait," Trunks got up from his crouch. "Someone...no...two Saiyajin are flying towards us."
"How do you know?" the armored warrior inquired.
"Can't you feel their ki?" Trunks asked incrediously. [Everyone from the other time-line knew how to do it,] he puzzled. Suddenly Bandeku's scouter began to beep and spit out numbers.
"You're right!" he said in a voice that was close to surprise. "What technique did you use?"
"Later Bandeku," Trunks walked beside him. "They're here."
Two dots appeared in the sky and quickly enlarged to reveal two Saiyajins in armor; from their build they could see they were males. The two new visitors gracefully lowered from the heavens and hovered above the waters.
"Greetings, Bandeku," one of them spoke. "It's been a long time since we saw you at the settlement."
"Indeed, Zeri," Bandeku responded.
"So, who's he?" the other man impolitely asked.
"This is Trunks," Bandeku answered.
"These two were part of my team at one time. His name is Zeri, and that one is called Teppo." Trunks just nodded curtly.
"What are you doing here?" Teppo inquired.
"Why shouldn't I be here?" Trunks retorted.
"He's half Saiyajin," Bandeku answered wryly. "His pod landed here, and I'm training him in our ways."
"What planet did you come from?" Zeri questioned Trunks.
"Chikyuusei," he replied.
"Chikyuusei, eh?" Zeri's eyes gleamed. "Are there any Saiyajins there?"
"No, everyone's dead," Trunks spat out.
"So Raditz, and Kakkarot are dead," Zeri mused.
"Wha--!?!" Trunks' mouthed gaped.
"Kakkarot was sent to Earth as an infant to conquer it. A few years later Raditz was sent to retrieve him."
"Was one of them your father?" Teppo asked.
"I've answered enough questions for today!" Trunks snarled [I wonder how long I can keep avoiding that question] wryly thought. He then shot into the sky and zoomed to Bandeku's home.
"Odd boy," Zeri rubbed his chin.
"He's definitely hiding something," Teppo nodded.
"Yeah," Bandeku stared after Trunks' rapidly retreating form. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"Came to see how your training was getting along," Teppo grinned maliciously.
"Got strong enough to beat a worthless ass like you," Bandeku grinned back as he prepared himself to spar, taking a defensive stance.
"I still can't get that boy...Trunks, out of my mind," Zeri closed his eyes. "When he got angry, he reminded me of someone."
"Are you going to bring him to the settlement?" Teppo stretched.
"In due time. I don't want Zaisan getting on my case," Bandeku smirked. "I have to make him 'presentable'."
"Hmphf," was all Teppo said before the two began to battle.
End of Chapter Three.