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"Come on!" Trunks yelled covering himself in the blazing golden energy.

The gravity room similar to the one his father had used when he was alive was shaking uncontrollable as Trunks powered up, trying to push past the level of Super Saiyan, but to no such luck. It had been 7 years since Trunks had destroyed the androids and he was already busily training trying to reach the second level just as Gohan did. For some reason he felt he had to get stronger, he knew he was already stronger than anyone alive, but there was just something nagging at him to become more powerful. Then again, he was Vegita's son.

Trunk's muscles started to bulk up as he pushed on further, his power increasing greatly.

"Damn!" he yelled losing concentration. "I'm still not doing it right!"

He started to lower his power level slightly, if he pushed himself any further he would transform the wrong way. Although it was true that his power level would increase almost as much as it would if he had turned into a Super Saiyan Level 2, it just didn't have enough speed. After all, what's the point in having power if you can't hit anything?

Powering up again he tried to focus on all the people that the androids had killed, how they had destroy the world he lived in to almost unrepairable degrees and how they had killed his best friend, Gohan.

Gohan…he was gone…the strongest fighter to ever live killed before he had a chance to reach his full potential. Trunks clenched his fists in hate once more, the golden aura glowing around him grew larger and stronger and his power level started to raise. "They took him away! Those bastards took him away!" Trunks yelled, the power growing inside of him.

He could see Gohan laying face down in the puddle all over again, lifeless. He felt the rage, the power growing. He remembered how he felt seeing him like that, knowing that the androids were responsible and that it was all his fault, because he wasn't there to protect him.

The gravity room started to shake even more as though there was a huge earthquake outside. He was doing it, he was almost there, just a bit further.

Suddenly he sensed something from outside and the anger left him. The golden aura around him faded and he returned to normal as he fell to the ground.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Trunks yell slamming his fist onto the floor repeatedly, "How the hell did Gohan do it? He was so much younger than me but he was able to do it. But it's almost impossible for me to get anywhere near it"

Getting up he looked out the window of the small room.

"Now what the hell was that? It isn't exactly what I would call huge, but it seemed to get my attention. I better go check it out."

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"Help me!" The little boy screamed struggling to get out of the large mans grasp.

He and three other man laughed uncontrollably at the kids futile attempts of trying to get free.

"Shut up kid! He'll let go of you once we have taught you to respect your elders"

The tallest member of the group said spitting in the kids face while he was at it.

"Now, you mind tellin us what you were doing trying to steal our food?"

The kid's eyes started to swell up with tears once again as he swung his legs helplessly in the air.

"I-I didn't mean to make you angry mister, honest. It's just I was so hungry and it's so hard to find food…and you have so much of it so I thought that you wouldn't mind if I…" he blubbered in his defence before being cut off.

"Yeah, well we do mind! And it looks like we will have to punish you to make sure that you wont do it again" the tall one said taking out a knife.

The butch guy holding the kid up widened his eyes in shock.

"Hey, Tristen calm down man, he didn't really do anything. Just put the knife away huh, we have scared him enough"

"Shut up!" Tristen shot back grabbing one of the kid's arms. "I'm sick of all these scabs comin round and tryin to steal our food. I say that we make an example of this one"

"Yeah but don't you think killing him is a bit much" he said looking around just encase some cops were nearby.

A smirk slipped across Tristen's face.

"Who said anything about killing him Markus? All I'm going to do is cut his fingers off so he wont be able to steal again" He said placing the blade of the knife on the kid's index finger, slicing through it slightly. The kid winced in pain before screaming in horror. "Better hold still kid. Don't want to lose to much of your hand do you?"

Suddenly out of nowhere a foot slammed into Tristen's face sending him through a glass window of a department store.

"Woops, look what you made me do. I'll have to apologise to the owner after I'm done with the rest of you" A cold mocking voice said.

The rest of the group stared at the stranger a bit sceptical. He was a inch or two below 6 foot with dark black hair, his fringe hung in front of his face in two sperate strands on either side of his face coming down to the length of the bottom of his eyes. He was wearing a light blue shirt and dark blue tracksuit pants. All of this was pretty much covered by his large black trench coat which blew loosely in the wind.

"Who the hell are you!?" Markus said stepping towards the young man.

The young man stared hard at Markus with his piercing blue eyes.

"Leave, now" He said looking at each one of them individually.

"Or what?" the most shortest member of the group asked.

"Look out! He's a lot stronger than he looks, don't take him lightly!" Tristen said climbing out of the store, glass crunching under his feet as he did so.

"Heh" The mysterious stranger said in response, a smirk slipping across his face.

"Listen buddy, you have no idea what your getting yourself into. Do you know who you are messing with?" The short one said cockily, laughing slightly.

"Oh I know exactly who I'm messing with. You are the Milcos group, a group that has been terrorising this city for the past few months, beating and stealing from the weak. And it's about time someone stopped you. Seeing that I'm the only one around I guess it will be me" He said stepping forward. "And trust me, I'm not scared"

Yelling out loud he started powering up. A white aura shot up around him making his trench coat fly around wildly and his hair spike up. The ground cracked slightly but remained intact as small rocks started to levitate. The little kid sat on the ground shocked at what he was seeing, while the four men got into their individual fighting posses.

"Come on you idiots power up before he's done!" Tristen yelled covering himself in his own grey energy. "Lets see what your made of kid!"

Quickly Tristen shot forward followed by the three other men, all of which were covered in grey energy.

The young man unfolded his arms and eyed the situation, it didn't look to bad. The tall one by the name of Tristen was coming straight up the middle whilst Markus and the two others were starting to go around to his left side in an attempt to flank him. The stranger merely smiled before stretching his arms out and launching himself off the ground towards them.

"This is going to be fun"

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"What's going on now?" Trunks said as he soared through the air leaving a trail of white energy in his path. "Four more powers have just shot up out of nowhere. But the first one is much stronger than all of them put together."

Looking behind him, he checked the holster in which his sword was held to see if everything was attached properly before transforming in a super saiyan and speeding up.

"I better get over there now before things heat up to much"

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'Smash!' The noise of Markus slamming into a nearby car echoed through the street as the young man readied himself for the rest of his attackers.

One of the more shorter gang members flung a kick at the newcomer who easily blocked it with a simple raise of his arm. Tristen soon came in from the front and jabbed with a punch at his face which was easily dodged. The third and last of his attackers had powered up an energy beam which he let loose just a few feet way. Smirking, the mysterious youth grasped the leg of the shortest member before flinging him around his back and into the path of the blue energy. A scream occurred informing that the blast had connected successfully. Leaping forward he slammed his knee into Tristen's chest forcing him to double over and fall to the ground in pain. The third man who had accidentally wounded his friend leapt forward in an attempt to hit the guy but failed and was rewarded with an elbow to the back.

"Come on guys, you seemed so sure of yourselves before. Where has all the confidence gone?"

"Shut up!" Tristen yelled, climbing back to his feet. "You have no chance. No chance!"

Swing his left fist he was dodged by the man before trying with his right and then an all out flurry of punches which was preformed with almost undetectable speed. But still he couldn't land one.

"Doesn't feel to nice to be on the receiving end does it?" the young man said dodging another left before embedding his fist into Tristen's chest and following up with a kick to the face. "Weird though, doesn't make sense a big man like you can't land a punch on little old me"

White energy continued to flow around the stranger as he slowly strode over to Tristen's shivering body. Placing his foot on Tristen's back he slowly started to apply pressure.

Oblivious to him or any of the other men, Trunks stood upon the top of a nearby building watching the fight progress.

"Amazing, how is it possible that I could overlook a power as great as this" He said keeping his eyes pasted on the young fighter. "It's weird, I have never sensed his power before and all of a sudden he just pops up out of nowhere. Actually it feels as thought I have felt his Ki before…"

Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw the guy that had been smashed into the car at the start of the fight, and he looked pissed. In his hands he held a huge energy ball which was slowly growing with each passing second.

"Damn I forgot about him! If he lets that lose that kid is screwed!" Trunks thought turning towards the guy about to stop him, but it was to late Markus had thrown the energy full pace at the new fighter.

"Look out!" Trunks yelled powering up an energy blast of his own to counteract it. But he just didn't have enough time.

Turning around the young man saw the energy hurling towards him and quickly raised his hands in defence as the blast hit him head on.

A huge explosion erupted ripping apart the nearby area and tossing Markus's former comrades aside. Markus laughed wildly at his achievement.

'To bad mate! Looks like you lose! Ahahah!"
"No!" Trunks yelled looking for any sign of the young man from his point on the building. "That cheating bastard! That was a cheap shot!"

Then in the smoke he saw a figure.

"That lucky bastard" he said smirking before his eyes shot open in shock.

The young man was standing there practically unfazed by Markus's attack, but his clothes were ripped to shreds and the long black trench coat he once wore was completely destroyed showing more of his body. But that wasn't what had shocked him.

Trunks looked on unable to comprehend what he saw before yelling out in amazement.

"He has a tail!"

Well people that seems to be a nice place to leave off don't you think? Well hope you enjoyed it, and I should see you again next week for the next chapter, but I want to read some reviews from you guys ok, good or bad. Well till then, c-ya. Remember you can e-mail me at clone46@hotmail.com if you have any questions or ideas, thanks.