Chapter 4
"My name it Trunks"
"Impressive, boy," King Kold smiled, "You were able to kill my son."
"Yeah, and you'll be next!" he yelled sheathing his sword.
"Wait, why not join me instead?"
"What?"
"Yes, my son only wanted to destroy the universe. The power of a super Saiyan and the brains of me, we will rule the universe with an iron fist!"
"Never, I'd rather die in my time than join you."
"Your, time?"
"That's right," he said leaning forward, "I'm not from this time. I'm from a time where nightmares are real. So you see, your son and you are not of a threat or danger to me. I've fought danger, and live in a nightmare."
"Then why come here?"
"I'm not going to tell you that. Let's just say Goku would have killed you if I hadn't come."
"Then you're not going to kill me?"
"Of course I am!" he yelled and powered up.
"What are you doing?"
"Killing you!" he yelled and flew towards him.
"Wait!" King Kold yelled before he punched through him, "I want to see the weapon you killed my son with."
"My sword?"
"Yes, you can trust me. Unlike my son, I'm not a liar."
"How can I be sure?"
"You could kill me quickly, if you were able to kill my son."
The boy powered down and unsheathed his sword. He tossed the sword in the air and caught the blade and handed the handle to him.
King Kold took it respectfully and looked at the blade.
"Yes, yes. This is no ordinary sword. It's a magical blade, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes, it is."
"One last question before you kill me. What is your name?"
"My name is Trunks, Trunks Briefs. Are you finished asking questions?"
"Yes," he said, "YES! I THINK WITHOUT THIS SWORD YOU ARE NOTHING!" he yelled and swung the sword down.
I raised his left arm and caught the blade. He power up to super Saiyan, and looked at him with cold eyes.
"You.you monster!"
"Don't you know that it's not the weapon that makes the man!" he yelled and broke his arm. King Kold lost his grip and he twirled the handle to his fingers. He held out his arm and an energy beam formed. He fired it and the beam cut through the King's chest.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed, "Monster!"
"This is for you Gohan!" Trunks yelled and slashed King Kold in half.
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"Did you guys just see that?" Krillin asked.
"Yeah.I did. That kid, just.killed him and Frieza!"
"Amazing, he's almost as strong as Goku!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the bloodbath, Trunks powered down, and looked off to the others.
"Goku will be arriving somewhere over there, so if you want to come!" he yelled and flew off.
"You think it's safe?" Gohan asked.
"He did kill Frieza for us, and he knows your dad," Krillin said.
"You're right!" Gohan said and flew off.
"Hey, I want to meet this guy too!" Krillin followed.
"Wait up!" Piccolo said.
"A new super Saiyan?" Vegeta asked himself, "But, it doesn't make any sense!"
He too flew off, leaving Yamcha, Bulma and Puar alone.
"Well, I'm-"
"No way! You're taking me with you!" Bulma snapped.
"Oh, uh, sorry. Forgot you were there!"
Bulma smacked him on the head, and he took her into the air.
Trunks looked behind him at the others. He smiled and flew faster. He looked at his watch, and pushed a few buttons.
"Great, the satellite in this time is able to respond to my watch! Gramps, you're the best!" he said to himself and flew faster.
Soon, he began to lower himself towards the ground, and stopped. He looked back to the others. They landed shortly after him.
"Goku won't be arriving for another two hours," he said pulling a tin box from his pocket. He took something small out, the size of a baked bean. He tossed it to the ground, and it exploded, leaving behind a cooler. He opened it, and pulled out a soda.
"So, why not a drink?" he asked, handing out several cans. They took them anxiously, and thanked him.
"Hey! That was amazing what you did back there!" Krillin said walking to him.
"Yeah, the way you sliced Frieza in half!" Gohan agreed.
"Thanks," came his response, much calmer and nicer.
"Hmm, I've never seen you around here before," Bulma said. She studied his body, and looked at his sleeve on his jacket.
"Hey, are you an employee at Capsule Corporation?"
"Um, no. I'm a big fan, though."
"Who are you? I demand an answer!" Vegeta yelled.
"Uh, I can't tell you that, sorry."
"What!?" he yelled.
"Vegeta!" Bulma scolded, "Don't mind him. He's just mad because you defeated Frieza, and he didn't get to join in."
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know you wanted to fight," he chuckled.
"Fine then. If you won't tell me your name, then tell me where you come from!"
"Sorry, can't tell you that either."
"Err, then tell me this. How is it you ascended to super Saiyan?"
"What?"
"You know what I'm talking about. You ascended, fine, I'll accept that. If you really know Kakorot, then you know there are only three Saiyans alive. Me, him and his son. Actually, his son is a half Saiyan, but he still counts."
"Oh, well, I can't tell you that either."
"Why you!"
"Stop!" Piccolo yelled, "If he doesn't want to say anything, let him be. Besides, he is much stronger than you, so you don't have a chance."
Trunks walked away and sat down on a bolder, pulling his right knee to his chest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
An hour past, and Vegeta was being very patient; Trunks continuously stared at him every ten minutes.
"What are you looking at?" he demanded.
"Oh," Trunks said, startled, "It's just that, uh, I like you're shirt."
Vegeta snarled at the comment of the pink shirt, with the words "bad man" on the back.
"You would," he sneered, and turned away.
Krillin and Gohan snickered, but stopped after a glance from Vegeta. "Hey Krillin," Bulma whispered to Krillin. "Is it just me, or do they look alike?" Krillin looked at Vegeta and Trunks, and scratched his head. "Now that you mention it, there is a resemblance. But Trunks is more polite than Vegeta." "Errr, why do you keep looking over here!?" Vegeta yelled, "Haven't you ever seen a pink shirt before? If you like it that much you can have it." "No.no thank you."
"Then knock it off kid."
And so he did. The sun passed through the sky as the minutes rolled on.
"Okay, well, it's been two hours," Trunks said after his alarm went off. "Goku should be arriving any minute now."
Everyone looked towards the sky, trying to find any sign of Goku. Then, the answer came through a strong energy level getting closer.
"It's him!" Gohan yelled, and a gleam of light shinned through the sky. It was a small space pod, the ones Saiyans normally used. It burned through the atmosphere, then fell from the sky. It was coming faster, then past overhead.
"Come on!" Krillin yelled and ran. Everyone else ran as well, while Trunks flew.
The space pod crashed onto the rocky surface, creating a large crater. They stood at the edge, and the hatch was opening. A tired looking man was coming out, and he looked surprise.
"Hey guys, how'd you know I was coming?" Goku said, staring at them.
"My name it Trunks"
"Impressive, boy," King Kold smiled, "You were able to kill my son."
"Yeah, and you'll be next!" he yelled sheathing his sword.
"Wait, why not join me instead?"
"What?"
"Yes, my son only wanted to destroy the universe. The power of a super Saiyan and the brains of me, we will rule the universe with an iron fist!"
"Never, I'd rather die in my time than join you."
"Your, time?"
"That's right," he said leaning forward, "I'm not from this time. I'm from a time where nightmares are real. So you see, your son and you are not of a threat or danger to me. I've fought danger, and live in a nightmare."
"Then why come here?"
"I'm not going to tell you that. Let's just say Goku would have killed you if I hadn't come."
"Then you're not going to kill me?"
"Of course I am!" he yelled and powered up.
"What are you doing?"
"Killing you!" he yelled and flew towards him.
"Wait!" King Kold yelled before he punched through him, "I want to see the weapon you killed my son with."
"My sword?"
"Yes, you can trust me. Unlike my son, I'm not a liar."
"How can I be sure?"
"You could kill me quickly, if you were able to kill my son."
The boy powered down and unsheathed his sword. He tossed the sword in the air and caught the blade and handed the handle to him.
King Kold took it respectfully and looked at the blade.
"Yes, yes. This is no ordinary sword. It's a magical blade, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes, it is."
"One last question before you kill me. What is your name?"
"My name is Trunks, Trunks Briefs. Are you finished asking questions?"
"Yes," he said, "YES! I THINK WITHOUT THIS SWORD YOU ARE NOTHING!" he yelled and swung the sword down.
I raised his left arm and caught the blade. He power up to super Saiyan, and looked at him with cold eyes.
"You.you monster!"
"Don't you know that it's not the weapon that makes the man!" he yelled and broke his arm. King Kold lost his grip and he twirled the handle to his fingers. He held out his arm and an energy beam formed. He fired it and the beam cut through the King's chest.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed, "Monster!"
"This is for you Gohan!" Trunks yelled and slashed King Kold in half.
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"Did you guys just see that?" Krillin asked.
"Yeah.I did. That kid, just.killed him and Frieza!"
"Amazing, he's almost as strong as Goku!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the bloodbath, Trunks powered down, and looked off to the others.
"Goku will be arriving somewhere over there, so if you want to come!" he yelled and flew off.
"You think it's safe?" Gohan asked.
"He did kill Frieza for us, and he knows your dad," Krillin said.
"You're right!" Gohan said and flew off.
"Hey, I want to meet this guy too!" Krillin followed.
"Wait up!" Piccolo said.
"A new super Saiyan?" Vegeta asked himself, "But, it doesn't make any sense!"
He too flew off, leaving Yamcha, Bulma and Puar alone.
"Well, I'm-"
"No way! You're taking me with you!" Bulma snapped.
"Oh, uh, sorry. Forgot you were there!"
Bulma smacked him on the head, and he took her into the air.
Trunks looked behind him at the others. He smiled and flew faster. He looked at his watch, and pushed a few buttons.
"Great, the satellite in this time is able to respond to my watch! Gramps, you're the best!" he said to himself and flew faster.
Soon, he began to lower himself towards the ground, and stopped. He looked back to the others. They landed shortly after him.
"Goku won't be arriving for another two hours," he said pulling a tin box from his pocket. He took something small out, the size of a baked bean. He tossed it to the ground, and it exploded, leaving behind a cooler. He opened it, and pulled out a soda.
"So, why not a drink?" he asked, handing out several cans. They took them anxiously, and thanked him.
"Hey! That was amazing what you did back there!" Krillin said walking to him.
"Yeah, the way you sliced Frieza in half!" Gohan agreed.
"Thanks," came his response, much calmer and nicer.
"Hmm, I've never seen you around here before," Bulma said. She studied his body, and looked at his sleeve on his jacket.
"Hey, are you an employee at Capsule Corporation?"
"Um, no. I'm a big fan, though."
"Who are you? I demand an answer!" Vegeta yelled.
"Uh, I can't tell you that, sorry."
"What!?" he yelled.
"Vegeta!" Bulma scolded, "Don't mind him. He's just mad because you defeated Frieza, and he didn't get to join in."
"Oh, sorry. Didn't know you wanted to fight," he chuckled.
"Fine then. If you won't tell me your name, then tell me where you come from!"
"Sorry, can't tell you that either."
"Err, then tell me this. How is it you ascended to super Saiyan?"
"What?"
"You know what I'm talking about. You ascended, fine, I'll accept that. If you really know Kakorot, then you know there are only three Saiyans alive. Me, him and his son. Actually, his son is a half Saiyan, but he still counts."
"Oh, well, I can't tell you that either."
"Why you!"
"Stop!" Piccolo yelled, "If he doesn't want to say anything, let him be. Besides, he is much stronger than you, so you don't have a chance."
Trunks walked away and sat down on a bolder, pulling his right knee to his chest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
An hour past, and Vegeta was being very patient; Trunks continuously stared at him every ten minutes.
"What are you looking at?" he demanded.
"Oh," Trunks said, startled, "It's just that, uh, I like you're shirt."
Vegeta snarled at the comment of the pink shirt, with the words "bad man" on the back.
"You would," he sneered, and turned away.
Krillin and Gohan snickered, but stopped after a glance from Vegeta. "Hey Krillin," Bulma whispered to Krillin. "Is it just me, or do they look alike?" Krillin looked at Vegeta and Trunks, and scratched his head. "Now that you mention it, there is a resemblance. But Trunks is more polite than Vegeta." "Errr, why do you keep looking over here!?" Vegeta yelled, "Haven't you ever seen a pink shirt before? If you like it that much you can have it." "No.no thank you."
"Then knock it off kid."
And so he did. The sun passed through the sky as the minutes rolled on.
"Okay, well, it's been two hours," Trunks said after his alarm went off. "Goku should be arriving any minute now."
Everyone looked towards the sky, trying to find any sign of Goku. Then, the answer came through a strong energy level getting closer.
"It's him!" Gohan yelled, and a gleam of light shinned through the sky. It was a small space pod, the ones Saiyans normally used. It burned through the atmosphere, then fell from the sky. It was coming faster, then past overhead.
"Come on!" Krillin yelled and ran. Everyone else ran as well, while Trunks flew.
The space pod crashed onto the rocky surface, creating a large crater. They stood at the edge, and the hatch was opening. A tired looking man was coming out, and he looked surprise.
"Hey guys, how'd you know I was coming?" Goku said, staring at them.