Trunk's Takes a Hit
Trunks POV
I threw up the second I heard what Goku and Gohan had been doing to my father. Dad wasn't the one who told me, it was Goten. And now that I thought about it, it was quit obvious why Goku was so strict on not letting me see my dad last night. I could just barely believe it, the whole thing just seems so wrong for something like Goku to do. But now was no time to dwell, father needed my help and I was going to do what ever it took.
It only took me ten minuets to fly up to Corn's place. And he was more than happy to give me what I wanted. Now all I had to do was get home, without Goku or Gohan finding me. I said my good bys then jumped into the air and started my way home as fast as I could, without raising my power too high. As careful as I was however I was only just out of the Look Out's range of sight when Goku appeared in front of me. The very sight of this monster made me want to kill him on the spot. But knowing that I had to deliver this medicine to my father stopped me.
"Why hello Trunks. What brings you to the Look Out?" Goku said in his normal 'good guy' way.
"Nothing I can't handle Goku. Now if you'd excuse me." I said doing my best not to make eye contact.
"What's the matter Trunks? You seem…. Somewhat upset?" He gave me a concerned look which I ignored. Nothing he could do or say would help me forgive him. He was a horrible person, someone who would be damned to hell the moment we killed him.
As I thought this my face expression was giving me away. "I'm just fine Goku… so good bye." I said in a quiet voice, then turned to fly past him.
"Hold it Trunks." Goku said as he grabbed hold of my wrist with his strong hand. The touch sent shivers like crazy down my back, making me wish he'd just let go. "I think you and me have to have a little chat… I've always been a mentor to you, and the way your acting right now is… out of your character. There's something bothering you and your not going anywhere until I know what it is." He said with a very cold tone in his voice.
What he told me almost made me panic on the spot. But somehow I was able to keep myself calm. "Goku there's nothing wrong with me.. I'm just having an off day. All I want is to be left alone… Ok?" I said then moved to pull my hand free. But his grip wouldn't loosen. "What are you doing? Let go!" I yelled not able to control my rage.
"You can stop acting like such a little bitch Trunk's… Because your stupid little act isn't fooling me. I know damn well that you found out about what your father has been up to… and I know who told you as well. And I guarantee he'll regret opining his big moth the next time I see him. But as fare as you are concerned if you don't do exactly what I tell you, not only will your father be hurt further but your mother will be hurt as well. Do I make myself VERY clear?"
My body froze up when he finished his sentence. What did Goku have in store for me? "Get off!!" I screamed using my free hand to help pry away his from his grasp. However in doing so I left my face wide open, resulting in a hard smack in the jaw. My head exploded in black bubbles making me feel faint. My dazed body fell forward right into Goku's hands, as I tried desperately to regain my composure.
"Hush little baby… don't you cry… daddy's gonna sing you a lullaby…" Goku laughed softly into my ear as I fell into blackness.
Goku's POV
I knew that if Trunk's were to open his little mouth to anybody that my reputation would be ruined forever. Not that I couldn't just take over this pathetic planet myself. But I didn't want to be bothered with that now. So I would just have to whip him under my control before I allowed him to return to his father. And with any luck my dick ass excuse of a son would come looking for his friend and he too could be easily brought under my control.
Walking into my house I quietly lie Trunk's sleeping body onto the couch. I knew I would not have to worry about Chi-Chi coming home for she and her father had decided to go on a small vacation to relax for a few days. That would give me all the time I needed to break Trunks.
After I was done covering him with a soft blanket I went to the bathroom and retrieved a cool cloth for Trunk's now bruised face. But as I placed it on his cheek he started coming back.
"Where the hell am I...." he groaned, moving his hand to his face to feel out the damage. As he did so reality seemed to come back to him, because I immediately felt his power level go up. "What the hell are you doing!" Trunks yelled sitting up and pulling the covers off himself.
"Trunks…. Listen to me…. Either you calm down, or I'm going to be forced to beat you until you are quiet… Got it!"
It worked for a moment, Trunks sat still well allowing the information to sink in. But after it did he went wild. He jumped up and bolted for the door, only to be quickly restrained by me. I had a firm grip on his wrist, then effortlessly twisted him arm behind his back and pinned him to the floor.
"Fighting me is useless Trunks… all that will happen is me hurting you more then what is needed. You don't want that… so smarten up!"
"Get off me!!!! GET OFF!" Trunks screamed fighting with me to free himself.
"Ok…ok… if this is how you want to act... I always have a back up plane." I looked over at the coffee table where I had left a needle full of a sleeping aid. That would have to calm him down. At least until I had him scared of me. I out stretched my arm to grab the injection when Trunks gained a slight upper hand in weight balance. I toppled to the side and Trunks sprinted out the door, going as fast as he was able.
"Rrrrrrrr that fucking brat! I swear I'll beat him silly!" I yelled jumping up to chase after him.
"NO! let go of me you stupid jerk!"
A smile fell across my face as I remembered who got off work at this time. This was great. I didn't want to have to go chasing that punk right now anyway.
"Father? Is he with you?" Gohan said walking into the house dragging Trunks along with him.
"Yes he is… Hold him down son. I think he needs some medication to keep him under control. He knows…" I said looking at the shocked look on Vegeta's sons face.
Trunk's POV
The hard blow I received in the gut from Gohan made me gag. This was bad, not only was I out matched by a long shot, but I was completely at the mercy of there sick demented hands. The next thing I knew I was yelling out in pain as the small metal needle pricked my arm, releasing it's drug into my blood stream.
"There that should calm him down. Gohan, go lock him in my room. Make sure that he's well out of it before you leave too. I don't feel like searching for that little punk later on tonight." Goku said getting off me.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I said as fear started to fill my body.
"Shut up! You know perfectly why this has to be done. So stop acting so clueless." Gohan yelled pulling me to my feet. We took no time walking to Goku's room, where I was roughly thrown to the floor. "You keep still there boy! If you even think about running away I'll make you pay." Gohan said dangerously, kicking me hard in the leg before walking out.
Moving was no walk in the park. What ever the drug I was injected with was playing it's part on me. My body now felt heavy and fuzzy. Seeing clearly was near to impossible. The drug however never put me to sleep, all it did was make my body weak and tired. So by the time I regain my voice I had been laying there for over three hours. "Goku! You won't fucking get away with this!" I yelled weakly, as my voice began to come back to me.
"What was that Trunks? Did I hear you saying something about making me pay?..." Goku said as he made his way into the room I was in. "Because I really don't think…. For your own safety that you should be saying anything about making me pay… That might wind up in you getting more than what you bargained for…. But maybe that's not such a bad idea."
The last statement he made me feel ill. I knew then that I should have stayed silent.
"Come here boy!" Goku said grabbing under my armpits to lift me onto the bed. "You want to see fucking? Well then I'll show you…"
My body froze and gut dropped. This could not happen to me, no way. "Goku no… please you can't!" I said as the realization of what was about to happen sunk in. "Goku if my father found out… he'd-.."
"What? Hmmm Trunks, tell me? Just what would your father do? Feel better knowing that it wouldn't be his ass that was fucked every night? WELL!" Goku yelled then punched me hard in the face.
I couldn't see what I had done to anger him this much. Like, I knew he was crazy, but this was out of line. Not only was he probably going to rape me, but freak out, beat, then rape me. All I could do was whimper. I felt so low, I didn't want to show him that he was winning. "Please G-Goku….. you don't have to be this way…" I said hoping that this might change his mind. But than I realized what it was that was to account for his sudden actions. His breath, it reeked of strong liquor, bad enough to make me want to gag. "Oh god Goku… your drunk! You don't know what you are about to do, trust me!" I said panicked. But what he was going to do was already set in his mind, he had me pinned down at the waste, and was already undoing his pants. "Goku I'm going to be sick…" I said as my stomach gave a nasty jerk.
"Shut up!" Goku yelled then again hit me across the face, making me instantly see stars. The next thing I knew Goku's lips and mouth were locked on mine. His slimy wet tongue began exploring every inch of my mouth uninvited. It was then that I could no longer hold back. Sour, hot juices emerged from my throat gushing onto Goku's greedy face. He immediately pulled back, allowing me time to turn my head to the side and finish throwing up.
"Why you disgusting little pig! That was a mistake that you'll regret with your life!" Goku boomed grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling my face closer to his. "I'll kill your sorry ass, then feed your corps to the dog's!!!"
"Goten HELP!" was the last thing I was able to yell out before two strong hands tightened around my neck, cutting off all air passage. My body was throbbing and I knew that there was now no hope what so ever. This was it, the day I would parish. To the hands of the one I sworn to kill….
