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Now I present to you,the last installment of Super Fusion! Or is it?... Read onward!
Epilogue: The Future Is Freed
The small Namekian and the lavender haired Saiyajin stood on the marble platform, the sky above them black and purple, seven orange orbs glowing with a golden light as an endlessly long dragon floated before them.
"The Guardian has given me new strength, and I can grant three wishes. But you have already used one of your wishes, so you have only two to you." Shenron lowered his great head, looking at the Guardian and the Saiyajin. "Have you decided on your second wish?" Boomed Shenron.
"Yes," said the Saiyajin. "I wish for every good person that was killed by Daun to return to life."
The great beast nodded its head, its eyes glowing brilliantly, the blue world with large green expanses below began to glow golden. His eyes then unexpectedly dulled.
"What is your last and final wish?"
"I wish for my fath-"
"Wait boy!" Came a voice from the sky.
"What?" Trunks looked up. "Is that you... father?"
"Enma has released me into the permanent custody of King Kai, and that is how I am communicating with you right now. But I have come to say one thing…Do not wish for my return Trunks."
Trunks's eyes widened as he stared up into the blackened heavens. "What... What are you talking about?"
"You heard me boy."
"But Papa!"
"Don't call me that. You will address me as father."
"But... Father—"
"Trunks, do not wish for my return. I am still…Dauta."
"But Father, I can wish for the Dragon to undo that!"
"You can do no such thing brat. When you killed Daun, he lost his hold on my mind, and I took control. Still he struggles within me, but I have won this battle, his resistance is futile. But, King Kai and the other gods have all agreed, that through the powers of Shenron cannot undo this fusion."
"You mean—"
"My fate has been sealed, as Daun and I will stay fused as one—"
Trunks quickly cut Vegeta off. "But father, there must be a way! Daun diffused from that other monster, there must be a way to diffuse him from you!"
"You interrupted me boy, I wasn't done!" A sigh filled the air, then Vegeta continued. "The gods have told me that the only way I can diffuse from Daun is to… become one of them. And even then, it will take many, many years until I can dispel him from my body."
"So… Basically… You won't be able to come back in our lifetime."
"No."
"So that's it? You're just going to stay up there and become one of the Kais? You'd rather that over being with your family!"
"Be quiet and listen boy!" The sky grew quiet, thenVegeta began to speak again."I... may not show it much… But that is because I am a warrior. Warriors do not bare their souls to others, especially not the Prince of all Saiyajins. But know this boy... and don't you ever forget it. I am your father, and I care for you greatly, and always have. I am doing this so that I may at least have some chance of returning one day, even if it means you and your mother will be old and gray by the time I do. And even if I miss my chance on Earth, my status as a Kaio would let me bring you two to me, as King Kai has done for me now."
Trunks stared up at the sky, his eyes soft, and a little wet. He slowly pulled his eyes away, and sighed deeply. "I understand father…"
"Farewell my son… I will miss you Trunks." The voice faded.
"I'm sorry Trunks," Said Dende, trying to console the Saiyajin.
"Its okay... its what mydad wanted... right?" Trunks smiled sadly. "Well... I've got to get going. See ya Dende..."
"Right." Dende looked up to the mighty dragon. "I wish for Trunks to be sent home to his mother." Shenron nodded, and instantly, Trunks dissipated.
---------------Some years later...---------------
A great domed room housed many people, totaling at least two dozen or so, all these people enjoying each other's company, a party going on.
Tien, Launch, Shinto and Chaozu sat at a small table, Krillin and Yamcha joining them.
"I wish I had a family of my own," sighed Krillin.
Yamcha nodded. "I know what you mean man..." Yamcha patted Krillin on the back. "But maybe I can hook you up with a girl..."
Tien laughed. "I doubt Krillin would want to go out with one of your girls, Yamcha."
"He has a point," mumbled Krillin.
"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing buddy, nothing," said Krillin, now laughing.
Yamcha shook his head and laughed too. "You were always the comic relief man."
"Its a tough job, but someone has to do it."
Master Roshi and the aged Ox-King sat at a table across from Tien's family, Krillin and Yamcha, the two old men reminiscing about the good old days when they were young, when the Ox was training under Master Roshi.
Goku sat at a table across from the two elder warriors, devouring plate after plate of food, Gohan, a girl about Gohan's age, and a young boy opposite him, the three consuming the food before them as well, the girl just staring in shock as the three men ate.
Piccolo sat off in a corner, levitating off the ground in deep meditation, not bothering to join in the festivities. But he had come of his own accord this time.
"Honestly," started Bulma, "These Saiyajin men are pigs." The small child she held in her arms began to tug at her earrings. "Ouch! Bra! Stop, don't play with mommy's earrings!"
The little blue haired girl only giggled and continued to tug. "But its fun mommy!"
Trunks laughed. "You want me to take her mom?"
"Would you please?"
Trunks nodded and lifted his little sister out of her mother's arms. He nuzzled her nose. "Hey Bra!"
She giggled. "Trunks!"
"I can remember when my little Goten was that small," Chi-Chi said laughingly. " She looked to her small son who was sitting beside Gohan.
"He may eat like a pig, but he is so cute," said the dark-haired girl beside Gohan, pulling at Goten's cheek.
Gohan laughed as his little brother scowled. "Aww c'mon Goten, don't be such a sour head."
"I'm not cute!" His aura flared, turning golden, the fire blowing the dark haired girl back, his hair now a brilliant gold, his eyes emerald green.
Gohan's eyes widened. "You're a Super Saiyajin!"
Goten's scowl faded, replaced by a wondering expression. "Is that what this is?"
Chi-Chi ran over to Goten screaming and sobbing, hugging her son tightly. "Not again!"
All the warriors at the party looked on in shock.
Goten was blushing, trying to pry his mother off of him. "Mom...please... everybody's staring at me..."
Chi-Chi only continued to cry. "My baby! My baby!"
"You okay Videl?" Asked Gohan to the dark-haired girl.
She nodded. "I'm okay Gohan... But what's up with your brother?"
"Nothing really..." Gohan sighed. This Super Saiyajin business is getting silly... What's next, Bra doing it?
"Goten, how long have you been able to do that?" Asked Gohan.
"A couple weeks now, Trunks has been training me!"
Gohan raised a brow and looked to his former pupil.
A sweat drop hung on Trunk's forehead. "Well... You see... I've been meaning to talk to you guys about that..."
Chi-Chi looked up, breaking her embrace. "You did this! I'll get you, you purple haired pretty boy!" She dove at him, Trunks cringing.
Gohan easily caught her before she got too far.
"Mom," said Gohan, "Relax. Goten was eventually going to do it... Its in his blood."
Chi-Chi looked up into Gohan's eyes, about to protest, then sighed. "I guess your right... With a man like Goku for a father... It shouldn't be such a surprise... But why so young Trunks?"
"Umm... Gohan started training me at about the same age... And after all... The kid did come to me, I didn't pick him out..." Trunks explained slowly.
Gohan looked to his little brother, a little hurt. "Why didn't you come to me or dad? You know we would've trained you..."
Goten looked up at his older brother. "I'm sorry Gohan... But Trunks and me is real good friends... And I wanted to get strong with the strongest guy..."
A smile crept onto Gohan's face. "You have a point there," Gohan said, letting his mother go and ruffling Trunks's hair. "This kid's pretty strong."
Trunks smiled at Gohan. "Only cause I had a pretty good teacher."
Goku set his plate down. "Man that was—" His words were cut short as he burped so loudly that the entire building shook.
Goku blushed a little. "Excuse me…" His stomach rumbled loudly. "I'm hungry!"
Krillin shook his head, his thick black hair shaking as his head moved. "Thirty years away from Earth Goku, and all you can think about is food?"
Goku shook his head. "No! That is not true…I also think about…" His stomach rumbled again. "I'll get back to you on that Krillin. More food please!"
The whole gang broke out into laughter at that, even Goku himself.
Gohan slowly composed himself and looked to where his former pupil had just been standing. "Trunks?"
---------------Scene Change---------------
"Trunks?"
Trunks stayed with his gaze to the sky, laying in a tree on the highest branch, one leg hanging down. "You should go have fun Gohan… I'm fine out here."
"You miss him a lot don't you?"
A chuckle, then, "Am I that easy to read?"
Gohan laughed. "Nah. Its just that… I understand you completely Trunks."
"But… It was like losing him a second time… Just when I was getting to know him again… Mom almost cried herself into a coma when I told her the news…" He paused to sigh, then after a few moments continued. "I understand his reason, but it still hurts that he just left us like that…"
"Trunks," started Gohan, "You know he's doing his best to come back as soon as he can, and this is the only way for him to do that. I understand your pain Trunks, I really do. Mom and I couldn't take it when Dad died, because there was no way at all to bring him back. We got lucky, and the gods let dad come back home. And trust me Trunks, you'll get lucky too. Vegeta will come back."
Trunks nodded a little, sighing deeply. His eyes feel on a strangely shaped cloud, and he studied it with a furrowed brow.
A flame shaped cloud with a face crept along the sky, the lips of the cloud set in a smirk.
"Gohan… Do you see that cloud?"
"Huh?" Gohan looked up, and only saw the fluffy white clouds floating by. "Yeah, I see the clouds. What about them?""Nothing… Its just that…" Trunks smiled and shook his head. "Its nothing." He sat up, leaping out of the tree, touching down soundlessly beside Gohan. "How's about we go back inside?"
Gohan grinned. "Sounds like a plan."
The two half-Saiyajins walked side by side, reentering the large building, rejoining their friends and family.
At last, with the war with Dai Daun behind them, the battered world of a Saiyajin with lavender hair was finally restored to normalcy, and peace reigned.
For now.
End
And so, I end the story of Dai Daun, putting Super Fusion to rest. Tell me how you guys like it! But first, a little background on this story before I put it up...
Originally, this story was going to have the creation of Dragon Ball Unlimited's Unusual Fusion character Gogetto, the fusion of Gogeta and Vegetto. I had an entirely different story planned out to make that happen, Trunks traveling into the past and recruiting Goku and Vegeta from the regular timeline. But I revamped the story, making it stay wholly in Mirai Trunks's timeline, mostly because I figured creating Gogetto was pointless now that I wasn't going to send it in to DBU...
But... I can always make a sequel... A sequel in which I do create Gogetto! What do you guys think? Should I? Should I not? Let me know! Later.