Hi everyone. It's been a hectic three weeks, but I'm finally here with an update. A shorter chapter, but one I hope you'll enjoy.

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Trunks was left speechless. This was the man that Ra's Al Ghul spoke so highly of? He was nothing more than a one armed drunk. The blue haired young man looked at his friend, who had a similar reaction.

"Grandfather, this surely has to be a joke." Damian whispered.

"I do not joke about such things. Son Gohan is the most powerful man alive." The grandmaster responded. Gohan though shrugged him off.

"Please don't call me that!" He demanded. "I gave that name up a long time ago. Now what do you want?" The three assassins sat down, explaining their request. The half human though, wasn't impressed. "So you think that there's actually a weapon that can destroy the androids?"

"If what Bulma Briefs said is true, then yes." The son of Goku chuckled in response.

"You guys must be living in a fantasy. Bulma probably lied to keep hope alive, or something silly like that." A small amount of rage started to fill inside Trunks body. How dare this man insult his mother like this.

"My mother wouldn't lie about this!" The young man strongly said. Suddenly the one armed man stopped in his tracks. He looked at Trunks from head to toe.

"Hang on one second. Are you telling me you're... How is Bulma?" Trunks kept his head down, unable to look Son Gohan in the eye. The half Saiyan shed a tear, knowing what silence meant. "You want my advice kid? Live however many days you have left, with those who remain. And don't ever feel sorry for that." The former hero stood up and staggered away. Trunks slumped back in his chair, clenching his fist. He calmed down however when Ra's stood up.

"This is where we must leave you Trunks. From now on, this mission will be your own. Remember there is no shame in quitting." Ra's informed his student. However the blue haired boy shook his head very firmly.

"I'm sorry grandmaster, but this is something that I have to do! Do not worry, I shall be victorious." Trunks reassured the leader of his clan. Ra's nodded as they all walked towards the exit. Trunks and Damian both looked hands as they said their goodbyes.

"Stay safe my friend. The androids aren't the only threat out there." Damian warned.

"You too." Ra's and Damian got onto their horses. Both men gave one last wave before riding off, back to Nanda Parbat. Trunks soon realised that for the first time since his mother's death. He was on his own. He'd been pushed from the nest, and had to fly. So the first thing he did was head after Son Gohan. Needless to say it didn't take long. The one armed man was so intoxicated that he was practically slivering to his home. Soon enough Gohan fell face first into the ground. "Here let me help you." Trunks offered his hand to the older gentlemen, who reluctantly accepted.

"You really don't know when to give up, do you?" Gohan whispered as the two of them reached his house. It was very small, with a bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and a living room. All the wallpaper was peeling off. And there was a disgusting smell from the bathroom. However Trunks persevered, and eventually got Gohan into bed. Who instantly passed out. Trunks then got a blanket and laid on his sofa. The young man fidgeted about trying to find his perfect position. This was the first in a very long time that Trunks had been away from his own bed. However he expected to be separated from it, for a long time.

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The next morning Trunks woke up to the sound of gagging. He walked into the bathroom. Where he squirmed at the site of Gohan throwing up. As the toilet flushed, the one armed man turned to the boy.

"This... young man, is what we adults call a hangover." Gohan stated.

"Trust me, I know what a hangover is. Me and Damian once stole four bottles of wine, then drank it all in one night. Needless to say our heads were very much aching the next day." The son of Bulma explained.

"How old are you again?" The two laughed as Gohan once again threw up. The elder gentlemen soon flushed the chain and walked towards the assassin. Look kid, there is only one thing I am certain of. Heroes don't exist. Live your life, find a girl you like and settle down. Just try and enjoy the time you have left." The one armed man crashed on his sofa. However Trunks would still not give up without a fight.

"I can't do that Gohan. These androids need to be stopped, once and for all." The elder of the two now started to get agitated.

"Look kid, what are you trying to prove? You're about to dive head first towards your death, so why? You seek revenge? Or just want to be celebrated as a hero?"

"I'm not interested in any of that!" Trunks was now yelling. "I wanna fight, simply to help people." Gohan suddenly stopped in his tracks. A tear rolled down his cheek, surprising the younger man.

"You know, I said that exact same thing once. I was spending a year training with a close friend. His name was Piccolo..." Trunks could sense how upset Gohan now was. "He was like a second father to me."

"If Piccolo was here right now, what do you think he'd do?" The elder of the two look down at his younger counterpart. He looked into Trunks eyes. Which instantly reminded him of a young boy who just wanted to help people. A boy who had so much optimism. A boy who would stand up against anyone who threatened his world... him.

"He'd tell me to fight... Alright, I'll help you find this weapon." Trunks ran and hugged the man. However Gohan lightly pushed him off. "However before we travel across the world, I have to teach you a few things." Trunks however chuckled when he heard that.

"Look I appreciate the thought, but the league of assassins trained me. I know everything from hand to hand, swords..." Yet before Trunks could continue, he stopped in amazement. Gohan was holding a little ball of energy in his hand. "Alright, that I can't do!"

"This is called Ki. It's difficult to explain, but it's like a natural energy that flows through everything. However, a select number of people can use this energy to do some incredible feats. Such as increasing ones strength, flying and launching gigantic bursts of energy."

"Are you saying that I can shoot energy beams?"

"With training, yes. Though I should warn you, this is not going to be easy." Trunks though looked on with determination. "Very well, let's get started."

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Two months soon passed. The two were now at the stage where they couldn't train in town. So they decided to train at the nearest abandoned city. While Trunks continued his training, launching a few Masenko's. Gohan did some of his own training. Trunks flew over to his new mentor, who sat crossed legged with both eyes closed.

"What are you doing?" The young man asked, annoying his mentor.

"Well I was meditating, until you disturbed me!" The one armed man yelled. Trunks backed up, trying not to laugh.

"I'm sorry." Gohan sighed as he calmed down. Before he could continue however, Trunks asked him a question. "Hey Gohan... You knew my father, right?" The older gentlemen looked on with a concerned expression. "It's just that my mother never spoke about him. And I wanted to know..." However before Trunks could finish, his mentor interrupted him.

"It's alright... Please sit." The blue haired young man sat down opposite. "His name was Vegeta. And I'm not for a second gonna say he was good, far from it. He actually tried to kill me a few times. Yet your mother saw something in him. Something that only one other person did. They believed that he could have become a better man. Hell if the androids never showed up... Maybe he could have." Trunks smiled.

"Wait who was the other person?" Now it was Gohan's turn to have a grin on his face.

"Her name was Diana." Gohan paused as he recalled some old memories. "She had the most reason to hate Vegeta. Yet she was probably the closest with him. Could swing a sword better than anyone too. In fact, you remind me a lot of her."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You both stared armageddon in the face and refused to bow down. Plus neither of you could ever turn down a fight... You know, I bet your dad would have liked you."

"Really?" Gohan could sense the optimism in his student's voice.

"If there was one word that defined your father, it would certainly be pride. He always gained some sort of satisfaction for his achievements. However deep down I'm sure he would have had pride in your desire to fight." The young man's eyes glowed, listening to his mentors words.

"Thank you Gohan." Then older man however shut his eyes again, trying to meditate.

"Just get back to training." Trunks nodded and rushed back to his area. Not noticing something that he very rarely saw... Son Gohan smiling.

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So I hope you all enjoyed this.

Reviews:

Powres: Thanks

X3runner:

1: Hit the nail on the head with that.

2: Gohan will just be behind the androids in terms of power.

3: No spoilers I'm afraid.

Dark Flacon:

1: It was just too good an opportunity to miss.

2: Oh it will

3: Sorry neither will make an appearance

4: Thanks

Corondomontes: Thanks

ActionTreaction: Two reasons I killed off future Bulma.

1: So it gives a personal reason for Trunks to go after the androids.

2: So I could have Trunks be bought up by assassins. Thus confilicting with the heroes ideology.

Victor0606: Thanks

Diclonious57:

1: After dick and Damian I don't think I'll introduce the other robins.

2: Have to say, reading every chapter in one day. I'm impressed.

aguy1013: Gohan knows Trunks.

A guy: This will be answered soon.

Jalen Johnson:

1: it's cool. Glad you like the chapters.

2: Yes. However it won't be for long. a chapter or two at most.

Jadastroke683: This is set in the future.

Guest (I think this is one person)

1: My future Gohan is going to be a lot more vulnerable than the one in history of Trunks.

2: I actually didn't consider that. Just a happy coincidence I guess.

3: Icarus was only in the films. I believe one of Coolers soldiers shot him down.

Hiddenous: Thanks for the constructive criticism. I am at least happy you enjoy the story.

Black gogeta: Thanks

Shark: No spoilers I'm afraid.