Authors Note: So. It appears some people are complaining about my fact finding. One complaint being that Bulma didn't know the coordinates to New Namek in the Past of the Future and I wanna address this. First of all, this is Fan Fiction, seriously? Second, in The Return of Cooler, they take a ship to New Namek. Obviously, somebody knows the coordinates.
While I appreciate constructive criticism, I'd appreciate if people checked their own facts before coming at my story. Also, being snarky because I was excited about my views? Come on. This is something I am doing for my own enjoyment and I am allowed to be happy that other people are enjoying it as well.
On a positive note, over 1200 views and 350 visitors, thanks everybody! Back to the story.
Chapter 9: Back to the Future! On to New Namek
The familiar whirring of the Time Machine echoed through the alleys of the rebuilt West City, Bulma ran outside to greet her son, yelling just as the machine landed. "Trunks!"
The cockpit opened as Trunks jumped out along with Android 16. "Mother, it's good to see you, again." He chuckled a bit, it was always so weird going back and forth, seeing the differences between his Mother of the past and his future Mother. Their mannerisms were mostly the same, but years of of stress had taken its toll on this version.
"Did you get what we needed?" The blue haired woman asked with a hopeful look on her face.
Trunks pulled out the capsule given to him by his Mother of the past. "I got it right here!" He clicked the button and threw it across the ground. A cloud of smoke appeared, dissipating quickly to reveal a large, mechanical dome supported by eight legs and three large rockets under the structure.
"It looks just like the one Goku took to Namek the first time." Bulma stated, remembering it well, "It should work nicely."
"There should be ample room for travel." 16 confirmed, walking up to the vessel and placing his mechanical hand on a button near what should be the door.
Trunks nodded, walking towards the ship as a mechanical door rose and a ramp extended from the now open hole. The purple haired Half-Saiyan was followed by his mother and Android 16, entering the dome shaped vessel to reveal a large, open chamber.
"Huh, where do we sleep?" Trunks asked as he wandered the ship.
"I do not require sleep." 16 coldly stated.
"There should be a small room over.." Bulma walked towards a door, opening it to reveal a small room with a cot, "Here!"
"That'll work." Trunks said before continuing over to a large control console, "Now I need to figure out how to fly this thing."
"I can help with that!" His mother ran over behind him, "Let me show you." Bulma pushed a button as it brought up some coordinates onto the large screen just in front of them. "It looks like it's already programmed on here. Should just require a press of the large, red button over here. It will pilot you straight to New Namek."
"Perfect." Trunks walked to the center of the room, where another large console stood. "What's this one?"
Bulma turned to where Trunks stood, "Oh, that looks like the gravity adjuster!" She ran over, looking at the controls, "Goku and Vegeta used this to train, it goes all the way to 500 times Earth's gravity. You just gotta press the up and down arrows to adjust the level."
"Seems simple enough." Trunks turned to his Mother, "Well, I should really get going! How long do you think it will take?"
"It took Goku six days to get to Namek..New Namek appears to be quite a bit further. It will probably take about two weeks."
"Two weeks? Damn. At least I can get a bit of training in." Trunks said, walking over to where Android 16 stood, "Would you be willing to train with me, 16?"
"That would be acceptable."
Bulma turned to Trunks, "You just got back! Can we at least have dinner first?" Bulma walked towards the exit, "Come on, son."
"We need to get some food packed anyway, it can't hurt." Trunks followed his mother, exiting the ship and heading inside the Capsule Corp building.
Meanwhile in Other World..
"Masenko-HA!" A large bright beam shot through the sky, a small explosion erupted as it hit it's target. "Direct hit, ha!"
The smoke soon disappeared, revealing an unharmed, green Namekian with a bright yellow halo above his head. "If you thought that would work, I'm ashamed to call you my pupil." Piccolo coldly stated.
His opponent floated about twenty yards away, clad in an orange gi with golden hair slightly spiked on one side. Gohan's golden aura nearly hid the yellow halo above his head as he gave a slight smirk, "Come on, Mr. Piccolo, that was a good shot and you know it." Gohan stretched his arms, he had been thrilled when he learned that dying restored his whole body for use in the Other World, it sure made fighting easier again.
"Nice shot, Gohan!" A familiar voice from below echoed, "Come back down, it's my turn!" Goku pumped his fists, "I wanna train now!"
Krillin and Yamcha, each with their own halo, stood of the black haired Saiyan, watching the sparring match between Master and Student. "Man, twenty years of training with King Kai and I am still so outmatched...no wonder Tien and Chiaotzu left." The bald monk thought to himself.
Gohan let his aura disappear as his hair turned back to its natural black, "Alright, alright. Come on, Mr. Piccolo." The fully grown Half-Saiyan slowly levitated down to the tiny planet below.
King Kai stood a few feet away, facing the opposite direction of the deceased Z-Fighters, muttering to himself quietly. "Well, I'll be damned..he actually did it."
Piccolo's sharp ears heard the small, blue diety's words, "Who did what?" He loudly asked, getting the attention of the others as well.
King Kai turned to face the Z-Fighters, "Trunks. I told you how he beat the Androids, and Cell. Well, he's managed another miracle."
Gohan spoke up quickly, excited to hear about his former pupil, "What is it?!"
"He's found a way to New Namek!" King Kai smiled bright, "He's gonna use the Dragon Balls to revive Piccolo."
Piccolo spoke next, "That will revive Kami, then the Dragon Balls on Earth will be usable again. He could revive us all."
"But, can he even revive us with our Dragon Balls? I thought they had a time limit." Krillin puzzlingly asked the others.
"Technically yes, but the time limit doesn't apply when the Dragon Balls are inert. It will only apply from the moment Kami and I are revived."
"Well, that's convenient!" Goku smiled softly as he came to a quick realization, "I'll miss you all!"
Piccolo spoke up quickly, "That's right..you died of a disease, natural causes." Piccolo turned to Goku, "The Dragon Balls can't revive you."
Goku smiled and turned to Gohan, "Oh well, I've gotten used to it here." He quickly powered up to his Super Saiyan form, "Let's do some real training then. Prepare you guys to go back."
Gohan smirked back, his aura flaring and his hair turning bright blonde, "Alright, but let's go all out!" He widened his stance and his arms bent out to his side, bulking his form up into Super Saiyan 2nd Grade.
Goku followed suit, bulking up and charging his adult son, "Let's go then!"
Back at Capsule Corporation..
Trunks had finished packing food into the ship, "There we are, a full months worth of food. Enough for the trip there and back." He turned around and headed back outside to say his goodbyes to his mother.
Bulma met him just outside the ship, carrying a small box. "I washed this for you." She handed Trunks the box.
Smiling, Trunks looked down and opened it, revealing the Saiyan Armor his Mother from the past had made for him, Goku, and the other Saiyans. "Wow! Thanks Mom." He closed the box gently and looked back at his Mother, "I guess this is goodbye again."
"It's only temporary, my son." She wrapped her arms around her grown boy's waist, "Be safe!"
"We will!" Trunks backed away from his Mother, smiling and turning towards the ship, "Come on, 16!"
"Affirmative." 16 slowly followed Trunks, the ship door closing behind them. The Half-Saiyan quickly walked over to the console that controlled the ship and pressed the launch button. Outside, the thrusters ignited and lifted the dome shaped vessel up into the air so fast that in only a matter of seconds, the ship had already left the atmosphere.
Trunks turned towards his hulking, mechanical friend, "Alright 16, let's train a bit." He walked to the gravity console, pressing the up arrow once. The machine read 10g, "This shouldn't be too bad…" Trunks didn't even finish his sentence before he could feel the impact of his multiplied weight. Barely able to move his limbs, the purple haired Half-Saiyan turned back to 16, "Let's go a round!"
16 didn't feel the impact nearly as much as Trunks, his movements slowed a bit, but his internal processor adjusted to the new weight. He quickly threw a block as Trunks' fist swung towards him. The Half-Saiyan's body seemed to adjust to the gravity as his movements quickened, catching 16 off guard with a swift kick. 16 took the blow unharmed, standing motionless as Trunks swung a fist at his face.
Over the next few days, Trunks spent many hours training with 16 and increasing the gravity on the ship. Eventually, the gravity got so high that Trunks couldn't even function unless he was in his Super Saiyan form. He did everything as a Super Saiyan, eating, drinking, sleeping, just as Gohan and Goku had done in the past to increase their power, only Trunks was doing it to the extreme, at 400G, then 450G, then eventually 500Gs
In the time that he took to rest, Trunks had been thinking of Gohan. Specifically the Gohan of the past, the eleven year old boy with the incredible power, enough power to destroy Perfect Cell, then Bojack. Trunks was angry, not at Gohan, but at himself. It was twice now that he hadn't been even close to strong enough. Sure, he beat the Androids and Imperfect Cell, but their power was nothing in comparison to the stronger enemies they have faced.
"Damn it.." Trunks thought to himself. Standing up gingerly, the purple haired Half-Saiyan got up from the cot and back out into the gravity chamber, "I gotta push myself further."
About ten days later…
Trunks was staring out into the darkness of Space as a bright green planet came into view. "That must be it.."
As they approached, a horrifying truth became abundantly clear. A large, silver dome that was easily the size of the Moon appeared to be attached to New Namek with long tentacles the size of mountain ranges shooting out from the bottom, running across the landscape of the green planet.
"What is that?!" Trunks shouted out in surprise as the ship got closer.
"It appears to be some sort of gigantic machine." 16 stepped closer to the window besides Trunks, "It also appears to be draining the planet of its resources."
"Damn it." Trunks sighed as the ship approached the outer atmosphere, "Nothing can ever be easy."
End of Chapter 9.
Next Chapter, Chapter 10: Family Affair
