The blast ripped through the center of the base. It exploded and flames lit the room as the light flickered off. The screams of the survivors were drowned out quickly by the cracking of the fires.

Piccolo had hit the gas line. A jet of flame was coming out of the ground. Thick black smoke filled the room instantly.

Into this hellish scene Trunks burst in with Betsy right behind him. His chest was tight from the smoke and the sights. He could see that the tons of people here were already burned. Many were missing limbs.

He looked into flames where he could see figures that couldn't possibly be human moving around in the haze of this nightmare.

The two had to yell to make their voices heard.

"I deal with this you help them! And find my grandpa!"

"Roger!"

Trunks had to jump over the crowds to get by. This only made him get more smoke entering his lungs. The sot and ash burned in his mouth. He wanted to make a hole in the mountain to vent it but that would certainly cause a cave in.

He jumped behind the huddled masses trying to escape willing to trampled over to do so and came closer to his targets. The lumbering demons were slaughtering those that couldn't run or had been trying to help others.

A big deep voice from the lead of the three spoke "So, this is the mortal that the Mistress wants us to deal with." He said as he stomped on a person attempting to crawl away.

Trunks growled at that and charged taking out his sword.

The demon swung his blade, but Trunks was far faster easily dodging it. Trunks sunk his sword deep into the demon's chest.

"I guess I'll have to find out who your mistress is from your friends."

The demon voice then laughed above him. Trunks looked up with wide eyes.

"Trying to stab me in the heart mortal? Not much experience fighting us, do you boy?"

Trunks tried to move his sword only to find it stuck in the demon's hide. The demon then decked him hard in the check with a right hook sending him to the ground.

Another tried to then step on him, but he caught the hoof. As he was getting to his feet, he also sent the demon head first into the concrete in one fluid motion.

He ducked as third demon swung at his head. As he did Trunks kick backwards and kick with his heel the demon on his chin sending him flying into ceiling. The demon's head lodged into the concrete.

Trunks got back to standing as then the lead demon with his now glowing green sword in his hand. He green sword came at Trunks but grabbed the demon's wrist then snapped it.

The demon cried out and as he did Trunks grabbed hold of his sword still in the demon's chest. He pulled it out and snapped his wrist as he did so. The demon looked to see his right arm was missing.

"Let's see if you can laugh this one off."

Trunks swung his sword upwards and with ease decapitated the demon. He turned and walked away from the body as it fell to its knee's then to the ground.

He could see a horde more of those demons now having surrounded him. He pointed at them with the tip of his sword.

"Okay who's next?"


In the many tunnels

Dr. Briefs yell out as the soldiers and officers were rushing him down a corridor only lit by some of the headlamps of the powered armored resistance fight.

"Where's my grandson?"

"He's dealing with the attackers Mr. President."

"Why are you here with me. He might need help."

"Mr. President he's a super saiyan and apparently a skilled fighter. Our people would only get in the way. Besides we need to get you to another safehouse. You are the resistance sir if we lose you, are cause is through.

A young officer with a gas mask on said.

"Mr. President I'll go back and get your grandson."

He peeled off heading back into the nightmare that was the center of the bunker as some of the other officers yelled at him to come back.

"It's my grandson. I should be going with him."

"Sir with all do respect your not thinking clearly. Your life is too valuable. We are expendable. Haven't you figured this out already?"

Dr. Briefs bit his lips then nodded. He continued onwards.

He hissed out to himself "Kamidamnit where in the hell are you Billy?"


Back at the center

All the demons at once charged at Trunks. They came at him in front, at the side, behind and above. Trunks dance around them as their attack came pouring at in. It was pure confusion as the demons in the smoky dark attempted to stab at him.

They began to in their haste to smash and slash into each other in the melee. The brutes had simply no skill or grace as they piled on one another.

Trunks emerged on the other side of this pile out having not receive a single cut or scrape from them.

One of the demon's emerged from the pile and breathed fire at Trunks that he easily dodged. But when it exploded behind him it seemed to cause some sort of chain reaction that lead to more explosions under his feet. That all shot upwards.

This new jet of fire shot upwards and then the mountain itself felt shaky. He could hear above the sound of a creaking ceiling. The thousands of tons of rock had grown restless due to all these disturbances.

This place was going to collapse now for sure it was just a matter of 'when' not 'if'.

Trunks rushed forward and with a snap decapitated the demon. He looked to the others as they disentangled themselves.

"Sorry guys I'm in kind of a rush so I won't be able to play with you all."

They charged at him and he danced around them this time removing their heads from their necks. When he sheared his swords, their bodies came tumbling down.

"Okay now I have too…"

He was stopped dead in his track by a very loud slow clap that accord in the distance.

Trunks looked towards the jet of flame where he could see a figure emerging from it. The green skinned, turban hatted, white capped, moccasin wearing figure out of Gohan's stories.

This wasn't just another demon. It was Gohan's master. Or rather this was this universe evil doppelganger version.

"Now that was a great spectacle kid. You should have been a performer. However, if all you have is self-taught fancy moves then well this will be over quickly."

"Your Piccolo."

"And your Trunks Briefs."

His eyebrow raised "Huh?"

"Word to the wise kid there are ears and eyes everywhere if you want to kept secrets then don't go tell everybody princy."

"Some close to me once told me about you and Kami. So, are you here to kill me for someone else? So, much for the demon king. Now you're a puppet."

He chuckled "Amusing… Boy you don't know anything do you? In this universe there are a lot of players of game. And happen to be a team player for forces that you couldn't understand. If you think I'm just for 'him' then you just know-nothing."

Trunks smiled as he thought to himself 'Well then the dragon balls should be around.'

"What has you so amused the thought of the dragon balls?" The demon smiled back at him.

A drop of sweat ran down his face as Piccolo's face said it all.

"I wonder if your namekian balls still exist? Perhaps my side will have a use for your universe after all."

Trunks's fist grew tighter. he knew what that meant for his mother and the rest of his people.

Piccolo hands came down to his sides. "You know you really should probably be surrendering by the way. You do look a little worn out kid."

Trunks hissed and took a step forward, but he felt dizzy. He then realized finally how heavy he was breathing and how short his breaths were. The room so filled with so much crap that he realized he couldn't breathe.

"Lesson number one kid think about yourself because if you had grabbed a mask this fight wouldn't be as one sided as its about to be. Number two maybe you should think about why oh why your enemies do things and think them through because rushing off into a trap isn't ideal is it?"

He then said between his haggard breaths "Well that settles it you can't be Gohan's Piccolo not when you're this much of a cheater."

"It's a fight kid everything is permitted."

Trunks then charged at Piccolo swinging.


Elsewhere in the crumbling base

Betsy was running in the dark holding a small flashlight that was dim. She was running with the last group of survivors when a figure with a gasmask came the other way. She paused and looked back but saw him disappeared into the thick smoke.

She said to the soldier in front of her between her coughs "Don't mind me. I've got to get another one."

She turned around and ran back deeper into the hell that this place had become.

She crawled at some points over rumble and through steam venting until she heard a voice in the dark.

"…I understand my lord, it will be done."

From what she heard it was an officer's voice. She walked over past an angle and saw the man in the gas mask turning off his imperial communicator.

As she saw this she was shot in the chest by a gun in his hand. She looked down expecting the worst only to find a needle their have punctured her breast plate.

Suddenly she lost concentration, the hot air became overpowering and she collapsed to the ground.

The man walked over to her "So, private what are we going to do with you?"


In the raging inferno

Trunks swung at the orange highlighted Piccolo as the rocks above began crack the roof. Trunks knew he needed to escape but he couldn't any exit and Piccolo might blow the place up if he tried.

Trunks punches went easily dodged by the namekian. It was only now when they were this close could Trunks see the see-through mask that was on his face. Gohan's master had play him every step of the way.

Trunks kept swing at him only to earn chuckles from Piccolo. No matter how faster he moved Piccolo had his number.

"Every move takes its toll. The more energy you expend, the more breaths you take, the worse it gets for you. Maybe you should stop clowning around and show me what your really capable and then I'll show you what I'm capable of."

Piccolo knocked him away and chuckled again "Oh that's right, you can't because some bugs might get squashed if you do. Shame about that."

Trunks hissed out "You have no honor!"

"Honor? Honor means nothing. Does your honor beat your cyborgs? Does it save these dead bodies around you? Your father killed millions at best, billions more likely. Did he really have honor when he was killing women and children? If you want honor boy, you have come to the wrong place indeed. Honor…there has never been such a thing in this universe or any other. This honor you speak of, it will get you and all you have left killed. This is fucking reality kid wake the fuck up."

Trunks paused as his words sank deep into him like a sword into. Honor got Gohan killed. Goku's honor allowed Gero to live. Honor had killed his world.

Trunks shot Piccolo a growl at him the room began to vibrate as his aura changed color as he began to power under.

Piccolo under his breath grumbled "Finally." What he had been waiting for was coming out.

Just then Trunks felt a pain at the back of his neck as Piccolo's grin soured.

Trunks heard behind "It's done." He turned to look behind him as his body grew numb. He saw a masked figure holding a gun.

Piccolo hissed out at the figure "Colonel Kurtz I assume."

Trunks grew wobbly as he pulled out and looked at the needle.

"I am. You were taking too long. The doctor wants to meet this one before we kill him."

Trunks eyes began to grow heavy as he began to collapse to the ground.

The masked figure walked over him and asked him "Ready to meet the man that made you boy?"

Trunks eyes closed and the world just faded out for him.


Short again but I feel like I'm on a roll. So, next time two people that really should have got to meet on the show get to meet next time.