Chapter 2: Foreign land.

In an instant, Trunks was no longer at capsule Corp. One moment he was staring down at Bulma's courtyard, and the next he was hurtling towards what looked like an ocean.

Thinking fast, he ejected from the machine, letting it fall towards the ocean as he flew down behind it. He could capsulize it when it was wet, not when it was on fire. With a massive splash metal met water, however it couldn't sink far as Trunks grabbed on to a leg and yanked it back up.

"Oh kami that was cold", he said, completely drenched. Landing on a nearby ice sheet, he put the time machine down and flared his ki to dry off. The damage was evident; burns along the side, the machinery inside was soaked, and fuel was dripping down from the compartment. Luckily, the fuel tank was still roughly half full.

"Crap baskets, its totalled" he sighed. He hoped he'd just about made it back to his own timeline, but as he stretched out his senses he knew he hadn't. "Too many people to be my timeline, hopefully someone can help fix my time machine, but what's this weird energy some of them have?" pressing the pad on the side of the machine, he turned it back into a capsule and slipped it into his pocket. "Guess I'll have to find out", he said flying off.

After maybe 4-5 minutes, he reached the nearest group of people, which was a small Arctic village. Only 2 of them had the weird energy, but none were really strong at all. He landed within the village walls.

All Trunks could see were women and children, and they were all too fixated on something to notice him. Just then he saw a young boy dressed in orange jump into the air and begin to fly around, only he wasn't using ki he was using some sort of glider and that weird energy. It was almost impressive, until he flew headfirst into a snow structure. "My watchtower!" he heard a someone whine.

Finally, one of the children noticed him and pointed him out. Immediately everyone backed away, suspicion and distrust oozed from their faces. One kid walked forward, he seemed to be the only older boy in the village. "who are you and how did you get in?".

Trunks was slightly taken aback by the hostility. "Uhm my name's Trunks, and I just came over the wall", he replied honestly.

"Well why are you here, are you a Fire nation spy?!", the boy spat.

"No, I don't even know what the Fire nation is". Trunks was confused, he wasn't the best at geography, but he'd never heard of a Fire nation before.

"Very funny, HA HA." He said sarcastically. "Look buddy we've already got one weirdo from outside to deal with we don't need another."

Trunks could just fly off, but he wanted to know what that weird energy was. Plus he could also use a place to sleep for a while.

"What do I have to do for you to trust me?", Trunks asked.

"I don't know, give us enough food to feed the whole village", he said thinking that was impossible. He was wrong.

Trunks smirked. "Easy enough, just give me a minute." He replied.

"What do you mean a minu-", the boy was cut off by the force of Trunks' take off. Trunks flew at break neck speed and dived into the ocean. He searched for the largest power and grabbed onto a couple of whales. Blasting out of the water, he returned to the village and plopped the two behemoths on the ground.

"Should be enough right?", he remarked rhetorically.

Everyone's jaws were dropped. Some people mumbled about him being a spirits

"Yeah that should do", the boy meekly said, still fazed.

Out of nowhere the boy in orange ran up to Trunks, his eyes wide with excitement. "ARE YOU AN AIRBENDER?!", he shouted.

"An air-what? ", Trunks said confused. "Sorry kid I don't even know what that is"

At this point a young girl walked up to the boy in orange. "Aang no one's seen an airbender for a hundred years remember, he probably doesn't know of airbending", she explained.

"But katara, you saw how he flew. I can't even do that with my glider!", the boy named Aang countered. "He must be a master airbender ".

"Okay slow down everyone, I'm not from... Around here, so can someone just explain to me what all this airbending and waterbending is", Trunks interjected.

"Can we do it after lunch though?", the older boy asked while drooling at the meat.

"Of course you're thinking about food Sokka", Katara commented, rolling her eyes.

Trunks held his stomach. Being a Saiyan, food didn't sound too bad right now. "Actually eating sounds good right about now", Trunks Agreed. "That is, if you'll allow me?".

"Yeah sure, why not. Bring us food like this and you can stay as long as you like buddy", Sokka said.

After dragging the two carcasses over to the other side of the village, and cutting them into manageable pieces, Trunks and Sokka left to allow the cooks to get to work, and also to get Trunks into more suitable clothing. He now wore a light blue tunic and dark blue pants, held up with a leather belt, and brown boots. Aang and katara had wondered off somewhere, looking for penguins.

"So... Trunks was it? I guess we didn't get off on the right foot did we?" Sokka remarked, trying to spark conversation.

"That's all right, you were just defending your village, I understand", Trunks explained. "But why are you the only man in the village?"

"My dad left with the other warriors when I was a kid"

Trunks could tell it was sore subject from the look in Sokka's eyes. He didn't want to press on it.

"Anyway" Sokka started. "I was going to ask, where are you from? It's pretty hard to guess, your build says earth Kingdom, your skin tone says fire nation, and the whole flying thing just screams airbender."

Trunks wasn't sure how to answer, he couldn't exactly just say he popped up in a time machine. As he was struggling to come up with something, he noticed a bright light in the corner of his eye.

"Oh no!" Sokka gasped. "It's a flare, the fire nation will be coming now!

10 minutes later Aang and Katara showed up at the village gates.

"I Knew it!" Sokka shouted, pointing at Aang. "You signalled the Fire Navy with that flare! You're leading them straight to us, aren't you?"

"Aang didn't do anything! It was an accident.", Katara protested.

"Yeah. We were on the ship and there was this booby trap, and, well... we booby-ed right into it.", Aang explained, sheepishly rubbing his head. (Reminded Trunks of Goku)

"Katara, you shouldn't have gone on that ship! Now we could all be in danger!", her gran gran scolded.

"Don't blame Katara. I brought her there. It's my fault", Aang quickly interjected

"Aha! The traitor confesses! Warriors, away from the enemy." Sokka commanded. "The foreigner is banished from our village."

"Woah, Sokka don't you think you're being a little too harsh? ", Trunks asked. "It was an accident"

"No! He needs to leave!"

"FINE!", katara shouted. "Then I'm banished, too! Come on Aang, let's go."

"Katara where are you going? Are you really going to pick him over your tribe? Your family?", Sokka said angrily.

This stopped Katara in her tracks. She wanted to go with Aang, to the north Pole, but she couldn't leave her family like this. Aang could see the conflict in her.

"Katara, I can't come between you and your family", he said sadly.

"So, you're leaving the South Pole? This is goodbye?" she asked, looking defeated.

"Thanks for penguin sledding with me"

As Aang got onto Appa, Trunks stepped forward.

"Aang I'm coming with you", he said, coming towards the bison.

"uhm, I guess that's fine", Aang replied, slightly confused as to why Trunks wants to go with him.

"Trunks, why are you going with him?", Sokka asked, shocked.

"He's just a Kid, and I'm not going to leave him out alone". Trunks was annoyed at Sokka for bring so unforgiving towards Aang for a mistake. "let's go Aang" Trunks said, hopping on to Appa

Aang and Trunks rode off, both of them remaining silent. However, after 30 minutes of riding, both of them noticed the massive ship going towards the village.

"Oh no! We've got to go back." Aang exclaimed, making a B line for the tribe.

"Aang, its going to take too long to get back on Appa. We've got to fly."

Aang nodded back, jumping into the air and unfolding his glider. Trunks flew up after him, he could've gotten to the village in seconds himself, but he wanted them to trust Aang again.

They both got back to the village in relatively quick time, and saw that the ship had broken through the village wall. A teenage boy loomed over Sokka, holding two fire daggers.

"Tell me. Where is the avatar!", the boy yelled.

"I don't know!"

Aang dropped from the sky and blew the armoured teen back with a gust of wind.

"Hey Katara, hey Sokka", Aang said nonchalantly.

"You're the avatar!?", the boy said getting up. "I trained for 3 years to fight you? A child?"

Trunks descended from the sky in between the village and the firebenders, his eyes locked onto the teenage boy Aang blew back.

"How about you fight me instead of bullying children and the elderly?", Trunks snapped.

"I'm not interested in you peasant, now get out of my way!I am Prince Zuko of the fire nation and I will have the avatar!", he screamed, charging at Trunks. As he reached Trunks, he launched his fist forward releasing a plume of flame that engulfed Trunks completely.

"NO!", Aang, Katara, and Sokka shrieked in unison.

As the flames cleared the group expected to see the charred remains of the boy they just met, at point blank range no one could survive a blast like that. Tears welled up in Katara's eyes at the sight of seeing someone die in front of her.

"Ha, cute. Sorry, but you're not getting Aang today.", mocked a voice from the smouldering flames. "Now it my turn."

Everyone looked up, flabbergasted.

Trunks stepped out the fire unscathed and stalked towards Zuko, like demon coming from hell. The boy attempted to launch another stream of fire, but Trunks gripped his fist and tightened his grip ever so slightly. Zuko screamed as it felt like his hand was being crushed by a boulder.

"Let go!", he growled.

"Make me"

Trunks got bored of this, spinning Zuko's Arm behind his body and throwing him across the snow, he was caught by a stout old man.

"Zuko are you okay!?", the old man asked.

"I'm fine uncle, we need to get the avatar"

"I told you already, you're not getting him", Trunks said annoyed. "Not unless you get through me."

"What are you going to do against all my men by yourself", Zuko snarled.

Trunks smiled. "Let me show you what you're up against."

Trunks clenched his fist and let out a small grunt as he spiked his power to about 20% of his base. His white aura flared to life, whipping around him like a wild fire, it seemed to illuminate everything around him. A crater formed below him, his energy melting the ice and turning it into steam.

The villagers and the fire benders now erupted with shrieks of "SPIRIT!". Zuko and his uncle looked terrified as they stared up at the lavender haired boy who was before them, they could feel his power in the rumbling earth beneath them. It was as though the ground wanted to tear itself apart and swallow them, the air became so thick it was like trying to breathe in a volcano.

Suddenly, Aang fell to the floor clutching his head, groaning as his eyes and arrows began to glow. Hurricane force winds began to swirl around Aang as he levitated into the air above Trunks.

"Aang!", Katara shrieked.

"What's wrong with him?", Trunks questioned worriedly, dropping his power up out of surprise.

Aang raised his hands, melting the surrounding snow to create a massive torrent around him. With a slice of his arm he sent the water shooting forward, blasting away the firebenders. However, as soon as he had, he fell to the ground unconscious.

Everyone rushed to Aang's side, katara holding him and making sure he was okay. Slowly Aang opened his eye, they weren't glowing. "What happened", he mumbled out, clearly still dazed.

"You started glowing and used some crazy waterbending moves to wipe out the jerk and his men", Sokka explained with glee.

The firebenders all began to retreat back to their ship, none of them were prepared to face against what they saw. A lavender haired spirit and a raging avatar would terrify even veteran generals.

"Zuko!", his uncle shouted. "We must leave now! we can't fight this".

"But uncle-", he started to argue, but when he turned and looked at the boy who crushed his hand,they locked eyes again. Zuko could see clearly what was in his eyes. Killing intent.

He rushed back onto his ship, "let's go." He hissed.