Title: Crimson-dipped Obsession
Summary: Bulma Briefs' life made a horrifying turn when an obsessed Saiyan prince arrived on Earth and wanted her to be his! What's more to this alien was a dark secret that has caused a change in the history of Dragon Ball Z, and if it is revealed, it holds the fate of the entire universe.
Genre: Horror, Psychological Thriller, Romance, Mystery
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. Some events in this fan fic is also inspired by Mirai Nikki and DBXV.
Author's Notes: This is the last flashback chapter. It is a special chapter set on the perspective of the Thirteenth Universe's Trunks, the son of Vegeta. It is based on the novel 'The Lonely Future Warrior, Trunks'.
Special: The Crimson dipped Wish of Trunks
My name is Trunks.
All my life I was living a nightmare, one of which you would wish that it was all just a dream and would want to wake up and have a life full of relief, and surrounded by people you love. But my reality was worse, nothing. Empty. The world I'm living in was a total ghost town, in which only I, my mother, my grandparents and that monster lived on. Humanity was erased from the face of the Earth, only a few survived the wake of destruction that man who calls himself the Legendary Destroyer of Worlds had caused. Twenty pain staking years my family tried to survive the chaos, hiding away from him. I really could not understand why my mother would not allow me to fight the Legendary Destroyer, he's a monster! A devil incarnate only rightful to be sent to the deepest pits of hell! It was because of him that I have to live with the hell he brought over the Earth!
I hated that Legendary Destroyer. So many times I always wanted to get out of our hiding place and try to fight that monster but my mother would always tell me that I am no match for his immeasurable power yet and that I have to wait for her to finish the time machine prototype she was working on. She intends to send me to the past in order to change things, to save the Earth from this cruel fate from the Legendary Destroyer by warning the one named Son Goku-san of the impending danger.
Chapter 1: I want to Know about my Father
I never knew my father. My mother told me that my father has died of battle when I was still a baby. I concluded that he died after he bravely fought the Legendary Destroyer. In my dreams I would always see my father's back but his form was cloaked in darkness I could not see his features. He would always appear in my dreams, floating and disappearing out of sight in the darkness. I would always run to him, so I could see his face to know what he looked like but he would always run and hide himself in the darkness and then disappear out of nowhere, leaving me all alone and crying out to him, "Papa!" and then I would wake up in the middle of the night crying.
I know nothing about him, not even his name. Well, except that he's a Saiyan, the reason why I got superhuman powers. My mother never mentioned him to me and asking her about my father doesn't feel manly to do so.
One night, I had another dream about my father. I woke up in the middle of the night and was troubled by my dream. After a few minutes of thinking deeply about father, I slipped out of my bed and went to mother's laboratory.
Mother did not notice me enter as she has all of her attention wrapped up in the construction of the time machine she was working on.
"If only Son-kun was not killed then I think the world would never end up like this," that's what mother told me when she began making the time machine.
I watched at her as she tinkered with a few wires and read some of her blueprints. Unexpectedly, I spoke behind mother's back,
"Mother, what kind of person was father?"
Mother was startled by my voice and she turned around, gasping. After seeing me, she calmed herself down and let out a sigh of relief. "Trunks! Stop surprising me like that!" she scolded.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled.
"So what was it again?"
"It's about my father. What was he like?"
It looked like mother was a bit surprised at my question and then her eyes immediately became sad and sorrowful. I could tell that whatever memories she had with father was painful to her, maybe because of grief.
"Your father, eh? He's… He used to be strong, stern and lonely… and he also did a lot of bad things. But he has some good points in him. He was very proud. He's not the type of person to show his gentleness but… I know… I could tell…"
At that time, I didn't really understand things like pride or loneliness, but I could at least tell that my mother had loved my father.
"Am I… am I like him?"
"Now that you mention it, are you like your father? Let's see…"
My mother stared fixedly at me, and I felt a little awkward. "Hmmm… you look very much like him. Particularly your ambiance and… that mean look in your eyes is just like him. But don't worry, you're a lot more handsome than he was."
I smiled at that. At least I get to know a little about my father. I always wanted to ask what my father's name was so I took this chance as well.
"Mother, I would like to know his name," I said.
Mother's expression changed and the sorrow in her eyes grew. I could also see uncertainty in her blue eyes as if she didn't know how to respond to my question. I waited awkwardly but she just stared at me like that for what it felt like eternity.
"I'm sorry, Trunks. But I don't want to talk about your father anymore." She said as she turned around to look at her blueprints once again.
I was dumbfounded by her answer. Why? Was mother hiding something from me?
I gave up, at least she answered my first question which gave me a few clues about what father was like. It's okay.
"I'm sorry mother. I will not ask you about this again. Thank you for answering my questions. I'm going back to bed now. Rest well, mother." I smiled before I turned my heels and walked back to my room.
The very moment I was out of mother's laboratory, I heard mother broke into tears. Her cry pained me so much. Whatever happened between her and my father was probably very painful to her. I wonder what happened.
Chapter 2: The Mission
One morning, I was having morning breakfast with mother when the news on the radio reported that the Legendary Destroyer was once again causing havoc in the nearby Southwest City. It was very close to our home. I went to the living room to turn the television on the news and found live news on what was happening there. People are running for their lives and the cameraman was shaking as he tried to catch video of the chaos and the panicking and fearful news reporter was telling what was happening but the screams of people was too loud for us to hear what he was saying. Soon, the camera focused on a short man with blonde flame-style hair firing a series of ki blasts at the people and he was laughing maniacally at the slaughter and destruction he's causing. That is Vegeta, the man who called himself the Prince of all Saiyans, the Legendary Destroyer of Worlds. I growled to myself, feeling angry. How I wanted to go there and rip that man to shreds for what he did to the people of Earth and my father.
I could feel something within me snap. There was a beast clawing within me, telling me to go and kill that man. My sight flashed crimson at the desire to kill that man.
But I was snapped out of my trance when my mother snatched the remote off my hands and shut the television down. I blinked at her. The crimson in my sight fading out and I could see normally once again. My mother fixed a glare at me but I could sense that she was somehow, worried and scared.
"Trunks, you should learn how to properly control those powers of yours or you would end up like that man as well." She scolded me.
Yes, I have superhuman powers. I got it from my father, who I heard was a Saiyan just like the Legendary Destroyer himself.
I looked down, embarrassed, "I'm sorry, mother."
The Legend of the Legendary Destroyer's berserker nature was because he was so powerful he could not control his powers anymore and he had succumbed to darkness and insanity, that's why he killed people and destroy the world. That's what mother told me of him as if she knew that man before. She also told me that only one man could have stopped him if only he were not killed by the Legendary Destroyer. That was Son Goku-san. Mother told me that Vegeta and Son Goku were fierce rivals before and that Vegeta was always bound to surpass and kill him after Goku became a Super Saiyan before him. Vegeta, who became a Super Saiyan sometime later, destroyed the Androids who were supposed to destroy Earth twenty-years ago. Then he went on challenging Son Goku-san and ended up killing him. After that, he went on killing the rest of the Earth's Special Forces, which included my father, and then began to wipe out humanity.
He became a killing machine, a mad man. He ended up doing what the Androids would have done at that time.
Now, mother intends to bring me back to the past to warn Goku-san and the Earth's Special Forces of this impending danger.
"Mother…" I said.
"What is it, Trunks?" asked Mother to me.
"I would want to go back to the past as soon as possible. I want to save my father and the Earth from this fate."
My mother smiled. "Alright, son."
From then on, I began to train on my own as mother continued to work on the Time Machine. On the pirate broadcasts, it seemed like every day reports of the Legendary Destroyer would stream in, but I didn't try to do anything pointless.
To avenge all those killed by Vegeta.
I needed to definitely be above him in power. I knew that if I fought without knowing that for sure, I would only die needlessly.
The screams of those attacked by Vegeta echoed in my mind, but I repressed my impatient heart and absorbed myself in training. I could only think about becoming strong, becoming strong, becoming strong…
Oddly, when I began training on my own, I felt that the distance between me and the image of my father that floated in my mind shrunk immensely. I took this as proof that I was doubtlessly doing things correctly.
About a month later, my mother has finally finished the time machine. At that time, I was also able to unlock my Super Saiyan powers within me as well. So I was confident that if I unexpectedly met the Legendary Destroyer in the past, I know I could at least defend myself and somehow survive his wrath as I escape him.
I resolved to ride the time machine. My goal was 20 years in the past. My objective was to warn Son Goku-san of Vegeta's plans, of the future that awaited them.
Before taking off, I hugged my mother in my arms. "I'm going, mother!"
"I'm counting on you, Trunks!" she smiled but she could not stop the tears falling from her eyes.
With mother's reassuring words, I entered the time machine.
Chapter 3: Meeting the Legendary Destroyer
Right from the start, things didn't go as planned because I unexpectedly met the Legendary Destroyer at the backyard garden of Capsule Corporation.
My plan of only meeting Goku-san went amiss. I was worried about not changing history, but for me it was a happy miscalculation... Somehow…
The very first thing I felt when I found him was overwhelming anger. "Vegeta…" I growled his name with unnecessary hatred. My hand automatically grasping the handle of my sword on its holster strapped on my back.
Vegeta glared at me with cold, narrowed suspicious eyes, "You again? What is it this time? Something making you cry?" he demanded at me.
I was confused at first. He was actually talking to me. It was as if he knew of me.
"What are you talking about? We never met before! And I'm here to beat you!" I shouted back at him.
Vegeta's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, completely didn't know what I was talking about. Of course, by this time he wasn't as demented as the Vegeta in my world but I will not let it happen to this world. I have to finish him now while I still have the chance.
"Wh-What do you mean?" he asked.
Out of my anger, I pulled my sword out of its holster and charged at him using it. To my surprise, he easily caught the blade between his two fingers.
"What?!"
He just stared at me, blinking his eyes. His brows still furrowed in confusion. "Hey now, what's wrong with you, boy?" he asked.
I growled, "I'm going to kill you!" I screamed at him as I transformed into a Super Saiyan. I felt my powers flare inside of me and I became more powerful. Vegeta became alerted at this and instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan himself. He grabbed my wrist and unceremoniously threw me into the ground, which shattered upon my impact. I immediately got to my feet and charged at him once again. The shock on his face was priceless but he immediately snapped out of it when I swung my sword towards him. Vegeta unexpectedly grabbed my wrist once again, snatched my sword out of my hands, leaped behind me and twisted my arm around.
I heard my arm cracked as my humerus dislocated from my shoulder socket and I screamed out loud. Vegeta pushed me into the ground and then I felt the cold blade of my own sword on my neck.
"What do you think you're doing attacking me like that, boy? Are you crazy?!" he asked me.
I was breathless. I was stupid. Stupid. I knew that the Legendary Destroyer was this powerful and I knew I would never be a match against him and yet I still attacked him, blinded by my own rage.
Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. I thought to myself. The image of my crying mother appeared on my mind and I am worried of what would happen to her if I die in here.
Vegeta just stared at me. He just watched at my reaction in puzzlement. After a few seconds, in which I thought I would die immediately, he let out a sigh and let me go. I fell into the ground, panting.
"So you are not that Trunks, eh?" he said as he threw my sword back at me. It ended up stuck on the ground before me.
Huh? What does he mean I am not that Trunks?
"Pick yourself up, boy. You're such a disgrace." He mumbled.
I picked myself up and glared at him. So the Legend was right after all. He was this powerful, indeed.
"What?" Vegeta demanded me. From the looks on his face, it looked as if he was annoyed at me.
Afraid that I might end up provoking his wrath even further, I stepped back away from him as I grabbed my sword and returned it on its holster, "As expected of the Legendary Destroyer, alright. Time to retreat! " I smiled wryly. Vegeta blinked at me in bewilderment before I released my aura and took off into the sky.
"H-Hey wait! Trunks! What do you mean? What's this legend?" I heard him ask me but I ignored him.
Why does he know me? Does the Vegeta in my world know of me as well? If that was the case then why didn't he kill me all these twenty years if he knew that someone having Saiyan blood like himself still existed?
Chapter 4: My Mother's Best Friend, Son Goku-san
Terribly confused, I stood on a place where I first arrived on this world. I still could not understand why Vegeta reacted that way to me as if he knew of me. The battle we had earlier replayed on my mind, and I was angry at myself for being too aggressive enough. I was lucky to have survived that. Vegeta had intentionally let me go, without killing me or beating me to a pulp. Well, aside from my dislocated arm, of course. It was as if this was just a result of him being defensive and not out of bloodlust or sadistic desires. That was very unlikely of the Legendary Destroyer I know.
I sensed two energies approaching my location and I recognized it to be that of Vegeta and of someone with a pure heart. I turned my eyes towards the two approaching figures and found the man clad in orange gi. Seeing him, I had the feeling that this was the man I was sent in here to look for.
It was Son Goku-san.
They both landed before me. I stared at Goku-san's form with awe. Meeting him for the first time, he was stronger and more reliable warrior than I had thought.
"Perhaps this person just might change the future." The light of hope burned in my chest. I turned my eyes towards the shorter Saiyan behind him and frowned. Vegeta just stared at me coldly and then he turned his eyes towards Goku-san.
"Hmmm… Yeah, you're right. He's acting towards you oddly," Goku-san was saying to Vegeta as he scratched the side of his head.
"Hmph!" Vegeta snorted as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Kakarot, you could talk to him and ask him what the hell was his problem with me! I'm going home!" he ordered Goku-san as he turned around. Goku grabbed his arm and said, "No, Vegeta. You'll stay here and hear what he's about to say."
Vegeta turned to him, glaring at him darkly. It felt as if the two of them had engaged into a fierce glare battle. I could feel their powers trying to overwhelm the other and with just their glares alone. I could only be awed by Goku-san's ability to stand to the Legendary Destroyer like this. Perhaps, mother was right about him. He could only be the only person to prevent Vegeta from destroying the world.
After what it seemed like eternity, Vegeta looked away as he snatched his arm off Goku-san's grasp, "Fine!" he gritted his teeth, his dark eyes darting to his left as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Goku-san turned to me and said, "So Trunks, what's the deal with Vegeta? Why did you attack him?"
I showed no hostility towards Goku-san as I told him of what happened in the world where I came from.
"Huh? But he's not that bad of a guy… And besides for that future to happen he has to kill me first," Goku-san said as he turned his worried eyes towards Vegeta who, after hearing my story, looked kind of puzzled, as if he was wondering if there was any possibility of that to happen.
Vegeta sighed and then glared at me darkly, "Is that why you came all the way in here? Being told of what to do and of not what to do annoys me so much, boy." He growled.
I stood up and returned his glare with more intense hate, "I won't let you destroy this world, Vegeta. For the sake of the future, just die already!"
He just stared at me, as if he was looking for any signs of uncertainty in me. Or was he confused on what to do? On how to deal with this kind of situation?
Before I could charge at the Saiyan Prince, Goku-san stepped in. "Stop it, you two. We will deal with this without shedding some blood."
"Shut up, Kakarot! Let the boy be satisfied with his so called 'revenge'." Vegeta told him.
"No! I won't let any of you do this."
"If you're going to step in then I have to fight with you instead!"
Chapter 5: My Father is…?!
Vegeta then charged at Goku-san, the both of them instantly transforming into Super Saiyans. I watched at their battle in awe. They're completely out of my league. It felt as if I was on a nightmare. The shockwaves caused by their battle was causing the world to be destroyed, and I could feel that Goku-san was using all his power to prevent Vegeta's powers from destroying the world completely.
Their powers were amazing.
But I fear that Goku-san might lose this battle and if that happens then the future that has happened in my world might happen here too.
Suddenly, I sensed a familiar energy approaching. I saw a plane coming towards the battlefield. The plane was drawn to the energies caused by Goku-san and Vegeta's battle and then I heard a familiar scream.
Inside the plane was my mother, younger than she was in my world.
I watched in complete shock as I realized that my mother was in danger. But what happened next made me even more shocked. I never expected for that to happen.
It was Vegeta, appearing before my mother and saving her from danger.
He has saved a life. My mother's life, and I just stood there, watching in complete disbelief. How could someone like him, a heartless monster who has killed billions of lives without mercy and remorse, save the life of my mother?
Goku-san descended beside me, his face had a happy smile as he watched at Vegeta and my mother as he descended before us. My mother was in his arms. He was carrying her bridal style.
My mother was angry at him, she was yelling at his ear, "What do you think you're doing, jerk? Are you trying to kill me?!"
"Why are you blaming me?! It was you who came in here in the first place!" he yelled back at her.
"I… I was just worried about you, you jerk…"
My mother's worried of Vegeta? I was so dumbfounded by what I'm seeing.
With that, Vegeta blushed as he looked away, "i…Idiot… I… I don't need your worries… Save your worries for yourself…"
"What? Don't tell me you're worried of me that you came to save me?"
"D-Don't be stupid… I didn't save you or anything, you idiot…!"
My mother smiled back at him and said, "Stop being so shy. Thanks for saving me, Vegeta," then she kissed him.
W-What the hell?!
The look on Vegeta's face was priceless and he let her go, causing mother to fall into her butt on the ground, "S-Stop it! Damn you for catching me off guard like that!"
"Ouch! Why did you do that for, you jerk?!"
Goku-san tried to stifle his laughter on my side.
"I… I don't understand…" I shook my head in disbelief.
Goku-san turned to me, "Huh? Trunks? Why are you looking at them that way? Don't tell me that you didn't know that Vegeta's your father?"
"WHAT?! Vegeta's my father?!"
Goku-san, Vegeta and my mother all turned their heads towards me as if I grew another head.
Vegeta glared at me and announced, "Yes, Trunks. I am your father!"
My shock upon this revelation was painful. For twenty staking years I have always been longing for my father, and without knowing that the very enemy I cursed to hell so many times was the very father I was longing for.
I couldn't help but feel guilty.
My mother's blue eyes then turned towards me, "Trunks? Oh Trunks! It's you!" she then ran towards me and wrapped her slender arms around my neck. "Oh I missed you so much, my son!"
"Ehem… Excuse me, but he's not that Trunks, Bulma," Vegeta told her.
'What do you mean?"
"This Trunks came from another future." Goku-san explained.
After hearing the whole story from Goku-san, Bulma could not understand why the Vegeta from the future did what he did while I wondered the same thing.
"What do you think, Vegeta? It's yourself so you might know the answer to their questions," asked Goku-san.
Vegeta looked down into the ground, deep in thought. He walked around and we simply watched at him. To my surprise, the look of his back looked exactly the same as what appeared in my dreams.
After a few minutes of thinking it over, he turned to us. His cold, narrowed eyes bore into us, "It is true that without any enemies and challenges, I would grow bored anyway. But… Something must have happened. At that time, my original plan was after I destroyed the Androids I would deal with Kakarot and then leave the Earth and never come back again. I would have probably gone back to my plans of dominating the universe. If what you're telling me is that my future counterpart stayed on Earth and killed humanity and destroyed this world was true, it was probably because he was trapped."
"Trapped?"
"Probably someone didn't let me off the Earth," Vegeta told us then he turned his eyes towards Bulma and frowned. "She probably refused to build me a spaceship for me to take off. And that caused the other me to go berserk."
"If that was true then I would have thought that after you killed Son-kun and the others, that you might blow up the Earth from outer space once you leave." My mother explained.
We all turned towards Vegeta and waited for his reaction, "I never considered destroying the Earth if my plans went on. Heck, I have a son on this planet and I wouldn't want him to get in the crossfire!"
And then realization hit Goku-san as if he was struck by lightning, "That's it, Trunks!"
My eyes darted towards him, "Huh?"
"Why don't you go back to the future and tell Vegeta that you are his son! It might be the way to save him from his own… uh…" Goku-san was saying.
"…Insanity…" Vegeta continued.
"Yeah, that…"
But… but… I can't just do that… Unlike the Vegeta in here, the Vegeta in my world is nothing but a monster. He won't probably recognize me and kill me instead.
"What? Don't tell me you're afraid, boy?" Vegeta asked me, a sinister smirk on his lips as he glared at me.
I looked down and admitted, "I'm afraid, yes."
He just glared at me and then as if he understood, he nodded towards me. "Oh yes, I know that. Even at this time if your powers aren't enough to match me, how much more of that of my future counterpart? But… even so, you are my son. So you clearly would have inherited something from me. I saw the Saiyan Pride in you when you attacked me earlier. Where has it gone to? Did it disappear when you realized that the enemy whom you hated so much was your own father? You must have loved your family and those feelings are what were stopping you now. It's making you soft. You should forget those feelings, boy. If you truly wanted to save your father then you should do what's necessary."
"What do you mean?"
"The other Trunks who came here before you…" my father was saying, "He had a hard time spending time with me when he was in here. And yet he has proved himself worthy of being my son. You, on the other hand, should do the same to your father in the future. In order to do so, you must take my advice. Train, get stronger and prove yourself worthy and then he might be saved. You must face him, even if it's on a battlefield."
Then I realized how Vegeta must have understood this. Yes. Of course, it was himself. He knew what of he would have done and what he would have wanted if the case was presented to him on a situations.
"Father, I wish for you to train me."
Vegeta gave me a serious glare and I gave him a glare as equally as his as I could. My resolve was unwavering and all I wanted to save my father in the future from his own insanity.
After a few seconds of glaring showdown my father let out a wide smirk, "As you wish, my son. But I'm warning you now. I'm not a soft hearted teacher. I will train you until you puke blood! So you better prepare yourself!"
With that, I resolve to save my world and my father fueled me to get stronger.
Chapter 6: Home
I trained with Vegeta in the Room of Space and Time for a year, which was actually just a day on Earth. During my training, I get to know more about my father and of course, get to spend more time with him. During that entire year, I have found a different side to Vegeta that I never thought he (or rather his future counterpart) would ever have. Yes, he was a cruel and strict teacher. He never held back any punches, not even his strength during our sparring sessions. But I learned that he was a proud and honorable warrior too. My mother from the future was right about him. He was very proud, stern... and somehow lonely. He could be cruel and strict but I could sense that he indeed has a soft side (yes, I have seen it when he saved my younger mother in this world). There was one time when I collapsed on the ground and I woke up in a bed, bandaged. He has taken good care of me though he would not mention it. I wonder if my father from the future would have a chance to be like this.
"Father, I would like to ask you a few things."
"What is it?" he said, his eyes were curious.
"Did you ever think back then that you would end up like what you are now?"
Vegeta looked away from me as he stared at the empty space before him.
"Honestly, I didn't."
"Why?"
"When I was a child, I always believe that I was destined to become the strongest warrior in this universe. By my power, I shall become the ruler the universe. I was ambitious and selfish back then. I mean it when I say that did not plan that for the good of the universe. Power and strength were everything to me, it was my pride. Well… not until I realized that I have other things important to me than my foolish ambitions and thirst for power."
"Do you think that I could really save him? Your future self, I mean?"
"Of course," he answered.
"Why do you think so?"
"There was a time…" he replied. "…when I tried to turn my back against your mother and the you in this world. I thought I could easily forget about whatever feelings I have for them if I return to the evil Saiyan that I was before I met your mother. It failed though. I realized that no matter how I tried to deny my growing emotions, there's no stopping it. My family is a more important thing to me than my anger and my lust for power."
When he told me that, I realized that I didn't come from twenty years but only nine years from the future.
When my training with my father was complete and it was time for me to return to the future, father told me this, "Do not be afraid, my son. You and only you could save my future counterpart from his primal Saiyan urges. Whatever it takes, do not ever bring your mother before him."
I do not know why he told me that though.
"If ever you fail, at least try to survive and then return to me. I will come with you in there and I will return him back to his senses myself. Am I clear?"
"Yes father."
"Then go. Remember, you've made me proud, my son."
I waved him goodbye and entered my time machine. As I set the coordinates of the destination, I saw father's proud smirk before he disappeared before me.
It was a pretty quick travel though. And I found myself on the backyard garden of my home. I leaped out of the time machine and encapsulated it back to its capsule. I walked inside the house, wondering where my mother is. I realized that she could have been inside her laboratory, tinkering something.
When I came to mother's laboratory, I found her fixing what it looked to me was a spaceship. I do not know what that is for.
"I'm home," I said. Mother was surprised and she turned her head towards me.
"Trunks? Is that you Trunks?" she asked, as she fixed her eyeglasses on her face.
"Yes, mom. It is me." I smiled.
The bright smile that stretched on her lips made my heart melt. "Trunks, my son! You're back in one piece!" she cried out as she stumbled towards me and wrapped her slender arms around me. "Oh, my son! You looked like you grew up stronger. And your hair is long."
"I trained inside the Room of Space and time… with father…"
My mother suddenly quieted as she looked at me in surprise.
I smiled back at her, "Do not worry, mother. Father explained it all to me, along with you… the younger you, I mean."
She looked at me in puzzlement.
I told her what happened of my adventures in the past. My mother was clearly surprised that the Vegeta from the past saved the Bulma from the past from a plane crash. She was even more shocked when I told her that he helped her to raise the me in that past. She couldn't help but wonder, "Why?" in a sad and jealous way.
I told her because the Vegeta in that world has never killed Goku and the others. I also told her of the words that Vegeta told of me about how his family became important to him than his ambitions. It was really different from what happened in here.
"We even talked about why the Vegeta in this timeline turned out to be the way he is. The Vegeta from the past said that if he could have killed Goku at the time of the Androids, he would have killed the rest that would get in his way and then leave the Earth. He said he has no intention of killing humanity or destroying it because he knows that he has a son on this planet. He told me that it could have been your fault why the Vegeta in this world ended up like this. He said he was probably trapped and he wanted to get out of this world. He was bored, feeling empty so he does what he does. Vegeta also said that his future self was probably following his Saiyan primal instincts that's why became as insane as he is."
Mother didn't speak even as I ended my story. She just stared on the window. I could see the regret in her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her and said, "Please do not worry, mother. I do not hate you for trying to hide me the truth about my father. I understand. Father and the you in the past explained." I smiled back at her as I kissed her forehead.
She turned to me, her blue eyes filled with tears. "It's my fault, Trunks. It's all my fault!" she cried.
"Mother, it is okay. There is still a chance for us to save father. I will come to him and introduce myself as his son. If it comes to a battle, then so be it. I will win and I will save him." I said with overwhelming confidence.
"I will come with you."
"No, mother. The Vegeta from the past told me that I should not bring you before him."
"Don't worry. I will not show myself to him."
"Okay."
Epilogue
When I arrived at the North City, Vegeta-san was just done obliterating the entire city into a barren wasteland. He was laughing madly and boisterously. I carefully land a few meters behind him, mother was in my arms. I gently put mother down to her feet before we looked at my mad father before us. I swallowed nervously. He was very different from the Vegeta I met in the past. I really I could save him.
My mother put her hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at her and saw a reassuring smile on her face, "You can do it, Trunks."
I nodded back in acceptance, her words encouraging my nervous heart. I faced father's direction and bravely stepped forward. The sound of his laughter slowly died as he probably sensed my presence.
"F-Father?"
He slowly turned his head around to look at me. I have found that his eyes were all white, distant and glassy. The pupils and irises of his eyes were completely gone. He was blinded by his own insanity. But I will save him.
"It is me. Trunks, your son." I began to introduce myself, smiling back at me. "Do you remember me? I was still a baby when you last saw me. Look, I grew up big and strong, a worthy warrior and son to you.
"Please, come back to your senses. Come back and live with me, with mom and we can change everything. You can stop this madness now and live happily with us. Please!"
Father blinked at me for a few moments, his brows furrowing at the thought. He's probably asking himself who I was but doesn't seem to recognize me. Vegeta let out a toothy evil grin before he threw his head back and let out a mad laughter, "Bwahahahahahahahahaha! Foolish boy, I don't have a son, especially not a stupid looking brat as you!"
My eyes widened in shock, "B-b-but I…" he must remember me. I know he remembers me. Maybe it was one reason why I still live. Why he has not killed me and mother.
Father lowered his head, glaring at me with his soulless blank white eyes, "I have no family or any foolish attachments. Strength and power are the only things that matter in this world. I don't care about anything else."
"But please, please! Remember me, I know you remember me!" I cried out, I was desperate. Perhaps the loneliness of a child growing up without him on my side and seeing him for the first time and wanting acceptance made me to do this. I know he could be saved, just as how the other Vegeta from the past was saved by his family from his lust for power. I grabbed him by his shoulders, tears falling from my eyes. "It's me, Trunks, please remember that I am your son, your son with Bulma Briefs – !"
It was a mistake though. I knew that if I ever mentioned about mother he would grow more livid. That is what the other Vegeta warned me about. And I ignored it.
At the mention of mother's name, Vegeta's expression changed. He grew angrier than before. "You annoy me, brat!" he slapped my arm away from him and punched me so hard on my face I felt as if several of my facial bones was crushed. I fell into the ground, screaming in pain as I clutched at my face.
"Don't you ever dare mention that foolish woman's name in front of me again! NEVER!" I heard him growl menacingly.
Mentioning mother's name was my biggest mistake. And I knew I failed at that time.
Abruptly, I felt a scorching heat engulf my entire body. I knew it was him, killing me. All I felt back then was regret. Not because I had that mistake, but because I failed to save my father. My training with the other Vegeta from the past didn't even pay off. I was not even able to fight back. He was right; it was my feelings for my father that failed me on saving him.
I am sorry, father. I failed you.
Author's Notes: That's all for now. By the next chapter let me warn all of you that it may become even more confusion with the enter of the Saiyan Gods from the Seventh Universe. Please take note of the universe number so you wouldn't get so confused. Also, take note of this:
Seventh Universe - The one from Dragon Ball Z. 7th Universe Vegeta is the creator of the 13th Universe. He has a partner, Goku of the 7th Universe. They are students of the God of Destruction of the 7th Universe, Beerus.
Thirteenth Universe - created by 7th Vegeta. The Universe in which the main character of this fanfic came from. He will be called 13th Vegeta, the creator of the 14th Universe. This universe has been destroyed by 13th Vegeta before he transferred to the 14th Universe
Fourteenth Universe - created by 13th Vegeta. The Universe in which Bulma, the main character of this fanfic came from. The main setting of this fanfic as well.
Don't worry, by the time I finish this story I will create a timeline of events and the chapter number so people won't get confused anymore.
Now, let me answer some of the reviews.
Review: Vegeta should have made it up to that Bulma. Can't he turn back time and save her instead of creating a new universe?
Answer: Vegeta could turn back time like Whis can do but it would only be as limited as his. Vegeta decided to create a new universe so he could freely control the universe to his own will. As the Creator of the 14th universe, he could freely control the flow of time and other elements of that universe. He used this power to erase the existence of those he didn't like, or alter memories or he could actually make things earlier like he did with the Androids. However, there are also limitations to his power over his creations. For example, he cannot control the decisions of his creations, like make Bulma love him the way he wanted or prevent Piccolo or some others from knowing the truth. He also cannot erase the existence of those who do not belong to the universe he created like he did with Irami back on chapter 30. Since the thirteenth Universe belongs to the Vegeta of the Seventh Universe, our 13th Vegeta cannot control it so he decided to create one for himself using the powers he borrowed from Demigra.
Review: This story is getting confusing. I can't keep up with all the dates. I only care for the present universe.
Answer: Hmmm... I don't get why you are so confused when I tried to place all the details through the dates. I remember I already warned readers a long time ago, (I think it was around chapter 14 or 15) to take note of the dates and time so you won't get confused. What for is the effort I put on it if you would simply ignore them? Anyways, reviews like this somehow is a success to me.
Review: the author is so evil and twisted to kill vegeta just like that
Answer: Really? Thank you.
Review: The big question is that will he really kill Bulma again? Or won't he?
Answer: The big question is that can he really kill her again?