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Chapter 5

Trunks

By

Bulma

The young man appeared on one of the bases of Earth. He sighed heavily as he looked around at the barren place. It was still hard to believe he was once born and raised here at one time. His name was Trunks, Prince Trunks Vegeta Briefs to be exact. He was the result of Prince Vegeta of all Saiyans and the heiress of Capsule Corporation Bulma Briefs's union. He shoved his hands deep inside his pants pocket and headed inside the fortress. He was slightly annoyed he was sent on another errand mission.

He walked throughout the building til he came to a desk. A young woman looked at Trunks over her book and through her black horn rimmed glasses. "Well, well haven't seen you in a while tiger." she purred seductively. "Save it. I'm here for the prisoners O-Ren sent me for." he told her coldly. "Come on Trunkise Wunkise! Don't tell me you are still mad about what I did to your concubine? I was just having a little fun with her." she pouted her bottom lip out at him. "Take me to the prisoners." he hissed dangerously low. "You know Trunks, sometimes you need to get your head out of your ass!" she told him angrily and buzzed him in.

-Bulma/Vegeta!-

For 13 hours they have been held captive in a small cell. Bulma sat in a corner of the cell, watching Vegeta try and break down the door. He couldn't even manage to put a dent in it. Vegeta stopped and sunk to the ground on the opposite wall of Bulma. "Not a word Onna." he hissed. He had been at this for hours because Bulma told him he couldn't break it. Now Bulma proved she was right. Bulma glared at him. "Not my fault we are here asshole! If you didn't go psycho and try to hijack my invention, which by the way I pointed out I HAD NO TESTED DUMBASS, we would not be in this mess!" "Damnit Woman! I said not another word!" Vegeta snapped.

"No need to fucking yell at me because you are not strong enough to get us the fuck out of this mess!" Bulma retorted as she brought her knees to her chest and hugged herself. Vegeta violently stood up. "Wench! I'll fucking kill you!" "Then who would rebuild a time machine mother fucker! You! Oh good luck oh that dumbass! If you can't get us out of here, I would LOVE to see you build something that took me fucking years to accomplish! I hope they kill you here! Because it will be one less asshole in the universe to deal with!" Bulma coldly yelled at him. Vegeta began to power up. "Then I , at least, will have the pleasure of your blood spilt upon my hands!" Vegeta hissed and formed a ki in the palm of his hand. With the other, he yanked Bulma up off the ground and held her in midair.

He didn't choke her, held her in a position where she couldn't escape. Bulma stared at him with unblinking eyes. Vegeta was in her face. Bulma could feel the heat radiate off the ki, yet she did not struggle to move. "Go ahead and do it Big Boy! Prove yourself a Big Man!" she firmly told him. Vegeta was taken aback at Bulma's bravery. Just where in the 7 hells did it come from all of a sudden? The moment was interrupted however by the sound of a door opening. "What the hell is going on here!" yelled a voice in front of their cell.

There were 2 men. One that had brought them to the cell and the young man with lavender locks. The Prison Guard banged on the cell. Bulma and Vegeta looked to see them. The Ki disappeared and Vegeta slowly lowered Bulma down and let her go. He then stood back. "I demand you let me out! Keep the vile creature! She is a weakling and a sniveling fool! You would get along with her! But I am the Prince of all Saiyans! Do not mess with me and release me at once!" Vegeta demanded. The Guard laughed at Vegeta's face. "Yeah right! Everyone knows the Saiyans are extinct! The only one left is him and he is the Prince of all Saiyans! Hell, even a moron can tell you that!" laughed the Guard some more.

A look of shocked and pure resentment crossed over Vegeta's features. Bulma was just as shocked as he, and of course Trunks paled and was at a loss of words. Right before him was the very people he thought he would never see again. All he could do was stare as his mind went numb with shock. "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A LIAR AND SAY THAT HALF-BREED STUPID BRAT I-" the Guard came storming in and whacked Vegeta behind the head. Vegeta's eyes rolled to the back and he slumped to the ground unconscious.

Bulma let out a whimper and covered her mouth. Blood seeped out and trickled down his temple. Bulma could only gaze helplessly and terrified of the 2 men before her. "Damn annoying bastard! He's been like that all day!" The Guard in turn glanced at Bulma and licked his lips. "She's been like that as well. But now the bitch has closed her mouth, she ain't half bad!" he turned to Trunks. "Say, put in a good word for me to O-Ren if she puts that one up for sale to be a concubine? I could use something like that around here. What do you say? You scratch my back and I scratch yours?" he asked with a pervertish grin to Trunks.

Bulma began to tremble. He was discussing her as tool, a piece of ass. Just what had this future come to? Trunks narrowed his eyes at the man before him. He felt his Mother's fear traveling from the sickening feeling in his stomach to the tips of his toes and fingers. "Leave." was all that he could manage to speak out.

The Guard's grin turned to that of anger. "What the hell's your problem! You all ready have your whore! You need to share the rest!" He argued. Trunks's fist clenched in sheer fury. "Unless you want me to spread your innards to every inch of this cell as some sort of paint job. I suggest you leave right now so I can do my job." Trunks hissed angrily. The Guard gulped as he saw the seriousness in Trunks's eyes. He knew the stories of the merciless man and how he's the right hand of O-Ren.

"Very well Hybrid." the Guard hissed Trunks's most hateful pet name. Trunks restrained himself from killing the bastard. Bulma was terrified as it was. The Guard left by slamming the door. Trunks turned to the open cell and gazed at his trembling Mother. He started to walk in and Bulma backed as far as she could into the corner. She squeezed her eyes shut and held on tightly to her knees. "Vegeta…" she whimpered the unconscious Saiyan's name. Vegeta did not stir.

All ready she could feel the tears begin to fall from her orbs. She was so scared and she felt so utterly helpless and weak at the circumstances of the situation. She was at the mercy of this evil man. Trunks slowly entered the cell as not to scare her even more. He felt her fear wash over him like waves. It made him almost sick to his stomach as he saw her in this position. But it was all more shockingly weird. What happened? How did his parents manage to make it here? He needed to know what happened and what went down.

He kneeled before her and put a gentle hand on her shoulder. His eyes soften as he gazed upon his Mother. "It's okay. Listen I'm here to help you. But I need to know what happened." He softly spoke to her. Bulma trembled even more under his touch. She couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze. "Pl-please d-don't ra-rape m-m-me…" she whimpered. Trunks had to resist the urge not to be sick right there in front of her. He regained himself and sat next to her. "I won't let anyone hurt you all right? I promise you and I'm here to take you and Da-Vegeta out of here to a safe place. But you need to tell me what happened?" he tried to explain.

"Don't you think I have? You wouldn't' believe me even if I told you…" she lifted her gaze to him as the first of many tears fell silently down her cheek. Trunks felt so sorry for her. It must have been a horrible day. "Then let me be the judge of that all right?" he took his hand to her temple and closed his eyes. He opened the Mother/Child bond between them. He blocked his mind from her as she wouldn't feel or see anything from him. He could see all of her memories. He saw everything and Bulma could only sit in confusion. Trunks reopened his eyes and looked at her. "Don't worry. I am going to take care of you, but I am going to need you to trust me. Can you do that?"

Bulma shook her head no. "Please, let us go. We mean no harm. Please leave us alone." Bulma begged him softly. "Bulma, you need to understand something. You and Vegeta are in grave danger. If they found out where you came from, you would be in trouble. I'm going to help you both, but you need to trust me. If I am lying, would I be telling you any of this?" he asked. "How do you know my name and where we come from?" Bulma asked. "I can't tell you that, but do you trust me?" Trunks asked. Bulma didn't move for a few moments before she shook her head yes.

Trunks let out a relief breath. "All right, lets get you both out of here." Trunks stood up and went to his unconscious Father. Bulma gingerly got up off the ground and timidly walked over to Trunks. "Okay, I need you to hold onto my arms." Bulma did not question and did as he told her. Bulma could not have seen what was coming next as Trunks put 2 fingers to his brow and they disappeared.

-Trunks's Quarters!-

A young woman with beautiful raven hair came into her 16 year old Daughter's room. Her Daughter curled on the warm floor and the woman smiled warmly down at her child as she kneeled before her. "Another spot tonight, Sanshi?" the woman asked. "Mmmhmm. I like it here tonight." the young girl with matching hair as her Mother and beautiful blue eyes of her Father looked up at her Mother. "Mom, where is Dad?" she asked half sleepily. "He had to work late again tonight. Don't worry, he'll be home before too long." she smiled and leaned down to hurt her Daughter good-night.

After she pulled away she heard the sound of someone coming in. "Well, get some sleep. I'll tell Daddy to come in to check up on you." Venux, the mate of Trunks and Mother of their child, stood up and looked down at her sleeping Daughter. She smiled as her heart swelled. She shut off the light and closed the door behind her with a soft click. Venux walked out of the hallway and into the living room. She came to the site of Trunks laying Vegeta on the couch and a nervous Bulma looking around.

"Um, Trunks? What is going on here?" she asked rather confused. Trunks stood up and turned to Bulma. "Stay here with him. I have to go talk to my mate. Don't go anywhere, okay?" Bulma nodded yes and Trunks gently took Venux by the hand to their bedroom. Venux was beyond confused and once the door was closed, she gave Trunks a very puzzled look. "Care to explain what is going on?" "Venux, those people, did they at all look familiar to you?" her mate timidly asked her.

Venux shook her head no. Trunks took out a beautiful locket of pure saffire from around his neck and Venux's eyes grew wide in shock. "B-But how! It's not possible!" she cried. "They built a time machine as well. To make a long story short, Mom and Dad went 20 years into the future instead of the past and their time machine couldn't handle the time. They were found out by O-Ren lackeys and now she wants them. I don't know for sure but I don't think she knows about them; otherwise it would very, very chaotic. I can't turn them over Venux. Gods, knows what she will do if she finds out." Trunks explained.

"So what's the plan?" Venux asked after getting over the shock. "They are going to stay here and I am going to take the heat from O-Ren. After that, we will work from there." "Trunks…" Venux whimpered, knowing what O-Ren would do to him. He grabbed her shoulders and kissed her gently as he embraced her. "I know, but we will make due. You know how I felt about this. Please protect them." he whispered softly into her ear. Venux nodded yes and wrapped her arms around him, her mate. Kami she didn't want to lose him to O-Ren again.