Tap, tap, tap

A strange sound invades my sleep. Heavy and slow. There's a pattern to it. I feel drool seeping down from the corner of my mouth as I raise my neck. My head pulsates and I get a sharp pain in my eye. Forgot about my accident earlier. I'm sore, but still glad for the pain. Makes me feel like a fighter. My arms and legs feel stiff on the mattress.

I realize I've only been sleeping for a couple hours when I see the darkness outside. Won't be long though, until sun comes up, big and orange, creeping over the horizon. Father will be back soon. Miss him. Don't know why. I feel strange. Must have not noticed the feeling when I woke up, but now it's a clear nauseating sensation inside my tummy.

Tap, tap, tap

Scared now. I climb from my bed and a pang of dizziness over encumbers me. I clench my palm to my forehead in an attempt to make it steady. I force my eyes open. Outside, through the window above my mattress, I see something that made shadows creep and slip across my bedroom walls. Someone is on the other side of the wall. Using my most favorite, but restricted talent, I float my body upwards to get a better view outdoors. Father doesn't let me fly a lot. Hasn't since I clunked my head on the ceiling too many times.

A startled yelp catches in my throat. I slap a hand over my mouth. With only the late evening meal yesterday resting in my stomach and being barely awake, I struggled to see. A short distance away were two silhouettes. One was looking down at it's shoes. The other stood in a way my Father did whenever he wanted to be most intimidating. More scared now. Something is way off. The sickening feeling in my belly rises and rises until it reaches my throat. Now I could tell they were quite strong. Hadn't had a clue why I knew that.

"Nothing is here!" said one of them, it's voice coming clear and loud through my window. I held my hand tight over my lips to make sure they couldn't hear me back if I made a noise. Sounded female. Which means the other one was male. I knew this from what Father had told me (which wasn't very much) about things outside of these containing walls. Says there's two kinds of us in the world. Males and females. Boys and girls. Women and Men. Didn't understand why two things had so many different names. All I knew was that was a boy, like Father. Had to be tough. Girls had to be pretty. Gross. Told Father that I didn't like females. They sounded stupid and lazy. He smacked me and told me I shouldn't say that. Told me 'Mother' was a female and she could be just as strong as any man. Shut my mouth after that when I felt his glare burn at me for insulting women.

The other's head rose up to look at the female. "You know damn well there's something here. You don't remember what Vegeta said all those years ago? It's better to play it safe and contain this rookie now." She scoffed.

"Oh, shut up, Seventeen," Her hand fluttered up into her hair. The moonlight above them shone unto her face which I only saw for a quick moment. Little by little, my hand fell from it's grip at my jaw. I was shocked to see her face. Girls really were pretty! Dazzling cerulean eyes. Her face was flawless. No wonder Father didn't like me to insult such pretty things. As quickly as I saw her face, her hair swept back unto her face, hiding her once again.

"Are you stupid? There is no chance in hell he actually went through with it. Why do you think that, anyways?" Who was she talking about? My thoughts quickly faded as I forced myself to pay more attention to why they were here. Vegeta. What was that? They continued to argue as I thought. Suddenly, wheels began to rotate in my brain and I realize Vegeta must be those monsters Father is always complaining about! Good thing they were on our side. Should go and talk to them.

I let out a loud breath I didn't know I was holding in and a fog sprayed against the window. The silhouettes pivot their heads in my direction. Oh, crud.

"Did you see that?" says the woman. I freeze, hoping they would look past me.

Tap, tap, tap

The man began to walk towards me, steady and stolid. On his fifth step, he was out of the shadows. I intake a sharp breath. There was something off about this man. He looks too much like the woman, but still looks like a man. His eyes were meaner, but just as blue. His hair was dark, even though the woman's was very light and pale. An oddly calm look stretches across his face and, surprisingly, at the same time he looked dangerous. Didn't think talking to him was a good idea anymore. Even more strangely, he began to smile, and still, his mean eyes didn't change.

"Hello," He stopped when he got a few feet away from my window. Behind him, the prettier one followed. Said nothing back. Don't think I ever talked to anyone before, other than Father. Good opportunity to show him how cool I was. Gave him a gnarly face with my eyebrows narrowed and my lips curved down.

"Not a big talker, are you?" He said. Finally at his side, the woman stood. Her arms slightly widen from their position at her chest. Surprisingly, she looked even more shocked to see me than I was to see her. Didn't like it. Knew she thought I was ugly. Began to get a temper, as Father calls it, and my fists tighten at my sides.

"Stop lookin' at me like that!" I shouted at her through the window. As if she didn't even hear me she stared on. Her head faintly swiveled towards the man.

"Do you realize who thi-" His hand flew up and nearly smacked her in the face. The staring contest we weren't having finally broke from her sight and her face cringed in anger at the man. She slapped his hand out of her face and went back to how she looked earlier.

"Trunks, is it?"

I jumped back in the air a bit. How in the world did this stranger know my name?! My head began to feel worse as I grew more mad. Didn't like that he thought he was smarter than me. Gotta gain back respect.

"And you must be a dumbass! I'm not Trunks!" I snapped at him, flecks of my spit splattered the window.

The man seemed to be fighting the urge to freak out on me, I always saw the same face on Father when he was training me to become a Super Saiyan. The female's eyelids shut a little closer together and her glare hardened. Wasn't scared of them. I'll knock both their heads in.

"Calm down, kid. We're your friends." The man softly said up to me. The woman latched onto his arm and pulled him back.

"The fuck do you think you're doing?" Clearly annoyed by his partner's uncertainty, he shoved her off. I saw his eyes stare into her, giving the I'll-explain-later look. I began to calm down my anger as he said, but my suspicion climbed abruptly. Was mad at the woman for not liking me. Wish she'd like me and think I was handsome. Guess now was my chance to impress them.

"Don't like how you two donkeys treat me. I'll go out and kick both your butts if you don't bow down to me!" With that I raise my fist so they both could see it and smashed a dent through my wall. I gave them a scary smirk when I saw them both with wide eyes. Couldn't help but giggle. Hope they didn't hear it.

"That's his son for sure..." The woman uttered. Did they know Father? The must have if they knew I was someone's son. This must mean they really were our friends. The man closed his slightly parted lips and his eyes floated back to me.

"You know Father?" I blurted out. The female swiftly swung her head at the man. Don't know why. He looked at her and smiled. Then back at me. He nodded.

"Wow! You two can spar with me!" I was excited! Two new friends. Never had friends. Only Father. He wasn't a friend, just a trainer is what he tells me. Friends are supposed to hug, high five, and have cool handshakes. The closest thing I've had to those from Father were a choke hold, a twisted finger, and my wrists bounded underneath his foot. Close enough. I looked back at them, wondering why they didn't seem excited.

"Can't open the big door right now. But Father will be back any minute! Just wait and he'll let you play with me!" Wasn't so sure about the last part, but still. The woman lifted her body from the ground. Just like I could do! I watched her with curious eyes. How in the hell...? Never would have known so many people knew how to fly! She gave me one last side glance and spoke to her company.

"I'll meet you back at home. Keep your energy low." And with that she flew up and up. Couldn't see her go, but heard her rocket off. The dark haired man cleared his throat. Wonder why she left?

"Ahem..." He once again caught my gaze. "You said your Father is coming here?" He pointed to the ground. I gave a quick nod and smiled. Worry seemed to glow in his eyes. "You can't tell him we came here. You must not tell him anything about us. Yet." Confused. Why couldn't I?

"Father don't like me keeping secrets!" I shouted, crossing my arms. Must have had to go to the bathroom because he seemed kind of jumpy now.

"Look, Trunks, if you promise to keep us a secret for a little while, I'll promise to tell you things. Things about your father." I smacked my face against the window in excitement and he took a step back.

"You know stuff about Father? Tell me!" I begged, my breath causing heavier fog to collect on the cold glass. He shook his head.

"We will be back. But you need to promise not to say a peep to him. Promise?" He began to rise in the air as well.

"Promise...?"

And after a short smirk and nod, he soared off.