Vegeta was as always pushing himself to the limit. He had increased the gravity in the room to a crushing level, and had set all training bots to amplify his energy attacks. He was dodging his own Ki blasts from every angle, the sweat burned into his eyes and with every movement there was an unbearable pain in every joint. To Vegeta it was just another day, and in his opinion an all together pathetic excuse for a training session.
"What are you looking at boy, like my training outfit…better than a pink shirt I suppose," Vegeta hadn't even paused his movements. He had sensed his son's return the moment he'd breathed the air in their universe.
When Trunks had first approached the GR building, he was immediately hit with the loud wailing's of the computer. The warnings it kept repeating apparently had something to do with the danger levels his father was ignoring.
"Father, you seem well." Trunks had only ever known this version of his father, and even now he wondered what things would have been like had he been there in his life from before.
"Dispense with the pleasantries'. I have better things to do." Vegeta would not allow any interruption to his training for just pointless conversation. He raised both hands and sent a wave of energy towards the fight bots now surrounding him.
Trunks watched as the bots tried to absorb and amplify his fathers energy. Some succeeded, but most were completely overloaded and destroyed. The amplified energy surged and pulsed towards Vegeta, Trunks wondered how the mere proximity to it didn't sear hateful burns into them.
Vegeta didn't try to dodge this new threat, he would take it head on. Creating a chi shield around himself, he gathered even more energy to counter act the reflected blast. It proved to be enough, the energies created collided and sizzled out. However in the process the GR's systems were apparently scorched, everything shut off around them; including the lights.
Vegeta didn't need the light to see his son standing rigidly by the door he had just entered from. His chi energy said enough about his position.
"Afraid of the dark boy", Vegeta waited for a reply. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't trying to get under Trunk's skin. Looking at his son he just knew that something was wrong with him. That there was something that needed to fight its way out, and Vegeta was ready to accommodate it.
"The dark is all I've ever known, it's only what's in the dark that warrants fear", Trunks removed his jacket and began to pace.
Without out any warning a ball of blue energy came speeding towards Trunks. He let it get mere milliseconds from his face before catching and returning it to it's owner. Before releasing it back, Trunk's poured some of his own energy into it, letting it increase in both size and power. Back and forth, father and son sent the blue ball, each time making it ever stronger and more dangerous. The light from the ball of energy lifted shadows and created an interesting sight. It eventually got to the point that both were forced to increase there energy level and become super saiyans.
The golden light emitted from them both added to the mass of blue energy, this completely eliminated any existing darkness within the GR. It was a wordless game now, a strange version of catch. Were either one of them to fail in catching the amassed energy it would have certainly destroyed the gravity room. Trunks got the ball and this time held on to it. He slowly absorbed what he had put into it, not bothering to say anything he threw the ball back to Vegeta who then did the same. This of course signaled the end of both the light show and there game.
"Why did you come back", Vegeta could never pride himself on his conversational skills. Even as he asked, a part of him admitted to being glad his son had come back.
"To fight", Trunks warily said.
Vegeta's eyes were piercing, and as he watched his son he took note of his eyes. They did not waver from his at all. With in them he saw the same things that years under Frieza had done to his own eyes.
"I had planned on reveling all to everyone at once," Trunks didn't wish for an argument.
As if it was planned, Bulma's voice was suddenly heard on the intercom, and with it the lights returned.
"Vegeta, do you have to break everything", Bulma practically growled, "Lucky for you guys I was easily able to reset some of the basic systems."
"Woman, I will break what I like", Vegeta returned, "Besides you are more than capable of fixing the problem."
Trunks eyebrows rose at this, if he didn't know better he thought he just heard a compliment coming from his fathers mouth. From the look on Bulma's face she also had taken note of it. Her face lit up, and she was noticeably happier, but beyond that there was no acknowledgment of the compliment.
"Right, well everyone's here now", Bulma's eyes fell on her son as she said this.
"All right, we'll be there", Trunks said, "Father will you be coming also?"
Vegeta merely grunted and began his leave towards the door, Trunks not long after him.
It wasn't long before all the Z-fighters had gathered in a large living room within Capsule Corps main building. His younger self, and the one called Goten were still presently with Chi-chi at Goku's home. In a way Trunks was glad to not have to see him. Looking at his younger self stirred strange feelings within him, to know that he himself would never have such a wonderful and happy life…
"Thank you all for coming, I'm sorry this can't just be a simple visit," Trunks said this rather tiredly. It wasn't the kind of tired you regularly see, but one possibly felt by one very much older.
They had all gotten through with the expected greeting and welcome backs. Trunks had thought that part would have brought some joy forth into his heart. But it all had felt really rather mundane, and only made him all the more tense for what he had to say.
"My world is gone, nothing but the dead remain there", Trunks didn't want pity so he hurried on, "I defeated all the androids, including cell…but something more sinister of Gero's came forth."
"The machine that looked after Cell was not destroyed in my time line", he watched all there expressions as he continued, "With some help it brought into the world three beings, much more sinister than anything before them."
"But the machine was destroyed here…so how does it affect us", Krillin said confused.
"Let him finish, I believe it does affect us greatly", Piccolo's intuition proved accurate.
"They are masking their energy signatures', but they are here…in this world," Trunks continued, "And without a doubt…they are by far much stronger than everyone in this room.