DISCLAIMER:
Vetyga: (Watches as Rath continues to chase wildly after lawyer) Ha haa! Now that Rath is gone, I, Vetyga, can finally take over! Ah ha ha haaaa! Why should she take all the credit for not owning DBZ? I don't own DBZ either! So ha ha ha haaaa! Now to set my plan in motion! All will bow down to me, Vetgya, the Dontowndee BeeZee Princess... NO, QUEEN! And the first thing I will do with my newly acquired powers is to forbid all under my kingdom to EVER talk about how Rath does not own DBZ! From now on you must talk about me! ME! And how I do NOT own DBZ either! For I am now your Queen... The Dontowndee BeeZee Queen!
[Chapter edited 5Jan2014]
WITHIN THE PRESENT WORLD:
Vegeta was busy rummaging through the fridge for any leftovers.
"Woman," he called loudly as nothing he found suited his taste at the moment. "Woman, where are you? It's lunchtime!" He extended his senses, trying to locate his mate's ki. That's when he realized that both she and Trunks were missing.
'Well, the brat's probably with Kakarrot's brat,' he reasoned. 'And the woman's probably gone shopping for some meaningless item or another. Figures. I'll just have to make her mother fix me something instead...'
Almost as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he cringed at the thought of asking anything from Bunny. There had to be something seriously wrong with anyone who acted minutely close to being as happy-go-lucky as she did. It was scary, but hunger spoke louder than fear, so he reluctantly went out to the garden where Bulma's mother could be found watering the plants.
"I'm hungry," Vegeta got straight to the point. "I want you to make my lunch."
"Oh sure, honey," Bunny smiled. "In just a minute!"
Vegeta smirked as he thought, 'Well if there's only one positive thing about that annoying woman, it's that she doesn't complain as much.'
WITHIN THE PAST WORLD:
A glowing energy seeped through the cracks of the closed door as Trunks's energy flared. The ship itself shuddered from the sudden increase in power.
"Trunks, NO!" Goku banged on the door. "You don't know what you're doing!"
If Trunks heard Goku, he paid no mind as he was completely focused on the task at hand. He couldn't stand the way this 'Frieza' person treated his young father. If he could put a stop to it, then that was precisely what he was going to do. He didn't care if he was interfering with events that already were. So as Frieza prepared to lash yet another painful blow to the now motionless child's body, Trunks intervened. As Trunks caught the whip in mid-air, he immediately became visible for all eyes of the Past World to see.
"What!" Frieza exclaimed, backing off slightly in surprise.
"I'm going to destroy you for treating my fath-... For treating Vegeta this way!" Trunks threatened.
Frieza found this amusing as he glanced down at his young pet sprawled helplessly on the floor. He then looked back up at the newcomer.
"Interesting," Frieza mused. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were related to the monkey prince."
"Don't you call him that!" Trunks shouted angrily.
"Or what?" Frieza challenged. He formed a ki beam at the tip of his finger and fired it directly at Trunks. So one could imagine Frieza's shock as Trunks effortlessly caught it and deflected it right back at him! Frieza dissipated the rebounded attack with ease before it ever reached him.
"Who are you?" Frieza questioned. He wasn't used to others standing up to him like this, with the exception of Vegeta, of course... But even Vegeta knew his place. Frieza had made certain of it.
Trunks knew he was at least a hundred times stronger than Frieza's maximum power level, so he debated on whether or not to toy with this despicable creature or to just end it quickly. In the end, he chose the former. It only seemed fair. Frieza constantly toyed with his father's life, so now Trunks would return the 'favor'.
"Ha ha, Frieza! I'm going to let you know ahead of time what you're up against!" Trunks said cockily. "For I am a Super-Saiyan! Try as you might; you don't stand a chance!"
Frieza's eyes widened momentarily in surprise... That is until he burst out laughing. "So you're a Saiyan as well, hmmm? And a purple-haired one at that," Frieza laughed. "Well, no matter, Saiyan, I don't care what you claim to be. You're no match for me."
"Yeah, well watch and be amazed!" Trunks shouted as a prussian blue energy enveloped him and intensified to a blinding aura. A lot of it was theatrics. Trunks didn't need so much visible ki surrounding him to power up enough to beat Frieza. He just wanted to create an aura of foreboding as tyrant learned what he was up against. Trunks would ascend to Super Saiyan before Frieza's very eyes and teach him a lesson or two!
On the other side of the door, Goku continued to pound at the door. "Trunks, don't do it! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING!"
'But he does, Goku,' Bulma thought. 'He knows exactly what he's doing and that's why he's doing it...' Despite knowing that it was completely against Dende's warning, she could not help but silently cheer him on.
As Goku sensed Trunks's energy rising, he began to realize that something had changed about it. Something about it was just didn't feel right. It was as though Trunks's power was rabidly being drained.
"TRUNKS! NO!" Goku exclaimed.
As the energy surrounding Trunks dimmed, he, too, realized that something was wrong... Seriously wrong... Trunks was not a Super Saiyan! Sweat began to bead along his forehead. Trunks had tried to power up to his fullest potential, yet he was not even close. In fact, where he had once been stronger, his power was now far below that of Frieza's current power level.
'B-But how?' Trunks took a step backwards as thoughts raced through his mind. 'I am fully powered up!'
Noticing the Saiyan's prior confidence take a downfall, Frieza began to laugh. He checked Trunks's power reading with his scouter.
"Hmmm," Frieza said. "Is that all you've got to show for it, 'Super-Saiyan'? Pathetic! You're not even a tenth of my full power. Fool!" He slowly approached the young teen, who remained in place, still daring and proud, despite the circumstances. He glanced down momentarily at his young father, who was still bleeding and unconscious on the floor.
"I'm sorry, Vegeta," Trunks said quietly. "I tried, but I don't understand what's going on. Why is my power so low, now?"
"Don't be disillusioned, Saiyan," Frieza replied. "You never stood a chance anyways!"
Before Trunks could even react, Frieza backhanded him into the wall. As Trunks slowly stood back up again and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he thought to himself, 'This is ridiculous! I should be more than a hundred times stronger than Frieza at my weakest. He should be no match for me. So how is this possible?!'
Before Frieza could approach him yet again, an alarm sounded throughout the ship: "WARNING! WARNING! INTRUDER ALERT! MAINFRAME INTRUSION! ALERT! ALERT!"
Annoyed and extremely outraged, Frieza turned away from Trunks and headed towards the door. "I'll deal with you and your pathetic monkey prince later, Saiyan."
Bulma jumped with a start as the alarm screeched and echoed throughout the halls. She had just discovered the hidden panel next to the door, but when she had attempted to break through the extremely complex alien technological code to override the door's closing systems, she ended up accidentally triggering the ship's warning systems instead. The situation only got worse after that as Frieza exited the room.
"Bulma, watch out!" Goku exclaimed as a ki beam was shot towards her head. Had she not turned her head just in time to see what Goku was yelling about, it would have been all over for her. As the Z Warriors looked around, they now found themselves surrounded by several of Frieza's henchmen and most frightening of all... Frieza himself!
"Well, well, who have we here?" Frieza growled in a low tone of voice.
Goten took a slight step back. "Th-They can see us, now! This is bad! Now, what do we do?!"
MEANWHILE IN THE PRESENT WORLD:
The once crystal blue sky suddenly began to blacken as a fierce storm brewed. Red lightening flared throughout the skies. Intense thunder rattled and shook the earth and the wind was packed within increasingly powerful gusts...
Piccolo and Dende immediately ceased their meditation.
"What's happening?!" Piccolo's shouts were barely audible over the howling winds and the rumbling thunder.
Dende looked down towards the ground. "What I have known all along has now become a reality. They've interfered despite my warnings..."
"But I thought you said that no matter what they did, it would not affect this timeline!?" Piccolo questioned.
Dende lifted his head up and stared deeply into Piccolo's eyes as he replied gravely, "I said what they do cannot affect this timeline's Past, but they already have inevitably changed our Future..."
Rath: Hey'ya! Long time, no see! Uhh, I guess I should be saying 'Long time, no write!' I hope you've enjoyed this chapter! With this chapter, the plot took a 180-degree turn from what I had first intended it to be when I first started this story, so I'm as surprised as all of you are. I'd like to thank you all for your EXTREME patience! Please continue to Review!
Until next time... Sawatdee!