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The Varies Of The Universe; The Story of the Kind Prince*PS*
Topic Started: Oct 11 2010, 07:43 AM (207 Views)
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"MOTHER! NO!" Trunks yelled, banging on the quickly moving time machine. The site was terrible... 17 and 18 were obliterating the factory, destroying everything in site. 17 appeared, grabbing Future Bulma by the hair.
"Come back with a challenge...Or she gets it." He growled, just before Trunks was dragged into the past.
How was it possible only thirty minutes before he'd been eating a breakfest of eggs and bacon with his mother, never expecting this? Trunks thought. tears streaming down his face.
Why...Why does everything bad happen to me? Why...To the Sayians? The Nameks...Why...Why to everything I've ever loved...

Thirty Minutes Earlier

Trunks awoke with crust in his eyes, feeling warm and drowsy, instead of the usual fear and confusion....Which was weird; Everyone woke up like that, now a days. Rubbing his eyes, he slipped on the Capsule Corp shirt, jeans, and shoes, then walked downstairs. His mother had a large meal set out- bad news. Slowly Trunks grabbed a plate and picked a seat...Then his Sayian half shown through. A couple minutes passed, in which over half of the food laid out was gone, and Bulma was still on her first egg.
"Erm...Tr-" His mother tried. Trunks was still focused on the sausage and bacon, shoving them down his throat, only pausing to breath.
"Trunks...Trunks...TRUNKS!!!" His mother screamed. Slowly the Sayian Prince of the Future looked up, yolk hanging on his lip. Quickly he sucked it into his mouth and swallowed hard.
"Y...Yes, mother?" Trunks asked, pushing his plate aside.

"I...I'm sending you to the past. If you leave now, this early, you can train with the masters before it's too late...Learn everything from the ground up. And DON'T object, I can make an android to help defend Earth. What's important is you go train, and try to save Goku..." She paused, realizing something.
"Of course, you could end up on a whole different Time Line....Think of it like this. We're Universe A, and when you go back in time...You could go to Universe B or C...They might not even be part of our time, but you should save them...It should still effect us." She said. Trunks raised an eyebrow.

"So...I might have a sister in these...'Other' Universes?" He asked. Bulma nodded. "Oh...Great...I hate the androids more every minute..."
With a sigh, Bulma told him to pack anything he'd need. Swiftly, he put a blue jacket over himself, put many capsules of clothing into the bag...Secretly storing food in over half of them...Then pulled the pack over his body.

Ten minutes later...

"Mom...I can hear them coming." Trunks growled. Bulma shook her head, dropping a Capsule to the ground. "But...Mother!"
"Go, Trunks...I'll be fine." Bulma said, pushing Trunks into the Time Machine, then locking it.
"MOTHER!"
He was able to see the explosion, them grab his mother....
Then was gone.

The androids flew off, while Bulma smirked from a concealed time machine. "Idiots...Set date for 730...Or, at least, make it close to when Grampa Gohan should have died..." And she was gone, to the real past.

Landing... The Time Machine said. Trunks raised an eyebrow- before the Machine exploded, dropping him into a massive canyon. His head smashed against multiple rocks, and most of his capsules were destroyed. Landing fifty feet down, Trunks had forgotten most everything of the past....Of the future.
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Five days passed, in which Trunks was able to recall a few things. He was the Prince of Sayians- at least, where he came from. His father had died in his Universe, and he was one of two surviving Sayians...That met he was the Prince, if his Father had been too.
But...Here, he was sure he sensed many more Sayians...And he'd already heard of the Sayian Princess- Bra...Did that mean he had a sister?
More importantly...Did he have a clone? He was sure he felt the presence of another Trunks, somewhere out there. And beyond that, who was HE?

"I...I know I'm...Erm...A Sayian Prince...I...Know I had to have come from the future...But...What's my name?..." He grumbled to himself, running his fingers over the heavy marks on his head. Slowly, a power level arose behind him.
"I know one of your names...The name your father wished..." Came a gastly voice. Slowly, Trunks turned.
A man with faint purple hair, a bit of a mustatche, and Capsule Corp on his shirt stood.
"Grandpa!?" Trunks muttered, surprised.
"Indeed...From YOUR time...I left when you were born, to seek help that never came....Trunks is your human name....Or more so, Future Trunks. However...You father wished to name you Zeey...We assumed...It was to be your Sayian Name."

Trunks stood, walking to his grandfather. "Zeah?"
"No...Zz-EYE...Zeey. Now please, grab what is left of your bag and help me to the nearest City or Village." Grandpa said. Trunks- or Zeey- nodded, picking up the thinning old scientist and walking up the trail, keeping steady as not to fall....Zeey...Trunks.... Slowly he remembered some things- but nothing about the androids.
"Trunks...I'd like you to call yourself F.T while on this version of Earth...Or anywhere near today's Trunks. Otherwise you'll cause much confusion. Also- grow your hair out, it will help provide cover....I know you are one of the only of your kind who's hair grows...After all, you take after your mother and I so much..." Grandpa Briefs said. Trunks(Or F.T, or Zeey) nodded, walking a bit faster. His grand father sounded pretty bad. "...Trunks...One more...Thing..." He paused, reaching out and sliding his thing, dieing hand over Trunk's face. "I know...You never knew me...But...You...Have my brains...Your father's pride and power...Your mothers kind appearance...Please...Don't betray us...Guh..." Grandpa Briefs fell limp, while Trunks was still walking.

"G...GRANDPAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Trunks yelled, loosing it. His power level shot up to 3,080, picking up dust and making birds fly off. His normally blue Ki changed that day to Orange, hinted with the dark blue...Which it would stay, signifying his loss of memory...of family...of life. His hair lifted, and slowly rising, he smashed his hand into the ground, contentiously until it was the size of his grandfather. Slowly he lowered his Grandfather in, then using a small trick he'd picked up as a baby, pulled the dirt back over, burning it into glass with the heat of his Ki. His grandpa shown through, frozen in time from then on. Taking a capsule from his bag, clicking it, and removing a bucket of golden paint and a brush, he wrote down everything he knew about the man toward the bottom of the grave, then walked off, letting his tears flow.
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After four weeks, Trunks had managed to build a small hut out in the Wilderness, salvage the working Capsules to make an electricity generator up on a rock, which was wired to feed energy into the hut during storms- which were often in the area he'd picked. Inside, he used the other working capsules to set out a Refrigerator, Microwave, stove, a Small T.V, Table, and Bed, which filled up the entire hut. Placing all the clothes, under the bed, and storing all the food capsules in the fridge, he used one final Capsule to make the hut sturdy; more like a cabin.
"...I still don't know what I was like..." He muttered, moving his fingers over the mark on his head. It had been causing some serious Dillusionality- which was made a word by the time the time New York was taken...
"By...Androids?..." He muttered. "Or...Were the Sayians...Destroying Earth? I know it was in ruins...Maybe..." He paused, walking outside and smashing a rock. "...Did I do it?...No. I fought one of the Androids- at one point..." He muttered, past...Or future...Still fuzzy.

Slowly he opened his hands, looking them over. There was no sign of blood or destruction- just normal life. Curious, Trunks moved toward a near by plains, walking quickly to the middle. Once there, he took the Capsule Corp Jacket and shirt off, pulling back his elbows and bending his knees.
"Haaaaaaaaaaa...." He started, steadily raising his power level. As it rose, images from the forgotten future flooded through him. "HAAAAAA..." It was still fuzzy- but the anger from them flooded him.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The plain wavered, dust and wind swirling around the Sayian, making his hair flick around rapidly, his muscles growing a few inches. The orange and blue ki raised around him, spitting into the air flame like wisps.

After what seemed like hours, he let the power flow subside to normal, replacing his shirt and leaving the jacket for salvage. On his way back to the hut, he ran into...An unexpected, site. In front of him was a muscular man with a brown tail swaying back and forth. A full sayian- and a weak one, compared to the stories Trunks had managed to remember.
"Hmm? A human?...Perfect- I'll prove myself to Vegeta!" The sayian said. He had paled skin with a spiky affro, and dark eyes. He was wearing almost all rags, and had no scouter. "But what's this?...I see some of King Vegeta in your eyes...Are you?...All the better!" The demented Sayian said, then launched at Trunks.
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Trunks ducked, jumping up and smashing his head into the pathetic excuse for a Sayian, hearing a faint crack. Smirking, he grabbed the Sayian and slammed him into the ground, bringing down his foot.
"If there is one thing I remember, it is a disgrace to be outdone by one of your level....And whats worse, you knew you couldn't win. Why would you endanger yourself?" Trunks asked, moving his foot onto the Sayian's chest. "Who are you?"
"I am a legendary Sayian! There was a time my hair could turn gold!" Said the Sayian. Trunks frowned, bending and picking him up.
"Gold? What...Are you talking about?" He asked.
"A SUPER SAYIAN! But then I was exiled by...By Vegeta. He feared me! I should have destroyed him! But...But YOU...Your of Royal Blood! You can help me get revenge! Take your rightful throne on Vegeta-Sei!" The Sayian said, suddenly full of hope. Could this being, with only a power level of five hundred, have been one of the legendary Super Sayians? Just as Goku and his own Father?
"...I...Guess I can help. Maybe. Tell me, though, what is your name?" Trunks asked.
"Kuko, son of Tryark and Chang!" Kuko said. Trunks frowned. WHY that name? It sounded like a Breakfest Cereal...Kuko puffs...

Kuko roasted a giant-sized turkey, with a full blown thanksgiving feast combined with a huge bowl of fries. The Sayian and Half Sayian dug in, clearing the table in a matter of minutes. When finished, Trunks flicked on the T.V over in the corner, flicking through the channels until he reached a channel about fighting.

A large man rushed at a thinner guy, who flung up his foot and kicked the buff guy down. The Buff guy, angered, threw himself at the thin guy. The thin guy ducked, making the large guy fall to the ground.
'And Krull wins!'
"Krull..." Trunks muttered. "Hyre Krull?" He said, staring at the screen confusedly. Hyre Krull had been one of Earth's new defenders in his time, almost defeating one of the Androids before dieing. It was the last straw for Trunks to ask about the time machine...
"My mother is a human! I'm a halfling!" He exclaimed under his breath, remembering that chunk of the future. "So...That is why I didn't need a scouter...." He paused, looking at Kuko. Could this exiled, lost, and confused Sayian know anything about these...'Androids'...

"Kuko, do you know what an Android is?" Trunks asked.
"Androids?...On Vegeta, they were of few. At the most, they were good fighters. On Earth, there are a different variety. Some are good, some are evil. A fair chunk have tried to destroy planets, while others have defended. A large number have died in battle, even more used for parts. They are a strange race, indeed." Kuko said, nodding. Trunks was somewhat stunned. How could he know so much?

"And...What is a Super Sayian, exactly?" Trunks asked.
"Ahh, yes. The perfect question." He paused, smirking. "A Super Sayian is a Sayian or Half Sayian who has achieved a power level over 125,000. At lest, that was my Power Level when I transformed. Then I was frozen for a few years, and my Power Level dropped...So I can no longer transform. Now, for the folklore of Super Sayians...."

"It is rumored that when great rage comes to one of high power level, they obtain the Super Sayian. In a pure bred Sayian as myself, your eyes would become green, your hair would further spike and turn gold, along with your Aura.... It's exhilarating, boy...Now, my question before rest. What was YOUR name?" Kuko asked. Trunks paused.

Which Name do I use? Trunks? Zeey? F.T?...He's a Sayian, but he lives on Earth now...Man...But...He is pretty loyal...
"My human name is Trunks Briefs. I'd like you to call me Trunks unless we're in public, then I'm F.T. On Vegeta, call me Zeey. Anywhere else, I'm just Trunks." Trunks said. Kuko raised an eyebrow, then nodded, laying down on a blanket across the floor. Trunks yawned, walking to his bed in the corner and passing out quickly.
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Trunks awoke to a bright blazing light from the window- almost like the sun but much weaker. Slowly he stood, moving to the door and opening it. Beyond him Kuko stood, great golden flames lashing around him.
"K...Kuko!?" Trunks yelled. The Sayian turned, his eyes green and hair yellow.
"Hello, Zeey. If you are truly seeing this- then you have a destiny. A destiny to become a Super Sayian. What you do with that destiny...Become one of the Universe's Saviors, or perhaps spend your life plundering from others...Is solely up to you. Or...You could turn your back on my image, and go on with being nothing but a prince, stuck on Earth forever. However, if you DO want to mean something to the universe...Take my hand, and begin your training to become the Strongest." The image of Kuko said. Trunks stood dumbstruck, feeling his hand lift up to meet Kuko's.

Awaking for real this time, Trunks felt a new motivation. A new flame lit, heating his blood up so that adrenaline rushed through him. "Kuko! There as a Namekian somewhere above us, named Kami. He watches over Earth- we must find a way to get there. He will train me, I know it. Please..." Trunks said, already throwing on a capsule corp shirt, over shirt, and pants. Kuko put on a dark brown shirt and jeans, following Trunks outside.
"Uh...If you could figure out how to contact this Kami..." Kuko suggested. Trunks snapped his fingers, his mother's brains coming to good use....His mother...Who had she truly been? Shoving the question aside, he rushed inside, grabbing a handful of capsules and clicking them opened. To the ground fell a microphone, amps, a 2-way radio, and a small satellite. "Trunks, what are you doing?" Kuko asked.

Quickly Trunks set the Satellite up on the 2-way radio, tearing the wires from the microphone and connecting the speech piece of the Radio to the microphone, tieing the wires so that the Microphone would transmit clearly into the radio. Connecting the Amps to the Satellite, then aiming the sattelite at full power, he clicked the main radio on, then channeled his Ki power as a source of energy into the equipment.
"KAMI! IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS, PLEASE COME FIND THE SOURCE OF THIS POWER LEVEL!" Trunks shouted into the microphone, then let the machine die off as the message was sent.
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'And I was like baby baby-'
"Mommy, what happened to the girl on the radio?" Asked a small boy.
"One...That was a boy, son. And two, someone interrupted the radio signal. Hooligans. "She stated flatly.
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Trunks waited for a few hours, before a large black being floated down, standing stiffly on a flying carpet.
"Hi."
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Trunks stared at the large Geni with a raised eyebrow, Kuko scratching his head. "Your Kami? The few stories I remembered...Kami was old and green..." Trunks muttered, looking him over.
"I'm Mr. Po Po. Kami would like to direct you to Master Roshi. You are not entirely...Good. At least...Not yet." Mr. Po Po said. Trunks sighed- he'd figured as much.
"Alright...Which way is Roshi, then?..."Trunks asked. Mr. PoPo laughed, then pointed out toward the coast. "...Aw...Man..." He muttered, falling on his butt. "It'll take weeks to get to the Coast alone! I can't even fly! GAH!" Trunks yelled holding his head. If he could just REMEMBER how to use his Ki blasts, or flight, he'd be happy. But NO! Everything that made him a 'super' human was blocked by a bump on his head! EVERYTHING!
"GRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

His power level went to it's forced max, for his true potential, along with everything else that had made him powerful, was gone. Gone. Gone.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!" Trunks bellowed, cupping both hands over his head, then bringing them down to the ground, smashing it in. Unless he ran into something that resembled something from the past, he couldn't remember it. It was gone, he was forced start over, learn from his surroundings, become who they made him.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Standing back up, he blurred, running full speed for the forest. Tearing a large branch from one of the trees, and began smashing down the forest as fast and swiftly as possible. They fell quick and painfully, crushing the ground below them. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
He continued his onslaught, dropping the branch and tearing another one from a new tree, then continuing his strikes. Every few trees he swapped branches, and continued on until there was a massive trail where a long line of trees had been. Falling to his knees, Trunks' power level fell to 1,000.

"Ger...It's all...Gone..." He muttered, then fell on his face, blacking out.
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Trunks awoke with sand in his mouth, and his hair down to his neck. He had on his black pants, and that was it. A balding man stood over him, black glasses glinting in the sun.
"Hey son...Your buddy and the big genie guy flew off toward inland. They told me to train you, and if you try to leave let you choose your own path. So, I guess we should start right away. After all, you look like you've got some Sayian Blood...Probably heading for some other planet soon, eh?" The old guy asked, then dropped his elbows toward Trunks. Swiftly, he rolled and sprung up on his hands, kicking him to the ground.
"Who were you?" Trunks asked, landing on one foot then spinning to knock away a fist.
"Master Roshi. And you?" Roshi asked. Trunks ducked, then picked up the old man, slamming him to the ground in time to be kicked into the air.
"Tr-er...F.T." Trunks said, catching himself before making a fatal mistake. Flipping backwards he landed cat-like on both feet, then charged again at Roshi.

Roshi jumped over Trunks, smashing the Sayian Prince in the back with his heavy shell. Trunks retalliated with a headbutt to Roshi's skull. Roshi landed on his feet, rubbing the new bruise on his forehead, then charged at Trunks. Trunks sidestepped, catching the old man by the shell and pulling up, lifting him into the air.
"So you know about the Sayians? How about a story, Roshi?" Trunks asked, keeping Roshi at arm's length.
"Heh...The Sayians are a prideful race, and they control a small section of the Galaxy. They are excellent fighters- but I don't know much more. Now, for letting your guard down, whipper snapper..."
Roshi fired a large blue energy beam at Trunks, sending him across the beach and into a palm tree, busting it in half. Standing and enrage, the Half-Sayian Prince charged at Roshi, throwing a barrage of punches to the gut, followed by a heavy kick to the bruised forehead. Spinning, Trunks watched Roshi wipe some blood from his face.

"Hmph. You've done good for now, F.T. Go pick out some clothes and a place to rest. You'll be here for a week or two." Roshi said, then walked inside tiredly. Eyebrow raised, Trunks walked inside, showered, and placed on a slightly larger version of Roshi's jacket, picked out a red, soft couch, and settled in.

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