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(A/N: I'm sure you guys will like this chapter. There are a few unexpected things that happen that will make the story interesting. So read on.)
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Chapter 41: Finally Under Control
Struggling to remain conscious, Trunks lifted his face out of the dirt and looked up at Bojack and his followers. They were looking at him with victorious smirks on their faces. Growling, Trunks dug his fingers into the ground, grabbing a handful of dirt and then punching the ground.
“It’s no use.” He muttered to himself. “I can’t beat them on my own. 18’s already been killed, and it looks like I’m about to join her.”
“What kind of talk is that? Are you a saiyan, or aren’t you?”
Trunks blinked at hearing a voice in his head that wasn’t Goku’s. “Huh? Was that…? Father, is that you?”
“Of course it’s me, you imbecile! Don’t you recognize my voice? You did meet me when you went to the past, didn’t you?”
Trunks flinched at his father’s harsh tone. “Where are you?”
“In Other World! Where do you think? But never mind that now! I will not allow any son of mine to be defeated by these buffoons! Rise and fight! Become a Super Saiyan Three and defeat them.”
Trunks looked down shamefully. “I can’t. I’ve tried, but I can’t maintain the transformation. And I wasted so much energy trying.”
Bojack chuckled. “What are you mumbling about now? Did I hit you so hard that I knocked some screws loose?”
“Perhaps he’s saying a prayer before he dies.” Bujin suggested.
Trunks ignored them as he was scolded by his father again. “What kind of nonsense is that? That fool, Kakarot, managed to do it, so it can do it. You are my son, the son of the prince of saiyans. Royal blood flows through your veins. If anyone else is capable of achieving and maintaining Super Saiyan Three, it will be one of us. And as my son, you will be the first!”
Goku’s voice joined him. “Aw, come on, Vegeta. Don’t be so hard on him. Try some positive reinforcement.”
“Shut up, clown! I didn’t ask for your advice! I will discipline my son the way I see fit!”
“But you won’t accomplish anything if you put him down like that. Why don’t you try encouraging him instead?”
“Kakarot, one more word out of you and I’ll blast you!”
King Kai cleared his throat. “Um, fellas, you’re still holding onto me. That means he can hear every word you’re saying.”
Trunks forced himself to his feet. “I’m sorry, I just can’t do it.”
“Where’s your saiyan pride?” Vegeta demanded. “Don’t you dare shame me by losing this fight. You are going to win, and you are going to do it as a Super Saiyan Three.”
“Vegeta.” Goku said in a sing-song voice. “Positive reinforcement.”
Trunks heard his father groan before taking a deep calming breath. “Trunks, listen to me, I don’t find it easy to express myself as Kakarot does, but I do have faith in you. Not only have you avenged your father by destroying 17 and enslaving 18-”
‘Enslaving?’ Trunks thought.
“-but you have also defeated many powerful enemies, including Frieza’s brother and the legendary Super Saiyan. So don’t disgrace yourself by failing now.”
“Hey!” Goku scolded. “You were doing good there. Don’t get nasty again.”
Vegeta ignored him. “I know I haven’t been there for you, my son, but I’m here with you right now. I just know you’re going to make me proud.”
Trunks gasped, touched by his father’s words. “Father…”
“SO QUIT FOOLING AROUND AND TRANSFORM ALREADY!!!”
Trunks winced as his father’s booming voice rang through his head. “Yes, Father.” His gaze shifted back to the others. “I won’t let you down.”
Bojack sneered at him. “Have you finished talking to yourself? Are you ready to die now?”
Trunks glared at him. “I won’t be the one dying today, Bojack. You will.” His power started to rise as he searched for his Super Saiyan Three power. “I am the son of Vegeta. I am the last of the saiyans, the last of the royal family. And I will not be taken down by the likes of you.”
“Ha!” Kogu laughed. “Do you hear that? He still thinks he can win.”
Zangya grinned. “Cocky little boy, isn’t he?”
Trunks’ body began to pulse as he pulled forth his transformation. “Cocky has nothing to do with it.” His hair started to extend. “You’re about to face the power of a true Super Saiyan Three.”
Bojack crossed his arms. “We’ve already been through this. No matter what type of transformation you undergo, it won’t save you.”
“We’ll see.” He grunted under the strain of the transformation as his hair finished extending. Then the power began slipping away again, just like it always did. “No, I can’t lose it now.”
Bojack watched him once again attempt the transformation. He frowned in disappointment as the boy’s increased power started to decrease again. “Slipping up?”
Trunks didn’t even bother looking at him as he put all his concentration into holding his current state. “No way. This power is mine. I control it. I’m the one who decides when it comes and goes. And I say to come forth, NOW!!!”
His dropping power suddenly soared upward. A wave of golden energy erupted from his body, making the five aliens wince and cover their eyes as Trunks’ power sent dirt flying everywhere.
“What happened?” Bujin asked. “His energy was dropping, but it just shot up again.”
“And still rising.” Bido pointed out.
The dust cleared and Trunks stood standing as a fully transformed Super Saiyan Three. Now he set his sights on the aliens, their deaths in his eyes. “That’s more like it. Thanks for the advice, Father. Now I can beat them.”
“Beat us?” Bojack asked. “You think you’re strong enough to beat me now? You must have sustained a serious head injury during our fight.”
Trunks remained perfectly calm as he stared at them. “If you say so, Bojack. Why not come at me and find out.”
Bojack sneered. “As if you’re even worth my time.” He turned to one of his minions. “Kogu, go see if he’s more than just talk.”
Grinning, the alien stepped forward. “With pleasure.” He unsheathed his sword. “I think I’ll end it by cutting him in half.”
Trunks didn’t even react to the weapon in his enemy’s hands. “Then come at me, if you want to die.”
Kogu growled. “I’ll show you!”
He flew at Trunks, swinging his sword. Trunks’ hand shot out and he caught the blade in between his middle and index fingers. His eyes shifted to look directly at the alien before he easily snapped the blade.
Kogu stepped back, looking at his broken sword in disbelief. “Why… you…” Fury twisted his features as he tossed the useless sword aside. “I’ll show you.”
He threw a punch, but hit nothing but air as Trunks disappeared. Suddenly, he felt a pair of hands on his back. Almost afraid to look, he glanced over his shoulder to see Trunks floating upside-down behind him.
Unleashing a blast of energy, Trunks completely disintegrated Kogu. ‘One down.’ He turned back to the others, giving them a serious look. “This is your last chance to leave peacefully.”
He knew the answer before it was even spoken.
“Leave in peace?” Bojack asked. He threw back his head and laughed. “That’s a good one. So you’re a little stronger, and you’ve managed to beat that weakling. You’re still no match for us. Bido, teach him a lesson.”
Cracking his knuckles, Bido stepped forward. “Yes, Master Bojack. I’ll tear him apart.”
He flew at Trunks, throwing a punch. Trunks caught his flying fist without any effort. Bido snarled angrily and punched with his other hand, but Trunks grabbed this one by the wrist, holding him.
“Well?” the saiyan asked. “Aren’t you going to tear me apart?”
He bent the alien’s wrists back. Bido grunted and dropped to his knees. He struggled to pull away, but Trunks kept a firm grip on him.
Letting go with one hand, he punched the alien in the gut. Bido spat out a mouthful of blood as Trunks’ fist burst a hole in his stomach. With a painful groan, he looked down, seeing the saiyan’s fist buried in his gut past his wrist.
“Y-You…”
“Later.” Trunks told him.
With his hand still stuck inside the alien’s torso, he fired a blast of energy. Bido expanded right before his body exploded from the energy blast erupting inside him.
‘Two down.’ He flicked his wrist, flinging off the blood on his hand and turned the remaining three.
Bujin’s eyes were wide in disbelief. “He… he just destroyed both of them, like they were nothing.”
“Then you better do better than them,” Bojack told him, “because you’re next.”
Bujin gulped. “Y-Yes, Master Bojack.”
He jumped at Trunks, throwing his wires, and they wrapped around the saiyan tightly. Trunks hadn’t even bothered to avoid them. As Bujin laughed, he merely glanced down at the wires tightening around them. He snatched at them and pulled. Bujin went stumbling forward. Trunks swung the wires up and down, bringing the alien with them, slamming him painfully on the ground.
With a loud cry, Trunks’s aura flared out. The wires were disintegrated, and Bujin was thrown backwards from the shockwave, landing by Bojack’s feet. He looked at Trunks in disbelief and began to crab-walk backwards.
The leader glanced down at his follower with a scowl on his face. “Bujin, what do you think you’re doing? I thought I ordered you to attack.”
Casting Trunks a frightened look, Bujin looked up at his boss with a pleading look. “But… Master…”
Growling, Bojack glanced at Zangya. “What about you?” Zangya looked equally as frightened. With an angry snarl, he turned back to Trunks. “Useless cowards!”
He took flight, the speed and power at which he did so throwing back Bujin and Zangya as he flew at the saiyan, throwing a punch. Trunks leaned back, allowing Bojack’s fist to pass over him.
Reaching up, he grabbed the alien’s wrist, just as he had with Bido. Jumping up, he kicked both feet into Bojack’s stomach, sending him straight up. Flying up after him, he sped past Bojack and backhanded the alien.
As Bojack sped towards the ground, he did a flip and kicked off the ground, flying towards Trunks. Opening his mouth, he fired a blast of energy. Trunks smacked it aside, then brought his elbow down, just in time to hit Bojack in the face.
This time Bojack did hit the ground, landing on all fours. Looking up at the saiyan, he got to his feet, wiping a trail of blood from his mouth. Regardless of just having been beaten down, he grinned.
“Yes, now this is more along the lines of the kind of fight I was looking for.”
Trunks floated down to join him on the ground. “So you were looking for an opportunity to die?”
Bojack chuckled. “Cocky little brat. You may be stronger now, but you truly have no idea what you’re dealing with.”
He charged at Trunks, who remained still. Raising his hand, Bojack created a ball of energy that he planned to unleash on the saiyan at point blank range.
Trunks moved at the last second. As Bojack brought his hand down to hit him with the ball of energy, Trunks sidestepped him and his fist slammed into the alien’s chin.
Bojack’s head snapped back and he fell backwards. Trunks didn’t even give him time to hit the ground as he kicked outward. Bojack had the breath knocked out of him as Trunks’ foot hit him in the gut.
Speeding ahead of him, Trunks whirled around and swung his fist, catching Bojack in the jaw. He followed up by balling his hands and bringing them down. Bojack hit the ground, cracking it from the impact. Groaning, he looked up at Trunks furiously, and the saiyan stared back.
Gathering energy, Bojack made a move to blast Trunks, but the saiyan’s foot slammed into his side, sending Bojack tumbling away. The alien recovered quickly though and hopped to his feet. He turned to Trunks, but he was gone.
“Where did he…?”
“Behind you.”
Bojack’s arms were seized and pulled backwards. He felt the saiyan’s feet against his back, allowing Trunks to pull back on his arms even more, making him grumble in pain.
Bujin and Zangya watched the fight with looks of disbelief on their faces. Their almighty leader was losing. In fact, he had yet to laid single punch since Trunks had transformed.
“This can’t be happening.” Zangya whispered. “Master Bojack is the strongest one around. How could that saiyan have more power?”
Bujin was sharing her thoughts. “Come on, he won’t stand a chance against all three of us.”
They made a move towards Trunks and Bojack, but a blast of energy flew past them, preventing them from going towards their master’s aid.
“What?” Bujin hissed.
They turned in the direction the blast had come from to see someone they had thought was dead.
“I suggest you keep out of this.” 18 told them, looking rather beaten up, but alive. “If you want a fight, then fight me. But remember, I was able to hold my own against the two of you and your friends until your fearless leader stepped in.”
The two aliens growled angrily, but did not attack, knowing that she was right. But 18’s appearance had distracted Trunks, who was surprised to see her still alive.
“18?”
He accidentally loosened his grip, and Bojack pulled away. Whirling around, he slammed his fist into Trunks’ jaw, sending him flying. With a grin, he went after him, unleashing as series of punches on the saiyan.
Angry with himself for getting distracted, Trunks made a fist and, avoiding Bojack’s punches, hit him right in the face. Blood exploded from the alien’s nose and he stumbled back, howling in pain. His nose was crooked and very clearly broken.
“You bastard!” Bojack snarled. “I’ll make you pay for that! I’ll kill you slowly!”
“You won’t be killing anyone anymore.” Trunks told him. “And with 18 still alive, that means that you haven’t killed anyone, so we have no need to use the Dragon Balls.”
Nursing his bloody nose, Bojack looked at the saiyan. “Dragon what? What are you talking about?”
Trunks just grinned. “It’s not your concern.”
He flew forward, slamming his elbow into Bojack’s chest, shattering his ribcage. He followed up with a powerful blow to the chin, breaking the alien’s jaw and sending him flying up.
Appearing in Bojack’s path, Trunks balled his hands and knocked him back down to Earth. Quickly flying in front of him, he punched upward as hard as he could just before Bojack hit the ground.
Bojack roared in pain as his spine bent back after making contact with Trunks’ fist. There was a loud sickening crack as his backbone broke in three places. Gurgling sounds emitted from his throat, as he turned teal again, his power going down to its ordinary level.
With that done, Trunks tossed the now paralyzed alien to the ground and looked down at him. “I guess that’s it for you.”
18 smiled as she watched Trunks stand victoriously over the alien. “I knew you’d do it.” She turned to the remaining two. “You’re mighty leader has been defeated.”
The looks on Bujin and Zangya’s faces were of complete disbelief. “It… can’t be…”
“How did he…? Master…”
Bojack tried to speak, but could only manage to make unpleasant grumbling noises. His gaze slowly shifted up to Trunks, glaring at him with the utmost hatred.
Trunks returned his glare, looking at him in disgust. “You brought this upon yourself, Bojack. It was your insatiable appetite for death and destruction that led you here. You’re just not content to live in peace, so you take pleasure in hurting others. People like you make me sick. I know your kind. You never learn your lesson, and never have any desire to change.” He raised his hand. “And because of that, I cannot allow you to live.”
Bojack gave him a look that clearly showed that he wanted nothing more than to break the saiyan’s neck. “Y-You… I-I’ll… k-kill… you… I… sw-swear… it…”
“Really?” Trunks asked as he gathered energy. “Then you better get to it.”
Slowly, Bojack’s head turned towards his minions. “W-What are… you… waiting… f-for… Do s-something…”
Bujin and Zangya looked like they wanted to step in, but with a fearful glance at Trunks and 18, they stayed back.
Bojack growled angrily, realizing that he wouldn’t get any help from them. With great effort, he turned back to Trunks, his eyes flashing with fury and the slightest bit of fear. “You… c-can’t… d-do this… to me…”
Trunks glared at him. “Watch me.”
He unleashed the energy he had gathered in one large blast.
With wide eyes, Bojack watched as the attack came. “W-Wait…!”
The energy blast consumed him. He cried out loudly as the blast completely obliterated him.
“Master Bojack!” Bujin and Zangya shouted.
But their leader was no longer there. He had been completely blown away. Trunks lowered his hand, feeling for Bojack’s energy signature. His power level had completely vanished. He was finished.
“That’s done.” He said, and powered back down to normal. He turned to 18, giving her a smile. “Glad to see you’re still alive and well.”
18 winked at him. “As if you could get rid of me that easily.”
A blast of energy suddenly struck her, sending her crashing into a rock wall.
“18!” Trunks cried. A moment later, someone grabbed him from behind. Looking over his shoulder, he saw that it was Bujin. “You?”
The alien grinned. “It was a mistake powering down like that. Now we shall avenge Master Bojack.” He looked to his companion. “Zangya, now!”
She nodded. “Right!”
She charged at him, intent on making him pay for what he did. But 18 had recovered and went flying at Zangya, kicking her away from the saiyan.
Trunks’ eyes narrowed in annoyance as he stared back at Bujin. “You should have stayed back.”
With a cry, he became a Super Saiyan Three again, much to Bujin’s surprise.
“What?” the alien cried. “But you struggled with that before.”
“Not anymore.” Trunks told him.
He unleashed his energy in a massive explosion. Bujin cried out as he was overpowered and blown to pieces.
Seeing at how easy Trunks had beaten him, 18 grinned. “Nice work. You made quick work of him.”
Trunks smiled back at her and then turned his attention to Zangya. She was getting to her feet, rubbing her head after having hit the rock wall. Trunks scowled and stepped towards her.
“Now, what to do about you?” he asked sarcastically.
Zangya looked at him and her eyes widened in surprise at seeing Trunks as a Super Saiyan Three again. Like Bujin, she had thought that Trunks wouldn’t be able to suddenly become a Super Saiyan Three again like that.
Speaking of which, where was Bujin? She looked around, but didn’t see him anywhere. “Where’s…?”
Trunks crossed his arms. “If you’re looking for your friend, he’s gone. He wasn’t even worth my time. And neither are you.”
He held up his hand, gathering energy. Zangya took a fearful step back, not wanting to face him when he had this much power at his disposal.
18 scoffed. “She’s hardly even worth our time.”
“You’re right.” Trunks agreed. “And I don’t like killing without a reason.” He lowered his hand. “If you promise never to hurt anyone again, I’d be willing to spare you.”
Zangya looked at him in surprise. “What? You’ll let me go, just like that?”
He glared at her. “No, not just like that. If I ever find you doing anything bad again, I will destroy you without showing any mercy, just as you’ve done to countless others. I will hunt you down and kill you. Now get out of here!”
Surprised and grateful to still be alive, Zangya sped off, not wanting to be anywhere near the saiyan. Trunks watched her go with a scowl on his face before powering back down to normal. He turned to 18, and saw her giving him an annoyed look.
“Why’d you let her go?” she asked.
Trunks’ eyes narrowed and he turned back to where Zangya disappeared. “I’m not sure. Perhaps what Father said got to me, about being a true saiyan. I want to be a warrior, not a murderer. I don’t want to kill without cause.”
While in his Super Saiyan Three form, it was difficult to control himself. Perhaps by letting her go, he was proving what Goku said about him controlling his powers instead of them controlling him.
18 crossed her arms. “What if she causes trouble in the future?”
Trunks humphed. “Then I’ll finish what I started.
18 looked at him suspiciously. She looked in the direction Zangya had flown off in, then back to Trunks. “Is the only reason why you let her go because you really think you can prevent her from doing any damage, and that’ll you’ll stop her if she does?”
Trunks raised an eyebrow, giving her a confused look. “Of course. What other reason would I have?”
18 cut her eyes at him. “Never mind.” She was certain that Trunks noticed how beautiful the alien woman was.

(A/N: Trunks can now control his Super Saiyan Three form and has defeated Bojack and his followers. Well, almost all of them. He let Zangya go with the threat that he'll hunt her down if she causes any more trouble. But her causing trouble doesn't seem to be what's bothering 18. Is that jealousy? Next chapter will be very interesting. You can be sure of that. I'm going to be a little busy for the next few days, so it may be a little longer before I update.)
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