A King's Pride, A Father's Love
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Category:
Dragon Ball Z › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,010
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of the Characters, Nor do I make any money from writing these stories, however, comments are my crack!
Abduction
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This story takes place after Cell, before Buu, when Adult Trunks is still around.
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Trunks came bounding down the stairs.
"Good morning, Trunks!" Bulma greeted him.
"Morning...um."
Bulma giggled a little, "you can call me mom if that's what you’re comfortable with."
Trunks smiled. "Mom."
They stood smiling at each other with an affectionate silence between them.
"Where's....Dad?"
"Him you may want to refer to as Vegeta."
"Oh, right."
"And he's gone out training. Something has gone wacky with the gravity chamber and you know how impatient he can be, so he's gone off into the wilderness."
"Actually, I don't...I never met...my father."
"Really! I was a single mom?!!"
"You had no choice, he'd been destroyed by Freiza. His ego got the better of him. He was wanting Freiza to suffer, so he toyed with him...toyed with him until Freiza was mad and saw a moment of unguarded overconfidence in which he took dad by surprise."
"How awful...Thank you, Trunks, for saving him from that."
Trunks nods.
"I'm going to go find him, maybe he'll let me train with him."
"But he left hours ago, he could be anywhere by now...let me make you some breakfast."
"No thanks, I'll eat when I've come back, I don't like feeling full and sluggish when I fly."
Bulma sighs.
"All right then, be careful."
"I will." Trunks gives Bulma a kiss on the cheek and is gone in a streak.
...IN THE WILDERNESS...
Vegeta is punching a giant bolder until it breaks into tiny pieces, doing back flips, and shooting power in random directions at various cliffs.
Vegeta: "Why haven't you gone back to where you belong?"
Trunks pokes his head out from behind a tree that he thought he was hiding behind.
"How'd you do that? I had my power level pushed way down."
"A true warrior should know how to sense another presence whether they hear or feel them or not."
"That’s amazing!"
"Are you going to answer me?"
"There's nothing to go back to."
"What about your mother?"
Trunks shrugs. "She told me to come here, she knows I'll have a better future here."
"Humph. Stupid boy."
Trunks’ eyes register a flicker of hurt feelings, but only for a moment.
"Go away and stop bothering me."
"I thought you might want a decent sparring partner...I'm pretty sure I'm better than a bunch of rocks."
"Heh...doubtful."
Vegeta flies away from him, and begins punching another boulder, furiously.
Trunks stands there, defeated, sad, and rejected. Then a flicker of determination enters in his eyes, and he flies full speed at Vegeta, who dodges easily.
Trunks hits the boulder, using it to push off and fly at Vegeta again.
Vegeta again dodges, seemingly disappearing and reappearing behind Trunks, kicking him in the back, sending him flying to the ground.
Vegeta doesn't give him a chance to even attempt to get up as he brings his foot down hard on Trunks' back. Trunks lets out a winded grunt. Vegeta kicks him in the stomach, sending him flying into the cliff, leaving an impression in it before falling to the ground.
"Get up."
Trunks slowly pushes himself up, glaring at Vegeta.
"Faster." Vegeta throws a power ball at Trunks, and he jumps out of the way. "Are you going to be a sparring partner a damn rag doll?"
Trunks’ nostrils flare angrily, as he throws blast after blast at Vegeta, creating a rain of energy. When the dust settles, Trunks expression turns to shock as he sees that Vegeta isn't there.
Before he can turn around Vegeta kicks the back of his head, hard. Trunks falls to the ground, unconscious. He opens his eyes in time to see Vegeta's Galick Gun flying at his face.
Vegeta watches as it hits him despite his efforts to dodge.
"No wonder he got his ass kicked in the future." Vegeta mutters to himself.
Trunks slowly rises to Vegeta's height, he's breathing heavily, and his pant legs are burnt off, revealing the burnt skin below.
"You should stop before you get hurt, Bulma wouldn't like it."
Vegeta turns to fly away and receives a punch to the back of his head. Vegeta turns back slowly.
'"You have a death wish, I see."
Trunks is glaring at Vegeta, nothing but pure hatred showing in his eyes.
Trunks swings out, Vegeta doesn’t move as his fist connects with his face, sending him flying into a bolder.
Trunks is on top of him before he has a chance to recover, punching his stomach repeatedly.
“You sick, selfish bastard!” Trunks yells as he hits him, “You left me. You left us! Don’t act like you care!! I can’t tell you how many nights she lay awake crying! How often I wondered why you weren’t there for me. All because you had to get your revenge! Well who was supposed to protect us?!” Trunks is crying by the time Vegeta grabs his wrists to stop his punches.
“Are you through now?”
Trunks’ watery eyes meet Vegeta’s, and show nothing but humiliation for his outburst.
“I-I’m sorry.”
“I imagine you’ve been waiting a long time to say that to me.”
“Well, yes, but not to you…I never meant to make you pay for the sins that you’re not even going to commit now…”
Vegeta smirks.
“Sometimes it’s good to just get it off your chest. Truthfully I’m glad to see you deal with your anger Saiyajin style.”
Trunks smiles back, but Vegeta’s smile is replaced with pure anguish as he grabs his head, and falls from his hover to the ground.
“Dad?”
Vegeta can do nothing but yell as agonizing pain seems to take over his mind.
Suddenly Vegeta’s eyes glaze over and the pain stops, as he enters a trance-like state.
“I think we need to get you to a doctor.”
Trunks puts his hand on Vegeta’s shoulder, but Vegeta grabs his wrist and twists him around, forcing him to his knees. He unsheathes the sword from Trunks’ back and holds it to his throat as he twists his arm a bit further.
Trunks cringes in pain.
“Father, what are you doing?”
A voice booms from behind them. “Excellent work, Prince Vegeta, now tie him with this”
Vegeta drops the sword, and as he reaches for Trunks’ other wrist, Trunks tries to twist out of his grasp, resulting in Vegeta twisting his arm tighter.
Trunks screams as his arm breaks with an audible crack.
Vegeta grabs his other wrist and pushes Trunks face first into the dirt, taking the cord that the stranger holds out to him and tying it around Trunks’ wrists.
“That’s right, make it good and tight.” The voice commands.
Vegeta tightens the ropes until Trunks’ wrists begin to bleed.
“Goku, can you hear…” Trunks’ thoughts are interrupted by a searing pain, resulting in a scream.
“Ahahah bad little half-breed. There will be no use of powers as long as that cord is touching you.” The voice scolds.
“HELP!” Trunks begins shouting, and the stranger notices Vegeta flinching, trying to break free of his control.
“We haven’t much time, shut him up.”
Trunks feels himself being picked up by the hair, and then everything goes black.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This was my first attempt at writing a DBZ fan fic, and I tried to stay as true to Vegeta's and Trunks' personalities as possible. Please rate and Review if you'd like me to continue! Thank you!
This story takes place after Cell, before Buu, when Adult Trunks is still around.
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Trunks came bounding down the stairs.
"Good morning, Trunks!" Bulma greeted him.
"Morning...um."
Bulma giggled a little, "you can call me mom if that's what you’re comfortable with."
Trunks smiled. "Mom."
They stood smiling at each other with an affectionate silence between them.
"Where's....Dad?"
"Him you may want to refer to as Vegeta."
"Oh, right."
"And he's gone out training. Something has gone wacky with the gravity chamber and you know how impatient he can be, so he's gone off into the wilderness."
"Actually, I don't...I never met...my father."
"Really! I was a single mom?!!"
"You had no choice, he'd been destroyed by Freiza. His ego got the better of him. He was wanting Freiza to suffer, so he toyed with him...toyed with him until Freiza was mad and saw a moment of unguarded overconfidence in which he took dad by surprise."
"How awful...Thank you, Trunks, for saving him from that."
Trunks nods.
"I'm going to go find him, maybe he'll let me train with him."
"But he left hours ago, he could be anywhere by now...let me make you some breakfast."
"No thanks, I'll eat when I've come back, I don't like feeling full and sluggish when I fly."
Bulma sighs.
"All right then, be careful."
"I will." Trunks gives Bulma a kiss on the cheek and is gone in a streak.
...IN THE WILDERNESS...
Vegeta is punching a giant bolder until it breaks into tiny pieces, doing back flips, and shooting power in random directions at various cliffs.
Vegeta: "Why haven't you gone back to where you belong?"
Trunks pokes his head out from behind a tree that he thought he was hiding behind.
"How'd you do that? I had my power level pushed way down."
"A true warrior should know how to sense another presence whether they hear or feel them or not."
"That’s amazing!"
"Are you going to answer me?"
"There's nothing to go back to."
"What about your mother?"
Trunks shrugs. "She told me to come here, she knows I'll have a better future here."
"Humph. Stupid boy."
Trunks’ eyes register a flicker of hurt feelings, but only for a moment.
"Go away and stop bothering me."
"I thought you might want a decent sparring partner...I'm pretty sure I'm better than a bunch of rocks."
"Heh...doubtful."
Vegeta flies away from him, and begins punching another boulder, furiously.
Trunks stands there, defeated, sad, and rejected. Then a flicker of determination enters in his eyes, and he flies full speed at Vegeta, who dodges easily.
Trunks hits the boulder, using it to push off and fly at Vegeta again.
Vegeta again dodges, seemingly disappearing and reappearing behind Trunks, kicking him in the back, sending him flying to the ground.
Vegeta doesn't give him a chance to even attempt to get up as he brings his foot down hard on Trunks' back. Trunks lets out a winded grunt. Vegeta kicks him in the stomach, sending him flying into the cliff, leaving an impression in it before falling to the ground.
"Get up."
Trunks slowly pushes himself up, glaring at Vegeta.
"Faster." Vegeta throws a power ball at Trunks, and he jumps out of the way. "Are you going to be a sparring partner a damn rag doll?"
Trunks’ nostrils flare angrily, as he throws blast after blast at Vegeta, creating a rain of energy. When the dust settles, Trunks expression turns to shock as he sees that Vegeta isn't there.
Before he can turn around Vegeta kicks the back of his head, hard. Trunks falls to the ground, unconscious. He opens his eyes in time to see Vegeta's Galick Gun flying at his face.
Vegeta watches as it hits him despite his efforts to dodge.
"No wonder he got his ass kicked in the future." Vegeta mutters to himself.
Trunks slowly rises to Vegeta's height, he's breathing heavily, and his pant legs are burnt off, revealing the burnt skin below.
"You should stop before you get hurt, Bulma wouldn't like it."
Vegeta turns to fly away and receives a punch to the back of his head. Vegeta turns back slowly.
'"You have a death wish, I see."
Trunks is glaring at Vegeta, nothing but pure hatred showing in his eyes.
Trunks swings out, Vegeta doesn’t move as his fist connects with his face, sending him flying into a bolder.
Trunks is on top of him before he has a chance to recover, punching his stomach repeatedly.
“You sick, selfish bastard!” Trunks yells as he hits him, “You left me. You left us! Don’t act like you care!! I can’t tell you how many nights she lay awake crying! How often I wondered why you weren’t there for me. All because you had to get your revenge! Well who was supposed to protect us?!” Trunks is crying by the time Vegeta grabs his wrists to stop his punches.
“Are you through now?”
Trunks’ watery eyes meet Vegeta’s, and show nothing but humiliation for his outburst.
“I-I’m sorry.”
“I imagine you’ve been waiting a long time to say that to me.”
“Well, yes, but not to you…I never meant to make you pay for the sins that you’re not even going to commit now…”
Vegeta smirks.
“Sometimes it’s good to just get it off your chest. Truthfully I’m glad to see you deal with your anger Saiyajin style.”
Trunks smiles back, but Vegeta’s smile is replaced with pure anguish as he grabs his head, and falls from his hover to the ground.
“Dad?”
Vegeta can do nothing but yell as agonizing pain seems to take over his mind.
Suddenly Vegeta’s eyes glaze over and the pain stops, as he enters a trance-like state.
“I think we need to get you to a doctor.”
Trunks puts his hand on Vegeta’s shoulder, but Vegeta grabs his wrist and twists him around, forcing him to his knees. He unsheathes the sword from Trunks’ back and holds it to his throat as he twists his arm a bit further.
Trunks cringes in pain.
“Father, what are you doing?”
A voice booms from behind them. “Excellent work, Prince Vegeta, now tie him with this”
Vegeta drops the sword, and as he reaches for Trunks’ other wrist, Trunks tries to twist out of his grasp, resulting in Vegeta twisting his arm tighter.
Trunks screams as his arm breaks with an audible crack.
Vegeta grabs his other wrist and pushes Trunks face first into the dirt, taking the cord that the stranger holds out to him and tying it around Trunks’ wrists.
“That’s right, make it good and tight.” The voice commands.
Vegeta tightens the ropes until Trunks’ wrists begin to bleed.
“Goku, can you hear…” Trunks’ thoughts are interrupted by a searing pain, resulting in a scream.
“Ahahah bad little half-breed. There will be no use of powers as long as that cord is touching you.” The voice scolds.
“HELP!” Trunks begins shouting, and the stranger notices Vegeta flinching, trying to break free of his control.
“We haven’t much time, shut him up.”
Trunks feels himself being picked up by the hair, and then everything goes black.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This was my first attempt at writing a DBZ fan fic, and I tried to stay as true to Vegeta's and Trunks' personalities as possible. Please rate and Review if you'd like me to continue! Thank you!