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History of Trunks Prequel
by N3k00-Ch4N
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Everyone know "History of Trunks" OVA perfectly but... what happened If there's another story? an story which anyone knows? Well, you're going to read a very special prequel about Toriyama-san OVA
Warning: Contains yaoi, shota, graphic violence and gore
Dragon Ball and their characters don't belong to me, they belong to Toriyama-san, Toei Animation and Fuji TV.
Warning: Contains yaoi, shota, graphic violence and gore
Dragon Ball and their characters don't belong to me, they belong to Toriyama-san, Toei Animation and Fuji TV.
Graphic Violence
Shota
Deathfic
Prologue : Immortals
“'Cause we could be immortals, immortals. Just not for long, for long, and live with me forever now, you pull the blackout curtains down, Just not for long, for long. We could be immor- immortals” Immortals- Fall Out Boys
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Almost nobody remembers exactly what life was like before the androids appeared and attacked the innocent people who apparently were not to blame for anything, destroyed cities until they were reduced to rubble, it was very difficult to escape alive without being reached by them but that's the way things were now, it was all about fighting, winning or surviving at all costs. But a long time ago, things were not like that, people did not have to constantly escape from a threat that harms their lives and fight to survive. Before there was a team of warriors who were responsible for keeping the land safe and away all those threats whose goal was to destroy the planet, that team of warriors were known as the "Z Senshi", however; One of the first warriors to leave without even having to face those odious machines created only to kill and destroy, it was Son Gokū who had contracted a heart disease thanks to a virus coming from space. Although Saiyans are a very strong warrior alien race and very resistant to diseases and injuries, Gokū was not strong and resistant enough to overcome that virus, after his death the Z senshi did not train for three years believing that there would be no more threats to the earth for that period of time but they were wrong.
Due to lack of training, none of them was able to defeat the androids #17 and #18, one by one the Z senshi were falling: Vegeta, Ten Shin Han, Chaozu, Yamcha, Piccolo... Krillin was one of the last Z senshi who tried to face the androids but like his friends, he also fell and it did not take long for him to join them, none of them could be revived with the dragon balls since they were disappeared and they were also useless with Piccolo dead. When this happened, humanity had lost all hope that something or someone could protect them from those monstrous machines or that was what they thought until a small hope appeared, another one of the Z senshi survived the attack: Son Gohan, the son of the now dead Son Gokū but... How did he survive without the androids finding him? Easy, he managed to hide and after seeing all his friends, his father and especially his sensei Piccolo died around him, Gohan was completely alone, he had no one to hear him cry or laugh with him, he did not know what do, he supposed that for now no one was going to have to depend on him... at least until that day...
The little boy of nine, almost ten years old was standing in front of what would be a kind of makeshift cemetery, was improvised because some crosses made of wood protruded from the dry ground, his expression was pure sadness and pain, his eyes did not shine and how would they be if only a few months ago he had just lost all his friends? Well, not all of them, Bulma was still there and she was another survivor of that devastating attack that had taken everyone she had ever met, including Vegeta, the light blue-haired woman looked down at her arms where she was carrying a little baby in them. That baby was Trunks, maybe he was still too young to understand what was going on around him but he would be the hope and salvation of humanity in a not too distant time.
“Gohan-kun” Bulma said approaching to the boy “in the end, we are the only one left”
Trunks started to move to see Gohan, stretched out his little arms while still laughing. Gohan was surprised for a second, extended his hand and the baby took it in his, the contact was nice, he had not felt that in a long time and by inertia the tears came out of his eyes but he knew how to contain himself, he did not want to cry in front the baby and much less in front of Bulma but something that he would have for sure was that he would never forget that pleasant and warm contact, that contact reminded him a bit of his dead sensei Piccolo.
"You are all we have left, you are our only hope, Trunks" Gohan thought without letting go of the baby's small hand who rested comfortably in his mother's arms.
Gohan, Bulma and Baby Trunks stayed there all together watching that tragic sunset.
