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As soon as Trunks left the spaceship main station and ran to the gate, there he met his father, Vegeta who was just a few feet from jumping down from the gate and leaving the headquarters, the young half-saiyan remained standing in his place, just a few meters away from the spiky haired saiyan thinking that he should do something to stop him but… how could he stop him? he could not run up to him and hug him because he would possibly get scared and end up throwing him away with a ki blast, from what he understood, his father had never liked to keep close physical contact with him, he only showed his affection for his little sister and rarely did it with his mother, but never with him, had he taught him that showing strong or emotional feelings was for weak saiyans; however, as hard as Trunks tried, he was unable to suppress his emotions or the affection he felt for either his father or his mother. Another thing that occurred to him to do was to try to approach him and touch his shoulder to get his attention but that also implied close physical contact, he was for a brief moment thinking about what he could do to get his father's attention and stop him, he didn't have many options and time was running out.
“Elite saiyan soldiers, please move your spaceships towards the airstrip located outside the headquarters to carry out the take-off” a male voice announced through loudspeakers, which echoed throughout the place and penetrated the hulls of the ship arriving to Trunks ears, upon hearing that announcement, the lavender haired half-saiyan looked back at his father who was about to leave the ship.
"Dad..." Trunks said with the hope that Vegeta would turn to see him but his voice had come out so soft and low that it was impossible for him to hear it, less with the powerful noise made by the spaceship propellers and engines "dad!” he tried to call him again raising the tone of his voice a little this time but he got the same result, Trunks was beginning to despair, he did not know what else to do to call his father's attention; however, he made a quick decision and before he could finally leave the spaceship, Trunks opened his mouth again and yelled with all his strength "D-DAD, WAIT!"
“Huh?” Vegeta stopped his action and turned his head to look at his son who was still standing in his place without moving “what do you want now, brat?”
“I, uh... I just... I just wanted... I wanted to tell you that... well...” the young lavender haired half-saiyan hesitated a bit, he did not know why but everything he had thought to say to him had suddenly vanished and now he was very nervous. Vegeta frowned a little when he saw that his son did not finish his sentence “is that I…”
“SAY IT ONCE! I don't have all day and in case you haven't noticed, I must leave the spaceship, it won't be long before for the take-off” the spiky haired saiyan replied a bit annoyed by his son's hesitation, Trunks remained silent for a short second and finally he found the words he was going to tell to his father.
“I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to miss you'' Trunks told him, Vegeta did not answer, he only stood there, secretly looking at his son, he smiled slightly, nodded, waving goodbye and left through the ship gate, but not before writing a code which will close it automatically. Trunks looked at his father leave the ship and lowered his gaze a bit hurt since he had no idea what he had meant with that gesture, when, suddenly, a hand rested on his shoulder and when he raised his gaze he met with Gyoza standing behind him.
“Don't be upset now, prince. I'm sure your father will miss you too, even if he doesn't tell you personally” the female saiyan said, Trunks stared at her silently and nodded “come on, we better go back to the main station, it won't be take long before the spaceship takes-off”
“Okay.”
Once there they went their separate ways, Gyoza sat in her seat next to Odoboru who in addition to being the co-pilot was in charge of the ship's engines and boosters, and Trunks took a seat in the captain's chair, the backrest was so big and high that his body barely occupied half of it.
"Everyone is at their respective posts?" Ika asked the rest of his partners.
"Yes!"
"Perfect” the saiyan answered, he turned his gaze to Trunks "prince, would you do us the honor of giving the order to direct the ship to the runway?” the saiyan prince did not answer his question so he ended up turning his gaze to Odoboru "all right since it seems that our captain is not able to do his job then I will do it. Odoboru, start the engines and direct the ship towards the runway"
The other saiyan did not answer, he only nodded to his partner, started the ship's engines and with the help of a lever installed in his control panel he managed to move it slowly and carefully out of the headquarters towards the runway where most of the ships that were heading to the different planets in the universe were landing and taking off with the purpose of carrying out their assigned missions.
"Prepare the countdown for takeoff, I will increase the speed of the ship's propulsion system so we can cross the gravity field" Odoboru ordered to his partners, Ika pressed some buttons on the control panel display activating the countdown while Trunks and Odoboru himself were busy moving the ship towards the runway, the lavender haired half-saiyan could see that the speed in the jet propulsion system was increasing little by little "everyone better fasten your seatbelts, the takeoff may become a little bumpy"
Once the ship left the headquarters and was located on the runway, Odoboru again increased the speed of the engines a little more, soon, a deafening noise resounded throughout the main station that pierced the ears of all the saiyans aboard the ship, especially Trunks, who being a half-saiyan had ears a little more sensitive than those of a pureblood saiyajin and made a great effort to endure the piercing pain.
“Fifteen seconds to take-off and counting...” Ika said observing the chronometer on the station's main computer "fifteen, fourteen, thirteen, twelve..."
While the saiyan was busy counting down to the ship's takeoff, Gyoza turned her gaze to Trunks and noticed that he had not yet put on his seatbelt, she raised her gaze to his face and turned her chair and sat down in front of him.
"Pst... prince, prince Trunks“ the female saiyan called, Trunks looked away from her without understanding what was happening now and what she wanted to tell him just before takeoff "I noticed that you did not put the seatbelt on your chair, put it on for takeoff or else we will not be able to leave"
"Huh?" Trunks looked down to his seat and indeed, he could see that he did not have his seatbelt on, a small blush appeared on his face but he quickly obeyed his partner and put on his seatbelt to avoid falling or hitting himself during takeoff "thank you, Gyoza“
She did not answer him just said what seemed to be a “you're welcome" in an almost inaudible whisper, once that was done, Trunks pressed a couple of buttons that gave more power to the boosters, he knew that the force of gravity in Vejitaseii was easy to get through but hard to get out and if they wanted to get out of there heading to their mission they had to have all the strength and speed on their side.
"Five, four, three, two, two, one! We're taking off!" Ika yelled just as the ship powered hard onto the runway. A violent shaking rocked the entire structure, making the metal creak.
"Aaaaaaaaah! What's going on?!" Trunks criedt with his eyes closed, clinging tightly to the armrests of his seat as his body trembled with fear.
"Calm down, Prince Trunks!“ Ika shouted from his seat, holding his controls "it's completely normal! We're going through the atmosphere and the gravitational field!"
"Exactly, this is part of takeoff! take a deep breath and don't fight the pressure! we're almost out!" Gyoza added forcefully, though her tone was meant to be comforting.
The ship gave one more hard jolt, then another... until finally the pressure began to ease. The lights stopped flickering and the shaking stopped. Outside the side windows, a black background dotted with stars replaced the reddish sky of Vejitaseii.
"Is it... is it over?" Trunks asked in a trembling voice, barely opening one of his light blue eyes.
"We're already in space” Odoboru said smiling as he looked at his monitors "the ship is stable. Good job, team"
Trunks let out the air he had inadvertently been holding and slumped against the back of the seat.
"Wow... that was... amazing... and scary..." he gasped with a nervous smile.
"It may sound strange, but it happened to all of us on our first takeoff” Gyoza said, turning slightly toward him "and considering you're a prince, you did pretty well"
"Thank you... I guess. I didn't think leaving the planet would be so... intense. This is... officially... my first time off Vejitaseii" Trunks confessed, now staring out the window, fascinated by the vastness of the universe in front of him.
A reverent silence filled the cockpit for a few seconds. Everyone stared up at the stars, each with their own thoughts.
"Prepare to activate the coordinate system, we're on course for the assigned planet" Ika announced, returning to the control panel.
But Trunks did not move. Still wearing his seatbelt, he continued to stare into the vast darkness of space, unaware that this trip would mark the beginning of something much bigger than he had ever imagined.
The trip passed calmly, after several minutes of silence, Ika turned his seat to look at the rest of the crew.
"This is going to be a long trip" he said, stretching a little "what do you say if we go into regenerative sleep for a few hours? the automatic system will take care of the course"
"Good idea“ Odoboru replied, leaving the panel in autopilot mode "that way we'll arrive at the planet more revitalized"
Gyoza nodded and began to unbuckle his belt.
"The regeneration chambers are ready" she informed them "the capsules are already programmed with the sleep cycle"
Odoboru turned to Trunks with a relaxed smile.
"Prince, would you like to join us? These chambers are designed to relax body and mind, they will do you good."
The lavender haired saiyan shook his head gently.
"No, thanks... I still have plenty of energy, besides... I don't think I could sleep if I tried."
"As you wish, your highness" Odoboru said with a shrug before leaving with Gyoza, Maguro and Ika down a side corridor towards the regeneration chambers.
Trunks watched them leave, silence once again taking over the ship being interrupted by the soft hum of the engine and the control panel lights subtly flickering. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was asleep, the young saiyan got up from his seat and began to walk down the curved, metallic corridors of the ship, his footsteps echoing lightly on the floor.
He remembered that, at the start of the mission, his father had mentioned something about a storage room. Moved by curiosity, he headed that way.
Far away, on the fringes of Arkazon's Terra-tres, an Earth ship of stealthy design and advanced technology orbited in silent mode. Its shape was elongated and dark, with no official signatures, inside it a dozen humans and humanoids worked in a shadowy command bridge illuminated only by blue and red screens.
"Confirmed" a female voice said from the surveillance console "it's a Saiyan ship, Regent Class model. Small crew. Probably a reconnaissance mission or field test"
"We can't go wrong with this target, the buyer wants more than just a warrior" a bulky man in a black jacket asked, crossing his arms.
"I checked it three times, there is a record of real genetic signal inside it" another officer added sliding data on a round screen "the system detected an imperial code, it's him, the heir of Vejitaseii"
An expectant silence fell on the bridge. Everyone understood the magnitude of what this meant.
"Then we can't afford to fail” the commander growled "organize the team, we'll send a boarding unit, we'll intercept the ship when it activates its planetary entry protocol. We will capture the heir and bring him back alive. The black market will pay a fortune for a slave of royal blood"
"What about the rest of the crew?" a younger operator asked.
"If they cooperate, they'll live. If they don't... well, that's not our problem. The goal is only one: King Vegeta's firstborn."
The orders were distributed efficiently. As the hunters prepared to invade, the stealth ship continued on its course, hidden among asteroid fields and interference pulses. Like a shadow waiting for the right moment to pounce on its prey.
When he arrived, Trunks noticed that the door was slightly open. He pushed it gently and was surprised to find that it was not a common storage room: the inside was filled with well-organized shelves, full of books, manuals, and e-readers. Some were thick physical volumes, others were connected to screens or data projectors.
“A library on a conquering ship?” he murmured in surprise.
He approached one of the shelves. The titles spoke of ship maintenance, emergency procedures, flight sequences, analysis of extreme weather, galactic flora and fauna… but one of the shelves caught his attention:

“Planetary Life: Volumes I–XX”

Trunks reached out and took one of the volumes from the collection. It was heavier than it looked. He opened it on a nearby metal table, and a digital interface lit up, projecting images into the air. The volume seemed to be divided by solar systems. He searched through the digital pages until he found a section marked with a red triangle:

“Azarkon System–Planet C-43.”

“That's the code for the planet we're going to...” he muttered. He ran his hand over the interface to expand the file. Soon, data began to appear about the atmosphere, native species, vegetation, and rudimentary social structures. Trunks leaned both arms on the table, reading with a frown. It was strange... there were vague details, as if someone had written them in a hurry. Even so, one highlighted phrase made his skin crawl:

‘Planet C-43 contains primitive intelligent life forms, susceptible to domestication. Potential for recreational, aesthetic, and experimental use, similar to the life forms harbored on Earth.’

“Earth?” he repeated surprised, tilting his head “isn't that an extinct planet?” he frowned even more. He did not remember anyone mentioning that to him. Not his father, not the Saiyan council, not even his crew. In fact... he had no idea why he knew almost nothing about the purpose of his mission. He had only been told that he was to lead it. He slammed the book shut and returned it to the shelf. His heart was pounding, but he did not understand why "there's something strange about all this...” he muttered to himself as he looked around. For now, there was nothing he could do but wait... but he was determined to find out what was being kept from him. What Trunks did not yet know was that planet C-43, described in the archives as a world useful for the domestication of alien species, was none other than Earth itself. That world, which, according to the official records he knew, had been wiped off the galactic map centuries ago after a series of internal wars, was in fact the heart of interstellar trafficking of living creatures, and now, ironically, the destination of his first conquest mission. Trunks sat back down at the table, turning on the “Planetary Life” volume again. The mention of Earth continued to spin around in his head. Feeling a strange emptiness in his chest, he searched for other volumes on the shelf and began to compare the information on C-43 with that of other planets already conquered or explored by Saiyans. He noticed that, unlike other worlds, data on C-43 was brief, sparse, and almost entirely written subjectively, as if someone had altered the official information. Many details were classified, hidden behind encrypted files, or even crossed out. This only increased his unease “why are they hiding this information…?” he muttered to himself, feeling his unease grow inside him “this isn't a conquest. This is… something else.”