Chapter: Trunks and the Saiyans 3 (Desperate Love)

thanks to <br />
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Louna_chan <br />
and <br />
Vegeta W 17 <br />
I hope you will forgive me that the part will be so short and that this one will also be short
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"Ishta ???" Trunks asked cautiously and stepped into the clearing where there wasn't a single tree, he still felt scary .. <br />
The voice had been very close to his ear, him to him ... what was that? <br />
Trunks spun around, expecting to see something. A figure? A being??? <br />
He saw the trees around him, arranged in a circle in the middle of the clearing. Was that there before? <br />
He stepped cautiously closer, step by step he had the feeling that he was being watched. <br />
The trees seemed to be quite young ... freshly planted probably ... but who came here? <br />
except him? <br />
Trunks smiled at the thought. He was the only one here! He also didn't know why that amused him now. Maybe because of the situation maybe? <br />Slowly he stepped closer, freshly cared for, nicely done ... you just had to say a strange kind of trees. <br />
Trunks was now sitting cross-legged in front of the circle and staring into the middle. <br />
“A sapphire?” Trunks put his hand to the stone and flinched back shortly before ... <br />
if the voice was so scary what if he took the stone? <br />
"since nobody says anything now!" he said in the area "I'll take a look at him!" he grinned and took the stone completely in his hands, pulled it close and looked at it. <br />
big and round it lay in his hands, a wonderful work, a masterpiece. <br />
blue like the water. <br />
Trunks lifted him into the light and smiled slightly, it looked as if the stone would catch the light and reflect it again and he seemed to hear a little rustling as the blue turned into waves. <br />
"beautiful," Trunks muttered and continued smiling. <br />
he carefully pulled it back and put it back in the middle of the tree circle.<br />
"Oh!" with a sigh he lay down on the ground and stared at the sky, everything was so beautiful ... so calm ... so kmoically calm ... <br />
Didn't he want to find out what the voice meant? <br />
but he could think about that later, for sleep overtook him. <br />
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The stone lit up mysteriously in the circle and a word <br /> appeared in squiggled writing
a word of meaning <br />
~~ ishta ~~ <br />
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but Trunks didn't notice ... <br />
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Darkness came, it got cold, the wind stopped blowing, the grass remained silent around Trunks nothing happened, only the stone continued to shine as the only source of light. <br />
He didn't notice anything for a long time and suddenly ... he was gone. <br />
The wind was blowing again, the sun was shining, but Trunks was gone while the stone still shone and the word ISHTA faded. <br />
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"Hey there is one ..." "Wow that looks weird!" <br />
"HAHAHAHAHAAA! Looks stupid!and his fighting power! hahahahhah guess! "<br />
"0?" <br />
"hahahaha no 5!" <br />
Laughter rang out. <br />
And not even then did Trunks wake up, not even when he was picked up (you sleep well!) <br />
and not even when they were going on a long journey did he wake up. <br />
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The city looked strange ... everything carved out of rock, a huge mountain range, where many people, yes were they people at all? , lived. <br />
Where I want to start is a market right in the middle of town where only one slave was sold. <br />
You didn't need to be hungry here, only workers were considered, whoever had which was high in rank .... only trunks well ... <br />
"uh what ???" he had just woken up and was looking at what he saw. <br />
"uh yes hello? IS SOMEONE THERE ???" he shouted his dungeon together. in any case, it looked like it .. <br />
cold, damp stone walls, a slight inclination to the gross, which was because a few rats were scurrying around. <br />
and a cough. <br />"Forget it kid ... you can't get out of here ... unless of course you are bought," coughed a thin little man, in the cell directly above him. <br />
Trunks looked confused ... "huh?" he just did and folded his arms behind his head. <br />
"Sorry is that a movie ??? If so ... I'm sorry, but I'm not part of the cast! sry, if the film is screwed up now," he said, grimacing and grimacing. <br />
(do you know that expression when someone at DBz looks at me like that! I call him ... what do I know..dammit ... never mind ^^) <br />
The old man looked to the side and stared around ... <br />
"Sorry ... my name is Trunks Briefs ... if there are losses ... no problem I support everything!" he grinned and looked at the man, but when he realized he was still looking that way. he stopped and looked at him questioningly. <br />
"What is it ??? I'm sorry ... but!" <br />
"Shut up!" snapped another cell from another cell, just like the one next to him.<br />
"Who do you think you are? Hm?" <br />
"uh Trunks Briefs ... from the CC, why ??? is there a problem ???" Trunks asked, staring at the old man. <br />
"Is something wrong ??? Mister ?? Are you not okay?" he asked worried and stepped closer to his bars. <br />
"It's just ... oh nothing!" he sighed and leaned back. <br />
"I'm too old!" <br />
"Father don't say something like that, please!" the man next to him pleaded. <br />
"You will ... surely ... oh come on! Stop it! You will not go to waste here! I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT!" <br />
A small sob reached his ear as the cell next to him rested from the roar ... where the crying came from. <br />
-N Schnulzenfilm, Drama? or will it end in a comedy ??? - Trunks wondered, looking around confused. <br />
"Can someone enlighten me ???" he asked carefully and looked at the man who sank down with a little smile. <br />
Slowly his gaze turned to Trunks and continued smiling.<br />
"do me a favor if you two get together ... take care of my son, will you?" he asked him. <br />
Trunks looked more confused and scratched the back of his head ... What in the name of Dende was going on here ??? <br />
"Father!" <br />
"Be quiet, nobody wants an old punk ... like me!" said the old man and looked down at himself, he was wearing clothes, something torn but still in good shape. <br />
Trunks looked carefully down at himself ... his suit was gone and he was only wearing his shorts, sweater and scarf. Where were his work clothes? <br />
"Sorry if I bother again ... but IF SOMEONE COULD TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!" he screamed and the old man covered his ears. <br />
"all right, all right!" he soothed Trunks and washed this thing away with a wave of his hand. <br />
"You are here ..." but he didn't get any further because someone came in. A shadow and then you saw a man about 2 meters tall, muscular and with quite long hair.<br />
This man came to his cell and looked at him. <br />
"You"; he nodded to Trunks "and you!" he hissed to Trunks' cell neighbor. <br />
"ääääähhhhh?" he looked embarrassed and stared blankly at the man. <br />
"Please what???" he asked when the door was opened by him and he was pulled out rather roughly, as was his cell neighbor <br />
Actually, Trunks could easily beat this guy down ... but curiosity prevailed. <br />
He looked next to him and saw the young man, the boy from the old man. <br />
He was about 1.80 well built, but not that many muscles, a good profile and brown hair with silver eyes. <br />
And he saw the old man who was watching them with a sad and unconscious look in his silver eyes, "Bye, father!" said the young man, before they were pulled out into the open. <br />
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I'll take everything back but it turned out very well and long uh, have fun ^^