So, my second short story. I hope you like it as much as the first one. And now have fun and the usual greetings to VidelZ and the club!






---Just a dream---




“Trunks!” Bulma stood in the doorway. "What are you doing? Are you mad? Leave my things!" Trunks was playing around with one of her inventions. "Is good mom!" he said dejectedly and went out with slouching shoulders. “Wait!” Bulma smiled. “If you are so bored, why don't you invite yourself over to SonGoten or go to him?” “Don't feel like it!” Trunks trotted off. She watched him go. “What's he got now!” She looked at her inventions. “Maybe Vegeta should do something with him!” She thought about it. "Exactly! I just have to persuade him!"


Vegeta trained in the gravity room. He focused on the robot balls and tried to avoid their rays. Suddenly it got light and gravity was set back to 1G."Hey ...?" He turned and saw Bulma standing in the doorway. “What is it?” He came closer. “Where's Trunks?” “How should I know?” Vegeta grimaced. "I don't have time for it now! What is it now?" Bulma looked into his eyes. "Take care of your son! He's got something!" "A reason not to take care of him! If he has something to say, he'll come!" Vegeta turned around. "He has to go through it himself! He's no longer a child!" And he started training again. Bulma sighed and left. “Trunks?” She would just send him in to see Vegeta. And woe to him if he ... "Yes mother?" Trunks appeared in the door of his room. "Go see your father! He wants something from you!" Trunks looked wide. "Really? What?" Bulma shrugged and went into the kitchen. She had to control herself not to run after him. Trunks trotted toward the gravity room. "What does dad want from me? Probably just more training or something!"He opened the door." Papa? "Vegeta paused in the air." What is it now? I said ... oh trunks! "He looked around." Bulma isn't here at all? "Trunks shook his head." She said you'd want something from me! "Vegeta came closer." So, I want that! "Secretly he had to smile. Bulma never gave up quickly. But he looked at Trunks with a serious expression." Your mother said, you have something! Then out with it! And stop this fuss in the future! It is not fitting for a warrior to howl to a woman! Get through it or come to me! "Trunks stared at him. He was too stunned to react. Vegeta just growled one more time and started exercising again." He wants to know how I'm doing? What is going on here ? "He hadn't taken the last remark from Vegeta seriously, he knew his father too well for that. This time Vegeta let his true feelings shine through. Trunks left.



“Good night!” Trunks withdrew to his room. As always, he tried to keep his mother from her embarrassing bedtime scene, but she was about to come up. He lay down in his bed and listened. But nobody came up the stairs today. Trunks no longer knew what to make of the situation. He turned out the light and tried to sleep. But it was clear to him that it couldn't be done. He looked out the window and still half expected to hear Bulma run up the stairs. But he was fooling himself. Somehow he knew that she was definitely not going to come. He closed his eyes. After a few minutes, however, Trunks heard something. Rather, he felt it. he did not open his eyes but concentrated on them. A great force gathered in front of his room. He stopped short. Vegeta!


Vegeta gathered all his courage and walked towards the door. This time Bulma was right. He too wanted to know what the boy had.He opened it quietly and peered into the darkness. He took two steps in and closed the door behind him. then Vegeta looked for Trunks'Aura. He went to the bed and knelt. Trunks didn't move and had closed his eyes. But Vegeta instinctively sensed that he was awake. "Who do you play the sleeper for?" he asked softly. “Your mother spares you tonight!” Trunks opened his eyes and looked at him in the dark. “What's going on, Trunks?” Vegeta cocked her head. "Nothing? What should be?" "Come on! Who are you kidding around here?" Trunks looked up at the ceiling. Vegeta was right, he can never fool him. "Is nothing important!" he muttered. Vegeta looked at him disappointed. " How you mean !" he was about to pry up when Trunks glanced back at him. And this time he said it all. Vegeta looked into his son's eyes and read sadness and bitterness in them. It stung him. Even though he always preached the hard school, he didn't want his son to have to deal with feelings at this age that he himself could hardly bear.He stayed on his knees. "Say Trunks ..." He closed his eyes for a moment and straightened. “Have I ever told you about our real home?” Trunks almost sat up. He stared at Vegeta. "No ..." he stuttered. What was going on now? "You're telling me ... a ... bedtime story?" he asked cautiously. Vegeta looked away irritably. “No!” Trunks slid lower under the covers. " All right !" he said. Vegeta pulled himself together and sat on the edge of the bed. "Well, let's start ... well, our planet was called Vegeta!" Trunks widened his eyes as expected. "Like you?" "I was named after him!" Vegeta said with a small smile. "That's where the Saiyajins lived! We were ..." And then Vegeta started talking and talking. Trunks registered with secret amusement that Vegeta was loosening up and his gestures increased. But he followed his father's words intently. Vegeta told him about the home of the Saiyajins for over two hours.He created a colorful picture of the planet and the warrior. He told Trunks about the mythology and roots of their race, as well as heroics and kingdoms. Eventually he came to the destruction of Vegeta and then fell silent. Trunks still looked him in the eye and waited. Nobody said anything. Outside the night sky was lit by the moon and the stars were twinkling. Then Trunks said quietly, “Thank you!” Vegeta nodded and stood up. His knees cracked loudly and he stretched. Then he left without another word. Trunks looked at the stars. He still hardly believed it. His father had told him a story! it was too good to be real. “Crazy!” Trunks closed his eyes and lay on his side. He processed the story of Vegeta and tried to sleep. This time it worked.




He stood on a vast desert plain and was all alone. The wind blew dust and stones around and made visibility worse. But he wasn't quite alone.A figure stood about 20 meters in front of him. He could hardly make out her, but Trunks waited. The gust would be over in a moment. Then gradually the dust became less and Trunks could actually see the figure. Maybe anyway. She was surrounded by a darkness that couldn't really be seen. He couldn't tell whether she was tall or short, or male or female. Trunks was confused. He was afraid of the creature. For no reason, he knew that it was death and dangerous. He shuddered. He was about to ... the creature attacked without warning. Trunks blocked, confused, and backed away. But he was kicked in the side and flew backwards. It crashed through a rock and landed hard on the ground. Groaning, he got up and looked in the direction from which he had come. The creature came closer. Very slowly. Trunks wiped blood from his face and transformed into a Super Saiyan. Then he attacked. But the creature avoided his blows.It just couldn't be grasped. Trunks screamed and tossed discuses and energy flashes. But none had any effect, although Trunks was sure to have met at least twice. Suddenly the creature stood next to him and touched him. Trunks screamed. Icy cold flowed through his body and the pain was incomprehensible. He sank to the floor and gasped. With tears in his eyes, he held his arm where it had been touched. Then he looked up. The creature reached out its hand to his face ... and suddenly flew through the air. It spun around and crashed into a rock. Trunks looked around, startled. Vegeta stood there, still holding one hand toward the creature. He glanced at Trunks out of the corner of his eye, but said nothing. Suddenly the creature came back. She still said nothing and made no noise, but that was what frightened Trunks beyond measure. He watched in disbelief as Vegeta backed away meter by meter, because this black thing covered him with blows.Then Vegeta flew. He landed on the floor and rolled over several times. Dust was thrown up. Trunks was unable to move. The creature came up to him without turning. Trunks wasn't sure she needed this at all. He got up and charged his aura. "Youuuuu!" he screamed. “You'll regret that!” He attacked, but so quickly that Trunks couldn't see it, he was hit in the neck and landed with his face in the rock. It was getting dark. After a few seconds something grabbed his left leg and Trunks screamed. It hurt like hell and his leg went freezing. He shook off the impending faint and turned around. The black creature leaned over him and held out her hand. Trunks closed his eyes. then it rumbled loudly and he winced. An ice-cold breath brushed his face. Then he blinked and peered around. The black thing was gone. It was lying next to him, smoking from his back. Trunks looked around. Then he spotted Vegeta.He was standing where he had fallen and was just lowering his right hand. It was covered with scratches. Trunks swallowed. Vegeta had a deep crack in the face that ran from the forehead over the right eye to the cheek. He looked pretty scary. Trunks got up. He looked at the black something on the floor and then slowly walked towards Vegeta. But the closer he got to it, the stronger the wind grew. More and more dust and sand were blown around. Trunks got faster. " Father !" he shouted. But he no longer saw him. He turned helplessly. Then he heard a grinding noise and put his hand over his eyes to see something in the dust. Suddenly the creature came up to him. It flew towards him incredibly quickly. Trunks closed his eyes. The