CHAPTER FOURTEEN: SENTENCE
The skies were dark and everything seemed gray as Piccolo, Kryllin, Goku and Trunks stood there reliving the moment of Vegeta’s death over and over again. It was the first time Trunks had actually witnessed the death of his father; the image still haunted him. Goku did not say anything as he stood there for several seconds. He bided his anger to keep it from spreading but it did not seem to be helping him any. The fire inside was burning at Goku to attack.
The silence of their thoughts was soon broken by that haunting laughter. Bra, still remaining in his grip as Image Goku continued to shake her. Goku felt his energy increasing as he heard Bra’s desperate cries for help. He quickly turned his head towards the image of himself and glared at it.
Kryllin watched Goku quietly before questioning, “What should we do now?”
Goku looked at him before looking back up towards Image Goku and yelling, “Put her down! Your fight is with me!”
The image stopped and stared down at him, a smirk crossing his face, “That it is.”
He threw Bra down towards Piccolo and Trunks, however his hand did not waiver as he flattened it out and fired a strong ki blast down. The blast shattered the little girl’s screams as it consumed her. Trunks’ eyes widened as he watched his sister drown to shreds by the evil energy attack. As the smoke cleared the remains, some tattered clothes, floated down to the ground and lay still. Trunks could not stand it any longer. He yelled as his energy increased, his aura glowing a bright yellow as he went Super Saiyan. The Image of Goku watched as the boy continued to power up.
Trunks could not stand it; First his father and now his little sister. He was her older brother; he was supposed to take care of her, to protect her, to keep her safe. This was not fair. Trunks’ memory burned with the images of Bra; how she always smiled at him, always hugged him, always wanted to be with him and yet he turned away. He turned away just as Vegeta had done to him. How could he have let himself fall to this? How could he just watch her die and not lift a finger to help her. His father had even tried to help and yet he had done nothing. He had tried so hard to impress his father with his power that he had forgotten all about his family, his friends, and his life. He yelled in agony and anger, as his power increased even more. The ground beneath him cracked and split. Piccolo stepped back and watched as Trunks yelled out all his frustration. Before he could be stopped, Trunks powered up and took off heading towards the Image in the sky.
“Trunks!” Kryllin yelled in attempt to stop him.
The boy did not listen as he flew up to the Image and started throwing punches and kicks. He moved with increased speed all over Image Goku, hitting him several times. The image just stood there, without response, as he felt the attacks impact his body. Trunks continued for quite some time, his anger increasingly dying down as he threw each punch. His body became tired fast as he suddenly threw a punch into Image Goku’s chest. The image, tiring of Trunks' futile fight attempts, reached out and grabbed the boy's throat. Trunks began to choke as the grip increased around his throat, his body went still. He reached up with his hands and grabbed Image Goku’s wrists, his legs struggling to break himself free.
From the ground Piccolo, Goku and Kryllin watched. Goku was trying to think of something he could do, but the situation was all coming in too fast for him to think quickly. He could not throw a ki blast for he might kill Trunks but at the same time if he attacked the Image might hurt Trunks. The Image, hovered in the air, laughed as he watched the struggling child in his grasp.
“You see! This is what happens when you try and defy me!” he yelled.
“Leave him alone! This is your last chance!” Goku yelled up at him.
From the sky, Trunks and Image Goku were alone. Trunks started to cough and choke, feeling his breath becoming harder to gather. He felt his body stopping, his hands now lightly gripping the image’s wrists. Image Goku watched as the boy’s life was slowing fading.
“Do not fear Trunks. Soon you will be with your father and your sister. This is all just temporary. Remember Trunks, after this life there is another,” Image Goku said calmly to the boy.
Trunks looked at him through weak eyes; feeling his last breaths as he quietly choked out, “…I … hate…… you.”
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