10-20-2005, 05:04 PM
Today was turning out to be one awesome day. It may have started out boring what with the metal legged dude yammering on about history and ratings, but now it was turning into something cool; dead bodies, traps, explosions and now a giant nuclear weapon that could blow up the entire asteroid. Trunks? opinion of history had changed because of this experience, it was definitely not as mind-numbing as previously thought.
??and a bag of chips.?
Speaking of chips, it had been awhile since the Hybrid had eaten, at least 3 or 4 hours from what he could remember; however he might have been asleep for quite awhile before being transported to this rock so it easily could have been eons since he last ate. So, while everyone was bickering and discussing between themselves what to do about this new little problem they had stumbled upon, Trunks would take a few steps back before disappearing from sight to see if he could find any canned food or military rations within the abandoned compound.
The Ader made some macho comment to the news about this weapon of mass destruction they had found, only to be quickly cut down by the blue haired girl.
?Then we disarm it,? chimed in a certain lavender haired saiyajin standing behind Bojack, arms crossed and a smirk plastered onto his face. ?That?s the only obvious choice, right?? The poor Ader was being attacked on both sides by the sibling Duo so he had nothing left to do but suck it up and fan out like everyone else had begun to do. It turned out that walking around aimlessly in a dank, dark, and dusty building wouldn?t help group XTREME in their endeavor to disable the ticking nuke. Of course, that was fine for Trunks, as he wasn?t on his current agenda something much more important was at the top of that list. Both he and Goten had traveled quite a good distance into the compound, yet the hybrid couldn?t shake the feeling of a nearby presence while the other saiyajin youth went about looking for clues.
?I?d better get this over with, and quick?? Muttered Trunks, his eyes shifting from either side trying futilely to pierce the darkness; muscles tensing also as he slowly raised his arm to draw the blade on his back.
?Fucking sick!?
Like a coiled spring, Trunks body reacted with split second timing and whirled around with the huge blade in hand as though it weighed nothing to the lavender haired youth. It?s metal tip raked across the ceiling of the room creating a loud screeching sound along with a shimmering light as the metal on metal friction created giant white sparks before coming down on to cleave the skull in half and collide with a dull loud thud against the floor. Nothing, all he?d managed to hit was a skull, but as Trunks raised his head he could see The Ader standing in a doorway behind Goten- both staring at each other for a brief second. The hybrid sighed and drew back his blade, only briefly noticing the small bit of crimson on the tip of his sword- probably nicked the kid when he sliced the skull in half.
?Careful crying wolf like that kid?? Trunks turned away from the two and vanished into the darkness through a small opening in the wall before everyone came into the room to investigate what had just happened.
Searching for food ended up proving fruitless for the hungry saiyajin, while he did manage to find a clan or two it wasn?t anything anyone could consider edible. Why someone would stock up on pickled broccoli was beyond Trunks, and the thought of what was in the can that had a dog on the label and called ?The Other Meat? only caused him to shudder in terror. Strangely enough he managed to wander right back into the group as the all huddled in the tiny room where Goten had screamed, still bickering about what to do with the nuclear weapon- he?d hope they?d have it figured out before he came back so he wouldn?t have to do anything but it didn?t work out that way so the only choice was to use his vast wisdom to help them out of this jam.
?I say we kick it and see what happens!? Brilliant, that?s the only word Trunks could think of to describe this idea of his while stroking his chin like the stuffy guys did on the free TV channels in the Ragnarok headquarters.
Sadly, to his dismay, the idea was quickly shot down by all those present. He surmised that this was because they couldn?t possibly fathom the awesomeness of this plan, but ignorance was bliss so he let them go about mulling over what to do- probably deciding on some boring and stupid plan that would end up succeeding through sheer luck.
But it turned out that it wasn?t only Trunks who understood the brilliance of his plan, for no sooner after he had tried to hock it to the group than Raditsu went through with it, in a manner of speaking, it ended up with a lot of destruction and chaos which was totally cool in the hybrids books. After it was done, and Rad had gotten ?destroying buildings? out of his system he went about explaining the method in his madness and announced that Trunks was indeed much smarter than the group.
?HA!? Trunks let out with a cocky laugh.
This drew unwanted attention from the rest of the group who looked as though they were ready to maul him, but it wasn?t the poor youth?s fault that they weren?t as intelligent as him. That was their parents fault, and bad genetics.
?Told ya?? He added in a sheepish voice before walking off once again after they had turned around to let Raditsu explain in greater detail what was happening. Trunks had better things to do then hang around with them anyway, he would discover the secret of this place on his own and show them- good!
??and a bag of chips.?
Speaking of chips, it had been awhile since the Hybrid had eaten, at least 3 or 4 hours from what he could remember; however he might have been asleep for quite awhile before being transported to this rock so it easily could have been eons since he last ate. So, while everyone was bickering and discussing between themselves what to do about this new little problem they had stumbled upon, Trunks would take a few steps back before disappearing from sight to see if he could find any canned food or military rations within the abandoned compound.
The Ader made some macho comment to the news about this weapon of mass destruction they had found, only to be quickly cut down by the blue haired girl.
?Then we disarm it,? chimed in a certain lavender haired saiyajin standing behind Bojack, arms crossed and a smirk plastered onto his face. ?That?s the only obvious choice, right?? The poor Ader was being attacked on both sides by the sibling Duo so he had nothing left to do but suck it up and fan out like everyone else had begun to do. It turned out that walking around aimlessly in a dank, dark, and dusty building wouldn?t help group XTREME in their endeavor to disable the ticking nuke. Of course, that was fine for Trunks, as he wasn?t on his current agenda something much more important was at the top of that list. Both he and Goten had traveled quite a good distance into the compound, yet the hybrid couldn?t shake the feeling of a nearby presence while the other saiyajin youth went about looking for clues.
?I?d better get this over with, and quick?? Muttered Trunks, his eyes shifting from either side trying futilely to pierce the darkness; muscles tensing also as he slowly raised his arm to draw the blade on his back.
?Fucking sick!?
Like a coiled spring, Trunks body reacted with split second timing and whirled around with the huge blade in hand as though it weighed nothing to the lavender haired youth. It?s metal tip raked across the ceiling of the room creating a loud screeching sound along with a shimmering light as the metal on metal friction created giant white sparks before coming down on to cleave the skull in half and collide with a dull loud thud against the floor. Nothing, all he?d managed to hit was a skull, but as Trunks raised his head he could see The Ader standing in a doorway behind Goten- both staring at each other for a brief second. The hybrid sighed and drew back his blade, only briefly noticing the small bit of crimson on the tip of his sword- probably nicked the kid when he sliced the skull in half.
?Careful crying wolf like that kid?? Trunks turned away from the two and vanished into the darkness through a small opening in the wall before everyone came into the room to investigate what had just happened.
Searching for food ended up proving fruitless for the hungry saiyajin, while he did manage to find a clan or two it wasn?t anything anyone could consider edible. Why someone would stock up on pickled broccoli was beyond Trunks, and the thought of what was in the can that had a dog on the label and called ?The Other Meat? only caused him to shudder in terror. Strangely enough he managed to wander right back into the group as the all huddled in the tiny room where Goten had screamed, still bickering about what to do with the nuclear weapon- he?d hope they?d have it figured out before he came back so he wouldn?t have to do anything but it didn?t work out that way so the only choice was to use his vast wisdom to help them out of this jam.
?I say we kick it and see what happens!? Brilliant, that?s the only word Trunks could think of to describe this idea of his while stroking his chin like the stuffy guys did on the free TV channels in the Ragnarok headquarters.
Sadly, to his dismay, the idea was quickly shot down by all those present. He surmised that this was because they couldn?t possibly fathom the awesomeness of this plan, but ignorance was bliss so he let them go about mulling over what to do- probably deciding on some boring and stupid plan that would end up succeeding through sheer luck.
But it turned out that it wasn?t only Trunks who understood the brilliance of his plan, for no sooner after he had tried to hock it to the group than Raditsu went through with it, in a manner of speaking, it ended up with a lot of destruction and chaos which was totally cool in the hybrids books. After it was done, and Rad had gotten ?destroying buildings? out of his system he went about explaining the method in his madness and announced that Trunks was indeed much smarter than the group.
?HA!? Trunks let out with a cocky laugh.
This drew unwanted attention from the rest of the group who looked as though they were ready to maul him, but it wasn?t the poor youth?s fault that they weren?t as intelligent as him. That was their parents fault, and bad genetics.
?Told ya?? He added in a sheepish voice before walking off once again after they had turned around to let Raditsu explain in greater detail what was happening. Trunks had better things to do then hang around with them anyway, he would discover the secret of this place on his own and show them- good!
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