Area B: Day One

[Drake]

His encounter had with Reijin had left an atmosphere of animosity around Trunks which caused the hybrid to keep mostly to himself shortly after his arrival on the platform. There was nothing to rationalize this overwhelming feeling of spite towards the saiyajin, it would come abruptly and with great force, like a sudden surge of water crashing against the shore. And though he did know a bit of the history between Reijin and the two beings Trunks had previously been; it wasn?t enough to explain the reason for such malice; however, that was only from what he could piece together from the jumbled images he called memory, a fusion of Future Trunks, and Chibi Trunks? lives.

Whatever it was, it left Trunks to mope miserably in some corner of the ship while the traveled towards Dante?s abyss, sneering at anyone who tried to strike up a conversation. He was glad that the ride seemed to be shorter than he?d previously thought it would be, and hoped that getting off ship in addition to moving as far away from Reijin as was humanly possible, would lighten his mood.

?Blah Blah Blah.? Trunks thought impatiently as one of the Synex staff members went to the trouble of explaining the rules and events for this years D.A., he just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. ?Yes, yes- we all know, let?s just get this show on the road already?

Trunks was thankful when she had finished talking, not that he didn?t find the information useful, but he felt that they could have discussed it on the way over instead of waiting till they?d arrived to bore them with the details. This is exactly why he was one of the first people in line to get equipped with Syntex?s freebies before leaving for one of the designated areas; he?d had enough, and wanted desperately to get out of that stuffy ship as fast as he could to stretch out his legs- and maybe relieve a bit of stress. Nevertheless, that yearning to be free had to be put on hold while he in addition to a small group of warriors, were marched in single file down a long corridor. The hybrid had to admit that the feeling he got while walking through the narrow hallways, as the crowd roared and cheered, got his blood running and his heart pumping. But it was nothing compared to the experience of emerging from that dark passageway to the bright arena lights and a crowd of people cheering and roaring for you (Hopefully).

It was a bit disorientating, but euphoric at the same time to see so many people watching him. Trunks quickly realized that one could easily get a swollen ego from this kind of attention. ?Holy crap?? The demi-saiyajin thought in amazement. He still couldn?t wrap his head around the sheer number of people that had actually shown up to Dante?s Abyss, even though she?d said this was all about ratings, Trunks had never imagined it would be something this large scale.

?Hey!? A voice yelled insistently. ?Keep moving buddy, no need to stand there slack jawed, you?d think you?ve never been to a big tournament before.?

?Huh, wha??? Trunks stumbled over his words, tripped up by his gaping mouth.

The man just chuckled and shook his head, patting Trunks firmly on the shoulder to snap some sense back into him along with a few words. ?Just take a few deep breaths, and you should be just fine boy.?

The lavender haired saiyajin took the old man?s advice and instantly felt some of the tension release, even though the embarrassment of freezing up like that still clung to him. ?Uh, thanks?? He muttered quietly, so much so that it was almost lost to the roar of the crowd.

?No problem lad, everyone has stage fright at one point in time- best to get it over with as soon as possible and then move on.? He chuckled and gently nudged Trunks to move onward towards the center of the arena where everyone was taking off. ?We?d better hurry up; you don?t want your opponents to get too much of a lead on you.?

Trunks smiled and shook his head. ?It?s okay, I have a secret weapon, I can cover more ground then most of the people at this tournament, no matter how fast they may think they are.? He took a few steps away from the man that?d been so kind, and waved at him. ?Don?t blink, or you?ll miss it.?

?What?? But before he could get an answer from the hybrid, Trunks was gone. ?Every year they kick it up a notch?Bam!?

There was an inaudible ?pop? as Trunks appeared suddenly in the middle of area ?B?, covering what was about a few hundred miles in an instant. It?d be a few hours at the most before he saw anyone, other than those who could teleport. Though, the demi-saiyajin had hoped he would drop in a bit closer to one of the supply bunkers, rather then the outer most corner of his area, it was a small price to pay when he thought about the people who would be ambushed or shot down as they flew over area ?D? and ?C?.