For the random writing prompts, 9 with Trunks and Goten (platonic) ❤️
I don’t know how put in a read more on mobile, but this isn’t very long!!
Tbh this random idea came to me outta nowhere, so this was really fun to play with. I doubt I’ll do anything else with it but I’ll keep this in my back pocket lol. This was really fun
9. You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.
Nobody saw it coming when East City was destroyed in the blink of an eye. Then South City. Followed by North City. And then, West City too was eradicated without a trace.
Goku and Goten had attempted to save as many people as possible with Instant Transmission, but the carnage had spread too quickly. They weren’t quick enough.
Trunks cursed his own shit luck. He was holding up in a safe house far from civilization, with a bunch of survivors Goten had rescued.
“You moron…”
Goten laid unconscious, his brilliant orange gi tattered and stained with blood. He had jumped in front of a blast meant for Trunks. Even at a fully powered Super Saiyan 3, Son Goten couldn’t intercept the blast in time and got caught in the full force of the explosion.
Trunks felt it was a miracle that he had survived. And even more of a miracle that the damned enemy didn’t bother to check if he had finished the job before moving on with his rampage, going off on some tangent about eliminating all trouble throughout the timelines so their plans could continue unbothered
“Timelines my ass.” Trunks spat.
Twenty years of peace after Majin Buu had been snapped just like that. The unknown force took out anything and everything in its path.
Trunks periodically focused to see if he could still sense the rest of Earth’s Special Forces, if they were still alive. From what he could tell, he could sense a handful of them gathered together. But not sure who’s who.
Some were probably hiding their ki, like he was.
Others…. He looked to Goten. He hoped the others didnt end up like that. Or worse.
Hours went by. Goten hadn’t moved. The supplies weren’t enough to tend to his wounds. And there was no sign of the explosions from outside ending anytime soon.
“For fucks sake, Goten, you need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
Nothing. Trunks slammed the ground so hard it caused a small crater. He tried using his energy as a ki defibrillator, but even that only went so far.
“You’re the strongest in the universe! You can’t be beaten by some bitch who attacks by surprise!! Wake. UP.” Trunks shouted to his friends unconscious body. “You have a wife and two little girls at home, right!? Don’t let them down!
Goten stirred at that. “God, you’re loud.”
“Welcome back. Knew Marron and the girls was the only thing keeping you going.”
He sat up, flinching. “Motherfucker got me good. Who the hell was that?”
“Hell if I know. But now it’s time for payback. That thing will wish he never came here.”
“What do you have in mind? I could use my ultimate attack but I dunno if that would’ve been enough.”
“Something even better than that. Our trump card.” Trunks helped Goten slowly stand.
Goten winced in pain and his legs almost gave out on him, but was saved by Trunks.
“Guess we’ll be needing this.” He reached into his gi and pulled out the last Senzu Bean. He split it in half and gave the other half to Trunks.
“You had a senzu this whole time?” Trunks was more annoyed than anything else.”
“You’re the one who didn’t bother to check. But whatever. We haven’t done that pose in a long time. You sure you remember how?”
“Of course I do. While you’ve been slacking off playing with your girls, I’ve been training.”
“Yeah yeah, sure you were. Get ready, we’re making the jump instantly.”
“Right.”
A fully healed Goten and Trunks stood a few paces apart, facing forward. They were mirror images of each other.
“FUUUUSION——HAAAA!”
