Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Holding On ❯ 2 ( Chapter 2 )

In the previous chapter Mirai Trunks shows up and gives shocking news about a threatening plague that has destroyed his world.

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Oh yeah, ***** stands for flashback.

That night:

Capsule Corp.

"Is he still asleep?" asked Bra as they all sat around the dinner table.

"Yeah. Should we let him rest or wake him up for food?" asked Bulma.

The room turned quiet as they thought it over. If he hadn't slept in two weeks then he would want his rest, but at the same time they probably shouldn't make him go that long with out eating, he was Vegeta's son after all, even if it was Vegeta from an alternate reality. "Oh well, I'll be up all night working on that information so if he gets up and is hungry I'll be awake."

The Briefs family finished eating and left the dinner table. Vegeta went back outside for one last quick work out before he went to sleep and Trunks went out to Kami knows where, while Bra was stuck staying home since she was grounded.

Bulma finally sat down at the computer and began to go over 'her' notes on this plague that Mirai Trunks had briefly talked about.

"Let's see...," she mumbled, talking to herself because it was an easier way to sort through her thoughts. She flipped through a couple of pages and skimmed through the side notes to find out about the symptoms of the disease first.

"Well, it appears to affect the memory but not personality of people. According to this, subject A was married with 2 kids and always very organized, but when he contracted the disease he could not remember his wife or children, and actually joined the circus to become a trapeze artist? And yet everyone still said he was obsessed with organization and still had the same attitude."

She looked at more of the pages in disbelieve when she noticed that the others were just the same way.

"After a certain period of time, based on height, weight, and previous health, other parts of the brain become affected. Not only do they believe that they are someone else but they eventually start to lose control. It says here that half the population died from just killing each other. The other half apparently died when the chemicals in their brain caused their eating process to slow down until they stopped eating all together and eventually died from lack of nourishment or they starved to death."

Bulma could only imagine the insanity that those who weren't conflicted with the disease at first faced. She couldn't begin to think of how it would feel to lose her family to such a terrible fate.

Bulma finally got to the part with her future self's notes on the cure she had been working on. "Why did she just stop?" she asked herself.

"She was losing hope on a cure. So she began to work on a vaccine so this world wouldn't have to face the terror if it was inflicted too." replied a voice behind her.

She turned around in her wheely chair just enough to see her 'son' with long hair. "Why didn't she keep working on the cure though? Then she could have made a vaccine. Was there that little hope?"

Trunks sighed. "The disease can work backwards as well. For some people it would affect their eating and then their memory. My mother had contracted the disease, which is spread by a chemical through touch. The disease spread so quickly because it invaded the water supply as well as most of the currency. She contracted it and wouldn't eat… I suppose she lost hope and knew that she wouldn't have enough time to work on a cure. She almost completed the vaccine too."

Trunks entered another world and Bulma could see his gaze as it unfocussed as if he was in a trance.

Trunks was remembering the time before he left. His mother was weighing about 89 pounds and looking in very poor condition. He had tried as hard as he could but was unable to help her.

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After she had stayed up all night in the lab, which she had locked him out of, she opened the door and found him sitting in the living room. She just walked up to him and shoved several objects into his hands roughly.

"I want you to go back in to time Trunks. I will know what to do in that world. There's no hope left here, but they can live Trunks. And so can you. Go...please."

Her shaking hands gave him the objects and he stood firm. "I'm not going to leave you alone mother. There has to be something, something we missed. There just has to be a way to fix this."

"Please, just go." Bulma collapsed against her son. "Nooo!" He screamed.

Her breathing had stopped and it was obvious that she had died. That day he had to bury his mother in a grave, and mark a tombstone for her…
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Trunks felt something pull him back to reality with a sudden jerk. Looking up through the hair that fell in his face he stared at a different version of his mother. A version, which had less wrinkles from worrying and brighter skin from less crying.

"Trunks, I know that I can never replace your mother. And I know that we can never replace your world. But I want you to know that we are all here for you and you will always have a home here. Why don't you go get some dinner? My mom probably saw you get up and finishing a meal for you right now."

Mirai Trunks didn't know how to respond so he just nodded his head and walked reluctantly out of the room.

Somewhere in a car after Pan and Jeremy's date...

"I'm glad you agree with me," said Pan.

"Oh good, I was going to tell you tonight but I always thought of you as a friend and I didn't want to hurt you." said Jeremy who was sighing with relief.

"Well, not everything's meant to work out right? I guess we got along so well because we're just good friends, not because of any romantic thing."

"So we're friends?" asked Jeremy hopefully.

"Yes, we're friends."

Pan was so extremely happy. She had always enjoyed her time with Jeremy, but not so much because it was a date. He was just so easy to talk to.

"So...Got another girl?" she asked slyly. She felt the car swerve just a little and laughed at Jeremy's expression.

"Oh come on Jere, we're friend I don't care. So come on! Tell me about her!"

"Uh well, you see...Her name is Sarah."

"Sarah Deleon? Oh I know her. She's so sweet."

Jeremy relaxed and fell into an easy conversation with his friend. "She is isn't she? And she is so cute too. The only reason I haven't asked her out yet it cause of us."

"Well that's not stopping you now. Get over your whole shyness and ask her out tomorrow. I know for a fact that she has a crush on you so she should say yes."

"I hope so. So, is there anyone special for you?" he asked, mocking the sly tone she used on him previously.

Pan just blushed and looked down towards her sandals. "Well sort of. I'm not really sure though, I've kind of got mixed feelings about it."

"Well, come on...details details..."

Pan smiled. "Well, he has purple hair, he's real strong and he just has that whole air of cuteness and sweetness around him. His name's Trunks."

"He sounds great. Does he share any feelings?"

Pan sighed lightly "I doubt it."

"You're just being hard on yourself. Get to know the guy better and spend time with him so he knows you. I guarantee that any guy would be crazy not to fall for you. Kami knows that I'm probably crazy."

Pan smiled and noticed that they had pulled up into her drive way.

"Well I should go inside. I'll see you at school on Monday ok? Call me!" She leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek before ruffling his hair. "And don't forget to talk to Sarah ok? Promise me you will. I want you to be happy."

Jeremy smiled shyly "I don't know. I just feel so shy around her. I tell you what, I will talk to her if you talk to this guy of yours ok?"

Pan considered the proposal. "Ok, I guess I can at least get to know him better right?"

"That a girl." Jeremy ruffled her hair too and smiled when she wrinkled her nose. She gave a quick "See yah later." Before opening the door to the car.

She proceeded to exit the car and ran up her walkway happy.

When she entered the house and watched him drive away she started to run through the living room until she reached the stairs and froze. She turned around and noticed her parents trying to sneak out of the room unnoticed.

"Waiting up for me?" she asked giggling.

"Uh, no, we just couldn't sleep. So you seem happy. How'd the date go?" she asked, trying to change the subject

"Oh we broke up. We're just friends now. I'll see you two in the morning" She continued to run up the stairs towards her room.

"I guess we can ask her why she's so happy about breaking up with a guy, in the morning?" asked Gohan.

Videl just stood there. The two dumb struck parents walked back to there rooms.

Back at Capsule Corp.

Bulma was still in her lab just setting things up. According to the notes the disease wouldn't appear for another year, but she decided to work on the vaccine quickly in case it would take too long. Besides, it being another universe the bacteria already present here may be adapting and mutating already. Tonight she was just organizing everything. She'd start the actual work tomorrow.

She picked up the folder of papers that her future son had given her and straightened them up when a small paper glided from the pile onto the floor.

Sighing she bent down to pick it up. She immediately recognized the handwriting and noticed that it was addressed to her. 'That's strange' she thought absentmindedly. 'Why wasn't this stapled to the rest of the papers?'

She began to read the small intimate note before she dropped it to the floor and turned around to flip through the papers. 'Oh gosh, how can this be happening now? Life just isn't fair. Please tell me I can fix this.'

She bent back down and picked up the note again. 'It's probably a better idea to keep this to myself for now.' she thought carefully. 'I don't want everyone to panic. I just have to speed up this potion project. I guess this means I'll be pulling a ton of all nighters, starting with tonight.'



AN: Ok everyone I know the chapter was short but I needed a filler chapter before I could start the next one. In the next chapter bad news strikes. Who is responsible for a phone call, which creates a huge problem in the Son household? What does Bulma discover? How does daily life go?

Find out on the next chapter of Holding on.


Oh, and I have some family visiting for the week, so I'll try and get another chapter out but it might be a while.