Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Twisted ❯ Gone ( Chapter 1 )
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By: MystikShadows 
“How could you Vegeta,” his voice was venom. He would no more call a man who left his family father, Vegeta was never a father. Trunks scowled and turned his back taking one last glance at his house he flew into the air toward the town. He had to get away. His ears ignored his Grand Parent’s yells for him as he took to the air and away from the pain.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.07.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 406 | Visits: 236 | Status: Work In Progress
“How could you Vegeta,” his voice was venom. He would no more call a man who left his family father, Vegeta was never a father. Trunks scowled and turned his back taking one last glance at his house he flew into the air toward the town. He had to get away. His ears ignored his Grand Parent’s yells for him as he took to the air and away from the pain.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.07.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 406 | Visits: 236 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not repeat underscore darken enlarge DO NOT own DragonBallZ or GT.
Prologue
Bulma looked up into the now darken sky her tears long since dried. The pain she felt within her chest was enough to make her soul harden. She will not give in to such emotion again. Tearing her vision away she turned and walked back into the house ignoring the many looks from her parents and son. She was no more. She died when he left her, left his son. Her hand went to her belly. She died inside knowing that her child would never know a father or mother, because the father left and the mother...was no more.
Trunks watched his mother’s sad figure walk painfully inside the house. His heart broke for her yet there was nothing he could do. His mother was as stubborn as his father. Looking back into the sky his face hardened.
“How could you Vegeta,” his voice was venom. He would no more call a man who left his family father, Vegeta was never a father. Trunks scowled and turned his back taking one last glance at his house he flew into the air toward the town. He had to get away. His ears ignored his Grand Parent’s yells for him as he took to the air and away from the pain.
Bulma watched her son fly away and felt a stab of guilt. She was into her pain so much she forgot what Trunks felt. A boy of only eleven should never have to see his father...
Bulma let out a sob. Her hands clutched on top of her vanity. All these years and she never thought...she only saw in him a changed man but she was wrong how could he even...
She gasped when she heard a crunch, her hand began to throb. Looking up through her tears she saw her hand. It went through the mirror on her vanity. Small red drops of blood fell onto the white wood and she set amazed. She bled for him, she gave him her heart and in return...he left with another woman.
Author’s Note: Okay just remember this was only the beginning the rest will be wwwaaayyyyy longer not only that but it will get better promise. Please read and review more...thanks
Prologue
Bulma looked up into the now darken sky her tears long since dried. The pain she felt within her chest was enough to make her soul harden. She will not give in to such emotion again. Tearing her vision away she turned and walked back into the house ignoring the many looks from her parents and son. She was no more. She died when he left her, left his son. Her hand went to her belly. She died inside knowing that her child would never know a father or mother, because the father left and the mother...was no more.
Trunks watched his mother’s sad figure walk painfully inside the house. His heart broke for her yet there was nothing he could do. His mother was as stubborn as his father. Looking back into the sky his face hardened.
“How could you Vegeta,” his voice was venom. He would no more call a man who left his family father, Vegeta was never a father. Trunks scowled and turned his back taking one last glance at his house he flew into the air toward the town. He had to get away. His ears ignored his Grand Parent’s yells for him as he took to the air and away from the pain.
Bulma watched her son fly away and felt a stab of guilt. She was into her pain so much she forgot what Trunks felt. A boy of only eleven should never have to see his father...
Bulma let out a sob. Her hands clutched on top of her vanity. All these years and she never thought...she only saw in him a changed man but she was wrong how could he even...
She gasped when she heard a crunch, her hand began to throb. Looking up through her tears she saw her hand. It went through the mirror on her vanity. Small red drops of blood fell onto the white wood and she set amazed. She bled for him, she gave him her heart and in return...he left with another woman.
Author’s Note: Okay just remember this was only the beginning the rest will be wwwaaayyyyy longer not only that but it will get better promise. Please read and review more...thanks