I DO NOT OWN DRAGON BALL Z AND ITS CHARACTERS. And sorry, Bulma lovers.

Chapter 1

BACK TO MY PRESENT

After helping the Z warriors defeat Cell, Trunks finally returned to his timeline. It was the most amazing as well as the most hellish experience that he ever had in his lifetime. He had finally met his father, Vegeta, the proud Prince of all Saiyans. With his mind full of thoughts of his adventurous journey (mostly of his father), he got off his Time Machine and started walking towards the Capsule Corporation, almost in ruins. The place had been a housing complex, the home of Bulma Briefs, of her parents and Vegeta with all the modern facilities, equipped with labs for research and inventions, until the Android Invasion. Trunks was all alone, left with dreadful memories of deaths of his family members and friends including the Z warriors.

Trunks entered into his semi-dome shaped residence and then to his makeshift room, hall to be more precise as he had removed all the walls for easy and quick access to all the facilities. Only the kitchen, lavatory and the research unit had been kept separated for the purposes of cleanliness, decency and success of his inventions respectively. At the centre was a medium sized bed. To its left was a study table, accompanied by a library of books of all sorts, to the right a huge collection of grooming products with a dressing table. In front of the bed lay his high tech TV-cum- computer-cum-gaming console with inbuilt transmitter (which Trunks called TCR). But for Trunks, his most valuable belongings were the souvenirs left by his family and friends which were neatly stacked at the head of his bed. The demi- saiyan took the photograph of his parents in his hands and said, '' Mom, Father, I have returned. Sorry that I couldn't save you. But you will be happy to know that I fixed the Time Machine and ensured the survival of everyone in the past. Now I will make the androids pay for their savage deeds. Love you."

Trunks then decided to have some food. He was about to rush off to the kitchen when his TCR beeped and proclaimed in a cool female voice, "ANDROID ATTACK AT SOUTH CITY. REPORT IMMEDIATELY". With that the screen automatically flashed showing the images of the two cyborgs of destruction who were busy in bathing the city in blood and gore. "THAT'S IT YOU BASTARDS", bellowed Trunks with all the hatredness and fury he could muster. Within a nanosecond, he was at the destruction site, thanks to Goku's Instant Transmission technique. Goku had taught this technique before Trunks' second training at the Time Chamber.

Soon Trunks spotted the two androids who were about to blast away a man. Trunks teleported before the man and deflected the blast towards a rubble." Well, well, well look, who we have here 18, our beloved punch bag, Trunks. Hey, Trunks, long-time, no see", 17 said mockingly. Trunks replied, "Just to train so that I can destroy you both". The androids burst into mirthless laughter. 18 coyly said,'' Trunks darling, do you think by adding some extra muscles and height, you can beat us? But hey wait a sec, your face! You look older, don't you think 17?'' 17 realised this too but he said," So what, his parents were older than him and look where they are now." Saying this he cracked a cackle and 18 followed. That made Trunks' blood boil, transforming him into an ascended Super Saiyan. He retorted, "That's the last laugh of your life. Now prepare to die. "With that he charged at the two. The androids were pretty confident about their victory but when they felt his ascended power level and saw him move, they were dumbstruck. "Son-of-a-bitch! Where did he go? Did you feel his power?" exclaimed 18 while 17 looked here and there in awe trying to feel Trunks' energy. "Right behind you, whore", came Trunks' voice. 18 and 17 turned only to be slammed to the ground. Then he bound them in shackles and collars of pure energy and plastered them each on two separate buildings. The androids couldn't believe their eyes. How could he get so strong in such a short span of time? Trunks smirked. "Your days are over 17 and 18. Now I will make you pay for your sins and avenge all those who were murdered in cold blood at the hands of you two. So who wants to feel my wrath first? Well, 17 comes before 18 right?" With those words, Trunks moved towards 17 until he was nose to nose with the male android.

For the first time, terror showed in 17's terrorising eyes. He desperately struggled against the chains and shackles but all in vain."It's no use 17. Your destruction is inevitable but don't worry I will take my time". Then, Trunks mocking face turned into a savage face full of rage. The next moment, Trunks' right knee was in the gut of 17, earning an agonizing cry from 17. Trunks punched him over and over like a boxer punched his punching bag. The sky filled with deafening cries of 17. But, Trunks didn't stop; instead he powered up even more and continued with more vigour. Springs of blood erupted from 17's mouth only to cover Trunks' face giving him the appearance of a demon.

18 was watching the bloody scene with horror-filled eyes. She wasn't even trying to free herself. It seemed as if the scenery before her had stolen her voice. Silent tears flowed down her eyes as she saw her dear brother being squashed mercilessly. The past scenes of murders and destruction caused by them flashed across her mind; all of a sudden she could feel the pain of their victims. She and her brother deserved it, deserved to be tortured at the hands of Trunks, she thought. But, they were designed to commit all those gruesome sins. That was the sole purpose of their existence. It was Dr. Gero to be blamed not them. He had injected the seeds of violence and blood thirstiness in them. But 18 knew better; they could have chosen to defy Gero's programming but they went on to do his bidding even after his death at their own hands and now they were going to die. Just then, a gut- wrenching scream brought 18 back to reality. 17's limbs were being pulled out of his body one by one by Trunks who blasted them into smithereens. Trunks prepared for the final blow. He constructed a huge ball of energy that engulfed 17. After a blinding flash of light, 17 was nowhere to be seen; he had entered the other world's dimension.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" let out 18. For the first time in her life she had screamed that loud, the intensity of vibration nearly slitting her vocal cords. She turned to Trunks whose front was smeared with 17's blood making him look like a ruthless terminator. 18 continued to watch as her death approached her slowly. Never had she seen him so handsome. She could swear he was the most handsome man on this planet. Yes, she had some sexual fantasies with the younger Trunks. But, now that she had seen Trunks in his prime youth, those fantasies seemed insignificant to her. The face of Trunks had transformed from that of an adorable boy to that of a devilishly handsome prince. His long golden hair glorified his royal face. One long strand of hair above his forehead made all its way to his chin, fuelling up his sexy look. His grey coloured trousers were no longer baggy instead they wrapped his lower body sensually, showing his muscled yet lean and sleek legs. His royal blue jacket embraced his torso with extreme passion; it's gracefully folded sleeves revealing his strong forearms. The visual treat before 18 sent cold shivers up her spine. Fluids of terror and arousal mingled in her stomach and were making their way towards her womanhole (a pun on manhole). With a gigantic effort, she pulled herself together and whispered," How could you? You are supposed to be the hero, right? You could have given him a chance."

"O really, did he give my mother a chance? Did you give my father a chance? Did you both give all those a chance whom you murdered mercilessly? Those words don't suit your disgraceful mouth, bitch! Anyways, it doesn't matter now. Get ready for your departure from my divine planet."

18 knew her end was near. Her human side desperately wanted to live. She didn't want to die at such a young age. It had only been a few years since her first day as an android on this planet. She knew she had to beg to stay alive. Her torture session was about to begin when she pleaded," Please Trunks, I admit our follies. Please, don't kill me. I-".

"Stop! Enough of your crocodile tears."

"No please, I'll do anything."

"What can you do except for killing and destruction?"

"Well, I am an android. I can handle machines and gadgets expertly. I know I can't bring people back to life but I can help in re- establishing the infrastructure and provide rehabilitation and other facilities to the people alive. Please don't kill me." 18 pleaded.

"No thanks, I am a technocrat myself. Before dying, my mother gave me a capsule which contained all the things she knew about science and technology. It had all sorts of plans and projects for future."

"But, you are alone, Trunks. Many will die before you reach them. I can help speed up your rescue mission. You just have to give me an instruction and I'll follow it like a slave."

Trunks was totally stunned by 18's proposition. He thought for a moment," She is right. Even with my mom's brilliant ideas, I won't be able to provide rehabilitation on a mass level. But, she is the killer bitch. This could be one of her wicked plans to thwart me. And what would my father say. He would be ashamed of a son who spared his father's killer. But, I've to think of the greater good. If Goku were alive, he would have certainly given her a chance .OK, I'll spare her but if she cheats me, I WILL KILL HER."

18 was watching Trunks with rapt attention. Holding her breath, she examined the several transformations of emotions on his handsome face. When she saw the determined look on his face, she knew it was time. Trunks lifted his right arm making her twitch in terror. More tears ran down her face till she closed them and waited for death to take her away but death never came. She opened her eyes to know what had happened. She followed Trunks' gaze and lo! Her limbs were free. She screamed out of joy and whirled around in mid air. She looked at Trunks with a mix of astonishment, gratitude and joy. "O Trunks! Thank you, thank you so much." Saying that 18 tried to hug him but Trunks pinned her against the wall. His rock-hard plain chest crushed her round bountiful breasts mercilessly. 18 let out a whimper of fear and ecstasy. An unfamiliar heat started to build between her thighs.

Trunks noticed nothing of this. He held her hands in a bone crushing grip, pushed her further into the wall and said with rage and hatred," Don't be overjoyed you whore. I am sparing you only for the welfare of my planet. I am going to use you like a repairing tool. If you try anything fishy like killing people behind my back, I swear I will dispose you off. Am I clear?" 18 nodded in silence. "Good, now let's roll." He detached himself from her and 18 heaved a sigh of relief. Trunks took her hand firmly and placed his index and middle fingers on his forehead. Within a nanosecond, they were in the main compound of capsule corp.

AUTHOR'S NOTE- This is my first time. So please R&R.