[Closed] I can hear them running chains around our door

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Who: Rich and Trunks
Where: 2-B
When: Backdated to late night Jelly 2.
What: Rich returns back to the sleeper car after bolting on Trunks, and most likely after realizing a few things about the incident on the network. Bonding over trauma ensues.
Warnings: Discussion of mind control, physical and mental abuse, homophobia/transphobia, likely suicide by fire... anything about Rich's backstory might come up here so avoid if any of that is too difficult to read about!



Rich hardly dares to breathe as he steps into the room he shares. His steps are as light as he can make them, and he doesn't bother with turning on any lights. Honestly, he had been planning on just napping in the quiet car, but with how he had bolted out earlier, he had a feeling at least one person in the room wouldn't appreciate that.

God, Trunks must have been worried sick, and Rich certainly can't blame him. At least, not with the context. Even if Rich wouldn't want the concern, after what he witnessed between Jack and Rich, and after Rich had convinced himself it all was nothing...

He had been pretty messed up, and he's lucky he's started to recover himself now. It's a slow process, but healing always is. Now, if he can just make it to his bunk without interrupting someone else's process... will that be possible? Or has Trunks stayed up waiting for him?

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"Is there a reason I shouldn't want to be your friend?" Trunks said with a half-grin. Teasing slightly.

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"I... I don't know," Rich admits. "It's... complicated. I think because of who I used to be, I tend to think... no one would actually want that." Maybe he wasn't supposed to take that so seriously, but it's a thought that's still weighing on him.

[light_of_willpower]

"Well, I can only guess at some of your past. But I believe people can change, given a good enough reason."

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"Yeah? And what are your guesses? Or do you wanna hear the whole mess, from the start? Bet there's something in there to scare you off," Rich says, suddenly a little more hostile than before. Where did that anger come from?

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"You've been through a terrible trauma, besides what your squip induced. It also has done some terrible things, or tried to make you do them. I'm pretty sure, to put it bluntly, you've been through some shit. And after reading that document, you're hesitant to trust people." All guesses on Trunks' part.

"You don't scare me Rich. I've lived pretty much my whole life, minus 6 months, under the reign of actual monsters. I've met a few more, before coming to the train. I'd be dead, except I'm a good 'mouse' for them to play with as if they were cats. So go ahead and tell me all of it."

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"...Trauma, huh." Perhaps Rich can agree with that. Perhaps part of him still thinks he shouldn't be upset when other people have it worse, one of whom is right in front of him.

"I guess I'm nothing compared to actual monsters..." Rich sighs softly, and rubs a hand over his face.

"I'll talk... as long as you'll tell me more about the shit you've been through too. I don't want to unload on someone without... doing something for them too. So I don't know if that'll help, but... I just want to do something good."

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Trunks shrugged a shoulder. "What do you want to know? It's not like any of it's a secret."

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Rich looks a little taken aback. "I mean, what wouldn't I want to know about? All the stuff with your world, and the robots attacking it. It sounds like it would have been hard on you..."

And he thinks about it a little more, enough to laugh. "Honestly, with the SQUIPs, my world was on the verge of an apocalypse itself, so maybe I could learn something about avoiding it."

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"Not robots, Androids. There's a difference." Trunks said, before thinking. "You want everything from the beginning?"

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"Yeah, well. That's probably where I'm going to have to start too. So you might as well." Rich has a lot to unload, but... he would rather take his time on that.

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"Alright, well, let's start with some facts about me. I'm half-human, half-saiyan. That's an alien warrior race. In my timeline, I'm the last one I know of with any Saiyan blood. In the timeline I was pulled from by the train, there are 2 full blooded saiyans--my father and Goku--and two half-blooded saiyans, Gohan and baby me."

Trunks paused for a moment, before he continued.

"Also, there is time-travel involved, and at least 2 different timelines. Still with me?"

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"Huh... okay. Yeah, I can see how the time travel aspect's going to get confusing, but I think I understand what you're taking about so far."

So four Saiyans, though the other three had died out in Trunks' future... Rich can already tell this might be a story that involves a lot of grief.

[light_of_willpower]

"Alright, so, let's start relatively at the beginning. Goku was Earth's greatest Hero, having saved the planet from multiple threats, and turned enemies into allies, if not friends. 3 or so years, give or take a few months, before I was born, Goku came back to Earth after training in space in response to a threat named Freiza. Frieza was an intergalactic conqueror of planets. He'd send his troops to take out any inhabitants on the planet, then sell them to the highest bidder. Goku and Freiza had clashed before, on Planet Namek. Freiza died on Namek, and Goku stayed in space to train."

A pause. "Namek no longer exists by the way. There is a new Namek, but that's all I know. During the time Goku was training in space, the Namekians, and my father, went and stayed at my mother's place, Capsule Corporation. Neither of them were my parents yet, but you get the idea. Eventually the namekians moved on, while father stayed because he was waiting for Goku to return, so he could try and best him in a fight."

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Some of this sounds vaguely familiar, but Rich is smart enough not to make a comment on it. Whatever might have happened with him was reality, and Rich shouldn't dismiss that by comparing it to fiction from his own world.

"That's a lot of names, but I think I get the gist of that. Not that I get wanting to fight someone who's sort of a hero..." Different strokes, Rich supposes.

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"Father didn't really care that Goku was a hero, only that he was stronger. It's a rivalry thing." Trunks explained, as best he understood it anyway. "So anyways, in my timeline--Freiza was revived and partially made a cyborg, and he and his father and their troops headed for Earth. Even did some damage before Goku returned from training in space, and took them down. Unfortunately, not too long after, Goku contracted a heart-virus. Which killed him. A cure was developed but not in time to save him."

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"That's awful... so without him, you weren't strong enough to deal with any of the aftermath, I'm guessing."

Surely someone must have come to get revenge for Freiza.

[light_of_willpower]

"3 years later, yes. But not from Frieza or his family. Two Artificial Humans, known as Androids 17 and 18, appeared. They were regular humans who'd been so heavily modified as to no longer be considered 'human'--and they were angry. Psychotic and homicidal, they killed their creator. Then they went on to the rest of the Earth, doing what they pleased. No one left could stand up to them, and all the warriors who tried, including my Father, died. My mother isn't a fighter, per se, so she survived. I was 6 months old. Gohan, Goku's son, also survived."

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"...That's- really messed up." That's all Rich can think to say, as he feels his own fear coming back up to choke him again. He can hardly blame Trunks for hating these androids that arrived in his world, but... the fact that they'd been taken and twisted into killing machines is painful to think about.

"You didn't deserve that. No matter how they felt, they shouldn't have taken it out on the whole world."

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"Things kept getting progressively worse over time, but we managed. Humanity managed, as it did take a while for things to progress. Gohan trained me, and he and Mom kind of both raised me as best they could. He kept trying to help me surpass my limits and reach a state called 'super saiyan'. He'd achieved it, as had Goku, and presumably my father. Perhaps if Goku had survived, he and Father together could've stopped the androids with it."

Trunks shrugged. "In any case, that was our hope. But I wasn't ready, no matter how much I thought I was. Or how much I tried. I couldn't do it. And we still did our best to try and stop the androids when we could--we were the only ones who had any chance. But....Gohan lost an arm protecting me." There's a slow blink, Trunks obviously trying to keep himself calm.

"A few weeks later, we were training, when the androids struck nearby Pepper Town. Gohan knocked me out, so I couldn't join the fight. We'd already lost so much--we were about to lose one more."

Trunks' fists were clenched against his legs, in remembered anger and pain.

"I woke up later, and went to Pepper Town to find him, to try and find them. It was raining. I...I found him. Lying facedown in a puddle, looking like a mouse that a Cat had played with and then discarded. I remember Rage--and pain welling up in me. I remember something unlocking, and I'd finally done it, while tears were streaming down my face. My, in some ways the new world's as well, greatest loss yet, and finally my achieving super saiyan as well.

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Rich is listening to all of this with a horrified look, almost unable to keep himself from losing his temper as well. For Trunks to grow up in a fucking apocalypse, with a broken family, desperately training in an attempt to win out against something he was certain he would lose to... it's all so unfair, and tragic, and painful.

And then for someone who lost so much to try to calm Rich down and try to help with his trauma... it doesn't feel right. He never went through anything like this, and he could never do enough to help heal everything Trunks had gone through.

His voice is weak and choked with tears when he speaks. "I'm... so sorry, Trunks. I'm so sorry you had to go through something so awful. That's... no one should have to deal with that much pain." What else can he even say?

[light_of_willpower]

"Want me to continue? It gets...only slightly better, but it gets worse first." Trunks warned. "I'm 19 now, by the way. If we can figure out when November is on this train, that's when I turn 20."

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"Yes. I... I want you to share, if it'll help you. I just... damn, you've got it a lot worse than I ever did."

"Yeah? What day?" He's definitely making a note to save the date. Thanks to Devero knowing from his interface, he should be able to keep track.

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"It's not about who has or had it worse, Rich. Not to me, anyways." Trunks shrugged. "It's not some kind of contest." There's a wry twist to his mouth though. "You can see already why I'm not fond of androids."

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"Yeah, I... I can't blame you at all for that. Even if what happened to them was awful, you didn't deserve that directed at you."

He does hope, deep down, that Jack is just a regular ass android, and isn't struggling with hurt, like the androids in Trunks' world were.

[light_of_willpower]

"The world didn't deserve it, no." Trunks said quietly. "In any event, I was...very angry. Maybe I wanted revenge unconsciously too. Because the next time they attacked where I could get to them, I headed off to fight them. It was a mistake."