Snippet #1670002

"Something crossed my mind Django." Trunks stated as he sat with his stuff all packed up for the trip. He had just realized that Sarius was a recently resurrected human from Otherworld and he knew that meant he died. But what did he die of was the question. "Since you were dead for a long time, do you remember what killed you?" he asked.

Sarius was silent. He looked at Trunks with a wavering eye. "I was an elite official of a Kingdom. I do not wish to talk of it's name because I am unsure if time remembers it." he began very slowly. "I was a member of a guild called the Guardians of the Kingdom. We had the right to defend the Kingdom from any danger. Or so it was believed, you see when I joined people in the guild started to abuse their powers. I saw the corruption and sought to avert it before it ended up destroying the Kingdom. It resulted in many deaths my struggle to stop corruption. It resulted in a long long duel with the Guildmaster at the time. It was the most vicious in all history. In the contest, we both fell upon and killed each other. That's how I died."

Trunks was shocked but quickly shook his head as he was making sure that his things were together in order. "Pan and Goten are going to be here any minute and Bra hasn't said a word since coming home, maybe she's still getting her stuff together... Obvious. I can make an offer Django. You come with us on the Journey to find the dragonballs and train with us." He said.

"Thanks for the offer Trunks but I want to learn from a master. I want to learn from the Turtle Hermit, Lord forbid." Sarius said bluntly. "You say he has a bossy wife and daughter?" he then asked out of curiosity.

"Yes," Trunks answered. "The wife is also very cautious and alert, she'll think you're an enemy and take your head off in one energy blast! Marron would too if she had the training."

Sarius nodded his head. "Interesting."