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Point of no return II

Trunks was tinkering with his time machine capsule under the table, almost successfully jamming the small bone into the small screw holding it together, thankful that the Saiyans were practically ignoring him. He was listening intently though, and his eyes shot up in curiosity. He couldn't help it. He wanted to know. "Who are these enemies that you guys keep talking about anyways?"

"Army of misfits," Nappa replied gruffly. "Led by a man named Ares. He's to them what Vegeta is to us."

"Who is he?" Trunks asked, putting the bone and the time machine capsule right next to him on the bench. He reached out for another piece of bread. It was wreaking hell on his teeth but he needed something in his stomach.

Nappa raised a chunk of meat to his mouth and ripped off a good part of it with his teeth. He chewed roughly and impatiently, his eyes angered. Trunks looked to Raditz, but he was chugging out of the bucket again. Finally, Nappa swallowed and crudely used his forearm to wipe his mouth.

"Ares is the leader of the surviving Tuffles."

"The who?"

Raditz snickered. "Runt doesn't even know his own history. How sad."

Nappa just rolled his eyes and looked over at Trunks. "The Tuffles and the Saiyans once waged a great war over the planet Vegeta. The Saiyans won when they went Oozaru-"

"When they went what?"

"Oh, that's right, he has no tail," Raditz said mockingly. "Of course he doesn't know what that means."

"Oh, you mean the transformation in the moon?" Trunks asked, remembering Gohan telling him about that. Apparently, that had been the only way they could defeat Vegeta when he first arrived on Earth.

"The transformation in the moon," Nappa repeated with a scoff. "Kid, you don't know the power of Oozaru or the connection we Saiyans have with this power. So don't even talk like you know, half-breed!" he growled with sudden anger that startled Trunks.

"Okay, okay," Trunks said as he quieted down.

"Anyways," Nappa continued impatiently, "The Saiyans, our ancestors, went Oozaru and they demolished the Tuffles. Wiped out their pathetic race... or so they thought. Our ancestors didn't know at the time, but there were some Tuffles who were in space when the battle happened. They have been waiting for their revenge for generations and generations now. Since there were only a handful of them, they could do nothing against the powerful Saiyan empire that Vegeta's ancestors created."

"I see," Trunks said patiently, nodding with understanding and enthralled to learn more about his lineage and people.

"Then our planet Vegeta was destroyed, and the surviving Tuffles were thrilled, the little punks. Thought justice had been served. They didn't know that there were Saiyan survivors...us."

"That doesn't include you, half-breed," Raditz cut in. Trunks just nodded quietly as Raditz tore off another piece of meat and tossed it into his mouth.

"They would have never found out about us, but then we were sent on an assignment a long time ago when Vegeta was a kid. We were searching for... what were we searching for?" he suddenly asked, looking over at Raditz who smirked.

"We were searching for a soldier who was conspiring against Frieza. Frieza ordered us to find him and kill him and it brought us straight to the Tuffle survivors. Course we didn't know it at the time. We decided to let Vegeta take the lead on it, since he was just a kid. Thought it'd do him good and it sure did. It didn't take him long to get to the truth of things and find that guy."

"Yeah! That's right. Vegeta sure was impressive for a kid... he made that guy squeal before he blew his head off, the fiery little rascal," Nappa laughed. Trunks tensed, feeling extremely uncomfortable with hearing that his father had been racking up a body count as a child.