20 | His Other Half

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Both Trunks and Tenten were mysteriously recovered the next day

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Both Trunks and Tenten were mysteriously recovered the next day. Even though no one could answer how two herbal pots made it into the room freaked Bulma out throughout the morning.

"I don't even know how to boil the herbs without you, Tenten. It definitely wasn't me," so Bulma said. Trunks couldn't recall anything from last night but it wasn't like it matter anymore because they had to go back to their routine.

It was the East City this time.

The moment the radio announced the attack, both Trunks and Tenten rushed to the city. Bulma had asked them to protect people from the shadow, trying not to stand out until they figured out the way to banish the androids, so they did. The drill was always Trunks driving the androids away from the city while Tenten led the citizens to a safe place. On her way to the city, she noticed an old dome that was half-ruined. It was old and had been abandoned for a long time but it was the safest place for the citizens.

She flew back and forth to help the old and disabled people to reach the place. On her umpteenth flight, she spotted a trail of blood, leading her to an unconscious young soldier who sprawled helplessly near the city ruins. Rushing to check the soldier's condition, Tenten clamped her mouth upon noticing that he had lost his right leg. The memory when she discovered her brother losing his left arm rushed into her memory and sent a sickening sensation to her stomach.

Tenten quickly shook her head to diminish the memory, taking a deep breath to push the past to the back of her head. She put her hand over the soldier's right leg, slowly closing his wound up. The soldier weakly grunted, opening his eyes for a moment before losing his consciousness again. She sighed in relief when she found his pulse. If he didn't have a great will to stay alive, he could be gone any minute. Slinging his arm around her shoulder, Tenten brought him to the dome where she put him in the triage section for the medic team. They were questioning her ability but Tenten only smiled in response.

Trunks arrived in the dome with a few survivors an hour later but the aftermath didn't always end in peace. Hysterical screams blaring everywhere the moment it downed to them that they had lost their homes, their wealth, and their loved ones. Some people remained silent, eyes void of life, body trembling from the traumatic experience. Some others formed a circle, holding each other hands while praying for the world's peace, hoping whoever entities they were praying to would actually listen and gave a drop of their power to help them secure the world's peace.

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