What seemed like an eternity to Trunks was actually just a few moments, but it was difficult to tell the difference. Time didn't seem to matter much to him anyhow, but almost having forgotten what it was like to travel far beyond his homeworld he felt slightly awkward. It was as though he was floating weightlessly but at the same time was moved at a great speed towards someplace unknown. Thoughts of uncertainty went through his mind until finally he felt something he could understand. His entire body hitting face first on a grassy field.

He slowly got to his feet and began to dust the grass and dirt off his clothing. No sooner had he done so the sounds of battle cries coming from two men filled the air and where followed by the clattering of metal that sang in time with the rapid beating of horse hooves. Trunks simply stood there and narrowed his eyes coldly, centering his gaze into the face of each horse. It struck both beasts cold in fear, which was the intended effect. The horses went on their hinds legs and whinnied loudly, sending their riders to the ground on their backs. They both groaned but got up and charged towards Trunks, swords unsheathed.

This ought to be amusing. Right before the two men could get near him, Trunks disappeared and reappeared a few feet away. At first the men were confused, but seeing this stranger vanish and appear before their own eyes brought on fear in their hearts.

"Did you see that?" said one man astonished.

"Indeed I did." The other replied.

Trunks once more stood their, his face taking on an icy mask. Much of his emotions were well hidden in this manner, that being what he wanted.

"That is not a man. No man could do such a feat."

"A servant of the Devil!! Look, he wears clothing not of this land and his hair bears a color that is not....normal."

The young Saiya-Jin raised an eyebrow.What are these fools babbling about? I cannot even understand what they're saying.

He finally spoke, "Excuse me?"

The two men gasped in horror.

"See!" cried one, "It speaks in a tongue we cannot understand."

Trunks was quite confused at the reaction, until it came upon him. He was speaking in Japanese while the two men spoke English. If that were the case then there was no need to converse with them any longer. He made a turn to walk away, but the obviousely religious man in armor brought out his blade and charged.

"Minion of the Lord of Darkness, perish before thy sword!!" he cried, his accomplice followed shortly after.

Hmmm. He turned around and gave swift roundhouse kick to the first man just as he was about to approach Trunks. In an instant afterward, Trunks unsheathed his sword from his backsheath in time to block the other attacker's move. With one hand he followed it up with a blast of ki energy which sent the attacker flying across the grass and up against a tree, instantly knocking him out.

Trunks sheathed his sword.That was much too easy. He had forgotten about the man that had wanted to fight him to begin with. That man came up from behind Trunks and whacked the flat side of his longsword against the warrior's head. His overconfidence dulled his senses and so Trunks hit the ground in an unconscious state.