This was it...and Trunks took a deep breath. Calling on memories he'd locked away, on feelings he usually tried to keep under tighter reign. Taking her hand, and pushing his ki output.
Power flowing through him, as long-held rage and anger surged as well and channeled into Sunset Shimmer. Flashes of memories flowing through the link to her.
Tension and anxiety, the world under constant threat of attack by ruthless killers. Too powerful for anyone to fight, as they'd killed the strongest heroes on the planet already. Sadness and determination, radiating and associated with a woman with light blue hair (mother!), and even stronger from an older teen with short black spikey-hair (master Gohan!). Fury and anger at the injustice overlay memories of walking through streets filled with fresh rubble, and recently dead bodies. Rapid-fire memories of nerves and determination to stop this, to protect, and rage and fury at his inability to do so. Humiliation and that same older teen now bearing a scar on the left side of his face and without one arm.
Cold rain and desperation overlay a scene of tragedy, rubble littering streets torn up amid half-fallen buildings. Disbelief, soaked through the skin as he walked towards body lying face down, un-moving on the asphalt in a puddle. Realization of how tortured his master had been, and now dead--and the rain still felt cold.
All remembered clearly, as Trunks called it up. The despair, the anger, the loss and pain of it all welling inside him just as it did back then. Overwhelmingly strong and screaming from his very soul, before becoming focused. A low growl of sound came from Trunks besides Sunset, his grip on her hand tightened dangerously. The ki flaring around him in an aura continued building, and turned gold and overwhelmed him. Eyes turning green, and hair spiking up golden-blonde in an unseen wind, and for all that he radiated rage-pain-anger-rage-hurt-anger-pain-rage, it was focused into a diamond core of strength.
Green-eyes flicked to Sunset, and a nod, as he channeled it to Sunset to feed to the abyss.
detailed, b/c the channel'd give her memories too right?
Power flowing through him, as long-held rage and anger surged as well and channeled into Sunset Shimmer. Flashes of memories flowing through the link to her.
Tension and anxiety, the world under constant threat of attack by ruthless killers. Too powerful for anyone to fight, as they'd killed the strongest heroes on the planet already. Sadness and determination, radiating and associated with a woman with light blue hair (mother!), and even stronger from an older teen with short black spikey-hair (master Gohan!). Fury and anger at the injustice overlay memories of walking through streets filled with fresh rubble, and recently dead bodies. Rapid-fire memories of nerves and determination to stop this, to protect, and rage and fury at his inability to do so. Humiliation and that same older teen now bearing a scar on the left side of his face and without one arm.
Cold rain and desperation overlay a scene of tragedy, rubble littering streets torn up amid half-fallen buildings. Disbelief, soaked through the skin as he walked towards body lying face down, un-moving on the asphalt in a puddle. Realization of how tortured his master had been, and now dead--and the rain still felt cold.
All remembered clearly, as Trunks called it up. The despair, the anger, the loss and pain of it all welling inside him just as it did back then. Overwhelmingly strong and screaming from his very soul, before becoming focused. A low growl of sound came from Trunks besides Sunset, his grip on her hand tightened dangerously. The ki flaring around him in an aura continued building, and turned gold and overwhelmed him. Eyes turning green, and hair spiking up golden-blonde in an unseen wind, and for all that he radiated rage-pain-anger-rage-hurt-anger-pain-rage, it was focused into a diamond core of strength.
Green-eyes flicked to Sunset, and a nod, as he channeled it to Sunset to feed to the abyss.