Valan's Room

Valan looked up at the ceiling of his room. It had been a while since Trunks and Asura went out to find more survivors. Something welled in his gut, an aching feeling that made him worry. He closed his eyes, breathing slowly; trying to gather his thoughts of what the last few months had brought him. He had met Trunks, they went to Beijio together; the entire world gets crazy, she gets put on active duty, and now he was stuck here as a civilian. He didn't like the idea of 'asking permission' to leave the city for any reason. Besides, he knew people sneaked out every other night to look for a lost loved one, or food and water.

"Urrgh! I can't take this!" He complains, sitting up in his bed. He looked wearily over at the photo of Trunks and himself, and decided that he would go back out into that crazy world again. He stood up, and headed into his father's room. He needed to grab Dad's Machine Gun.