Authors Note: Konnichiwa! Hola! Aloha! Bonjour! Hello, I'm xoDolly. This is my first fanfiction. This idea rested with me for a week before I drafted a character based on my imagination. I was afraid that my story would get "flamed" and I wasn't sure if it was even worth posting. After contemplating for several days I decided to actually publish this story. I have read several stories in which authors create their own characters and shove them into a universe created by another author. Some of them really irritate me while some are very creative and leave me begging for another chapter. I hope that this story progresses very well.
Chapter Summary: During the final years of operation the Red Ribbon army bands together and creates an Android meant to destroy those who defy them and stand in their way of glory. She is their redeemer. They have created their own savior. Ironically, she is the very thing that destroys them.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z. I do not own the song "Skyfall". My story is only loosely based off of the lyrics.
I laid there. The prickle of the icy steel beneath my body caused great discomfort. I was immobile and I felt as though my entire being was bursting with electricity. . I was forced to clench my teeth with every jolt. The world was now shown in various hues. Brighter, clearer, more sharp than ever before. I blinked. Once. Twice. Intertwined wires lay attached to my limbs. My breathing was shallow and I could sense the peculiar movements of life nearby me.
The Red Ribbon Army; we had been completely crushed. The entire platoon had been destroyed. The few remaining members had banded together in order to devote themselves to one thing; creating me. I was a human being bound to earth by the small parts of life that still managed to operate within me. I was bound to life by . . . fate. Fate; the hands that molded the universe. What a sick bastard. Fate desired for a young girl to be put in terrible circumstances that no one should have to face. No matter how I attempted to play a hand in my destiny the cards had already been dealt. The game wasn't fair. It had been rigged and no amount of willpower could change it. If only I could die knowing who I was before this entire ordeal. Was I a good girl before I had been cheated? I was manipulated into believing that I served one purpose; destruction, obliteration, annihilation.
I sustained my gaze upon my figure. My attempts to move were met by hushed voices of those who had brought me to life.
I kept hearing relentless voices echoing within my mind. My programming was reminding me of my constant thirst for demolition. As if that was my only agenda.
I heard a few more voices and tossing of papers around me; the creators were documenting my time of activation. They were in a hurry. The excitement was evident in their voices. They were happy. They had produced their own savior. Rising from the ashes, generating a redeemer. It's somewhat idiotic. When would these imbeciles learn? Dr. Gero was murdered by his own creations and now these fools were following in his exact footsteps. Molding a being that surpassed them in strength and dexterity. They anticipated a day such as this, where their toy would awake and obey them unconditionally. They deserved to die.
Fear swept through my body and ensued me. My fingers scraped the surface I lay upon. I could feel the tingle of the flowing supply of blood filling my organic parts. When had I become a person who deemed others unworthy of life? Was this all a part of the program that ensured that I would become a sadistic murderer?
Throughout my consciousness I searched for memories of what I was before this entire process. I felt nervous. I felt anxious. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead before trailing to the surface beneath me. My nostrils filled with the scent of earth. The wind enveloped me and pushed me forward. I could feel the breeze blowing my ponytail as I soared through the air. My eyes closed capturing the memory before it receded to the deepest cavern within my mind.
Before I could wonder more through the depths of my memories a voice interrupted my thought process. "A blessed day amongst years of sadness. We must rejoice." The deep voice announced. I recognized the tone as that of Dr. Flappe. I turned my head. He stood there smiling wrapped in a white overcoat. The lines on his face formed creases due to old age and despair yet he rejoiced at the thought of destroying the peaceful lives of others. "How do you feel Android 21?" He asked only trying to obtain more information for records. My hands balled into fists beside me. I lifted my gaze at the genius behind my modifications. His beady black eyes stared at me ogling my physique.
"Ready." I managed a whisper. My gaze shifted to the exit nearby. Outside of that door were guards who upon emergency would surely fire. I wondered if they would fire at me when I gripped their throat in my hands. In a short amount of time they would know what it felt like to have their life mercilessly ripped away from them. They would take their last breaths and die horrendously without their families beside them. Without any last words. I didn't feel any guilt for planning their deaths. They were planning the deaths of millions of people in order to gain power. They were greedy hounds. Eagerly awaiting the next opportunity to gain wealth.
"Soon you will know what it means to be a true warrior. Soon you will know victory!" Dr. Flappe exclaimed. He moved throughout the room speaking of great triumph. His hands were tucked behind his back and he began to speak with a great enthusiasm. "You are now the inferior species. Why should I take orders from the likes of you?" I screamed. My upper half of my body rose from the table. He was experiencing panic. His hands shook as he reached for the device to call in reinforcements. "Android 21, you should think more clearly. You . . . you could have everything!" He squeaked. He was dreading this moment; mainly because he never thought it would happen. How could he not expect this? He was blinded by his own goals.
I swung my legs over the side of the table removing the rest of the troublesome wires. My eyes glanced at a nearby mirror. A piece of white cloth covered my left eye. An eye patch. Out of curiosity I began to lift the patch. "STOP! S-stop!" Dr. Flappe managed a scream. I continued to raise the patch.
The room was filled with a blinding light. My body began convulsing. It felt as though my internal organs were releasing themselves through my eye. Screams of pain assaulted my ears. Sobs racked my body. I yelped as I tried to endure the torture my body was driving me through. I wrapped my arms around my frame. It felt as though my lungs were convulsing. I hurt, my mind was racing as was my heart…no amount of preparation would have prepared me for what was taking place at this very moment. A voice crept into the entrance of my mind. Rise Up! Kill thy enemy! Murder those who stand in the way! My head rose to meet a mystical creature whose golden eyes bore through my soul. Flames danced around his being and he seemed to stretch for miles. The whiskers on his face were alabaster and the scales on his body appearing as if they were carved from jade stones reflected the flames. Don't be a coward! Nothing good comes to those who wait for what they want! His voice roared shaking the very foundation of the building. I struggled to pull my body from the floor. My knees buckled beneath the weight of my structure. I grabbed a nearby stool using it as support. "W-who are you?" I stammered. There had to be a logical explanation. Was I dreaming? Don't question my origin! He growled. An agonizing pain subdued in her eye. She hesitantly scanned the room. Dr. Flappe's lifeless body laid next to the monitors. His hand remained outstretched reaching for his emergency button. His mouth was still open as if he had died screaming and his face was a sickly pale color. It seemed as though the life had been sucked from him.
The door burst open and guards rushed in. Their jaws dropped in disbelief.
I raised my hand gathering a ball of ki into it. The energy formed quickly as if it was impatient and prepared to destroy the life forms before me. I threw the ki blast at the nearest guard searing through his clothing and enveloping him in deaths grip. A smirk crept onto my features.
A guard charged towards me raising his fist. "You just don't have a clue." My cold voice carried the message. I cocked my head to the side and giggled. I threw my fist at his chest reaching into his organs and gripping his heart. The vital organ lay beating in my hand. The thick red blood surrounded it. "No mercy!" The dragon demanded as he surrounded me. I flexed my palm crushing it. A blood curdling scream filled my ears.
I removed my hand and flicked my wrist allowing the blood to cover the remaining guards. "Y-you bitch!" a chubbier guard screamed. I scowled and in mere seconds he lay beneath my feet. His cranium was crushed beneath the weight of my blow. I rose my fist again pummeling the guards as they tried to capture me. My leg landed a deadly kick to a man's neck breaking it with ease. I moved faster than the human eye could see killing each one of them with rage and fury. I hunted for more prey throughout the building. The thirst for blood remained deep within my soul. I was an omnipotent being in a state of hunger. The crimson fluid was the only way to quench my thirst and fill my needs. My prey coward before me pleading for mercy. I howled with laughter. My body was splattered with the various hues of each person's blood. I enjoyed hearing their last words. Please spare me! I have a family! I am too young to die! Fools. Death and time are strangers. My tongue glided over my lips tasting the metallic liquid.
Rumbling was heard near the end of the hallway. I pivoted on my heels. A young man was scurrying away from my presence. I walked leisurely towards him allowing the palms of my hands to smear blood on the wall. The dragon flowed freely alongside me. The man tripped over his own feet and fell to the floor. He now faced me. He now faced his demise. I approached his shaking figure. "You silly boy. Should I allow you to live?" I murmured. He nodded vigorously clasping his hands as if he were praying. I kneeled before him and placed my hand on his cheek caressing it slowly. "I . . . I will help you. I know y-you want to know more a-about . . . Android 18." He stuttered pleading for his life. My eyebrow quirked at this offer. I brushed a bit of his golden hair from his face. I stood up and stretched out my hand offering him assistance. He rose from the floor and brushed himself off before leading me down the hallway and into one of the many entrances. His hands glided over a keyboard as images and text presented themselves. "She is still alive . . . and lives at this l-location." He uttered nervously. He handed me a round device that blinked. "This GPS will tell you her location." He whispered.
He knew his fate. He didn't want to die. Not like this. He was so scared and so confused. The dragon inside me had been awaken and I could no longer determine the difference between friend and foe. I raised my hand to his throat clenching it in my hands. "Tw-twenty . . . twenty-one." He choked out as blood flowed freely from his lips. With that voice I felt a sharp pain in my very core of my eye. His eyes widened in shock as I began to squeeze. He had no energy to protest, He simply looked at his killer. He had managed to touch my eye patch slipping it onto my eye. I was now fighting with the dragon within my body so badly wanting to continue with his murder. My expression began to soften only to harden once more in anger as the dragon gave his final order. Finish him. The crack of bones echoed throughout the building. I flung his body aside. The dragon had retreated and left me to continue my mission. His presence must be activated by the removal of my eye patch. It must serve as a seal keeping him locked deep inside my thoughts. I didn't appreciate the sense of him directing my activities but, I did enjoy the unlimited power. He was an unwelcome supervisor yet a lovely accomplice. I set out to accomplish my real goal; find Android 18.
The mystery of the woman was a hushed topic among the soldiers and Dr. Flappe. Supposedly she resided on earth and had defeated the programming Dr. Gero had forced upon her. She was now a member of the very force Dr. Gero had programmed her to destroy. It was a silly rumor and the woman may not even be able to help me but, my mind wouldn't let me stop pondering her possible existence.
No. She won't help you. You are all alone. You are a warrior not, a normal human being. There he went again…preaching his message on being a one woman army. I could hear him continue his message…reminding me of the people I've killed and all the blood on my hands I'll never be able to wash clean. The dragon knew that my humanity was still there…hidden, but not gone. It was easy to suppress emotions, when I was being guided by the force of the dragon, murdering all those who stood in my way of my desires.
You stupid child! You are a warrior! You and I are one. If you wish to become stronger you must remain in harmony with me. His presence was unsettling but, somehow I knew he was telling the truth. Your fate is already written just as those you murdered. I was beginning to wonder what my fate was. If it was already written what was the outcome? I shook my head remembering my goal. I tucked the GPS into the pouch on my belt and ascended into the air beginning my journey . . . sealing my fate.
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