Phoenix: I own Trunks, Androids 17 & 18
I own DB/Z/GT,
I own Toei Animation
I own Toriyama Akira
I own whole Japan
I am the King of the world,
I even own you, you are in my power by the moment you read this
I can make you do whatever I want, go and act like a chicken, now!
I am the almighty one, no one can resist me! Hahahahahahhahahhaha ¬.¬;
By the moment you were at: act like a chicken and it didn't work I suppose you must have figured out already that I was lying, wow....
Anyone who did started to act like a chicken is really an idiot (no offence, I probably would have done it too, heh)
So the conclusion of this whole matter for all the lawyers who are too stupid to understand that we fans do not claim anything: I own nothing of this all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So just to have it clear, I OWN NOTHING, NIETS, NADA, NICHTS, NIENTE etc.
I just thought it would be a nice fic to write something about the history of our favourite android twins (don't sue if you think it wasn't nice, jeez are there really that hypocrite persons out there?!)
Free The Future
By: Phoenix(r)
#17 was watching calm as his twin sister #18 was firing blasts at some frightened people, over and over again. Her anger was showing through her actions. He gave a small grin of amusement.
"Hey, calm down, sis," he said. "You're gonna blow a circuit if you keep this up!"
"You shut up!" she said mad and kept on firing. "I'm still not talking to you!"
"Why? Because I blew up that clothing store?" he asked.
"NO," was her firm answer.
"Because I killed that one guy you thought was cute?"
"Everything I like, you destroy!"
Suddenly an old man caught his attention.
"You demons, that was my son you killed," he said and held up a gun at him.
#17 looked at the old man and walked in his direction.
"Stay away from me, you murderer!" Android 17 smirked.
"So, you wanna play cowboy eh, tough guy?" he said.
The old man looked scared at him and let his gun down.
"Well then, old-timer. Draw!" he said and pulled up his gun.
"Please, don't shoot me!"
Android 17 went kneeling in front of him and looked at the old man pitiful, ready to shoot him in the head, when suddenly something else caught his eye: A yellow white blast, aimed at him. Quickly he jumped away from the old man. The old man himself covered his head, when the blast just nearly missed him.
"What was that?!" he asked his sister.
She didn't had time to answer, cause there he was. The fake blond hared boy, as #18 would say, which they had so much fun hunting with in the past.
"Hey, it's you," said #17 hardly surprised.
"Yeah, it's me. The name is Trunks, look it's over. It stops here," he said tough.
"It does huh?" he said and pulled his gun back. "Trunks, don't you remember what happened last time? Nothing stops here, except you."
"Gosh, how rude!" said #18 and clenched her fists. "He's such an arrogant little punk, man that's it, I want him dead!" she said to #17. "It's a matter of principal!"
"I don't mind, consider it done. But look sis, we'll be growing weeks with the fun, comprende?"
"I don't care, I need this, I've been in a bad mood all day!" she answered fierce and pulled up her hand to shoot a blast at the young super saiyan.
But he disappeared right in the middle of it.
"Hey, he's behind you!" yelled #17 suddenly as he saw him appear again.
Immediately she turned around and received a full hit in her face, causing her to fly through some buildings.
"Darn him!" she said pissed and got up again. "He's so dead!"
And back she flew again, ready to throw a punch at him, which she missed. She wanted to kick him, but missed again. Trunks was too fast. Her eyes searched the environment for him and so did #17, but they both couldn't follow his movements. 17 looked at his sister missing the boy again and again, and then 18 landed on the ground in front of his feet. A little bit of concern was seen in his eyes as he looked at his hurt sister.
"Man, he's changed," he said. "I don't know how, but he's good!"
Now even more pissed off than before, 18 stood up again.
"I hate you!" she said mad to Trunks.
17 looked for a slim moment at her with disbelief as he let her words come to his mind.
'I never heard of my sis hating anyone before, just Dr. Gero...' he thought disturbed and then looked back at Trunks.
"You hate the fact that you're powerless to stop me, that you're completely outmatched, well imagine feeling the way you feel now all of the time, the people of this planet do, fools! How did you think my master Gohan felt, when you gained up on him in the rain and he had no way out. Well now it's your turn I hope you enjoy it!"
Inside 17 had an urge to laugh, but he held back his laughter and put his hands on his hips. "You've improved," he said calm. "But you're no match against the two of us."
"Seventeen, let's kill this punk!" she said, her voice draining with hate.
They both nodded at each other and went after Trunks. But they still missed him. Trunks disappeared in front of his eyes and reappeared again in mid-air, with his fist aimed at him. He could hardly avoid it. His sister shot a few two handed blasts, which he easily avoided.
"This is for Gohan!" yelled Trunks then and fired his attack at her, destroying her completely.
At that very same moment, 18 had all emotions she thought she never had, flowing through her.
'So this is it huh? I guess we did exactly what he wanted after all, he's the one to blame. We were just too stupid. We were overpowered, I always thought that after we killed the one, responsible for ruining our lives, that we would never be overpowered again, not by anyone. That we were able to live free....I guess we were wrong. I'll see you again oniichan.... sayonara,' she thought and was then consumed by the yellow light of the blast of vengeance.
She never really had a chance on that fateful moonlit night.....
"It can't be..." stuttered #17, who had been standing shocked at his sister's death, when the smoke vanished.
He now stood still for a moment when he heard his sister's words and once again he looked to Trunks.
'The one responsible....which one did she meant, he or....the doctor?' he thought puzzled.
Slowly the young super saiya-jin turned around.
"You k-killed her," he said like he still couldn't believe it. "Kid, that was one mistake you won't live to regret!"
"You think this life is all about you, don't you? What about the others? The ones that you two killed!"
Trunks went after the android, who for the first time in his life knew some real scare, and kicked him full in the face.
"So, this is it, could be worse..." he mumbled as he looked into the eyes of his end.
Trunks jumped up in the air and after some death defying laps, he shot.....................
'I guess I failed too,' he thought smiling, when he looked into the same light as his sister did. 'How did we let something dreadful like this happen to us anyway, sis? I don't remember anymore....tell me please.'
Suddenly his sister appeared in front of him.
"Try to remember my brother, that one day when we were taken away from our home by the doctor for his crazy experiment....when we became who we are now," she said, softly smiling.
'You look so happy now, how come?'
"I'm free now, brother, c'mon remember it too and be free again like me, go back to South City and remember that day."
Then she disappeared and left him alone.
'Sis, don't go!'
He tried to scream it out but his words had no effect.
'South City.....sou ka, we were born there. I was born? That must mean I'm human right? Heh, weird...'
Suddenly a picture of his sister and himself when they were still young came to him and he started to understand.
The door has opened wide
I'm turning with the tide
Looking Through Her Eyes.....
"Come on Kai, we have to get the milk for mom, we promised remember?!"
The eight year old boy looked up to his sister who was yelling to him from a couple of meters further. Sadly he waved the bird goodbye and ran after her.
"Finally, I thought you would play forever with that bird," she sighed.
"Demo, Akane. The bird is fun to play with, one day I would like to be able to fly like a bird too, then I can go far away from here and our stupid father," he said and looked desirably to the blue sky.
"Kai, people can't fly, you know that and you shouldn't talk like that about father, now hurry. The shop is almost closing."
Akane ran through the streets with her fairly, long, blond hair waving over her shoulders.
'One day, I Will fly....' he thought and ran as quick as he could, soon he had caught up with her.
"Here it is Kai, let's go in and don't do anything stupid okay?"
"I never do anything stupid," he said and grinned as he opened the door.
A happy lullaby told the shopkeeper they were there and he quickly came to see them.
"Kai and Akane, welcome! It's always a pleasure to see you two cheerful kids!" he said kind.
"Arigatou, Clearway-san," said Akane and shook his hand.
"So what can I do for you two?" he asked.
"Mom sent us to get some milk," said Kai.
"Alright, how many?"
"Just two packs, Clearway-san."
"Alright, you want some cookies too?"
"We don't have enough money for cookies sir," he said sad.
"Ah ma ma, that's alright, I will give you the cookies," he said.
"Hontou?!" he asked excited.
Clearway-san nodded happy and gave them each six cookies in the hand.
"Arigatou, arigatou gozaimasu!" said Akane happy and then she gave him the money for the milk.
"Aa, sou ka, how is your mom doing?" he suddenly asked concerned.
Akane's eyes turned ice cold and she turned around.
"Mom is doing fine sir, only otousan..." he said.
"Kai!" warned Akane him.
"I understand kids, now go home quick, it's already getting dark. She should be worried."
"Right, come sis. I'm hungry!" he said happy and took her hand.
"You just ate all those cookies!" she said.
"Not all, I still got two left!" he said.
'Poor kids,' Clearway-san just thought as he saw them running out of the door.
"Btch! That's what you get from it!" an angry voice yelled and he smashed the poor woman into the wall.
"Please dear," she whimpered.
"Shut up, you're supposed to be my proud onna, proud onna don't whimper in front of their husbands!" he said mad and slapped her in the face.
"Gomen nasai Anata.....I will do it better next time!" she said scared and tried to stop her tears.
The infuriated man raised his hand again but suddenly the door opened. Two pairs of scared eyes looked at him.
"Okaasan, daijoubu?" he asked and let go of his sister's hand to go to her.
"Kai, stay there!" she said and forced herself to smile a bit.
"What's the matter onna? Are you showing your tears to them?! To your own kids?!"
"Iya," she said soft.
He paid no attention to her anymore and walked to Akane. Gently he stroke with his fingers through her hair, blond like his own. Akane could only stand there, trying not to fall apart. Kai looked at her, still frightened. Their father, who saw him looking, took his hand and let it stroke through Akane's hair too.
"Doesn't it feel soft, Kai-chan?" he asked smiling.
He didn't answer.
"She looks so much like I did, so perfect. She's the best thing I ever did, unlike you...." he said and looked straight into the eyes of Kai, who slicked. "You look like that onna! How could you look like her! You stupid brat, those eyes, your hair...everything!!!" he yelled and smacked him aside.
Kai could not keep his balance and fell down.
"Akito, don't hurt him!" yelled their mother suddenly and crawled to Kai, who rubbed over his sore leg.
"Urusai, onna! It's all your fault, such an ugly child!"
Tears welled up in Kai his eyes, Akane still stood there like a statue, unable to do anything as she was in her father's grip.
"Stop crying you brat! Boys don't cry! You must have that from your mother too!" he yelled, then he let go of Akane and went to Kai.
He kicked him to the stairs.
"Go upstairs and don't come down again! You will have no food today that will make you tougher! And if I see anyone bringing him food they will pay!"
"No...no food?" he stuttered.
He received a slap in the face. Kai had then no choice but to just go up and he went to his room, locking the door. At least now he was safe. After a while there was a double knock on the door and he carefully opened it, looking into Akane's soft face. Quickly he pulled her in and closed it again. Downstairs there was still yelling going on and the sound of something breaking.
"Did he send you to your room too?" he whispered.
"Iya, okaasan told me, at least we're safe here, ne onii-chan?" she smiled, but tears ran over her cheek.
"Someday, I will make him pay, I will make everyone pay who has done such things, I will become strong I promise!" he said and wiped off her tears with his sweater.
She looked at him and nodded in agreement.
"Let us promise something onii-chan, okay?"
"Hai."
"When we grow up, we will never hurt anyone okay, not like him...."
"That's a promise," he said. "But in the meanwhile we're starving."
Akane laughed freeing.
"I still have those cookies, let's share them."
'Well that was one promise we didn't kept, I guess. Akito, the man who was our father, a heavy alcoholic.....we have never been lucky, poor mom. She was beautiful, no matter what he said and 18, or Akane does not look like him at all.... kitto ........'
I own DB/Z/GT,
I own Toei Animation
I own Toriyama Akira
I own whole Japan
I am the King of the world,
I even own you, you are in my power by the moment you read this
I can make you do whatever I want, go and act like a chicken, now!
I am the almighty one, no one can resist me! Hahahahahahhahahhaha ¬.¬;
By the moment you were at: act like a chicken and it didn't work I suppose you must have figured out already that I was lying, wow....
Anyone who did started to act like a chicken is really an idiot (no offence, I probably would have done it too, heh)
So the conclusion of this whole matter for all the lawyers who are too stupid to understand that we fans do not claim anything: I own nothing of this all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So just to have it clear, I OWN NOTHING, NIETS, NADA, NICHTS, NIENTE etc.
I just thought it would be a nice fic to write something about the history of our favourite android twins (don't sue if you think it wasn't nice, jeez are there really that hypocrite persons out there?!)
Free The Future
By: Phoenix(r)
#17 was watching calm as his twin sister #18 was firing blasts at some frightened people, over and over again. Her anger was showing through her actions. He gave a small grin of amusement.
"Hey, calm down, sis," he said. "You're gonna blow a circuit if you keep this up!"
"You shut up!" she said mad and kept on firing. "I'm still not talking to you!"
"Why? Because I blew up that clothing store?" he asked.
"NO," was her firm answer.
"Because I killed that one guy you thought was cute?"
"Everything I like, you destroy!"
Suddenly an old man caught his attention.
"You demons, that was my son you killed," he said and held up a gun at him.
#17 looked at the old man and walked in his direction.
"Stay away from me, you murderer!" Android 17 smirked.
"So, you wanna play cowboy eh, tough guy?" he said.
The old man looked scared at him and let his gun down.
"Well then, old-timer. Draw!" he said and pulled up his gun.
"Please, don't shoot me!"
Android 17 went kneeling in front of him and looked at the old man pitiful, ready to shoot him in the head, when suddenly something else caught his eye: A yellow white blast, aimed at him. Quickly he jumped away from the old man. The old man himself covered his head, when the blast just nearly missed him.
"What was that?!" he asked his sister.
She didn't had time to answer, cause there he was. The fake blond hared boy, as #18 would say, which they had so much fun hunting with in the past.
"Hey, it's you," said #17 hardly surprised.
"Yeah, it's me. The name is Trunks, look it's over. It stops here," he said tough.
"It does huh?" he said and pulled his gun back. "Trunks, don't you remember what happened last time? Nothing stops here, except you."
"Gosh, how rude!" said #18 and clenched her fists. "He's such an arrogant little punk, man that's it, I want him dead!" she said to #17. "It's a matter of principal!"
"I don't mind, consider it done. But look sis, we'll be growing weeks with the fun, comprende?"
"I don't care, I need this, I've been in a bad mood all day!" she answered fierce and pulled up her hand to shoot a blast at the young super saiyan.
But he disappeared right in the middle of it.
"Hey, he's behind you!" yelled #17 suddenly as he saw him appear again.
Immediately she turned around and received a full hit in her face, causing her to fly through some buildings.
"Darn him!" she said pissed and got up again. "He's so dead!"
And back she flew again, ready to throw a punch at him, which she missed. She wanted to kick him, but missed again. Trunks was too fast. Her eyes searched the environment for him and so did #17, but they both couldn't follow his movements. 17 looked at his sister missing the boy again and again, and then 18 landed on the ground in front of his feet. A little bit of concern was seen in his eyes as he looked at his hurt sister.
"Man, he's changed," he said. "I don't know how, but he's good!"
Now even more pissed off than before, 18 stood up again.
"I hate you!" she said mad to Trunks.
17 looked for a slim moment at her with disbelief as he let her words come to his mind.
'I never heard of my sis hating anyone before, just Dr. Gero...' he thought disturbed and then looked back at Trunks.
"You hate the fact that you're powerless to stop me, that you're completely outmatched, well imagine feeling the way you feel now all of the time, the people of this planet do, fools! How did you think my master Gohan felt, when you gained up on him in the rain and he had no way out. Well now it's your turn I hope you enjoy it!"
Inside 17 had an urge to laugh, but he held back his laughter and put his hands on his hips. "You've improved," he said calm. "But you're no match against the two of us."
"Seventeen, let's kill this punk!" she said, her voice draining with hate.
They both nodded at each other and went after Trunks. But they still missed him. Trunks disappeared in front of his eyes and reappeared again in mid-air, with his fist aimed at him. He could hardly avoid it. His sister shot a few two handed blasts, which he easily avoided.
"This is for Gohan!" yelled Trunks then and fired his attack at her, destroying her completely.
At that very same moment, 18 had all emotions she thought she never had, flowing through her.
'So this is it huh? I guess we did exactly what he wanted after all, he's the one to blame. We were just too stupid. We were overpowered, I always thought that after we killed the one, responsible for ruining our lives, that we would never be overpowered again, not by anyone. That we were able to live free....I guess we were wrong. I'll see you again oniichan.... sayonara,' she thought and was then consumed by the yellow light of the blast of vengeance.
She never really had a chance on that fateful moonlit night.....
"It can't be..." stuttered #17, who had been standing shocked at his sister's death, when the smoke vanished.
He now stood still for a moment when he heard his sister's words and once again he looked to Trunks.
'The one responsible....which one did she meant, he or....the doctor?' he thought puzzled.
Slowly the young super saiya-jin turned around.
"You k-killed her," he said like he still couldn't believe it. "Kid, that was one mistake you won't live to regret!"
"You think this life is all about you, don't you? What about the others? The ones that you two killed!"
Trunks went after the android, who for the first time in his life knew some real scare, and kicked him full in the face.
"So, this is it, could be worse..." he mumbled as he looked into the eyes of his end.
Trunks jumped up in the air and after some death defying laps, he shot.....................
'I guess I failed too,' he thought smiling, when he looked into the same light as his sister did. 'How did we let something dreadful like this happen to us anyway, sis? I don't remember anymore....tell me please.'
Suddenly his sister appeared in front of him.
"Try to remember my brother, that one day when we were taken away from our home by the doctor for his crazy experiment....when we became who we are now," she said, softly smiling.
'You look so happy now, how come?'
"I'm free now, brother, c'mon remember it too and be free again like me, go back to South City and remember that day."
Then she disappeared and left him alone.
'Sis, don't go!'
He tried to scream it out but his words had no effect.
'South City.....sou ka, we were born there. I was born? That must mean I'm human right? Heh, weird...'
Suddenly a picture of his sister and himself when they were still young came to him and he started to understand.
The door has opened wide
I'm turning with the tide
Looking Through Her Eyes.....
"Come on Kai, we have to get the milk for mom, we promised remember?!"
The eight year old boy looked up to his sister who was yelling to him from a couple of meters further. Sadly he waved the bird goodbye and ran after her.
"Finally, I thought you would play forever with that bird," she sighed.
"Demo, Akane. The bird is fun to play with, one day I would like to be able to fly like a bird too, then I can go far away from here and our stupid father," he said and looked desirably to the blue sky.
"Kai, people can't fly, you know that and you shouldn't talk like that about father, now hurry. The shop is almost closing."
Akane ran through the streets with her fairly, long, blond hair waving over her shoulders.
'One day, I Will fly....' he thought and ran as quick as he could, soon he had caught up with her.
"Here it is Kai, let's go in and don't do anything stupid okay?"
"I never do anything stupid," he said and grinned as he opened the door.
A happy lullaby told the shopkeeper they were there and he quickly came to see them.
"Kai and Akane, welcome! It's always a pleasure to see you two cheerful kids!" he said kind.
"Arigatou, Clearway-san," said Akane and shook his hand.
"So what can I do for you two?" he asked.
"Mom sent us to get some milk," said Kai.
"Alright, how many?"
"Just two packs, Clearway-san."
"Alright, you want some cookies too?"
"We don't have enough money for cookies sir," he said sad.
"Ah ma ma, that's alright, I will give you the cookies," he said.
"Hontou?!" he asked excited.
Clearway-san nodded happy and gave them each six cookies in the hand.
"Arigatou, arigatou gozaimasu!" said Akane happy and then she gave him the money for the milk.
"Aa, sou ka, how is your mom doing?" he suddenly asked concerned.
Akane's eyes turned ice cold and she turned around.
"Mom is doing fine sir, only otousan..." he said.
"Kai!" warned Akane him.
"I understand kids, now go home quick, it's already getting dark. She should be worried."
"Right, come sis. I'm hungry!" he said happy and took her hand.
"You just ate all those cookies!" she said.
"Not all, I still got two left!" he said.
'Poor kids,' Clearway-san just thought as he saw them running out of the door.
"Btch! That's what you get from it!" an angry voice yelled and he smashed the poor woman into the wall.
"Please dear," she whimpered.
"Shut up, you're supposed to be my proud onna, proud onna don't whimper in front of their husbands!" he said mad and slapped her in the face.
"Gomen nasai Anata.....I will do it better next time!" she said scared and tried to stop her tears.
The infuriated man raised his hand again but suddenly the door opened. Two pairs of scared eyes looked at him.
"Okaasan, daijoubu?" he asked and let go of his sister's hand to go to her.
"Kai, stay there!" she said and forced herself to smile a bit.
"What's the matter onna? Are you showing your tears to them?! To your own kids?!"
"Iya," she said soft.
He paid no attention to her anymore and walked to Akane. Gently he stroke with his fingers through her hair, blond like his own. Akane could only stand there, trying not to fall apart. Kai looked at her, still frightened. Their father, who saw him looking, took his hand and let it stroke through Akane's hair too.
"Doesn't it feel soft, Kai-chan?" he asked smiling.
He didn't answer.
"She looks so much like I did, so perfect. She's the best thing I ever did, unlike you...." he said and looked straight into the eyes of Kai, who slicked. "You look like that onna! How could you look like her! You stupid brat, those eyes, your hair...everything!!!" he yelled and smacked him aside.
Kai could not keep his balance and fell down.
"Akito, don't hurt him!" yelled their mother suddenly and crawled to Kai, who rubbed over his sore leg.
"Urusai, onna! It's all your fault, such an ugly child!"
Tears welled up in Kai his eyes, Akane still stood there like a statue, unable to do anything as she was in her father's grip.
"Stop crying you brat! Boys don't cry! You must have that from your mother too!" he yelled, then he let go of Akane and went to Kai.
He kicked him to the stairs.
"Go upstairs and don't come down again! You will have no food today that will make you tougher! And if I see anyone bringing him food they will pay!"
"No...no food?" he stuttered.
He received a slap in the face. Kai had then no choice but to just go up and he went to his room, locking the door. At least now he was safe. After a while there was a double knock on the door and he carefully opened it, looking into Akane's soft face. Quickly he pulled her in and closed it again. Downstairs there was still yelling going on and the sound of something breaking.
"Did he send you to your room too?" he whispered.
"Iya, okaasan told me, at least we're safe here, ne onii-chan?" she smiled, but tears ran over her cheek.
"Someday, I will make him pay, I will make everyone pay who has done such things, I will become strong I promise!" he said and wiped off her tears with his sweater.
She looked at him and nodded in agreement.
"Let us promise something onii-chan, okay?"
"Hai."
"When we grow up, we will never hurt anyone okay, not like him...."
"That's a promise," he said. "But in the meanwhile we're starving."
Akane laughed freeing.
"I still have those cookies, let's share them."
'Well that was one promise we didn't kept, I guess. Akito, the man who was our father, a heavy alcoholic.....we have never been lucky, poor mom. She was beautiful, no matter what he said and 18, or Akane does not look like him at all.... kitto ........'