Yusira woke up.
At first, her eyes went wide with alarm as she struggled to remember, but she relaxed after a little while. She had fallen asleep inside the strange space pod en route to wherever the strange planet on the display was. She turned to look back at her planet, but the craft had no rear-facing windows. Probably a good thing, she thought, otherwise I might start crying again. Reluctantly, she faced the front again and studied the mini map of the planet. It was a pretty blue, laced with white and green. The name was also displayed in tiny letters: Earth.
What an interesting name! She tried saying it, but the word sounded awkward in her mouth. After a few more attempts, she gave up and explored the ship's other functions.
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It had been a while since Brakil went to fight the girl, and Thrail was getting impatient. He had killed probably hundreds of these Tepakians, and the rest of them went into hiding. A smart choice, but not clever enough, he thought as he raided another cellar. He was just about to leave when he heard a small crying noise. Upon further investigation, he found a very young child huddled in the corner. Thrail smirked and whispered almost inaudibly: "Poor child, they have left you all alone. What will you do?" The child whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut, as Thrail's mocking laughter echoed coldly through the basement. He loved terrifying his victims…
Moments later, a high-pitched scream erupted from the smoldering building, accompanied by cruel laughing.
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Brakil was dying.
The poisonous bite Yusira had given him was slowly sapping his strength. He tried to lift his wounded arm, but to his surprise, it was too heavy. His breathing was coming in ragged gasps as he fought a losing battle to survive. In his last breaths he cursed the planet, its inhabitants, and that young girl who had delivered his deathblow. Then he was still and spoke no more.
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Another explosion shook the ground as the twin androids began attacking Pepper Town. Android 17 and 18 were playing a cruel game: whoever kills the most amount of people wins! So far, 17 had 456 kills and 18 had 454. She fired another energy blast, and her score went up by two.
"No fair, Eighteen. Those were the last two," said Android 17. 18 shrugged and sat down on a particularly large boulder.
"Well, now we're even. Maybe Goldie will show up to give us a tiebreaker."
"That might be fun. Either that or we could carry the score to another city."
Eighteen shook her head. "No. The score resets if we move. I don't want to lose my score."
Number 17 sighed. "Fine. We'll stay. Not for long, though. If Goldie doesn't show up in ten minutes, I'm leaving."
"Looking for me?"
The androids turned at the familiar voice, and Seventeen smiled. "That's really kind of you, Goldie. Now you can be our tiebreaker. First one to kill him wins!" With a shout he and his sister flew at Gohan.
The half-Saiyan powered up instantly and dodged their attacks. The fight went on for nearly an hour, each warrior exchanging blows. However, while the androids had use of both of their arms, Gohan had only one. This was proving to be a serious disadvantage, as he was taking a lot of damage. No, he thought, I won't lose! They will destroy everything if I let them win! With a cry of rage, he let loose several Ki blasts towards his enemies. Both were direct hit because of the short range, but the twins shrugged off the blasts almost contemptuously.
"Is that all you got?" 17 shouted at Gohan. Suddenly, the pure-hearted warrior vanished and reappeared behind him, slamming his fist onto the back of his neck. Eighteen flew up and knocked Gohan into a building. Unfazed, he got back up and launched back into battle. The androids were ready for him, though. Seventeen knocked him towards his sister and she sent him flying through a building. Gohan was breathing hard; he knew he was running low on energy.
Ominous storm clouds gathered overhead and, like a dark omen, rain began to fall.
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Thrail found his brother.
Not that he felt any pain; for Brakil to lose to such a pathetic race was beyond humiliating. It was better that he had died, for if he hadn't, Thrail would have done it himself. He muttered angrily under his breath. Now he would have to find her and finish the job. There was a blood trail nearby, still slightly wet. It was leading towards the… No, he cursed silently and flew as fast as he could to the landing site.
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She could see the planet now, like a blue pearl floating in an inky black pond; the stars were silver fish. For about the tenth time, she shifted her weight in the chair and attempted to ease the cramps in her legs. The seat was quite comfortable, but sitting in one position for over an hour was painful. There isn't much room to move, either, thought Yusira as she tried to stretch her legs. Sighing, she gave up and decided to make use of her time, and rest before she arrived.
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"Gohan, why'd you have to do it? Why'd you have to leave me? It's just not fair!"
Gohan was laying facedown in the bloody pool. Dead. Trunks came as fast as he could when he felt his master's Ki fade, but it wasn't fast enough.
"You were my best friend; you were everything to me… everything! This just isn't fair!" He clenched his fists; rage began to boil inside. "Gohan… Gohan… GOHAN!" The agony ruptured through his heart, mixing with his anger. His fists were clenched so tightly that they were bleeding, but he didn't care. The ground around him and below began to tremble under the sheer power. Finally, he snapped! His hair spiked upwards and turned a bright golden color, and Trunks was surrounded by a golden aura. His eyes had become a turquoise, and they were filled with pain and hate. Pain because his best friend was dead, and hate towards the monsters that did it.