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Kuwabara, using his height to his advantage so to loom over the android with an intimidating sneer gave a dark whisper. "And even you aren't cocky enough to take on all of us, are you?"

The android clone of Hiei assessed the human with an impassive gaze before giving a smirk. "No, I'm not, but…they are."

Hiei's copy pointed at the sky, where the Z fighters and the detectives were shocked to find even more androids heading straight towards them, each one a copy of the gathered fighters.

"Son of a…" Yusuke muttered under his breath before looking back at his fallen friend. Hiei looked a little better, as if he recovered a bit of his energy. His nose was no longer pouring blood. "You okay?"

"Fine," Hiei stated stoically. "We need to figure out how to handle this."

"Hiei!"

The demi-Saiyan's attention snapped to his father's rival. Instantly, a green bean was tossed to him. Hiei caught it with ease and looked at the small seed. If he remembered correctly from his father's stories, this was a senzu bean. Hiei looked over to Vegeta who simply nodded at him before shoving the bean in his mouth. Instantly, he felt his energy restored and his belly full. It seemed like whatever had attacked him moments ago was gone.

The android noticed this and sneered at him. "You're taking handouts."

Hiei smirked and chuckled before drawing his weapon again. "Don't talk to me about handouts. You're fighting with techniques that are not your own. You came at me while I was weakened. As far as I'm concerned, you took a big handicap. This evens the odds now that you brought your band of inferior copies. You won't win."

"Weren't you just on the ground flailing a moment ago?" the clone of Vegeta scoffed. "Your words are meaningless, weakling."

"Don't talk about my son like that," the real Vegeta snarled. "You may have our looks and techniques, but you have none of the skills or the raw power of a Saiyan. I'll show you what the real Prince of Saiyans can do."

"You're mistaken."

Everyone looked off to the side to see a being that looked human. "You see," the humanoid chuckled, "my creations do have the power. Sure, the skills may not be as refined, but they have the power and a limitless supply I might add. I have finally succeeded in Master Ichigaki's quest. I've finally designed the world's ultimate human soldiers that are one-hundred percent loyal to me."

"Oh, please," 18 scoffed. "You think that we were loyal? You can't control an android."

"Au contraire," the humanoid replied with a smirk. "I used Dr. Ichigaki's research to perfect their attitudes. The Beruki is at the core of each android. Their will is my will. And, regardless of if you damage the flesh, the Beruki is protected by many layers of metal. You would have to saw one of them in half, and that will never happen."

"Pain in my…" Hiei growled before sighing. "You're a fool if you think that will deter us. You've made a grave error, returning us to those days."

"I don't think you can ever go back," the man scoffed. "I believe you've forgotten your demon ways while living amongst these humans and Saiyans. Disgraceful."

"So, this guy's a demon?" Trunks questioned, eyes wide. It shouldn't have surprised him, but it did. Other than his brother, cousin, Kurama, and Yusuke, he had never met other demons, and he was pretty sure these guys weren't the typical demons anyway. This other humanoid demon seemed different somehow, like his very soul was tainted. Trunks had no idea why he was truly there. It couldn't be to go after them many years after a tournament just to seek revenge for a fallen master.

"I have not forgotten my ways," Hiei stated sternly. It was the truth. He hadn't forgotten how ruthless he truly was, but he didn't necessarily live by those standards anymore. Personally, he could still call upon those skills if need be, but he really had been worried about the girls. Taking the fight to another level would only hurt those around him, and that's not what he wanted. If they were in a middle of the Dark Tournament ring, Hiei would have slayed his accursed copy by now. Plus, he really had been trying to conserve energy. Now, he didn't have that limitation.

"We should take this fight somewhere else," Goku recommended. He looked back to the roofless house. If they were all going to be fighting, they needed to get as far away as possible.

"I think not," the clone of Goku countered before sprinting into an attack.

The full out war had begun, and Capsule Corp. was the battleground.

"They're actually going to fight here?" Gure asked her sister-in-law. "Isn't that dangerous?"

Bulma didn't answer right away. Her eyes were on Hiei. She was thankful to her friend for giving him the healing bean. She was afraid her son would relapse, and she was horrified at the idea of him being comatose once again. But now, he seemed find and back in his element. Unfortunately, though, his stupid little clone was making things even more difficult for him. It seemed as if the metallic drone was toying with her son. They all were. "They need to change it up," she heard Yamcha say as he observed the fights. "These clones know what moves they're going to make before they do."

"It's impossible for them to know," Botan stated as she pressed her hands to the glass. "The only mind reader is Hiei, and that's because of the Jagan. His clone doesn't have that. It's not surprising his dragon was so weak."

"What do you mean?" Bulma queried. It seemed this young woman knew a lot about her son and the team. If she remembered correctly, Botan had been Yusuke's assistant when he started as a spirit detective and had been around the son since he had begun he journey in Human World.

"Hiei used the Jagan to call upon the Dragon of the Darkness Flame when he fought Zeru in the first round of the Dark Tournament," the ferry girl explained. "Where he managed to tame the Dragon, the Jagan aids in its power. Without it, the wielder would barely have any control. In addition to that, Hiei is much stronger than that android. I'm not saying the Jagan is the source of his power, but all of his powers together bumped Hiei up to a low S-class demon, an amazing jump considering when I met him he was a D-class. According to Koenma's files, he dropped from an A to D-class when he received the Jagan implant."

Yamcha whistled. He was impressed. Sure, he didn't know anything about these "demon classes" Botan was mentioning, but clearly Hiei was not one to be underestimated. He looked over to Botan and still saw concern all over her face despite the fact that she had just talked Hiei up so much. "You still don't think it's enough."

Botan jumped and looked over to the human hesitantly. "It's not that," she admitted. "I just don't like seeing any of my friends hurt, and right now they're all fighting those things."

Yukina decided to leave Bra's side as she continued finger-painting. He placed her hand on Botan's shoulder, bringing the ferry girl's attention to her. Yukina's smile was enough to calm Botan down a bit. "They'll be okay. They've always been okay. This fight is no different."

Botan chuckled slightly. "Thanks for the reminder, Yukina."

The ice maiden smiled at her friend before turning her attention to the bloodbath outside. Her eyes first roved over her brother, whose clone was using his own speed to mess with him. He needed to make a direct hit, but he wouldn't shoot his energy until he could pinpoint the android's exact location. She then looked to Kuwabara. He was handling himself okay. The clone couldn't really control the spirit sword the same way, so he was easily defending himself. Her uncle, cousin, and the Z fighters were having more of a difficulty than the others. This ki energy they had was being matched by their clones. The spirit and demon energies of her brother and friends was different. The skillsets were different.

Even if the Z fighters had their own refined skills, they needed to break through the raw power of their doppelgängers. In her mind, Yukina was trying to think of a way they could accomplish that. Thought she wasn't a fighter, she always had a knack for analyzing fights. She realized it during the Dark Tournament when she was able to follow every competitor's movements. She knew when one was about to deliver a finishing move, how to avoid the moves, and how to counterattack. She realized now that it probably had to do with the Saiyan blood inside of her, the blood of hers and Hiei's father.

She looked off to the side and saw Tarble standing there next to the enemy, shaking as he took in everything going on around him. He, like her, was not a fighter. She empathized with her father in that moment. Unlike her, he probably wasn't used to this kind of bloodshed. Her first time seeing these things were in Tarukane's threshold. She had been wary, then. Analyzing the fight was not something she could do. It wasn't until after she had to cross Demon World to return to the glacial village, and then again to reach Hanging Neck Island. She had seen the Dark Tournament, almost every round…every fight was brutal. She was used to it. Tarble was not. She couldn't even imagine what her father was thinking.

Her attention returned to the fight. Everyone was still fighting their doubles, but then something else caught her eye. For a moment, Kuwabara tripped Hiei's double and plunged his sword through the core, damaging the droid while Hiei decapitated the dominant arm of the Kuwabara clone before both Hiei and Kuwabara returned to their own doubles. Clarity struck her and she then knew what the rest needed to do to win.

Yukina looked back to her aunt and hesitated. She knew what she had to do, but it was risky. She needed to leave the temporary safety of the home and deliver her message. She quickly ran to the door, ignoring the calls of everyone else as she left the confines of Capsule Corp. "Everyone, listen!" she shouted through cupped hands. "You need to swap opponents! You're too evenly matched!"

The clone of Hiei sent a blast in her direction before Hiei ended him. He hadn't realized that his double released a ki beam until he looked up after achieving victory. His face fell, but he regained his senses and quickly moved to deflect the beam into the sky saving his sister's life in the process.

"Thank you," Yukina said with a smile.

Hiei looked to her and nodded. "Get back in the house. I'll cover you." He looked over to the group still fighting, smirked, and pointed at them with his thumb. "It looks like they took your advice."

It was true. Everyone had heard Yukina's suggestion, to swap out opponents. The doppelgängers knew enough about the fighters' techniques to evade them, but it was a whole other ball game once the others had switched. Their creator had only given them information on their own persona, not the others. Now, things were about to get interesting.

With Yukina safely inside, Hiei returned to the fray, entering combat along with Kurama as they began to fight the Yusuke double. Kuwabara started working on the Kurama and Yusuke took on Kuwabara. "So, smashing Kuwabara's face into the payment…" he pondered. "Ah, just like old times."

"Shut up, Urameshi!" his indignant friend yelled while using his spirit sword to deflect the rose whip.

"This is the battle that should have happened," Hiei stated to his partner in crime. "The fight before you quit and without Goki, that is."

"We should savor this rare opportunity."

"Hn."

Similar conversations were occurring with the Z fighters.

Krillin laughed nervously as he watched his wife brutalizing the metallic version of himself. He always knew his wife was tough, a lot tougher than the android Vegeta was currently knocking around as if he was getting some form of revenge for when the woman had broken his arm. Eighteen seemed to have enjoyment from battering his clone around. If he listened carefully, he could almost make out a, "That's for leaving the toilet seat up, you jerk!" He sweat-dropped at that. Heh, being married to an android… And at that moment, the human registered an attack coming from the clones of his best friend's sons.

Gohan was already fighting the Vegeta double with Trunks as Goten faced the android Trunks. "This is ridiculous," Trunks griped while shooting a ki beam towards fake Vegeta. "It's bad enough I have my real father to deal with. Now we have metal clones that have verukas or whatever controlling them."

Gohan couldn't help but chuckle as he narrowly evaded an elbow to his neck. "Don't complain, Trunks. Just focus. Hopefully we'll be done with this soon."

Tarble was watching in amazement as the tables turned. "Well, this complicates things," the demon next to him stated.

It caused the Saiyan to look at him. Tarble took in the tense form and angry features. The man's fists were clenched. It looked like he could blow at any minute. "Why are you doing this?" the prince asked. "Is this really for some pointless revenge for something that happened years ago?"

The demon laughed in Tarble's face. "You're a very narrow-minded fool," he jeered. "Do you honestly think this is simple revenge? If I left your friends be, they would interfere with my takeover of the human realm. I wouldn't have even known about these 'Z warriors' if not for the little fire demon. I suppose I should be thankful that tracking him led me here so that I could unite the research of Dr. Ichigaki and Dr. Gero."

"Why were you following my son?" Tarble bit out. He couldn't stand the idea of someone following either of his kids for any reason.

The demon eyed him strangely before he scoffed. "He separated from the group. At first, I was just waiting and watching them, all smug while lounging around that old hag's temple. They were all responsible for the downfall of Dr. Ichigaki and my other colleagues. I intended to gain any bit of information on them as I could.

"Of course, the fire demon had gone through a transformation, and even I could see how his power changed. I watched him. Oh boy, did I watch him as that Saiyan trained him. I studied both their fighting techniques, and then I followed them here. I've been watching them all for quite a while. Those that I hadn't watched, I used Gero's notes regarding their techniques. I WILL get what I want. I'll be the master of this world, and I'll use my android army to get it."

Tarble glared at the cocky demon. From where he was standing, the man's creations were starting to fail. Once his daughter had pointed out the flaw, the others had taken advantage. "Come on, guys," Tarble whispered from the sidelines. "You can do this."

"Well, this is an interesting turn of events," Goku replied as he and Piccolo stood back to back facing their clones. "I've always wondered what our rematch would have been like. Now I get to see."

"Hm," Piccolo chuckled. "It is kind of interesting, though I didn't expect you to be this bloodthirsty."

"If you're done talking, I'm ready to fight," the clone Goku said. "Prepare yourselves for your end."

"Huh," Goku murmured, his arms dropping to his sides as he became dumbfounded. "He kind of reminds me of Turles…"

Of course, Goku and Piccolo weren't the only ones able to have a mock rematch. Eventually, the clone Gohan went after Goku, and his clone ended up going for Vegeta. The Saiyan prince was ready for the challenge. Though it wasn't really Goku he was fighting, he took it as seriously as if he was. "I will have great pleasure in taking you out of existence," the prince taunted. "Coming to fight me was your last mistake."

Goku's double grinned and crossed his arms. "Oh, really?" the lookalike taunted arrogantly. "Considering how all your fights turn out with me go, I'm surprised you're this eager."

"First off," Vegeta scoffed, "you are not Kakarot, but you're close enough. I'm going to enjoy tearing you to pieces, toaster."

The android deadpanned, but didn't respond to the jab. Instead, he moved to attack, the two entities clashing in the skies. Hiei looked up to see his father fighting the clone of Goku and snickered. He and Kurama had knocked out the Yusuke moments before. "Well, this should be interesting."

"What should be?" Kurama asked his friends.

"Nothing," he replied crossing his arms. "Just watch the show."

Vegeta shot a barrage of ki blasts towards the clone, but the clone managed to block all but a few. The energy damaged parts of his outer shell, but the droid recovered quickly and mimicked Goku's Kamehameha Wave. The Saiyan prince quickly shot his own Galick Gun to counter the move, and surprisingly it broke through the wave easily. He must not be able to utilize Kakarot's Kaio-ken technique. That gives me the advantage.

It had given him the advantage to turn the tables on the clone. The Galick Gun ripped through the blue energy and instantly shattered the machine, Beruki and all. Vegeta watched all of the pieces of the shattered android fall to the ground below. His expression became grim as he reached a mental epiphany.

It had been the first battle between him and Kakarot that had not been interrupted, and it had been empty.

All of the fighters, including the androids, felt Vegeta's power skyrocket in his rage. "Um, I think we better get out of here," Goku called out.

"I'd say so," Yusuke murmured down on the ground.

Everyone quickly escaped the area either by flight or jumping down using the crater in the backyard for cover. The androids, though, stay stationary, not really registering what was going on. Vegeta's energy was released as he yell out his frustrations, and those copies were all instantly shattered.

The prince breathed heavily, from having expended so much energy in waste, as he touched down on the ground. His friends and children all returned to the former battlefield and assessed the damages. "Heh," Trunks laughed nervously as he wiped the sweat from his brow. "Who knew the way to win would be to get dad so angry at actually defeating Goku."

Hiei looked at all of the androids and saw the Beruki. He and the other former spirit detectives all dropped down to make sure they were all destroyed. Hiei was about to incinerate the Beruki that had possessed his own clone when the Z warriors moved to destroy the others from their clones. Apparently, leaving these things alone wouldn't be the safest option.

Before Hiei could even ignite the demonic invention, the inventor was ready to attack him. Despite the use of the bean, Hiei still felt a bit weak, mainly due to his own hunger. His shoulders were hunched and his attention was elsewhere. He wouldn't be able to defend himself from an attack even if he had noticed it.

"Don't even," Tarble darkly demanded as he noticed what the demon was about to do. "Don't attack my son."

The demon mentally chuckled, not expecting the Saiyan to do anything. The smaller prince had sat on the sidelines the whole battle. He didn't seem like much of a fighter. "Or what?"

Hiei finally touched his flaming hand down to the Beruki when everyone heard a strangled cry. Everyone's attention shifted to the inventor and Tarble, and the scene was shocking to say the least. The demon had a hole through his stomach, caused by Tarble's fist. The Saiyan pulled his bloodied fist back and shook the droplets off to the ground.

"As I said," Tarble emphasized angrily, "don't attack my son."

With that, the enemy dropped to the ground in a puddle of his own blood.