Daughter Of A Hero

D-Day.


Time passed quickly in the Son household. The remaining months in the android deadline passed in a blur of training, eating and sleeping. The quartet of fighters, who seemed to come home every night in a worse state than they were the night previous, were so caught up in their routines that they all but lost contact with the outside world.

In fact, most of the earths special forces had all but lost contact with the outside world during the last six months or so leading up to the day the androids were due to attack. Tien and Chaioutzui had retreated deep into the wilderness, although nobody usually saw them anyway unless there was a threat to the planet, they spent the last six months in seclusion, even going as far as to suppress their energy. Judging by Yamcha's energy signal, he had spent the last six months training in the desert while Krillin, as always, remained at Kame house.

Vegeta had remained at Capsule Corp, swore under oath to help raise his baby son.

That was right, Vegeta had indeed got together with Bulma to produce the brave boy who had came from the future to warn them of the androids. However, the news of the infants birth hadn't been announced for fear of the media going mad because the tot was illegitimate. That and Bulma had just publicly broken up with her fiancée and the media would have a field day with that story. Although Vegeta, admittedly, wasn't proving much of a father figure, Saiyan pride prevented him from leaving Earth. That and the blue-haired scientist who had captured his interest.

Now though, the current date was May the 12th - the day the earth's special forces had been dreading had finally came. It was just past 7am in the Son household as Chichi, who's eyes were red and puffy, no doubt from spending the entire night crying, dished out a hearty breakfast to her dysfunctional family. She couldn't help but pray that this wasn't the last breakfast she'd ever serve to her family.

After all, how strong could these androids be? Her husband, two children and Piccolo had trained diligently for three years. Not forgetting the rest of the z-fighters and even the haughty Saiyan Prince who's power level was incredibly impressive now - well according to Goku anyway.

Surely that much power could overcome something like the androids right?

Chichi sure hoped so.


Breakfast was over too soon for her tastes. The trivial conversation died down as Goku looked at his two children from across the table, giving them a reassuring smile. He looked up toward the clock, checking the time : 8.30am - time to leave.

Chichi followed Goku's line of sight, her bottom lip trembling when she caught sight of the time on the clock face.

Gonyhe took her eyes off her mother, sighing internally. She pushed the small bits of food around her plate with her fork and then pushed the plate away, looking across the table at her brother while their father led their hysterical mother away to attempt to calm her down before they left.

The young saiyaness couldn't really blame her mother for her emotional state. After all, if Gonyhe was put in the position where she had to wait at home, helpless as those she cared about went out to battle without anyway of knowing if they were still alive or not, she was sure she'd be in much the same state.

Either way, Gonyhe did feel sympathy toward her mother.

Oddly though, Gonyhe wasn't feeling much else at that precise moment. She wasn't really nervous, sure there was the fluttery feeling in the pit of her stomach, but it was not the overwhelming feeling which she expected to have today. She wasn't scared, her father had told both her and her brother bluntly how the boy from the future was no match for the androids, and he was a super saiyan, yet she had taken everything on board with a calm indifference, using those statistics to push herself harder.

Perhaps it was the meditating she had spent last night doing in order to mentally prepare herself for the upcoming battle that allowed her to remain so calm.

Dimly she was aware that her calmness in the current situation wasn't normal. She was only nine years old for Kami's sake. She wasn't supposed to be going out fighting super-powered tin cans for the sake of a planet who didn't even know she existed, nor would they thank her for it in the long run. She wasn't supposed to have seen her friends deaths at such a young age, been killed and resurrected herself nor was she supposed to have been forced to kill. She had been exposed to the brutality of the universe at too young an age

The Ox-King peeked his head in the kitchen door. "It's time to go."

Gonyhe's Grandpa Ox had come over to help console her mother during the time they were away to battle. It was bad enough her family was going out to fight, it would be worse if she had to sit and go through the torture of waiting without somebody to console her.

Nodding, Gonyhe pushed her chair out from the kitchen table and began walking outside to where she could sense her father, brother and Piccolo waiting on her. Whenever they had left the kitchen was unknown to her as she hadn't really been paying attention.

Upon crossing the threshold to the outside, Gonyhe first saw her mother on her knees with her hands wrapped firmly around her only son. She was gripping him in a death grip whilst Gohan patted her back awkwardly in attempts to console him. Her cascading tears stained the fabric of his dark purple gi. His tail was drooping, laying on the ground, a sure sign he was upset.

Gonyhe gulped, knowing she was next. She tightened the obi on her purple gi and cleared her throat. Chichi's eyes darted toward Gonyhe and she held out her arm, gesturing for Gonyhe to come to her. They young saiyan did so, soon being embraced in her mothers loving arms. Unlike her brother, her tail was wrapped loosely around her waist, but if one looked closely, though could see it was shaking slightly, a sign of her emotional distress to the situation - that was the only way one could gauge her mood.

As the twins stood side by side, the differences in their appearance was evident. Gonyhe had barely grown at all in the last three years whilst Gohan had shot upwards. Gohan now stood head and shoulders taller than his sibling, who he was only thirty minutes older than. In reality, because of Gonyhe's height, she looked younger than her actual age. The eldest Son child's hair had been cropped in a style resembling his father's, although it was a lot messier. In contrast to this, Gonyhe's hair cascaded down her back but in preparation for the upcoming fight it was tied up into a messy bun, with bangs left hanging over her eyes.

The thing that set the two children apart were their attires, courtesy of Piccolo. Gohan was wearing his usual dark purple gi with white neck muff and leg warmers. On his feet were black shoes and tied around his waist was a red obi, a pair of red wrist guards completed his look. At his tail bone, a hole was cut in order for his tail to poke through, a true sign of his rather unusual heritage.

With Gonyhe, she was also garbed in a purple gi although with her she wore a light purple, short sleeved undershirt. Her sash tied around her waist was the same shade of light purple, also her wrist guards matched this theme. On her feet she wore black pumps, like her brother, a hole was cut at her tail bone for her own tail to poke through and wrap around her waist.

After another five minutes of tearful farewells, Chichi eventually pushed her children away with a sad smile although it went against all her instincts as a mother to do so.

"Please come back to me." She whispered to her family as they kicked off of the ground and sped into the air.


The quartet flew through the skies in relative silence, each lost in their own thoughts. At the leisurely pace they were going at, they would arrive within half an hour to the designated spot where Trunks, the boy from the future had told them to meet so long ago.

The whole experience seemed surreal.

It was odd to know within yourself that these androids were so powerful that they could give a super saiyan a run for his money, especially one as powerful as Trunks, who was able to chop up King Cold effortlessly. Today could possibly be the day you died, and everybody knew it.

Although there was something that had been irking Gonyhe severely. The fact that her father had not contracted the deadly heart virus, as predicted by the boy from the future. It had been an anomaly. Of course Gonyhe had been happy her father didn't meet his death because of some virus - as that would have been a terrible way to go - but she couldn't help but feel slightly worried. Sure, there would have been some divergence from the original timeline because of time travel in general, but would the effects really carry that far back?

Gonyhe stretched out in mid air, allowing her tail to unwrap from around her waist and fly around loosely for some much needed freedom. It was very rarely that she allowed her tail to uncoil from around her waist. Usually this was because her mother would shriek at her until she put it away but mainly because it was a safety precaution. Although she had all but overcome the weakness of having her tail squeezed - mainly thanks to some brutal training by her grandfather in the otherworld - she still didn't forget how painful it was to have it squeezed.

"Hey look! Up there, is that Krillin?" Gohan shouted suddenly, causing Gonyhe to look forwards and catch sight of a familiar orange gi and shiny bald head.

Gohan, who was flying with his hands outstretched, grinned and sped up to catch Krillin's attention. Gonyhe smiled slightly. She preferred to fly with her arms slightly bent by her side. She increased her speed too, flying underneath Krillin by a few feet on her back. She grinned cheerily when Krillin caught sight of her and waved, causing the former monk to laugh and pull back his speed as they waited for Goku and Piccolo to catch up.

Once Goku and Piccolo had caught up, the now group of five continued on their journey toward the island only nine miles away from south city.


"HEY GOKU! DOWN HERE!"

Goku's sensitive ears picked up the calls of his friends as he hovered above the island city. In all honesty he hadn't even known this city was here. It didn't seem like the place where two maniacal androids would begin their rein of terror which would bring the modern world to its knees.

The city was alive and bustling with activity as the morning rush hour set in. Overshadowing the busy city was a large mountain, on which was a ledge where the earthling fights had proceeded to gather. It would seem as if their group was one of the last to arrive.

Yamcha and Tien were already there. A flash of blue hair caught Gonyhe's attention as she began to descend slowly from the sky to land on the ledge. Bulma was here? What in the world!

Goku seemed to notice this as well, as his eyebrows furrowed noticeably as he touched down upon the ground. He crossed his arms and frowned as Bulma ran out toward them, jiggling a bundle in one arm whilst waving with the other.

"Bulma?" Goku blinked, eyes wide.

"It is Bulma." Gohan agreed, eyes zeroing in on the small infant cradled lovingly in her arms.

Gonyhe's mouth was open wide with surprise upon seeing Bulma cradle a baby. The infant was wearing a navy cap with only a tuft of purple hair sticking out from under it. Upon seeing all eyes upon him, the tot gripped his mothers blouse tighter and buried its head into her chest.

"What are you doing here?" Goku demanded.

"I've come to watch you fight silly. Oh don't worry, I'll just stay for a while then I'll go home." Bulma grinned, she pressed a kiss atop the child's head as he started to fuss.

"Eh, I hope you don't mind me asking Bulma, but what's the deal with the baby?"

"Is he your son Yamcha?" Gohan questioned, exchanging a questioning look with his sister who merely shrugged in response. She wasn't a big fan of babies anyway, all they did was eat, poop and sleep, in that order.

Yamcha huffed loudly, closing his eyes, crossing his arms and raising his chin. "He's not my son."

Upon hearing the surprised gasps from everybody gathered, he uncrossed his arms and opened his eyes then sighed heavily. His voice wavered a little as he spoke. "If you think that's a surprise, just wait … wait until she tells you who the father really is."

Expectantly, all eyes turned to Bulma for an explanation. However, before she could even open her mouth, Goku strode forward, bending down until he was at eye level with the baby in Bulma's arms.

"I bet it's Vegeta, right Trunks." He grinned, poking at the child's cheek.

Comically, the baby then attempted to take a bite out of Goku's finger. Luckily though, Goku pulled it back in time with a sheepish smile.

"VEGETA?" Krillin cried.

Gonyhe's own eyes widened in surprise though she did not say anything. She was chuckling internally, if her father had correctly guessed the baby's parentage then it would explain the tot's attitude and him trying to take a chunk out of her father's finger.

Bulma pouted. "Now who told you that Goku? I wanted to keep it a secret, I wanted to surprise you all."

Goku jumped back, realising his mistake in giving away a piece of information he wasn't supposed to know. He attempted to laugh, but anybody could tell it was fake and he was just trying to divert attention from himself to cover up his mistake.

"Well actually I just thought I'd take a guess … hahahaaha … I mean it kinda looks like Vegeta …. hahahahaha!"

Piccolo slapped his hand to his face with a groan.

"You guessed his name too." Bulma pointed out.

"huh … yeah …. hahaha … what are the chances of that huh? Maybe I'm psychic?"

Krillin was still in a state of shock. "Who would have guessed it, Bulma and Vegeta?"

From sitting sulking in the corner, Yamcha blew out a breath of air in irritation.

Right next to him, Gohan's mouth was still hanging wide open. With a chuckle, Gonyhe forcibly closed it herself, pushing his chin up so his bottom lip met his top. This seemed to snap Gohan out of his stupor as he joined in with his sisters chuckled, scratching the nape of his neck in a distinct Son fashion.

Piccolo stepped forward causing Gohan and Gonyhe to separate so Piccolo could walk through the space between them. "Seeing as we are on the subject, where is Vegeta?"

"I don't have a clue. I haven't seen him around lately, I know he was planning to come here but with taking care of the baby and all, I guess I just lost track of him." Bulma answered truthfully.

"He'll show. He wouldn't miss a fight." Goku said confidently.

"Or a chance to show off." Muttered Gonyhe.

Gohan elbowed her softly in response.

"I left Chaioutzui at Roshi's." Tien spoke for the first time. "To be honest with you, I didn't think the little guy would stand much of a chance out here."

Goku smiled sympathetically. Chaioutzui was in fact the weakest member of the group in physical strength, however, his mental capabilities were powerful beyond belief.

"What time's it Bulma?" Gonyhe asked, spotting the watch on Bulma's wrist.

"It's 9:30."

"Bulma you better get out of here, the androids are due to arrive soon!"

"Oh hush, I'll leave soon."

Gonyhe stood side by side with her brother. Gohan now had his tail wrapped firmly around his waist in preparation for the upcoming battle whilst Gonyhe's was free, curling slightly at the tip to indicate her slightly agitated mood.

Tien and Yamcha's eyes widened comically as they finally clocked the extra appendages the children had.

"They still have their tails?" Yamcha coughed, remembering all too well the giant monkey the Saiyans transformed into when influenced by the light of the full moon. In all honesty he had expected the two demi-saiyans to be tied down and the tails forcibly removed the minute they got back from Namek. He hadn't even noticed they still had their tails at the party at Capsule corp. Of course that was because they were wearing baggy dresses and brown suits- Yamcha stopped his train of thought upon reaching a realization - Chichi was a genius attempting to hide her children's abnormalities.

Goku grinned guiltily. "Yeah. Chichi wanted to get rid of them when she heard what they could do with them but Gohan an' Gonyhe wouldn't let her."

"But they could destroy the planet!" Tien pointed out, looking at the tails with slight distaste.

"Naaah." Goku laughed, waving off the threat. "Piccolo destroyed the moon so they can't transform. Alls those tails are really good for now is balance."

Bulma bit her lip, looking down at her son and suddenly feeling guilty. "If I knew that I wouldn't have gotten his tail cut off. Vegeta was pretty pissed off with me about that one."

An uneasy silence fell among the fighters.


An unknown amount of time had trickled by and during that time the earth's special forces had to find some way to amuse themselves. Piccolo and Tien had taken it upon themselves to be the watchdogs and were standing at the edge of the cliff, overlooking the city with a keen eye. Yamcha was still sulking in the corner and Goku was trying to bring him out of his mood.

Bulma was reclining on the grass with her baby balanced in her lap whilst Gohan and Krillin squatted in front of Trunks, attempted to make him laugh. Gonyhe stayed a while away, watching the scene with avid interest. Baby's didn't like her, so she figured it was best to keep her distance.

However, Gohan and Krillin weren't doing a very good job at making the baby laugh as it would seem he had inherited the same dry humour as his father. Grinning mischievously, Gonyhe aimed at her brothers derriere and fired a weak ki blast. Her brother was so preoccupied with making baby Trunks laugh that he didn't sense the ki blast and it struck him dead on.

Gohan yelped, attempting to jump into the air but he ended up getting his legs tangled up and toppling into Krillin who went down hard on the ground in a sprawl of limbs with his best friends son. The blush on both their faces was plain to see.

At this, baby Trunks burst into peals of laughter.

Gonyhe blew on her finger with a smirk whilst those who had witnessed the scene had a good chuckle.

"Be quiet." Piccolo suddenly announced, causing all conversation to cease. "I can hear something."

Piccolo's ears twitched twice before in the distance a black speck came into view. It was heading straight for them, growing larger and larger and Gonyhe couldn't help but feel slightly apprehensive - was this the infamous androids? She gulped noiselessly and shifted her body into a more battle ready position.

The tension in the air was almost unbearable. Even baby Trunks could sense it as he was whimpering softly into his mothers body, seeking as much comfort as he could. Bulma was making 'shushing' motions, attempting to console her only child.

However, it would turn out that the speck in the distance was only Yajirobe. The collective sigh of relief that went up from the fighters and Bulma was audible.

Yajirobe touched down in his hover car and hoped out, thrusting a brown bag into Goku's hands. "Korin sends these."

Gonyhe could remember the hairy samurai as the man who had cut off Vegeta's tail all those years ago, though it was a rather cowardly action to do it when the large Saiyan wasn't looking.

Goku took a peek inside the bag and his face lit up in delight. "Senzu beans? Oh tell Korin thanks a bunch! What about you Yajirobe? Have you come to help us fight the androids?"

Yajirobe stared at the Saiyan as if he'd just sprouted a second head. "No way! I only came here to deliver these senzu beans. If you want to go get killed then be my guest, just don't expect me to join you."

With another 'humph' for good measure, he jumped back into his hover-car and began his journey back to Korin Tower.

"Coward." Gonyhe muttered distastefully.

"Hmm. Are you sure we got the right day? It's already after 10am." Tien pointed out, resuming his position at the edge of the cliff with Piccolo as lookouts.

Gohan blinked in realization. "Oh yeah, I forgot all about the time."

The earths special forces took this time to look down upon the city with a critical eye. Nothing seemed out of place. Cars were still driving through the streets, people were still rushing to and fro. Basically the city was still bustling, no indication of any of the carnage that was supposed to befall it on this specific day.

"Pffft. Androids. To think I actually believed that kid as well." Yamcha grumbled, kicking a rock and watching with mild fascination as it bounced off the cliff.

"But why would anybody make a point of coming back in time just to lie about something as serious as this? It doesn't make sense." Gonyhe pointed out.

"Oh be quiet Yamcha and have some patience. It's only 10:17am, I wouldn't jump the gun just yet." Bulma scolded, jiggling her son slightly.

"Excuse me but I think we would have sensed their power levels by now. Sorry to disappoint you Bulma, but these so called androids just aren't coming."

No sooner had Yamcha finished his sentence than every fighter with the coveted ability to sense energy's head snapped upwards just in time to see an explosion take place in the sky. It was odd, as if that energy attack had came out of nowhere.

"What was that?" Goku shouted amongst cries of surprise.

"I never even felt who fired it! It felt like it just appeared out of nowhere, there wasn't any particular persons energy behind it." Gonyhe pointed out, now fully in battle mode.

When the smoke cleared, it revealed a very familiar looking hover car beginning a rapid descent from the sky until it crashed into the ocean close to the city.

"Guys look up there! It's the androids!" Piccolo shouted, diverting everybody's attention skywards to where they could just make out two figure in the sky.

Suddenly, the two figures used super speed to disappear into the city below.

"They flew into the city." Tien cried, hovering off the ledge slightly to get a better view of the city blow.

"But where did they go?" Yamcha asked, rushing forward.

"I don't know." Krillin admitted, his body rigid.

"Can anybody see them?" Gohan asked.

"I can't sense them!" Gonyhe cried out in frustration.

"Guys what's going on?" Bulma's voice quivered slightly in fright. She clutched little Trunks tighter to her chest in response.

"One minute they were up in the sky and then the next they were gone, I didn't even sense their power levels." Goku said shakily.

Gohan gulped loudly. "Well, they're both androids right? Maybe we cant sense them because they don't have power levels."

Everybody cried out in surprise.

"That's crazy! How are we supposed to find these androids if we can't even sense where they are?" Yamcha demanded, his form shaking.

"We'll just have to find them and fight them the old fashioned way - with our eyes." Piccolo said calmly, he seemed to be the only one in the group who was not outwardly panicking.

"Right. Let's spread out guys. Remember if you find the androids don't try to take them on your own, they're too powerful. Raise your energy three times as a signal and hold off until the others get there." Goku advised. "Bulma, take these senzu beans and stay here."

"Gonyhe go get Yajirobe." Goku ordered, taking charge of the situation. Although not the job she really wanted to be landed with, Gonyhe reluctantly agreed.

"Lets go!" Piccolo cried.

At once, seven white aura's sprung into action as seven people shot off in seven different directions, leaving Bulma wide eyed and holding her baby, and the reverend senzu beans.


Yajirobe was not hard to find. The smoke which was steadily rising into the air was a clear give away to where his craft had crash landed because of the dastardly androids.

Gonyhe used the rising cloud of smoke as a beacon, allowing it to guide her until she was directly over the crash site. The smoke was thick, black and impossible to see through. Gonyhe pulled up her undershirt over her mouth so she didn't inhale too much smoke as the flames licked all around her.

The young demi saiyan lowered herself closer to the surface of the water. Her tail lashed behind her in agitation as she couldn't see hide, nor hair of the fat samurai she had been sent to retrieve. She could see his destroyed hover car though, or at least what was left of it. There was a large hole in the windscreen and it's engine was smoking while it was half submerged under the water.

"YAJIROBE!" She called, cupping her hands over her mouth so her voice carried further. She really hoped he hadn't died because of the androids.

Frowning, Gonyhe extended her senses, releasing a breath of relief when she sensed his energy signal. That meant he was still alive, however she couldn't pinpoint exactly where he was.

"YAJIROBE!" She cried again, turning in the opposite direction this time.

Gonyhe let out a scream of surprise as something wet grabbed onto her much loved tail. Panicking now, Gonyhe whirled round and went to yank her tail out of whatever had just latched onto it, then possibly blast it to the otherworld after thinking it was some sort of reptile. However, it soon turned out to be Yajirobe who had just grabbed onto whatever he could and, unfortunately for Gonyhe, her tail was just skimming the top of the water and therefore very easy to grasp.

Growling lowly, Gonyhe reached round and grabbed the samurai by the scruff of his clothes. Instantly the man dropped her tail as he was hauled out of the water effortlessly. After stroking her tail soothingly with one hand and keeping a hold of Yajirobe with the other - though the idea of just dropping him and letting him swim was extremely tempting -, Gonyhe wrapped her tail around her waist and set out toward the shore line.

"You're just lucky my tail isn't sensitive anymore." Gonyhe snapped at Yajirobe.

"Oh gee, I'm ok. Thanks for asking!" Yajirobe replied sarcastically, prompting Gonyhe to drop lower and allow his bottom to skim along the surface of the ocean allowing some very hungry fish to leap up out of the water and attempt to snap at his bottom hoping for an easy meal.

Yajirobe's girlish shrieks could be heard all the way back to the mainland.


All over the city, the earth's special forces had spread out, dutifully attempting to find the menace known as the androids and dispose of them before they could do any damage to the population of planet earth.

However, that was easier said that done.

The androids were so far away, and moved so quickly that nobody had managed to get a good look at them before the dropped into the city. That, and the fact that they didn't have an energy signal was making locating them extremely difficult. How were they supposed to find something that didn't have an energy signal - look for nothing?

It didn't make sense at all and because of that, all the warriors felt out of their depth.

For so long they had relied on their coveted ability to sense ki, believing in it to help them in times of dire straight. However, those times had come and that sixth sense had proved all but useful to the warriors, something which was definitely irking them greatly.

Nobody was having any luck in the city.

Tien had taken up a vantage point on top of a building for a birds eye view of the

town but he didn't have a clue who - or what - he was looking for and didn't want to just drop out of the sky to interrogate someone that could possibly just be a normal human.

Goku had headed East but had soon found out just how ignorant some people were, especially when they were rushing to their workplace. He had tried to stop around five people to check to see if they had seen anything unusual but they had rushed past him without as much as a second glance or an apology for their rudeness.

Gohan and Krillin were in the same predicament. They had both dropped from the sky amidst screams of terror from frightened civilians who thought that the two people were falling from the sky to their deaths. Imagine their surprise when those two people landed lightly on the balls of their feet, scaring everybody away from them. Now Gohan and Krillin were suffering the repercussions from that little stint and were struggling to find somebody who would actually answer them without running away in terror.

Piccolo … well Piccolo was green and over seven foot tall. That was enough to make anybody scared to approach him.

Yamcha seemed to be the only defender who was actually having any luck in talking to the human populace. Of course that could be accountable to the fact that during the last three years, Yamcha had made quite a name for himself in baseball and was vastly becoming known as - the bandit.

Now, Yamcha was doing a fairly decent job of trying to usher out the crowds from the surrounding area so he could scan more closely. However, there were two odd looking people who still refused to move from the corner of the street. One was tall and definitely human in appearance. From his long, puffy white hair and matching moustache, he looked to be a well aged man with icy cold, blue eyes. He wore brown, baggy pants with yellow, pin-striped shirt and black waistcoat and red, overly large belt. On his head was a black hat which almost looked like a top hat. His companion resembled more of a china doll than human. He was small and plump with porcelain white skin, he was garbed in the small style of clothes as his comrade, severely outdated and also like his partner, he had those same ice blue eyes. The second, less human man also had an odd shaped hat on his head.

"Hey you two! You better get out of here fast! There's a couple of androids on the loose and they mean business." Yamcha warned, waving his hands wildly. However, he stopped dead as the duo began to approach him.

They stopped in front of Yamcha and that's when the scar-faced human clocked the insignia on their caps: RR - or, the red ribbon army.

Yamcha stumbled back a bit. "No … you can't be!"

"But we are. We are they."

With a yell, Yamcha leapt backwards, landing into a tight defensive stance. "I FOUND THE-!"

The former desert bandit was cut off as the white, long haired androids hand clamped around his mouth. What Yamcha noticed was that in the androids hand, there seemed to be a little red sensor of some sorts. He attempted to struggle, but found he could not escape from the androids vice like grip. So he did what he was told to do when he had found the androids in the first place - he raised his ki … or at least attempted to.

When he went to increase his power level, he found that it was being drained quicker than he could summon it. Suddenly he felt very dizzy and his vision began to swim in and out of focus.

Not that the androids were caring though. They didn't even seem to mind that a large truck was driving straight up the road that they were standing in the middle of and they didn't make any effort to move. The truck driver seemed to realise this too and made a sharp swerve, causing his vehicle to skid across the road and collide with the gas station situation across the road.

The explosion that followed was close to nuclear scale. Not that the androids seemed to notice, it didn't even look like it had fazed them.

As Yamcha's consciousness began to fail him, he couldn't help but pray that explosion would alert his friends to his current predicament and hopefully because of that, they would rush to his aid.


After dropping off Yajirobe on the cliff ridge with Bulma, and throwing in a few threatening words for good measure relating to him touching her tail without her permission, Gonyhe was off again, shooting through the skies toward the city in attempts to try and help find those menacing androids.

It was pure coincidence that as she was flying over a certain part of the city, a gargantuan explosion occurred - the second large explosion of the day only this explosion was far larger than the explosion that occurred when Yajirobe's car had blown up. Gonyhe leapt backwards in fright then threw up her defences in mid air as the shockwaves rocked the world around her.

The explosion roared around her, tearing at her clothes and screaming in her ears almost to the point of making them bleed.

When the world stopped shaking, Gonyhe blinked her eyes warily then, when she had recovered her bearings, she turned and dived straight into the centre of the blast, amidst the fire and chaos.

As Gonyhe was making her way through the smoke, she flared her aura brightly, kicking up a wind which caused the smoke to dissipate and clear her path. This was the second time that day that she had dived into the centre of a pure black smoke screen - something that definitely wasn't good for her lungs.

Just as she cleared the smoke screen, her eyes landed on a seemingly old man, holding Yamcha up single-handedly whilst another, one that looked like a porcelain doll, looked on in morbid fascination. It didn't take her long to deduce that these were the infamous androids she had spent three years preparing to fight.

That's when she realised, Yamcha's energy was almost gone!

"YAMCHA!" She cried whilst at the same time, powering up her kaioken technique to level fifteen in the short space of time she had.

By this point Yamcha was in the forgiving land of unconsciousness but that didn't mean the menacing android was finished with him yet. The android pulled back his arm and made a knife shape with his hand, infusing it with lethal amounts of ki and aiming it at the defenceless mans chest.

Gonyhe could practically see what was going to happen next as she willed herself to go faster. Her heart was pumping wildly in her chest, tears flying out of the side of her scrunched up lids as she worried that she wasn't going to make it in time.

Seemingly at the last minute possible, Gonyhe's lithe body sliced through the air like a knife, her foot coming in to smash the killer android who was holding Yamcha. She struck him in the side of the face and the android - who was unsuspecting of the sudden counter attack flew sideward with the momentum of the attack, slicing through the air with a whistling sound and connecting with a block of office buildings.

Gonyhe spun on the spot, dropping to the ground and catching the unconscious warrior before he even hit the ground. She gritted her teeth as she flared her energy …

… once

… twice

… three times.

That was the signal, not the large explosion wasn't signal enough.


A/N: This was a surprisingly quick update, can anybody tell that this saga's my favourite?

Anyway, hope you enjoy.