Fusion…HA 2- The Dead Zone
Part 5- Triple Threat
"So are you going to show me the power of the legendary Super Saiyan?" mocked Android C. He was having the time of his life making fun of Vegeta. Seemed to have become a hobby for him. The Saiyan Prince didn't say anything to him; he was completely silent. "Come on, Vegeta. Show me your power."
Kaboom! C was thrown off his feet by the sudden surge of energy. In the air he struggled to keep his position. Vegeta's face turned up in a frown.
"You androids are the same; convinced of your superior power. Still you don't realize that the Saiya-jin are the most powerful race in the universe." He turned his hand palm up and made a claw. "I don't care what kind of data your creator has collected. He can't build what I possess."
"And what's that? A heart of gold? A warrior's spirit. The will to fight to the end?"
"… Power." A glowing blue ball popped out of Vegeta's gloved hand and floated over to C, almost crawling. Slightly amused by the attack Android C flicked it away. No sooner had he done that Vegeta flew at him and delivered a devastating knee to the robot's finger. The impact shattered it into a million pieces. No one was more shocked than Android C. The move had gone by so quickly that he hadn't even realized his finger was broken until his opponent was already standing back on his own two feet. After allowing the initial shock to subside his confidence returned.
"Lucky hit."
"Think so? Try me." Android C swiftly kicked Vegeta in the temple. That rocked the Saiyan to the side. Facing back to the android Vegeta was hit in the face with a massive blast of energy. He rocketed along the floor, C running along side him before going out in front. C cocked his foot back and readied himself for a huge kick.
"And he punts for 50 yards!" C's massive foot lodged itself in Vegeta's gut and tossed him through the air. On the attack C once again rocketed past the prince. Holding his hand out with his palm facing forward he caught Vegeta by the head as he whizzed by. He allowed his grip to slip slightly so that he could move his hold to the Saiyan's hair. Like a rag doll C dragged him to the ground at high speed. Just before impact Vegeta landed a solid punch to the inner arm, enabling him to get out of the hold. He flipped backward and landed hard on his feet. He ducked and head-high punches and delivered one of his own to the stomach.
"Never mock a Saiyan!" Vegeta spun around and missed with a kick to the back of the head. He leaned back to dodge another punch and grabbed the offensive limb. "Hope you won't be needing this." He jumped up and hit it with his right knee, then used his downward momentum to throw C into the Capsule Corp. He crashed to the ground somewhere on the other side. Vegeta flared up and flew over to the top of what was left of the building, passing right by Son Goku and Piccolo, who had their hands full with 17.
"17, listen to me," pleaded Goku. He blocked a kick and a punch, moving away from another combination before putting some distance between the two. "You don't want to do this. Don't let Dr. Boo use you!" 17 paid him no attention, firing a ki blast big enough to fry Goku and Piccolo at the same time.
"Move, Son!" Piccolo pushed Goku and himself out of the way of the blast with his shoulder. It exploded on the ground and made a crater. Thinking quickly he fired his Makankosappo, but 17 just shrugged it off. He connected home with a chop to the neck, stunning the Namek. 17 slapped Piccolo's right arm up and buried his elbow into the side. Before the Namek could use his arm to support his side 17 grabbed it and held it above his head while he moved behind Piccolo.
"You think I can't tell the difference. I would know if someone was trying to control me." 17 pulled harder, bending the joint to the breaking point. Piccolo let out a silent yell. "If I did find out who it was, I would kill him; you should know that by now."
"Then listen to me now, 17." Goku closed his eyes and powered down. He wanted to show 17 that he was no threat. Maybe then the android would listen. He could be just as stubborn as Vegeta sometimes. "Just a few seconds ago a man named Dr. Boo sent some sort of signal through the air, activating some sort of program in your brain. If you don't stop you'll hurt somebody."
"That's the idea. I think I'll start with your friend here." An evil grin was proceeded by a violent ripping sound and a horrible yell.
"No…" In 17's possession was the right arm of Piccolo, dangling and lifeless. The complete shock and horror on Piccolo's face could not be described. His mouth hung open, his good hand clutching the space that once was occupied by his fallen limb. 17 licked his lips in excitement and began to wonder if he should do it to the other. What need would the Namek have for one arm?
"You…should have finished the job." 17 was hit right in the back with a boot and bent him back in the wrong direction. Piccolo brought his left hand to the side to charge a ball of energy. 17 turned around and was blasted point blank range. The ball exploded and smoke spread everywhere. Taking this chance Piccolo backed up and began to focus on regenerating his arm. Goku floated over in front of him.
"He's determined to fight us. Whatever Dr. Boo has done to him is definitely working. Bulma still has a control to shut them off. Should we use it?"
"No." Piccolo and Goku looked above them as two people descended. One of them took the front position. "Let me fight him."
"But he doesn't know what he's doing right now. He's just in a mad rage. He may try to kill you."
"Kill me? His own sister?" 18 tossed the hair out of her face playfully. "I don't think he can do it. You don't have time to argue. You still have to find Videl. Go now while you still have the chance. I'll deal with brother here." Goku gave her a quick nod. She had already made up her mind. Besides, she could hold her own against her brother. Piccolo understood also. He placed a hand on Goku's shoulder, as did Bulma. Goku put his forefinger and middle finger on his forehead, searching for the ki signature of Videl. His face scrunched up and strained.
"What's wrong, Goku?"
"It's Videl's aura. It's… different. It feels more… my god!" Without another word Goku, Bulma and Piccolo teleported to the source of Videl's strange aura. 18 waited until the smoke had cleared from her brother's eyes to speak.
"So you've been slacking. Couldn't beat the Namek?"
"Dear 18, you don't know what you are dealing with. Don't think I won't hesitate to kill you. I have a mission. I must destroy Son Goku and all that ally themselves with him."
"And why is that?" she asked him bluntly, knowing that it was not his own thinking. "Did you forget that we no longer need to kill Son Goku? You haven't felt any reason to kill Goku until today. That doesn't seem the slightest bit strange to you, does it? Are you too stupid to realize you are being manipulated? You feel angry now. Wait until you find out exactly what is going on. That's when you'll really get mad."
"A touching story, 18, but not one that will help you in any way. I'll give you one last chance to stand down; you deserve at least that. If not I will have to destroy you without mercy." 18 didn't move an inch. She had to stop her brother or find some way to slow him down. The others would find some way to stop the thing that was controlling 17. In the mean time, she would fight. Not that the idea didn't seem kind of cool.
"If you think you are going to get to Goku, you're wrong 17. You won't get through me." 17 bowed and shook his head, clearly disappointed over her decision. In his right palm a ball of energy formed that was twice the size of his hand.
"This is what it has come down to, has it? Suit yourself. Don't say I was never there for you."
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The now familiar door to the laboratory of Dr. Boo opened once again. Entering was Android A, and he had prize. Over his shoulder was the limp body of Son Gohan. The demi-Saiyan was half awake but very groggy. He wasn't showing any signs of getting better; his body was still thrashed from the run in with b-chan's capsule. Android A angrily threw him into the same chair that Videl had been tied into. The unnecessary roughness had not gone unnoticed.
"A, is there something bothering you?" asked Boo.
"Son Gohan was injured before I had the chance to fight him in a one on one battle. His little friends were too easily fooled and defeated."
"Poor baby," mocked Devil. She sucked her teeth and waved a finger at him. "You shouldn't be so disappointed. Besides, if you had killed them all, what fun would I have?" Devil winked at A, who graciously bowed.
"You are right, my lady. I should have thought it through." Dr. Boo was very happy to see that the two Androids were getting along so well. They would need that camaraderie when the enemy attacked.
"You've also forgotten another thing, A." Dr. Boo and Andrian looked at Devil with question written all over their faces. "Since they've probably figured out that I am here and that you've taken Son Gohan they are most likely on their way here now. You may get a chance to fight Goku." Adrian could begin to hide the glee in his face. He had missed a chance to fight Gohan, but his father had to come save him sometime; A would be waiting.
"You two should prepare. I will start the process on Son Gohan." Boo went to work on his computer while Devil and Android A went toward the exit.
Flash! There was a disturbance in the middle of the room. Three forms could be made out. Devil smirked and watched as Bulma, Goku, and Piccolo materialized in front of them. They hit the floor and backed up into each other, unsure of their whereabouts.
"Where are we…?" wondered Bulma out aloud, "and who is that?" She pointed to Android A standing behind Devil. Bulma's attitude became grateful when she saw Devil. "Videl! Are you okay?" She approached her friend with caution, watching the man behind her incase he made a move. Instead he backed away, hands in the air to show there was no sneak attack. Bulma put her hand on Devil' shoulder, smiling at her.
"Did I worry you?" asked Devil in a not-so-concerned tone.
"Yes. What happened?" Bulma glanced back over at Goku and Piccolo, who were looking at something totally different. A man at a computer console was typing away. Then he stopped. He turned to look at the group and locked eyes with Bulma. It was him. Goku felt the friction between the two, as did Piccolo.
"Bulma…"
"It's him. There's no mistake about it. It's Boo. Dr. Boo." She took a step toward him and then fell down to her knees. A sharp pain in the back of her neck had caused her to drop to her feet. Piccolo couldn't believe it. Goku was stunned. Devil stood, her left hand where Bulma's head had been. An evil grin crossed her face and she kicked Bulma's body across the room, into the Android's holding tubes.
"Videl!" exclaimed Goku. In an instant Android A was in front of him.
"You don't go anywhere near her until you face me." Goku growled deep, uncharacteristic for him, but A only laughed at that. "Dr. Boo, if you would."
"Of course, Adrian." Boo pressed a button on the console and the two fighters disappeared. Piccolo clenched his fists. He had seen enough. Now was the time to act.
"Dr. Boo! Bring them back now!"
"Piccolo, is it? I don't believe you are my boss. Why don't you tell me what you are going to do if I don't? I'm sure that will be a laugh." The anger Piccolo was feeling was unearthly. How dare such a pathetic excuse for a person mock him. He didn't even have a reasonable fighting power.
"Listen, Boo. I've had it with your games. Now bring back Goku and put the girl back to normal or I'll have to do some experimenting of my own." He motioned toward Boo as if he was going to step that way and Devil moved in front of him as expected.
"You don't touch the Doctor unless you kill me." Piccolo's eyes narrowed. He knew he couldn't kill her. That would be the worst thing he could do to Gohan. That didn't mean he was going to let her win. They had to stop Boo; that was the priority. Everything else was secondary.
"Don't worry, Piccolo. You don't have to get your hands dirty on this one." Bulma picked herself up on the other side of the room. "I think Videl and I have an understanding. She wants to fight, and I'm happy to be of service." Devil's aura started up after hearing that. Someone to fight. Android A wasn't the only one wanting some action.
"So, Bulma. Do you really think you can hit little ol' me?" She made the sweetest little puppy dog face she could. Bulma was not impressed.
WHAM! Devil caught one across the face.
"Yep. I do."
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"You will pay for killing me!" Buu jumped at his brother and missed with hi intended punch. Boo spun around with an elbow; Buu ducked it and hit him with an uppercut. Buu grabbed his foot, pulled him back down, and fired a shot right into his chest. Boo was knocked back and he tripped.
"Damn!"
"Ahhhhh!" Buu skidded along the floor and swept Boo off of his feet. Boo landed on his back but quickly hopped back up to his feet.
"It's not going to be that easy!!" Boo fired three energy balls at his brother. They were all dodged easily. Buu jammed his fist into the ground and it came up under Boo. IT smacked him under the chin, staggering him. Buu did the same with his other fist and it hit Boo in the back of the head. The two limbs continued to beat the life out of Boo. In the end they grabbed Boo's head and pulled him into the floor. He was pulled out right in front of this brother. A weak sarcastic smile was on Boo's face.
"What are you smiling about?"
"Are you done yet?" Buu gritted his teeth in fury. He formed a medium size ki ball and placed it in his brother's chest. It exploded and blasted Boo into the air. Buu took off after him and appeared behind. Making another shot, Buu blasted his brother in the back, sending him back down to Hell. Boo hit and made a huge hold in the ground. Buu came down charging and landed with a knee to Boo's gut.
"Die!!" Buu blasted Boo with a thousand ki balls at pointblank range. Boo absorbed them all and managed to get away. He stumbled to his feet and stood up as straight as he could.
"Don't… tell me you're done…"
"You bastard!!!" Buu rushed him and broke his fist though his brother's stomach. Without hesitation he used the same arm to smash his elbow into the back of Boo's neck, breaking it instantly. As Boo fell down to the ground Buu grabbed his left arm, stepped into it and twisted. It broke off and Boo hit the ground.
"You… are you…?" Buu snatched his brother's forelock and raised him up to eye level.
"Not yet." Buu let go of Boo and viciously attacked him with hard blows to every part of the body that could possibly hurt. Hundreds of shots at once left Boo a battered mess. A swift kick to the temple sent him flying again. Bu raised his right arm and started to create one of his planet destroying ki balls. Boo got up to his feet again, not bothering to move otherwise.
"Are… you… done… yet?"
"You killed me." Whispered Buu. His seething hatred began to boil over. "YOU KILLED ME!!!" He tossed the ball at his brother. Boo stood completely still and it hit him, blowing away a massive chunk of land. Rock mountains were toppled like dominoes and even the ground was left pebbleless. All the dust was vaporized in the blast. The only thing left was Boo. Amazingly he was only down to one knee, but he didn't look like he would be getting off of it. Buu took his time going over to his brother, enjoying the sight of carnage and pain he saw before him. Finally he reached him and knelt down beside him.
"…Are you done?" Buu nodded. "Good. It's time to destroy the fusion."
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Trunks used his sixth sense to scan the surrounding area. He had not followed Hunter's directions. They probably would have gotten him killed quickly. Instead he had locked on to Goten's ki signature. His reasoning, other than not trusting Hunter as far as he could throw the earth, was simple. If either Goten or Rae were in trouble and in need of medical attention, Rae could heal them. However, Hunter had most likely tied them up or restricted their movement somehow. If that was the case they could be in trouble if he didn't find them soon. Trunks' sense told him that he was close. The rocky area around them was familiar; it was the one Krillan and Gohan had told him Goku first fought Vegeta on. How perfect.
"Goten…there." He spotted the two on a tall rock structure, bound together by some kind of yellow rope. Trunks recognized it as an attack that was used by Gotenks. "He learned the Gallactica Donut. That's probably meant to mock me."
"You couldn't be more right." Trunks froze in place. He had let his mind wander and didn't feel Hunter sneaking up on him. Mistakes like that could cost him his life. He, however, was not dead. Instead he was face to face with the devil himself.
"Long time no see."
"Same here. I wouldn't have minded to see you dead, though. You wear the color of blood much better than your friends."
"… You didn't…" Trunks tried to look over his shoulder and keep tabs on Hunter at the same time, but it was proving to be pointless and fruitless.
"… I probably did. I make the rules here, Trunks, and if you want to live to fight me I suggest you abide by them. You were supposed to come to me. You get three minutes with the idiot and his traitor girlfriend. Then we fight. Comprende?" Trunks said nothing but went over to his friend. He could feel Hunter's power and wasn't sure if all of it was being used. Hunter might not be at full power right now. The worst part was that his current level was almost up to that of Trunks', making Trunks wonder just how much stronger he might actually be.
"Trunks…" Goten said in a barely audible voice. Trunks moved in and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Goten, are you okay?"
"He's fine, Trunks," said Rae from behind Goten. "He just took a couple of hits when he woke up. I think he's woozy from the blast back at Capsule Corporation." Trunks nodded, agreeing with her. The blast had been strong; Trunks was lucky he was okay. He could have easily been Goten… so why wasn't he?
"It was Hunter."
"What?"
"Hunter made sure that I didn't get hurt in the blast. It's all part of his plan. He wants me and me alone. No Gotenks, no Goten, and no Rae. One on one he wants to kill me… and I still don't know why. What does Dr. Boo have against me?"
"I don't know. Doesn't he have something against everybody?"
"Probably, but he sure went out of his way to make sure that I was out of the way. Why?"
"I don't know, Trunks, but I think you should get ready to battle. Hunter may attack at any moment." Once again Trunks nodded. Rae was right. He couldn't trust Hunter to give him the full three minutes. Goten and Rae were okay, but there was no way to free them before he was assaulted. Trunks was on his own.
"Alright, Rae. Sit tight and don't draw any attention to yourself. I'm going to try to get him as far away from here as possible. He can't control this thing from too far, so when it weakens you and Goten will have to break it."
"Okay, Trunks. Good luck." Trunks turned to Goten, smiled, and gave him a thumbs up sign. Goten glanced at him, letting him know he understood. With that Trunks flew back over to Hunter.
"I trust your family reunion was memorable. It will be the last, you know. This is your gravesite Trunks, lonely and desolate. That's exactly what you deserve."
"How did you manage to stay alive? Goten and I killed you years ago. What the hell happened?" Hunter laughed, showing complete disregard for Trunks.
"If you expect me to tell you anything then you'll just have to beat it out of me. To be completely honest I don't think that you can. I have plenty of secrets in me that you probably wouldn't like, and a few that I don't. That sentiment aside, I think it's time to kill you. Yep, sounds good to me."
"I don't think so!" Trunks was right in front of Hunter in no time. He landed a hook to the left cheek and hit with another to the right. Trunks threw over a hundred punches to Hunter's stomach, and then hit him with an uppercut. All of Hunter's blocks were over a second late. Trunks grabbed Hunter's head and rammed it into his knee with all the force possible. Hunter jerked back, but couldn't escape. Trunks introduced Hunter's head to his knee once again, adding even more force. He kept doing so, releasing all of his anger on him. Hunter pushed himself out of Trunks grip just as he was about to get his 12th knee to the face. There was no mistaking the look of shock on his face. Trunks' ki was flaring out of control, nearly blinding him with bright white light.
"Damn! What power!" Hunter had no more time to talk with Trunks' fist in his face again. Almost as soon as that hit Trunks fired a blast that tore off Hunter's left arm. It grew back almost instantly.
"Nani?!" Trunks confusion cost him. Hunter took advantage by jabbing him in the stomach. With Trunks bent over Hunter grabbed him by the head and dived down to the ground. He slammed Trunks face first and jumped away, firing a steam of ki energy at him. Trunks dived out of the way just before the ground detonated under him. Hunter shot down at him and caught a kick to the chin. His head snapped back, stunning him. Trunks kicked him in the chest, but his foot was caught. Hunter smirked.
"Nice moves, Trunks, but you aren't that good. You're fooling yourself. You can't beat me!"
"The hell I can't!" Trunks positioned his free foot on Hunter's hand and twisted around. His other foot popped free and he landed with his back to Hunter. The Buu-droid hit him in the back with an elbow, spun around, and clotheslined him to the ground. Trunks landed flat on his back and hit Hunter with an energy ball to the face, then rolled away when Hunter stomped down blindly with his boot. Trunks swept Hunter's feet and flew into the air, cupping his hands at the side.
"Damn!" Hunter had barely enough time to get to his feet.
"Kamehame-HA!" The beam discharged from Trunks' hands at Hunter.
"Vulcan Eraser!" Hunter's beam met Trunks half the distance between them and erupted in a small explosion when they clashed. The battle was on.
"You won't win, Hunter! I won't let you!"
"What are you going to do about it, Trunks?!" Hunter strained but was able to pour even more ki into the blast. It slowly moved the head of the beam toward Trunks. Sweat dropped down Trunks' face.
"This; Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" The familiar yellow waves encircled Trunks and whipped his hair upward and changed it to a bright gold. The wave of energy carried itself into his beam and immediately pushed Hunter's all the way back. Just before it hit Hunter mustered up another burst of his own, evening the two out at the middle again. Trunks once again was surprised.
"You aren't the only one who can raise their power significantly." A red aura was now forming around Hunter; it's power pouring into his beam. It went bright red and the beam stopped. Unblocked Trunk's energy rushed him. Hunter flew up to it and punched it downward at an angle. Trunks broke the beam just in time to block a punch to his face. The two fighters both went for a right fist to the face and their fists clashed. Sparks flew around their eyes, but neither one dared to blink.
"You shouldn't have come back; I won't make the same mistake I did before." Trunks moved his hand and caught Hunter's so that he now had Hunter's hands pinned against his own chest in an 'X'. Hunter smiled.
"You just did." Trunks eyes opened wide as he realized what he had done. There was nothing he could do now; it was too late.
"Hell Flash!"
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Vegeta was toying with him now. Android C had nearly exhausted his power supply. Vegeta wasn't even breaking a sweat. The fight was to the point that Vegeta was at half his normal power. It wasn't even a match. What was worse was the fact that Vegeta knew there was nothing he could learn from the Android. He had already tried. It was possible that he might be able to salvage the head for Bulma to hack into, but other than that the robot was garbage. Vegeta didn't even glance at him because he was so disgusted.
"You're a pathetic excuse for anything." The android breathed hard, clutching his chest even though he didn't need to breathe. He had been created with out the need for breath, but Dr. Boo had gone for a lifelike model. That and the fact that there were sparks coming out from the hole where Vegeta had ripped the android's power source out. C didn't even have enough energy to make a witty comeback. He was finished and he knew it.
"…"
"I call this place home; I welcome you to hell." Vegeta fired a Big Bang Attack, not even really trying. It completely destroyed the robotic form. He was left with a completely unsatisfied feeling. "There must be someone stronger… Kakarotto left in a hurry. I'll just follow his ki until I find something worth fighting." Vegeta flew into the air and left to find a fight.
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"You don't seem so confident anymore, Boo?" snarled Piccolo. He was tossing a piece of metal in his hand that he had ripped out of one of the various machines in the laboratory. Piccolo had no idea what it was, but he had proved his point; Boo could do nothing. His warriors, Android A and Devil, were busy with fights of their own. Dr. Boo was left vulnerable, and Piccolo was going to make sure he paid.
"You can't hurt me. Your code of honor won't allow it." Piccolo raised his hand and shot a low-level ball that hit Dr. Boo in the shoulder. The pain brought him to his feet immediately.
"…You have no honor and therefore deserve no mercy. Now restore the girl and you might live through this." Dr. Boo, still clutching his shoulder, rose to his feet. He keyed in a few buttons on his computer. Piccolo watched intently.
"There. It is done."
KABOOM! The suddenness of it overtook all of Piccolo's senses. He hadn't totally trusted the Doctor and was ready for him to try to double cross him. That had happened, but not in any way Piccolo could have predicted. The body of the Doctor had actually exploded showing metal parts scatter. Piccolo didn't know what to think because he was having a very hard time focusing. One thought did shine through all the clout, though. Is Dr. Boo an Android himself?
"So, Piccolo," echoed the familiar voice. "You are as stupid as you are green. Oh, I can see the veins ready to pop out of your head. It's quite comical." Piccolo did indeed look like he was ready to burst. He should have realized that the other was a decoy. He seemed much to eager to help. Piccolo also blamed himself for being stupid enough to let him go to the computer. The Kami side of him was to blame for that, believing to give him a chance.
"Where are you? Face me!"
"What is the matter, Piccolo? Are you upset that you can't find me, or that I made you look like a fool? Tell me. What makes you think that you will ever find me?" Piccolo started to snap at that moment, but then an utter rush of calmness overcame him. It all made sense; there was no reason to get mad. Instead of rage there was a confident smirk. He had a foolproof idea.
"If you don't come to me, then I'll just tear down all of your toys until you show up." The silence that ensued gave Piccolo his reply. Dr. Boo might not have accounted for that. Piccolo raised his hand and pointed it at the largest computer in the room.
"What are you doing?!"
"Seeing as how it is the largest and most complex computer in this room it must be the most important. Why take over the world with a rat when you can use a dragon?" A small ball of ki formed in his hands, pulsating with destructive force. "So what is it going to be. Show yourself or let your lab be destroyed? I don't care which you choose, but you only have 3 seconds."
"You'll never destroy my lab." Piccolo paused for a minute and then closed his hand around the energy, dissipating it. He placed his hand flat on his face, giving a look of defeat and tiredness.
"Giving up already?"
"Hardly." From his head the hand rose. All of the fingers on his head rose except the middle and the index. Energy sparked tirelessly from them, reaching out to the sky and ground. "I'm sure you've probably found someway to shield your computers from ki, but you can't block this."
"Don't you dare touch her, you fool! She's mine!"
"She's about to need repairs. Makkankosappo!!!" A corkscrew-like beam emitted from his fingers and charged at the CPU. As expected it did find a shield of sorts. It was like a green coating a few inches in front of the console. However, as predicted the energy screw had no problem burrowing through it. The beam struck the left side of the CPU and blew up. Smoke managed to escape the small hole, but the shield kept most of the blast inside of itself.
"ASPA!!!" The scream sounded more like a wounded animal trying to plead for life than a scientist worried about his inventions. Piccolo had picked up on that. However, he was never more shocked than when a secret panel opened in the wall and Dr. Boo ran in. It was painfully apparent that it was the Doctor, but after all the Piccolo was ready to do to him he just came out. What was so important about that piece of scrap metal? Dr. Boo ran over to the computer as fast as his legs would carry him. The shield was down now and he was right in front of the wreckage. Tears were actually streaming down his face, as if something dear had been taken from him.
"So the Doctor has feelings. What a waste. If you cared about the lives-"
"SHUT UP, NAMEK! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT PRECIOUS A LIFE YOU HAVE JUST TAKEN AWAY FROM ME!" The Doctor eagerly fished out the remains of CPU and tossed them aside. Piccolo let the comment sink in and decided not to stop him. Dr. Boo was talking and acting irrationally; he wasn't a major threat for the moment. Piccolo could only wait to see exactly what it was the Boo would find in the remains. Then he would act.
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Emotion seemed to be as far away from this fight as Namek was. Neither 17 or 18 would show what they were really thinking, although 17 was putting on the face that he was enjoying it.
"You know we can fight forever, sis." He punched her and fired a blast that threw her to the ground. He dived down to the ground and hit her with an elbow to the stomach. All the air rushed out of 18's body, but that didn't stop from lodging her foot in his stomach and throwing him off. 18 was to her feet in no time and firing a volley of energy at her brother. He dodged them nimbly, almost trying to make her look like a fool when he did it. 18's eye twitched ever so slightly.
"Let's see you dodge this." 18 raised her hands over here head with the palms pointing up. A large mass of energy collected and formed. 18 lowered her hands down to her torso, facing outward still, and released the energy at 17. He seemed disappointed with the attack.
"Is that the best you can do?" He grabbed the ball with one hand and tossed it aside like it were a small stone. That's when 18 appeared right in front of him and said something unlike herself that was meant to piss her brother off.
"Smack my bitch up!"
WHAM!
17 was nailed with a massive backhanded smack (yes, a smack) that put a red mark on his cheek and twirled him around in a circlet to his left. Woozy, he made a complete circle around until he was once again facing his sister, this time with a far away look in his eyes. He was completely embarrassed and looked like a fool. 17 knew for sure that nothing like that would happen again…
WHAM!
18 backhanded her brother yet again, this time to the right. The impact was just as hard and loud as the first. 17 twisted on one foot, fumbling to keep his balance. He made a complete turn again and tried to hit 18 with a sucker punch, but she slapped it away. 17's momentum carried him across 18's body and drove him right into a vicious elbow that floored him. 17 leaned on his own elbows to get some leverage off of the floor. The blow to the face had hurt him physically, but not as much as the two slaps had done in his pride. Nothing was as bad, though, as when she turned her back to him.
"Had enough?" 17 jumped to his feet and 18 faced him once again.
"No." 17 opened the palm of his left hand and began to fire. The numerous blasts were small but fast. 18 took off in the opposite direction, no intention on dodging yet. Then she flew up into the air and returned fire. 17 ran under it and jumped up at her, hitting her in the stomach. 18's gut felt like a vacuum. 17 floated by her, smiling the whole time as if he were taking a walk in the park. Just as he passed her he stopped and reached back, grabbing a handful of her hair. Slowly 17 pulled his sister forward, making sure it was as unpleasant as possible. 18's mouth was still gasping for air that never seemed to come.
"…Baka…" 17 tightened his grip, sending streaks of pain through every one of the hairs that he had a hold of.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" His hand clasped around her jaw with crushing force, triggering a reflex to open it. 18 barely managed to speak through all of the agony.
"I said BAKA!" She swung her right arm up and broke the hold. Then she came across with a left. 17 caught the fist in his right hand. He moved his arm across to his left, pulling 18 with it. 17 twisted his upper torso toward her and nailed a rock hard knee to his sister's stomach. Not waiting for a reaction 17 locked his fingers together in a tight ball and whacked 18 on the back of the neck. She tumbled to the ground without much movement, hitting the pavement and creating a large hole. Upon closer inspection 17 could see that 18 had somehow bounced and turned over so that she was now face up. When she began to stir and pick her thrashed body out of the pit 17 started clapping.
"She still has some fight left in her." 17 had to eat a kick to the chin for that remark. 18 had moved so fast that she snapped his head backward and kept going until she was behind him. 17 swung around and missed a punch over 18's shoulder. 18 elbowed him in the stomach to get the right angle. After that she grabbed his arm and almost fired him toward the ground. 17 connected just outside the range of 18's crater and made a completely new one. The dust swept across the ground, but made no attempt to go into the air. 18 floated backward a bit to avoid a sneak attack from the crash site.
"Get it through your head, 17! You are being controlled!" She opened her hands and positioned them with the site set on the crater. If he was going to attack she was ready. This damn fool won't listen to reason. Bulma had better deactivate whatever it is that is controlling him. "What?!" 18 had been lost her concentration and hadn't heard her brother sneaking up on her. In this case she was lucky as she dodged the attack that would have almost certainly killed her. Capsule Corporation wasn't as lucky, though, and it was blown to the place buildings go when they die.
"If you don't stay on your feet, sis, I'm going to rip a hole through you!" 17 through a flurry of punches. 18 quickly blocked them all, but was unable to counter. 17 changed up with a kick to the forehead and 18's head whipped the side. 17 delivered a roundhouse kick to her nose. 18 bore through the ground like a screw, going nearly a half-mile before stopping herself. Now she was really pissed. This wasn't about stopping her brother anymore. 18 had no intention on trying to kill him, but the battle was about to go up to another level. 18 ripped off the remains (if they could be called that) of her jean dress, leaving the black tank top over the striped shirt and the blue jean pants. 18 stared up at the bright hole that led to the surface. It looked like no more than a needlepoint, but she knew exactly where her brother was in respect to the opening. He would probably expect a sneak attack. Was he in for a surprise or what?
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The dimension closed behind the two demons. They had finally made it. After so many years, one in hell and the other in a void, they had made it to the world of the living. For Boo it was freedom. Buu was slightly more restricted; that fact that he was dead did mean that he would need to be more careful, but in all actuality there wasn't a lot to worry about. The fusion would fall against the two of them. But that would have to wait for a while. They didn't want to jump right into battle. As soon as they stepped through the portal they had hidden their power level. Detection now would ruin the fun.
"So what do we destroy first?" asked Buu, still looking around. They had appeared over a city that seemed to be vacant. Buu badly wanted to kill someone, but not a soul was in sight.
"Patience, brother. First we find out exactly where the fighters are. Then we can make our move." Boo's ear caught a sound that resembled energy pulsating. He moved in the direction of the sound and sure enough there was a huge energy ball coming from the ground. It was aimed at a figure in the sky that didn't seem able to avoid it. Yet another figure exploded from the ground and attacked. Boo recognized them as the Androids 17 and 18. Buu noticed them as well.
"So they are here as well. Didn't you say they were brother and sister?"
"They are. The reason for their fight is inconsequential. I have an idea."
"You want to absorb them? That's not a surprise."
"No, brother," stated Boo. "I have no interest in absorbing them. Instead we can make this a little bit more fun." Buu thought about his brother's words for a moment before realizing exactly what his plan was. The psychotic grin that he wore so well again appeared on his face. This would make things much more fun. It would allow them to get closer to the fusion as well. When they did… it was over. Boo and Buu made their way over to the Android battle, evil intentions in mind.
