Trunks was getting tired, Kristi could tell that much

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Trunks was getting tired, Kristi could tell that much.  She knew that if she didn't step in and help him soon, he would die.

          Trunks turned around, sensing she was still there.  "GET GOING!!!" he yelled.  She stood where she was, ignoring him.  Suddenly, Trunks was knocked off his feet by a blow from #17.  Trunks quickly managed to get back on his feet.  He began to get pummeled by a series of punches and kicks.

Kristi couldn't stand it anymore; too many people had died for her already…  Krillin…  Piccolo….   All because of her.  Well, she thought to herself, it won't happen again.  Never again.  Powering up her ki, she launched herself at #17, surprising him into submission.  But not for long.  18 soon joined the fight and knocked Trunks into unconsciousness.

"Now he won't interfere," she said maliciously.

Kristi knew she didn't have a chance.  She couldn't fly fast enough to get away while carrying Trunks.  She wasn't strong enough to do that.  It's true she had smarts, stamina, and speed….  But she didn't have strength.  And that was a problem.  A big problem.  And she'd known it for a long time.  The other option was leaving Trunks to the mercy of the androids.  She wasn't going to do that.

Making up her mind, she launched herself yet again at #17, gathering all of her strength and putting it into one punch.  As she hit his face, his neck bent sideways.  18 smiled as 17 turned his head back to where it had been before being punched.  Kristi just stood there, her mouth open.  That was the strongest hit she had, and she knew from experience that her blasts weren't strong enough.  She made up her mind.  Even if this choice didn't save her, at least it would save Trunks.  She looked back at him.  He looked so innocent like that.

"Do you like our remodeling or something," asked 18.  "I must admit it looks MUCH better this way.  No buildings in the way of anything."

Kristi bit back a sarcastic remark.  If she was going to do this, she didn't want to ruin her chance at it before she could even do it.  She gathered her courage.  "I'll let you do whatever you want with me if you let Trunks go," she said quietly.  17 had taken an interest in her, she knew that for a fact, and this might give Trunks the extra time he needed to get strong enough to beat the androids.

17 turned to his sister, just as Kristi had predicted.  "What do you say, sis?  Should we take up this offer?"

"If you really want to," 18 replied huffily.

"Fine then.  You're coming with us."  And with that 17 swung Kristi over his shoulder.  He didn't want her to have the chance of running away.

As they flew away from the city that was still smoking from the android's blasts, Kristi used the thought-speak she had learned to say goodbye to Trunks.  As she said this, he woke up, but since he didn't have the strength to stand up, he lay where he was, watching sadly as the androids flew away with the last of the Z warriors (other than himself).

"Hopefully he finds the strength to beat these assholes soon…." Kristi thought as she was carried away.

7 YEARS LATER…

It had been 7 years, and Trunks had gone back in time.  He had trained in the past with his father and gained enough strength to defeat the androids in his own time, and had done just that…  Defeated them.  All that remained was finding where they had lived when not destroying towns to find the last survivor of his race.  Well, not exactly, because she was only ¼ saiyan.  She was the last Z warrior other than himself, and he was desperately hoping she was still alive.

As he flew through the slightly cold air of spring, he looked frantically down at the landscape below.  What if the lab (he thought of it as a lab) was programmed to self-destruct once the androids were destroyed?  What if she had already been killed by the androids?  These were possibilities he didn't want to think of.  Too horrible for him to think of.  Suddenly, he saw something glinting on the side of a mountain.  He tried not to hope too much.

As he descended, he realized that he had been right.  It was definitely a lab, and definitely 17 and 18's because of the sign on the door.  The sign they'd claimed for themselves.  A sign of their power.  Two swords crossed in front of the Red Ribbon Army sign, one piercing through a heart, the other through a computer chip.  It meant that both humans and their technology would be wiped out.  Not anymore.

He blasted the door open, and continued through the semi-dark hallway until he made it to a room with a rounded control panel at the center.  There were several buttons and a computer screen.  He took a wild guess and pushed one of the buttons.

The room next door blew apart.  Not good.  But the only way he'd find her is if he kept trying buttons.  1,2,3…  Drinks popped out of the control panel.  A set of 18's clothes appeared.  Another room blew up.

He pushed another button.  Suddenly he heard a cable going down a shaft.  It stopped right in front of him.  It was who he had been wanting to find this whole time.  It was Kristi.

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