His Demons, Chapter 4:
Expecting the Unexpected
A DBGT fanfiction by LadyRivka
That night, the ultimate question still lay inside of Arale's mind.
Was she, in fact, a traitor? Did she deserve everything she was going through?
"No, no, it can't be", she whispered to herself in bed, half-crying. "If I were a traitor, I would've given in to shujin-kun's so-called "creator" by now. I would have…" She lay there in her futon, restless as hell, worrying about everything in the universe and seemingly nothing simultaneously. "Calm down, Arale…everything's going to be okay. Your daughter, who fought so bravely, will be taken to Capsule Corp. tomorrow to get her arm fixed. You need some sleep…sleep…"
With the very repetition of the word "sleep" she had made herself believe everything would turn out for the best…and had also made her eyes shut in serenity until morning.
The sun rose, and Arale prepared for her day. The thought of her being a traitor to her husband and other jinzoo-ningen nagged at her very insides. But she knew she wasn't. She tugged at her apron-strings out of nervousness as she heard a loud BANG at the door.
Cautiously, she crept out into the main room of the cabin, wanting to know who was knocking at the door. Slowly, she turned the handle, and the two mad scientists appeared with what appeared to Arale to be a cross between her husband and a hideous monster, the demon spawn of Hell (which, of course, we all know he kind of is).
"Na-nani?" she queried, her breath trembling.
"Today is a glorious day, you traitor bitch," smirked Gero.
To which Myuu replied, "Today is the day you will DIE at the very hands of the man you love…" Both scientists cackled evilly.
"He isn't…he…isn't…shujin-kun!" yelled Arale, at once scared and defiant.
"Yes, Arale…I am I." Super #17 looked her straight in the eye, a non-verbal death threat.
The lavender-haired replicant shrieked. "#17, I order you to kill her," yelled Gero.
The freakish cyborg, a hideous persona of his former self, slowly stepped towards his wife…closer…closer still…and then he turned around and shot a lethal energy blast to Gero and Myuu, sending them back to whence they came.
Arale just stared, puzzled.
"I needed to kill them first," said Super Juunana. "You…you are my main objective right now until I can reach Son Gokuu and my sister's family." He pointed his finger at her. Arale shuddered, and then moved into a fighting stance.
"Why? WHY? Dammit, why?"
Super #17 just looked at her for a minute, his facial expression awkwardly blank. "I need…to kill."
"Don't you remember who I am?" She extended her hand in greeting.
Juunanagoo looked startled and said nothing. A flurry of images came through his mind, of the twenty-five years they had spent in that cabin, of their daughter…
A long pause. Awkward silence for both parties.
"Arale, I have bigger fish to fry than you. Son Gokuu…I still hate him. I still want him dead. But you…I can't." he turned around and left, taking to the air to surprise Kuririn's family and Gokuu.
Arale breathed heavily. She was safe…for now. She and Cipu-chan had better not leave the cabin for a few days, even though her daughter needed a new arm. She grabbed a Robobitan A out of the kitchen cabinet and drank, somewhat relieved.
TO BE CONTINUED…
In Chapter 5: The END of this story. J As in, what happens to Juunana and Arale? Also, a NEW CHARACTER!!! YAAYY!!!
