Chapter Two: Androids Appear
Oh no. Not again. Why me? Thyla's animal instincts started kicking in and taking over her mind. She smashed two trees between her huge hairy fists, her anger escalating out of control. Her furious gaze turned toward the little house nestled in the trees. Her huge feet smashed a path in the forest as she ran toward the place that she now called home...
~SLICE~
A rush of pain raced up her spine. Thyla stopped and shuddered. My tail- Her mind blanked out as she cartwheeled through the air into unconsciousness.
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A shadow was thrown across the figure of the unconscious girl. A soft laugh hung on the air.
"You poor Saiyan child. You can't control your own strength. You must be it."
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Thyla groaned and cracked open an eye. Slowly she took in her surroundings. A light was glimmering by the stove of her own kitchen, and she realised that she was in her own home. Her (discovered in the basement) sword was within arm's reach, and she was wrapped in a blanket with her (also discovered in the basement) clothes folded nearby. Two figures sat in the kitchen and one stood in front of the stove wearing a pink apron, cooking. The one by the stove had a crest of red hair. The other two were almost identical in height and build, except that one was male and the other female. They spoke softly together. Thyla scowled and silently dressed. How dare they come into my house and cook my food! -for there was a delicious smell of vegetable soup drifting toward her nose. She picked up the sword and stole silently toward them, ready to attack.
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"The girl child is awake," rumbled the tall one by the stove. The female nodded.
"I know."
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Thyla crept closer to the table, slowly raising the sword. Just as she was within range she swung the sword. The blade came whistling down...
"You're up then."
"Wha-" Thyla's eyes grew wide. "How?" The female hadn't even flinched as the blade quivered on her shoulder. It had barely nicked her clothes. She turned her head to face her. Thyla gasped. She had eyes that were so blue they reminded her of ice on a summer's day. Her hair was blonde and cropped short around her ears. She smiled.
"You were the one who summoned the dragon, weren't you?" Thyla nodded breathlessly, her eyes wide. The woman nodded. "As I thought. The dragon hasn't been Summoned For many Years. It brings back such memories. Doesn't it 17?" She directed the last statement at the man sitting near her. He looked up at Thyla. He had the same ice-blue eyes as the woman but he had longer black hair.
"The poor child looks stunned," he said, in a strangely monotone voice. "Here. Let us introduce ourselves. I am Android 17, this is my sister Android 18 and the big guy over there is Android 16. And you are?" Both androids looked at her inquisitively. Thyla gulped.
"I am Thyla," she said, putting the sword back in it's sheath across her back. As she did this she gathered up what was left of her scattered wits. "This is my home. Who gave you permission to just barge in here?" She tried to look angry and menacing to cover up her fear. 18 laughed.
"Your home? Someone else lived here before you did, and then we were welcome at any time." Thyla was suddenly gripped with fear that she'd stolen someone else's home, but-
"When I got here it was broken down and neglected, so I fixed it up and I live here! S there!" She stamped her foot and scowled at them.
"You remind me of someone. Who do you think, 17?" asked 18.
"I'm not sure, but it's someone important," he replied.
"Vegeta." The big man at the oven turned with a pot in his huge oven-mitted hands. Placing the steaming pot on the table, he took off the mitts and flipped a photo across the table. Thyla picked it up. In the photo were two men. One had very tall black hair and an angry scowl. The other had purple hair and smiley blue eyes.
"Who are they?" she breathed, entranced by their faces.
"The purple haired one is Trunks, and the other is his father Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, and your great-great-grandfather." 16 turned to the others. "I think we've found the missing Briefs child."
AN: You like? And I'm already half way through part four already. Yay me! Want more? Review me please!