*Guys...isn't this beautiful? 17 is sooo sensitive! =) Lets see, it worked
last time when I said id stop writing if you didnt review. I wonder if I
tell you ill stop writing if you don't review my other story The Seven
Defenders you'll do it as well. ^_^ That would be awesome!!! I'm going to
keep writing anyways... but review it. *wink*
"You're pretty bruised up, 18. What happened back there? I know for sure that little punk isn't at strong as you." 17 grinned again, the pain his sister was going through made her look rather funny. She was supposed to be one of the strongest people in the universe...what happened.
"Shut up, 17...I'm just having a bad day. Now drop it, unless you wanna get roughed up too." 18 was obviously in no mood to play around, and seeing this, he dropped it...for the time being.
"Hmm...Computer. Give me an analysis of the warrior called 'Goku'." 17 smirked, he was interested in knowing who this guy was. The name sounded familiar, but...
"Goku...Specimen #19812381. Analysis beginning. Major accomplishments: Defeat of Red Ribbon Army. Defeat of the great Freezer. After his defeat of the Red Ribbon Army, Dr. Gero began to build Androids to kill him. Androids #17 and #18 were the final models." The computer spoke without human likeliness..as any computer would. It only gave the data it knew, no comments.
"Wow...oh yea, 18...get this, remember that Goku guy? The one we were supposed to kill? Yea, he died before we were even awoken. Haha...even so, we get to kill his son! Looks like we get to kill a part of Goku anyways! Oh man! This is so awesome." 17 laughed loudly, like a child he was easily excited.
"Yea...I remember now. His happy wife told us that he died when we went to his house." 18 brushed her hair back, not smiling at all anymore...she was deep in thought of her lost fight.
"Why did we let her live anyways?" 17 asked...it had been so long ago...12 or 13 years.
"Honestly, 17...we let her live because we knew she'd mourn. Once we kill her son, she'll have no one. Remember? You were the one that convinced me to let her live anyways. You seem to have a really bad memory today. Got hit too hard?" 18 grinned.
"I wouldn't talk," 17 laughed, "I was fighting someone a bit older than an adolescent. I didn't lose either."
"Whatever...." 18 trailed off into thoughts again...how the hell did he suddenly generate so much power.
"Computer, analysis of Trunks," 18 commanded.
"Trunks. Specimen #18912942. Son of King Vegeta. Strong like father specimen. Trouble controlling anger. Great accomplishments: None. Android models #17 and #18 killed his Father. Trunks never knew his Father, therefore cannot have rage about him. Anger comes from hatred towards Androids. Precautions: Be careful. Eliminate as soon as possible. Data files for Trunks shall be updated in one year as the specimen is still living."
"Wow. Much longer report on him. Guess the computer keeps tabs on everyone. I wonder what they have to say about me. Maybe I'm 'cool'. Hah hah!" 17 laughed, always like a child.
"Honestly, 17, you're just like a little kid. Stop playing around," she responded coldly.
"Not much I can do until you're repaired. Still about 6 minutes left...we've been here for hours." 17 smirked. "It only took me an hour to get repaired...and I got hurt by a real Super Saiyan."
"I'm an Android, but still a woman. I actually care about my looks." She chuckled.
"You're so boring 18." Android 17 tapped his foot for a second.
"Oh, shut up. Why don't you go look up the report on the older boy instead of bothering me." 18 rolled her eyes.
"Actually, I think I will." He walked into the next room, coming back several minutes later.
"The computer states Gohan can double his power when he gets angry..basically, when one of his friends dies...Although this doesen't happen very long...18, I'm worried."
"Obviously we have to kill Gohan first, then. And then we can double team the kid. The fact is, either way one of them will get really strong. So I say we take out the mentor, and then the child. The older one has a much more deadly record of beating people far stronger than him because they pushed his limits too much." 18 was always the smarter one, 17 the fun- loving cool kid.
"Either way...we might lose..." 18 looked at him seriously, an actual emotion showing in her eyes.
"Don't even start thinking that. We'll be fine." 17 laughed.
"Sometimes...I myself wonder if it's right to go around slaughtering people...people that did nothing to us. After that, though...I get a sharp pain in my forehead. Know why? Because it was PEOPLE who made us who we are. It was PEOPLE who turned us into Androids. This is our retribution. And we shall kill every one of them until vengeance is ours. We can't lose. This is our mission. This is why we were created, 18!" 17 laughed, a glorious angel of death he was.
"Is it right to punish everyone for..." 18 started.
"Yes...of course it is." 17 grinned at her, his serious sister was getting worried and scared.
"Alright, you're done. Let's get back and destroy another city. I'm sure those little punks will show up again..." 17 watched her carefully.
"Alright. Let's go. I'll be fine." 18 nodded.
"My words of encouragement, 18...Don't fuck up." He peered at her.
"Whatever..." She replied as they both started floating up towards the sky.
"You're pretty bruised up, 18. What happened back there? I know for sure that little punk isn't at strong as you." 17 grinned again, the pain his sister was going through made her look rather funny. She was supposed to be one of the strongest people in the universe...what happened.
"Shut up, 17...I'm just having a bad day. Now drop it, unless you wanna get roughed up too." 18 was obviously in no mood to play around, and seeing this, he dropped it...for the time being.
"Hmm...Computer. Give me an analysis of the warrior called 'Goku'." 17 smirked, he was interested in knowing who this guy was. The name sounded familiar, but...
"Goku...Specimen #19812381. Analysis beginning. Major accomplishments: Defeat of Red Ribbon Army. Defeat of the great Freezer. After his defeat of the Red Ribbon Army, Dr. Gero began to build Androids to kill him. Androids #17 and #18 were the final models." The computer spoke without human likeliness..as any computer would. It only gave the data it knew, no comments.
"Wow...oh yea, 18...get this, remember that Goku guy? The one we were supposed to kill? Yea, he died before we were even awoken. Haha...even so, we get to kill his son! Looks like we get to kill a part of Goku anyways! Oh man! This is so awesome." 17 laughed loudly, like a child he was easily excited.
"Yea...I remember now. His happy wife told us that he died when we went to his house." 18 brushed her hair back, not smiling at all anymore...she was deep in thought of her lost fight.
"Why did we let her live anyways?" 17 asked...it had been so long ago...12 or 13 years.
"Honestly, 17...we let her live because we knew she'd mourn. Once we kill her son, she'll have no one. Remember? You were the one that convinced me to let her live anyways. You seem to have a really bad memory today. Got hit too hard?" 18 grinned.
"I wouldn't talk," 17 laughed, "I was fighting someone a bit older than an adolescent. I didn't lose either."
"Whatever...." 18 trailed off into thoughts again...how the hell did he suddenly generate so much power.
"Computer, analysis of Trunks," 18 commanded.
"Trunks. Specimen #18912942. Son of King Vegeta. Strong like father specimen. Trouble controlling anger. Great accomplishments: None. Android models #17 and #18 killed his Father. Trunks never knew his Father, therefore cannot have rage about him. Anger comes from hatred towards Androids. Precautions: Be careful. Eliminate as soon as possible. Data files for Trunks shall be updated in one year as the specimen is still living."
"Wow. Much longer report on him. Guess the computer keeps tabs on everyone. I wonder what they have to say about me. Maybe I'm 'cool'. Hah hah!" 17 laughed, always like a child.
"Honestly, 17, you're just like a little kid. Stop playing around," she responded coldly.
"Not much I can do until you're repaired. Still about 6 minutes left...we've been here for hours." 17 smirked. "It only took me an hour to get repaired...and I got hurt by a real Super Saiyan."
"I'm an Android, but still a woman. I actually care about my looks." She chuckled.
"You're so boring 18." Android 17 tapped his foot for a second.
"Oh, shut up. Why don't you go look up the report on the older boy instead of bothering me." 18 rolled her eyes.
"Actually, I think I will." He walked into the next room, coming back several minutes later.
"The computer states Gohan can double his power when he gets angry..basically, when one of his friends dies...Although this doesen't happen very long...18, I'm worried."
"Obviously we have to kill Gohan first, then. And then we can double team the kid. The fact is, either way one of them will get really strong. So I say we take out the mentor, and then the child. The older one has a much more deadly record of beating people far stronger than him because they pushed his limits too much." 18 was always the smarter one, 17 the fun- loving cool kid.
"Either way...we might lose..." 18 looked at him seriously, an actual emotion showing in her eyes.
"Don't even start thinking that. We'll be fine." 17 laughed.
"Sometimes...I myself wonder if it's right to go around slaughtering people...people that did nothing to us. After that, though...I get a sharp pain in my forehead. Know why? Because it was PEOPLE who made us who we are. It was PEOPLE who turned us into Androids. This is our retribution. And we shall kill every one of them until vengeance is ours. We can't lose. This is our mission. This is why we were created, 18!" 17 laughed, a glorious angel of death he was.
"Is it right to punish everyone for..." 18 started.
"Yes...of course it is." 17 grinned at her, his serious sister was getting worried and scared.
"Alright, you're done. Let's get back and destroy another city. I'm sure those little punks will show up again..." 17 watched her carefully.
"Alright. Let's go. I'll be fine." 18 nodded.
"My words of encouragement, 18...Don't fuck up." He peered at her.
"Whatever..." She replied as they both started floating up towards the sky.