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Disclaimer: "Are you sensing what I'm sensing Piccolo?" -Kuririn
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17 smirked; his plan was working beautifully. He skimmed over the schematics one last time, rechecking his calculations. After all, this was quite a complex process. It would have been much easier to do psychological reprogramming on a full android, but 17 didn't mind the challenge. He smirked again and reached for the scalpel.
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Kuririn awoke suddenly as Goten and Trunks burst into his room.
"She's gone!" Trunks yelled.
"What?" asked Kuririn groggily.
"Marron is gone." Goten explained, worry plainly written on his face.
"Are you sure?" Kuririn asked.
"Do you sense her ki? I haven't been able to since I woke up." Trunks said, on the verge of panicking.
"Where could she have gone?" Kuririn wondered.
"We found this in her room." Goten said, holding up an empty syringe.
Kuririn carefully took the syringe and examined it. "Can you tell what was in it?"
"I should be able to scan the residue with my scouter," Trunks realized, running out of the room to grab the small device.
He ran back in a minute later, struggling to fit the scouter over his ear. After he attached it, he pressed the button on the side and green symbols flashed across the eyepiece. Trunks squinted at the readout, "It's a sedative, but there's something else too. I'm not sure what it is yet, these are strange readings,"
Goten slumped down onto the floor, "She was drugged. . ." he said numbly.
"Marron . . ." Kuririn said, shaking.
Trunks erupted with a string of swear words, "I've just deciphered the other part of the substance. I can't believe this! It's full of subatomic robots. They're the most sophisticated I've ever seen! They look like they're specifically designed to affect Marron's cybernetics . . . It has to be 17, no one else would have the means, ability, or motive to create anything like this."
"17 took her! What can we do? How can we save my little girl!" Kuririn yelled frantically.
Goten buried his face in his hands, mumbling, "she's gone . . ." He grit his teeth, not even bothering to try and contain the tears spilling through his fingers.
Trunks tried to contain the fierce internal struggle surging through him. He was a saiya-jin of royal blood, he would not cry! He fought to control the gnawing pain flooding his emotions.
"What is he going to do to her?" Kuririn shouted, "Is she still alive?"
"She must still be alive, 17 could have just killed her on sight, he wouldn't have had to go through this much trouble." Trunks replied.
"What can we do?" Goten asked desperately.
Trunks closed his eyes and clenched his fists, "I don't know . . ."
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17 was beginning to get frustrated. This was the third time he'd had to restart her. Each time something would spark her memory and the whole process would get undone. He lightly traced the rapidly healing gash on his arm. The last time she had been reactivated 17 had been the cause of her memory trigger and she had attacked him before he had a chance to shut her off. This was much more difficult than he had anticipated, but he was not quite out of ideas, he would succeed yet.
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Okay, this one was kind of short, but I felt it was a good stopping place. I'll try to make the next one longer. Please review!
-aqua_illusion
Disclaimer: "Are you sensing what I'm sensing Piccolo?" -Kuririn
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17 smirked; his plan was working beautifully. He skimmed over the schematics one last time, rechecking his calculations. After all, this was quite a complex process. It would have been much easier to do psychological reprogramming on a full android, but 17 didn't mind the challenge. He smirked again and reached for the scalpel.
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Kuririn awoke suddenly as Goten and Trunks burst into his room.
"She's gone!" Trunks yelled.
"What?" asked Kuririn groggily.
"Marron is gone." Goten explained, worry plainly written on his face.
"Are you sure?" Kuririn asked.
"Do you sense her ki? I haven't been able to since I woke up." Trunks said, on the verge of panicking.
"Where could she have gone?" Kuririn wondered.
"We found this in her room." Goten said, holding up an empty syringe.
Kuririn carefully took the syringe and examined it. "Can you tell what was in it?"
"I should be able to scan the residue with my scouter," Trunks realized, running out of the room to grab the small device.
He ran back in a minute later, struggling to fit the scouter over his ear. After he attached it, he pressed the button on the side and green symbols flashed across the eyepiece. Trunks squinted at the readout, "It's a sedative, but there's something else too. I'm not sure what it is yet, these are strange readings,"
Goten slumped down onto the floor, "She was drugged. . ." he said numbly.
"Marron . . ." Kuririn said, shaking.
Trunks erupted with a string of swear words, "I've just deciphered the other part of the substance. I can't believe this! It's full of subatomic robots. They're the most sophisticated I've ever seen! They look like they're specifically designed to affect Marron's cybernetics . . . It has to be 17, no one else would have the means, ability, or motive to create anything like this."
"17 took her! What can we do? How can we save my little girl!" Kuririn yelled frantically.
Goten buried his face in his hands, mumbling, "she's gone . . ." He grit his teeth, not even bothering to try and contain the tears spilling through his fingers.
Trunks tried to contain the fierce internal struggle surging through him. He was a saiya-jin of royal blood, he would not cry! He fought to control the gnawing pain flooding his emotions.
"What is he going to do to her?" Kuririn shouted, "Is she still alive?"
"She must still be alive, 17 could have just killed her on sight, he wouldn't have had to go through this much trouble." Trunks replied.
"What can we do?" Goten asked desperately.
Trunks closed his eyes and clenched his fists, "I don't know . . ."
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17 was beginning to get frustrated. This was the third time he'd had to restart her. Each time something would spark her memory and the whole process would get undone. He lightly traced the rapidly healing gash on his arm. The last time she had been reactivated 17 had been the cause of her memory trigger and she had attacked him before he had a chance to shut her off. This was much more difficult than he had anticipated, but he was not quite out of ideas, he would succeed yet.
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Okay, this one was kind of short, but I felt it was a good stopping place. I'll try to make the next one longer. Please review!
-aqua_illusion