A/N: Yes, I realize it has been a while. I'm tired of giving excuses so I'm not going to bother any more. Enjoy this chapter, hope you like the story so far, and I hope the action scenes were done well. There isn't much of that in this chapter though. Thanks to everyone who reviewed this fiction, it's very much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonballz or any of its affiliates, so DON'T SUE!!!
*represents character thoughts*
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"Well dumbass, how's he supposed to help the lavender freak if he's going the other way?"
"He is, oh yeah...the opposite direction...you're right."
"When am I not?"
"When you challenged Trunks."
"NAMEK, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP??!!"
Piccolo smirked and was silent.
"Why would he go the other way?"
"Yamucha, isn't it obvious?"
"Well excuse me for not being a smartass, most powerful Piccolo."
Piccolo ignored Yamucha and continued. "He's going to protect the android."
"WHAT????!!!" shrieked everyone within close proximity.
"Ow, not so loud!"
"Sorry Mr. Piccolo."
"That's okay Gohan, just try to be a little more gentle on the ears next time, okay?"
" 'Kay. But why would he help her after what she did to all of us?"
"Haven't you noticed that Krillin was protecting her? Twice?"
"Not only that, but he has the worst choice in women."
"How would you know that, Vegeta?"
"Well Bulma, have you met Marron?"
"You're right there...did you just call me Bulma?"
Everyone stared at Vegeta in shock. Finally, the tiny voice of Chaozu spoke up. "I don't think he's recovered from that fight with Trunks yet."
"Nonsense! I'm perfectly fiiiiii-"
THUNK.
The sound of Vegeta's head hitting the cement floor echoed throughout Capsule Corp. No one really cared that he had just fainted, but Yamucha did snicker a bit. Meanwhile...
*Yes! There it is!* 18 flew down to retrieve the sixth dragonball.
"Hey!" The android turned around, and to her dismay found Krillin, smiling a half-scared-to-death smile.
*Just great. The little cue-ball guy is back. What more could go wrong?* As if responding to her thoughts, Mirari Trunks landed in super saiyajin form, extremely pissed off, yet strangely calm.
"Oh shit...you better get going." whispered Krillin to 18.
"Why?"
"Well, for one thing, he gets stronger every time he fights, and for another thing, he's really calm and angry. When he's not calm it's bad enough, but now that-"
"Well, well, well. Looks like Krillin has a new girlfriend, eh? Marron was bad enough."
"YOU DARE COMPARE ME TO THAT BLUE-HAIRED BIMBO? YOU WILL PAY... whoever the hell you are." 18 and Mirari Trunks stood in fighting stances, each glaring at each other with looks that could kill.
18 anxiously looked around for a safe place to hide her six dragonballs, but while she was looking, Mirari Trunks took them right out of her arms without her noticing. "What the..." she looked at Mirari Trunks. "Give me back my dragonballs!!"
"No fucking way! You've killed enough people already!"
"I'm not going to kill anyone else! It's pointless!"
"I don't believe you and I never will!"
"I don't give a shit what the fuck you believe!"
Krillin glanced nervously as 18 was pissed and on the verge of tears... if she even had any. "Guys..."
"What the hell is it Krillin?" yelled Mirari Trunks.
"She's not the same android as the one in your time. She was human once... look, you could give her one chance at least."
"Look Krillin, I'm sick to death of you defending her every damn chance you get. I don't give a shit if you think she's innocent, she's not. SHE'S NOT HUMAN ANY MORE!!" Mirari Trunks started to power up, going extremely fast and very high.
"TOXIC..."
"Shit, Tina get out of here!"
"It's too fast to run, but I can dodge. Besides, it's probably not nearly as powerful as it looks. Have some faith... and my name isn't-"
"FLAME..."
*Dammit, he's gonna kill her! She doesn't deserve it...* A very worried Krillin tried desperately to tell Mirari Trunks to back down, but his feeble voice was lost in the roar of the demi-saiyajin's surrounding power.
"SUPREME!!!!" A huge flash of green light sped towards Tina...and she dodged it, then slammed her fist square into Mirari Trunks' jaw, causing blood to seep out from his mouth.
"I'll take these, asshole." she spat as she grabbed the dragonballs and sped away very, very quickly.
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At the outskirts of Capsule Corp, androids 16 and 17 had just landed nearby, the latter still struggling with his cold virus.
"16?"
"Yes, Jason?"
"How many times have I (cough, cough) told you not to (cough) call me that...er-HEM.(cough)?"
"At least three."
"Well then remember...my name is 17." 17 then started to cough really loudly. It sounded as if he was choking, then turned into what sounded like the hairball from hell. Soon his hacking sounds could be heard all over Capsule Corp.
"What the hell is that noise?" Piccolo stepped outside the house, with the others close behind. Vegeta was still unconscious, and still, no one cared... save Yamucha who poked him a couple of times with a stick before running out and joining the others. The coughing was so bad now that huge gasps of air and other weird noises were intensified. Gohan turned around the corner to find a gigantic 16 at a loss of what to do with his coughing partner.
"(COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH) water...(COUGH, COUGH, HAAAAAAAACCCK)."
"Why should I get you anything?" sneered the son of Goku.
17 continued to cough and then fell. He seemed to be going through what seemed like seizures until he saw the others by Gohan. "Oh...just (cough) fucking (cough) great..." 17 finally passed out from all the damage he took.
"Goku."
The earth's repetitive saviour looked at 16 with a quizzical look on his face. "Yes?"
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What does 16 want? Will 17 and Vegeta ever wake up? Will 18 become human? Or will Trunks fry her to a crisp? Will Krillin ever admit that he likes 18? All these answers come next chapter.
Pleeeeeeeeease review! It would be so kind, considering a lost a bunch when an author who was reviewing got kicked off. That and I'm a sucker for praise and adoration. Constructive criticism is welcome too.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonballz or any of its affiliates, so DON'T SUE!!!
*represents character thoughts*
~*~*~*~*~
"Well dumbass, how's he supposed to help the lavender freak if he's going the other way?"
"He is, oh yeah...the opposite direction...you're right."
"When am I not?"
"When you challenged Trunks."
"NAMEK, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP??!!"
Piccolo smirked and was silent.
"Why would he go the other way?"
"Yamucha, isn't it obvious?"
"Well excuse me for not being a smartass, most powerful Piccolo."
Piccolo ignored Yamucha and continued. "He's going to protect the android."
"WHAT????!!!" shrieked everyone within close proximity.
"Ow, not so loud!"
"Sorry Mr. Piccolo."
"That's okay Gohan, just try to be a little more gentle on the ears next time, okay?"
" 'Kay. But why would he help her after what she did to all of us?"
"Haven't you noticed that Krillin was protecting her? Twice?"
"Not only that, but he has the worst choice in women."
"How would you know that, Vegeta?"
"Well Bulma, have you met Marron?"
"You're right there...did you just call me Bulma?"
Everyone stared at Vegeta in shock. Finally, the tiny voice of Chaozu spoke up. "I don't think he's recovered from that fight with Trunks yet."
"Nonsense! I'm perfectly fiiiiii-"
THUNK.
The sound of Vegeta's head hitting the cement floor echoed throughout Capsule Corp. No one really cared that he had just fainted, but Yamucha did snicker a bit. Meanwhile...
*Yes! There it is!* 18 flew down to retrieve the sixth dragonball.
"Hey!" The android turned around, and to her dismay found Krillin, smiling a half-scared-to-death smile.
*Just great. The little cue-ball guy is back. What more could go wrong?* As if responding to her thoughts, Mirari Trunks landed in super saiyajin form, extremely pissed off, yet strangely calm.
"Oh shit...you better get going." whispered Krillin to 18.
"Why?"
"Well, for one thing, he gets stronger every time he fights, and for another thing, he's really calm and angry. When he's not calm it's bad enough, but now that-"
"Well, well, well. Looks like Krillin has a new girlfriend, eh? Marron was bad enough."
"YOU DARE COMPARE ME TO THAT BLUE-HAIRED BIMBO? YOU WILL PAY... whoever the hell you are." 18 and Mirari Trunks stood in fighting stances, each glaring at each other with looks that could kill.
18 anxiously looked around for a safe place to hide her six dragonballs, but while she was looking, Mirari Trunks took them right out of her arms without her noticing. "What the..." she looked at Mirari Trunks. "Give me back my dragonballs!!"
"No fucking way! You've killed enough people already!"
"I'm not going to kill anyone else! It's pointless!"
"I don't believe you and I never will!"
"I don't give a shit what the fuck you believe!"
Krillin glanced nervously as 18 was pissed and on the verge of tears... if she even had any. "Guys..."
"What the hell is it Krillin?" yelled Mirari Trunks.
"She's not the same android as the one in your time. She was human once... look, you could give her one chance at least."
"Look Krillin, I'm sick to death of you defending her every damn chance you get. I don't give a shit if you think she's innocent, she's not. SHE'S NOT HUMAN ANY MORE!!" Mirari Trunks started to power up, going extremely fast and very high.
"TOXIC..."
"Shit, Tina get out of here!"
"It's too fast to run, but I can dodge. Besides, it's probably not nearly as powerful as it looks. Have some faith... and my name isn't-"
"FLAME..."
*Dammit, he's gonna kill her! She doesn't deserve it...* A very worried Krillin tried desperately to tell Mirari Trunks to back down, but his feeble voice was lost in the roar of the demi-saiyajin's surrounding power.
"SUPREME!!!!" A huge flash of green light sped towards Tina...and she dodged it, then slammed her fist square into Mirari Trunks' jaw, causing blood to seep out from his mouth.
"I'll take these, asshole." she spat as she grabbed the dragonballs and sped away very, very quickly.
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At the outskirts of Capsule Corp, androids 16 and 17 had just landed nearby, the latter still struggling with his cold virus.
"16?"
"Yes, Jason?"
"How many times have I (cough, cough) told you not to (cough) call me that...er-HEM.(cough)?"
"At least three."
"Well then remember...my name is 17." 17 then started to cough really loudly. It sounded as if he was choking, then turned into what sounded like the hairball from hell. Soon his hacking sounds could be heard all over Capsule Corp.
"What the hell is that noise?" Piccolo stepped outside the house, with the others close behind. Vegeta was still unconscious, and still, no one cared... save Yamucha who poked him a couple of times with a stick before running out and joining the others. The coughing was so bad now that huge gasps of air and other weird noises were intensified. Gohan turned around the corner to find a gigantic 16 at a loss of what to do with his coughing partner.
"(COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH) water...(COUGH, COUGH, HAAAAAAAACCCK)."
"Why should I get you anything?" sneered the son of Goku.
17 continued to cough and then fell. He seemed to be going through what seemed like seizures until he saw the others by Gohan. "Oh...just (cough) fucking (cough) great..." 17 finally passed out from all the damage he took.
"Goku."
The earth's repetitive saviour looked at 16 with a quizzical look on his face. "Yes?"
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What does 16 want? Will 17 and Vegeta ever wake up? Will 18 become human? Or will Trunks fry her to a crisp? Will Krillin ever admit that he likes 18? All these answers come next chapter.
Pleeeeeeeeease review! It would be so kind, considering a lost a bunch when an author who was reviewing got kicked off. That and I'm a sucker for praise and adoration. Constructive criticism is welcome too.