The Androids Perspective
Copyright- Dragonabll Z and its characters in no way at all belong to me in any sence of the word. My character ????? or Suiceene is mine though and can only be used in others works if I am asked first.
Android 17
Rising up my left hand I disconnected the wires running from my open right hand with a swift movement. With a sharp clicking noise the wire retracted from the generator and disappeared into a hole in my hand, the opening disappearing seconds later. I started to stretch, dispelling the unconscious feelings, which had flooded through my body as soon as I had attached to the generator. A quick glance at my internal timepiece revealed to me that I had not in this state for a long time. The time was fast approaching noon, the time the Z fighter's had stated. I had told 17 what I had learned from the humans, though not much it was interesting nonetheless. I glanced at my sister, who had also disconnected herself from the generator. She had been strangely quiet when I had found her again, and I couldn't discern why. We had gone up to space after that. In the last two days we had spent almost all our time training in space, only coming back to earth to recharge our energy at different power stations. Not that we could actually raise our power by training, instead we had become more intune with our new bodies and powers. We had prepared rigorously for our battle with Suiceene; we were not going to get beaten a second time. We had made sure of that. As Androids we had a far higher level of endurance than any flesh and bone fighter. Our bodies were also able to take more punishment and worked more efficiently than Suiceene's could hope to. Our combined power was also something Suiceene couldn't beat; as long we worked together we were undefeatable. "This is it 17." "Yes, our final battle, revenge for what she did to 16." "For 16" 18 grasped my hand in hers. For a second we held that position, each feeling the power of the other, the complete trust we had in each other. Up in space we had become more in tune with each other as well as with our new bodies. In the last couple of training sessions we had fought as one warrior instead of two. Our fighting had taken on a pattern, each of us knowing exactly what the other was doing even before they started to do it. Letting go of 18's hand I blasted upwards, breaking through the steel ceiling and up into the sky. Together we turned towards Capsule Corp. Our one problem was that we didn't know exactly where Suiceene was meeting with the Z fighter's. The date and time had been easy enough to learn, but no one had mentioned exactly where. So we would have to follow the Z fighter's, as for some reason we couldn't sense Suiceene's Ki. Perhaps the Dr had only programmed specific Ki signal recognition devices into 16. Anyway we would find her one way or the other. I would like to have been able to arrive at the fighting place earlier, so that I might be able to scout it out, see what kind of battlefield the final battle was going to take place on. I couldn't help but feel excited that today had finally arrived. After we spent so long training for it, we were finally going to fight again. We would finally get our revenge for 16's death; finally the last score would have been settled. And after that? I preferred not to think what would happen after that. We would cross that bridge when we came to it. The bridge we were now approaching had waited too long to be crossed and until Suiceene drew her final breath nothing else was worthy of consideration.
Suiceene
Raising my eyes to the heavens I stared upward with unseeing eyes. "Gods of the Sayain race I bequeath my eternal homage and adoration." One by one I named off the major Gods, "Bensipid" he was the God of power, one who Sayains prayed to have strength over their enemies. "Glydor" was the God of defence, who warriors prayed to in order to have a rock hard defence, one that the enemy would not penetrate. "Slytheque" was the god of speed, Sayains prayed to him so that they might strike their enemy again and again before the enemy could even blink. "Pologriag" was the God of luck, one who you prayed to be graced with many battles and much slaughter. And finally "Sayainigor" the God of warriors, leader of the battle Gods. He was he that the Sayains worshiped above all, who they had named their race after. "I pledge my undying gratitude and honour, and as the Sayain Neophalie I will uphold all the values and laws that the ancient Sayains laid down. I will protect the Sayain race from any force, which wishes its downfall and disgrace. I will now offer a sign of my undying loyalty to you my Gods." Raising my tail high, first in solute to the sky above and then I pointed it at my chest. It moved closer until it rested on my skin. And then with a violent slash it cut a long line down chest. It continued to cut until carved on my chest was the ancient rune of the Sayains. Lowering my paw I collected a paw-full of my blood. Raising my paw high I held the blood as sign of my servitude. Slowly the blood started to seep through my paws, dripping from my paw on to the ground. I waited until the blood had completely drained from my paw before I continued. Dabbing a nail in the blood escaping from my chest I drew the ancient runes into the rock beside me. Soon I was finished, marking in my own rune at the very end, signing the tablet I had just written. Ripping the rock from the others surrounding it I raised it high above me. And in that position I waited, keeping completely still, ignoring the blood dripping from my chest and arms. I kept the position for half and hour when the sign I had been waiting for finally occurred. The sign on my chest started to glow with a faint green light. Crushing the tablet into tiny pieces of rock, I knelt down low, kneeling in my own blood. I remained there until I finished the final part of my prayer. After paying homage to all the past heroes of the Sayain race including the four Neophalies I rose, my prayer finally finished. Clenching my paws I summoned a tiny bit of my energy, healing up the tiny wound immediately and also replacing the shirt I always wore. The ritual, which I had just completed, was one I was used to, or I was used to most of it. The different rituals of the Sayains were largely the same but all with vastly different meanings involved. The same words were repeated often but the rituals were more complex than just sprouting off some words. The thoughts of the person while saying the words and how the words were said conveyed vastly different messages to the Gods. I was a steady believer in these ancient rituals and I always performed them before any major battle. This time though the ritual had a special meaning. I had asked the Gods for permission to break an ancient law. I had asked them, could I kill two Sayains if they refused to rejoin our race? For a Neophalie to kill a Sayain was a drastic and serious matter, to kill a member of the royal family was even more so. But if needed for the survival of the Sayain race it was something, which had to be done. A Sayain who refuses to return to his home planet and live the life of a Sayain was not worthy of the title. I lifted my paw to my lips and tentatively my tongue licked the blood from my paw. It tasted unnatural and a shudder passed through my body. If the Sayains refused to join me, I might have to taste more of this blood. The thought was repulsive one but one I did not dispel. I had prepared myself for every possibility, if they refused my proposal I would act as I stated.
The cross roads was approaching me with great haste. One road would lead to joy, a partner or partners with which to spread war across the galaxy, the other would lead to sorrow, an emotion very rare to me. I never regretted any actions, which I took, what was the point, I had already committed them. But I wasn't going to fool myself, killing the Prince would be a momentous action in my life. I anticipated the event coming back to me again and again. I would probably be not fit for war for maybe a month or two. But after that period I would probably have got over it and declare war on the Electides. If although on the other hand one or more of the Sayains would accept my proposal things would be different. If Prince Vegeta joined me he would become king and Thyloch would be pushed down to the position he should rightly hold. Our home planet would also have some major changes. All the slaves Thyloch had stolen from other planets would all be slaughtered. Sayains had no use for slaves; we also had no use for the influx of money, which had stained our new planet. Sayains had few material possessions and certainly had no call to try and live in splendour. All the ancient kings lived as the normal people did, the only great buildings were created to pay respects to the Gods. After the poison Thyloch had spread throughout the planet had been cleaned out we would begin a war and a new era of Sayain greatness would begin again. The Sayain race was shambles at the moment but it could so easily rise to greatness. There were two Super Sayains alive, signs that the Gods were preparing something great.
I suddenly became aware that some Ki powers were quickly approaching me. My thoughts had distracted me from sensing them earlier. It seemed the show was about to start. The white auras landed a little away from me, auras dropping immediately revealing who they were. The humans and the Namek noticed me immediately, standing out on the horizon looking down on them. Immediately their faces turned to a mixture and fear and anger. Anger was especially predominant in the Namek who suddenly shouted at me "you shouldn't have come back here. You should have kept running as fast as you could. Just wait till I get my hands on you" Crossing my arms I stared down at him. The ritual had left me in a state of calm and I was determined not to rise to the Namek. He was too weak anyway, not anywhere near a challenge for me to fight. The two most important people had not arrived yet; I couldn't even sense them at this point. But I knew they were coming, the other Z fighter's had just arrived early.
Android 18
From where we stood we had a clear view of Suiceene. She was about a hundred meters away from us but that range was nothing to our eyesight. At the moment we were standing behind a long ridge of rocks. I didn't like the fact that we were hiding but it was necessary at this point. We couldn't afford to attack Suiceene and then have the Z fighter's; primarily Goku and Vegeta who still hadn't appeared to interrupt us in our fight. The last time that had happened they had taken Suiceene's side and we had no way of knowing that they might not do the same thing again. We would be patient and wait for Suiceene to deal with the Z fighters herself and then we would launch our attack when we had Suiceene all to ourselves. As I stared hard at our enemy I noticed something strange. Blood was smeared over her hands which crossed her chest and there was some marked on her bare shins. Savage, I thought, couldn't she have cleaned herself before she came here? But something was strange in her demeanour. Piccolo had started a new range of insults at her, and so had some of the others. But Suiceene seemed to be absorbing the insults without reacting in the slightest; something a fighter rarely did especially one of her mentality. It was then that I was suddenly struck by an insane thought while looking at her. If I had no recollection of who she was or what she had done I would have, well I probably would, probably would have left her alone and not killed her. At the moment she didn't look like a maniac or a bloodthirstily warrior, she looked like a young person who was excited about something. Her eyes had an excited look to them and there was a slight hint of a smile on her mouth. For a second I wondered what she was thinking about and then I suddenly sensed two powers quickly coming towards us. It took another second before I recognised the two powers. With sparks of white Ki the both landed a good bit in front of their friends, quite close to Suiceene, a little way below her. Strangely Goku didn't turn his head to look at his friends or even acknowledge them. His face was had not its normal expression, but a serious one. Vegeta's was similar to his. "Have you made up your decision?" Suiceene clear tones rang out. "We have" Goku answered………………………..
Please leave your comments and reviews. We finally come to the cross roads what decision will Vegeta and Goku make? How will the Androids react to this? Leave your ideas please. I would be interested in what you think.
Copyright- Dragonabll Z and its characters in no way at all belong to me in any sence of the word. My character ????? or Suiceene is mine though and can only be used in others works if I am asked first.
Android 17
Rising up my left hand I disconnected the wires running from my open right hand with a swift movement. With a sharp clicking noise the wire retracted from the generator and disappeared into a hole in my hand, the opening disappearing seconds later. I started to stretch, dispelling the unconscious feelings, which had flooded through my body as soon as I had attached to the generator. A quick glance at my internal timepiece revealed to me that I had not in this state for a long time. The time was fast approaching noon, the time the Z fighter's had stated. I had told 17 what I had learned from the humans, though not much it was interesting nonetheless. I glanced at my sister, who had also disconnected herself from the generator. She had been strangely quiet when I had found her again, and I couldn't discern why. We had gone up to space after that. In the last two days we had spent almost all our time training in space, only coming back to earth to recharge our energy at different power stations. Not that we could actually raise our power by training, instead we had become more intune with our new bodies and powers. We had prepared rigorously for our battle with Suiceene; we were not going to get beaten a second time. We had made sure of that. As Androids we had a far higher level of endurance than any flesh and bone fighter. Our bodies were also able to take more punishment and worked more efficiently than Suiceene's could hope to. Our combined power was also something Suiceene couldn't beat; as long we worked together we were undefeatable. "This is it 17." "Yes, our final battle, revenge for what she did to 16." "For 16" 18 grasped my hand in hers. For a second we held that position, each feeling the power of the other, the complete trust we had in each other. Up in space we had become more in tune with each other as well as with our new bodies. In the last couple of training sessions we had fought as one warrior instead of two. Our fighting had taken on a pattern, each of us knowing exactly what the other was doing even before they started to do it. Letting go of 18's hand I blasted upwards, breaking through the steel ceiling and up into the sky. Together we turned towards Capsule Corp. Our one problem was that we didn't know exactly where Suiceene was meeting with the Z fighter's. The date and time had been easy enough to learn, but no one had mentioned exactly where. So we would have to follow the Z fighter's, as for some reason we couldn't sense Suiceene's Ki. Perhaps the Dr had only programmed specific Ki signal recognition devices into 16. Anyway we would find her one way or the other. I would like to have been able to arrive at the fighting place earlier, so that I might be able to scout it out, see what kind of battlefield the final battle was going to take place on. I couldn't help but feel excited that today had finally arrived. After we spent so long training for it, we were finally going to fight again. We would finally get our revenge for 16's death; finally the last score would have been settled. And after that? I preferred not to think what would happen after that. We would cross that bridge when we came to it. The bridge we were now approaching had waited too long to be crossed and until Suiceene drew her final breath nothing else was worthy of consideration.
Suiceene
Raising my eyes to the heavens I stared upward with unseeing eyes. "Gods of the Sayain race I bequeath my eternal homage and adoration." One by one I named off the major Gods, "Bensipid" he was the God of power, one who Sayains prayed to have strength over their enemies. "Glydor" was the God of defence, who warriors prayed to in order to have a rock hard defence, one that the enemy would not penetrate. "Slytheque" was the god of speed, Sayains prayed to him so that they might strike their enemy again and again before the enemy could even blink. "Pologriag" was the God of luck, one who you prayed to be graced with many battles and much slaughter. And finally "Sayainigor" the God of warriors, leader of the battle Gods. He was he that the Sayains worshiped above all, who they had named their race after. "I pledge my undying gratitude and honour, and as the Sayain Neophalie I will uphold all the values and laws that the ancient Sayains laid down. I will protect the Sayain race from any force, which wishes its downfall and disgrace. I will now offer a sign of my undying loyalty to you my Gods." Raising my tail high, first in solute to the sky above and then I pointed it at my chest. It moved closer until it rested on my skin. And then with a violent slash it cut a long line down chest. It continued to cut until carved on my chest was the ancient rune of the Sayains. Lowering my paw I collected a paw-full of my blood. Raising my paw high I held the blood as sign of my servitude. Slowly the blood started to seep through my paws, dripping from my paw on to the ground. I waited until the blood had completely drained from my paw before I continued. Dabbing a nail in the blood escaping from my chest I drew the ancient runes into the rock beside me. Soon I was finished, marking in my own rune at the very end, signing the tablet I had just written. Ripping the rock from the others surrounding it I raised it high above me. And in that position I waited, keeping completely still, ignoring the blood dripping from my chest and arms. I kept the position for half and hour when the sign I had been waiting for finally occurred. The sign on my chest started to glow with a faint green light. Crushing the tablet into tiny pieces of rock, I knelt down low, kneeling in my own blood. I remained there until I finished the final part of my prayer. After paying homage to all the past heroes of the Sayain race including the four Neophalies I rose, my prayer finally finished. Clenching my paws I summoned a tiny bit of my energy, healing up the tiny wound immediately and also replacing the shirt I always wore. The ritual, which I had just completed, was one I was used to, or I was used to most of it. The different rituals of the Sayains were largely the same but all with vastly different meanings involved. The same words were repeated often but the rituals were more complex than just sprouting off some words. The thoughts of the person while saying the words and how the words were said conveyed vastly different messages to the Gods. I was a steady believer in these ancient rituals and I always performed them before any major battle. This time though the ritual had a special meaning. I had asked the Gods for permission to break an ancient law. I had asked them, could I kill two Sayains if they refused to rejoin our race? For a Neophalie to kill a Sayain was a drastic and serious matter, to kill a member of the royal family was even more so. But if needed for the survival of the Sayain race it was something, which had to be done. A Sayain who refuses to return to his home planet and live the life of a Sayain was not worthy of the title. I lifted my paw to my lips and tentatively my tongue licked the blood from my paw. It tasted unnatural and a shudder passed through my body. If the Sayains refused to join me, I might have to taste more of this blood. The thought was repulsive one but one I did not dispel. I had prepared myself for every possibility, if they refused my proposal I would act as I stated.
The cross roads was approaching me with great haste. One road would lead to joy, a partner or partners with which to spread war across the galaxy, the other would lead to sorrow, an emotion very rare to me. I never regretted any actions, which I took, what was the point, I had already committed them. But I wasn't going to fool myself, killing the Prince would be a momentous action in my life. I anticipated the event coming back to me again and again. I would probably be not fit for war for maybe a month or two. But after that period I would probably have got over it and declare war on the Electides. If although on the other hand one or more of the Sayains would accept my proposal things would be different. If Prince Vegeta joined me he would become king and Thyloch would be pushed down to the position he should rightly hold. Our home planet would also have some major changes. All the slaves Thyloch had stolen from other planets would all be slaughtered. Sayains had no use for slaves; we also had no use for the influx of money, which had stained our new planet. Sayains had few material possessions and certainly had no call to try and live in splendour. All the ancient kings lived as the normal people did, the only great buildings were created to pay respects to the Gods. After the poison Thyloch had spread throughout the planet had been cleaned out we would begin a war and a new era of Sayain greatness would begin again. The Sayain race was shambles at the moment but it could so easily rise to greatness. There were two Super Sayains alive, signs that the Gods were preparing something great.
I suddenly became aware that some Ki powers were quickly approaching me. My thoughts had distracted me from sensing them earlier. It seemed the show was about to start. The white auras landed a little away from me, auras dropping immediately revealing who they were. The humans and the Namek noticed me immediately, standing out on the horizon looking down on them. Immediately their faces turned to a mixture and fear and anger. Anger was especially predominant in the Namek who suddenly shouted at me "you shouldn't have come back here. You should have kept running as fast as you could. Just wait till I get my hands on you" Crossing my arms I stared down at him. The ritual had left me in a state of calm and I was determined not to rise to the Namek. He was too weak anyway, not anywhere near a challenge for me to fight. The two most important people had not arrived yet; I couldn't even sense them at this point. But I knew they were coming, the other Z fighter's had just arrived early.
Android 18
From where we stood we had a clear view of Suiceene. She was about a hundred meters away from us but that range was nothing to our eyesight. At the moment we were standing behind a long ridge of rocks. I didn't like the fact that we were hiding but it was necessary at this point. We couldn't afford to attack Suiceene and then have the Z fighter's; primarily Goku and Vegeta who still hadn't appeared to interrupt us in our fight. The last time that had happened they had taken Suiceene's side and we had no way of knowing that they might not do the same thing again. We would be patient and wait for Suiceene to deal with the Z fighters herself and then we would launch our attack when we had Suiceene all to ourselves. As I stared hard at our enemy I noticed something strange. Blood was smeared over her hands which crossed her chest and there was some marked on her bare shins. Savage, I thought, couldn't she have cleaned herself before she came here? But something was strange in her demeanour. Piccolo had started a new range of insults at her, and so had some of the others. But Suiceene seemed to be absorbing the insults without reacting in the slightest; something a fighter rarely did especially one of her mentality. It was then that I was suddenly struck by an insane thought while looking at her. If I had no recollection of who she was or what she had done I would have, well I probably would, probably would have left her alone and not killed her. At the moment she didn't look like a maniac or a bloodthirstily warrior, she looked like a young person who was excited about something. Her eyes had an excited look to them and there was a slight hint of a smile on her mouth. For a second I wondered what she was thinking about and then I suddenly sensed two powers quickly coming towards us. It took another second before I recognised the two powers. With sparks of white Ki the both landed a good bit in front of their friends, quite close to Suiceene, a little way below her. Strangely Goku didn't turn his head to look at his friends or even acknowledge them. His face was had not its normal expression, but a serious one. Vegeta's was similar to his. "Have you made up your decision?" Suiceene clear tones rang out. "We have" Goku answered………………………..
Please leave your comments and reviews. We finally come to the cross roads what decision will Vegeta and Goku make? How will the Androids react to this? Leave your ideas please. I would be interested in what you think.