Summary: Ooh, the last chapter!
Seconds seemed to tick by in a horrible silence, yet neither of the twins seemed to notice. Juuhachigou tapped her foot irritably on the hard floor and let out an elaborate sigh. "Sometime today?" she spat, crossing her arms across her chest. She stared at the old man with a cruel hatred that couldn't be hidden for the life of her. Her eyes cast an eerie glow about the room that shined brilliantly with her brother's. As for Gero's, his seemed to be growing dimmer and lighter.
"Grandpa?"
The soft sound of her voice made all three turn. Fiona stood in an over sized T-shirt as she glanced from each of them. "What's going on?" she asked. Juunanagou turned his hand to her as Juuhachigou rose hers to cover Gero. "Maybe we should start with you first?" asked Juunanagou, his black brow arched playfully. Fiona let out a small gasp. "G-Grandpa?" Gero let out a small sigh. "Fiona...don't worry." She glanced to him for help then to Juunanagou. "One," Juunanagou began to count. Fiona's mind raced for an excuse, an idea, anything.
"Two."
She watched the twins' hands glow with a haunting light. "Wait!" she exclaimed. The twins decided to play along and lowered their hands. "We're listening," mused Juuhachigou.
Fiona licked her dry lips nervously before she spoke. "What if we could make you stronger?" Gero grinned at his granddaugther's brilliance. The twins both considered the possibilites and nodded. Perhaps these humans could be usual...to a point anyway.
"How much stronger?"
Fiona shrugged. "I...I don't know. As much as we could." Juunanagou nodded. "Fine. Hurry up." Juuhachigou stepped forward. "Wait a minute." Fiona turned. "Yes?" Juuhachigou walked up to her with a disgusted sneer. She glanced at the girl's figure then let out a small snort. "How do YOU imagine to help us?" Fiona gulped. "D-d-didn't you say something about a man's DNA you collected a few years a-ago?"
Gero nodded. "Yes. A young man who's race is dying out. It would be perfect for you two."
The blonde android frowned. "Why?" Fiona began to wring her hands as perspiration tickled her neck. "Well, his son could be the one to stop you. I mean, he's p-pretty strong for his age. You could know his weaknesses." Juuhachigou grinned and gave a small nod. "Hurry up."
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The two sat, once again, on the cold steel lab tables as Fiona pumped the fluids into the twins' DNA. Juunanagou grinned to his sister approvingly. "It's working." Juuhachigou nodded as she clenched her fists. Her entire body was tingling and burning. The power and knowledge that was flowing throughout her body was screaming to be tried and tested. She kept glancing to her first victims too.
Fiona could feel her eyes on her and she tried her hardest to ignore it. "Grandpa, they're going to kill us." Gero shook his head. "Not if I can get the remote. It deactivates them." Fiona nodded. She followed her grandfather's gaze to the small, metallic remote sitting just feet from Juunanagou's hands. "How much longer?" whispered Fiona. Gero glanced at the monitor. "Just a few more minutes, five tops." Fiona nodded, and with a final prayer to her deceased parents, she walked towards Juunanagou.
He was no longer the loving, beautiful Dameon. He was the cold, machine titled Juunanagou. She took a deep breath and pretended to be checking his cords. This was her only and final chance to save bother her grandfather's and her life.
Juunanagou watched her with curious eyes. Humans worked in funny ways, almost like little mice. Either that or this female was just particular. A certain part of him knew her yet he believed it as the new powers he was learning. Perhaps the old human that this energy was coming knew the tidious little scientist? He mentally shrugged off the thoughts and glared.
"What are you doing?" he snapped. Fiona jumped and took a steadying breath. "Checking if everything is plugged in." Juunanagou grabbed her wrist in a dangerous grasp. Fiona let out a squeak of pain as she clenched the remote. 'How did he see me grab it?' she thought, staring at him with horrified eyes. His hand was snapping every bone in her fragile wrist. In a rush of a breeze, Juuhachigou was standing behind Fiona with a sly grin upon her face. She took the remote with two intricate fingers. "Thanks."
Her smoothe voice sent shivers down Fiona's back as the young girl tried to remain calm. "That was an awfully dumb mistake," whispered Juunanagou and in a flash of yellow, Fiona was dead.
Gero stared in horror as the same punishment was treated to himself...
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Sapphire eyes watched the television dance by as she began to drum her fingers on her stomach. Six months earlier it had been swollen and throbbing with a baby Saiyan. She glanced to the floor where the gurgling babe began to chase one of her parents' many pets. "Careful Trunks." He gave her a frown worthy of his father and continued to taunt the furry kitty. She wiggled her toes in her black panty hose as her black dress clung to her form.
"Honey, you really should change. That dress will wrinkle so easily."
Bulma turned to her mother and nodded. "Watch Trunks for me, will ya?" Mrs. Briefs nodded as she watched her mourning daughter ascend the stairs with a heavy heart. The death of her best friend had hit her so very hard. Bulma wasn't the only person Mrs. Briefs was concerned for either. Even if the sudden death of Goku had hurt them all emensely, it had hurt her grandson's father especially hard.
He had attended the funeral as he had promised Bulma he would, but he hadn't come home since. Her poor daughter had sat in her dress for two days straight, not glancing away but to just look at Trunks or feed him. Bulma came back down in a loose outfit and handed the dress to her mother. "I forgot. Trunks spit up on it in the car." Mrs. Briefs nodded and headed back to the kitchen.
"Did you hear honey?"
Bulma looked up to her father's sympathetic eyes. "Hear what?" He flipped the channel to the news. "Some old scientist that I used to go to college with was murdered last night." Bulma frowned. "How sad." Dr. Briefs shrugged. "I feel sorry for his granddaughter. She was killed too." Just as the words left his mouth, two photos of Fiona and Doctor Gero were posted. Bulma sighed. How many more deaths were to come?
There was a thump in the hallway then a slight pause. Bulma rose up and as she did so, a high pitched scream of pain came from Trunks. She raced to the hall to find him blubbering over a scratch on his cheek. "C'mere sweetie," she cooed. She glanced at the plush carpet to find two bare feet beside her. She followed them to find her lover. His eyes shown cold and bare. He too, was in mourning. "You're back," she whispered. He gave a curt nod and turned.
"Where are you going?"
He stopped and took a breath. "There's a new power a few miles away." Bulma glanced to the blubbering baby in her arms as a shiver ran down her spine. She let out a small whimper. She looked to Trunks and frowned. "What was that all about?" The baby just stared through watery eyes as his mother carried him away.
Bulma watched Vegeta exit the house and glanced to Trunks who was sitting on her bed, sucking on a fresh bottle. "Promise me," began Bulma. Trunks glanced at her with bright eyes. "Promise me when you get older," she whispered, "that you won't fight." Trunks glanced away as if to dismiss her promise. Bulma grinned softly. How dare she ask him of something so important in his life? She let out a small chuckle. There was something special about her son, she couldn't tell what but there was. She gave him one final smile before placing him to bed.
~*~The End~*~
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A/N: That's it. Maybe the ending was a bit lame, maybe not, but I had to end this before Spring Break and I'm leaving Friday morning so I figured I'd post this and be finished with it and start fresh once I get home. I hope you enjoyed it. I know some chapters were better than others, but sometimes chapters just ended up that way...sorry! :( I know this was about 17/18, but I had to put something about lil ol' Trunks before I ended it. Also there are a few people I'd like to thank for reviewing so... loyally I guess you could say. They were really helpful and I appreciate their support. (thanks to everyone else who reviewed too!)
Thanks to:
dark-mean-me
kelly neptunus
Ryu-Mizu
Seconds seemed to tick by in a horrible silence, yet neither of the twins seemed to notice. Juuhachigou tapped her foot irritably on the hard floor and let out an elaborate sigh. "Sometime today?" she spat, crossing her arms across her chest. She stared at the old man with a cruel hatred that couldn't be hidden for the life of her. Her eyes cast an eerie glow about the room that shined brilliantly with her brother's. As for Gero's, his seemed to be growing dimmer and lighter.
"Grandpa?"
The soft sound of her voice made all three turn. Fiona stood in an over sized T-shirt as she glanced from each of them. "What's going on?" she asked. Juunanagou turned his hand to her as Juuhachigou rose hers to cover Gero. "Maybe we should start with you first?" asked Juunanagou, his black brow arched playfully. Fiona let out a small gasp. "G-Grandpa?" Gero let out a small sigh. "Fiona...don't worry." She glanced to him for help then to Juunanagou. "One," Juunanagou began to count. Fiona's mind raced for an excuse, an idea, anything.
"Two."
She watched the twins' hands glow with a haunting light. "Wait!" she exclaimed. The twins decided to play along and lowered their hands. "We're listening," mused Juuhachigou.
Fiona licked her dry lips nervously before she spoke. "What if we could make you stronger?" Gero grinned at his granddaugther's brilliance. The twins both considered the possibilites and nodded. Perhaps these humans could be usual...to a point anyway.
"How much stronger?"
Fiona shrugged. "I...I don't know. As much as we could." Juunanagou nodded. "Fine. Hurry up." Juuhachigou stepped forward. "Wait a minute." Fiona turned. "Yes?" Juuhachigou walked up to her with a disgusted sneer. She glanced at the girl's figure then let out a small snort. "How do YOU imagine to help us?" Fiona gulped. "D-d-didn't you say something about a man's DNA you collected a few years a-ago?"
Gero nodded. "Yes. A young man who's race is dying out. It would be perfect for you two."
The blonde android frowned. "Why?" Fiona began to wring her hands as perspiration tickled her neck. "Well, his son could be the one to stop you. I mean, he's p-pretty strong for his age. You could know his weaknesses." Juuhachigou grinned and gave a small nod. "Hurry up."
-:|:-:|:-:|:-
The two sat, once again, on the cold steel lab tables as Fiona pumped the fluids into the twins' DNA. Juunanagou grinned to his sister approvingly. "It's working." Juuhachigou nodded as she clenched her fists. Her entire body was tingling and burning. The power and knowledge that was flowing throughout her body was screaming to be tried and tested. She kept glancing to her first victims too.
Fiona could feel her eyes on her and she tried her hardest to ignore it. "Grandpa, they're going to kill us." Gero shook his head. "Not if I can get the remote. It deactivates them." Fiona nodded. She followed her grandfather's gaze to the small, metallic remote sitting just feet from Juunanagou's hands. "How much longer?" whispered Fiona. Gero glanced at the monitor. "Just a few more minutes, five tops." Fiona nodded, and with a final prayer to her deceased parents, she walked towards Juunanagou.
He was no longer the loving, beautiful Dameon. He was the cold, machine titled Juunanagou. She took a deep breath and pretended to be checking his cords. This was her only and final chance to save bother her grandfather's and her life.
Juunanagou watched her with curious eyes. Humans worked in funny ways, almost like little mice. Either that or this female was just particular. A certain part of him knew her yet he believed it as the new powers he was learning. Perhaps the old human that this energy was coming knew the tidious little scientist? He mentally shrugged off the thoughts and glared.
"What are you doing?" he snapped. Fiona jumped and took a steadying breath. "Checking if everything is plugged in." Juunanagou grabbed her wrist in a dangerous grasp. Fiona let out a squeak of pain as she clenched the remote. 'How did he see me grab it?' she thought, staring at him with horrified eyes. His hand was snapping every bone in her fragile wrist. In a rush of a breeze, Juuhachigou was standing behind Fiona with a sly grin upon her face. She took the remote with two intricate fingers. "Thanks."
Her smoothe voice sent shivers down Fiona's back as the young girl tried to remain calm. "That was an awfully dumb mistake," whispered Juunanagou and in a flash of yellow, Fiona was dead.
Gero stared in horror as the same punishment was treated to himself...
-:|:-:|:-:|:-
Sapphire eyes watched the television dance by as she began to drum her fingers on her stomach. Six months earlier it had been swollen and throbbing with a baby Saiyan. She glanced to the floor where the gurgling babe began to chase one of her parents' many pets. "Careful Trunks." He gave her a frown worthy of his father and continued to taunt the furry kitty. She wiggled her toes in her black panty hose as her black dress clung to her form.
"Honey, you really should change. That dress will wrinkle so easily."
Bulma turned to her mother and nodded. "Watch Trunks for me, will ya?" Mrs. Briefs nodded as she watched her mourning daughter ascend the stairs with a heavy heart. The death of her best friend had hit her so very hard. Bulma wasn't the only person Mrs. Briefs was concerned for either. Even if the sudden death of Goku had hurt them all emensely, it had hurt her grandson's father especially hard.
He had attended the funeral as he had promised Bulma he would, but he hadn't come home since. Her poor daughter had sat in her dress for two days straight, not glancing away but to just look at Trunks or feed him. Bulma came back down in a loose outfit and handed the dress to her mother. "I forgot. Trunks spit up on it in the car." Mrs. Briefs nodded and headed back to the kitchen.
"Did you hear honey?"
Bulma looked up to her father's sympathetic eyes. "Hear what?" He flipped the channel to the news. "Some old scientist that I used to go to college with was murdered last night." Bulma frowned. "How sad." Dr. Briefs shrugged. "I feel sorry for his granddaughter. She was killed too." Just as the words left his mouth, two photos of Fiona and Doctor Gero were posted. Bulma sighed. How many more deaths were to come?
There was a thump in the hallway then a slight pause. Bulma rose up and as she did so, a high pitched scream of pain came from Trunks. She raced to the hall to find him blubbering over a scratch on his cheek. "C'mere sweetie," she cooed. She glanced at the plush carpet to find two bare feet beside her. She followed them to find her lover. His eyes shown cold and bare. He too, was in mourning. "You're back," she whispered. He gave a curt nod and turned.
"Where are you going?"
He stopped and took a breath. "There's a new power a few miles away." Bulma glanced to the blubbering baby in her arms as a shiver ran down her spine. She let out a small whimper. She looked to Trunks and frowned. "What was that all about?" The baby just stared through watery eyes as his mother carried him away.
Bulma watched Vegeta exit the house and glanced to Trunks who was sitting on her bed, sucking on a fresh bottle. "Promise me," began Bulma. Trunks glanced at her with bright eyes. "Promise me when you get older," she whispered, "that you won't fight." Trunks glanced away as if to dismiss her promise. Bulma grinned softly. How dare she ask him of something so important in his life? She let out a small chuckle. There was something special about her son, she couldn't tell what but there was. She gave him one final smile before placing him to bed.
~*~The End~*~
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A/N: That's it. Maybe the ending was a bit lame, maybe not, but I had to end this before Spring Break and I'm leaving Friday morning so I figured I'd post this and be finished with it and start fresh once I get home. I hope you enjoyed it. I know some chapters were better than others, but sometimes chapters just ended up that way...sorry! :( I know this was about 17/18, but I had to put something about lil ol' Trunks before I ended it. Also there are a few people I'd like to thank for reviewing so... loyally I guess you could say. They were really helpful and I appreciate their support. (thanks to everyone else who reviewed too!)
Thanks to:
dark-mean-me
kelly neptunus
Ryu-Mizu