"Yeah, don't let that guy win!" pleaded Videl.
"I won't..." Teena winked, then took to the air. "Follow me!!"
As Teena flew away, Raditz turned to her friends with a confident smirk. Then rocketed away, following Teena.
"Think she has a chance, Master Roshi?" Yamcha asked.
"If not, then she'll make one..." Roshi answered. "She's special, that girl. She'll find a way."
There was an awkward period of silence. Moments later, Videl spoke up. "Well? Are we gonna follow them or not?!"
"I don't know if that's a wise choice, Videl..." Chi-Chi said. "That Raditz person's stronger than any of us... if he suddenly decided to attack us instead of Teena..."
"I'm not afraid!" retorted Videl. If we ALL attacked him we could beat him!"
"Hmph, you're just like your father sometimes..." Ran Fuan giggled. "Let's risk it!"
"Why not?" Roshi agreed. "If this Raditz character's strong as we all think, then we're all in for one heck've a fracas! And I, for one, don't intend to miss it!!"
"You're crazy... you're all crazy..." Bulma sighed. "Okay, okay... everyone on board the ship. But if we all end up dead I'm never going to speak to any of you again!"
"Oh, wait a second!" Videl rushed inside Kame House and went towards Teena's unopened presents, particularly one of them, with small air holes marking the box. Videl opened it slightly, peering inside with a smile.
"We'll be back in a bit..." she said. "Teena'll be back too... I just know she'll love you!"
With a giggle Videl closed the box and rushed back outside, and a small, quiet sound emanated from the box, sounding as if it were questioning Videl.
"... mmreeww...?"
"Violent Delights, Violent Ends Pt. 2"
By Ken Blackwell
Raditz smirked confidently, flying forward at incredible speed, appearing behind Teena and Piccolo to strike at them with his elbows; while Piccolo was struck Teena managed to block, pushing back as Piccolo also rolled with the attack, the two flying back to regroup.
"Pretty fast..." Teena remarked. "I'm impressed."
"Too fast..." added Piccolo. "He charged at the fore, yet his blows struck behind us!"
"I'll give you credit... your defenses aren't bad..." Raditz criticized. "It'll keep you alive for a few more minutes as I increase the power of my attacks. Oh, yes... one more thing. Should you still hope to win... you should know I have two partners... they are like me. Saiyans... and they are BOTH my superior in strength."
Piccolo blinked in surprise, while Teena's ice blue eyes narrowed. "Don't you ever shut up?" she asked flatly.
"HA HA HA!! Hide your fear all you like, cyborg!!" Raditz gloated. "I can tell neither of you likes the taste of despair! And it will be the last taste you fools will ever know!"
"... I guess that's a 'no.'" Teena sighed in annoyance. "Piccolo, you ready to shut him up ourselves?"
"Have we a choice?" Piccolo stated.
"Not really, just being all rhetorical and stuff--" Teena suddenly rocketed forward, as did Piccolo, as the duo attacked Raditz, the Saiyan blocking and ducking their attacks at lightspeed. Teena and Piccolo swiftly maneuvered around to attack Raditz from behind, but abruptly the alien retaliated before any blows struck home, smacking his two opponents with dual back kicks. Teena and Piccolo rebounded, dashing at Raditz who suddenly charged upward.
"AFTER HIM!!" Teena shouted, flying after Raditz with Piccolo, then blinked as she sensed dual power surges from Raditz. "Oh, sh--!"
Raditz suddenly fired twin energy blasts at the two; Teena was quick to throw up her Barrier attack to deflect the attack, but Piccolo very narrowly avoided the attack, though the blast caught his left arm.
"CRAP! PICCOLO! YOU OKAY--" Suddenly Teena was struck in the back of the head by Raditz, and the cybernetic heroine flew forward beyond all her control, landing face-down in the dirt.
"Heh..." Raditz smirked. "Do you see now, how foolish your struggles are?"
"... ow." Teena placed her hands to the ground, reverse kippuping to her feet; aside from scuffs on her skin and clothes she still showed no signs of weariness. Glancing to Piccolo, she saw his left arm was gone, the stump all but cauterized with only a few droplets of purple ichor oozing from the wound. "Can you keep going, Piccolo?!"
"I'll be fine..." Piccolo managed a pained smile. "But it's quite... an inconvenience... having to fight with one arm..."
"HA!" Raditz taunted. "I'll take your wretched head next!!"
"Eighteen... have you no secret new technique?" Piccolo asked.
"I got something in the works..." Teena answered. "Not exactly tested yet, though..."
"Good..." Piccolo grinned. "Like you, I haven't rested on my laurels, either..."
"Making secret plans?" Raditz shouted, overhearing their whispers. "Well, if that's how you choose to waste the last moments of your lives... enjoy yourselves!!"
"What an arrogant son of a..." Teena sighed, then looked to Piccolo. "Okay, this new technique of yours... can you do it with just one arm?"
"The lack of a limb will be no obstacle..." Piccolo answered. "But I require time to concentrate my power. And so I require you, Eighteen, to keep him occupied alone.
"You sure it's gonna work?"
"Certainty is not the lot of we mere mortals... but what choice do we have...?" Piccolo smirked. "A pity... I devised this technique especially to kill you."
"But it'll help me, instead..." Teena laughed softly. "How ironic..."
"Once this one is felled, your turn will come..." PIccolo smiled at Teena. "Life never fails to amuse, eh?"
"Okay... I'll keep Mr. Bad Hair Day busy with my new technique, and you take him out with yours!" Teena looked to Piccolo. "Sound like a plan?"
Piccolo nodded. "Hold him as long as you can!"
Teena smiled, then charged at Raditz, suddenly shooting up into the air as Raditz took a swing at her. She then crossed her arms against her chest, and threw her arms out side-by-side, palms facing up, as twin spinning saw-like energy discs ignited from her hands.
"W-what is this?!" Raditz exclaimed.
"A little something I watched a certain bald-headed monk friend of mine practice, I just decided to put my own spin on it..." Teena explained. "Say hello to my Razor Discs!!" Teena suddenly threw the two discs forward, aiming them right at Raditz, who narrowly ducked them in time. Teena smirked, and with the force of her will changed the trajectories of the Discs, making them swerve around and come right back at Raditz.
"You... dare!!!" Raditz flew backwards, narrowly dodging them once again as they sliced through a nearby mountain, cleaving it in half, but still they kept coming, swinging around and heading towards Raditz. Gritting his teeth, the Saiyan threw his own ki blasts, just barely dissipating the Razor Discs a split second before they would cut him in twain.
"Not bad for a trial run..." Teena remarked. "I'll know what to improve on next time."
"Fool!! There won't BE a next time!!" Raditz snarled. "TRY THIS!!!" He suddenly threw a wave of energy at Teena, who blocked it, but took the severe brunt of it, faltering to the ground, she quickly recovered, looking up to see Raditz close in for the kill and throwing a punch to her face. But Teena caught his fist, smiling smugly as she stood up.
"How do you do it?" asked Teena.
"Do... do what?!" grimaced Raditz.
"Think. All that hair on your head and there isn't a brain underneath."
Raditz's eyes narrowed, then blinked as his scouter picked up a stronger power level. Turning towards it, he saw Piccolo gathering his needed energy. "Power... 1,330!! And all focused on his fingertips?!!!"
"NOW!!!" Piccolo bellowed. "Meet the Light of Death!!!" With that, Piccolo fired a drill-like ki blast from his fingers aimed directly at Raditz. Teena smirked, blowing Raditz a kiss goodbye as she released his fist and jumped away before the Light of Death could strike home. An explosion ripped through the earth and sky, but as the smoke cleared, Raditz stood still, his right shoulder bleeding, the mountain behind him now with a fresh gaping hole in the middle.
"He... he side-stepped it...!!" Piccolo realized. "But no one... can move so quickly..."
"I could..." Teena answered. "This guy's just as fast as I am..."
"Impressive..." Raditz remarked, grinning arrogantly. "Right through my armor. Quite a blast... imagine if I'd let it hit me... but do you see now, insects? Our play time is over--" Raditz suddenly gasped out, faltering as he suddenly felt weaker, turning around and seeing Teena, gripping his tail hard.
"Ah, so THAT'S what it does..." Teena smirked. "I thought that furry belt you had looked out-of-place for such ugly armor... then I realize it was really a tail!" Teena squeezed it, causing Raditz to drop to the ground. "Piccolo!!" Teena shouted out. "Quick! Do that light thing now!!"
Piccolo smiled darkly, placing his fingers to his temple. "Well done, Eighteen! Hold tight to that tail! I can do this only once more!!"
"P-please..." Raditz whimpered to Teena. "Please... show... mercy..."
"Mercy?" Teena glared down at Raditz. "You were going to show me... Piccolo... this whole world none of that! So why should I?"
"You... took me too seriously... I was merely... bluffing... let me go... and I will leave this world..."
"Well, of course you'll leave this world after we kill you..." Teena retorted. "Where you go from there is all up to what you've done in the past."
"Please... E-Eighteen, is it? I know I've done some terrible things... but please... let me live..." Teena stared down at the begging Raditz, facing a moral dilemma as she contemplated his words.
"He's lying!" Piccolo shouted. "Keep a hold on him, Eighteen!!"
"Please, Eighteen!" Raditz whispered. "I swear to you..."
Teena paused for a moment, her eyes closing. And then, she released Raditz's tail.
"EIGHTEEN, NO!!!" cried Piccolo.
Raditz smirked, and suddenly jumped up, elbowing Teena hard in the jaw. But his confident smirk faded into shock as she stood still, the attack not even registering any effect at all. "... i-impossible..."
"Kinda figured you'd be lying through your teeth..." Teena said, her eyes opening. "But I did give you a chance. And you blew it, Radish Boy. And now my bionanos have allowed me to adapt to your power level." It was now her turn to smirk confidently. "You are SO screwed."
"... Unbelievable..." Piccolo remarked.
"NO!!" Raditz screamed, throwing punch after kick at Teena, and every time Teena ignored the attacks as if the attacker had all the strength of a small child. "This cannot be!! I will not be defeated by a mere wind-up toy!!!" Teena suddenly dodged one punch from Raditz, seizing him in a full nelson. "AGH! No!! Release me!!"
"Piccolo!! Do it!!" Teena shouted.
"I am building to it!! But I need time!!" Piccolo answered.
"Hurry up, already!!" Teena warned. "He's... still strong over here!!"
"Release me!! Raditz screamed. "You'll die too if he kills me!!"
"If that's what's gonna happen... then it'll be worth it..." Teena retorted.
"Wh-what did you say?!" Raditz blinked. "You're insane!!"
"Heh... I won't hesitate, Eighteen..." Piccolo said. "To kill you along with him is only a bonus for me!"
"Let me go!!" pleaded Raditz. "I'll leave here forever! I mean it this time!"
"You had your chance..." Teena retaliated. "I'm a lot of things... but I know I wasn't born yesterday."
"So sorry to keep you waiting... Piccolo muttered, the energy all built up in his two outstretch fingers. "Prepare yourself..."
"DO IT!!!" Teena screamed, shutting her eyes tight.
"LIGHT OF DEATH!!!" Piccolo once again projected his drill-like ki blast. With Teena holding him fast Raditz had no chance to dodge it this time, as the attack punched through his chest. Teena could feel the white heat of Piccolo's Light of Death under Raditz's back, realizing she only had a split second--
--too late, as the ki blast exited Raditz and ripped through Teena as well, entering just under her breasts and exiting between her shoulder blades. It wasn't so much painful as it was numbing, the blast cauterizing the gaping hole it made through her torso. She immediately felt the weakness overcome her, knowing the blast had struck her heart, her power core, at an angle.
"TEENA!!!" she heard Bulma's voice, hearing her and her circle of friends... Chi-Chi, Launch, Ran Fuan, and Videl, rush to her side. "Oh, God... Teena... no..."
"... Bulma..." Teena gasped softly, smiling weakly. "Sorry... guess I... should've zigged instead of zagged..."
"Hold still, I have my tools!" Bulma said. "We'll get you on life support and then I'll--"
"... too late..." Teena whispered. "... damage... too severe..."
"D-don't talk like that!!" Videl shouted, tears streaming down her cheeks. "... please..."
"... i love you... all of you..." Teena sighed, exhaling her last breath... then went limp, expiring from the world she had swore to protect.
"..." Bulma stared, dumbfounded at Teena's lifeless body, then slumped to her knees. She looked to her friends... Chi-Chi had covered her face with her hands, crying as her body shook with anguished emotion... Launch, her blonde-haired personality, managed to hold back her tears as she lowered her head solemnly, holding back a hysterical Videl, who screamed for Teena to wake up, to open her eyes... and Ran Fuan, who was also in tears, managing to show great maturity by taking the weeping Videl from Launch and hugging her tight, letting the child cry on her shoulder. Bulma looked back down at Teena, and as her tears finally began to well up, she picked up her closest friend in her arms, hugging her tightly as she rocked to and fro, brushing Teena's hair from her face.
"... goodbye, Teena..." Bulma whispered. "... and thank you..."
---
"... the funeral for Earth's greatest heroine, Eighteen, was held earlier today..." a newscaster announced as footage of the sad occasion was shown; it was an open casket affair, with Teena clad in a recreation of her original Red Ribbon attire, her arms crossed over her stomach. "Drawing thousands of bereft mourners, including friends, allies, and political leaders, the King himself had honored Eighteen, and had declared the day she was awakened by Capsule Corporation's Chief of Marketing, Bulma Briefs, as a global holiday of remembrance."
"Teena was like... well, she was a hero to us... to the whole world..." Bulma said in front of the camera. "I think... she'd appreciate this show of support from the people she had devoted her life to protect... she always did enjoy the attention... well, in the biography I helped write I called Teena a digital angel. Now she's a real one... and I know the world will never forget her, for everything she's done."
The scene switched to a city park, where thousands of people were gathered, each one with a lit candle in hand. "We're seeing a live picture at Toriyama Park in West City, where an impromptu candlelight vigil is being held in honor of Eighteen..." the newscaster stated in a voiceover. "Thousands of citizens have come here to pay respects, moved by the loss of a true champion of the people. Let us join them now, in a moment of silence."
"This is so screwed up..." Ran Fuan switched the TV off as she looked to her friends. "There's gotta be something we can do here!"
"We could bring her back with the Dragon Balls! We--" Videl paused, seeing Bulma shake her head. "W-why not?!"
"She'd do the same with us!" Launch said. "Bulma, c'mon! Why can't we try?!"
"It was in her will..." Bulma explained. "She knew there'd come a time when something would happen... where she'd end up dead someday. So she had it written in her last will and testament that she would not be brought back with the Dragon Balls. Because she's a celebrity... a high-profile figure. If we used the Dragon Balls there would be too much exposure on the situation. The existence of the Dragon Balls would be revealed publicly and everyone would want to find them. It'd cause a worldwide furor, the wrong kind of people would discover them... there's a lot of reasons, too many... why we can't use them to bring Teena back. And she knew it."
"... but... that's not fair..." Videl whimpered.
"We can still use the Dragon Balls.." Chi-Chi said. "Remember... Teena was going to use them to cure that girl and others like her. So we should respect that promise she made..."
"... but... I wanted HER to make the wish..."
The girls all turned to see little Tomoko sit in a chair, her body trembling, tears streaming down her anguish-ridden face. "Sh... she promised me... why did she have to die?! Why didn't she avoid that attack--"
--just in time, Teena snapped out of her train of thought, and in half of the split second she needed, bent backwards, Piccolo's Light of Death barely missing Teena's chest as she bridged backward, watching as the attack sent Raditz sailing backwards, hitting the ground several feet behind her.
"... she dodged..." Piccolo blinked, then smirked, staring at the prone Raditz. "At least he didn't."
"... h-how ridiculous..." Raditz sputtered. "... that the greatness of Raditz... should end in the dust... of this stupid... little world..." Raditz managed to laugh weakly. "... I give you credit though... defeating me like you did..."
"Whew..." Teena fell to her back, then quickly bounced back up to her feet in a kippup. "Close one, Piccolo... little too close. If I had chest hair it'd be singed."
"Looks as if we won't need to bring you back to life then..." Piccolo remarked jokingly.
"... what...?" Raditz gasped. "I... don't understand..."
"The seven Dragon Balls..." Piccolo explained. "They can grant any wish. They can even bring the dead back to life."
"... I see..." Raditz coughed. "... I'm glad you told me... because I've just... transmitted the information to my two partners in the depths of space."
"..." Piccolo paused, realizing his error.
"... to sweep this plant clean of all its... human vermin... including you..." Raditz continued. "And then... no doubt... they'll bring me back to life..."
"Smooth, Piccolo..." Teena sighed, walking over to the dying Raditz. "Okay, so when are the other two Stooges gonna show up, Shemp?"
"In your terms... one year..." answered Raditz.
"... in one year..." Piccolo reflected. "... two warriors... even stronger..."
"And how do you like your odds... eh?" Raditz taunted. "I hope you... enjoy your last year... transient joys... are the sweetest... just ask... your fellow insects..."
With an enraged roar Piccolo delivered the final blow, killing Raditz where he lay. "... still laughing?" he muttered. "Indeed... I thought not..." he then paused, seeing that Teena had snatched Raditz's scouter from his head nanoseconds before the blow struck. "Eighteen..."
"He said it was a transmitter..." Teena said, hooking it up to her left ear. "I think it's time we got to know our coming guests..."
"Not a bad strategy..." remarked Piccolo.
Teena smiled at Piccolo, then tapped the base of the scouter. "Hello... testing, one two, one two... can you hear me now? Good!" she glanced at Piccolo. "Always wanted to say that," she noted, sticking her tongue out at him.
"... this is the cyborg who killed Raditz?" a raspy voice sounded out in Teena's ear.
"The name's Eighteen... who am I talking to?"
"I am Vegeta, prince of the Saiyans... my partner's name is Nappa... and I must say these 'Dragon Balls' sound intriguing to me..."
"They should... so you gonna bring your dead buddy back to life with them?"
"Get real. Raditz was killed by power levels barely over a thousand. We're better off without him."
"Yeah, I gotta agree with you there, Veggie. He was a wiseass... so why come to Earth at all?"
"... Veggie..." Teena smirked as she could hear the annoyed tone to Vegeta's voice. "How about immortality? No death! No age! Only an eternity of combat!!"
"Whatever floats your boat..." Teena answered. "You wanna pop on by in a year? Go ahead. Knock yourselves out. Word of warning, though... you cause any trouble on my world, it's your asses."
"Is that a challenge, puppet?"
"If you want it to be."
"Then I leave you with THIS warning. Prepare yourself. Because in one year, I will enjoy sending you to Hell!!" And with that, the feed between Teena and Vegeta was severed.
"What did he say?" Piccolo asked.
"He's gonna send me somewhere hot," Teena answered. "And I got a wild hunch it's nowhere sunny or tropical..."
"Not exactly making new friends, are we?"
"What can I say? Must be how I carry myself... uh, aren't you going to regenerate any time soon?"
Piccolo glanced a the stump of his left arm. "I was focusing all my power towards my attack. I didn't have time to do anything else." Closing his eyes, Piccolo gritted his fanged teeth, and with a roar, a new arm sprouted from where his old arm was, greenish fluid spurting out. "It looks like you have company, Eighteen..."
Teena blinked, and looked up to see a transport ship flying towards the two. With a smile, Teena took a step back, and flew towards the ship, while Piccolo stayed behind, crossing his arms as he scowled. It appears my truce with Eighteen is going to last a year longer... he thought. As much as it sickens me, I'll have to bear it... this situation is much bigger than our petty squabbles.
---
"... and that's how it is..." Teena finished her story as she and her friends re-entered the Kame House. "We got a year before Raditz's partners show up, so we'd better get ready for them."
Tein nodded softly. "We'll have to train hard, then... we'll need to do whatever it takes to defeat these two Saiyans."
"We're all going to pitch in on this..." Teena looked to Bulma, tossing her Raditz's scouter. "We'll need to know when and where they'll land so we can best minimize casualties. Bulma, can you get your best astro-engineers to take the technology from that device and put it to use on Capsule Corp's satellites?"
"I'll do what I can..." Bulma answered, looking over the scouter. "It's an alien technology, so it may not be easy..."
Teena smiled. "You're our resident miracle worker. You'll do okay." She turned to the others. "All of you need big time training, so I'm going to head out to Kami's Lookout to see if he and Mr. Popo can give you guys the same training they gave me."
"It'll be an honor to learn under Kami's wisdom..." Chi-Chi remarked.
"Better let the general populace know, too..." Teena surmised. "Everyone's going to have to be ready for the Saiyans when they show up. I'll tell the King personally and he'll let everyone know."
"Good idea..." Ran Fuan nodded. "What about Piccolo, though?"
"He's on our side for now..." Teena answered. "He sees Saiyans as competition muscling in on his territory. He knows he probably can't stop them on his own so he sees us as a necessary evil, so to speak, to team up with to beat the Saiyans. After they're history though, all bets are off."
"Oh!!" Videl jumped up. "I almost forgot! Anniversary presents!! You gotta open them!!"
"I don't know if..." Bulma sighed, then nodded. "Yeah, why not... maybe we should. To help get out minds off of this for now."
"Open this one first!" Videl held up the present with the air holes. "This is from all of us!"
"Really..." Teena sat down, placing the box on her lap as she raised the lid up. And her eyes widened, reaching in to pull from the box a petite kitten, its fur black with white boots and a streak from its nose down to its belly. "OmiGod... it's adorable...!"
"Tama... you know, Dad's cat? She had kittens a week or so ago and Mom suggested that I give one to you..." Bulma shrugged. "One of her better ideas, actually."
"What're you gonna name her?" asked Krillin.
"Don't know yet..." Teena answered, nuzzling the newborn kitten lovingly. "... I'll think of something."
---
"Good evening, my citizens..." the King, an anthropomorphic dog dressed in a business suit, appeared on television screens all over the globe. "We've endured much as a people... most recently, the threat of the Demon King Piccolo and his reincarnation; if it weren't for the efforts of our champion, Eighteen, the odds are strong that we wouldn't be alive today. We were strong in our resolve then, and in one year we must be stronger than ever. Eighteen has informed me that alien warriors will come to this world in one year's time, and these warriors will bring death and destruction with them.
"But all hope is not lost..." the King continued. "Eighteen has assured me that preparations are being taken as we speak to protect you, the citizens of Earth, from this incoming threat. Specialized shelters are being constructed in all major cities, made to protect the people of Earth, These Sanctuaries Against Final Eradication, or S.A.F.E. Houses, will be tested by Eighteen herself once completed, so she herself will know just how reliable the S.A.F.E. Houses will be. Orbital satellites will be outfitted with special sensors that will detect the invaders in time, long enough for you to get to the S.A.F.E. Houses safely. Finally, it seems that with the threat being so great, the reincarnation of King Piccolo himself will align himself with Eighteen to combat these invaders. With these two warriors, these champions on our side... the future of our planet, I feel, is still as bright as ever--"
"Hmph... he never does know how to keep things short," a male voice spoke as a 60-inch HDTV showing the King's public announcement was turned off. He stood with his arms crossed, a similar height to Teena, with black hair that hung down to his neck and the same icy blue eyes as Teena, and was clad in a black shirt, a brown trenchcoat, blue jeans, and a red scarf. Next to him was a seven foot tall man with a red mohawk on his head and equally ice blue eyes, and was clad in a black bodysuit and gold body armor.
"What is the objective in light of this situation?" the giant asked, his voice with a slight metallic tone.
"Sit and wait, brother..." the ebon-haired man answered. "We wait and see who comes out victorious in this war. Then destroy the winner. Until then, we continue training."
"Understood," the giant nodded.
The man smirked at the giant, then pulled out a fashion magazine with Teena herself on the cover, glaring at it. "You better win, dear sister. Because I have many moves prepared to take you down." The magazine suddenly caught fire in his hand, and he gazed down at the flames with a mix of delight and hatred.
And elsewhere, the announcement made by the King was also received by other less-than-savory individuals; in a huge underground fortress where a multitude of robots were hard at work mass-producing large insectoid machines, there hung from cables and wires a faceless android, looking for all the world like an unfinished work in progress.
"Interesting turn of events, isn't it?"
The incomplete android turned to face an old man dressed in a lavish business suit, his hair long and white save for a bald top, his face framed with a bushy moustache. "And here we are, busy building an army of Spiderwasps in preparation for all-out conquest. And now in a year it seems a duo of aliens are going to beat us to it! A shame, isn't it my 1st?"
[... i can kill them for you...] a broken doll-like voice whispered, as a cute ivory-skinned gothette dressed in black leather emerged from the shadows, her hair gleaming and chromium, styled in both a ponytail and a length braid. [... their plans are nothing compared to yours, father... may i may i eviscerate them...?]
"Patience, my 19th..." the old man said. "To paraphrase an old saying, 'all good things succumb to those who wait.' If anything, it will provide us with invaluable data on how well the 18th is improving, so we can improve better than she can."
[... aww... i wanted to have fun...] Nineteen pouted, sighing sadly.
"Well, what of Violet? You've had her for a while now... you've become bored with her at last, I take it?"
[... i think i broke her last night...] Nineteen shrugged sheepishly. [... she's in the infirmary now...]
"Now we agreed, Nineteen... once Violet bored you, you would give her to the 21st." The old man crossed his arms. "Look at it this way. At least the 21st can put on a bit of a show for you."
[... yes, that's right...] Nineteen smiled softly. [... i like my baby brother... he inspires me so much... maybe he'll inspire me now...]
"That's the spirit..." the old man nodded. "So let's take Violet to him, shall we?"
[... yes, we shall...]
---
"D... damn you, Gero..." gasped Violet; the woman who was once the Red Ribbon Army's best general was now helpless, strapped to a gurney and in nothing but a hospital gown as she was wheeled down a hallway. "You... kept me to that... that twisted mechanical slut... f-for too long!! She... v-violated me... she paralyzed me--!!"
[... how was i to know severing your spine would do that...?] Nineteen feigned innocence.
"Now now... I apologize for all that, but how can I say no to one of my most favorite creations?" said the old man.. Dr. Klaus Gero... as he and Nineteen brought Violet to a dark room.
"You... promised me you'd... place me in your Android Program...!!" hissed Violet. "You l-lied to me!!"
"My dear, I am many many things, but a liar isn't one of them..." Dr. Gero said as he faced the seething Violet. "I promised you you would be a part of my Android Program. And I never intended to go back on my promise, despite the... delays I'm sure the 19th had caused. So now it's time to make good on that promise, Violet." A pair of eerie, glowing pink eyes suddenly opened up in the darkness behind Gero. "... just not in the way you believed, though."
Violet's eyes widened in aghast fright. "W-what the hell is that?!!"
"A work in progress..." Dr. Gero answered. "The 21st... though because of the unique way he's constructed, he's adopted a special name for himself..."
[... cell...] Nineteen completed in an almost adoring fashion, clasping her hands together in delight.
The strange creature... Cell... extended his tail-like appendage, slipping the tip under the straps binding Violet's hands and feet and snapping them loose. Before she can react, Cell lunged forward and seized her by her shoulders, and upon seeing him clearly, Violet screamed; he resembled something imagined by H.R. Giger himself, a mix of human and insect with dark green chitin, glowing pink eyes, mandibles dripping with ooze-like drool, book lungs under his carapace breathing in and out in a rapid pace. Cell's tail tip suddenly split open to reveal a mouth-like orifice, and Violet's screams were muffled as it enveloped her head and shoulders.
[... ooooo...!] Nineteen cooed happily, watching Cell's tail draw Violet's body into it with morbid excitement. [... he's eating her! he likes her... yum yum...!]
"Cell is absorbing her..." Dr. Gero explained. "Her memories and skills, everything that she was, is going to be a part of him."
[... cell... my inspiration, oh, cell...] Nineteen purred, watching on, transfixed to where Violet's body ended and Cell's tail began, shivering as her hips passed through. [... father, i wish to stay and keep my beautiful cell company...]
"As you wish..." Dr. Gero nodded, turning to walk away. Nineteen glanced at his departure, then turned to face Cell's tail, watching Violet's thighs get enveloped, until her legs from the knees down were sticking out. Nineteen knelt down, licking Cell's face with her liquid metallic tongue from his mandibles to his crown, reaching up to caress Violet's twitching legs from her calves to her soles, shuddering almost orgasmically as she watched Cell suck up Violet's legs up to her ankles.
[... how does she taste...?] Nineteen asked.
"Delicious..." Cell growled, as Violet's feet slipped past his tail, disappearing within as the tail tip closed. Nineteen giggled, hugging the bulge that was once Violet in Cell's tail, caressing it lovingly.
[... you're my most favorite little brother...] Nineteen praised, watching the bulge vanish within Cell's body.[... i can't wait to see you in action...]
"Neither can I..." Cell replied, his pink eyes glowing brighter as his mandibles seemed to smile.
-- TO BE CONTINUED.