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Chapter Three: Trouble in Gingertown

Italics thoughts/flashbacks/telepathy etc.

Bulma stood aghast at the female. She stood at about 5' 9", with crimson hair that fell to her neck. She had the same crystal gray Android eyes, with a lime green vest that was over top of a black belly shirt that read RR. She also wore a lime green mini-skirt that matched her vest.

"Hey, it's my buddy, Bulma!" chuckled the Android as she slowly strode toward Bulma. Bulma gaped wide, it was yet another Android. And even more shocking, she knew her name.

"G-g-get away fr-from me!!" shrieked Bulma. The Android frowned a sarcastic frown,

"You make me sad Bulma, I though of you like a sister. So intelligent†If you would let me take you to Seiku, he could make you strong. Like me" hissed the Android. "But how rude, I'm Android 23." Bulma smirked, and shook her fist at 23.

"My husband slaughtered the other Android! What makes YOU any different?" shouted Bulma. The Android slapped Bulma in the face, drawing blood from her cheek.

"How DARE you!" scolded 23, "I am a superior model to that hunk of crap, 21. It would take exactly 100 of model to even HARM me. It is a very insult comparing me to him†I beg your apology, otherwise†I might kill," Android 23's hand moved over slowly, until it was square with Dr. Briefs. "Your father!" Bulma got back up in defense of her father.

"Get away from him, you†you psycho!" shrieked Bulma. Android 23 smiled and laughed heartily.

"I admire your courage Bulma, but who is going to protect him, YOU?!" chuckled 23 as she fell into a fit of laughter.

"Actually, 23, I Am." Came a voice into the fray. 23 froze with terror, and slowly pivoted around.

"N-no-not you!" shrieked 23. Android 18 stepped out of the crowd, and gaped in horror.

"Anâ€Android 17!" she said, tears in her eyes. The figure approached 18, as she eased off a bit.

"Actually, no. Android 22 is my name, slaughtering is my game." He said stroking his blonde highlights in his neck length hair. "But worry not, I am only looking for two specific people, 21 and 23. The purpose is only for Master Seiku to know, so step aside 18." He explained.

"NO!" she exclaimed. Android 22 put his hand in the backhand slap position, and contacted with her chest, sending her hurtling into a nearby building.

"Anyone else wanna second the motion?" sarcastically asked 22. Android 22 leapt infront of 23, and slammed his palm into her chest. She shrieked, and evaporated inside of the mysterious orange device. "G'day!" he said, as he flew into the air.

Gingertown Highway

"Bra! Did you see that?" questioned Vegeta.

"Y-yes! I d-did, it was a white light!" answered Bra. Vegeta put his hand under his chin, and did some thinking.

Why can't I sense it's power level! It can't possibly be another†no†not another Android. AND IT CAME FROM GINGERTOWN!! Bulma and the others are most certainly gone, we have no choice I have to follow it. "You'll have to forgive me for doing this Bra, but you can't come with me, it is to dangerous." So Vegeta cupped his hand, and slammed into the back of Bra's head, she lifelessly fell to the ground. With saying nothing, Vegeta leapt into the air, and pursued the strange pulsating light.

Well, how was it! R/R, flame if you'd like! C/C would also be nice!

Chapter Four: A Super Android