Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or any related characters. I do own
Cynenba, Hurakan, the Prometheus Star, Dark Knight, and the new character
Crimson (he's the sentient AI of Cynenba's new ship). I'm dedicating this
chapter to my dad, Calvin Randell, Who passed away on January 26th, 2003.
This one's for you dad!
Krillin was having a very weird, weird month. First Vegeta had gone super Saiyin three, then he had up and disappeared along with his Bulma who had simply vanished from the face of the Earth, Master Roshi's island blew up like it had gotten hit by a nuke, and now he was flying toward Capsule Corp with Gohan and Videl, Android 18 and Marron, Trunks close on their heels. He was trying to figure out just what the hell was going on. He couldn't understand it. The strange artificial planet in orbit reminded him a lot of the Big Gete Star, the artificial planet that Cooler had taken possession of. He remembered Goku telling him how he and Vegeta had fought long and hard to take down the cybernetically enhanced brother of Freiza, and how Goku had overloaded the Big Gete's absorbers to make sure he stayed down, by destroying that which kept on bringing him back. He felt a cold chill shiver up and down his spine, causing him to twitch rather noticeably. Trunks noticed it and flew up along side the ex-monk. Krillin still had a hard time believing in how much Trunks and Vegeta looked so much alike, except of course for the purple hair that Trunks sported
"Hey buddy, what's up? Something on your mind, or did you twitch just now because you just had brain fart or something", Trunks spoke up, startling the monk from his thoughts, who looked over to his friend and Saiyin-human hybrid. He had a slightly stunned look on his usually calm face, which got Trunks more worried than he already was. "Come on, dude, what's going on with you? You've been as jumpy as a kangaroo on cocaine, with a hint of acid!" That little line got Trunks a response he was not expecting at all. "Get lost he-bitch, or I will KILL you very, very slowly". Trunks looked at him like he just sprouted a tail in the wrong place. He then powered up for a massive speed boost, and then shot off with a massive explosion of power, leaving everybody tumbling and struggling to regain control after being thrown by the blast After they all regained control of themselves, Krillin yelled out, "Hey! What the fuck was that for?! Damn it!" and preceded to give the Ki trail of Trunks the finger, then took off after the odd-behaving hybrid teenager, with a grim need to punch his lights out.
He was just powering up for a speed boost of his own when he felt a cold chill so intensely devoid of warmth, he stopped in mid-air and grabbed his chest, as though he was going to have a heart attack, and screamed, as a fiery pain erupted inside of his heart, and simultaneously, a vicious, burning cold pierced his brain. Everybody stopped in mid-air and whipped the eyes to Krillin who just lost consciousness, proceeding to drop like a heavy stone. Android 18 was the first to reach him, catching the smaller man in her arms, worry and panic creeping over her usually calm, angelic face. "Krillin? Krillin, sweetheart, wake up! Hey, come on now, this isn't funny. Come on, baldy, WAKE UP!! KRILLIN!!" Android 18 was now practically screaming in his ear, her cries rising to shrill pitches, hurting everybody's ears. Marron quickly floated over to her parents, trying to calm down her mother, and yet simultaneously trying to wake up her father. She wasn't having much luck either way. Gohan soon joined the two women, trying to calm down both of them, as well as wake His unconscious friend, with Videl right by his side.
The situation was border-lining on mass panic, when Krillin's eyes burst open, a sickly shade of red light beaming from them like light from a powerful strobe light. His eyes focused right into 18's eyes, casting a deep purple glint on her ice blue eyes. He smiled a cruel and malicious smile, and spoke in a voice that was not of this earth. "Hey baby, why the long face? You couldn't wait till we were alone, is that it? Okay. Have it your way". His voice was so deep it was inhuman. It seemed to vibrate with volume and intensity, and was sharpened by a vague hiss on the edge, with a gurgling noise distorting every word ever so slightly. 18 looked ready to scream, because when Krillin floated out of her arms, he began to change.
His skin turned a sickening shade of purple, like an old blood vessel, most of his body began developing a thick coat of spiky black fur, leaving only his chest, hands, and face uncovered. Krillin's body began to expand and swell as well, not so much like a balloon, but more like a persons muscle mass increasing during a power-up. His torso and limbs started to stretch out at an agonizingly slow pace, becoming longer, and the sound of bones popping, breaking, resetting, and then breaking again making everyone's stomach threaten to convulse. For over a minute it went on. Krillin had grown far too big for his clothes, just barely covered in the torn rags that remained.
He felt something exploded out of his back sending new waves of torture screaming through his nervous system. Krillin ached as he looked over his shoulder and saw a fifteen-foot long wing, bird-like wing, covered in feathers that were the same color that his skin had turned, covered in crimson, shining because of the sunlight reflecting of a thin coating of blood. He looked over his other shoulder and saw a matching appendage, glistening with blood in the afternoon sun.
After ten seconds more of agonizing transformation, Krillin was now over eight feet in height, sported a pair of wings whose span had doubled, a long shaggy reptilian tail, feet as long as his fore arm, both of which were as long as his torso, and a very disturbing reptilian face.
He smiled at Android 18 and hissed, "I...AM...EVIL!! Come to me...my queen!" Android 18 screamed.
Android 18 screamed. She shot up in bed, a cold sweat dripping over every inch of her creamy skin, soaking the sheets, and feeling like ice, sending shivers up and down her spine, she looked over, hoping against hope that Krillin was with her, and that he was alright. When she saw the space beside her empty, she was just about ready to have a panic attack. She looked ready to leap right out of her skin when Krillin rushed in the door, a tall glass of water in one hand, a Ki ball in the other, and one of those "Let's fight" looks plastered all over his face. He whipped his head from side so side, whispering, "where is he, where is he, where is he?!", anger dripping off of every word like poison.
She arched an eyebrow, this little scene calming her down tremendously, and causing her to respond with, "What the hell do you mean 'where is he?'" Krillin was just about to answer when a green blur shot out from the bed and out the window, and crashing down onto a sports car just passing by. A high-pitched scream and an angry "Special Beam Cannon" followed, accompanied by a nuke type blast wave and a mushroom cloud, and the two spouses looked at each other with varying expressions.
Krillin looked ready to kill, and Android 18 was blushing fiercely, a very nervous smile, and a "What?" expression on her face. As Krillin began to tirade about 18's extra-curricular activities, Piccolo blasted through the wall, wearing glistening purple pants, a black turtle neck, and a shirt- jacket to match the pants, with a silver cross on a chain around his neck. He was hunched over, arms hanging down; fingers curled into claws, his razor sharp nails glistening with blood. Krillin and 18 stared in shock at the surreal scene giving them a fang filled smile and an evil gaze. Before either of them could respond, he vanished in a blur of speed, and made them both dead. First he reappeared over next to Krillin and Special Beam Cannon blasted his head off. He then whipped out the room, smashed into Marron's room and tore her throat out with his teeth before she could scream. He reappeared sitting next to Android 18, eyes closed and smiling, blood splattered all over his emerald green face. He opened his right eye and growled a "was it good for you too?" 18 screamed again.
Yet she was still dreaming. A dream within a dream, so to speak. She found Krillin sleeping peacefully along side of her, a massive goofy grin plastered from one side of his face to the other. She almost fell on top of him, wanting to hug him to death and cry her heart out. She stopped herself when she felt a bizarre Ki signal coming from far away. It was bizarre because it wasn't natural. More artificial, more like hers, yet distinctly different. It was completely devoid of organically based Ki, but ridiculously potent nonetheless. It felt more like the kind of Ki she detected when she was around Android 16. While he was something of a sweetheart, he was still a synthetic killing machine built by Dr. Gero.
As she began scanning in more detail, she felt something else there too. It was so powerful; simply aware of it gave her a vicious migraine. She grabbed her head, trying to force away the pain, but to no avail. She suddenly felt herself go rigid with fear. This power that she was picking up on was familiar. Not only that, it was like sensing Cell and that creepy pink freak, Majin Boo...simultaneously. Not like they were standing close to each other, but like they were physically one person. One monster would definitely be more apt.
As she shivered in fear, whispering, "Kami-Sama, no. Not again. Please not again" over and over again. As she whispered and ranted, Krillin came to, and gave a sleepy-eyed "what the..." then sat up when it hit him that something was distinctly out of place. He placed a hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed it, trying to get her attention. Krillin got her attention alright...in the form of a savage punch to the head, sending him right through the wall. 18 sat dumbfounded when she saw the hole that she made, using her husband as the blunt object.
She leapt out of bed, through the hole, and saw Krillin sprawled out in the bathroom tub, cracked tile occasionally plinking off his head, water from the busted pipe spraying on him, failing to rouse him to consciousness. She quickly hopped through the hole in the bathroom wall Krillin had made and ran practically fell on top him, shaking him a little bit too enthusiastically. Marron popped her head from behind the remnants of the wall and sweat dropped. She squeaked, "I don't think it's a good idea to be shaking him like that, mom".
Android 18 shot Marron a withering glare and went back to trying to shake Krillin into consciousness. Marron shouted, "Mom, knock it off! You're gonna hurt dad worse than you already have!" Android 18 froze like a statue. She turned to face her daughter, anger burning in her eyes. She stood and walked over to Marron, an icy aura coming off of her like something flash frozen tossed into a sauna. Before she could register the movement, Marron received a wicked slap upside the face, nail marks raked across her face, causing her to stumble. Marron placed her hand against her cheek, coming away with bright red streaks on it.
"Momma? Why...why did you slap me?" Marron whispered, shell shocked after being slapped by her mother. 18 couldn't believe she slapped her either. Just when she started to verbalize some semblance of an answer, she heard a moan and turned around, facing Krillin again, who was now back on his feet, although not all that stable. He painfully whispered, "Hey no shouting. Fuck, I feel like I've been on drinking binge with Master Roshi! Anybody get the number of the truck that hit me, 'cause somebody gonna get they ass kicked!" 18 wrapped her arms around Krillin in a bear hug, coming close to reducing him to a mushy paste. He was just able to hack out, "ACK!...need...air!"
Android 18 blinked a couple of times, then got the clue, and let him go. As Krillin sucked in a huge lungful of air, swelling up like a balloon, 18 stood up, with hands behind back, and quipped, "the number of the truck was 18", a fierce blush blatant on her face. Krillin gave her an off-skew look, one eyebrow arched, his mouth making an "O", and his eyes giving her a wary look. Without warning, he burst out laughing, grabbing his chest and wiping away tears he was laughing so hard. He was chortling and giggling like someone high on cocaine. 18 and Marron both were wide-eyed at Krillin's mad laughter, wondering what he smoking. As Krillin toned down the laughter, he just managed to get out between chuckles, "And people say you lost your kick! HA!"
Just as he started up again, Marron chided, "Don't you mean 'punch', Dad?" Krillin stopped laughing altogether and turned to his daughter, wide-eyed and stunned, just like his wife. Marron grinned sheepishly at her parent's stares and shrugged. They all broke out laughing soon after, trying not to fall on their asses they were laughing so damn hard. After twelve minutes of constant laughter, they were all beat-faced and out of breath. They composed themselves and decided to get out of the bathroom and back to bed. 18 and Marron went downstairs to take care of Marron's injured cheek. When Krillin picked up on it, he went crazy, vilely cursing Piccolo for wrecking his family life and vowing to castrate the Namek!
Halfway down the stairs, shot back up, facing the diminutive Z-fighter. 18 and Marron looked ready to jump out a window then face an angry ex-monk, when all of a sudden, they all felt like they were freezing solid. When they felt the strongest source of cold was at their feet, they looked down- and screamed. They WERE freezing solid! Literally!
As the ice began to creep up their legs, a hideous laugh resounded through the house, so intense, it shattered everything glass, reducing the shards to powder, before they had a chance to fall but an inch. Somehow, everybody's eardrums survived intact, though thoroughly sore. They held their hands over their ears as the laughter continued, sounding way too much like Majin Boo to be a good thing, that deep, haughty laugh he had which had been beyond annoying. As they struggled to break the ice with fists and Ki shots, they were suddenly aware of a presence exuding a level of malice and cruelty that would of sickened Kid Boo. They realized not only the dark extent of this being's power, they realized where it was: it was right behind them!
They all turned around, as slow as possible, maybe hoping that turning slowly would lessen the impact of seeing the devil that was giving off such a terrible aura. This was not to be so. In fact, this only enhanced the impact.
What they saw had blue metal skin, gleaming like sunlight was reflecting off of it. Over its blue metal epidermis, it wore fanciful gold armor covering its legs up to over half-way up the thighs, its arms to half way up the biceps, the chest and shoulders, and the head. The armor was quite decorative, with the shoulder armor stretching out wide, and then branching off into animal claw shaped structures, one "claw" pointing up, the other down, with vents, with fancifully crafted plating adding to the bulk, with curved spikes and blades on the plating, not to mention all the jewels and exposed circuitry they saw.
The chest armor was rather plain in comparison, but still quite decorative. The rather organic looking armor was just as ornate on the lower half. Instead of boots, the armored beast had two-toed feet, sheathed in the same blue metal skin as the rest of the exposed body. As they looked, they saw an armored tail swinging back and forth, smashing everything close to pieces.
As they looked on in horror the thing that had suddenly appeared raised its arm and pointed right at Krillin. The instant the thing pointed at Krillin, the ice his legs were incased in began racing up his body, freaking the poor guy out, and causing 18 and Marron to scream bloody murder. As they watched helplessly, Krillin's struggling stopped when the ice reached his neck. Instead of encasing his head, the ice seemed to pull away from his head and give him some breathing room. Unfortunately, that was not to be the case, for the edge of the ice sharpened to a razors edge, and closed sharply on Krillin's neck.
A wet "SCHLUK" resounded up and down the hall as the icy blades severed Krillin's head from his body. Instead of falling off right away, it stayed in place, giving false hope to the women held within a monsters cold grip (pardon the pun).
"Dad? Are you okay?" Marron asked, ready to jump clear out of her skin. As if in response, Krillin's head began to turn towards her, causing her to smile that her father was okay, but just as his head had just about turned to face her, it rolled forward-and off. For a split second, there was an eerie quiet in the house. In the next split second, the sound of women screaming exploded the peace of the night. Just what the armored monster wanted. Oh, such music could lull him to sleep each night. Hey, why not?
Just as the perverse idea came into being, one of the screaming woman's' screams changed...into a battle cry. Android 18, one of Dr. Sven Gero's greatest creations, powered up to her maximum, shattered her ice cocoon like it didn't even exist in the first place, and decided to do what her creator had designed her for: KILLING! She surprised the mechanoid by firing off a full power Ki blast, right square in its ugly blue face. The blast rammed its head back, and rammed the whole entity right through the wall and into the night sky. The sky caught fire, ablaze with the power that 18 had put into that revenge minded Ki blast. As the fire and smoke cleared from the explosion, the machine monster gently floated down to the ground as though nothing had happened and faded away, a broad grin on its face.
As a wild-eyed Android 18 began to power down, she looked down at the head of the man she had loved. She knelt down and picked it up, falling to her knees, an expression of mild surprise frozen on his face. Android 18 just looked at the head, staring blankly into the face that had conveyed a goofy sense of humor and manner, a face that had helped its owner impart a world of love into 18's life. Now that face was still, lifeless, and blank. She felt a water of tears behind her eyelids. She let them, wailing and cursing to heaven and beyond.
If you were to ask Dende about how things were on the lookout, he'd answer this way: "What lookout?" He would say that what had been the once majestic lookout, had now been turned into crown jewel of a nightmare. Rather, it was now a nightmare PALACE for a nightmare KING.
Instead of floating freely, it was now connected to Korrin's tower, which had been extended so it connected with the bowl shaped structures center. The tower itself was being built out as well as up. The tower would soon be the same diameter as the lookout. The result would be a tower as wide as the lookout had been, maybe a little wider, and several miles in height, topped off with Kami's palace at the peak The palace itself was currently being torn down by robotic drones under the command of Cynenba, the biomechanical monstrosity that had once been the fusion demon named Janenba. Now he was some kind of cybernetically enhanced killing machine with designs for the universe. Speaking of designs, what was replacing the palace was what Dende believed had to be the biggest, most perverted idea for a throne that Dende had ever seen.
The throne had what two curved beams stretching away from it, each one so long, they almost went over the edge of what was once Kami's Lookout, then curved back in, ending razor sharp blades, resembling the horns of a devil. The "horns" were one part to the actual backrest of the throne, the other part being a massive padded cushion fitted to insert between the horns. The arm rests looked more like massive control consoles, each shaped like a bird's wing folded against its body. A super computer designed in the form of a tetrahedron backed the entire throne, with three smaller tetrahedrons sticking out of the three floor-level corners of the construct. The entire thing had pipes and tubes coming out of everywhere. What made it perverse, was the remains of dead people, some fresh, some quite old were attached to the tetrahedron shell, the horns of the throne and the control panel arm- rests.
Some of the people of poor souls attached to this unholy object weren't all dead though. Some bodies were still alive, surgically disassembled, then put back together as part of this abomination, and kept alive by alien life support systems that looked like jumbles of junked machines and barbaric surgical implements, and what looked like torture apparatus as well.
The entire sight made Dende retch violently every time he saw the hellish thing, and this time was no exception. He was just about to run away and scream his heart out in a corner for what must have been the thousandth time when Cynenba reappeared. He was smiling. What's more, he was cackling like some demented fool. He walked straight to his new throne, and thumped down into it, laughing like he had just gone completely out of his metal skull, even as snaking pipes and tubes shot out of the throne and began hooking up to him. He settled down for a minute and happily hummed to himself for a minute, then beckoned Dende over with a massive black claw, bearing his fangs in a vampiric smile, chuckling under his breath.
"Now what? What can that demonic beast want now?!" Dende was just about ready to have a mental breakdown at the prospect of having to get close to that satanic throne, but if he didn't well...it would be asexual lizard soup for dinner. As he got closer, e could here the moans of those integrated into the throne and started to hyperventilate. He had only gotten five steps when Cynenba had angrily shouted, "Sometime this week you little green homo!" Dende ran as fast as his pink-heeled feet could carry him, and stopped right in front of the devil himself. He was shaking and looking at the various faces of the condemned who started to look at him as though he could end all their pain, and avenge them. 'Maybe not yet, but soon', he thought to himself.
Cynenba bent forward and stated simply, "I've got a plan", in a sing-song kind of voice. He then burst out laughing and cackling, vicious teeth bore to the world. 'Kami-Sama, what the hell has this evil thing have in store for the world now?' Dende thought, fear permeating every fiber of his being as he saw Cynenba raise his finger above his head and fire a KI blast straight up.
The Ki shot flew through space at the speed of light, shooting straight out of Earths atmosphere like a comet passing through the void, then split off into two smaller beams. After what seemed like an eternity, but in fact had only been a few minutes, one of the beams hit what seemed to be an invisible wall in space, causing space itself to ripple like water. After a moment, the shimmering space seemed to pull away from something, like it was a sheet being removed from whatever was concealed underneath.
The "whatever" had been the space ship that Cynenba had ordered the Prometheus Star to build for him. From within, a voice spoke, a voice that seemed to come from the very walls themselves, from every deck plate and circuit and wall panel and bulkhead. The voice was like the voice of God, powerful and filled with strength, like rushing water and rolling thunder, yet soft and deep like an elderly father would have. The voice said three simple words, "Master...Crimson comes". Even as the words toke form, the ship turned toward the Earth and started to move, gradually accelerating, then disappearing in a blur of hyper-speed.
The second beam had found its mark few minutes later, striking a long spear shaped antennae protruding from a massive dome on the surface of the Prometheus Star. Deep within the structure, right at its core was a massive cylindrical platform. The platform was centered in a massive chamber, eight hundred feet across, on top of what looked like a massive nuclear reactor covered in metal pipes and car engine looking parts. The chamber the machine was situated in had eight walls like a massive octagon; lined with computer banks, display screens, transparent fluid pipes and workstations. The details of the chamber hard to see, almost no light present in the room at all.
The platform itself that was atop the reactor was one part computer, one part robotic assembly device, and one part stasis system, sunken it the center. Above the machine, a bulbous looking contraption with tubes and cables hanging down from it, covered in robotic arms equipped with various industrial tools. The same went for the top of the cylinder. The bulb- shaped machine spun like a wheel so many degrees, then back again, and then back the other way, all of the industrial robot arms working on something or other. What they were working on was hidden in the deep shadows of the lab, and from the fidgeting it was doing, it was quite anxious to leave the confines of the laboratory. It was also quite massive, its bulk just barely able to stay in the sunken portion of the automated devices top.
The entity had its legs pressed against its chest as much as it cloud, four massively bulky arms wrapped around the legs. The creature's thickly muscled neck raised its unarmored head toward a computer screen that had floated down from the ceiling and placed itself right in front of the beast's iguana-like head. The light from the screen reflected off the machinery implanted into the monsters skinless neck and face. The moist red muscle tissue quivering as the screen began displaying a large amount of data, one piece catching it all six of its cruel eyes. The purples of its eyes glowed for a moment, illuminating the whitish-green veins and fiery iris'. It smiled, teeth gleaming in the dim light and slowly growled out, "activation command acknowledged. Initiating departure...momentarily".
The robotic arms finished their work by armoring the neck and head, plus stimulating hair growth on a layer of skin that covered the back of the head and scalp. In seconds, a massive flame of hair sprouted from the tissue. A few seconds more, and the hair began to radiate a yellowish glow. Its color flashed from jet black to shining gold then back again. After another flash of gold, the lab erupted in golden light. The monsters hair had turned gold. The biomech touched two fingers from one of its hands against its forehead and disappeared, utilizing instant transmission, a technique picked up from the Saiyin Goku.
Outside, the creature, still curled into a ball, smirked to itself as it began to straiten out. It spread its four arms wide, stretching them strait, working them to get the stiffness out. It then lowered its legs away from its chest, revealing it entirely.
The biomech was sheer black from head to toe. It wore blood red, knee high metal boots, armored in ornate, organic looking plating. The biomech's feet were two-thirds the length of the creatures legs, ending in four thick, black digits, which ended in silver-gray talons that stuck out of the open toes of the boots. It had heavily armored matching gauntlets one each of its four arms, each decorated with singular rows of lizard scale shaped plates, each one sporting a rounded blue crystal in the center. The rounded gauntlets covered ever thing from the elbow up to the hands, but left the jet-black fingers bare, allowing them to show off six foot polished gray serrated claws they sported.
At the base of its spine, a thickly muscled tail whipped back and forth, reaching a length of over forty-five feet, sporting a line of vertebrae- like armor running the tails length and up the back of the biomech, stopping at the base of the skull. The biomech's armor was completed by the form-fitting body armor that covered the entire upper body, the chest, and lower body (which oddly made it look like it was wearing a tight metal speedo!).
The biomech smiled to itself as it felt the power surging through it. It hadn't felt this good since...since...NEVER!! It was psyching itself up, readying for a hell of a fight, when it heard its masters voice it its head say, "I'm glad you decided to join this little party my esteemed warrior. The plan is proceeding well, and so I thought that we might have a little...celebration. There are a few...groceries, that I want you pick up, oh, and feel free to cause some havoc while you're at it. Just don't get ahead of yourself, okay. There's still so much to do! You got all that...Vegeta Metallix?" Cynenba finished, adding that last part with slight hesitation.
Vegeta Metallix answered, "understood, sir. Oh, and sir", then mentally sucked up some air and mentally screamed, "GO FUCK YOURSELF ROBO-SHIT!! YOU LUCKY THAT I"VE GOT THIS CONTROL IMPLANT IN MY HEAD OR KAMI HELP ME, I'D FUCKING KILL YOU!" he then shot into space like a rocket, then turned back toward earth, mentally laughing all the way, glad that even though he didn't have a choice in following orders, he still had his defiant personality in tact.
Back on the lookout, Cynenba's eyes were bugging out of his cybernetic skull, rolled wwwaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy back, limbs locked, and mouth hanging open. He shakily squeaked, "Ouch". Dende wondered what happened to him, then smiled wickedly that the fucked up tin can got freaked out, by what, he really didn't give a damn...Man, he was sure swearing a lot lately. Maybe Eminem and D12 could use a new member. He's already got the bad language part down, so why not!
Author's Notes: Hey everybody, I've finally got chapter six done, and hope you have enjoyed reading it and I have enjoyed writing it. I'm sorry that it took me so long to finish it, but I've had just so much school work to finish, you'd go crazy just thinking about it. Good thing for me I'm ALREADY CRAZY!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!! (sorry, psycho moment!) Till next time, fanfictioners, same fantime, same fanchannel
Krillin was having a very weird, weird month. First Vegeta had gone super Saiyin three, then he had up and disappeared along with his Bulma who had simply vanished from the face of the Earth, Master Roshi's island blew up like it had gotten hit by a nuke, and now he was flying toward Capsule Corp with Gohan and Videl, Android 18 and Marron, Trunks close on their heels. He was trying to figure out just what the hell was going on. He couldn't understand it. The strange artificial planet in orbit reminded him a lot of the Big Gete Star, the artificial planet that Cooler had taken possession of. He remembered Goku telling him how he and Vegeta had fought long and hard to take down the cybernetically enhanced brother of Freiza, and how Goku had overloaded the Big Gete's absorbers to make sure he stayed down, by destroying that which kept on bringing him back. He felt a cold chill shiver up and down his spine, causing him to twitch rather noticeably. Trunks noticed it and flew up along side the ex-monk. Krillin still had a hard time believing in how much Trunks and Vegeta looked so much alike, except of course for the purple hair that Trunks sported
"Hey buddy, what's up? Something on your mind, or did you twitch just now because you just had brain fart or something", Trunks spoke up, startling the monk from his thoughts, who looked over to his friend and Saiyin-human hybrid. He had a slightly stunned look on his usually calm face, which got Trunks more worried than he already was. "Come on, dude, what's going on with you? You've been as jumpy as a kangaroo on cocaine, with a hint of acid!" That little line got Trunks a response he was not expecting at all. "Get lost he-bitch, or I will KILL you very, very slowly". Trunks looked at him like he just sprouted a tail in the wrong place. He then powered up for a massive speed boost, and then shot off with a massive explosion of power, leaving everybody tumbling and struggling to regain control after being thrown by the blast After they all regained control of themselves, Krillin yelled out, "Hey! What the fuck was that for?! Damn it!" and preceded to give the Ki trail of Trunks the finger, then took off after the odd-behaving hybrid teenager, with a grim need to punch his lights out.
He was just powering up for a speed boost of his own when he felt a cold chill so intensely devoid of warmth, he stopped in mid-air and grabbed his chest, as though he was going to have a heart attack, and screamed, as a fiery pain erupted inside of his heart, and simultaneously, a vicious, burning cold pierced his brain. Everybody stopped in mid-air and whipped the eyes to Krillin who just lost consciousness, proceeding to drop like a heavy stone. Android 18 was the first to reach him, catching the smaller man in her arms, worry and panic creeping over her usually calm, angelic face. "Krillin? Krillin, sweetheart, wake up! Hey, come on now, this isn't funny. Come on, baldy, WAKE UP!! KRILLIN!!" Android 18 was now practically screaming in his ear, her cries rising to shrill pitches, hurting everybody's ears. Marron quickly floated over to her parents, trying to calm down her mother, and yet simultaneously trying to wake up her father. She wasn't having much luck either way. Gohan soon joined the two women, trying to calm down both of them, as well as wake His unconscious friend, with Videl right by his side.
The situation was border-lining on mass panic, when Krillin's eyes burst open, a sickly shade of red light beaming from them like light from a powerful strobe light. His eyes focused right into 18's eyes, casting a deep purple glint on her ice blue eyes. He smiled a cruel and malicious smile, and spoke in a voice that was not of this earth. "Hey baby, why the long face? You couldn't wait till we were alone, is that it? Okay. Have it your way". His voice was so deep it was inhuman. It seemed to vibrate with volume and intensity, and was sharpened by a vague hiss on the edge, with a gurgling noise distorting every word ever so slightly. 18 looked ready to scream, because when Krillin floated out of her arms, he began to change.
His skin turned a sickening shade of purple, like an old blood vessel, most of his body began developing a thick coat of spiky black fur, leaving only his chest, hands, and face uncovered. Krillin's body began to expand and swell as well, not so much like a balloon, but more like a persons muscle mass increasing during a power-up. His torso and limbs started to stretch out at an agonizingly slow pace, becoming longer, and the sound of bones popping, breaking, resetting, and then breaking again making everyone's stomach threaten to convulse. For over a minute it went on. Krillin had grown far too big for his clothes, just barely covered in the torn rags that remained.
He felt something exploded out of his back sending new waves of torture screaming through his nervous system. Krillin ached as he looked over his shoulder and saw a fifteen-foot long wing, bird-like wing, covered in feathers that were the same color that his skin had turned, covered in crimson, shining because of the sunlight reflecting of a thin coating of blood. He looked over his other shoulder and saw a matching appendage, glistening with blood in the afternoon sun.
After ten seconds more of agonizing transformation, Krillin was now over eight feet in height, sported a pair of wings whose span had doubled, a long shaggy reptilian tail, feet as long as his fore arm, both of which were as long as his torso, and a very disturbing reptilian face.
He smiled at Android 18 and hissed, "I...AM...EVIL!! Come to me...my queen!" Android 18 screamed.
Android 18 screamed. She shot up in bed, a cold sweat dripping over every inch of her creamy skin, soaking the sheets, and feeling like ice, sending shivers up and down her spine, she looked over, hoping against hope that Krillin was with her, and that he was alright. When she saw the space beside her empty, she was just about ready to have a panic attack. She looked ready to leap right out of her skin when Krillin rushed in the door, a tall glass of water in one hand, a Ki ball in the other, and one of those "Let's fight" looks plastered all over his face. He whipped his head from side so side, whispering, "where is he, where is he, where is he?!", anger dripping off of every word like poison.
She arched an eyebrow, this little scene calming her down tremendously, and causing her to respond with, "What the hell do you mean 'where is he?'" Krillin was just about to answer when a green blur shot out from the bed and out the window, and crashing down onto a sports car just passing by. A high-pitched scream and an angry "Special Beam Cannon" followed, accompanied by a nuke type blast wave and a mushroom cloud, and the two spouses looked at each other with varying expressions.
Krillin looked ready to kill, and Android 18 was blushing fiercely, a very nervous smile, and a "What?" expression on her face. As Krillin began to tirade about 18's extra-curricular activities, Piccolo blasted through the wall, wearing glistening purple pants, a black turtle neck, and a shirt- jacket to match the pants, with a silver cross on a chain around his neck. He was hunched over, arms hanging down; fingers curled into claws, his razor sharp nails glistening with blood. Krillin and 18 stared in shock at the surreal scene giving them a fang filled smile and an evil gaze. Before either of them could respond, he vanished in a blur of speed, and made them both dead. First he reappeared over next to Krillin and Special Beam Cannon blasted his head off. He then whipped out the room, smashed into Marron's room and tore her throat out with his teeth before she could scream. He reappeared sitting next to Android 18, eyes closed and smiling, blood splattered all over his emerald green face. He opened his right eye and growled a "was it good for you too?" 18 screamed again.
Yet she was still dreaming. A dream within a dream, so to speak. She found Krillin sleeping peacefully along side of her, a massive goofy grin plastered from one side of his face to the other. She almost fell on top of him, wanting to hug him to death and cry her heart out. She stopped herself when she felt a bizarre Ki signal coming from far away. It was bizarre because it wasn't natural. More artificial, more like hers, yet distinctly different. It was completely devoid of organically based Ki, but ridiculously potent nonetheless. It felt more like the kind of Ki she detected when she was around Android 16. While he was something of a sweetheart, he was still a synthetic killing machine built by Dr. Gero.
As she began scanning in more detail, she felt something else there too. It was so powerful; simply aware of it gave her a vicious migraine. She grabbed her head, trying to force away the pain, but to no avail. She suddenly felt herself go rigid with fear. This power that she was picking up on was familiar. Not only that, it was like sensing Cell and that creepy pink freak, Majin Boo...simultaneously. Not like they were standing close to each other, but like they were physically one person. One monster would definitely be more apt.
As she shivered in fear, whispering, "Kami-Sama, no. Not again. Please not again" over and over again. As she whispered and ranted, Krillin came to, and gave a sleepy-eyed "what the..." then sat up when it hit him that something was distinctly out of place. He placed a hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed it, trying to get her attention. Krillin got her attention alright...in the form of a savage punch to the head, sending him right through the wall. 18 sat dumbfounded when she saw the hole that she made, using her husband as the blunt object.
She leapt out of bed, through the hole, and saw Krillin sprawled out in the bathroom tub, cracked tile occasionally plinking off his head, water from the busted pipe spraying on him, failing to rouse him to consciousness. She quickly hopped through the hole in the bathroom wall Krillin had made and ran practically fell on top him, shaking him a little bit too enthusiastically. Marron popped her head from behind the remnants of the wall and sweat dropped. She squeaked, "I don't think it's a good idea to be shaking him like that, mom".
Android 18 shot Marron a withering glare and went back to trying to shake Krillin into consciousness. Marron shouted, "Mom, knock it off! You're gonna hurt dad worse than you already have!" Android 18 froze like a statue. She turned to face her daughter, anger burning in her eyes. She stood and walked over to Marron, an icy aura coming off of her like something flash frozen tossed into a sauna. Before she could register the movement, Marron received a wicked slap upside the face, nail marks raked across her face, causing her to stumble. Marron placed her hand against her cheek, coming away with bright red streaks on it.
"Momma? Why...why did you slap me?" Marron whispered, shell shocked after being slapped by her mother. 18 couldn't believe she slapped her either. Just when she started to verbalize some semblance of an answer, she heard a moan and turned around, facing Krillin again, who was now back on his feet, although not all that stable. He painfully whispered, "Hey no shouting. Fuck, I feel like I've been on drinking binge with Master Roshi! Anybody get the number of the truck that hit me, 'cause somebody gonna get they ass kicked!" 18 wrapped her arms around Krillin in a bear hug, coming close to reducing him to a mushy paste. He was just able to hack out, "ACK!...need...air!"
Android 18 blinked a couple of times, then got the clue, and let him go. As Krillin sucked in a huge lungful of air, swelling up like a balloon, 18 stood up, with hands behind back, and quipped, "the number of the truck was 18", a fierce blush blatant on her face. Krillin gave her an off-skew look, one eyebrow arched, his mouth making an "O", and his eyes giving her a wary look. Without warning, he burst out laughing, grabbing his chest and wiping away tears he was laughing so hard. He was chortling and giggling like someone high on cocaine. 18 and Marron both were wide-eyed at Krillin's mad laughter, wondering what he smoking. As Krillin toned down the laughter, he just managed to get out between chuckles, "And people say you lost your kick! HA!"
Just as he started up again, Marron chided, "Don't you mean 'punch', Dad?" Krillin stopped laughing altogether and turned to his daughter, wide-eyed and stunned, just like his wife. Marron grinned sheepishly at her parent's stares and shrugged. They all broke out laughing soon after, trying not to fall on their asses they were laughing so damn hard. After twelve minutes of constant laughter, they were all beat-faced and out of breath. They composed themselves and decided to get out of the bathroom and back to bed. 18 and Marron went downstairs to take care of Marron's injured cheek. When Krillin picked up on it, he went crazy, vilely cursing Piccolo for wrecking his family life and vowing to castrate the Namek!
Halfway down the stairs, shot back up, facing the diminutive Z-fighter. 18 and Marron looked ready to jump out a window then face an angry ex-monk, when all of a sudden, they all felt like they were freezing solid. When they felt the strongest source of cold was at their feet, they looked down- and screamed. They WERE freezing solid! Literally!
As the ice began to creep up their legs, a hideous laugh resounded through the house, so intense, it shattered everything glass, reducing the shards to powder, before they had a chance to fall but an inch. Somehow, everybody's eardrums survived intact, though thoroughly sore. They held their hands over their ears as the laughter continued, sounding way too much like Majin Boo to be a good thing, that deep, haughty laugh he had which had been beyond annoying. As they struggled to break the ice with fists and Ki shots, they were suddenly aware of a presence exuding a level of malice and cruelty that would of sickened Kid Boo. They realized not only the dark extent of this being's power, they realized where it was: it was right behind them!
They all turned around, as slow as possible, maybe hoping that turning slowly would lessen the impact of seeing the devil that was giving off such a terrible aura. This was not to be so. In fact, this only enhanced the impact.
What they saw had blue metal skin, gleaming like sunlight was reflecting off of it. Over its blue metal epidermis, it wore fanciful gold armor covering its legs up to over half-way up the thighs, its arms to half way up the biceps, the chest and shoulders, and the head. The armor was quite decorative, with the shoulder armor stretching out wide, and then branching off into animal claw shaped structures, one "claw" pointing up, the other down, with vents, with fancifully crafted plating adding to the bulk, with curved spikes and blades on the plating, not to mention all the jewels and exposed circuitry they saw.
The chest armor was rather plain in comparison, but still quite decorative. The rather organic looking armor was just as ornate on the lower half. Instead of boots, the armored beast had two-toed feet, sheathed in the same blue metal skin as the rest of the exposed body. As they looked, they saw an armored tail swinging back and forth, smashing everything close to pieces.
As they looked on in horror the thing that had suddenly appeared raised its arm and pointed right at Krillin. The instant the thing pointed at Krillin, the ice his legs were incased in began racing up his body, freaking the poor guy out, and causing 18 and Marron to scream bloody murder. As they watched helplessly, Krillin's struggling stopped when the ice reached his neck. Instead of encasing his head, the ice seemed to pull away from his head and give him some breathing room. Unfortunately, that was not to be the case, for the edge of the ice sharpened to a razors edge, and closed sharply on Krillin's neck.
A wet "SCHLUK" resounded up and down the hall as the icy blades severed Krillin's head from his body. Instead of falling off right away, it stayed in place, giving false hope to the women held within a monsters cold grip (pardon the pun).
"Dad? Are you okay?" Marron asked, ready to jump clear out of her skin. As if in response, Krillin's head began to turn towards her, causing her to smile that her father was okay, but just as his head had just about turned to face her, it rolled forward-and off. For a split second, there was an eerie quiet in the house. In the next split second, the sound of women screaming exploded the peace of the night. Just what the armored monster wanted. Oh, such music could lull him to sleep each night. Hey, why not?
Just as the perverse idea came into being, one of the screaming woman's' screams changed...into a battle cry. Android 18, one of Dr. Sven Gero's greatest creations, powered up to her maximum, shattered her ice cocoon like it didn't even exist in the first place, and decided to do what her creator had designed her for: KILLING! She surprised the mechanoid by firing off a full power Ki blast, right square in its ugly blue face. The blast rammed its head back, and rammed the whole entity right through the wall and into the night sky. The sky caught fire, ablaze with the power that 18 had put into that revenge minded Ki blast. As the fire and smoke cleared from the explosion, the machine monster gently floated down to the ground as though nothing had happened and faded away, a broad grin on its face.
As a wild-eyed Android 18 began to power down, she looked down at the head of the man she had loved. She knelt down and picked it up, falling to her knees, an expression of mild surprise frozen on his face. Android 18 just looked at the head, staring blankly into the face that had conveyed a goofy sense of humor and manner, a face that had helped its owner impart a world of love into 18's life. Now that face was still, lifeless, and blank. She felt a water of tears behind her eyelids. She let them, wailing and cursing to heaven and beyond.
If you were to ask Dende about how things were on the lookout, he'd answer this way: "What lookout?" He would say that what had been the once majestic lookout, had now been turned into crown jewel of a nightmare. Rather, it was now a nightmare PALACE for a nightmare KING.
Instead of floating freely, it was now connected to Korrin's tower, which had been extended so it connected with the bowl shaped structures center. The tower itself was being built out as well as up. The tower would soon be the same diameter as the lookout. The result would be a tower as wide as the lookout had been, maybe a little wider, and several miles in height, topped off with Kami's palace at the peak The palace itself was currently being torn down by robotic drones under the command of Cynenba, the biomechanical monstrosity that had once been the fusion demon named Janenba. Now he was some kind of cybernetically enhanced killing machine with designs for the universe. Speaking of designs, what was replacing the palace was what Dende believed had to be the biggest, most perverted idea for a throne that Dende had ever seen.
The throne had what two curved beams stretching away from it, each one so long, they almost went over the edge of what was once Kami's Lookout, then curved back in, ending razor sharp blades, resembling the horns of a devil. The "horns" were one part to the actual backrest of the throne, the other part being a massive padded cushion fitted to insert between the horns. The arm rests looked more like massive control consoles, each shaped like a bird's wing folded against its body. A super computer designed in the form of a tetrahedron backed the entire throne, with three smaller tetrahedrons sticking out of the three floor-level corners of the construct. The entire thing had pipes and tubes coming out of everywhere. What made it perverse, was the remains of dead people, some fresh, some quite old were attached to the tetrahedron shell, the horns of the throne and the control panel arm- rests.
Some of the people of poor souls attached to this unholy object weren't all dead though. Some bodies were still alive, surgically disassembled, then put back together as part of this abomination, and kept alive by alien life support systems that looked like jumbles of junked machines and barbaric surgical implements, and what looked like torture apparatus as well.
The entire sight made Dende retch violently every time he saw the hellish thing, and this time was no exception. He was just about to run away and scream his heart out in a corner for what must have been the thousandth time when Cynenba reappeared. He was smiling. What's more, he was cackling like some demented fool. He walked straight to his new throne, and thumped down into it, laughing like he had just gone completely out of his metal skull, even as snaking pipes and tubes shot out of the throne and began hooking up to him. He settled down for a minute and happily hummed to himself for a minute, then beckoned Dende over with a massive black claw, bearing his fangs in a vampiric smile, chuckling under his breath.
"Now what? What can that demonic beast want now?!" Dende was just about ready to have a mental breakdown at the prospect of having to get close to that satanic throne, but if he didn't well...it would be asexual lizard soup for dinner. As he got closer, e could here the moans of those integrated into the throne and started to hyperventilate. He had only gotten five steps when Cynenba had angrily shouted, "Sometime this week you little green homo!" Dende ran as fast as his pink-heeled feet could carry him, and stopped right in front of the devil himself. He was shaking and looking at the various faces of the condemned who started to look at him as though he could end all their pain, and avenge them. 'Maybe not yet, but soon', he thought to himself.
Cynenba bent forward and stated simply, "I've got a plan", in a sing-song kind of voice. He then burst out laughing and cackling, vicious teeth bore to the world. 'Kami-Sama, what the hell has this evil thing have in store for the world now?' Dende thought, fear permeating every fiber of his being as he saw Cynenba raise his finger above his head and fire a KI blast straight up.
The Ki shot flew through space at the speed of light, shooting straight out of Earths atmosphere like a comet passing through the void, then split off into two smaller beams. After what seemed like an eternity, but in fact had only been a few minutes, one of the beams hit what seemed to be an invisible wall in space, causing space itself to ripple like water. After a moment, the shimmering space seemed to pull away from something, like it was a sheet being removed from whatever was concealed underneath.
The "whatever" had been the space ship that Cynenba had ordered the Prometheus Star to build for him. From within, a voice spoke, a voice that seemed to come from the very walls themselves, from every deck plate and circuit and wall panel and bulkhead. The voice was like the voice of God, powerful and filled with strength, like rushing water and rolling thunder, yet soft and deep like an elderly father would have. The voice said three simple words, "Master...Crimson comes". Even as the words toke form, the ship turned toward the Earth and started to move, gradually accelerating, then disappearing in a blur of hyper-speed.
The second beam had found its mark few minutes later, striking a long spear shaped antennae protruding from a massive dome on the surface of the Prometheus Star. Deep within the structure, right at its core was a massive cylindrical platform. The platform was centered in a massive chamber, eight hundred feet across, on top of what looked like a massive nuclear reactor covered in metal pipes and car engine looking parts. The chamber the machine was situated in had eight walls like a massive octagon; lined with computer banks, display screens, transparent fluid pipes and workstations. The details of the chamber hard to see, almost no light present in the room at all.
The platform itself that was atop the reactor was one part computer, one part robotic assembly device, and one part stasis system, sunken it the center. Above the machine, a bulbous looking contraption with tubes and cables hanging down from it, covered in robotic arms equipped with various industrial tools. The same went for the top of the cylinder. The bulb- shaped machine spun like a wheel so many degrees, then back again, and then back the other way, all of the industrial robot arms working on something or other. What they were working on was hidden in the deep shadows of the lab, and from the fidgeting it was doing, it was quite anxious to leave the confines of the laboratory. It was also quite massive, its bulk just barely able to stay in the sunken portion of the automated devices top.
The entity had its legs pressed against its chest as much as it cloud, four massively bulky arms wrapped around the legs. The creature's thickly muscled neck raised its unarmored head toward a computer screen that had floated down from the ceiling and placed itself right in front of the beast's iguana-like head. The light from the screen reflected off the machinery implanted into the monsters skinless neck and face. The moist red muscle tissue quivering as the screen began displaying a large amount of data, one piece catching it all six of its cruel eyes. The purples of its eyes glowed for a moment, illuminating the whitish-green veins and fiery iris'. It smiled, teeth gleaming in the dim light and slowly growled out, "activation command acknowledged. Initiating departure...momentarily".
The robotic arms finished their work by armoring the neck and head, plus stimulating hair growth on a layer of skin that covered the back of the head and scalp. In seconds, a massive flame of hair sprouted from the tissue. A few seconds more, and the hair began to radiate a yellowish glow. Its color flashed from jet black to shining gold then back again. After another flash of gold, the lab erupted in golden light. The monsters hair had turned gold. The biomech touched two fingers from one of its hands against its forehead and disappeared, utilizing instant transmission, a technique picked up from the Saiyin Goku.
Outside, the creature, still curled into a ball, smirked to itself as it began to straiten out. It spread its four arms wide, stretching them strait, working them to get the stiffness out. It then lowered its legs away from its chest, revealing it entirely.
The biomech was sheer black from head to toe. It wore blood red, knee high metal boots, armored in ornate, organic looking plating. The biomech's feet were two-thirds the length of the creatures legs, ending in four thick, black digits, which ended in silver-gray talons that stuck out of the open toes of the boots. It had heavily armored matching gauntlets one each of its four arms, each decorated with singular rows of lizard scale shaped plates, each one sporting a rounded blue crystal in the center. The rounded gauntlets covered ever thing from the elbow up to the hands, but left the jet-black fingers bare, allowing them to show off six foot polished gray serrated claws they sported.
At the base of its spine, a thickly muscled tail whipped back and forth, reaching a length of over forty-five feet, sporting a line of vertebrae- like armor running the tails length and up the back of the biomech, stopping at the base of the skull. The biomech's armor was completed by the form-fitting body armor that covered the entire upper body, the chest, and lower body (which oddly made it look like it was wearing a tight metal speedo!).
The biomech smiled to itself as it felt the power surging through it. It hadn't felt this good since...since...NEVER!! It was psyching itself up, readying for a hell of a fight, when it heard its masters voice it its head say, "I'm glad you decided to join this little party my esteemed warrior. The plan is proceeding well, and so I thought that we might have a little...celebration. There are a few...groceries, that I want you pick up, oh, and feel free to cause some havoc while you're at it. Just don't get ahead of yourself, okay. There's still so much to do! You got all that...Vegeta Metallix?" Cynenba finished, adding that last part with slight hesitation.
Vegeta Metallix answered, "understood, sir. Oh, and sir", then mentally sucked up some air and mentally screamed, "GO FUCK YOURSELF ROBO-SHIT!! YOU LUCKY THAT I"VE GOT THIS CONTROL IMPLANT IN MY HEAD OR KAMI HELP ME, I'D FUCKING KILL YOU!" he then shot into space like a rocket, then turned back toward earth, mentally laughing all the way, glad that even though he didn't have a choice in following orders, he still had his defiant personality in tact.
Back on the lookout, Cynenba's eyes were bugging out of his cybernetic skull, rolled wwwaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy back, limbs locked, and mouth hanging open. He shakily squeaked, "Ouch". Dende wondered what happened to him, then smiled wickedly that the fucked up tin can got freaked out, by what, he really didn't give a damn...Man, he was sure swearing a lot lately. Maybe Eminem and D12 could use a new member. He's already got the bad language part down, so why not!
Author's Notes: Hey everybody, I've finally got chapter six done, and hope you have enjoyed reading it and I have enjoyed writing it. I'm sorry that it took me so long to finish it, but I've had just so much school work to finish, you'd go crazy just thinking about it. Good thing for me I'm ALREADY CRAZY!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!! (sorry, psycho moment!) Till next time, fanfictioners, same fantime, same fanchannel