Hello There.
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Eighteen gazed at herself in the mirror. After her fight with Vegeta she needed a new jacket. Luckily there was one similar to the blue jacket she already had. Almost an entire year had passed since she and Seventeen had been taken by Dr Gero. A year of pain and suffering. Eighteen never thought that she'd take pleasure in seeing another person die. However when Seventeen mercilessly crushed Gero's head, it did bring a smile to her face. Eighteen took the jacket and began to walk towards the exit. Not without gaining the attention of the manager though.
"Excuse me miss, you need to pay for that!" He sternly said. Eighteen meanwhile looked at him menacingly. Trying to unsettle him. When that didn't work however, she blasted a hole in the wall. The Ki blast raged past the manager, only a few centre meters separating them. The manager shook in fear as Eighteen once again stared at him. "On second thought, it's on the house."
"Much obliged." The android dryly replied as she walked out. Outside Seventeen greeted her, standing in front of a van.
"You know, would it kill you to smile every once in a while?" Seventeen asked. Though his sibling didn't respond.
"Why do you have a van?"
"I thought we could take a road trip!"
"We can fly!"
"Come on where's your sense of adventure?"
"You've been reading way too much manga. Now let's just fly over there. Unlike you I just want to get this over with. We could be doing so much more than wasting time driving to Goku's."
"Well me and Sixteen already stole this, so we're gonna use it."
"Speaking of which, where is he?" Just as she spoke, Sixteen poked his head out.
"I am here." The android emotionlessly added. This caused Seventeen to quietly laugh.
"You're definitely no All Might." He joked.
"Of course not. I am Android Sixteen." Eighteen facepalmed, having listened to those two.
"Can we go already?" She forcefully demanded. Storming into the passengers seat. Her brother soon joined her. The two nodded to each other as he started driving off. The van, while fairly new had certain elements missing or broken. The heater was unable to operate. The cigarette lighter failed to heat. And the electric windows wouldn't move an inch. Eighteen sat upright, with a stern looking expression the entire time. Meanwhile her brother was smiling. His posture was much more laid back, with only one hand on the wheel. The latter looked in the mirror to Sixteen, who hadn't moved since they started.
"So Sixteen, what are you gonna do to Goku?" Seventeen questioned the android.
"I will kill him of course." The ginger haired robot responded.
"I meant how will you kill him?"
"I will address the cause of death when present. Multiple factors will decide the correct course of action." Seventeen chuckled.
"You really suck at small talk."
"What is this 'small talk', you refer to?"
"When multiple people are together they make conversation. Ask them how their day was. Or what they do for a living. You know, get to know them better. Give it a try!"
"Very well." Sixteen paused as he started to think about what to ask. "When did you learn to drive a vehicle?"
"Good question. When I was of age, a Yakuza boss by the name of Roman Sionis drafted me in. I learnt to drive and became a getaway driver. I was a nobody growing up on the streets. Making me an easy target for the yakuza to use." Seventeen glanced at the robot in the back. "See that wasn't so hard."
"That was... informative."
"Well I'm glad you reminded me about good ole Black Mask. Think after we dispatch of Goku, he'll be our next target." Eighteen was taken aback by her brothers ruthless behaviour.
"Wait we're only killing Goku to free Sixteen. Why go after Roman?"
"Guy always treated me like scum. I'm just gonna return the favour." Seventeen responded. The lack of compassion in his voice was haunting.
"Why take unnecessary risks?" This questioned caused Seventeen to laugh hysterically.
"Risks? Seriously? I mean who's going to stop us? We're now the most powerful people on Earth. We can do whatever the hell we want. Why wouldn't you want to eliminate all the people who wronged us?" Eighteen didn't have a response. Their whole life people had treated them like dirt. And now she had the power. Power to make those who hurt her suffer. Gero already turned her into a machine? Maybe letting go of her humanity was best.
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Clark had arrived back on Kent farm. While he had finally regained his strength the long journey had taken a lot out of him. His eyes started to gain weight as the sun began to set. The Kryptonian slid through the door. As he entered, both Martha and Kara were sitting down eating a burger. While Martha was using a knife and fork. Kara was scoffing it down with her hands. Both looked overjoyed when they spotted him enter. Martha rushed to her son, the two embracing. Kara quickly followed suit. Though choosing not to hug.
"Clark. We were so worried when you left. And then you never returned." Martha rambled on.
"I'm fine Mum." Clark responded jokingly as he sat down.
"Is it over? Are the androids dead?" Kara impatiently questioned him. She noticed her cousin paused for a second. Clearly gathering his thoughts.
"It's complicated."
"What do you mean? It's a simple yes or no answer!"
"They haven't been destroyed yet. I'm going to rest for tonight then regroup with everyone else in the morning." Clark attempted to head upstairs. Though Kara wasn't willing to let it go.
"Are you kidding me? You know what that time travelling guy said! We all die! And now you're just gonna sleep while these things could be doing god knows what?"
"I've been keeping an eye on them. They've gone quiet since they appeared!"
"And how long before that changes?" This conversation has now escalated into a full blown argument. Although Martha had gotten used to this. This had been turned into the new normal for the last few years. "Just admit you need my help!"
"We can handle this!"
"Oh, cause you've done a stellar job so far!"
"The battlefield is no place for a child!"
"Oh there it is! When are you gonna stop treating me like a child!"
"How about when you stop acting like one!"
"Enough!" Martha yelled at the top of her lungs. The two glanced quickly noticing the scowl on her face. Before turning to one another. Kara made her way up the stairs, stopping halfway.
"I don't even know why I'm listening to you. It's not like you're my father." And with that last remark Kara entered her bedroom. Slamming the door. Clark sighed as he sat down.
"What am I going to do with her?"
"How about you start by letting her help you?" Martha said, surprising her son.
"She deserves to have a childhood. To be happy!"
"Clark you strive to help everyone yet are oblivious to people's personal feelings. Have you not seen her for the past few years? How exactly is she happy?"
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Barry opened the door to his apartment. Inviting Diana inside like a true gentleman. The apartment was quite messy. Clothes were flung all over the floor. His carpet had almost entirely worn away, especially by the entrance. Many pots and pans were left unclean as well. Diana looked at Barry with a hint of disgust at the way he was living.
"I know it's not exactly Mount Olympus, but I think it's nice." Barry argued.
"Not to sound ungrateful, but you're literally the fastest man alive. How is it you don't have time to clean up?" She questioned him. Striking a nerve.
"Having a full time job, as well as being a vigilante means there's not much time to enjoy myself. I mean some of us aren't blessed with having everything given to them by..." Barry stopped, knowing this was only going to cause Diana pain. "Sorry, that was a low blow."
"It's alright Barry. I was completely out of line. You've shown me great kindness allowing me to stay here."
"It's nothing. Listen you can have my bed. I'll sleep on the sofa." All of a sudden the entire room was cleaned up. "Guess I did have time." Barry chuckle to himself. Though that didn't last long as he noticed Diana had a tear crawling down her cheek. "Listen just give Bulma some time. I'm sure you two will reach a compromise in the near future."
"I don't know. I think I've run away from my problems one too many times." A tear rolled down her cheek. Diana stood up and looked at herself in a mirror. "My sisters, the league... Trunks. I abandoned them all. Underneath all this armour and cloth, hides a coward. A girl who was taught to stand her ground and fight back. And instead runs from all her problems."
"You're being too hard on yourself."
"Am I? Tell me, have you ever made a mistake so bad that people got hurt?" Barry stopped as he remembered his greatest failure. He remembered watching Oliver die, as Thawne beat him senseless.
"Yeah I have."
"Have you forgiven yourself?"
"No." There was a long pause between the two. Diana had seemingly won. Except the scarlet speedster refused to give up. "But that doesn't mean I'm gonna give up! I was in your boat not too long ago. I made a mistake and wanted to abandon this job! But running away from my mistake would only make things worse." Diana wiped away her tears, contemplating Barry's words. The speedster then walked over towards a black box.
"What's that?"
"This is a mini safe that will only open in roughly five hundred years. It contains a message for the people there. Kind of ironic that I have to send a message into the future, to secure the past." Diana was left confused by his speech. "Sorry, forgot you don't know. Let's just say that someone from the future goes back in time to mess with my past. And this is to ensure he does so." Diana nodded, understanding her colleague. "You know why I've waited so long. Thought that maybe if I don't send this, then the past will change. But I've decided I'm done running from the past. I'm gonna fight for the future." To his surprise Diana actually smiled.
"Thank you Barry. You're a kind person."
"Don't mention it. Hey, why don't I get us some food?" The speedster sped towards the kitchen cupboards. "All right so I've got instant noodles... and that's about it."
"That's fine."
"Very well, chef Allen is on the job!"
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Bruce quickly entered the batcave. It had been a long night in Gotham. The Batman had been on his way to Capsule Corp. That was until Killer Croc had attacked the GCPD. Seven people had died in the attack. Thankfully Croc was now behind bars. Alfred came rushing out as he noticed the batwing landing. Bruce gingerly exited the vehicle. Croc had managed to land a few hit. Damaging some parts of his amour. The butler offered a helping hand, guiding his employer to the chair.
"Master Bruce I implore you, take it easy." Alfred pleaded. Bruce responded by removing his cowl and instantly turning on the batcomputer.
"Seven people Alfred. Seven people lost their lives tonight." Bruce sombrely muttered.
"And many more will live because of your actions."
"It wasn't good enough. I couldn't save those seven. But I will save those two!" Alfred was confused by his friends words. Even more so when he opened a video chat with Bulma. The heiress looked tired. Her eyes were baggy and face draped down. She had baby Trunks in one hand while carry a blueprint in the other.
"Bruce? What is it?" She slurred.
"I need you to stop building that remote!" Bruce ordered. Bulma looked back, surprised at his remark.
"What for?"
"Turns out that Seventeen and Eighteen are both humans. Using that remote would kill them." Bulma was shocked to say the least. A few seconds passed as she sighed.
"I'm afraid I can't do that. You have a code, and I do respect that. But I've got a son now. And I'm not going to let the future play out like last time!" Bruce couldn't believe what he was hearing. Bulma was happy with committing a murder.
"You know what you're doing is wrong."
"What I'm doing is wrong? Have you forgotten that they killed Dr Gero?"
"And whomever killed him will face justice. But the other has done nothing wrong."
"Yet. They haven't done anything wrong... yet. And I'm not going to just wait for them to kill us again. I'm sorry Bruce but that's my decision." Bulma disconnected the call, angering the Dark Knight. Who went to enter the batwing. However he only managed to steps before collapsing to his knees. Alfred sprinted over to help him up.
"Master Bruce, I suggest you rest for the night." Alfred pleaded.
"I'm alright... I just need..." Bruce whispered before groaning in pain.
"Go upstairs, rest and heal these injuries. That is not a request Master Wayne." Bruce conceded as Alfred helped him up the stairs.
"Have... to stop Bulma. Before she kills them!" The billionaire lay in his bed, falling asleep instantly.
"Tomorrow Master Wayne... tomorrow."
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Reviews:
Berrus Sama:
1: Yes she will
2: No Buu saga I'm afraid.
3: Here it is
Fax15: Thanks. Trunks will appear again soon.
S3rp3nte: So this is a very good question. Though unfortunately not one i can answer at this time. If I explain then lets just say it'd be a spoiler.
Dark Flacon:
1: i'm not quite sure what you mean
2: This arc will take a toll on the entire team.
3: Very awkward
Corondomontes: Thanks
Cruden: Thats just who he is
jadastroke64: Eventually.
Christian Heath: What was your favioute part?
Shark:
1: It wont be pretty
2: They will
3: He is one of my favourite characters to write at the minute
4: Spoiler
Rwby Lover 25 (name change i like. i also love Rwby): We'll have to see how this plays out
Z2800:
1: Lets see how it plays out
2: Sorry but when I did the Frieza Saga i always felt restricted in what i could work with. When planning the Buu Saga i felt even more restricted. At least with the androids I could add new elements and characters to mix it up.
Limit Breaking:
1: Glad you enjoyed
2: Again no Buu saga.
3: Yes Videl will appear. I actually have big plans for her.
Okkk: Thanks
Guest: Thanks
X3runner & Dragondave45:
So i wanted to do you two together because both of your reviews touched my heart. This is what I wanted. A calm discussion about wether what Bulma did was moral or not. Both of you have experienced events that change your view on the situation and neither are wrong. And thats what i wanted to put across. Undoubtedly what Diana did was wrong. However now she's back does she deserve a second chance? That is one of the moral arguments put forth in this arc.