He fell to his knees and the ground was shattered beneath them. But he didn't care. Why should he? The only person in the world who'd ever really cared about him hated him. Oh yes, she'd said she didn't think she hated him anymore. That was just it, she didn't think she hated him, but he knew better; even when her mouths had told him she didn't hate him her eyes told him she did.
But, why was he letting that get him? Up till their not-so-successful meeting in that alleyway, which he, basically, just wanted to forget all about, they hadn't seen each other for almost 30 years. In fact they hadn't seen each other since before he'd been absorbed by Cell. It was also very clear that she'd moved on; she'd married and by the look of it her daughter had been in her early twenties.
So why should she care about a lost brother?
"He gave you emotions. And you hated him!"
Once again Krillin's words, the futile attempt to bring 17 out of the trance he'd been placed in, came back to him. Oh yes. He hated Dr. Gero; he loathed that man with every fibre of his being. And not just for giving him emotions, emotions weren't all bad, but for controlling him. For severing the bond between him and his sister.
Once he'd made an oath to himself; if anyone dared to hurt his sister he'd kill them
Now that was the solution; he was the one who'd hurt his sister. He'd have to die. In all those years one of the things which had kept him going had been the knowledge that she was out there, somewhere, happy. Now that knowledge was gone. Now he instead knew she was out there, hating him.
A faint smiled showed on his lips; all his life he'd taken pride in not letting his life be controlled by others but wasn't this the proof of the opposite? Despite their yearlong separation his life was still, for good or evil, controlled by his twin. It didn't matter; if his life were to be controlled by anyone having her control him wasn't so bad.
Now the only question remaining was; how did an android commit suicide?