"Gohan!" Rejhan cried as she flew towards her rather startled twin. As she neared him, she pulled back her right arm, and hammered Gohan's left shoulder with her fist, sending the slightly older of the pair crashing backwards onto the table.
"Ow! What did ya do that for!" Gohan yelled, the room once again spinning as he struggled to get himself upright once more.
Landing on her feet before the table, Rejhan glared down at her twin. "That's for going and getting yourself kidnapped, you idiot! Do you have any idea how worried I was about you?" she yelled, and Gohan was suddenly very vividly reminded of his mother.
"It's not like I did it on purpose," he retorted, finally dragging himself back into a sitting position. "But I am glad to see you. Even if you were the last person I expected to rescue me," he added, and Rejhan's glare softened.
"Yeah, I'm glad to see you too," she said, leaning over and giving her twin a rather tight hug.
"Uh, Rej? Air. I need air," Gohan wheezed, and Rejhan pulled back with a rather sheepish look on her face.
"Hey! Everyone else is back here!" Myshel suddenly exclaimed, causing Rejhan to run towards where her friend was at the back of the lab. Sure enough, behind a wall of solid glass lay the other four sleeping Saiyajins.
"Alright, stand back," Rejhan said, cupping her hands at her side.
"Whoa whoa, Rej, you do know what you're doing, right?" Gohan asked, instantly recognizing the famous energy attack.
"Of course I do. I've seen dad do this hundreds of times, so how hard can it be?" she shot back, and Gohan groaned.
"Ka-me-ha-me-HA!" Rejhan screamed, thrusting forwards a rather large ball of ki, straight at the wall of glass. The ball of energy hit the glass, and with a grunt of effort, Rejhan tried to push it through, yet she was met by very strong resistance on the glass' behalf.
"Oh no… Everyone get down!" she suddenly yelled as the ball of energy rebounded off of the glass, and came flying straight back towards her. Throwing herself on the ground with only a moment to spare, she covered her ears as she saw a second ki blast coming from Myshel fly up to meet hers, and the sound of an explosion rocked the lab.
When the smoke and dust had settled, the three Saiyajins climbed to their feet; Myshel relieved that everyone was ok, Gohan slightly mad at his sister for nearly killing them all, and Rejhan once again looking very sheepish.
"Well, at least we know that we can't just break the glass," she said, and Gohan just shook his head.
"We could have tried using the door," he said, and when he only got blank looks from the two girls, he pointed over towards the very corner of the wall where a set of double doors was.
"Oh," Rejhan replied meekly, whilst Myshel went over to take a look at the locking mechanism. A quick look over of the system was enough to assure her that it was no walk in the park. In fact, it was a system that probably would have given Bulma herself a little bit of trouble.
"Hmmm, do you have any idea how to get in here?" she asked, turning towards Gohan, who shook his head.
"Not a clue. But I might know someone who does," he said, turning towards the still unconscious form of Reca. Carefully walking towards the fallen scientist, Gohan ignored the protests of his drained body as he crouched down next to the man, and commenced repeatedly slapping him until he woke up.
Before Reca could even utter two words, Gohan had him around the neck again.
"Show us how to get through those doors to our friends," Gohan demanded, and Reca gave a choked laugh.
"Now why would I do that? Captain Kistios would kill me if you lot escaped," Reca replied before Rejhan butted in with a retort of her own.
"If you don't tell us, we'll kill you. If you do, you'll at least get a bit of a head start on Kistios," she said, and the little scientist took a moment to seriously contemplate this new proposal.
"I'm running out of patience, you know!" Rejhan eventually snapped after more than five minutes of silence had elapsed. "Either you tell us now, or I'll force it out of you!" she added, charging up a ball of ki for added effect.
Reca gulped, knowing full well that the young woman meant business. "Alright, alright, I'll tell you how to open the door."
"No, you're gonna open it for us," Gohan countered, and with Rejhan's help, they dragged the scientist over to the double doors where Myshel was waiting silently.
Resigned to his fate, Reca set about inputting the combination that would unlock the doors, knowing full well that his life was probably over. With a hiss of compressed air, the doors slid open, and the two siblings dropped Reca as they raced inside. Scrambling towards the exit, Reca was gone in an instant.
"Myshel, come give us a hand, would ya?" Rejhan called, and Myshel's head snapped up.
"Yeah, I'm coming," she called back, and Rejhan shot her a worried look.
"Is everything alright?" she asked, and Myshel nodded.
"Everything's fine. I just want to get out of here, is all," she answered, walking towards where the sleeping Goten lay. She pushed the strange feeling that had overcome her from her mind and set to work. Within minutes, the entire lab had been shut down, and the four sleeping Saiyajins had woken up to their strange surroundings.
"Whas gon on?" Goku mumbled as he caught sight of his two eldest children.
"I'll explain later dad, but right now we have to get out of here," Rejhan answered. Myshel had picked the groggy Goten up, whilst Gohan was struggling with a still half asleep Trunks. Vegeta, like Goku, was on his feet and demanding answers.
"Vegeta, for once in your life, just shut up and follow us," Rejhan growled at the prince as she took Trunks off of a very relieved Gohan, before leading the way out of the lab.
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"They've ruined my plan!" Kistios yelled, hurling the nearest object at the wall, where it exploded into dust. "The Saiyajins must not be aloud to go free!"
"And they won't, Captain. We'll see to it that they don't leave this complex alive," one of the soldiers spoke up, and Kistios glared at him.
"You had better not fail me. I want those Saiyajins captured and subdued once more, do you hear me?" Kistios yelled, and the whole room stood to attention.
The sound of "Yes Captain!" rang around the room, and Kistios gave a small, satisfied grin.
"But make sure that you leave those two girls to me. I want to take care of those meddlesome brats myself."
Another round of "Yes Captain!" rang out, before the soldiers turned to leave.
"Taine?" Kistios enquired, turning his attention to a man who was sitting in the shadows behind him. "What seems to have caught your attention?"
"One of the girls, Captain," the man answered in a soft voice. "I think I might know just how to break her," he added, and Kistios smiled.
"Good. Have fun destroying her mind, but I'm going to go and destroy the rest of her instead."
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"Hold on a sec," Myshel said once they had exited the lab. Digging into her pocket, she pulled out the holographic map of the complex and turned it on. "We need to go this way to get outside," she said, pointing off down the relevant corridor.
"Let's go then," Rejhan said, adjusting her grip on Trunks so that he sat on her hip. Myshel led the way carrying Goten, whilst Gohan followed. Goku trailed after his son, with Vegeta grumbling under his breath next to him, whilst Rejhan with Trunks brought up the rear.
"Chel, we've got company up ahead!" Rejhan called out to her friend, using her Sight to verify the fact that a large group of warriors were headed their way. "And I'm not talking about a small group either," she added as they reached a cross section in the corridor. Straight ahead was where they wanted to go, but a small army was waiting on both the left and right hand sides.
Stopping in the middle of the cross section, the Saiyajins pondered their options. In the narrow corridors, there was very little cover if they decided to run for it. Yet to stay and fight with such odds, and with the male fighters incapable of even fighting their way out of a wet paper bag, they didn't really stand much of a chance.
Coming up along side of Myshel, Rejhan was about to ask for her friend's opinion, when she noticed that the other girl was trembling.
"Myshel? What's wrong?" Rejhan asked. Myshel had her eyes screwed shut, and was shaking her head rapidly from side to side. With a pitiful sound, she suddenly dropped Goten and backed away from the others with her hands over her ears.
"Ugh…stop it, get out of there…" Myshel whimpered, crouching as she practically clawed at her temples.
"Myshel?" Gohan asked in concern, taking a step towards the girl, yet Myshel reacted as if she had been slapped.
"Chel, snap out of it, come on!" Rejhan cried, completely at a loss as to what was wrong with her. Her ki was fluctuating wildly, perfectly matching the unexplainable flow of her emotions. "I can't do this alone. I need you!"
"Enough!" A familiar voice suddenly called out, and Rejhan froze as the sinister form of Kistios stepped to the front of one of the groups. "You girls have had your fun, but this ends now! You men, apprehend those Saiyajins now, but don't kill those two females! I want to personally take care of them."
With the boys completely vulnerable to any attack, and Myshel suffering from some strange affliction, Rejhan was suddenly completely on her own, with the task of protecting everyone left solely on her shoulders.
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Myshel was five years old, and was lying on the timber floor of her lounge room, drawing on a piece of paper. It was late at night, and the little girl with the piercing blue eyes should have been in bed, but it wasn't unusual for this child to be up so late.
The door slammed open, and Myshel didn't even look up as a figure staggered inside. Wandering haphazardly across the lounge room, the man didn't even seem to notice when his booted foot slammed down on his daughter's right arm. Nor, it seemed, did he hear her pain-filled shriek as she jumped to her feet. He had already collapsed onto the floor, unconscious from a mixture of alcohol and other substances.
Stop it.
Myshel was six years old, and her dad was watching a game on TV with some of his mates. The coffee table was strewn with beer bottles, and other paraphernalia that the young child couldn't recognise.
"Don't touch that," her dad growled at her, not even taking his eyes away from the TV screen. Myshel returned to playing with the threadbare rug that was on the floor, until an open packet of peanuts that was on the low table caught her attention. Reaching over, she went to grab a handful, when a much larger hand suddenly closed around hers.
"I said don't touch that!" her father yelled, standing up and jerking his daughter to her feet. Dragging the crying child by her arm, he threw her out of the lounge room, and into the kitchen where she crashed against a cupboard.
"Stay the hell out of here," her father yelled at her, before marching back into the lounge room.
I don't want to remember.
Myshel was seven years old, and was playing in the lounge room with one of the kids from her street; her first friend. They were playing with an old board game that Myshel had unearthed from a seldom-used cupboard, and the pair were laughing as they moved their pieces across the plastic surface.
"Myshel! Get in here, right now!" her father suddenly yelled from somewhere else in the house, and the laughter immediately dried up. A rush of fear swept through the youngster's body, and her friend was looking apprehensively at the kitchen door.
"Myshel!" he called again, and the girl jumped.
"Coming!" she called back, before motioning to her friend to stay where he was. Entering the kitchen, the first thing she noticed was the mess that had been made the previous night by her father and his friends. The second thing that she noticed was that her father was sporting a truly scary look on his face.
"Clean up this goddamn mess," her father yelled at her, and Myshel faltered for a second.
"But dad, I didn't … "
"Don't question me! I told you to clean it up, so start cleaning!" he interrupted, shoving his daughter roughly towards the sink. Reaching out to catch herself, Myshel felt a sharp sting as her hand slammed down onto a knife that had lain hidden amongst the other mess. With a cry of pain, Myshel leapt backwards, clutching her hand, yet her father didn't seem to even notice.
"What are you, stupid? Clean it up! And if you bleed everywhere, you can clean that up too!" he yelled before storming out of the room. Towards the front of the house, Myshel heard the front door slam, and knew that her friend was gone. She never did see him again.
Get out of my head.
Myshel was eight years old, and was inspecting the rather black bruise that covered the top part of her right arm, just below the shoulder. Her father had gripped her so tight that she could have sworn that she had felt her bone move. Looking in the bathroom mirror, she gave a sob as she inspected her swollen face. She could still hear the ringing of the slap in her ears.
"Useless … no good … stupid … " The insults swam around in her head, and Myshel couldn't stop the tears that were now pouring out of her blue eyes.
"Daddy. Why?" she sobbed, collapsing onto the bathroom floor as her small body was overcome by tears.
I said, get out of my head!
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"NO!" Rejhan cried as she saw her father go down. They weren't even using weapons against the weakened Saiyajins; well-placed punches and kicks were just as effective.
Rejhan let out a battle cry as her blue aura flared around her. Charging towards where two of the soldiers were gathered around her dad, she drew back her fist and slammed it into the head of the nearest man. The other one lashed out with a punch of his own, which Rejhan dodged, countering with a back kick aimed at the soldier's face. Following through with a roundhouse kick, the man was soon out for the count.
"You'll pay for that!" the first soldier yelled, charging the young woman. Rejhan sunk into a fighting stance, awaiting his attack. The man ducked to the left, aiming a punch at her head, and Rejhan twisted her body to avoid it. Raising her left leg, she slammed an axe kick down onto the man's forearm with a satisfying crack, before a quick ki blast to the face saw him lying unconscious on the ground.
Turning towards her dad, Rejhan knelt down to check on him. "You ok?" she asked, helping him to sit up.
"Ow. Rejhan, can you tell them to stop spinning the room?" Goku replied, and his daughter smiled.
"Just sit tight, ok dad?" she said, before a gut-wrenching scream from Gohan made her blood run cold. At the same time, her senses also detected a dramatic rise in Myshel's ki. The other girl had so far not moved from where she sat on the ground, yet Rejhan was too distracted by the sight of her twin's smoking gi to pay her much attention.
"Gohan!" she yelled, racing towards where he lay, sprawled on top of Goten, obviously protecting his youngest sibling. "Hold on, I'm coming!" Yet another soldier shoulder barged her, knocking her off course and into another skirmish.
As she fended off the incoming attacks, every cry of pain around her seemed to be intensified, and they all sounded like Gohan. A sickening punch to a soldier's ribs, and his cry sounded like Gohan. A blast to the back of another, and it was Gohan crying out in pain. A back swing kick to another soldier's head, and for a second his dull eyes were Gohan's staring back at her. Every punch, every kick, and every cry of pain; all the young woman could see was Gohan. He needed her, and she couldn't reach him.
"GOHAN!" she cried in desperation as her ki suddenly skyrocketed. She punched the face of the soldier in front of her, and when she pulled her fist back, it was covered in blood. Another two jumped her, and as her ki continued to build, a spinning roundhouse kick sent the two of them crashing into the nearest wall.
With a scream, a golden aura suddenly burst forth around her, yet Rejhan hardly noticed as she caught sight of her twin who was being pounded on by two other soldiers.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" another female voice suddenly screamed, and Myshel was back on her feet, surrounded by the aura of a Super Saiyajin. The whole complex seemed to rock on its foundation as the surges of newfound power enveloped the two female demi's, causing a few moments of stunned awe from the attacking soldier force. Rejhan barely noticed this or her friend's development however, as she launched herself at Gohan's attackers. Throwing them off with ease, Rejhan rolled her brother over, and gave a sigh of relief as she noticed that he was still conscious.
"Since when were you a Super Saiyajin?" the small voice of Goten asked, now that his brother wasn't blocking his view, yet Rejhan didn't answer him.
"Gohan, are you ok?" she asked instead, and he gave a slight grunt.
"I've been better," he answered, before an explosion rocked the corridor. "Is that Myshel?"
Rejhan looked behind her, and finally registered her friend's transformation. Said friend was currently tearing through the remaining soldiers with a kind of brute force that Rejhan didn't even know she was capable of, creating carnage that would have made even the most ruthless of Saiyajins proud.
"Well, don't you two make quite the pair? Both Super Saiyajins, and both completely insane." And suddenly Vegeta was standing with them, holding onto a slightly battered Trunks. Limping over to join the others, Rejhan was relieved to see that her dad was ok as well. It was only then that she registered the fact that she was also sporting the golden aura of a Super Saiyajin.
"Wow, when did that happen?" she breathed, before shaking her head and concentrating on their current situation. "You guys need to get out of here."
"We don't know the way, brat," Vegeta retorted, but Rejhan was one step ahead of the prince.
"Myshel! Map and capsule, now!" she yelled, and with only a slight glance at her friend, Myshel tossed her the two items before pounding another soldier into the floor.
Pressing a button, Rejhan got the map working and handed it to Vegeta. "This will lead you outside, and this is the capsule that our ship is in," she said, handing over the capsule as well.
"We're not leaving without you two," Goku cut in, and Rejhan glared at him, giving him the full strength of her anger-filled teal eyes. It was enough to make even the mighty Goku flinch.
"But you're not staying in here, either. I promised mum and Bulma that we'd get you guys back home safely, so don't argue with me!" Rejhan shot back in a commanding tone of voice, before turning to Gohan. "You've been awake the longest, so do you think you can look after everyone else?"
"Yeah, I think we should be fine. At any rate, I think that captain guy is more interested in you and Myshel at the moment," Gohan answered, and Rejhan nodded.
"Now go, get out of here. We'll follow as soon as we finish things here," Rejhan promised, and with a nod from Gohan, the five rescued warriors took off down the corridor.
With a sigh of relief, Rejhan turned her burning teal eyes towards where she knew Kistios was waiting for her, determined to make him pay for everything that he had done.
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Author's note. Hey all! New chapter out, and quite a bit of action happening! The girls are both SSj, and in case you couldn't tell, we're building up to the grand finale now. Shouldn't be too long until the guys are home free. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed! Myshel's up next, so keep an eye out!
Rejhan.