Chapter Two

Android Déjà Vu

Meanwhile, in the bowels of Hell, Dr. Gero and Dr. Myuu were standing over an examination table. Upon this table was the form of a young boy who appeared to be in his late teenage years. He had long black hair and light blue eyes. His outfit consisted of a long sleeved white t-shirt with a black short sleeved shirt over it that displayed the red ribbon army logo upon the upper left. He wore a pair of blue jeans with a brown belt tied at the waist, a pair of green socks, and a pair of blue and white shoes. Placed around his neck was an orange bandana. This boy was a new version of Android 17. A clone of the original.

The doctors were going over some last minute checkups to make sure everything would go according to plan. After all, they couldn't risk the possibility of failure. Or the possibility of him turning upon them.

"Yes, yes. I am very pleased with this model." Dr. Gero said, turning away from staring intently at a computer's monitor screen to face Dr. Myuu. "Your modifications should prove to be magnificent."

Dr. Myuu gave a bit of a half smirk, an evil gleam shown in one of his eyes. "You have no idea, good doctor."

Dr. Gero did not detect the strange tone behind Dr. Myuu's words and simply turned to face his computer once more. "Now we simply need to make sure that he can connect with another seventeen on the other side."

His fingers moved rather fast as they hit several keys upon his keyboard. "Obviously, the seventeen of our time is dead..."

Dr. Myuu nodded in agreement after his new partner had finished speaking. "However, with our modifications, he should be able to locate another version of himself either from the past of this timeline, or one that has yet to be destroyed in an entirely different timeline. Either way, it will open a rift that we need in order to leave Hell behind."

Dr. Gero turned his head to face Myuu once more. "Precisely. Now … I suggest we run a test procedure." He entered a command on his keyboard and the android's eyes seemed to light up as he raised up into a sitting position upon the examination table. He didn't speak a word to either of the doctors.

Instead, he jumped to his feet and his eyes became pitch black as a thin black aura appeared around him. As expected, the android raised both of his arms up, the palms of his hands faced forward, and what appeared to be a black bolt of lightning shot from the center of his chest and zoomed toward the dark sky above. He stood fixed in his spot as he began the search for another version of himself.

Meanwhile, in West City, the sun had risen as a new day began. It shone brightly through the window of Pan's bedroom within Capsule Corp. She was in a half asleep state. One of her arms dangled over the side of the large bed, along with one of her legs. Her sheets were a tangled mess. It was clear she had a rough night attempting to fall asleep.

As the sounds of birds chirping was heard out the window, she grunted and grabbed her pillow as she turned over so she was on her stomach and she placed the pillow over her head. "Ugh… five more minutes, please. Or hours."

It wasn't that the bed wasn't comfortable or that she didn't feel safe at Capsule Corp. that kept her from being able to sleep. It was the visions of terror that kept coming to her. The face of Super Seventeen. His sinister laughter echoed in her ears. Even though she had left him behind, memories of him still haunted her.

Realizing that sleep just wasn't going to come for her, she sighed and swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat up. She clenched one of her hands into a fist and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "I need a hot shower." She thought to herself as she looked around the room.

She forced herself off the bed and headed into the bathroom. She approached the walk in shower and turned one of the handles so the water activated and poured down. She then adjusted the water until it was to her liking, testing it by holding a hand under the shower head.

She then began to disrobe, tossing her articles of clothing aside, not really caring where they may fall. Once she was fully nude, she stepped into the shower and let out a long sigh as the hot water cascaded down her body. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly, her lips forming a soft smile.

Steam filled the bathroom, fogging up the mirrors as she cleansed herself, trying to get the thoughts of super seventeen out of her head.

A few minutes later, as she was nearly ready to step out, she heard a knock on the door to her bedroom. She already knew it was Trunks on the other side, being as she sensed his energy.

"Hey, Pan. Just wanted to let you know that my mother prepared a big breakfast for you. It's on the table when you ready."

Pan turned the water off before she replied. "Thank you, Trunks. I'll be there in just a couple of minutes." She reached for a towel and wrapped it around herself as she stepped out of the shower.

"Trunks smiled upon hearing her voice and nodded, even though she couldn't see him. "I'll see you soon then." Trunks turned away from the door and made his way to the kitchen.

Once Pan had dried off and placed her outfit back on, she left the bedroom and went to join Trunks in the kitchen. She smiled upon seeing him and her eyes widened as she saw the amount of food that had been prepared. It actually made her stomach growl upon seeing it and she blushed faintly. "Oh wow, your Mom didn't have to go to all this trouble."

Trunks turned to face her and he smiled brightly from his seat. "She knows, but she wanted to. Come have a seat by me."

Pan nodded and approached the table where she pulled a chair back and took a seat beside him. "Where is your Mom?"

"She had a few errands to run." He responded as he grabbed a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice and he poured her a tall glass of it. "So it's just the two of us." He handed her the glass and she happily accepted it.

She raised the glass to her lips and took a long sip of the drink. "I can't thank you both enough for your kindness to me."

Trunks shook his head as he placed a bite's worth of his omelet upon his fork. "There's no need to thank us, Pan. After all… what are friends for?" He grinned as he placed the food in his mouth and chewed it up.

Pan smiled and reached for a plate of bacon. She grabbed a piece of it and devoured it within seconds. "Mmm, this is so good." She said as she began to devour piece after piece.

Trunks couldn't help but chuckle as he watched her eat. She was definitely the daughter of his old mentor. The two spent the rest of the morning devouring the meal Bulma had prepared. They had a pleasant conversation and enjoyed each others company.

Meanwhile, in an unknown time, a version of Android Seventeen wandered aimlessly through a barren desert area. Suddenly, the sky above him darkened and he heard a voice echo in his mind. It was his voice, but it was strange. The words he heard weren't of his own thoughts. It was as if another version of him was speaking to him from an unknown location.

He jumped and entered a defensive fighting stance. His eyes darted back and forth as he tried to find where this voice was coming from. "Who are you? Why do you sound like me? Show yourself!"

Back in Hell, the version of Android Seventeen created by Gero and Myuu smirked as he spoke. The black bolt of energy was still being released from him. "I am you, Seventeen. Or to be more accurate, a new model of you."

"A new model?" The other Seventeen questioned, raising an eyebrow. "What the Hell are you talking about?"

"Fitting you would mention Hell." The new model responded. "That is my current location. I am speaking to you thanks to some modifications made by my creators. You and I … we are meant to meet. To fuse. To become a greater being with unimaginable power."

The other Seventeen was uncertain rather or not he should listen to this new model, but the promise of more power was more than enough persuasion. "What must I do so we can meet?" He asked.

"Simply focus on my voice." The new model began to explain. "Our energy readings will connect and a rip will open in time and space, allowing my creators and I to escape Hell. You will be pulled to us once this occurs."

The other Seventeen nodded and his composure became more calm as he focused. He lowered his arms at his sides and suddenly a black aura erupted around him. A familiar black bolt of energy was emitted from him and it shot into the blue sky later, a small black hole appeared in the sky and began to expand as the two versions of android seventeen connected with one another.

(To Be Continued...)