SailorStar9: Chapter 7 goes up. This is Chapter 8 and the last chapter of the Androids Saga. Read and review.
Disclaimers: Only the plot is mine.
Chapter Summary: Goku, Chi-Chi, Krillin, Yamcha, Gohan, Ami and Trunks are all in an airplane flying to Kame House to hide Goku from the Androids. Gohan asks the two time-travelers if they kill the Androids in there timeline will the Androids in the future just vanish. Then Trunks gets very disappointed and realizes that where he is from is like a parallel dimension and that anything he does now will not have a impact on the future. At Kame House, Tien walks in the door and him and Chaozu go off to train more for the Androids. Back in the plane, Trunks now realizing that his time can't be affected by the outcome of the time he is in now, he then has a flashback and says he came back because Bulma wanted him to and he wanted to help the people in his time. Well anyway the flashback is of Trunks walking down a street. Now Krillin is talking to Bulma. She sends him a picture of Trunk's time machine. Except its old and covered in moss. The show now ends and the preview for the next episode is when Gohan, Ami and Trunks find an egg in the time machine.
Chapter 8: Unwelcome Discovery
"Tien!" Chaozu blinked when Tien opened Maser Roshii's door.
"Tien..." Master Roshii stated.
"Chaozu, let's go." Tien told his sparring partner. "We have training to do."
"Hold on there, Tien." Mater Roshii voiced. "What about the Androids? Did you guys defeat the Androids? What's that" he gasped after Tien shook his head. "You don't mean... in that case..."
"Is everyone okay?" Turtle inquired.
"It's alright." Tien answered. "Nobody has died yet. Very soon, Krillin and the others will be bringing Goku here. Please have them fill you in."
"What?" Master Roshii echoed.
"Wait for me, Tien!" Chaozu hurried after the cyclopes.
"So, what could have possibly happened?" Oolong wondered.
In the plane...
"So, to them, it's like a game." Krillin commented. "But, in any case, they intended to kill Goku."
"Are they really that strong?" Gohan asked.
"Yup." Krillin confirmed. "You can even think of them as stronger than what Trunks warned us about."
"This is terrible!" Chi-Chi suddenly exclaimed. "All this time's been getting away while we've been sitting here, what a waste."
"What's the matter, Mother?" Gohan crawled over.
"Well, get to it." Chi-Chi slammed a stack of study books in front of her son.
"At a time like this?" Gohan blinked.
"No matter what time it is, studying is important!" Chi-Chi insisted.
"You really are something else, Chi-Chi." Ami giggled. "I think we can get used to this era." she grinned at Trunks.
"So, what do we do now?" Yamcha asked.
"Not that I would know." Krillin admitted. "What should we do?"
"How does this sound?" Trunks voiced. "What if I took the time machine back further into the past, and destroy them before they're activated? I know the location of Dr. Gero's laboratory and all."
"I get you." Yamcha agreed. "That's a good idea, isn't it?"
"Hold on." Krillin stated. "I thought your time machine didn't work quite perfectly, did it? And from what Goku said, it takes an awfully long time to store enough energy to make a round trip, right? If you go further into the past, are you sure you can return to your future?"
"Not exactly..." Trunks admitted.
"You know, I was thinking..." Gohan started. "If Trunks goes back a little further in time, and even if you're able to destroy the Androids there, what will happen to the Androids that are here now? Will they suddenly disappear?"
"Gohan, you should just be studying like a good boy." Chi-Chi scolded.
"That's right." Trunks realized. "I'd forgotten! Undoubtedly, if I were to go back to the past and destroy the Androids, the future of that world of that time would be saved. But in this world, where the Androids are already activated, nothing would be changed."
"How does that follow?" Krillin was confused.
"For example," Ami took over. "Goku managed to hold on to his life with the heart medicine we brought him from the future. However, in our future, Goku remains long dead from his heart disease. In other words, while there may be a future where Goku survives, there's still another one where he died. From many minor events, many different futures are created."
"Just a minute." Krillin cut the explanation short. "You mean, even supposing that Goku is capable of destroying the Androids, in your future, won't they still exist there, same as ever?"
"That's right." Trunks confirmed.
"Smart and beautiful. And Mother always wonders why I love you so much." Trunks teased, encircling a protective arm around her waist.
"Down boy!" Ami joked, swatting his arm playfully.
"In that case, what did you even come here for?" Yamcha was confused. "After all, your world won't be changed."
"Mom..." Trunks started, looking out of the window. "Mom was so ticked off by us always being clobbered by the Androids, she thought it would be nice if there was a peaceful future where they had been beaten."
"But her primary goal was to have Trunks fight with Goku against the Androids to find a weakness in them." Ami supplied. "If that didn't work, we would have had Goku come to our future to defeat them there, or something like that. You can't keep anything from me, you know." she reminded the half-Saiyan.
"I've learnt that a long time ago." Trunks admitted. "Anyhow, it appears that we've come to a different past than the one we knew of. The timing of Goku's heart disease was off, for one. For another, there are now 3 Androids. Their strength so much greater..."
"You broke your sword again, didn't you?" Ami sighed.
"But why is that so many things different?" Gohan thought to ask.
"I don't know." Trunks admitted. "Why is it this bad? Is it because of us coming back in the time machine?"
"There's nothing for you to be fretting about." Chi-Chi chided. "If you hadn't come, Goku would've died from his sickness. I'm terribly grateful to the both of you."
"And as usual, it's us females who find the silver lining in things." Ami remarked.
"That's the right idea." Krillin agreed. "Something's going to turn up."
"Yeah, absolutely right." Yamcha concurred.
"We've been through so much before." Krillin chuckled. "Something's bound to come up this time too. Isn't it?"
"Someone give him a wrack on the head for me, please?" Ami joked.
"Father!" Gohan exclaimed when Goku started screaming.
"Snap out of it, Goku!" Krillin called.
"Let me through!" Chi-Chi pushed Krillin aside and gave Goku the rest of the antidote.
"Goku is even fighting in his dreams." Trunks remarked after Goku settled down,
"Yeah, really." Krillin agreed. "That sounds like Goku."
Elsewhere...
"Wasn't the Super Saiyan supposed to be invincible throughout the land?" Vegeta raged. "So what happened? How did it come to that – that debacle I suffered? I am the super-elite Prince of the Saiyans! And then, by becoming a Super Saiyan, I should have been the greatest in the Universe! Is it because my opponents were Androids? Is this the best I will ever be? No!" he insisted. "There're still more to be had! I am Vegeta! No matter how strong the enemy is, I will surpass them! I will surpass them! Count on it! And Kakarot, after I beat the Androids, you're next."
In the plane...
"We'll be at Master Roshii's island pretty soon." Yamcha stated in the pilot's seat. "Say, Krillin, shouldn't you let Bulma know what's been going on?"
"Yes, you're right." Krillin agreed. "But you want me to contact her? Aw, man..."
"You're the one who knows the situation best." Yamcha reminded. "Please?"
"Alright." Krillin sighed. "Your Mother sure has a sharp tongue." he told Trunks.
"She's no different in the future." Trunks laughed nervously.
Pressing the number pad, Krillin got through to Bulma. "Er, this is Krillin calling." he voice once the line got through. "Is Bulma there?"
"Krillin!:" Bulma immediately shouted through the receiver. "What, you mean you're alright?"
"Something never change." Ami giggled at Trunks' shocked expression.
"Where are you calling from?" Bulma demanded. "I thought Gohan should have been back by now but when I called his house, no on was there. Wait, never mind that, is the future grown up son of mine, Trunks, and his girlfriend, there?"
"Yes, he's right here." Krillin replied.
"He's there?" Bulma exclaimed. "Great! Would you let me speak to him?"
"You can go ahead and talk now, he can hear you over the speaker." Krillin remarked.
"Okay." Bulma noted. "Well, the company here got an inquiry from some folk in a rural area in the west. They came across a strange abandoned vehicle and they wanted to keep it for themselves. However, they couldn't figure out for the world how to start it up and they were asking if we can help them."
"Right." Krillin nodded.
"So we asked them over the phone what model vehicle it was," Bulma continued. "But they didn't know. We asked them if they were sure it was one of our products, and they said, 'It says right here on the body, 'Capsule Corporation'. We told them, in that case, please send us a photo, and they did. I was so surprised when I saw the photo. It was the time machine Trunks and Ami rode on, but it's damaged."
"That can't be right..." Ami frowned, looking at Trunks.
"No, it's right here." Trunks took out his capsule case from his jacket pocket. "I turned it into a capsule and took it with me."
"He says it's right here with him." Krillin conveyed.
"I see, naturally..." Bulma noted. "So, this isn't the one they came in. There's some moss or something stuck to it, making it seem pretty old, so I thought it was kind of strange. Say, how many time machines did my future self make?"
"How many?" Ami echoed. "It was all she could manage to make just one."
"That's strange." Bulma mused. "This is definitely a time machine. I saw the one you two were in before, so I couldn't mistake it. Hey, do you have a fax there? Take a look at this photo."
Once the photo was faxed over, "Here." Krillin handed it to the time-travelers.
Once it was in his hands, Trunks gasped, "Unmistakeable. This is the same time machine we rode back in. What does this mean?"
SailorStar9: Phew, another chapter down. Stay tuned for Book 3: Imperfect Cell Sage.
