Chapter 12: The Results of Training II

17 and 18 glared at the z-fighters silently. Seconds later, they turned their attention toward 20. "Hello, Doctor Gero. How are you?" 17 asked. The z-fighters all gave a sound of astonishment.

"So that's Gero." Gosen said to himself.

"I've seen better days. I've called onto you now to kill the friends of Goku you see before you right now." 18 slowly turned her head toward the opposition. The look in her eyes sent chills down Krillin's spine. "No worries doctor. They are as good as dead." she said coldly.

"Good, good. You 2 seem to be under control." 17 and 18 remained silent and looked at each other. 17 gave a single nod. "I will be heading back to the lab to recover some materials."

"You aren't going anywhere doctor." 17 said sternly. Gero was confused. He asked 17 to repeat himself. "I said you aren't going anywhere. What "materials" were you going to "recover?" The remote to turn us off as soon as we do your dirty work? I don't think so."

"Do not worry about that! If you'd simply obey me, I wouldn't have to use the remote!"

"Well, maybe it's time to graduate from your control. Don't you think so, 18?"

"I agree." She said smiling sadistically.

"Wait! Don't do i-" Before Gero could finish. His head was blasted to kingdom come by 17. Nothing was left but strands of the white hair of his beard. Gero's lifeless body fell making the sound of cloth and metal hitting a hard surface.

"Good riddance. Now, what do we do with these guys?" 18 asked, smiling back at them.

"Might as well test their strength. The 2 saiyans in the front seem to be the strongest looking of all of them."

"I call dibs on the cutie with the long hair." 18 said, smiling at Gosen. Gosen seemed distracted by that statement but kept himself together. The issue was no laughing matter. They were deadly.

"Nah, I got him. I'm curious about him. You can take the short, arrogant looking one." 17 commanded.

18's smile disappeared. "That's no fair! You always get the strong ones."

"That's the reward of being the older sibling" 17 said teasing her.

"Shut up, you're older by a few seconds." 18 said, pouting.

"You. What's your name?" 17 asked looking at Gosen competitively.

"Gosen."

"Alright Gosen. Your fight is with me." 17 encouraged Gosen to fly with him to a more open area. Gosen followed. Even though he was half saiyan, he still looked forward to the challenge.

A pouting 18 looked at Vegeta. She drew her eyes to the lower left and said, "Even if I never knew your name, I would have no interest in learning it."

"What was that!?" Vegeta yelled out. He was livid by that statement.

"Just shut up and follow me, Little man." 18 said, annoyed. All of them flew to an open area. There were no trees in sight, nor any other signs of life other than the group that just landed.

17 rolled up his sleeves and tightened his fists. "This is where we will fight. prepare yourself, Gosen."

"Please don't die too quickly." 18 said to her opposition, Vegeta, who was already enraged enough. She had her hands folded, not even looking at him. She had no interest in fighting him.

"I can't afford to take it easy on this guy. I have to fight as if it were my last!" Gosen thought as he powered up to SSJ level. 17 and 18 looked at Gosen. The look in their eyes showed a sense of confusion. The gold long hair, piercing blue shining eyes, and golden aura of Gosen drew their curiosity. He bent his knees waiting for the first attack.

"What is that? He's different from a few moments ago." 17 asked unusually. That statement sparked the realization that Gero did not know about the SSJ transformation, something that he had forgotten with the fight from 19 a few minutes ago.

"He's different alright. He's cuter." 18 flirted.

"Shut up. As for as I'm concerned he's trying to be like us. Switching from black to blond like that."

"Enough talk!" Vegeta exclaimed. He roared out and he too became a SSJ. Though his transformation was more intense, just like his own personality.

"You too, eh?" 18 stared at Vegeta's transformation not impressed whatsoever. She was completely "Gosen-centric". 17 smirked coldly and attacked Gosen with his forearm. Gosen held his stance bringing a leg behind him to keep him steady. He defended his center with his forearm as well.

"He doesn't look like it, but he has a lot of strength in that arm." Gosen thought, trying hard to hold 17's arm back. Gosen swatted his arm away and attempted the blast 17, but he swatted that blast away. As 17 closed in, Gosen attempted a roundhouse kick to his face. 17 caught this kick swung him around in circles. To stop this Gosen used his free leg and kicked his neck causing 17 to let go, separating them from one another.

Gosen flew straight ahead for a straight punch to bring the fight to him but 17 side stepped and swung his body to kick Gosen with his heel. Gosen ducked swiftly and the hand that supported 17 was swept off the dirt by Gosen's kick to follow up a fail attempted punch. As they both fell to the ground sideways in midair, they both blasted at one another. As both blasts collided, they skidded away from one another out of the smoke.

As the smoke cleared, Gosen could see 17 smile as if he enjoyed the competitive mood of the fight. Gosen's face changed from aggression to confusion. His confusion was quickly resolved by his own competitive nature within his saiyan blood causing him to smile as well.

The 2 young blooded fighters stared each other down, smiling, confusing the z-fighters. "I don't get it. Its like this went from a dramatic fight for our lives to a teenage competition of strength!" Krillin said with his trademark face of astonishment.

"Hey, you're pretty good for a Saiyan." 17 said. It was as if he was complimenting him and insulting him at the same time. A comical vain popped out of Gosen's head.

"And you're pretty good for a walking, talking piece of metal." He fought back with the same level of disrespect. 17's eyes narrowed on Gosen and Gosen's eyes narrowed on 17. The z-fighters could feel the tension between the 2 of them. Cold sweat dripped from their faces as the looks on both fighters feared them. They quickly entered high speed combat trading constant blows. The eyes of the z-fighters popped out of their heads and their jaws extended. They had never seen a more sudden start to a battle before.

"They're having fun and I'm stuck with this little man." 18 said, sighing.

"I would take your focus away from that fight and focus on the true terror in front of you, you hunk of metal!" Vegeta boasted.

"Your annoying." 18 fired back easily. She tightened her fists and stared Vegeta down. "Come. This hunk of metal will show you just how outclassed you are."

Next Time: Sadistic 18