Sorry for the really late release guys! I think from now on RE is going to just be updated whenever I get the chapters done, sorry if it takes forever in advance!

You didn't come here to hear me talk though, so here's the chapter!

Gohan looked at the bald fighter quickly approaching on the horizon, he looked worn out and beaten. He turned to go back inside and almost ran into the hulking figure of his Grandfather.

"Hey Gohan, what's the matter?" The Ox King questioned, his voice was deep and full of concern. He may not look that scary any more, now wearing brown pants with a white T-shirt and black suspenders. He traded his protective ox modeled helmet for a more decorative one with smaller horns. Finally, he now wore glasses that rested on his nose, providing much better vision, along with a more inviting and grandparent-like look to him.

"Tien doesn't look very good Grandpa, we may have to move depending on how the battle is going." Gohan replied, looking concerned. He hadn't had the time to check the battle with his senses in the last ten or so minutes, he had been helping his mother take care of his father. Just a few minutes ago Yamcha had landed and given them an update. From what he had said, Gero was no longer a threat, though his creations were still on the loose.

Yamcha stepped outside as well now, Gohan could see how worried he was about his friend and former rival. "If Tien is coming back alone I sincerely doubt that the fight is going very well. We should move Goku as soon as we can." Yamcha told the young boy.

"Where could we move him to that would be safe though?"

Bulma sat in her lab chair for the first time in months. She really wanted to go to sleep, or see her father and mother, but she had work to do. She knew about Gero's technology now. She had built it for Kami's sake. If she could replicate it in her lab then there were ways that it could be used to benefit the world. Not that she was too confident about the fate of the world right now, she had help build the androids, she knew how strong they were. They even had some of her memories, luckily enough she had learned how to block some of her mind from the probe Gero had sent to steal her thoughts. To her displeasure though it had taken her until midway through the fight against Frieza to learn how to do it. So trying to improve on Capsule Corps' technology would need to wait.

Now she pulled out a large blue sheet of paper and a pen. It was going to take a little bit of time, but this could help turn the tides in the Z fighter's favor in the long run, she was convinced of it. She began to draw vigorously, she only stopped a moment when her elbow hit against her father's ashtray and it fell off the work table. It clattered to the floor and spread cigarette butts sprawling across the floor. The tray bounced a few times before it came to a rest at a pair of feet covered in black shoes. As Bulma looked up she saw a familiar figure wearing a lab coat. Within a second there was a pair of arms wrapped around her.

"You're home!" Dr Briefs could barely contain his happiness as he hugged his daughter. Bulma hugged her father right back and just as hard. It seemed like forever since they had seen each other. The embrace lasted for a nearly a minute before Dr. Briefs let go and looked at his daughter. "I'm so glad that you're alright, dear. You should be resting after all you've been through, what are you working on?"

Bulma looked down at her blueprints and picked it up, passing it to her dad. Upon looking at them Dr. Briefs was astounded, his daughter was already surpassing him. He chuckled as he thought to himself, this must be what Roshi feels like with his trainees getting stronger than him. The print before him was ingenious, his DNA radar couldn't even come close. He reached into his pocket and flipped open the small box located there. His fingers did the movement that they had been doing for almost forty years now as he singled out one of the long tubes and brought it up to his mouth. At the same time he brought a lighter up with his other hand and lit the cigarette. "So, what can I do to help?"

The androids landed in the clearing where the Son house hold was located. They shared a look as they began walking towards the entrance. Just a few dozen feet from them rested the man they longed to kill. Each step increased their anticipation until they were only fifteen feet away. They stopped and 17 cleared his throat, "Goku, we know that you're in there. Come out now or we are going to blow up this entire area."

They stood waiting for a few seconds before the front door began to open. From the opening in the building the young Son Gohan stepped out, an angry look on his face. "Leave this place, my father is not well."

"That doesn't matter to us, boy," Android 18 spat, "We are just here to kill the world's strongest fighter."

"Now step aside or I'll kill you just like I killed," 17 hesitated for a second, clearly he hadn't thought this through, or he had thought it over too thoroughly, "Well, like I killed the other you."

Gohan was visibly shocked by the statement. His future self was stronger than Vegeta even, how could he be dead? He had to stand firm though, he had to defend his home and his family, but he was not alone. From the front door of the house Yamcha and Tien exited and stood in front of the half-Saiyan, both ready for a fight.

"This is going to be interesting, huh Tien?" Yamcha asked his friend nervously. They both knew that if Future Gohan and Vegeta were defeated in their Super Saiyan states, they hardly stood a chance. They could still buy some time though, they could still save Goku.

"Yeah, nothing we can't handle though man." Tien replied, the androids began to walk towards the Z fighters, blank icy looks in their eyes. Tien turned his head towards his old rival and nodded. Both seasoned fighter jumped up and on the roof of the house and before the androids could question it at all anything they could have asked about the situation was answered.

"Masenko-ha!" Gohan yelled the name of his favorite attack as he released the ki he had built up in his hands. The blast ripped it's way towards the androids, tearing the grass and dirt in it's path out of the ground. It reached it's target and detonated.

Yamcha and Tien didn't lose a second, they each flew in at their enemies. In a matter of seconds the once peaceful forest clearing erupted into a battlefield. Yamcha threw a fist at the face of the boy android with all of his might. Before the fist could make contact 17 ducked under it and rotated his body so he faced away from the scar-faced fighter. He brought his elbow back, drilling it into the human's gut. With his other hand he grabbed his foe's outstretched hand. Using Yamcha's previous momentum against him, he threw the man to the ground, right into the Son family mailbox.

Tien was not fairing much better than his ally. He had managed to land one or two lucky hits in before she began to hit back. The tide of the fight changed quickly thereafter. Currently, Tien was held by his neck as 18 jammed her fist into his gut. All three of his eyes bulged after each punch, the power behind them was enough to kill a lesser man. After the tenth time that she gut smacked him she threw him into the air. Disappearing and reappearing behind him she bicycle kicked him into Yamcha just as he was about to get up.

Gohan saw his friends being pummeled by the mechanical fighters and knew he had to do something about it. Though he used most of his energy creating the ki blast that seemingly did nothing against the androids, Gohan hated being tossed to the wayside like this. He charged up some more ki in his fists and discharged it at his enemies. They were taken aback for a second, but only a second. They deflected they blasts back at the small Saiyan.

Gohan thought quickly and threw two huge chunks of dirt at the ki. As they made contact the dirt exploded, causing a haze in the air. Gohan knew about where the androids were, so he rocketed off and focused on getting in as many hits as he could. The young fighter was taken by surprise as an elbow was driven into his back and a foot connected with his face. He went spiraling into the air as the androids gave chase. One would speed up and knock Gohan down while the other would catch him and threw him back towards the other. Finally, 17 caught Gohan by the back of his gi and held him up high in the air.

"That could have worked, little guy, if it weren't for the heat sensors Bulma installed in us. Just one of her many 'gifts'," 18 yelled at the demi-saiyan, "You must let us know where she is so we can 'thank' her properly."

"Haha yes, you should." 17 added in, lifting Gohan up a little bit.

"I'll never sell out my friends!" Gohan screamed.

"Fine, hey 18, let's test out your aim. Try to hit the kid and not me." 17 chuckled as he proposed the idea. 18 started laughing as well as she charged a blast in her hand and aimed it at the boy. She feigned trying to figure out the right angle to shoot from. After a couple of seconds she fired the blast.

Gohan looked up just in time to see the ki sphere coming at him. He closed his eyes and winced, preparing himself for whatever was about to happen, more than likely death in this case. Instead he found himself falling to the Earth below. When he opened his eyes and looked around he saw a kienzan disappearing in the air and the short monk clad in orange that always seemed to accompany that technique.

"Jeez, that comes in handy when I'm saving you guys all the time now!" Krillin joked.

Gohan pulled himself up to his feet slowly. After stumbling a few times he finally got stable and looked around. The area was completely decimated by the fight that had happened here just a bit ago. He searched out with his senses to try and find his allies from this time. His fear was that they were dead, killed by the androids, just like they were in his time line. Finally he found a faint ki signature not too far from him. With no time to spare Gohan sped off towards the source of the ki.

Krillin floated down and landed next to Gohan. Tien managed to get to his feet and limped over as well, letting Yamcha lean on his shoulder. The androids looked down on them with a mix of amusement and anger.

"Just back off, all of you." 18 commanded.

"It's not like we're going to do anything bad, all we want to do is kill Son Goku." 17 added in. The remaining Z fighters glared at their enemies. Gohan clenched his fists.

"You'll have to go through us first, and we will never let you get to Goku!" Krillin yelled triumphantly. Yamcha shot him a strange look before turning his gaze back to the androids. 17 and 18 glanced at each other and shrugged their shoulders. All the participants of the epic battle powered up as much as they could. Then, without another word said, the fight began.

Krillin fired off a few ki blasts covering for Tien who snuck behind 17 and kicked him in the back. 17 was able to see through this plot though and whipped around and caught the leg, taking a ki blast to the back, but gaining an advantage at the same time. He pulled Tien in and delivered a punch to his face. As Tien flew backwards Yamcha took his place and punched 17 in the gut. As the android recoiled 18 appeared to Yamcha's side and axe handle smashed him into the ground.

Rushing to the others,18 grabbed a hold of Krillin and put him in a full nelson. When Gohan came in to save his friend, but 18 used Krillin as a human shield, she was untouchable. While Gohan tried to move around 18 to get a good shot in at her, she threw Krillin at Tien, who was behind 17, about to strike him from behind. The two bald fighters stumbled backwards and eventually fell to the ground. Yamcha charged his ki up and used every last bit of it to strike at android 17.

"Take this you bastard, Wolf Fang Fist!" Yamcha yelled as his energy took the form of a wolf around his body. His hand was curled into a makeshift wolf claw and he pounced on 17 with lightning speed. He made contact with the android's shoulder and 17 immediately screamed out in pain. His sleeve ripped off as he jerked out of the way of the rest of the attack. Unlucky for him though Yamcha was prepared for that and smashed another one of his fists into 17's face. Finally as the android tried to duck Yamcha went for a finishing blow to his opponent's neck.

His hand never reached their destination though, they froze halfway there and the ki around them dissipated. 18 removed her hand from his shoulder.

"An eye for and eye, a shoulder for a shoulder, that's how the saying goes, right?" she said snarkily. Yamcha coughed out blood onto the ground beneath him before he fell face first into the red puddle he had just made.

Gohan found Vegeta laying on the ground, he was barely breathing, but he was alive. He had no senzu beans on him and no healing powers like Dende, obviously. There was no way for him to heal Vegeta, no way except for the most tried and trued way to get rid of injuries, time. Luckily Saiyans were nothing if not durable, not a minute after Gohan landed next to him Vegeta coughed a few times and leaned himself up a small bit. His right eye partially opened.

"W-where the hell are they." He spat out. A small smirk crept across Gohan's face, though it caused him a bit of pain. His expression quickly returned to normal as he focused on the situation.

"Shut up Vegeta, you're in no shape to fight them right now." Gohan replied.

"You s-shut the hell up, brat, I'll tell you if I c-can fight or not." The proud Saiyan yelled, though he couldn't get very loud.

"It's just like old times, haha!" The half Saiyan of the future said under his breath.

"Would you two stop arguing and do something useful?" Both warriors turned to see Piccolo limping towards them. He was battered and bruised from head to toe but his worst injury was right out in the open. He was missing both of his arms, two bleeding stumps were in the place of what should have been his shoulders.

"Piccolo!" Gohan raced to his former mentor's aid, worried about his well being.

"I can handle it, Gohan." The namekian replied.

"B-but, both of your arms are-" Gohan was cut off mid sentence by the gruff alien.

"You really haven't seen me in a while, have you?" Before Gohan could answer his question Piccolo grunted and yelled in pain as two new arms shot out from their previous socket. Gohan stood in awe before remembering that he had seen the Piccolo of his time do the same trick once or twice. Then he nodded at his old mentor.

"We need to get Vegeta some place that he can heal." Gohan said after a minute. They both looked down at the bloody Saiyan laying on the ground. Being a namekian, Piccolo could heal faster than most humans and Gohan dealt with these kinds of injuries almost once a week for the past decade or so, he could still operate with them. But Vegeta had arguably been beaten the worst of the two, not to mention his pride was broken yet again. He tried once again to get to his feet before Gohan and Piccolo gently lifted him up to a standing position. Vegeta quickly hit them both away from him.

"I can stand on my own!" He shouted before stumbling a little bit. Once he had steadied himself he looked at the other fighters. "So, what happened with the androids? Did you defeat them?"

Gohan and Piccolo exchanged a look with one another. "They beat me just a little bit after they finished with Piccolo. I doubt that the others could handle them. Which means that we need to hurry."

"Gohan, we would be of no use in that fight, at most we would provide them a second or two before the androids beat us again."

"Well then they are going to get those seconds!" With that Gohan took off into the air. He was going no where near his top speed, his injuries wouldn't allow that, but he was still going faster than any commercial jet could.

The short bald monk went careening into the small structure that was the Son family's house. 18 rushed through the hole she had caused and before Krillin could stop her she blasted the door in and ran through the house.

"Come on out Son Goku! If we kill you now we promise to let your friends live...for a while." She called out as she tore the inside of the house apart.

Outside, 17 held Gohan by his right leg and Yamcha by his long black hair in his other hand. Tien laid beneath his foot. All three were thoroughly beaten, nearly dead. Gohan squirmed about and tried to free himself, but each time he was met with 17 bringing up his free leg and kneeing the boy in the skull. This in turn put more weight on Tien's head each time he did it, causing the former assassin a great deal of pain.

"Would you guys give up already? It's getting really pathetic," 17 said as he kept them all incapacitated, "All we want to do is let you watch us kill your dear friend, that's all. Then we'll let you go free so we can hunt you down later!"

Before anyone could speak up about their disagreement with the android's plan there was an irritated yell coming from the house. Then there was a blast and the roof of the house burst upwards. 18 came flying out, holding Krillin in one hand and the Ox King in the other.

"Damn it! 17, this big oaf was the only one in the house, Goku is not in there." She yelled out. 17's face contorted into one of anger. He threw Gohan, Yamcha and Tien at the house. At the same time 18 dropped her two captives as well in the same area. She floated over to her brother and crossed her arms.

"Well what do we do now? We don't know where he is at." 17 began.

"Don't ask me, I was counting on him being here. It was going to be less work that way." His sister replied angrily.

"Maybe we should start looking in all the places he has an association with. We should start with the Kame House."

"Hell no, let's go to Capsule Corporation, if Goku's not there then Bulma will be for sure."

Gohan listened to the two mechanical siblings argue about where to find his father and how to kill his friends and his blood began to boil. He slowly raised himself to a kneeling position and looked at everyone around him. No one was moving except for his Grandfather, who was sitting on his far left, shaking with fear. These androids were destroying his life. If he didn't do anything, then they would succeed. He only had one shot at this. He pulled his hand up to his head and touched his pointer and middle fingers to his forehead. The androids were still arguing and didn't notice Gohan gathering a dense amount of ki on his fingers. Finally he believed he had as much as he could get. If future me could do it, then so can I!

It wasn't quite as much as he wanted it to be, but it would do, all he needed now was aim. He pulled his hand away from his head and extended his thumb, pointing his fingers at the androids.

"Hey, androids, take this!" Gohan yelled. The androids were shocked as they turned to see the boy pointing at them. "Special Beam Pistol!"

A bright yellow beam shot forth from his fingers and another, smaller beam circled around the larger one. They flew right at the androids at an incredible speed. There was the sound of tearing and a scream and Gohan fell backwards, satisfied that his technique had met it's mark.

"Kami DAMNIT!" It was the voice of 17. Gohan strained himself to lean upwards and see what was going on. To his horror both androids were still standing, though 17 had a large rip on his left side, it didn't seem to affect him at all. "Why do you bastards keep on ripping my jacket?! This is my favorite one!"

He was fuming now, gathering ki in both of his hands and floating upwards. "Get out of the way 18, I'm going to blow that little freak to smithereens."

Gohan looked up and saw the android charging his attack. He knew that this was it, that he was done for.

To his side his Grandfather was staring at the energy 17 was charging as well. Back in his day he was not rivaled by many people, in fact he had been an apprentice of the great Master Roshi. He was considered one of the world's strongest for quite some time, being beaten only by old Gohan, Roshi and a select few people. There was a time where he almost got a hold of ki control, but he never managed to master it. Now he was surround by people that had mountainous power, outclassing him by far more than he cared to admit. He had outlived his usefulness as a warrior, he no longer owned a castle or land, all he had now was his family. There was nothing he wouldn't give up to save that family.

"Take this runt; POWER BLITZ!" 17 yelled as he unleashed a huge wave of ki at the half-Saiyan.

This is it, it's all over. I'm sorry dad. Gohan relaxed his body and accepted the fact that he was about die. He heard the blast whizzing towards him and a second later he heard the sound of it contacting. Strangely he felt nothing, was this what death felt like? Shaking the thought quickly he strained to open his eyes.

Standing before him about a foot or two was his Grandfather, Standing straight up and his arms flung wide open. He was only silhouetted, the bright light of the blast. When it was over he fell to the ground, motionless.

"No! Grandfather!" Gohan screamed. Then everything went dark and Gohan slipped into unconsciousness.

Yeah! Lots of fighting in this one! Hope you enjoyed it!