*Review Time*

RonaldM40196867: Nice reference. Training is helpful. How long will this story be?

BlueJacket242: Why thank you! It sure is! Probably very long!

DarkPrinnyVegito: So far so good. I hope this story becomes a long one.

BlueJacket242: Why, thanks, man! Don't worry, this story will go from Z to Super! Also, I hope that you also continue your story! It's pretty cool!

Guest: After Android 17 and Android 18 get destroyed by Gohan, could you let DBZ Brody be canon in the future timeline?

BlueJacket242: That's a possibility... I'm still gonna have DBS Broly take place in this story... Although, as for the DBZ Broly, I have plans for that...

The-Dream: This is not bad. Can't wait for Gohan to have Super Saiyan 2 and Super Saiyan 3. Will you also let Majin Buu be the next threat?

BlueJacket242: Why, thank you! Same here! Hmmmm... There's a 50/50 chance of that happening... If it doesn't happen, I have my reasons.

Sus-Catcher: Gohan x Bulma huh? I know it's the future and all, but yeesh… sounds a little sus

BlueJacket242: Hey, hey! They're at the right age! Okay, okay, 20-age-gap, but close! But, thanks for the warning.

FanficThinker: Good to see Gohan and Trunks training together and having some fun, the androids really just want to go around and destroy stuff, makes me wonder what they would do on planet earth after killing everoyne then what? Nothing left for them to play, talk about losing control. Also having Trunks somewhat hit eighteen a few times should make her feel less pain, i mean sure they are holding back so i feel like she can be get hit by being to full of herself but t runks has been training for a while and its not even a super saiyan. Do androids even power up? they dont have ki. But i like it, i see the drones were something you got from the game kakarot right?

BlueJacket242: Yeah, it's really good to see the boys train and having fun! Maybe the androids can do something else besides killing for once. I'll admit, I probably should've watched the shows before i did the fight between trunks and 18. I saw the Androids powering up in Xenoverse 2 and Kakarot. Don't know why because you're right, they don't have ki, but hey. Games are games. Yeah, i got the drones from Kakarot.

DBZ-Fan:Please update. It's been two months

BlueJacket242: Patience, my friend.

RonaldM40196867: All families have issues, just ask Trunks. Happy February!

BlueJacket242: Yeah, families may or may not great along well... due to having different perspectives...

FanficThinker: Man you really worked hard on this chapter huh? We can see how Goku, gohan and chichi lifes were after and before the android saga and thigns were not always nice but tense too, and we can see trunks growing stronger and forming a bond with Gohan, i just hope we manage to make everyone happy when possible.

BlueJacket242: Yeah, sure did! Learning from the best! Thanks man! Yeah, I wanted to give both Goku and Future Goku some character development in this story! Trunks and Gohan are gonna becoming strong warriors... We just know it! And don't worry, man... We will!

RonaldM40196867: Family therapy may be necessary. Glad you're back. Happy March!

BlueJacket242: Yeah, maybe. Thanks, man! Good to be back!

Duke47: That was funny and aslo sorry for your Losses.

BlueJacket242: Thanks, hehe. And... T-Thanks... I'm going to miss my best friend...

Guest: I like the tribute of Akira. I can't believe you made another TFS reference from DBZA. They actually were goi to include Future Gohan x Future Bulma in a deleted scene of TFS History of Trunks

BlueJacket242: Akira Toriyama... He was the greatest... He's the reason why Dragon Ball existed! As a quote from DC's Legends From Tomorrow, "He died a Legend". Glad you noticed it, lol! Still surprised that they were gonna do it.

FanficThinker: I think it would have been better to focus on some sort of inner monologue about Bulma telling herself she should not feel like that towards Gohan rather then right away be like "I gotta confess" but the future is bleak so why not? Funny thing is that we never hear about Roshi in he goku black saga but we see yajirobi, i wonder if he died there at some point, but even though roshi is no super saiyan he could teach the youngsters his other techniques to help. Also master roshi island is small just for him, when you wrote people of the island asking for help you meant his little island or somewhere else? Also when you make android 18 confront the mysterious girl you put ' rather then " which is a difference between talking and thinking, you did that in some parts down bellow. I always wondered what the androids would do once they killed everyone in the world, then what? just solitute for the two? makes no damn sense those machines. OoOH! Her name is Chesami and is Yamchas daughter, nice! yamcha must have trained her really hard to be able to fight against 18 for a while even if the latter wasnt serious. Roshi basically comes to the conclusion the androids are cocky and full of themselves with no desire to grow stronger while the rest does. Damn...you really made Maron kiss Bulma in the flashback? what A SLU-I mean how nice eheheh...she always had that sexy yet ditzy vibe. Gohan and Bulma got so much fun they forgot to get a condom...oh well its probably fine to raise a child in this apocalpytic world.

BlueJacket242: I'll admit, I really should've put that in the story, but yeah... Lol. Yeah, glad that Roshi survived in the future... Still surprised that he's alive after all of this time! Yep, Yamcha dated and married Maron, Krillin's ex girlfriend and had a daughter with her. Yeah, he taught her a few things to her off-story/off-screen. Hehe, seeing two girls kiss is cute... and pretty hot. Don't worry, Gohan and Bulma will be FIIIIIIIINE!

Guest: cute Mirai Trunks I would have liked a story where Mirai's timeline warriors who have been killed and died Vegeta etc and also goku are taken to a room they saw Mirai Trunks' adventures of everything that goes by with the time machine etc what would they say when they see and all the things that go by it would be a good story

BlueJacket242: Thanks! Hmmmm, that might happen.

RonaldM40196867: GT is underrated. Happy Spring! A fighting spirit is hard to break.

BlueJacket242: Maybe, but it did had great moments. It truly is!

Race101: I hope gohan discovers the hyperbolic time chamber and maybe gohan can discover super saiyan 2 or give him the idea he needs to go beyond super saiyan.

BlueJacket242: Oh, he will!

Guest: Master Roshi joining the fight... BADASS!

BlueJacket242: Why thank you!

Guest: Didn't knew that Yamcha and Maron mated with each other. Will Future Gohan get BEAST during the Buu Saga or the Goku Black Saga?

BlueJacket242: Well, since Bulma dumped Yamcha for Vegeta, I had to do something, lol~. You'll find out which...~

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It's been a few days since Trunks forgave Bulma and Gohan for their secret relationship. After the talk he had with Gohan's mother Chi-Chi, he was able to move on from it. Of course, he still had… awkward moments with Gohan, even while training with him. The lone warrior himself was also embarrassed about it as well since he's dating Trunks' mother.

Anyways, later at night, Gohan was watching Trunks and Chesami training with each other. The lone warrior had a smile on his face, happy to see how the son of the deceased Prince Vegeta and the daughter of the deceased Yamcha were growing and becoming strong.

"That's it," Gohan murmured, his voice barely audible over the clash of fists. "Look at them, Mr. Piccolo... They're almost ready. What do you think?"

Piccolo's voice echoed in Gohan's mind, its spectral tones echoing the wisdom of countless years. 'I think the only real training you'll ever get in this world is on the battlefield.'

Gohan's heart sank slightly as he realized the truth in Piccolo's words. Despite all their training, the crucible of battle was the ultimate test. It was where warriors were forged, their limits pushed to the brink.

'You're right," Gohan sighed, his voice barely above a murmur. The laughter of the sparring duo, the gentle breeze rustling through the leaves of the nearby forest, seemed to fade away, replaced by a heavy silence.

He knew he had to prepare them, not just for the challenges they faced now, but for the inevitable storms that lay ahead. He was the only one who knew the horrors that awaited, the dark forces that threatened to consume the very foundations of their world. It was his responsibility, his burden, to protect them, to guide them into the darkness without succumbing to its pull.

He turned his gaze back to the young warriors, their movements a blur of speed and raw power. He saw within them the seeds of the strength he knew they held, the potential for greatness that needed only to be nurtured. It was his duty to hone them, to prepare them, to stand as a guardian against the encroaching darkness.

But even as he hardened his resolve, a pang of guilt struck him. He, the protector, the guide, was also a product of this world, a world of peace, a world that he had sworn to defend. He was a warrior, yes, but he was also a lover, a boyfriend, a father... Well... Step-father. And in this world, his own family, his own love, was a source of both comfort and conflict.

He had to make choices, hard choices, choices that could put his own happiness and his own family at risk. He had to weigh the burden of responsibility against the weight of love, the duty of protection against the desire for peace.

As he watched Trunks and Chesami, their youthful exuberance a stark contrast to the darkness that haunted his thoughts, Gohan knew that the path ahead was fraught with danger. But he also knew that he had to take that path, that he had to fight, not just for them, but for the future they represented, a future of hope, a future of peace, a future worth fighting for.

As the sparring match drew to a close, Trunks landed a decisive blow on Chesami, sending her tumbling to the ground. A surge of adrenaline coursed through Gohan's veins as he witnessed his pupil's triumph.

"Excellent work, both of you," Gohan proclaimed, his voice echoing across the training field. "You have surpassed my expectations."

Trunks and Chesami rose to their feet, their faces flushed with exertion and pride.

"Thank you, Gohan," Trunks said, his voice filled with gratitude. "It wouldn't have been possible without your guidance."

"You have a bright future ahead of you, Trunks. Same for you, Chesami," Gohan replied, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "But remember, the true measure of a warrior is not only their strength but also their compassion and determination."

Chesami nodded vigorously. "I won't let you down," she vowed, "I'll protect the Earth with all my strength."

Gohan placed a hand on each of their shoulders. "I believe in you both," he said, "Together, we will face the darkness that threatens our world."


The Next Day at Capsule Corp

Bulma, the brilliant scientist, stood in her kitchen, a beacon of hope amidst the ruins. With deft hands, she prepared breakfast for her beloved boys: Trunks, her own flesh and blood, and Gohan, her newfound love and confidant.

As the tantalizing aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, Bulma couldn't help but smile. The sight of her boys, sitting together at the kitchen table, warmed her heart. Once estranged, they had found a way to reconcile, their bond stronger than ever before.

"Boys! Breakfast is ready!" Bulma called out, her voice filled with love and contentment.

"Coming, Bulma!" Gohan and Trunks replied in unison, their voices echoing through the empty house.

As the boys made their way downstairs, Bulma couldn't shake the feeling of joy that permeated her being. Sure, there were still moments of awkwardness between Gohan and Trunks, especially as Trunks grappled with the realization of his mother's relationship with his former mentor. But deep down, she knew that Gohan was a good man, and Trunks, too, had come to understand this.

"Hey Mr. Gohan..." Trunks began, his voice hesitant.

"Hey, Trunks..." Gohan replied, his own voice laced with a hint of uncertainty.

Despite the lingering feelings of awkwardness, Trunks knew that he needed to address the elephant in the room. "I... I just wanted to say that I'm happy for you and my mom," he said, his words tumbling out in a rush. "I know it's weird, but I've come to accept it."

Gohan's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" he asked, a glimmer of relief washing over him. "That means a lot, Trunks."

As the boys ate their breakfast, Trunks couldn't help but notice the look of contentment on Bulma's face. She had always been a strong and independent woman, but now there was a softness to her that he had never seen before.

After breakfast, the boys cleaned the table and started getting ready to go outside, head to the wastelands to do some training.

"Don't worry, Bulma. We'll be back in one piece without the Androids getting us." Gohan said before planting a kiss on Bulma's lips.

Bulma smiled and hugged her boys tightly. "I know you will," she said. 'Be careful."

As the boys walked out the door, Bulma watched them go, a sense of pride and love swelling in her heart.

...

The Wastelands

In the desolate wasteland, where the sun scorched the barren earth and the wind howled like a banshee, Trunks and Gohan stood side by side, their bodies weary from hours of relentless training. As they took a moment to catch their breath, Gohan's mind raced with a question that had plagued him for too long.

"Hey, Trunks..." he began, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah?" Trunks replied, his eyes still focused on the horizon.

"I have to ask... I know that you forgave me and Bulma for our um... y-you know..." Gohan stammered, unable to bring himself to utter the words that had haunted him, "B-But, what was the reason behind it?"

Trunks turned to face him, his expression unreadable. "Well... I ran out of the house after what happened... Then... I was visiting your mother and grandpa at their place."

"Oh, really?" Gohan asked, surprised. "Why would you do that?"

"I needed to calm down and have someone listen to my frustrations," Trunks explained. "They did have a small issue, but they're okay."

"Small issue?" Gohan repeated.

"Yeah... Some old, weird robots were attacking your mom, but I took care of them."

Gohan's eyes widened in horror. "What?! Really?! Is my mom okay?!"

"Don't worry. She's okay. Not a scratch on her," Trunks assured him.

Gohan let out a sigh of relief. "Phew... That's good... Thanks, Trunks. I owe you one. If you hadn't been there... Well... there's no telling what might've happened."

"You're welcome, Mr. Gohan," Trunks replied, a hint of pride in his voice. "O-Oh, I almost forgot. Chi-Chi wanted me to tell you something. She said keep fighting, but try to make it home safe once in a while."

Gohan chuckled. "Oh... W–Well, I can't do that now, yet, obviously... But, I guess I can start making daily trips back to make sure that she's okay."

"She would like that," Trunks said.

"Right. Speaking of family, I promised Bulma that I'd take her out on a date after training. So, let's hurry before she gets worried."

"Y-Yeah," Trunks agreed, his voice trailing off.

Trunks took a head start and left the area, his heart pounding in his chest. Gohan then turned around for a bit and looked at the sky. The stars twinkled above him, a reminder of the vastness of the universe.

"If I really want everyone to be safe and at ease... I need to defeat the androids and bring peace back to this world," he whispered to himself, a newfound determination burning in his eyes.

Gohan then turned around and followed his young student/step-son. He and Trunks then flew into the air, intending to head back home. As they soared through the air, Gohan couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose and determination. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but he was more resolved than ever to protect his loved ones and restore peace to the world.

...

At Night in Capsule Corp

Trunks lay dormant in his bedroom, relishing the respite of slumber.

In an adjacent room, Bulma, the brilliant scientist, meticulously prepared for a clandestine rendezvous with Son Gohan. As she adorned herself, Gohan sat perched upon her bed, his mind preoccupied with the poignant words of Trunks.

A flashback washed over Gohan's consciousness: 'O-Oh, I almost forgot. Chi-Chi wanted me to tell you something. She said keep fighting, but try to make it home safe once in a while.'

The memory tugged at Gohan's heartstrings, instilling a bittersweet pang of remorse. "Mom..." he whispered to himself, "Just hang on a bit longer. I promise... I'll come back home once the androids are gone..."

His reverie was abruptly shattered by Bulma's melodious voice. "Oh Gohan~... How do I look?"

Gohan's gaze shifted towards Bulma as she emerged from the closet, her attire radiating an alluring elegance. His eyes widened in astonishment, his breath catching in his throat.

Bulma had discarded her scientific garb, replaced by a flowing crimson dress that accentuated her curves. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders in lustrous waves, adorned with shimmering jewels. A hint of perfume wafted through the air, tantalizing Gohan's senses.

"You... you look incredible," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

A playful smile danced across Bulma's lips. "Well, now that you've approved, shall we get going?" she asked, extending her hand towards Gohan.

With trembling fingers, Gohan took hold of Bulma's hand, feeling a surge of both excitement and trepidation. As they stepped out into the moonlit night, the secrets that lay ahead seemed as vast and enigmatic as the stars twinkling above them.


The Next Day - At the Mountains

The next day, Gohan, Trunks, Chesami and Master Roshi continue their training with a new resolve.

"Alright, let's begin the training," Gohan said.

"Ooooooo! Are we gonna have another sparring match?" Chesami asked in excitement.

"We can—and will—do that," Gohan assures her before turning to Trunks, "But I think we need to focus on making Trunks into a Super Saiyan, so let's start with that"

"Oh, cool!" Chesami replies before seeing her love interest's sad face, "You okay, Trunks?"

"I–I'm sorry, guys…" Trunks said sadly, "I know it's taking a while for me to become a Super Saiyan… I don't think I'll be able to become one today…."

"Don't beat yourself up, lad," Master Roshi said as he patted Trunks' back.

"Yeah, Trunks, it's not your fault" Chesami then hugs him.

"Don't worry, Trunks," Gohan assures his young student, "We'll take our time with it"

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion coming from the city. The four heroes turned their attention towards it.

"That explosion! It must be the androids!" Gohan exclaimed.

"Those androids are going too far…" Roshi spoke in a sad tone.

"I cannot let them destroy another town!"

"Then, let's go, Gohan!" Trunks said with determination.

"Yeah! Let's kick some android ass!" Chesami spoke with the same determination.

The lone warrior then glanced at the two of them and thought to himself, 'No… Trunks still can't transform into a Super Saiyan… And Chesami isn't even a Saiyan, either… Those two aren't ready for this fight yet…'

He then walked forward, "I'll be back! You two stay here with Master Roshi!"

"Hold on, Gohan!" Chesami stopped him, "We can help you fight those punks!"

"You and Trunks still aren't ready to take them on," Gohan tells her, "Just stay here with Master Roshi for now!"

"But… Any help would be better than nothing… Right, Gohan?"

"Ngh…" Gohan didn't want to admit that fact.

"I'm sorry, Gohan, but the young lad has a point" Master Roshi points it out.

"R-Roshi…" Gohan was about to say when another explosion, "D-Damn it!"

"Gohan, please… Let us fight with you! We won't get in the way! We promise!" Chesami begged, wanting to prove herself. Even though she's not a saiyan like those two, she's still strong enough to fight!

"Ugh… Fine…" Gohan said, begrudgingly allowing his students to come with him, "But try to keep up, okay? And don't push it if you think it's too much!"

"Thanks!" Trunks said.

Gohan then looks at the old master, "Sorry, Roshi, but you better stay here, or at the very least, head back to your hideout"

"Don't have to tell me twice," Roshi remarks.

The three heroes then took the skies, flying straight towards the city.


At the City - SuperWorld, An Amusement Park

"Hello, and welcome to SuperWorld!" the automated public announcement system boomed, its slogan still pending. 'Please stay behind the line!'

But the line was of no consequence to Androids 17 and 18. With their sleek cybernetic bodies and formidable power, they effortlessly cut to the front of the roller coaster queue.

"Excuse me, you two," the SuperWorld attendant stammered, his voice trembling. "You can't cut the line!"

"Do...you not know who we are?" Android 18 retorted, her voice laced with unmistakable menace.

"If you'd like to get on the rides faster, we do have a fast-pass system that's only 7,900 zeni-" the attendant began to explain, but his words were cut short as Android 18 extended her hand, firing a powerful blast that sent him flying.

The crowd erupted in screams and panic as the Cyborgs boarded the roller coaster and took off at lightning speed. "Whee!" they exclaimed, their laughter echoing through the chaotic amusement park.

The carnage continued as the Cyborgs wreaked havoc on every ride they encountered. They spun wildly on the teacups, launched themselves into the sky on the swing sets, and even tried their hand at the Merry-Go-Round.

"Yeah, you know, when you can fly, these rides don't really seem that fun," Android 18 remarked as they boarded the carousel.

But their amusement was short-lived as Gohan, Chesami, and Trunks appeared, their faces etched with determination.

"That's enough, androids!" Gohan shouted, his voice trembling with fury, "You've caused enough destruction!"

Trunks glared at the androids hatefully, his eyes blazing with vengeance. "How could you monsters do this?!" he demanded.

17 rolled his eyes in boredom. "Oh great... You guys again?" he drawled. "Well, at least you brought the girl with you two."

"What a drag," 18 said, her gaze falling on her brother, "Let's get rid of them so we can keep having some fun! There's tons of other far more interesting people left to kill!"

Chesami growled, her hands clenching. "Well, if you're already bored," she hissed, "why not try taking a ride on my fist?"

17 raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Wow, you, uh, want a minute to rephrase that there, wolf princess?"

"Nope!" Chesami replied, "I'd rather take that minute to kick your ass!"

18 chuckled. "Okay, now see? That's better."

As the tension in the air thickens, Trunks turns to Gohan, his eyes brimming with determination. "Gohan, let me help you fight them!"

Gohan nodded. "Fine. You can be my support," he said, "But try not to put yourself directly in harm's way."

"O-Okay!" Trunks exclaimed.

Gohan then turned to Chesami. "Now Chesami, I want you to just sit back and spectate... Unless they team up on me or Trunks, in which case, jump in."

Chesami couldn't help but feel a pang of inadequacy. She had fought 18 before, but that had been a desperate struggle for survival. Now, facing both 17 and 18, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was outmatched.

"Gotta admit, I can't help but feel like I'm woefully unprepared for this," she said, her voice laced with self-doubt.

"And that's exactly what we prepared for!" Gohan declared.

With a deafening roar, 17 fired a powerful blast at the ground, creating a cloud of dust that obscured his movements. As the dust settled, Gohan transformed into a Super Saiyan, his golden aura blazing. He charged at 17, their fists colliding with a deafening impact.

Trunks, true to his promise, stayed on the sidelines, providing cover fire with his energy blasts. Chesami watched the battle unfold, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that if the androids teamed up, she would have to intervene.

"I'm more than enough to handle these losers on my own" 17 said with a confident smirk.

"Try to keep it sappy," 18 replies, "We got places to be"

"One slip-up and we're done for!" Gohan states before looking at his young students, "Chesami, Trunks, you two need to be careful!"

"R-Right!" Trunks responded, his voice trembling.

"You got it, Gohan!" Chesami declared, filled with determination.

Gohan fought valiantly, his fists and feet a blur as he unleashed a barrage of attacks upon his mechanical foes. But the androids proved to be formidable opponents, their unyielding bodies impervious to his blows.

Just as Gohan seemed to be gaining the upper hand, 18 appeared in his path and palm-punched him into the window of a nearby restaurant.

"Gohan!" Chesami screamed, her voice filled with concern.

The androids relentlessly attacked Gohan, their combined power easily overwhelming him. Chesami could no longer stand by and watch. With a determined expression, she rushed into the fight, her fists blazing with energy.

"STOP IT!" she shouted.

She rushed into the battle, her fists blazing. 18 turned to face her, her eyes narrowed in amusement.

"Well, well, well," 18 said with a smirk, "Look who decided to join the party."

18 fired a blast at Chesami, who dodged it with ease and then leaped onto a nearby Ferris wheel. 18 followed, her body flickering with lightning-fast speed.

"You're going to pay for what you did, bitch!" Chesami declared, her voice filled with righteous anger.

"Didn't your mom wash that dirty mouth of yours, little girl?" 18 retorted, her laughter echoing through the air.

As the battle raged on, Chesami and 18 traded blows, each determined to defeat the other. Chesami's agility and Trunks' cover fire gave Gohan the opportunity to recover, and together, they fought back against the androids.

Android 17 dodged Gohan's Kamehameha wave and Trunks' Burning Attack with ease. He then taunted them, "Is that all you've got, boys? I'm barely even breaking a sweat!"

...

Meanwhile, Android 18 was fighting Chesami, the daughter of the late Yamcha. 18 had the upper hand, and she couldn't resist taking a few jabs at her opponent.

"Is that all you've got, little girl?" she taunted, her eyes gleaming with malice, "17 said that you were stronger than the other humans we've killed, but you don't look like much. Hell, you remind me of that Yamcha loser we killed years ago."

Fury surged through Chesami's veins, "Don't you dare talk about my dad like that, you bitch!" she shouted, her voice trembling with anger.

"Oh, you're feisty," 18 sneered, "I like that. But it won't save you."

Chesami gritted her teeth and started to concentrate, her body beginning to change dramatically. Her muscle mass increased by 50%, and she grew taller and stronger.

"HHHHHAAAAA!" Chesami roared, unleashing a surge of energy that sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

Gohan and Trunks, who had been watching in disbelief, were amazed to see Chesami using one of the skills that Master Roshi had taught them last week.

"Wow... really?" 18 said, unimpressed.

"THAT IS SO COOL!" 17 exclaimed, his voice filled with admiration.

Chesami charged at 18, her fists clenched. 18 smirked and met her head-on. The two women exchanged blows, each one trying to overpower the other.

Chesami was holding her own, but she knew that she couldn't keep up this pace forever, especially the warning that Master Roshi told her before. She probably should've started at 25% and perfected it before moving to 50%, but right now, she was trying to help her friends survive and trying to beat the androids. She needed to find a way to finish this fight quickly.

...

Meanwhile, Gohan and Trunks had witnessed Chesami's desperate struggle against the formidable Android 18. A surge of determination ignited within them.

"Trunks, help Chesami! I'll handle 17!" Gohan shouted, his voice echoing through the battlefield.

Trunks nodded in agreement and darted towards Chesami, unleashing a thunderous energy blast upon 18. The android was forced to evade the attack, providing Chesami with a precious opening.

Seizing the opportunity, Chesami unleashed a relentless assault of punches and kicks, each strike imbued with the enhanced power granted by her newfound bulk. Android 18 was overwhelmed by the sheer force and was sent hurtling backwards.

"GOD-DAMN-CHEAP-SHOTTING-BITCH!" 18 screamed as she crashed through buildings, her voice reverberating through the air.

Android 17, witnessing his sister's misfortune, couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh. "She fisted your ass, sis!" he exclaimed. However, his moment of amusement was short-lived as Gohan's powerful kick connected with his face, sending him crashing into the same wreckage where 18 lay.

That was when Chesami deactivated her Semi-Power form, returning to her normal self, "D–Did we win?"

"I think so!" Trunks exclaimed in excitement, "We won!"

However, Gohan knew that it wasn't over, "No! They're still alive! Don't let them-Huh?!" Gohan was cut off when 17 appeared and kicked him in the face.

"GOHAN!"

The piercing cries of Chesami and Trunks shattered the tranquility, sending ripples of concern through the young hearts. Without hesitation, Android 18 soared towards them, her cold, metallic eyes glinting with malicious intent.

Before Chesami and Trunks could react, 18's powerful kick connected with Chesami's face, sending her crashing unconscious. With lightning speed, she then punched Trunks, knocking him out as well. Grabbing Trunks by the shirt, 18 prepared to deliver the final blow.

"CHESAMI! TRUNKS!" Gohan's desperate cry filled the air as he launched himself towards the scene. With a swift kick, he sent 18 flying, rescuing Trunks from her clutches.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" Gohan frantically leaped away, clutching Trunks tightly. Diving down, he scooped up the unconscious Chesami and soared back into the sky, holding both children protectively.

But their respite was short-lived. 'Oh, I don't think so!' Android 17's menacing voice boomed.

A barrage of energy blasts erupted from the Androids' hands, ripping through the amusement park and reducing it to rubble. Gohan desperately shielded Trunks and Chesami behind a shattered piece of debris.

"Well, damn. Think they got away?" 17 wondered aloud.

"I don't know... We can't sense life energy..." 18 replied, a hint of frustration in her voice.

"Seriously, what was the POINT of not giving us that ability?" 17 complained. "Seems like an intentional design flaw, if you ask me."

"Oh, well. Scorched Earth?" 18 suggested.

"Scorched Earth," 17 confirmed.

Gohan's heart sank as he witnessed the devastation unfolding before his eyes. 'Aw, damn...!' he thought with dread as he closed his eyes to endure of what's about to happen.

In a final, ruthless act, 17 and 18 unleashed a devastating blast that obliterated the entire amusement park, leaving only charred remains in its wake.

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In the aftermath of the cataclysmic battle, Gohan stirred from the depths of unconsciousness, his body wracked with excruciating pain. As he opened his eyes, agony shot through him, every fiber of his being screaming in protest.

'Ow! Pain! Oh, everything's in pain...'

He struggled to move, but something was amiss. As he looked to his left, his heart sank. His left arm was gone, severed at the shoulder.

"Oh, man," he uttered, his voice barely a whisper.

With a heavy heart, he began to crawl towards Chesami and Trunks, both of whom lay still and unconscious.

'Too bad I'm not a Namekian... Be really handy right about now,' he thought grimly.

Resigned to his fate, he reached into his bag for the Senzu Beans, his only hope for recovery. But as he opened the bag, his hopes shattered. Only one Senzu Bean fell out.

'Bean. Singular. Ah, well, that's disappointing...'

With a sigh, he carefully cut the bean in half and placed each half into the mouths of his fallen comrades. As he watched them swallow the precious medicine, he felt a profound sense of loss.

"Trunks... Chesami... You two... are our... last hope..."

He knew that their lives hung in the balance, and that the fate of the world rested on their shoulders. As he drifted back into unconsciousness, he prayed that they would awaken and fulfill their destiny.

And so, Gohan lay there, his body broken but his spirit unbroken. He had given his all, and now he could only hope that it would be enough.


Few Hours Later - At Capsule Corp

Bulma Briefs, the brilliant scientist, had retreated to a secluded dark room, her fingers dancing across the keyboard of a holographic display.

'Dating a male, early-to-mid 20's...black hair...not too tall, loves to study and train...' she muttered to herself, her eyes scanning the profile she was meticulously crafting.

A mischievous glint flickered in her eyes as she thought of her boyfriend, Gohan.

Her reverie was abruptly interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching. She glanced up, her heart pounding with anticipation, only to see her son Trunks and her deceased ex-boyfriend's daughter, Chesami, rushing in, their faces etched with worry.

'Hey, Mom?' Trunks began, his voice trembling slightly.

Bulma sighed. "What is it, Trun-"

Her words died in her throat as her eyes fell on Gohan, who Trunks was carrying in his arms. Gohan was battered and bruised, his left arm missing.

"OH, MY GOD!' Bulma exclaimed, rushing over to them, "What happened?!"

"Mrs. Bulma!" Chesami cried. "We need your help! Trunks can't find Gohan's arm anywhere."

Bulma's mind raced. "Oh, sweetie..." she murmured, her heart aching for her injured friend.

With deft precision, Bulma guided Trunks and Chesami to a nearby medical bay, where she swiftly set to work. As Trunks and Chesami watched over Gohan, who was now lying in a bed, body covered with bandages, a wave of guilt washed over them. It was their recklessness that had led to Gohan's injuries.

As she bandaged his wounds, she couldn't help but reflect on the events that had transpired.

"So, have you learned anything today?" she asked Trunks once they had finished.

Trunks looked at her, his eyes filled with a mix of sorrow and determination. "...The only good Android is a dead Android?" he replied, a hint of his father's stoicism in his voice.

Bulma sighed. "You really are your father's son," she said softly.

"Mrs. Bulma, could you do anything about this?" Chesami asked the scientist.

Bulma hesitated, "Well, I can't really restore his arm without the senzu beans... They've been long gone ever since... However, I could make a metal arm for him."

Chesami and Trunks gasped. "REALLY?!"

"It'll take a few days... Maybe even weeks...," Bulma said. "...But I'll do my best."

As Trunks and Chesami watched over Gohan, who was now covered in bandages and sleeping soundly, a sense of gratitude washed over him. Despite the tragedy that had befallen their mentor and friend, they knew that Bulma would find a way to help.