NOTE: I don't like this chapter or this movie. Like, I was seriously blanking and damn near forcing myself through it. But I just had to get it down and over with. Everything you're about to read is me throwing shit at the wall and seeing if it sticks.
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Chapter 7: Super Android 13
Beneath the remnants of a decimated mountain range, the remains of some sort of laboratory. Rust and dust covered the broken pieces of machinery as hints of their unused states. Soft wind blew through the range where only the whistling could be heard. A peaceful bliss where only nature survived over technology.
BOOM!
Until something came along to disrupt that peace. The floor of the lab exploded, six figures emerging through the black smoke. Metallic sounds clicked against the rusting as each one touched down on the ground. The smoke cleared away to reveal the ones responsible.
The first one appears as a muscular man with greenish-blue eyes and long white hair. He wears a yellow-brown vest adorning the Red Ribbon Army logo on his left side, as well as tiny gray suspenders worn underneath his vest, dark green trousers, dark grey boots with black tips, brown gloves, as well as a gray and yellow trucker hat with the Red Ribbon Army logo on its front.
Followed by a very short and small man with purple skin and large pink lips. He dons a large green hat with a red ball on top. He has a black and white tuxedo shirt with a dark yellow and blue overcoat. He also wears a red bow tie sporting the "Red Ribbon" logo. He also wears baggy light blue pants and black boots.
The third male is a large, heavily built muscular man. He dons a brown brassard and belt combination, large brown gloves, a long green man-skirt, and yellow and black boots. His skin tone is a shade of silver and has brown eyes instead of blue.
Standing behind the men were three women of vastly different appearances. The first one appeared to be a woman of pale skin, dressed similarly to that of a Western American Sheriff, however she wears a long denim skirt instead of pants. She has a brown leather holster wrapped around her waist with two revolver pistols tucked into each side of her leg. This woman is riding on what appears to be a mechanical brown stallion. On the front of her hat was the Red Ribbon insignia.
The second was a rather short woman sitting with her legs crossed over an old table. She had pale skin, bright blue eyes, and short blonde hair. Her mouth was covered by a piece of metal that prevented her from talking. The metal mask had the Red Ribbon symbol burned into it. She wears a white cloak over her body, but the hints of black bottoms could be seen underneath.
The final one of the group is a tall woman with flowing blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She smiles brightly, showing off her set of perfectly glowing teeth. Her outfit is a formal suit decorated in the colors and stars of the American flag with the Red Ribbon insignia on her left breast pocket. Resting atop of her head was a long top hat of similar colors.
Shifting his head back was the one with the trucker hat. He scanned over his companions with a dark smile. "You all 'member our objective, right?"
The little man took out a bottle of oil to drink. "Ain't like it's possible to forget."
"Having the 'ol doc's voice screaming in our processors like fingernails on a chalkboard would make it impossible for anyone." The cowgirl flicks her hat up to get a good look at her fellow android.
"Good!" He turned back to the mountain range. His sensors scanned the globe for their primary target. The targeting system beeped loudly once it locked onto the biosignature of their creator's most hated enemy. The redneck chuckled darkly. "Hehe! I think it's time for us 'rejects' to make our boss' dream a reality!"
Like a sonic boom, all six androids blasted off into the blue sky with only one goal in mind:
KILL SON GOKU!
Son Goku felt miserable today. Not because there wasn't anything to fight, no that was the least of his issues for once. He would have been more than happy to spend the day relaxing in the woods of Mt. Paozu. Instead, he and Gohan had been dragged off to the shopping center in the city by Makima. Apparently, there was some big formal event that she was participating in and had to bring a 'plus one'. And to no surprise, since he is her husband, he had no choice but to fill that role.
"Cheer up, Dad! It's not so bad!" Gohan tried to cheer up his father. The two were resting on a bench with piles of boxes filled with newly bought clothes next to them. Makima had figured this would be a good opportunity to buy them all new clothes while finding a nice suit for Goku to wear.
"You don't understand, Gohan…we're trapped here." Goku whined.
"Dad…"
"Makima doesn't stop shopping until she's checked every single store!"
"I mean-"
"She goes through every piece of clothing!"
"That's not that-"
"And she makes me try on every single thing! Especially suits! I hate suits!" Goku declared. Suits were stuffy and tight, far too constricting for someone as free spirited as him. And yet for some reason Makima always made him try them on! He didn't understand why!
Gohan winced a tiny bit. "Okay, well, I can see why you don't like that, Dad." Even he had to admit that it was a bit tiresome for his mom to make them try on everything. But it clearly made her happy, so the boy toughed it out!
Seems like his dad had hit his limit. Ironic for the guy who usually breaks through his limits in the face of adversity.
The Saiyan raised on Earth continued to whine like a baby. "I should have gone with Fami and the others! At least they're free to have fun!"
"Oh? Is spending nice quality time with your wife and son not fun, darling?"
The way Goku hid behind his nine-year-old son would have made you question if he really was the guy who defeated Freeza.
Goku peaks his head out. "M-Makima! Hey!"
The Control Devil was sporting a nice navy-blue summer dress that complimented her figure nicely. She wore a hip-length navy blue open jacket with white polka-dots all over it. Her heels clicked along the marble floor as she made her way over with an assortment of accessories recently bought. "Gohan, tell your Father that he doesn't need to try on any more suits."
"Really?!" Goku exclaimed, his fear turning into cheer. He released his son and dove for his wife, wrapping her up in a lovingly tight hug. "You're the best, Makima!"
As much as she loved his embrace, she rolled her eyes at his behavior. All it took was mentioning that their shopping trip was done to return him to normal.
"So, you have everything you need, Mom?" Gohan asked. He looked over their giant pile of purchased items. Gohan wondered how his mother was even able to afford them all.
"Yes. Unfortunately, this shopping mall doesn't have as many worthy stores to pick from. Under normal circumstances we'd be here longer." Makima explained. Then she remembered that her socially inept husband was still holding her up in the air, causing many onlookers to give them strange looks. "Darling, put me down."
"Oh yeah, sorry." Goku lowers her gently. "Are we going to take these back home now?"
"No, we'll be stopping by the Food Hall to get lunch with the others. We can eat as much as we want-" A burst of wind damn near knocked her and Gohan over. It took less than a millisecond for Makima to realize that her husband had just barreled through the mall towards the Food Hall. "-Yeah, I should have expected that."
Gohan looked uncertain. "Uh…are you sure you can afford it all, Mom?"
She gently ruffles his hair, reminding herself to schedule him a haircut later. "Worry not. I stole one of Bulma's credit cards." Makima flashes the black card before sliding it back into her purse. "Now let's hurry before your Father and Aunt get us permanently banned from another establishment."
If there was anything Future Trunks regretted more than his own inability to save his mentor, it was taking up Fami's offer to join her on an outing today. Apparently, in her words, he was wasting away his precious youth by focusing so much on his important mission. So, he ended up getting dragged around the entertainment center by Fami, Roshi, Krillin, and Oolong. They had run into Goku's family earlier, who were shopping for clothes, and he really wished he had taken up Makima's offer on joining them. Especially now that they were waiting in line for some pageant that would show the world's most beautiful women.
The only problem was that they were the ONLY people waiting in line.
CRUNCH!
And Fami's loud bag of pretzels weren't helping either.
"Why did I agree to come here…?" Trunks whined.
"Chin up, Trunks! You might end up having fun!" Krillin lightly elbowed him.
"I-I don't think my Mom would approve of me coming here…"
Roshi laughed at Trunks' purity. "You're old enough to make your own choices, lad! Why, at your age, your Mother was flashing her boobs at people left and right! Hahaha!"
"Wait she did what-"
"And besides, do you really want to miss out on seeing a bunch of gorgeous women flaunting themselves on stage?" Oolong presses as well, making the future warrior blush.
Trunks' finger lightly scratched at his cheek, the teen's eyes shyly met the floor. "I-uh-I'm not sure if that's a noble goal."
Fami hands him a bag of pretzels. "Lighten up, here, have some." Trunks reluctantly took the bag and placed it in his jacket's pocket.
"You never know, Trunks, this could be an awakening for you." Krillin said.
"A-awakening?!"
"In your time, I doubt you've had the chance to experience the wonders of a woman's beauty! Today will finally be the day that you enter manhood!" Roshi declared.
"...And a beauty pageant is the best way to do that?" Trunks did not see the reasoning in that logic.
"Well, it was either this or a strip club."
"Beauty pageant it is!" Trunks loudly declared, suddenly excited about their activities. Krillin, Oolong, and Roshi joined his cheers as they thought about the plethora of beauties that would soon grace their sights. Sweat was pouring down his face as he thought about the overwhelming disapproval his mother and mentor would have if they saw him right now.
Fami continued to eat her pretzels, watching the tomfoolery in front of her. When they were entering the hall, she was the only one to notice the sign that announced the pageant was canceled due to the women getting sick. She could have said something but found Trunks' embarrassment far more enjoyable to watch.
Outside of the shopping center, within the city, an explosion occurred that caused a panic throughout the street. People screamed in fear as they ran for safety from whatever it was that caused the incident. Most assumed it was a Devil attack, but upon closer inspection, the situation may have been even weirder.
The sight of an old western sheriff riding a robot horse through the street with a rather large, grey-skinned Native American next to her was far weirder than any Devil attack people have experienced in recent years. The female sheriff tipped her hat up to give herself a better look at the city. "Whoo wee! Can't say I find myself unimpressed by the big city!" She whistled loudly. The sheriff turned to her companion. "How about you, Fourteen?"
Fourteen didn't answer her question verbally and just gave her a stoic glance.
"I agree!" She seemingly wasn't bothered by his silence. "The city is grand, but the city folk sure are rude!" As she said that, they moved along a crosswalk, causing a devastating pileup of cars to build up to their right. The cries of pain and death didn't phase the two at all.
The horse's eyes lit up, releasing a burst of lasers to blow apart a wall that blocked their way. "Nice one, Isabella!" The sheriff lovingly rubbed her stead's snout.
"Y-you monsters!" A voice stopped them momentarily. The Androids looked over to see a man holding up a gun at them. "Y-you bastards killed my wife!"
"We did?" The sheriff tilted her head.
"Your horse crushed her head!" The man pointed down at the floor. The sheriff looked down to see that her stead was standing on a corpse, her foot drilled straight through the woman's skull.
"Hm. So, we did."
The widower couldn't believe the callousness of her tone, anger brimming in his eyes. "B-bastards! I'll kill you!"
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Guns aren't meant to be played with." She said as she pulled out one of her revolvers. "However, once you aim one at someone-"
"DIE!" He pulled the trigger.
BANG!
His bullet never left the chamber, since it had been stopped by another one drilling right through the barrel, tearing through his gun, and stabbing through his forehead. The man's body dropped lifelessly to the ground.
The sheriff blew lightly on the barrel of her revolver, twirled it, and then placed it back in its holster. "Be prepared to lose your own life."
"Eleven, we're wasting time." Fourteen said.
"Right, right. Let's hurry to our objective." Eleven agreed with a light huff. She patted her stead on her side. "Giddy up, Isabella!"
The two Androids continued their destructive march through the city towards the shopping center.
Inside the Food Hall, Goku and Fami were scarfing down tray after tray of food with no signs of slowing down. Gohan and Trunks were eating just as much but at a much more reasonable pace. The rest of the group were eating more humane levels of food while ignoring the usual incredulous stares of the passerby and staff.
Goku looks up from his food, swallowing with a loud gulp. "So, you guys were waiting in line for 3 hours?!"
"All because Fami didn't tell us the pageant was canceled!" Oolong whined.
"You should have been paying better attention, bacon." Fami replied uncaringly.
"Stop calling me that!"
Roshi took a swig of his cola with a shrug. "Oh well, we'll just have to come back next year."
"I was so looking forward to finding a girlfriend too." Krillin sighed, rubbing the back of his head.
"You never would have succeeded." Makima's cut-throat line stabbed the monk's heart.
"Mom…"
"I'm only telling the truth. Now, focus on eating." Makima nudged her son.
"It was probably for the best…" Trunks sighed as he drank his orange juice. "We can do something else, like see a movie?"
"Any movie you're interested in?" Krillin asked.
"I'm…still unfamiliar with movies in general. Someone else should pick." Trunks replied. Sure, his mom and Gohan showed him some films when he was younger but those were extremely outdated. Wait…were they outdated if he was in the past?
As Makima prepared to take another bite of her pasta, her ears started to twitch, picking up on sudden vibrations. At first, she thought it might have been an earthquake, but the sounds were approaching their location rapidly. Her eyes met Fami's, who had also noticed the vibrations.
The vibrations started growing violent, alerting everyone within the Food Hall. Goku stopped his eating when every single one of them and the furniture started to ascend into the air. The floor beneath them bubbled with piercing light penetrating through.
A massive explosion devastated the Food Hall and several sections of the shopping center. Smoke, glass, metal, and debris scattered all over the surrounding area as screams echoed through the air. Thankfully, for the people inside, Goku and his allies were able to act quickly enough to save all the civilians within the Food Hall. Makima held several bubbles of civilians, Fami captured some in one of her constructs, Goku and the rest carried the stragglers in their arms.
Makima and Goku dropped their groups on a nearby roof before floating into the air to confront the ones responsible for the destruction of the center. "A terrorist attack? No. That was far too destructive for any normal humans to be capable of producing." Makima said.
"Whoever it is, they're not getting away with this!" Goku declared. He and his wife flew above the wreckage to search for who was responsible, but both of their senses were coming up blank. "I can't sense any energy!"
"Did they run away or…?" Her question was answered by a quickfire round of KI blasts coming towards them. Makima blocked the surprise attack with an invisible shield. "They're still here! And I have a feeling I know what they are!"
Goku looked back at the others. "Gohan! You and the others drop those people off somewhere safe!"
"You got it, Dad!" Gohan listened without question. He, Trunks, Fami, and Krillin flew off further into the city to drop off the civilians they were carrying.
Suddenly, Fourteen dashed through the smoke and collided his head with Goku's chest. The Saiyan coughed loudly as he was knocked through the air.
"Darling!" Makima cried. Her eyes took notice of the Red Ribbon symbol on Fourteen's belt as he blew past her to follow after Goku. "Of course! We couldn't sense them because they're Androids!" She fired off chains to grab Fourteen's legs, but two bullet-like blasts deflected her chains.
"Sorry, Missy, but I can't let you get in his way!" Eleven ascended into the air, still riding her horse. The sheriff pointed both of her revolvers at the Control Devil. "Put 'em up, partner!"
Irritation and exasperation flowed through the Control Devil. "Seems that the disgusting doctor still had some surprises in store." Her aura flared up, dark energy swirling in the air. "I'll be sure to send you back to him in pieces."
Goku caught himself then caught Fourteen's fists in his hands, placing them in a stalemate. He noticed the Red Ribbon emblem and reached the same conclusion. "Red Ribbon? Now it makes sense why I couldn't sense your energy!"
Fourteen didn't make a comment. He pulled back his head for a headbutt, but Goku pulled back to throw him off. The Saiyan releases him to donkey kick the android away. "You can tell him that there's no way I'm letting you guys kill me!" Fourteen quickly re-engaged for another clash of blows. Fourteen knocks him down into the city, chasing him down with lethal intent.
Eleven's horse weaved between the buildings, racing along the glass and metal to reach the Control Devil. Makima twists her body to avoid getting nailed by energy bullets, one drills through her blood-colored hair. Her sliced strands contort around the bullet, then stretch out into her open palm. Makima spins the bullet strand like a sling and launches it back at Eleven at a fierce velocity.
"Throwin' my own bullet back?! Not very smart!" Eleven fires off another bullet to counter the counterattack. The attacks collide, exploding violently enough to decimate a few of the buildings between them.
Meanwhile, Goku and Fourteen continued their clash, shockwaves shattering several windows of the city. The Saiyan kicked his opponent back and noticed all of the destruction their battle was causing to the city. As much as he enjoyed fighting, dragging innocent people into it was against his rules. Fourteen took advantage of his distraction to fire a big chunk of KI at the Saiyan, blasting Goku across the city and into a building. With his opponent cornered, the android prepared to finish off until a large, yellow mouth-like construct appeared beneath him. Fourteen boosted himself upwards to avoid getting chomped on.
Fami appeared in front of her brother-in-law, munching on a large pillowy pretzel. "Robots don't taste as good, but I'll take what I can get."
"Fami!" Goku exclaimed.
Back with Makima, the devilish mother had a pair of golden handcuffs locking her hands and feet. She had been tossed over onto the back of Isabelle, a cheerful robotic sheriff slapped her ass with a giggle. "Hah! Who woulda thunk that the 'ol wife of Goku would be so easy to beat down!" Contrary to her assumption, Makima wasn't troubled at all and had already figured out how to break out of the cuffs. She was simply going along with it for her own…experiment.
"Let go of her!"
A burning hot streak of KI nailed Isabelle, throwing off Eleven's momentum. Trunks ascended into the air and kicked the Android off of her horse. He grabbed Makima and pulled her away to safety. "Mrs. Makima?! Are you okay?!"
"Hm? Oh, yes, I'm fine." Makima leaves her own thoughts and breaks free of the cuffs. "I was simply trying something out. I'll probably save it for later."
Trunks was confused. "W-what are you talking about?"
"You're too young to know." Makima's vague answer just left him even more confused. The Control Devil's eyes shifted to the other side of the city to see her husband was flying away from the city with the other Android on his tail. "I see. I figured you'd settle for that option, darling."
Trunks looked in that direction as well. "Goku's taking the other one out of the city! We should follow his lead!"
"Yes, we shall." Makima responded. She then checked to the other end of the city to see that Fami had rejoined Gohan and the others. Since her son was still safe, she could focus on this. "Let's move. She'll follow."
"Right!" Trunks and Makima took off after Goku.
Eleven recovered from Trunks' surprise attack to see her opponents leaving. "Hey! Where do you lasses think you're goin'! Isabelle!" She whistles for her horse who quickly beckons to her command. Eleven hops onto her stead, whipping the reins, and chases after her targets.
"They're leaving the city!" Krillin exclaimed as he and the others waited down below. "Where are they going?!"
"Wherever they're going, we have to help!" Gohan exclaimed; his mind already made up.
Fami shrugged. "Your Dad told me to watch you, so if you go then I'll have to come with you." She knew this song and dance already, so did the boy's parents, but that didn't stop them from trying to keep the boy out of it.
"W-wait! Do I have to follow?!" Krillin asked, clearly scared.
"All hands-on deck, Krillin!" Gohan responded. His aura ignites and he shoots off into the sky like a rocket. Fami follows after her nephew with a reluctant Krillin trailing close behind.
Goku led everyone to the arctic tundra as their new battleground. "Alright! This should be far away enough from any population!"
"Honestly, darling, if you wanted to take a vacation to such a remote location then you should've just asked." Makima flirted.
"Hehe! Sure! I'll give you a heads-up next time!" Goku responds with his goofy smile.
"Is this really the time for this?" Trunks groaned.
"The lad's correct!" The Saiyans and Devil turned their attention to the two Androids standing on a glacier above. Eleven twirled her pistols, her horse screeching a bit while Fourteen crossed his arms. "I have to say, nice little place ya picked, Goku! Honestly, the city's far too busy of a place to bury ya!"
Trunks moved forward, venom lacing his throat. "I wouldn't be so confident if I were you, Android! You two are outnumbered here!"
Eleven smirked at the accusation. "Are we, now?"
Makima's eyes widened when a blaring sound entered her ear. She twirled around and created a barrier to block the huge ball of KI that threatened to blow them away. She pushed out and dispelled the attack. "Looks like we're not just dealing with two Androids."
Approaching from the other glacier were four more Androids dressed far differently from the other, but Makima could see one cohesive theme between them all. "I'm sorry, was Dr. Gero American?"
"You could say that or maybe he was a believer in true freedom." The woman dressed in the American colors answered.
"Somehow I doubt that…" Trunks muttered.
"Regardless of the good doctor's nationality and race, I think a few introductions are in order, yes?" The southern sounding Android turned to his comrades.
The small purple one took a swig of his bottle. "My name's Android Fifteen."
"Android Ten!" The American exclaimed with a salute.
"This one is Fourteen, and I'm Eleven." Eleven went next while pointing her thumb at the Native American-like machine next to her.
The southern android placed his hand on the small woman's head. "And this little lady is Android Twelve. She'd introduce herself but as you can see, the good doctor decided to keep her trap shut."
"Wait, why?" Goku asked.
He removed the metal mask over her mouth. Twelve's face shifted into a nasty snarl as he bore holes into Goku. "You goodman stupid, ignorant (BEEP)!" The southern placed the metal mask back onto her mouth while enjoying the shocked faces of the heroes.
"See?"
"And now I'm convinced Gero was racist." Makima comments.
"Now as for me, you can call me Android Thirteen! Unlike our other fellow Androids, we were all created by Dr. Gero's supercomputer! Failures kept in the backlog as a just in case precaution in case the others failed to kill your asses." Thirteen explained.
"Really?! Now Gero's computer is trying to kill me?!" Goku asked.
"That's right! And right now, it's down there schemin' and plannin' to create more and more ways to see you dead!" Thirteen announced.
"Unfortunately for our creator, it's a pointless endeavor. We six are more than enough to wipe you away and bring true freedom to this world!" Ten declared.
"Can't we just settle this peacefully? There's no need for all the pointless bloodshed." Goku requested.
"No can do, Goku! We were programmed to kill your ass and that's exactly what we plan to do!"
"And that's why we'll never agree with you! You're all nothing but pawns in a madman's insane schemes with no free will of your own!" Trunks declared.
"Free will?! War, segregation, and hatred! Is that what you've done with your 'freewill', boy?! Don't you lecture me with your $30 haircut, Goku dies!" Thirteen yelled with equal venom.
The future warrior leaned in with a smirk similar to his father. "We'll see you Red Ribbon redneck."
"Heh! I like that spunk!" Thirteen smiled cruelly. "Fourteen! Fifteen! Kill the boy!"
"You got it, bossman!" The short and muscular Androids dashed forward at Trunks. He was forced to block their attacks and was flung back across the ice caps. Fourteen and Fifteen descended on him with equal tenacity.
"Trunks!" Goku exclaimed.
"Ladies!" The female Androids looked to their leader. "You three have the privilege of killing Goku's wife."
"With pleasure!" All three vanished from sight, then appeared above Makima with blinding speed. The Control Devil raised a single hand to block the stomp of Isabelle, two more sets of arms sprouted out of her body to block hits from Ten and Twelve. The women and horse vanished like speeding blurs, shockwaves shattering the ice of the arctic.
Thirteen tipped his tucker hat to meet Goku's eyes. "And that just leaves you and me, Goku. Looks like '13' is your unlucky number."
"I don't believe in stupor stitches!"
"Killing you is going to be the most fun I'll ever have." Thirteen chuckled at Goku's mispronunciation. He points his finger at the Saiyan and fires a red sphere of KI. The Saiyan deflects the attack, then crosses his arms to guard against Thirteen's charge. The two engage in a fierce contest of blows in the air.
Hidden below, Fami was keeping her nephew from jumping into the fight. At the moment there wasn't a need for them to jump in. However, if things start to get dicey then she'll intervene. Neither her sister nor brother-in-law had gotten serious just yet.
Makima weaved through a plethora of blows from Ten and Twelve, then blew them both back with finger bullets. She spun to avoid getting hit by a few energy bullets and returned fire with her own at the ice. Isabelle hopped into the air to prevent herself and her master from falling into the icy depths. The horse opened her mouth and released a beam of energy to consume the Devil, but Makima deflected the beam with a swipe of her hands. Suddenly, Ten came crashing down on her with a giant axe that split the glacier apart in a single blow. Makima leaped back to gain some distance.
"Huh! Y'know, for an old broad you have some skills, missy." Eleven compliments.
"Hmph." Makima reaches behind her head to tie her long hair into a ponytail. "This soul of mine may be old, but this body is still quite young." She finished with a small glare.
"Old or young, it doesn't matter! As long as your body holds righteous spirit, then your death will hold merit!" Ten declared.
"Righteous? Tell me, do you believe killing my innocent husband is 'righteous'?" Makima asked.
"Our entire existence curses every breath he takes. Therefore, by the decree of our leader, we'll cull the guilty in the name of freedom." Ten answered. "This world will know peace by our hands!"
Makima released a short breath. "In that case…" Her eyes opened to reveal their malicious glow. "We have nothing more to talk about!"
"I wouldn't say that, partner! We have plenty more to talk about, ain't that right, Twelve?" The sheriff looked at her short companion.
Twelve tore off her mask, pulled back her head, and released a destructive sonic screech that tore the area apart. Makima was blown back by the screech, her eardrums vibrating from the sounds. As she crashes against the glacier, Ten flickers in front of her and brings down her axe in a wide swing that severs her arm. Makima's scream was cut short by Ten dragging her face along the ice roughly, then tossing her across the tundra. Isabelle and Eleven pushed forward to stomp down on the Devil's back, crushing her underneath their combined force.
The three arrogantly laughed at their triumph until a small burst pierced through Isabelle's neck. Electricity and heat sparked from the damage done, alerting Eleven that her steed was about to blow. She leaped off her horse, rolling across the ice as the mechanical animal exploded into tiny metal chunks. "ISABELLE!" Eleven screamed, heartbroken.
Rising from the ashes of her steed was Makima, smoke and water covering her form. She snapped her fingers to rid the substances off her body. "I usually have a thing against animal cruelty, but I'm sure we both knew that thing didn't count."
Hatred and fury burned in the Android's eyes. "Y-you demon bitch!"
"It doesn't feel so good to lose the one you love, huh? I'm surprised you could even comprehend the idea." Makima continued to taunt.
"I-I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!" Eleven took out her pistols and rushed forward with several shots being fired.
"Eleven, wait!" Ten shouted.
As Makima prepared to block the Android, a ripple of destructive force tore through the tundra. It swallowed Eleven and blasted her into the opposite ice formation across from the group. While the Androids were surprised by the intrusion, Makima recognized who it was immediately. "And of course you showed up.
Stepping through the devastated mountain was none other than War, an arrogant smirk streaking across her scarred face. "Sorry, am I late to the party?"
She wasn't the only new addition to the battle as Makima felt another power level make itself known. A huge pillar of energy erupted through the ice caps, the Prince of all Saiyans emerging to float above the battlefield.
"Vegeta?!" Goku gasped.
"Father!" Trunks exclaimed.
"Tch! Of course, he had to show up as soon as I make my epic entrance!" War complains.
"Oh, grow up." Makima rolled her eyes. She pulls her severed arm back over to her and reattaches it.
Vegeta moved between his rival and Thirteen. "Let me make one thing clear, Kakarot. I'm not doing this out of the kindness of my heart." His aura erupts, kicking up a strong burst of wind. "I'm the one that's going to kill you, not some tin-can automaton made by a dead man!"
Thirteen cracks his neck. "Well now, looks like we have some intruders in this scuffle now." His scanners catch sight of the War Devil. "By my est, I spot five corpses upon this here glacier! Anyone willin' to tango will be gettin' a one-way ticket to Hell!"
"Been there, hate that!" War explodes off the ground, lunging towards Thirteen. However, an enraged Eleven got in her way and kicked War back down into the snow. The Android lunged down and tackled War through the ice.
"I didn't appreciate that sneak attack, lass! Didn't anyone teach ya to respect authority?!" Eleven kicked War into a wall of ice, then fired off explosive energy bullets into her body. The sheriff flinched when a burst of bloodlust ruptured through her sensors. War stepped out of the wreckage, mostly unharmed.
"Respect authority? A Horseman IS the authority!" War's eyes swore nothing but destruction as they bore into the Android.
Seeing that she was now occupied, Thirteen looked towards his male comrades. "Fifteen! You get to kill this one!" He orders as he points to Vegeta.
Fifteen smirks, abandoning his fight with Trunks to engage with Vegeta. However, his small stature caused him to fall into the snowbank. There was a brief period of silence before Fifteen blasted his way out towards Vegeta. The prince leaned back to dodge his opponent's attacks, their bodies descending towards the ground.
"C'mon, Goku! Time for an old fashion ass whoopin!" Thirteen and Goku continued their fight, flickering all over the place while trading blows. Trunks whipped out his sword and clashed against Fourteen's arm, sparks dancing between them.
Makima was still stuck in a 2v1 battle with Ten and Twelve ganging up on her. The patriotic Android swung her axe without a care to her surroundings. The Control Devil danced around her attacks, ducking down to avoid the axe, however, the ground exploded from another sonic blast from Twelve. Makima tumbled through the snow as a result.
"Stupid, ignorant woman!" Twelve hissed through her teeth.
"Kinda hypocritical there, Twelve." Ten comments.
"Shut up, you patriotic bitch."
Ten shrugged, not bothered by her sister's rude mouth. "Even with the two of us, killing her shouldn't be a problem." She said until a yellow mouth appeared beneath Twelve. By the time they realized what was happening, the Android was wrapped up by a translucent tongue and swallowed. "EH?!"
"Ugh, of course they came here." Ten looks back to Makima who was cracking her neck. "Oh well, Fami should be able to handle that one."
Ten readied her axe. "Get all the help you want, we'll still wipe you out in the name of righteous freedom!"
"Do you ever shut up about that?" Makima rolled her eyes. "Let me tell you a little secret." Makima flashed in front of the Android and brought her in close with a single grab. "Freedom is nothing more than a worthless promise to keep idiots under one's control." Makima's eyes flashed dangerously. "Allow me to show you just how far that 'freedom' will get you."
War's javelin struck out in rapid succession at the Android which forced the robotic sheriff to dodge the assault. She pulled out her lasso, whipping it to steal the javelin away from the Devil. The sheriff twirled the weapon mockingly. "Ha! Not so tough without ya little stick!"
"If your creator was as smart as you say, then you should know that I'm never out of tools!" War's hand tore out a large chunk of ice and launched it with excessive force. Eleven bashed it away with the javelin only for a dagger to flash in the corner of her eyes. She barely managed to dodge it with a small tear on her cheek. War's palm smashed through the pole of the javelin and struck Eleven's chest. Her grip on the pieces faltered, allowing War to take them back and stick it back together.
Eleven rolled across the snow before spinning back to her feet. She quickly whipped out her revolvers and fired upon the ice. Small explosions erupted from the impacts, causing the War Devil to jump repeatedly across the icy floor. She bounced off a wall, twirling her javelin, and threw it with the expertise of an Olympic athlete.
The javelin struck home, taking out one of Eleven's revolvers. The Android dropped the useless gun with a small huff. "Hey! Those things don't come cheap, y'know?!"
"Oh, trust me." War whipped out a pistol. "I know that better than anyone."
Twelve was spat out like a dolphin's blowhole, splattering on the snow face first. She angrily raised her head with eyes burning for justice. The Android's scanners picked up on the three lifeforms standing across from her, optics aligning to figure out their identities.
"Alright, I brought her here." Fami said.
"Why?! Makima was handling it just fine!" Krillin cried.
"You wanted to fight."
"Gohan wanted to fight!"
"Oh yeah." She looks down at her nephew. "Okay, Gohan, get to fighting."
"W-wait, just me?!" Gohan faltered a bit, figuring that his aunt and Krillin were going to help.
"What? You expect me to hold your hand? You're a big boy. Go get 'em." Fami pulled out a small flag with his face on it. "Goooo, Gohan!" She exclaimed with the most bored tone you'd ever hear.
"But, Auntie-"
Fami placed a hand on his shoulder. "Gohan, what would your Dad say right now?" She and Gohan look up as a thought bubble appears above their heads.
Hey, Gohan, check out this weird bug I found!
The boy's face drops a bit.
"Okay…what would your Mom say?"
"Gohan, do NOT touch that bug your Father found. It's poisonous."
He now looked very uncertain.
Fami rolls her eyes. "Fine. What would Piccolo say?"
Gohan, DODGE!
"Wait, that one didn't make sense-"
"Can't you see, Gohan?" Fami interrupts him. "Your parents and Piccolo believe in you. It's time to show them all the true potential that lies within-"
"Auntie, Krillin's getting beat up."
"Hm?" Fami turns around to see Twelve had used this time to attack Krillin. She had him pinned to the ground, punching the daylights out of him while singing curses like a sailor. The Famine Devil considered letting it play out some more, but figured Krillin has been through enough today. "Fine, let's just do it together."
"Yeah!" Aunt and nephew dashed towards Twelve and stopped her beatdown on Krillin.
"Guh!" Vegeta grunts when he gets knocked back into the icy wall. Fifteen closes the distance to start beating down on him. The prince recovers enough to grab a hold of his fists, pushing back against the tiny machine. Vegeta grins arrogantly at the Android. "Don't blink or you might just miss it!"
"Wha-"
"HYAAAAAAAAH!" The prince's energy skyrockets, his aura shifting from blue to gold. His Super Saiyan transformation erupted to life. The sheer force of his aura was enough to damage Fifteen's body somewhat.
Vegeta's transformation seemed to have struck a chord in Goku and Trunks, reminding them that this wasn't the time to keep holding back. The future warrior and the Earthly Saiyan transformed into their Super Saiyan states.
Makima turned away from her opponent, who she had pinned down beneath her foot. "Hm. Seems darling and the boys are ready to finish this fight. I guess that means I should start taking this seriously too."
Ten grunts and pushes off the ground to throw Makima off. She grabs her axe off the ground and stands against her opponent. "Lucky shot! But those 'Super Saiyan' transformations won't mean anything against our united forces! And to add, you Horsemen aren't as strong as those Saiyans, are you?"
Makima lowered her head, her bangs blocking her eyes. "That is true. My darling, Trunks, and Vegeta are very strong. Even my son has the potential to surpass me eventually, however, their strength does not discount my place in the hierarchy." A sadistic smile scarred her beautiful face. "Who exactly do you think it is that my darling spars with all the time?"
A dark chill fell down the patriotic robot's spine as Makima's bloodlust exploded like an erupting volcano. Her sensors were going haywire just from the amount of power being generated by the Devil. Suddenly, silver chains wrapped around her body like vipers finding their prey. Ten struggled to break free from her containment, her axe falling to the wayside as her systems stopped listening to their programming.
Makima closed the distance at her own pace, savoring the sight of fear on the machine's face. Their faces were inches apart with Makima capturing every last little detail inscribed in the Android's eyes. "I wonder." She moved back to place her finger right over Ten's eye. "Just how much of this 'freedom' can I strip away from you to turn you into a lifeless doll?" A small chain very slowly lowered from the tip of her finger, pooling into Ten's eye.
"A-A-AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
War had also acknowledged that the Saiyans had transformed into their Super Saiyan form. "Tch! I better hurry this up before Vegeta or my brother-in-law decide to butt their annoying heads into my fight!"
"Heh! Don't worry about them, sweet thing, I still have enough energy for our little dance!" Elven responded.
"Trust me, there isn't anyone on the planet that can handle a dance with me." War promised with a tight hiss.
"I can be very convincing. That horse-killin' sister of yours had a really nice ass. I wonder if yours is the same once I'm done having fun." Eleven licked her lips.
War rolled her eyes. "Great. First the pretty boy and now the sheriff-looking robot. Why do I always get the annoying ones?" Elven's lasso wrapped around her wrist, bringing her closer. War stomps her feet into the ground to halt her momentum, then tears the lasso to ribbons with a dagger. War snatched all the pieces and stitched the lasso back together for her own usage.
"Just a finishing note! Using any weapon against the War Devil is a serious mistake!" She whips the lasso around Eleven's feet to spin the Android around. War slams her down harshly into the polar ice.
Energy surges out, exploding the ground apart. War stands unfazed as Eleven rises to her feet with a serious expression. "If you're such an expert with weapons, then I assume that you won't mind an 'ol western showdown?" Eleven prepares her last revolver.
"Suit yourself." War pulls out her own pistole, willing to oblige. There was a tense pause in the air as the two women stared each other down. A piece of the glacier broke off and the moment it had hit the ground, the shots were fired. War's bullet soared with expert precision into Eleven's energy bullet. The clash was brief as War's pierced through the energy bullet as if it were thin air, drilling right between Eleven's shocked eyes.
War turned her back, blowing the barrel of her gun, and returning it to her pocket space. Elven's body exploded loudly, pieces of her scattering to the ground. "If a next life does exist for machines like you, then learn how to aim a gun."
She looked around to see if the others had finished their fights, and cheered when it looked like she had killed one first. "Ha! Looks like I'm first! Take that your Super Saiyan shitheads-"
"Nope, you're still second." Vegeta interrupts as he walks past, dropping Fifteen's severed head on the ground.
"OH, COME ON!" War complains.
Fami lazily evades attacks from Twelve, using her constructs to swallow all of her sonic screeches. Gohan flies in from the side to kick her into a glacier, then blasts her with a strong burst of KI. Twelve emerges from the crumbling glacier to attack the child with a rush of blows. "My systems identify you as Goku's offspring!"
"Yeah! I'm the son of Goku!" Gohan proudly declared.
Twelve smiled cruelly. "Then your corpse will make an excellent gift to the low brown monk-GAAH!" Twelve screamed when Fami's construct fired her own screech back at her.
"No racism in front of Gohan." Fami warned.
A disgruntled snarl gurgled from the Android's throat. "You fatass bitch! I'm going to rip your head off!" She pulls back her head to release a KI fueled sonic screech that brutalized the ground and air itself. Fami was about to try and block the attack until her nephew pushed her out of the way. The attack swallowed the boy whole, drowning out any chance of a scream.
"GOHAN!" Fami shouted, concerned greatly.
Twelve's cruel smile grew even wider at the supposed death of Goku's son. That was until the dust cleared to reveal something had gotten in the way. Standing protectively in front of Gohan was the reincarnation of Demon King Piccolo. The Namekian's cape bellowed in the soft wind, his hand had been outstretched to block the beam.
"Mr. Piccolo!" Gohan happily exclaimed.
"Sorry, I'm late." Piccolo apologized. "Since I can't sense her energy, I assume these are more Androids."
"Yeah! They're here to kill my Dad!" Gohan explained.
"Been there, failed that." Piccolo cracks his neck before dashing forward. His knee connects with Twelve's face knocking her back. "I don't have a lot of time to waste on some pathetic machines! I'm ending this now!" He flashes behind her with a powerful kick to her back that sends her flying. His arms grow longer to take hold of her legs and throw her down into the shattering chunks of ice.
Twelve bursts from the ice, hissing like a feral beast. "You filthy green bastard! DIE!" Right as she fires off another KI filled sonic screech, a mouth-like construct appears right in front of her. It absorbs her attack in one big gulp, taking her by surprise once again.
"Enough of your big mouth." Fami releases the blast right back at Twelve, decimating the female Android. Her body broke apart into pieces, the chunks fell into the snow banks with soft thuds.
Gohan cheered loudly. "Auntie! Mr. Piccolo! You guys did it!" His happiness vanished when Fami displayed an unusual sense of anger. The Famine Devil marched right up to him, freezing the boy with fear. "A-Auntie…?"
"Never do something like that again. Am I clear?" Considering how rare it was for her to get angry, Gohan couldn't find it in him to fight back. His aunt was utterly terrifying when pissed off, far more than his mother could be.
"Y-yes… I'm sorry, Auntie."
And just like that, Fami's anger disappeared like it was never there. "Good, because your Mom would torture me for the rest of eternity if you died."
"Agreed." Piccolo dropped down with his arms crossed.
"Yeah, yeah…" Gohan muttered, grumbling slightly.
BOOM!
Their heads snapped to the sky where Goku and Thirteen were still battling. They could see that Makima and the others were heading up towards the fight, clearly finished with their own. "Let's go! It's time we finished this!" Piccolo's aura ignited and he took to the skies.
Fami looked down at her nephew. "As punishment, stay out of the fight-And I mean it-" She caught that look in his eyes. "-And go help Krillin." She points back at the barely conscious monk.
"Okay…" Gohan groaned.
"Good, boy." Fami ruffles his hair before flying off to join the battle. Gohan kicks the snow a bit in dissatisfaction before walking over to help Krillin.
"...I just wanted to help."
The heroes stood against Thirteen, the last Android of Dr. Gero scanned his opponents, his system wasn't too surprised to see that his brothers and sisters failed to do them in.
"Looks like you're the last one left, redneck!" War declared.
"My brothers and sisters have all died, huh?" Thirteen frowned, closing his eyes. A small smirk graced his features. "Good."
"I don't like the sound of that!" Trunks exclaimed.
"Oh, will you grow a spine, boy?!" Vegeta shouts at his son. "Where's your Saiyan pride?!"
"It's wherever your missing centimeters are." Vegeta glared angrily at the War Devil for her shot at his height.
"Do you want to be next, demon?"
"I'll be more than happy to make you shorter." War brandished her swords.
From below, the core pieces of the defeated Androids floated up towards Thirteen. Fourteen and Fifteen's cores entered his chest, while their chips entered his forehead.
"This really isn't the time for you two to be having a pissing contest." Piccolo interrupts.
"Stay out of this, green man!" War and Vegeta yell at the Namekian.
"Speaking of P-I-S, we should probably stop that." Fami diverts their attention back to Thirteen. They see the cores of Ten and Twelve enter his back, while Eleven's go into his shoulders.
"Wait, what does that have to do with peeing?" Goku asked, confused.
"Darling-"
"No, not 'pissing', P-I-S. There's only one 'S'." Fami clarifies.
Thirteen's body starts to bulge, growing larger in size. His skin color turns from pale to dark blue, his eyes turn bright yellow while his hair shifts into an orange color in a style similar to Vegeta. Thirteen's chest, shoulders, stomach, and back now have grey armor plating on them.
"Is now REALLY the time for this conversation?!" Trunks asked.
"It's important for everyone to know the meaning of P-I-S." Fami responds.
Makima facepalmed. "Can we FOCUS?!"
"But I want to know what P-I-S means!" Goku whined.
"Fine! It means-" Suddenly, before Makima could finish, the transformed Thirteen flashed in the middle of the group. His hulking body threw them all for a complete loop. The Android was practically foaming at the mouth like a wild animal. He clapped his hands then pulled them apart to create a swirling red energy sphere.
"Sooo…what did that word mean again?" War glimpses to her sister.
"...Plot Induced Stupidity…"
BOOM!
Gohan and Krillin turned to the sky after the explosion had gone off. Their friends and family emerged from the smoke cloud as Super Thirteen lunged through like a linebacker. He grabbed War by the leg and smashed her into Trunks, a beam followed after and sent them spiraling through the ice.
"HRAH!" Vegeta transformed into a Super Saiyan, charging into battle. His fists collided with rapid succession into Thirteen's abdomen. The Android stood there as if he were Senator Armstrong going against Raiden. Standing here, Vegeta realized that his attacks weren't doing a thing to the Android. Thirteen grabbed him, trapping the prince, and threw him down harshly into the icy ground. There was no time of reprieve when the large knee of Thirteen crashed into his torso.
Chains wrapped around his body to trap him, alerting the Super Android that Makima was making her move. She descended with a kick that didn't even make him budge. Thirteen flexed his muscles, breaking free of her chains as if they were papier Mache. Makima was given no time to be shocked when his gloved hand grabbed her by the face. Her skull cracks several times under his grip before getting brutally slammed into Vegeta. Thirteen proceeds to lean down and unleash a vicious beatdown on the Devil and prince without mercy. Once he was done, he blew them away with a red KI sphere.
Makima had enough consciousness left to catch herself with a barrier, however, she allowed Vegeta to fly headfirst into the unsuspecting Krillin. The woman slumped against her barrier while Gohan started fretting over her wellbeing.
Goku was about to head into the fight next until Piccolo moved in first. The Namekian started laying down a strong combo on the unfazed Super Android.
"Boom-chicka-ah! Boom-chicka-ah! Boom-chicka-ah! Boom-chicka-ah! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Green dick is better than blue dick-"
"What the hell are you doing?!" Piccolo turned around to see Fami had attached herself to his cape. She stopped her chanting to give him a puzzled look.
"Being your hype woman."
"Why would I even need-" Thirteen pushed out his hands, a huge burst of energy swallowing them. "OH, SHIT, MOTHERFUCKAAAAAAAAAAA!" Namekian and Devil exploded against a far glacier.
"That's enough!" A Super Saiyan Goku started his assault. The golden hero's attacks were nothing to the Android, much like the rest. Thirteen smirked evilly and grabbed Goku by his leg, raising it up. "Huh, what are you-"
CRACK!
Makima's eyes went wide in horror at what just happened.
A girlish squeal left the Saiyan's throat when Super Thirteen's massive fist smashed his balls, cracking them like eggs. The hit was so devastating that it knocked him out of his Super Saiyan form.
The wife of Goku passed out in her son's arms. "MOM?!"
Goku was tossed down into a crevice between the icy mountains. Thirteen dropped down to continue his unyielding beatdown on his master's most hated enemy. Everyone struggled to get back to their feet, Goku's cries of pain echoing across the tundra.
The Earthly Saiyan could barely stand up. Thirteen rushed at him, his left hand forming a KI-axe to slash across his chest. Goku rolled across the ice which left him defenseless against a hailstorm of KI bullets that scarred his skin. The top of his clothes falling to pieces under the force of Thirteen's sonic screech. He was sent flying into the freezing depths of the ocean.
Thirteen stood over the edge of the glacier, preparing to end Goku's life with one last burst of KI. However, two energy beams collided with his back and took his attention away from Goku.
"Leave my Dad alone!" Gohan roared.
"You have to deal with us-WAAAAAH!" Krillin slipped on the ice, which luckily managed to save him from getting his head blown off by a red sphere of KI.
Gohan fired off a storm of blasts that didn't even make Thirteen budge. The Super Android lunged at the son of Goku to crush him like a grape. Luckily, Krillin pushed him out of the way and received the punch instead. The monk bounced across the ice before crashing into a large icy boulder.
"Krillin!" Gohan cried. His eyes turned from black to red, fury overtaking him. "You bastard!" Gohan lunged at Thirteen with righteous fury.
Beneath the depths, Goku raised his hands upwards to gather energy for the Spirit Bomb. "Please…all living things, give me just a bit of your energy…!"
"BWAH!" Thirteen smashed the child into the ground. Gohan pushed himself to avoid getting stomped on repeatedly. He fired a blast that once again did nothing to Thirteen. He was grabbed by the head and raised up to Thirteen's eye level. "Y-you…" Thirteen was about to crush his skull like a grape until a bright light shined over the tundra. He turned around to see Goku rise from the ocean with a giant ball of energy building in the sky.
"T-the… Spirit Bomb…" Gohan muttered before getting tossed away like trash. Thirteen was going to blow the Saiyan away until another interruption got in his way.
"You Android freak…!" Vegeta growled, heaving heavily. "The only one who's going to kill Kakarot is me!" An arm pushed him out of the way, revealing itself to be an equally damaged War.
"Been there, screw that!" She snarled. "I'm the one who's going to kill this blue bastard!"
"RAGH!" Thirteen shouted as the prideful duo dashed at him. War's swords barely scratched his skin while Vegeta's punches didn't even dent him. Thirteen snapped her swords in half before running her through with the broken pieces. His fist tore through her torso to punch Vegeta into the ground. He opened his mouth and released a sonic screech that drilled them into the ocean's depths.
The Spirit Bomb continued to grow in size. "T-that's it…! Keep it coming…!" Goku said.
Super Thirteen was stopped by Trunks next, the future warrior held his sword out. "My name is Trunks, and I come from 17 years into the future! And guess what? You don't exist there, and you know why…?!" He dashes forward. "IT'S BECAUSE YOU DIE RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW-GUAH!" Thirteen snaps his sword in half like it was a toothpick, then slugs Trunks across the face. He grabs the future hero by his jacket to continue bashing his skull in before blasting him off into the distance.
A mouth appears beneath him in an attempt to swallow him. Thirteen, with the knowledge of his siblings, avoids the translucent tongue. He fires an energy beam into the mouth, an explosion happening off in the distance right after.
A burnt Fami coughed out a puff of smoke. "Oh, well, I tried."
Goku could feel that the Spirit Bomb was almost finished. "C'mon…! We're almost there…!"
Piccolo tried his luck next with a suplex that ended with his face getting stomped on. Thirteen continued to stomp on his skull until a plethora of chains pulled Piccolo out of the way. It was followed by another set plunging into his chest, overriding his systems. Makima held him in place, fury coursing through her body. "Hold still…!"
"RAAAAAAAGH!" Thirteen screamed painfully, sparks circling him as he fought against the virus known as the Control Devil.
The surrounding area started to crumble to pieces as the Spirit Bomb reached completion. Goku decided to try something risky. He transformed into a Super Saiyan and began absorbing the ultimate technique into his body. The wind grew extremely violent in response to his actions. The tundra couldn't handle the immense heat being generated, melting like popsicles in the summer sun.
"RRAAAAAAAAAGH!" The Super Android grabbed the chains and yanked Makima into his direction. He wrapped his arms around the Devil in a dangerous bear hug, squeezing tightly to cause her immense pain. Thirteen laughed maniacally until his sensors picked up on a huge explosion of power. He dropped Makima and turned around to see a golden sun getting closer by the second.
The sun revealed itself to be Son Goku, powered up to the extreme by the Spirit Bomb. His face was twisted in anger, shocking the Android. "HYAAAAAAH!" His massive sphere of golden power devoured the Android like Pac-man and ghosts. Goku's fist plunged into Thirteen's chest, destroying him in one full punch. Thirteen released one last scream before exploding into tiny chunks that were soon turned to ash by Goku's energy. A gargantuan explosion destroyed what was left of the tundra, enveloping everything in a golden light.
Gohan woke up to find himself and everyone (Except for his aunt War, Piccolo, and Vegeta) were laid upon a lone small island of ice, the was sun shining its beautiful rays on them. He looks up to see his father, with his mother on his lap, giggling to one another. "Mom! Dad!"
"Hey, son, hehe!" Goku laughs.
"How are you feeling, Gohan?" Makima asked softly.
"Pretty good!"
"Wonderful. You're grounded."
"Ugh…!" Gohan fell back onto the ice. His reaction earned a bunch of giggles from his parents.
Due to a lack of Senzu Beans, all of them except for Makima and Fami had to be registered into the hospital. While his body would be recovering much quicker than any child his age, Makima insisted that he spent the day in a bed alongside Krillin. Roshi and Oolong had been caught on everything that happened.
"Nice work, Krillin! You really contributed there!" Oolong laughed.
"Oh, shut up-OW!" Krillin winced at his wounds. He had broken several bones and his neck as well. His pain caused the others to laugh at his plight.
Trunks turned to Makima. "Any news on finding Gero's hidden lab?"
"I know where it is. After a good night's rest, I'll go dispose of whatever's left to ensure that nothing else from a dead man comes back to haunt us." Makima reassured him.
"Sounds good to me! I think I've had enough of Androids for a long time!" Goku exclaimed.
"Unless one of them is a smokin' hot babe! Leave that one for me!" Roshi was then knocked unconscious by a silver chain stabbing his brain. Fami used his body as a table, placing her plate of pretzels on his back. She handed one to her nephew and shoved another into Krillin's mouth.
Makima turns her head to Goku with a sly smile, whispering into his ear. "Since Gohan's going to be spending the night here, darling, we can enjoy a nice night together~!"
"Gonna have to fix up my nuts first." Goku said with a small frown.
"Just leave that to me, dar~ling!" She winked with a small giggle. Behind her was a pair of glowing handcuffs.
Back in the arctic, Piccolo, Vegeta, and War were still sitting on a lone island of ice. The anti-social freaks of the group floated along the water in awkward silence.
"Soooo…why are we still here?" War asked.
"Can't leave yet." Piccolo said.
"And why?"
"The fist hasn't jumped." Vegeta answered.
"What is this? A movie-"
The fish jumped.
Movie End
NOTE: I really don't like this movie. I just wanted to get this done. It's a bit unfortunate, but this film may be the last time we get the Gohan and Fami duo in these films. Gohan's growing up and will be too old for these little shenanigans between them. It won't work with the twins, because Fami happily goes along with their craziness.
The Androids:
Android 15: Hip-hop/Black Android 14: Native American Android 13: Southern Android 12: Racist Android 11: Cowboy/Girl/Sheriff Android 10: Patriotism
Next Movie - Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan