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(A/N: People have been asking to see the other surviving characters, well, here are a few of them. It'll be interesting seeing how they react to 18. This chapter is basically a humorous filler, but it does lead up to the first official villain. Hope you like it.)
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Chapter 15: Uneasy Reunions
Though 18 had gotten her way, Trunks had been sure not to allow the event to repeat itself. And so things settled back into their normal routine.
However, something was happening today that hadn’t happened in a very long time. With the planet restored, and peace returned, the remaining members of the Z Warriors decided to have a reunion.
Aside from Trunks, Bulma, Dende, and Mr. Popo, the only ones left alive were Master Roshi, Puar, Oolong, Turtle, Launch, Korin, Chi-Chi, and the Ox King. The last two had refused to come with 18 there. Though Bulma had long since informed them all about 18 now being their ally, Chi-Chi absolutely refused to be in the presence of her child’s murderer, and she wouldn’t let her father go either. She was, after all, always the least forgiving of the group, and always had trouble accepting former enemies as allies, her acceptance of Piccolo being a prime example.
That’s not to say that the others were willing to forgive and forget. However, they, like Bulma and Trunks, recognized the dangers of having so few people left to defend the earth. And so, they were willing to give her a chance, only after both Bulma and Trunks assured them several times that 18 was now harmless.
Perhaps the only one who was looking forward to actually meeting 18 was Roshi. She may have been an enemy once, but she was also a beautiful woman, and being the lecher that he was…
The pure-hearted Launch was also eager to turn an enemy into a friend, although her bad side still swore to fill 18 full of led the moment she saw her. They just had to make sure she didn’t sneeze while in the android’s presence.
Now that 18 was no longer a threat, Puar was also more angry than afraid. As far as the shape-shifting cat was concerned, killing Yamcha and the others was unforgivable. But she was willing to tolerate her, just as she tolerated Piccolo.
While Korin decided that he would just rather stay in his tower, Oolong didn’t have such a luxury. He was scared to death of going, but the poor pig was dragged along against his will by Roshi and Puar while Turtle stayed behind, not being one for the city.
“They should be arriving soon.” Said Bulma.
Trunks smiled. “It’ll be great to see them again. It’s been so long.”
Bulma nodded. “Yeah, it really will be nice to have everyone together again.” She frowned. ‘Well… not everyone.’
18 glanced at the other two. “So, do I know these people and have just forgot them, or have I never met them?”
Trunks and Bulma shared a look before answering. “You knew of them,” Trunks told her, deciding to play it safe, “but you’ve never actually met them.”
“Beware of Master Roshi.” Bulma warned. “He’s a real pervert. He’ll try and grab you in certain places and make lecherous remarks, then try and blame it on his age, saying that he’s going senile or something. If he tries any of that, give him a good whack on the head.”
18 frowned in disgust. “Just great. I hate perverts.”
About twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang and their guests arrived. While 18 remained behind, Bulma and Trunks quickly went to answer the door, happy to see their friends again.
“Hey, everyone!” Bulma cried cheerfully. “Long time no see!”
“Bulma!” Puar cried, jumping into her arms. “Oh, Bulma, I’ve missed you so much! It’s great to see you again! You too, Trunks!”
Roshi stepped forward. “Yes, it’s great to see both of you again.” he said, though he wasn’t referring to Bulma and Trunks. His eyes stared at the woman’s chest as he muttered, “They haven’t sagged.”
Unfortunately for him, Bulma heard what he said, and her fist slammed into his jaw. “Old man, so you still haven’t changed.”
The dark blue-haired Launch remained standing outside, holding a large container. “I made a casserole!” she chirped happily.
“Great!” said Trunks. “I’m starved.”
Oolong poked his head inside. “Saiyans and their appetites.” He looked around nervously. “Hey, that android isn’t around, is she?”
“Shh!” Bulma shushed him. “She’s inside. And remember, she doesn’t remember anything, so be careful what you say.”
Puar’s happy face turned angry. “Yeah… I’ll try…” she grumbled.
Launch patted Puar on the head. “Don’t worry, she’s a good guy now.”
Puar turned away irritably, and her tail brushed against Launch’s nose.
“A-A-Achoo!”
Poof! Launch’s hair turned blond as she switched to her bad self. The others gasped, looking at her worriedly. She stood there for a moment, then suddenly dumped the casserole on Oolong’s head and pulled out a machine gun from seemingly nowhere.
“Where is that damn android?” she demanded furiously. “I’ll kill her!”
Everyone grabbed onto her, preventing her from charging through Capsule Corp. with her guns blazing. Launch kicked and scratched against them until Roshi brought out his emergency feather and gave her nose a little tickle. She sneezed again, reverting back to her nicer personality.
Blinking, she seemed confused for a moment. “Oh my, where’d the casserole go?”
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18 waited outside impatiently among the tables of food. She wondered what these people would be like. If they were friends of Trunks and Bulma, she wanted to make a good impression, especially if they were going to be uneasy around her because she was an android.
She sighed. “If Dr. Gero weren’t dead, I think I’d kill him.”
It wasn’t that she minded being an android all that much. It did have it’s perks; unlimited energy, super strength, special powers, an almost perfect photographic memory, permanent youth, longevity, no longer needed food or sleep as a necessity, the ability to completely hide her power level, though that one wasn’t really an option.
But people were judging her too much on what she was rather than who she was. At least, due to the third wish that was made to Porunga, the rest of the world no longer knew or feared her.
“Yet the one’s whose opinions really matter still fear me.” she grumbled.
Well, she would show them that she was nothing like her brother. She would only get violent if this turtle hermit tried anything on her.
‘Only Trunks is allowed to touch me.’ she thought with a smirk. ‘If only I could get him to without always having to seduce him.’
Thoughts of seduction were put aside as she sensed the others approaching. Their power was very low, but one of them was higher than the others and would be considered strong compared to ordinary people.
‘That one must be Roshi. Jeez, what a weakling. Hard to believe that he was once the strongest man on Earth.’
The door opened and Trunks and Bulma came out, followed by their guests. She sensed nervousness from three of them. Only the woman seemed to be relaxed. The cat looked angry, and the pig was downright terrified. The old man looked calm enough, but she could still sense his unease.
Brushing aside a lock of hair, she went to meet them. Bulma made the introductions. “Guys, this is 18. 18 this is Master Roshi, Launch, Puar, and Oolong.”
18 nodded to them in greeting. “Hey.”
At this point, Oolong fainted from fear. Bulma shook her head and picked him up, placing him in an empty chair.
Roshi stepped forward. “So, you’re really the android.” He looked her up and down. “Hard to believe Dr. Gero created someone as beautiful as you.” A lecherous grin crossed his face. “He did a very nice job.”
18’s eye twitched irritably and she was overcome with the urge to hit him. But before that could happen, the blue-haired woman that Bulma introduced as Launch stepped forward.
“Hello, there.” She said. “It’s nice to meet you. So glad to have you on our side.”
18 was taken aback by her friendliness. “Thanks… I think. It’s nice to meet you to. You too Roshi and… Pore, was it?”
“That’s Puar!” the little cat snapped. “P-U-A-R! Puar! Does that compute?”
“Hey!” Bulma warned, lightly bonking her on the head. “That’s enough.”
Puar grumbled and floated away. 18 watched her go before looking at Bulma questioningly. “What’s her problem?”
Trunks rested a hand on her shoulder. “She just holds a grudge against, uh, your kind. Your brother killed her best friend.”
“Butchered him like an animal!” Puar shouted, having overheard.
18 groaned. Looks like she was going to get some more hell simply for being what she was.
Roshi suddenly brushed up against her, and she got the feeling that it wasn’t by accident. “So, I hear you have an unlimited supply of energy. Just how long can you go on?” At 18’s glare, he quickly changed his use of words. “Fighting, that is! How long can you go on fighting?”
Two fists slammed into him, one from 18, the other, quite surprisingly, from Trunks.
Bulma sighed and shook her head. “He never changes.”
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Little did they know that while they were getting reacquainted something was approaching the earth. Something big and dangerous. It had taken a long time to travel all this way, but the target was finally in sight. Soon the planet, and all it’s inhabitants, would be wiped out. But, more importantly, revenge would finally be taken, and the saiyan race would be extinct, just as it should have been long ago.
The strange object, upon first inspection, seemed to be a planet. A mechanical one at that. In all actuality, it was thousands of spaceships that had been destroyed and then brought together from all over the galaxy to become one large object. A space station of some sorts, unlike any kind ever created before.
As it approached Earth, it began to change shape. Almost like a jellyfish, it spread out and began creeping over the planet, as if it were trying to eat it. And so far, it was doing a very good job at it.
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“No way.” 18 muttered.
Roshi nodded. “It’s true. I’m over two hundred years old.”
“Can’t be.” Said 18. “Not even I will live to be that old. There’s no way you would.”
“Actually, it’s true.” Bulma told her. “From what I understand, he drank from the Fountain of Youth, which greatly increased his life expectancy and greatly slowed down his aging.” She cut her eyes at the turtle hermit. “But he’s still an old goat.”
Roshi grinned. “I may be old, but I can still pack quite a punch. Watch this.”
He began to power up. 18 raised an eyebrow at his increase of power. Suddenly his shirt exploded. While he may have been well toned for an old man a moment ago, he now revealed massive muscular body.
“Yeah!” Roshi cried, flexing his muscles. “I still got it, baby! Feast your eyes on this!” The others gasped, making him grin. “Yeah, I know. It’s quite impressive.”
“No,” said Bulma, “it’s not that.” She pointed behind him. “It’s that.”
A shadow fell overhead as Roshi looked up. “What? Clouds?”
They weren’t clouds. A large shapeless mass was enveloping the planet, stretching as far as the eye could see. Slowly it came down, crashing loudly to the ground, then began sinking beneath the surface.
“What is that thing?” Bulma cried.
Trunks’ eyes narrowed. “Looks like trouble to me. 18?”
She nodded. “Let’s check it out.”
They took off towards the large structure that was covering half the city and who knew how much of the planet. What was this thing, and why did it have to happen after they had just fixed the planet?
“It’s huge.” 18 muttered. She looked down at the buildings that had been crushed beneath it. “All those people… They’re all…”
Trunks was having similar thoughts. “We can’t worry about them now. First we have to take care of this thing, then we can use the Dragon Balls to bring back those that died.”
18 nodded in agreement. “But what is it? It looks like a spaceship, but it’s far too big.” She gasped as she caught sight of something. “Trunks, look up there!”
He looked where she was pointing. From out of the large structure, like an angry swarm, were strange looking creatures. They were heading for the part of the city that wasn’t flattened, and probably not with good intentions in mind.
‘I can’t sense anything from them.’ Trunks realized. ‘Either they’ve completely mastered masking their power, or they’re…’
Whatever they were, they began attacking the city. People fled as beams of energy were shot at them by the strange creatures.
Trunks and 18 quickly flew down to where the creatures were and moved in front of them, shielding the fleeing people. From this close, Trunks could see them clearly, and he realized that he was right. These creatures, they were androids. No, not androids, robots. That’s why he couldn’t sense anything from them.
The robots came in for a landing. There were loud thuds as their heavy metal bodies dropped down on the ground. Like an experienced military force, they lined up, facing down Trunks and 18.
“Trunks,” she said, “these things, they’re…”
“I know.” Trunks mumbled. It seemed as if he just couldn’t escape from mechanical menaces.
The robots stared at them curiously with their single eye. Though they weren’t attacking, their posture was threatening, as if they were about to attack at any moment.
“How dare you come here and attack us!” Trunks shouted at them. “Leave now, or I’ll turn you all into scrap metal!”
In response, the robots charged at them. Trunks and 18 braced themselves, preparing for battle. They vanished from out of the robots’ path, reappearing above them. Trunks threw a punch and 18 a kick. Though their targets went flying, the blows hurt.
“Damn!” 18 muttered, shaking her leg. “What are these things made of?”
“I don’t know,” Trunks replied, rubbing his split knuckle, “but whatever that armor is, it’s really strong.”
The robots doubled back and circled the two of them until they were surrounded. Trunks and 18 glanced at each other and nodded. At the same time, they unleashed their energy, blowing the robots back. Then they went on the attack again, attempting to break through the armor of these robots. They were able to dent and crack them, but the robots remained intact.
“Son of a bitch!” Trunks grunted, after hurting his hand hitting another one. “Forget this. Hiya!”
He fired a blast of energy. The robot his blast hit exploded, sending pieces of metal flying in all directions.
18 grinned. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”
She too began using energy blasts. This approached seemed to be much more affective. Destroyed robots fell from the sky, burning metal flying everywhere. But the robots kept coming. There was no telling how many there were on the massive ship.
“There’s no end to these things.” 18 muttered irritably. “Just how many are there?”
Trunks sweat-dropped. “Um, 18…”
She turned to him. He was looking up nervously. She looked up as well and saw several hundred robots flying down towards them. The two were completely buried underneath a giant dog pile of robots.
“Stupid robots.” Trunks mumbled. “Take this!”
He unleashed his Heat Dome Attack. The robots were blown away from the vast amount of energy. Bits and pieces of them came raining down around them.
Pushing the busted robots aside, 18 climbed out from beneath the junk pile Trunks had reduced the robot army to. “I think you over did it a bit.”
Trunks just grunted. “I don’t care. Androids, robots, cyborgs, big metal monsters, I’ve had enough.”
Not taking offense to the android remark, knowing that he had been referring to her brother, 18 looked down at one of the busted, but still functioning, robots. She stomped down, crushing its head. “Well, it’s all over now.”
Trunks didn’t agree. “Not quite. This thing is huge. There’s bound to be more of them. And make sure to destroy each and every one of them while I find out who’s in charge here.”
“Allow me to save you the trouble.” Came an unfamiliar voice. “Your little display has made me come to you.”
Trunks and 18 whirled around. Standing on top of a pile of broken robots was a familiar looking person. He wasn’t the same the last time Trunks had seen him though. His body was completely made of metal.
“Frieza!” he growled.
18 glanced at him. “What? Frieza? You told me he was dead.”
“He is!” said Trunks. “Goku killed him and his father years ago.” ‘And I killed him when I went to the past.’ “I don’t know how he’s alive.”
The new arrival laughed. “That’s because he’s not. Frieza is indeed dead. I am Frieza’s older and stronger brother.”
Trunks gasped. “What, his brother?”
The alien grinned. “Yes, allow me to introduce myself. I am Galactic Overlord Cooler, the new ruler of this universe.”

(A/N: Yes, Meta-Cooler is the first up. That's not to say any of the other villains won't be showing up, so keep the votes coming. By the way, double voting doesn't count. You can request more than once, but I won't count a person's vote if you repeat your choice in a different review.)
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