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DragonBall V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign

Chapter 25: Supersonic Bionic Robot-Powered Killers!

Videl winced as the on the tv, from a camera using a maximum zoom in shot, the
killing spree of the pudgy android continued. “I can’t believe this. This guy
is shooting all these people with some kind of handheld weapon. Isn’t anybody
going to stop him? This is horrible!” Videl mumbled.

“The carnage in Ginger Town continues! Apparently one of the
men taking part in this ruthless slaughter has been yelling something about a
man named Goku. We don’t know at this time if he is an accomplice or a target,
but we’ll try to get more information on this person when we can.” The reporter
said from where he was ducking down next to the cameraman. After a moment he
said, “Wait! Point the camera over there. There are people approaching! For a
moment it looked like they were flying but there’s a lot of smoke in the air.
Get a shot of those guys, will you?” The camera focused on the newcomers.

Videl gasped. “Mr. Piccolo? And… there’s Mr. Krillin. [AN:
Did they ever give poor Krillin a last name? Or perhaps Krillin is his last
name and something else is his first name? Hmm… anyone know?] What are they
doing there? They’ll be slaughtered! And who are those other guys?” Videl
watched in silence for a few moments, unconsciously grabbing her teddy bear and
hugging it to herself as she worried over Ginger Town, which now had people
that she actually knew in danger in its borders.

The reporter started talking again. “It looks like the
newcomers are talking to the killers. Could they be partners?”

“No, you baka!” Videl yelled at the
television. <They couldn’t be… I hope.>

“No wait… it looks like they’re arguing. Oh my goodness, one
of the newcomers was just shot with an energy weapon! Isn’t that… can you get a
tighter zoom? The one who was shot looks familiar.” There was a pause as the
camera zoomed in a bit more and for a few moments the picture was too blurry to
make anything out but the camera operator was able to sharpen the picture into
a clear shot. “Oh Kami! If
I’m not mistaken, that is the famous baseball player Yamcha and he’s not
moving! It looks like another one of the men is about to fight the pale one
that shot Yamcha. A short bald man from the looks of it.
Is that… a child near one of the other guys?” The camera moved slightly, just
in time to see a boy standing near a tall green man. There was a flash of light
and the camera panned over just in time to see a small energy ball meters away
and then the screen turned to static.

“Oh no!” Videl cried. She
frantically flipped the channels but the camera man who was there had been the
only one to get that close. The others were showing distant shots of the smoke
coming from Ginger Town, and talking about how the military was being mobilized
to handle the situation. They mentioned that some tanks stationed nearby had
entered the city but they had lost contact with them and were likely destroyed.

Videl hissed in frustration and felt like kicking her
television. “That boy looked familiar.” Videl stated aloud. She frowned and
rewound the tape she had hastily put in to record the massacre of Ginger Town.
After few moments she hit play and fast forwarded until moments before the boy
was shown. She put it on slow and chewed on her bottom lip. Suddenly the boy
was shown and she hit pause and stared at the screen. “I know that hair…” She
looked at her remote then hit the zoom button and centered it on the boy’s face
and hit the zoom button again. She gasped and laid a hand on over her chest in
shock. “Gohan!?”

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“We need to help him!” Piccolo growled out in frustration,
watching Krillin going berserk on the rotund white-skinned android.

Vegeta shook his head once. “This is Krillin’s fight.
Besides, we need to see their strength, and the old man looks content to watch.
If he gets into trouble, I’ll take over. Let him be for now.”

They all watched Krillin battling Android #19, all but
Vegeta amazed at his abilities. “Will he win?” Trunks asked no one in
particular.

“Too soon to tell.” Vegeta grunted
out. “Just watch. If he doesn’t, you need to be familiar with the android’s
moves.”

Krillin had been pressing the offensive with a myriad of
kicks and punches, which so far the android defended against marginally well.
The android looked almost smug, however. “Take this!” Krillin shouted, jumping
up to deliver a thunderous kick to the android’s head and nearly decapitated
the mechanized fighter. He grunted in pain when the android suddenly latched
onto him with both arms and started squeezing him in a bear hug. “Lemme go, you freak!” Krillin
shouted. After a moment he was crying out in pain.

“You will die!” 19 announced in his tinny voice, smiling as
he squeezed on the monk whose arms were pinned against his sides.

Krillin grimaced and swung his legs off to one side and
blasted the android’s foot with the opposite hand, taking off half of the
appendage and forcing the pale android to drop him. Krillin rolled to his feet
and huffed to regain his breath, backing away slowly in case his opponent
charged forward. “He’s tough, but I think I can take him.” Krillin announced.

“Unlikely.” The old man stated smugly.

“Just who are you, anyway!?” Piccolo demanded. “And why are
you killing all these people?”

“We’re killing them to draw Son Goku here. We will destroy
him and thus Dr. Gero’s revenge will be realized.”
Android 20 announced.

Vegeta laughed bitterly. “You baka!
Goku is already dead. You’re wasting your time.”

“20?” Android 19 looked over at his counterpart for
instructions.

The bionic Dr. Gero frowned. “If he
is dead then we have no other choice but to destroy you and conquer this world.
If we are denied revenge, then we will complete the world’s domination in the
spirit of the Red Ribbon Army!”

Krillin stared at the old man in shock. “Red
Ribbon Army? Goku destroyed them years ago! We
tangled with them when we were younger. Gosh, that was way back when I was just
entering my teens. You carry a grudge that long? How
pathetic.”

#20 scowled at the bald monk. “19,
destroy him.”

“Of course, 20.” The larger android
replied, hunkering down in an almost sumo fighting posture.

“I’ve got a surprise for you, big boy.” Krillin said with a
grim smile. “Kamehameha!” He
shot his hands forward and released a deadly energy wave aimed right at the
plump android who simply put his hands up palms
forward and waited for the wave to reach him, not even bothering to block
correctly. “Stupid robot.” Krillin muttered as the
wave him his opponent. For a moment there was nothing but a blinding flash of
light then they could see the android again and he was absorbing the energy
wave into little red domes in his hands and laughing. “What
the hell!?” Krillin cried.

Vegeta’s eyes widened. “Krillin!
Stop your energy attack at once! The android is absorbing it!”

Krillin immediately cut off the attack and gasped for breath
as he saw his opponent nearly dance around as his energy had been replenished.
“This isn’t good.” Krillin called over to the others.

19 rushed forward and started beating on Krillin who was
weakened from the energy release, and his defense was getting sloppy as more
blows landed than were blocked. 19 kicked the monk in the chest and sent him
crashing into a building. Krillin pulled himself up and took a few steps
forward then dropped to one knee and clutched at his chest. “Aw, crap. I’m hurt
bad here, guys.”

“I’ll take over.” Vegeta announced, stepping forward.

“All that training… for nothing.”
Krillin spat out, panting as blood trickled out of numerous wounds. “Trunks,
you were right. These androids are monsters!”

Trunks frowned. “But they aren’t the androids that attacked
in my dimension. But, I don’t think these ones are very strong as long as you
don’t let them absorb your energy.”

Vegeta cracked his knuckles and stretched for a moment
before he advanced forward. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll crush this glorified
toaster oven with my bare hands if I can’t use an energy attack!” He rushed
forward and rained a fury of blows on the android but they quickly reached a
stalemate as they defended each other’s attacks easily. Vegeta growled in
frustration and pressed his attack but the android was faster than his large
size would suggest and dodged and blocked the blows.

“You will die now!” The android announced and started his
own offensive barrage, sweeping the Saiyan’s legs out
from under him and following it with a hard chop to the throat.

The prince rolled and clutched at his bruised throat and
spat out some blood. “Time to get serious, then.” With
that he let out a cry of rage and his aura exploded in golden light.

19 and 20 gaze the Saiyan quizzical looks. “That was
unexpected, but a fancy light show is meaningless. Continue your attack, 19.”
The mechanical Dr. Gero commanded.

“Of course, 20.” Android 19
replied, charging at the prince and throwing a hard punch.

Vegeta caught the hand and squeezed down, hearing the
satisfying sound of crunching metal. “You’ll have to do better than that. I’ve
become a Super Saiyan! My power is beyond your feeble imagination, if you
walking buckets of bolts have such a thing!”

19 cried out in anger and attacked with his other fist which
Vegeta also caught. “So predictable. Just like I would expect from a brainless tin can!” Vegeta
let out a mocking laugh and swung his leg in an arc, using his hands to twist
the android around slightly. 19 screamed in pain as his leg was crushed inwards
and he fell to his knees. The Saiyan prince placed a foot his
the robotic opponent’s shoulder and pulled with his arms while he pushed
with his leg at the same time. “Scream in pain for me, if you feel it, you
soulless creature!”

“I think he’s enjoying this.” Krillin muttered at the
others.

“He’s so… intense when he fights. He’s amazing.” Trunks
observed.

“Yep. Aren’t you proud of Dad now,
silly boy?” Peasa teased, whacking the teen with her tail lightly and chuckling
when he grimaced.

“Well, I was always proud of… holy shit!” The teen from the
future cried in awe as the android’s arms were ripped clean off at the
shoulders.

“Can’t absorb my energy attacks now, can you?” Vegeta
taunted, tossing the useless arms away and grinned.

19 screamed in horror and started running away, desperate to
escape and hoping that the Saiyan warrior wouldn’t shoot him in the back.

“Gallic gun!” Vegeta shouted,
blasting a quick succession of energy balls at the retreating android and
laughing when it exploded into bolts and wires. “One down,
one to go.”

Android 20 didn’t even make a reply as he turned and started
flying away at top speed. The Z warriors rushed forward to stand near Vegeta.
“He’s getting away.” Piccolo growled.

“I see that. Let’s go after him then.” Vegeta suggested,
getting ready to fly after the fleeing android.

Piccolo turned and frowned at Gohan, who he knew couldn’t
help in this fight after seeing the beating that Krillin took. “Gohan, get
Yamcha to Korin’s tower. We’ll meet up with you there later after we deal with
this android. Krillin, you should go too. You’re too injured to be of any
help.”

Krillin shook his head. “I want to see this through. Let’s
go.”

Gohan pulled Yamcha up and put the man’s arm over his
shoulder. “Good luck, sensei.” He said before taking off. He didn’t want to go
but he knew Piccolo was sending him away because he wasn’t strong enough to
help and the android might use him to gain an advantage over the others. “Hang
in there, Mr. Yamcha. I’ll get you fixed up, don’t you worry.”

“Coming?” Peasa asked Trunks as she whacked him with her
tail again and took off.

Trunks growled and followed after her and the others. “Hit
me with that tail again and I’ll grab it!” Trunks warned, which Peasa just
laughed at.

“Poor Trunks… you have tail envy! I don’t blame you. You
must feel like half a man without it.” Peasa teased.

Trunks blushed and remained silent, knowing it was true.
Vegeta didn’t seem insecure about the loss of his tail, but he had lost it in
battle, unlike the teen from the future, who had his
removed by his mother at birth.

They all caught up to Vegeta a few minutes later. “Blast it,
you fools! You slowed me down, now I lost sight of
him.” The proud prince complained.

“I can hear where he is. Just follow me.” Piccolo grunted
and took the lead. They all glanced at each other and flew after him. Today was
a bad day to be an android.

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“Don’t any of these Kami-damned
channels have something other than a distant shot of the town!?” Chichi
demanded, slamming her hand on the television and cracking the screen.

“Easy, Chichi. If you’re going to
destroy a television, please destroy one of the cheaper ones? There’s too much
destruction for those people to risk their lives for a shot. That was the third
reporting team that was killed by those things, you know.” Bulma
responded.

Goku’s widow growled and started pacing. “I just wish we
knew what was going on. And why did my Gohan have to go!? How dare he disobey
me and follow after Mr. Piccolo! That man is such a bad influence on him.”

The blue haired woman smiled teasingly. “Actually, Chichi, I
think he’s a very positive influence on Gohan. And technically he’s not
disobeying you because he took off before you could tell him not to. He can’t
read your mind, you know.”

Chichi whirled and glared at the older woman. “Gohan should
have known better! Or he should have waited to see if I’d let him go, which I
wouldn’t have! And he should have known that! He’s just like his father, rushing
off at the first sign of a fight. I just… don’t want to lose him too.” Chichi
started crying and slumped down onto the couch behind her, and it was a good
thing it was there.

Bulma frowned in sympathy and sat down
next to the other woman and put a comforting arm around her. “It’s ok, Chichi.
Gohan will be just fine. Even if he does fight, which I doubt he will since
Vegeta will be there, he’s tough. He can take care of himself. Besides, Piccolo
would send him away if he was in any real danger.”

Chichi sniffed and wiped away her tears. “I know. It’s just
so… hard. I’m so lonely without Goku. I wish he hadn’t died. Or at least I wish
he had died protecting Earth and not from a fucking accident in space!” Chichi
sighed.

Bulma nodded in understanding. “It
wouldn’t be any easier. He’d still be gone. But I understand completely.” Bulma held her close for a few moments as the other woman
calmed down a bit. Chichi leaned back a little and looked at the other woman.
They stared at each other for several moments, feeling a strange connection to
each other. <Chichi is so lovely. It’s too bad that Goku is gone, she’s
still so young and pretty…> Unconsciously they both
started leaning towards each other. Bulma licked her
lips nervously, not able to even form a thought at the moment.

“Whoa! All right, some hot lesbian action in here!” Came a loud obnoxious voice.

The ladies backed away from each other with guilty looks on
their faces but the guilt was replaced by anger when they saw the perverted pig
drooling as he ogled them. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, you pig!
Get out of here! You need to get a life!” She threw a pillow at Oolong and it
hit him square in the face.

The shape-changing pig rubbed his snout and snorted and
stomped out. “Geez, they’re getting all hormonal
again. I shoulda kept my big mouth shut and enjoyed
the show.”

Chichi coughed and smiled at Bulma.
“How about some tea to calm our nerves?”

Bulma jumped up and nearly ran to
the kitchen. “Great idea, I’ll heat up the water!”

Chichi sighed and shook her head before strolling after the
other woman.

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Dr. Gero burst into his lab and
frantically activated Androids 17 and 18, praying that they would be more
obedient to him after being deactivated all this time. Glass pods opened up and
the android twins stepped out of them and looked around with bored expressions
on their faces. “Dr. Gero… how are
you?” 17 asked with a playful smirk.

“Yeah, doctor. How’s the head? Looks a
little… transparent these days.” Android 18 observed with a chuckle.
“Decided to go for the Showing-my-brain look?”

“Quiet! There are warriors on their way here to kill us all.
I command you to fight them and destroy them!” The 20^th android
commanded.

“Why should we? I think I’d rather watch them crush you into
dust.” 17 stated, strolling towards the exit.

“I’ll use the shut-down switch again. And I’ll use the bombs
implanted in your bodies to take them out if I have to!” Gero
warned.

“You wouldn’t dare. You’re too close so you’ll die too.” 18
stated, frowning at the mechanized scientist.

“If I must die I’ll take all of those bastards with me. They
destroyed 19 and they’ll damn well destroy you too once they find out you’re
androids! If you want to live, you’ll kill them!” The doctor exclaimed.

“I say he’s bluffing.” 18 stated.

17 frowned. “I don’t want to risk it. He might not be quite
sane anymore, he’s obviously made himself into an
android as well.”

“Exactly! Now, be good androids and
kill those… they’re here.” Gero whispered the last
part as the proximity alarm went off.

“Those are the androids from my time! They’re ruthless killers, we must destroy them before they have a chance to
attack!” Trunks screamed, immediately letting loose with a volley of ki blasts into the laboratory.

“Trunks! Wait!” Piccolo shouted,
but it was too late. They all sighed as Trunks finished his attack.

“Did I get them?” He asked hopefully.

“No.” Vegeta replied, blasting the rocks that had fallen in
the way just in time to see 17 rush forward and behead the doctor.

The head started yelling at the androids in obvious
annoyance which put all of the Z warriors on edge. 18 strode confidently
forward and raised her foot up. “This is for touching me, you freak.” With that
her foot came down and a crunch and a wet squishing sound was
heard as the doctor’s biomechanical head was flattened. Both androids turned to
face the Z warriors at the same time.

“It’s happening all over again.” Trunks whispered.

Before any of them could react a large ki
blast was shot out of the lab and knocked the Z warriors off their feet. When
they recovered, the androids were a good distance away, not bothering to finish
them off.

“I’ll crush those tin cans with my bare hands!” Vegeta
shouted and took off after them without waiting for a reply from the others, his pride wounded by being taken by surprise and
knocked down.

“Father, no! You can’t fight them alone! They’re much more
powerful than the other two androids! Even Super Saiyans couldn’t defeat them
alone!” Trunks shouted and took off after him.

Peasa shrugged. “Like father like son.” She muttered.

“We have to follow them. If Trunks was speaking the truth,
we might not even be able to beat them all together. Let’s go.” Piccolo stated and
took to the air, Tien and Chaotzu following him.

“Am I the only one that thought the android girl was cute?”
Krillin asked in a low voice.

Peasa grinned at Krillin as they took to the air together,
having been the only one there to hear him. “Aw, that’s so kawaii!
Let’s see if we can set you two up if they don’t kill us all, ok?”

Krillin blushed a deep red and shut
his mouth. <I just had to open my big mouth and give the girl something new
to tease me about. I can just see her asking me if I think the toaster is sexy,
or asking if it would turn me on if she wore metal…> They sped towards the
others, Krillin trying to ignore Peasa who was still giggling at his expense.

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The fight is on! Next chapter: Androids 17 and 18 versus everyone
dumb enough to fight them! And what is this? A special appearance by someone…
well… special! Review and tell me you’re naming your first born daughter after
me! Oh yeah, and whether you like this chapter or not. ;)
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