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(A/N: This chapter is going to leave you all speechless by the end. I'm, sure you won't see it coming.)
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Chapter 25: A Tuff Tale
"Dr. Myuu!" Rilldo exclaimed.
18 looked at the doctor's fallen body. "What's his problem?"
Suddenly, Dr. Myuu's body began to glow with bright green light. Then something emerged from his body. It was a shapeless mass of green light. Then it took physical form, and a four foot tall child-like creature with light blue skin appeared. He had the same sunglasses-like eyes as the doctor, and they were settled on Trunks and Rilldo.
"What?" Rilldo muttered. "What the hell is this?" His eyes narrowed. "Who are you? What have you done to Dr. Myuu?"
The creature chuckled. "Who am I? Why, I am the real mastermind behind this operation. My name is Baby, and I suppose you can say I'm you're brother."
Rilldo gave him a doubtful look. "I have a lot of siblings, all created by the good doctor. But I don't recognize you. Even if what you're saying is true, the good doctor had all other machine mutants aside from myself and the Sigma Force dismantled not too long ago."
Baby laughed again. "Actually, that was me. I've been in control of the good doctor for the past few months, ever since he received word of Luud's death. And you know what, Dr. Myuu was glad that I chose to possess him. Me, his greatest creation, chose him for a host. What an honor."
Rilldo stamped his foot, cracking the ground. "Nonsense! I am Dr. Myuu's greatest creation."
Baby roared with laughter. "Fool, you're nothing but an inferior being, with only your high power level as your strong point. But me, I has his true masterpiece. I know this because I had him create me."
"What?"
"It's true." He grinned. "Dr. Myuu may have been brilliant, but he wasn't smart enough to do the things he did. I was the one who gave him the knowledge to create the machine mutants. Luud, the Sigma Force," his grin widened, "even you. But all of you were just practice for my creation. You were nothing more than pawns. I am the real king in this game." His gaze settled on Trunks. "And now I can finally take my revenge on your kind for my people. At long last, the Tuffles will rise above the saiyans."
Trunks' eyes narrowed. "The Tuffles. I've heard that name before."
Baby glared at him. "Being a saiyan, I'll bet you have. It was your race that destroyed mine and took over our planet."
Trunks gasped. "Yes, that's where I know that name from. I heard Father mention it before."
18 glanced at him. "What's going on? What are you guys talking about?"
Baby frowned, crossing his arms. "Oh, you don't know. Guess I shouldn't be surprised that it was hidden from you. Allow me to tell you the tale. Long ago, the Tuffles were a peaceful race of the highest intelligence. But one day we were invaded by saiyans. I suppose you could say that we were on equal ground. The Tuffles were all brains and no bulk, and the saiyans were all bulk and no brains. For a while, the two races lived together harmoniously, but then, one day, the king of the saiyans turned on us. They wiped out our entire race and named the planet after their king."
Trunks shook his head. "Uh, uh, the version I heard was different. While most of what you said was true, you forgot to leave out the part of how the Tuffles treated the saiyans like slaves, seeing them as nothing more than brainless animals compared to them. They used them for all their manual labors while they sat back and enjoyed the luxuries they had. That is until my grandfather, King Vegeta, rebelled against the Tuffles and the life of slavery they had inflicted upon the saiyans."
Baby snorted. "You're Vegeta's grandson? I suppose I can see why you would have that version, trying to justify your actions."
18 looked confused. "Wait, you said your father told you this? I thought your father was killed when you were still a baby."
Trunks nodded. "Yes, that's true, but remember about the time machine my mother built that I told you about?"
"Yeah, that's when you went to the past to give Goku that heart medicine so he could defeat my brother."
Trunks nodded again. "Before the time machine ran out of power, I went back a couple of times a few months before we went to Namek. One time when I went back, the earth was being contaminated by Destron Gas and attacked by Ghost Warriors."
18 raised an eyebrow. "Ok, and that means what exactly?"
Trunks' eyes narrowed. "That's when I first ran into the Tuffles. It was a Tuffle named Dr. Raichi who was behind the attack. From what I heard, during the war between the saiyans and the Tuffles, Dr. Rachi, the most intelligent of the Tuffles, created a machine called Hatchyack. And within this machine, he programmed all his anger and hatred towards the saiyans.
"During an attack, he tried to escape the planet with his creation, but was killed. Unfortunately, Hatchyack made it off the planet, and from there it began to evolve. It landed on the Dark Planet and created a Ghost Warrior that was a mutated form of Dr. Raichi. After that, this Dr. Raichi copy created more Ghost Warriors that were the illusions of all those who had hatred for saiyans."
"Must have been a lot." Baby commented, who had taken an interest in the story.
Trunks ignored him. "We managed to beat the Ghost Warriors easily enough, but since they were an extension of Dr. Raichi's body, they kept coming back. We had to go to the Dark Planet to defeat him and stop them spread of the Destron Gas. It didn't take much to defeat Dr. Raichi, but Hatchyack had finally evolved to the point where it was able to create a body for itself. It manifested itself in the flesh, becoming a living breathing embodiment of hatred. It was a tough battle, but in the end we won. I had thought that that was the end of the Tuffles, but it seems I was wrong."
Baby grinned. "Indeed. And truthfully, I know of Dr. Raichi. It was he that had the most part in my creation after Dr. Myuu. Hatchyack was simply a side-project Dr. Raichi was working on to take out the saiyans. I was their true weapon. The method for revenge." He snickered. "Dr. Raichi, along with the most brilliant scientists among my people, used their vast knowledge to create a parasitic organism that was infused with the DNA of the Tuffle king. This organism was sent into space were it lay dormant until Dr. Myuu discovered it. Discovered me. With the brilliance of the Tuffle race, I showed Dr. Myuu how to create machine mutants and how to resurrect me. And now here I am."
Trunks smirked at him. "So you're not really even a Tuffle. You're just some freakish monstrosity combined with Tuffle DNA."
Baby pointed at him. "Then I can say the same for you. You're not a true saiyan. You're only part saiyan. It's just a shame that you're human side was contaminated by such a disgusting breed."
18 snorted. "You have no right to call anyone disgusting."
Baby glared at her. "Watch what you say, girl. You're way out of you're league. Besides, being an android, you're of a similar breed to myself and General Rilldo there."
Rilldo pointed at him. "Don't put me in the same league as you. I don't care what you say. You're ancestry means nothing to me. I could care less about you're revenge and your people. You say I'm inferior, ha! That's a laugh. I can sense you're power, you're nowhere near as strong as I am."
Baby chuckled. "Yes, I know. I won't bother to deny the fact that your power surpasses my own. It surpasses everyone whose here. That's why I've chosen you Rilldo." He smirked. "Funny, all this time I've been in search of the one strong enough to defeat Luud, thinking he would suit me best. But it turns out the best one for the job was with me all along."
Rilldo glared at him. "Best one to do what?"
Baby's grin widened. "To be my host."
Suddenly he flew at Rilldo. The general didn't hesitate to attack, firing a blast of energy at the freak. Baby didn't even bother to avoid the blast. His body was blown to pieces, but this did not kill him. The pieces of his body liquefied and continued towards Rilldo. He covered the general and began entering his body, going into his mouth, his ears, his nose, any opening he could find.
Rilldo doubled over, clutching his gut. "What... what happened? What did you do to me?"
Baby's laughter echoed in his head. "I've taken over. You belong to me now."
Rilldo looked at his hands and watched in horror as they began to liquefy. The liquefaction traveled up his arms, to his torso, then up to his head and down to his feet. The general made a grumbling noise as he seemed to melt right before 18 and Trunks' eyes. With one last gurgling cry, he melted down into a pile of liquid metal.
18 walked over to Trunks, eyeing the liquid metal cautiously. "Did something go wrong?" she asked. "Did he die?"
Trunks shook his head. "No, I don't think so. There's still way too much energy coming from that blob. Something tells me that the real danger is just starting."
The glob of metal began to stir and started rising up, reforming itself.
Trunks' eyes narrowed. "I hate it when I'm right."
The mound of metal continued to grow and started reshaping itself. Soon a large metal being stood a good 12 feet in the air. Its liquid body solidified and took color again. A new General Rilldo stood where the old one once did. It resembled the general, except his skin was the silvery metallic color once again. His clothes had changed as well, becoming a combination of Baby and Rilldo's clothes, along with the Sigma Force armor. His head was more oval shaped and facial features now resembled Baby's, including a red mark on his chin and two more on his forehead. Lastly, his eyes now were the sunglasses-like texture of Baby's eyes.
"Whoa," 18 commented, "somebody needs a make over."
"Now's not the time." Trunks told her, not taking his eyes off this Baby/Rilldo hybrid. "General Rilldo?"
"In body, perhaps." The machine mutant told him. He tapped his forehead. "But up here, it's all Baby." He grinned evilly. "And now that I have become the perfect being, it's time to take revenge for my ancestors."
But before that happened, a groan distracted them. They turned to see Dr. Myuu getting to his feet. He seemed confused, as if he didn't know where he was. Then he began looking around worriedly.
"Baby!" he cried. "Where's my darling Baby? Where did you go? Baby! Baby!"
Having completely forgotten about the doctor, Baby now turned to him with a smile on his face. "I'm over here, doctor. I've taken fulfilled my purpose of becoming the most powerful being in the universe by taking over Rilldo's body."
Dr. Myuu's eyes were wide with amazement. Tears of joy leaked from them was he held out his arms to his creation. "Oh, Baby. My precious Baby. Look at you. You've become so powerful. Oh, my sweet, darling, precious Baby."
Grinning wickedly, Baby held out his arms. "Come to me... Father."
Dr. Myuu didn't waste any time. He charged at Baby, wrapping his arms around his large waste. "Oh, Baby. To hear you call me father is the greatest joy in the entire universe. You are truly perfection. My greatest creation ever. Oh, Baby. Baby. Baby."
Baby snickered, placing his large arms on the doctor's shoulders. "Are you happy, Father?"
Dr. Myuu looked up at him. "Oh, yes, Baby. I'm happy. Oh so very happy."
Baby's hands moved from Dr. Myuu's shoulders to cup his face. "I'm glad you're happy... Father."
There was a sickening crunching noise as Baby crushed the doctor's head in his large hands. Trunks and 18 gasped in horror at the gruesome scene. Baby just chuckled and threw Dr, Myuu's body aside before blasting it to pieces.
"Well," said Baby, turning back to Trunks, "now that he's out of the way, we can get started."
Trunks stared at Baby in disbelief. "You just... killed him. He was on your side. He gave you life. How could you? Why would you do that?"
Baby didn't show the slightest bit of remorse. "I was doing him a favor. He died when he was happiest. The last thing he'll know in this world is the greatest joy."
18 glared at him in disgust. "You... You're... twisted!"
Baby laughed. "You shouldn't be worrying about him anyway. You should be more concerned with yourselves. You only have a few moments longer to live. I'm going to rid the universe of the disease known as the saiyan. The time for talk is over. It's time to die."
Trunks prepared himself for battle. Glancing at 18, he motioned for her to stand back. "I'll take care of this."
She gave him a look of disbelief. "You can't fight him alone. You're going to need my help."
Trunks shook his head. "Hate to tell you this, but you'll just get in the way. He's too strong; he'll mop the floor with you."
18 glared at him. "Thanks for your load of confidence."
Despite the situation, the saiyan grinned. "Sorry, but its true. He's even stronger than me. I may not survive this fight."
18 gasped. "What? No! That's even more reason for us to fight together. It'll better our chances."
"No, 18. If that happens, we may both die, and then there will be no one left to stop him. If I fight him alone, I can at least weaken him, and maybe then you'll be able to take him out."
18 opened her mouth to protest, but closed it again, knowing it would be useless. Trunks could be just as stubborn as she was. And as much as she hated to admit it, his plan was logical. She just didn't think she would be able to take it if he died.
Baby grinned. "It doesn't matter what you do. I'll still destroy the both of you. Then I will take up my position as Lord Baby, ruler of the universe."
Trunks' eyes narrowed. He would be lying if he said that the odds of winning were less than nonexistent. If they did fail, then the universe would indeed be at Baby's mercy. Perhaps, at least, he would be able to buy the universe some time by trapping him on this planet, even though that meant trouble for the earth.
Raising his hands, he took aim. Baby smiled, bracing himself for the attack. At the last moment, Trunks changed targets and fired a blast of energy at the spaceship. The energy blast went straight through and the spaceship exploded.
Baby's eyes widened with horror. "My ship! No, you've destroyed it!" His furious gaze returned to Trunks. "Do you realize what you've done? Now I'm trapped on this miserable planet!"
Trunks smirked. "Yeah, that's the idea. Even if you beat us, you won't be going anywhere. And there aren't any ships on Earth that can go even at a fraction of your ship's speed." 'Except for the one my mother designed, but he doesn't need to know that.'
Baby seemed furious, but then he began to calm down. In fact, he actually smiled. "Ha, don't be so certain. You forget that I'm a genius. I can easily construct another ship, one that goes even faster than the one you destroyed."
"That'll take a while all by yourself."
Baby snickered. "Don't be so sure. I can be very... persuasive. You see, not only do I have the ability to take over a person, but I can also lay an egg inside them that will influence them."
18 made a disgusted face. "Lay eggs inside them? That's nasty!"
"No, it's very affective. They'll obey my every command. I will enslave this entire planet. But you won't be around to see it. The last thing you'll know in this world is that the people that you're going to die protecting will soon willingly join me."
Trunks' fists clenched. "No way. Not if I can help it." Taking a stance, he glanced at 18. "You better stand back while I do this."
"What?"
"Move away from me. You might get hurt if you stand too close."
Baby looked amused. "Oh, what's this now? Some fancy little trick you've been saving as a last resort?"
Trunks glared at him. "Yeah, I guess you can call it that. I never planned on doing this again, but I'm left with no other choice."
He began to gather power up, his energy level rising much higher than it did before. 18's eyes widened in shock as she felt the rapid increase in power. She decided to take his advice and moved several yards away.
Trunks began to holler as his power skyrocketed. His aura began to flow outward and began to surge with bioelectricity. His hair grew slightly longer and became paler as his skin got slightly redder due to increased blood flow. Then his muscles began to grow in size, becoming enormous, his shirt ripping off completely and his pants legs tearing open. The increase in muscle mass caused slight pain, but the gained strength would be worth it. With on final surge of power, his muscles increased even further as he reached his potential.
18 looked at Trunks in surprise, unable to believe that this was really him. 'Whoa look at him. He's huge. I mean, I love his muscular body, but this is just plain ridiculous. His biceps are at least the size of his head.'
Trunks breathed heavily as he completed his transformation. Baby was looking at him curiously, interested in the unexpected transformation. "Well now, this is interesting. I'm surprised you muscles haven't burst through your skin."
Trunks glared at him. "Laugh now, but the power I've gained is immense. I call this the Ultra Super Saiyan stage."
Baby snickered. "Ooh, scary. But can you actually fight in that bulky form?"
Trunks didn't answer. He hadn't taken this form since the time he fought Cell. He knew it was a risk. While he was indeed several times stronger, his massive muscles hindered his movements and slowed him down considerably. Furthermore, the transformation depleted his energy and would continue to do so while it was maintained. But he had no other choice. He wasn't strong enough to beat Baby otherwise, and so he had to resort to it and hope for the best.
Baby regarded him curiously. "So an Ultra Super Saiyan, is it? Well it's your technique, so I'll take your word for it. You claim to be more powerful, but can you back up your words?"
"Lets see."
He flew at Baby, throwing a punch with his massive fist. Baby caught his fist and was pushed back several feet. Trunks seemed surprised, and Baby just smiled.
"Not bad. You're not all just talk."
Trunks pulled back and threw another punch. Baby easy avoided it. Trunks followed up with a series of punches and kicks, but his fears were confirmed. His massive muscles made it too hard to move around and they slowed him down. He wasn't able to land even a single blow.
Finally Baby fought back, and Trunks was the one the receiving end of his blows. Not only did Trunks' new form slow down his attacks, they also slowed down his evasive skills.
Trunks managed to fire a blast of energy, but Baby vanished. He felt him behind him and spun around, kicking outward. He caught just a glimpse of Baby before he vanished again.
"Over here." Baby mocked.
Trunks glared at the Tuffle parasite and flew at him again. The process was repeated, with Baby vanishing a split second before Trunks' punch or kick made contact and then reappearing a short distance away. Baby was toying with him, and Trunks knew it.
"I knew you were weak," Baby told him, "but I didn't think you were this bad."
"What about you?" Trunks asked. "You're so weak that you have to take over another person's body."
Baby vanished again and Trunk's fist hit the rock wall, bringing the entire rock thing down. Trunks didn't even need to look to know that Baby was behind him.
"Strength isn't everything." Baby told him, hovering upside-down in the air behind him. "It's not always the strongest person that wins. I simply have a really useful technique."
Trunks spun around, firing a blast of energy, missing again. Baby appeared above him, bringing his elbow down on Trunks' head, sending him crashing to the ground.
"Foolish, saiyan. You may be big and strong, but you're way too slow. You may be able to beat me in an arm wrestling match, if I went easy on you, but that form is not suitable for fighting. Strength means nothing if you're too slow to land a punch."
Trunks forced himself up. He knew what Baby said was true. He had learned that when he fought Cell. But there was nothing else he could do, so he had chanced it.
That's when 18 attacked. She flew at Baby and began repeatedly punching the back of his head. Baby's head bobbed forward and back from the rapid punches, but he seemed unfazed.
Whirling around, he grabbed 18's arm as she threw another punch. "I'll be with you in a minute."
He fired a blast of energy into her stomach, throwing her backwards. He made sure to hold back, not wanting to hurt her too badly before the fight between the two of them officially began.
Turning back to Trunks, he saw they saiyan on his hands and knees, trying to get up. The opportunity was too good to pass up. His foot collided into Trunks, sending him flying straight up. He flew upward ahead of him and slammed his fist into the saiyan.
Moving into Trunks' path again, he delivered another blow, before moving in his path again. He repeated this several times, using Trunks as a soccer ball on a one-man team.
Moving in his path again, Baby prepared a finishing blow. "And this kick will decide the game."
His foot slammed into Trunks again, sending him crashing to the ground. An enormous crater appeared from the impact, a cloud of dust rising in the air.
Baby landed beside the crater, looking down as he waited for the dust to clear. When it did, Trunks was lying on the ground in his normal state.
"Well, how about that," Baby observed, "he's still alive."
He floated down into the crater and lifted the saiyan up by his hair. Trunks groaned and opened his eyes, glaring at Baby.
"Still conscious too. Impressive." His grip on Trunks' hair tightened, making the saiyan wince in pain. "Still up to the challenge?"
"Stop it." Baby looked up to see 18 standing beside the crater. "Let him go."
Baby looked back at Trunks and grinned. "He's no longer a challenge to me anyway. It's time to rid the universe of the saiyan race once and for all."
He threw Trunks in the air. Then he took aim, summoning up a great deal of energy. Then he unleashed a power blast at the defenseless saiyan. Trunks was unable to avoid or defend against the attack, vanishing within the beam.
When the attack finally died down, there wasn't the slightest trace of the saiyan left. 18 stared up at the place Trunks had been, unable to believe what she was seeing and feeling. Trunks' energy signature had vanished completely, something that only happened when a person died.
Feeling like her heart had been ripped out, 18 dropped to her knees. She couldn't believe it. Either that or she couldn't believe it. No, she refused to believe it. It couldn't be. Trunks couldn't be dead. He just couldn't be. It was impossible. But she couldn't feel him any more. That could only lead to one conclusion.
"No more saiyan scum polluting my universe." Said Baby. "I have finally avenged my ancestors."
Angry tears ran down 18's face. Trembling with rage and heartbreak, she turned to the machine mutant. "You... You... You monster... How could you? How dare you!"
Baby looked at her and grinned. "Don't worry, my dear. You'll be joining him shortly."How
(A/N: Didn't expect Trunks to lose, did you? Now 18 is all alone. Can he even be wished back since he already died, even though it was in a different time? There will be an even bigger surprise next chapter, so stay tuned for that. And I hoped that I've improved Baby's character a bit. Tell me what you think.)
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