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Chapter contributed by : moviefan

(A/N: So, last chapter we found out what happened to Trunks after his fight with Baby. Now we will see what has and will become of 18. It's already obvious that she won't be able to beat him since Trunks couldn't, but lets see what becomes of her.)
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Chapter 27: A Year's Worth of Training
18 fell to the ground, aching all over. Baby was really beating down on her. She may still have as much power as she did before the battle started, but her body was weak and hurting. She didn't know how much longer she could last.
Baby landed on the ground a short distance away from her. "Have you had enough?"
Moaning, 18 forced herself to get to her feet, breathing heavily. "As long... as I'm... still... alive... I won't... rest until... until you die..."
Baby laughed. "How sweet. You're so determine to avenge that fallen saiyan. It's sickening really."
He vanished, reappearing behind 18. She turned to him, only to see him with his back to her. A moment later his elbow flew back, colliding with her face. She went down, her hands covering her nose to suppress the agony. Baby turned to face her, smiling at her pain. He raised his hand and began to gather energy. Sensing this, 18 glared up at him angrily, making the machine mutant chuckle.
"So defiant. I'm actually impressed."
He fired his energy blast. 18 was launched backwards and sent crashing straight through a rock formation. Feeling woozy, she dug herself out from under the pile of rocks that had collapsed on top of her. She staggered to her feet, stumbling the whole way. She was close to unconsciousness now. She felt light-headed. Her vision was blurry. She wouldn't last much longer.
Baby cocked his head to the side, seeming to study her curiously. Then he flew at her and punched her hard in the face. 18 hit the ground with such force that she tore through the rock, leaving behind a deep imprint.
Hearing Baby's footsteps, she peeked her eyes open, seeing him approach. With her whole body shaking, she forced herself to her feet, staring him down. She struggled to speak, but seemed unable to form coherent words. "I... will..." even as she spoke, she began nodding off, "kill... you... for what... for what... you... you did... you did... to... him..."
Her strength finally gave out and she fell forward, unconscious. Baby stood over the fallen android, looking down at her with a smile on his face. "So, she's finally done for. I'm surprised she lasted so long. But I guess the fun's over." He raised his hand, gathering energy. "Time to say goodbye."
He fired. The ground was torn to shreds as his attack blasted everything apart. 18's smoking body went flying through the air and fell lifelessly to the ground. Shattered rocks rained down around her, burying her in a rocky grave.
Baby lowered his hand, a satisfied smile on his face. "Well, that takes care of that." he turned around and looked at the city upon the horizon. "But there's still so much left to do. I've got an entire race to conquer. So many people, so little time. After all, an entire planet is nothing compared to the entire universe." He laughed. "That foolish saiyan. Did he really think that destroying my ship would stop me? I've only been delayed for a while. And once I infect enough people, they can rebuild my ship while I take over the entire planet."
Cackling like a madman, Baby took off, heading straight for the city, and all the people he could take over. Little did he know that the battle was not over. Buried within her rocky grave, 18 still lived. While able to measure her power level with his enhanced abilities, he still couldn't sense her life force.
Rocks shifted as she regained consciousness and began pushing them aside. Breaking through to the outside, she sucked in the cool night air. She felt completely drained. Her body ached terribly, and it was an effort not to lose consciousness again.
She dragged herself across the ground, trying to see where Baby went. She sensed him somewhere in the city below, and it didn't take much for her to figure out what he was doing, not after the way he bragged about his ability to infect people. And as things stood, she was powerless to stop him.
"Got to... heal..." she muttered. "Got to... regain my... strength... and fight him... again..."
Feeling thankful for her unlimited supply of energy, she forced herself to fly. She bobbed up and down as she struggled to remain airborne. She had to reach Bulma before Baby got to her. She had an idea of how she could get stronger, but she needed Bulma's help. She could only pray that she would reach Capsule Corp first.
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Back in Other World, Trunks continued with his so-called training while Old Kai proceeded to dance around him. He was getting frustrated with this nonsense, and it hadn't even been twenty minutes yet.
He could sense the battle from here. Actually, all he could really sense was Baby's power since he couldn't detect 18's. But from the way Baby's power had dropped to a calm and relaxed state, he could only conclude that the battle was over. The thought that 18 could be dead terrified him.
"Hey," he called down to Baba, "what's going on down there? Is 18 all right?"
Baba sweat-dropped as she gazed into her crystal ball. "Um, all right? Well... she's still alive, if that's what you mean. It looks like Baby thinks he destroyed her. Boy, that was lucky."
Trunks breathed a sigh of relief. But this last bit of noise was the final straw for Old Kai. "Will you all be quiet! Trunks, stop talking and turn that crank!"
The saiyan winced. "Y-Yes, sir." He went back to turning the crank. 'Mom,18, everyone, just hold on. I'll be there as soon as I can.'
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Bulma was sleeping peacefully, unaware of the danger at hand. But when the doorbell rang, she was brought out of her land of dreams.
"Hmm? Trunks?" She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, hearing the doorbell again. Groaning, she looked at the clock. "It's past four in the morning. Who could it be at this hour?"
Grudgingly she got out of bed, pulling on her robe. She silently cursed her house for being so big as she made her way downstairs.
The doorbell rang again.
"All right already, I'm coming!"
Mumbling irritably, she opened the door. All thoughts of sleep left her as an injured 18 fell in front of her feet. Bulma screamed, looking down at the android who looked lucky to be alive.
"W-W-What? 18, what happened to you?"
18 raised a trembling hand to her, pleadingly. "Please... must go... the Lookout..."
Bulma unconsciously took a step back and began looking around. "Trunks? Where are you? Trunks?"
"He's not... here..." 18 wheezed. "No... time... Explain... later... Lookout... now... hurry... please..."
Bulma looked down at the android worriedly as she passed out again. With a sigh, Bulma looked from 18 to her airship. "Ok, just hold on."
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As Baby spread like a plague, Bulma flew the airship towards Kami's Lookout. She glanced in the back at the unconscious 18, wondering who or what could have done this to the mighty android. She also wondered what happened to her son. Was Trunks still fighting whatever had done this to 18? Was he injured somewhere? Was he forced to retreat? Was he dead?
She shook her head. No, she couldn't think about that now. She'd learned long ago that there was no point in getting upset until she had all the facts. But still, anyone that could reduce 18 to this state was no pushover.
"Just hold on, we're almost there." She told the unconscious android. "Just a few more minutes."
When she reached the Lookout, both Dende and Mr. Popo were standing outside, both looking worried. Bulma brought the ship in for a landing and hurried over to them.
Mr. Popo turned to her. "Ah, Bulma, hello. I'm afraid you've come at a bad time."
"I figured as much." Bulma replied. "We've got some real trouble. Someone gave 18 a real beating."
Dende gave her a sad look. "I know. It was a powerful new bad guy that's been going around infecting people."
Bulma blinked. "Infecting? What's that supposed to mean?"
"He means," said Mr. Popo, "that this person has been laying eggs inside people's head and using these eggs to possess them."
Bulma paled. "W-What? Laying eggs in people's heads? That is so gross!" She suddenly wondered if that's what happened to Trunks, and prayed it wasn't true. "But never mind that now. Dende, I need you to heal 18."
The young Namekian nodded. "Yes, off course."
He hurried over to the ship and found 18 sitting motionlessly in the seat. He quickly used his healing abilities on her, and all her injuries vanished. Once healed, she regained consciousness and slowly opened her eyes. One look around told her that she managed to last until they reached the Lookout.
Hoping down from the ship, she dusted herself off and turned to the Guardian. "I know you have questions, but there's no time to explain. The earth is in trouble. I've come to train."
Dende blinked. "Train? But I'm not fighter. I can't train you."
18 shook her head impatiently. "I'm not talking about you training me. Trunks told me about this special room called the Hyperbolic Time Chamber where one day passes out her, but a whole year goes by in there. I've come to use this room."
Dende looked surprised by this and turned to Mr. Popo. "Do we really have something like that?"
Mr. Popo nodded. "Of course. Goku himself used it when he was a child."
"I don't care about that!" 18 snapped. "I just need to use that room, now. I can't waste any time. Not with Baby running around down there. Now show me where it is."
Mr. Popo motioned for her to follow him. "Very well, come this way."
Bulma stood flabbergasted as 18 followed Mr. Popo. "Hold on! I want to know what's going on here! Where's my son? You better tell me right now!"
18 stopped, her whole body tensing up. She began shaking as she tried to find the right way to break the news to the woman. "He's dead. Baby killed him."
Bulma was horrified, her eyes wide with fear. "What? No, it can't be. You're lying." She looked desperately at Dende, the only one who could confirm that what 18 said was true. "Tell me she's lying. Tell me Trunks is still alive."
Dende hung his head and looked away. "I'm... sorry... I can't tell you that."
Bulma's worst fears were confirmed and she dropped to her knees. "No, it can't be." Tears poured down her cheeks. "He can't be gone. He's all I have left."
18 clenched her fists. "I will avenge him. I swear it. I'll become strong enough to defeat Baby, and then I'll find the Dragon Balls and wish him back. I promise, Bulma. I will bring your son back!"
She quickly went and caught up with Mr. Popo, unable to look at the heartbroken woman. But Bulma was looking at 18 with new eyes. For the first time, she wasn't seeing 18 as an enemy.
"I'm counting on you." she whispered.
Mr. Popo led 18 through the sanctuary, and soon they came to doorway that led to another dimension. Mr. Popo stopped outside this door and turned to 18.
"Beyond this door lies the Hyperbolic Time Chamber." He told her. "Within it you'll find a place unlike anything you've ever witnessed. Beyond the plaza, the gravity is ten times stronger than Earth, getting stronger the deeper you go in, and the air pressure is a quarter of that of Earth's, also getting denser the deeper you go in. There's no day or night, and temperatures range from -40 and 122 degrees Fahrenheit, changing quickly and without warning. It's a dreadful place of nothingness. Some even consider it to be Oblivion itself."
18 nodded, looking determine. "I can handle it."
"Just be careful not to wander off too far." He warned. "If you get lost, you'll most likely never find your way back. But when you are training, stay away from the door. If it's destroyed then you will be trapped in there for the rest of your life."
She nodded again. "Right, don't stay so close, but don't go too far. Got it."
"One more thing. A person can only stay in the chamber for two years in their entire life. After that, the door will lock permanently."
"I'm only planning on staying in there for one year." She told him. "I can't wait any longer than that. But during that year, I'm going to be training 24/7. No eating, no sleeping, no resting." She glanced at Mr. Popo. "I'll see you in a year."
"Good luck. See you tomorrow."
With that, she entered the room. She felt the difference in dimensions immediately. Though the inside was nice enough, there was an eerie empty feeling to things. The gravity was stronger too, though she hardly noticed it with her superior strength.
"So this is it." she said to herself, looking around. "I don't see what's so bad about this place."
But she was eating her words when she exited the small sanctuary. Beyond it was an eternity of nothingness, just as Mr. Popo had said. There was absolutely nothing, just a blank white that stretched on forever. And this sanctuary was the only thing that existed in this strange dimension.
"It really is Oblivion." She whispered. "Now I know why he told me not to wander too far off. If you get lost here, you're staying lost." She shook off her uneasiness, looking determined. "But I can't let that stop me. I've come here to train, and that's what I'm going to do."
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As 18 trained in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Trunks continued his own 'training' in Other World. He didn't see how this would help him. He'd been turning this stupid crank for hours, but he didn't feel any stronger. The only thing he did feel was annoyed, that and very itching on his rear end. But there was nothing else he could do but put his faith in Goku and the others.
Old Kai continued his strange dance, not having stopped once. A few feet away, Supreme Kai and Kibito watched with raised eyebrows at the strange ritual. King Kai had long since gone back to his own small planet, Baba was shining her crystal ball, and Goku was currently taking a nap.
Finally, Old Kai stopped. The cease of his muttering and unusual movements caught Trunks' attention, and he looked down at the elder kai.
"Phew," Old Kai muttered, sitting down, "haven't done that in a while."
Thinking it was over, Trunks hopped off the strange device. "That's it? It didn't seem like twenty-five hours."
Old Kai glanced up at him. "Because it wasn't. That was just the first part. We've still got twenty hours left. Now get back up there."
Trunks' face fell. "What, you're kidding! This is getting us nowhere! How is that lousy dance and this oversized coffee grinder going to make me stronger?"
Old Kai narrowed his eyes at him. "If you don't believe me, then you can go face Baby now. I'm not stopping you. Go on. Go get beaten up again, see if I care. Honestly, the younger generation has no patience. They want everything right now, and don't want to work for it."
"All right!" Trunks grumbled, jumping back onto the coffee grinder and resumed his cracking. "But this better be worth it."
Old Kai just smirked. "Don't worry, sonny. I'm sure you'll be more than pleased with the end results. Now just keep turning that crank and focus on your awakening powers."
With that said, the elder kai raised his hand and began the next part of the ritual.
(A/N: 18 has entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber and Trunks has moved onto the next stage of his training. Both will take a day to finish, and we all know that the results will pay off, but what will the damage be once their training is finished? Stay tuned for more.)
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