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(A/N: This first part originally wasn't in my story, but after being repeatedly asked to bring back some of the Z Warriors, I've finally given in. This is for you all, hope you like it.)
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Chapter 35: Achieve Level Three
This was a battle that had been fought over and over again. The last time it took place, it was the dark side that won, but this time things were going to be different. This, Gohan swore to as he stared into the cold cruel eyes of his own killer.
17 just smiled at the saiyan, amused that the boy thought he would be any match for him. When would the boy learn that he would never be a match for him? He had lost every time they had fought, and last time the saiyan-brat had died. Yet here he was, in way from returning to the living world.
“I don’t know if I should be impressed or irritated by your persistence.” The android commented.
Gohan glared at him. “I won’t let you go back.”
“Like you have a choice. I’m going back whether you try to stop me or not. Now step aside.”
Gohan smirked, just to spite the android. “What are you going to do if I don’t? Kill me? How are you planning on pulling that off?”
17 chuckled. “No, killing you would be impossible. But beating you into a coma, I think I can pull that off.”
“Don’t bet on it. I’ve gotten a lot stronger since the last time we’ve fought.”
“You mean from the time I killed you? Lets reenact that event.”
He vanished. Gohan immediately became a Super Saiyan, readying himself for the android. 17 did not reappear, but Gohan knew he was here somewhere, moving too fast to see. He could appear at any moment and-
“There!”
His fist shot out to the side. 17 reappeared, Gohan’s fist burying into his chin. Grunting in pain and surprise, 17 backed away, rubbing his chin.
Gohan grinned. “What’s that look for? Did I surprise you?”
17 wiped his mouth. “No, you merely caught me off guard.”
He flew at the saiyan again, his fists flying. Gohan dodged out of their way, moving at far greater speeds than the android remembered him having. As one of 17’s fists came at him, Gohan grabbed his arm, bending it and making the android cry out.”
“Did you think that just because I was dead that I would kick back and relax for all eternity?” Gohan asked. “I’ve been training and getting stronger while you’ve been trapped down below.” He glared at the android. “And I’m going to make sure you stay there, android.”
17’s eyes darted to another tear in the sky that led to the living world. Right there, it was right there, the way back to his ‘playground’. He would not let this weakling stand in his way.
“Tell you what,” he told the saiyan as he gathered a large portion of energy, going by unable to be sensed by Gohan, “you can go to Hell in my place!”
He unleashed a massive wave of energy. Unable to have sensed it coming, Gohan couldn’t react fast enough to dodge it. He caught it instead, getting forced back in the process, releasing 17. The android grinned and prepared a second attack that also couldn’t be sensed. Busy holding back the energy blast, Gohan didn’t see or sense the energy disk coming until it was slicing through his torso. With that, the attack consumed him as 17 laughed, speeding by.
“Take that!” the android shouted over his shoulder. “You organic fools are worthless, especially you saiyan scum!”
He looked towards his goal. The tear in dimensions wasn’t that far away. In fact, it was getting bigger.
But a figure was suddenly in his path. 17 stopped in surprise, only to have a powerful fist collide with his head. 17 went flying backwards, slamming into one of the jellybean-like structures.
“Foolish android.” The newcomer snarled. “A saiyan’s power greatly increases after recovering from a near death experience. So image how strong we become once we die.” The person’s dark eyes shifted to the cloud of smoke that had formed from 17’s energy blast. “Isn’t that right?”
The smoke cleared and Gohan, in one piece was seen floating in the air with a smile on his face. “Nice to see you too, Vegeta. It’s been a while.”
The prince of saiyans grinned. “You’ve become stronger. Of course, you’re nowhere near Trunks’ level.”
Gohan resisted the urge to roll his eyes. ‘Same old Vegeta.’
17 flew up in the air again, glaring at the two saiyans. “No matter how strong you’ve become, you’re no match for me. Did you forget that I killed both of you?”
The smirk on Vegeta’s face vanished. “How could I? It’s all I’ve been thinking about; my shame of being killed by a machine,” his fists clenched together tightly, “and just how I’ll take my revenge for it!”
17 looked back and forth between the two with a scowl on his face. “Two saiyan monkeys, being a pain in the head. Guess I’ll send them both to bed.”
He flew at them, ready to fight. Both Vegeta and Gohan prepared themselves for what was coming, however, they never could have been prepared for what was to come. An incredible power was heading their way at great speed. They didn’t know what it was, but it made their blood run cold.
Not having learned how to sense a person’s energy yet, 17 didn’t notice it until it’s source sped past him, then flew by both Gohan and Vegeta before going through the tear in the sky into the world of the living.
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The two of them stared at each other, knowing that the true battle was about to start. But while Janemba was confident in his ability to beat the saiyan, Trunks was very doubtful in his ability to win.
‘I’ll go down fighting though.’
Deciding to make the first move, he flew at the demon, throwing a punch. Janemba’s hand shot out, grabbing Trunks’ arm and stopping his attack. Trunks gasped at the iron grip on his arm while Janemba grinned.
Spinning around, Janemba swung Trunks around while stretching out his arm, slamming him into a jellybean encased building a good fifty feet away, actually cracking the glassy substance.
Janemba sneered and opened his mouth, unleashing a powerful blast of energy. Trunks managed to avoid it, but was still caught up in the shockwave, sending him spinning out of control.
Janemba’s tail suddenly stretched out and wrapped around the saiyan’s throat. Trunks grabbed at it, attempting to pry it off, but barely managed to pull it away enough to get down some air. While he was occupied with that, Janemba began punching the air, using his space warping powers to transport his blows directly into Trunks’ gut.
Letting go of Janemba’s tail, Trunks fired a blast of energy at the demon. Janemba just grinned and used his warping powers again, sending Trunks’ attack right back at him.
‘The hell with this.’
Reaching over his shoulder, he grabbed his sword and sliced off Janemba’s tail. The demon snarled, seeming more angry at the saiyan’s escape than having his tail cut off. Trunks saw why a moment later as the demon’s tail neatly reattached itself and healed.
Holding up his sword, Trunks took a defensive position. Janemba stared at him a moment before grinning. He held out his hand and a rock drifted into it. With his ability to manipulate matter, he turned the rock into a sword so now they both hand a weapon.
Trunks grinned. “Impressive, but do you know how to use it?”
With a chuckle, Janemba flew towards the saiyan, swinging his sword. Trunks was able to block it, but was astounded by the amount of power behind it. Swinging his own sword, his blade collided with Janemba’s.
This fight was different than others. It wasn’t one fought with fists and energy blasts, but with swords. Janemba was powerful, but fortunately for Trunks, he wasn’t a swordsman. Trunks, on the other hand, had the training and the skills, giving him a slight edge over the demon.
Ducking beneath Janemba’s flying blade, Trunks swung with his own. He would have cut right through the demon, but Janemba’s body suddenly seemed to break down into several colorful cubes and speed out of the way.
The colorful blocks came back together a distance away, forming the demon once more. Swinging his sword, a blade of energy shot out of it, which Trunks managed to side-step around, though the very end of his hair was shaved off a couple centimeters as the energy slice sped past him, cutting through the jellybean-like objects.
Janemba snickered before breaking down again and disappearing, leaving Trunks staring at the empty space he had just been at.
“Did he just digitize himself?” Trunks wondered out loud.
Janemba’s arm suddenly appeared out of thin air, grabbed Trunks, and pulled him through a warp hole. He came out at another spot to see Janemba with his sword raised. Trunks jumped to the side and Janemba’s sword hit the ground, sending a crack across the surface as far as the eye could see.
Raising his hand, Trunks fired a blast of energy. Janemba easily swatted it aside, only to see Trunks’ foot coming at his face. Knocked backwards, Janemba used the momentum to do a back flip and swung his sword, unleashing another blade of energy before breaking down into cubes again. Trunks jumped over the energy blade, only to have Janemba reform behind him. Whirling around, he saw Janemba’s sword come cutting down.
Taking a risk, for he had time for nothing else, Trunks grabbed Janemba’s blade, halting the cutting motion. He swung his own sword, hitting the flat side of Janemba’s blade, and cutting right through it.
Janemba jumped back, now holding only half a sword. It returned to its original form of a rock, now cut in half, as did the half of his sword that broke off. With an irritated snort, he looked back at the saiyan, whose weapon was still intact.
“What now?” Trunks asked. He flew at him. “You’re unarmed!”
Janemba mimicked what Trunks did, catching the blade. With a wicked grin, he tapped the blade with his index finger, and, to Trunks’ horror, it melted in his grasp.
‘Damn it!’ Trunks silently swore. ‘Now I’ll have to forge another one… If I ever make it out of this alive.’
Laughing, Janemba unleashed a series of punches into Trunks gut. The guy may not be a martial artist, but his incredible strength was more than enough to make up for it.
Spinning around, Janemba kicked Trunks into a pile of jellybeans. With a battle cry, his power surged up around him and he flew after the saiyan. Trunks emerged from the pile of jellybeans, holding one that was ten times bigger than him over his head. He threw it at Janemba, but the demon teleported around it, and slammed his fist into Trunks’ jaw.
Trunks went crashing down. Wincing in pain, he looked up to see Janemba staring down at him with a scowl on his face. But that scowl turned into a sneer as he unleashed his Lightning Shower Rain attack, sending hundreds of sharp glass-like needles at the saiyan.
With a gasp, Trunks flew off, but wasn’t fast enough, as the shards cut into his arms and legs, though they didn’t do nearly as much damage as it would have it had been a direct hit.
“This guy’s a monster.” Trunks muttered. “Can he even be beaten?”
Janemba laughed evilly and threw a punch, using his warping powers to strike at a distance. Even as his arm came shooting out of the warp point, it still stretched far. Trunks was forced to doing a ridiculous dance as he dodged Janemba’s punched. But as he dodged, he noticed something. Whenever Janemba warped through space, vibration rings, like ripples in water, formed around the spot where he was coming from and going to, which gave Trunks an idea.
As Janemba threw another punch, Trunks paid close attention to the spot right in front of him. Sure enough, ripples of light appeared, indicating where Janemba’s fist would be coming out.
‘There!’
He fired an energy blast before Janemba’s fist could come through. It came out on Janemba’s end, blasting him in the face, much to the demon’s surprise.
‘Got you now!’
While Janemba was momentarily disorientated by the blast, Trunks flew at him, and began hitting every part of the demon he could. Janemba grunted and groaned as the blows landed, before gritting his teeth and bringing his elbow slamming down on Trunks, sending the saiyan crashing to the ground.
While on the ground, Trunks realized that he wouldn’t be able to defeat Janemba at this rate. His only chance was to become a Super Saiyan Three again. If only he could figure out how to access that transformation.
Up in the air, Janemba raised his hand, forming a ball of energy. With an evil grin on his face, he threw the ball of energy down at the saiyan. Trunks sensed it coming, and quickly fled.
There was a massive explosion that would have destroyed most of the city if it had been in its normal state. Trunks attempted to out run the explosion, but was still caught up in it and went flying.
Janemba lowered his hand and looked around. He knew the saiyan was still alive, but he was hiding somewhere in the carnage. Either that or he was buried under it somewhere.
Ducking behind one of the jellybeans, Trunks took a moment to catch his breath. Peeking out from his hiding spot, he saw Janemba on the prowl, searching for him.
‘I can’t beat him as I am. I have to transform, it’s my only hope.’
But how to do it? It had just happened last time. It was almost instinctual. He really wished he had spent more time working on Super Saiyan Three rather than spending all his time on getting rid of his tail’s weakness.
‘Which I still have.’ He thought irritably.
As Janemba continued to walk further and further away from him, Trunks decided to give transforming a try. Going to a Super Saiyan and then an Ascended Saiyan was similar enough, so Super Saiyan Three must be the same.
“Ok, here I go.”
He began to power up. He wasn’t sure what he would achieve, but he hoped it was the third level of a Super Saiyan. As his power rose, he tried hard not to cry out, even as his rising power put serious strain on his body. His aura flashed brightly around, sending sparks flying about, as the ground shook and cracked beneath him.
Janemba continued searching for the saiyan. He knew that he couldn’t have gotten far. That’s when he sensed it, a rapidly increasing power level. Turning in its direction, he sensed it coming from behind one of the jellybean-like objects. So that’s where the saiyan was hiding. He had just given himself away.
Though Trunks’ power was indeed rising, he soon quickly realized that it wasn’t the result that he wanted. He wasn’t becoming a Super Saiyan Three, he was going into his Ultra Super Saiyan state.
‘This isn’t right. I need to become a Super Saiyan Three.’
The jellybean he was hiding behind suddenly shattered, revealing Janemba. The demon grinned at Trunks and blasted him. As Trunks went flying through the air, he gave up on becoming a Super Saiyan Three for now. Until he got another chance, he would have to resume fighting Janemba as he was.
‘Lets try Goku’s signature move.’ He cupped his hands together. “Ka-me-ha-me-HA!!!”
With a snarl, Janemba held up his hand. Crying out loudly, he caused the attack to break apart, as if it had hit an invisible wall. Lowering his hand, he grinned and flew at Trunks. The saiyan braced himself before going on the attack as well, and the two began a savage fist fight.
Though Janemba was an untrained fighter, his speed and power gave him the upper hand on Trunks. He sent him flying with a powerful kick to the stomach, then stretched his arm after him.
Just as Trunks stopped his momentum, Janemba’s hand latched onto his face, and his outstretched arm wrapped around him like a python would, squeezing tightly. Trunks cried out, unable to move as Janemba squeezed him tightly. His arms were pinned to his side, preventing him from lashing out or defending himself.
Janemba grinned and pointed a finger at him. He shot small blasts of energy at him like a machinegun, striking the parts of the saiyan that were exposed.
‘Gotta get out of this.’
Gathering all his power into his body, he unleashed it in a massive explosion of energy. Janemba arm was blown to pieces, and he retracted it, grasping at the stump.
As the explosion died down, Trunks began panting from his output of energy. He looked at Janemba, seeing that the demon’s arm was missing. Wanting to taunt him, he grinned and gave a forced laugh. Quite unexpectedly, Janemba grinned back. A moment later, his arm grew back, leaving him as good as new
“Oh come on!” Trunks cried. “He can regenerate too? Why not just give him immortality and be done with it?”
Janemba seemed to find this funny, as he began roaring with laughter. His energy flared up around him as his power increased. Trunks narrowed his eyes. If Janemba was going to power up, then perhaps this was his chance to try and become a Super Saiyan Three again.
As he powered up, he tried transforming in a different way. Rather than forcibly making himself stronger, he attempted to convert his energy in a different way. His power began rising again. It was different from his attempt to become an Ultra Super Saiyan, but whether it was going in the direction of becoming a Super Saiyan Three had yet to be determined.
Janemba’s wicked laughter died down as he looked at Trunks. The boy’s power was growing rapidly again. Not that it mattered to him, for he was out to kill, not to fight.
Looking up he saw several of the jellybeans floating in the air. With a grin, he motioned for one to come down, and one did. It landed on top of Trunks, knocking him flat on the ground. Janemba laughed and brought it up, and then down again.
He did it a third time, but Trunks was ready. Rolling onto his back, he held up his arms and caught the large jellybean, preventing it from smashing into him. Janemba growled and motioned to the others. More and more jellybeans dropped from the sky, slamming into the one Trunks was holding up, trying to crush him.
Trunks unleashed a blast of energy, sending the jellybean he was holding, and the others raining down on him, flying away. Once they were gone, he got to his feet, breathing heavily.
Janemba appeared behind him, and lashed out with his tail. It struck Trunks on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground again. Janemba laughed as he brought his tail down again and again, whipping the saiyan repeatedly.
Trunks cried out, his shirt ripping open from Janemba’s whipping tail. He kept trying to get up, only to have the demon’s powerful tail knock him down again.
Gathering energy, Trunks blasted the ground. It sent him flying upward, escaping Janemba’s whipping tail. Angry at the saiyan’s escape, Janemba broke down into cubes and met up with Trunks in the air.
Trunks froze at Janemba’s sudden appearance. The demon grinned and shook his finger at him. Trunks realized that he needed to buy himself some time, and responded in the only way he could think of.
“Solar Flare!”
Janemba was blinded, crying out loudly and rubbing his eyes. Trunks used the opportunity to hide behind some more floating jellybeans and began powering up the way he had before.
Aggressively rubbing his eyes, Janemba cried out angrily and began firing blasts of energy at random. He tried opening his eyes, wincing at the burning sensation he got when he did so.
With a snarl, he turned in the direction he sensed Trunks’ rising power coming from, and began firing in that direction, only to have his blasts repeatedly intercepted by all the floating jellybeans.
Though Trunks felt his physical strength increasing, it was his other abilities he was focusing on more. They were rising rapidly, in a similar way they did when he achieved Super Saiyan Three. Was he on the right path? The feeling of his hair growing longer seemed to indicate that he was.
Unfortunately, he didn’t get a chance to find out as the power he felt suddenly vanished. It had been right there, but then it was gone, slipping through his fingers.
Janemba blinked, trying to clear his vision. It was still blurry, but at least he could see. Warping, he appeared next to Trunks, glaring angrily at him for the cheap trick he had used. Creating a ball of energy, he pressed it into the saiyan’s back, and it went off like bomb.
Trunks went flying backwards, bouncing off and slamming into several of the jellybeans. Janemba flew after him with such speed that the jellybeans he passed were pulled along with him. Catching up with the saiyan, he brought his balled fists down on him and Trunks hit the ground like a meteor.
Landing a short distance away, Janemba waited for the saiyan to recover with a smile on his face. Trunks slowly stumbled to his feet and turned back to the demon. He did have a glimmer of hope now. He thought he might have found the key to becoming a Super Saiyan Three.
Unfortunately, it didn’t seem that Janemba was going to give him the time he needed to transform. The demon already looked anxious to resume the battle. And the smirk he had on his face revealed that he didn’t think Trunks stood a chance. And that irritated the saiyan to no end.
“Don’t you look down on me, you damn lizard freak!”
The grin was suddenly wiped off Janemba’s face and he cried out in pain. Cracks appeared over his body, layers falling off like shed skin. He stumbled back, wincing at the pain flashing through him.
Trunks blinked. Had he just seen what he thought he saw? Was Janemba just harmed by his insult? That didn’t make sense. Then again, nothing about this creature seemed to make sense.
Janemba’s body began to heal, but at a much slower pace. He looked at Trunks furiously, the look in his eyes telling the saiyan that he would pay him back for that tenfold.
‘What the hell?’ Trunks thought. ‘I’ve got nothing to lose.’ He took a deep breath and shouted as loud as he could. “You hideous monster! I hate you, you miserable bastard!”
Janemba’s body cracked some more and he hissed in pain. The guy really was affected physically by insults. Wasn’t that just the damnedest thing?
Trunks smiled at the irony. ‘Sticks and stones can’t break his bones, but words can hurt him.’ “You stupid, ugly monster! I hope you fall to pieces, you fucking asshole!”
Janemba shattered further. He warped away from the saiyan to give himself time to recover from Trunks’ hurtful words. This also gave Trunks the time he needed to go for Super Saiyan Three again. Trying to remember what he was doing last time, he began to power up again.
At a distance, Janemba seethed with fury as his skin grew back. He couldn’t believe the brat had managed to hurt him so badly. His skin had torn from his body with each insult, and he was taking longer to regenerate than he would from a normal wound.
As he recovered, he sensed the boy’s increase in power. It was going up fast. Not that it mattered. The boy would never be able to get the upper hand on him, no matter how strong he got. Maybe he should let the boy get stronger, then he would be able to play with him longer.
As his skin fully healed, he stepped out from his hiding spot. He saw the boy glowing with power. Lightning flew from his body as the jellybeans spun around him as if caught in a tornado.
With a snarl, Janemba raised his hand, ready to blast the boy. But Trunks’ cries from his increase in power became one loud insult.
“STUPID, DIRTY BASTARD!!!”
Janemba winced as more cracks ran up his body. He stumbled away, running his hands over the cracks on his body to sooth the pain.
As he was turned away, there was a bright flash of light from behind him. Once his skin healed again, he turned back to the saiyan, receiving a surprise. The boy had changed. His hair was longer, going down to his waist, and his facial features were different.
“All right, Janemba,” said the Super Saiyan Three, “now lets finish this.”

(A/N: Things are beginning to look up for Trunks. Not only has he discovered Janemba's weakness, but he's managed to go to Super Saiyan Three again. But how long will he be able to hold the form. When Goku achieved it, he could only hold it for a short time. Even then, he was no match for Janemba's evolved form and needed to fuse with Vegeta. He's a sneak preview for next chapter to keep you in suspense, an unexpected person will show up that will greatly change the situation. You'll see what I mean. Maybe I won't keep you waiting too long if I get a bunch of reviews.)
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