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(A/N: Something tells me that a certain part of this chapter is really going to upset some people, therefore I apologize in advance. Hope you like it though.)
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Chapter 51: When Two Become One
Trunks stared up at the sky, watching as the portal closed. Whatever it was, he was glad it was gone. That giant hole just felt so very evil. And, much to his concern, he had sensed someone come out. Whoever, or whatever, it was, if felt just like Dr. Myuu. But that couldn't be. Dr. Myuu was dead. He'd seen Baby kill the guy himself.
"Wow." Said Bulma. "I've never seen anything like that before. Gosh, what do you think it was?"
"I don't know," he said, "but I don't like it." He glanced at her. "Mom, you stay here. I'm going to go check things out."
Bulma looked worried. "Why? Do you think something bad has happened?"
He didn't want to worry her, so he said, "No, not really. But it's better to be safe than sorry."
Bulma reluctantly agreed and watched. "Good luck, son."
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The two doctors and the android descended down into the city. Both Dr. Gero and Dr. Myuu looked around excitedly while 17 seemed more curious.
"Things have changed." He said. "Most of this was all in ruin. How'd they rebuild it all so quickly," his eyes narrowed, "and precisely?"
Dr. Gero chuckled. "It does not matter. It just means you'll get to destroy it all again. And this time, no one will be able to stop you."
"I long to see the final phase of our plan come to pass." Said Dr. Myuu. "This will go further beyond anything we have ever dreamed." He turned to 17. "The time has come. Call you're other half."
17 smiled and called out to him telepathically. "It's time. Come to me now."
Dr. Gero grinned. "This will be our ultimate achievement. Anything we have created in the past will be but a pale comparison to our new creation." When he received no reply, he turned to his partner. "Don't you agree, Dr. Myuu?"
The other doctor had a frightened look on his face. "Y-Yes, I do agree. But we may not see that dream realized. Look!"
He pointed up at the sky. The other two turned to see a small speck quickly approaching. That small speck grew larger and turned out to be Trunks.
17's eyes narrowed. "It's him."
As Trunks got closer, he suddenly froze in midair. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Dr. Gero, Dr. Myuu, and 17 were here. They were actually here. But how could that be, they were supposed to be dead? That's when he noticed the halos floating over their heads. So they were dead. But then how were they here? They should be in Other World.
'So my senses were right. It was Dr. Myuu that came out of that portal. And I just couldn't sense Dr. Gero and 17.'
Dr. Gero smiled at Trunks. "Well, look who's here. It's the son of Vegeta. So good of you to join us."
17 waved tauntingly at Trunks. "Hello there, Mr. Super Saiyan. So nice to see you again."
Trunks glared at them. "What are you doing here?"
"We have some unfinished business with you." said Dr. Myuu.
Trunks got into a fighting position. "I don't know how you guys got back here, but I'm going to send you right back where you came from."
17 hovered forward. "Not this time. This time it will be you who dies."
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18 sensed Trunks nearby. She also sensed that despicable Dr. Myuu. She didn't know how it was possible, but she was sure it was him. But was it only him, or had someone else come back with him, like 13 perhaps.
"Hang on, Trunks, I'm on my way."
She wasn't planning on fighting though, not while she was pregnant, but she was going to be there for Trunks. Not that he needed her help. He was the strongest person in the entire universe.
But while she was flying through the air, she caught sight of something that made her freeze in her tracks. Like getting pregnant, this was another possibility she had not considered.
"What's wrong, 18?" Hell Fighter 17 asked, flying over to her. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
18 stared at him in disbelief. It was really him. Her brother. He was here, and he was alive. She couldn't believe it.
"17... is it really you?"
He grinned. "Not the one you know personally, but yes, it's me."
She had no idea what he meant by that statement, but at that moment, she didn't care. "But how... how can it be you? I saw... I saw Trunks kill you."
He was aware. He may not have been that 17, but he had all of his memories, including of those of his death.
"Yes, 18, he did. Cut me right in half. It really hurt too, you know." His smile faded. "Not as much as this though. How could you betray me, 18? How could you side with him?"
18 flinched under his hurt tone. "I was... I was..."
He smiled at her again. "Don't worry, 18. I know all about your accident, and how he took advantage of you." His grin widened. "But you're back to normal now. So why are you sticking around him? Cause you're afraid to face him, perhaps? I can understand that. He is incredibly powerful now, you wouldn't stand a chance against him if he got serious. However..." he chuckled, "we have a way to bring that saiyan to his knees. He will once again be rendered powerless before out might." He held out his hand. "Come with me, 18. Things can go back to normal. We can be a family again, just you and me. Just the two of us... sister."
She stared at his outstretched hand. And, truthfully, she was tempted to take it. But she couldn't. That part of her life was over. She decided to leave that path behind her and to make a new place for herself in the world.
She looked away from him sadly. "I'm sorry, 17, but I can't. I'm done with all that. I don't want to live for death and destruction anymore."
He raised an eyebrow in surprise. "But we had such fun together. Don't you remember? We were happy, just the two of us."
18 sighed sadly. "I thought I was happy. But during this past year, I've learned the true meaning of happiness. Don't do this anymore, 17. Just let it go, and find a place for yourself in the world and live peacefully."
He seemed surprised by this, but then his surprise gave way to anger. "Me, live peacefully? Never. I won't have it. I'm a killer, 18. And so are you. You're just like me. Now stop talking nonsense and come with me."
She shook her head. "I can't."
His eyes narrowed and began to glow with red light. "I must insist."
18's eyes widened then began to glow as well as something tugged at her mind. "I must... go with you..."
He smiled. "That's right. Come with me."
She began to float towards him. With her eyes locked on his, she began to reach for his hand. But just before they touched, she stopped. Blinking, her eyes returned to normal and she pulled back her hand as if burned. "Stop it, 17. I'm not going."
He growled angrily and his eyes began glowing brighter. "You will come with me."
"No!" she cried, placing her hands over her ears. "Get out of my head! Leave me alone!"
Hell Fighter 17's eyes flashed angrily. He lunged forward, burrowing his fist deeply into her gut. "You fool!"
18 cried out, but not because of the pain. Terrified, she placed her hands on her stomach. "17, no!"
He raised his hands and brought his balled fists down on her. 18 went crashing down, landing on a building. The whole thing collapsed beneath her, and she disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Raising his hands again, Hell Fighter 17 created a ball of energy and threw it straight down. There was an explosion as the energy ball hit the ground, and 18 was caught in it.
"See you in Hell, sister." He said, and then took off.
Down below, beneath the rubble, 18's eyes cracked open. Feeling more afraid than ever, she reached down to touch her stomach. She felt something wet and sticky. Panicking, she looked at her hand. There was blood on it. But she didn't have any wounds, none that could bleed this badly. It was a moment later that she realized that she was bleeding from in between her legs.
An anguished cry was torn from her throat as she howled her grief to the sky.
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17 went down again. He had not been able to land a single punch on his opponent. Trunks hadn't even transformed, yet he was easily winning without any effort. It was infuriating. Just a year ago, this kid was nothing but a minor nuisance. Now he was major pain in the ass.
"Where are you?" he called telepathically to his other self. "I need you now."
From the sidelines, the two doctors watched nervously. As he was, 17 didn't stand a chance against Trunks. If the new 17 didn't come soon, then this 17 might get sent to Other World again before their plan was accomplished. And then Trunks could easily defeat Hell Fighter 17, and all their efforts would go to waste.
Trunks' fist slammed into 17's jaw and he went down again. After that, Trunks had decided that he'd had enough. It was time to send these guys back where they belonged.
"Looks like this is goodbye." He told the android, raising his hand. "Again."
Just then another 17 arrived. Trunks' eyes widened in shock as he stared at the two of them. Why were there two 17s? What was the meaning of this? And one of those 17s was lacking a halo, meaning he was still alive.
Dr. Gero and Dr. Myuu laughed. "About time." said the latter. "You had us worried for a moment there."
"Now the real battle can begin." Said Dr. Gero.
Trunks looked back and forth between the two androids, only able to tell them apart by the halo over one of their heads. "Wait, what's going on here? Why are there two of you."
Dr. Myuu snickered. "Allow me to introduce you to Hell Fighter 17. He's a machine mutant version of the 17 you know."
Trunks' eyes widened. "A machine mutant...? Like Baby and Rilldo?"
"Preciously. And these two androids are merely two halves of the same whole. Each one was made perfect in their own way, yet they still have their imperfection. Only together will they be truly and undeniably perfect. The perfections of one shall fill in the imperfections of the other, leaving no room for flaws."
Trunks had no idea what they were blabbing on about. "You guys are crazy."
"Just watch and learn." Said Dr. Gero. "You are about to witness the birth of an entirely new being."
The two 17s smiled and moved towards each other. Trunks watched in horror as the two seemed to melt into each other's bodies. He wasn't sure who was going inside who, but soon only one 17 remained standing.
There was a blinding flash of light, forcing Trunks to look away. Something was happening, something big. He didn't know what, but it couldn't be good. The surge of power that rose up sent shock waves across the entire planet, causing it to tremble. As the clouds swirled overhead, every window in the city shattered. The intensity was so strong that even the particles of light began swirling around, making the sky seem like it had become night just above them.
Then, all at once, it was over, stopping as if a switch had been flipped. The ground stopped shaking and the sky returned to normal.
Afraid of what he might see, Trunks slowly opened his eyes. Standing there was 17 reborn. There was no halo over his head, indicating that he was very much alive. He had also transformed. His hair was longer, and his muscles were larger. He'd gotten taller, and seemed to have developed a bit of a tan. He also looked older, twice as old as he was before. Even his clothes were different. His power undoubtedly increased as well, though Trunks couldn't sense it. He didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing.
"Behold the ultimate android!" Dr. Myuu cried. "Super 17!"
"Super 17?" Trunks whispered.
"Yes, a being greater than all. Greater than Cell, greater than Luud, greater than, Rilldo, greater than even Baby. Compared to this new creature, those fools are nothing."
Trunks didn't like the sound of that. But could Super 17 really be that tough? He studied the new android carefully. Super 17 wasn't even paying any attention to him. He was examining his own body curiously, observing the changes he'd undergone.
"So what?" he asked cautiously. "He's twice as strong now?" If that was all it was, then he should still be able to win easily.
Dr. Gero laughed. "You foolish saiyan! You can't grasp the reality of the situation. This isn't simple fusion, or adding one's power onto another. It's so much more than that. The other two 17s no longer exist. They have been permanently brought together to form a whole new person. The evolution and mutation of the two of them coming together have risen his power to heights greater than you can imagine."
Trunks turned back to Super 17. He really wished he could sense the guy's power so he knew what he was up against. Could the coming together of the two 17s really have such devastating results?
'So it's sort of like when Kami and Piccolo came together. It was more than Piccolo gaining Kami's power. It rose his strength to even greater heights.'
In any case, this new android couldn't possibly be stronger than him. It just wasn't possible. But just to be safe, he wouldn't hold anything back.
He transformed, becoming a Super Saiyan Three. Raising his hands, he fired a powerful blast of energy. It was a direct hit. Super 17 hadn't reacted at all. He just continued examining himself, not even bothered by the attack in the least.
Dr. Myuu laughed. "You foolish boy, you can't harm him. Even as a Super Saiyan Three, your strength is of no match to him."
"Now," said Dr. Gero, "Super 17, show this saiyan brat what you're capable of."
The android glanced at Trunks, a cold heartless expression on his face. His lips slowly curled into a smile and he began walking towards the saiyan.
"All right." Trunks growled. "Lets do this."
He flew at the android, his fist slamming into Super 17's face. The android's head snapped back, but he wasn't sent flying as Trunks had expected. He didn't even seem to be hurt, just mildly irritated. This shocked Trunks. How was he not even the least bit dazed?
Jumping up, he aimed a kick. Super 17's hand came up, catching his leg before the blow could hit. Grinning at the stunned look on the saiyan's face. Super 17's fist slammed into his gut.
Trunks went flying backwards. He tore through multiple buildings as if they were made of paper. Gasping and sputtering in pain, he forced himself to his feet. What power! The strength behind that punch was unimaginable.
Groaning, he opened his eyes, and was surprised to see Super 17 standing over him. The android brushed his hair out of his eyes and grinned down at him. "Yes, that's more like it. Just like old times, with you lying helpless at my feet."
Trunks immediately jumped up. He fired a blast of energy right in Super 17's face smiling face. Once the smoke cleared, it showed Super 17 now frowning. His hand shot out, grabbing Trunks long golden hair. It happened faster than the saiyan could see. Pain suddenly exploded in his chest, and he was once again on the ground, hugging himself.
"Down again already." Super 17 commented. "It's insulting to think that you were able to kill me once, even though I was a pathetic weakling at the time."
The two doctors floated over to them. "Did you see that?" asked Dr. Myuu. "He's down after just one punch!"
'That wasn't one punch.' Thought Trunks, wondering how the android had struck so fast. 'He hit me three times; faster than I could even blink.'
Super 17 chuckled. "Actually, Dr. Myuu, that was six punches." He smirked at the surprised look on Trunks' face. "Oh, was that surprising? Maybe I shouldn't move so fast."
Trunks jumped up and landed a series of punches against Super 17's chest. The android's body jolted from each blow, but it was not causing the damage Trunks had hoped, if it caused any at all.
Super 17 sighed and his power flared up. Trunks was thrown backwards, crashing into a wall. Smiling, Super 17 raised his hand, a gathering of energy forming in his palm. Trunks jumped to the side, narrowly missing being hit by the attack.
The destruction was devastating. Half the city had been completely disintegrated. In its place was miles of flat land that stretched on as far as the eye could see. Super 17's attack had torn up everything else.
Seeing this, Trunks realized the horrible truth. Now matter how strong he was, no matter what level of saiyan he had obtained, he didn't stand a chance against this new android. The nightmare was starting all over again.
"Remarkable." Dr. Myuu whispered in awe. "Such incredible power. This goes beyond anything I've ever dreamed of."
Dr. Gero smirked. "This is nothing. It's only the tip of the iceberg. Super 17 can easily erase this entire galaxy with his power. Nothing can stop us now. With this mighty being on our side, we are truly invincible!"
(A/N: In case you were wondering, the upsetting part was when 17 hit 18 and she, I guess you would say, miscarried. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't hold it against me. But it was a sure way to make 18 want to murder her brother. If she can. Remember Super Saiyan Four Goku couldn't beat Super 17, especially with his energy absorbing abilities. And this 17 isn't as sentimental as the one in the other timeline, so he won't give them a chance to defeat him. So how can a mere Super Saiyan Three Trunks and previously pregnant 18 win?)
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