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(A/N: I had someone ask how Super 17 could take in so much power. His energy absorbing is different from Cooler's. As he takes in energy, it makes him stronger so he can withstand taking in even more energy. It's a vicious circle, I believe it's called. Trunks learned that the hard way. Lets see if there's still a chance for him to win.)
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Chapter 53: One Last Attack
“17, stop!”
Super 17 looked away from Trunks. “Oh, look who decided to show up. How you doing, 18?”
His sister glared at him furiously. He may look different, but she knew that this was her brother. But right now, it didn’t matter who he was, only what he was. And he was the murderer of her child. She may not have been physically harmed more than having gotten the breath knocked out of her, but that punch to the stomach had snuffed out the life of the defenseless fragile fetus she carried.
Her child, hers and Trunks’ baby, had been killed. Wiped out before it even got a chance to live. The thought of that hurt her more than anything else. No amount of physical pain could compare to this.
“You murdering bastard!” she shouted. “I’ll never forgive you for this! I hate you, 17! I fucking hate you!”
He just sneered at her. “I am no longer the brother you once knew. That 17 is gone forever. I am now Super 17, the mightiest being in the universe.”
“I don’t care!” she snapped, as angry tears ran down her cheeks. “I swear that you will pay for this!”
She fired a blast of energy at him. Super 17 grinned and simply absorbed it. Then he suddenly appeared in the air in front of 18. She blinked, surprised by his speed, then threw a punch. He easily caught it, and the second one she tried to throw. He pinned her arms to her side and gave her a serious look.
“Just what are you so angry about?” he asked. “You’ve gotten mad at me before, but never like this.”
She looked at him with the utmost hatred. “That’s because you killed my child.” She hissed, only loud enough for him to hear.
Super 17 looked surprised. “What? What are you talking about?”
“I was pregnant.” She seethed. “My child, your niece or nephew, was in my womb. And you punched me right in the stomach. It’s dead now, you bastard!”
Super 17 stared at her for a moment, seeming to think this over. “So?”
A shocked look appeared on 18’s face. “What?”
“Who cares if I killed it? It would be born of your human half, making it human as well. Just an inferior being. You should be thanking me for ridding you of such vermin.”
18’s eyes flashed angrily. “Don’t you ever say that!”
Since her arms were pinned, she slammed her forehead into his face. Super 17 didn’t even react. He didn’t even budged. Her attack had been no different than a puff of wind to him, but she was left feeling dazed.
“This is really sad.” He told her, not referring to the loss of her child. “I had no idea you were this weak, and I’m not talking about physically.” His eyes narrowed. “Who was the father?”
18’s eyes unconsciously darted to Trunks before landing on her brother again. Super 17 noticed where she had looked and he turned to Trunks, who was still on the ground.
“Ah, I see. Now things make a lot more sense. I knew the two of you had grown close during your amnesia, but I hadn’t realized it was that bad.” He grinned. “No problem. I’ll simply kill him, then everything that’s holding you to these organic creatures will be gone.”
He tossed her aside and flew down to the ground. Smirking, he slowly approached the semiconscious saiyan, clenching and unclenching his hands in anticipation. But 18 suddenly moved in front of him with her arms raised, shielding Trunks with her body.
Super 17 frowned. “18, what do you think you’re doing? Get out of the way.”
She shook her head. “I will not. I’m not going to let you kill him.”
He growled. “I’m not kidding, 18. Now move!”
“No! If you want me to move, you’ll have to kill me.”
Trunks looked up at her. “18, don’t.”
Several feet away, the two doctors watched impatiently as the two siblings and the saiyan argued.
“What are you waiting for?” Dr. Gero shouted. “Just kill her! She an obsolete model! You don’t need her!”
Super 17 ignored him, not taking his eyes off his sister. “I don’t want to kill you, 18. You’re my sister, by blood and by our android status. You are the only person I care about.”
“You’re nothing to me anymore!” 18 shouted back. “You sicken me! I can’t even stand to look at you!”
“Just kill her!” Dr. Gero repeated. “You’re a superior being! She’ll only slow you down! Destroy her, right now!”
Super 17 turned furiously to the doctor. “Shut up and leave us alone, you old fool!”
Dr. Gero blinked in surprise. “What? How dare you! I made you what you are! You would be nothing without me! Now do as I command and kill her!”
With an angry snarl, Super 17 pointed at him. The end of his finger began to glow with the gathering of energy, aiming directly for the doctor.
Dr. Gero stared at him in shock. “What? What are you doing? Don’t you aim that at me! I am your master!”
“I have no master.” Super 17 told him.
A chill ran through the doctor, and he turned desperately to his partner. “Dr. Myuu, what is going on? I thought we had fixed his programming flaws so he would have to obey us.”
Dr. Myuu laughed. “Yes, that’s true, Dr. Gero. However, I reprogrammed him to only obey orders from me.”
Dr. Gero was shocked by this. “You what?”
“You fulfilled your purpose, doctor, and I am very grateful to you for it. But you were a fool. I was using you from the beginning. Now I have no more use for you. I alone control the ultimate killing machine. And I alone shall rule this universe.” He turned to Super 17. “Now then, my creation, remove this old man from my sight.”
Dr. Gero moved quickly. He grabbed Dr. Myuu’s arm and bent it behind his back. Dr. Myuu cried out and struggled against him, but his strength was nothing compared to Dr. Gero’s.
“What are you doing? Unhand me!”
Dr. Gero bent his arm further back. “You traitor! How dare you attempt to manipulate me. You order Super 17 to obey me right now or I’ll kill you.”
“Let me go!”
“I mean it!” Dr. Gero snapped. “I’m far stronger than you are, there’s no way you can escape from me!”
Growling, Dr. Myuu looked at Super 17 desperately. “Help me, my Super 17. Get this old fool off me.”
“Stay right there.” Dr. Gero growled at Super 17. “If you so much as twitch, I’ll tear him apart.”
Super 17’s eyes narrowed. “Enough of this.”
He opened his entire palm and began gathering even more power. This time it was Dr. Myuu who was shocked, Shocked and unable to move. “Super 17, what are you doing?”
“You thought you could control me?” Super 17 asked. “You fool. I have no master. No one can control me, regardless of how I’m programmed.”
The same chill that had gone up Dr. Gero’s spin now ran up Dr. Myuu’s, and he began struggling even harder. “Quickly, let me go! We have to get out of here! He’s going to kill us both!”
Dr. Gero glared at him. “Nice try, doctor, but that’s not going to work. I know you can speak to Super 17 and reprogram him telepathically. This little act of yours is not going to work.”
Dr. Myuu kept struggling. “No, I’m not bluffing! He’s really going to do it! You have to let me go!”
“I’m not falling for it.” His eyes narrowed. “Order him to obey more or you die.”
“Dr. Gero!”
“I’ll give you to the count of three. One… two…”
“Three.” Super 17 finished for him, and fired.
The blast of energy flew at the two of them. The two doctors cried out as they were both incinerated.
With them gone, Super 17 turned back to his sister. “Now that they’re out of the way, we have but one more distraction to take care of.”
18 hadn’t moved an inch, afraid that her brother have done a sneak attack on Trunks. “I told you no!”
“It’s ok now. Things can go back to normal. Just you and me. We’ll rule this world, and all others. Come on, 18. Don’t make me kill you.” She continued to glare at him. “I don’t believe it! You choose this useless fool over me?”
Her eyes narrowed at him. “Yes.”
Fury twisted Super 17’s features. “Bitch!” He backhanded her, sending her flying. He watched as she crashed several feet away. “You’ll see, once I remove this fool from your life, I’ll be all you have once again.”
Trunks was suddenly on his feet, his strength renewed. Seeing Super 17 hit 18 infuriated him. “You bastard!” He hit Super 17 in the face with all his might. Nothing. Super 17 hadn’t moved an inch. He didn’t even blinked. “What the?”
He unleashed a series of powerful punches and kicks. Every blow ended with the same result, zero damage. Super 17 looked down at him as Trunks kept up his attacks. Even at Super Saiyan Three, Trunks couldn’t even budge him.
“How pathetic.” He muttered. “Are you even trying?” He sighed, shaking his head. “Seems your last attack provided me with enough power to remain immune to your attacks.”
His elbow slammed down on Trunks’ head, knocking the saiyan to the ground. Super 17 casually reached down and picked him up by his hair. He held his other hand up in his face, revealing the energy absorbers he had in the center of his palm showing through his glove. He was going to suck up Trunks’ remaining power.
He wrapped his hand around the saiyan’s throat, and Trunks immediately felt his energy being draining. He struggled against the android’s grip, but his hold was impossible to break.
“Let him go!” 18 shouted.
She began punching and kicking every part of her brother she could reach, but she may have been the wind blowing a light breeze against a mountain. Super 17’s eyes darted to her, looking bored, then turned back to Trunks. Not even her energy blasts were working, and he wasn’t even absorbing them.
Trunks’ hair was retracting back into his head, his facial features shifting back to normal as he returned to a Super Saiyan Two. Trying not to hit 18, he kicked and punched at Super 17’s chest, accomplishing nothing. He dropped down further to a Super Saiyan, then to his normal state. His movements were slowing down, the force behind his blows lessening and lessening.
This wasn’t working, 18 realized. At this rate, Trunks would be dead in under a minute. Coming up with another plan, she flew behind Trunks and spoke to him telepathically.
‘Trunks, shut your eyes tight.’ She raised her hands. “Solar Flare!”
Super 17 was blinded. He dropped Trunks, his hands covering his eyes on reflex. “You miserable bitch!”
But she was already gone. Picking up Trunks, she flew away, wanting to get him to safety.
Once Super 17 was out of sight, she found them a place to hide, laying Trunks on the ground. “Trunks. Get up. You have to get up.”
Feeling weaker than he ever had before in his life, Trunks cracked his eyes open. “18… where… is he…?”
“Shh.” She shushed him. “I left him back there. I needed to get you out of there.”
Trunks groaned, trying to sit up. “Have to… take him down… now… Otherwise… he’ll just get… stronger…”
She pushed him back down. “You’re in no condition to fight anyone, not even me. I’ll go to Korin’s and get some-”
“There you are!” Super 17 had found them. “Did you think you could hide from me, 18? You might have gotten away if you hadn’t been carrying that weakling. I could sense his pathetic energy level from anywhere in the world.”
18 glared at her brother furiously. “I won’t let you do it! You won’t take him from me too!”
‘Too?’ Trunks thought. ‘Who else did he kill? I hope it wasn’t mother.’
Super 17 sneered at her. “You blew it, 18. I was hoping that things could go back to normal, but you threw that opportunity out the window. But because you’re my sister, I’m not going to kill. But you will certainly wish you were dead.” The look in his eyes bordering on insanity. “I’m going to dismantle you until you can no longer move. Then I’ll take you with me as I travel across the universe. You will be a never-ending power source to me. I can suck up energy from you indefinitely. My power will truly be unlimited, and it will stay with me even when you finally do kick the bucket.”
A shiver ran through 18 at his sadistic promise, but she refused to show her fear. “If that’s the case, then I’ll make sure to live even one second longer than you, just so I can see you die.”
Super 17 laughed. “You fool. Unlike you and my old self, I now have an unlimited lifespan. I will live forever. And there isn’t a single person in the entire universe who can defeat me. That makes me immortal!”
“Care to test that theory?” Trunks asked, forcing himself to his feet. “As long as there’s life within me, I can still fight.”
He transformed. His Super Saiyan Three form appeared for a brief moment before he dropped down to his normal state again. Surprised, he tried again, but this time wasn’t even able to transform at all. He couldn’t even make it to the Super Saiyan level.
Super 17 grinned. “Don’t bother. You’re finished.”
Trunks swore, but it was true. He didn’t have any power left. He was at his limit, and Super 17 was as strong as ever. He couldn’t win.
“Don’t give up!”
He heard the voice in his head. He would know that voice anywhere. “Goku? That is you, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, it’s me. I’m speaking to you from Other World. Now listen carefully. I have a way to beat Super 17.”
Trunks gasped. Was there still hope? “Great, cause I’m out of ideas. What’s your plan?”
“It’ll take some time, but if we use the Spirit Bomb, not even Super 17 will be able to survive.”
The hope that Trunks had felt vanished instantly. “But Goku, I don’t know how to use the Spirit Bomb.”
“Don’t worry about that. One of the special qualities of the Spirit Bomb is that the energy can be passed around. I’ll gather it for you and then send it to you once it’s ready.”
A Spirit Bomb. Would it really work? “How long do you need?”
“As much time as you can give me.”
Trunks groaned, wishing he had a better answer than that. He would be lucky if he survived another minute against Super 17.
“I’ll fight him.”
Surprised, Trunks turned to 18. “What the? 18, how are you listening in on this?”
Goku was equally as surprised. “Yeah, I’d like to know that too.”
She shook her head. “I don’t know how, but I am. And I’m telling you both that I’ll fight him.”
“You’re not strong enough.” Trunks told her. “You won’t last long.”
“I’ll last longer than you in your present condition. I’m going to fight him, and that’s not me asking.”
Trunks swore. He didn’t want her to fight, but they didn’t have any other choice. “All right. Just please be careful.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
She joined her brother in the sky. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “You done saying your goodbyes to each other? I’m glad you decided to do it telepathically. I would have gotten sick hearing all that mushy stuff.”
She ignored his mocking tone. “You’re going to fight me. I don’t care how strong you are. I’m your opponent now.”
Super 17 considered her for a moment. “Fine,” he aimed at Trunks, “just let me get rid of this distraction.”
A blast of energy hit Super 17 in the face. He glared at his sister irritably, even though the attack hadn’t hurt. “No, I said I was your opponent. Fight me, damn you!”
Super 17 lowered his hand. “Very well.”
He was suddenly in front of her. He struck so fast that 18 didn’t even feel the blow, only the pain it left behind. She went flying through the air, and Super 17 sped after her.
“Damn it…” Trunks growled. He really hated this. He hoped that the energy wouldn’t take too long to gather. “Goku, you better make this fast.”
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Goku had already gotten to work. He stood with his hands raised up, begging for everyone to share their energy. He called out to the people, to the plants and animals, to the very planets and stars themselves, pleading for them to help.
“As much as you can give.” He said. “Whatever you can spare. We need everything.”
King Kai stood a short distance away, using his telepathic powers to allow Goku to speak to everyone. “It won’t be enough, Goku. Super 17 is just too strong.”
Goku knew this. “That’s why I’m taking energy from the entire universe. The maximum amount of power they can give. This will be a Universal Spirit Bomb.”
King Kai looked interested by this. “The whole universe, eh? Yes, that’ll certainly get the job done. You know what, I’ll contact everyone in Other World as well. We’ll get them all to give energy, even those in Hell.”
Goku was doubtful about the last part. “I don’t think anyone sent down below will help us.”
“Nonsense.” Said King Kai. “We still have a few Other World fighters down there punishing the ones that tried to escape. I’m sure with some gentle persuasion we can get them to cooperate.”
Goku grinned. ‘Just hold on, Trunks. This won’t take too long.’
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18 felt like she was going to pass out. Her brother wasn’t showing her any mercy. He was toying with her, dragging this out as long as possible. She supposed in the long run that this was a good thing. This wasn’t about trying to beat him. This was about stalling for time.
Super 17 grinned at her as she forced herself to her feet. “You sure are determined. I would have expected for you to keel over and die by now.”
Breathing heavily, she fixed him with a cold stare. “I… can’t… die… yet…”
Super 17 chuckled. “I’ll tell you what, since you’re my sister, I’ll give you a chance to apologize. If you beg me for forgiveness, I promise I’ll kill you quickly.”
She growled. “Here’s my apology!”
She jumped up and kicked him in the face. Super 17 just sighed and shook his head before slamming his fist into her. “You’re a real idiot, you know that? Do you think I don’t know what you’re doing? You’re trying to give that saiyan time to recover. No doubt he’ll be stronger since a saiyan’s strength increases greatly after a near death experience. It won’t make a difference. I’m far too powerful”
18 forced herself to get up. Well, he was half right. She was stalling, but not for the reason he thought. And she didn’t know how much longer she could stall. She actually had accepted the fact that she might not survive this. But as long as her brother went down with her, she didn’t care.
She lunged at him again. He knocked her back before she even touched him. She immediately got up again, no matter how much she would rather just lay down and die.
Super 17 frown. He admired her spirit, but this was getting annoying. She wasn’t going to beg him for forgiveness, and she wasn’t going to stop until she was unconscious, paralyzed, or dead. Perhaps he should just end this. He did have so many others that he needed to kill.
From a safe distance away, Trunks watched as Super 17 beat down his sister. What was taking so damn long? 18 wouldn’t last much longer. Truthfully, he was surprised she lasted this long. And to make matters worse, Super 17 was looking bored. He could kill her at any moment, and he looked like he just might do that.
“No more!” Trunks said out loud to himself. “I can’t just watch this! I’ve got to help!”
He took to the air, heading for the two androids.
“It’s done!”
Trunks nearly fell out of the sky. “Goku, is that you? You said it’s done?”
“Just finished now. Hold up your arms and I’ll send it to you.”
Trunks glanced at his hands before holding them up to the sky. There was a flash of light and suddenly an enormous ball of bright blue energy emitting a white light was hovering over him. It was massive, bigger than anything he had ever seen before.
‘This is it. Our last shot.’
He looked at the two androids, locking on Super 17. With his back turned, Super 17 couldn’t see the large ball of energy. But 18 did. She smiled and flew off.
Super 17 let her go. He saw her look behind him and smile. What was that saiyan up to?
Turning around, he received quite a shock as he looked at the giant ball of energy. Never had he seen so much power in one attack. It was the size of an entire city. He took a step back fearfully.
“What… what is that thing?” he cried.
Trunks smirked. “It’s the most powerful Spirit Bomb ever made. This is the power of everyone fighting against you. Here, have it!”
He threw the large ball of energy. It covered everything in a blanket of white light as it approached its target. Super 17 stood completely mesmerized as the attack came for him. There was no way he would survive it.
A sinister laughter that bordered on madness emitted from his lips as he raised his arms.
The Spirit Bomb froze upon impact. It was no longer moving, much to Trunks’ astonishment. Had Super 17 been able to stop it?
No, that wasn’t it. Something was seriously wrong. The Spirit Bomb was shrinking at an alarming rate. And from somewhere within the white light, Super 17’s screams rose up.
Smaller and smaller the Spirit Bomb got. The light got dimmer as it continued to shrink. Smaller and smaller, until it finally winked out of existence. Super 17 stood there with his muscles bulging, his face twisted into a psychotic smile. He took a deep breath and his muscles returned to normal. He had absorbed the entire Spirit Bomb.
“Now way!” Trunks cried. “Goku, it didn’t work! He absorbed it!”
“I can’t believe I over looked that!” came Goku’s voice. “I was such a fool!”
“It wasn’t just you.” came King Kai’s voice. “We all are at fault!”
Super 17 roared with laughter. “YES!!! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!!! THIS IS INCREDIBLE I FEEL INVINCIBLE!!! I’VE ABSORBED THE POWER OF EVERYONE!!! NOT EVEN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE WORKING TOGETHER CAN’T STOP ME NOW!!!”
Trunks was shaking in horror, shaking his head in stunned disbelief. “No, this just can’t be. This just can’t be!”
Super 17 turned to him and grinned. By merely raising an eyebrow, he sent out a powerful shockwave that knocked Trunks from the sky. He fell to the ground, feeling the way a human would if they had survived being hit by a speeding train.
Super 17 walked over to him, a victorious smile one his face. “Well now, that was certainly exciting. Not even I expected that to happen. I suppose I should thank you for fueling me with all that power. As a way of showing my gratitude, I’ll finish you off with my best attack.” He held up his hands over the saiyan. “Electric Hell Sphere.” A black and gray balls of energy with red electricity flowing through it appeared in his hands. “I think one zillionth of my new power will be sufficient to wipe you and this entire planet.”
He was suddenly grabbed from behind. A pair of arms locked under his and grasped him around the neck as two legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Super 17 glanced over his shoulder to see 18 holding onto him tightly.
“18, just what do you think you’re doing?” he demanded.
“Whatever I can do.” She said, holding on as tightly as she could.
Summoning up the last of his strength, Trunks forced himself to stand up. “Hold on, 18.”
Keeping hold of her brother, she glanced at him. “No, don’t! Get away from here, Trunks! I’m going to self destruct!”
Trunks and Super 17 gasped, both looking horrified. “What are you talking about?” Trunks cried. “You can’t!”
“It’s the only way to beat him!” she argued back. “There’s no other choice.”
“You idiot!” Super 17 snapped. “Do you really think you can win that way?”
18 smirked. “Don’t play dumb. You know the devastation that the bombs inside us will cause. And an explosion from a bomb isn’t like an explosion from an energy blast. You won’t be able to shield or absorb it. You’ll be completely incinerated.”
Super 17 growled. “Damn you.”
She chuckled, simply because she knew it would spite him. “Regardless of how strong you are, you will not be able to survive this blast, and you know it. And don’t bother trying to knock me off with your energy. I’ve already detonated; even the smallest spike of energy can set me off now.”
“Don’t be a fool!” he snarled trying to shake her off. “Are you really going to kill yourself just to beat me?”
18 tightened her hold on him. “Yes, I am.”
“18, no!” Trunks shouted.
“Don’t bother trying to change my mind.” She told him. “I have to do this. We don’t have any other choice. The entire universe is at stake here. You have to get away right now or you’ll die too.”
“I’m not leaving you!”
“Please, Trunks.” She begged. “Consider this my way of making for all my sins.”
Her words surprised him. “What… do you mean?”
She closed her eyes. The time was now. “I remember, Trunks. I remember everything. I have ever since my fight with 13. That’s why I was so upset when I woke up. I was dealing with everything.”
She opened her eyes, looking at the stunned expression on his face. “You… remember…?”
“Get off me!” Super 17 shouted, thrashing about.
18 ignored him, keeping her eyes on Trunks. “That’s why I was so angry, because I knew you were lying and using me the whole time.” She smiled sadly, looking at him with tears in her eyes. “But in spite of that… in spite of everything… I still love you.”
The look on Trunks’ face was unreadable. He seemed to be rendered completely speechless. But there was no time for any more words.
“Now get out of here!” she ordered. “The countdown has already started, and the earth still needs you.”
Trunks seemed to be in physical pain as he forced himself to turn away. As much as it hurt to leave, she was right, the earth did need him. And so he flew away as fast as he could, leaving 18 to her brother. He didn’t look back, because he knew that he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to leave if he did.
Super 17 continued to struggle, but was unable to shake his sister off his back. It wasn’t his strength that was in question here, it was hers. And she was using as much strength as she could, she held on. He tried to reach back to grab her and rip her off, but her arms were locked under his and he couldn’t quit reach her because of it.
“18, you’re making a huge mistake!” Super 17 shouted. “You can’t possibly sacrifice yourself like this!”
She smirked, clinging to him tightly. “What’s wrong? Is the so-called immortal Super 17 afraid of death? You’ve died before.”
“Damn it, I’m your brother! Are you really going to do this to your brother?”
18 laughed at this. “Yeah, the brother that didn’t give a damn after he murdered my unborn child. The brother who planned on either killing me or turning me into his personal power source. Don’t even bother trying that on me.”
“Get off me, you bitch!”
He flew up in the air and then came crashing down on his back. He flew across the ground, dragging 18 along it, crushing her beneath him, but she refused to let go. Soon they came upon a mountain, and Super 17 slammed back first against it. He broke straight through, coming out on the other side, and still 18 clung to him.
“Ten seconds left.” She told him. “Can you feel death coming for you, just like it did for all of our victims?”
“You can’t do this!”
She closed her eyes and smiled. “Five, four, three, two, one.”
“18, DON’T!!!”
“Goodbye.”

(A/N: IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ. I wanted Super 17 to go out with a bang, no pun intended. I also wanted it to be 18 to be the one to defeat him. Sacrificing herself like that is a surefire way to show where her loyalties lie, even after having regained her energy. The way I see it, an explosion from a bomb is different from an explosion from an energy blast. Energy blasts are massive eruptions of energy while bomb explosions are fiery and contain radiation, etc. I know a lot of you were expecting and hoping Trunks would go Super Saiyan Four and defeat Super 17, but that wouldn't have been possible. Gaining access to Super Saiyan Four requires either an abundant amount of Blutz Waves or the use of the moon, which Piccolo had destroyed years ago, so Trunks COULDN'T go Super Saiyan Four. Phew, I think I've said enough for now. It's almost Christmas, so leave me lots of reviews as a gift.)
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