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Chapter contributed by : moviefan

(A/N: This chapter is a little shorter than the previous ones, but I still think it's a decent length. As you can probably tell from the title, it's about 18 coming to terms with the fact that she has, sorry, had a brother who was a mass murderer, and that Trunks killed him. Hopefully, things will work out.)
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Chapter 7: My Brother's Killer
Trunks had thought that all his problems would go away when he finally defeated Cell. He was wrong. Cell had left behind an emotional impact on 18. With a single sentence, Cell brought to light something Trunks had been hoping would never be revealed.
18 had once again confined herself to her room. No doubt she was upset. She had just learned that she had a twin brother, that this brother was a murdering psychopath, and that Trunks had destroyed him and lied to her about it. Well, it wasn't really a lie, he just hadn't told her.
Either way, she was still upset.
"Well, what do you expect?" Bulma asked. "How would you feel if you were in her position?"
Trunks looked down, his eyebrows knitted into a scowl. "So what do I do? She probably doesn't trust me anymore."
Bulma crossed her arms. "That's a big problem. We need her to trust us. You're just going to have to convince her that you just had her best interests at heart." She paused for a moment. "And technically that's true. She's a lot better off this way then she was before. But you have to make sure things stay that way. Remember, this was your idea. She's your responsibi-"
"I know!" Trunks snapped. "She's my responsibility. Fine, I'll handle it."
With a deep sense of d�j� vu, Trunks made his way to 18's room, which was still technically his room. Come to think of it, why was she staying in his room? They had plenty of guestrooms.
When he reached the door, he raised his hand to knock, but a voice spoke to him.
"Go away."
Trunks blinked in surprise. 'She sensed me coming. Impressive.'
Trying the door, and finding it locked, he merely pushed against it, knocking it off its hinges.
'Mom will kill me for that, but knowing 18, she never would have opened up.'
Stepping into the room, he saw 18 glaring at him from her bed, no, his bed. "I told you to leave me alone."
"No, you old me to go away."
"Then why didn't you?"
Trunks couldn't help but smirk. "We saiyans tend to be really stubborn. Plus I got an extra helping of stubbornness from my mom." He walked over to her and sat on the bed. "We need to talk."
"No kidding." 18 muttered. She stared at the wall for a moment before turning to him. "Why didn't you tell me 17 was my brother? My twin brother at that. You're supposed to be telling me about my past, right? Well that seems like a pretty important thing."
Trunks groaned. How did he justify killer her brother? "Yes, it's true 17 was your brother, and it's true that I killed him, but he left me with no choice. He was an evil psychopath that lived to kill and destroy."
18 didn't accept that. "He was still my brother! You had no right to keep that fact from me!"
Her anger was making him angry. "It wouldn't have changed anything. He still would have been a killer, he still would be dead, and it still would have been me that did it. We begged him to stop multiple times, but he just laughed in our faces. Even when you, his sister, begged him not to kill, he still did."
18 jumped to her feet. "That's besides the point! My brother was a mass murderer and needed to be stopped; I can understand that! But why did you lie to me?"
"I didn't lie!" Trunks shouted, also getting to his feet. "I just didn't tell you the whole truth because I thought it would be a little difficult for you to suddenly learn that the only family you had was the evil freak that tore this planet apart."
"Well maybe you should let me decide what should and shouldn't know!"
With that she took flew out the open window, vanishing from sight. Trunks growled and rushed over to the window as well, though he didn't follow her; there'd be no point. But he did shout, "How can you decide if you want to know something or not if you don't know about it?" He knew she hadn't heard him, already being far beyond hearing range. With an angry growl, he punched a whole in the wall. "Stubborn android."
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18 knew they were going to be pissed. Not only had she gone out unsupervised, but she had been gone the entire day and most of the night. There was going to be hell to pay. She supposed that she deserved it after the way she had spoken to Trunks. When she thought about it rationally, she could see his reasons for not telling her. Hell, even now she wished she didn't know the truth.
'I guess it's true after all.' She thought as she landed by Capsule Corps. 'Ignorance really is bliss.'
Being very quiet, she snuck back inside. She felt out for Trunks, and sensed his energy in a low calm state. He was asleep. Good, then she wouldn't have to deal with him until morning at least. She wished she didn't have to deal with him at all. She wasn't the type of person who apologized often, if at all. At least that's the type of person she thought she had been.
"You were certainly out late."
Startled, 18 gathered her energy and turned to the speaker, ready to blast them.
"Relax, it's just me."
The energy ball vanished from the android's hand. "Dr. Brief? What are you doing up so late?"
Bulma shivered. "Uch, don't call me that; it makes me feel old. Besides, I should be Mrs. Something, but saiyans don't have last names." She sighed. "What's a girl to do?"
"I don't have a last name either." 18 replied. "Actually, I don't even have a name, just a number." She went and joined the blue-haired woman on the couch. "I'm sorry I left. I just had to..."
Bulma waved it off. "Don't worry, you have a right to be upset. It must have been quite a shock when you found out. I remember when Goku found out he had a brother, and that he was an evil saiyan."
18 couldn't help but smile slightly. "You sure have changed. When I first came here, you were always a nervous wreck around me. Now I can understand why. 17 was my brother. As ruthless as he was, who wouldn't be afraid of his twin sister?"
Bulma nodded. "Well, we've been living together for a while. I've sort of gotten used to having you around." 'But that doesn't mean you don't still scare the hell out of me.'
18 looked down. "Guess I made a mess of things. Trunks must be really angry with me."
Bulma shrugged. "Yeah, a bit." They fell silent for a few moments. "You do know why he didn't tell you, right?"
18 nodded. "Yes. He was just trying to consider my feelings. I suppose I should thank him for it. Right now, I wish I had never found out. Damn you, Cell. Why'd you have to tell me?"
"It's not just that." Bulma told her. "He was also afraid of what you might think of him. He did kill your brother, but he did it to save the rest of the world. He hates the fact that he had to kill, but it was necessary."
"I can understand that." 18 replied. She sighed sadly. "I just wish there could have been another way."
Bulma crossed her arms, seeming to consider something. "Has Trunks told you the story about Frieza and the saiyans?"
18 looked up, surprised, and shook her head. "No, he didn't. I do know that Frieza was some really powerful evil alien who this Goku person defeated, but that's it."
Bulma nodded. "I figured as much. Well, you should probably hear it. Maybe then you'll understand." She sat back and recalled the tragic story that Vegeta had told her. "Frieza was supposedly the strongest being in the universe. Not as strong as you or Trunks, but still really powerful. He took over many planets, enslaving the people, and he killed all those who opposed him. The saiyan race was one of them." She smiled at the next part. "Vegeta would repeatedly tell me that the saiyans were the mightiest race in the universe. Or, at least they would have been if they had been able to reach their potential. But they were kept under firm control so they couldn't obtain that power." She shook her head. "There was a legend among the saiyan race of a way for saiyan to become more powerful than even Frieza. I'm sure you can guess what it is."
"Super Saiyan."
Bulma nodded. "Yes, although Trunks has somehow managed to go to a level beyond it." She waved away the thought. "Anyway, there was a certain group of saiyans that were constantly getting stronger. One of them was actually Goku's father. What was his name? Bardock, or Braddrock, or something like that. Whatever his name was, he was making Frieza nervous with how powerful he was becoming. You see, saiyans are very arrogant, and have a superiority complex. Frieza feared that if a Super Saiyan should emerge, it would lead to a rebellion among all the saiyans. So he had Goku's father killed. Then, just to be safe, he decided to kill them all.
"Well, not all of them. He decided to keep Vegeta as one of his men, along with Goku's brother, Raditz, and this other saiyan, Nappa. When Vegeta's father and his men tried to rescue him, Frieza killed them. Then he destroyed the entire saiyan planet."
18's eyes were wide with shock. "He destroyed an entire planet? Why? How could he? Not even 17 destroyed the earth."
'No, but you and him came pretty close.' "And if that wasn't enough, he bended Vegeta to his will. Made him a killer who also conquered and destroyed other planets. Vegeta never had a chance to be anything else. Thankfully, Goku was able to put an end to Frieza once and for all." She sighed. "But then Dr. Gero had to go and create you and your brother. From what information I gathered, the two of you didn't even volunteer for the part. He forced it on you. I don't know what you and your brother were like before you were turned into androids, but I don't think you were killers." Although she did wonder if the two of them had been badly mistreated in the past, and it was because of that that the two of them hated humans, even if they couldn't remember the reason.
"Your brother was just like Vegeta, forced to become a tyrant against his will. But Vegeta changed, your brother didn't. Because of him and Dr. Gero, the whole planet suffered for many years." She glanced at 18. "That's why Trunks fights, to protect those he cares for. So no one else has to suffer. So no one else can have their will taken away from them. Some just don't value the lives of others, and the only way to put a stop to the terror is to destroy the one causing it. It may have been no fault of his own that your brother ended up as a killer, but Trunks had people that he wanted to protect. That includes you. He wanted to protect you from the truth."
18 sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. Bulma leaned forward and looked at her. "You ok?"
"Just tired." 18 replied.
"But you never get-"
"Emotionally tired." 18 interrupted. She stood up. "I'm going to bed now. Thank you for the talk."
Bulma nodded as she watched 18 head to her room. 'Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! I thought I was going to die! Dear whoever is looking out for me up there, thank you for sparing me 18's wrath.' She sighed in relief and sat back. "Still, it's a shame things ended up this way. If only Piccolo had survived. Then we could have used the Dragon Balls to wish everything back... to... normal..."
She suddenly sprang up. Of course, why hadn't she thought of it before? The Dragon Balls. The ones on Earth may be gone, but they weren't the only Dragon Balls in existence.
And so, for the next several hours, she went through piles of paperwork and several files of data until she found what she was looking for. Unable to control her excitement, she rushed upstairs and into Trunks' room, or the room he was staying in since 18 had taken over his.
"Trunks, wake up!"
With a startled cry, Trunks sat up. He looked alarmed for a moment, but after seeing that everything was all right, he glanced at his mother sleepily. "Mom? What's up?" He glanced at the clock. "It's four in the morning. Why are you up so late?"
"Because, son," said Bulma excitedly, "you and 18 are going to New Namek!"
(A/N: Looks like their going on a little trip. Poor Trunks can barely get a moment to relax before something comes up. At least 18 seems to have come to terms about her brother. She and Trunks will have to get along, otherwise it's going to be a very long trip.)
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