Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Androids ❯ Arrival ( Chapter 1 )

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Androids

Chapter One : Arrival

A great cloud of dust blew up into the air, and then settled.The group of quiet, lonely hills was being disturbed by arguments.The peace had temporarily ebbed into fear and anger.
Yamcha, Tien and Vegeta were arguing, Bulma Breifs, heir to the Capsule Corperation Empire, watching absent-mindedly, Chaotzu looking on, worried.
"Look Vegeta nobody asked you to come"Yamcha snapped.
"I could say the same to you"he retorted, "Weakling's arent welcome at such a time!"
"Then why are you here?!"Tien asked.
"Come on, Tien"Chaotzu murmured.
"You dont know what your up against, three-eyes!"Vegeta cried angrily."Freiza is the most powerful being in the universe, and he's back!"

The cape of a Namekian warrior fluttered in the breeze as he tried to ignore them.
"Besides, your upsetting the Namek..."Vegeta murmured."He wants you to be quiet, too"
"Huh?"Yamcha murmured.He followed Vegeta's eyes to Piccolo, standing with his back to them."Hey, how long have you been standing their Piccolo?"
"Long enough to grow tired of you senseless bickering"he snarled, turning to them.
"Yeah"Bulma agreed, "There isnt any reason to be fighting!"
"What do you know, you fool?"Vegeta snapped."Now all of you be-"
Before he could finish, two shadows started to descend, and Tien cried out, "Gohan, Krillin!"
"Hey guys!"Gohan shouted back.They landed down next to Yamcha.
"You look all grown up in that armour, Gohan"Tien complimented, ruffling his hair.He smiled and blushed, "Thanks, Tien"
Gohan quickly made his way for Piccolo.
"Hey, little man..."Piccolo murmured, facing the sky.
"Is it really him, Piccolo?Is it really Freiza?"
"Yeah...I'm afraid so..."

A few minutes later, a great shadow engulfed the land as a giant ship, like Freiza's on Namek, came over them, and a few hundred feet past.They were shocked by his power, Yamcha and Krillin were speecheless.
"So that's him, huh?That's Freiza..."Tien murmured.
"It's him, alright..."Krillin said bitterly, "I'll never forget that ki..."
He remembered Freiza destroying his being on Namek, how it hurt so much...he shuddered.
"Dont dawdle let's get on with it!I want to face Freiza...his strength may have improved, but so has mine!"Vegeta snarled.He began to run towards the ship as it landed down finally.
"Why dont we just fly there, Vegeta?"Yamcha shouted.
"I'd prefer to do some investigating before I choose my course of action!"he cried down from a high cliff, "I want to know just how he survived..."
He turned back and made his way up more slowly, I see...so Kakarot's strength was not what it seemed to be?The proud Super Saiyan...a weakling?
He smirked and continued. Could Kakarot really have failed in destroying the scourge of our people...then maybe there is hope for me to redeem myself... to regain my honour...to become a Super Saiyan and follow my destiny!
"I agree with Vegeta's methods...for once"Piccolo murmured."We'd better employ some stealth tactics"
He began slowly too.
"Well I wouldnt miss an adventure!"Bulma shouted.She followed after them.
"If Piccolo's going, I'm going"Gohan said with determination.
"I wanna get a look at the Freiza guy"Tien confessed, "We defeated the Ginyu force, didnt we?How much harder can it be"
"Dont think like that!"Krillin snapped, "The Ginyu force is nothing compared to him..."
"I...I dont know if I can do this, you guys"Yamcha said, even though the three of them had begrudgingly started up the cliffs, "I mean I just got wished back...you'd have to go on a whole quest to Namek if you wanted to wish me back again..."
"That's okay, bud"Krillin assured.They lingered at the back, "We'll go anywhere to get you back, count on it"
"Stop your incessant nattering!Your like stupid little girls blubbering about wishes.Be quiet!"Vegeta ordered.
"Who said that you could take command, huh?"Tien asked.They were at the head of the pack.
"Because I'm the strongest"he stated simply.Tien narrowed his eyes, gritting his teeth.
Is he developing some rivalry with Vegeta? Piccolo thought, watching them from close behind, Surely not...and at a most inoppourtune time, too...

Prince Freiza, and his equally-strong father King Cold, departed from the King's Royal Ship.And a fine Spaceship for the most powerful king in the universe, King Cold thought.His Imperial Empire of slave and feeder planets spanned galaxies...but just one single planet caused him the most greif...the planet Saiyan.
His son had developed a mad hatrid for the race, and was intent on destroying it's remaining population of two and half.He despised the planet for different reasons.
It was bland, boring.He wanted to leave.
Freiza, on the other hand, tried to ignore his father's complaints as he savoured the moment before he eradicated the Earth and all upon it.
"Please father, have some patience"he asked, as he surveyed the land.The rest of those Earth rats should be arriving here soon...they pose no threat.
Not now, especially!Just humour...it will be so funny when they DIE! Freiza thought, and he broke out into mad laughter.
"Son would I be right in saying that this planet has given you brain rot?Or are you simply laughing for no reason..."
"Oh but there is a reason!"he cried.He turned to his father, and images flashed in his mind.
Of him, beating Vegeta into the ground.Of him, destroying that pesky cueball.Of the boy, trying to stand up to him...what a farce!He would permenantly erase their beings now..
"Spread out!"he ordered the Royal Guard."Find those insects and then report back"
The Cyborg, Hyper-Enhanced Freiza would take revenge.He would kill them all!

The seven of them, Yamcha, Krillin, Gohan, Chaotzu, Tien, Piccolo, Vegeta and Bulma, reached the top of the rocky cliffs at last.About three hundred feet across the plain was Freiza's ship.
"He's not alone..."Piccolo announced.
"Yes"Vegeta agreed."That's his father, King Cold.I didnt have much business with him"Vegeta smirked, "But he's meant to be as powerful as Freiza!"
"I wouldnt consider that anything to laugh about"Tien said, "Freiza is enough alone"
"Well let's get going.Time is short.He may just want to destroy the planet and have done with us"Piccolo told them all warily."Be prepared"
They nodded and blasted off towards Freiza.
But they were cut short at the arrival of a third, enormous power.They hit the ground and skidded to a halt.

Trunks Breif had arrived to save the day.He had already disposed of Freiza's search party.
"Ahh so..."he murmured, "You must be Freiza"
"Who are you?"Freiza asked, "A friend of one of those little rats?Fine...then you must die too"
"I dont think I'll be doing that anytime soon Freiza.You and your father will die.It's fate"
"Fate?Hahaha!You talk big, punk, but do you act big?"
"Look Freiza, I dont think we have time for pleasent introductions...I think we should finish this.Now"
"Well if your so eager to begin your suicidal fight, then so be it.Take your best shot!"he replied, confident in himself.
Trunks appeared in front of Freiza and stared him in the eyes.Freiza jumped back, surprised and frightened.
"Son?"Cold asked.
"You recognise my eyes, huh?"Trunks asked."Just as I thought.Freiza I-"
Trunks' attention was drawn to a figure that had appeared in Freiza's rampway.
"Huh?"Frieza grunted, turning.In the sunlight, it was only a dim figure.But he walked slowly into their veiw...

"Ahh!"Piccolo gasped.
"No way!"Yamcha cried.Vegeta jumped up.
"What is it?"Krillin asked.
"There's a fourth power...it's tremendous...it's inconceiveable..."
"So your saying there's Freiza, his dad, this new guy AND someone else?"Tien asked.
This makes no sense... Vegeta thought, more puzzled than scared like the rest of them, as he remembered back ten years ago, I always remembered how fierce checks of Frieza's ship were carried out with unmericful force! he eyed the dot at the top of the rampway down to the ground and tried to work this out, I dont think anyone could've escaped Freiza's gaze...
"Could one of them be my dad?"Gohan asked finally.They all turned to the ship...had Goku finally returned?

"Who is that?!"Trunks cried.
"What are you doing on my ship?!"King Cold yelled."Depart!Immediately!"
The figure did not speak as sunlight lighted his face.Trunks quickly surveyed him.He wore small black boots, tied hard against the ankle.He wore tight navy blue training pants, and a tight gold shirt.It was a cold day, and so far his clothes did not seem fitting.But he did not show the cold, except on his cold, emotionless face.
He was a teenage boy, not much younger than Trunks.He had flowing black hair which blew in the wind.His face was ice white as he identified the crowd.
Yes, his father's programming proved correct.King Cold, the planet trader and his son Freiza were present, and the boy Trunks.He looked straight past them towards a group of tiny dots at the other end of the canyon.Puuar, Bulma, Yamcha, Gohan, Krillin, Tien, Piccolo, Vegeta...rock peice .47.Yes, his father had incorperated even the most mundane of objects into his son with the utmost detail.That was...no, he had never called his father that, but he had heard him being called that...dad...
He jumped with amazing grace onto the ground in front of King Cold.
"You pose no threat"he informed the King in a voice which sounded like a younger version of Trunks himself, shocking him."Please, dont get in my way"
He looked past a bewildered and outraged Freiza to Trunks."I'm sorry, Trunks..."
"Huh?"Trunks cried with worry.Who is this...?A stowaway on Freiza's ship or something?Mom didnt tell me much about Freiza's ship...
Freiza looked between them, and slowly backed away from his ship.His father glanced at him, and boomed, "I dont understand any of this but I think you should finish this now, Freiza...they are but simple Earthlings.What do your sensors indicate?"
The left size of Freiza's head light up red, the robotic lobe.
"The purple-haired kid has a power level of five!His friend..."he paused, "He doesnt even warrant a place on the scale!"
"Aha...ahahahah!"they laughed together."Now let me dispose of you!"Freiza cried.
"Wait son!"King Cold shouted, "Well, now we're here, could I have a go?"
"Oh father you really are so fickle...but okay"Freiza replied.He jumped high into the air and landed on the roof of their giant spaceship.
"Look now"he whispered, "My son expects a good fight, so, no screaming?"
The two boys looked at King Cold.
This makes no sense...why has he...come to me? Trunks asked himself.How does he know my name?
"Please excuse me, Trunks"the boy said.He turned to King Cold and blasted him into the ground with ease.
Freiza's folded arms slipped out from each other as rubble blew into the air along with clouds of dust, the boy turned back to Trunks.
"You must understand these are my father's wishes.I'm sorry, Trunks.You...you seemed nice..."the boy, Trunks thought, spoke in riddles.But he was still amazed that he had destroyed King Cold easily...or had he?
The King struggled to his feet, and with a great bloody scar across his chest, staggered forward.
"What...what are you?"he asked.The boy's hair blew in the wind.
"No-one, but NO-ONE is stronger than I and my son....I will not have it!" King Cold jumped forward and the boy held his arm out, in a point.It speared King Cold, but he was not finished.He grabbed the boy's arm and tried to push himself off, but to no avail.His arm felt like stone ; he couldnt do anything against it.With his other hand he created a ball of energy, and pointed it at the King.As Trunks watched in awe, before he could fire it a kick from Freiza smashed into the boy's cheek, but nothing happened.
He turned coldly to Freiza."Arghhh!" Frieza cried, as the boy sucked the energy ball back into his hand and grabbed Freiza's foot.
He now had father and son in his grasp.Freiza's eyes met with the young mysterious boy Trunks' eyes, who as yet, had not done much.His eyes suddenly held him harder than the boy's hands.Suddenly, the boy crushed Freiza's foot, but before could scream he had let go and blasted him into oblivion.

"Ahh!"Krillin gasped in awe.One of the powers vanished, and he recognised who it was a split second after Piccolo.
"It's Freiza!"he shouted.They still had not moved since the powers appeared."Careful, I sense evil forces at work here..."
"You mean it's not my dad?"Gohan asked.
"One of them could be"he replied, "Bu-"
"But I dont know for sure"Vegeta snapped, taking command once again, switching from rogue to leader."And I dont feel like putting my head on a chopping block just yet!"

"Just...just who are you?"Trunks asked.The boy looked at him and dropped King Cold onto the dusty grounds beside the fleshy and robotic peices of his son. How could he be so easily destroyed... he picked up a peice of his burning robotics, They are useless!But I will not have my son gone...no.I wont accept it! He looked about for the important "Megabrain" chip.He found it, very close to him, just out of reach.As he stretched his arm for it, the boy pushed his foot through the hole in his chest. "Ahhh!!"he screamed painfully, and he quickly grabbed it.I will have you rebuilt, my son...greater and more terrible than ever before...
"Okay..I guess I owe you that before I must destroy you"he told Trunks, "I am Diordna.I come from eighteen years in the future of this time"
Trunks was amazed.It...it couldnt be possible.No.
But then...no wonder his mother wouldnt have known of this boy...because, he never existed in their time...
"I'm afraid there isnt much more I can tell you.I'm sorry Trunks, but I'm going to have to kill you"
"Wait!"Trunks cried, "If this is going to be my last day, then surely I'm allowed a last rite of passage.Please, how do you know my name"he paused as the boy did not speak, "I know the constraints of time...but"he chuckled, "I'm not going to be around here much longer though, huh?If you can...tell me everything"
He sighed."Okay"the boy said, "My name, you know, is Diordna.I'm 14 years old, the son of Dr.Gero"
"Your the-?!"Trunks stopped and gathered himself.He musnt do anything like that again.The boy blushed and looked down, "I'm sorry, please continue"
The boy continued, though still looking at the floor.I'd never make a good superhero... Trunks thought.I've just gotta will him with my voice...
"Yes, I'm his son.My father is a wonderful man, a brilliant scientist with an unequelled mind...he...he raised me in the time of the androids....they were evil people.They had destroyed everything in my time.He said you warned some people about the androids"he nodded his head to the group of dots, "Goku catches a heart virus, but you know about that.The thing you dont know about is that you give him the wrong vile.It kills Goku outright, as well as Yamcha, Gohan, Chi-Chi and Ox-King who take it for protection"
Trunks tried to stay calm and level-headed, but was shocked.
"My father calculated that without the healing implement, as long as Goku does not go Super Saiyan, he makes it through the disease and as long as he isolated, no-one else catches it either.Your serious misjudgement leads to his death, and the death of others...with that death, the others are killed.The androids rule the Earth...my father tried everything to stop them.He's a strong man, my father.I knew they were stronger, and I always wondered why they never killed him..."
Trunks hazarded a question he thought he knew the answer to, "And your mother?"
The boy looked up, "I...I never met her...father never talked about her.Anyway, ,I was born a year after the androids came and throughout my life my father worked tirelessly to build a machine to take me back in time to restore everything to normal..."he blushed again, "My father and I never really bonded, but I always respected...and...I always loved him.I know he loved me too, but, with all this work trying to save everyone he kind of forgot about me...he said I had to kill Trunks"
"How did you know it was me?"Trunks asked.
"I...."the boy thought he could trust Trunks...but then, he couldnt trust him.He couldnt bond...his father's instructions were clear, "Ever since I could remember I had an ability to sense people's powers, to know everything about them, their lives, their personalities, in fact...everything.It's like my brain's a factfile for everything that existed on Earth"
I think I'm beggining to get a clearer picture of him, Trunks thought, But...it's a bad one....I know with Dr.Gero's amazing intelligence and resources it didnt take him fourteen years to build a time machine...no, he used his spare time for...
"Anyway, my father's instructions were clear.He told me strong people would be waiting, but I had amazing power.He said I was special...I had to kill Trunks...Trunks, I am sorry..."
"I know your stronger than me, Diordna.But please, there are alternatives"
Diordna was young, and obviously confused."I'm not saying your dad was wrong, or anything, but I could just warn Goku of the androids coming, like I was meant to. Goku will be strong, strong enough to defeat them, and you and your dad can grow up happy!"
He seemed reluctant, "Trunks...I like you, you seem nice...you've listened...and...but what about the Heart Virus?"
"I just wont tell him.If what you say happens, then everything should be okay, right?And nobody needs to kill nobody!Just go back and tell your dad that the jobs done"
He smiled, "Oh...thanks, Trunks...I didnt want to have to kill you"the boy smiled, but quickly dread took him, "But no, what if he goes Super Saiyan or infects the others?"
"Oh yeah..."Trunks muttered.He placed his chin on his hand, thinking hard.

"What are they doing over there?"Bulma asked.
"They arent fighting, that's for sure"Yamcha commented.
"I cant sense the other person's power"Piccolo muttered."We'd better go check it-"
"So what if your Namek instincts are a little off"Vegeta growled, "That doesnt mean we go charging in with your flag held high"
"This isnt a glory competition, Vegeta"Piccolo retorted, "Not to me anyways"

"I've got it"Trunks said, "It's simple.I just dont tell him about the medicine.I warn him what to do, there.I think that's all of our problems sorted, huh?"
"Yeah...I'm glad my dad didnt tell me you were such a great man, or I definately wouldnt have killed you!"he said, smiling.
Trunks blushed, feeling like...feeling like that was him, and he was Gohan...Gohan...
Just then there was an almighty blast of air, and King Cold's ship took off, with him and his son's megabrain chip inside.
All this while they had forgot about him.He used the time to crawl away into hiding.
"Is your Time Machine or whatever it is up there?!"Trunks cried, sheilding Diordna.
"No, I just thought it would be better to come out in surprise.It's in a canyon over there"he pointed past the ship."He poses no threat.Let him go"

"Looks like Freiza's ship is taking off!"Piccolo cried."Let's get down there!"
"But I thought they killed Freiza and his dad?!"Gohan asked as Piccolo began to run towards the ship.
"I guess not"Vegeta said, "I have to meet this boy...he has amazing strength to defeat them single-handedly like this!"
Vegeta followed."If they're going, I am"Tien said, and he followed.Gohan went, and Bulma and Puuar after him.
"Yamcha?"Krillin asked.
"We'd better"Yamcha said.They took off, too.

"You should go now.You've been really helpful, and very kind..."Trunks said.The boy smiled, and a brotherly bond formed between them."I'll tell Goku what needs to be told to protect us.Remember, I've got a share in this too"
"Right"the boy said.He jumped up and ran towards his time ship, and Trunks turned back in time for the Z Team's arrival.
"Hey Guys!"he shouted, as Diordna dashed out of sight."Your just in time!"