Android Saga[7]

"So, are you saying that you need our help to fund a tournament to fight a strong guy who will try to kill you in any way possible? Because you want to fight him?" Bulma was reprising what Goku had said to her.

Of course, the three listening to it were speechless. Not only were there more androids, but now Dr.Gero was building an ultimate one with the sole purpose of killing Goku, and he still wanted to fight the guy. In a tournament, of all places.

"Seriously, I can't understand you anymore, Son-kun." She shook her head and sighed.

"Hm? But he said Vegeta also came up with this pla-KYaaa!!" Before Tights could finish her sentence, she received a slap on her ass from Vegeta.

"Don't complicate things anymore, Tights. You know she will speak all day if you tell her that," he said to her while closing his eyes and crossing his arms, failing to see Bulma almost burning him with her eyes.

When she approached him, she kicked his legs softly. "You always do things like this, you idiot. You're supposed to be the smart one when Son-kun is involved, not a crazy one who likes to fight too," she kept kicking him softly.

"Hmph. Fighting is one of my pleasures. Fighting a strong opponent is even more," he said, opening his eyes and sending her a predatory smile. "You think I would lose this opportunity to test myself?"

She pouted and sighed. Tights laughed at how easily she gave up. "Fine, fine, I'll help him. Tch, this Saiyan stuff is a bit crazy. I hope Trunks and Kail don't become like that."

She looked at both babies sitting inside the ship and then looked at the grown-up Trunks and smiled.

Trunks was still confused by the earlier discussion. He would never have thought that things would change so much from what he knew.

"It's concerning that things have gone so far. I'm afraid I changed too much and caused more trouble," he was a bit down about it.

"Well, in the end, things did change thanks to you, Trunks. We were alive, weren't we? If you hadn't come to warn us, I don't think we would have had a chance," Krillin comforted the boy the best he could.

"Yes, if you hadn't come, Father would have died from his disease. So thank you, Trunks-san," Gohan, too, was thankful to the boy. He would even go as far as to say that he saved both their lives.

Trunks smiled at that. Seeing that because of his actions, the boy who would be his mentor and friend in the future would have a more peaceful life was enough to make him confident in his choice. So he nodded and let go of his sadness.

"Hmph. And be prepared, Trunks. Since you're here, I'll shape you into the fine warrior that you're supposed to be. No son of mine will stay weak and meek like that," Vegeta said to him. He wouldn't allow him to go back to his future without being so powerful that the likes of Androids and Dabura would dare to lay a finger on his son. Hell, he would even go to the future with him after he dealt with all these things.

Trunks looked surprised and a smile appeared on his face. He bowed to Vegeta and thanked him from the depths of his heart.

"Okay, let's go back then. Son-kun, I'll help you with this, so come to Vegeta's house in a few days," Bulma said, walking back to her ship.

"What about the lab, Sis?" Tights asked. She was kind of drooling over the information and interesting things that would be inside. She could use a lot of it and write about them. A mad scientist was a big plot, after all.

"Oh, right. I'll ask Papa and the employees to secure it and bring everything back to our lab."

"I can't wait for it. It'll be exciting," Goku said, walking ahead followed by Gohan and Piccolo.

Vegeta looked at Piccolo, who had a troubled but firm expression. It seemed like he had made a big decision right now. Vegeta smiled and thought, "This guy may get a lot stronger soon."

With everything concluded, everyone went back. Most of them would train to participate in the tournament.

Krillin went back to Kame House, while Yamcha and Tien Shinhan went back to their respective places. Vegeta and Trunks boarded the airplane with Bulma and Tights. Bulma was piloting it back to their house.

While inside, Vegeta looked at the knocked-out android twins. They still hadn't woken up after that beating.

"It's even strange to see them like that," Trunks said while playing with Kail in his lap.

"Were they bad in your future?" Tights turned back and looked at him, asking.

"They were worse. A lot worse there, which makes things problematic," he said, thinking about whether his mother was having any difficulties out there while he was here. He had promised to protect her and her world. But looking at Kail's innocent smile made him think that it was worth coming here too. 'Having a sister is not so bad too...'

"Don't worry, I'll put them in their place if they do anything bad. Also, this one belongs to me now since she lost," Vegeta looked at Android 18 and smirked.

"Hmph, you can't keep it in your pants, huh... Pervert," Bulma retorted.

"I agree with Sis, Vegie. That's a villainous act, taking all the girls on the street like that," Tights nodded her head.

"I'm a villain. And just say that to the woman. She's been faking sleeping for a few minutes already."

That's when they heard a movement behind them. Trunks' body tensed when he saw Android 18 getting up.

"Don't talk like I'm some easy girl, you two... Tech, it's hurting a bit yet," Android 18 got up and looked around for a moment. Then her gaze stopped on Vegeta, who was sitting on the floor with Trunks in front of him, and a mini Trunks by his side.

"18... Shit, I should have-" Trunks started to say, but before he could finish, Android 18 crawled to his father's side getting closer to him.

As Trunks and the girl wondered how the hell she would fight in such a cramped space, her action left them wondering for a moment.

She looked at Vegeta and said, "... fine, I lost... this time. It's a date then, right? Since you said you would buy me new clothes." He arched an eyebrow. He did say that, but this woman was taking it as if she could even win next time.

Bulma and Tights shook their heads. Trunks was the most surprised. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that this Android 18 was different from the one he knew. The differences were so great that she seemed like a completely different person.

He looked at his mother, and she just shrugged.

"What is happening here...?" He asked more to himself than to others.

"Seriously, 18, it's already hard enough to see you flirt in front of me, and now you're doing this too. Let me sleep in peace at least," Android 17 was also awakening but chose to go back to sleep.

"Also, I only lost because I blinked at the last blow. Next time, I'll show everyone that I'm the strongest android," he said before going back to sleep. The guy had a laid-back attitude, but when it came to the last part, he was serious.

18 listened to it and turned around to answer her brother, "A deal is a deal. It would be bad for me to go back." Then she looked into Vegeta's eyes and said again, "Though next time I won't lose. I still want to correct this Saiyan prince, hehe." Vegeta smirked at her confidence. Maybe she could catch up, or maybe she would give up.

"That's a lot of confidence there. I hope you can back it up, 18," he said, confident that he would never lose to her. But having one more person chasing after him would only make things better.

The trip after that was uneventful.

After they arrived at Vegeta's house, they started preparing for whatever plan Dr. Gero had in store for them. Bulma went to take a look at the android, as Vegeta had asked, and Tights went to prepare and organize the tournament. She also called her father to let him know about Gero's lab.

Vegeta stayed with Trunks, both taking care of the child. While Vegeta was looking after Kail, he asked Trunks something.

"Did you train in these three years, Trunks?"

The boy looked at him. He was playing with his child version, if he could call it that.

"Yes, although even after training so much, I'm still no match for these androids," he replied truthfully. He had painstakingly trained every day of his life, and yet he couldn't defeat these androids in his world. He could only hold them off for a bit, but even that almost killed him every time.

"Then I'll shape you into a formidable warrior. No son of mine keeps losing forever like a clown," Vegeta said, looking at him while continuing, "You're the last hope of that world, of your mother. This is a big responsibility, so I'll help you shoulder it while you're here."

Trunks was surprised. No one had ever said that to him, or maybe he had never wanted to hear it from others, mostly because he felt responsible for their lives. He was the only one who could fight, the last hope.

It was a burden that he needed to carry, but this time he would accept the strength that his father was offering.

So he smiled. "Thank you, Father. I think Mother would be surprised to see you saying things like that..." he laughed a bit. He had never known his father, so to him, the man in front of him was the real version of his father.

"Hmph. I bet that woman said I was going to hell. Knowing her big mouth," he said, but there was a soft smile on his face.

"Yeah," Trunks smiled too. In the end, spending time like this was one of his dreams, and it came true, even if only for a little bit.

"Go rest. We will start tomorrow. Be prepared, I won't take it easy on you."

Hearing his father, Trunks got up and prepared to go to the room that was prepared for him. "Thank you, Father. See you tomorrow, then."

It was still midday, so Vegeta would take this time to relax and think.

"It was pretty strange how these things happened. But the surprise of the day would be Android 21. To think that she was ready at this point in time."

He found it strange how Dr. Gero had found the technology to complete her at this moment. Even enhancing Androids 17 and 18 and being able to complete Cell without the absorption trait.

"And why didn't I recognize her ki at the start? The memory only came back after I saw her face. Is this a problem with my brain, or is it something else?"

He was having a hard time figuring out if his brain was the problem. Memories were tricky. Some of them only appeared after having a similar experience, while others were just gone to make space for other memories.

"In any case, it's an interesting development. Now I want to know why she hid her strength, saying that Cell was stronger. Well, based on that form of hers, he might actually be. But what if she has access to her Majin form? That would be really exciting."

He was excited about the prospect of an even stronger opponent. He had proposed the idea of the tournament solely to fight them. There was no need for him to give chase to anyone on a game around the world, he would just put everyone in one place and end the problem right there.

And he would get to fight a strong opponent as well. Testing his limits and evolving further. With this, he would be even closer to his goal.

He didn't plan to only become a God of Destruction; he planned to surpass it. These gods were boundless. They never said that they couldn't surpass an Angel or the Father of Angels. It only requires effort and opportunity, and right now he has the best one. A Saiyan with limitless potential. He had already stated that he would stand at the pinnacle of strength, being the strongest warrior.

He would be the strongest God of Destruction, achieving a height that no one ever has, that was certainly his objective.

He smiled and looked at his two kids sleeping in his arms.

"Taking the Saiyan blood to the pinnacle, only I, their prince, am worthy of such an honor."