A/N: Side note, Gohan is adorable ◕3◕

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You'd been enjoying your stay with the Briefs family and Son Gohan immensely, learning tons of new things every day as your programming slowly but surely became more complete.

Today was a day like any other, the four of you sitting around the kitchen table as Gohan inhaled food at a superhuman speed.

You couldn't help but observe the man often, finding him and Trunks incredibly interesting since they were the last of their kind. Their fighting techniques were fascinating to you as well, something about them seeming to resonate with you deeply.

"Thanks again for the food Bulma..." Gohan said suddenly, standing up from his seat before walking towards the door. "I'm off to go train today."

"Can I come with you?" Trunks asked, trying to remain hopefully as he saw his teacher frown.

"Not today Trunks." Gohan replied, giving the boy a serious look. "You're so close to being able to go Super Saiyan... You just have to get to that level then our training can resume."

Trunks nodded, willing to trust his teacher as he helped him reach this new level of power. He'd do anything it took to be able to finally defeat the androids that had plagued this world for so long. As long as he could remember...

"Wait! You should not go alone." You stated, hopping off of the stool you were sitting on while calculating the risks automatically. You stepped around Gohan until you were standing between him and the door, hoping he'd change his mind once you supplied him with a detailed list of pros and cons.

"A solitary target stands a 72% chance of-"

"I'll be fine [#]." Gohan chuckled, cutting you off while placing his hand on the top of your head. He messed up your dark locks slightly, always amused with your responses, which were becoming more human day after day. "Besides, you and Trunks need to help Bulma, right?" He finished, pulling his hand back before smiling down at you.

"That is correct." You said with a sigh, unable to argue with facts.

"Look, don't worry..." Gohan said, grabbing your hand as he glanced at the fragile bit of technology. It was amazing that you were an android at all he thought, unable to tell the difference between your delicate fingers and his own. "I'll be back later. I promise."

You nodded, choosing to ignore the data for now and trust the fighter in front of you. The warmth of his genuine hand on your cold one was gone too quickly, making you frown as you watched him walk around you. 

All of you said your goodbyes for the time being as Bulma headed to her lab, working nearly nonstop now that she was so incredibly close to finishing her long time project. 

You and Trunks remained in the kitchen as you began cleaning up, gathering all the plates on the table before placing them in the sink.

"I can help." The younger boy offered, making you smile as you nodded.

"I would like that."

The two of you got to work on washing all the dishes, a comfortable silence settling in between you both. Trunks started scrubbing the pots and pans while you dried the plates, putting them all away carefully before returning to the sink. Just as you were finishing up, Bulma's voice echoed through the hallways.

"Trunks! [#]!" The scientist shouted from down in her lab. "Can you guys come down here for a minute?"

When the two of you arrived in the basement you found Bulma searching through various boxes here and there, throwing random things to the side while cursing. 

"Um, mom?"

"Oh! Hi honey!" Bulma said quickly, straightening up while wondering how much he had heard. "You haven't seen a battery lying around anywhere, have you?" The woman asked, looking back and forth between the two of you before continuing. "It's about this big... Yellow and silver..." She explained, holding her hands up as she tried to imitate it's size and shape.

"No... Sorry." Trunks answered, not knowing what she was talking about as you shook your head as well.

"Damn... We're one short." Bulma said, kicking the box she'd been looking through out of the way before glacning back at the ship. "And I thought I'd finally be able to run some diagnostics today..."

"Maybe we can find another one!" Her son said optimistically, trying to remember where they had scavenged the others from. "We found the rest in Ginger Town... Maybe there's some more!"

"I don't know Trunks... It could be dangerous..." Bulma said, not liking the idea of anyone leaving while Gohan was gone.

"Just sitting here while the androids continue to kill people is dangerous!" Trunks shouted, tired of everyone being so calm about all this destruction and death. "I'm sick of waiting around... I want to do something to help!"

You looked over at your friend sympathetically, placing a hand on his shoulder while feeling him shaking. You understood all too well what it was like to want something so badly, but not be able to do anything about it...

"You'll help me... Right [#]?" The half Saiyan asked, giving you a look that was impossible to say no to. 

"There is no way I would let you leave alone." You confirmed, smiling genuinely as Bulma smirked at the two of you from across the room.

"Well, if you do insist on going..." The scientist began, grabbing a blueprint off her desk before walking over. "Here is what we need. And if you can, try to grab a few extras."

Your eyes focused on the piece of paper she was holding, staring at the diagrams and measurements carefully while you recorded a perfect mental copy.

"Data transfer completed." You said automatically, blinking a few times before returning to normal. You smiled at Bulma and her son, already setting your navigational unit to plot a course for Ginger Town.

"Come on, let's go!" Trunks said happily, grabbing your hand before pulling you towards the door, leaving Bulma calling out after you both.

"Be careful!"

...

A few hours later...

...

"There it is!" Trunks said, looking at the city in the distance before glancing down at you. He watched as your crimson eyes dilated, scanning the area below before confirming.

"Location designated as... Ginger Town."

The lavender haired teen landed directly in the middle of a large cluster of buildings, hoping they could find what they were looking for quickly as he set you down. He glanced around the fallen structures for a moment, instantly wishing he hadn't as he spotted something sticking out from beneath a piece of rubble...

You watched him silently, scanning the area for any sign of life as you were unable to see a reasonable cause for destruction like this. No one was spared from the androids reign of terror you realized, watching sadly as Trunks knelt down to grab a stuffed animal that some poor child had left behind.

You walked up behind him, truly not knowing what to say as you stood there. 

It was unfair. Unfair that someone as young as Trunks had to witness terrible scenes like this... This chaos and destruction, it was senseless and cruel. The doctor responsible for your creation was also responsible for this you realized, truly wishing that someone like him would have never existed. 

So many countless lives lost because of one...

Your vision went red for a moment as you spun around, instantly locating two high powered targets who were approaching quickly.

"[#]?" Trunks asked in confusion, looking around as he saw you tense. "What... What's going on?" 

The Saiyan's blue eyes widened as 17 and 18 landed a few feet away, both killers sending you matching smirks before speaking.

"No way, she lives!" 17 chuckled, truly impressed that you were able to recover from his twins attack. "How'd you do that?" He inquired, knowing that there was no way she could fix herself on her own.

Trunks got into a fighting stance as you stood in front of him, throwing an arm out protectively before speaking.

"Lapis... Lazuli..." You stated, staring at them both seriously as they seemed somewhat surprised to hear their true names after all this time. "Why are you doing this? This destruction... It is not what your designs were intended for."

"So you can talk..." 18 commented, placing a hand on her hip as her twin brother spoke up.

"Designs... Plans... Who cares about any of that?" 17 explained, shaking his head before continuing. "No. See, we're done doing what anyone else tells us to do."

"Then why are you doing this?" You pressed, gesturing to the destruction around you all as you watched the dark haired man grin.

"Because it's fun."

The sadistic smile plastered on his face made something inside of you glitch, a few lines of code beginning to appear in front of your eyes as you glared back. Your pupils widened involuntarily as you scanned the other fighter, locking onto a supposed weak point in his construction before lunging forward. 

18 stood there completely stunned as you appeared in front of her twin, your voice sounding strangely monotone once more as you raised a hand over his heart.

"Detonation system detected. Removing critical threat."

A massive beam of light blasted forward from your open palm, striking 17 directly in the chest as he screamed. His built in bomb exploded on impact with your attack, making the other two fighters on the battlefield take cover.

When the dust had finally settled, 17 was nowhere to be seen, completely obliterated while you stood there among the debris. You lowered your hand slowly, your defensive systems going offline one by one as you blinked, shocked to find yourself standing alone.

"Trunks...? Trunks!" You shouted, looking around desperately before you heard a muffled cry.

You turned just in time to see 18 glaring your way, holding Trunks hostage while keeping her arm secured around his throat.

"I should kill him right now for what you've done..." The blonde woman growled, unable to believe her twin had actually just been defeated. "17... He's really..."

"No!" You screamed, your eyes widening as you watched her tighten her grip. "Please Lazuli! I didn't mean to!" You tried, taking a step forward as she backed up.

"Stay back or I'll do it!"

"Trunks!"

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A/N: ಠ益ಠ I hate leaving things on a cliffhanger but I have other requests to work on sooooooo （￣へ￣） Just let me know through comments/votes/etc. which chapters you guys like the best/want more of and I will gladly write extra bits if enough people request it :]