06-03-2006, 05:56 PM
?Figures.? thought Android Thirteen as he watched Reijin search his bag for food. ?I suggest food and I get turned down, seconds later, the Sayajins are starving, will I ever get a bre...?
The androids thought was cut off by a huge explosion that sent each and every single one of them to their backs. Trying to catch himself as he fell, Thirteen?s palms connected fully with the ground, but as his stomach tightened, he felt a searing pain shot through his body, dropping him like a fly. The thunderous boom echoed off into the distance, leaving a very stunned group of people scrambling to their feet.
"What the hell happened?"
"I'm not sure. Something massive exploded in the distance.?
?No shit??
Though Thirteen knew everyone by now, the pain just wouldn?t allow him to distinguish their voices from one-another. Trying to unclench his stomach and stand, the droid looked over at the group standing nearby, luckily no one had noticed his struggling. Finally making it to his feet, the droid stretched his arms, trying to play off the pain, unfortunately it only caused more. Wishing that he hadn?t pushed his power beyond it?s normal limitations, he began to wonder if he hadn?t, would he still be here alive?
Placing his hand over his stomach, he could feel the circuits within him trying to heal, small injuries somehow seemed to be able to recover themselves, but this was no small injury after all. Thanks to Trunks and his med kit, the android was able to be repaired, for the most part. Every time he would push his power, the pain afterwards seemed to be directed from the stomach wound, making the droid cautious about upping his power.
Taking a step forward, Thirteen happened to be looking down at his feet and noticed something strange take place as his foot touched the ground. His boot had begun to shape change into green grass, without him concentrating on the ability. Unsure if he should be happy about his ability growing or if this were perhaps a bi-product of the blaster shot to the stomach, the machine-hybrid watched his feet for a few steps, noticing the change every time.
Suddenly, a big green hand slammed into Android Thirteen?s back, jerking him forward a bit. Turning around, he spotted Kami with a big grin on his face and a knife in his hand. Jerking forward and stabbing at him, the droid slid to the left and lifted his knee into the Namekian?s face, breaking his nose. A second person hit the humanoid from behind, only this time, something sliced all the way through his body. Glancing down, he spotted a long shining blade sticking out of his stomach wound. Walking towards the droid, Kami placed his hand on his shoulders and began to march him forward.
?Are you alright?? questioned the Namekian as he pulled the droid further and further along. ?Thirteen, answer me, are you ok??
The bio-android quickly snapped out of what must have been a hallucination. Slightly started by the Namekian?s pulling on him, Thirteen shrugged the jade warrior off of his arm and made sure that no one was behind him. Content with his surroundings, he followed after the elder, who was quite confused by the display he had just seen. The three Sayajins were too far ahead to notice and the droid was thankful. It would seem that he was losing his mind, he was tired and thirsty. The dehydration and the game were beginning to ware down the machine?s mental barrier and there was no telling how much longer he would be able to control himself. Would he end up turning on his own friends, Thirteen had no doubt in his mind that he could avoid that, but others would surely perish in his wake. His CPU had subsided due to that massive blow Bujin had delivered, but it would seem as if it were fighting to regain control and it was only a matter of time before it did.
The androids thought was cut off by a huge explosion that sent each and every single one of them to their backs. Trying to catch himself as he fell, Thirteen?s palms connected fully with the ground, but as his stomach tightened, he felt a searing pain shot through his body, dropping him like a fly. The thunderous boom echoed off into the distance, leaving a very stunned group of people scrambling to their feet.
"What the hell happened?"
"I'm not sure. Something massive exploded in the distance.?
?No shit??
Though Thirteen knew everyone by now, the pain just wouldn?t allow him to distinguish their voices from one-another. Trying to unclench his stomach and stand, the droid looked over at the group standing nearby, luckily no one had noticed his struggling. Finally making it to his feet, the droid stretched his arms, trying to play off the pain, unfortunately it only caused more. Wishing that he hadn?t pushed his power beyond it?s normal limitations, he began to wonder if he hadn?t, would he still be here alive?
Placing his hand over his stomach, he could feel the circuits within him trying to heal, small injuries somehow seemed to be able to recover themselves, but this was no small injury after all. Thanks to Trunks and his med kit, the android was able to be repaired, for the most part. Every time he would push his power, the pain afterwards seemed to be directed from the stomach wound, making the droid cautious about upping his power.
Taking a step forward, Thirteen happened to be looking down at his feet and noticed something strange take place as his foot touched the ground. His boot had begun to shape change into green grass, without him concentrating on the ability. Unsure if he should be happy about his ability growing or if this were perhaps a bi-product of the blaster shot to the stomach, the machine-hybrid watched his feet for a few steps, noticing the change every time.
Suddenly, a big green hand slammed into Android Thirteen?s back, jerking him forward a bit. Turning around, he spotted Kami with a big grin on his face and a knife in his hand. Jerking forward and stabbing at him, the droid slid to the left and lifted his knee into the Namekian?s face, breaking his nose. A second person hit the humanoid from behind, only this time, something sliced all the way through his body. Glancing down, he spotted a long shining blade sticking out of his stomach wound. Walking towards the droid, Kami placed his hand on his shoulders and began to march him forward.
?Are you alright?? questioned the Namekian as he pulled the droid further and further along. ?Thirteen, answer me, are you ok??
The bio-android quickly snapped out of what must have been a hallucination. Slightly started by the Namekian?s pulling on him, Thirteen shrugged the jade warrior off of his arm and made sure that no one was behind him. Content with his surroundings, he followed after the elder, who was quite confused by the display he had just seen. The three Sayajins were too far ahead to notice and the droid was thankful. It would seem that he was losing his mind, he was tired and thirsty. The dehydration and the game were beginning to ware down the machine?s mental barrier and there was no telling how much longer he would be able to control himself. Would he end up turning on his own friends, Thirteen had no doubt in his mind that he could avoid that, but others would surely perish in his wake. His CPU had subsided due to that massive blow Bujin had delivered, but it would seem as if it were fighting to regain control and it was only a matter of time before it did.