Day Four: Morning

[Android 17]

Seventeen stumbled down a crude walkway as he compelled his beleaguered body to continue onward. In the last few minutes, he had been relatively alone as he traversed the path, and with that somewhat positive thought in hid mind, he permitted his legs to give way underneath him. With a grunt, the android collapsed onto his hands and knees?his tangled, unkempt hair falling into his face as his head reeled forward.

?It hurts?doesn?t it?? The sound of the angry, seething voice elicited a weak sigh from the grounded cyborg. Lifting his head up, Seventeen arched his eyebrow when he realized the identity of his newest visitor.

?Minoshia?? The raven-haired warrior inquired, eyeing the mangled, almost indiscernible appearance of the konat warrior. Only the Dark Prince?s characteristic voice betrayed his identity, as the rest of his physical traits were mutilated and burnt beyond recognition.

?In the flesh,? the prince hissed, taking a step forward and drilling his charred, broken foot into the android?s throat. With a guttural scream, Seventeen was thrown onto his back by the sheer force of the angry warrior?s strike. Before the machine-hybrid had a chance to react, the monstrosity known as Minoshia pounced upon him and drew a pair of binoculars from seemingly nowhere. ?It?s time I get my revenge for what you did to me last year!? The Dark Prince snickered.

?Get off of him,? a voice interjected?causing Minoshia to lift up his head and glance at something behind the fallen android?s plane of sight. A moment later, a yo-yo connected with the konat?s head and sundered his skull. As the child?s plaything ripped through Minoshia?s already mutilated head, the Dark Prince let out a scream and suddenly vanished from existence.

?I?ll be back for you,? the disembodied voice of the prince hissed, fading into nothingness as the yo-yo retracted back out of the android?s plane of view. Moving as quickly as his weary bones would allow him, Seventeen pushed off the ground and pivoted around the face the newcomer who had vanquished the machine-hybrid?s would-be murderer. With an almost theatrical groan, the cyborg let his jaw drop as Raditzu showed off his yo-yoing talents.

?Damn I love myself,? the long-haired warrior uttered?pulling his yo-yo back into his burly fist and then stuffing it into his pocket. With a smirk, the monkey-hybrid began to perform a series of stretches designed to accentuate his copious muscle mass as the android attempted to process the intensity of the situation.

?What the hell are you doing here?? Seventeen demanded, staggering away from the superpowered newcomer. Unable to deal with the situation at hand, the cybernetic warrior reached into his survival bag and pulled out a small cylinder of metal. After taking Super Buu?s duffel bag, the machine-hybrid had dumped its contents into his own pouch, and one of the most interesting items he had found was the piece of steel now clenched between his fingers.

?I?m not really here,? Raditzu declared with an overly flamboyant tone as he thrust a finger toward his former traveling partner. ?I?m just a hallucination brought on by how fucked up your shit?s gotten lately,? the saiya-jin concluded, flashing a broad smile toward the bewildered android.

?Someone?s messing with me,? Seventeen whispered, taking a step away from the saiya-jin. With a crazed look in his eyes, the android began to look to and fro for any signs of potential perpetrators or equipment with which someone could pull off all the illusions. When the machine-hybrid saw nothing, he quickly pivoted in an effort to escape the insanity; however, Raditzu was somehow standing right in front of him the moment he spun around.

?You can?t run away from this, Seventeen,? the monkey-hybrid grinned, waving his index finger in front of the android?s face. ?If you thought the first four days of this show were hell then I?m afraid you?re gravelly mistaken. It?s time for the real fun to begin, my friend,? the saiya-jin decreed cheerfully as his body began to fade. The long-haired superstar continued to slowly vanish until nothing remained but his sparkling, wide grin.

?What are you?? Seventeen demanded with a voice reminiscent of a panicky child.

?Don?t worry about a thing, little pal,? the mouth spoke, prompting the android to activated the ki sword. ?I?ll watch your back as you descend into the bowels of your little hell,? before the android had a chance to respond to the remark, the free-floating, bodiless smile vanished into nothingness. With a sigh, Seventeen deactivated the ki sword and slid it into the pocket of his blue jeans.

It was going to be a very long day.