Gohan's Vengeance

Chapter Seven: "Behold: The Power of
#22's Evil"

"YAHHHHH!!!" #22 drew his hands together and released a massive cannon of brightness.

"Arrrgh!" Piccolo blasted a ray from his mouth. The two blasts met each other and both exploded in between the two super-fighters.

"Nice defensive technique, but how are you with attacks?" #22 summoned.

"Better that you could imagine! Go get 'em, Big-Green!" Yamcha blurted out with a chuckle.

#22 shot out a small finger blast that hit Yamcha dead on.

"That's it!" Tienshinhan ran forth toward #22. The machine held out his hand and a tiny ball formed. The ball grew and then flashed. It shot out a blue laser that hit and held onto Tienshinhan's stomach.

"What the-" But then the ray widened with electricity, and exploded. Tienshinhan fell backwards. His gi was on fire.

"Tienshinhan!" Chioutzu's tiny voice screamed.

"Ah damn it! You guys should've stayed out of this!" Piccolo said with an angry concerned voice.

The Namekian warrior was caught off guard when #22 ran forward with an uppercut to Piccolo's back.

"Uugghhh!" Piccolo fell to the ground. But the part of him that was Kami-Sama allowed him to heal himself.

"Can't you fight nobly, like a true warrior? Oh, wait, I forgot…you Red Ribbon schemers are just manipulative and devious," Piccolo said, disgusted.

"I think it's time to send you to the next dimension!" Piccolo said. "SPECIAL…BEAM…CANNON!!!" He shouted out the name of the demon-ray. It fired, and hit #22 so hard that his body seemed explode, like a thousand pyrotechnics had just went off.

But the figure emerged from the thick, black smoke. "Happy New Year!" He joked. "But if I wanted to see a fireworks show, I would've waited till then."

"B-But…the force of…that blast! How c-could he not b-be hurt AT ALL?" Krillin hollered. "N-N-No one's th-that s-strong!"

"He is," Gohan said vaguely.

"Damn you, #22!" Piccolo snarled.

"Hmm…" #22 huffed. "I'm not having fun," he whined.

"Wh-wh-?" Piccolo began.

"You're no challenge for me anymore, I think it's time," #22 smiled.

"Time for…?" Krillin asked.

"For me to do away with you! HAAAHHHHH!!!" He shot a tiny pink finger blast that pierced Piccolo's green stomach, and exited though his back.

"P-P-PICCOL-LO!!!" Gohan and Krillin said together.

The Namek fell to the ground. "Ugh…ah…uhhgghh…" he quivered.

Gohan ran to his sensei's side. "Piccolo-don't die!" He cried.

"I'm not dead yet, kid…and I'm not going down without a fight!" the demon struggled to take a breath. His heart stopped beating. He died.

"You've already fought, and not very well!" #22 laughed briskly.

"You're just a low-quality computer who thinks he's somewhat strong because he killed a helpless Namek! Prepare yourself for a true warrior! I am Vegeta, Prince of the entire Saiyan race! It will be I who defeats you…not today, not tomorrow, NOW!!!" Vegeta rambled with vast arrogance.

Vegeta turned Super-Saiyan and sprang forward with a powerful uppercut to #22's gut.

"S-son…of a b-bitch," #22 gritted.

"Well, well, insulting, are we?" Vegeta laughed and began delivering machine-gun punches to #22's face. His head bobbled like a dashboard knickknack.

"Enough of this!" the Android coughed. "Activate: 100% Power Mode!"