So, this is my first multi-chapter fic. Was I planning on doing one about Eighteen and Krillin? No. But the idea for this just popped into my head randomly, and you know how ideas are – they just sit there, bugging you, like they're saying "Write me! Write me!" in some annoying high-pitched voice until you give in. xD

Anyway. I've always wondered how Eighteen and Krillin ended up together. I mean, it just goes like this in the anime:

(After Cell games) Lol, Krillin fancies an android.

(Seven years later) Hey, they got married and had a kid, but we're not telling you how it happened so deal with it!

So this is my take on it all. :P


Android Eighteen's mind was racing as she flew away from the Lookout.

She was back.

The last thing she could remember was being sucked up through Cell's tail, screaming. Screaming at how unfair it was, how disgusting it felt, and at the despair. Despair at the fact that she was, essentially, going to die. Oh, Cell could prattle on as much as he liked about how it was her destiny, how she was supposed to be a part of him, how she had been created just for this purpose. But the fact remained that she was going to be gone, lost inside this... this thing, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Besides, Cell had been wrong. She hadn't been created for anything. Dr. Gero hadn't made her. All he'd done was kidnap her and her brother and conduct horrible experiments on them as he turned them into androids. She couldn't remember anything about her life from when she was human. Her first memories were of when Dr. Gero had first activated her – but sometimes she thought she remembered something else, during her nightmares. Nightmares of lying on a cold metal table. And pain. Lots and lots of pain.

She could remember the last thing she heard as she was sucked up into Cell as clear as day. It had been muffled through his tail, and drowned out somewhat by the sounds of her own screams, but she had heard him. Yelling at Cell to let her go. She could hear Cell's answering laughter. She could hear him attack in a bid to free her, even though he had no chance of defeating the big green freak.

Krillin.

She didn't know why he was trying to help her. Everyone else thought she was a monster – that purple haired kid had told them so. She had thought the only reason Piccolo and Tien had tried to help her was because they wanted to stop Cell from becoming even more powerful. Once Cell was out of the way, she had no doubt that they would have turned on her.

But not Krillin.

He'd had the chance to kill her, shut her down for good. She'd seen what he was holding, that remote. She knew what would happen if he just moved his finger and pushed the big red button. But he hadn't. For reasons she still didn't understand, he had smashed it to pieces, telling her to run.

Why? He could have destroyed her and stopped Cell from becoming more powerful. Two birds with one stone. But he didn't.

And then, when she had woken up, back on the Lookout, the first thing she saw was him, leaning over her. He had looked... happy. Happy to see her wake up.

Eighteen stopped, dropping down to the ground, thinking. But why? Why on earth would he do that?

She had doubled back to the Lookout when she saw the sky darken, and she couldn't believe what she saw. A dragon. A real-life, honest to Kami dragon. And not just any dragon. A freaking magical dragon that could grant wishes.

Her mouth had hung open as she watched the purple haired guy – who had obviously been dead just a moment before – get up, without so much as a scratch on his body. What the hell? Maybe this was all some weird dream, and she'd wake up soon, back in Dr. Gero's lab.

But it was real.

And then she'd heard him – Krillin – asking the dragon to turn her and Seventeen back into humans. And when that didn't work, he asked for the self-destruct devices to be removed from their bodies.

She had felt that happen. It had been so weird. She hadn't even been aware that she could feel that bomb inside her chest, until suddenly it was gone.

None of his friends could understand why he was trying to help her. Neither did she, come to that.

But he was... nice. They all were, really.

Eighteen sighed. All this thinking was making her head hurt. She took off into the air again.

So, the dragon... it had revived everyone killed by Cell. So that must mean that Seventeen was out there somewhere. But where to look? After a few seconds, Eighteen decided to try the place where Cell had absorbed him. After it, that had been the place where he'd technically "died". She supposed it made as much sense as any other theory that he would appear there.

It took her a while to find the island, identifying it by the huge, triangle shaped crater left by Tien's Tri-Beam attacks. She could see someone there. As she got closer, she realised that it was her brother. So her hunch had been correct.

He was standing at the edge of the crater, peering into it with vague interest. When she landed behind him, he turned, regarding her with surprise.

"Eighteen!" he exclaimed. "You're back, too?" She nodded. "What the hell happened?" asked Seventeen. "The last thing I remember is that freak Cell..." he broke off, giving an involuntary shudder.

"I'm not exactly sure," said Eighteen, but she filled him in on everything she had heard, and what she had guessed. Seventeen's eyebrows travelled further and further up his forehead as she spoke.

"So let me get this straight," he said once she had finished. "Those guys have some magic dragon that can grant wishes, and it brought me back to life?" His sister nodded, and Seventeen gave a derisive laugh. "Man, sis, I don't know what you've been smoking, but can I have some?"

Eighteen pushed him. "I'm not lying!" she snarled. "I saw it! It was a fucking dragon! How about you explain how you ended up back here!"

Seventeen paused for a moment. "I can't." He shrugged. "But I guess it doesn't really matter. We're here, either way."

Eighteen nodded. "So... what do we do now?"

"I dunno," replied Seventeen. "But I was thinking... maybe it'd be nice to, I dunno. Live in a little house in the woods or something. Away from people. Get some guns, have some fun."

Eighteen stared at him, dumbfounded. "... You're joking, right?"

"No, I'm serious!"

"You would seriously be happy living a quiet life in the woods?"

Seventeen shrugged again. "Hey, after all this crap, a bit of peace and quiet sounds pretty appealing."

Eighteen folded her arms. "Well, I'm not slumming it in some run-down shack." Her brother smirked.

"Who said I was going to live in a shack? What about you? Got any better ideas?"

"I don't know. I figured I'd spend some time deciding on that. But I do know that there's no way I'm living in the woods."

Seventeen blinked. "Well. Okay. So... is this goodbye then, or something?" Eighteen rolled her eyes.

"Don't be an idiot. I'll come visit you. Or you could come visit me. You are my brother, after all."

Seventeen grinned. "Fine, then, so long as Miss High-and-Mighty can stoop low enough to come to the woods." He dodged her punch. "Uh-uh, too slow!" He held out his hand, and Eighteen clasped it briefly. "Well, 'spose I better go and pick a spot. No point in hanging around. Catch you later, sis." He turned, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute, Seventeen." He turned back round, looking at his sister.

"What?"

"Have you ever... y'know... wanted to go out, and kill humans?"

Seventeen considered this, narrowing his eyes. "Not... really." He finally answered. "I mean, what would be the point? I'm not overly fond of humans, which is why I want to live somewhere away from them, but do I want to go and blow them up? Not especially. It'd get boring pretty fast, they're no challenge. I'll stay out of their way if they stay out of mine."

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. Besides, what would be good about destroying all the fun things? Like arcades, and amusement parks, and places that sell fast cars? Nah." He looked at her, slightly confused. "Why do you ask?"

Eighteen hesitated for a moment, before shrugging. "No reason."


Eighteen refers to Trunks as "the purple-haired guy" because, iirc, she never learned his name, and as he was from the future, she wouldn't have any data on him like she does for everyone else, so she wouldn't know who he is.

I've got the next few bits of this story floating around, so hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon. In the meantime, please review.

Oh, and yay for Android Seventeen! I loved him, and it always annoyed me how he just disappeared after the Cell Saga – unless you count the five seconds he appeared in the Buu Saga. I miss Seventeen. :(