Reprogrammed

A Tuff Tale

"Dr. Myuu!" Rilldo exclaimed.

18 looked at the doctor's fallen body. "What's his problem?"

Suddenly, Dr. Myuu's body began to glow with bright green light. Then something emerged from his body. It was a shapeless mass of green light. Then it took physical form, and a four foot tall child-like creature with light blue skin appeared. He had the same sunglasses-like eyes as the doctor, and they were settled on Trunks and Rilldo.

"What?" Rilldo muttered. "What the hell is this?" His eyes narrowed. "Who are you? What have you done to Dr. Myuu?"

The creature chuckled. "Who am I? Why, I am the real mastermind behind this operation. My name is Baby, and I suppose you can say I'm you're brother."

Rilldo gave him a doubtful look. "I have a lot of siblings, all created by the good doctor. But I don't recognize you. Even if what you're saying is true, the good doctor had all other machine mutants aside from myself and the Sigma Force dismantled not too long ago."

Baby laughed again. "Actually, that was me. I've been in control of the good doctor for the past few months, ever since he received word of Luud's death. And you know what, Dr. Myuu was glad that I chose to possess him. Me, his greatest creation, chose him for a host. What an honor."

Rilldo stamped his foot, cracking the ground. "Nonsense! I am Dr. Myuu's greatest creation."

Baby roared with laughter. "Fool, you're nothing but an inferior being, with only your high power level as your strong point. But me, I has his true masterpiece. I know this because I had him create me."

"What?"

"It's true." He grinned. "Dr. Myuu may have been brilliant, but he wasn't smart enough to do the things he did. I was the one who gave him the knowledge to create the machine mutants. Luud, the Sigma Force," his grin widened, "even you. But all of you were just practice for my creation. You were nothing more than pawns. I am the real king in this game." His gaze settled on Trunks. "And now I can finally take my revenge on your kind for my people. At long last, the Tuffles will rise above the saiyans."

Trunks' eyes narrowed. "The Tuffles. I've heard that name before."

Baby glared at him. "Being a saiyan, I'll bet you have. It was your race that destroyed mine and took over our planet."

Trunks gasped. "Yes, that's where I know that name from. I heard Father mention it before."

18 glanced at him. "What's going on? What are you guys talking about?"

Baby frowned, crossing his arms. "Oh, you don't know. Guess I shouldn't be surprised that it was hidden from you. Allow me to tell you the tale. Long ago, the Tuffles were a peaceful race of the highest intelligence. But one day we were invaded by saiyans. I suppose you could say that we were on equal ground. The Tuffles were all brains and no bulk, and the saiyans were all bulk and no brains. For a while, the two races lived together harmoniously, but then, one day, the king of the saiyans turned on us. They wiped out our entire race and named the planet after their king."

Trunks shook his head. "Uh, uh, the version I heard was different. While most of what you said was true, you forgot to leave out the part of how the Tuffles treated the saiyans like slaves, seeing them as nothing more than brainless animals compared to them. They used them for all their manual labors while they sat back and enjoyed the luxuries they had. That is until my grandfather, King Vegeta, rebelled against the Tuffles and the life of slavery they had inflicted upon the saiyans."

Baby snorted. "You're Vegeta's grandson? I suppose I can see why you would have that version, trying to justify your actions."

18 looked confused. "Wait, you said your father told you this? I thought your father was killed when you were still a baby."