Reprogrammed

The True Face of Evil

It wasn't hard finding Janemba. His massive power level indicated that he was still in West City. If it could still be called West City. Things had become extremely warped. Things were floating around as if gravity had vanished. Buildings were distorted or melted, some were covered in strange jellybean-like objects of different colors. These same shapeless spheres were floating around, some simply piled on top of each other in large heaps. And sitting on top of a pile was the strange creature they were looking for.

"Janemba!" he cried cheerfully. "Janemba, Janemba!"

"There he is." Said 18, pointing out the obvious. She gave the creature a strange look. "He doesn't seem that dangerous."

Watching the big yellow creature play a game of patty-cake with himself, Trunks was inclined to agree. "Yeah, but he is the one messing with the laws of physics, and he is extremely powerful." He considered the creature for a moment. "He acts like an infant. Maybe he's not even aware of what he's doing."

18 shrugged. "Then what the hell, it's worth a try."

She floated up to the creature, hovering right in front of his face. Janemba noticed her and beamed happily, reaching for her with child-like curiosity.

"Janemba!"

18 smacked his giant hand away. "No, bad Janemba!" she scolded.

The creature blinked, looking surprised. "Janemba?"

She shook her finger at him like a parent disciplining a child. "Yes, Janemba has been very naughty. Restore order to the universe right now, and then go home and think about what you've done."

Janemba cocked his head to the side. "Janemba?"

18 glared at him. "Did you hear me? I said to restore-"

Slap! Janemba swatted her from the sky. Trunks quickly flew in her path and caught her.

18 moaned, rubbing her head. "Ow. Guess that didn't work. Guess we go back to plan A."

Trunks nodded. "Yeah, but we better be careful. We haven't faced anyone like him before."

She pulled away from him. "All the same, he's going down."

She flew at Janemba, slamming her fist into his face. Janemba grunted and went tumbling down the pile of colorful spheres. He sat up, rubbing the spot where he was hit, and looked at 18 with a confused look on his face.

"Janemba?"

18 landed in front of him and crossed her arms. "So, are you going to be a good boy and do as I say?"

Janemba stared at her a moment before raising his arms. "Janemba!"

18 was suddenly frozen in ice. Trunks gasped and flew down to her while Janemba clapped his hands, looking proud of himself.

"18!" He touched the ice, only to discover that it wasn't ice she was encased in. "Hold on, I'll get you out."

If she heard him, she gave no indication of it, not that she could if she wanted to.

Turning away from her, Trunks looked up at Janemba. "Let her out, right now!"

Janemba stared at him a moment. "Janemba?" Then he began patting his large stomach, completely ignoring the saiyan. "Janemba, Janemba."

Hoping 18 would be ok, Trunks took to the air, powering up to a Super Saiyan Two. "All right then, Janemba, let's get this underway."

He flew at Janemba, slamming into his large stomach. Janemba cried out as he was pushed back by Trunks. The saiyan punched him repeatedly before unleashing a blast of energy. Janemba tumbled head over heels as the forced him back.