Reprogrammed

What's Left Unspoken

8's eyes flickered open as she regained consciousness. She sat up quickly, remembering what had happened. Glancing at her surroundings, she saw that she was in a room fit for royalty, but there was something familiar about it.

Upon exiting the room, she saw why. She was at Kami's Lookout. But how did she get here? The last thing she remembered was charging at that big yellow monster.

"Janemba!" she gasped.

She didn't sense the creature's presence anywhere. Had Trunks managed to defeat him on his own? He must have. After whatever had happened to her, he must have defeated that giant freak and then brought her here.

Going outside, she saw Mr. Popo watering the flowers, humming happily. If he was in a good mood, then things must be all right.

"Hey!" she called to him.

Mr. Popo jumped, startled. He hadn't been able to sense 18 coming. "Oh, Miss 18, you're awake."

"Cut to the chase." She said impatiently. "What the hell happened? Is everything back to-"

"Normal? Yes, it is. The one responsible has been dealt with, and whatever damage wasn't undone by, what was his name, Jenieba?"

"Janemba." She corrected.

Mr. Popo nodded. "Yes, him. Whatever wasn't fixed after he was defeated was restored with the Namekian Dragon Balls."

"That's good." She looked around. "Where's Trunks? Never mind, I can sense him." She went to go back inside, almost bumping into the saiyan she was looking for. "Oh, there you are."

"Hey." Trunks muttered, looking relieved to see her up and about. "You ok?"

She shrugged. "Feeling a little lightheaded, but other than that, I'm fine." She looked him up and done. "You seem good too."

Trunks chuckled. "Actually, I was in pretty bad shape, but Dende healed me."

"So everything is all right now."

He nodded. "Yeah, Janembuu's gone."

18 raised an eyebrow. "Janembuu? Did I hear you right? I thought his name was-"

"It's a long story."

"I've go time."

So the two of them sat down and Trunks told her the story about his battle with Janemba. About the creature's unexpected transformation, about the appearance of Buu, how one absorbed the other, and how Roshi gave his life to stop him.

When his story was finished, she remained silent for a while. "So, the old man's gone?"

He gave her a smile. "No, he's back. We had Porunga revive him along with everyone else. Good thing too, because people had been killed all over the universe, not to mention the destruction that was caused in both their world and Other World. But everything is back to normal now."

18 sighed in relief. The old man may have been a nuisance, but she was glad he was alive and well. "And, what'd you call him now, Janembuu, what happened with him?"

Trunks' eyes narrowed. "He's still in the jar. I had to make sure he could never get out, but accident or otherwise." He glanced back at the sanctuary. "So I put him in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber and destroyed the door. He's gone, 18, and he's never coming back."

18 frowned. "Well, that sucks. I could have used that room one more time. I wish you would have waited one more day."

Trunks gave her a sorrowful smile. "Sorry, I didn't think of that. My top priority was making sure he'd never escape." He looked at the sanctuary again. "And now he never will."