Chapter 5

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Isami ran for what seemed like hours when she finally reached the main intercom.

"Attention! All residents of Capsule Corporation, you need make your way to the safe houses immediately! The Androids are attacking! This is not a drill! I repeat; this is not a drill!" she yelled into the microphone. She hit a button that sounded sirens telling people to get to their bunkers.

When the Androids first attacked over half of West City was decimated. Death counts were in the thousands and with each city attacked the casualties sky-rocketed. Destroying them by conventional means proved useless and the only ones who could really touch them were Trunks and Isami. And that wasn't saying much.

Following the first attack, Capsule Corps took hundreds of refugees in and developed sturdy underground bunkers. Most people went ahead and moved what little they had left to Capsule Corps or nearby because it was the largest place with an intact water supply and its own generator. It was an oasis in a desolate wasteland. Trunks and Isami sometimes made salvage trips throughout the remains of the city to bring back anything valuable for the scientists to repurpose. They don't find much anymore. But their main mission was simple; protect and defend what little there's left to take.

The explosions crept closer to Capsule Corps and Isami started running to find Trunks.

She navigated the long corridors from muscle memory. She only ever left this place when they went on salvage trips or when she went home once a month to stay with her mother and grandfather for a few days. She hated being away from her mother so much but she had to protect the small population here. Her mother insisted that they move to West City with her but Isami flat out refused (much to her mother's evident dismay). The Androids targeted dense populaces, not rural wooded areas. East District 439 was the best place for her and that was the way it was going to stay.

The corridor she was in now was surrounded by windows. In a short distance from where she stood a skyscraper was crumbling into dust. She stopped dead. She squinted and caught sight of two forms in the air and could feel their smug little grins.

Isami didn't know what she was going to do. She just knew she was going to do something. In a flash, the woman turned into a Super Saiyan and smashed through the already cracked glass. She flew straight for the Androids, trying to hold them off.

"Trunks, where are you?" she mumbled.

Isami stopped abruptly about twenty feet from her worst enemies.

"Isami! It's so nice to see you again." Android 17 said. "But you've come alone. Tell me, have you decided to take me up on my offer?"

The livid Saiyan's eyes narrowed. "Shove it, 17. No, Trunks isn't here. But I am. And I'm here to make sure that you go straight to hell where you belong."

"Oh we're so scared." Android 18 piped up. "Honestly, you and Trunks have tried and tried to take us and you always end up running back home with your tail between your legs. What makes you think you can take us on alone?"

Isami didn't have an answer for that. What she's doing is very foolish. But the Androids came a little too close to Capsule. Isami would sooner join them than let them touch that building.

Trunks... Please hurry...

~o0o~

"Mom! Thank goodness you're okay!" Trunks exclaimed as he ran into the Capsule labs.

"Trunks! What are you doing here?" Bulma yelled. She was gathering up a ton of capsules into a brief case.

"I was looking for you... What are you doing?" he asked. The floors rumbled beneath them.

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