Disclaimer:I do now own dbz fuckers :) I'm in a bitchy mood-sorry. Wow this fiction already hit mature :/ Anyway this is my serious reasoning to why 17 and 18 became androids. I like to use my imagination, like with my other 17 and 18 past stories. But i've known for quite some time that 18 and 17 were in a bikergang - and runaways. So this is there past. The closest to truth we'll ever get to.

Epilogue

A man and woman were in what looked to be a living room. The room was a mess! Food was scattered all over the floor, not to mention toys. The walls had markings on them that looked to be crayon markings even. There was a TV placed almost in the middle of the room, and a couch up against the side of the wall. The couch had potato chips lazily tossed on it.

The man was sitting lazily on the couch with his feet propped up on the side of it. He had blonde spikey hair,and blue eyes. He was wearing a gray long sleeve shirt, with a black shirt overlapping it with flames on it. He was wearing ripped light jeans, and no shoes. He was quite attractive.

The woman, on the other hand, had black silky hair, and brown eyes. She had a very gentle face,and her hair ended at her shoulders. She was wearing a skintight black shirt with a red rose on it. She wore dark blue jeans that, unlike the mans, were not ripped. She wore a pair of nike shocks shoes that were pink and white to top it off. She also looked quite attractive. She was standing in front of the man, blocking his view from the TV, with her hands on her hips, along with an angry expression.

"What the hell have you been doing since i've been working?!"She demanded angrily."I told you to watch the kids while i was at work-not sit around on your lazy ass!"

The man simply tched at her, and then answered with."I fed them!Why are you bitching at me like this?!"

"Look at this! Look at this mess!"The woman shook with anger, pointing towards one of the walls, and then to the floor."It's a pigsty!"

"Yea, so?"The man asked in a unconcerned tone."You can clean it up."

"I'm tired of this!"The woman sighed exasperated."You never keep your word! Not even for two lousy hours!"

"Shut the hell up!"The man continued, moving his feet off the couch and getting into a sitting position."I'm tired of you bitching at me everytime i do something you don't like!"

"And look!"The woman ranted."You told me you had quit-you liar!"The woman then pointed to a bottle of vodka besides the couch, which was half empty."How many have you had?!"

"I've had about 3 or 4-so what?!"The man shot back, glaring angrily at the woman."I don't know how i even can stand you Marie!"

"You dont wanna be a real man?!"The woman, who was obviously Marie, continued on."Then leave!"

"No!"The man declined, getting up from his seat and standing directly in front of Marie."It's too fucking cold to think to to go out there!"

"If i can live with it, then you can too!"Marie declared angrily, almost shrieking the words in the mans face."God dammit, James!"

The man, who now as we see, was obviously James, sneered in response. He brought both his hands up Maries shoulders, and grabbed them roughly. He began to shake her angrily, while yelling."Shutup! Shutup!"

"Stop it!"Marie pleaded, kneeing James in his abdomen."I'm going to go check on the kids!"Marie declared, running hastily through the kitchen, and up the creaky stairs of the house.

"They better be alright!"Marie swore, stopping at a white door with creases in it,and a metal doorknob. She could hear a TV on, and a bouncing noise most likely coming from the bed.

Suddenly, Marie heard James coming up the stairs , and grabbed the doorknob of her childrens room. She thrusted the doorknob to the left, causing the door to swing open.

What Marie saw was quite calming to the mind. Two kids were bouncing on there beds, but stopped as they looked at their mother curiously."What's wrong ,mommy?"Asked the little girl, who had blonde long hair and blue eyes.

"I'm so glad your both alright!"Marie exclaimed, relieved to see them alright. But she was soon interupted, as James came right into the room, with an angry look plastered to his face.

"You stupid little bitch!"He growled, looking down at his children, when he should've been throwing the rude comment at Marie, if anyone.

"Whats wrong with daddy?"Asked the young boy, who had black ear-length hair and blue eyes.

"Shut up!"James commanded, placing his right hand deep inside his pocket."Do not cooperate and die bitch."

James then pulled out a knife, and put it up to Maries neck."Leave the children out of this."Pleaded Marie, scrunching her eyes shut.

"Oh, i will."James said sadistically, thrusting the blade into Maries chin.

------------------------------------------------------------------------10 years later

A young girl, possibly the age of 15, walked into a very unkempt kitchen. She had pretty short blonde hair, and beautiful blue eyes. She wore a jean jacket, and underneath it was a tight pink shirt. She also wore very dark blue pants, with a bit of fade at the knees. She was gorgeous, almost too gorgeous.

Following right behind her was a young man, who also looked to be 15. He had long black shiny hair, and blue eyes. He wore a black long sleeve shirt and ripped jeans. He wore sandals to top it off, despite the cold weather.

"I wonder if mom and Dad are still asleep."The girl mumbled, peaking out from behind the wall.

"Probably not, you know they always are up at this time."The boy mumbled in response to his sister, and added."Just to torture us more..."

Ever since the day that their mother and father had a fight those 10 years ago, things had never been the same. James, their father, had not murdered their mother, but proceeded to beat her until he finally drove her insane. Not only would James beat on the two innocent children, but so would their mother, Marie.

Every morning was a living hell for the two twins. The twins, if caught, would be beaten and sent back into their rooms every morning before school. So this caused them to miss alot of school-until the point where notes were sent in the mail concerning why the twins were not present.

Today they were hoping for a miracle, though.

Suddenly, the both of them heard a smashing noise against a wall, causing them to jump at the disrupted silence."Looks like you were right after all..."The girl mumbled, staring up at the ceiling.

"Lets get out of here."The boy instructed, grabbing his sister by the wrist and pulling her along.

"Hey!"A voice yelled, coming from the stairs."Where do you think you two are going?!"

The voice belonged to none other than James. He looked a little different since the twins had been little kids. His hair was died black, and he wore all black clothing. His hair was all ruffled up, because he had obviously just awoken from sleep."Well?"

The girl answered for her brother, and said."We're going to school, Dad."

"Your not going anywhere, Crystal."James then added, while tilting his head sideways."Nor Chris."

"But-"Crystal was shut up as an item slammed directly into her gut. She grunted out in pain, and grabbed onto her stomach painfully. She bent her head down and then opened her eyes to notice James had threw a bottle of water at her.

"C'mon!"Chris pleaded, putting a comforting hand on Crystals shoulder."Just let us go to school-we cant bother you there!"

"No thanks."James disagreed, walking down the stare tauntingly."I like you here better-so i can have something for a punching bag."

Crystal pulled herself back together and stood up straight to face their attacker."Please-not again!"

Once James got in range, he grabbed Crystal by the hair, and yanked her loose from her brothers grasp."I'll be taking this if you don't mind."

Chris grabbed Crystal by the arm and tried to yank her back into his grasp, but recieved a massive blow to his vunerable area."Ack!"

"You owe me, you dumb bitch!"James continued, holding Crystal in a funny position."You forgot to clean up that mess you made last night!"

"What--mess?"Crystal struggled to say, while trying to free herself from his grip.

"You know good damn and well what mess it is i'm talking about!"James scolded, dragging her into a downstairs closet.

"What are you--"Crystal was shut up as James let go of her, and pushed her into the open closet door, and then slammed the door shut on her.

"Get up now!"James commanded Chris, walking over to him and kicking him in the side."You little pussy!"

Chris coughed out blood and only knelt down more in response. He was now on his knees, both his hands grabbing at his area, and his head bowed low to the floor.

"Well?!"James repeated, kneeling down beside Chris and yanking him by the hair.

"S-stop!"Chris begged, almost yelling.

"Go back up to your room and go to bed!"James ordered, letting go of Chris's hair and with his free hand pointing towards upstairs, which led up to Chris's room.

Chris ignored his pain and got up to his feet slowly, while grabbing on to the counter to help pick him up."When are you letting Crystal out?"

"In a couple hours."James answered blandly, pulling out a key from his pocket and dead bolting the closet door.

"No!"Crystal begged, beating on the door violently.

"Shutup or you'll stay in there for the rest of the day!!"James snapped at Crystal, pushing the key back into his pocket as deep as he could."Well go!"James added to Chris.

Chris nodded, and ran up the stairs as fast as he could towards his room.

As for the rest of the day, it was just a blur. Crystal was finally released from the closet at 6 pm, which by then she was starving and thirsty. As soon as she got out though, she was only beaten on by her mother, while her father went up to an unsuspecting Chris and began to beat him. After that was over, Crystal and her brother finally were allowed to eat, but not very much. You see, it depended on there parents moods if they had to starve. Some days they were lucky and got to eat and drink a decent amount. Other days, they were not so lucky.

This had to stop. Somehow, it had to. But Crystal and her brother doubted it. Little did they know though, it would be ending pretty soon, and they would gain some nice privleges in the process.

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A/n-How do you like it so far? No, i will not base this around them getting beaten, as it is not as if they run away and run into Gero. I have another idea i'm writing out, when i should instead to be finishing my other stories :3 Oh well .Who gives a damn. Oh the reader, duh.Silly me.

Well i will not update unless i get a review or two. I mean it this time.