Ultra Eighteen, Chapter 3
By Executioner (executioner12@juno.com)
Eighteen faces a new problem.



As eighteen woke up she stretched out her arms bulging hugely she tensed her
muscles to help herself stretch some. A sudden bang made her jump a bit then 
she looked to where her hand had been. She had just tore a hole right threw the 
wall. A slight sigh coming from her a bit annoyed she had done that she began 
to get up out of bed reaching for one of the bed post to yank herself up. As 
she leaned up she feel flat on her face her support giving way and not 
having enough time to react. Looking up she saw she had just broke the top 
parts of the bed post of. Looking to her hand a very angry look spread on her 
face now getting annoyed with herself. Placing her hands against the floor her 
eyes grew very big when her fingers went straight threw the thick carpet and 
tore threw the hard concrete under neath. Raising herself up off the floor she 
let out a slight sigh and dropped the remains she had tore up to the floor. 
Placing her hands on her head she began to think of her problem. Deciding she 
needed to get out of such a fragile area she chose to head to the training 
area. However this was easier said then done. As she went to open there bed 
room door she ripped of the door itself sense the inside was lined with steal. 
Walking down stares she though to hold the guard rail but she ripped it off of 
the wall. As she walked down the hall she was getting very aggravated by now 
finally she made it into the training area after tearing of another weaker door 
before coming to the main one. Walking to the center of the room she sat down 
and began to think on her problem and how she might be able to fix it. What was 
different about her then it was last night? She was stronger and had been 
training however nothing had made it this hard to control herself she had 
always had great control over her strength able to be gentle as a kitten if she 
wanted to be but now it seemed she could not touch anything without tearing it 
apart. As she leaned on the reinforced floor made to handle 4 millions time 
normal weight and now that the generator was off it was one of the few things 
that she could touch without destroying on contact. She knew Krellin would try 
to help her when he woke up and she silently cursed herself for not waking him 
up while she was upstarts. Screaming was a no go sense she did not know how 
much power her voice would pack in that action. As she though on the subject it 
hit her. She had been learning how to maintain her powered up level just last 
night. Instead of powering up for a energy wave she was trying to learn how to 
always hold that level of power so she would be ready for anything and had 
indeed made some progress. She could now hold half her full battle power at all 
times this also meant she grew stronger faster sense she worked harder at 
everything. But how could that cause it after all she had made it up to bed 
fine although she was rather tired after training that hard. She relized that 
was it she had been tired as in not up to full strength now that she had rested 
and her strength and rebuilt itself she was now at full combat power. Now she 
had a problem she had learned Krellins moves very well and could use them very 
well even hide most of her power but that was just it she could hide it not 
reduce it. Sighing she closed her eyes and began to think on the subject. She 
would have to learn to suppress her power even better then she did now and that 
would take some help. Laying down she decided she would have to waite for 
Krellin to wake up so that she could find a way to power down a bit maybe they 
had some technique that would let her decrease her strength for a time. As she 
thought about this she relized she might have to even develop her own sense 
none of them had ever really made such a technique except for one of there 
enemy and he was dead. This was very irritating to her as she sat there and 
began to think on just how she was going to fix this.