The term "gaki" is used in this fic and it means "brat". Everything else has direct translations, except for "Otousan" which means, "Father".
Also, the lyrics for the song were not done by myself, though I probably should have translated them myself since I speak some Japanese, but don't know a huge vocabulary. Anyhow, the words were taken from a website, so sorry if the translation is off since I didn't do it personally.
I'd also like to note that what I am writing is not the original dialogue. I'm basically doing this off of memory of the scenes and putting in things I think the characters would say, do, etc. in that position. I did, however, leave out scenes since I would run out of song before I finished with the fic if I didn't do it that way.
Note that due to not having seen the Cell Games episodes in a while I *know*
that part of it is off and in the wrong order. To be specific the part where
Android 16 blows up. I couldn't remember for the life of me what order it
occurred in so I put in the way that I thought made sense and worked with the
lyrics order. Anyhow, enough talk, on with the fic…
The air outside was hot, damp, the smell of irony blood filling into the nostrils of a lonely figure in admist of a plain field. The place was scattered of life, bare, except for the small patches of dried grass that dotted the dust clad surface, the dry and crumpled up grass a deadly green-brown. Most places were scored with burn marks from concentrated ki, large rocks and boulder pieces laying aimlessly across the group in an unorganized array from missed blasts and bodies hurled through solid rock walls.
In the middle of this battlefield, this ground of destruction, stood a figure. Tall, alone, fearless with a smile written clearly on his soft face and features. His golden hair lay upright on his head, thick wispy strands moving carelessly about his face with a gentle breeze that stirred them from their resting place. "That's right, I give up," said the voice loudly and clearly, confidence heard obviously through the tone, though his smile remained plastered to his face. His look did not falter, his happy, if not cheerful, expression transfixed as his aqua eyes moved to stare at the android in front of him. Son Goku let out a soft chuckle, his hands moving to rest on his lower hips as his eyes held an unknown glint. A surprise hidden within their depths as he stared plainly at the green mass in front of him. Small cuts lined his body; beads of sweat streaming down his brow, mixing in with irony blood even though he seemed not to heed them.
Across from him, a good distance away, on the field stood another figure. This one was much more fearsome, his stance tall and regale. He wasn't at all pleasant looking, a slightly surprised look crossing his visage at the man's words, an almost unbelieving look claiming his features before he calmed himself down. He smiled, a small huff falling from his nostrils as his arms moved to slowly cross over his chest. "Come now, who could possibly be a chance against me? You are the only one who could prove a worthy fight and you're giving up? Enough of this nonsense, get ready to fight." Said the green skinned figure, his voice calm and almost poetic if it had not been lost under his emotionless and cruel tone. The creature held no remorse and he was inclined to show it to its full potential.
"But there is someone. And this someone is more powerful than you or me." Called out Goku softly, his classic grin spreading across his face.
Toku wa michite~Time overflows"Impossible, no one is strong than I am." Said Cell in defiance, his chin tilting upward and to the side to show his distaste in the saiyan's words. He didn't believe a word of it. He was perfect; in fact he was the perfection of perfect. It had been Dr. Gero's dream for him to be the perfect warrior and that was exactly what he had become, what he had always been.
"Which one will it be?" he asked mockingly, one of his hands moving to guester toward the group of fighters standing in suspense on a mountain's cliff. They had no clue who Goku was speaking about, their mouths ajar and surprised expressions written clearly upon their faces. The mystery of their friend truly had them bewildered.
"Perhaps the Namek? No, he wouldn't last a minute in my new form; much too weak. Maybe Vegeta? No, the 'Prince of all Saiyans' wouldn't make it either. A mere flick of my wrist and each of them would perish. So tell me, Goku, who is this mystery warrior you speak of? Is he here or are you planning to pull him out of your pocket?" continued Cell cruelly showing off the weakness of each fighter as he smiled wickedly, not caring for the feelings he was hurting with his words. They may have been true, but they still hurt like hell.
"The person I'm talking about is my son." Said Goku solemnly, his grin still present as a shocked look crossed Cell's face. He surpressed a small chuckle as he watched Cell's glaze shift to the eleven year old boy standing in admist of the group, his smile only widening at the sight.
Oo Meshia, Oo Meshia-ra~Ohh god, Ohh gods"A boy? I will not fight a boy, he won't even last five minutes." Barked Cell, angry that he would insulted in such a manner. He was much better than a mere gaki, there was no way he would reduce his perfect form to fighting a child. Sure, he could easily destroy him in one blow, the boy looked fragile and weak. It wouldn't be a big deal, but still, to think that Goku thought an eleven-year-old could beat him was enough to send the android over the edge.
"We'll see what you'll be saying once he beats you." Said Goku smoothly, unphased by Cell's words. He grinned openly, his look turning serious as he hopped lightly into the air, his ki raising enough to keep him in flight as he headed toward the group of his friends and son. He smiled sheepishly as he landed in front of Gohan, his smile not flattering even though the boy gave him a befuddled look.
"Dad...I…can't…" the boy muttered softly, his head shaking at the possibility that his father thought he could actually beat Cell. It was impossible to his young mind; it just couldn't be true. Had his father actually said he could beat him? No, it had to be all in his head. Maybe he meant Vegeta, or even Trunks. But not himself, it just couldn't be real.
A sigh rang from the boy's parted lips, his head shaking slowly. Golden strands swayed above the boy's vision as his eyes moved to stare up at his father. He blinked as his father merely put a hand affectionately on his thick spiky hair, ruffling the strands as he smiled reassuringly.
"You can do it Gohan, I believe in you." Said Goku softly to his son; his words low in whispery though he spoke the truth. Moving his hands to rest on the boy's shoulders Goku kneeled down to his level, his fingers digging into the soft padding fabric of the boy's silky white cape. "Gohan, you know you can do this. Just don't be afraid to use all your strength. You're stronger than all of us combined, you just have to try." Continued Goku, his voice carrying lightly on the flow of the wind around him, his words reassuring and confident.
"No dad, you just think that because you weren't fighting with all your strength." Said the boy slowly, the reality of what his father's words still not quite settling into his subconscious.
"I don't know about you but I was giving it my all. Gohan the only reason you thought that was because you were comparing my power to your's. Weren't you?" asked Goku, his smile widening even though he already knew the truth. He had long ago known his son would surpass him and today was the day when he would prove it to everyone.
"Gohan is this true?" Piccolo's stern voice interrupted the two, his voice betraying his shock. He still couldn't believe Goku would actually ask his son to fight such an evil being as Cell. He was still a boy and shouldn't have to face such evils as him. His dark eyes blinked back a surprised glint when Gohan's head slowly turned toward him, the hybrid saiyan giving one nod of his head before his gaze settled downward.
"Gohan you can do this, so go show 'em what you're made of." Called out Goku's voice softly, though the confidence of his words lingered. His grin broke freely over his face, his grip leaving his son's shoulders as he slowly stood up.
"Alright dad," said Gohan softly, a determined look crossing his face as he gave a single nod. He doubted he would be able to pull off such an incredible feat as his father was boosting too, but he knew he would never know if he didn't try. Sighing deeply, Gohan yanked at the collar of his thickly layered cape, bringing it up and over his head as he let it fall behind him. The cape fell to the ground with a soft thump; the cape's ends waving gently in the air behind him before settling on the now placid dust.
"Gohan you don't have to do this." Questioned Piccolo softly, not at all liking the idea of the young boy going out to fight by himself.
"Its alright Piccolo, I want to." Said Gohan after a small pause, flashing Piccolo a small smile before he leapt from the side of the cliff and headed down to the ground below. His feet touched gingerly against the ruined battlegrounds where his father and Cell had been fighting only minutes ago, his fingers moving to clench into a tight fist as he looked at Cell. "Lets get this over with," mumbled the boy softly under his breath, waiting for the impending fate that was before him. He had no clue what the turn out would be, but somehow he found it not to be in his favor.
Cell merely chuckled softly, his eyes playful and pleasant. He was going to show everyone how pathetic their hopes were. To rely on a boy was an impossible feat that truly showed their lowly ways as humans, even as saiya-jin. Moving his gaze to rest on the boy, Cell openly taunted him, just waiting for the right chance to beat the kid into a bloody plump.
"Here Cell, you may need this. It wouldn't be fair to let Gohan beat you when you're not at full strength." Called out a voice from atop the cliff. Goku smiled before throwing Cell the senzu bean Krillin had given him, receiving gasps and shocked looks from his friends who truly believed he had gone mad. He merely shrugged off their questioning gazes, his eyes cool and collected. He didn't wear a hint of worry, knowing his son was fully capable of handling Cell at his full power.
"You've just sealed your son's fate." Said Cell tauntingly, his voice mocking Goku as he grabbed the senzu and quickly devoured of it. He smirked, gulping down the restoring bean in one gulp as he towered high above Gohan in the air, his arms folded over his chest in defiance.
Yuduliya-vele
Yuduliya-vele
Yuduliya iyaliya….
Gohan stood before the beast, the creature in which had destroyed countless lives just to become perfect. His fears were masked behind a look of determination, determination to fulfill his father's words and not let him down. He knew deep down inside that his father held a tremendous amount of faith in him, a mere boy, and that boy was determined to make his father's words truth, to make his faith real. He wouldn't give up without a fight that much was for certain.
"Please give me the strength to do this for you father." Whispered Gohan under his breath, his aqua eyes slowly moving to greet Cell's glaze with a glint of fury behind their impending glare. A rattled breath shaked from the hybrid saiyan's chest, his hands moving to plaster themselves to his sides as his fingers curled into a tight fist. 'Please help…' he thought softly, his eyes closing for a moment before slowly opening to stare at the sight of his tormentor. The person who had hurt his father and many others; he couldn't stand him. He was a horrible being that did things to people that didn't deserve them. That was enough to make Gohan's battle with him something to count for. The boy didn't really enjoy fighting all that much; he never wanted to hurt someone who hadn't done anything wrong. But now he was faced with a challenge and with someone who had done wrong, he just wished Cell would reason with them and leave everyone alone. Why did everyone want to destroy the earth? The thought rolled around in Gohan's mind before Cell's taunting words rudely interrupted him.
"Saying your final prayers boy?" he called out loudly, a laugh escaping from his throat as his chest heaved with the action.
Gohan didn't bother answering, his aqua eyes narrowing. His voice erupted in a loud yell, his ki growing friecely around him. The ground trembled under the explosion of ki, dust stirring from its resting place as clumps of rocks jettisoned from the ground and flew through the air in large chucks. Waves of dust disseminated from their positions, flying madly in the air around Gohan as sparks of ki erupted around his body before quickly smothering and falling into the bright golden aura forming strongly around his body. He cut the energy at its peak, his body straightening out as the aura left, standing as normal except for the large power reading off of him though he seemed perfectly content with the level.
Moving his hands in front of him, Gohan slowly moved one of his legs back, his other holding firm into the ground in front of him. His hands curled into tight fists, his fingers clenching together as he moved them in front of him in a defensive stance. Aqua eyes narrowed, Gohan prepared himself. It was all he could do at the moment. Yeah, he would prefer to be soaking in the sun with his father by his side, relaxing in the cool breeze of a summer's days. But unfortunately that wasn't in the agenda for the day and Gohan knew he had to be focused if he ever hoped to be able to experience such things again. If anyone would be able to for that matter.
It hadn't been long however until Cell had tired of waiting for him to make the first move, the android swooping down with incredible speed in a fury of kicks and punches that stung Gohan like a sledge hammer. It wasn't pleasant at all, his arms moving quickly to block the blows, though neither seemed to be gaining the upper hand. Face bruised and muscles soon growing sore from the speed in which their blows meant and disengaged, Gohan soon found himself slipping. Slowly but surely he wasn't able to keep up with Cell. Another blow taken, another punch sending him hurling toward the ground before he could catch himself. It was all so much and just so fast. It was hard for the saiyan to contemplate it at all, let alone have the moment to think of a devulise plan.
It didn't take more than a few moments until Gohan found his face connected with a tightly packed fist, his head jerking to the side as his jaw banged against the tender insides of his cheek. He winced, a small trail of blood falling between his parted lips as he coughed, heavy and hard, gasping for air to reach his lungs. Cell didn't bother to wait for the young saiyan to compose himself, instead moving in to hit him hard in his shoulder, sending the boy plummeting toward the ground in a huge heap.
The ground shook, shaking violently across the otherwise placid terrain as Gohan's body fell from the sky. His skin tightened, pulled back, as he collided with the side of a mountain, his body moving head first into the deep, thick, solid, surface. He could feel his limbs on vagure of cracking, his bones pricking and his body filling with cuts as friction seemed to pay no heed to him and continued to throw him further through its abyss.
He eventually stopped, a groan of pain falling between his lips as his eyes slowly closed. The desire to sleep suddenly overtook him, calling him and beckoning him to fall into its safety zone where he could regain his strength and heal the wounds of his hard taken blows. He could practically feel the small stream of blood cascading down the side of his face, an open wound coming from perhaps the top of his face. The warm, slick substance slowly rolled down his thinly curved cheeks, brushing into the dip of his eyes before continuing to his chin where it slowly gathered and fell to the ground before him. His fingers clenched into tight fists, blood sputtering out of their grasp as his fingers grip tightened, an angered look crossing the once faithful boy's face. He pounded hard against the ground around him, the small hole he had dug himself into dark and dank. He could hear his chest heaving, his lungs reaching out for air before his head would explode with rage.
'Damnit, I can't give up,' thought Gohan, his head slowly shaking against his mind's wishes. He knew he couldn't give up, not if he wanted to live up to his father's words and protect everyone. His ki tingled around him, small sparks jettisoning around his otherwise crouched body. Closing his eyes slowly, his eyelids pushed tightly together, Gohan screamed in anger. He couldn't take it, he wouldn't let Cell beat him. And not that easily.
That was when it came to him. The thought. The realization. His plan.
Gohan's eyes slowly opened, blinking out of confusion, as his wide eyes looked thoughtful. The scheme, the plan of his father's, suddenly coming to him full force. The small breakout, yet small in size, was just what his father knew would happen. Gohan shook his head in disbelief, his thick golden strands swaying atop his head with the motion "No 'tousan…I can't believe…why?" His voice rumbled from his throat in a shaky voice, small and fragile though to the point. His question was already answered, he knew from the second his mind had caught on. His father knew that Cell would anger him, cause his power to grow…almost swell, under the tyranny that was encompassing him. It would pull him over the edge, drive him forward, and leave behind nothing in its wake. The thought of that power frightened Gohan more than anything else.
"Otousan…I don't want it," said Gohan softly, his voice escaping from his lips in a dejected whisper. "I don't want it," he repeated slowly, his fists hitting the ground angrily. He didn't want the power he had, he never had wanted it. It had always just been thrown onto him; without question, without answer. It was a horrible fate, to have so much power yet to not know how to control or surpress it. Gohan just wished he could surpress it for the rest of his life. He couldn't stand it, nor did he want to live with it.
Anger boiled up inside of him, his ki sparking around his body as he let out a scream of agony. It was not over pain, though he knew he had plenty of it; it was over the struggle within himself. He didn't want to believe it but he knew it was hopeless; the power was consuming and driving him to the brink of the edge. He understood why his father would try to make him use the power, but he just wished he would understand that he was afraid of it. He loved his father dearly, but he just didn't seem to notice that his son lacked the cool confidence that he always had.
The rocks encompassed around Gohan, almost like a cage, seemed to lift, smacking into each other with a loud thud before cracking to the ground in small peddles. Gohan's ki grew, soaring, as sparks of lightening-ki shot around his body, smoldering the boulders around his body as he slowly pried himself from the ground slick with his own blood. The way he had fallen was barely any bigger than himself, keeping the saiyan pinned to the ground. But it did not last long, his ki erupting around him in a fury before it set the entire mountain open, a large cut made deep into the stomach.
Gohan stood slowly, his bruised and blood covered hands pushing him up. He no longer needed to worry about the mountainside he had been thrown into, nothing left of it but a pile of heap. His sensitive hearing had caught the startled gasps of those present, rock chucks falling from the sky and breaking into dust as they plummeted to the ground.
His face, yet so young and fragile, was hostile. His aqua eyes remained narrowed, a hint of sorrow hidden behind their veil as he approached the battlegrounds, his feet hitting softly against the rugged dirt. All stared toward him as he silently approached, no words uttering from his mouth. He knew he had surprised everyone, most thinking him dead except one…His confident father would never think such a thing, he knew his son could take it and he had.
"What? But you're dead!" screeched Cell, his voice slightly un-nerved though he soon lost the tone as his foot tapped lightly against the ground. "So coming back for seconds, I see. No bother, it'll only be a moment before it's all over with." Continued Cell tauntingly, his voice cool and etched with ease. He had dropped his look of shook almost immediately, replacing it with that of a smirk in only a moment's notice.
"That's enough Cell, I'm going to put a stop to your reign of terror." Said Gohan smoothly, his strides stopping mere feet away from the android as the eyes of a young warrior stared his challenge head on.