Hi, this is my first chapter to my first story. I feel this chapter is the only one that will suck seeing as how it's the beginning. It's mainly to give a view of hell and start things off. I do promise that the chapters will get plenty better! So I apologize in advance for this chapter.
Disclaimer: Ok, I've seen these everywhere…If I owned DBZ, well I wouldn't be sitting here writing for the people seeing as how they would be used in further episodes if I did own it, so I don't own it nor any other anime.
Chapter 1. Hell
Cold and darkness surrounded all around. Not a figure could be made out, not even the tiniest bit of light to be seen. All that was felt was the touch cold, smooth metal that covered the area. All that could be heard for the time were dark murmurs filling the void of the abyss.
It seemed ages until white could be made out in the everlasting black. Eyes were awoken as a sliver of light crept its way into the darkness. The sliver continued to grow in size, wider and wider, until a silhouetted figure could be made into focus.
There appeared a large ogre. Blue dominated skin color on this creature, with a horn seen on the middle of the head. He was wearing a wearing a tank-top with the word HFIL on it. Great in size and strength could easily be told by his outlook.
"Get up sacks of scum! It's meal time and it's your favorites, a-latta-morae gruel!"
"C'mon Goz, can't we get a bit more shut eye around here? Besides everyone knows you're the worst cook, living or dead." Smirked a shadowed figure.
"No jeice, it's always the same answer so why don't you just live with it!" Goz shouted back at the remark while he punched in the code to the cell locks. "Oh, wait you can't, you're dead!"
Clangs could be heard reverberating off the cold, metallic walls as every cell was opening down the dank pathway. Dark, shadowed silhouettes slowly came to focus in the vast depths of the prison. Villian's from across the universe stepped into the light. Napa, Mercenary Tao, The Ginyu Force, cell, the Cold family, buu, and many others burst forth from their cages. All could be seen bearing a similar restraint of energy wave around their necks.
"That's right, single file!"
Breakfast had come with all its observed usuals. The poorly cooked meal hardly satisfied anyone's taste, the common fight and mocks were heard above the crowd. And now they were forced to do hard labor constructing a new area for section 320 of hell thanks to King Yemma.
Sweat poured down Cell's hard face. Breaths of exhaustion were all that accompanied the hard swing of energy blades against the solid rocks. "That bloated bastard!" he thought, "How dare he use me for this mindless work, why I…" suddenly stopping in mid sentence at the approaching Mez. Everyone put down their equipment to hear what was going to be announced. "Step forward as you name is read. Cymbal…Captain Red…Android 19…Frieza… and Cell. You are to report to sector 211 immediately."
A spread of fear leaked all through Cell's aching body. "Damn it, not again! I hate this torture!"