A/N: Hello everyone, The Masked Otaku here. I had a fan-request for a story so I decided to try and give it a go. This was going to be the first chapter(s) of said story but due to the possible multipurpose use for additional fan-fictions sequels I have decided to make it it's own fic. Thus, this story will provide the foundation for the fan-fiction "From Father to Son" and possibly more alternative universe (AU) stories in the future. Additionally, if you would like to use this story to help launch your own AU fic please feel free to use it by directing people here. I just ask that you don't steal it by copying and pasting and declaring it as your own. As always, please read and review (constructive criticism is always welcome) and be sure to check out my other fan-fictions. Enjoy!

Alternative End: Part 1

"Hgh… Hhhgh….." Cell stammered as he fell to one knee. His opponent had just delivered a vicious kick unlike anything he had ever felt. In an effort to regain his composure he tried getting up, but failed. "How can this be?!" The monster thought while he started to foam at the mouth.

It soon became apparent that something was wrong… very wrong.

"Uugh." He struggled as his chest began to heave violently. "No… this can't… be happening."

"B-Bff… Bf…" He covered his mouth in attempts to maybe keep her in, but he knew there was nothing he could do to stop it.

"Buh… BLEEEEGGGHHHH" Cell vomited.

"N-No way." "I don't believe it!" Yamcha and Tien shouted together as the rest looked on in astonishment. Admits the mess of saliva and vomit, it was easy to make out the woman who had just been expelled from Cell's body.

"I-It's #18!" Yelled Krillin.

Gohan smiled. He looked down at the regurgitated Android and then back up at his foe, who was beginning to struggle with his immediate power decrease.

Cell bent down, gasping for breath. Desperately, he tried to wrap his hands around the Android.

"Hey!" Krillin yelled again. He moved forward but was immediately blocked off.

"Wait." Piccolo ordered, fully aware with what was about to happen. "Just watch Krillin."

Despite his efforts, Cell's body became too unstable. He lost grip of #18 and let out a ferocious yell. Purple mist surrounded him as his physique began to change, and within a few seconds he stood before everyone in his 2nd, incomplete, form.

"It's over. Gohan's won." Piccolo announced.

Continuing to stammer, Cell looked down at his trembling hands and then to the Android who lay before him. He knew absorbing her again would take time that nobody around him would allow. Realizing the severity of the situation he turned toward the demi-saiyan, angry… angrier than he's ever been, but more so afraid.

While the others continued to stare in awe, Goku took notice of Cell's change of demeanor.

"AHHHHHH!" His emotions taking over him, Cell lunged towards Gohan, only for his punch to be easily avoided. The once perfect creation of Dr. Gero tried attacking several more times, but it was all in vain. The young warrior effortlessly dodged everything Cell threw at him until he finally responded with one of his own. Landing another kick, he sent Cell flying towards the edge of the crater that once held the tournament arena.

By this time, Piccolo was starting to get agitated. "Gohan finish him off now!" He commanded. He was beginning to worry that his protégé was pushing his luck by toying with the beast, and he wasn't the only one.

Goku also grew more pensive. He had recognized a change in his son's behavior ever since his transformation into Super Saiyan 2. At first he was proud, thinking it to be the confidence that Gohan always needed.

But now…

- Flashback -

"Gohan, finish him off. We all know you have the power. You have to do it now, we don't know what he's capable of."

Gohan turned towards his father with a smirk. "I want him to suffer."

- End flashback -

In all the times he had fought along side his son, he had never seen such a maniacal look in Gohan's eyes. It disturbed him, and further more Gohan was now ignoring both him and Piccolo. This, in addition to Cell's behavioral change since loosing #18, was increasing his concern for how things were playing out.

"Stay back!" Cell yelled as Gohan slowly approached him, the same smirk across his face.

Then it hit Goku where he had seen this scenario play out before; the over-confidence of one fighter versus mixture of anger and fear of the other. He immediately grabbed Piccolo's shoulder giving him a direct mental link to his son.

"GOHAN!" He bellowed in an authoritative voice, the likes of which Gohan had never heard from his father before. It caused him to stop dead in his tracks, and everyone around Goku to take a step back.

"Gohan listen to me, you have to stop toying with him and end this fight. You have to do it right now!"

"But he deserves to suffer for what he-" The young warrior's reply was cut off.

"Gohan enough!" Goku yelled once more before calming down again. "I want you to look at him."

Gohan faced Cell, and took notice of what his father was trying to get him to realize. It was Cell's expression. While it used to hold nothing but hatred and anger during their fight, it now held fear as well.

"The look he has right now, the look of fear and anger, is the same look that I saw in Frieza before he threw a ki blast that would eventually destroy Namek."

"Eh?" Gohan looked back towards his father. He was further deducing what he was getting at.

"Despite his immense power decrease, you've just caused Cell to be in his most dangerous state. He's scared. You've weakened him to the point where any one of us could defeat him, and he knows that. However, he's still powerful enough to cause a great deal of damage. He's already made an attempt to destroy the planet when he unleashed that Kamehameha at you. I guarantee you that now, more than ever, he feels as if he has nothing to lose. You have to stop him before he does something drastic."

For the first time since his transformation Gohan felt conflicted. He had an insatiable urge to fight. He wanted to make Cell suffer for everything he had done, for all the people he had killed. But at the same time he knew what his father was saying was true. Cell currently stood in front of him, looking scared and angry, like a cornered animal. Then again… he could thwart any attempt made by Cell on the planet. Couldn't he? Didn't Cell deserve to suffer the consequences for all of the pain he had caused.

Sensing the internal struggle his son was having, Goku made a last plea. "Gohan I understand you want justice, that you want to make Cell pay for everything he has done… but this isn't you. You don't seek to cause unnecessary harm to others, even if they have done terrible things. That's what makes you a good person. You've let your power cloud who you really are. The same thing happened to me when I first became a Super Saiyan back on Namek. Son, you're already a better fighter than me, than any of us, your power has proven that, but now I'm asking you to be a better man than I was. Fight your urge to continue this battle. End it now. Please."

Gohan looked down at his hands and reflected on the person he had become. His father was right; this wasn't him. He did not desire to torture Cell, only to stop him from killing more innocent people. He just wanted peace. That's all he ever wanted.

"OK." He muttered in reply.

Goku let out a sigh of relief.

"But I have something to say to him first."

"GOHAN!" His father shouted, worried that either Cell would find a chance to destroy the planet while Gohan talked or that his son would now be too lenient on the monster… or both. But it was too late. Gohan had broken the mental link and had maneuvered himself behind Cell before anyone could blink. With one hand he twisted his opponent's arm behind his back and with the other, grabbed the back of his head forcing it to look forward.

"AHHHHHHH." Cell let out a startled yelp.

"Quiet!" Gohan barked as he kept Cell's head facing forward. "I want you to look at the people on the cliff there. My friend's and father. The one's you sent your spawn to torture in front of me. The one's you swore to kill. I want you to know that the reason I'm not further humiliating you right now is because of them. My father has asked me to show you mercy. He reminded me that to drag this on, and to keep punishing you for what you have done, is not who I am. I'm not a monster like you are Cell."

Hearing these words, the panic that Cell was already experiencing went into overdrive. He was aware that Gohan's mercy meant his immediate death… that this was his end… but it couldn't be! He was supposed to be the perfect specimen. He was supposed to defeat these lousy warriors and then rule the Earth-no the universe. How could this be happening?

Finally pushed back far enough, he submitted to his last resort.

"I want you to look at them and realize what I've fought for today. That al-" Gohan cut himself short. Part of Cell's head began to bulge outward, followed by another part. He could feel his opponent building up power in his body as it continued to expand. Then it occurred to him what was happening. His father's prediction was coming true; Cell was trying to destroy the planet, he was self-destructing.

In the moment it took him to realize this, he was able to sense that Cell had already consolidated enough power to destroy a hefty portion of the Earth, which would kill all of his friends nearby. Gohan knew what he had to do. Acting without hesitation, he got a better grip on the creature and flew upward as fast as his body would allow. He had to get both of them as far away from the Earth's surface as possible and at the same time destroy Cell before he harnessed anymore power.

Due to his quick thinking and fantastic speed, barely a second had passed before the two were several miles above Earth. Knowing every moment counted, Gohan calculated he wasn't going to be able to get too much space in-between them before attacking. There was no avoiding the fact that he would be caught up in the blast but he had no other choice.

While still flying upwards at tremendous speed, Gohan released Cell, sending him further into the air. The demi-saiyan changed his trajectory back towards the Earth while cupping his hands to his side.

"KAMEHAME-" He quickly shouted as he summoned all of his energy into this one blast.

Due to the quick pace of everything, Cell only just realized what was going on.

"NOOOOO!" He shouted as Gohan finished his move.

"HAAAAA!" With that final sound, the young warrior released his most powerful Kamehameha wave that encased Cell.

"CURSE YOUUUU!" He shouted his last words as the Kamehameha wave penetrated his body causing him to self-destruct prematurely. The mixture of the two caused a tremendous explosion that could be seen from hundreds of miles away. It was unlike anything Earth had ever been witness to. And most importantly, Cell was unable to escape. Every last part of him was destroyed, once and for all.

The close proximity of the blast created powerful winds, which were enough to toss both the Z-Warriors and Mr. Satan and his crew into the air.

"GOHAN!" Goku screamed out for his son while the mighty waves of energy sent him flying several hundred feet. Everything had happened so fast. He had no idea just what was occurring until he was tumbling in the air. Desperately he tried to search for his son's ki but couldn't sense anything. "Damn it!" He cursed.

He, along with the other members of the group, finally managed to regain their footing. When they looked up they managed to watch as a figure emerged from the edge of the explosion.

"Is that Cell? cough How could he survive that?" Vegeta asked as dust and wind whirled by him.

Trunks, guarding his eyes from the debris, lowered his arms away from his face in order to try and get a better look. As the figure came into better view he smiled. "No, it's Gohan! He made it!" However, the excitement in his voice was short lived as everyone noticed the demi-saiyan was plummeting towards Earth at a dangerous speed.

"He's not stopping!" Yelled Piccolo as he sprinted toward where he estimated Gohan would land.

Goku put two fingers to his forehead and teleported to his son. He was able to grab a hold of him when they collided with the Earth in a violent crash.

"Goku! Gohan!" The group cried out as they ran over to them.

Piccolo was the first to arrive and stopped suddenly at the edge of the massive crater created by the impact. As the dust settled he saw Goku, who had absorbed most of the fall, holding his battle worn son in his arms. The Namekian was quick to notice, not only how beat up Gohan appeared from having suffered the brunt force of the blast, but also that he was no longer in his normal from. Worse yet, he was having troubling detecting a ki from the demi-saiyan.

As the others arrived at the edge, Piccolo slide down the side of the crater to center.

"Goku!" He called out as the Saiyan began to regain consciousness. The daze he was in lasted only a second as he focused on his son.

"Goku, I can't sense his ki."

Realizing his friend was right, Goku got up to his knees, holding Gohan in his arms. "NO! Gohan!"

Hearing the exchange, Trunks quickly slide down the crater, senzu bag in hand.

"Gohan! Gohan!" Goku continued to shout with no response. Tears started to form in his eyes and he buried his face into his son's chest.

"It can't be." Krillin muttered, unable to believe what was happening.

Trunks, and everyone else, started to realize it was too late for a senzu bean…

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… Or so they thought.

Goku lifted his head up.

Cough… Cough. Cough Gohan coughed as he started to regain consciousness.

"He's alive!" Announced Trunks happily. He turned his head up towards the others. "Gohan's alive!"

"Eh?" The others exclaimed as they wiped tears from their faces.

Krillin quickly made his way to the center of the crater followed by Yamcha, Tien, and Vegeta.

Gohan slowly opened his eyes. "Dad?"

"Hey champ." Goku replied with a relieved smile and happy tears replacing sorrowful ones.

"Is… is he gone?" Gohan struggled through his words.

Tien and Vegeta looked up at the sky for a second. By now Cell would be regenerating but there was no trace of his ki. It was clear that the battle was finally over. They looked back down at the young warrior. "Yeah. He's gone. It's all over." Tien answered with a reassuring smile.

Gohan breathed a sign of relief and faced his father again. "You were right dad. He got desperate. I'm sorry."

"Hey, you did well Gohan. You acted quickly and because of that you saved us all from being caught up in that blast. I'm proud of you son."

"Thank you dad." The demi-saiyan replied with a smile as his eyes started to droop. "Now… now we can have peace…" He once again slipped into unconsciousness.

"Ah, Gohan!" Yamcha cried.

"It's OK." Goku assured him. "He's just tuckered out. It's been a long day." He stood up, holding his son, and faced his friends. "We should get back to the Lookout. Now that Cell is gone we can wish back all the people he killed."

Everyone nodded in agreement and proceeded to get closer to the Saiyan, readying for teleportation.

"Oh, wait Goku. Before we go there is just one more thing." Krillin said as he climbed out of the crater and disappeared over the edge. A few seconds went by before he reappeared, holding #18.

"Krillin!" Yamcha exclaimed boisterously. "What are you doing?"

"Well ughh… Cell also took a toll on #18 and I- I mean we, can't just leave her here right? Maybe Dende can help her as well." Krillin stammered as he made his way back to the group.

"Hmmm." Thought Trunks before eventually giving a nod of approval. Previously he would have scolded Krillin for making such a proposal and have wasted no time in destroying her. But his time spent in this timeline had shown him that things were different. This Android was not the blood-thirsty killer he knew from his history. She was not a threat to the world.

"Hmph." Vegeta scoffed, but provided no further argument.

Krillin gathered closer to them and in an instant the entire crew vanished, leaving behind a ravaged battlefield… in addition to some confused bystanders.

"Eh? W-What just happened?" Asked Mr. Satan aloud to himself. The result of the recent explosion had left him dazed but he was able to gain back his senses just in time to see the mysterious group of fighters vanish into thin air.

"Where'd they go? Where'd Cell go? Did that explosion kill him?" His mind raced with questions.

The sudden movement of rocks from several yards away startled him and broke his train of thought. "Ohhh, Mr. Satan." The ZTV reporter acknowledged as he and his cameraman started to recover from their own daze.

"Mr. Satan… Mr. Satan did you see what happened?" He asked, stumbling over to the world champion. Meanwhile the cameraman made his way to the nearby overturned truck to check on his equipment.

"Ughhh… yeah… I just defeated Cell!" Mr. Satan proclaimed, trying to sound confident.

"What?! You mean you actually defeated Cell? What about the explosion?"

"I… ughh… I mean of course I defeated Cell. Who else but me could? MUAHAHA." Mr. Satan laughed enthusiastically. "That big explosion was just another one of his tricks to try and scare us but it was the last straw for me MUHAHA. I went over to him and said 'Cell, someone could really get hurt here' and I quickly defeated him HAHAHA. He was no match for me HAHAHA."

Mr. Satan glanced over at the reporter nervously, wondering if the he was buying his story.

"…. Ooh..That's amazing Mr. Satan! … But wait, what happened to the other fighters?"

"Well… after seeing me defeat Cell they thanked me and quickly went on their way. I think they were embarrassed that I got rid of him so quickly MUAHAHAHA."

Before any more questions could be asked the cameraman interrupted them. "Hey! The audio transmission is working!"

Within a few moments the entire world was hearing about the brave efforts of Mr. Satan and how he had finally destroyed Cell. Entire cities rejoiced, knowing they were now safe. Although they would never know the truth behind Cell's destruction, they would never forget the day when his reign of terror was put to an end.

At last, the Cell Games were over and so was the war that had been started by Dr. Gero.