The Last Waltz
Disclaimer: I don't own Cell or anything mentioned in this story relating to a DBZ charecter. The only thing that I can say is mine is Asha.
Author's notes: This story takes place about 4 days before the Cell Games. If I mention anything about the Cell Games in here and I am wrong you can help by correcting me, but I will try not to because I missed some episodes. This is my first story by the way. I hope someone likes it.
"The only dependable thing about the future is uncertainty.``
~Amarant Coral, Final Fantasy IX~
Chapter One: Discovery
CELL's POV
Whomever said that surely must have been talking about me at that moment. It had only been ten minutes ago, I was standing in the middle of my arena impatiently counting down the days until my games had begun.
I was becoming quite annoyed with the waiting. I should have never given those fools so long to prepare. Oh well, what's done is done. They can train for an enitre decade and none of them will even stand a chance against me now. I have finally reached my final stage of completion and now I can live up to the mantle of Perfect Cell. Dr. Gero would have been so proud to see that one of his creations will finally succeed in carrying out his plans. All of a sudden the silence that I came to admire so much was shattered by the shrill cries of someone calling for help. "This should be interesting," I said to my self aloud. "I've always wanted to see how humans kill each other."
As I began to fly overhead a wooded part of the valley, I honed in on three figures running through th woods. The first was that of a female human. She had long auburn hair that was done in a single braid. She was wearing what appeared to be some sort of uniform that people wore when they went to private schools. A white blouse, grey skirt and blue sweater with an insignia on the right side.
The second figure that came into my line of sight was a man who was tall and lanky. His hair was dirty as was the rest of his body. It looked as is he had gotten into a fist fight with someone because of the huge black eye he sported. The final person was also a male, but he was lagging behind terribly. It must have been the result of too much fried foods and no excercise. "You can only expect so much from a human," I said to myself disgustedly.
As far as my eyes could have seen, the feamle human was obviously the faster of the group, but she wouldn't be able to last much longer my the look on her face. But, if she does stop,this would mean that she would have to try to defend herself or let herself be torn to pieces by her pursuers. "How much fun this would be to see such a small female defend herself against two men," I said. I had always wanted to see how the female species faired against their opposite.
As if she had read my mind, the girl stopped dead in her tracks and took a defensive stance as soon as she saw the first man come into view. "Do or die," is what she mumbled under her breath as she began to attack the man when she saw him get close enough to her. She lunged at him full force with her fists, one of them connect with his jaw and the other dead in his nose causing the blood to flow the water. The man lay there on the gorund cluthching his broken nose, writhing in pain; I believe that if she would have hit him any harder she could have forced his nose into his brain killing him instantly. The girl walked over to the man and stared at him in his pain, with a look of utter disgust and extreme satisfaction on her face. She was confident and bold to say the least, I had to give her credit for that. However, this would be short lived because all of a sudden she was sprawled out next to the holding her head. It would seem that somehow the fatter man had caught up with them after the fight and snuck around the girl without being heard; he had hit her with what appeared to be a piece of wood. How ironic, she was now lain out in pain while she was being laughed at. As the fat man began to help the other up off the ground, they beagn to talk about what should they do with her. "Well Fred," said the fat man "let's do what we were going to when we first saw her," he laughed. "Whatever you say Jack," said the taller man, with a twisted look on his face as he began to position the girl on her back.
I may not be human but I know what a rape is and what it means. This is the sort of thing I would not like to see happen before the tournament. "I'll just be on my way and let the humans have each other." This isn't my problem or so I thought. This situation should not have been a problem for me that I could have easily flown away from, but before I knew what was happening I was flying down to intervene before any of this could begin.
I didn't have to introduce myself to either of the men because as soon as the saw me they got up and began running as fast as their legs could carry them. They didn't get far though. With slight motion of my hand I took aim and fired a small ki blast that would do the damage that was needed to be done. If they hadn't run in the same direction one of the men might have lasted a little longer before I caught up to him. " Now the two of you are just a pile of smoldering ashes."
"Now, for the girl" I said to myself. "I'll put her out her misery quickly enough she won't even feel it." I approached the girl and began to examine her. She was curled in a tight ball clutching the remains of her shirt. It had been torn to pieces as was most of skirt; the only that was intact was the sweater that was tossed to the side of her. I knealt down slowly to look at her onece in the face before I could end her pain. Before I knew what was happening she was trying to sit upright to face me. We locked eyes for a moment then she caught me off guard by throwing herself into my chest, crying and shivering.
What happened after that was extremely unexpected on my part. I picked up the sweater that lay next to me and put it around the girl's trembling shoulders and I pulled proceded to pull her closer to me and wrapped my arms around her small frame. Why I did this, I don't know. Apart of me felt like shoving her out of my arms and blowing her away, the other part of me felt like staying here with her. Damn it all, I knew I should have killed her when I had a chance.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cell or anything mentioned in this story relating to a DBZ charecter. The only thing that I can say is mine is Asha.
Author's notes: This story takes place about 4 days before the Cell Games. If I mention anything about the Cell Games in here and I am wrong you can help by correcting me, but I will try not to because I missed some episodes. This is my first story by the way. I hope someone likes it.
"The only dependable thing about the future is uncertainty.``
~Amarant Coral, Final Fantasy IX~
Chapter One: Discovery
CELL's POV
Whomever said that surely must have been talking about me at that moment. It had only been ten minutes ago, I was standing in the middle of my arena impatiently counting down the days until my games had begun.
I was becoming quite annoyed with the waiting. I should have never given those fools so long to prepare. Oh well, what's done is done. They can train for an enitre decade and none of them will even stand a chance against me now. I have finally reached my final stage of completion and now I can live up to the mantle of Perfect Cell. Dr. Gero would have been so proud to see that one of his creations will finally succeed in carrying out his plans. All of a sudden the silence that I came to admire so much was shattered by the shrill cries of someone calling for help. "This should be interesting," I said to my self aloud. "I've always wanted to see how humans kill each other."
As I began to fly overhead a wooded part of the valley, I honed in on three figures running through th woods. The first was that of a female human. She had long auburn hair that was done in a single braid. She was wearing what appeared to be some sort of uniform that people wore when they went to private schools. A white blouse, grey skirt and blue sweater with an insignia on the right side.
The second figure that came into my line of sight was a man who was tall and lanky. His hair was dirty as was the rest of his body. It looked as is he had gotten into a fist fight with someone because of the huge black eye he sported. The final person was also a male, but he was lagging behind terribly. It must have been the result of too much fried foods and no excercise. "You can only expect so much from a human," I said to myself disgustedly.
As far as my eyes could have seen, the feamle human was obviously the faster of the group, but she wouldn't be able to last much longer my the look on her face. But, if she does stop,this would mean that she would have to try to defend herself or let herself be torn to pieces by her pursuers. "How much fun this would be to see such a small female defend herself against two men," I said. I had always wanted to see how the female species faired against their opposite.
As if she had read my mind, the girl stopped dead in her tracks and took a defensive stance as soon as she saw the first man come into view. "Do or die," is what she mumbled under her breath as she began to attack the man when she saw him get close enough to her. She lunged at him full force with her fists, one of them connect with his jaw and the other dead in his nose causing the blood to flow the water. The man lay there on the gorund cluthching his broken nose, writhing in pain; I believe that if she would have hit him any harder she could have forced his nose into his brain killing him instantly. The girl walked over to the man and stared at him in his pain, with a look of utter disgust and extreme satisfaction on her face. She was confident and bold to say the least, I had to give her credit for that. However, this would be short lived because all of a sudden she was sprawled out next to the holding her head. It would seem that somehow the fatter man had caught up with them after the fight and snuck around the girl without being heard; he had hit her with what appeared to be a piece of wood. How ironic, she was now lain out in pain while she was being laughed at. As the fat man began to help the other up off the ground, they beagn to talk about what should they do with her. "Well Fred," said the fat man "let's do what we were going to when we first saw her," he laughed. "Whatever you say Jack," said the taller man, with a twisted look on his face as he began to position the girl on her back.
I may not be human but I know what a rape is and what it means. This is the sort of thing I would not like to see happen before the tournament. "I'll just be on my way and let the humans have each other." This isn't my problem or so I thought. This situation should not have been a problem for me that I could have easily flown away from, but before I knew what was happening I was flying down to intervene before any of this could begin.
I didn't have to introduce myself to either of the men because as soon as the saw me they got up and began running as fast as their legs could carry them. They didn't get far though. With slight motion of my hand I took aim and fired a small ki blast that would do the damage that was needed to be done. If they hadn't run in the same direction one of the men might have lasted a little longer before I caught up to him. " Now the two of you are just a pile of smoldering ashes."
"Now, for the girl" I said to myself. "I'll put her out her misery quickly enough she won't even feel it." I approached the girl and began to examine her. She was curled in a tight ball clutching the remains of her shirt. It had been torn to pieces as was most of skirt; the only that was intact was the sweater that was tossed to the side of her. I knealt down slowly to look at her onece in the face before I could end her pain. Before I knew what was happening she was trying to sit upright to face me. We locked eyes for a moment then she caught me off guard by throwing herself into my chest, crying and shivering.
What happened after that was extremely unexpected on my part. I picked up the sweater that lay next to me and put it around the girl's trembling shoulders and I pulled proceded to pull her closer to me and wrapped my arms around her small frame. Why I did this, I don't know. Apart of me felt like shoving her out of my arms and blowing her away, the other part of me felt like staying here with her. Damn it all, I knew I should have killed her when I had a chance.