Hi guys, Professor Zerkxes here with a new fanfic! This is my second attempt at "fine literature", and I expect more reviews than the FNAF High one which is still on. If you like this, then I suggest you check it out.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters from DBZ. I do, however, own OC's (you'll know who when you see them).
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Prelude: The Aftermath
The damage Perfect Cell had wrought on human civilization has recently been reversed by Shenlon and the Dragon Balls. Future Trunks had returned to his time and defeated the androids, as well as First Form Cell. Now there is nothing left for Son Gohan, the victor of the Cell Games, to do besides report the high cost of Earth's salvation to his mother, Chichi.
Gohan braced himself for the onslaught of yelling he was about to receive for risking his life to fight for the planet the Z fighters called home. For the sole purpose of having another perspective to back him up, Gohan dragged Krillin away from Android 18 and brought Krillin home with him. Gohan's mother was a nice woman, but when she got mad… well… she became the epitome of nightmares. Even Son Goku, the strongest creature on the planet Earth, was afraid of her fiery wrath.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, Gohan thought.
"So Gohan, why did you do this to me again?" Krillin asked for the umpteenth time, still mad that he wasn't tracking down 18 at the moment.
"For the millionth time, so you can back me up when Mom undoubtedly gets super mad that I fought in the Cell Games. Even if that wimpy weakling took all the credit for that feat, she's still going to kill me unless she sees reason, maybe even in spite of reason. Besides, when she figures out that…" Gohan trailed off. Tears worked their way into his eyes despite flying a mile off the ground at 2 machs. Krillin noticed this and sped up so he could talk to Gohan face to face- more or less.
"Don't beat yourself up about what happened. Goku sacrificed himself so the world can stay peaceful… and stuff… Look, what I'm trying to say is that what's done is done and you should just accept it."
"You weren't responsible for your father's death," Gohan replied coldly.
"That's the thing! You weren't either! Goku loved you more than anything… besides food, maybe… but that's not the point! He cared enough about you to sacrifice himself for you!" Krillin retaliated, feeling his ki spike as he became angrier at Goku's son. "I don't know how to explain this to you. Goku-"
"DIED BECAUSE OF ME! BECAUSE MY OVER INFLATED EGO GOT IN THE WAY OF JUSTICE! IF I HADN'T BEEN SO STUPID, DAD WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO SACRIFICE HIMSELF IN THE FIRST PLACE! You just don't get it," Gohan yelled.
"Look, the more angry you get, the less sensible you become. I think you need some time on your own, Gohan. I'm going to head back," Krillin said.
"Good," Gohan whispered as the other Z fighter turned in the sky and flew away, probably in the direction of Android 18. That bald man had some kind of built-in radar as to where Dr. Gero's half-robot super-warrior lurked at every single step of the way.
Mom is going to kill me…
Gohan continued on his ponderous journey, wallowing in his own self-hatred.
By the time Gohan had reached the mountainous area he called home, he had calmed down significantly. The grass billowed slightly as he landed. Gohan's hands balled into fists as he rapped the door to his parents' sphere-shaped home. Two seconds later, the door swept open.
"GOK-" Chichi started, but then ceased. "Goku?"
Her eyes darted left, then right, then up, before finally noticing her son.
"Gohan, where's your father?" Chichi whispered, looking down at Gohan.
The demi-Saiyan boy flinched. This is it, Gohan. Now's the part where you tell your mother that you indirectly killed your father, Gohan thought.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Chichi guessed the outcome. Her eyes started to well up with tears.
"Goku… Goku gave his life to defeat Cell, and it's somewhat my fault. We couldn't bring him back with the Dragon Balls." Gohan said, solemnly.
"I- I see," Chichi said, slowly. "Well, in that case, the three of us will have to make do."
"Doesn't Grandpa rule over the Ox Kingdom, mom? Why would he stay here?" Gohan asked, confused.
His mother gave a small giggle, despite the obvious, overwhelming sadness. "You can be just as naive as your father, huh Gohan? Well, let's just say that you won't be the only way I remember your father," Chichi replied. "I already have the name picked out and everything."
"Name for what? You're telling me everything but that!" Gohan said, his voice slightly rising.
"Do I really have to spell everything out for you, Gohan? I'm pregnant."
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Meanwhile, in a timeline far away…
The human-esque creature smiled as he bent over the bruised face of his monstrous opponent. "I've fought plenty of your kind, but none as powerful as you. I suppose the more you fight, the stronger you become. But in the end, there was no way about it," he mused. "Credit where it's due. For one of you monsters, you gave quite the show. Bombing that gas pipeline to collapse a building on me? I'll be the first to admit that you're the first to give me a glimpse of a challenge.
"But let's face it. All the brains and strategy in the world can't help you if you're insurmountably weak. Besides, no one can rule a timeline without some whisper of brawn to back it up. You're just smarts all around.
"Each and every one of your kind is so ingeniously different. In the end, it's like each is a whole other species, with its own specific traits, strategies, and strength. But there is one thing all of you share: a lust for spilled blood and endless carnage," the human scoffed, turning away from the cockroach-like monster keeling over in the fetal position in front of him. "Sadly, all destructive things, no matter how fun for me, must come to an end at some point. But because you fought most shrewdly in our battle together, I'll attempt to make this painless."
The man gave a smirk Vegeta would have been envious of.
"No, no, no, no, no, no… this cannot be happening..." the husk under him murmured.
"What's this? The loser of the fight has something to say?" he said, smirking even wider. "I think not."
With that, his long, mottled tail snaked out from his back and impaled itself in the monster's chest.
The last few minutes of its life was utter agony. The monster screamed, screamed like the millions of humans whose lives it had ended under its reign of terror on the timeline. Slowly, the creature disappeared into the man's needle-pointed tail. The victor licked his lips, then made a neutral noise.
"Apparently, this one tastes like lemons and Moscato. I've had worse, but it's an unlikely combination," he muttered to himself.
He reached out with his senses, trying to detect any humans that had been left over from the carnage the monster monarch had created. In all directions; north, south, east, west; there was nothing.
Then an explosion of power too close for comfort. Even the man's formidable reserves of energy would do about as much to these powerhouses as a laser pointer would do to a titanium wall. Deeming it the better option, the man ripped through the fabric of space-time with his tail, and was about to exit the doomed timeline when the portal shut in his face.
Oh no.
An Alpha Cell had arrived.
"Now where do you think you're going? I can't allow you leaving; the party's just getting started!" he laughed. A stray bolt of lightning struck from the storm system to the west, setting the mood. The Alpha Cell brought its hands to its waist, fingers clawed menacingly.
"Ka… Me…"
If my research is correct, this is the weakest Alpha Cell! How in hell am I supposed to fight that thing? I wasn't expecting this, I had no time to plan-
"Ha…"
The man hunkered down, hoping his insta-transmission technique he had picked up from a long-dead Cell still worked as he prepped the technique.
"Me…"
The man glared at the glowing, white-hot ball of ki gripped by the Cell.
"HAAAAAAAA!"
The attack released itself in a blaze of glory, arcing towards the man with the tail. Just before the Kamehameha wave reached him, the man teleported to a safer location before prepping his own attack. The odds were low that it would work, but maybe- just maybe- it would distract the Alpha Cell long enough for him to escape.
"Ko… Ra…" the man chanted, clasping his hands together in front of him as blackish-red ki built up. "SU!"
His hands turned to face his target, still clasped together. The unusual attack launched towards the Alpha Cell, and slipped into its skin.
"Congratulations. You're a walking time bomb. As soon as I release the attack, or when I die, that little glowing ball within you will explode with monumental force, a thousand times my current energy level. I may not take out you-"
"Well, that's a given," sneered the Alpha Cell.
"-But I will manage to kill off any weaker Cells in a mile radius. So you better hope to the High Omega Cell that you don't kill-"
The man turned around to see the Kamehameha blast right in his face. He had no time to use insta-transmission, he was too shocked at a homing kamehameha to dodge like an intelligent creature. Instead, he let the powerful blast hit him in the face. Deep within his mind, he realized that he could never deal with an Alpha Cell, the highest of the low in the Medium Range, alone. Not by a long shot. The primal, animalistic part of his brain cut a hole through the fabric of the universe, and fell through it faster than the Alpha Cell could close it again.
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King Kai could sense the disturbance from a thousand timelines away. He scratched his head, halo in the way of his hand.
"Uh… King Kai? You there? We finished your house!" a voice yelled.
The blue-skinned Kai turned to see Goku, the hero of Earth, waving next to a small, wooden, spherical building.
"Uh, yeah, that's great, Goku," King Kai said in that nasal way of his.
"King Kai? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing, just a massive disturbance in the fabric of space-time. Could spell doom for most of the timelines," King Kai replied nonchalantly.
"WHAT?" Goku yelled, loud enough that it collapsed King Kai's newly re-re-remade little home.
"There are other Cells in other timelines who have found a way to jump timelines. And compared to them, the Cell you died to looks like a newborn baby compared to an army of Super Saiyans who had just been insulted- badly."
"Is there nothing we can do, King Kai?"
"What do you think? OF COURSE NOT!"
"Sorry, jeez!" the Earthling laughed, scratching behind his scalp. "Is there anything anyone can do?"
"No one in the timeline we come from, certainly. But there's one creature strong enough to deal with Cells; he was designed for the purpose. The question is if he'll accept any help from anyone else, or if he'll go off on his own and throw his life away like a Spartan."
King Kai turned away from the shambles of wood planks that was formerly a spherical cottage, and looked on towards the unending road.
I pray to the Grand Master Kai that everything will solve itself, King Kai thought.
So yeah, that was The Infinite Cellverse! I hope you guys enjoyed whatever this was so far. If you have ANY, I mean ANY suggestions you would like to give me, put it in a review (or a PM, it depends on the suggestion [for this story, review. For a new story, PM]). Have a wonderful read, and have a nice rest of your life!