Alrighty, here we have my very first fic
ever…YAY…written absolutely sooooo many yonks ago that I can't even remember
.…nah, I exaggerate…you've got ten parts ahead and more on their way
=P…Aaaaanyway, it's about an alternate end to Cell…and this here bit below is
your intro into it – a little 'scene-setter' I did in a minute or two, so for
god's sakes, DO NOT judge the rest of the fic by it!!! Oh, right,
disclaimer…heh heh, almost forgot ^^…I don't own DBZ and I don't claim to, so
just don't sue me okay…not that I expect that anyone would bother! Oakie's pplz,
read…and may the force me with you =P…No, it isn't really that scary, I hope!
Beginning with an End
Introduction
Gohan was on the verge of beating Cell.
However, the young Saiyan became a little too sure of himself and unwittingly
allowed Cell to play his trump card…self-destruct. Luckily for Earth, their
hero Goku saved the day by teleporting the massive Cell to King Kai's tiny
planet. They were all destroyed in the blast; King Kai, Bubbles,
Gregory, Goku; all but one unbelievable exception…Cell. He regenerated
to full power - his Perfect stage – from one, single cell, and returned to
Earth, intent upon its destruction…and Gohan's demise. After mortally wounding
Trunks he fixed his gaze upon the enraged, attacking Vegeta, who was trying to
avenge his son. He sent an attack at his arrogant adversary, an attack that was
aimed to kill, but our young Saiyan hero had learnt his lesson and was willing
to bear the brunt of the attack to save the life of his late father's friend…
Part 1
What happened? Where am I? These thoughts raced through Gohan's mind as he
struggled to open his eyes. They were met with a dazzling blue and he slowly
became aware of a faint beating in his ear. A string of memories suddenly
flashed through his mind. Vegeta! He raised himself with his arms but
immediately fell back towards the royal blue of the saiyan suit. Pain shot
through his left arm and Vegeta grunted as he fell back onto his chest.
"I don't believe this. They are both
still alive." The speaker paused and his surprised tone changed.
"That was a foolish thing you did Gohan; sacrificing yourself for that
worthless Saiyan. No matter, you have made my mission far easier. What do you
think Gohan, one more attack should be enough?"
Cell. Gohan forced himself up with his working arm and turned to face his
enemy.
"I can never forgive you for what you
have done."
Cell simply laughed. Gohan knew he was right,
one more attack was all it would take, but he didn't want to let Cell know
that.
The fate of the world is in my hands, and
there is nothing I can do. I've failed you father. His last attack was so
strong – I don't think I can handle any more. I haven't any energy left: he's
just too strong. This is where it ends.
Gohan's left arm hung limply by his side. He
winced from the pain as he shifted his gaze to the ground.
I'm a failure.
"That's right Gohan. I see you have
acknowledged that this is where it ends. You might as well surrender now!"
Cell let out a cruel laugh.
"NEVER!" yelled Gohan, "I
would never surrender to you. The only way I'll die… is fighting." He let
out a ki blast in his anger, but it was too weak and Cell blocked it with ease.
"So be it, foolish boy, but your energy
is too low, it would be much easier for you to die NOW!" He sent a blast
of his own at Gohan in retaliation.
A blazing white light erupted from Cell's
hands. So this is really where it ends, thought Gohan as he prepared to
block the attack. Blocking is pointless; he is far too powerful. But it's my
own fault… I brought this on myself; I should have killed him while I could.
As the attack came hurtling towards him, the
seconds that passed seemed to last an age. Hundreds of such thoughts were able
to pass through Gohan's tormented mind. He braced himself for the impact that
would consequently end the world…but it never came. For a split second, Gohan
sensed something different, an energy force that disappeared as quickly as it
came. He thought he must have imagined it, until suddenly he realised that
Cell's blast had passed right by him and exploded harmlessly, metres to his
right.
That doesn't make sense, he thought as he shielded himself from shards of
debris, it was heading straight for me. Someone must have deflected it. But
who could have been that fast? Not Piccolo, and he is the most powerful…but
then who?
"What is going on?" yelled Cell,
unable to suppress his astonishment. No way, that's impossible; I aimed to
kill, not to threaten. But who could have possible deflected it. He glanced
at the Z-fighters. Certainly none of them, they are far too slow.
Suddenly, but surely, he too sensed the bizarre energy source. However, try as
he might, he could not locate it.
Again Gohan sensed it, though he had less
trouble tracking it than Cell. Whoever it was continued to move almost
immediately from place to place, obviously so as to avoid detection.
The Z-fighters attention, however, was
attracted by another energy source.
"Whoa, No way!" called Krillin in
amazement, as he held Android 18 in one arm and pointed with the other,
"Check it out, over there on the horizon."
Everyone looked towards where Krillin was
pointing, where eight lights grew steadily larger in the distance. However, to
their dismay, in the split second that Gohan and Cell had become distracted,
they simultaneously lost sense of the energy source.
"Arrrgh, you fool!" called Cell,
"You broke my concentration for something so insignificant and trivial as
that! Their power levels combined are nothing in comparison to what I just
felt… and lost - because of you. Now human, you PAY!"
"NOOO!" cried Gohan, but there was
nothing he could do. Cell had fired an immensely powerful energy blast at all
the Z-fighters, and Gohan was just too weak to stop it.
I wonder… he thought, but that was as far as he got, for his
hopes were realised before he even had time to hope. Suddenly, a cloaked figure
appeared in the path of the blast, and eight more landed around them. A wave of
blue light burst forth from the figure's outstretched hands, supported with
alternate smaller blasts of a spectrum of colour from the other figures. The
now white ball of light sped towards Cell's own blast and engulfed it. Cell let
out a great yell, before…impact. A fantastic explosion of colour erupted where
Cell had been standing. The colour and noise quickly subsided and an eerie
silence hung in the air, along with a cloud of dust. The Z-fighters held their
breath. The strangers remained standing like statues, only their cloaks moved,
ruffled by the small gusts of wind. The dust, too, danced in the breeze, but
all else was still.
A cold chuckle broke the silence and the dust
parted to show a shadow of the evil Cell. He walked forward, completely
unscathed, and laughed his heartless laugh, louder and louder.
"You actually thought that attack
could harm me! Pathetic!" He shot his jeering gaze at Gohan, "Goku
would have been ashamed that you let your hopes ride on these weak newcomers
and their pitiful attacks. You have failed Gohan! You wasted your energy on
saving Vegeta and now the fate of the world rests with these people; these
people who are too afraid to even show themselves." He turned back to the
cloaked figures, towards whom he had been walking the whole time he spoke.
"Understand that you caught me off guard the first time: that won't happen
again. You are looking at ultimate perfection! This is where it ends for all of
you. Let me take a moment to memorise the looks on your faces as I say this
again... This is where it ends…"
"..for you." It was the figure who
had fired the blue blast.
"Do you really believe that?" Cell
mocked.
The figure nodded, "I repeat, this is
where it ends…" they said and reached up to the hood of their cloak and
let it fall back, "…for you."
Everyone gasped, and all the other cloaked
figures followed suit, withdrawing their hoods.
"I don't believe this!" gaped
Yamcha, "They're…every one of them…. They're all…"
"…Girls," finished the girl who had
sent out the enormous blue blast. She gave Yamcha an icy stare. Her
sapphire-blue eyes flickered with contempt. The gaze of the other girls
simultaneously turned on Yamcha.
"Why is that so hard to believe?"
questioned the girl who was obviously the leader, in a low, husky voice. Her
cold stare took in the battle scene. Three were unconscious, one of which was
almost dead; three were tired, but not in immediate danger; and one had an
amazing power capacity, but was almost completely exhausted. She turned once
more to face Cell. He smirked at her, his eyes full of malice and ridicule. His
face cracked into an evil grin and soon his scornful laughter filled the air.
"Girls…" he scoffed.
"I don't know what you're laughing
at," she glanced over him from the ground up, her eyes full of disgust,
"I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you." Cell's expression gave way to
shock, but was quickly replaced by his usual smirk.
"An empty threat," he jeered.
"You sure?" she spat, her short,
amethyst-purple hair swaying in the wind. A silver raindrop hung between her
eyebrows on a thin chain around her head.
"Hmm," Cell laughed, "Your
power level may be higher than that of your companions, but it is nothing in
comparison to me!" He powered up, in an attempt to intimidate her. "I
am ultimate perfection, you hear me!" he yelled, "I can not be
defeated!"
She just stood there; still, staring Cell
straight in the eye, "I thought I warned you not to be so cocky."
She increased her ki, sending Cell a step
backwards. He looked up at her… She's so powerful, but no matter,
she's still no match for me.
"Human, you may be powerful, but just
like the rest of your insignificant race, you will be destroyed. You can do no
more than those pathetic specimens over there." He gestured towards
Krillin and Yamcha. "You all may be powerful for your race, but like them,
girl, you are powerless against me."
"Hmm," she smirked and reached for
her neck, grabbing a silver clasp. "Well, maybe that would be true…"
she clenched the clasp tightly and her silver-grey cloak fell to the ground.
She let her arm relax and the clasp clinked as it fell from her hand. "…if
I were human."
Her brown tail flicked in the air and in her
eyes was a certain thirst for battle.
Unbelievable, thought Cell, unable to control his amazement.
But how, how did she get to earth…and
where from? …Thought Gohan, the
echo's repeating in his mind, over, and over: 'if I were human…'
Cell's smug grin returned, and it was the
girl's turn to look a little shocked. Why is he smiling? I just revealed
that he faces an unknown threat…
"To think," mocked Cell, "that
you actually believed that little piece of information would phase me?! That
doesn't make any difference. Look there, girl. Three of your race lie on the
ground dying, and one has already been destroyed. Another Saiyan doesn't scare
me!"
"A…a, what?" Her mind was clouded
with confusion; she couldn't think straight. How does he know what I am when
I don't even know myself?
"A Saiyan, girl, a Saiyan. Ha! If you
don't even know what you are, how can you possibly know your own capabilities?
I bet you can't even turn Super Saiyan!"
What does he mean? I don't understand.
This is too confusing: I'm losing my concentration…I don't need this…not now!
"I don't need to know what I am or where
I come from to know my capabilities. All I need to know is that I can beat
you!" He's just trying to intimidate me… Well it's not working.
She turned her head slightly to the side,
keeping her eyes fixed on Cell all the while.
"Friends, you know what to do. Help
these strangers and get them away from this place." She pointed at Gohan,
"but give him the flask first." If anyone is capable of helping
me, it's that boy… if he is willing.
The girls all rushed to each of the
Z-fighters. A woman with indigo hair came over to Gohan.
"Please, take this… and leave," she
handed him a silver flask, but he only stared at it. Why did she choose me
to take the flask? There has to be a good reason, because Trunks needs it more
than me…I'm not leaving until I find out why.
"Take it, it will heal you," the
woman reasoned with his resolute stare.
"But who are you, and where did you come
from?" he asked, as he watched two girls carry Vegeta away.
"Be content with knowing that we are
here to help. We will talk once all this is over. Now take this and
leave!" she ordered him in a solemn, yet urgent voice.
Gohan was persistent, Perhaps the girl
needs my help, but I need to find out more about her while I still have a
chance…she saved me. "I'll take it, but only if you tell me who she
is." He gestured towards the girl preparing to fight Cell.
He has to take this quickly, the others
need it far more than him…I wonder what made Nahmi choose him to take it
first?…She gazed at the ground, If
I answer him now, he will take it quickly and I can go help the others. She
looked up and spoke hurriedly.
"Her name is Nahmi. I found her in a
spaceship in the mountains twelve years ago. When I realised how powerful she
was, I began training her in the martial arts. We have been training in the
mountains for almost nine years now. I found many other talented girls and took
them to our place of training, but Nahmi has never seen anything beyond our
mountainous home. She continued to train and developed amazing attacks and skills,
and she even managed to help the rest of us learn. We have been preparing for a
time like this under Nahmi's instruction: she knew this was coming and has been
training her entire life. She's ready for Cell… Now take this and leave."
"But how can you be sure she's ready?
I'm not leaving: I can help her!" Gohan protested desperately.
The woman grabbed him in a headlock with
incredible speed and forced him to drink from the flask. Stubborn boy, he
has to take this right now, the others need it more than he does.
Gohan immediately felt his strength begin to
return and could even move his fingers in his left arm. Just like Senzu
beans, he thought incredulously.
"Now leave," she whispered
threateningly into his ear, "I have seen Nahmi at her full power: you are
far to weak to be of any assistance to her."
She wouldn't even know…I have to convince
her, I can't leave Nahmi to handle such a heavy burden all alone. Gohan quickly increased his power and slipped out of
the headlock before the woman even noticed. She gaped at him.
Maybe I misjudged him.
"You may have seen Nahmi at full
power," cried Gohan, "but you haven't seen me. It would be wrong for
me to trust you on your word and possibly let Cell kill another innocent. The
Saiyan he killed was my dad, and I can't risk him escaping again. You may know
Nahmi's power, but you couldn't possibly know what to expect of Cell. I refuse
to leave! It is my fault that he is still alive: I should have killed him when
I could, but I didn't, and now I have the chance to finish what I began with
the help of Nahmi. But I won't let her do it alone on your word: that's a risk
I'm not willing to take. I won't let the fate of Earth rest on her shoulders
alone! Now leave and tell my friends that I told them to go too. I am not risking
any more lives." With his restored power, he turned his attention on
someone else. "NO MORE CELL! YOU HEAR ME? NO MORE!!!"
Before the woman could say anything more,
Gohan took to the air and landed in front of Cell.
"No…More," he breathed deeply in
his anger as he watched the remaining Z-fighters fly into the distance.
"There's no holding back this time Cell…" he powered up,
"Prepare to die!"
"He came to help," Nahmi breathed
softly and shut her eyes, her mind swimming in relief… I knew I couldn't do
this alone. She returned her cold, but hopeful gaze to Cell.
by Lolli
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