All Hell Breaks Loose…Literally
All Hell Breaks Loose…Literally
Disclaimer: …if I owned dragon ball z, I would not be sitting here writing fan fiction, now would I?
"Talking"
'Thinking'
"YELLING"
Chapter one: Revolution of Hell
"Oh, Kami, somebody help me…" a blue oni yelled, as he found himself backed into a wall by three cell jnrs, who were all laughing maliciously at the poor ogre's terror.
"Looky what we got here, hehe, a little blue man who wants to die" one of the Cells giggled evilly.
"No, please, I'll…I'll do anything" the oni gasped, falling pathetically two his knees. He knew that he was no match for these creatures, as puny as they might seem at first.
"You can die! Hahaha"
All three of them charged their attacks simultaneously, and fired without mercy, the unfortunate oni's scream cut short in his throat, his lifeless body falling to the blood-stained dirt with a dull thud.
Back on earth…
It was a calm day. A gentle breeze rolled through the hills, stirring the grass and the leaves to life. Several birds took pleasure in bathing in the shallow flowing waters of the stream, ruffling their feathers to rid themselves of any excess moisture. A pink pterodactyl nested in a large crevice in the face of one of the jagged cliffs that surrounded the quiet valley. She shifted her weight slightly, and nuzzled her eggs with her sharp beak, before returning her gaze once again towards the sinking sun, in hopes of her mate soon returning with an adequate meal for herself and her soon-to-be-hatched brood.
Goku sighed and ran a hand through his unruly black bangs. He was at a loss, everything seemed as it should be, peaceful and tranquil, like it always had been, and yet, in his heart he felt uneasy, like he knew something bad was to happen. But what that was, Goku simply had no idea. Something had been bugging him for a few days now, but he just couldn't put a finger on what it was.
He sat cross-legged on the cliffs that over looked the seemingly never-ending wilderness that he had spent the greater majority of his childhood roaming. He had always chosen to come here when he was in need of a quiet place to think, granted, these times were certainly few and far between for the Sayain. Goku sighed heavily and flopped onto his back, his muscular body landing in the soft grass with a dull 'thump'.
"I don't understand" he said to the air. "Everything is perfectly fine, like always. There aren't any significant energies that I don't recognise around, or insane mass murderers going around killing innocent people. So why do I feel so bad?"
His furry brown tail twitched with the passing seconds, and Goku's face formed a frustrated frown for a moment, before his trademark grin replaced it. "Maybe I'm just going crazy. Oh well" he laughed. "Or maybe, there's a new enemy coming to try and conquer the earth. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised, how many times has it happened now?" he then tried to count the number of times the earth had been near-conquered in his life time on his fingers, only succeeding in getting himself rather befuddled, causing him to simply give up. His thoughts returned to the prospect of maybe facing a new enemy. His Sayain blood began to boil at the very thought.
He leapt up, with all the excitement of a child who had been told Christmas had came early. "Oh, that would be awesome, to fight a new foe, to save the world, like old times. Heh heh…" he punched the air a few times and then stopped, his eyes growing big like a child's in a candy store would.
"Goku…? Goku can you hear me?" a familiar, friendly voice called out from within the confines of Goku's mind.
Goku's tail bristled at the familiar, tickling sensation that accompanied the use of such telepathy. He stood up straight, his face suddenly sombre, all traces of his previous giddiness and excitement completely gone from his face.
"Yes, King Kai? Is there are problem? You sound worried…"
"Oh, you have absolutely no idea, Goku. It's horrible, they're all attacking. They've taken 'insane murderous maniacs' to an entirely different planet!" Goku's friend and former master exclaimed, the panic clearly heard in his voice.
"Who has?" Goku inquired, completely dumbfounded.
"Cell. Frieza. All the bad guys you've ever defeated and sent to hell, Goku!"
The sounds of all out anarchy raged throughout hell. The screams of the helpless oni as they were mercilessly slaughtered by the violent, trigger-happy spirits were all-but drowned out by the ferocious explosions and blasts that were rapidly reducing the already desolate wastelands of hell to little more than dust and craters.
Towards the north was one of the worst hit areas. This was where the greater majority of the Sayains had called home since their arrival. Although, unlike most of the other spirits, these Sayains had little interest in fighting the oni, but the thrill of a good fight had lured them into the battle anyhow. They had all taken it upon themselves to challenge the offending creatures that had started this barbaric slaughter.
"Come on, boys, if these fools want trouble, then we'll be damn sure to give them a heap load of trouble. Let's fight" a particularly brutish looking Sayain called out to his small group of comrades, who all cheered and followed the man's lead towards the gang of huge, reptilian thugs before them.
High above, hovering some hundred feet in the air, one of the main underlying causes of this whole mess observed as a ferocious battle unravelled before his eyes.
"Well, this should be interesting" said Cell, leaning back in an invisible lounger as he watched the Sayains and the crocodile-like creatures begin to fight.
The battle was rather short-lived. It seemed, at first, that the brutish reptiles had the advantage, after being able to withstand a barrage of punches and kicks from the powerful Sayains. But it seemed that their thick-plated armour was as much a great weakness as it was strength, limiting their movements to a much too slow pace to even come near to touching any of the quick, nimble Sayains. The Sayains had realised that physical attacks were useless, and opted instead to use their ki. The reptiles really hadn't stood a chance after that.
"What? Is that all? Gee, watching paint dry is more fun" Cell exclaimed.
"Well, if you want fun, Cell, then fight me!" a voice snarled from behind him.
"Ah, I was wondering when you would show up" Cell greeted, smirking, slowly turning around to face the new arrival.
Pikkon, a warrior from heaven's elite defence had arrived to cease the monstrous revolt that had reduced Hell to utter chaos. He was little concerned about the green android before him, having already faced and defeated him in battle without much in the way of challenge once before.
"I take it you're the ring-leader behind this whole fiasco?"
"Hmm, hmm, yes, you could say that indeed I am"
"Well, I'm here to stop your little games"
"Yes, I thought you would come to try and stop me. As it happens, I've actually been looking forward to your arrival, you pathetic little man. I've wanted to see you again after you defeated me all those years ago. I'll have you know that I've grown much, much stronger since then"
"Oh yeah? Well, so have I. Bring it on!"
"Now, the real fun begins"
King Yemma slammed his fists onto his desk with such force that the whole check in station shook with its ferocity.
'This can't be happening' he seethed, as he watched the torment and destruction that was raging even now down in Hell on a large television on his wall.
Several of his underlings cowered as he raged, really not wanting the king's ferocious temper to be turned onto any of them.
"You there!" he exclaimed suddenly, pointing at a rather large red oni cowering near the exit
"y-yes sir?" he stammered.
"Go to the Grand Kai's planet, tell them to send their strongest fighters. We need all the help we can get down there. We can't risk one of the survivors telling them how to escape from hell"
The oni then turned to leave and was about to carry out this request when a red ki beam blasted from behind King Yemma's head and ploughed straight through the unfortunate man's chest. He fell, face first, onto the tiled floor, a vague look of shock on his red-skinned face.
"Oops, silly me. I think I just killed your little friend." came a snide, mocking, and very feminine voice from behind Yemma.
King Yemma froze in shock, and slowly turned around and came face to face with the infamous tyrant, Frieza, and his most faithful servants, the Ginyu Force.
"You seem surprised to see us, Yemma" Frieza drawled smugly. "You should be less careless with your magic doors if you didn't want us to come through them" he said, vaguely gesturing the open drawer on Yemma's desk that was in actual fact a passage into and out of the underworld.
They both moved faster than normal eyes could keep up with. They were little more than blurs in the sky as they attacked, dodged and blocked the other. The each bombarded the other with a flurry of punches and kicks and various other attacks. Neither Cell nor Pikkon seemed to have any distinct advantage.
"Well, it seems we're pretty evenly matched." Said Cell, when he and Pikkon finally broke apart.
"It would seem so, but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve" Pikkon retorted.
He then began to perform a series of graceful, fluent movements, and blue-ish purple aura glowing around him.
Cell smirked, and began to charge his own ki in anticipation to whatever move Pikkon was planning.
"BURNING TORNADO!" the latter yelled, suddenly bursting into a wall of flames and shooting straight towards Cell, who was wide open.
Cell jumped out of the way of the flames just in time. Pikkon was quite surprised by this, but said nothing.
"Ouch, now that would have hurt. Too bad you're just too slow. And I hope that wasn't your best, coz if it was, I'm much more than slightly disappointed in you, Pikkon" Cell sniped at the heavenly warrior. "Let me show you how it's done."
Cell put his two hands together, and began gathering energy behind him.
"Ka…Me…Ha…Me" the white energy in his hands grew brighter and larger with every passing second. He saw the recognition, and the unimpressed, knowing look on Pikkon's face.
'Fool, he thinks he knows what I'm about to do. That is a mistake he will live to regret" Cell thought to himself.
He shifted the energy, so he held it in one hand, and used the index and middle finger of the other and placed them on his forehead. With a slight popping noise, the android vanished and then reappeared right behind the bewildered Pikkon.
"What the…!"
"HAAAAAA"
Pikkon was defeated, by a technique stolen from his friend and ally, Goku, no less.
Cell sneered down at the fallen Pikkon, whose body, charred and black, disappeared in a cloud of dirt and debris as he hit the dirt.
"How disappointing. I thought you were better than that. Oh well"
King Kai's antennae twitched anxiously. He had just finished relaying to Goku what had been transpiring down in underworld. He paced back and forth, trying to sense for an update on the matter.
"Oh no…not even Pikkon could slow them down" he muttered.
"What was that, North Kai, is Pikkon injured?" the East Kai, the Kai of Pikkon's part of the universe, inquired.
"I'm afraid s- aaaargh. OH NO!" King Kai yelled suddenly, causing the considerably shorter Kai to jump clean out of his skin.
"What? What is it?" the east Kai asked, trying to calm his long-time rival, who was bordering on hysteric.
"It's King Yemma! Somehow, Frieza and his goons got to him! He's gone! He's dead!"
"OH NO! B-but that means…OH NO!"
A/n …again, Meh! Yeah…lame attempt at a cliff-hanger there, people. Well, not really, since you can easily guess what's going to happen, I just got bored typing :P. Please, someone, tell me what you think. I'm beginning to think no one likes me, I haven't had a single review yet sniff please review, it'll make my day! ps, if you want to read more, i'd review, coz i'm not updating till i have a certain number of reviews :P
