Interlude
'Orphan of the stars'
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AN: Don't worry, I'm not going to do another series with interludes interrupting the main story. Or would I? (cackles evilly)
Seriously, this is a part of the story that I felt needed to be told and I just didn't want to do another flashback. This was also the first part of this story that wrote itself, where I wasn't battling the story. It wrote itself within a day. Hopefully a sign of things to come! So, without further adieu, interlude time!
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Behold the Solar System.
There are many of them but only one of them is basically unnamed, with only a simple preposition to differentiate it from the million of others that were out there. Formed over 4.6 billion years ago, for most of humanity's existence humanity was blissfully ignorant of its majesty, believing Earth to be the center of the universe and categorically different from the divine or ethereal objects that moved through the night sky.
Even though the Greek philosopher Aristarchus of Samos had speculated about the Earth revolving around the sun as part of the solar system instead of being at its center it was Copernicus that finally nailed the coffin in the old Earth centric universe.
For most of the time that humanity observed the heavens it was thought that there were only six planets. Until William Hershel discovered the planet Uranus in 1781. Originally thinking it was a comet until convinced by his peers that it was indeed a planet. And originally naming it after his patron, King George III. A very unpopular name outside of Britain, so gradually the name Uranus, the mythological father of Saturn, became more widespread until in 1850 the last hold out, His Majesty's Nautical Almanac Office, switched from Georgium Sidus to Uranus.
In 1846 the solar system expanded again, when Urbain Le Verrier correctly predicted and calculated the position of Neptune. More naming hijinks ensured, ranging from Janus, Le Verrier's planet (a name equally unpopular outside of France as Georgium Sidus had been outside Britain), Oceanus to finally Neptune.
In 1930 followed further expansion when Clyde Tombaugh discovered Pluto. Pluto's planethood became debated though due to its small size (smaller then the moon) and the discovery of other dwarf planets like Eris, Haumea and Makemake, some of equal size and the Kuiper Belt in 1992. Things looked dire indeed for Pluto's status as a planet indeed.
But before the international astronomical union could get together and strip Pluto of it's planet status and decrease the total number of planets back to eight, something extraordinary happened.
The solar system decreased to eight planets by itself!
With Pluto now forever saved as a planet a small object popped into existence not far from where the solar system's former ninth and now missing planet used to be.
Earth.
A sea of debris now littered what was once Earth orbit. And even though much of it had impacted on what used to be the moon, with the battered satellite now adrift in the solar system there was still plenty left to cause problems to the small object maneuvering through the rubble. A small craft, modified to fit two persons in a very cramped cockpit. Sitting behind the controls was Trunks, son of Vegeta and Bulma Briefs from an alternate future, the only one capable of piloting the small craft into yet another alternate reality. And sitting behind him in the cramped passenger seat was the Saiyan Belmovekk.
"Are you okay back there?" Trunks asked with grim determination as he evaded a large piece of what used to be Earth, then he began to smile a sly grin, "father?"
"You are not married yet, Trunks," the Saiyan said calmly, "And yes, I am fine."
"You don't seem to be perturbed?" Trunks asked, his eyes still on the clutter outside.
"I have had my share of turbulence in space and re-entries," the Saiyan replied from behind, "what is a little time turbulence compared to that?"
"I guess you're right," Trunks said, then he hit a quiet patch of space, which allowed him to relax and look around, "I guess she was right after all."
"It would appear so," Belmovekk said back, "It does appear that in this reality's they did blow up the Earth after all."
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The Wishverse, three weeks earlier.
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"YES!"
Yelling triumphantly Cell reached his hands to the heavens and felt the power coarse through his veins.
Meanwhile nearby Buffy, Piccolo and Moe watched on helplessly as they had to watch how Cell's power nearly went through the roof.
"Not another one," Piccolo said aghast as Cell's power again increased.
"We've got to do something," Buffy said as she turned towards her lover and the last of the Saiyans, Belmovekk, whom she always called Moe, "Anything!"
The big Saiyan didn't immediately reply. Instead he picked up his Stetson from the ground, dusted it off and put it on his head.
"There is nothing we can do," the big Saiyan said stoically, "the game is over, Cell has won. Of sorts."
"This doesn't sound anything like your usual obsessive self," Piccolo said, more baffled then angry.
"It's the truth, ain't it?" Moe said straightening his Stetson.
When the Androids had first emerged on the scene the Z fighters had easily dispatched the first batch. The second batch on the other hand proved far more difficult to beat, beating the crap out of all of them. And then, as they were licking their wounds, trying to come up with a way to defeat the androids Cell happened.
While Vegeta and his alternate reality son were inside the Room of Spirit and Time Cell made a move for the androids, absorbing Android #17. He then tried to absorb Android #18 but then Goku stepped in and bought enough time for the female android to escape. But he did so at the cost of his life. As he did Gohan went berserk and attacked the biological android. Had Piccolo been able to stop Gohan he would have, even if it had cost him his life. But his earlier fight trying to stop Cell from absorbing #17 had nearly killed him and it was only after Belmovekk had come to his rescue with a senzu afterwards that brought the mighty Namek back into the fight.
After the demise of both Goku and Gohan it fell to Vegeta and Trunks to save the planet. And initially it seemed like Vegeta would do so easily. Beating semi-perfect Cell around like his personal punching bag. But then the unthinkable happened. Cell persuaded Vegeta to let him go in exchange for a fair fight, a test of his mettle. Upon which Trunks tried to stop Cell and ended up in a fight with own father.
As the two Saiyans fought each other to the death Cell almost managed to absorb Android #18, the ditz not having run away during the fight between Vegeta and Cell. She had been too engrossed in the fight to notice that Krillin had snuck upon her, with the deactivation controller. When she did saw to her horror she saw him standing there holding the controller. Which he then threw to the ground. Which was exactly the same time Cell spotted her and raced towards her.
Just as Krillin was about to smash the controller when something blurred in front of him and Belmovekk materialized out of nowhere using instant transmission, snatched the controller and deactivated Android #18. And then, before Krillin could do anything, he blasted the android into nothingness.
That had been the moment the game had changed completely.
Overcome with anger Krillin then decked Belmovekk and sent him flying into a nearby hill side.
It was probably what had saved his life.
As Cell landed in front of Krillin he found nothing left of Android #18. Nothing he could absorb at least that would finalize his transformation. Faced with the knowledge that perfection was now beyond him, that little to nothing remained of the android, he lashed out at the being in front of him and impaled him on his tail. And sucked him completely dry.
As he did Cell realized that while he could no longer reach his perfect form, he might still increase his power by absorbing others. And it just so happened that the remaining Z-fighters had incredibly strong life force inside them. Krillin alone gave him power equal to plundering the life force of a major city. Which meant that the others could give him even greater boosts.
That was the moment Cell came after all of them.
Faced with absorption Vegeta halted his fight with his son. The two of them were still stronger then Cell but Cell now went back into hiding, again attacking cities all over the planet, building up his own power to match that of the Saiyans.
As Belmovekk and Buffy went into the Room of Spirit and Time the remaining Z-fighters went after Cell, before he got too strong for them to handle. While in Asia Cell tricked Tien by taking Chaozu. Ignoring the others Tien flew right into Cell's trap and significantly increased his strength again.
Next one to fall was Yamcha. Yamcha had long believed himself to be inferior to the others and elected not to go with the others as Cell lured them to New York. Instead Cell hit San Francisco and Yamcha fell trying to defend his former love Bulma. His sacrifice in vain as Bulma still got absorbed as well. That broke Trunks' spirit and the young man went after Cell alone.
So once Belmovekk and Buffy emerged from the Room of Spirit and Time they found the Z fighters reduced to just them and Vegeta and Piccolo. And half of the world's population gone.
Since he was still the strongest Vegeta insisted the four of them take on Cell head on. He raided the CNN studios in Atlanta to send a broadcast across the world telling Cell to meet him head on amidst the ruins of San Francisco and for once Cell obliged.
In hindsight Vegeta's plan was as boneheaded as it was stupid. But it was the only plan they had. They were to engage Cell and distract Cell for long enough so he could increase his power to the absolute maximum his body could take. It made him slow as hell but his plan didn't call for speed. Just raw power.
As the others kept Cell busy Vegeta charged his most potent attack, the Final Flash, while he was at his most potent himself. He then fired the attack at Cell and hit him head on. Just as planned.
As the dust settled Cell had survived, be it heavily damaged. Naturally Vegeta couldn't resist gloating. And just as should have been planned that was his cardinal mistake.
His gloating bought time for Cell to regenerate. Cell then revealed that Vegeta's power was nothing compared to his son and his son's power already had been comfortably absorbed. And then, with the others still beaten from having fought Cell before the monster threw himself at Vegeta, easily beat the Saiyan prince and then proceeded to suck him dry. And feel the Saiyan's power coarse through him.
Which led the remaining three Z fighters to their current predicament.
"So we're just going to stand here and wait for him to finish absorbing Vegeta's energy?," Buffy yelled angrily.
"I didn't say we'd do that now would we?" Belmovekk said, then he held one hand towards Buffy, "Come, we're going."
"Where too," Piccolo asked, "there's nowhere to go through, no place to hide any more."
"We're not going to hide," Belmovekk said calmly, "We're going back to the Lookout."
As Buffy and Piccolo touched him the three of them winked out of existence. Leaving only a grinning Cell as he discarded Vegeta's empty husk.
"The Lookout, huh," the monster smirked, "Well, count me in on that party."
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"Moe, what are we going to do?" Buffy asked as the trio materialized on the Lookout.
"Get Alex," Belmovekk said, "We're getting out of here."
"But whe….," Buffy protested but Belmovekk hushed her up.
"Alex! Now!" he said and she gave in, running away to get her son, stashed by her upon the Lookout.
"Getting out to where?" Piccolo asked suspiciously, "There is nowhere to go. When Cell took out San Francisco he also leveled Capsule Corp. Both Trunks' space/time ship and the space ship Bulma's father built are gone. There is no way off this planet other then the Dragonballs. And with Kami gone they're inert."
"There is another way," Belmovekk said, "And you know it. You once told me, remember?"
Piccolo gave Belmovekk an odd look, then his eyes widened in horror.
"You're crazy," he said horrified, "Not even someone as crazy as you could even begin to think of what you're implying."
"I have never been more clear in my life," Belmovekk said sternly.
"Not them," Piccolo said as he shook his head, "Not those bastards."
"The same," Belmovekk nodded, "And I need you to bring them to me."
"You can't use them," Piccolo said vehemently, "They'll tear the planet apart!"
"This planet is already falling apart!" Belmovekk yelled back, "Does it matter if it's because of us or Cell? We've lost! It's game over! All that's left is damage control."
"You can't be serious," Piccolo countered, "If we use the black star Dragonballs it will tear the planet apart. You said blowing the planet up was bad. Bad mojo would happen if this planet got blown up. Something about two competing destinies getting overturned by a new third one, remember?"
Belmovekk briefly closed his eyes, then he spoke in a calm voice.
"Piccolo, this planet, this whole universe was created when some ditz made a wish to a powerful vengeance demon. It was supposed to be an overlay on the real world, instead it became a universe of its own. But not even the most powerful vengeance demon can create a complete universe, with its billions of galaxies. This whole universe is less then two years old. It consists of an expanding bubble with a cross section of less then four lightyears. It does so because this universe is less then two years old."
"That's ridiculous," Piccolo countered, "I remember everything, a whole life, the battles on Namek."
"And those probably happened just as you remembered in some other reality," Belmovekk said, "but you and me only came into existence when that ditz made a wish and that vengeance demon turned what might have been into reality."
"And what makes you so sure?" Piccolo asked.
"Because I was there at the time that vengeance demon made that wish and Giles showed me the evidence," Belmovekk said, "Because Buffy spent more then a year in that other reality, the one that this one is an alternate version off. And because I haven't heard a single word from either those two necessities or my Master Aldur, for more then two years."
"That's thin, Belmovekk, really thin," Piccolo said frowning.
"Well, it's the best we've got!" Belmovekk said angry, "Because I've got news for you, Piccolo, this world is doomed. Cell is coming for us right now, and having just absorbed Vegeta there's nothing we can do to stop him. He will come here, absorb us and then he will learn of the black star Dragonballs. Once he does he will them to destroy this planet and cross over to that other reality. Because he knows there's nothing for him here and everything for him there. It might even be that there Android #18 might still be there. Waiting for him to attain perfection."
"Well, he's not going to learn that from me, that's for sure," Piccolo said resolute, "I'll kill myself before that happens."
Belmovekk leaned over and looked Piccolo in the eyes with a straight face.
"I won't," he said calmly, "he'll rip that knowledge from me, get those black stars and rape the shit out of a whole other universe. Why do you think I told out aloud where we were going. He'll be here any moment. So, are you going to get those black stars or not?"
Piccolo looked at Belmovekk with real horror.
"You're a real bastard, you know that?"
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Carrying Alex, her son, Buffy ran back towards where Moe and Piccolo were. She knew he had to have a plan. Somehow Moe had a plan to deal with Cell. It just had to be! The alternative didn't even bear thinking.
As she came towards the large plaza where Moe and Piccolo had been she found Piccolo putting the last of seven large gold colored spheres to the ground. They looked suspiciously much like the Dragonballs, down to the exact size.
"I don't understand," Buffy said not sure, "I thought the Dragonballs were gone? Gone when Pickles over there absorbed Kami. How can they be back?"
"They're not, Buffy," Moe said calmly as he briefly examined one of the spheres, "These aren't normal Dragonballs."
"Those were normal?" Buffy said bewildered, "I never thought those things were normal to begin with."
"There are the black star Dragonballs," Piccolo said. Then as Buffy examined them closer she noticed that the normally red stars inside the spheres were ink black.
"That doesn't look good," she said apprehensive, "that looks anything but good. In fact it looks bad. Master vampire bad. A whole nest of master vampires bad. Lothos bad."
"You're right," Piccolo chortled, "these babies are anything but good. I created these when I still had evil inside. Seriously bad evil. These were the reason why Kami split me off him. As long as I was split up these babies were just stone. But when I reunited these became active again."
"What do they do?" Buffy asked wearily.
"Anything you want," Piccolo said with just a little too much emphasis on the word anything for comfort, "Bring people back from the death as many times as you want. Punch a hole through reality. Create new realities."
"Then why haven't we…," Buffy said, then she stopped and looked at the black star Dragonballs again, "I get it, there's a price, right? Otherwise you would have used them by now? So, what's the price? People die if you use them?"
"She's very perceptive," Piccolo said approvingly towards Moe.
"When she wants to," Moe nodded, then he nodded again, "Let's get this started."
As Piccolo proceeded to place the black star Dragonballs into a circle Moe took Buffy and Alex apart.
"Moe, what's the price," Buffy said with growing apprehension, "You're planning something which I won't like. You have that face again. You've got that 'I'm up to something which Buffy won't like' face again. What are you up to?"
"We've lost, Buffy," Moe said and put on a tired looking smile, "We've lost and Cell's coming. We're not going to be able to stop him. He will come here, absorb us and become the biggest and strongest freak in the universe as he's always wanted. And there's nothing we can do to stop it. He's going to absorb Piccolo, me, you and Alex. And I'll be damned if I were to let that happen. I promised to keep you and Alex save, didn't I? Didn't I swore an oath?"
"You swear a lot of things, I'm not keeping track of all of them," Buffy said as a tear began to roll from her left eye, "What's the price, Moe."
"The price for using the black star Dragonballs is that which ever planet they get used on will be blown up," Moe said calmly.
"You…., you're saying that you're going to blow up Earth?" Buffy said incredulously, "That's not much of a plan, Moe. You're not saving the Earth by blowing it up, that's for sure."
"Well, I do lack the time and rituals to activate that Acathla statue that we hid last year," Moe said straight-faced, "And I don't think you would like the end result either."
"But…., blowing up…., Earth?" Buffy asked astonished.
"We've lost, Buffy," Belmovekk said, "Cell's won and the Earth is doomed either way. But I can still save you and Alex and take that bastard to Hell with us."
"No! Bad plan," Buffy said as she vehemently shook her head, "Extremely bad plan! Why only us, why not all of us?"
"Because it may not be enough," Moe answered, "Cell might survive the Earth blowing up."
Then think of another plan!" Buffy said frantic, "Any plan but this one! Not thi….."
Before she knew what happened Belmovekk hit her on the back of her head and it was lights out for Buffy. As she fell forward Belmovekk caught her and Alex.
"Goodbye, dearest," Belmovekk said gently as he placed her and Alex on the ground, "Try to live a good life for the both of us. And you, little Alex, take care of your mother for me. Then Belmovekk kissed the both of them.
"Wait until I'm busy," Belmovekk said towards Piccolo, "Then call forth the dragon. And we'll take that bastard with us."
"I will," Piccolo nodded in agreement.
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Cell had almost reached the Lookout, seeing the massive structure float in the distance when suddenly Belmovekk materialized in front of him, causing Cell to halt in mid air.
"This is as far as you will go," Belmovekk said.
"And who's going to stop me?" Cell snorted incredulously.
"I will," Belmovekk said resolute, "I, Belmovekk, son of Rabar, disciple of Aldur and Child of Grey."
"Yeah, whatever," Cell said, pretending to yawn, "I had the royal family this morning for breakfast. So excuse me if titles don't impress me any more."
"I don't need titles to stop you," Belmovekk said, "just a fighting chance."
"So, you're a windbag, just like Vegeta," Cell chuckled ruefully, "Okay, I'll bite. Both Piccolo and the girl are less powerful then you. I don't think there's a whole lot they can do but hide. And I'll find then anyway. Show me what you can do Saiyan. Show me that you're not the let down that Goku and Vegeta were."
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As Buffy came to her senses she found Alex sitting next to her, looking kinda worried at mommy.
"Alex, why….," Buffy said groggy, then it hit upon her, "Moe?"
Next came the sound of a distant thunder.
CRACK!
Instinctively reaching out Buffy picked up Alex and looked to the source of the sound. In the distance, far away, she could see two blurs moving almost too fast for the human eye to follow.
But her senses could. And she didn't like what they told her.
"MOE!" she called out, then she looked aside, towards Piccolo, "You've got to help him."
"It is too late, Slayer," Piccolo said shaking his head, it's too late for us all."
Then she noticed the seven black star Dragonballs. They were glowing.
"What have you done?" she cried aghast.
"It's the end, Slayer," Piccolo said dejected, "He's coming. The black dragon's coming."
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Cell was busy battling Belmovekk when suddenly the skies darkened.
"What's this trickery?" Cell said as he disengaged, "This is almost like someone's using the Dragonballs."
"Maybe it's not trickery at all," Belmovekk said as he wiped away the blood from his many wounds from his face and began to grin, "Maybe it is exactly what it seems."
"But that's impossible," Cell countered, "The Dragonballs were created by Kami. When Piccolo absorbed Kami they became inert. There's no way you could be using them! My data is quite clear on that!"
"Silly android," Belmovekk said as he began to laugh, "Have you ever considered that your data may be wrong?"
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Suddenly the Dragonballs erupted and the dragon shot forth from them into the heavens.
Buffy had once seen Shenlon, the dragon of the other Dragonballs, but this one was massive. It just kept on going like there was no end to it. If Shenlon was a sky scraper then this was one was the size of Manhattan.
"Not good," Buffy said slowly, then she gripped Alex tighter as if to instinctively to protect him from this massive beast.
Bigger and bigger this massive dragon grew until he was coiled all around the Lookout.
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"Impossible," Cell said astounded as saw the massive red dragon envelop the Lookout.
As he did he failed to notice that behind him Belmovekk was gathering in his energies.
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"WHO HAS AWAKENED ME FROM MY SLUMBER?" the black star Dragon thundered.
This thing can do anything, right?" Buffy asked Piccolo.
"Yes," Piccolo replied.
"Well, why don't we ask it to kill Cell instead?" Buffy asked.
"It will still blow us all up to kingdom come," Piccolo growled, "And I would then have to suffer Belmovekk eternally in the afterlife for getting you and the brat killed as well."
Piccolo looked towards the Black Star dragon.
"It is I, Piccolo, your creator, who called you," Piccolo called out to the dragon, "I want you to….."
"I wish for you to transport my son Alex to the universe that I visited two years ago!" Buffy interjected, then she looked at Piccolo and grinned, "I will not leave you and Moe behind. As long as Alex is safe I don't care what happens."
Piccolo facepalmed himself.
"You are a pain in the ass, do you know that?" he said exasperated.
"The best!" Buffy grinned again, then she looked at Alex, "Sorry Alex, but I know the people you're going too and they will look after you."
Then Piccolo un-facepalmed himself and began to grin back.
"You're also quite dense," he grinned, "You didn't identify yourself as the dragon's caller."
It took a few seconds for the implications to sink in, then Buffy's face contorted into a scream.
"Dark Shenlon," Piccolo called out, "I want you to transport this woman and her child to the reality that she visited two years ago. That is my wish."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Buffy yelled.
"YOUR WISH IS GRANTED."
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That was one massive huge ass dragon, Cell thought as he observed the massive red dragon forming around the Lookout. It's head alone was bigger then the Lookout. That was some serious power being put on display. Maybe if he….. No! He couldn't! There was no way that his creator had planned for the possibility that he might have the chance to absorb the eternal dragon.
Then the dragon disappeared as rapidly as it had come and the seven Dragonballs dispersed into all directions. One whizzed right by him and he caught it. To his surprise he saw it was still active. It hadn't turned to stone.
"I could use this," Cell mused aloud, "If I can gather these Dragonballs I can recall that dragon and absorb it. I'd become the ultimate power in the universe."
A loud crackle behind him made Cell turn around and face the Saiyan again.
"I wouldn't count on it if I were you, Cell," Belmovekk sniggered, his golden aura now blazing harder then ever, "Those aren't your regular Dragonballs you know."
It was then that Cell noticed the three black stars inside them, instead of the normal red ones.
"So what's the difference?" Cell asked.
"Oh, nothing much," Belmovekk grinned, then he looked to the Earth below, "Just that if you use them there's this little side effect of blowing up the planet you're on."
Cell looked at the Dragonballs, then at the planet below. Where cracks were beginning to form on the continent below, like the planet was falling apart.
"Who designs such a stupid thing?" Cell said flabbergasted, then he noticed that Belmovekk was now at full power. Next thing he threw away the Dragonball and let it plummet to the disintegrating Earth below.
"Well, played Saiyan," Cell said just before both Belmovekk and the Earth blew themselves up in sync, "Well played."
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The Wishverse, three weeks later.
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"There's absolutely nothing left," Belmovekk said after Trunks had flown his space/time craft through the rubble that used to be Earth.
"Were you expecting anything else," Trunks asked surprised, "After all the whole planet blew apart."
"I was expecting at least the Earth's core to still be intact," Belmovekk said peering into the debris field.
"Why would that survive?" Trunks asked, "I thought Cell had blown up the entire planet."
"Despite constant talk of any of us blowing up the planet, planets are surprisingly tough things to blow up," the Saiyan explained, "The Earth's moon was formed after another planet collided with Earth and not only did Earth survive, it reformed while some of the debris coalesced into the moon. So I have read."
"Ah," Trunks said, "So why is that important again?"
"If my counterpart destroyed Cell at the surface the core should have more or less survived intact. Since the whole planet is gone that proved Piccolo and the girl were correct about those black star Dragonballs."
"I shudder to think a set of those abominable things also exist back at your reality," Trunks shuddered.
"Well, now that they've been reminded that they still exist Piccolo and Dendé are working non-stop to deactivate them," Belmovekk said as he slumped in his seat.
"So, now that the planetology lesson is over, when are we going to look for the remains of Cell?" Trunks asked, "Wasn't that the whole purpose of our trip?"
"Well, excuse me for wanting to know what blew up the planet, my counterpart or those black star Dragonballs?" Belmovekk said with mock indignation, then he pointed to the starboard, "Besides, he's over there. I sensed him the moment we arrived here."
"What?" Trunks yelped horrified, "And you didn't think to mention this to me?"
"He is not that strong," Belmovekk snorted.
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Future Bulma's space/machine wasn't meant to be taken into space, or to maneuver in it. Taken that into consideration Trunks did an excellent flying his craft to the location of Cell's remains.
Only once he was close did he sense them himself.
"That's Cell alright," he said, "although not his perfect form."
"We should be glad," Belmovekk said as he patted the young man on the shoulder, "If he were perfect we wouldn't be having this conversation."
"But he's still not regenerated," Trunks exclaimed as he saw Cell's remains, an embryonic form only two foot large, float in space, "Even in his semi-perfect form it shouldn't have taken this long for him to regrow."
"But you keep forgetting his regenerating skills are based on Piccolo's," Belmovekk said, "his space survival only comes from Freeza. And while Freeza doesn't regenerate, Namekians don't do so well in space either. Oxygen is need for the regenerating process."
Trunks turned around and glared angrily at the Saiyan.
"You knew! I was worried sick that this Cell might regenerate and be waiting for us and you were content to take this slow. Couldn't you at least tell me?"
"And ruin this surprise?" Belmovekk grinned, then he patted Trunks on the shoulder again, "If it's any consolation you can do the honors."
"God I hope Mayan takes after her mother," Trunks muttered aggrieved as the both of them put on breathing masks. Then after they did Trunks opened the canopy, charged a strong attack and fired it at Cell's floating remains.
As the attack hit the embryonic monster for a moment nothing happened, then it slowly but surely began to cook away, until nothing was left. Firing the attack for another minute to make sure not a single cell had survived Trunks then closed the canopy and restored oxygen in the craft again.
"There, it's done," he said, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Now there's just the Cell in your own reality," Belmovekk said cheerfully.
"Oh god," Trunks sighed and softly bumped his head on the controls. As he did Belmovekk looked outside and pointed to a large piece of the former planet Earth passing by.
"I think Sunnydale just passed us by."
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