Okay here it is another update. It's been a few days so I had some ideas playing around in my mind. Mostly about riding a shopping cart down a hill and trust me that was a bad idea. It was fun…but my poor arm is paying for it….but enough about me let's respond to my review!

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Chapter 9

Mirai lay in bed wide awake. The images of his grandmothers death at the hands of Freeza played in his mind like a twisted broken record. The way his family had been acting recently was no help either.

It was strange but lately he had been having black outs and other images flashing in his mind. Strange things, a foot slipping on a tile, a dish being broken in slow motion, strange simple things of that sort. When he would come back to everyone would look rather shocked at him. They would watch him closely, ask him what he was thinking about constantly, and sometimes he would come back from a blackout and be someplace he never remembered going and usually his father looked ready to kill him.

Cell, he was doing that with the talisman, but lately he could feel less and less of the objects magic and more and more like it was his own mind doing it. Of course that was the talismans job. It was to start off strong and slowly back down letting your own mind create it's own insanity. What Mirai was getting wasn't insanity, it was flashes from the past. Usually he saw the future, but there was something more disturbing about the past.

He got up out of bed, it was 12am, he wondered down the hall. He needed help, badly, but he did not want to get rid of Cell just yet. No, he had a plan, he wanted to get him back for it, so he would do it the only way he knew how.

Knock, Knock.

Vegeta sat up and saw his future son come busting in through the door. "What is it," he yelled, "can't you see I am trying to sleep." Bulma sat up a bit and looked at the two standing in the room.

"Do you two mind taking this downstairs, I have work in a few hours." She lay her head down and the father and son walked down to the kitchen. Mirai paced the floor a bit thinking of a good way to put this. Vegeta stood by the island counter with his arms crossed waiting for an explanation as to why he was up so early in the morning.

"I have a problem," he said. He wanted to mentally kick himself for starting off with stating the obvious.

"Yea, no shit Sherlock, did you figure that one out on your own?" Sarcasm dripped from his voice.

"Just listen for a moment. I have a problem with Cell. He must have gotten a hold of a Tremere vampire because he has a talisman that manipulates the mind." Vegeta lifted an eyebrow.

"Okay," he said slowly, "are you sure you don't want me to take you to a hospital somewhere?"

"No, listen, he told me about it at that party, I don't really know much about it but I think he has been using it on me. It screws with your head. It's voodoo magic that was made spacifically for Malkavians. As you know we have the ability to see into the future. Well this talisman was made to use on Malkavians as a form of torture. Instead of the future they see into the past. Usually another personality is triggered to share what they saw but the drawback to it is it makes you go further into insanity to the point where they are almost catatonic and homicidal.

When that happens the caster usually uses it to control the vampire they have tortured and use them for whatever purpose they would have for a seer."

"Well let's solve the problem before it gets worse and get rid of cell," snapped Vegeta, "I don't know why you would let something like this continue but you are driving me up the wall!"

"How do you purpose we do that?"

"We'll kill him you dope!"

"No, absolutely not! We need to get rid of that talisman is what we need to do!"

"Why do you keep him around!? What the fuck is wrong with you!"

"I need him!"

"Jesus Christ! For what!? What could you possibly need from him!?" Mirai stood back a moment in shock but regained his posture. His eyes half drooped, his back relaxed to where he was almost leaning back, and the ghost smile he often wore when he was ready to give an answer that would undoubtedly irritate the older saiyan.

"Well," he said, "what can I say, I'm bored, I need him around for my own entertainment."

"Yea, never mind the fact that he is causing a personality in you to take over!"

"What," asked Mirai lifting his brow. Vegeta's arms crossed his chest as they often do.

"What do you mean, what? Why do you think happens when you have those black outs?" Mirai's ghost smile grew more. His sharp canines glistened in the moons light shining in through the sliding glass door.

"Well, well, I think he is really getting to me then. It's just that more interesting. In any case I can't get a hold of that talisman. I need you to get a hold of it."

"Why would I do that? You go destroy it yourself. While you're at it, do me a favor, and get rid of Cell or I will do it myself."

"I can't very well do that myself now can I. It is kind of hard to get a hold of it when he could very well use it if he sees me. Right now I'm not worried about Cell getting killed. If it is that important to you to make me unbelievably bored then fine. I don't know what makes you think I can really stop you, you're way stronger then I. What has really been standing between you and killing Cell, I don't really know."

Vegeta's back stiffened. He wasn't quite sure how to even answer that. It was true, he was more powerful then Mirai, so what's been stopping him? No thought Vegeta this is exactly how he wants you to think. Come on Vegeta don't listen to him he has a trick up his sleeve.

With that thought he gave his son a big uncharacteristic grin. Mirai returned it with a twisted up smile. "When you put it that way son, I hope you like that strait jacket. Don't worry, your mother, Trunks, and I will come visit you everyday." With that he turned around to leave but just as he went to open the door Mirai opened his mouth again.

"Well if you're scared of Cell I can-" He didn't even finished. Vegeta had zoomed passed him and out the door toward Roshi's island. Mirai smiled at his success and turned to follow.

Vegeta looked a mix of determination and fury. When he was done killing Cell he was going to bury Mirai so far under the earth, Shenron wouldn't be able to help him. Mirai followed close behind his father with a wicked smile, everything was going to plan so far. Oh, Cell should have known better then to mess with his head like that, if there was one thing he could not stand it was people taking advantage of his fragile state of mind.

The two arrived and Vegeta picked up a rock and threw it through the attic window.

"Dad," yelled Mirai, "what are you doing!?"

"What's it look like I'm doing you fool! I'm getting that monster up. CELL GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE AND BRING THAT NECKLAS THING WITH YOU!"
A light came on in the house and Cell could be heard in a groggy voice yelling back. "VEGETA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! IT'S ALMOST 2 IN THE MORNING!"

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'M DOING! I'M HERE TO KILL YOU AND DISTROY THAT TALISMAN! GET YOUR ASS UP AND GET OUT HERE AND FIGHT ME!"

"Dad, have you lost your mind!? You're going to wake them all up!"

"Who cares?"

"WHERE WOULD YOU SUPPOSE WE FIGHT AT THIS HOUR YOU MORON!"

"RIGHT HERE ON THE ISLAND GENIUS!"

"Dad you can't fight him right here on the island," Mirai was not planning on waking up the whole Roshi house at this time in the morning and he certainly didn't put room in his schedule to destroy Roshi's island.

"Son, you are really crazy and should just go back to your thoughts about hamsters taking over the world or whatever. This is grown up time now."

"Don't mock me," he protested, "and hamsters are not going to take over the world you kook! Ducks are, everyone knows it, right….?"

Vegeta just shook his head and turned his attention back to the house. It was silent for a moment.

"IS THAT MIRAI TRUNKS OUT THERE?"

"YEA, HE IS STANDING RIGHT HERE BITCH!"

"HI CELL," yelled Mirai waving at the window with the light on. A shadow of a hand waved back from where Cell was sleeping.

"HI TRUNKS. ARE YOU GUYS HERE BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN MESSING WITH YOUR MENTALITY?"

"YEA PRETTY MUCH. YO WHAT ARE YOU DOING TOMORROW ANYWAY! I REALLY DO NEED YOU TO GET OUT OF MY HEAD CAUSE I THINK YOU ARE CAUSING A PERSONALITY TO SURFUCE. WAS THINKING I WOULD COME OVER AND DISTORY IT MYSELF SENSE MY PSYCHOTIC DAD IS TRYING TO DISTORY THE WHOLE ISLAND. I WOULD RATHER YOU DIDN'T MESS WITH MY HEAD WHILE I'M OVER HERE THOUGH IF YOU DON'T MIND."

Silence again.

"I DON'T KNOW, PROBABLY SOME LAUNDRY-"

"WHY DON'T YOU THREE YELL AT EACH OTHER OUTSIDE," came the voice of Oolong.

"PLEASE DO," joined Roshi, "WE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP!"

"OH NOW YOU WANT TO SLEEP," came Chaotzue, "A MOMENT AGO YOU WHERE BUSY JERKING OFF TO THAT UGLY BITCH ON THE TV!"

"FUCK YOU CHAOTZUE," yelled Cell on Roshi's behalf, "ANN HATHAWAY IS FUCKING HOT!"

"I'M AFRAID I'M WITH CELL ON THIS ONE," yelled Vegeta, "ANN HATHAWAY IS A FINE ASS BITCH!"

"HA," yelled Roshi, "THREE TO ONE, SUCK ON THAT CHAOTZUE."

"I DON'T REALLY CARE RIGHT NOW I JUST WANT TO GET SOME SLEEP," yelled Chaotzue.

"EVEYRONE SHUT UP," yelled Oolong. The front door came open and out came Cell in a pink bathrobe that had some serious plushage going on. His pink house shoes were even pulshalicious. Vegeta almost pissed himself laughing at the sight.

"Cell," said Mirai shacking his head, "you have green skin. You can't where pink."

"Hey, it's not easy being green, nothing matches!"

"Why not black," asked Vegeta between laughs and breaths.

"They didn't have black. It only came in pink, sunburst orange, and bright yellow."

Vegeta was having a laughing fit. The image of Cell in any of those colors caused his sides to hurt. He was laughing so hard the blood was rushing to his head. Mirai was snickering a bit. Cell was fuming now. How dare they laugh at such a perfect being!

Mirai stopped snickering and used this moment to snatch the talisman from Cell. Cell was to busy yelling at Vegeta to shut up to notice the item being unhooked from his neck.

Then to Mirai's horror, it was a circle clasp! Danm those where hard to get undone. He got it just as Cell had spun around. Mirai made himself invisible immediately. Not really his original plan, which was to have his dad beat the monster almost to death then take the talisman, but this worked just as well.

"Where did Trunks go," he asked. Vegeta stopped laughing for a moment and looked around. He had just vanished in thin air. The two looked around for him. Mirai took this moment to keep Cell from getting killed. He took a rock and bashed Vegeta in the back of the head with it. Vegeta spun around in a sloppy fashion.

"No Miss Butterworth, that's plenty of syrup and jam." Vegeta fell on the sand, he was out cold. A large painful looking lump formed from his head.

"Trunks," said Cell, "why didn't you just hit him in the back of the neck, you could seriously injure someone like that."

"Oh seriously, when did you start caring? Besides, I tried that back of the neck thing once and it ended up killing the other person."

Cell blinked a couple of times anime style then pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm going back to bed. This is too much." He turned around and shut the door behind him. His light went out.

"HEY," yelled Roshi, "DID YOU KILL YOUR DAD FOR REAL?"

"NO," yelled Trunks.

"DAMMIT TRUNKS WHAT GOOD ARE YOU!?" Trunks rolled his eyes. He picked up his dad and proceeded home. He put his dad on the couch. Bulma, who had been waiting for them to return, almost screamed at the sight of her lover.

"He isn't dead, just got hit with a rock." Bulma sighed in relief. Trunks took the talisman and threw it on the pavement causing it to break. Well life can get back to normal if only for 5 or 6 hours.