The Fun that is this story: I love this so much. Teehee. Anyway, this chapter is a bit short compared to the rest I've been putting out, but it'd continue on too much if I didn't end it where I did. Enjoy and review 3 hehe.
Chapter 11: Murder on the Front
I drew my eyes away from Cell's shoulder and glanced upwards. I saw absolutely nothing besides the scattered clouds that slowly drifted along the blue sky. I couldn't doubt his perception, though, since he's been right every other time something's come up. I was beginning to realize that this was more of a bad situation than even I had originally thought. I found myself stepping closer to him though in case something horrible was about to happen…again.
"Cell, who is it?" I asked in a subdued voice.
At first he didn't reply, but the smirk on his face made me think that it wasn't all that concerning. Finally he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. "Ah, I'm going to enjoy this."
I couldn't understand what he meant by that. I looked at the distant sky again and squinted my eyes nearly shut as if it'd help me see further. Finally, though, I saw two white dots heading towards us. The lights became bigger and soon I realized they were people…humans.
The two landed not far in front of us and I was amazed at what I saw. A boy with lavender hair stood with his hands by his side and his face looking calm yet angry at the same time. The other was a girl who was nearly half his height and looked much younger. He was probably in his late teens and she was definitely not even 12. I couldn't imagine what they would want with either of us.
"I think this guy should be next, Trunks," the girl said to the other. She balled her hands into fists and leaned over as if extremely angry and was ready to burst into a random assault. I had to laugh at the bandana around her head and the chain hanging from her pockets. "Who do you think this guy is?"
Cell snickered and didn't allow the boy to answer. "If you don't know who I am, then perhaps you should question your friends. And then you may also want to reconsider approaching me since neither of you will have a chance."
"Oh stuff your ugly face," the girl blurted out and Cell's eyes quickly narrowed. I watched his expression for a long moment waiting for him to say something else, but he didn't.
"Pan, we should wait for back up," the boy said. "I know who this guy is."
"Yeah? Who then?" She asked.
"That's Cell," he replied. "The guy your dad killed when he was a kid."
This girl Pan's eyes lit up and she looked gleeful. From what this Trunks guy said she was the daughter of the boy who beat Cell during the Cell Games. I couldn't remember what that kid's name was, but I had a feeling I'd learn soon enough.
"So," she started, now looking very cocky and proud. "My dad killed you, huh? You're not all that powerful then."
"Ah, so you're Gohan's daughter," Cell said with a smirk. "Where is your loving father? I dare hope he's on his way here too."
"He's busy taking care of your scummy friends!" She yelled out and shook a fist at him. "And he'll be here to pull you into a dozen pieces too!"
"I'm sure," Cell said and proceeded to push me away with his arm. He stepped forward and cracked his neck rather loudly. "Then lets see how he reacts when he sees his daughter dead."
The Trunks kid leapt forward at that point and changed completely. His hair stood straight up and turned a bright golden yellow. He yelled out and prepared to attack, but before he could finish swinging his arm Cell had disappeared. I held my hand over my mouth when I saw him come back to pick up the girl and hold her tightly in his arms.
"Now Trunks," he said in a voice that was different from his normal tone. He sounded evil…so evil it scared me. He changed in a heartbeat and looked as if he was going to murder them. "I don't advise you to do anything stupid. One move and she's gone."
"You hurt her and I'll kill you," Trunks snarled.
"No, you won't," Cell said with a large smile. "You see, this is what your future self had done…he thought he could take me down, but he underestimated me. You, on the other hand, haven't even taken the time to realize that I'm far stronger than you and your little girlfriend here combined."
"Dad!" Pan screamed out and everyone looked up when we saw a shadow hanging over the grassy surface we stood on. Above us hovered a man in his early thirties, wearing a shirt and tie and nicely pressed pants. He had oversized glasses on his face and he looked like some horribly boring professor I would've had at school.
"Ah, Gohan," Cell said and stood up. "It's so nice to see you again."
"Let her go, Cell," Gohan said in an aggravated, but nervous tone. I could tell that he feared his daughter's life, but he stood there proud of his history against this android. I wondered how much stronger he was now.
My question was answered moments later. "I see that you've grown weaker!" Cell said cheerfully. "So what's your plan? Are you all going to gang up on me and try that way? Why not go find Goku and tell him to show himself. It's him I want, not you three pathetic wimps."
"Hey! I'm not a wimp!" Pan yelled as she wriggled in Cell's strong arms. "And my Grandpa can kick your ass any day!"
"I'll give you one more chance Cell," Gohan threatened. "Either let her go or suffer."
"I'll take my chances with the latter," he snickered and created a little light ball in his hand.
Gohan and Trunks darted forward together quickly and what looked strongly. Cell though, was playing dirty. He tossed the young girl at Trunks and the boy was forced to back down and catch her. Gohan continued his assault, but Cell ducked and moved to the side quickly. He hovered in the air and the ball in his hand got bigger. He used the other to do what looked like generate more power into his attack and it doubled in size. Seconds later he tossed it at the two kids.
"NO!" Gohan screamed out when both kids yelled out, the two clutching each other since they had barely had a moment to gain their footing after colliding with each other. There was a large explosion and I was tossed to the ground from the forceful gusts of wind that came from it. I tried to look over but the light was far too bright to deal with and I kept my face buried in my arms until I felt the air die down and everything was quiet.
I looked over my shoulder and nearly gagged. Where the two kids were standing was now just a dark, burnt spot on the ground. They were gone. My eyes had gotten wide and my heart was pounding, but somehow I managed to sit up and look at Gohan. He was fuming…His hands were tightly scrunched into fists and his eyes looked far beyond angry. His hair suddenly grew and turned the same golden color that Trunks's hair had.
"Cell," he growled, "you monster. How….how dare you kill them."
"I'm not playing games with you this time Gohan," Cell said. "I'm not taking chances."
"You'll pay for this!" He snarled and suddenly screamed out in full rage, another large gust of wind sweeping around him and projecting out. At the same time a glow surrounded Cell and soon the two were locked in a heavy battle. Gohan was so angry that he looked as if he was just jumping into the water without coming up for air. I wondered how long he'd last. I remembered a small encounter they had the last time my mother and Cell had met, but Cell had beaten him then. The only thing that could power Gohan, in my opinion, was his rage of seeing his daughter die.
Before I knew it Gohan lay on the ground with a long stream of blood running from his mouth. His glasses had been knocked off and his tie barely hung onto his neck. His shirt was torn and dirty and I could tell that he was hurting. He got to his feet and breathed heavily, his eyes focused on Cell but with less confidence.
I knew that Cell was going to kill this man. I couldn't stand to see another person die today. I don't know what came over me, but I got to my feet and tossed myself into their private circle. I latched onto Cell's arm and his head snapped down to look at me fiercely.
"Please don't do it!" I cried. "Cell, don't kill him!"
"Get away," he snapped and shoved me roughly to the side. "This is none of your business."
"No!" I yelled out and went back to him. "You can't kill him! Just don't…please!"
Cell slapped me away and I fell to the ground. I reached up and felt my face to realize there was a small cut on it that was leaking a decent amount of blood. I yelled out again when he attacked Gohan with full force and made the man fight for his life. He wasn't holding back a single ounce of his strength that I could tell.
I sat up to my knees and cried as I watched in horror. I couldn't bear to see this android kill someone else. I pounded my fist on the ground and felt my knuckles clash together as I did so.
"You poor thing," I heard from behind.
I jumped immediately and turned around to come face to face with the woman known as Jardinai. She snickered at me ruthlessly with her head slightly tilted, the majority of her weight leaning to her right leg and her left hand on her hip.
"Don't come near me," I said in a fairly normal tone, though I'm sure she could tell I was scared shitless. "I swear, I'll scream."
"Go ahead then," she urged. "Call for him. Let's see what he does first—kill off his little foe up there or come rescue your little mortal life. Do you think he actually cares for you?"
"I'm not saying he does," I told her as I slowly got to my feet. "But he hates you and you're going to just piss him off if you touch me."
"Ah, you think you have him wrapped around your finger, don't you?" She smiled and laughed lightly to herself. "Well little human girl, you're about to see Cell's true nature. Remember…you're nothing but his captive slave."
