Flying with a Broken Wing

It is a very bleak day after such a bleak night, the current time is about 8:43 A.M. on the fifth of September 2064 A.D. It has been about three hours since Terry began fiddling with the electrical wiring in this one building, it went on unfinished when that accursed vampire first showed up. He has yet to figure this mess out, nothing but trial and error with only failed results at every turn, he's even managed to shock himself about three times. After all these attempts he should have just given up outright but for some reason he just can't bring himself to stop. It's ironic how he can do things no human could possibly do yet he can't even fix the wiring of one goddamn house by himself with only an "Idiot's guide to Wiring" book he is having trouble even making sense of. This was so much easier when Sammy was here…then in comes Trunks hoping to talk to him.

Trunks Briefs;
"Terry you've been here since last night, drop this crap and come see Chibi."

Terry is just sitting there in the chair, staring at the mess of wiring on the table in front of him not having a clue what he's even doing.

Terry Jones;
"I can't even show my face to her, I put her in that damn neck brace to begin with…."

Trunks Briefs;
"Yes, you did….and sitting here in self exposed exile is not gonna make things any better."

Terry Jones;

Trunks Briefs;
"Look, the others will be here soon and we'll be setting up shop over at the opposite end of this city. When you're ready just come on over, we're here for you alright?"

Terry Jones;
"…alright."

Trunks turns around and is about to leave Terry alone….

Terry Jones;
"Is she going to be alright?"

Trunks Briefs;
"She's a lot tougher than she looks, she just needs to rest in bed for a while that's all."

If only the same could be said for Sammy, hearing that Chibi is at least okay does at least help a little….but the void is even deeper than when Terry lost Virus…only God knows if he'll ever be the same again after this….

Not that Terry is the only one suffering, for because of the very Tyrranux Core imbedded into her very existence even the White Queen is shaken to her very core. It was horrible enough that she was still recovering from her experience with the Beast before, but then to get this telepathic surge she might as well be having an existential crisis with how she's been acting. Her loyal men have not let anyone disturb her regadless of the circumstances…

Ira Gamagori;
"No one is seeing Lady Satsuki, especially not YOU!"

But that sure as hell means nothing to miss Integra who has the brass to park her helicraft right on the deck of the great white carrier's top deck like she owns the vessel. She now stands with her butler right behind her, with cigar in mouth she just looks condescending to the welcoming party in front of her.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"Who are you to say no to me?"

Uzu Sanageyama;
"Look she's not doing too well right now okay?"

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"I don't give a shit if she's come down with the flu, she and I need to talk, NOW."

Ira Gamagori;
"Do we need to have you removed?"

Walter C. Domez;
"You're welcome to try boy, provided you don't mind having an agonizing reeducation in manners!"

And then in comes Ichigo from the crowd, still as imposing as he possibly can he just walks right up to Integra's face. Integra is not the least bit intimidated.

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Just tell us what you want, if your reason is good enough I'll try to get you an audience with her."

As she usually does she takes one puff of her cigar before answering, she even exhales out smoke right into Ichigo's face just for that extra touch of dominant persona.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"Funny enough I'm here for a semi truck she has in her possession. But since I'm here I figured I'd have a heart to heart with my little sister."

Say what now?

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"…..sister?"

Uzu Sanageyama;
"Step sister."

Walter C. Domez;
"Yes they actually grew up together as wards to a surrogate father. Speaking of which how are you old man?"

Oh yeah and Satsuki's butler was on the deck, doing maintenance on one of the satellite relay towers.

Soroi Mitsuzo;
"Better than you think you young wiper snapper, still haven't lost my touch!"

Walter C. Domez;
"But how's your tea? You still making that bitter fluid?"

Soroi Mitsuzo;
"It's the only kind she wants."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Fine whatever. I'll take you to her."

Ira Gamagori;
"Ichigo!"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Stand down, it might actually do our lady some good to get unwanted company."

Ichigo leads Integra into the vessel's lower decks. Eventually they approach her room and after opening the door slowly they find Satsuki there in her white bowel chair. She was absolutely motionless, clutching her ward Sora in her arms like a frightened child holding her teddy bear for comfort, her face is buried in the boy's messy hair. She has been like this since last night. Seeing this sight before her Integra cannot help but feel a great swell of disappointment.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"Twenty years old and you're still such a child, lord knows what he would think seeing you like this."

Satsuki does not even raise her head up.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"…..no smoking please."

Integra complies, snuffing out her cigar against the bottom of her shoe.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"I'm here for that red truck."

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"Then just take it and go, never understood why you left me that useless thing to begin with…"

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"But it's been so long since we've talked, last I checked I'm the last remaining kin you've got."

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"You're not my sister."

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"I'm more of a sister than that dead girl you've never even met."

There is a table next to the chair Satsuki sits in, upon it was a teapot that she just flung right at Integra. It hits the wall exploding into several pieces with what tea was in it splattering all over the wall.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"GET OUT."

At last Satsuki is looking at her set sister, her eyes have such a vicious glare you'd think she was trying to turn Integra to stone. Integra in turn just gives her usual condescending glance.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"It's just that I've grown tired of humoring you, letting you do as you please just because you and I are family. Really I should have just stopped you from even obtaining Junketsu in the first place, ever since you put that parasitic thing on you've been killing yourself with this self destructive crusade of yours. When are you gonna cut the crap? How much more of your fuck ups must you go through before you're satisfied?"

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"And what about you? You really think helping that little monster is gonna save the world?"

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"Yes I do. Unlike you I know better than to whack a beehive repeatedly expecting a different outcome."

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"Fuck you."

It was clear that Satsuki didn't want to talk any further, as such Integra was now heading out.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"When you've finally had enough call me, I'm always here for you."

As Integra and Ichigo leave they close the door, leaving Satsuki alone once more with her still sleeping ward. Lost in her own thoughts she can feel tears start to run down her face, she bites her own lip just to keep herself from whimpering.

Integra now stands in the cargo bay, before her is a great big six wheel long nose semi tucked away in between several other crates of cargo. It is quite a beautiful looking vehicle, even in such a dimly lit place the paint job still seems to shimmer with luster, the cab has a deep vibrant red for its dominant color with quite a bit of vibrant true blue. Even the frame and cab shell display such beauty, the visual motif displaying both technological sophistication as well as raw mechanical strength. Such an utter waste to have this vehicle sitting here like some rusty antique in an attic.

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"So what is this thing for anyway? Not even Satsuki knows what it's for."

Walter C. Domez;
"You wouldn't believe us if we told you. This is literally up there with seeing an elephant fly."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"I'm a human angel half breed, whose sword is a pair of angel wings, after all I've seen nothing would surprise me now."

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"That's what I thought as well….but then I inherited this truck from my surrogate father."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Right….."

Walter C. Domez;
"We best get the bay doors open, being a gentlemen he never did like 'making his own exits'."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"…He?"

Integra is already climbing up to the driver seat door, hopping in she now sits within a rather unusual interior. The dashboard is nothing but hard edged tech, with monitors, do dads and buttons all around. Even the actual seats are technological to the point they are built into the dashboard itself. In front of her is a peculiar panel where the steering wheel should be, instead it's a keyboard with a single monitor. After she presses a few buttons on the keyboard the monitor lights up displaying what appears to be a red emblem of a robot face. The dashboard's radio boots up as well, through it a consciousness speaks to Integra, a deep gruff voice that speaks with such gravitas in tone it immediately commands authority with each syllable.

?;
"Hello Integra."

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"Hello yourself. Had a good rest?"

?;
"Rest would imply I was sleeping, how could I with all this racket your little sister was making?"

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"I was hoping you would have stopped her yourself. After all she's been through she needs intervention."

?;
"I am not her family, for me to intervene would accomplish nothing. No, that man only asked of me to keep an eye on her, to keep her safe from her wicked mother. I was not asked to change her against her will…."

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"And because she is so stubborn you couldn't change her if you tried."

?;
"Precisely…..but what of that man's last gift to you? The vampire?"

She really wishes she didn't put out that cigar, it was the only one she brought and now she could really use it.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"I don't really want to talk about it, long story short he's gone possibly for good. Things have gone so far south that I'm already in need of your help…..so here I am, begging for your help…please….."

She feels so pitiful asking this being for help, for once this otherwise hard and strong general feels vulnerable and weak. To think, she is not even asking for help on her own behalf but on someone else's….

?;
"Begging will never be necessary. I have always been there for those who needed my help, just tell me what you need of me."

Outside the window one could see the bay doors finally opening up letting in a most welcoming light into this dreary cargo hold.

Sir Integra Hellsing;
"Thank you Optimus."

Optimus Prime;
"You are most welcome Integra."

The driver seat door opens, Integra knows she has to get out of the vehicle. When she does the truck starts to make curious sounds, the sounds of giant mechanical parts starting to move and rearrange themselves.

Atop the vessel's upper deck everyone could suddenly hear the sound of footsteps echoing from beneath them. Such an alarming sound they all go to see what was that noise. The only ones not shocked at what they saw were Walter and Soroi, everyone else was speechless.

Nonon Jakuzure;
"What the fuck is that?!"

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Oh you gotta be kidding me."

It was literally a giant metal man walking right out of the cargo bay with Integra close behind, she was easily dwarfed by this giant standing about twenty five feet tall. His very appearance was not of this world, angular and heavy duty in build he not only looked like a humanoid tank but gave off the impression that he could bench press tanks with a mere finger. His body also revealed his ability as a shape shifter, there is little doubt that he was able condense himself into the form of a semi truck. All the young folk are taken back as they watch this grand machine walk around the white vessel, slowly coming around and then slowly climbing up onto the top deck. They could finally see his face, even without a nose or mouth he can still have such a regal face, his eyes were literally illuminating lights that glowed like beacons of hope. It was such a sight to even see this metal titan standing before them….and then the giant walked over to the back of Integra's helicraft and literally breaks his body apart. The pieces reconfiguring themselves into a new shape, after which the new whole attaches to the front of the craft as a new longer nose with extra propulsion engines attached. The young folk were beyond awe struck.

Walter C. Domez;
"As I said, like seeing an elephant fly."

It is a few hours later, back at the underground city we find that Terry has finally rejoined the others. As Trunks said the others had temporarily moved over into the underground city until Chibi got better…..and seeing her in bed looking almost dead is all but soul crushing. Terry just sits there in a chair staring at her, motionless, silent and in a bit of a fetal position upon that chair. He felt quite dead inside and it showed on his face.

Son Goku;
"Hey kid."

In came Goku with a sandwich for Terry, a bunch of pepperoni in between two slices of bread and some vegetables, setting it next to him on a table he then goes over to the bed Chibi is resting on. After looking over her vitals on a hooked up monitor he then slowly removes the front part of her neck brace. He gently puts his fingers around her neck and after taking a deep breath he channels golden energy right through his fingertips. As this golden energy was coursing through her she suddenly moved a little, she grew a smile on her face as she breathed with a sigh, now she looked liked she was sleeping peacefully.

Son Goku;
"This right here is why I'm glad I am able to use Hamon at all, even those who can't use it well can still do wonders."

Terry Jones;
"I wish I knew it, but given my luck I probably can't even use it."

Son Goku;
"Probably, but even still you're still a kid. You just gotta find a solid nitch is all. Take my kid Gohan, he has no desire to be a fighter and is really too much of a sweatheart to be like his gruff and tough old man, but even so his lot in life is not set in stone so he may yet choose to become a fighter, that or stay on his present and arguably more sensible course and take up medicine. Either way he'll find his nitch."

Having rechecked her vitals Goku then puts her neck brace back into place.

Son Goku;
"And hell even as an adult your fate is not set in stone, even then you'll still have to find your way and hope it's the right path for you. That's just how life is, why else would your friends keep insisting you're not a monster?"

After sitting in a bit of a fetal position for a while he finally puts his feet down. Before taking his leave Goku then turns on the small television putting Disney's Hercules into the built in DVD tray. Once more alone Terry decides to get off this uncomfortable chair, giving Chibi a kiss on the forehead before settling on the bed next to her.

Goku rejoins the others in the street outside the house, given how this whole city is theirs to do as they please they just set the big screen up right in the middle of the road. You couldn't ask for a better spot to watch the Super Bowl.

Chichi;
"How is she?"

Son Goku;
"Much better."

Trunks Briefs;
"And Terry?"

Son Goku;
"Hard to say, he's at least not in a fetal position anymore."

Trunks Briefs;
"Oh for the love of Benji…."

Krillin;
"You guys should really get that kid him some antidepressants."

Son Gohan;
"Do you think antidepressants will even work on his anatomy?"

Trunks Briefs;
"Maybe if we feed him a whole barrel of 'em through a tube in his arm."

Chichi;
"Oy vey, does the word tact mean anything to you boys?"

Krillin;
"Is that some kind of wood like monogamy?"

Chichi;
"Very funny smartass."

They were all settling down on the couch to watch the game as it is about to kick off. But before the ball was even sent off with the first kick, the transmission starts to go all fragmented.

Krillin;
"What the hell?!"

Son Gohan;
"Aw man, guess the reception in here is not so good."

Trunks Briefs;
"No it should be top notch, I rigged this thing myself."

Son Goku;
"There's a face in the static."

Indeed there was, still quite faint but it was there forming within the static. From what could be made out it had a distinct shape and a human like features. It was not clear who this even was but then there was a voice coming through the static….

Perfect Cell; (via television transmission)
"I know you're out there boy….."

Trunks immediately felt a cold chill down his spine.

Trunks Briefs;
"It's him!"

Perfect Cell;
"If you can hear me listen well…..she is still alive…..and you can save her."

Trunks Briefs;
"What?"

Perfect Cell;
"All you have to do is meet me in battle. If you win, I'll let her go without fuss. But if I win, you must take her place. It's a fair deal is it not? Tomorrow afternoon at the place where you and I first crossed paths. And you better come boy, otherwise I will tell this planet apart looking for you."

The static ends just as quickly as it came and the regular television transmission returns to normal.

Krillin;
"What the hell was that shit about?!"

Trunks Briefs;
"The xenomorph we've been fighting is trying to bait Terry into a trap."

Son Goku;
"We cannot let Terry fight Cell."

Krillin;
"But didn't he just say he'll tear the planet apart looking for the kid?"

With that Goku then undoes his bandages, he still has that injury in his chest which is not fully healed. After taking a single big breath through his nostrils his body glows with a golden aura for a brief second, his injury glowing even brighter than the rest of his body.

Son Goku;
"This Cell is a god tier asshole. I'll be damned if I allow a self absorbed cunt like him have his way."

Son Gohan;
"Dad no your injury!"

Chichi;
"Dammit Goku you're not gonna do this to us we almost lost you!"

Trunks Briefs;
"She's right Goku just let me handle this!"

Son Goku;
"…..are you sure you can? You still haven't gotten the hang of Hamon."

Trunks Briefs;
"I'll manage."

Son Goku;
"I dunno, maybe I can be there as a healer, to make sure you'll get out okay if things go south."

Trunks briefs;
"Just as long as you're not fighting. Enough people have suffered because of this insect, tomorrow I'll end this!"

I really feel sorry for the city of Khartoum. It just suffered a metahuman incident that killed several people and could have led to even more catastrophic damage and catastrophes if it were to continue. And like any incident it is not so easily cleaned up in just a matter of days, there is still much rebuilding to be done and now the very citizens are shaken to their very core. Half of the city's population have all but skipped town out of fear, holding up in emergency housing camps set up by the military forces. Those that chose to stay and continue on with their lives do so with a great swell of dread looming over their heads, their everyday tasks and rituals take on a grim foreboding. But on they go regardless, the crowds of people in the central plazas carrying on their way as best they can….

But now on the sixth of September at about 12:01 P.M. the city of Khartoum is now being subjected to an encore performance of the incident that shook it to its core days earlier. And this time there is no danger lurking in the shadows, no, the danger this time is announcing his presence the loudest way he possibly can. Dropping a tanker right into the town square which explodes into an instant display of hellfire, then slowly descending from the sky before the now fleeing humans running as fast as they can from the big green insectoid monster coming to kill them all if he didn't get his way.

Perfect Cell;
"Note to self, wipe out this worthless monkey race after that brat is dealt with."

He then touches down in the town square within the very flames he created.

Perfect Cell;
"Or maybe I should just kill them all now and be done with it…."

Trunks Briefs;
"You're not killing anyone else you giant fucker!"

And there was Trunks floating down from the sky, close behind him is Goku who immediately goes to sit down on a nearby bench. Trunks is now approaching the xenomorph, already in his Super Saiyan form and bringing out his sword.

Perfect Cell;
"My invitation was for Terry alone."

Trunks Briefs;
"Too bad shiteater, you got to deal with me."

Usagi Tsukino;
"And here I am without any popcorn."

Goku turns to the side and to his surprise there was Ms. Meatball Head sitting on the bench next to him, she has a still saddened Sora resting his head against her bosom.

Son Goku;
"Whoa where did you come from?"

Usagi Tsukino;
"We all carpooled here."

And just like that Cell was surrounded by all sides by the White Queen and her best men, the swordsman, the giant and her personal Black King Ichigo.

Perfect Cell;
"What part of only Tery was invited do you not understand?"

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"Perhaps then you shouldn't have loudly announced your presence on national television?"

Perfect Cell;
"You're just wasting your time y'know, none of you have the means to even stand before my perfection."

Ichigo Kurosaki;
"Well I sure hope your perfection is everything that big mouth of yours says it is, we haven't had a good fight in a while."

Perfect Cell;
"Boy it is I who needs to be entertained."

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"And yet you only ask that brat Terry."

Perfect Cell;
"Take the hint."

With that Trunks just starts screaming at the top of his lungs, his aura igniting into a full on shimmering blue blaze that at first is as golden as his hair but then the golden light starts to become resplendent illuminating the world around him. Everyone could feel it, his very presence and fighting spirit intensifying much like it was the very light of heaven's wrath. Even Cell was mesmerized by this strange aura, the White Queen's reaction in particular was that of complete déjà vu.

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"It can't be….."

Trunks Briefs;
"Funny enough Terry and I share a lot in common. All this time I've been holding back, keeping my power in check out of fear of my own rage getting the better of me….for in the end I am my father's son, the son of a primal beast full of hateful rage whose only drive is to fight! The only thing that was able to hold this hate back was the blood of my mother, whose very purity is beyond measure, the very fighting spirit I inherited from her the only thing that has kept me human!"

Satsuki Kiryuin;
"…..oh you gotta be shitting me…."

Perfect Cell;
"A most beautiful speech boy, but the point if you please?"

Trunks Briefs;
"The point is that I'm done holding back. Even if I end up a beast like my father I'll gladly sacrifice my humanity if it means helping my friends! I'm the one who is going to kill you Cell, no matter the cost!"

The xenomorph is less than impressed by those words, but all the same he gives a slight smile.

Perfect Cell;
"You will try boy, you will try…."