part1

Alrighty, here we have my very first fic ever…YAY…written absolutely sooooo many yonks ago that I can't even remember .…nah, I exaggerate…you've got ten parts ahead and more on their way =P…Aaaaanyway, it's about an alternate end to Cell…and this here bit below is your intro into it – a little 'scene-setter' I did in a minute or two, so for god's sakes, DO NOT judge the rest of the fic by it!!! Oh, right, disclaimer…heh heh, almost forgot ^^…I don't own DBZ and I don't claim to, so just don't sue me okay…not that I expect that anyone would bother! Oakie's pplz, read…and may the force me with you =P…No, it isn't really that scary, I hope!

Beginning with an End

Introduction

Gohan was on the verge of beating Cell. However, the young Saiyan became a little too sure of himself and unwittingly allowed Cell to play his trump card…self-destruct. Luckily for Earth, their hero Goku saved the day by teleporting the massive Cell to King Kai's tiny planet. They were all destroyed in the blast; King Kai, Bubbles, Gregory, Goku; all but one unbelievable exception…Cell. He regenerated to full power - his Perfect stage – from one, single cell, and returned to Earth, intent upon its destruction…and Gohan's demise. After mortally wounding Trunks he fixed his gaze upon the enraged, attacking Vegeta, who was trying to avenge his son. He sent an attack at his arrogant adversary, an attack that was aimed to kill, but our young Saiyan hero had learnt his lesson and was willing to bear the brunt of the attack to save the life of his late father's friend…

Part 1

What happened? Where am I? These thoughts raced through Gohan's mind as he struggled to open his eyes. They were met with a dazzling blue and he slowly became aware of a faint beating in his ear. A string of memories suddenly flashed through his mind. Vegeta! He raised himself with his arms but immediately fell back towards the royal blue of the saiyan suit. Pain shot through his left arm and Vegeta grunted as he fell back onto his chest.

"I don't believe this. They are both still alive." The speaker paused and his surprised tone changed. "That was a foolish thing you did Gohan; sacrificing yourself for that worthless Saiyan. No matter, you have made my mission far easier. What do you think Gohan, one more attack should be enough?"

Cell. Gohan forced himself up with his working arm and turned to face his enemy.

"I can never forgive you for what you have done."

Cell simply laughed. Gohan knew he was right, one more attack was all it would take, but he didn't want to let Cell know that.

The fate of the world is in my hands, and there is nothing I can do. I've failed you father. His last attack was so strong – I don't think I can handle any more. I haven't any energy left: he's just too strong. This is where it ends.

Gohan's left arm hung limply by his side. He winced from the pain as he shifted his gaze to the ground.

I'm a failure.

"That's right Gohan. I see you have acknowledged that this is where it ends. You might as well surrender now!" Cell let out a cruel laugh.

"NEVER!" yelled Gohan, "I would never surrender to you. The only way I'll die… is fighting." He let out a ki blast in his anger, but it was too weak and Cell blocked it with ease.

"So be it, foolish boy, but your energy is too low, it would be much easier for you to die NOW!" He sent a blast of his own at Gohan in retaliation.

A blazing white light erupted from Cell's hands. So this is really where it ends, thought Gohan as he prepared to block the attack. Blocking is pointless; he is far too powerful. But it's my own fault… I brought this on myself; I should have killed him while I could.

As the attack came hurtling towards him, the seconds that passed seemed to last an age. Hundreds of such thoughts were able to pass through Gohan's tormented mind. He braced himself for the impact that would consequently end the world…but it never came. For a split second, Gohan sensed something different, an energy force that disappeared as quickly as it came. He thought he must have imagined it, until suddenly he realised that Cell's blast had passed right by him and exploded harmlessly, metres to his right.

That doesn't make sense, he thought as he shielded himself from shards of debris, it was heading straight for me. Someone must have deflected it. But who could have been that fast? Not Piccolo, and he is the most powerful…but then who?

"What is going on?" yelled Cell, unable to suppress his astonishment. No way, that's impossible; I aimed to kill, not to threaten. But who could have possible deflected it. He glanced at the Z-fighters. Certainly none of them, they are far too slow. Suddenly, but surely, he too sensed the bizarre energy source. However, try as he might, he could not locate it.

Again Gohan sensed it, though he had less trouble tracking it than Cell. Whoever it was continued to move almost immediately from place to place, obviously so as to avoid detection.

The Z-fighters attention, however, was attracted by another energy source.

"Whoa, No way!" called Krillin in amazement, as he held Android 18 in one arm and pointed with the other, "Check it out, over there on the horizon."

Everyone looked towards where Krillin was pointing, where eight lights grew steadily larger in the distance. However, to their dismay, in the split second that Gohan and Cell had become distracted, they simultaneously lost sense of the energy source.

"Arrrgh, you fool!" called Cell, "You broke my concentration for something so insignificant and trivial as that! Their power levels combined are nothing in comparison to what I just felt… and lost - because of you. Now human, you PAY!"

"NOOO!" cried Gohan, but there was nothing he could do. Cell had fired an immensely powerful energy blast at all the Z-fighters, and Gohan was just too weak to stop it.

I wonder… he thought, but that was as far as he got, for his hopes were realised before he even had time to hope. Suddenly, a cloaked figure appeared in the path of the blast, and eight more landed around them. A wave of blue light burst forth from the figure's outstretched hands, supported with alternate smaller blasts of a spectrum of colour from the other figures. The now white ball of light sped towards Cell's own blast and engulfed it. Cell let out a great yell, before…impact. A fantastic explosion of colour erupted where Cell had been standing. The colour and noise quickly subsided and an eerie silence hung in the air, along with a cloud of dust. The Z-fighters held their breath. The strangers remained standing like statues, only their cloaks moved, ruffled by the small gusts of wind. The dust, too, danced in the breeze, but all else was still.

A cold chuckle broke the silence and the dust parted to show a shadow of the evil Cell. He walked forward, completely unscathed, and laughed his heartless laugh, louder and louder.

"You actually thought that attack could harm me! Pathetic!" He shot his jeering gaze at Gohan, "Goku would have been ashamed that you let your hopes ride on these weak newcomers and their pitiful attacks. You have failed Gohan! You wasted your energy on saving Vegeta and now the fate of the world rests with these people; these people who are too afraid to even show themselves." He turned back to the cloaked figures, towards whom he had been walking the whole time he spoke. "Understand that you caught me off guard the first time: that won't happen again. You are looking at ultimate perfection! This is where it ends for all of you. Let me take a moment to memorise the looks on your faces as I say this again... This is where it ends…"

"..for you." It was the figure who had fired the blue blast.

"Do you really believe that?" Cell mocked.

The figure nodded, "I repeat, this is where it ends…" they said and reached up to the hood of their cloak and let it fall back, "…for you."

Everyone gasped, and all the other cloaked figures followed suit, withdrawing their hoods.

"I don't believe this!" gaped Yamcha, "They're…every one of them…. They're all…"

"…Girls," finished the girl who had sent out the enormous blue blast. She gave Yamcha an icy stare. Her sapphire-blue eyes flickered with contempt. The gaze of the other girls simultaneously turned on Yamcha.

"Why is that so hard to believe?" questioned the girl who was obviously the leader, in a low, husky voice. Her cold stare took in the battle scene. Three were unconscious, one of which was almost dead; three were tired, but not in immediate danger; and one had an amazing power capacity, but was almost completely exhausted. She turned once more to face Cell. He smirked at her, his eyes full of malice and ridicule. His face cracked into an evil grin and soon his scornful laughter filled the air.

"Girls…" he scoffed.

"I don't know what you're laughing at," she glanced over him from the ground up, her eyes full of disgust, "I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you." Cell's expression gave way to shock, but was quickly replaced by his usual smirk.

"An empty threat," he jeered.

"You sure?" she spat, her short, amethyst-purple hair swaying in the wind. A silver raindrop hung between her eyebrows on a thin chain around her head.

"Hmm," Cell laughed, "Your power level may be higher than that of your companions, but it is nothing in comparison to me!" He powered up, in an attempt to intimidate her. "I am ultimate perfection, you hear me!" he yelled, "I can not be defeated!"

She just stood there; still, staring Cell straight in the eye, "I thought I warned you not to be so cocky."

She increased her ki, sending Cell a step backwards. He looked up at her… She's so powerful, but no matter, she's still no match for me.

"Human, you may be powerful, but just like the rest of your insignificant race, you will be destroyed. You can do no more than those pathetic specimens over there." He gestured towards Krillin and Yamcha. "You all may be powerful for your race, but like them, girl, you are powerless against me."

"Hmm," she smirked and reached for her neck, grabbing a silver clasp. "Well, maybe that would be true…" she clenched the clasp tightly and her silver-grey cloak fell to the ground. She let her arm relax and the clasp clinked as it fell from her hand. "…if I were human."

Her brown tail flicked in the air and in her eyes was a certain thirst for battle.

Unbelievable, thought Cell, unable to control his amazement.

But how, how did she get to earth…and where from? …Thought Gohan, the echo's repeating in his mind, over, and over: 'if I were human…'

Cell's smug grin returned, and it was the girl's turn to look a little shocked. Why is he smiling? I just revealed that he faces an unknown threat…

"To think," mocked Cell, "that you actually believed that little piece of information would phase me?! That doesn't make any difference. Look there, girl. Three of your race lie on the ground dying, and one has already been destroyed. Another Saiyan doesn't scare me!"

"A…a, what?" Her mind was clouded with confusion; she couldn't think straight. How does he know what I am when I don't even know myself?

"A Saiyan, girl, a Saiyan. Ha! If you don't even know what you are, how can you possibly know your own capabilities? I bet you can't even turn Super Saiyan!"

What does he mean? I don't understand. This is too confusing: I'm losing my concentration…I don't need this…not now!

"I don't need to know what I am or where I come from to know my capabilities. All I need to know is that I can beat you!" He's just trying to intimidate me… Well it's not working.

She turned her head slightly to the side, keeping her eyes fixed on Cell all the while.

"Friends, you know what to do. Help these strangers and get them away from this place." She pointed at Gohan, "but give him the flask first." If anyone is capable of helping me, it's that boy… if he is willing.

The girls all rushed to each of the Z-fighters. A woman with indigo hair came over to Gohan.

"Please, take this… and leave," she handed him a silver flask, but he only stared at it. Why did she choose me to take the flask? There has to be a good reason, because Trunks needs it more than me…I'm not leaving until I find out why.

"Take it, it will heal you," the woman reasoned with his resolute stare.

"But who are you, and where did you come from?" he asked, as he watched two girls carry Vegeta away.

"Be content with knowing that we are here to help. We will talk once all this is over. Now take this and leave!" she ordered him in a solemn, yet urgent voice.

Gohan was persistent, Perhaps the girl needs my help, but I need to find out more about her while I still have a chance…she saved me. "I'll take it, but only if you tell me who she is." He gestured towards the girl preparing to fight Cell.

He has to take this quickly, the others need it far more than him…I wonder what made Nahmi choose him to take it first?…She gazed at the ground, If I answer him now, he will take it quickly and I can go help the others. She looked up and spoke hurriedly.

"Her name is Nahmi. I found her in a spaceship in the mountains twelve years ago. When I realised how powerful she was, I began training her in the martial arts. We have been training in the mountains for almost nine years now. I found many other talented girls and took them to our place of training, but Nahmi has never seen anything beyond our mountainous home. She continued to train and developed amazing attacks and skills, and she even managed to help the rest of us learn. We have been preparing for a time like this under Nahmi's instruction: she knew this was coming and has been training her entire life. She's ready for Cell… Now take this and leave."

"But how can you be sure she's ready? I'm not leaving: I can help her!" Gohan protested desperately.

The woman grabbed him in a headlock with incredible speed and forced him to drink from the flask. Stubborn boy, he has to take this right now, the others need it more than he does.

Gohan immediately felt his strength begin to return and could even move his fingers in his left arm. Just like Senzu beans, he thought incredulously.

"Now leave," she whispered threateningly into his ear, "I have seen Nahmi at her full power: you are far to weak to be of any assistance to her."

She wouldn't even know…I have to convince her, I can't leave Nahmi to handle such a heavy burden all alone. Gohan quickly increased his power and slipped out of the headlock before the woman even noticed. She gaped at him.

Maybe I misjudged him.

"You may have seen Nahmi at full power," cried Gohan, "but you haven't seen me. It would be wrong for me to trust you on your word and possibly let Cell kill another innocent. The Saiyan he killed was my dad, and I can't risk him escaping again. You may know Nahmi's power, but you couldn't possibly know what to expect of Cell. I refuse to leave! It is my fault that he is still alive: I should have killed him when I could, but I didn't, and now I have the chance to finish what I began with the help of Nahmi. But I won't let her do it alone on your word: that's a risk I'm not willing to take. I won't let the fate of Earth rest on her shoulders alone! Now leave and tell my friends that I told them to go too. I am not risking any more lives." With his restored power, he turned his attention on someone else. "NO MORE CELL! YOU HEAR ME? NO MORE!!!"

Before the woman could say anything more, Gohan took to the air and landed in front of Cell.

"No…More," he breathed deeply in his anger as he watched the remaining Z-fighters fly into the distance. "There's no holding back this time Cell…" he powered up, "Prepare to die!"

"He came to help," Nahmi breathed softly and shut her eyes, her mind swimming in relief… I knew I couldn't do this alone. She returned her cold, but hopeful gaze to Cell.

by Lolli

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