Chapter 3:  Abduction

            Cell touched down a few yards from the Son residence.  He was still accessing Gohan's memories, so he would not be stuck in another awkward position again. 

            "Something about his mind, although.  There is no recollection of Majin Buu.  The Dragon must have completely wiped out every ones memories of him.  Oh, how all of us in Hell cheered him on as we watched the events pass.  He would have killed Goku and utterly destroyed the universe.  Too bad Goku killed him instead…"

            Cell stopped as he was about halfway from the door of the house.  Something he never thought before had just dawned on him.

            "Buu never went to Hell, did he?  I never saw him; nether did Frieza or the others.  Was he resurrected?  Impossible!  No one remembers him, so how would they know to bring him back?  What am I talking about?  I've been in that prison since we tried to raid the Afterworld.  It's only been several months since Buu was defeated.  He's probably there now.  Anyway, this is diverting me from my objective.  Once the time comes, I will unleash Gohan's power and my own to kill Goku and the others."

            Cell looked at Gohan's hands and realized this would be his only chance.  He was in what he considered an imperfect body, but he had come to realize that it is what he needed.  He had been the perfect weapon, but Gohan had been even stronger than him as a child.  Cell knew what he was up against.  Goku could ascend to an even higher form of a Super Saiyan, more than Vegeta or his present body. 

            "But, I know that with my powers, Gohan's body will be even more powerful than Buu could ever imagine."

            Cell closed his eyes and smiled.  He extended his mind and started to fell energy patterns from the house.  He recognized, instantly, Goku's energy; he felt the two young half-breed Saiyans, Goten and Trunks to the last of his recollection. 

            "It's time to get on with dinner."

            "Come on Chi-Chi," Goku complained, "Gohan's coming.  I'm sure he won't miss seeing us eat."

            Chi-Chi had a worried look on her face.  "It's not like Gohan to be late to dinner.  But, I don't want to keep Trunks waiting to eat."

            She stepped into the kitchen as Goku's stomach made a loud grumbling sound.  He, Goten, and Trunks were sitting at the table. 

            "So, Goten," Trunks said, "You said you would tell me about this Cell guy."

            "Well, Uhhhhhh.  I kind of want you to tell us dad," Goten diverting his attention to his father.  "You explain it a lot better."

            "What?  Again?" Goku looked into his son's eager eyes and sighed.  "All right.  Trunks, Cell was…"  As he spoke, the front door opened and Gohan was revealed.

            "Gohan!  Where were you?"  Chi-Chi immediately rushed to Gohan with an angry face.  "Your school called and told me you never showed up, and now you come home late for dinner.  Explain yourself!"

            Cell took the whole thing with shock.  He never knew Gohan's mom was this intimidating to him.  He looked around and saw everyone else was looking at him with confused looks. 

            "This could bring me out.  Think Cell.  If they uncover you, it's over."

            "Uhhhhhhh," Cell said with Gohan's voice as he tried to come up with a plausible excuse. 

            "Hey, Gohan," Goku interrupted, "Where's Nimbus?  I though you took it to school?"

            Cell started to sweet as he racked his and Gohan's mind. 

            "Uhhhhhhh…X-ray particles!  I think X-ray particles from a singularity must have hit me, and I fell off Nimbus for several hours.  I think they got to earth because the black hole where the singularity is in must have formed a temporally stable wormhole that allowed them to put me in a time laps that must have knocked me out until I woke up.  I found out it was very late when I woke up, so I rushed home."  Cell smiled and sweat dropped. 

            Goku, Goten, Trunks, even Chi-Chi looked at him with blank faces while blinking.  Everything was still for what seemed like five minutes, but what was really five seconds. 

            "Who says Physics won't get you anywhere?"

            "Oooooo…kaaayyyy," Chi-Chi said still with a blank face.  "I guess that explains it."  She looked at the three other Saiyans at the table, but they just shrugged. 

            As dinner was commencing (and everyone was still trying to make sense of Gohan's excuse), Goku continued with what he first began with.

            "Ok, Trunks.  The story of Cell goes like this." 

            Cell took his attention from his food to Goku.

            "He was a creation of a scientist named Dr. Gero.  Cell was the last of his line of android he planed to use to take over the world.  After Gero was killed, he showed up wanting to absorb two of the last three androids."

            "Why?" Trunks asked.

            "To obtain perfection," Cell answered in a rather offensive tone of Gohan's voice.

            "Yeah, like Gohan said," Goku continued.  "Anyway, he did manage to get to his final from and hold a tournament to show he was the strongest."

            "Which I am."

            "So did you beat him?"

            "No.  Gohan beat him," Goku said looking at his older son.

            "I only beat him because Vegeta interfeared," Cell said in the same offensive tone.

            "So what attack did you use?" Trunks asked the pseudo-Gohan.

            "A Kamehameha Wave," he answered.  "A damn one-handed Kamehameha Wave!"

            After another thirty minutes of talk about Cell, who was almost at the end of his temper, everyone was finished with dinner.  The two young demi-Saiyans rushed up to Goten's room as Cell tried to take his leave into Gohan's room.  Before he managed to open the door, Goku tapped his back.

            "Gohan?  Are you ok?  Your Mom and I are getting worried about you."

            "Yeah.  I think those X-ray particles are getting me tired.  I should be ok by tomorrow."

            "Yeah," Goku responded with a confused voice.  "If only you were like Goten and Trunks again."  Cell looked back at Goku and gave him a cock-eyed look.

            "You know, Gohan," Goku continued, "young and energetic.  They never seem to run out of energy.  No wonder they can transform into Super Saiyans at such a young age."

            Cell froze at the sound of Goku's words.  His eyes opened with amazement and enlightenment.  He only had one foot inside Gohan's room as he stood there.

            "That's it!  I don't need to wait until I regain my energy!  I should thank Goku for helping me hasten his demise."

            "Gohan," Goku said as he put his hand on his son's shoulder.  Cell came out of his trance and quickly covered his tracks.

            "Oh sorry, Dad.  I was just thinking off topic."

            "Ok, son.  Maybe you should get some rest and regain your energy."  Goku started for the kitchen as Cell smiled deviously.

            "Thanks for the tip…Dad."

            Goten usually fell asleep after he and Trunks got tired, but he just couldn't bring himself to get some rest, even lying down on his bed.  He could see why Trunks did not fall asleep, as he was lying on the floor with only a sleeping bag.  Goten just stared at the ceiling trying to picture Gohan giving a long, boring lecture as a scholar. 

            "Trunks," he finally broke the silence with, "What do you think of that Cell-guy my Dad talked about?"

            "Why?  I already told you while we were eating," Trunks answered from another part of the room.

            "I don't know.  I just though if we talked for so long we would go to sleep."

            "So you can't get to sleep ether, huh?"

            "No.  I can't stop thinking about that Cell.  He sounds so scary."

            "Goten, you really are a baby.  Your brother killed him over seven years ago."

            "Yeah, but…"  Goten stopped as both of them started to feel a drop in temperature.  Trunks shivered from his sleeping bag as the temperature continued to drop.  The chill of evil beyond anything they could remember took its hold as the two started to sweet with fear. 

            "G-G-G-Goten.  Did you turn down the air conditioner?"

            "No.  Is this some kind of joke, Trunks?  Because, it's not funny?"

            A window above Goten's bed suddenly opened as air rushed out of the room.  The two turned to see what had caused it.  They adjusted their eyes to the darkness of night and saw that there was nothing.  Goten, now shaking, started to get up from his bed to close the window.  Just as he stood up, a dark figure forced what looked like a damp cloth around Goten's face.  Trunks immediately started to stumble out of his sleeping bag to help his friend.  Goten struggled to get the figure off him, but the cloth had something on it that was making him disoriented.  He did not even have time to think before he fell unconscious.  Trunks charged at the stranger ready to knock him out, but the figure grabbed his neck before Trunks could attack.  The figure gripped tighter as Trunks tried to release himself while trying to breath.  The fiend loosened his grip as his victim gasped for air.  Trunks was almost relieved that he could breathe again, but then the cloth came over his face.  He accidentally sucked in what was on the cloth and passed out.

            "Sleep," the figure said as he took the half-Saiyan towards Goten.

            He grabbed Goten by the leg and lifted him from his bed.  Closing his eyes, the intruder instant transmitted to another location with his captives.