Chapter 4: Super Hero, Scholer, Prefect Bio-android
It was dark. Trunks had made that assumption when he woke up. He did not know where he was or who had knocked him out, but he was sure about what did it.
"Some type of chemical. Mom told me about that kind of stuff when Dad was lying on the floor. He was looking for water after his training but found some stuff that was some kind of solvent. He said it looked like water but when he breathed it's scent, he was became disoriented."
Trunks attempted to move but had no success. He could, however, adjust his head to the left and right.
"Man, this guy must really like the dark and…wait a minute. I still have my eyes closed. I am such an idiot."
Trunks finally started to open his eyes when he saw a blurry image of a person standing over him. From what he could make out, it was a tall man with short, spiked hair. Trunks tried to move again, but for some reason, his body was too weak to even sit up straight.
"What's going on? That stuff shouldn't have been enough to make me weak like this."
"Almost done."
Trunks focused his eyes and cleared the image of the person. It was Gohan. Trunks was dumbfounded as he saw him extending his hand and absorbing some type of energy into his palms. It was then he realized that he was laying flat on a floor with some type of restraints on his wrists and ankles. As he examined the restraints, he saw energy leaving his body and going to Gohan. It was his own energy that Gohan was absorbing.
"Gohan!" Trunks yelled. "What are you doing? You're absorbing my energy."
"I know." The eight-year-old half-Saiyan was taken back by the voice that spoke from his best friend's brother.
"Gohan? Is that you?"
"Well, Trunks," the person Trunks was not too sure about answered, "yes and no."
"Mom? Dad? Gohan? Trunks?" Trunks looked to his right and saw Goten in the same situation as himself. He had just woken up and was in a similar state as Trunks. Trunks analyzed the place they were in and recognized it as a capsule space pod.
"Who ever you are," Trunks said to Gohan, "What do you want? How did you get us here, and why are you in Gohan's body?"
"Gohan!" Goten shouted as he focused. "What are you doing? I can't move, and you're draining my energy. What's going on?"
"Well, to answer all your questions, I am Cell."
"What?!" Trunks yelled. "It can't be…"
"Yes, yes. I'm dead. I transplanted my mind and powers to Gohan's body from the Afterlife. I was able to get you here without arousing suspicion via instant transmission."
"But, Gohan can't do that. Only his dad, Goku."
"I told you, my powers were also transferred to this body. You know I self-destructed after my first defeat by Gohan, and Goku transmitted himself and me to King Ki's. I still had one cell left from the explosion and started to regenerate. Some of Goku's current cell had also survived and incorporated themselves into me as I was regenerating."
"What about Gohan?" Goten asked. "Where is he now?"
"Buried deep in the recesses of his own mind. I can assure you, he's not coming back." Goten started to get upset at the news and began to try to prevent himself from crying. As he ended the draining, Cell crouched next to Goten and used his right hand to force Goten's head from moving from the floor. Cell smiled and started to stroke Goten's tear-damp cheek with the back of his left index finger.
"Sorry Goten," Cell said returning to Gohan's voice, "I'm not coming back for you. Only I remain."
Goten stopped crying, turned his head, and bit the finger that was stoking him, hard. Cell freed his finger from the young Saiyan's mouth, which was now bleeding. He looked at it with no sign of pain as it started to regenerate the cut that was formed. Trunks, seeing the pain Cell just caused his best friend, attempted to free himself from the restraints, even trying to go Super Saiyan, but he did not have enough energy.
"I see you care for your friend, Trunks. Don't worry about your strength. It will come back, eventually."
"What are you talking about you sick baka?!"
"You will be able to become Super Saiyans in a matter of hours."
"Why are you telling us this?" Goten asked.
"Because I want you to know that we are in space as we speak. When you do get out of those restraints, you still will not be able escape this pod. It is encoded with my voice, so you won't be able to navigate it back to earth. If you destroy it, you will die of asphyxiation from the vacuum of space."
"What is with this energy drain?!" Trunks demanded.
"Well, when I took over Gohan's body, he wasted a huge amount of energy trying to expel me. I would have to have waited days, even weeks, before I could regain that energy. Now with your energy, I don't need to wait to unleash Gohan's potential."
"You're not going to get away with this, Cell," Goten shouted. "My and Trunks's dad are going to get you out of Gohan's body and send you back to the Home for Infinite Losers!"
"What?! That's a stupid name for where I went. Call it by its actual name, Hell."
"Then they'll send you to Hell you coward!" Trunks yelled.
"I suggest you keep it in mind, because that is where I'm sending your fathers when I get back to earth." Cell put his index and middle fingers to his forehead.
"See you around." With a disintegrating sound, Cell disappeared from the space pod and left the two young Saiyans.
