Here we go with Chapter Four! Sorry it's late, but my mother has been doing night shifts, and since the computer is in her room, I haven't had access to it during the day. Thanks to my only two (or so it seems) fans: Aatiyki and VegetaGokuLover – good to see my fanfic is loved by someone other than me! =^-^=
On another note, my Japanese teacher saw my drafting this in class and pointed out why it's Son Gohan but Trunks Briefs – as in why Trunks has his surname at the end of his name, even though in Japan, surnames come first. Apparently, since it isn't a Japanese name (ie, it's in katakana – if you don't know Japanese, zone out here), it's correct to put the name in western order. Don't you feel better knowing that?
Disclaimer: I own Dazcha, a bicycle and a Gameboy, nothing else.
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It was dark. That was the first thing the Ueda Dazcha, the Toki no Senshi, noticed. He wasn't sure how he got there, or where there was for that matter. He desperately tried to search for any ki nearby, any sign of life, and soon enough he found it.
As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw a shape not to far away – a familiar shape, but something that he hadn't seen in years…
"GOTEN-CHAN!" Dazcha ran towards his long-lost lover… Only a few more feet to go… But before he could reach the boy who taught our hero how to love, someone intercepted him.
"I've missed you so much, Daz-kun…"
"PAN!"
"I've missed you so…" Pan and Goten shattered, as if made of glass.
"PAAAAAAN!"
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Dazcha shot straight up in bed, a concerned-looking eight-year-old boy looking over him.
"Are you all right?" Trunks whispered, "You were yelling out Goten's name, and then you were yelling out Pan."
"A… a dream," the pale apparition of Dazcha stuttered.
"Why would you be dreaming about Goten? And who is Pan?"
Dazcha went red, although in the darkness of the night, Trunks couldn't see it. "Pan is someone that Cell… but it's my fault!"
After a week of training in an attempt to forget about his lost love, Dazcha finally gave up. He burst into a fit of sobbing in the arms of the eight-year-old who would later train him in martial arts. For his part, Trunks was confused. The only other time he'd seen a grown man cry was when he and Goten dyed Vegeta's hair pink while he was sleeping.
"Trunks, go back to sleep. Dazcha's fine," a voice from the hall, the voice of Bulma, instructed.
"But…"
"NOW!" Trunks sighed and went back to his own room. Bulma entered and turned on the light, getting a good look at the pathetic and broken man in front of her. Once she got a good look and realised that he was naked, she turned her back to allow the TnS (aka the Toki no Senshi) to hide his nudity. She turned back – it was time she had a talk with the pathetic, broken and now fully clothed man in front of her.
"It isn't your fault," Bulma stated simply. Talk over, back to sleeping.
"If I didn't travel back in time, I would've been there to protect her."
"Somehow, I don't think that killing yourself would protect her too much. You did the right thing travelling back in time, Dazcha," Bulma sighed, Something tells me I'm not going to get any sleep
"But I've lost everyone, there's nothing left…"
"The other day, you said that you travelling back in time would affect your future, right?"
"Yeah, what's your point?"
"SO KILLING CELL IN THIS TIME WILL MEAN THAT PAN NEVER DIED IN YOUR TIME, BAKA!" Bulma yelled – hey, you know how angry a fully rested Bulma is… "SO QUIT MOPING AROUND THE HOUSE, GET YOUR LAZY ASS INTO GEAR AND START TRAINING!"
"Hey, you're right! If Cell dies before he kills Pan, then Pan won't be dead!"
"I'm always right, now will you let some of us that have work in the morning sleep, for Kami's sake?"
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"Hmm… I wonder if Bulma made this thing safe for heavy-duty use yet…" Dazcha pondered (word of the day – ponder) as he set the controls on the gravity machine. He was able to talk Vegeta into giving him an hour in the gravity room, since saving the world is slightly more important than beating Kakarott. He pressed a few buttons and watched the numbers on the display, "It's been a while since I did gravity training. Maybe I should keep it under 9000…"
"NINE THOUSAND?!"
"Trunks! Don't scare my like that. What brings you in here anyway?"
"I was wonderin' if you wanted someone to train with," he put on a sad, neglected-looking face, "Tousan doesn't let me train in here with him… Can you really go up to 9000?" [A/N: At 9000 times Earth gravity, Dazcha would weigh about 1440000 pounds =^-^=]
"Yeah, you'd be surprised how much stronger you guys get. If you're going to stay in here, I'd better keep it low. How does 500 sound?"
"Five hundred?" Trunks stammered, "I haven't ever gone above four hundred…"
"Don't worry, you'll do fine…" Dazcha pressed a button and watched Trunks fall to the floor, "Or maybe not…"
While he waited for his prepubescent sensei to get accustomed to the pitifully weak gravity, Dazcha decided to get the stuff he couldn't include Trunks in over with. He concentrated his ki in a way that Gohan taught him – a technique passed down from Piccolo to Gohan to Dazcha. Soon he felt a slight twinge, signalling that he was ready. Forcing the ki out, Dazcha was soon standing in front of himself, the split-form technique done perfectly.
"Hey, handsome, how about some speed drills?" Dazcha said as he tossed a sword – a gift that the Trunks in his time had given him before his death – to Dazcha.
"No problem. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be the world's sexiest pincushion!" Dazcha replied, unsheathing the sword. He thrust the sword at his identical counterpart, who dodged easily.
"Hey, get serious, I have a girlfriend to resurrect."
"Okay, but don't blame me when you resemble a hunk of sexy in a rugged way Swiss cheese…"
The sword started moving faster, and soon Trunks couldn't follow the movements. It ended rather suddenly when a scream from Dazcha stopped Dazcha from trying to stab Dazcha. You guessed it – he actually got him.
"Damn that hurts," Dazcha muttered, grabbing his tail and inspecting the cut on it. The other Dazcha winced.
"That's deep."
"You're not kidding. I guess this will cut our training short. See ya later," Dazcha merged with Dazcha.
Trunks slowly made his way over to Dazcha and noticed that blood was covering his tail and slowly dripping on the floor. "That looks really bad," he said, going pale at the thought of that much pain going through his tail, "It's bleeding a lot."
"I've had worse," Dazcha said as he brought the gravity back down to normal. He grabbed a capsule from his pocket and within seconds, there was a rather large first aid kit on the floor. Dazcha rolled his eyes, "Your mother."
Trunks nodded in understanding as he watched Dazcha encase his tail in bandage. He knew he should see a doctor, or at least do a little more than wrap the appendage in a bandage, but a half-amputated tail is no excuse to quit training when there's revenge on the mind. Unfortunately, he didn't get in any more training, as he felt an all-too familiar ki.
"No," he whispered, "It… it isn't possible…"
"Hey, Dazcha, do you feel that? It's really powerful!"
Dazcha ran from the gravity room. He had to find Vegeta – he knew what would happen if he didn't stop Vegeta from checking out the power. He found Vegeta just as he was about to take off. Transforming into a Super Saiya-jin, Dazcha blocked Vegeta's path.
"Get out of my way, brat!"
"Vegeta, that power is Cell. If you do this alone, you will die. We have been through this before."
"OUT OF MY WAY!"
"Fine then," Dazcha moved out of Vegeta's way as Vegeta took off. Dazcha placed his hands to one side, "Kame…hame…HA!" The blast hit Vegeta with just enough force to knock him out. Dazcha cragged the limp body back inside. That should keep him out of trouble for a little while…
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Within half an hour, the entire Z Senshi – or at least the ones that people care about – was located at Capsule Corp, where our hero was trying to explain what was going on.
"For some reason, Cell has regenerated faster than he should have," Dazcha explained, "Within two days, he will be at full strength – if we are going to destroy him, we have to do it now, before he's fully regenerated."
Gohan looked at Dazcha, "It could take us that long to find Cell. Do you have any idea where he is?"
"Yes, he's in a cave not far from where the Cell Games were held. Come on."
Dazcha took off with the other Z Senshi not too far behind. Back at Capsule Corp, Vegeta awoke and got to his feet. "That damn brat is going to pay for that…" he growled as he hunted out Dazcha's ki, "He's going after Cell… maybe I should wait until after he kills Cell before I kill him…" With that, Vegeta took off and caught up with the others.
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It only took an hour or so for the group to arrive at the aforementioned cave.
"Okay, guys, this is it," Dazcha said, "Be careful in here. In theory, Cell should be able to fight, but not fully regenerated and weak, but if any one of you gets absorbed, the chances are we won't be able to kill Cell."
The Z Senshi entered the cave to see the body of "Perfect" Cell lying on the ground. He appeared to be in some sort of meditative trance. His body was pulsing up and down, covered in a thin film of green slime. He opened his eyes and stood up when he sensed the arrival of the Senshi.
"Gohan, so nice to see you again. And look, you brought a friend," Cell smirked as he got up, "Dazcha, the pleasure is all mine."
"Wait a minute. How did you know who…" Dazcha began before a third voice interrupted.
"I thought you'd turn up," the owner of the voice stepped out of the shadows, revealing himself to be Beyond Perfect Cell – the Cell from Dazcha's time, "How else did you think Cell would regenerate so fast unless he had my help?"
"What he talking about?" Krillin whispered to Dazcha.
"Cell absorbed Dende not too long after everyone else," came the reply, "He has healing powers now. Okay, here's the plan. You guys all go after the Cell from your time. You shouldn't have a problem defeating him, as long as he doesn't any of you. I'll go after the Cell from my time."
Dazcha shook his head, trying to overcome a wave of dizziness, the result of the extreme loss of blood experienced when he almost cut his tail off earlier. I hope I can do this…
"Ready guys?" Dazcha whispered, "I'm going to create a distraction. Be ready to attack as soon as both Cells are distracted." Dazcha placed his hands up to the side of his head and shut his eyes in concentration, "TAIYOKEN!"
Neither Cell was expecting Dazcha to execute Tenshinhan's blinding attack and were soon incapacitated. The Z Senshi rushed forth and started attacking, while Dazcha went after the man who had destroyed his life. The battle was a blur of movement, each fighter giving their all, knowing they only had a few seconds until Cell would be back in action.
Sure enough, as soon as they regained their site, both Cells got the advantage back. Dazcha tried to block out the other battle, instead focusing on his own. If I can hold Cell off for a few more minutes, maybe his Chrono Leaper will malfunction again, then I can help the others…
Without warning, Cell disappeared, just like Dazcha hoped for. He turned to help the other Senshi, only to find them staring at Cell in horror.
Attached to Cell's tail was the lifeless, half-absorbed body of Vegeta.
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Well, there it is, Part Four. I'll try to get Part Five our slightly faster, but with only two weeks until my HSC exams, I don't have much free time.