Chapter Six! I am going at a ripping pace here. Then again, with my computer connection gone AWOL, I have a lot of free time. BTW, I know the Super Oozaru thing I do in this chapter isn't consistent with what happened in DBGT, but heck, this is my fanfic, and I'll write it how I want, gosh darn it!
DISCLAIMER: Not only do I not own DBZ, I also don't own an elephant.
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The sun was setting fast, and Ueda Dazcha, a young boy of seven years old, was pedalling as fast as he could to get home. To speed up his journey, he had decided on taking a shortcut through a dark, danger-prone alleyway, unaware that within the alley, a dangerous threat to his life laid in wait.
Not too far away, Ueda Dazcha, the twenty-five year old warrior from a different time was racing against the clock to avoid what he knew was going to happen to his younger counterpart. He entered the alleyway just in time to see the young boy pedal towards the exact spot where, eighteen years before, he had "crashed" his bike. He saw Cell attack the boy and leapt forward… too late to stop the inevitable injury, but in enough time to prevent death. Dazcha attacked full force, and before long, Cell had disappeared into the shadows. Dazcha knew he was going to regenerate then return to finish what he begun, but Dazcha would not let that happen.
Dazcha looked down at the young boy in front of him – the young boy that is him. He was breaking the first rule of time travel by establishing contact with himself, but he didn't care, because it all made sense to him now. Why it all happened, why he became the Toki no Senshi, why he was the only one who could stop Cell…
Dazcha, remember that you are not fighting this one alone. The voice of Son Pan still rang in Mirai no Dazcha's ears as he watched Chibi Dazcha awaken. Pan was right, he wouldn't fight this one alone. There was one warrior on earth that would fight with him -and that would make all the difference.
"W… what happened?" the young boy asked the older man.
It was on the tip of Dazcha's tongue to give some fake story about a bicycle crash, to doom the earth again, but instead he decided to change the past and hope for the best. "You were attacked by someone," Dazcha told his younger self, "Someone named Cell. I have been fighting him for a long time now. Will you help me, kid?"
Chibi Dazcha nodded, although not quite sure how he could help Mirai no Dazcha. He was fascinated with this older boy who saved him. He looked so familiar, so much like the boy who looked back in the mirror at Chibi Dazcha. But the eyes… the eyes told a long story to the young boy. A story about battles and lost loved ones – they were the eyes of a reluctant warrior.
They were the eyes that had seen the snarling jaws of death and escaped.
"You have a scar," he mumbled, "Right there, in the same place as my… You got hurt by him too?"
Dazcha nodded at his present self. "When I was seven years old."
"He's a bully," the younger Dazcha spat, "Picking on children and hurting them. How do we stop him?"
"We hope for the best, and give it our all. Hold your hands out."
The younger Dazcha nodded and held his hands out, palms facing his future counterpart. Dazcha placed his much larger hands onto the child's hands, palms joined.
"Relax your mind, don't let any thoughts go through it," Dazcha told his younger self. Both boy and man closed their eyes and cleared their minds. They felt a tugging, as if something was drawing them closer together. Chibi Dazcha started panicking.
"Just relax," Dazcha told him, "It feels funny, but I won't let any harm come to you, because then I'd be harming myself. I am you, Ueda Dazcha, and you are me."
"I understand now," the younger boy mumbled, "Your battle, you came to the past to get help in defeating the monster, and now you have found it." For the record, the seven-year-old had no idea what he was doing, or where the voice that spoke those words had come from, but he felt comfortable, relaxed… he placed all his trust in the older boy that he now knew was him.
"TOKI NO FUUSHON!" both younger and older Dazchas yelled simultaneously. Cell chose that moment to return and was met with a blinding flash of light, then an explosion as the "Time Fusion" technique caused the pavement below them to explode. When the smoke cleared, he was not looking at a twenty-five year old Saiya-jin protecting a seven-year-old human…
He was looking at a teenaged Saiya-jin who had a mixture of Mirai no Dazcha's Saiya-jin qualities and Chibi Dazcha's human qualities. His black hair was short, like the Chibi, but had two long, blond bangs, like the Mirai.
"Are you ready, Cell, to finally know what it's like to be helpless, at the mercy of someone exponentially stronger than yourself?" Dazcha said, eying his opponent, "Are you ready to have the pain you have inflicted on innocent humans returned to you a hundredfold?"
Cell, for his part, kept calm. He'd fought opponents who talked big before, and they had all fallen. Cell started laughing. "You think that you, a mere child, can defeat me, Cell? Well, let me tell you the story of another mere child who thought he could beat me. His name was Gohan. Perhaps Dazcha could tell you the end to the story."
"Gohan may be dead in my time, but through your own death, he shall remain alive," Dazcha replied as he rushed towards the lizard-like android.
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At the remains of the battleground where Dazcha had first fought Cell, the Z Senshi, minus Krillin (who was dead) and Vegeta (who had been absorbed), looked up.
"Did you feel that?" Goten asked his older brother, "It felt like Dazcha, but different. And it's so powerful…"
Gohan nodded. The ki they were all feeling was through the roof. It was almost at the level that Gohan got to in the Cell Games when he went Level Two, but there were different.
"He hasn't gone Super Saiya-jin yet," Gohan muttered, "That's what I'm not feeling."
"How can you tell?" #18 asked, "It just feels like a really big power level to me."
"Exactly. A Super Saiya-jin has a big power level, but you can feel something else in ki. You can feel the struggle between the ruthless Saiya-jin instincts and your own personality, you can feel intensity of every fibre in the Saiya-jin's body, but I'm not feeling anything but the power. I'm going to check it out. 18, take Goten and Trunks home for me, will you? I think this battle's getting a little out of hand for them." And for me.
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Back at the battle, Cell and Dazcha were matching each other move for move. Neither fighter could get an advantage over the other. They broke away and stared at each other.
"Well, Dazcha, I must say, I'm impressed," Cell admitted, "But unfortunately, the battle's only just begun. You see, since I'm already perfect, there's a time delay in my absorption. Right now, the full extent of Vegeta's power is being transferred to me. I am now approximately a thousand times stronger than I was just a few minutes ago."
"Well, I have a confession to make myself," Dazcha said, giving a Saiya-jin smirk that would rival Vegeta's, "Because I haven't even begun. You seem to forget that I have this little habit of going Super Saiya-jin."
Dazcha clenched his fists and started yelling as his entire body glowed. His hair flashed between its natural black and a gold colour. In a matter of seconds, Cell was looking at the most powerful Super Saiya-jin he'd ever seen.
"And now, I will avenge the deaths of Pan and Goten," Dazcha yelled, "This ends now, Cell! Kame… Hame… HA!"
The blast that was fired from Dazcha's hands was huge and moved fast, heading straight for Cell.
"FINAL FLASH!" Cell fired a powerful beam straight back at Dazcha, trying to neutralize Dazcha's beam.
"I won't let you defeat me!" Dazcha yelled as he increased his power level. A surge of ki went right through his Kamehameha. Cell couldn't possibly block something so powerful. It was over.
Without warning, Dazcha started to separate back into two entities. As soon as the split was complete, Chibi Dazcha fainted. Mirai picked him up and started carrying him home.
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"Dazcha!" Gohan yelled when he saw the Saiya-jin walking towards him, "What happened? Is it over? Who's the kid? Is he all right?" The questions just kept coming.
"The kid is me from this time. He's fine, just a little overwhelmed," Dazcha replied, "He and I Time Fused and handed Cell's ass to him."
"Time Fused?"
Dazcha nodded, "It's a fusion technique that is done with yourself. It works on the theory that only one instance of each individual can exist at any one time. This means that when you time travel, normally your consciousness would be transferred to your existence in the past. For example, I would become a seven-year-old boy. The Chrono-Leaper gets around this, but because it breaks one of the fundamental rules of time travel, excessive contact with your past self is dangerous."
"So you allowed enough contact that the two of you became one," Gohan completed the explanation.
"That's pretty much it," Dazcha looked down at the young boy in his arms, "I should probably get him home before Okaasan freaks out."
Suddenly both Gohan and Dazcha turned their heads in the direction that a pretty powerful ki was forming in.
"Dazcha, is that what I think it is?"
"No… it can't be… I-I put all I had into that blast…" Dazcha stammered.
"Dazcha, we've got to stop him!"
"There's no point… there is no way to stop him. He's too powerful," Dazcha muttered, "Nothing is supposed to equal the power of a Time Fusion."
"Well we can't just give up. Not only is my world at stake, but yours too! Unless we end this right now, you'll go back into your time and it will be just as bad, if not worse, than it was before."
Dazcha thought for a moment… There has to be something I haven't tried yet…His eyes fell on the moon, slowly rising in the night sky. That's it!
"Gohan," Dazcha's tone was serious, "I'm about to try something extremely risky. I'm not sure if it will work – I don't think anyone's ever tried it before – but I want you to kill me if things get out of hand. I don't think I'll be able to control myself once it happens."
"Once what happens?"
"You'll see." Dazcha's power level started rising, and the familiar gold aura surrounded his body. In a matter of seconds, he had made the transformation to Super Saiya-jin. He held one hand out and started concentrating, forming a small ball of ki that rapidly grew.
"That's the Jinzou Man Tsuki!" Gohan exclaimed, recognising the ki technique that simulates the light from the full moon.
"Yes," Dazcha confirmed, "I'm going to see if I can sustain a Super Saiya-jin level as an Oozaru. If I can, then I should have no problem defeating Cell, if I can't, the power might kill me…"
"Well, either way, you'd better hurry up, Cell's on the move!"
"Here goes nothing…" Dazcha launched the sphere of ki into the air and fixed his eyes on it. His tail started glowing a bright red as his body started getting larger and hairier, soon becoming a giant ape, or Oozaru. But then, the transformation stopped, and Dazcha became Saiya-jin again, his tail fell to the ground, fully decapitated.
"Well, I guess I showed up just in time," came the cocky voice of Cell.