Don't own it!

   Hey, sorry for the delay in the update. I had hit a writer's block for a while. This chapter is kind of short, but it's the quality of the chapter, not the length, right? I hope I did a good job.

Response to Reviewers:

  Star Reku-jedi-knight- I still haven't decided if Dende's still alive. Most likely, he's dead. As for Vegeta and Goku coming back, I'm not going to do that, because I want Goten and Trunks to deal with this. There are too many fics where Goku and Vegeta save the day. It's time that Trunks and Goten do something…but I never said that this was going to end happily either…

   Goku's Daughter- I'm evil, aren't I? Think of Videl dieing this way—if she hadn't died, Goten wouldn't have found his new, stronger super saya-jin powers. So you see, something good came out of it. Now Videl will be able to meet Gohan over in other world. ^_^

   Z- that's a really good idea. I was actually thinking about that before I wrote this chapter. I'm going to do that somewhere.

Okay, enjoy this chapter!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter 6

'Cause we are the ones that want to play, always want to go but you never want to stay

'Cause we are the ones that want to choose, always want to play but you never want to lose

   Goten blocked a kick from Cell. Backing up quickly, he moved his arms in a seemingly rhythmic fashion, blocking blows meant for the head, stomach, and back. Annoyed, Cell continued his assault on the young boy, continuously looking for a slip in Goten's form. Smiling, Goten finally threw a punch at Cell's face, staggering him back a ways. Cell grasped at his face, cringing a bit. Snarling, he wiped the blood off his jaw, and looked at his fingers. Blood from a mere boy, how was it possible? Cell, the most powerful being in the universe, being wounded by an eight year old? That is not possible, not possible at all.

   Yet here was Cell, fighting Goten, with all the damage being inflicted upon him instead of the boy. How was it possible for Goten to be stronger than his father, who could barely put up a fight? It was unreal for a small child to posses that much energy.

   "How dare you," Cell said coldly, "How dare you inflict any pain upon me. You will pay for that."

   Goten smirked again, and slipped down into a flawless fighting stance.

   Cell gritted his teeth, and also slipped into a fighting stance. One foot behind the other, he powered up in hopes of getting the advantage in the battle. He had to win. For Cell, losing was not an option.

   Unfortunately, Goten thought the same exact way. For him though, it was not the thought of merely winning that pleased him. It was the thought of Cell's death. The thought of how he was going to cause the monster an intense and agonizing death, right down to the second he lost all consciousness. The thought of killing pleased him—death was the only thing on his mind.

   Cell clenched his fists, and sped forward. Goten did nothing as Cell hit him in the face. Bending backwards, he let his body take the shock of Cell's punch. Cell smirked as he got his first hit in.

   A small line of blood appeared on Goten's lower lip. He smirked, and stood back up. He licked his wound clean, and went back into a fighting stance.

   Cell grunted. The nerve of that boy! He was practically begging to be killed! An evil glint entered Cell's eyes. If death is what Goten wants, death is what Goten is going to get.

   Goten sped forward without warning, hitting Cell in the face. He then moved faster than lightning, and hit Cell in the back, sending him forward. Cell moaned in pain, as Goten hit him into the hard, cold ground.

   Cell felt antagonizing pain as Goten bent his spine backwards, ramming him face first into the ground. Only until the movement stopped did he realize that Goten had withdrawn on his attack. Slowly, he pushed himself from the ground, and rose into the air, and out of the massive hole he had created with his own body.

   Carefully landing on the ground, Cell found Goten sitting on a boulder drinking a soda. He looked in shock—how long had he been down there? How had the young Saya-Jin have so much power? He asked himself these questions a thousand times and again, yet he arrived at no answers.

   Goten looked up at Cell, and threw his drink to the side. Smiling, he stood up, and walked over to Cell.

   "About time you came up," Goten said, looking up at Cell, "You've been out for about an hour or two, and I didn't feel like killing you yet. You haven't felt enough pain." Goten backed up, his smile turning into an evil smirk. "I want to hear the cries of pain come from you, and only you."    

   "Damn kid…" Cell muttered under his breath. "Go to hell, you'll never beat me."

    Goten threw his knee into Cell's stomach. "What was that? I didn't hear you. Speak up!"

   Cell coughed up some blood. He then smirked—he knew Goten's mistake. Finally, he had found a flaw in his attack.

   Shakily, Cell stood up. Smirking, he pointed at Goten. "You will never beat me."

   Goten crossed his arms, and watched Cell.

   Cell went down into a fighting stance, and started to power up. "Stupid kid!" He called out, "I haven't been at one hundred percent this whole fight. Let's see how well you do now." He powered up some more, emitting a white glow, "You made the same mistake as your brother and father. You should have killed me when you had the chance. Let the cries of pain begin once again."

   Cell laughed devilishly, and went flying towards Goten at unimaginable speeds. Before Goten could react, Cell kicked him in the stomach. Goten flew backwards, unable to move. He then crashed through the rocks surrounding their battlefield, making him practically unconscious.

   Cell walked over to him calmly, and picked him up by the head.

   "Hate to say I told you so." Cell whispered. "All right, come on." Cell punched Goten in the stomach. "It's your turn for pain." He punched him again. Soon, Goten had become Cell's personal punching bag, used for a full, effective workout.

   Suddenly, Goten felt himself hit the ground. He could barely see, but he knew who was there. The voice could be recognized anywhere.

   "No one can kill Kakarott's brat but me," The voice said, "So back off, and stay away unless I say different."

   Cell laughed. "My, you act like your father. His arrogance, I see. Strange how you don't remember him, yet you act exactly like him."

   Trunks powered up into a Super Saya-Jin, and went into a fighting stance. Narrowing his eyes, the look of pride and determination entered his face.

   Just like Vegeta.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hope you liked that chapter!

If you would like to be part of my e-mail list, and receive updates for ALL my fics, please leave your e-mail in a review. Thanks!