The Pale Beauty and the Green Beast
By Psycho Llama and Sarah Dempster
Disclaimer: Neither of us own DBZ. Sarah Dempster owns Terra.
Notes: The plot and Terra are owned by my good friend Sarah Dempster, who wrote the chapter briefs for me and I've written the actual chapters which you see here before her, all reviews for it will be forwarded to her as well via e-mail.
Terra looked up through the green canopy of leaves to see the sun, now high in the sky and shining right down on top of her, Terra guessed it was midday, Cell had been gone for hours! Terra whimpered and hugged herself tightly, the cold wind rippling through the leaves and making the smaller branches sway slightly.
Terra peaked out between the leaves to look in the direction Cell had gone in, her sharp eyes could see all the way over there. All at once she heard a loud 'bang' and a wave of energy hit the island, knocking the large population of tall trees that grew on the island Terra was on over. Terra gasped and clung onto the branch as the entire tree groaned and crashed to the floor, burying Terra in a tangle of web-like branches. Terra chocked on a sob, she saw the blast that had knocked over the trees hit Cell.
Terra curled up and sobbed helplessly, she was trapped. No one knew where she was, no one would ever look for her here either. She would either starve or drown if a large wave hit the island any time soon. All Terra could see was brown branches, green leaves and a tangle of her own silver hair that clung to her tear-streaked face.
It was about an hour later, but Terra felt something move above her. The trees were being lifted off her china-white body, she still lay there curled up though, tears streaming down her face.
'It's one of the Z fighters. . . Please let it not be Piccolo. . .' Terra thought silently.
She felt someone brush the hair out of her face, she cringed and buried her face further between her arms. She heard a gentle chuckle and someone lifting her out of the nest of fallen trees by her shoulders, so she could sit up. Terra didn't care, Cell was gone. . . she refused to look at their face ,her eyes lowered and almost closed. Someone tilted her chin upwards to look at their face.
Terra gasped when she looked into what looked like a mirror version of herself, except it was more masculine and their face was twisted into an amused smirk. Perfect Cell's magenta eyes stared right into Terra's, their skin the same chalk-white colour., except Cell had purple streaks down the side of his face, Terra jerked her head away slightly and looked down at his hands, white with black fingernails, just like hers.
"You alright Terra?" Cell asked in his new, perfect voice.
'Wow. . . hot voice!' Terra mused in awe, 'Did I just think that?'
Cell smiled, his eyes soft and warm, "Terra?"
Terra blinked, her cheeks aflame, "Y-yeah!" she asked, nodding.
Cell nodded, "Good, I thought you got hurt in the blast. . ."
Terra's eyes widened, "But. . . you got blown up!!!" Terra exclaimed.
Cell chuckled, "A weak blast like that couldn't have killed me my dear. I was able to absorb 18 and become perfect," Cell purred deeply.
"Yeah. . . I mean- uh-" Terra tried to stop herself from gawking.
Cell chuckled, "Come on, we should get going. I need to build the arena my dear," he told her in his smooth melodious voice.
"A-arena?" Terra questioned him as he helped her up.
She and Cell stood there, on top of the mess of branches, Cell holding Terra's hands in his own. Cell smiled gently down at her, "The arena for the Cell games my dear, it will decide the fate of the earth."
Terra's eyes widened, "You mean- If you win. . ."
Cell chuckled, "No my dear Terra. . ." he stroked her cheek with the back of his pale hand, "I would never destroy this planet while you were on it, never," he smirked, "I promise."
Terra smiled happily up at him, 'He does care. . . he is a nice person. . .' Terra hugged him tightly, her head leaning against his well-of-souls, 'And I care about him too. . .' she thought as she felt Cell's arms wrap around her in return.
Cell landed easily on the ground behind the TV in the shadows of an alleyway station and let go of Terra when she was standing, "A TV station?" Terra questioned.
Cell smirked, "Well I have to get the Z fighters to know when the Cell games are, don't I?"
Terra nodded and looked up at the huge building, "You sure you'll find your way to the right station?"
"I'll try. . . But, could you please stay here? I wouldn't want you to get hurt at all," Cell told her quietly.
Terra grinned up at him, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Cell nodded and walked through the alleyway and over to the TV station doors, walking in as if he was just an ordinary customer, Terra repressed a giggle when she heard screams coming from inside the building. Cell wasn't going to hurt any of them, much less kill them.
She watched and listened as the screaming continued through the ground floor. Then, it began to travel up the floors, 'Maybe he caught the lift. . .' Terra thought mildly.
Terra looked around before stepping out of the shadowy alleyway, her magenta eyes darting around for any signs of life. Sure enough hundreds of people were pouring frantically out from the open doors of the TV station, obviously trying to get away from Cell. One of them saw Terra's pale face, magenta eyes, black lips and her white hands with black fingernails.
"Aaah! It's a female Cell!" he cried out.
The crowd stopped running out of the doors and turned to face Terra. Terra looked around, "Where. . . hey I'm not Cell!" she frowned.
Terra heard a worried murmur go though the crowd, Terra heard one woman cry, "What if it's going to kill us?!" The rest of the crowd froze.
"H-hey! Come on guys, I wouldn't kill you! I couldn't even defend my self from an angry magpie, let alone kill an angry mob!" Terra laughed nervously, 'Angry mob?! Oh no. . . you've really done it this time! Why the heck did you tell them you couldn't fight anyway?" her mind growled her.
"Kill her! She's a Cell!" someone yelled.
"No! Don't kill her! She is a nice person!" Terra argued.
The mob advanced. Terra pouted, "Fine then don't listen to me! See if I care! . . .Aaah! Stay back!!!"
Cell blasted his way out of the side of the TV station, smirking contently to himself, that's when he noticed a crown of people huddled around something and angry yelling coming from it.
Cell frowned, 'Where is Terra. . . Oh no. . .' Cell flew down behind the crowd, his face twisted into an expression of anger and annoyance. He strode over to the nearest person and tapped them on the shoulder.
"Aaaah!!! It's Cell!!!" several people screamed before the entire mob ran off.
Terra lay, beaten and bruised on the pavement, purple blood oozing slowly out of several cuts and grazes, "Owie. . ." she breathed hoarsely.
"Terra? What happened?!" Cell asked her in a worried tone, carefully picking her bloody body up.
"Stupid. . . angry. . . mob. They thought I was a female version of you. . ." Terra mumbled, "Aw! They wrecked my clothes!"
Cell noticed that her shirt had been torn just under her chest area, and he could see something shiny and black underneath it, "Terra, what's that?" he asked her, gently touching the 'well-of-souls' that was clearly visible through the torn top.
Terra blushed, "I- I don't know. I was found with it. . . the orphanage thought it was some sort of thing that someone had glued onto me as some sort of sick joke, but I can't get it off. . . and it grows every time I do too!" she explained uneasily.
Cell nodded, "Come on, back to the arena, we have to get you cleaned up. . ." Cell's smirk faded.
Terra panicked, "That look is bad! What's going on what. . . Holy shit my arm's gone!!!" Terra cried, true enough all that was left of her right arm was a bloody, purple stump.
"I'm gonna be sick! Ah!" Terra screamed as she wriggled the stump around, "Oh god that is so gross! . . .And kinda cool too. . ."
Terra sat on the edge of the marble arena, wearing a new change of clothes that Cell had given her, "What am I going to do about my arm?" Terra asked Cell sadly.
Cell narrowed his eyes and watched her carefully.
"I mean it's not as if it's gonna grow. . . Aaaah!!!" Terra screamed as a new arm, just as pale and with black fingernails on the hand too, shot out of the stump, "Aaaah!!! Aaaah!! Aaaah- freaky. . . what just happened?" Terra asked after screaming for a good long while.
Cell looked into Terra's deep magenta eyes, a mirror of his own two, and sighed, "I can see why people think that you are the female version of me. . ." he told her gently.
Terra's magenta eyes widened, "What. . .?"
Cell took her new arm in his so that their hands were both up the same way, "See? Chalk-white skin, black fingernails," Cell looked back into her eyes, "Magenta eyes. . . purple blood. . . you can see the similarities, can't you?"
Terra nodded, "Well. . . I was an orphan. . ." Terra looked down at the rest of her, 'I'm completely healed, like in the lookout. . .'
Terra shivered, "Oh man, what's going on?" she whimpered.
Cell put a hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine," Cell reassured her soothingly.
Terra began to hum lightly to herself. "What are you humming?" Cell asked her gently.
"Let light pour in and the blackness fade. . . Don't let the pain win. . . From the tallest tree to the shortest blade. . . You'll be within me. . ." Terra sang quietly.
A/N: Song courtesy of Sarah Dempster.
By Psycho Llama and Sarah Dempster
Disclaimer: Neither of us own DBZ. Sarah Dempster owns Terra.
Notes: The plot and Terra are owned by my good friend Sarah Dempster, who wrote the chapter briefs for me and I've written the actual chapters which you see here before her, all reviews for it will be forwarded to her as well via e-mail.
Terra looked up through the green canopy of leaves to see the sun, now high in the sky and shining right down on top of her, Terra guessed it was midday, Cell had been gone for hours! Terra whimpered and hugged herself tightly, the cold wind rippling through the leaves and making the smaller branches sway slightly.
Terra peaked out between the leaves to look in the direction Cell had gone in, her sharp eyes could see all the way over there. All at once she heard a loud 'bang' and a wave of energy hit the island, knocking the large population of tall trees that grew on the island Terra was on over. Terra gasped and clung onto the branch as the entire tree groaned and crashed to the floor, burying Terra in a tangle of web-like branches. Terra chocked on a sob, she saw the blast that had knocked over the trees hit Cell.
Terra curled up and sobbed helplessly, she was trapped. No one knew where she was, no one would ever look for her here either. She would either starve or drown if a large wave hit the island any time soon. All Terra could see was brown branches, green leaves and a tangle of her own silver hair that clung to her tear-streaked face.
It was about an hour later, but Terra felt something move above her. The trees were being lifted off her china-white body, she still lay there curled up though, tears streaming down her face.
'It's one of the Z fighters. . . Please let it not be Piccolo. . .' Terra thought silently.
She felt someone brush the hair out of her face, she cringed and buried her face further between her arms. She heard a gentle chuckle and someone lifting her out of the nest of fallen trees by her shoulders, so she could sit up. Terra didn't care, Cell was gone. . . she refused to look at their face ,her eyes lowered and almost closed. Someone tilted her chin upwards to look at their face.
Terra gasped when she looked into what looked like a mirror version of herself, except it was more masculine and their face was twisted into an amused smirk. Perfect Cell's magenta eyes stared right into Terra's, their skin the same chalk-white colour., except Cell had purple streaks down the side of his face, Terra jerked her head away slightly and looked down at his hands, white with black fingernails, just like hers.
"You alright Terra?" Cell asked in his new, perfect voice.
'Wow. . . hot voice!' Terra mused in awe, 'Did I just think that?'
Cell smiled, his eyes soft and warm, "Terra?"
Terra blinked, her cheeks aflame, "Y-yeah!" she asked, nodding.
Cell nodded, "Good, I thought you got hurt in the blast. . ."
Terra's eyes widened, "But. . . you got blown up!!!" Terra exclaimed.
Cell chuckled, "A weak blast like that couldn't have killed me my dear. I was able to absorb 18 and become perfect," Cell purred deeply.
"Yeah. . . I mean- uh-" Terra tried to stop herself from gawking.
Cell chuckled, "Come on, we should get going. I need to build the arena my dear," he told her in his smooth melodious voice.
"A-arena?" Terra questioned him as he helped her up.
She and Cell stood there, on top of the mess of branches, Cell holding Terra's hands in his own. Cell smiled gently down at her, "The arena for the Cell games my dear, it will decide the fate of the earth."
Terra's eyes widened, "You mean- If you win. . ."
Cell chuckled, "No my dear Terra. . ." he stroked her cheek with the back of his pale hand, "I would never destroy this planet while you were on it, never," he smirked, "I promise."
Terra smiled happily up at him, 'He does care. . . he is a nice person. . .' Terra hugged him tightly, her head leaning against his well-of-souls, 'And I care about him too. . .' she thought as she felt Cell's arms wrap around her in return.
Cell landed easily on the ground behind the TV in the shadows of an alleyway station and let go of Terra when she was standing, "A TV station?" Terra questioned.
Cell smirked, "Well I have to get the Z fighters to know when the Cell games are, don't I?"
Terra nodded and looked up at the huge building, "You sure you'll find your way to the right station?"
"I'll try. . . But, could you please stay here? I wouldn't want you to get hurt at all," Cell told her quietly.
Terra grinned up at him, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Cell nodded and walked through the alleyway and over to the TV station doors, walking in as if he was just an ordinary customer, Terra repressed a giggle when she heard screams coming from inside the building. Cell wasn't going to hurt any of them, much less kill them.
She watched and listened as the screaming continued through the ground floor. Then, it began to travel up the floors, 'Maybe he caught the lift. . .' Terra thought mildly.
Terra looked around before stepping out of the shadowy alleyway, her magenta eyes darting around for any signs of life. Sure enough hundreds of people were pouring frantically out from the open doors of the TV station, obviously trying to get away from Cell. One of them saw Terra's pale face, magenta eyes, black lips and her white hands with black fingernails.
"Aaah! It's a female Cell!" he cried out.
The crowd stopped running out of the doors and turned to face Terra. Terra looked around, "Where. . . hey I'm not Cell!" she frowned.
Terra heard a worried murmur go though the crowd, Terra heard one woman cry, "What if it's going to kill us?!" The rest of the crowd froze.
"H-hey! Come on guys, I wouldn't kill you! I couldn't even defend my self from an angry magpie, let alone kill an angry mob!" Terra laughed nervously, 'Angry mob?! Oh no. . . you've really done it this time! Why the heck did you tell them you couldn't fight anyway?" her mind growled her.
"Kill her! She's a Cell!" someone yelled.
"No! Don't kill her! She is a nice person!" Terra argued.
The mob advanced. Terra pouted, "Fine then don't listen to me! See if I care! . . .Aaah! Stay back!!!"
Cell blasted his way out of the side of the TV station, smirking contently to himself, that's when he noticed a crown of people huddled around something and angry yelling coming from it.
Cell frowned, 'Where is Terra. . . Oh no. . .' Cell flew down behind the crowd, his face twisted into an expression of anger and annoyance. He strode over to the nearest person and tapped them on the shoulder.
"Aaaah!!! It's Cell!!!" several people screamed before the entire mob ran off.
Terra lay, beaten and bruised on the pavement, purple blood oozing slowly out of several cuts and grazes, "Owie. . ." she breathed hoarsely.
"Terra? What happened?!" Cell asked her in a worried tone, carefully picking her bloody body up.
"Stupid. . . angry. . . mob. They thought I was a female version of you. . ." Terra mumbled, "Aw! They wrecked my clothes!"
Cell noticed that her shirt had been torn just under her chest area, and he could see something shiny and black underneath it, "Terra, what's that?" he asked her, gently touching the 'well-of-souls' that was clearly visible through the torn top.
Terra blushed, "I- I don't know. I was found with it. . . the orphanage thought it was some sort of thing that someone had glued onto me as some sort of sick joke, but I can't get it off. . . and it grows every time I do too!" she explained uneasily.
Cell nodded, "Come on, back to the arena, we have to get you cleaned up. . ." Cell's smirk faded.
Terra panicked, "That look is bad! What's going on what. . . Holy shit my arm's gone!!!" Terra cried, true enough all that was left of her right arm was a bloody, purple stump.
"I'm gonna be sick! Ah!" Terra screamed as she wriggled the stump around, "Oh god that is so gross! . . .And kinda cool too. . ."
Terra sat on the edge of the marble arena, wearing a new change of clothes that Cell had given her, "What am I going to do about my arm?" Terra asked Cell sadly.
Cell narrowed his eyes and watched her carefully.
"I mean it's not as if it's gonna grow. . . Aaaah!!!" Terra screamed as a new arm, just as pale and with black fingernails on the hand too, shot out of the stump, "Aaaah!!! Aaaah!! Aaaah- freaky. . . what just happened?" Terra asked after screaming for a good long while.
Cell looked into Terra's deep magenta eyes, a mirror of his own two, and sighed, "I can see why people think that you are the female version of me. . ." he told her gently.
Terra's magenta eyes widened, "What. . .?"
Cell took her new arm in his so that their hands were both up the same way, "See? Chalk-white skin, black fingernails," Cell looked back into her eyes, "Magenta eyes. . . purple blood. . . you can see the similarities, can't you?"
Terra nodded, "Well. . . I was an orphan. . ." Terra looked down at the rest of her, 'I'm completely healed, like in the lookout. . .'
Terra shivered, "Oh man, what's going on?" she whimpered.
Cell put a hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be fine," Cell reassured her soothingly.
Terra began to hum lightly to herself. "What are you humming?" Cell asked her gently.
"Let light pour in and the blackness fade. . . Don't let the pain win. . . From the tallest tree to the shortest blade. . . You'll be within me. . ." Terra sang quietly.
A/N: Song courtesy of Sarah Dempster.