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 frowned in her sleep, she was having another nightmare about the Cell games, except it was clearer now, she could see and hear every punch, blast and kick inflicted on Cell. She could see images flashing past her eyes like a silent movie. They were of Cell, Cell fighting, killing Goku, Cell fighting the kid and. . . Cell dying. Terra looked around, she was surrounded by moving images, like TV screens, of Cell and the Cell games. Terra whimpered, her eyes watering in fear.
Then, every screen that surrounded her showed her the same image of the kid walking towards her, a ki sphere in his hand, he was coming to kill her. Terra screamed and screamed for Cell, but no sound came out. The kid was getting closer, Terra was about to die, she knew it. Terra stumbled backwards, shaking in fear, 'I'm going to die. I'm going to die!!!' the words echoed in her head and showed in her wide, magenta eyes.
She could hear him saying something, but she couldn't make out the words, her mind was already clouded by incomprehensible fear. The ki ball grew and the boy fired it at her, Terra's mouth opened into a silent scream, she cringed as she felt the power radiating off the ball singe her skin as it flew at almost light-sped towards her. Terra felt it tear through her, it's energy vaporising every molecule that she was made of, and then some. For a brief and thrilling moment, she felt her heart stop.
Terra chocked and woke up, her heart skipped a beat and kept going, pounding hard and fast in fear. Terra's body froze like a statue, the fear of almost feeling what it was like to die taking control of her.
Cell looked down, "Terra?" he paused and knelt down beside her, "It was the dream again, wasn't it?"
Terra didn't move, her eyes were wide and staring off into space, "H-he k- killed me. . ." she stuttered fearfully.
Cell frowned, "Who?"
"T-that kid. . . at the Cell games. . . he killed you then he came after me!" Terra sobbed quietly.
Cell wrapped his arms around her, "Shhh, it's okay. I wouldn't let him do that to you," he whispered gently in her ear.
"Him? Y-you know who he is?" Terra squeaked.
"Son Gohan," Cell muttered angrily.
"D-do you think the dreams are real? I mean. . . what if they're premonitions?!" Terra looked up at Cell, her watery magenta eyes brimming with tears.
"They're not," Cell told her quickly, not knowing the right answer was probably the opposite.
Terra shuddered, not in cold, and clung tightly to Cell, "There has to be a way around that. . . I don't want you to die. . ." she whispered.
Cell gently stroked her silver-like hair, trying to calm her down, "Shhh, it's alright."
"No, it's not. Unless you do something to prevent it, that kid will kill us both. . . Cell I-" Terra was cut off when a rumbling sound came from her stomach, she blinked and looked down.
Cell smirked, "I do believe you're hungry my dear," he chuckled.
Terra blushed, "Oh, um. . .sorry."
Cell sniggered, "There is no reason to be sorry, I'll go find you some food, alright?"
Terra smiled gratefully up at him, "That would be great thank you."
Terra was pacing the ring again, musing out loud, "I can't let that kid kill him. . . but what can I do? I haven't got one scrap of power in me and if that kid is powerful enough to kill Cell. . ." Terra shuddered.
"Maybe I should encourage Cell to destroy him first. . . no, that would sound cowardly. Maybe I could talk the kid out of hurting either of us? Oh please, like he would listen to me, all he cares about is destroying Cell and any one that looks similar. Hmph, stupid racist kid. Perhaps if Cell called off the Cell games. . . no, that would make him look cowardly too. But, I don't want him to die. . ." Terra's voice rose a pitch as tears came to her eyes and her throat tightened with emotion.
"Even if that kid spared my life I wouldn't be able to continue, I couldn't live without Cell. . ." Terra whispered to herself quietly.
"Pizza?" Cell smirked in her ear.
Terra yelped, "Cell?! How do you creep up on people like that?!" Terra's cheeks went crimson.
Cell smirked, "Never underestimate my creepiness."
Cell offered her a large, flat-looking box with some Italian writing on the cover, "I do believe I scared half the people in Italy when I walked into that pizza shop and grabbed this," he told her, handing her the box.
Terra's face lit up, "Ooh! Pizza!" she grinned and opened the box.
Cell turned his head and looked out into the sun set, it was the end of the seventh day before the Cell games. Cell inwardly sighed, 'What if Terra is right and Gohan does kill us? A mere child? Impossible. . .'
"That was delicious thank you," Terra smiled, motioning to the now empty box.
Cell did a double take, he had gotten the largest publicly sold pizza in all of Italy, and Terra had consumed the entire thing in a few seconds?!
"Y-you ate it all?" Cell questioned her.
"Uh, yeah. I've always had a pretty good appetite," Terra blushed.
Cell lifted an eyebrow, "An appetite like that would impress even Goku."
"It's inhuman I know, most of me is. . ." Terra trailed off, "I was adopted, no one ever found my real origin. My 'family' that I was put with kept making me put on all this make-up to make me look more human, and if anyone asked about my lips they'd say I was a Goth," Terra sighed.
"You could be a bio-android," Cell suggested, "Apart from having a low ki level and no armour we look like twins."
"We wouldn't be twins, we might have similar gene implants, but I don't have a tail or a high ki level, like you said," Terra added.
"Nor wings," Cell nodded.
Terra remained silent. Cell looked at her, "Terra?"
"Don't worry. It's just. . . the dreams looked so real. . ." Terra looked worried, "If they are real. . ."
Cell put on of his pale fingers on her lips to silence her, he looked into her deep magenta eyes, "It won't happen. I promised to protect you and I am not going back on my promise," Cell smirked.
Terra smiled happily, "Thank you Cell. . ."
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 frowned in her sleep, she was having another nightmare about the Cell games, except it was clearer now, she could see and hear every punch, blast and kick inflicted on Cell. She could see images flashing past her eyes like a silent movie. They were of Cell, Cell fighting, killing Goku, Cell fighting the kid and. . . Cell dying. Terra looked around, she was surrounded by moving images, like TV screens, of Cell and the Cell games. Terra whimpered, her eyes watering in fear.
Then, every screen that surrounded her showed her the same image of the kid walking towards her, a ki sphere in his hand, he was coming to kill her. Terra screamed and screamed for Cell, but no sound came out. The kid was getting closer, Terra was about to die, she knew it. Terra stumbled backwards, shaking in fear, 'I'm going to die. I'm going to die!!!' the words echoed in her head and showed in her wide, magenta eyes.
She could hear him saying something, but she couldn't make out the words, her mind was already clouded by incomprehensible fear. The ki ball grew and the boy fired it at her, Terra's mouth opened into a silent scream, she cringed as she felt the power radiating off the ball singe her skin as it flew at almost light-sped towards her. Terra felt it tear through her, it's energy vaporising every molecule that she was made of, and then some. For a brief and thrilling moment, she felt her heart stop.
Terra chocked and woke up, her heart skipped a beat and kept going, pounding hard and fast in fear. Terra's body froze like a statue, the fear of almost feeling what it was like to die taking control of her.
Cell looked down, "Terra?" he paused and knelt down beside her, "It was the dream again, wasn't it?"
Terra didn't move, her eyes were wide and staring off into space, "H-he k- killed me. . ." she stuttered fearfully.
Cell frowned, "Who?"
"T-that kid. . . at the Cell games. . . he killed you then he came after me!" Terra sobbed quietly.
Cell wrapped his arms around her, "Shhh, it's okay. I wouldn't let him do that to you," he whispered gently in her ear.
"Him? Y-you know who he is?" Terra squeaked.
"Son Gohan," Cell muttered angrily.
"D-do you think the dreams are real? I mean. . . what if they're premonitions?!" Terra looked up at Cell, her watery magenta eyes brimming with tears.
"They're not," Cell told her quickly, not knowing the right answer was probably the opposite.
Terra shuddered, not in cold, and clung tightly to Cell, "There has to be a way around that. . . I don't want you to die. . ." she whispered.
Cell gently stroked her silver-like hair, trying to calm her down, "Shhh, it's alright."
"No, it's not. Unless you do something to prevent it, that kid will kill us both. . . Cell I-" Terra was cut off when a rumbling sound came from her stomach, she blinked and looked down.
Cell smirked, "I do believe you're hungry my dear," he chuckled.
Terra blushed, "Oh, um. . .sorry."
Cell sniggered, "There is no reason to be sorry, I'll go find you some food, alright?"
Terra smiled gratefully up at him, "That would be great thank you."
Terra was pacing the ring again, musing out loud, "I can't let that kid kill him. . . but what can I do? I haven't got one scrap of power in me and if that kid is powerful enough to kill Cell. . ." Terra shuddered.
"Maybe I should encourage Cell to destroy him first. . . no, that would sound cowardly. Maybe I could talk the kid out of hurting either of us? Oh please, like he would listen to me, all he cares about is destroying Cell and any one that looks similar. Hmph, stupid racist kid. Perhaps if Cell called off the Cell games. . . no, that would make him look cowardly too. But, I don't want him to die. . ." Terra's voice rose a pitch as tears came to her eyes and her throat tightened with emotion.
"Even if that kid spared my life I wouldn't be able to continue, I couldn't live without Cell. . ." Terra whispered to herself quietly.
"Pizza?" Cell smirked in her ear.
Terra yelped, "Cell?! How do you creep up on people like that?!" Terra's cheeks went crimson.
Cell smirked, "Never underestimate my creepiness."
Cell offered her a large, flat-looking box with some Italian writing on the cover, "I do believe I scared half the people in Italy when I walked into that pizza shop and grabbed this," he told her, handing her the box.
Terra's face lit up, "Ooh! Pizza!" she grinned and opened the box.
Cell turned his head and looked out into the sun set, it was the end of the seventh day before the Cell games. Cell inwardly sighed, 'What if Terra is right and Gohan does kill us? A mere child? Impossible. . .'
"That was delicious thank you," Terra smiled, motioning to the now empty box.
Cell did a double take, he had gotten the largest publicly sold pizza in all of Italy, and Terra had consumed the entire thing in a few seconds?!
"Y-you ate it all?" Cell questioned her.
"Uh, yeah. I've always had a pretty good appetite," Terra blushed.
Cell lifted an eyebrow, "An appetite like that would impress even Goku."
"It's inhuman I know, most of me is. . ." Terra trailed off, "I was adopted, no one ever found my real origin. My 'family' that I was put with kept making me put on all this make-up to make me look more human, and if anyone asked about my lips they'd say I was a Goth," Terra sighed.
"You could be a bio-android," Cell suggested, "Apart from having a low ki level and no armour we look like twins."
"We wouldn't be twins, we might have similar gene implants, but I don't have a tail or a high ki level, like you said," Terra added.
"Nor wings," Cell nodded.
Terra remained silent. Cell looked at her, "Terra?"
"Don't worry. It's just. . . the dreams looked so real. . ." Terra looked worried, "If they are real. . ."
Cell put on of his pale fingers on her lips to silence her, he looked into her deep magenta eyes, "It won't happen. I promised to protect you and I am not going back on my promise," Cell smirked.
Terra smiled happily, "Thank you Cell. . ."