The Pale Beauty and the Green Beast
By Psycho Llama and Sarah Dempster
Disclaimer: Neither of us own DBZ. Sarah Dempster owns Terra.
Notes: 1. I suck at fight scenes. . . 2. I do not wake up at midnight to type this up and to post it to only get about two reviews. 3. This chapter has not been authorised by Sarah to be put up on the net but I've given her 3 days to respond and nothing. :P Nobody ignored the llama.
Advertising: Scotch Super Heroes: A sci-fi fic about some teens that get turned into superheroes. Authored by Doctoroc.
The Gargoyle's Song: A horror-romance fic about a stone gargoyle, a girl, and a promise.
::Sarah Dempster is controlling a puppet Psycho Llama::
Sarah: *throwing voice* Hello everybody! My name is Psycho Llama. I may have written this but Terra and the story outlines were created by the wonderful, amazing, talented, master-artist Sarah Dempster!
Terra watched the fight nervously, trembling, her murky magenta eyes wide and wet with tears. Her thin, cord-like tail swayed almost limply behind her. Small whimpered escaped from her trembling black lips as she prayed quietly for Cell's safety.
fight scene: short
The Z fighters were getting worried now too. The fight between Cell and Gohan was slowly growing more intense, mountains of solid rock that not even the strongest forces of nature could move crumbled in the wake of the two fighters. They were already deciding on who should stay as back-up and who was going to help get Trunks' corpse and Hercule and his small band of idiots off the island. Krillin looked at Terra, who was trembling slightly as she watched Cell and Gohan battle. A look of pure fear was etched into her perfectly pale face, fear not for herself but for Cell. Krillin felt a small pang of pity for her, after all, Goku said that the first time he had saw her she looked like any other human lacking a good tan.
"Hey guys, what about her? Do you think we should get her to safety too?" inquired Krillin.
"Yeah, I'll do that," Piccolo volunteered gruffly.
Terra was immersed in watching the battle between Cell and Gohan to notice Krillin and Piccolowaling up to her.
"Um, excuse me, miss," Krillin started nervously.
Terra's head whipped around, startled, "W-what?!" she replied fearfully.
"We need to get you back to safety, come on, we'll take you back to Ginger town," offered Trunks.
"No!" Terra shook her head, "I'm staying here!"
"But you'll get hurt, or destroyed, it's dangerous here," Krillin pointed out.
"I don't care! I'm not leaving Cell!" cried Terra defensively.
"You can't help him, as we can't help Gohan. It's too dangerous to stay here and Cell would probably like it better if you were safe," Piccolo pointed out.
"If I leave this island I will be killed anyway! It's safer here for me than anywhere else in this miserable planet!" Terra hissed, her eyes filling with tears.
"What?" asked Krillin stupidly.
"Like you would know. As if you've ever been rejected by all human society. . ." Terra whispered to herself, the sound not audible to Piccolo and Krillin.
"But you'd be safer back in Japan, come on," Krillin insisted, grabbing Terra's arm in an attempt to get her to calm down.
Panic flooded through Terra's bio-genetically enhanced system, igniting her fighting instincts. Terra hissed angrily, like an aggravated cat, and her tail flew straight for Krillin's neck, stopping mere millimetres from it, "Let go," she growled, magenta eyes glowing with anger. Piccolo grabbed Terra's tail and twisted on of her arms behind her back, catching her off guard and preventing her from struggling yet not causing her pain. Terra thrashed wildly, shrieking like a wild animal caught by a predator.
Cell looked down momentarily to see Terra being restrained by Piccolo and Krillin. Undiluted hatred took over his mind, 'They have no right to treat her like that. Just because she looks like me. . . those bastards will pay,' Cell thought venomously.
Forgetting about Gohan was a bad move though, Gohan punched Cell squarely in the jaw, sending him flying backwards. Cell's mind was concentrated on Terra though and no matter what life-threatening danger he was in, Terra mattered more. Cell shot down through the sky towards the three. Cell easily punched and blasted Piccolo and Krillin away, catching Terra's prone form in one arm and speeding her off to the top of one of the tallest mountains that surrounded the place where the marble plateau once stood.
Cell gently placed Terra on the mountain, "Are you alright?" Cell asked her tenderly.
"C-Cell!" Terra squeaked, "Behind you!"
Cell grabbed Terra and hugged her close, shielding her from the large ki blast that Gohan had fired at him. Terra could feel the large concentration of ki stinging her skin, her defences were horribly weaker that Cell's. Terra closed her eyes, she could feel Cell letting her go again and rush over to Gohan, 'It's time. . .' the words echoed in her head. Terra felt the blood drain from her face, her clairvoyant mind had pin-pointed the time of Cell's final fight.
fight scene: medium: Cell dies
Terra felt her heart stop in her chest, her breath catch in her throat, and for a few seconds the entire world seemed to stand still fading away, Terra's brain worked overdrive to try and process the information. The world seemed to rush back to her like a speeding train. Tears stung her magenta eyes and tore at her heart, "CELL!!!" she screamed, tears pouring down her pale cheeks like miniature waterfalls. The despair and sorrow drenched, heart wrenching cry escaped her mouth and echoed around the mountainous, empty desert. The emotion in her voice made even the Z fighters cringe slightly in pity.
"No. . ." Terra whispered to herself, she glared hatefully up at Gohan, who had landed on the desert ground, "You killed him!!!" she half shrieked, half sobbed. Tears still pouring down the sides of her face, "You killed him!!!"
Half of Terra wanted to curl up into a ball on the ground and sob, the other half wanted to hurt Gohan for killing her love. All thought of her premonition of her own death gone, she sped at Gohan. If Terra had been conscious of her own behaviour, she would have been quite shocked at how fast she had become. She moved so fast to attack Gohan that she had almost disappeared from sight, just as Cell and Goku had done earlier. Terra attacked with all her might, her vision obscured by the still flowing tears. Gohan was fighting back, still quite angry with her from hitting him across the head earlier. Gohan felt no pity for Terra, and fired a large ki blast at her. Terra didn't even have time to realise that she was going to die before it happened.
Terra groggily opened her sleepy, blood-shot eyes, still sticky with tears. She was waiting in some sort of queue leading to a massive desk. Terra looked at the person in front of her, it was Cell. Terra felt happiness and relief run through her. She reached out to him, but the line moved forwards so fast that King Yemma had already ordered Cell to H.F.I.L before Terra could reach him. Terra felt some invisible force push her towards the enormous desk.
"Heaven," Yemma muttered, ticking her name off of the list.
"Um, excuse me?" Terra interrupted him meekly.
"Yes?" Yemma leaned over the desk.
Terra forced herself not to jump in surprise when she saw how huge he was, "Could I please go to H.F.I.L?" asked Terra quietly, her eyes darting over to Cell and then back at Yemma.
"The Home For Infinite Losers? Sorry, but I'm sure that you'd rather go to Heaven than that place," sighed Yemma.
"Please? I have to-" Terra could hear a distant sound that sounded like Cell. She looked around, as did Yemma, to see Cell trying to fight off a green dude with no nose and a very fish-looking face that reminded Terra of Cell's second form.
"Pikkon? What's going on?" Yemma frowned.
"It's Cell. He won't go to H.F.I.L," Pikkon growled while fighting Cell.
Cell felt weak. Physically and mentally. His body was still getting over the shock of being dead, and the despair of never being able to see Terra again hurt. He could see Terra, she was so close. He heard that she was going to heaven, he knew she deserved it, but he didn't want to be so far away from her.
Terra frowned, she wasn't going to let that ugly, green turtle-looking guy hurt Cell like that, "Stop it!" Terra shouted loudly. Pikkon and Cell both stopped in mid-fight. Like two fighting siblings would when their mother came in. Terra would have almost expected them both to say 'he started it' if it wasn't for the look on Cell's face. It was a look of longing, pleading, self-restraint and warning. Terra could hear someone coming up from behind her, then everything went black.
The rocky floor below was cold and hard. Terra groaned and forced herself to sit up, she put a hand to her forehead to try and soothe her pounding headache. She looked up and gasped, she could see Cell! Her bleary eyes tried to focus on his image, but the funny black, vertical, lines obscured the image. Terra squinted at the bars, she moved her head closer to try and focus on them.
A dull 'clunk' was heard when Terra's head bumped into the jail bars of the cell she was in. Terra grumbled and rubbed her head. When her head cleared, she could see that she was in some kind of cave inside of a mountain. Except that the one jail cell had been divided into three sections. Cell was on one side of the bars along with two odd looking aliens which looked similar to the three in the section that stood between Terra's and Cell's. Cell was meditating as he stood close to the bars, standing as close to Terra as it was possible. Terra looked around the small, dark and cold cell that she was in, two other aliens were in there too. A feeling of lonesome and complete alienation swept over Terra, feeling like the only human there although she wasn't even human herself. Terra wrapped her pale arms around herself, trembling in the cold.
A deep chuckle startled Terra and her head snapped to the side, her wide magenta eyes coming to rest on the smaller alien that was one of her 'room mates'. Terra shuffled backwards on the dirty floor of the mountain-based jail cell, watching the alien fearfully.
The skinny, pale alien smirked and stood, walking over to Terra on it's tree-toed feet. Frieza crouched low in front of Terra and caught her chin in one hand, tilting it upwards so he got a better view of her face, he chuckled darkly, "Oh this should be fun. . ."
By Psycho Llama and Sarah Dempster
Disclaimer: Neither of us own DBZ. Sarah Dempster owns Terra.
Notes: 1. I suck at fight scenes. . . 2. I do not wake up at midnight to type this up and to post it to only get about two reviews. 3. This chapter has not been authorised by Sarah to be put up on the net but I've given her 3 days to respond and nothing. :P Nobody ignored the llama.
Advertising: Scotch Super Heroes: A sci-fi fic about some teens that get turned into superheroes. Authored by Doctoroc.
The Gargoyle's Song: A horror-romance fic about a stone gargoyle, a girl, and a promise.
::Sarah Dempster is controlling a puppet Psycho Llama::
Sarah: *throwing voice* Hello everybody! My name is Psycho Llama. I may have written this but Terra and the story outlines were created by the wonderful, amazing, talented, master-artist Sarah Dempster!
Terra watched the fight nervously, trembling, her murky magenta eyes wide and wet with tears. Her thin, cord-like tail swayed almost limply behind her. Small whimpered escaped from her trembling black lips as she prayed quietly for Cell's safety.
fight scene: short
The Z fighters were getting worried now too. The fight between Cell and Gohan was slowly growing more intense, mountains of solid rock that not even the strongest forces of nature could move crumbled in the wake of the two fighters. They were already deciding on who should stay as back-up and who was going to help get Trunks' corpse and Hercule and his small band of idiots off the island. Krillin looked at Terra, who was trembling slightly as she watched Cell and Gohan battle. A look of pure fear was etched into her perfectly pale face, fear not for herself but for Cell. Krillin felt a small pang of pity for her, after all, Goku said that the first time he had saw her she looked like any other human lacking a good tan.
"Hey guys, what about her? Do you think we should get her to safety too?" inquired Krillin.
"Yeah, I'll do that," Piccolo volunteered gruffly.
Terra was immersed in watching the battle between Cell and Gohan to notice Krillin and Piccolowaling up to her.
"Um, excuse me, miss," Krillin started nervously.
Terra's head whipped around, startled, "W-what?!" she replied fearfully.
"We need to get you back to safety, come on, we'll take you back to Ginger town," offered Trunks.
"No!" Terra shook her head, "I'm staying here!"
"But you'll get hurt, or destroyed, it's dangerous here," Krillin pointed out.
"I don't care! I'm not leaving Cell!" cried Terra defensively.
"You can't help him, as we can't help Gohan. It's too dangerous to stay here and Cell would probably like it better if you were safe," Piccolo pointed out.
"If I leave this island I will be killed anyway! It's safer here for me than anywhere else in this miserable planet!" Terra hissed, her eyes filling with tears.
"What?" asked Krillin stupidly.
"Like you would know. As if you've ever been rejected by all human society. . ." Terra whispered to herself, the sound not audible to Piccolo and Krillin.
"But you'd be safer back in Japan, come on," Krillin insisted, grabbing Terra's arm in an attempt to get her to calm down.
Panic flooded through Terra's bio-genetically enhanced system, igniting her fighting instincts. Terra hissed angrily, like an aggravated cat, and her tail flew straight for Krillin's neck, stopping mere millimetres from it, "Let go," she growled, magenta eyes glowing with anger. Piccolo grabbed Terra's tail and twisted on of her arms behind her back, catching her off guard and preventing her from struggling yet not causing her pain. Terra thrashed wildly, shrieking like a wild animal caught by a predator.
Cell looked down momentarily to see Terra being restrained by Piccolo and Krillin. Undiluted hatred took over his mind, 'They have no right to treat her like that. Just because she looks like me. . . those bastards will pay,' Cell thought venomously.
Forgetting about Gohan was a bad move though, Gohan punched Cell squarely in the jaw, sending him flying backwards. Cell's mind was concentrated on Terra though and no matter what life-threatening danger he was in, Terra mattered more. Cell shot down through the sky towards the three. Cell easily punched and blasted Piccolo and Krillin away, catching Terra's prone form in one arm and speeding her off to the top of one of the tallest mountains that surrounded the place where the marble plateau once stood.
Cell gently placed Terra on the mountain, "Are you alright?" Cell asked her tenderly.
"C-Cell!" Terra squeaked, "Behind you!"
Cell grabbed Terra and hugged her close, shielding her from the large ki blast that Gohan had fired at him. Terra could feel the large concentration of ki stinging her skin, her defences were horribly weaker that Cell's. Terra closed her eyes, she could feel Cell letting her go again and rush over to Gohan, 'It's time. . .' the words echoed in her head. Terra felt the blood drain from her face, her clairvoyant mind had pin-pointed the time of Cell's final fight.
fight scene: medium: Cell dies
Terra felt her heart stop in her chest, her breath catch in her throat, and for a few seconds the entire world seemed to stand still fading away, Terra's brain worked overdrive to try and process the information. The world seemed to rush back to her like a speeding train. Tears stung her magenta eyes and tore at her heart, "CELL!!!" she screamed, tears pouring down her pale cheeks like miniature waterfalls. The despair and sorrow drenched, heart wrenching cry escaped her mouth and echoed around the mountainous, empty desert. The emotion in her voice made even the Z fighters cringe slightly in pity.
"No. . ." Terra whispered to herself, she glared hatefully up at Gohan, who had landed on the desert ground, "You killed him!!!" she half shrieked, half sobbed. Tears still pouring down the sides of her face, "You killed him!!!"
Half of Terra wanted to curl up into a ball on the ground and sob, the other half wanted to hurt Gohan for killing her love. All thought of her premonition of her own death gone, she sped at Gohan. If Terra had been conscious of her own behaviour, she would have been quite shocked at how fast she had become. She moved so fast to attack Gohan that she had almost disappeared from sight, just as Cell and Goku had done earlier. Terra attacked with all her might, her vision obscured by the still flowing tears. Gohan was fighting back, still quite angry with her from hitting him across the head earlier. Gohan felt no pity for Terra, and fired a large ki blast at her. Terra didn't even have time to realise that she was going to die before it happened.
Terra groggily opened her sleepy, blood-shot eyes, still sticky with tears. She was waiting in some sort of queue leading to a massive desk. Terra looked at the person in front of her, it was Cell. Terra felt happiness and relief run through her. She reached out to him, but the line moved forwards so fast that King Yemma had already ordered Cell to H.F.I.L before Terra could reach him. Terra felt some invisible force push her towards the enormous desk.
"Heaven," Yemma muttered, ticking her name off of the list.
"Um, excuse me?" Terra interrupted him meekly.
"Yes?" Yemma leaned over the desk.
Terra forced herself not to jump in surprise when she saw how huge he was, "Could I please go to H.F.I.L?" asked Terra quietly, her eyes darting over to Cell and then back at Yemma.
"The Home For Infinite Losers? Sorry, but I'm sure that you'd rather go to Heaven than that place," sighed Yemma.
"Please? I have to-" Terra could hear a distant sound that sounded like Cell. She looked around, as did Yemma, to see Cell trying to fight off a green dude with no nose and a very fish-looking face that reminded Terra of Cell's second form.
"Pikkon? What's going on?" Yemma frowned.
"It's Cell. He won't go to H.F.I.L," Pikkon growled while fighting Cell.
Cell felt weak. Physically and mentally. His body was still getting over the shock of being dead, and the despair of never being able to see Terra again hurt. He could see Terra, she was so close. He heard that she was going to heaven, he knew she deserved it, but he didn't want to be so far away from her.
Terra frowned, she wasn't going to let that ugly, green turtle-looking guy hurt Cell like that, "Stop it!" Terra shouted loudly. Pikkon and Cell both stopped in mid-fight. Like two fighting siblings would when their mother came in. Terra would have almost expected them both to say 'he started it' if it wasn't for the look on Cell's face. It was a look of longing, pleading, self-restraint and warning. Terra could hear someone coming up from behind her, then everything went black.
The rocky floor below was cold and hard. Terra groaned and forced herself to sit up, she put a hand to her forehead to try and soothe her pounding headache. She looked up and gasped, she could see Cell! Her bleary eyes tried to focus on his image, but the funny black, vertical, lines obscured the image. Terra squinted at the bars, she moved her head closer to try and focus on them.
A dull 'clunk' was heard when Terra's head bumped into the jail bars of the cell she was in. Terra grumbled and rubbed her head. When her head cleared, she could see that she was in some kind of cave inside of a mountain. Except that the one jail cell had been divided into three sections. Cell was on one side of the bars along with two odd looking aliens which looked similar to the three in the section that stood between Terra's and Cell's. Cell was meditating as he stood close to the bars, standing as close to Terra as it was possible. Terra looked around the small, dark and cold cell that she was in, two other aliens were in there too. A feeling of lonesome and complete alienation swept over Terra, feeling like the only human there although she wasn't even human herself. Terra wrapped her pale arms around herself, trembling in the cold.
A deep chuckle startled Terra and her head snapped to the side, her wide magenta eyes coming to rest on the smaller alien that was one of her 'room mates'. Terra shuffled backwards on the dirty floor of the mountain-based jail cell, watching the alien fearfully.
The skinny, pale alien smirked and stood, walking over to Terra on it's tree-toed feet. Frieza crouched low in front of Terra and caught her chin in one hand, tilting it upwards so he got a better view of her face, he chuckled darkly, "Oh this should be fun. . ."