Gohan, Piccolo, Bulla, and Pan walked into the room with the Dragonballs in
it. Gohan walked over to the platform where they lay and picked up the four
star.
"I have a lot of memories with this ball. Hmm, that was so long ago."
"Gohan, be serious about this. There's a terror on the lose. We don't have time to talk about the past. We have to save the present and the future."
"I know I'm sorry."
"It's ok. I understand. Now what's your plan."
"Well, we can't wish for Cell to be gone because he has the same power that Shenron has, so he could just put himself back. But, if we use his own strategy against him, we might be able to stop him."
"And what strategy is that?"
"To become infused with the power of the Dragonballs. One of us must fuse with Shenron."
"Hmm, it sounds risky but it might work. But, which one of us is going to fuse?"
"I will. I beat him the first time, I'll beat him again."
The four of them took off toward Armegeddeon.
* * *
Gogeta and Cell were right back at. They exchanged blows, neither slowing or showing any sign of defeat, yet both were growing very tired. Gogeta threw a glowing green beam at him. Cell somersaulted sideways and barely missed it as it flew passed. It continued onward and incinerated one of the castle walls. Cell plopped himself down on the bricks and panted. Gogeta did the same.
"Maybe..we should take another break. My back hurts real bad and my stomach is eating itself. Can I go to like, a Carl's Junior and come back in an hour or so?"
"Ha! You saiyans think only with your stomachs. You have experienced nothing! Come my brothers!"
Six Cells erupted out of the ground and surrounded Gogeta. They threw themselves at him and held him down. He could have easily fought them all off, but he didn't have the energy to do it. Cell walked over to him as he lay there pathetically. He raised a finger and pointed it at his head.
"You son of a bitch! You cloned yourself! That's not fair!"
"So arrogant. That is why the saiyan race fell in the first place. Now I shall finish the job."
Yellow energy began to gather around his finger. A bright flash passed over his eyes and instead of Gogeta's head being off, his own arm was gone. He looked to the ridge to his left. There, stood Piccolo.
"I have a lot of memories with this ball. Hmm, that was so long ago."
"Gohan, be serious about this. There's a terror on the lose. We don't have time to talk about the past. We have to save the present and the future."
"I know I'm sorry."
"It's ok. I understand. Now what's your plan."
"Well, we can't wish for Cell to be gone because he has the same power that Shenron has, so he could just put himself back. But, if we use his own strategy against him, we might be able to stop him."
"And what strategy is that?"
"To become infused with the power of the Dragonballs. One of us must fuse with Shenron."
"Hmm, it sounds risky but it might work. But, which one of us is going to fuse?"
"I will. I beat him the first time, I'll beat him again."
The four of them took off toward Armegeddeon.
* * *
Gogeta and Cell were right back at. They exchanged blows, neither slowing or showing any sign of defeat, yet both were growing very tired. Gogeta threw a glowing green beam at him. Cell somersaulted sideways and barely missed it as it flew passed. It continued onward and incinerated one of the castle walls. Cell plopped himself down on the bricks and panted. Gogeta did the same.
"Maybe..we should take another break. My back hurts real bad and my stomach is eating itself. Can I go to like, a Carl's Junior and come back in an hour or so?"
"Ha! You saiyans think only with your stomachs. You have experienced nothing! Come my brothers!"
Six Cells erupted out of the ground and surrounded Gogeta. They threw themselves at him and held him down. He could have easily fought them all off, but he didn't have the energy to do it. Cell walked over to him as he lay there pathetically. He raised a finger and pointed it at his head.
"You son of a bitch! You cloned yourself! That's not fair!"
"So arrogant. That is why the saiyan race fell in the first place. Now I shall finish the job."
Yellow energy began to gather around his finger. A bright flash passed over his eyes and instead of Gogeta's head being off, his own arm was gone. He looked to the ridge to his left. There, stood Piccolo.