Virivka: oy...what's this?
Kali: I dunno.
Naigra: I-it's a *sneeze* new chapter, ya bakas!
Virivka: oh. We knew that.
Kali: I didn't.
Naigra: yup. T-*sneeze*-his fanfiction has more than one *cough* chapter.
Virivka: so...how's your cold coming?
Kali: you've had it for three days.
Naigra: we have a chapter to *cough* do.
Virivka: oh, right.
Kali: ya, ya, ya!
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Disclaimer: Kali: pweeze, pweeze, pweeze!?
Virivka: no! You messed it up last time!
Naigra: *sneeze* B-but I have a cold, so I can't do it. And you, Virivka, would scare the readers away.
Kali: worse than I would?
Naigra: yep. *cough*
Virivka: Fine. So Kali does it, but just this once.
Kali: Ok, here we go:
To be, or not to...
Virivka: that's Shakespeare, baka!
Kali: let me finish!!
Naigra: oh, for Chikyuu's sak-*cough*-e!! _I'M_ doing it!
NVK does not own DBZ.
Naigra: there. *sneeze* So....on wit da fic!
Kali: awww.....
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Unusually Unusual
Key: _italics_ a period of time has passed/different scene
Chapter Two
Amy hurried home, glancing up at the darkening sky from time to time. When the strange man had appeared, she had not known what to think. She was old enough to know that people didn't just appear.
The man and Mr. Cell had talked for about thirty minutes, and she had heard every word. They had talked about fighting, and the man wanted to fight first-she did not know why. It was strange.
She had been frightened when the sky darkened and lightning began to burst out between the two people she was eavesdropping on. Her mother had told her never to go out in a lightning storm, and besides, she feared thunder. Another thing her mother had told her was to never go outside when it was dark, and to always come inside when it was becoming dark. She had spent a great deal of time investigating the other two houses between her place and Cell's, and that time was catching up to her now that the sun was setting.
Fortune was with her though, for her new house was in sight. Panting slightly with exhaustion, she clamored up the three steps to the decking, reaching the door and pushing the screen open. Her young mind was relieved that the door was not locked.
"Mommy?" Amy called, opening the door a crack.
Her mother answered, but her voice was slurred.
"Yesh, Amy?"
"'M home!" Smiling like the sun itself, the girl walked inside before shutting the door and locking it. She plodded into the kitchen in her slightly over-sized old shoes, glancing around before catching sight of her only parent. Grinning, she rushed over for a hug.
Amy's mother, Tate, quickly threw her empty bottle into an over-full trashcan along the wall, before stooping down to pick her daughter up.
"Where were yers?" The adult demanded, glaring. "'S almost night!"
"I was meeting the neighbors, Mommy. They's nice!"
Sighing, Tate set her daughter on the floor before grabbing her arms and shaking her roughly. "Don't do that again!"
"Yes 'm." Amy's head bobbed as she nodded enthusiastically, and Tate ceased shaking her. The woman picked up the child once more, and proceeded to carry her into her bedroom for some sleep.
Sleep.
The word was alien to Cell. Sure, he had times of rest. But one really couldn't refer to it as "sleeping". When a person was asleep, he could be woken at any moment, with the exception of a talented few. Cell's rest was more total than sleep, mainly due to his android heritage. When he had a deep rest, it was more like a coma than sleep; nothing could wake him up. The coma only happened for a few seconds each day, and its only purpose was to replenish his entire energy supply.
But Cell didn't like resting. It made him feel vulnerable. And he hated that feeling.
Not that the feeling wasn't justified. Even that human, Krillin, could have picked him off while he was resting.
And to him that was not acceptable.
If, in the most warped, twisted, and most impossible situation he was going to die, Goku would have to be the one to pull the trigger. No one else but his most hated enemy would ever, EVER be allowed to destroy him. He would die a thousand times over by the earth-sayian's hand before he allowed anyone else to get that satisfaction.
However, chances were that even Goku would not get to boast that he had destroyed the Bio-android; chances were it would be the exact opposite.
He opened his eyes, looking into the brightening sky of morning.
Ten more mornings, and the Cell Games would begin.
And Goku would die. Cell would see to that if he had to kill himself to do it.
The android sighed deeply, watching the stars fade in the sky. The only problem with the location he had picked was that there was no grass about, with the exception of a few scraggly patches barely clinging to the earth.
Grass. He didn't really mind the stuff. What had that annoying girl said about it?
Ah, yes: 'Somebody left your grass out last night.' Of all the ridiculous things to say.
"Hiya, Mr. Cell!!"
Great, now he thought he was hearing her voice.
Wait a second . . .
He HAD heard her voice.
The android's eyes widened briefly in surprise, before his expression retained control of itself and his emotionless mask snapped on. Then he spoke.
"WHAT are you doing here, girl?"
"Nothin'," Amy answered truthfully.
"Good. Now go," Came the reply.
"Nope."
Cell fumed at the word. Could she have said anything else more annoying? He whirled around, struggling to retain the mask of indifference.
"You have ten seconds before I kill you. I suggest you begin running." The android snarled, breaking the mask and glaring at the nuisance.
Amy cocked her head.
"You can't kill me."
Cell's glare turned into a smirk, and his eyes became glued onto the young human. "Oh? And what makes you think that?"
"You promised that weird man." The statement cut through the air, leaving the android wondering. 'Weird man?'
Suddenly, shock registered on his face for a few seconds.
"You heard me talking with Goku?" His voice was disbelieving-how could she have possibly overheard them? She had been out of his sight.
"So that's his name? It's weird." Amy commented, "You sure talked for a long time. Why did the sky turn black?"
Cell did not truly care to explain to the child the forces and uses of chi, and besides, such an explanation would likely take a long time and give her even more chances to ask annoying questions, and he wanted her to leave, NOW.
"Look, girl, I'm not going to pander to your stupid questions. You are going to go home right now, and you're going to tell nobody about this, understand?"
"Why?" Cell's eyes drew into a glare at the girl's question. There was no way he'd fall for _that_ trick again.
"Just go." He hissed. Amy hesitated, then to the android's relief she turned to walk off. Snorting once, Cell returned to meditation.
"Mister Cell?"
One of the cyborg's eyes twitched, but remained shut.
"What now? Aren't you leaving?"
"Oh, I am. I just wanna say goo'bye."
"Sure. Whatever. Farewell."
Even though he could not see it, Cell knew Amy bobbed her head at his voice, and he heard her feet shift as she began to walk away.
"See ya tomorrow, Mister Cell!"
Cell's eyes flew open in horror at Amy's last call, but he stopped himself from reacting and turning around to stare at her retreating form. She was already gone, and if he ran after her he knew she would take it as something it was not-a sign of joy, not annoyance. He would simply have to try and get rid of her the next day.
//Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!// The android chanted to himself mentally, berating himself for the idiocy it had taken to agree to Goku's "leave everyone out of this until we meet in the ring" agreement.
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Naigra: *cough* hope it wasn't to short.
Kali: we haven't worked on this for, like, ages.
Virivka: and it would have turned into a one-shot on FF.net if I hadn't found it the other night and finished it!
Naigra: yeah, *sneeze* yeah, we know. You're going to hold that against us forever, aren't *cough* you?
Virivka: why, yes, I am.
Kali: bu-bye! :)))))))))))))))))))))))
Kali: I dunno.
Naigra: I-it's a *sneeze* new chapter, ya bakas!
Virivka: oh. We knew that.
Kali: I didn't.
Naigra: yup. T-*sneeze*-his fanfiction has more than one *cough* chapter.
Virivka: so...how's your cold coming?
Kali: you've had it for three days.
Naigra: we have a chapter to *cough* do.
Virivka: oh, right.
Kali: ya, ya, ya!
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Disclaimer: Kali: pweeze, pweeze, pweeze!?
Virivka: no! You messed it up last time!
Naigra: *sneeze* B-but I have a cold, so I can't do it. And you, Virivka, would scare the readers away.
Kali: worse than I would?
Naigra: yep. *cough*
Virivka: Fine. So Kali does it, but just this once.
Kali: Ok, here we go:
To be, or not to...
Virivka: that's Shakespeare, baka!
Kali: let me finish!!
Naigra: oh, for Chikyuu's sak-*cough*-e!! _I'M_ doing it!
NVK does not own DBZ.
Naigra: there. *sneeze* So....on wit da fic!
Kali: awww.....
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Unusually Unusual
Key: _italics_ a period of time has passed/different scene
Chapter Two
Amy hurried home, glancing up at the darkening sky from time to time. When the strange man had appeared, she had not known what to think. She was old enough to know that people didn't just appear.
The man and Mr. Cell had talked for about thirty minutes, and she had heard every word. They had talked about fighting, and the man wanted to fight first-she did not know why. It was strange.
She had been frightened when the sky darkened and lightning began to burst out between the two people she was eavesdropping on. Her mother had told her never to go out in a lightning storm, and besides, she feared thunder. Another thing her mother had told her was to never go outside when it was dark, and to always come inside when it was becoming dark. She had spent a great deal of time investigating the other two houses between her place and Cell's, and that time was catching up to her now that the sun was setting.
Fortune was with her though, for her new house was in sight. Panting slightly with exhaustion, she clamored up the three steps to the decking, reaching the door and pushing the screen open. Her young mind was relieved that the door was not locked.
"Mommy?" Amy called, opening the door a crack.
Her mother answered, but her voice was slurred.
"Yesh, Amy?"
"'M home!" Smiling like the sun itself, the girl walked inside before shutting the door and locking it. She plodded into the kitchen in her slightly over-sized old shoes, glancing around before catching sight of her only parent. Grinning, she rushed over for a hug.
Amy's mother, Tate, quickly threw her empty bottle into an over-full trashcan along the wall, before stooping down to pick her daughter up.
"Where were yers?" The adult demanded, glaring. "'S almost night!"
"I was meeting the neighbors, Mommy. They's nice!"
Sighing, Tate set her daughter on the floor before grabbing her arms and shaking her roughly. "Don't do that again!"
"Yes 'm." Amy's head bobbed as she nodded enthusiastically, and Tate ceased shaking her. The woman picked up the child once more, and proceeded to carry her into her bedroom for some sleep.
Sleep.
The word was alien to Cell. Sure, he had times of rest. But one really couldn't refer to it as "sleeping". When a person was asleep, he could be woken at any moment, with the exception of a talented few. Cell's rest was more total than sleep, mainly due to his android heritage. When he had a deep rest, it was more like a coma than sleep; nothing could wake him up. The coma only happened for a few seconds each day, and its only purpose was to replenish his entire energy supply.
But Cell didn't like resting. It made him feel vulnerable. And he hated that feeling.
Not that the feeling wasn't justified. Even that human, Krillin, could have picked him off while he was resting.
And to him that was not acceptable.
If, in the most warped, twisted, and most impossible situation he was going to die, Goku would have to be the one to pull the trigger. No one else but his most hated enemy would ever, EVER be allowed to destroy him. He would die a thousand times over by the earth-sayian's hand before he allowed anyone else to get that satisfaction.
However, chances were that even Goku would not get to boast that he had destroyed the Bio-android; chances were it would be the exact opposite.
He opened his eyes, looking into the brightening sky of morning.
Ten more mornings, and the Cell Games would begin.
And Goku would die. Cell would see to that if he had to kill himself to do it.
The android sighed deeply, watching the stars fade in the sky. The only problem with the location he had picked was that there was no grass about, with the exception of a few scraggly patches barely clinging to the earth.
Grass. He didn't really mind the stuff. What had that annoying girl said about it?
Ah, yes: 'Somebody left your grass out last night.' Of all the ridiculous things to say.
"Hiya, Mr. Cell!!"
Great, now he thought he was hearing her voice.
Wait a second . . .
He HAD heard her voice.
The android's eyes widened briefly in surprise, before his expression retained control of itself and his emotionless mask snapped on. Then he spoke.
"WHAT are you doing here, girl?"
"Nothin'," Amy answered truthfully.
"Good. Now go," Came the reply.
"Nope."
Cell fumed at the word. Could she have said anything else more annoying? He whirled around, struggling to retain the mask of indifference.
"You have ten seconds before I kill you. I suggest you begin running." The android snarled, breaking the mask and glaring at the nuisance.
Amy cocked her head.
"You can't kill me."
Cell's glare turned into a smirk, and his eyes became glued onto the young human. "Oh? And what makes you think that?"
"You promised that weird man." The statement cut through the air, leaving the android wondering. 'Weird man?'
Suddenly, shock registered on his face for a few seconds.
"You heard me talking with Goku?" His voice was disbelieving-how could she have possibly overheard them? She had been out of his sight.
"So that's his name? It's weird." Amy commented, "You sure talked for a long time. Why did the sky turn black?"
Cell did not truly care to explain to the child the forces and uses of chi, and besides, such an explanation would likely take a long time and give her even more chances to ask annoying questions, and he wanted her to leave, NOW.
"Look, girl, I'm not going to pander to your stupid questions. You are going to go home right now, and you're going to tell nobody about this, understand?"
"Why?" Cell's eyes drew into a glare at the girl's question. There was no way he'd fall for _that_ trick again.
"Just go." He hissed. Amy hesitated, then to the android's relief she turned to walk off. Snorting once, Cell returned to meditation.
"Mister Cell?"
One of the cyborg's eyes twitched, but remained shut.
"What now? Aren't you leaving?"
"Oh, I am. I just wanna say goo'bye."
"Sure. Whatever. Farewell."
Even though he could not see it, Cell knew Amy bobbed her head at his voice, and he heard her feet shift as she began to walk away.
"See ya tomorrow, Mister Cell!"
Cell's eyes flew open in horror at Amy's last call, but he stopped himself from reacting and turning around to stare at her retreating form. She was already gone, and if he ran after her he knew she would take it as something it was not-a sign of joy, not annoyance. He would simply have to try and get rid of her the next day.
//Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid!// The android chanted to himself mentally, berating himself for the idiocy it had taken to agree to Goku's "leave everyone out of this until we meet in the ring" agreement.
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Naigra: *cough* hope it wasn't to short.
Kali: we haven't worked on this for, like, ages.
Virivka: and it would have turned into a one-shot on FF.net if I hadn't found it the other night and finished it!
Naigra: yeah, *sneeze* yeah, we know. You're going to hold that against us forever, aren't *cough* you?
Virivka: why, yes, I am.
Kali: bu-bye! :)))))))))))))))))))))))