Chapter 7: Confrontation

It had been a few weeks since Cell had taken Siren from her home and plenty of things had happened during that time. Cell had a run in with Piccolo and had successfully absorbed his arm. Yet Piccolo was very clever and had managed to trick Cell in telling him how he had gotten here and what is was that he wanted. During the time that it had taken Cell to explain himself, Piccolo was able to regenerate his arm. Cell was outraged at the nameks cunning but luckily was able to get away taking Siren with him. Siren didn't mind too much for some reason she felt safer with Cell. A weird feeling sent chills up her spine during the time Piccolo was near. She didn't know why but it was something about Piccolo she didn't trust, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Cell would then venture into more cities leaving Siren alone then coming back for her when he had absorbed everyone around.
Sirens attacks had grown worse and she even had one in front of Cell. He had asked her about it but she had told him it was nothing. Cell knew that she still had secrets and that her attack was one of them. The more she denied him answers the more his curiosity grew. Cell even began taking a liking to Siren not that he'd ever admit it openly or even to himself. Cell now looked at Siren more as a companion instead of a captive. Siren was even more open to him than she had been before, she still kept to herself but at the same time she was much more welcoming. What Cell really enjoyed about her was for the fact that she never complained, sure she'd throw witty remarks his way but he'd just leave them be or threaten her to keep her mouth shut.
Now it is night and Cell and Siren where resting at a motel. Cell stopped by there to take cover for the night and let Siren rest. It's not like it was out of his way the nearest city was just five miles ahead. Siren had snuck out and had gone for a walk. She couldn't sleep so she figured she get fresh air. Sure there had been many times where she had thought about running away but what good would it do. She wouldn't be able to get too far and it's not like Cell wouldn't find her again so she just avoided the stressful situation all together. While walking a deathly cold breeze blew causing her hair to sway as it passed by. Siren stopped still facing forward and crossed her arms. "I warned you Damian. I said if you ever showed your face again I'd kill you."
A light chuckle was heard as a shadowed figure soon came into view. There Damian stood with a smirk playing on his lips. His black hair was neatly combed back to keep from hiding such handsome features of his face. He wore a long black leather trench coat with the collar up. His shirt was a black dress shirt neatly pressed which was neatly tucked into black leather pants. He wore black boots to finish the ensemble most likely to fit in with the city night life. The moon seemed to give his pale skin a brilliant almost hypnotizing glow and his crimson red eyes stared into her blue ones. "I must say Siren; you are a hard girl to keep up with. Seems you've been traveling with a new friend."
"He is none of your concern. Enough talk you die now!" Damian only smiled but that soon faded when Siren was no longer in sight. "Looking for me?" When Damian turned around a left hook met his jaw and a right uppercut to his nose. Damian stumbled back and felt his nose which in fact was bleeding. "And like I said that night you're too wild for your own good and I will break you."