Disclaimer: If I seriously owned anything in relation to Dragon Ball Z or any of its characters I wouldn't have the time do be writing this fanfic out. So bwah! =P. Any other character (Foreign, for instance!) is owned by moi! And I don't own Barbie.
Sierrakoi: Wow! This is the next installment of Collision! Beams I've grown rather attached to this fic...^-^;
Random dude: You have too much time on your hands.
Sierrakoi: And you need a friend!
Random dude: Yeah..-_-
First Impressions
"Is there trust in the unknown?"
"Hey Miss- Care for our local newspaper? It covers the entire city-"
Foreign ignored the teenager handing out newspapers. The city of Sanrioki was bustling with human activity, the earthlings bumbling everywhere, either going to work or coming back home. She shook her head. -What good is it going to do them? What use is this thing they call money? Don't they worry about their survival?- These humans were proving to be quite the enigma.
Foreign found herself pacing down the darkened streets with shadows seeping from the alleys to the sides. At least she had gotten away from the crowds of humans. This way would prove faster than the main pathways. She could have easily flown but she didn't want to draw attention to herself YET. It was all a part of her game.
Foreign loves games. Playing with the minds of others, cause and effect, the whole shebang. It amused her and she absolutely adored irony.
The sides of the buildings that loomed on either side were vacant, empty windows looking over the forgotten streets. Trashcans could be found lined up, sometimes overflowing. Paper shifted on the ground from the passing winds, dust was stirred. She took a deep breath. The city air was stale, almost man-made. She was taking her time in returning to her pod. It wasn't any FUN if you rushed a game- it had to flow and be spontaneous. Then again...
The signal the main console had sent her was a bit more urgent than normal. She had quickly gone over the data it had sent. Whoever had been messing around had a different DNA pattern than the human being. It was all very sketchy data, as a lot of the pod's power and data banks had been knocked out by the magnetism of meteor showers she had passed on the way here. Once she really got to thinking about that the space between her arched eyebrows creased. Interesting...maybe she should hurry this along.
Foreign always suffered from various, random mood changes. One minute she was content, the other she could be a spitfire. But she was always in control and rarely did her true intentions reveal themselves. She was careful about masking her expressions and a master at being 'the unknown'.
She made up her mind. -If it wasn't human than it might be quicker to leave...and that would ruin the fun...- She tucked her clothing tighter under her arm, ready to kick-off into a fast-paced flight when suddenly-
"Hey gorgeous. Where you goin'?"
Foreign stopped, standing motionless in the middle of the alley.
-I don't have time for this.-
The owner of the voice strode cockily out of the corner he had been standing in. He was rather tall, muscled, with short-cropped black hair and brown eyes. He wore a punkish attire with torn leggings and tattoos on his arms.
Foreign wasn't impressed. "Go away, inferior."
"Inf-er-rior?" The man mimicked badly. "What are you, a doctor? Just hand it over already, lady. Don't make me do anything I'd regret!" He was now a mere five feet away and glaring.
Foreign sighed out of her nose. -Obviously he's talking about 'money'.-
"Okay. I'll hand it over," Foreign replied coldy. She turned her back to the man, which confused him, then raised her hand over her shoulder.
Z-ISHP!
The ki blast rocketed over the man, a faint blue-golden sphere, and smacked into the nearest wall. The rotten bricks immediately crumbled, which caused a chain reaction. Dust flew everywhere, windows shattered and trashcans were knocked over as the blast exploded, light flaring heatedly. The man squealed, tripping over himself and landing on the ground. The entire building collapsed upon itself, causing an annoying 'KA-BOOOM'ing noise. Foreign didn't much less turn around as she used the element of the dust and debris scattered about to aid in her unseen escape. Kicking easily off the ground she sailed into the air. She looked below, spotting the building and the pathetic human who was gawking at it, still sitting blankly on the pavement. She smirked, surveying the top of the city, and took off at a mediocre speed, disappearing into the sky before any could realize she had been there.
-_-_-_-
-Perhaps that wasn't too intelligent. That human could easily babble about my appearance to others, then the human media would catch on to it...- Foreign yawned as the air wisped by her, her hair swept away from her face and her clothing flapping as she gained speed. She was masking her ki, though it could still be sensed, but she paid that no mind. All she had seen on this planet were bumbling creatures anyway. -Not that it matters though.-
Trees, grass, hills, and the occasional house zipped by underneath. She had her arms crossed. She felt awkward in her earthling attire, yet strangely amused. -Ironic.-
Judging by the landscape she was getting closer to her pod. The dirt was getting a reddish tint and the hills were more numerous as she continued. She began to slow her speed until she was just hovering in the sky. She reached out with her mind, trying to pinpoint any nearby ki signature. -I don't sense any...-
A small glint of a ki signature rung her alarm bell. She frowned.
-Faint. Very faint. Not human, I can see. Either a weak non-earthling or a powerful being who has learned to mask their ki as I...-
Foreign descended swiftly to the ground, her feet barely touching the dirt.
This might prove interesting.
-_-_-_-
Cell spotted a ki signature closing in, only a flicker, then fade off.
-Very interesting.-
He had slunk into the shadows of a nearby small forest that was just on the outskirts of the chain of hills that the pod perched upon. With the shock and well-working security system of the machine he had found, he concluded that whoever it belonged to would return shortly. He was determined to find out if it was somehow linked to the Z fighters, and if so what significance it had.
-Not a human, I see.-
Cell shifted over to his left so he could get a better view from his station. The ki signature had faded completely, and this both intrigued and worried the android. He couldn't risk a sneak attack. He might be regaining a little strength bit-by-bit but he was not Perfect.
-There!-
A solitary figure came into view, settling quietly on the ground. Cell narrowed his eyes and sharpened his vision. It LOOKED like a human...but he knew better. It resembled a female dressed in human clothing, but the way it walked and the very aura it carried was very strange and alien to him. Even with his keen eyesight he still could not clearly see her face and its expression from the great distance.
The figure strode up to the pod and circled it a few times, seeming to check it out for any damage. It let a hand slide across the surface and Cell noticed it was not shocked like he had been. Stupid contraption.
After inspecting the exterior the female walked around to the front and seemed to do something to the bulk of it. A second later a hatch opened, an entry appeared and the figure walked inside. After it was in the interior the hatch closed behind it.
When the human look-a-like had gone out of sight Cell frowned with his beak. Surely this was no new breed of saiyajin that had happened upon the planet? But even though the pod reminded him of one, the entire being that had come did not add up. No matter how skilled, a saiyajin carries a saiyajin aura and at least SOME amount of miniscule ki could be sensed, if one was paying very close attention. Whoever owned that pod had their ki completely masked, with was very unusual.
-Almost like an android...- Cell thought.
That notion sparked some interest.
Other androids? Some unknown spawn?
Was it even possible?
Cell drifted into thought, his coloring blending him into the shadows that the trees and shrubbery provided.
-_-_-_-
"Give me a land sweep."
The main console replied a moment later. "Power supply not fully rebooted. Further distribution of power might result in pod failure. Are you sure you want to continue the appointed task?"
Foreign frowned. Pod failure? If the pod failed she would be utterly stranded on this unknown planet until it rebooted again, which would take a very long time. It would be far shorter a wait if she had the appropriate equipment, but she had left in quite a hurry...
-No time to think about the past,- Foreign chided herself. -I can take care of myself. This planet offers no resistance...-
"Computer?"
"Yes?" The console replied in its programmed, emotionless voice.
"Do the land sweep."
"Affirmative."
Foreign sighed, turning from the console. Anxiety washed over her, and agitation. She wanted to KNOW what it was that had disturbed her pod earlier. She didn't like information being held from her, and she usually obtained a temper. The pod lights dimmed, conserving some energy, and the lights on the master board bleeped on and off. Once. Twice.
There was a 'beep' and immediately, as Foreign could see from the solitary window, the landscape outside for at least three miles was swept by the sensors with a faint white light. Three miles was all the pod could muster the strength for, but it was enough. Immediately data piled up on the screen of every living organism level two and higher that occupied the area when the sensors had swept.
Foreign pressed a few buttons, scanning it, until one entry caught her eye.
-Ki signature sensed. Sentient being, far over level two. Functioning mind. This has got to be it!-
Foreign chuckled, wasting no time in opening the hatch and taking to the outside.
-I can't wait!-
-_-_-_-
He had been scanned.
-Blast it!- though Cell bitterly. He had picked up the slight tingling sensation of a scanner. He stood erect, his muscles temporarily stiff. He could try to escape without being seen. Then again, that might be foolish...but what if the creature was an android?
A good opportunity for a good boost of energy...
-But if and when I do meet this newcomer, I should gather all information about her first...it could prove invaluable.-
"Hello."
Cell's eyes jerked open and he hissed savagely, leaping backwards with lethal grace and cunning. He quickly regained his composure...
...And looked right at the very being in which he had been thinking of.
She indeed resembled a human, as he had first suspected, by her face...but it was not full of expression. It was rather...monotone.
Foreign's mind was also spinning. She CERTAINLY hadn't planned on seeing, much less meeting something of this magnitude. The thing, whatever it was, was adorned with armor and sleek muscle, possessing a large head crest and slanted eyes, just above a cruel beak. A tail waved behind it, seemingly oblivious, and it looked very annoyed, surprised, baffled, and curious all in one.
Silence.
Utter silence.
-What is she doing?- Cell growled inwardly.
-What is he doing?- Foreign purred inwardly.
Then, recognition!
"You're Cell, I take it?"
Cell couldn't help but blink as all his muscles tensed to their extreme. He had no trust in this thing, and had no reason to trust in it. "Yes," he rasped angrily. He hated being surprised. "How do you know?"
Foreign shrugged, which baffled Cell more. He figured that if this female knew who he was she would be cowering in terror...but she wasn't.
"I just do. I thought you died," Foreign replied. Her mind flashed back.
She was sitting, bored, in the pod as the faint glimmer of stars echoed through the one window that shed any form of light. Foreign growled, rubbing her temples, then raised her gaze to the main console that sat there idly.
"Computer, give me a channel of signals to watch...anything...preferably something from the planet we're heading toward."
"Affirmative."
It was only a moment before the screen widened and images flashed across the screen from millions of signals that came from the planet. Interested now, Foreign rose from her seat and walked to the screen, adjusting it, flipping through signals...
...Until one caught her eye. On it, though hazy and from a far distance, it showed a solitary figure standing idly on a raised marble platform with pillars at either corner. There was a man with golden hair standing in front of the figure, and they seemed to be conversing. Deciding to be educated in her first bit of human, Foreign raised the volume and began to watch. After a moment she could understand what they were saying.
It was an old broadcast of the 'Cell Games'...
Foreign had noticed this creature looked strangely similar to the Cell she had seen on the screen, and had put them together.
"I did die," Cell responded icily. In a flash he shot out a hand, grabbing the female by the collar of her shirt and pulling her toward him, his slitted eyes flashing. "But that is NONE of your concern. Who are you to be addressing me?"
Foreign normally would have been angry, but she was still in her good mood. "I am not from this planet, I fear. I have decided to call myself Foreign in your tongue, as my real name would be unpronounceable to you."
-Ah-hah!- Cell chuckled mentally. So she wasn't from this planet.
"I request you release me," Foreign instructed calmly. Cell smirked.
"Not until I have all the information I need from you," He growled in response.
BAM!
Cell swooned, his grip lessening as Foreign's fist retracted from punching him in the face. She squeezed out of his grip, taking a few steps back and lowering her head, planting her feet into the soil. Cell snarled, rubbing his beak. It hadn't hurt but...the very nerve!
"You-" Cell snapped, but was stopped as Foreign held up a hand.
"I see we got off on the wrong foot," she said. "I only wished to be unhanded by you. I see the point you made; I haven't given very much data about me, and I know of you already. I received some old broadcasts in my pod that mentioned you."
Cell only growled in response but cooled his temper. As his anger subsided his curiosity grew. He had to play this smoothly, he couldn't let the temper that came along with his Imperfect Form ruin anything. So he only crossed his arms, still on high-alert, and pierced Foreign with his gaze. "Please continue, dear Foreign."
She breathed deeply. "I come from a different planet and was assigned to this one. I will not go into detail of my departure. Let's just say I'm an 'outlaw', if you would. I have decided to disguise myself as a human to further educate myself of the planet. In actuality I am a deosika. An android."
Excitement welled up within Cell's black heart. An android! This was too perfect.
"Well, I am sure there are many things you have yet to know about me," Cell purred. He was beginning to play his game, an effort to extract information from this 'Foreign'. "Yet you do not fear me. Why is that?"
Foreign blew a few strands of hair from her face as she replied. "Well, I can see that you are not in your final form- or at least the form you possessed when I viewed you. So you are not at full power. Another thing is I doubt you would destroy me now because there is still so much you do not know, dear Cell."
Cell smirked. She was right, and oh-so perceptive.
Suddenly a sting within his consciousness.
-Blast!-
Cell turned his head to the east, grimacing. "He's coming. I know his ki." He turned back to Foreign, who was watching curiously. "I am sorry we cannot further our conversation, but I must make haste. And please note- I will not be as kind as I was now. Fare well." With a kick Cell sailed into the air, above the tree-tops that had divided them from the sky. Curious and stubborn, Foreign kicked up after him. Cell sensed this and stopped, in the dead-center of the sun.
Foreign came to a stop as she hovered at the tops of the trees, frowning. "Why the haste, Cell?"
Cell made no answer as his heart began to pound. He was getting nearer and he had no more time fro chit-chat. Raising his fingers to his face and made his body go rigid.
"SOLAR FLARE!"
Immediately the sky and landscape was bathed in blinding light. Foreign growled in rage as spots burst before her eyes and she tried to shield her face. After a moment she opened one eye, painfully, and then the other. The light was gone, and so was Cell. She reached out for his ki but it was heavily masked and she did not catch a flicker of it.
-What was that for?!- she snarled. She landed hastily on the ground, disappearing and reappearing by her pod in pure speed. "I don't care WHO he is, no one attempts to blind me and gets away with it- filthy inferior..." she spat in annoyance. It was a twinge caught her consciousness and she looked up, narrowing her eyes. She had just felt what Cell had felt moments before, a ki closing in at good speed...
-As long as this Cell doesn't reveal me, I should be safe...- Foreign noted mentally as she hastily pressed a few hidden buttons on the pod and the hatch opened. She leaped inside, it closing behind her and she practically flew at the panel, working on the switches. "Computer! Auto-hologram, now! Use the rest of the energy reserves!"
"Affirmative," the console responded, not interested in the least bit. There was an electrical hum and then utter silence as Foreign caught her breath, peering out the window at the cerulean sky. Her sudden burst of energy had surprised her.
No matter what...NO ONE could be allowed to find out she was on earth...
Which mean she would have to take care of this Cell...
And she would have to take him out even earlier than she would like if he told...
-_-_-_-
Piccolo looked to the ground that passed beneath him. He had originally been planning on visiting Gohan and Goten, along with Chi-Chi, but a strange sensation had told him to check out the area here first. It was Kami's inner caution that told him to do this, he knew, and Kami was very helpful. So without much resistance he had come out here, only to find nothing. He frowned, having found nothing out of the ordinary. Sighing he swerved to the left, heading back to Chi-Chi's house. She never was quite the same after Goku's departure.
The pod, concealed beneath its protective hologram to look just like the surrounding ground, did not catch his eye.
End of Episode Bonus!
Sierrakoi: Hey there! I'm going to play truth or dare with our favorite random person, random dude!
Random dude: I never said I wanted to play!
Sierrakoi: Feeling a bit awkward? Hmmm... I know! Snaps her fingers and immediately Goten and Trunks appear Hey guys!
Goten and Trunks: In unison Hey Sierra!
Random dude: What'd you bring them here for??!
Sierrakoi: To spice up things. Goten, Trunks, want to play truth or dare?
Goten: Yeah! He and Trunks look to each other with that excitement, mischievous glint in their eyes
Trunks: I'm in!
Sierrakoi: I'll go first...okay. Goten! Truth or dare?
Goten: Ice cream!
Sierrakoi: Uh...
Trunks: Elbows Goten Oh, come on!
Goten: Blinks and rubs his head Okie...what about...I choose dare! I'm not scared of anything!
Sierrakoi: Hmm...Goten, I dare you to...take this Barbie...Pulls out a tea-time Barbie name it Sally-Sue-Bob and make it your best friend!
Random dude: What kind of a dare is that?!
Goten: Okay! Takes the Barbie Hello Sally-Sue-Bob!
Trunks: Uh...
Sierrakoi: Wow. I didn't expect him to take it so well.
Trunks: Goten!
Goten: What? Blink
Sierrakoi: Your turn Goten!
Goten: Okie...hmm...Trunks!
Trunks: DARE!
Goten: I want you to give Sally-Sue-Bob a big kiss! Holds her out
Trunks: WHAT?!?
Sierrakoi: LOL
Random dude: Oh brother...
Trunks: Ugh... QUICKLY gives Sally-Sue-Bob a peck on the cheek
Goten: Oh look! She's blushing!
Random dude: Rubs head...
Sierrakoi: Laughing uncontrollably
(A/N: Hey People! Who do you think Trunks should pick to do truth or dare? And what should they do?! This should get interesting! On the other hand...seems Foreign and Cell might have gotten off on the wrong foot. Wonder what that could lead up to?)