Pieces of Eden- Satan's Arrival
Deity Sector
Unknown , Unknown
Champa was having a good morning. The purple cat god had been enjoying his bath, with his best, and probably only friend, Vados nearby, but not in the room. She was, you know, female, and he had at least a little decency. Champa was also a bit self conscious about his body, even though he knew Vados could help him with that, he would never tell her. So he bathed alone with just himself, his thoughts, and his extravagant room.
His bath room was located on the edge of his flipped pyramid shaped planet, giving him an amazing view of the cosmos and all the things he could destroy if he wanted. But he was neither as power hungry, or destructive as his other fellow destroyers. He instead enjoyed the simpler things, like food, food, and most importantly, training mortals.
While he wasn't as power hungry for himself, as he knew himself to be the supreme being in the universe, he did enjoy making protegees, and keeping a steady supply of strong warriors for Vados to choose from in case he were to perish for some reason. However, he still hadn't taught anyone the secrets of the destroyer. He was waiting. Waiting for a warrior of incredible caliber to come to him. One that was not afraid of death. Young. Incredibly strong. Preferably a Saiyan (those were his favorites. They were righteous protectors who had natural god ki links, although none of them knew of it). And, they had to come to him. He would not search for one to take his position. They had to want or need it enough to get him.
He just hoped it would be soon. He wasn't getting any younger here.
The chubby destroyer leaned back in his bath, fantasizing about having an absolutely shredded, massive physique. And a great student to teach. He soaked in the slightly above lukewarm water and sighed with content. Everything was going good.
His peace, however, was shattered when his entire planet shook. Not just shake a little like when he woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or accidently put his cup down with too much force. But shook. As in about to fall apart.
Champa quickly stood from his bath. Annoyance and curiosity both playing across his face. He walked outside, grabbing his towel and wrapping it around his waist as he went. Decency was still in play.
Reaching the doorless exit to his bath house, he made his was outside, soaking in his personal sun's heat. His star was ridiculously close to his planet, making his planet a toasty 500 degrees fahrenheit at all times. Just the way he liked it. He continued on his little expedition until he reached the open field he used for training (it was unkempt to say the least).
In the center of his square mile training field, was a crater almost as large as his bath house (which was impressive). In the center of the crater was a skeletal looking man. His body had burns all over, and his face was nothing but skeletal. But, he was alive. That muc, Champa could tell. "Vados," He barked in a kind manner, more in a way of getting her attention "heal our friend here please, he's on the edge of the rope and I would rather not keep him that way."
"Yes, Lord Champa." Vados confirmed as she pointed at the body with her staff. The man was almost instantly healed and rejuvenated. His face had come back, and his flesh was restored back to its full capability. He was still however, unconscious.
Champa grumbled and strutted over to the body, narrowly avoiding the dragon that landed in the exact spot that he had just been. "That one too, Vados."
"Right Away."
Champa leaned over the boy, studying his facial features, checking for scars and other implications of a warrior. He obviously held the body for one, one that Chamapa desired all too much. But other than that, he was littered with scars and imperfections that made Champa grin. This one would make a fine student. His grin widened even further when he noticed the limp tail on the ground next to the man. A Saiyan.
Champa raised his hand to slap the warrior awake when suddenly, the god's eyes shot open. "Absolutely insane." He stated in something akin to awe.
Champa sensed out into the warrior's soul and sensed a power that was nothing to scoff at, even at his level, even though he wouldn't be able to touch him in the least. But it was what was happening to it.
It seems that the boy was absorbing the energy around him, collecting God ki and rewriting his own to become linked to it. It was absolutely astonishing. And he was doing it unconscious at that! Champa stared at the man, before deciding to help him out. Champa held a small amount of destroyer ki out in his palm. It was nothing much, only about a percent of what he was capable of (so in anyone else's terms, it was a power anyone would commit genocide for). He help the ki close to the warriors heart and fed it into him slowly, giving him a massive power increase from what he was already doing. He could feel that the boys power was already almost rivaling him at his maximum. "He will make a great successor, don't you think Vados?"
"Yes, In fact, I think if you two were to all out fight, he could push you to at least 90% of your maximum. And look how young he is as well." Vados chuckled. "How about since we've already assisted him so much, we let him test out his new power. Maybe, send him back to where he just was?"
Champa nodded his head in agreement. "Very good idea. I feel a ki there that would be able to give him a good warmup at the moment." Champa stopped feeding him destroyer ki, and willfully cut off the warriors god ki consumption from his surrounding area. Champa kicked his side, waking the young warrior up, "Off you go, have fun!"
He looked confused, "Wait wha-" was all he got out before he popped out of existence, going back to the fight of his life.
Champa turned and grinned at his servant, friend, and angel. For what seemed like the millionth time that day. "Now time for his upgrade." Champa smiled devilishly at the now conscious, and rather unfriendly purple dragon, who was currently attempting to chew Vados up. If he could get past her aura of course.
Which he could not.
Champa laughed menacingly.
Metropolis
December 24 18:53
Vegeta Smashed into Superman, sending both hero and warrior through the second tallest skyscraper in Metropolis, which had just been rebuilt from the Kryptonian invasion years ago.
The two superpowered beings managed to stand from their grueling injuries and face each other. They both nodded in understanding before glaring at the sky.
"We need some way to get him back down out of that golden form," Superman told Vegeta. "If we can get him back to our level, we might be able to do something about him."
Vegeta shook his head. "At this level of power, there's nothing that we can do. I can only take the Kaioken up so far, and that form is unreliable, slow, and bulky for how powerful it is. I would be a sitting duck." He shot a look over to Superman. "And I'm assuming you don't have a way to power up drastically do you?" Vegeta inquired, being respectful and actually responding in a non arrogant way due to the situation.
Clark Kent's face brightened up and he smiled, having a bit of hope. "Actually, I do." He said with a tinge of happiness in his voice.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "And why haven't you done it yet then?"
Clark looked at the sky, which was filled with clouds and a patiently waiting android. "Well I have to go to there to get it." He pointed towards the bright burning star behind the golden menace.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me." Vegeta groaned. "Wait a second and prepare yourself." The scarred prince looked away from the tightly clad superhuman, staring at the ground in front of him while settling into a low stance. He let out a wordless, raspy yell, signifying that this would not be pretty. His rather short form was surrounded by a violent golden aura almost immediately. Pure ki energy in the form of lightning raged across his body, striking everything around him, almost collapsing the building they were still currently in and the last Son of Krypton.
When the lighting struck Superman, he could do nothing as screams of pain escaped his throat. His body felt as if it were being torn apart by the raw power he had received from the bolt. Soon, once he made the connection, his shouts turned to cries of joy as he got the power up of a lifetime. Hell, this blew his sun dipping out of the water! Now imagine his level of power after he got that sweet, sweet solar energy in his system.
Vegeta soon finished his powerup as his screams ceased. His form was immensely taller, adding a good 6 inches so he now stood at an even 6 foot 2, still an inch shorter than the man next to him though. His physique look like he had added a good 80 pounds of pure muscle to it, and his pupils were nowhere in sight. His hair was longer than usual and was pure, glowing gold, unlike his normal bleach blond. However, the most noticeable thing was his change in power. More than doubling, he was about equal with Gohan's Restrained Super Saiyan..
The bulked up Saiyan looked over to to the Kryptonian next to him, sensing that he was now more powerful than before. "What happened to you?" He snarled, his emotions getting the best of him in this form.
"You did, some lightning struck me and raised my power quite a bit." Superman told the golden warrior next to him. "Maybe…. That form, the gold, that's a power multiplier correct?" he said while rubbing his powerful chin.
"Yes." Vegeta answered simply, seeing exactly where this was going.
"Well maybe when your power struck me, I gained some of its properties." Superman lit up, but then soon came back down. "I was going to say we could strike me again, try to get my power higher, but this doesn't feel natural, and I don't know how much I could take. Although, I can still do my method of powering up." He once more looked to the sky, directly at Cell. Who was, waiting… patiently? "How do I get past him?"
Vegeta snarled. "Hold on." The proud, former prince took a squatted stance, as if he were to bump a volleyball. His fists clasped before him, lower than his waist, but stuck out towards Clark. "When I say go, jump on my fists and push off as hard as you can." A sly smirk made its way across Vegeta's face. "I'll toss you like a ragdoll past that bug. You just make sure to get back here before I die."
Superman understood and with a wordless nod, bent his knees. Signifying that he was ready.
Vegeta closed his eyes, taking in a peaceful breath, preparing himself and summoning his awesome power to abide his needs. A moment passed and nothing happened, Clark grew anxious as Cell seemed to become restless, yet retaining his motionless.
Vegeta's eyes shot open as a hoarse power fueled yell sent the Kent man into action. "NOW!"
Superman jumped into action, landing on Vegeta's already raising fists, preparing his leap to space. "KAIO-KEN TIMES SIX!" The tight clad superhero almost received whiplash as he sped to the sun at speeds faster than light, barely needing to use his own ability to reach it in a matter of less than a second.
Superman collided with the Sun, instantly shooting through it like a hot knife through butter. He absorbed more power than he ever had in such a short amount of time that it was ridiculous. He absorbed so much that his body actually started aching from the pain. After only a second in the Sun, he had had enough for his fill, and rocketed back towards Earth.
The now glowing, bright orange Superman made it back just in time to see two golden auras clashing across the continental United States, one almost blotting out the other by sheer brightness.
Grimacing as the dimmer one was extinguished, he shot towards them, now near the Rockies. He charged Cell from behind, attempting to catch him off guard, however he was thwarted when the golden menace dodged his strike, and palm striked his back, sending him straight towards the ground.
Once again, he landed near Vegeta, who was already on his feet once more. Only this time, he was littered with wounds and holding his limp right arm. "Took you long enough." The prince bitterly coughed out, tired and nearing unconsciousness after only seconds of battle.
"We can't do much of anything now can we?" Superman ignored the prince's remark.
"I don't even think Gohan could do much of anything at this point." Vegeta forced out. "As much as I hate to say it, you're nearing him in power at the moment, and he's dead."
Superman nodded and stood. "We can hope…" The tight clad man summoned all the strength he possessed and shot towards his adversary. Superman reached the shining bug warrior in a nanosecond, opening up with a powerful left jab in an attempt to throw him for a loop. It didn't work and his fist was caught. Almost instantly, the blue clad fighter threw out his right leg, but that too was caught in Cell's left hand. With both his hands tied, Cell was open to the glowing red warrior's attack.
Vegeta flew over Superman's head, delivering the first connecting blow against the powerful adversary. An absolutely brutal roundhouse kick smashed into Cell's head, turning his head, but barely. Cell's head of course turned directly into Vegeta's left fist, where it stayed, leaving him staring straight at Vegeta.
Cell disregarded the Super warrior in his grasp, throwing him to the ground like trash. He almost instantaneously moved to Vegeta, ramming his fist into his stomach. Vegeta's stomach easily gave was to the vastly superior power, and an indentation was seen through his body. Vegeta's eyes went white, and he lost his grip on his power, losing both his red and gold aura.
Cell removed his fist and Vegeta's hands went straight to his violated area, holding his stomach as he fell to the ground. Midway to his resting place, his hair lost its golden coloration and his size severely decreased. However, just before he hit the ground he was caught in a pair of familiar arms that cushioned his fall to the ground.
Superman placed Vegeta on the ground as gently as he could, resting the princes head on a slab of concrete near him. He made sure to avoid any unnecessary contact with his stomach, as he knew with the kind of damage he had sustained, anything could kill him and his already ruptured organs.
(1)
Superman turned to the golden entity in the sky with a hateful glare. Something that had never been on the face of Superman now seemed almost as a second nature to him. "You will pay for your crimes..." His voice low enough to be mistaken as someone else. "...In blood…" Superman hunched over and summoned all of his latent ability given to him by the Sun and Vegeta both. He pulled at everything he had left, letting go of all the barriers and restraints he had placed on himself over the years, both physically, mentally, and spiritually.
Superman reared his head back in pure agony as power flowed through his very being. He could do nothing, and wanted to do nothing, to stop it. He needed every. Last. Drop. An unfamiliar air surrounded the caped entity, dust and blood gold lightning surrounding his form in a cyclone of death.
Suddenly, out of the cyclone shot a light, straight towards Cell's unmoving figure. The light was so fast it would have put full powered Gohan to shame by miles. Others would have given up right there due to it's immense speed.
Cell, however, simply stuck his hand out and caught the light. He held it there until it finally shimmered into Superman's bloodlusting face. "Is that really the best you can do?" Cell's voice boomed, him being rather surprised at it considering it was the first time he'd used it all day.
"I'll tell you when I'm standing over your dead body, ripping you limb from limb." Superman's eyes had filled with blood, his body breaking down from the amount of power he was wielding.
Cell smirked, "That's cute, too bad it will be reversed." Cell lightly squeezed the fist he was holding, shattering it into a million pieces. The enraged hero, barely felt a thing. He instead reared back his other fist and attempted a punch. Cell easily expected this, and went to intercept it with his own hand.
He did not however expect the punch to take that hand off.
Clark smiled sadistically, "Limb. By. Limb."
Cell would have been angry, but this was just too funny. "Oh, you think I'm taking you serious?" He asked between his oddly terrifying laughs. "You're sorely mistaken." Cell let go of the hero and front kicked him back a good ten meters. "You want to see what you're really dealing with. HERE!" Cell powered up a little, blinding the hero and leveling the entire city. Millions perished.
Cell finished his demonstration and relaxed his hold on his power a little. "Now do you see? You had no chance." His sophisticated chuckle interrupted again. "That really wasn't anything either. Not even a percent of my true power to be quite frank."
Superman could only stare in hatred. All of this power he held, and he was still merely an insect. He knew no way out of this. Lowering his head, he admitted defeat. "Do what you will with my planet." He said, releasing all of his hatred, and in effect, his power. "Just promise to make it quick."
Cell raised his hand. "Gladly." A yellow sphere of energy shined there, like a star.
Just before he was about to fire, his senses were assaulted by something…
Evil.
Cell starred in the direction of Vegeta's body in horror. "No!"
Down by a broken and battered Vegeta, was Gohan. Now this was not the Gohan from before. This Gohan, there was something different about him. Besides the absolutely demonic and overwhelming energy radiating off of him, his appearance was different.
The teen's hair was long. His spiky mane flowed down past his waist, not unlike his uncle Raditz's. His hair was also whiter than a sheet of paper, but had red striped running through it that pulsated with energy. His aura matched his hair's color scheme, being blinding white with random pulses of red energy and lightning. But the thing that Cell was struck by the most, were the boy's two, pure black eyes. Nothing but pools of darkness, the normal whites of his eyes had disappeared, leaving something to be feared.
"You." A finger pointed in Cells direction.
Cell trembled as Gohan spoke. The sheer power the flowed through his voice was easily greater than his own.
"I choose you, to be the first of my victims."
Deity Sector
"My my Lord Champa, It seems your new pupil has quite surpassed your expectations, and you it seems." Vados chimed. Both her, Champa, and Icarus were watching the battle for Earth on Vados's staff.
Champa let a bead of sweat flow down his face. "Yes, as much as I hate to admit it, he has surpassed me in this form. I would even go to say he is stronger than both Beerus, and that fighter from the tournament. Son Goku."
"Hmmmmm, now that you mention it Champa-sama, they do bear a strong resemblance. Do you think he could be Son Goku's missing son that he mentioned during the tournament?" Vados inquired.
"It is highly possible. They claimed he was sucked into a dimensional rift at the age of 11. And it is common knowledge that time works differently in all universes." Champa concluded.
Vados refocused on the battle to begin. "Most intriguing."
Champa followed by example. "I agree."
END
Pewer
Vegeta
Base: 8,000,000
SS: 400,000,000
Grade 3 Super Saiyan: 900,000,000
Grade 3 Super Saiyan (x6 Kaio-Ken): 3,600,000,000
Superman
Base: 600,000,000
Base (Struck by SS): 3,000,000,000
Sun Dipped (struck by SS): 12,000,000,000
Sun Dipped (SS enraged/ barriers down): 50,000,000,000
Cell
Golden Super Saiyan: 1,900,000,000,000,000,000,000 (new official, after last chapter decided he needs more power)
Gohan (Pre Champa)
Base: 30,000,000
SS: 1,500,000,000
SS2: 3,000,000,000
SS2 (Aura Spark P. Oozaru): 150,000,000,000
Champa
Base: 4,000,000,000,000,000,000,000
Vados
Base: 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000
Gohan (Post Champa)
Regular Ki
Base: 50,000,000
SS: 2,500,000,000
SS2: 5,000,000,000
SS3 (can access): 20,000,000,000
God Ki
Enraged Super Saiyan God: 5,250,000,000,000,000,000,000
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