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Sitting cross legged with his eyes closed, Goku cracked a grin when he felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around his neck from behind, the small hands skimming down his bare chest causing shivers to race down his spine. Hot breath wafted into his left ear and the Saiyan couldn't help but tilt his head towards the warmth.
"You disrupted my mediation." He said, with amusement.
"Are you disappointed with me?"
"Heh, I was almost done anyways."
Giving him a quick kiss against his ear, Goku turned and lunged at the half Saiyan, only to have her scurry back, evading his advances.
"As much as I want you to teach me a lesson-" Bra winked at her Saiyan's pout. "I bothered you for a reason."
"What's up?"
"Well, for the past few months, I've been trying to develop an alternative approach to increase my strength and speed. I know I've mastered my Super Saiyan form and while it does raise my power and makes me more agile, it still isn't enough for me to be of any use in the battle with Cell." Bra withdrew her sword from the scabbard.
As Goku watched Bra do a few practice swipes and jabs with the sword, she continued. "While you were in here with Gohan, I had monitored Trunks' energy signature during his fight with Cell, before he had reached his perfect form. What my brother did, was weird…he had somehow unitized his Grade 3 Super Saiyan form with his mastered Super Saiyan form."
Goku cocked his head, clearly confused. "But that's no good, his bulky muscles will make it impossible for him to catch Cell."
Bra nodded. "Yeah, but in the manner he used it was very clever. As he fought Cell, I felt his power rise to Grade 3 and then suddenly drop down. What I got from that was that he was using the bulky form to give him a temporary massive boost of strength to attack before dropping back down to use his speed."
Goku rubbed his chin. "Oh...So Grade 3 Burst Super Saiyan?"
"Yeah…wait…why do you sound like it's something you've done before? You didn't just make up the name just now did you?" Bra asked, resting her sword over shoulder.
"Because I have, however it has a huge drawback. It's puts wayyy to much strain on the body with each transformation. If your timing is wrong when you 'burst', your body could explode!"
Bra scratched the back of her head, smiling nervously. "Oh…"
Goku became immediately alarmed "You tried to do it?!"
"Yeah, but after testing it out a couple of times, I stopped when I felt the strain on my body build up. If I had known I could have exploded, I probably wouldn't have done it…as much. Anyways, it proved to be beneficial."
With a few more twists and turns, Bra thrust her sword outwards, both her hands wrapping securely around the brown halt. "Observe."
Releasing a small grunt, Bra's golden aura made itself apparent, her eyes enlarging and muscles stretching abnormally; Goku took note that the half Saiyan wasn't as bulky as he had been when he used the Ultra form. It's probably because she's a female Saiyan, so her body reacts differently than males.
Goku was stunned when he witnessed her Super Saiyan power get practically sucked into her sword, the weapon now swirling with goldish-yellow energy. As for Bra, the only thing that indicated that she was somewhat transformed was her spiked hair.
"What…what did you do?" Goku asked, eying the pulsing sword.
"I transferred all my Grade 3 Super Saiyan strength into my sword."
"But-but why would you do that? Now you're completely vulnerable to all attacks!"
Bra grimaced. "Well sort of, yeah. But by transferring all my strength into my sword, I'm left with pure speed. So I'd just have to make sure I attack with my sword and…not get hit."
Goku ran a hand down his face, not understanding the Saiyan Princess's logic. "Bra, this is stupid. If you get hit by either Junior or Cell, you're going to get seriously hurt! Depending on how much power they put in their attacks, a single hit could possibly kill you!"
Within a blink of an eye, Goku was face to face with a smirking female half Saiyan, his astonished expression confirming that she had impressed him.
"Whoa…I didn't even see you move!" Goku exclaimed. He then frowned. "But that's because you caught me by surprise. If I had paid attention, I would have easily spotted you."
Letting out a breath, her hair regained its yellowish-gold hue, her Super Saiyan power escaping from her sword and returning back to its owner.
"Then it looks like I have to focus more on improving my speed. My sword can tank even the most powerful attack when infused with all my Super Saiyan strength. By increasing my speed, I should be able to move quickly enough to block or counter any attacks thrown at me." she explained, sheathing her sword.
"Bra, I still don't think it's a good idea…"
The half Saiyan smiled warmly, feeling touched on how protective he was of her. "Don't worry hubby, I'll think of something else, maybe make a few adjustments or something."
Goku blinked. "Hubby?"
Suddenly he was being dragged back to the Time Chamber bedrooms.
"List-listen, I kinda want to continue mediating..."
"I want to cuddle."
"Just cuddle?"
"Yeah…cuddle…"
Shining Justifier! Bra's Ultimate Technique!
Swallowing thickly, Goku's golden tail loosened from his waist, the stress of worrying for Bra's wellbeing causing the appendage to wiggle about. As if feeling its anxiety, the half Saiyan's own aqua tail fell off also, however Bra was anything but nervous. Actually, she was kind of excited and quite confident now that Cell removed half of her opponent's power. How can my tail 'feel' different than I do?
She heard a mental sigh. Shouldn't you focus more on the fight than on your tail's 'feelings'? Junior can make a move at any time and the last thing you want is to be eliminated or killed with one punch.
I'm surprised you didn't forbid me from entering this fight and using my 'reckless' technique she responded.
Would you have listened if I did?
Probably not.
Yeah, didn't think so…
Don't worry Goku, I'll be-
LOOK OUT!
With lightning speed, Bra leaped from harms way in the nick of time, causing Junior's fist to smash straight through the tilted floor, missing his target. The Android was determined to show his father that the power handicap wouldn't affect his performance at all. I won't even need half of my strength anyways!
Twirling in mid-air, the half-Saiyan's sword lit up and with diagonal sweep, she let loose a crescent energy blast. Scoffing at the weak attack, Junior deflected it with ease. Turning around, Junior wasn't surprised when he saw the half Saiyan's sword coming at him, however he was taken aback when the sword fazed through him. He grunted when the halt of the half Saiyan's sword slammed onto the back of his skull, causing him to stagger forwards, Bra fazing from view once more.
"Stop this runnin' and sneakin' shit! Fight me like a man!"
"Do you see a man here?!"
Looking above, he watched as Bra brought down her sword; Junior laughed at her predictable move, crossing his arms in order to block the blow. With a resounded thunk, the pint-sized bio Android's eyes rounded at the power behind the half Saiyan's sword which caused the entire ring to tremble violently. He gritted his teeth as she withdrew from him, rolled to the side and swept her weapon at his waist. Junior bit back a cry when the sword nearly cut through his hip, his eyes seething with rage as he saw her gave him an arrogant smirk. Fortunately for the Android, the sword hadn't made a clean slice, so he was able rip it from his body and jump back a few feet, eying her with caution.
"I'm a Saiyan. The Princess of all Saiyans, Bra Briefs!" She declared, her sword coming to life with pulsing radiant golden energy.
Trunks face palmed in embarrassment. "Ohh geez…"
"Heh, who does that remind you of?" Krillin cracked, causing Yamcha to choke back a laugh.
Eighteen's lips twitched. "I don't know what's worse, her mimicking Vegeta with that royalty crap or the fact that she added her full name after that. What parent names her children after garments, especially ones that are used to cover peoples' private parts?"
"Well your names a number!" Trunks said, his cheeks turning red.
The brunette giggled. "I'd rather be named a number than after a pair of boxers." She threw back.
Vegeta mumbled that it was the 'Woman's fault', which was true. If he had been around to choose a name, he would have named Trunks Vegeta Jr. As for his daughter, if for some reason she were to be born here, he'd name her Vegeta Jr. too. I'd also make sure she hates Kakarot…
Junior had no problem melding his slit waist together.
Not wasting a moment more, Junior lunged at Bra, aiming a fist at her chest, but the half Saiyan raised her sword and used the flat center of it to block the attack, thrust his fist from her and curve her weapon in a sweeping motion towards his legs. The Bio-Android leaped skywards, sidestepping the attack before aimed his elbow at the top of her head. Bra drifted to the side, raised her sword and attempted to cut him in half again, however Junior wasn't about to let that happen twice. He did an afterimage, escaping her attack and when he appeared from behind, he delivered a punch, but Bra mimicked him and also did an afterimage, disappearing from harms way. Junior's eyes widened when the flat of the half Saiyan's sword slammed against the back his head, sending him soaring across the ring. Doing an afterimage to the other side, Bra's lips broke into a grin as she heaved her sword akin to a baseball bat, eying the Android, waiting for the right time to hit a home run.
SMACK
Junior cursed when Bra's sword struck him, sending him spiraling into the air, his eyes squeezing shut and his facing wrinkling with pain. The half Saiyan fazed in front of him, delivering a second bone crushing strike with her sword, causing him to plummet back down to the ring. His back stinging, the small Bio-Android righted himself, the floor fissuring when his feet dug into the floor. Raising his head, he dodged Bra by hopping to the lift, the iron edges of the half Saiyan's sword slicing through the tiled floor. Before Junior could make his next move, Bra, with a single hand, heaved her sword and swung it horizontally. The Android's eyes widen, fearing that the half Saiyan was actually going to land a clean cut this time, but to his surprise, he watched the blade faze through his body.
"What the-"
From above Bra appeared, the flat of her blade connecting against the top of his head, causing his eyes to bulge out of their sockets and his teeth to sink into his tongue. The half Saiyan sprung into the air, performing a reverse somersault, the momentum carrying her along with her sword upwards akin to the propelling sharp edges of a fan. Her knees bending as her feet touched the ring, Bra heaved her blade up Junior's exposed back, making him arc into the air, his face contorting at the burning sensation as purple blood seeping from the long cut that tore his skin. The half Saiyan shot up into the sky, meeting the grimacing Junior before doing varies strikes with her blade at speeds that were difficult to see by the naked eye.
Krillin and Yamcha's mouths dropped.
"Holy cow! Are you seeing this?!"
Yamcha shook his head. "No, I'm not. She's so fast, I can barely see her!" he turned to Goku. "Did you teach her Instant Transmission?"
The full Saiyan was so engrossed with the fight, that it seemed that he hadn't heard his friend at first.
"No, I didn't." he replied, his eyes rapidly dancing, tracing each move that Bra and Junior made.
Vegeta snorted. "Clearly you both are the only ones that can't follow her movements." He said, referred to Yamcha and Krillin. "Honestly, what she's doing is reckless."
"Why?" Trunks asked. "Junior hasn't touched her once!"
The Prince scoffed, disappointed that his son couldn't see the flaws in the Saiyan Princess' technique; Trunks turned his attention back to the fight when he saw that his father wasn't going to respond.
Surprising enough, Cell was the one to education the half Saiyan.
"It's very simple. The girl has transferred all her power into that sword of hers. So if she so happens to lose grip of it-" Cell raised his hand and with a snap of his wrist, Bra's sword slipped from her finger tips, her aqua orbs widening as it becoming imbedded in the side of one of the four pillars of the ring.
Goku's heart stopped. "No!"
Seeing his father move, Gohan shot a hand forward in an attempt to catch him, knowing if he interfered, Cell wouldn't hesitant to kill them all. "Dad no, don't-"
Cell's icy orbs narrowed into slits, using his power of psychokinetic to freeze Goku in midair, slamming him back onto the ground.
"That's no fair!" Goku growled, his body boiling with rage as he rose back up.
"My tournament, my rules." Cell said, chuckling.
Junior, having heard his father's exposure of his foe's weakness, grinned and threw a ki charged punch at Bra, who was paralyzed in shock at Cell's foul play.
The entire ring exploded in clouds of dust when his fist made contact with Bra, the Z-Fighters already expecting the half Saiyan's bloody corpse on the floor.
However…
When the debris died out, the wind having blown the clouds of smoke away, a golden aura became visible, revealing a dumbfounded Junior, his fist pressed against her white gloved hand, her Super Saiyan power pulsing proudly and both her hands and legs shining brilliantly.
While Krillin, Yamcha, and Trunks pumped their fist into the air with excitement, happy that the Saiyan Princess had survived Junior's attack, Piccolo and Eighteen gave a tiny smile, sharing their own feelings on the subject.
Though Vegeta's expression never changed, his tense body did relax.
"That's my girl." Goku whispered, a grin gracing his lips as his racing heart slowed to its regular rhythm.
Cell's lips twitched.
Releasing a mighty yell, the half Saiyan's power skyrocketed to its maximum, her feet creasing the ring floor, becoming heavy. Trusting Junior's hand aside, Bra shot forwards, the Android choking back a scream when her fist curved his stomach inward, which caused the whole ring to shake fiercely. A second gold clad fist found itself connecting with his chest, making him wheeze and burst into coughing fits. Her left knee then rose into his tender stomach, Bra's right foot following up with a resounding kick to his chin, causing him to jerk upwards. Doing a smooth transition, she brought down her foot, making her heel connect with his skull, slamming him face first into the floor.
"Get up!" Bra demanded, bouncing back a few inches.
Standing on all fours, Junior growled with fury as he smashed his fists against the ring, cracking it, a glob of purple blood splashing from his lips.
"You…you bitch!"
The moment that Junior stood upright, Bra did an uppercut, snapped his head back harshly, sending him into the sky at breakneck speed. Materializing before her airborne foe, the Saiyan Princess did a roundhouse kick, which caused him to spiral down at an alarming rate. As Junior made an explosive landing far outside of the ring, making her the victor of the match, Bra flew in the direction of her sword. Her hand wrapping around the halt of the blade, she ripped it out of the pillar and raised it straight into the air.
"And this is for calling me a bitch you little prick!" She shouted as her sword started to pulsate with green radiant ki, all her Super Saiyan power becoming sucked into her weapon.
"Shining Justifier!"
With a mighty swing, every ounce of her energy escaped from the tip of her blade, rushing towards the trashed, battered and defeated Android, whose eyes were now filled with fear.
"Ohhhh fuu-!"
Junior's scream was overwhelmed by the destructive sound of Bra's attack, the collision causing the entire area to cave in and everyone surrounding the ring to take cover.
While Trevor, Mr. Satan and the camera man along with all of their equipment were hurled to who knows where, Videl had instinctively latched onto the giant rock she had been hiding behind, holding on as tightly as she possibly could; Sharpner had immediately grabbed both Videl's legs while Erasa clutched onto his.
"Ohmygoshwe'regonnadie!" Erasa cried, her eyes squeezed shut.
"See Videl, this is why we should have stayed home! This is freaking unreal! Freaking insane!" Sharpner whimpered.
For once Videl was actually incline to agree with her blond friend, but her stubborn nature wouldn't let her, so she didn't reply, choosing to bravely suppress her fears.
Several minutes later, the entire area became visible, the Z-Fighters raising to their feet and dusting themselves off. Not surprising, Cell hadn't been affected by the explosion as he was still standing on the spot he had been since the beginning of the match.
Speaking of his son, he frowned in disgust when he saw his broken form in what had to have been a crater the size of nearly half of a football field; his ring obviously had gotten vaporized by the half Saiyan's attack.
Sliding her sword inside its scabbard on her back, Bra let loose a weary breath, one of her aqua eyes half-lidded and her hair unkempt and wild. "I'm so done…" wobbling backwards, the half Saiyan dropped.
Seeing that Bra was falling, Goku flew up, caught her and returned back to his friends.
"Goku…d-did I win?" Bra whispered.
Goku nodded, smiling. "Krillin, throw me a bean."
His best friend nodded, reached in his brown pouch and tossed the bean across the air, in which Goku caught with a quick swipe of his hand.
The half Saiyan laughed weakly. "Too bad I have to forfeit the next match. There is no way I'm letting you waste a Senzu Bean on me. You know I wouldn't be able to lay a finger on Cell."
Goku grimaced. "You don't have to fight anymore, but you're still eating a bean. Your reckless butt nearly used up all your ki and you barely have enough to stay alive." He said, slipping a bean in her mouth; Bra reluctantly chewed and swallowed it.
Feeling rejuvenated, Bra removed herself from Goku's arms, now able to stand on her own.
Krillin winced when he saw the mangled son of Cell. "Ouch…"
Trunks' cerulean eyes widened as he took in the destruction that his sister's blast had left in its wake. "That was…amazing!"
"And stupid." Vegeta added, gaining his daughter's attention. "You knew that that attack of yours would drain nearly all your life force, yet you still went and used it. And for what? Cell's spawn wasn't even at full power so in the end you proved nothing."
"Gee dad, you're the greatest…" Bra said sarcastically, her eyes squinting in a humorous fashion.
Piccolo made his voice known.
"If I'm correct, in order to maximize your speed, you transferred all your raw power into your sword, meaning that you had to rely on it to both attack and defend yourself. It's quite clever, but this technique was heavily flawed because if Junior had landed just one punch, you would have most likely died. Fortunately it worked in your favor; Junior couldn't touch you. However when Cell pretty much ripped the sword from your grip, I was most certain that you were done for, that Junior had the match won."
"But yet again you surprised me when you absorbed your power back from your sword and had guarded yourself from harm. I must admit I was confused at first, but then it became clear that you had not only regained all your Super Saiyan strength, but that you had also made sure to concentrate most of your re-acquired ki on both your hands and feet. You knew that there was a possibility that you'd lose the sword, so you had a backup plan. Not bad…"Piccolo praised, causing Bra to smile bashfully, shocked that her Namek friend would-
"That being said, that last attack you did was…idiotic." Bra's expression fell. "Junior had been out of the ring, you had won the match, so it was absolutely illogical to literally put your life on the line after you had already won merely because he insulted you."
Cell strode to the edge of the crater, aiming a glowing palm at his son. "Hear that you worthless child? Your mouth had not only almost gotten you killed, but most importantly, it had also obliterated my perfect ring!"
For a moment there, the Z-Fighters had thought that Cell was going to kill his own son, but those assumptions were silenced when the ki ball had only awakened him from his comatose state.
His eyes fluttering open, Junior groaned as he stood up and stretched his aching body. The look that his father was giving him made him dip his head down in shame.
"I'm sorry Pops…"
Cell's stern stare did not falter. "I've returned the power I had stolen for you." He turned his back to Junior. "Since you lost, you will not be fighting any longer."
Normally the small Android would have argued, argued that he only lost because he didn't have all his strength, which was true, but he knew from the look he was given that his father's decision was final.
"Whoa…Cell seemed to actually care about his son there." Yamcha whispered to Krillin.
"It looks that way doesn't it." Krillin agreed.
Eying Bra with a sinister look, Cell clapped his hands together, congratulating her on her victory.
"Hmm… it looks like you won…" levitating into the air, Cell flew until he was over the crater that had once been his ring.
Much to everyone's surprise, just as he promised, the Bio-Android had dropped his power down significantly. If it was less than half, the others did not know seeing as how they haven't felt his full power yet.
"Well then, let's get-"
Cell's icy orbs enlarged when he felt a fist dig into his stomach, causing his back to stretch unnaturally. His eyes drooping down and locking with a pair of turquoise ones, a bone breaking punch to his cheek hindered his ability of speech, the force behind the attack sending him rocketing to the ground, tearing right through it.
Rising onto his feet, Cell swiped the dribble of blood leaking from his lips, his sights zooming in on his attacker.
To his shock and everyone else's', the assailant had been Goku.
"No more games Cell!" The Earth savior said, pushing his Super Saiyan 2 power to the surface.
A/N: So I've been gone for over two months, but I can explain! Seriously!
I hadn't been procrastinating or struggling with writings block as usual. Oh, no! I was grinding! Pushing myself to finish the entire Cell Saga before posting a single chapter! Unfortunately, I'm still not done and because I haven't posted a chapter this year, I was like what the hell. So yes I have other chapters written, but they are messy and need to be heavily revised.
That being said, I won't be posting another chapter until I'm truly finished. I'm nearly there, so I shouldn't be gone for super long. I don't have a date and time, so yeah..sorry! Please be patient!
Anyways, thanks for reading as always!
Later!
(Posted: 2/17/2017)
~Gater~