Locke

I backed away, frightened at the sight of the two Saiyans in my grandparents' home. "V-Vegeta!? Gohan!?"

Gohan held his hands up reassuringly. "Calm down, everyone. We're not here to fight."

"Bullshit!" I shouted.

Vegeta scowled. "Believe me, there's nothing I'd love more than to kill you Androids. But there's something more important that's come up." Cell relaxed, but still stayed ready.

Gohan started to explain. "We know you aren't commanding the shadows. Locke made that clear the other day, when he destroyed a huge number all at once." Cell looked back at me, a hint of pride in his eyes. I couldn't stop my slight smile. "But we do know who is."

"!"

"Trunks and Goten found Gero's secret lab and took his files back to Bulma so she could salvage the corrupted data. In there, we found everything we needed."

"Like?" I demanded.

"Oreg," Gohan stated. "The computer controlling these shadowy Androids, and we know where it is."

Cell narrowed his eyes. "Then why do you need us? Vegeta could kill us both without any trouble."

Vegeta grunted. "It's protected by a forcefield," he informed us. "My attacks can't break it, and the notes say that only Androids built by Dr. Gero can pass through. We've got 18 on board, but 17 can't make it, and she isn't strong enough to handle this on her own."

Cell crossed his arms. "So you're swallowing your pride to ask us for help." He smirked. "I never thought I'd see the day, Vegeta." The Saiyan prince scowled. "We'll help, but on one condition."

"Anything reasonable," Gohan responded.

"You Z-Fighters will leave me and my family alone," he stated firmly.

Gohan looked surprised. "Family?" He looked around, then seemed to spot the ring on Mom's finger. "Maybe you have changed, Cell."

Cell smirked. "Wouldn't you have known when I didn't kill you? You've clearly been slacking on your training, Gohan." Gohan stifled a small laugh.

Vegeta glared at the friendly exchange. "You have a deal, Cell," he growled. "But if you cause any more trouble, you're as good as dead."

Cell nodded. "Oh, and one final thing." He moved his hands to his hips. "I don't know what to expect, so stealth would be essential, and I know only one way to evade my father's sensors." Vegeta narrowed his eyes in suspiscion. "I have a plan, but it requires something you may not approve of."

"Just say it already!"

"Locke," Cell said, turning to me. "Fetch George, Goten, Trunks, and Goku."

"Not Dad," Gohan interrupted, his face falling. "He's... not in good shape right now."

"Hm?"

Vegeta looked away. "When I attacked him a few days ago... I did more damage than I meant. He's yet to wake up."

I stared at the Saiyans with shock. "G-Goku?" Cell gulped. "Comatose?"

"Oh, my god," Meadow gasped.

Gohan shook his head. "I'll fill you in later. But if you need a Saiyan, then Pan should have gotten out of school a little while ago. I'll call Goten to let him know you're coming."

Cell turned back to me. "Go get them."

I nodded. "Be right back." I placed two fingers to my forehead and vanished.

A few minutes later, I reappeared with all four of them, Goten somewhat reluctantly. Everyone but Vegeta was sitting calmly and discussing Cell's plan. "Absolutely not!" Vegeta roared. "I'd never let that happen!"

All five of us looked around in confusion. "Um, what's going on?" Trunks asked.

Vegeta turned to us. "This bast-" He spotted Pan and cleared his throat. "This idiot wants us to turn him into a Super Saiyan God!"

We all looked at Cell in shock. He just rested his chin on his folded hands. "With my Saiyan cells, it should be fully possible. Then Oreg wouldn't detect me, and Locke and George could serve as a distraction while 18 and I infiltrate the building." He perked up. "By the way, we'll need to know where we're going if this is to work."

Gohan nodded and took out his phone, pulling up a map. "Here." He showed the screen to Cell, who nodded. "So, is everyone on board?"

"Wha-?!" Vegeta and Goten gasped at once.

"I'm not turning him into a God!" Vegeta roared.

Gohan turned to the elder Saiyan. "Vegeta, it's a one-time transformation. And he can't turn into a Super Saiyan, so he can't become a Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan." That last term went right over my head, but I assumed I'd find out soon enough.

Vegeta gritted his teeth, then sighed. "Well, the worst that could happen is I'll have a worthy opponent." He turned to all of us. "And should I assume we're also turning the boy into a God?" I jerked in surprise, but Cell shook his head.

"He can't," he informed us. "While he should have the potential to obtain divine ki, the normal ritual won't work on him, as he isn't a true Saiyan."

George suddenly cut in. "U-um, Locke, you never mentioned your dad was Cell!"

"I'll catch you up later," I assured him so the others could continue planning.

Once our plan was in place, everyone was taken into the backyard for the ritual. The Saiyans all got into a circle, and Cell stood with his back to them. They joined hands and Gohan and Pan placed their hands on his back, or leg in Pan's case. All of them but Pan and Cell transformed into Super Saiyans, then their golden glow crawled onto Cell. The golden light slowly turned to blue flames, covering Cell completely and hiding him from sight. His power started to rise dramatically, to the point that Meadow seemed to feel the overwhelming pressure and held my hand for reassurance. The five Saiyans dropped their hands and let their power return to normal as Cell continued to transform. To my surprise, Cell's power vanished suddenly, though the pressure in the air remained. The flames started to die, and we stared at the new form.

Only... it wasn't Cell. This man looked like a normal human, about a quarter-foot taller than Goku would stand, with pale skin and spikey, ruby-colored hair, not unlike mine in style. A thin, scaley red tail tipped with the same stinger Cell had extended from his tail bone. His muscles rippled, skin radiating an aura like fire. As I took note of the aura, I also noted his lack of clothing, and I looked around wildly. After seeing that no one else was going to, I quickly rushed and covered Pan's four year-old eyes.

"Cell?" Mom asked softly. The mysterious Super Saiyan God perked up and started to turn. Meadow and Gran squealed and covered their eyes. Mom flushed red, but only kept her gaze upward. "Um, you're kind of naked. And... human."

The man looked down at his nude form, then pressed his hand against his chest. Light covered him, forming into jeans, a long-sleeved black shirt, a green overshirt, and light-brown boots. I took my hands off of Pan's eyes. "Sorry about that," he apologized, clearly in Cell's voice. "I wasn't expecting this."

"What happened?" Gohan asked.

Cell inspected his new body. "It's only a hunch, but the God power seems to have given my Saiyan cells more authority over my body. Physically speaking, I now resemble a Saiyan."

"Will it stay when you revert?" I asked.

"I don't know," he responded. "But I wouldn't mind it it does." He grinned. "Then I'd be able to make love to my new fiance."

"Dad!" I scolded.

He chuckled. "It's true." Mom turned bright red and laughed nervously. "But we should hurry, before this form expires." He rose into the air. "Locke, carry George. I'll see you there." He blasted off into the sky, faster than I'd seen him move.

Before following, I went to Meadow and took her hand. "I'll be back in a bit," I swore.

"You'd better," she responded. "And you'd better bring my brother back, too."

I smiled. "I promise."

"See you," George told her, then I crouched for him to get on my shoulder. "Oh, is, uh... is that how we're doing this?" He awkwardly got on my shoulders, then I took off after Cell.

"I love you!" I heard Meadow called after us.