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DragonBall V: A World both Familiar and Foreign

Chapter 36: The
Cell Games Round 2: Beauty on the Fire

Korin, Roshi, and
Videl all gasped simultaneously, sensing Trunks and Goku die and Gohan fall
into a coma in rapid succession. “Oh… this doesn’t look good I’m afraid.” Roshi
stated in a worried tone.

“That’s a good way
to understate it, Roshi.” Korin commented sarcastically. Sweat was forming on
his brow and he glanced over at Videl who looked to be in shock. “Eh… Videl? Snap out of it.” He became even more worried when she
didn’t respond, even with a twitch at her name. “Videl!”
He cried, trying to gain her attention, worried she had lost control of her
newly discovered psychic powers again and became lost in Gohan’s shattered
mind.

Videl uttered a
feral growl and glanced briefly at the other two. “Cell must die.” She stated
with grim certainty.

“Yes, I agree… uh… Videl?” Roshi scratched the back of his head. “Where’d she
go?”

Korin sighed.
“She’d gotten pretty darn fast. She’s going to get herself killed though,
assuming she even gets there before the fight is over. Erm…
hopefully things will go well.”

Videl flew as fast
as she could towards the fight. She likely couldn’t help, but she wasn’t
thinking about that right now. She was too busy worrying about Gohan and
wishing agonizing death upon Cell. “No one kicks Gohan’s ass but me.” She
uttered aloud during her flight.

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Peasa blasted
forward, connecting with a staggering blow to Cell’s cheek, knocking the
monster back over a meter. She continued the motion, turning all the way around
and bringing her foot forward in an arc to connect once again in the same place
her fist had a moment before. As soon as her foot returned to the ground she
jumped forward again and drove a fist in to Cell’s gut hard enough to get him
to cough up purple blood.

It gave Dr. Gero’s greatest creation an opening, however, and he used
it to grab the girl’s golden glowing hair. He jumped up and bashed her face with
his knee then threw the dazed girl into the ground. He took a moment to frown,
because he hadn’t felt the crunching of bone when his knee had connected, which
puzzled him. Cell figured at the very least it would knock a few of her teeth
out. ‘Perhaps she is going to give me the fight I was hoping
for.’

As if in answer,
Peasa jumped up to her feet and used the momentum to drive her foot into Cell’s
jaw in a forward kick, knocking the creature into the air. The move was so fast
and so hard that it sounded like a thunderclap.

“Holy
shit!” Krillin cried at
the move and at the Saiyan girl’s immediate launch into the air after Cell.
“I’ve never seen her move that fast before. Hell… I don’t think I’ve seen anyone move that fast before!” The monk
looked over at Gohan with a grim look on his face, wondering if the boy would
recover from his overload. “Do you need a senzu bean,
Piccolo?”

The Namek shook his
head once. “Already shoved one down his throat. It
didn’t help. I could try helping him psychically but it’ll leave both of us
defenseless and would likely take a long time. If it’d help
at all. It’s not like I’ve ever tried this before.” He took a moment to
glance upwards, seeing the Saiyan princess and the bio-engineered Cell trading
blows at an ever-increasing rate. Had he been less worried about his young
pupil, he would have been staring at the fight in amazement. “Damn Saiyans.” He
muttered, using his cape to wipe off the blood from Gohan’s face, a tear
falling unchecked from his left eye.

“Where’d
they go!?” Tien cried suddenly, getting Krillin’s
attention but not Piccolo’s.

“They were up there
last I saw.” Yamcha responded, pointing at a certain part of the sky.

Krillin frowned in
concentration. They weren’t there anymore. They didn’t seem to be anywhere. “They
couldn’t both be dead. We’d have felt it!” He exclaimed, exasperated. His eyes
tripled in size suddenly. “MOVE!” He cried, jumping to
the right.

Yamcha and Tien followed suit, though they were unsure of why. They
got their reason less than a second later when a body crashed into the ground
where they had been standing a moment before. The small fleck of green they saw
in the crater let them know it was Cell. They looked up and saw Peasa, bleeding
from various wounds and determination blazing in her eyes, floating about 40
meters in the air, her aura nearly blinding in its intensity. “Kami…” Krillin swore softly, never having seen this side of
his former lover. It shamed him as he realized he was turned on by it, but he
forced these thoughts aside. It was not the right place and no longer the right
time for such thoughts.

Peasa raised her
hands slightly and energy began to form above them. “DIE!” She cried, blasting
two large energy balls forward. She didn’t look surprised when Cell jumped out
of the crater. “Meteor Swarm!” She cried, launching an
ungodly number of smaller energy balls forward at a breakneck rate. Cell flew
into the air, keeping ahead of the blasts.

He laughed after
over half a minute of these attacks, seeing that she had finally stopped trying
to nail him with the rapid-fire ki blasts. “Too slow, girl! You can’t match my speed!”

Peasa smirked in a
manner that would have made Vegeta beam with pride. “You learned nothing from
your last fight with me, bastard.”

Cell scoffed, and
then suddenly realized what she meant. He looked around him with widened eyes
and saw hundreds of ki balls all around him. He began
to sweat, not knowing if she could still control that amount of blasts or if
they were more like mines. They would be difficult to navigate through, if it
was the latter. He figured she couldn’t control more than a few so he wasn’t
too worried yet. “Not bad, little girl. Did your daddy teach you that one?”

Peasa grimaced in
concentration and raised both of her hands over her head, “Nope. Krillin did.”
She replied.

The genetic freak
looked around carefully and spotted a path through the blasts. “Wasted energy, little girl. I can get out of here. You
missed a spot.” He laughed and started moving.

“It’s called the
eye of the storm, Cell. And you’re about to see why!” The last surviving
pure-bred Saiyan cried, bringing her hands down suddenly. Much to everyone’s,
especially Cell’s, surprise, all of the floating energy balls crashed into him
simultaneously.

“You got him!”
Krillin yelled in excitement and started doing a little victory dance.

“Yeah! You go girl!” Yamcha joined in, and they
both looked quite silly.

Tien shook his head. He wasn’t so sure. He still
felt uneasy. “Make sure!” He called up to the Saiyan girl.

“He’s still there.”
Peasa replied calmly. She descended slowly until she landed on the ground.

Krillin stopped
dancing immediately and looked up into the smoke cloud nervously. “Finish him
off then, Peasa! What are you waiting for?!”

“A
target.” She replied
coolly. Peasa’s sharp eyes picked out Cell’s outline and she brought her hands
back. She frowned, then dropped her hands back down to
her sides. “He isn’t as softened up as I thought. Well, back to it.” She
blasted into the air and straight into the smoke cloud.

“What
the hell?! She’s
enjoying this fight!” Yamcha cried in an accusing tone.

“What did you
expect? She is a pure-blooded Saiyan.
And look at who her father is.” Krillin said in her defense. He frowned a
moment later. “Are they still in that smoke cloud?”

Tien shrugged. “I can’t see or sense them anymore. This is so frustrating… after all that
training!”

“They’re still in
the smoke cloud.” Piccolo stated in a grim tone, standing up finally after
wrapping his cloak around Gohan, who had started to shiver. There was nothing
more he could do for the boy until the fight was over, one way or the other. He
walked forward to where the others were and looked up at the smoke cloud.
“They’re talking.”

“Talking!?” Yamcha
exclaimed, turning to look at the Namek as if he had grown a second head. “About what?!”

Piccolo frowned in
concentration and listened as best as he could. “They’re talking about what
moves they’re thinking about using on each other.” Everyone else stared at him
as if he had gone crazy. The Namek ignored, watching the smoke slowly
dissipate.

Peasa and Cell came
floating to the ground about 15 meters ahead of the others. “It’s decided
then?” Peasa asked.

“Yes, agreed. But
who will go first?” Cell inquired with a frown.

“Rock-paper-scissors?” The Saiyan suggested.

“You must be
joking.” The monster stated dryly.

The princess
shrugged. “Don’t like that one, huh? Hmm. Fine, you go first.”

Piccolo’s mouth
dropped in shock. “She can’t be serious!”

“What the hell are
they discussing!?” Krillin asked, looking at the green man anxiously.

Cell was equally
surprised. “You’d actually let me go first? You’re serious?”

Peasa nodded. “Yeah. Gimme a sec, ok? I’ll let you know when I’m ready.”

The bio-monster
glared at her. “What are you trying to pull!?”

“Nothing. I’m just getting ready! Sheesh.” The Saiyan
grumbled. She stripped off her gi top and pants,
leaving her in a sexy undershirt and panties. She tossed the clothes she had
just removed onto the ground where they landed with a loud thud and made a
depression in the ground. Free of the weight-enhanced training clothes she
stretched for a few moments then her aura manifested once more, glowing so
brightly everyone had to shade their eyes and squint.

“She’s lost her
mind. She’s going to get killed!” Piccolo grumbled, shaking his head.

“What’s
going on?!” Krillin
demanded, nearly ripping out his hair in frustration.

Piccolo sighed.
“They’re each going to hit each other as hard as they can, And Peasa offered
Cell the first hit.” He explained.

“She’s crazy!
She’ll be killed!” Krillin cried, much to Tien’s and
Yamcha’s agreement.

“I already said
that…” Piccolo grumbled.

The energy aura
disappeared and Cell stared at the girl in surprise. “You were still holding
back!?” He demanded.

Peasa shrugged with
a smirk on her face. “I’m a Saiyan.” She offered in an ambiguous reply. The
girl stood with her arms at her sides, leaving herself wide open for attack,
offering up no defense at all. “I’m ready. Go for it.”

Cell watched her
for several moments as if expecting her to suddenly change her mind. He
couldn’t figure out what her plan was… surely she wasn’t going to take his
strongest attack. He decided to test her first. He rushed forward and started
throwing a punch but stopped right before it connected, bringing up his other
arm to block any surprise attacks. He blinked in surprise when he saw she was
still standing there, not having made any move to block or even tense up for
the blow. “You were going to just let me hit you.” He stated, almost
accusingly.

“Wow, Cell, you’re
a bright one. Can’t get anything past you. Was that
your best attack? I didn’t feel a thing.” She taunted him.

Krillin slapped his
forehead with his hand. “Oh great, now she’s pissing him off. What’s her
angle?”

“She’s crazy. I
thought we already established that.” Piccolo deadpanned.

Cell backed off
again. “Funny girl. Here comes my real attack!” He ran
forward and threw the full force of his power into his punch. He connected
solidly and he smiled in satisfaction as she crumbled to the ground in a
boneless heap. He shook his hand, grimacing at how numb it was after the
strike. “Well, that was easy.”

“Peasa!” Krillin cried, shocked that she had really
taken the blow. It had landed with so much force that the ground shook and a
sound almost like thunder had been emitted. Blood had flown from the girl’s
mouth and she was likely dead or paralyzed now. He was about to run forward and
take over when Piccolo’s hand came to rest on his shoulder. “Let me go!” He
growled at the Namek.

“Wait a moment.”
The green man told him.

“For
what!?” The monk
demanded. He shared a confused look with Yamcha and Tien
then turned back to look at Cell who was looking at them.

“Ok, who’s next?”
The monstrosity inquired, wondering if any of them would give him half as good
a fight as he got from Peasa.

“You are. You
forget our deal already?” Peasa said suddenly, climbing up to her feet
unsteadily.

Cell stared at her,
shocked that she could even move after his punch. It had indeed been as hard as
he could make it, he hadn’t held back anything. And she was still moving. “What?!” He still couldn’t believe it.

“You hit me as hard
as you can, then I do the same to you. You have a short memory span, Cell.”
Peasa teased him as she rubbed her cheek. She shook herself for a few moments
to get the blood flowing through all her limbs and then assumed a fighting
stance. “You ready?”

Cell still stared
at her, unable to comprehend how she wasn’t dead. He growled and stood in the
same manner that she had before, wondering if she even had enough energy to reach
him, let alone do any significant damage. “Fine then, girl. Go for it.”

“I can’t believe
it.” Krillin stated softly, staring with wide eyes, afraid to blink.

“She went loose.
She didn’t resist the force at all, just let it pass
through her. She really is a genius.” Piccolo informed the girl’s former lover.

Yamcha grinned.
“You can say that again, Piccolo. She’s amazing!”

Peasa ran forward
so fast that a blink would have missed it and punched with all her might. In
that split second, Cell realized the girl had barely been injured by his blow
and her counter-attack might cripple him. He vanished at the last instant so
her punch went through his after image and he reappeared behind her laughing,
feeling no shame from cheating. At least until his brain received the signal of
pain a moment before his eyes registered the Saiyan princess smiling up at him
with her fist buried in his gut. She had created an after image at the same
time as he had, as she had expected it, and punched the real Cell instead. “What?!” Cell demanded, spewing purple blood and staggering
back, gripping his stomach as the pain finally brought him down to his knees.
“How did you… AAAGH!!” He coughed up more blood and
the monster’s eyes widened when he realized Android 18’s arm was hanging out of
his mouth and he was about to spew her up. He shoved her arm back down and held
his hand over his mouth as he tried to prevent her from being vomited up. He
looked up and saw the girl was on her knees, likely winded by her attack. They
both knew what had just happened, as was obvious from the knowing grin on the
girl’s face.

“Eat something that
didn’t agree with you, Cell?” Peasa taunted him. She stood up and looked him
over carefully, assessing the damage dealt.

The bio-monster
swallowed a few times to ensure the android girl would stay put and climbed up
to his feet, wobbling a bit. He couldn’t believe what had just happened, and
what had nearly happened. He wouldn’t make that mistake again. “It’s time for
you to DIE!” He cried, running forward at full speed.

“That... that was
18’s…” Krillin tried to speak, but was shocked by what he had seen.

Cell and Peasa were
trading blows at a lightning fast intensity now, both seemed determined to end
the fight as quickly as possible. The bio-monster knocked the girl flat on her
back and took a step forward but she was already up and kicking him in the
stomach. He backed up a few steps and shook off the blow. They were both
breathing heavily, but neither looked ready to throw in the towel. As if on an
unspoken agreement, they both took to the air and started trading blows again.

Peasa cracked Cell
in the jaw, then Cell countered by kicking her in the side. The Saiyan girl
drove an elbow into the genetic freak’s ribs and the creature retaliated by
backhanding her across the cheek. They fought for several minutes like that and
suddenly Peasa crashed into the earth and formed a small crater in the ground.
She climbed out of the hole and flew back into the sky moments later and their
fight resumed. A minute later, Gero’s monster crashed
into the ground and it was his turn to struggle back up and into the fray.

“They seem to be
pretty evenly matched up.” Yamcha stated with awe.

“Perhaps.” Piccolo stated ambiguously.

“Something seems…
off. Right Piccolo?” Tien
inquired, glancing over at the green man.

“I sense it too.
Cell is holding back still. I can’t tell if Peasa is at her limit yet or not.”
Krillin added.

They all gasped in
shock when Cell’s arm went into the Saiyan girl’s gut and burst out the other
side, blood and entrails flying everywhere. “NO!!!” Krillin cried. He was a
split second from flying up to join the fight and hopefully saving his former
lover’s life when she reappeared behind Cell and drove both of her fists into
the creature’s back as the after-image around his arm
vanished.

“She’s… she’s not
hurt! It was an illusion? I’ve never seen someone use the after-image technique
like that before.” Tien murmured in awe. He thought
he had felt the blood droplets falling onto his face, but nothing was there.

Cell, meanwhile,
was climbing up out of the ground again. He frowned up at Peasa who gazed back
at him with a smug look on her face. “You think you’re getting the better of
me, don’t you?” He inquired. The bio-engineered monstrosity smiled when he saw
the calculating look she gaze him. He began to glow with a white aura and
sighed as ki flowed through his body once more. Most
of his wounds disappeared as well and he shook off the blood that had
accumulated on his body. He was annoyed when she didn’t look surprised.

“You still haven’t
gotten it through your thick head, Cell. I’m not stupid.” She started glowing
as well and a few moments later she spat out some blood from her mouth and
assumed a fighting stance once more.

Cell growled, but
then smiled a few moments later. “Well, I had wanted someone to take me to my
limits, and you’ve certainly done that. But it’s time to end it now. No more
games.”

“Of
course.” The Saiyan
princess replied. As one, they resumed their fight.

Cell drove his fist
into Peasa’s gut and then elbowed her in the back of the head, sending her
plummeting to the ground. She stopped her descent and flew back up at him and
resumed trading blows. A few moments later she vanished and reappeared behind
the soulless monster and kicked him as hard as she could, sending
him forward out of control. She brought her hands up and they began to glow. “Cosmic ray!” She cried, pointing her fingers forward and a
beam similar to Piccolo’s Special Beam Cannon shot forward and straight through
Cell’s chest, blowing a hole through it. He fell to the ground and crashed,
bloody and seemingly broken. “Big bang attack!” She
cried, throwing the other hand forward palm out and a large fast moving ki blast shot out and collided with the prone monster.
“Vegeta taught me that one, freak.” She stated grimly, touching down on the
ground and walking forward slowly. She was looking pretty winded and her energy
level was dropping, but she might have already ended the monster.

The Saiyan girl
stood at the top of the huge crater formed by the second energy attack and
looked into it. She glanced at the others and then lept into the hole. A moment
later she came hurtling out of it and crashed limply to the ground, blood
oozing from her mouth. She had reached Cell just as one of his arms had
regenerated and had been clipped by it. The engineered monster flew out of the
hole and landed on her chest with both feet and laughed as blood sprayed
upwards. “Such a shame to kill a pretty girl like you.
But no matter.” His hand raised up to finish her with
a ki blast to the head and was surprised when she
twisted around and forced him to lose his balance. As he fell, she kicked him
in the back of the head. She rose to her feet unsteadily, but ended up
collapsing flat on her back, her tail stretched out limply. She realized she
had lost and wondered if she’d see Vegeta in the Spirit World. It brought some
sense of peace to her. She was going to die like a true Saiyan.

Cell struggled up
to his feet and staggered then fell to his knees. “Damn you girl… I’m going to
rip your heart out of your chest and shove it down your throat for that!” He
got up to his feet and started towards her again. Krillin raised his hand,
ready to summon up a Destructo Disk when the sound of
someone flying caused him, and Cell, to pause. Cell looked at the approaching
person in interest. “Another challenger? How
interesting… I wonder who it could be.”

The newcomer landed
a moment later, and it was Bulma holding a device
that looked like a rocket launcher. “Never fear, Bulma
is here!” She cried in triumphantly. She looked around and gasped when she saw
Trunks, Goku, and Gohan lying prone on the ground, figuring them all to be
dead. She sniffed and shook her head, knowing there would be time later for
tears. Now, Cell was to die. She looked around and spotted Peasa, seeing the
girl struggling to raise herself up but not being too successful. “Oh good,
she’s still alive. Phew!” The blue-haired woman grinned.

“Bulma!? What kind of challenge could you possibly offer this fight? Oh,
you’re going to shoot me with your little rocket launcher. Pardon me while I
yawn.” Cell taunted, shaking his head in his disbelief. He had been hoping
another powerful fighter was in the plane, instead he saw a weakling scientist.
He frowned in thought. “When did she learn how to fly?”

Vegeta’s mate shook
her head. “Oh, I’m not going to shoot you with it. I’m going to do this!” She
pointed the rocket launcher towards the sky and squeezed the trigger. The
rocket shot into the sky and a moment later it exploded in brilliant silver
light. The woman looked at a readout screen that had popped out of the rocket
launcher and smiled. “Perfect! Peasa, look at the sky!”

Krillin looked up
and gasped. He had seen something similar before… “Bulma! You’re crazy!” He cried in fear.

Peasa cracked her
eyes open and looked up at the sky, wondering what was going on. She was having
trouble hearing everything that was said. “What?” Her eyes fixed on the ball of
light that was floating in the sky. Her pupils suddenly dilated and her
attention was fixed on it.

Cell stared at the
light, wondering what it was supposed to be doing. He realized the answer a
moment later when he felt Peasa’s energy level rising at an alarming rate. “What?! No!” He cried, flying forward as fast as he could. A
moment later the monster reached her and started punching her prone body as
hard as he could but she still stared at the light. And she was changing. “What’s going on?!” Cell demanded, stopping his assault when
he realized it wasn’t doing anything but wasting his energy.

Peasa laughed as
golden fur sprouted all over her body and her eyes glowed red. Fangs became
prominent and her size increased. In less than a minute she had gone from a
somewhat small cute bloody and battered girl to a humongous golden-furred ape.
Peasa roared and beat her chest as her power rose to ungodly levels.

Krillin landed next
to Bulma and started yelling at her. “What have you
done, Bulma?! She’s gunna
kill us all now!”

The blue-haired
woman shook her head with a big grin. “Nope. She was
raised with full knowledge of her transformations, just like Vegeta. She
mentioned once that she and her uncle could control themselves just fine in Oozaru form, which was important since her brother couldn’t
reach that form anymore since his tail was removed. They didn’t want to step on
him or anything, ya know? Peasa’s just going to kill
Cell, not us.”

The big ape in
question looked down at the puny Cell and smiled. “Time for
round 2, Cell! Get ready!” Peasa shouted,
readying to attack the monster who still stared in shock, wondering what had
happened. Dr. Gero had apparently missed something in
his observations on Saiyans, or at least Peasa…

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End
of Chapter 36. Next
chapter: Cell gets the crap beaten out of him by a big golden ape, obviously. Teehee.
Stay tuned for the end of Cell! Though he won’t go down without a fight, of
course… See ya next time!
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