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(A/N: Ok, so last chapter 18 heavily implied that she was going to attempt to seduce Trunks, much to the saiyan's disgust. But her plans were cut short as Cell appeared, sort of. Now it's time for the showdown with Dr. Gero's most deadly creation.)
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Chapter 5: Monster on the Loose
Cell? Did she say Cell? That couldn't be. He would have sensed his presence. But he didn't feel anything. Was he suppressing his power?
"What? Cell's here? Now?"
18 raised an eyebrow. "Who's Cell?"
Bulma ignored her. "No, he's not here. He's... Oh, just come inside; I'll show you."
Ignoring the confused android, Trunks and Bulma hurried inside. Bulma quickly went over to the TV and turned it on. There was nothing but static.
"He was on TV." Bulma explained. "I recorded it for you. Look."
She rewound the recording until there was picture again. A newsman was standing in front of the camera. In the background was a city. Clothes covered the streets, as if all the people had just disappeared and left their garments behind.
"...and there is still no explanation for this strange phenomenon." The newsman was saying. "These disappearances are becoming more and more common, yet we know nothing about it. Where did everyone go, and why are all their clothes being left behind?"
18 raised an eyebrow. She hadn't been told about Cell, so she was completely bewildered by what was going on. "What's up with this? Did everyone decide to go streaking or something?"
"Shush!" Bulma scolded. "Just watch."
"Could this be some elaborate hoax?" the newsman continued. "Is there some sort of new nudist cult that's going around recruiting people? Or perhaps there's a new danger threatening the planet? Whatever the case, authorities have informed us that they will get to the will get to the bottom of this. Let us just all hope and pray that when the time comes... the... the time comes... Hey, what are you doing? Keep the camera on me."
"Alright," said Bulma, "here it comes."
Whoever was operating the camera had begun shaking in fear. "B-B-Behind you!"
The newsman turned, and a green scaly tail flew into frame, hitting him in the head. The newsman went down and the cameraman screamed. He dropped the camera and the sound of his footsteps running away were heard. The camera fell, and for a brief moment, the hideous form of Cell was scene before the camera hit the ground.
The unconscious newsman's arm was still in frame, but that was it. There was the sound of flesh being pierced, which Trunks assumed was Cell stabbing the newsman with his tail. He watched in horror as the arm of the newsman shriveled up like a raisin and then seemed to deflate until it was just a sheet of skin. From there, the sheet of skin got thinner and thinner until it was transparent, and then finally disappearing completely.
There was an evil chuckle from Cell, and then the sound of him walking closer to the camera was heard. Cell's scaly foot was seen for a brief moment, stomping down on the camera, before the picture went blank and the message Please Stand By was seen.
Trunks felt like he was going to be sick. He knew that Cell absorbed people, but to actually see it was awful, and the only thing that he could see had been the man's arm. What a horrible way to die.
18's eyes were wide and fearful. "W-What... the hell... was that?"
Trunks growled. "That was Cell. He's a monster. I've been searching for him for a while."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
He glanced at her. "It was on a need to know basis, and you didn't need to know." He turned back to Bulma. "How long ago was this?"
"About 20 minutes." She replied.
Trunks' fists clenched. "Then there may still be time. I'll have to go see if I can catch him."
Bulma nodded. "Be careful."
"I will."
He hurried off, hoping he would be able to catch up with Cell before he slipped away again. He didn't want anyone else to suffer that monster's wrath.
'But damn it, why did it have to happen now, just when I finished training. No time to rest though. I have to put an end to this nightmare once and for all.'
The sound of a second pair of footsteps brought him out of his thoughts. He glanced over his shoulder and saw 18 running after him.
"What are you doing?" he demanded.
"What do you think?" she snapped back. "I'm going with you! Do you think I'd let you face that monster on your own? Didn't you see what that thing did to that man?"
Yes, he saw. The image was eternally burned into his memory. "I know what I'm doing, 18. I don't need your help. Stay here with my mother."
"The hell with that!" 18 cried. "I'm not staying behind. Isn't this what I was programmed to do; save the world from freaks like this?"
"I've got more than enough power to defeat this guy. But I can't be worrying about you while I'm fighting him. You'd just get in the way."
"Hey, I can take care of myself. You're not leaving me behind."
Once outside, they took to the air. Trunks was getting impatient as she continued to follow him.
"Go back, 18. This isn't up for debate. I need you to stay out of this."
"I'm going, Trunks." She insisted. "And there's nothing you can say that will convince me otherwise."
Trunks had had enough. He transformed and turned to face her. "No, you're not!" he shouted, his power flaring up around him. "I'm putting my foot down this time, 18! Go back now!"
He said nothing more. Turning his back on the startled android, he took off towards the city he hoped to find Cell in.
18 crossed her arms and watched as he flew off. "Jerk."
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The city was completely empty. The only signs that it had at one point been populated were the clothes that littered the street. In a way, this was worse than what the androids did. In the past, they left a trail of destruction and ruin, the bodies of their victims either blown to pieces or left rotting in the streets. But this was different. There was no destruction, no sign of life of any kind. Just a cold eerie emptiness.
Trunks felt a chill run up his spin. Destruction he could handle. He had grown up with it. But this, this was just too creepy. It was worse than the androids. They had merely gone around destroying everything in their path. But Cell, he hunted his victims down like animals. Like nothing more than cattle. No, not even.
"Cell," he growled. "I'll find you. I swear I will. And then I'll end you."
His eyes roamed around the city. Cell was still here somewhere. He may have been suppressing his power, but Trunks could feel that he was still here somewhere.
'Where are you hiding, Cell? Come out where I can see you.'
He walked through the deserted town. If only it really was deserted instead of totally wiped out. How could someone do this? Who took pleasure in killing and making others suffer? He just couldn't understand it.
He froze in his tracks when he came across a certain pair of clothes. They were small, very small. And there was even a diaper in the pile. This had been an infant! Cell had even stolen the lives of children. He'd taken their lives before they even had a chance to live.
"Cell..." he seethed.
His power began rising as he began losing control of his temper. Damn that monster. Where the hell was he? He was here somewhere. Somewhere close by too. He was watching him. Watching and waiting for the chance to suck him up as well. He could fell the freak's evil gaze looking right at him. But where was he?
'There!'
Whirling around, Trunks unleashed a powerful blast of energy. For a brief moment, he saw a figure standing on top of a building before it disappeared, right before his energy blast hit.
Trunks' eyes narrowed as he zeroed in on his target. "So, you've finally come out... Cell."
The creature's eyes widened in surprise. Knowing its cover was blown, it came in for a landing. "I must say, I'm surprised you know that name."
Trunks smirked. "Why? You know my name, don't you?"
Cell snickered. "Oh yes, I know you quite well. The half-saiyan son of Bulma and Vegeta. Quite an unexpected pairing, don't you think?"
Trunks' fists clenched. "I didn't come here for a conversation. I came here to destroy you."
Cell openly laughed. "Now that's funny. You, destroy me? What a joke. You may know who I am, but you have absolutely no idea what you're up against."
"I know exactly what I'm up against." Trunks snapped. "I've seen you before, Cell. In another place, another time."
If Cell had eyebrows, they would have raised in interest. "Another time, you say? So it's true then. I've heard rumors that your mother was attempting to create a time machine. I thought it was nonsense, but it looks like it's true after all. So I guess you've gone back already and met me in the past."
Trunks smirked in a way that would have made his father proud. "So you're not as stupid as you look. Yes, Cell, we met in the past. I know all about you. What you are, what you've been doing, and what you intend to do. And let me tell you, Cell, you'll never reach your perfect form."
Cell looked impressed. "So you say. But nothing will stop me from achieving ultimate perfection. It's my destiny, my fate."
Trunks was going to enjoy this. "I think it'll be pretty hard to absorb the androids when they're no longer around."
A flicker of concern appeared in Cell's eyes. "What do you mean?"
Trunks laughed, because he knew it would spite him. "You should have seen the look on 17's face just before I destroyed him. And 18, she was even weaker."
Cell's eyes widened. "No, it's not possible. You're... You're lying. The data says that there's no way you could be strong enough to defeat them."
"The data collected, maybe. But I went through some vigorous training when I went to the past. I've surpassed anything your data could have predicted. In fact," he grinned, "I was strong enough to hold you off in your perfect form."
"Impossible!"
Trunks shook his head. "Sorry, Cell, but it's true. For quite a while, the two of us were on equal ground." He shrugged. "If it's any consolation, you were stronger than me, but that was the perfect you. Right now, as you are, I've got more than enough power to take you out."
Cell growled angrily. It couldn't be true. The boy had to be lying. Even in his imperfect form, he was supposed to be the strongest being in the universe. He couldn't lose. Nothing could take away his destiny.
"Nice try, saiyan scum, but I'm calling your bluff. If you think you can intimidate me, then you're wrong. First I'm going to absorb you, then I'm going to use the time machine your mother created to save the world and use it to go to the past to when the androids were still alive. Then I'll become perfect."
Trunks sensed that the fight was about to begin, yet he couldn't resist saying, "Hate to be the burden of bad news, but you were destroyed in the time period I went to. Destroyed in your perfect form."
"You lie!"
"Sorry, but I'm telling you the truth. Your so-called ultimate perfect form failed. And to rub salt in the would, you were beaten by Gohan when he was but a child."
"Silence!" Cell shouted, taking on a fighting stance. "I will hear no more of this nonsense. Defeated in my perfect form, that's ridiculous. And even if it were true, I know for a fact that in this time period that Gohan is dead."
Trunks also took a fighting stance. "Yes, he is dead, but like I said earlier. As you are, I have all the power I need to take you out."
"We'll see!"
He launched a ball of energy at the saiyan. Trunks easily swatted it away, but Cell was suddenly at him, his scaly fist slamming into Trunks' jaw. Trunks grunted as Cell delivered several more powerful punches before finally sending him flying with a mighty kick., crashing into a building.
Cell smirked. "As I thought. You're all talk, with nothing to back your words up."
A blast of energy suddenly flew out of the cloud of smoke. Cell's eyes widened and he jumped over it.
"Rotten saiyan." He grunted.
Trunks suddenly appeared behind him and Cell froze. How could he move that fast? It wasn't possible.
With a growl, he spun around, throwing a punch. But Trunks disappeared again. Before Cell could pinpoint his location, a powerful kick sent him flying. Cell snarled and stopped his momentum, floating in midair. Trunks flew a short distance away, looking unharmed from the beating he had just received.
Cell's fists clenched. "Well, I have to admit, you did catch me off guard. But don't let that go to my head. I've got more tricks up my sleeve. Try this on for size. Special Beam Cannon!"
He fired Piccolo's signature move. Trunks vanished again, and suddenly, his fist was buried in Cell's gut. Now it was Cell who was receiving the beating by a series of rapid punches and kicks. When a powerful blow would have sent him flying, Trunks grabbed his tail, spun him around, and threw him. Cell went crashing into an empty store and kept going, breaking through the very ground.
Up in the air, Trunks looked down at the ruined store. He waited several seconds before crossing his arms and calling down, "Hey, Cell, I know you're still alive down there! Come out and face me!"
The ground exploded as Cell came bursting up. He dusted himself off and cracked his neck before turning his attention back to Trunks. "So you can back your words up. But it'll take more than that to defeat me. Destructo Disk!"
The blade of energy flew at Trunks. He easily caught it, being careful to not touch the edge; though simply holding the disk still burned. He unleashed his own energy and destroyed the disk. A moment later, Cell slammed into him from behind. He moved into Trunks path, balling his fists, and sending him crashing to the ground.
"And now you're mine!" he announced.
Flying down to where Trunks crashed, Cell stabbed downward with his tail. To his astonishment, Trunks' hand shot out and grabbed his tail, the stinger just inches from his face."
"What's wrong?" Trunks mocked. "You look surprised. Well guess what, I'm just warming up."
His power skyrocketed as he went beyond Super Saiyan level and went straight into Ascended Saiyan mode. His grip on Cell's tail tightened until there was a sick crunching sound. Cell howled in pain and jumped away; Trunks let him going.
Grabbing his tail, Cell began to massage it. The place where Trunks had grabbed was crushed, leaving deep imprints of the saiyan's hand. Cell snarled, glaring at Trunks. His healing ability kicked in and his tail returned to normal.
Trunks stood up, his body glowing with gold energy. "So, Cell, do you still think I'm bluffing?"
Cell growled. "You... Damn you. I'll make you pay. By the time I'm through with you-"
Trunks was suddenly at him, throwing a rapid series of punches to his gut. Cell grunted and groaned as Trunks' slammed into him again and again. He finally ended it with an energy blast that sent Cell flying backwards.
Doing a flip, Cell landed on his feet and cupped his hands together behind his back. "You will not stop me from achieving my destiny! Ka-me-ha-me-HA!"
Trunks froze in his tracks as Cell launched a powerful Kamehameha Wave. He braced himself, readying for the attack. He delivered a powerful kick to the energy blast, sending it flying into space.
Trunks looked back at Cell. "Is that all you've..."
But Cell was gone, using the attack as a diversion. Trunks tried feeling around for his energy, but before he picked up anything, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around him from behind, followed by a pair of muscular legs and a green scaly tail.
Cell chuckled in Trunks' ear. "Looking for me? You were careless."
"Damn you." Trunks grunted.
Cell waved his tail tauntingly in the boy's face, the pointy stinger inches from his skin. "You'll add a great deal of power to me."
His tail stabbed forward, piercing Trunks' shoulder. The young saiyan cried out in pain as Cell chuckled.
His laughter was cut short as an energy blast struck him in the face. Trunks pulled free and spun around, delivering a powerful kick to the monster, sending him flying into a building that came crashing down on him.
Trunks turned to the person who saved him. He already knew who it was, being unable to sense their energy. "I thought I told you to stay behind!"
18 cut her eyes at him. "I think the words you were searching for are 'thank you, 18, I owe you one'. Honestly, is it really that hard to show some gratitude?"
"Idiot!" Trunks scolded. "You're in danger here! I told you to stay home for a reason!"
The pile of rubble that had once been a building scattered everywhere as Cell burst up from underneath it. "Darn you. Who hit me?" His eyes widened as his gaze landed on 18. "It's you."
(A/N: Big trouble. 18 had to go and be stubborn by following Trunks into battle. Now Cell has set his sights on her. Even if he does absorb her, Trunks is still strong enough to defeat him, but there's still the fact that she's been absorbed. Things are going to be a little different from what happened on the anime. Thanks for reading, now please review.)
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