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Save the Day
Chapter Seven
The counter was
still going, but the fighters had ceased their battle. Xianghua bounced
energetically from side to side. Nightmare stood as tall as an imposing mass of
muscle could muster, Soul Edge clutched tightly in his malformed hand. The
timer keep going and the fighters keep standing.
Kabu raised an
inquisitive brow, his mouth pressed in a thin unamused line. On the floor
resting lazily against the foot of the boy’s bed Cell stared up at the intruder
with wide interested eyes. He smacked nosily of the piece of candy in his
mouth. His forearms balanced on his knees, hands still clutching the game
controller, hanging carelessly in the air.
A
tired sigh. “You know,”
Kabu started, lounging comfortably in the recliner aligned against the
wall. “I thought we’d been through
this?”
The brown haired
girl broke her intimidating stare with the green haired bastard to look at her
brother, briefly.
“So.” She said plainly.
“Well, you
weren’t invited in.” the flame haired boy continued.
The counter
reached zero, Xianghua had won.
“That doesn’t
count.” Cell said.
He was Nightmare.
“Right.”
The boy replied, watching his sister watching his friend.
“I need to talk to
you…Kabu.” Kilik said turning from the
older boy back to her brother.
Cell turned back
to the video game. “Rematch.”
“Kabu.” The girl said through a sneer.
“Now?” Her brother sighed.
“Yes. NOW.”
The two tone
haired boy got up reluctantly, turned to the emerald tressed youth, patted him
on the head and said…
“Practice makes
perfect.”
To
which Cell responded by slapping the teen’s hand away and flashing a smile at
Kilik, to which she sneered and stomped out of the room. Kabu addressed the android turned Saiyan
and offered up something that was rarely seen on his placid face…and huge grin.
“Now…now…Cell.”
He said after a small chuckle. “You know that it’s not nice to love them and
leave them.”
Cell gave a dead
pan stare.
“And you know
that it is not nice to get into other people’s affairs.” The elder boy said poorly suppressing a grin.
“Hn. So that’s what it was…” Kabu said
thoughtfully as he headed out of the door.
******
After the
destruction of the first Capsule Corp building and the subsequent demolishing
of West City and many others, Bulma and the remaining
Z Senshi saw fit to rebuild in a more inconspicuous locale. It was odd that even after all this time
there had never been an attack on what had once been the home of Son Goku and
his family. Bulma had been bold in picking the same land where had once stood
the Saiyan’s home. But Chichi had concurred and so it had been that New Capsule
Corp would become the new home of what was left of Goku’s family.
Kilik still found
the surroundings unnerving. She wasn’t really apart of this family. Though the
others would have denied the fact with much vehemence, anyone that Goku had
ever saw fit to interact with on a semi regular basis was considered his
family. But Kilik hadn’t even been around long enough for that had she? Goku
had been her father’s mate though…And the Saiyan had a son with her father. So
that made her family…she guessed.
She stopped
abruptly when she realized where she was. It was the clearing that the one she
had taken to calling ‘The Bastard’ had claimed as his own. She was staring
directly at Cell’s favorite tree. She smiled ruefully. And she could hear her
brother chuckling lightly behind her.
“For a minute I
thought you were going to run into it.” Kabu joked.
Kilik replied
with an annoyed sigh and plopped down on the grass. Kabu raised a brow in
question but then gave up and took a seat himself.
“So, what the
hell did you want?” He asked.
“Trunks wanted me
to talk to you.”
Kabu’s eyes
narrowed suspiciously. He and Trunks weren’t exactly close but when his elder
brother had something to say to him he
was usually the one to say it. Why had he sent Kilik instead?
“And why couldn’t
he do the talking himself?” The fifteen year old asked.
“He’s been…busy.”
“Hn…”
The wry look had
yet to leave the full blood’s face. “With what?”
“He’s been
testing a time machine.”
At that the boy’s
narrowed eyes widened and a small smirk appeared.
“I knew they were
up to something.” He whispered half to
himself.
Trunks had always
spent a lot of time in the lab with Bulma and sometimes even Goten occasionally
disappearing from time to time in there as well. However, he been seen even
more rarely than usual ever since Kilik and Cell showed up. This being directly
after the fall of the Tyler Supremacy, which had been the hybrid, his mate and
the boy’s wayward sister’s doing of course.
Even though he
knew that his elder brother would have never jinxed it by saying it out right.
His faith had been revived by the fact that the mighty Cell was now on their
side, though it was not that it had been anyone left to fight.
But, even after
all those years, even after all the horrendous acts Cell had caused there was
hope now of fixing everything. How? One may have asked it they weren’t as
astute as young Son Kabu. But with what the name Trunks Vegeta Briefs was most
associated with… A Time Machine.
The Demi Prince
was a smart fucker. It was common knowledge that upon learning to control his
more sinister half and increasing his power quite a bit Cell could now be
considered semi stable. But Trunks couldn’t really be thinking what Kabu
thought he was thinking?
“So he actually
did it huh?” Kabu asked. “He built a time machine?”
“They. He and Bulma built it.” Kilik said as she played with a piece of
grass. “They wanted me to convince you to go back with me.”
“With
you?!”
Kilik glanced up
with an expression of silent offence.
“Yeah…with
ME.”
She waited for
her little brother’s response. He didn’t look like he was planning on one.
“She wanted me to
ask Cell too, but…”
“But
what?”
Her pretty little
face twisted into a grimace.
“I thought it
would be better if you asked.” She said
low.
Kabu gave an
irritated huff turning and staring off in a silent brood. He knew this fucking
thing between Cell and his sister would be trouble. He’d saw it coming from a
mile a way. He had noticed Kilik had been pinning after the older boy for a
while now. It was the way of Saiyans once they hit puberty. She’d probably been
in love with him for much longer but now it was really going to get bad.
Why’d the bastard
have to go and fuck her in the first place? Why after all this time?
Raditz had been
dead for almost six months now and Cell’d survived it…barely. But to Kabu’s
knowledge…Saiyans mated for life. Though Cell’s situation was
rather unique. According to the journal of Kilik’s grandfather Cell
shouldn’t have survived his mate’s death, but the Saiyan wasn’t exactly normal
to begin with. Bulma had hypothesized that it was possible that it was the
small amount of Piccolo’s cells or maybe even Frieza’s that had saved him from
the fate.
But even so the
bond was still in tact. Cell had even told him once that he could still talk to
Raditz from time to time. When there were the occasional dimensional storms the
shifted the barriers between worlds slightly. Anyone else, even the Z Senshi
under these circumstances would have thought it weird and down right creepy
that the older Saiyan would have admitted to talking to a dead guy. But with
Cell, Kabu had come to believe any and everything the boy told him. He was just
not normal and everyone knew it. What benefit would he gain from lying about
something like that?
Still, Cell
shouldn’t have had those types of
feelings toward his sister, Kabu kept telling himself. Now things were going to
become very complicated. Because all Cell would ever be able to give his sister
was what he assumed was a good fuck from time to time and Kabu knew that she
wanted much more than that.
She would be
chasing after someone that she could never have for the rest of her life. And
as much as he claimed he didn’t care, it was kind of sad when he really let
himself feel something for the sister
he really had no clue about.
With every moment
that passed Kilik got more and more fidgety. She should be used to this by now.
Her brother was prone to moodiness and he only spoke when he was good and
ready. She was surprised the she had gotten him to talk this much. She sighed
and finally gave in.
“You think I
won’t talk to him because of what happened…between us. Don’t you?” She droned.
“I was hoping
that wasn’t the case.” Kabu replied finally.
His cold black
eyes turned to stare directly into hers. She watched has his oddly patterned
tail curled around his waist. He was about to delve into something that he was
uncomfortable with, she had learned the signs.
“Has Trunks even
thought about what he’s asking?” He asked. “Seriously?”
“Is Cell really
supposed to go back there and fight himself?” He continued.
When actually
said aloud it didn’t sound that realistic. Maybe that’s why Trunks never said
it out right. In truth that was the only plausible reason he wanted Cell to go.
Kilik and Kabu were strong compared to the Demis but they were still no where
near as strong as Vegeta and Goku. This meant of course that they didn’t stand
a chance against Cell then or now. The hybrid was the only one who could take
on his past counterpart. But in doing so what would that mean for him? What
would that mean for Kabu and Kilik? Their past selves would have surely been
born by then…they couldn’t just hop back into the time machine and just come
back home. Everything they had ever known would be gone. Right?
“I don’t know
what Trunks is planning. He just told me to run the idea by you and Cell.” The
brown eyed teen sighed. “I don’t know about you or Cell but I…”
She stumbled for
the words and looked up him as if she was asking his help. He was speechless;
he had never seen her this way. Her mouth quivered slightly before she broke
eye contact, finally giving him a chance to breath.
“I’d like the
chance to change things.” Kilik said softly. “I’d like to know my mother…my
dad. Wouldn’t you?”
Kabu had never
really thought much about it. His parents had just never been around. It was
just a fact of his life. He had grown up with the Z Senshi. He had been trained
by his older brothers to fight his own sister and the rest of Tyler’s supporters. Thinking about how things
could have been had never been something he’d had time for.
“I don’t know. I
mean how can you miss something you never had.” He said eventually.
Kilik had
expected as much. How else could the boy be best friends (or something like
that) with the very person responsible for murdering his parents? Hell, for
that matter why was she so close to Cell when he had done the exact same thing
to her? It was too complicated to even to attempt delving into now. They had
other things to consider now.
“So why are you
so jittery about talking to him?”
“I just don’t
want to, Okay!” She screamed.
A crew of birds
were distressed by the noise and made a fuss about it before flying off for
quieter surroundings. Kabu stared at the girl accusingly. Kilik growled low in
her throat.
“Could you just
do it…Please?” She pleaded.
“No.”
She looked at him
in wide eyed and gaping mouthed disbelief.
“So,” He ignored
her. “You’ve already decided to go I suppose?”
“Yes.” She
replied through gritted teeth.
“Then I guess
I’ll go too.” Kabu said dusting himself off. “Tell Princy that I’m in.”
“…”
“You already know
that he’ll do it.” Kabu blurted. “He’d do anything we asked him to.”
He was right.
Cell would go back to the past to fix thing even if it meant that he’d be
spelling his own doom.
“He’s not stupid
you know.” The younger sibling continued. “He’s knows what everyone thinks of
him even if you don’t.”
“…”
“Sure they all do
it.” He smiled regretfully. “Laugh and joke with him. Treat him like they don’t
really care. True, I really don’t but them…they care. There’s just nothing they
can do about it.”
Kilik didn’t say
a word. What could she say, it was all true. She had always felt the
strangeness whenever Cell was around. They talked to him like they understood.
Like they accepted him…but they really didn’t. She was much easier to forgive
she supposed. She had been taken…brainwashed so to speak. But Cell, he was just
evil…or his other half was. The other half that was still around…lurking. Just
waiting for his chance. Sure Cell said that he had control…but how could anyone
really be sure?
Now she was
questioning him? She had been the one to defend him. But what if she had been
wrong too?
Kabu smirked upon
seeing Kilik’s drawn face. She was finally getting it.
“I can forgive
him because I don’t care. There is nothing to forgive. I have no idea what was
taken from me. But the others….to them he will always be a reminder. On some
level they understand…but it’s still there and he knows it.”
He sighed lightly
and turned to leave.
“I’ll send Cell
out here.” He said over his shoulder as he headed back to Capsule Corp.
He stopped
suddenly and turned around.
“And talk to him.” Kabu said “I refuse to
time travel with you guys like this.”
She watched him
go, her stomach twisting in nervous knots. She almost wanted to call out to him
and tell him to forget it. But she didn’t she just sat there, almost sick with
worry. But she would not let the bastard…those
bastards win. She could do this. She was a Saiyan princess. And he was a green haired…bastard. Gods she
loathed him.
A/N: That took a while didn’t it?
Sorriness…Working on the next bit. See ya…
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