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Summary: 'His hands were stained with their blood, and it was all his fault. His father, saved the planet, saved all of them, only for Cell to kill everyone, thanks to his own son's inability to save the world.' And now, seven years later, that very same boy, found himself launched into high school and a particularly strange pair of icy, blue Eyes. Your not so average Gohan and Videl high school fic.
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Icy Blue Eyes
By Kakarot Son
Cell never was a patient being, he loved to terrorize things simply because it was, what he was programmed to do. He was perfect in every way, except for patience. But who on Earth cares about patience? Was exactly what Dr. Gero thought of while designing Cell, his perfect android.
Now here Cell was, watching as Son Goku gave up. The oldest of the Son's simply admitted that Cell was stronger than him.
'What the hell?' thought Cell as he tried to calm his Saiyan urges, he wanted a good fight and he wanted it now. You see, Cell was an evil green being, intent on taking over the Earth as so many before him. He however was unlike any of them, within his body, were the cells of every super-power in the known universe. The problem with his design, came the instincts of the races he had. He had the Saiyan urge to fight, the Changeling urge for blood, the Namekian urge to assess situations, albeit a surprised urge as the Namekian genes within him, were taken from a single Namekian. But last but not least, he had the human urge for curiousity. At times, these were both blessings and hindrances, the urge to fight, would undoubtedly lead to being in over one's head. While at the same time, it gave you the determination, to become stronger, and prove your superiority. Cell's design was truly and enigma.
The biological-android stared on, dumb-founded, as 'Earth's Greatest Warrior,' forfeited the fight, flying over to his comrades. The Saiyan, began to talk, rubbing his hair, with the palm of his hand. "Well guys, it looks like I won't be able to beat Cell after all. There's only one person for the job now…"
~DBZ: Icy Blue Eyes~
Vegeta stared, his body seeming aloof, while his eyes showed utter confusion. 'Kakarot, giving up a fight? What in the name of HFIL, is that third-class buffoon doing? Unless he's finally realised that he should have gone for a second year in that Time Chamber, and that I'm now superior to him.' Vegeta began to smirk, before glaring once again, 'There's absolutely no fucking way that's right… Besides this power… Is the most I've ever felt. That warm-up of theirs, was at about the same power of my Ascended state! Then what the devil is that clown doing?' Needless to say, Vegeta was very confused at the idea of Kakarot, forfeiting.
~DBZ: Icy Blue Eyes~
"Gohan, you're up!" exclaimed Goku as Cell watched, the illegitimate creature's curiosity peaking to a new height.
"What me?" asked Gohan, clearly shocked, his eyes as wide as his mother's frying pan. 'Why would dad chose me! What about Vegeta, or Piccolo and Trunks? There's no way! He must have made a mistake.'
"Foolish little boy," Cell smirked; he was going to wipe the floor with Gohan. Maybe than Vegeta or Piccolo, could scrape together a good fight would put up a good fight, for Goku was now disqualified.
"Hey Krillin could I have a Senzu?" asked Goku, scratching his head in son like manner, ignoring any possible fractured bones. In the carefree moment, of Goku's calm and confident voice, the tension was cut like a knife through butter. Suddenly everyone, felt a sense of relief, Goku was going to go back in the fight.
"Sure buddy," answered Krillin, a look of worry still visible across his clean, face features. Throwing the magical, green-bean at super human speeds, Krillin managed to sigh with a relieve look on his face. 'Goku's going to rush back in there! '
Almost as quickly as it came, Goku caught it and threw it at Cell. "Hey Cell!" yelled, possibly the most naïve Saiyan to have ever existed.
The biological android turned its head, and stared at Goku. Cell's eyes held a certain 'air of fire'. He wanted a fight, god damn it! And these idiots were wasting his time.
"Catch," Cell caught the magical bean directly in his mouth and begun chewing. While his muscles bulged out slightly, before returning to their former compressed size, he laughed maniacally.
"Kakarot what the devil is wrong with you?" roared Vegeta, his aura now flaring wildly as his hair fluttered like a flame in wind. "He is the fucking enemy! Why are you giving him a Senzu Bean?"
The remaining Z-warriors all gasped, "Goku!" they all cried in union. Most of them had known Goku for just about as long as they could remember, they knew of his unorthodox fighting styles, logic and all. But this was breaking new boundaries.
Throughout all the action, his son, Son Gohan stood there shell shocked.
Not noticing his son, Goku simply replied, "Hey you guys. It wouldn't be a fair fight if Cell fought Gohan at half strength, would it?"
'Foolish Son Goku, and his childish morals. But none the less, I have to give that monkey some respect, he's so honourable that he doesn't care if his own son is killed, if it means fighting a fair fight.'
~DBZ: Icy Blue Eyes~
Yamcha ran a hand through his out grown hair, after gently caressing the scar, which remarkably looked like the 24th letter of the alphabet. 'It's not as though Vegeta can talk, that asshole could've stopped the situation ages ago,' thought Yamcha, Vegeta was such a show off. Yamcha snorted, he could kick Vegeta's ass any day of the month… He just needed to get into shape.
~DBZ: Icy Blue Eyes~
Cell just openly laughed, "You idiotic buffoon! You could've saved the world yet you chose not to fight, and then you heal me with a Senzu bean! Doing all that before, I fight your own son? You are truly a brainless ape!" exclaimed Cell.
Seeing the blank look, change to a sudden look of remorse and regret across Goku's face, Cell smirked, crossing his arms. "What? Did you forget I've got Human, Changeling, Namekian and Saiyan blood flowing through my veins? Don't you understand? I'm even stronger than before, thanks to this Senzu bean, the one you gave me!" (AN1)
Goku snorted, "That doesn't mean a thing, because Gohan will still beat you!" 'What have I done? No… I need to stay strong and believe in Gohan. He's the only one that can do it now… He's finally surpassed me!'
Vegeta snorted too, strange even though he wasn't transformed, he still acted like a Super Saiyan; it was one of the benefits of royal blood.
'Kakarot could've beaten Cell, maybe he's trying to get his brat some war experience.' The gears began to turn in the prince's head, he wasn't going to let Kakarot's brat get ahead of his! It was humiliating enough that Kakarot was still stronger than him, but he would not let his own son experience the same things.
"Brat!" Vegeta yelled to Trunks, "Get in there!" Who gives a crap about Kakarot and Kakabrat, I'll kill him myself, after I measure him up against my brat!
"W…What?" murmured Trunks, But father! I already fought Cell and lost. Besides it is Gohan's turn!" Trunks exclaimed, "You can't expect me to rob him of his own fight, father!"
"I don't give a shit brat, with the way things are going, we'll all be dead. I'm quite sure that the little brat over there won't even fight back. He's not worthy of the Saiyan blood which flows through his veins." Vegeta blankly, crossing his arms across his chest, proudly. He also made a mental note to himself, to not let his own son turn out, like the future one. 'He's to god-damn like his grandmother.'
"Vegeta!" Goku yelled, as the Saiyan prince refused to listen, "Listen to me! Trunks won't be able to win, Cell's too strong!" Remarkably, the Saiyan warrior's expression had changed many times. From half serious, to idiotic Goku, to one of regret, and now fully serious, once more.
'Vegeta, Cell will wipe the floor with Trunks!' Goku began his mental conversation, with the proud prince. It was a very unique ability that he had managed to learn from Piccolo, during the three years of preparation for the androids
'Well at least my boy, will be able to singe the hairs of that overgrown cockcroach.' The heir to the throne of Vegeta, replied, first confused as to what Kakarot was doing inside his head.
'It won't work! Besides Cell's now at full health, don't you won't Gohan to wear him down?' asked Goku. This apparently rubbed Vegeta the wrong way, as he physically frowned before, allowing his purple aura to flare wildly.
'You know what, Kakarot? You've made me realise something… True Saiyans fight alone!' Vegeta replied mentally, to the earth-raised Saiyan, before summoning his dependable arms.
"Oi, you Cockroach!" Yelled the proud prince, his arms now making a familiar motion. "I'll show you true power… Die! Final Flash!" Seconds after those words were uttered; a bright yellow beam of light was fired from Vegeta's smoking, outstretched hands.
The beam hit Cell, only for it to seemingly bounce back as Cell reflected it, effortlessly sending it crashing back into Vegeta's stomach.
The result was almost instantaneous, as the blood thirsty, prince was knocked out cold, sent sprawling along the dessert floor.
Before anyone, could do anything else, much less react, Cell began to speak. A vicious smirk planted on his face all the while.
"Does anyone else want to challenge me?" asked Cell, raising both hands and motioning towards his face.
"I…I…Imposs…ible!" Trembled Tien, his mouth open, his figure radiated pure, awe, at the demonstration of the biological android's power. 'Vegeta's blast, was at least five times as strong, as one of my Tri-beams… And Cell, just deflected it back, as if it was nothing.'
The members of the turtle school, save for Goku, could only nod while gaping boldly.
"Gohan!" Yelled Goku, making his presence known. "You're up! You've gotta do this… For me… for your mum… For the world! You can't let evil creatures like Cell, do this anymore!" Goku's voice took on a hoarse inspiring tone.
'Dad's right, I can do this!' Gohan thought, now filled to the brim with anticipation for a fight, 'but still, I've got to show him mercy! Everyone deserves a second chance.' thought Gohan.
"Mister Cell sir?" Gohan mumbled mildy, walking up to Cell and bowing, "Can we please resolve this matter without fighting?" asked Gohan.
A few minutes later found, Gohan swatted into a nearby cliff, like a fly. Cell slowly descended towards the demi-saiyan, before kicking him up into the air. Gohan gasped for oxygen, as Cell appeared behind him, and dealt a painful clothesline to his back.
"Like father… Like son. You're both idiots."
"You've got to fight back!" Goku yelled, trying to encouraging his young son.
"Yeah kiddo, you can do it!" supported Krillin, "Kick his butt for all of us!"
"Umm, I don't know about you guys, but he is just a kid." Yamcha muttered, amongst the numerous cheers for Gohan.
~DBZ: Icy Blue Eyes~
"This is insane!" Mr. Satan yelled, "All these fancy lightshows and tricks! You just wait till I'm done with you Cell!" Hercule Satan was a very loud, bossy and impatient man, according to his late wife. Many people put a lot of faith in the newest boxing metal weight champion.
The claim seemed to go unnoticed as everyone except for the ZTV announcer, and Hercule's cronies, everyone else seeming to pay no mind to the 'unsung' hero. "Yeah that's right, you show him Hercule!"
~DBZ: Icy Blue Eyes~
Gohan rose, from the small crater he had managed to create, before raising his arms, to his tattered and bloody forehead. It seemed the sunlight itself was burying itself within the Demi-Saiyan's palms, as he called out his attack.
Piccolo managed a large smirk, 'Hmmm… I taught him that. What a show off!"
"Masenko Ha!" Gohan yelled smirking the whole time, a cocky smirk planted, on his once cheerful face. "Take that Cell!"
And dark and vivid beam of orange energy, erupted from the child's palms, one currently placed over the other.
Cell's eyes widened, at the beam. He was definitely not suspecting this, how one mere half-breed brat, could produce this was far beyond him, and Dr Gero's genius.
"Kame…Hame…Ha!" Cell produced a counter beam, within mere seconds, which tore through the Masenko, forcing it to turn on to Gohan and push him into a nearby cliff.
"That's it! Show me you're power. Why did you stop right then? Show me you're power!" Cell insanely screamed, flying after Gohan and attacking him with his hands.
"N…no. I can't lose control… It won't be safe." Gohan meekly replied, his arms crossed in a defensive position. Only to take a kick straight into his stomach, before making a large indent in the floor and screaming.
Android Sixteen finally made his presence known, "Cell your reign of terror ends here!" Android Sixteen flew behind Cell and put him in a master lock. "Forgive me for having to sacrifice you all…"
"No!" Krillin yelled, he knew what Android Sixteen was going to do. "You can't!"
Yamcha walked up to Krillin, "What are you talking about? What's he trying to do?"
Krillin bit his lip, clearly worried. "He's trying to self-destruct… He had a bomb planted in his system as a last resort, but it won't work. I remember, Bulma telling me about it, she and her father removed it."
Yamcha frowned, "Hey you! Android Sixteen! It won't work, we took it out!" He joined Krillin in shouting to alert the android. It was on their side now, and losing a comrade was never a good thing.
"What?" Sixteen turned around, pure shock evident on his face. Doing a backflip, Cell managed to land a disastrous kick to Sixteen's head. The raw power was shown, when his head was disconnected from his body and was sent flying off into the distance. Turning back to face Gohan, Cell blasted Sixteen's body without looking.
"That's about enough of that… If I can't bring out that power you showed me earlier! Perhaps your friends can force it out!" Cell raised both his hands, as his tail expanded. Revolting goo leaked out, as it slowly formed into a smaller version of Cell. Its face blue and unable to form words, the miniature Cell starred on as several more duplicates of himself were created.
"My children!" Cell exclaimed, before pointing his fingers in Goku's general direction, "I want you to kill every single one of those fools."
Muttering some strange language, the Cell Juniors nodded, before taking off. Each engaging a Z-warrior in combat, the only one left by them, was Gohan.
"Kame…" Krillin called, his hands cupped, "Hame…" His hands were now glowing with, what looked like blue energy. "HA!"
A wave of blue energy, erupted from Krillin's crouching form, and rushed towards one of the smaller blue Cells. It proceeded to push the monster further and further away into the dust.
Quickly turning on his heel, Krillin wasted no time in delivering another blow, to a different Cell Junior. Straight in what would normally be the Solar Plexus, his fist was implanted, thus leaving the biological duplicate gasping for air.
Tien phased behind the monstrous creature and delivered a painful blow to it's head.
"Thanks Krillin." Tien smirked, rubbing his fists.
"Don't thank me yet… It's still alive, and so is the other one."
"The one you were fighting?" A nod from Krillin confirmed this, "Why'd you come to help me then?"
Krillin muttered, "Thought you'd appreciate my help. Besides we don't stand a chance against them individually, they're too strong. But when we're together we've got experience and team work."
Charging up a ball of Ki in his hand, Tien threw it towards an approaching Cell Junior. It however did no good, as the creature simply swatted it away, before extending its fist forward, and nailing Krillin in the face with a punch. Thanks to its Namekian genes it had been able to extend its arm a good few metres.
The Cell Junior also duplicated Tien's attack, and launched it at the bald-headed former assassin. Having almost no time to dodge Tien was almost helpless, as it collided into his body, knocking him unconscious and out of the fight.
Krillin who had risen once again, quickly launched himself at the Cell Junior with a flying kick, which sent it flying for a while. Having bought himself some time, he charged up another energy attack.
"Kamehameha!" Krillin exclaimed, sending a blue beam out from his hands. He didn't even watch it collide with the Cell Junior, as he had already disappeared.
He phased in right behind Yamcha, who had just been knocked down by a Cell Junior. He caught the former bandit in his arms and set him down on the ground. "Yamcha." He said instantaneously gaining the scarred warrior's attention, "let's double team this one."
As soon as the words left Krillin's mouth, Yamcha had disappeared. He knew what Krillin wanted to do, it was that simple. Within seconds the Cell Junior found a fist implanted in its right shoulder blade, courtesy of the scarred human, before being knocked away by the bandit's other arm. Only to be grabbed by Krillin, and swung around, before being sent sprawling into Yamcha's waiting fist.
"Wolf Fang Fist!" Yamcha cried as a quick flurry of punches and kicks were released by the scarred man, as the image of a wolf settled behind him. The Cell Junior was suddenly dazed as it fell to the floor, its' head spinning wildly.
Krillin grinned from ear to ear, they had gotten it. Simultaneously, the two warriors let out a quick chant of "Kamehameha!" as two beams charged forth from their palms. Their slight sense of triumph however turned to surprise, as they noticed the miniature Cell had disappeared. Within seconds they were knocked to the dessert floor unconscious.
Meanwhile, Vegeta and Trunks were fairing quite well against the ones that they were fighting. They were easily dominating, and were simply stretching the fight out. If they weren't going to fight Cell his clones would have to do.
Vegeta planted a fist straight through a Cell Junior's stomach, before quickly withdrawing it and blasting the creature. The prince however, was suddenly sent flying from an attack from behind, aimed for his head. He went sprawling across the desert floor as blood started to seep out of his face. The Cell Junior which had attacked Vegeta laughed, the proud prince had never seen it coming. He had thought he'd only have to fight one of them.
Trunks was toying with his one; He had ripped of its arms several times and even grabbed it by the tongue when it was sticking it out. He chuckled as it flew back to him, quickly charging a blast in his right hand, he sent it flying back.
He was sent to the floor, his mouth open wide in shock, as two Cell Juniors appeared out of seemingly nowhere and punched him in the stomach. Where had they come from? Turning his head slightly he noticed Yamcha, Tien and Krillin had fallen. While his father was in a similar predicament to him.
His eyes flickered with defeat, before he noticed two warriors still standing. One of them was Piccolo… And the other one was Goku! They still had a chance, if he and his father launched a surprise attack this could be turned around easily. Besides Gohan still hadn't joined in, he was dealing with Cell, if he could get away for a fraction of a second and help, the Cell Juniors would be no more.
His thought processes ended as a Cell Junior stepped on his head, causing him to fade out of Super Saiyan. He was now unconscious too.
Goku frowned. This was definitely bad; he was trying to take on two Cell Juniors or three when Piccolo came to lend a hand, or vice-versa. Even mastering Super Saiyan, didn't help with the amount of Ki he had used up against Cell. He was running low on his reserves and he still hadn't taken a Senzu bean. He reckoned a lung was punctured and a rib was broken. The youngest full-blooded Saiyan knew he wouldn't last much longer.
He blasted another Cell Junior as Piccolo retreated slightly to catch his breath.
Gohan screamed. "NO! Leave them alone Cell!" His face darkened, as his hair took on a darker shade of Gold, while his aura came to life.
"That's it… Come out. Show me your power!" Cell manically laughed, " Just one last push."
The green android scanned the area, looking at the damage his children had caused, "Now, my beauties kill them all!"
Hercule whimpered. The Camera had long since broken and the news crew had hidden behind a rock a few hundred metres away. They hadn't let him come though, they said he was the World's Savior and had to slay Cell.
"Hey you!" Hercule heard a monotonous voice, coming from the floor. He was many things but he wasn't stupid, he wasn't imagining anything. Turning slightly he looked at the object in question, a… head?
Maybe he was imagining something.
"Could you throw me over there?" Hercule starred on as noticed numerous wires falling out of the head. 'Of course...' Hercule thought, 'it's just a robot.'
"You mean towards the fight?" An affirmative 'hmmm,' was all he needed to know what the robot wanted. "Sorry no can do… I value my own life."
I hope you all enjoyed. Next chapter we wrap things up with Cell and move onto the loveable High school arc, hopefully. This was fun to write, and the thing was I wanted to write more but I'm cutting this short. In celebration of 5 events: I have now been a member of Fanfiction for more than a year, Sailor Saiyan007 shares the same sign up date so cheers to her too, DevilsDoCry's (my legendary beta) birthday. Gue 22's birthday, and last but not least the birthday of Zi-Dawg. Happy Birthday to you lot.
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AN1: In this story, Namekian genes don't heal to the extent of a great Senzu bean, save for there much larger regeneration capabilities. But that does not mean Dende's amazing healing powers aren't equivalent too or better than a Senzu.
Theme Songs for Chapter 1: Moves Like Jagger, Maroon 5. Beautiful, Eminem.