Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Mistress of Wishes ❯ Epilouge ( Chapter 35 )

Frieza shifted impatiently in the jail-hold. His father seemed as undisturbed as ever, while the others squabbled amongst themselves. How could they have returned to normal so quickly? After that taste of freedom? Frieza wanted more, he wanted out of here for good. But not even immortality had saved him from this place, which meant only one thing. Ices had died. After almost two-months of freedom, and only half-a-month of a rebuilt army the whole of the Hell Squad, as Captain Ginyu liked to refer to them, ended up right back where they, in the eyes of King Yemna, belonged.

 

And they weren't even permitted bathing rights…

 

Then there was the matter of Cell. He had been permitted to live, that damned arrogant hunk of machinery! The bitter taste of jealousy flowed through his mouth, and he spit outside the jail-hold to be rid of it. How could the dragon had gone and done something so stupid as get herself killed? No matter that he and the others had also managed this, it was the dragoness who radiated the confident air of knowing everything. It was the dragoness whom had showed them how adept she was at survival. And yet, she had managed to get herself killed?

 

Somehow, Frieza had the sneaking suspicion that Cell had something to do with Ices' demise…

 

“Son, how would you feel for a game of Chess?” King Cold asked suddenly.

 

“How can you say something so normal?!” Exploded Frieza. The Ginyu force stopped their ridiculous `fashion' contest to gaze over at the pair curiously. “Doesn't the fact that we were free, even for a short amount of time, free and alive and oh god, father, immortal, doesn't that compel you to at least try to regain what we lost?”

 

“No.” An awkward silence stretched as King Cold pulled a hidden chessboard from the recesses of the rock prison, dusted it off and began to set it up. “Now are you going to play or not?” Frieza glowered at his father, but shrugged off his irritation.

 

He could get used to normalcy once again.

 

Recoom let a deep fart reverberate through the cell, and Frieza scruntched his nose in disgust.

 

Eventually…

 

Bum bum bum dundundun dun dun dun….

 

Cell held Ices close, using his glowing kai to both illuminate the pitch-black of space and keep a bubble of atmposphere for the female clinging to his chest. The galaxies and far-off nebulas danced with color, and the android couldn't help but smile at the childish wonder that had filled the normally wise creature's eyes at the sight of such things. The android vowed to himself to take her to a particularly spectral part of the universe, once things had calmed down and they were no longer hunted with such vigor by the now deceased Kai.

 

Unconciously Cell pulled the now slumbering female closer. The month he had gone without her, he had felt as though he were going to die. But no, his programming was built for survival, just as every other living creature. And so he had recovered, very quickly in fact. But without Ices there, he saw no reason to go on. And so he lay in the field of crimson grasses for weeks, sulking, moping, making a complete disgrace out of himself. But that had been before he felt the pull of a familiar power, and his brain snapped back into gear.

 

Shenron was a wish-granter! And so, Cell had pushed himself to his limit, flying as if the hounds of hell were nipping at his heels to the Earth. Where he witnessed Gohan's failed attempts at reviving his beloved Ices.

 

Cell came back from his memories as Ices shifted in his arms, and he leaned his forehead against hers before veering toward a new planet and settling upon its blue-green grass. The dragoness stirred and stared him in the eye, the pair locked lips once more, Cell's ki enveloping them. He could smell the hormone of her readiness to mate, and felt a pang of sorrow. He would never be able to fulfill that need, though he was male, he was an android…and therefore lacked the necessary tools.

 

“What ails you, my love?” Whispered the dragoness' husky voice in his ear. Cell pulled her more tightly to his chest. There may be a way to get around this yet…

 

“I would ask you to grant me one final wish.” Breathed the creation.

 

“You would have to pay one final price.” She was curious, he could tell.

 

“And what would this price be?” The android whispered in her ear, delighting in the feel of the shiver that traversed her spine.

 

“You must swear to love me, and only me, for as long as we both shall live.” Her breath hitched as his lips found a sensitive place behind her ear.

 

“It is done.” He murmured into her skin.

 

“Then what is your wish?”

 

“I wish for the ability to mate with you.” Purred the android in her ear. She smirked against his chest.

 

“Your wish is my command…”

 

The pair lost themselves in a torrent of passion that could be felt throughout the galaxy.

 

~Fin…again…~

 

Author's Note:

 

I hope this clears up some of your questions…as for the rest of them, they may be answered later either in the repost, or in another epilogue…>.> as I said I've never finished a story before so I'm kind of put out as to how many epilogues I can add…