Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The History of Kalika ❯ Spin With A Grin ( Chapter 15 )

The History of Kalika

Author's Note:

Oh my, what have I done? Everyone absolutely hates Videl. Yes! MUHAHAHAAAAAA! Anyho, I had never liked her anyway.

Everyone seemed to find Goku's pain hilarious. Mean people…What will poor Goten do now that his mother has left his father and moved into Capsule Corp. with his boyfriend's family. *Sigh* I have a feeling banging will be brought to a minimum…hmm…Gohan's got a vacancy now thought doesn't he?

I decided that I will let those questions stew for a minute…it always better when they have a chance to marinate.

I don't own Dragonball Z unfortunately…so sad. Still don't have the Namek Saga either. Brokeness is no fun. *Sigh*

And now another episode of As The Laboratory Turns…

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Spin With a Grin

From my window I could see the twin lights streaking across the sky.

When lived in the penthouse then, on the Upper East Side. My father was a prominent politician, my mother a doting housewife. My father brilliant and proud, I got my strength from him. He could do no wrong in my eyes. My mother pretty, young and blonde, I got my looks form her. She spoiled me rotten. We were a happy family then…until those twins lights came.

I watched them from my bedroom window as they descended to the earth. I trembled and fell when their impact shook our building. I couldn't see them anymore but I knew what had happened. I was a smart little girl. I know about outer space and the creatures that lived out there. My mother just used to laugh at me and say that I was foolish. But I knew. I knew one day that they would come to my home and try to take it from me. I always had.

Time moved forward quickly from this point. And the noise and chaos had begun. They had destroyed buildings and killed many people. My mother and father just stood there and watched. Our world was coming to an end and all my parents could do was stare at a television screen and watch it happen. I remember screaming and crying. I remember my mother holding me in her arms and rocking me, trying her best to sooth me. I remember my father's face. I had never seen him so afraid. I remembered my feeling so utterly hopeless and lost. It was over and I knew it. There was no army that could save us, no miracle for us. We would die and my perfect family would be no more.

I always wake up before it happens. It is as if my mind refuses to relive the pain. But I don't need a dream to remind me. I will never forget. The smell of smoke and burnt flesh will never leave me. The gargled screams of my father and the nothingness from my mother, her body pressed against mine in a final attempt to protect me. The images of their killers forever imprinted on in my brain.

The big one was slaughtered by his own partner I later learned. Good riddance I suppose. It would have been more fitting if I had gotten to do the honors. The small one still remained though. He disappeared for a while after a group of martial artists that called themselves Earth's Special Forces put him in his place. He returned though, under some mysterious circumstances. And has been an inhabitant of Earth ever since. He eventually started a family…even joined the Earth's protectors and has defended the planet from further invasions. It does not redeem him in my mind.

These facts I learned second hand, from the man, who saved me. He had been a British inventor and scientist and had been a friend of my father's. He took me in after he learned of the destruction and the sole survivor of the Saiyan Attack. He raised me in London along with his own daughter who became my one and only friend. He provided for me and funded by education.

He wasn't one for revenge though, much to my disappointment. He was only concerned with his greatest competition, Capsule Corp. What a coincidence?

The same company that was run by one Miss. Bulma Briefs, the woman that had taken in the Saiyan. The Prince of the disgusting creatures at that. The creatures that I would spend the rest of my life if necessary trying to destroy.

Fortunately, my savior was there. His young daughter, my mistress, Miss Sorah Tyler did not share her father's distaste for revenge. She agreed to help me, but only if I agreed to help her.

My mistress had always had been an absolute genius. At the tender age of 18, she was the one to develop the improved nanotechnology that now flows through my veins. The elder Dr. Tyler met with an unfortunate accident. With my new improved body, my mistress was able to take control of her father's once flailing enterprise.

After his demise there was nothing in our way. But still I was forced to wait. My mistress knows best. So I bided my time, ran my errands, paid my due. Until the day the plan was put into action.

Miss Sorah wanted to test her genius…push her limits. She took a page form the once great Dr. Gero. Devised a plan to create the perfect being and rule supreme with its power.

Unfortunately, my mistress believes this perfect being to be of Saiyan descent.

So much had changed…I used to be her greatest accomplishment.

Over the years I watched them as had my mistress. We witnessed their powers increase. The tall one, the hero, the one they call Goku and the Monkey Prince calls Kakarot. He had also improved much in his own right. Their half-breed children even began to pose a threat. And wouldn't you know it…there was even another full blooded monkey lurking among my kind. The girl…Kalika. They were everywhere. Filthy murderous beasts. She, my mistress, was…impressed with them.

So I was sent on another mission. With the promise that once her dream came to flourishen, I and my family would be avenged.

The mystical orbs they call the Dragonballs. The Saiyans had used them at their ever whim at every chance. Now it would be my mistress's turn. Once the good doctor had completed her version of the Dragon radar, collecting the orbs had been child's play.

I was there when she made her wishes. I had been shocked at first. I still am growing accustomed to the big, ignorant one, but he is not of my concern…it is the big green one that she keeps in that tank that worries me.

And now she has summoned us…I wonder why…

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The employees here all shake in fear of him. I can't say that I blame them. I probably would if I didn't know better. He is big and intimidating and stupid and smelly. He is Raditz the Saiyan that my mistress insisted on wishing back to this dimension. He is the older brother of the one called Goku. The one that actually died once to save his son from this brute.

A creature that would've killed his own brother and nephew. Why would we need him to rule along side us?

A growl escapes the feral's throat. Such primal beasts these Saiyans. I can not suppress a smile. He senses it of course. A strange talent of his. He must have been used to being mocked.

"What's so funny?" He asks in that annoyingly grating voice.

"Lost again?" I asked smirking in superiority.

"This building is ridiculous. Every corridor looks the same." He snarls. "And you are of no help at all, woman. Why didn't you tell me we were going the wrong way?!"

I love to irritate him. It is seemly the only victory I will ever get to enjoy at his expense. Another sad fact that I learned in my lifelong study of his kind…A Saiyan's strength increases after every battle. And death is no exception. The Saiyan had been dead for many years…his power now is far beyond my own.

It happened suddenly, just as I opened my mouth to respond, I felt a power like none other that I had ever felt before. It was ridiculous in its glory. Burning my mind's eye with such ferocity. Raditz much have felt it too. Though he did not seem to be aware of what it was.

Silly Saiyan…He still could not recognize a Ki signature when he felt one.

It felt like the Monkey Prince's…then the Hero's…the Girl's…the lavender boy's…all of them. All at once. I grimaced when the truth hit me. It was all of them. It would seem that my mistress's little pet was up and among the living. Breathing the free air so to speak.

I picked up my pace and Raditz stumbled to keep up.

"What is that?!" He asked with in a harsh whisper.

"Cell." I answered just as severely.

He didn't say a word after that. He just grunted in reply.

When reached Miss Tyler's personal office soon after; the power radiating from with in nearly buckling our knees. Raditz, impatient monkey that he is, pushed his way through first. I was not far behind. It would seem the impatient one was at a lost for words. I was not fairing much better for my part.

There she was, my fire haired mistress, standing before the creature of my worries. He was standing as well, however he didn't seem to be posing a threat to my master. So why was its power level flaring so?

Nevertheless, I was quickly at the good doctor's side. She spoke not one word. Her ice blue eyes locked with that of the creature. My mouth nearly dropped in shock at the sight of…it.

Its violet hued eyes were narrowed and his pale blue gray lips were fixed in a slight frown. Shards of thick emerald hair jutted about its head in an awkward pattern, not like any of the Saiyan apes I'd seen before. The mane changed its tone to purple upon meeting it's rather large pale ears. The wine colored skin extended down both sides of the creatures face. Odd looking, even for a genetically engineered monkey. But it was his height that disturbed me. I had seen pictures of this…thing in its previous form. But this was something totally different about it. Even dressed in surgical scrubs it was a lean, towering menace. Its huge green tail swung behind it like a pendulum.

Without shifting in the least, his eyes were suddenly were locked with mine. The low rumbling of a snarl interrupted my thoughts. The creature's mouth was now pulled tight exposing remarkably sharp canines.

"Cell," Miss Sorah finally spoke. "Calm yourself. These are…" She turned to look at me. "…friends."

I looked to see Raditz finally entering from the doorway. To think I had once feared him…he was nothing now….compared to this creature.

"Extraordinary." He breathed; his eyes firmly locked on the creature. It in turn, regarded him briefly before returning its gaze to me.

"It's power level…" I began.

"His…" The good Doctor corrected quietly.

"HIS…power level is outrageous."

"I know, it is impressive. And to think he is only at base level." She said with a proud grin. "He is them…and they are he. He has the power of them all combined."

"Yes," Raditz interjected. "But with such power…It will be easy for Kakarot and the others to sense him."

"This facility is heavily insulated…you know that." My mistress informed the brute. "He will remain unnoticed as long as I want him to be. But in the meantime, Nomi will be teaching the both of you the basics of sensing and hiding Ki."

"Teach?" I eyed the creature wryly. "Them?"

"Yes," She said with a smile. "They are your instruments. Use them. Teach them well."

"What do you mean…instrument?"

The voice wasn't new. Rich and intelligent. Nothing like Raditz's. I had heard it once before. On television. Yes, I had heard Cell speak before. It was just as engaging then as it was now. However, I had been taken by surprise. The newly reborn creature was not brainless as I initially thought.

"He can speak." The smelly one uttered.

"Yes, of course he can." The darling doctor replied. "Though, unfortunately when I was given the use of the android's soul by the dear Eternal Dragon, I was not granted his memories. He did however, remember his name. Strange that. Frustrating…but we will manage."

She turned to me and nodded. "Have fun…but not here."

I watched my mistress disappear into one of the many doors that lined the walls of her private lab, leaving me alone…with the monkeys.

"Why am I here…really?" The voice of the creature sent chills up my spine.

"Didn't the doctor tell you…We're going to try and take over the world or some shit like that." Raditz revealed with a chuckle.

"Take over the world?" He asked.

I narrowed my eyes in his direction. This was certainly not the Cell that I was used to. There something weird about him…even more so than I would have expected. He seemed to radiate childlike innocence. This irked me of course…what the hell was I suppose to accomplish with an over grown monkey child?

"Yes," I answered anyway. "Dr. Tyler has given you and Raditz your lives back…"

I motioned to the tall, but not nearly as tall as Cell, Saiyan to my left. I had finally noticed that he was not dressed in that stupid armored outfit, but a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He would have almost passed for normal if it wasn't for his abnormally large hair…and the tail.

"You owe her your allegiance." I finished.

"My life back?" Cell said, looking a bit puzzled. "I was dead?"

"Yes, idiot." Raditz replied.

Cell growled at the insult.

"Come now, boys." I said standing between them. "There is no need to behave as children. Raditz, he does not remember, or have you forgotten so quickly."

"You were dead…but my dear doctor recreated you." I said with a slight sneer. "She made you…better."

"I'll say." The big maned one agreed. "You possibly could have passed as a real Saiyan…well if it wasn't for your ridiculous coloring that is."

"What is wrong with my coloring?" Cell asked innocently.

"Nothing." I said. "Raditz is just an inconsiderate asshole."

"Hn." The dark one muttered.

"Now come, Cell…" I gestured. "It is time to begin you training. You're going to have to learn to hide your power if you even want a chance at surprising the Prince and his men."

"The Prince and his men…" Cell repeated.

"Kakarot, the green thing, the kid…:" Raditz snapped. "What good is it to train him if he doesn't even know who he will be facing?!"

Cell seemed to be lost in thought; never a good thing in my experience.

"I will try to explain it to you as best I can." I offered.

I stared at the long haired one and then at the green freakish one. I thought back and wondered how in the hell this had happened. How had I come to rely on Saiyans of all things to exact my revenge? I steady the breathing that I hadn't realized had gone awry. We were a shabby bunch but I had a feeling…especially about Cell. Where he had failed before he would prevail with the power my mistress had given him.

Maybe she was right after all. Maybe it did take a monkey to know a monkey.

Yes, Cell would be the one to destroy the Monkey Prince and the Hero and annihilate whoever else dared to oppose us.

I smiled a real smile…for the first time in ages. I was going to enjoy this ride.

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Author's Note:

Dammit…I was a few pages short…but the word count is good.

Aww…Cell is awake. Joy! I adore Cell, don't you? Poor, Cell…he doesn't seem to remember who he is…Hmm…Raditz doesn't seem too thrilled with his new lot in life does he…

Oh…*looks at the outline for the next chapter* Things are getting good…He He.