The 10 days passed and all the Z fighters met on Kami's Lookout. Everybody got ready and we flew off to the cell games. With Kami gone and no Dende to replace him. Kaine had one of his clones assume the position of guardian. They made it just in time to see Mr. Satan's dumbass fight. Mr. Hercule Satan. Winner of the 24th world tournament and self proclaimed world champion, his incompetence knows no bounds and he belives himself to be the strongest warrior on earth. Many people debate that Kaine is stronger but the two have yet to meet in the ring.
CELL IS NO CHAMP! HE'S JUST A CHUMP! HE JUST USED SOME PARTY TRICKS TO TO DESTROY THE MILITARY! Mr. Satan exclaimed. The nih lying, I put that on Yamoshi. Kaine said. Who's Yamoshi? Krillin asked, hearing his friend. He's the god of the saiyan's that my people worship. Kaine responded. I'm suprised you know that much about your people. Piccolo said suspiciously. Well Piccolo, you learn a lot from the library of an emperor that enslaved your people. Kaine lied. Hmph! Piccolo said. Ladies and Gentlemen! Get ready for the fight of the century. The announcer guy said.
What's good Cell? Kaine said, greeting the man from outside the ring. My son's gonna go first if you don't mind. He said. HEY! DON'T YOU KNOW I'M THE CHAMP AROUND HERE! Mr. Satan said. Sir, are you and your friends gonna take part in the tournament? The announcer asked. Yeah, my son's gonna go first. Kaine said, completely ignoring Mr. Satan. I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU PEOPLE IN YOUR STUPID JOKES! NOW CLEAR OUT BEFORE I GET ANGRY! Mr. Satan yelled. BITCH DON'T PRESS ME! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? The saiyan said annoyed at the champion's incompetence. Hehehe. You hicks must live under a rock but I'm the champion of the world. Mr. Satan Boasted.
You dumbass. Winning one world Championship doesn't make you the strongest. Kaine said and made sure the Camera was watching before he said his next statement. I think you forget it was Me that won the 3 previous tournaments! Kaine proclaimed. HUH!? Y….YOU'RE! The champ sputtered out. Yeah, I'm Kaine. He said, staring at the camera. WHAT AN INSANE DECLARATION EVERYBODY! THIS BLONDE HAIRED FIGHTER IS THE SAME MAN THAT WON THE MARTIAL ARTS TOURNAMENT 3 TIMES IN A ROW. YES LADIES AND GENTLEMAN THIS IS KAINE! THE POWERHOUSE OF PAPAYA ISLAND! The announcer exclaimed. But you know what. Go ahead, I'll let you fight him first. Kaine said backing off. Heh. W….Well you w… won't get a chance to fight! Hercule exclaimed uncertainly. Oh you're serious, this shit'll be fun. The saiyan said.
So, who's gonna be the first to challenge me? Cell asked. Of course, the world champion. Mr. Satan! HAHAHA! He yelled. His disciples emerged from a pink plane. Damn they got a zesty one and a dumb one. All they're missing is a weird one. Kaine thought, remembering the old movie formula for goons. Could these people be Mr. Satan's apprentices? The announcer asked rhetorically. That's right my friend, let's pave our way for our muscled man and speedy saint. A woman spoke.That's great and who are you? The announcer said in a flirtatious voice. I am their magnificent manager, Mrs. Piiza.
Kaine was not expecting Mr. Satan's secratary to appear this gorgeous. Her eyes were a surreal yellow the saiyan quite liked. The redhead wore a somewhat revealing outfit. She had on a red bodice with no straps and a high cut to it, revealing a dark velvet leotard underneath adorned with yellow leggings that hugged her thick watery thighs. The outfit is completed by some black boots and light pink evening gloves. What truly caught the saiyan's eye was her figure. The whole outfit hugged her body in a such an erotic way, showing off all her curves that it didn't matter what she put on. She also had a huge bubble butt to go with it and Her tits were massive, probably about H cups and would probably spill out with a strong enough gust of wind.
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Yeah, I'd smash. Out here looking like Jessica Rabbit. The mischevious saiyan thought. The dynamic dumbasses, disciples of Mr. Satan tried to run the fade but were so ass they might as well be the Bron and Wade of hot ass. If this universe was in the modern era they would be making terroist edits of these niggas, I can still hear the song playing in my head. Kaine thought. The zesty one kept moaning and it started pissing the saiyan off. CELL! BEAT HIS ASS! Kaine yelled from the audience. Cell fufilled his wish and with a gust of his power he made that nigga do the super man and make a dead boy outline imprint in the ground from how hard he fell. The big dumbass decided to swallow a 50 ton object and attack Cell. Mr. Satan is Ben Azoulay. Kaine thought. His attacks Jackshit and cell rolled his ass out of the ring. HE'S CHEATING! Hercule tried to claim, but not a rational soul was falling for it. Even his secratary was questioning her career choice.
Hercule got in the ring and started flexing his championship belt. NOW THE REAL MATCH IS BEGINNING! The announcer said. I call bullshit. Kaine said. What's wrong Kaine? Krillin asked. They ain't give me shit but 500 bands all 3 times and this nigga gets a fancy ass belt. He said seriously. Krillin facepalmed. Mr. Satan started flexing his physical capability by breaking cinder blocks. The saiyan peeped saw gears real life turn in Cell's head as he acknowledged that humans are real people in this universe. Hercule tried attacking Cell with multiple hits while the announcer started glazing. Cell stood there unfazed. AND NOW FOR MY FINIS- Cell gave his ass the african father backhand and footballed his ass out of the ring. Now. For the real tournament. Who's first? Cell asked.
Looks like I'm up dad. Gohan said. Wait Kaine, you were serious? Tien asked. Yeah, Gohan's a Kid. Yamcha said. A kid who's almost as strong as me and has inherited the fighting prowess of not only me but of Piccolo as well. Kaine replied. Are you up to this son? The father asked, wanting to confirm with his boy. Of course I am. I'm gonna beat the breaks off of Cell. Gohan said. My son inherited my lingo, I'm so proud. Kaine thought with a tear going down his face. It would seem that young boy that appears to be the son of the last world champion Kaine and is entering the ring. The announcer exclaimed.
The son of the 3 time champion entered the ring whilst throwing his cape to the side in the same step, showcasing an aura farming technique not even Piccolo had properly executed to that level. Let's go Cell. Gohan said confidently. You amaze me Kaine. Sending in your own son to fight your battle for you. Cell said. What are you implying? Do you think I'm not strong? Gohan asked. I think that and that your fathers a coward. My dad is no coward. Gohan said angrily.
Mr. Satan what happened? The announcer exclaimed as the man walked back on steady feet. I… I just lost my footing. Mr. Satan replied. It looked like you got knocked out of the ring. The announcer said. To an untrained eye, yes. But when you have big bulging muscles like Him it's hard to keep your footing. Mrs. Piiza replied. I guess I'm just better then. Kaine said from a distance, intending on rage baiting the 24th world champion. Oh, really. The announcer said, walking over to the Saiyan with his microphone in hand. Losing your footing is a common mistake among fighters of all weight classes. If he can't maintain a muscular physique while fighting fast and efficiently than he's washed. Kaine said, smirking.
False claims. Ms. Piiza said, pointing a finger at him. Kaine walked up to the woman smoothly, closing the distance miraculously fast. Go ahead and feel for yourself. Kaine said placing her hand on his chiseled torso, simultaneously activating the ability. How muscle- oh my, you're chiseled like a greek god. I've never felt such a muscular body. The woman said begining to feel the saiyan's built body. Yep, this is a true martial artist body. Kaine said. Your wife must be the luckiest woman on earth. Ms. Piiza said blushing. HEY! STOP THAT! Hercule said. Yes they are. He said. They? Ms. Piiza asked. Yeah. I have a few wives. He replied. Oh my, well I was thinking of settling down soon myself. She said blushing at the previous champion. Oh well your name is Ms. Piiza right? He asked. You can call me Piiza baby. She said in a sultry voice. Well maybe we could get to know each other Piiza. Kaine said in a flirty voice of his own. I look forward to it. She said before walking her way back to Mr. Satan with a strut in her hips, allowing the warrior to see her fat ass jiggle from underneath her dress.
IT SEEMS KAINE HAS FLIRTED WITH HERCULE'S SECRETARY! HOW WILL THE WORLD CHAMP TAKE THIS! The announcer exclaimed. HEY YOU JUST WAIT RIGHT THE- MY SON IS FIGHTING CELL! The saiyan interrupted. SAVE YOUR BULLSHIT FOR LATER! YOU DIDN'T GET TRICKED! YOU WERE THE WEAKER FIGHTER! The self proclaimed world champ hopped back in fear. Tha…that's not true. Mr. Satan said in a quieted tone.
Cell and Gohan stood on opposite sides of the ring in fighting stances, poised to fight. Get ready folks, the son of Kaine, the 3 time world champion is facing Cell, could they be our last hope for earth? The announcer asked. Here's my prediction. Mr. Satan said. He will be down in 5 seconds. It's a good thing because he'll make my fight even better. HAHAHA! Mr. Satan said. The announcer completely ignored him looking at the z fighters. Gohan gonna give him that fire. Kaine said confidently. You heard it here folks! The young fighter has the support of his father, a true martial artist. The announcer said.
Ding. Cell said. The two fighters met in the middle clashing, throwing punches and kicks at each other while blocking each other's counter attacks. Cell tried to punch Gohan but he dodged every attack before flipping backwards and kicked Cell away, Vegeta DBS Broly style. Cell recouperated and tried to land more blows on the boy but hit afterimages. WHAT! He yelled. The boy landed several gut punched before cocking his fist back and charging ki in and punching cell in the face with great force. The bug man almost fell out of the ring but flew back in smoothly. Still think you shouldn't take me more serious? Gohan asked. Enough with the games Cell. I know you're holding back. He added. You are also holding back. The joke seemed appropriate. Cell replied with a smirk. But very well, little by little I shall reveal my perfect power to you. Let's see how far away your power is from that definition. Gohan said, smirking at him. The two reengaged in combat.
They seemed to have vanished, what incredible speed. The announcer said. It's just an optical ill- Such incredible speeds. I don't even think Mr. Satan could replicate this. Piiza said openly. Hercule stared at his secretary that was now standing closer to the saiyan. Piiza, what are you doing? He yelled shocked. Gohan and Cell quickly appeared near the edge of the arena where the others were before disappearing again. Cell tried to push the child to the edge of the ring but the smart boy side stepped his last jab before kneeing him in the gut and tornado kicking him out of the ring. Cell recovered quickly but he was on his ass. He flew into the air but Gohan was already above him, double heel kicking him back to the ground. He recovered, barely. Alright. I suppose that was a good enough warm up. Cell said. Yeah I think so. Gohan replied. The hybrid flew back to the ground of the ring.
HAAAAAAAAAHHH! Gohan's super saiyan power began flaring like a hurricane, spinning in a circle. Gohan has even more power? Piccolo asked, shocked. His Ki, it's even bigger than Cells. Piccolo said, shocked at how far his power had come. HAAAAAAAAAA! Cell exclaimed, raising his Ki as well. His power is incredible, this doesn't look like any optical illusion folks, this might be an otherworldly power we have yet to understand. IT HAS TO BE A TRICK! Hercule said, terrified. Your move brat. Cell said, with slight venom in his voice. Thanks. Gohan punched him in the gut, making him cough up saliva before kicking him into the pillar at the edge of the ring. Good Gohan. This is the type of power I would've expected from your father. Cell said, impressed. Cell charged towards Gohan but the hybrid proved once again a superior fighter in both skill and overall power.
Heh, I've got a surprise for you Gohan. Cell Said, laughing. His fun facade cracking. He used the multi-form, splitting his power among 4 of his clones. They all charged towards Gohan but he parried all of their attacks, sending one of them to one of the 4 corners. Well done Gohan, I hope you're ready for what's next. They all spoke, while charging in attack on their foreheads. For an instance, Gohan flared his ki, faster than nearly anyone could percieve, he entered super saiyan 2 and moved past each beam and defeated each cell before powering back down. WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT! Cell thought, terrified on what he sensed. It was there and then it wasn't. His legs were sticking up and his head and torso were lodged in the floor of the arena.
He recuperated once again, no. this isn't over. Cell said. KAAAAMEEEEEEHAAAAAMEEEEHAAAAAA! He fired a kamehameha at Gohan. He kicked the attack into the air. How! That attack was too powerful for you to dodge! Cell exclaimed. You didn't put nearly enough power into that thing. The kid said before charging forward and punching him in the gut again. Cell tried to swipe at Gohan but he dodged, vanishing from sight of everyone in the arena momentarily. Wh- Where'd he go? Cell asked panicked looking around everywhere. Gohan teleported behind him, chopping him in the back of his neck and making him fall to the ground higher. SCREW THE RULES OF THIS TOURNAMENT! Cell screamed. He stuck his hand out at the arena. DAD! GET EVERYONE OUT OF THERE! Gohan yelled at his father.
The father of the boy grabbed everyone and got out of harm's way watching in the background as the ring blew up. You guys alright? Kaine asked. Yes, thank you Kaine! The announcer exclaimed for going back to trying to record the fight.
Now the entire desert is our arena. Cell said. The winner of this is whoever remains standing. He added. Gohan dashed towards him. Cell tried to take advantage of the flying super saiyan and shot a ki blast at him but he vanished from sight and reappeared to the side of him, landing a spinning axe kick to his neck. RAGH! SON GOHAN! YOU ARE INFERIOR BEFORE ME! I AM THE PERFEC- KAAAAAAAAAA! Cell was interrupted by the sound of the boy charging a kamehameha. He looked up seeing a massive yellow star shaped aura enveloping the boy as he charged his self. MEEEEEEEEEE! What is Gohan doing? Krillin asked, terrified. HAAAAAAAAAAAAA! MEEEEEEEEEEE! NO! I WON'T LET YOU BRAT! Cell said, shooting energy blasts at Gohan in a frantic way. Gohan teleported directly in front of Cell. NoooooOOOOO! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! Gohan blasted point blank, blowing off the bio android's entire torso and upper body. It would seem that SON GOHAN IS THE WINNER OF THE CELL GAMES! The announcer exclaimed.
Cell's body sprung up and regenerated. Hehehe. It looks like you're out of energy after that last attack, Gohan. Cell said laughing. Yeah no. The match is over. Gohan said in an agitated tone. It's not over as long until I'm dead. Cell said. YOU SAID! And I quote "The winner of this is whoever remains standing." Gohan said mimicking Cell's voice in a childish manner. If you want make up stuff then you lose via cheating. Gohan finished in a condescending tone. But if you still want a fade then you can run it up with my pops. The guy you actually wanted to fight. The boy said walking away. DON'T RUN AWAY FROM ME BRAT! Cell exclaimed. He dashed behind the boy trying to swipe him across the neck but he blocked the attack, for an instant his energy soared and he stared back at Cell. Get your hands off me. Gohan said, staring at him as a super saiyan 2. WHAT IS THAT POWER! Piccolo thought terrified. That child had that type of power suppressed? Piccolo thought. He dropped back to base form and walked out while the bio-android stared at him with shock and terror etched on his face.
Power Levels:
Perfect Cell: 1.2 Trillion
Gohan (Super Saiyan): 1.5 Trillion
Gohan (Super Saiyan 2): 3 Trillion