#perfcell

NO

[ Fighting Style Review ]

No, it can’t be…!

“ Well, well, Even you’re looking to be appraised. I’ll… start off with what you did right, with Goku. ”

“ It was clear from the moment you two started revealing your true power that you weren’t just throwing your bodies against each other; this was a contest of your martial arts, and I hadn’t seen Goku truly pushed in that way for over a decade. ” 

“ The way you utilized most of your arsenal was something I hadn’t even seen in myself, Cell, and that had me closer to the edge of my seat than I’d ever been before. I was amazed, from beginning to end. ”

“ … Ready to hear where you went wrong? ”

“ Even when your life depends on it, you can’t take a fighting stance. Whether that was Frieza taking hold in you, or an original idea, if you just changed your neutral stance you might have lasted a few minutes longer against Gohan, or even pretended to have an advantage. ”

“ That was just your most obvious mistake, but the longer I had to think about your fights, the more it became clear: you may have our cells, visceral emotions, and you may have studied our fights, but not a single lesson we’ve learned went to your head, Cell. If you really knew anything Goku did, you would have been able to beat Gohan, maybe even after he surpassed the Super Saiyan. ”

“ And you may be crafty, but all that skill you showed against Goku takes a backseat when your temper starts peaking. ”

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this is what they frickin’ made

This whole situation has overwhelmed her with terror. A much bigger threat has presented itself, and since the danger escalated to unreal levels, she finds herself wanting to hide and break her promise of helping the Z Fighters. She gave her word, but she so badly wants to take it back; she can't do this.

Slipping under everyone's watchful eye, she flew off, deciding to wander and clear her mind of anxieties. What she didn't expect, though, was the amalgamation of energies all mixed into one alarmingly huge presence. Footsteps could be heard nearby, too. All the fear that she’d tried to subjugate comes surging back with a vengeance. Panicked, she ducks behind the closest hiding spot she can find. Carefully, she peeks from behind it, hands covering her mouth to stifle the whimpers.

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[🐉] --- ❝ so, it’s true. you’re back. ❞ he’d assured eighteen that he wouldn’t go out looking, that he’d disregard cell’s existence unless it became absolutely necessary. 

     icy blue hues stare daggers into the bioandroid. though, he remained motionless. ❝ i hope you’re not planning something grim, cell. it’d be a shame to see you die as soon as you’ve come back. ❞

                   “   i wonder, will you fight SERIOUSLY this time? “

     “Depends on you, doesn’t it?”

His reply is a simple one; Their fight from so many years ago was a fruitless one-- Goku could have (maybe) killed Cell when they fought, had he truly wanted to. But that wasn’t the point of the fight-- it was to gauge his strength to see if Gohan could overcome that. Complications arising changed path it took to get to that point, but his son beat the odds, just as Goku knew he would.

Now, it was a different story. Goku could certainly get serious right away, but where was the fun in that? It simply wasn’t his style. Though Vegeta would chastise him for such an approach to battle (and with such a dangerous opponent, no less) Goku lived for the thrill, just as Cell had inherited. It was like a dance that started slow, and become furious as time went on.

All that, and he probably shouldn’t risk Cell being on the loose again.

Cell’s invitation wasn’t refused; quite the opposite, and the saiyan would dig his foot into the earth, and fire like a bullet toward the bio-android. A speed that would impress simpler onlookers, but at their level it was nothing out of the ordinary.