Chapter 4/2 - The last fight




"He's got him! He's got Cell in his pincers", Chibi-Trunks and Goten screeched in unison, jumping happily back and forth while the adults just stared in disbelief at the dragon and Cell, who was now in dire straits.


"I can't believe it," Vegeta whispered and growled disparagingly. Such a damn worm flatters this pig so easily where we had to fight with whatever was available to us! This is a joke!


"Keep it up, dragon! You can do it!" Kurilin threw his hands over his head and continued to cheer on the creature above them. "He will rid us of this monster!"


"Who knows, maybe this dragon is not on our side at all", Picco-lo speculated thoughtfully and wondered feverishly how he seemed to know this dragon from. He knew that at some point in his life he had heard of such a creature. But when? And above all, what?


Before he thought about it any further and the others could break out in joyful euphoria, suddenly a voice rang in their heads and everyone winced, frightened and at the same time relieved.

"Son-Goku", everyone called out as if from one mouth.






"Yes! It's me, people!" Son-Goku stood by Kaio's side again and tried to stay in contact with his friends and family. "But we don't have time for big conversations!"






"What's going on, Son-Goku", asked the Namecian and already suspected that something was wrong. Why did his old friend contact them now at the moment of victory over Cell?






Goku smiled when he received Piccolo's unspoken question, but then he said in an unusually firm voice, "You have to collect all of your remaining energy and direct it against Cell!"






"But why then", Kuririn intervened and scratched his bare skull. "The dragon is already doing him!"






"He doesn't," Kaio intervened in the discussion. "Kiao-lung can't destroy Cell even if he wanted to!You have to do that! "






“Why?” The friends looked at each other questioningly and finally looked up into the sky, where Cell was already firmly embraced by the dragon being and not even able to move his arms.






"Don't ask so stupidly," the old master of the afterlife snarled irritably. "You don't have much time left! If you don't attack immediately, Kiao-lung won't have the strength to stop Cell attacking you again!"






"Did you just say Kiao-lung," Piccolo suddenly uttered when a dark memory reappeared.






“I said that, Piccolo!” Kaio nodded in agreement, although he knew that only Goku could see this. "And you remember correctly! This is one of the famous Aider kites!"






The Namecian gasped and sucked in amazement when he heard Master Kaio's confirmation. Then he put a determined grin on his green features, tensed his muscles and jumped into the air to take a more favorable attack position.

The others looked at each other questioningly, but before Goku could address them again, they did the same to the former devil and god, flew into the sky and towards the dragon, whose rays seemed to be slowly becoming weaker.


"We have to hurry," Piccolo yelled over the roar of the dragon. "You have to give everything you have!"


"But how are we supposed to meet Cell", Mirai Trunks called back and tried to locate Cell's in the coils of the kite's body.


"Aim at the dragon," was the short answer.






Goten and Chibi-Trunks looked at each other perplexed. On the one hand, they wanted to stand by the other's side, but the memory that they were to blame for Goku's death burned deep in their children's hearts. They had interfered in the fight when both Vegeta and Goku were incapacitated by Cell. And just because they hadn't listened to the adults' warnings, Goku had to sacrifice his life to save the children.

“What should we do now?” Goten looked over at Trunks, who was staring up at the sky with an angry expression on his face. "Who knows who will die if we do everything wrong again!"


"But we can't just stand around here and twiddle our thumbs," the other boy suddenly hissed back and ran his child's hands desperately through his light purple hair. Vegeta's son frowned grimly and before God knew it, the other boy's hair had already turned a golden-yellow color and a yellow aura shimmered around his body.


"OK." Goku's son nodded briefly and turned into a Super Saiyan as well. "Papa said we should hit it with whatever we have," Goten reminded the other boy.


"Then there is only one thing left to do," said Trunks, commenting on the other child's exclamation, and both of them shouted, "FUSION!"


They quickly took up their positions and while doing the exact movements required by the fusion dance, they both shouted loudly and clearly, "FU ... SION!"

A bright flash shone as the children's bodies melted together in a sea of ​​energy and formed a new person.


Gotenks stood there, wrinkled his nose, confident of victory, and stroked his golden-yellow hair. "Then we want to tear up Cell a little bit!" And with these words this Saiyajin rose to the others to fight by their side.






Everyone had gathered in a circle around the dragon Kiao-lung and was now staring at the creature with Cell somewhere in its coils.


"Where should we shoot?" Asked Tenchinhan and searched the white scaly skin for a sign of the clone with his three eyes.


"We have to direct everything we have to the center of the dragon body," Piccolo called back and prepared himself to concentrate all the energy he had left on this final attack.


"But then we might kill the creature", Vegeta countered, but when he didn't hear any more answer from the Na-mecian, he spat, concentrated and transformed himself into a Super Saiyan, using the rest of his strength put a FinalFlash.Just like Mirai Trunks, who had taken up position to the right of his father. The young man glanced over at Gohan, who blinked his eye briefly and raised his fingers in the sign of victory. Vegeta's son grinned briefly and returned the hand gesture in order to then prepare his attack.


Yamcha, Tenchinhan and Kuririn floated across from the Saiyajins and each of them prepared his most powerful weapon.


Kiao-lung's body slowly began to flicker and the large, glowing eyes gradually lost color.


"JEEEEEEEETTTTTZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTT!"


At the signal from Piccolo, each member of Team Z let the last of their energy reserves run free.


Huge explosions enveloped the dragon's body and a painful scream broke away from the being, which now began to wriggle out of its senses.


But no one stopped in his attack. Everyone continued to fire with all their might until an unimaginable discharge of energy swept everything and everyone away.





The eyelids closed in small slits to protect the steel-blue eyes from the bright flash of light. A faint smile twitched over the fine features and the tension slowly eased from the body. "That's pretty glaring," whispered the youth and brushed an unruly strand of his black hair from his face.


There was a giggle behind him and he turned to the girl who stood with crossed arms and watched the fight that raged in the distance. "Wasn't to be expected otherwise when an Aider kite is in action, right?"


The young man nodded in confirmation and turned away from the fighting completely. With almost graceful steps he approached his companion and gently ran his slender hand over her face. The young woman closed her eyes and enjoyed the caress.


"I don't think we can do anything more here," Dayron whispered, looking up at her brother.He returned the look of the steel blue eyes with a furrowed brow.


"We have to wait until they become active again," he explained and looked over to the battlefield.


“What should we do then?” The girl stepped next to her brother and followed his gaze. "I mean if it happens again"


Vejita's eyes sparkled ominously. "Then we have to kill them all!"