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You really surprised me. 9 commies! I was totally flabbergasted! So I thought, I'll type the next part for you right away. And the curtain up for:




Kidava (Piccolo's daughter) part8




Cell braked abruptly in front of the young god ... while he looked into his eyes, sparkling. Dende broke out in a sweat and trembled all over. "What is so special about you Namekians? First Joanna decides for Piccolo and now Kidava for you too! But this time nothing will come of it! I will wipe you out green!" Cell threatened dangerously, grabbed Dende by the ruff and lifted him to his eye level. The young god was frozen with fear, knowing that there was nothing he could do against the villain. This pulled the helpless Namek right in front of his face. "I will let you die slowly and painfully! You will still cursed the day you were born!" he whispered menacingly while a nasty grin spread across his face.Dende's fingers clutched Cell's hands and he began to tug desperately at them. "Do you honestly think that something like this will help you?" his opponent laughed loudly and quickly grabbed the young god's right hand. A malicious smile appeared on the big man's mouth and, very slowly, he squeezed harder. Dende gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand free, but he had no chance ... Cell was just way too strong. He increased the pressure of his fist and painfully squeezed the fingers of his, by far inferior opponent. The tormented Namek wrinkled his mouth and glanced angrily into his adversary's eyes. But then it happened ... A loud crack and the painful cry of the young god broke the silence and echoed again in the rocky canyons. Cell grinned at his defenseless opponent. "Oh, did I hurt you? I'm sorry." he said with a smile, took Dende's wrist and raised it in the air.I could see all too well that all of the fingers on the young Namek's hand were broken and dangling crookedly. "It looks like you don't need them anymore!" Cell tore me from my thoughts and released the grip of Dende's ruff to have the other hand free as well. The person addressed stared in horror at the arm of the fighter, who slowly drew back to strike. Desperate, he grabbed Cell's fingers and tried to loosen them from his wrist ... But too late! The tall man's long hand darted at breakneck speed ... steadily approaching his goal. It struck like an ax and severed Dende's wrist. Immediately afterwards, purple blood gushed from the open veins and splattered onto the Namek's clothes. A cry of pain rang out, going through the marrow and legs. Cell let go of the victim's arm and grinned at Dende's severed hand, which hit the floor softly.Panicked, the young god took his arm with the other hand and quickly backed away a little. The blood ran on his clothes, leaving a purple stain that quickly grew larger. Dende stopped a few yards away. Slowly he closed his eyes and began to concentrate. Small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his whole body trembled with tension. But suddenly the young Namek opened his eyes and a dull sound came from his throat. At the same time, a new hand shot out of his gaping wound, from which light green slime was dripping down. Dende was panting and moving his new fingers carefully. "Yes! Yes! That's a great thing with regeneration. Then let's test ... how often you can renew something!" Cell said numbly, with a malicious smile on his lips. Slowly he floated closer to the young god, who was still hanging in the air, breathing heavily. When he was standing directly in front of Dende again, without saying a word, he grabbed the ruff again and placed his open hand on the opponent's chest."Can you regenerate yourself with such a large hole in your upper body?" Cell asked condescendingly and looked murderously into the shocked face of his opponent. When I saw the fear of death in Dende's eyes, I felt an indescribable hatred for Cell rising in me. With great effort, I began to concentrate and gathered my last strength for a single blow. When I had combined all my strength reserves in my fist, I looked furiously at the villain, whose fingertips were already emitting a bright light. Immediately I pushed myself off the ground and dashed towards Cell at breathtaking speed. Immediately afterwards I reached him and hit his back with full force ... Nothing happened! ... It was as if he hadn't felt the fist. Desperate, I put both hands around his neck and squeezed. My gaze met Dende's and we looked dejected into each other's eyes. But suddenly Cell let go of the young god.He grabbed his hands on his neck, loosened them and pulled me forward with a quick jerk. His fingers clutched my shoulder painfully. With his free hand he reached under my chin and pushed it up a little so that I involuntarily had to look into his face. His eyes sparkled dangerously, but there was something soulful about his piercing gaze. I just couldn't believe it ... Even though I had chosen another man, dumped him for it (and that wasn't exactly friendly either) and attacked him, he still felt something for me. Slowly his gaze turned to Dende, who was floating in the air a few meters behind us and looking at me worriedly. Then a grin flew over Cell's face and suddenly he hugged me stormily against his body. His hands grabbed my head and he pressed his lips hard against mine. I knew that this was not a token of love, but should illustrate his power.He also wanted to make Dende angry ... which he succeeded. This rushed towards us and tried to pull me away, but his attempt failed. Cell shoved him aside without breaking the kiss. Of course I also struggled and pressed my hands against his chest to push myself away from him, but that didn't work either ... Cell was just too strong. I couldn't even turn my face away as the tall man held my head like a vice and controlled me like that. "LET IT GO YOU PIG!" I heard the angry voice of the young god calling out, who at that moment cursed that he was not a warrior. Cell ended the kiss and looked seriously into my eyes. "As you can hear, I still have work to do. So wait here a moment!" he said calmly, but then looked at me skeptically. "No! I'll make sure that you don't interfere with me, again!" he followed ominously, while his hand gently caressed my shoulder and down my arm.I looked suspiciously into his eyes and did not know what he was getting at, but at that very moment it happened ... His hand loosens from my arm in a flash and his fist struck my stomach with tremendous force. An excruciating gasp came from my throat and then I felt Cell let go of me. The wind rushed past me softly as I fell towards the ground. And then I hit. It was a hard impact that cracked my bones. With an effort I opened my eyes and looked up in panic at Dende, who was so close to his death that I could feel his icy cold in my heart. In desperation, I noticed that Cell was about to shoot. The young god looked fearfully, but also with great contempt, at the hand of the villain, in which a yellow ball of energy quickly grew. "Dende!" I whispered, trembling, trying to move ... it didn't work. Cell's punch in my stomach had broken me.I didn't even have the energy to stand up. This predicament was so humiliating ... I could see that Dende was on the verge of final annihilation, but I couldn't do anything about it, let alone help him. This dire situation erased any hope in me and I felt my eyes go wet. The tears ran down my cheeks ... blurred my gaze. "Dende!" it came out of my mouth again in a tear-choked voice, while I could see through the veil of water in front of my eyes that the ball on Cell's palm was getting bigger and bigger ...






Hopefully this part wasn't too disgusting for you ... * g * In the next part it will be even better ... * fiesguck * I ask everyone who can't stand this to turn on again until part 10. (Is the last one by the way ...)