11-01-2005, 07:11 AM
The halfling princess drove her elbow into the face of yet another of the living dead. A burst of crimson created a horrid design on the grimy, cracked tiled floor, splattering Bra?s arm in the process. Mortified, the cyan haired hybrid swatted the zombie away, snapping it?s neck like a brittle twig. Three more of the undead soldiers advanced, each one lunging forth with bloody, rotting hands. The heiress fought to push through her intense uneasiness, twin kienzan daggers flashing into existence with two thunderous peals. Bra rocketed forth, savagely raking her blades through the festering tissue of the fallen soldiers, searing through flesh as though it was paper. Morbid spurts of blood sprayed in all directions, painting the floor, walls, and even smattering the ceiling.
Trunks continued his own assault on the other side of the writhing mass of fallen souls, ruthlessly slashing his katchin chainsaw through meat and bone, making short work of any of the dead troopers who came close enough to the lavender haired warrior. A zombie groaned loudly as it made it?s approach from behind the prince, stretching it?s single arm out in hopes of grasping Trunks? throat. It appeared as though the dead-eyed vessel of the damned had lost it?s arm before death; probably injured in the field, or even during a training scenario. Just as the creature?s rotting fingertips brushed against it?s target?s shoulder, Trunks whirled around, slashing horizontally through the zombie?s torso, cutting cleanly all the way through, and reducing the fallen soldier to little more than a set of ribs, one arm, and a head.
Suddenly, a raven haired teen crashed into a distracted Cell, and the two engaged in a severely heated argument, most of which Bra was unable to hear as her focus was continually distracted by the encroaching living dead. Her blade sawed through the face of the nearest soldier, slashing through it?s brain and hurling the zombie back into another atrocity upon the living.
In an instant, Cell rocketed toward his opponent, slamming his elbow into the throat of... Cell? The sickeningly chartreuse doppelganger continued his ruthless assault unabated, tackling the original bio-android through a wall and driving punch after punch into his head.
The aristocratic youth allowed her blades to flash out of existence, propelling herself up and over the remaining soldiers stricken with zombism. Bra?s aura vehemently bolstered itself, pearl and azure flames licking at the air all around her deceptively fragile-looking frame. In an instant, she began accelerating at a far greater rate while her pupils and irises dissolved, replaced by eyes of jade. Her hair began to stiffen and separate, rising off her soft shoulders. Her cyan bangs lifted and separated into two arching spikes which delicately framed the girl?s youthful visage.
?Get off him, fucker!? she growled, savoring in the familiar rush of adrenaline which rushed through her veins as if through a freshly broken dam. An open palm firmly met Viral Cell?s chest, catapulting him through plaster and ceramic tiles, and into a separate room. Without missing the opportunity, the demi saiyan lunged after her opponent, flipping forward and driving her heel deep into the off-color Cell?s throat. His eyes bulged out of his sockets while he began to violently cough, orchid blood staining his lips and chin. Bra lifted her foot off the creature?s throat, stepping back. Flashes of gold began to bleed into her aura as her energy continued to spike sharply.
?Now tell me, you ugly fuck. What the hell are you??? in an instant, the ethereal flames surrounding her completely shifted hues to a brilliant yellow, while snaking blue blasts of pure energy crawled around the girl, crackling furiously. Viral Cell tried desperately to quell his painful coughing, holding his throat and shuddering with each cough.
Bra?s aura brightened to the point that it was painful to behold, becoming opaque for but a moment. As it returned to it?s normal, translucent state, the human-saiyan hybrid revealed herself, now complete with locks of gold in place of cyan, her power climbing stalwartly, eclipsing her adversary?s own power completely. The chartreuse imitation of Android 21 pulled himself to his feet, his face complete with a hateful grimace, his scarlet eyes burning with a kind of malice unmatched by anyone the girl had ever faced.
?I am...? the creature paused, as if he couldn?t remember my own name, ?You may call me Viral Cell... or better yet, call me... Death.?
?Like hell, you ugly freak. Who created you!? Where did you come from??? Bra sharply demanded, her teal eyes narrowing. The golden haired child bore her teeth and balled her fists, going to great lengths to make sure that Viral Cell knew it was in his best interest to answer.
?Who created me? I created myself, using tissue left by that idiot who I would have absorbed had you not interfered, you little brat!? he retorted, jabbing at the air towards Bra with his needle-tipped tail.
?You mean... you were formed by Cell?s tissue sample?? the halfling super saiyan?s anger faded away, becoming replaced once more by apprehension, which was becoming far too familiar for the girl?s liking.
A saiyan princess was above foolish emotions like fear. It was meant to be conquered.
?Cell? Is that what you call that pathetic form I emerged from?? the black speckled creature rumbled darkly, with a horrible laughter reeking of depravity, ?Yes. I was formed from... Cell?s tissue sample. You see, the VX he infused into the sample had been altered to react with a substance called ?Blue-23?. The child with the purple hair, he breathed that substance onto the sample, somehow. The Blue-23 reacted with the VX, re-animating the dead cells within that pathetic blob of flesh. Thanks to Cell?s amazing ability to regenerate himself, which I managed to inherit, I was able to expand and forge my body into something identical to his... though unlike him, I?m not bound to life or pain. Not clouded by emotion and thoughts of self-preservation. In effect, I?m the best of life, and the best of death, without any of the poor traits of either. I cannot die, for I am already dead. I cannot age, cannot grow old; fragile. I don?t feel pain, and therefore am not hindered by it, but despite all this, I am still animate. A walking monument to the superiority of unlife!?
?Can?t age? But if you?re dead... won?t you rot away, just like all the other zombies? You got a few years, tops.? Bra inquired, doing her best to avoid letting down her guard to the real-life horror who towered over her.
?Hah! Yes, I?ll begin to rot, just like these shambling bags of decaying flesh, but you forget, I can regenerate my cells, negating any of the less... appealing side-effects of zombism.? he stopped for a moment, bearing a wide, demented smile, ?And that, my dear child, makes me invincible!!?
?We?ll just see about that, you ugly, zombie, piece of walking shit!!? the super saiyan princess retorted, catapulting herself forward. Viral Cell?s reflexes failed him, and he was unable to defend against the savage knee which Bra thrust under the creature?s ribs, quickly following with a brutal right cross to the jaw, sending the sickly green-and-black creature backward a few steps. The halfling propelled herself into a graceful backflip, snapping her right leg up, causing her foot to collide with Cell?s chin, tossing him backwards, straight through an old hospital bed, which shrieked under his impact as metal beams were forcefully separated. Bra landed gently, placing one foot on the floor, which was now covered in dust and debris, and then setting her other foot down.
?A monument to unlife, huh? You can?t even keep up with me!! What?s the matter, huh? Or did you just decide to lay down and die?? the golden haired hybrid spoke with a smirk, folding her arms across her chest and cocking her head to the side, her aura continuing to burn brightly all around her.
?But you?re just a child!!? protested the fallen abomination unto nature as he pulled himself out of the rubble he had created in his fall. He grudgingly wiped the back of his fist across his chin, smearing blood across his face, ?I will not allow myself to be limited like those dead fools!! I won?t be subjugated by a lesser being like you!!?
Viral Cell rocketed forth, pulling his arm back before launching it forward, his fist crashing across the girl?s face, hurling Bra into yet another wall. Cracks spread out from the youth?s point of impact, becoming more prevalent as the illegitimate Cell drove his shoulder into the super saiyan?s chest. The creature wrapped his arm around her throat, applying as much crushing force as he could, while pulling back his free arm. Energy began to form in his palm as the heiress furiously thrashed about, her limbs unable to reach her opponent due to the immense reach in his outstretched arm. Finally, the girl resorted to pounding her fists onto Viral Cell?s arm, but it proved fruitless. His energy continued to substantiate, becoming more and more unstable by the second.
Bra was becoming light-headed. Struggle as she had, she could not break her adversary?s iron grip. Her vision began to tunnel severely, rendering her unable to view anything but those horrible, sadistic eyes. It was as if he enjoyed every moment of this horrid torture he subjected the girl to. Her lips were turning blue now, and her eyelids grew heavy. Her arms even heavier. It was time to go...
NO!
?FINAL FLASH!!!? she screamed despite Viral Cell?s vice-like grip, throwing her hands forth. Energy lanced out from her palms, burning into the VX-infused monster's chest. His grasp failed him, as well as his control of his energy ball, which exploded in his palm, launching Bra and himself in opposite directions. Both warriors landed painfully, skidding into, and through, objects until they came to a halt. Finally, the oxygen-deprived princess gasped for breath, her chest heaving under the new stress. She gulped down the life-giving air, unable even to open her eyes as she did so. Viral Cell would dearly pay for his actions, and Bra was determined to be the one to exact retribution.
OOC: In the hospital, duking it out with Viral Cell. Hopefully didn't step on anybodies toes. Sorry for not including most of you, but I'm mostly unaware as to what most of you guys are doing.
Trunks continued his own assault on the other side of the writhing mass of fallen souls, ruthlessly slashing his katchin chainsaw through meat and bone, making short work of any of the dead troopers who came close enough to the lavender haired warrior. A zombie groaned loudly as it made it?s approach from behind the prince, stretching it?s single arm out in hopes of grasping Trunks? throat. It appeared as though the dead-eyed vessel of the damned had lost it?s arm before death; probably injured in the field, or even during a training scenario. Just as the creature?s rotting fingertips brushed against it?s target?s shoulder, Trunks whirled around, slashing horizontally through the zombie?s torso, cutting cleanly all the way through, and reducing the fallen soldier to little more than a set of ribs, one arm, and a head.
Suddenly, a raven haired teen crashed into a distracted Cell, and the two engaged in a severely heated argument, most of which Bra was unable to hear as her focus was continually distracted by the encroaching living dead. Her blade sawed through the face of the nearest soldier, slashing through it?s brain and hurling the zombie back into another atrocity upon the living.
In an instant, Cell rocketed toward his opponent, slamming his elbow into the throat of... Cell? The sickeningly chartreuse doppelganger continued his ruthless assault unabated, tackling the original bio-android through a wall and driving punch after punch into his head.
The aristocratic youth allowed her blades to flash out of existence, propelling herself up and over the remaining soldiers stricken with zombism. Bra?s aura vehemently bolstered itself, pearl and azure flames licking at the air all around her deceptively fragile-looking frame. In an instant, she began accelerating at a far greater rate while her pupils and irises dissolved, replaced by eyes of jade. Her hair began to stiffen and separate, rising off her soft shoulders. Her cyan bangs lifted and separated into two arching spikes which delicately framed the girl?s youthful visage.
?Get off him, fucker!? she growled, savoring in the familiar rush of adrenaline which rushed through her veins as if through a freshly broken dam. An open palm firmly met Viral Cell?s chest, catapulting him through plaster and ceramic tiles, and into a separate room. Without missing the opportunity, the demi saiyan lunged after her opponent, flipping forward and driving her heel deep into the off-color Cell?s throat. His eyes bulged out of his sockets while he began to violently cough, orchid blood staining his lips and chin. Bra lifted her foot off the creature?s throat, stepping back. Flashes of gold began to bleed into her aura as her energy continued to spike sharply.
?Now tell me, you ugly fuck. What the hell are you??? in an instant, the ethereal flames surrounding her completely shifted hues to a brilliant yellow, while snaking blue blasts of pure energy crawled around the girl, crackling furiously. Viral Cell tried desperately to quell his painful coughing, holding his throat and shuddering with each cough.
Bra?s aura brightened to the point that it was painful to behold, becoming opaque for but a moment. As it returned to it?s normal, translucent state, the human-saiyan hybrid revealed herself, now complete with locks of gold in place of cyan, her power climbing stalwartly, eclipsing her adversary?s own power completely. The chartreuse imitation of Android 21 pulled himself to his feet, his face complete with a hateful grimace, his scarlet eyes burning with a kind of malice unmatched by anyone the girl had ever faced.
?I am...? the creature paused, as if he couldn?t remember my own name, ?You may call me Viral Cell... or better yet, call me... Death.?
?Like hell, you ugly freak. Who created you!? Where did you come from??? Bra sharply demanded, her teal eyes narrowing. The golden haired child bore her teeth and balled her fists, going to great lengths to make sure that Viral Cell knew it was in his best interest to answer.
?Who created me? I created myself, using tissue left by that idiot who I would have absorbed had you not interfered, you little brat!? he retorted, jabbing at the air towards Bra with his needle-tipped tail.
?You mean... you were formed by Cell?s tissue sample?? the halfling super saiyan?s anger faded away, becoming replaced once more by apprehension, which was becoming far too familiar for the girl?s liking.
A saiyan princess was above foolish emotions like fear. It was meant to be conquered.
?Cell? Is that what you call that pathetic form I emerged from?? the black speckled creature rumbled darkly, with a horrible laughter reeking of depravity, ?Yes. I was formed from... Cell?s tissue sample. You see, the VX he infused into the sample had been altered to react with a substance called ?Blue-23?. The child with the purple hair, he breathed that substance onto the sample, somehow. The Blue-23 reacted with the VX, re-animating the dead cells within that pathetic blob of flesh. Thanks to Cell?s amazing ability to regenerate himself, which I managed to inherit, I was able to expand and forge my body into something identical to his... though unlike him, I?m not bound to life or pain. Not clouded by emotion and thoughts of self-preservation. In effect, I?m the best of life, and the best of death, without any of the poor traits of either. I cannot die, for I am already dead. I cannot age, cannot grow old; fragile. I don?t feel pain, and therefore am not hindered by it, but despite all this, I am still animate. A walking monument to the superiority of unlife!?
?Can?t age? But if you?re dead... won?t you rot away, just like all the other zombies? You got a few years, tops.? Bra inquired, doing her best to avoid letting down her guard to the real-life horror who towered over her.
?Hah! Yes, I?ll begin to rot, just like these shambling bags of decaying flesh, but you forget, I can regenerate my cells, negating any of the less... appealing side-effects of zombism.? he stopped for a moment, bearing a wide, demented smile, ?And that, my dear child, makes me invincible!!?
?We?ll just see about that, you ugly, zombie, piece of walking shit!!? the super saiyan princess retorted, catapulting herself forward. Viral Cell?s reflexes failed him, and he was unable to defend against the savage knee which Bra thrust under the creature?s ribs, quickly following with a brutal right cross to the jaw, sending the sickly green-and-black creature backward a few steps. The halfling propelled herself into a graceful backflip, snapping her right leg up, causing her foot to collide with Cell?s chin, tossing him backwards, straight through an old hospital bed, which shrieked under his impact as metal beams were forcefully separated. Bra landed gently, placing one foot on the floor, which was now covered in dust and debris, and then setting her other foot down.
?A monument to unlife, huh? You can?t even keep up with me!! What?s the matter, huh? Or did you just decide to lay down and die?? the golden haired hybrid spoke with a smirk, folding her arms across her chest and cocking her head to the side, her aura continuing to burn brightly all around her.
?But you?re just a child!!? protested the fallen abomination unto nature as he pulled himself out of the rubble he had created in his fall. He grudgingly wiped the back of his fist across his chin, smearing blood across his face, ?I will not allow myself to be limited like those dead fools!! I won?t be subjugated by a lesser being like you!!?
Viral Cell rocketed forth, pulling his arm back before launching it forward, his fist crashing across the girl?s face, hurling Bra into yet another wall. Cracks spread out from the youth?s point of impact, becoming more prevalent as the illegitimate Cell drove his shoulder into the super saiyan?s chest. The creature wrapped his arm around her throat, applying as much crushing force as he could, while pulling back his free arm. Energy began to form in his palm as the heiress furiously thrashed about, her limbs unable to reach her opponent due to the immense reach in his outstretched arm. Finally, the girl resorted to pounding her fists onto Viral Cell?s arm, but it proved fruitless. His energy continued to substantiate, becoming more and more unstable by the second.
Bra was becoming light-headed. Struggle as she had, she could not break her adversary?s iron grip. Her vision began to tunnel severely, rendering her unable to view anything but those horrible, sadistic eyes. It was as if he enjoyed every moment of this horrid torture he subjected the girl to. Her lips were turning blue now, and her eyelids grew heavy. Her arms even heavier. It was time to go...
NO!
?FINAL FLASH!!!? she screamed despite Viral Cell?s vice-like grip, throwing her hands forth. Energy lanced out from her palms, burning into the VX-infused monster's chest. His grasp failed him, as well as his control of his energy ball, which exploded in his palm, launching Bra and himself in opposite directions. Both warriors landed painfully, skidding into, and through, objects until they came to a halt. Finally, the oxygen-deprived princess gasped for breath, her chest heaving under the new stress. She gulped down the life-giving air, unable even to open her eyes as she did so. Viral Cell would dearly pay for his actions, and Bra was determined to be the one to exact retribution.
OOC: In the hospital, duking it out with Viral Cell. Hopefully didn't step on anybodies toes. Sorry for not including most of you, but I'm mostly unaware as to what most of you guys are doing.
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