As I stood once again, I knew couldn't be careless anymore. One mistake and this planet will be my grave. I looked at Z Fighters they too were injured and tired from our previous confrontation and Gohan had it worst. Suddenly I sense someone appearing behind me, my instincts warned me to dodge so I just did that and as I watched back, I saw that Cell stood where I was before and his tail was raised. I cursed myself as I watched that Cell was still the same as before although exhausted, he was not injured due to his healing.
I appear in front of him and strike first intending to end this fight as quickly as possible, my fighting style desperate as I launched wild punches and kicks at Cell, who now due to my exhaustion and injuries could keep up with them.
Cell grinned, sensing the desperation behind each strike as he blocked my attacks."Still keeping that tough exterior, I see," he mocked, his voice dripping with arrogance.
I didn't reply. My fists were a blur of gold and fury, but Cell's movements grew sharper with each passing second. His confidence was returning — and that grin only widened as he began to counter.
A sharp knee to my gut stole the air from my lungs. I staggered, and before I could recover, his elbow slammed across my jaw, sending me crashing through a pile of shattered rock.
"Pathetic," Cell sneered, raising his palm. "You think you can face me when you're already half-dead?"
I rose from the rubble, blood running down my chin. My aura flickered, unstable — but it still burned. "I don't need to be at full strength to destroy you," I growled, vanishing in a flash of lightning.
I appeared before him, our fists clashing midair, shockwaves tearing through the battlefield. Sparks erupted as our auras collided — golden lightning against Cell's green bio-electric flare. Each strike felt heavier than the last, my muscles screaming, bones aching, yet my will refused to break.
Cell smirked, easily deflecting my next punch and grabbing my wrist. "You're fast, Razor… but not fast enough." He twisted, slamming me into the ground with a thunderous crack. Dust and debris shot upward as the earth cratered beneath the impact.
"Razor!" Goku shouted from afar, trying to move forward, knowing the consequence if Razor got absorbed by Cell, but his body faltered. Even he was near his limit.
Cell looked down at me, his crimson eyes glowing with malicious glee. "You could've been something great. But your pride… it's going to get you killed."
His tail extended again, aimed straight at my chest.
I caught it mid-strike.
The shock on his face was priceless. "What—?"
Before he could react, I yanked him forward, driving a fist straight into his gut. The air left his lungs in a violent burst, and I followed up with a spinning kick that sent him flying through the air. Lightning cracked around me as I forced my ki to surge higher, ignoring the pain ripping through my body.
"Don't… Underestimate ME!" I roared, vanishing from sight again.
Cell barely had time to block as I reappeared behind him, slamming him toward the ground. I raised both hands, energy swirling violently between my palms. "Destructo Burst!"
A spiraling beam of crimson and gold energy shot down, engulfing Cell in a blazing explosion that split the ground open for miles. The shockwave rippled across the horizon, forcing the Z-Fighters to shield their faces.
Smoke billowed upward — thick, black, and silent. For a moment, no one spoke. Even the wind stopped.
Then, from the heart of the explosion… laughter echoed.
Cell emerged from the smoke, scorched but smirking. His body regenerated— wounds healing instantly. "You're still making the same mistake, Razor. You can't win against someone who doesn't stay down."
My breathing grew heavier. Every muscle screamed in agony, my aura beginning to flicker again. I knew I didn't have much left — but there was still one thing he didn't understand.
"You think I'm fighting to win…" I said, straightening up, lightning dancing around me once more. "But I'm fighting to push past my limits."
Cell's grin faded slightly as my aura roared back to life, brighter and hotter than before. The sky itself seemed to tremble, clouds spiraling above. My power wasn't rising from confidence — it was born from pure, unrelenting resolve and my pride not accepting any loss.
Every heartbeat echoed like thunder. My vision blurred, but I could feel the power tearing through every cell in my body. I knew what was happening — another surge. My Saiyan blood was responding to the brink of death.
Gohan's eyes widened. "No way… he's still evolving?!"
Goku clenched his fists. "He's pushing himself past his limits again… he's trying to break through!"
Cell hissed, lowering his stance. "Don't think I'll let you finish!" He rushed forward, aura blazing green.
Our fists met once more — the area trembling from the impact. Each strike was a roar of defiance against fate itself.
The battlefield vanished in blinding light.
Cell's grin faltered as my aura exploded again — brighter, wilder, almost unstable. My golden hair flared upward, lightning bursting in every direction as the earth itself cracked beneath me. My body screamed in agony, but my power was surging beyond control.
Cell stepped back, his smirk fading. "What… what is this power?!"
Before he could react, I vanished from sight. My fist slammed into his face, sending him hurtling through the sky like a meteor. I appeared above him in an instant, hammering him with a savage knee to the back before launching him downward with a brutal double-fist strike.
Cell crashed into the ground, a crater exploding beneath him. Dust erupted like a storm, but I was already there, my aura flaring violently. I drove a punch straight into his gut — the impact so powerful it echoed across the battlefield like thunder.
Cell's eyes went wide. His body convulsed, his mouth opening as he let out a choked gasp. Then — to everyone's shock — a surge of blue light burst from his abdomen as he vomited something.
A shape emerged, crashing towards me — Android 18.
Cell staggered back, clutching his stomach, his form flickering, shrinking, collapsing. His voice turned guttural, filled with disbelief and rage. "No… this can't be happening…!"
In moments, his sleek, muscular body warped and twisted until he stood once again as Semi-Perfect Cell — weaker, smaller, and visibly horrified.
I blinked, breathing heavily, staring at the limp form in my arms which I caught by reflex. A woman — blonde hair, torn denim vest, tattered skirt — her eyes closed, body unmoving.
I stood there, staring at her face, momentarily stunned, normally by a punch to gut someone would vomit blood, but he vomited a woman. Cell was trembling, his power rapidly dropping. The fight was mine… but my body—
I was about to strike again, to finish him for good — but my body betrayed me. A sharp pain exploded in my chest, and I coughed violently, blood splattering across my hand and her torn sleeve.
My vision blurred. Every nerve screamed.
No choice. If I stayed, I'd die — whether by Cell, the Z Fighters, or my own failing body.
Still holding 18, I turned and shot toward the sky, forcing every last bit of ki into my flight. The air split around me as I pushed every ounce of remaining strength into flight.
"Razor's running!" Krillin shouted. "After him!" Gohan yelled, his voice weak but determined.
I ignored them. My vision blurred, my breathing ragged. I could see my ship in the distance — battered but intact. The pain was unbearable, but I refused to stop.
Just… a little more…
I crashed through the ship's open hatch, stumbling forward and not even slamming the door shut behind me. The Z-Fighters were already on my tail, streaks of golden light cutting across the sky.
"Set coordinates… farthest sector…" I gasped, slamming my palm onto the control panel. The engines roared to life.
As the ship began to ascend, I turned back toward the window. Goku, Gohan, and Vegeta were closing in fast. I raised a trembling hand, charging one final blast — not to kill, just to buy time.
"Stay… away!" I shouted, unleashing a massive explosion of red energy. The blast tore through the air, forcing them to scatter as the shockwave threw dust and debris high into the sky.
My ship broke through the clouds, engines screaming as it left the atmosphere. The blue of Earth faded to the black of space.
Finally… I exhaled. The pain was unbearable. My vision dimmed as gravity seemed to pull me into darkness. I lowered my gaze to 18, still lying motionless beside me.
I whispered, voice barely audible. "Didn't mean to drag you into this."
I reached for the pouch at my waist, fumbling with trembling fingers. The Senzu Beans — my only hope. But my hands wouldn't stop shaking. The pouch slipped, the beans scattering across the metallic floor.
I tried to reach for them, but my body refused to move. The room spun, my breath shallow.
With no time left, I ripped off my shredded battle armor and stumbled toward the medical pod. The glass chamber hissed open. I climbed in, dragging the oxygen mask over my face as the restorative liquid began to rise.
The last thing I felt was the cool embrace of the fluid surrounding me — before everything went black.
Outside the pod, my ship streaked silently through the void of space, heading toward the unknown edges of the galaxy.
For a while, everything was still.
As her eyelids fluttered open, Android 18 blinked against the dim blue glow of the liquid-filled pod beside her. Her head throbbed, her memories hazy — the last thing she remembered was Cell, his laugh, and then darkness. Now, she found herself on the floor of a metallic chamber, the air humming with a low vibration.
She turned her gaze toward the pod and froze. Inside floated a man — a Saiyan, but not one she recognized. His spiky black hair flowed inside the liquid, his body covered in severe injuries and horrible burns, a breathing mask attached to his face. "Who the hell…?" she muttered under her breath. Glancing toward the window, her eyes widened — stars stretched endlessly in every direction. Space. Her stomach tightened. She had no idea how to pilot a spaceship and pressing random buttons didn't seem like a good idea. With a reluctant sigh, she leaned back against the cold wall, eyes never leaving the unconscious Saiyan. "Guess I'll wait till you wake up… whoever you are."