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Super Buu wandered the world, completely unrestrained.
With countless powerful beings absorbed into his body, he believed it wasn't an exaggeration to call himself the strongest in existence!
But even that didn't satisfy him.
Soaring through the skies, he suddenly sensed a sinister energy. Like the auras of Cell and Frieza before, this one was weak, barely worth noticing.
A cloud of smoke drifted aimlessly in the air. Hidden within it was none other than Hirudegarn, who had been blasted away by a punch from Cell. Super Buu, inheriting all the memories of Fat Buu, recognized him instantly.
He knew what this monster could do, but compared to himself now, Hirudegarn was a joke.
"Eh, whatever. I'll just turn him into chocolate."
A beam of light shot from the antenna atop Buu's head, and with a flash, the struggling Hirudegarn was reduced to a piece of chocolate. Buu stretched out his hand, brought the chocolate to his mouth, and bit down.
His eyes lit up.
"Mmm! Not bad! Alright, time to go find more chocolate!"
With that, Super Buu began to scan the Earth for any remaining ki signatures. Deep within his perception, he picked up a few relatively strong auras clustered around West City.
In truth, all the real powerhouses on Earth had already been absorbed by him.
The rest? They were barely even snacks.
Still, the hunt for sweets was on, and in this devastated world, most of the survivors had gathered in the bustling West City.
With that in mind, Super Buu rocketed toward it.
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West City
The Z Fighters had regrouped. Just moments earlier, they had felt Goku and Gohan's energy vanish without a trace. Piccolo's expression was grim. He could already sense Super Buu's energy heading straight for them.
"What do we do, Piccolo?!" Krillin asked, his voice shaking.
Tien, Chiaotzu, Yamcha, Bulma, and Videl all looked tense.
"Where's Vegeta?! Piccolo, wasn't he with you?!" Bulma demanded. "Where is he?!"
At the same time, Videl stepped forward, desperation in her voice.
"Please, what about Gohan?! Where is he?!"
She had just barely sensed Gohan's powerful Ki... and then it vanished. Before Piccolo could answer, Bulla stepped forward. She looked completely different from her usual cheerful self, sleeves rolled up, eyes blazing with determination.
But before she could say a word, Piccolo reached out and pulled her back.
"Don't. You're not ready. Goku and Gohan are already gone. Vegeta's whereabouts are unknown. And it's all because of him."
His words hit like a thunderclap. The entire group fell silent.
Then, woosh!, a flash of golden light burst from Bulla as she transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Then that means I'm the only one left who can fight. I have to take responsibility." Her voice carried a calm yet unwavering resolve. Everyone stared at her, stunned, it wasn't something a child should be able to say.
Bulma opened her mouth, ready to stop her, but then a strange, almost playful voice cut through the tension.
"Oi, oi, oi! Are you guys forgetting someone?"
Everyone turned to look, and five little Cells stood behind them, already in fighting stance.
The one in front grinned.
"Our boss helped us out a ton in the past. Now that his family's in danger, of course, we're gonna step up!"
Bulla blinked in surprise.
She kept staring at the little Cells. She never expected these weird little guys to show up... or offer help.
But Piccolo wasn't impressed.
"Even with Bulla, your strength still isn't enough to take him on."
His words snapped everyone out of it. He wasn't wrong. Bulla was only in the late Super Saiyan stage. The five little Cells? They are at the same level.
"I'm not trying to discourage you," Piccolo continued, "but the situation is dire."
The little Cells deflated a little at that. But Piccolo... saw a glimmer of hope.
"I might have a way to boost your power."
The five little Cells perked up instantly.
"What is it?!" They asked in unison, eyes wide with anticipation.
Piccolo looked them over carefully. They have similar physiques and equal power levels, which makes them perfect candidates for Metamoran Fusion.
"Fusion," Piccolo said.
"Watch closely, this is the technique. You pair up, match your power levels, mirror the movements exactly, and then, boom, you fuse into one."
He raised his arms and began demonstrating the silly Fusion pose.
The little Cells just stared, dumbfounded. Piccolo's exaggerated movements were... way more ridiculous than they'd expected.
One of the little Cells couldn't help but burst into laughter. "What is that move?! Hahaha!"
Piccolo's face darkened.
"This isn't a joke!" he snapped. "The situation is serious! Now stop laughing and follow my lead!"
Boom! Boom! Boom--!
Suddenly, a barrage of magical lasers rained down from the sky like a storm, painting the clouds a blinding shade of pink. High above, Super Buu hovered with a crazed grin, laughing maniacally.
"Everyone, turn into chocolate!! Hahahaha!!"
With a wave of his hand, beams of pink energy swept across the city. In the blink of an eye, countless humans were transformed into sweets, their screams cut short.
Meanwhile, the Z Fighters worked together to maintain a protective energy barrier over the survivors.
"Hurry!!! We can't hold this shield much longer!" Krillin shouted, pressing both hands against the flickering barrier. "Piccolo, teach them, fast!"
Just then, the lead little Cell casually rested his hand on another's shoulder.
"Hey... that uncle just now, he's a Namekian, right?"
"Yeah," The second little Cell nodded. "That Fusion pose he did? Looked super lame."
"What do you guys think?"
The other little Cells exchanged looks, then burst into laughter, clearly in agreement. Piccolo grit his teeth, ready to yell at them again, when he suddenly froze.
A strange, glowing light was blooming around the little Cells. Before he could react, four of them placed their hands on the body of the fifth.
Piccolo's eyes widened.
That gesture... it was familiar.
It was just like when Nail had fused with him back on Namek. And then it hit him, the little Cells didn't just look like Cell; they carried Namekian DNA too.
"No, wait!" Piccolo shouted. "If you fuse like this, your individual consciousness will vanish!"
But the four little Cells only smiled.
"Don't worry, Uncle," They said in unison. "We've already made up our minds."
"If five of us become one, it's still the same body; we can all play together. No need to fight over who gets which toy. And honestly, if we don't do this now, there might not be any toys left to play with. Our boss's family is our family!"
With those words, the four little Cells vanished in shimmering light, merging completely with the fifth. In that moment, a brand new, super-powered little Cell was born!
(End of Chapter)