DB Disruption: What if Goku Black invaded DragonBall GT?

Chapter 10 - The Opening

As Cell ventured deeper into the bowels of Hell, the landscape transformed into a grotesque and nightmarish realm. The air became thick with the stench of sulfur, and the ground beneath Cell's flying form seemed to pulse with malevolence. The further down he descended, the more twisted and macabre the surroundings became, a testament to the horrors that awaited those condemned to this infernal abyss.

The echoes of distant screams and the flickering glow of dimly lit pillars of fire guided Cell through the labyrinthine canyons of Hell. The journey was treacherous, and the android couldn't shake the feeling that unseen eyes were watching his every move. It was as if the very essence of Hell itself sought to impede his progress.

Cell relied on his stealth and cunning to avoid the attention of the guardians that patrolled the lower depths. These impudent ogres were vigilant in their duty to ensure that the damned souls endured their eternal torment undisturbed. Cell knew that any confrontation with these guardians could jeopardize his mission.

As he soared through the shadows, Cell could sense the ominous energy resonating from the various torture machines scattered across the cavernous expanse. Each device seemed more diabolical than the last, designed to inflict unimaginable suffering upon the souls trapped within. Cell's determination to find Hell-Fighter 17 intensified with each passing moment, fueled by the promise of liberation from this hellish imprisonment.

Finally, after navigating the winding passages and avoiding the watchful eyes of the ogre guardians, Cell arrived at the heart of the lower depths. There, amidst a cacophony of agonized wails, he laid eyes upon a vast chamber filled with an array of demonic machinery. It was here that the condemned souls endured their eternal torment, and Cell believed he would find his target.

As Cell scanned the chamber, his keen senses honed in on a familiar energy signature. There, restrained within a particularly nightmarish torture machine, was Hell-Fighter 17. The android's mechanical eyes narrowed with anticipation, recognizing the potential power that lay dormant within his fellow creation.

Without hesitation, Cell approached the imprisoned Hell-Fighter. The mechanical monstrosity was bound by chains of otherworldly strength, his stoic expression betraying no sign of fear or desperation. The android's cold voice cut through the eerie silence of the chamber.

"Hell-Fighter 17," Cell announced, his tone commanding attention. "I have come to offer you a choice—cooperate willingly, and you may find a reprieve from this eternal suffering. Resist, and your fate will be far more agonizing than anything Hell has devised."

Hell-Fighter 17's eyes gleamed with defiance as he met Cell's cold gaze. His mechanical limbs strained against the infernal chains that bound him, and the air crackled with suppressed energy.

"You underestimate the strength of the human spirit, Cell," Hell-Fighter 17 retorted, his voice unwavering. "No torture devised by Hell could break me. I've faced demons more fearsome than you."

Cell chuckled, a sinister sound that reverberated through the cavern. "Human Spirit? What human spirit? You're a pure robot that was created *in hell*. The fact you're here at all is a mistake. Also, what do you know of demons? You haven't seen true terror until you've witnessed the annihilation I can unleash. But I offer you a way out, a chance to escape this wretched place and join me in a new existence."

Hell-Fighter 17's gaze remained unyielding. "And what existence is that? Letting myself be absorbed by you? No, Cell, I would rather face eternal torment than lose my independence."

Cell's expression hardened as he inched closer to Hell-Fighter 17. "You are a fool if you believe your selfish principles will save you here. I have seen the true depths of Hell, and I assure you, there are fates worse than eternal torment."