Knelt against the ground, breathing heavily was Cell- or rather his second version. Android 18 lay not too far from him, unconscious but alive in a shocking twist of events. Despite the immense amount of pain, the fact that Gohan could easily wipe the floor with him, Cell was pissed. All this time and effort to attain perfection and for what?! To be beaten by an eleven year old, hapless, half breed. What a joke. In a moment of clarity, he ran. Hiding in the ruins of Ginger Town.