Take Over

POV-Piccolo

My eyes stayed locked on Jamall, watching every tremor in his body as he fought an invisible tormentor. The ground beneath us rumbled with each convulsion, cracks spidering outward as though even the Earth felt Jamall's anguish.

"What's happening to him?" Goku's voice sounded in my ear as he reappeared beside me, worry etched onto his face.

I shift my gaze to him. "I don't know, Goku. I sensed another presence—a new Ki, one that shouldn't exist." I paused, my face hardening. "It's like something inside him is… waking up."

The atmosphere darkened as Jamall's screams turned into guttural, almost inhuman growls. His figure began to pulse with a sickly green glow, and his aura flickered wildly, crackling with malignant energy. For the first time, even Goku looked unsettled.

*Imagine if we did all this and he just turns evil forever*

*Not ri-*

"Piccolo!" a panicked Krillin shouted from the wreckage of Kame House, leaning heavily on his injured leg as he approached. "What's happening to Jamall? I thought he was on our side now!"

*No that wouldn't be far from the truth I mean

let's really think about this when he came to us he openly told us that he was absorbing criminals to become stronger,roshi sensed evil Ki inside of him*

* What are you saying*

*What I'm saying is that it wouldn't be too far off to think that the evil Ki got absorbed by something inside of him and is now waking up from from the abundance of energy from his newly acquired Perfection form*

My own thought in that moment was what could be that str- no who could be that evil

"I don't think Jamall knows what's happening to himself right now," Goku replied grimly.

Android 16 staggered back to his feet, his gaze laser-focused on Jamall, his normally calm expression now twisted with confusion and concern. "This is… unnatural. I detect a separate consciousness within him."

Jamall's body arched backward as he let out a tortured scream, his voice unnaturally layered as though multiple voices were crying out at once. His eyes flashed red, and for a fleeting moment, the malice i sensed flared within his gaze, raw and unfiltered, before Jamall's head snapped forward, breathing heavily.

"Stay back," Jamall snarled, as if directing the words more to himself than to us. "We… am… in control."

But the new presence refused to be stifled. Jamall's body began to shift, his features twisting into something even more monstrous, his green skin darkening to an almost black hue as jagged purple lines traced along his arms and face, like cracks in a stained-glass window. The air around him grew cold, heavy with a foreboding aura that i recognized all too well—an aura fueled by hatred, by an endless hunger for destruction.

This wasn't merely Jamall anymore. This was something darker—something unexplainable .

"We are… beyond perfection," Jamall hissed, his voice reverberating with a sinister echo. His gaze, now sharp with an almost feverish intensity, locked onto Android 16. "You're next."

In a blur, Jamall surged forward, his movements faster than before, powered by a viciousness that bordered on savagery. I barely had time to react, throwing myself between Jamall and 16, deflecting the attack with a forceful strike that sent shockwaves across the battlefield.

"You want a fight?" My voice low to steadied myself. "Then you'll have to go through me."

Goku stepped up beside me, his expression fierce. "I don't know what's happening to Jamall, but we can't let him stay like this."

"Agreed,Whatever that thing is… it's no ally of ours not anymore."

But Jamall just grinned, the twisted, shadowed energy pouring off him in waves as he stalked forward. "So quick to stand in my way. So desperate to protect the helpless." His voice grew venomous, mocking. "It's pathetic."

With that, he lunged again, a mere blur in the air as he aimed a barrage of punches and kicks at Goku and me, each strike more savage than the last. I blocked and countered, but the malevolent energy that now fueled Jamall gave him a ferocity that we've never seen before. Even Goku, with his sharp reflexes and speed, struggled to keep pace.

Then, suddenly, Jamall stopped, standing stock-still as though something had seized his mind mid-attack. His gaze grew distant, and a strange smile crept across his lips.

"What's the matter, Jamall?" Piccolo demanded. "You having trouble controlling that new power?"

Jamall's gaze sharpened, the cruel smile widening. "You misunderstand, Namekian. I am in complete control. More than ever before. This power, this darkness, is simply all ours ."

"Piccolo!" Goku Yelled . "If we don't do something fast, he'll destroy everything!"

I nodded, my eyes sharpening. "Goku, we're going to have to hit him with everything we've got."

Without another word, the two of us moved in unison, powering up a combined energy blazing like a supernova. Jamall's dark grin widened, and he spread his arms in mock invitation.

"Yes," he sneered, his voice dripping with condescension. "Show us what you're truly capable of, if you dare."

I exchanged a glance with Goku, both of us steeling ourselves. We had no idea what had possessed Jamall or where this darkness came from, but one thing was clear: Jamall was more dangerous now than he had ever been.

And if we didn't stop him, this twisted force from withinwould consume us all.

Pov-Jamall

My body convulsed as a surge of cold energy surged up from the core of my being. My vision blurred, pulsing in time with the pounding pressure in my head. Every nerve burned, and i couldn't tell if the pain was real or just some nightmare invading my mind. I staggered, disoriented, struggling to hold myself up.

What… what is this? I tried to push the foreign energy down, to keep it at bay, but it was like trying to contain a flood with my bare hands. Each attempt to crush the new force only seemed to fuel it. It pushed back, hammering at the walls of my mind, making my bones ache and blood boil.

Then, a voice, low and venomous, echoed in his mind.

Let go Jamall, it whispered, slithering through my thoughts like poison.

Who… are you? I managed to reply, though my own voice felt like a distant whisper. I could feel this entity clawing at me from within. It felt unusually familiar cruel, and above all, insatiable.

Your own arrogance blinds you, it taunted, its voice laced with amusement. You consumed the cells of so many

criminals

cyborgs

....ME

A horrifying realization dawned on Jamall as memories flashed across his mind—fragments of the original cell cell and the cell he absorbed,both of them combining into one with an adulterated rage that I had stolen their perfection living quiet in my mind affecting my thoughts slowly while thriving and growing off the evil Kai I absorbed from the criminals 17 and 18 until finally they found the perfect time to attack.

The voice laughed, deep and malicious. You may call us

ULTIMATE CELL

My instincts screamed at me to fight back, to purge them from my mind. But every time i tried to assert control, i felt my body stiffen, vision darken, as though my limbs were betraying.

You're in my body! I snarled , but they only laughed, their voice thick with disdain.

Your body, your- YOUR BODY you mean the body that you took over you mean the body that you stole from US!!

The voice yelled with anger, filling me with more visions of,how before even being born I'm being devoured by someone else completely assimilated memory,cells,ki everything I once was,once had gone before I could achieve perfection and another one where I get pushed to the back of my own body watching from the sidelines as this impersonator takes over my body controlling my destiny achieving my perfection.

No! I fought against the impulses flooding mind. I recoiled from the darkness pressing in on me, desperately clawing to regain control. But it was like grappling with smoke—it slipping through my fingers, reforming stronger each time i tried to dispel it.

With sudden clarity, i realized that i was losing the fight. My body was no longer entirely mine. I felt my lips curl into a twisted smile, hands clenching in anticipation, but it wasn't me doing it. I was now a prisoner within this body, the they savored every ounce of frustration.

From the outside, Goku, Piccolo, and the others only saw my wild gaze shift,face warping into something that looked almost feral.

"We… are… in control," Ultimate Cell hissed, though part of him doubted his own words. They sensed Piccolo and Goku's resolve harden, saw them preparing for an attack, but even as fear flickered through them, they simply sneered.

You're weak, Jamall. These emotions make you weak you know what that does it makes us weak, they chided, sounding both angered and disgusted.

No, i could i have plan for this predicted against this I thought while struggling against the invading consciousness, though my own power now feeling more distant next to the dark inferno roaring within this body.

We don't need you.

With a final surge of energy, they took over completely, snapping there head forward to face these foes with a newfound power. I felt myself pushed deeper into the shadows of this body of my mind, watching helplessly as Ultimate Cell raised their arms and invited Piccolo and Goku forward.

"Yes," they sneered,their voice dripping with venom that I didn't even recognize , "Show me what you're truly capable of, if you dare."

A shiver of fear went through me, the last fragment of my true self clinging desperately as the darkness fully enveloped me.

Now it's your turn to watch from the sidelines, they voice stated, a final taunt before they consumed me entirely.