AN: I rewrote chapter one in hopes to change the story.
EDIT: I edited the grammar of this chapter. Yeah, I feel pretty daft about it being as bad as it was. However, i do know that it won't be perfect.
Son Gohan stood atop of his house as he watched his little Brother, Son Goten, and the son of Bulma and Vegeta, Trunks Briefs, roll around wrestling in the grass. He was wearing his fathers old Gi with no symbols.
He smiled as Goten miraculously managed to get the upper-hand on Trunks. Both boys were wearing gray shorts with blue shirts.
While those two tussled, Chi-Chi was hard at work cooking dinner for the three half-Saiyan children. She enjoyed the peacefulness that the world was now in.
She sighed as she paused in her cooking to reminisce all the wonderful times she had when her deceased husband was alive.
Just then, the boisterous, joyful laughter of her father, the Ox King resounded throughout the area as he came into view down the dirt path that led to their little home in four-thirty-nine East Mountain District.
He was driving in his red convertible with the top down of course with a wide goofy smile plastered on his face.
Gohan was filled with warmth at the sight of his grandfather as he smiled brightly. The Ox King was just about the friendliest, jolly man alive and always visited his family regularly.
Gohan turned his head to the west as he heard the sound of a JetCopter fast approaching filled his ears as a gust of wind generated under the strong force created by the aircraft.
Gohan smiled brighter as he felt the energies of Tien, Krillin, Marron Chautzu, Yamcha, Master Roshi, Puar, Oolong, and Turtle inside.
He turned his his head in the opposite direction he sensed both Vegeta and Bulma fast arriving.
What was it that brung all the Z-Fighters together like this? Gohan's birthday! That's right, the boy who defeated Cell was now fourteen years old. Well… not yet. He still had two more hours to wait until he was fourteen.
It was the first time since the Cell Games that Gohan celebrated on the day of his birth. Which was in the same month his father died.
He jumped from his position on the top of his house to welcome the arrival of his friends.
He jogged over to the JetCopter that had been used for the arrival of the humans and greeted them." Hi guys," he cheered.
Krillin was wearing an orange button-up shirt with pink flamingos on it with a lighter shade orange jean shorts with beach sandals. His wife, 18, wore her simple jeans and blouse with dull shoes. Their daughter, Marron, was covered in a blanket so not much of her was showing.
Roshi wore a green business suite with a darker green tie and alligator shoes. His usual shades were also on his face. Yamcha wore an expensive fur coat that covered whatever he had under it. He also was wearing shades. Tien and Chautzu wore their normal Crane School uniforms.
Oolong wore jeans and a plane white shirt while Puar and Turtle wore no clothes.
"Happy birthday, Gohan!" They all greeted together with grins as they exited with gifts.
"Thanks," Gohan told them as Vegeta and Bulma exited their JetCopter.
The heiress to the Multi-Billion dollar corporation was wearing a stylish red dress with red pump heel. A red purse loosely hung from her arm as she and Vegeta exited the jet. The Prince himself was wearing his normal armor like he was ready for battle.
"Mom, Dad!" Trunks cheered as he ran over to his parents. Ceasing his wrestling match with Goten. The latter also followed.
"Hi, dear." Bulma knelt down to eye level with her son as she ruffled his hair with affection.
"Hi, miss Bulma," Goten happily greeted Bulma. He was slightly afraid of the mighty Prince so he never greeted him. That, plus the fact that Vegeta never responded.
'Gosh, he look so much like Goku more and more every time I see him,' Bulma thought as she ruffled his hair too.
"Hi, Bulma," Gohan greeted." Vegeta," he acknowledged the Saiyan Prince.
"Gn," Vegeta grunted in response. "It's time for you to learn about Saiyan mating," he said with a frown. Curse his luck for accidentally mentioning it to Bulma.
Gohan chuckled nervously as the guys started laughing at him.
Just then, Chi Chi announced that the food would be ready soon and Vegeta took Gohan to the side so they could speak in private while the others mingled together.
The talk was short and got down to business. Vegeta didn't even ask whether or not the half-Saiyan understood what he was talking about.
"Uh, thanks… I guess," Gohan mumbled under his breath as they returned to the others. Just in time to see Chi Chi bring the last tray of food onto the picnic table outside the house.
The Saiyan's stomach's all growled in anticipation while everyone else laughed, baby Marron stuffed her face into the crook of her mom's neck in an attempt to shield herself from the monster noise, eliciting another round of laughter from the guys.
"Alright, allow me to go freshen up while you all wait here," Chichi said.
Vegeta was about to sit and start eating but one glare from Bulma stopped him." Hurry it up, woman," He called after Chi Chi.
Chi Chi ignored the rude statement as she ran to her house. She bathed, changed clothes, styled her hair differently, and exited the house twenty minutes later.
"Alright, let's all dig in." She announced as she took her spot at the table between her father and oldest son.
The Saiyans ate at an alarming rate. Well, if you've never seen them eat it would be considered alarming. But everyone present are at a normal human level. Even #18 who didn't need to eat.
During this extravagant meal that was fit for ten kings, a tall green warrior and a chubby Samurai came down from the their respective places above the earth to attend the party.
"Hi, Mr. Poccolo!" All three Demi-Saiyan children greeted at once. The Namekian Warrior stood tall with his cape blowing from the soft breeze. His demeanor brought a certain level of seriousness to each gathering.
Piccolo nodded with a small smile. It was amazing how a former Demon King could change so drastically as to be friendly to children. Even more amazing is the fact that two of them are the children of his once most hated enemy.
"Yeah, I'm here too," Yajirobe announced as he sat next to Vegeta and began eating from a plate that was there.
Vegeta scoffed at the fat man and decided to test his merit and reached over and took a large chicken from his plate.
"Yeah, it's totally cool with me. You can have it." Yajirobe stuttered with a lopsided smile as Vegeta smirked.
"This is for cutting off my tail." Vegeta told him as he took his entire plate. Causing everyone to sweat-drop. The incident with tail happened nine years ago. Man, Vegeta sure can hold a grudge. He probably would've killed the man if it wasn't for the rest of the Z-Fighters being there. He didn't not kill Yajirobe in fear of them, he just didn't need them pestering him. Even if he did surpass Gohan and become the strongest in the universe. He also wanted to become a different man for the sake of his family.
"Ah man," Krillin started laughing. "You guys should've seen Yajirobe that day. He was like, 'please, sir, I really admire you and would like to join you if it's not too late," he told them with a voice impression of the now irritated man.
Everyone began laughing like mad men. Even Chi Chi had to stifle the urge to laugh, even if it was the second time she had heard the joke.
"Whatever," Yajirobe said indifferently. "Korin sent me to give you these," he tossed a golden bag to Gohan." Senzu beans. There's like a hundred in there. I don't know why the bag is gold so don't ask," Yajirobe said as he turned to his vehicle." Anyways, Bean Daddy out," He announced as he jumped clumsily into his car and took off.
"Bean daddy?" Bulma questioned.
"I think I heard him say that when Cooler attacked earth," Gohan said.
"That's an odd man," Chi Chi said as they got back to eating.
"Here, kid," Piccolo handed an slim cylinder shaped object covered by a silver cloth.
Gohan went to remove it but was stopped by Chi Chi. She reminded him that he had to wait until after they finished eating to open any gifts.
Which came much quicker than anyone expected. Finally, it was time for Gohan to open his presents.
"Here, open this one." Chi. Chi handed him a rectangular shaped gift that was in a black box.
"It's from Chautzu and Tien," he smiled as he opened the box.
Tien stepped forward at the sight of his and Chautzu's gift. "We know you don't train as you use to, so we wanted you to have this if you ever wanted to get back in tip top shape. It's every single technique Chautzu and myself have mastered over time in detailed notes," he told Gohan.
"It covers all forms of Telekenesis and even Psychokinesis too. If your ever studying and want to practice," Chautzu added.
"Thanks guys," he thanked them genuinely happy.
"You're welcome," Tien told him.
Chi Chi handed him another gift, encouraging him to keep going.
"This one's from Yamcha," he announced. It was small and rectangular in shape wrapped in gift-wrap. He opened it; it was an autographed rookie year card from his days as a professional Baseball player." Thanks, Yamcha," he thanked the former scar-faced bandit, albeit a bit forced.
"No problem, kid," Yamcha grinned as he sat back in his chair and closed his eyes, imagining a crowd of girls all around him, completely unaware of the disapproving stares from the other guests.
"Here you go," Chi Chi handed him another gift that was circular in shape.
"This one's from Krillin and eighteen," he said as he opened it. It was a birthday card.
'Happy Birthday!
Gohan, no words can express how grateful we are to you. As a happily married man, I got to tell you that I'd be lonely and unhappy if it wasn't for you saving eighteen at the Cell Games. Thank you.
Your bro, Krillin.'
"Awe, thanks Krillin," he told the monk.
"Here's the gift from Piccolo," Chi Chi announced as she handed it to Gohan.
Gohan opened it to discover the Power Pole in it's sheath with string used to keep it strapped to the wielders back.
"It's the Power Pole," he whispered in awe as he held the magical pole in his hands. "Thank you, Mr. Piccolo," he thanked his mentor and first friend.
"Don't sweat it, Kid. Just be sure to take great care of that," the Warrior-type Namek told his former pupil.
Gohan nodded as he took another gift from his mom. "his one is from Master Roshi," he said.
The gift was thin and rectangular in shape." That better not be one of your magazines you dirty old man," Bulma told the Turtle Hermit.
"Can't you give an old man some credit?" Roshi questioned her as he pinched eighteen's bottom.
Eighteen's cheeks turned red from embarrassment as she slapped the lecherous old man into a nearby tree, leaving a perfect indent of him when he fell to the ground.
Gohan began opening it. To his surprise, it was a Turtle School Gi. It was only missing the shoes.
"I didn't know your shoe size." Roshi mumbled from his location on the floor.
"That's ok. Thanks Master Roshi." He said.
"Now, last but not least, the gift from Bulma and family," Chi Chi announced as she handed Gohan a capsule.
Gohan clicked the top and tossed it on the floor a good distance away.
POOF
When the cloud of smoke dissipated, a brand new, sports car was in its place.
"It's the Z-F-O 9001. I designed this one myself," Bulma informed them proudly.
Chi Chi gaped at the sight of such an expensive looking vehicle. It had to be worth a fortune. A fortune that she couldn't possibly repay. "Bulma, we can't af-"
"Nonsense," Bulma interrupted her. "Goku saved my life countless times when we were kids. Gohan saved me on Namek and all of us from Bojack and Cell," She told her.
"Not to mention that he defeated Garlic Junior twice," Piccolo added, being witness to both times.
"Well, I guess we can accept this then," Chi Chi conceded.
"But I can't even drive, Bulma," Gohan told the aquamarine-haired scientist.
"You'll learn when you start working at Capsule Corp!" Bulma said with a smirk.
Gohan looked to his mom for confirmation on this. He's been wanting to work at Capsule Corp for some time now to get more hands on experience in science.
Chi Chi nodded in agreement with a smile, causing Gohan to cheer.
"Woohoo!" Gohan pumped his fist.
Vegeta shot a pointed look to Bulma. "Well?" He questioned. He was ready to leave and she was forgetting something.
"Oh!" She exclaimed. Drawing all eyes to her." I almost forgot, Gohan, here you go," she said, pulling an extra capsule from her purse." It's an empty capsule to hold all your gifts," she told him.
"Thanks," he accepted it as he put all his gifts together in a pile. He clicked the capsule and threw it at the pile, which he noticed was larger from books the Ox King placed there. A poof of smoke later, he picked the capsule up and put it in his sash. He walked over to his new car and capsulized it, before he then put that inside his sash too.
He turned back in time to see everyone gather at the table and sit at it. His Birthday hour was close.
He walked over with a big grin and saw that the cake was on the table. Now it was time to sing the birthday song for him.
However, this happy occasion took a turn for the worst when a red fire suddenly appeared directly in front of Gohan.
The fire broke into four pieces. One larger flame that began to take shape and three more that began to circle his head.
The fire took the shape of a disk. In the center, another flame sparked and became blue. It started to shape into words for all to see. 'The Boy of the Sapphire Flame' was the lettering.
The three smaller flames that were circling his head, linked and went down the length of his body and burned into the grass a message as the flames disappeared.
"What's going on?" Vegeta demanded as he got into a defensive stance in front of Bulma.
Everyone was severely confused on what was happening. There was no energy of an evil being or any being for that matter. But they could still sense Gohan.
The Half-Saiyan was seemingly in a trance as he stared blankly at the disk of fire in front of him. He could hear the calls and shouts of his friends and family as the disk turned into a ring of blue fire and flew above his head.
King Kai, the watcher of the North Quadrant of the universe was currently doing his job as his greatest pupil, Son Goku furiously trained in his Ascended Super Saiyan transformation.
The short rotund deity of the north noticed some peculiar happening on earth." Goku, come quick. Something is happening on earth," he called over his shoulder.
Goku quickly ceased his training and rushed over to his teacher." What's happening King Kai?" He asked.
"Something's happening to Gohan," the Kai answered worriedly." Place your hand in my shoulder to see," he ordered in the same worried tone.
Goku reverted back to his base form and quickly grabbed hold of the deity to witnessed the chain of events that had transpired and was at a loss of words.
"What's happening to Gohan?" He questioned.
"I don't know Goku," King Kai answered.
The next thing to happen put everyone in even more shocked states. Gohan began to rapidly lose power.
"It's taking his power!" Vegeta exclaimed as he shot a weak Ki blast at the fire.
It was bounced back by some invisible shield and he smacked it away into the distance.
Too bad no one thought of an aerial rescue. But wait, one did. The Nimbus cloud swooped in from the sky and entered the confines of flames and tried to get under Gohan to lift him up and out to safety.
Piccolo lunged forward in attempt to rescue his first friend and the magical cloud because it's attempt to rescue the boy was seemingly futile.
But just then, the ring above Gohan sealed into a disk. Trapping both Gohan and Nimbus before it dropped to the ground, trapping Gohan inside a cylinder of flames.
"Get out of there, Gohan!" A voice shouted from the sky.
Everyone looked up in search for Goku but they couldn't see him. He must've been watching this play out from otherworld.
"Gohan, move!" Goku shouted again.
The boy couldn't even move with his power being sapped. At the rate it was falling, he'd be dead in no time.
However, it stopped falling at just above Chi Chi's in power and stabilized there. He was now weak.
"You've got to get out of there!" Goku shouted again.
However, just as everyone was about to try and help, the flame engulfed Gohan entirely.
"Agh!" Gohan screamed in pain as the blue flames danced on his flesh.
In otherworld, Goku made a critical decision and placed two fingers to his forehead.
"Goku, you can't," King Kai tried to warn him.
Goku didn't listen as he used Instant Transmission to get to earth.
He arrived just feet from Gohan and dived at his son. But as soon as he left the ground, the flame suddenly disappeared with Gohan!
Everyone gasped at the sight of Goku. They didn't expect the earth raised Saiyan to appear. But as fast as he did arrived, he was gone, leaving them just as confused as before.
"Was that Kakarot?" Vegeta questioned.
"Yeah, that was Goku." Yamcha answered.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BABY!?" Chi Chi shrieked before she fainted, hitting the ground with a thud. Apparently, seeing her son disappear and her dead husband appear was enough to make her pass out.
The Z-Fighters all made their way to the spot Gohan had just been standing.
Burned into the ground, was a message:
"He was chosen," Krillin read it aloud.
"Chosen?" Roshi repeated.
"Chosen for what?" Piccolo snarled, angry at the loss of his pupil.
"What happened to Gohan?" Goten questioned with years already streaming down his face.
"Where'd he go, mom?" Trunks asked, tugging on Bulma's arm.
"Why don't we just use the Dragonballs?" Bulma ignored her son's question to ask her own.
Everyone seemed to become calm again. The Dragonballs had to be the solution.
Ten minutes later, the entire group was on the lookout facing the Eternal Dragon, Shenron. There was no need to recite everything that happened to Dende.
The wish for Gohan to come back to life had already been asked for and the mortals were waiting for a response from Shenron.
"Your wish can not be granted," the Dragon answered in its booming voice.
"What?!" They all questioned together. Chi Chi fainted again.
"Mighty Shenron, why can you not bring him back to life?" Dende politely asked.
"Because the one called Gohan does not exist." Shenron boomed.
"WHAT!?" They all gasped.
"That is preposterous!" Vegeta bellowed." Today is his birthday!" He shouted.
Shenron was contemplating this for several minutes; in fact, nearly ten minutes passed before the wish granting dragon responded:" The one called Gohan did exist but does not anymore."
"How is that possible?" Bulma questioned. Her scientific mind searching for an explanation.
"You ask a lot of questions. Do you have a wish or not?" Shenron questioned.
"We wish to know what happened to him!" Krillin shouted.
Shenron eyes narrowed, causing the ex monk to shrink back a little. "That wish cannot be granted," the dragon replied. "It is beyond the knowledge of I, the Eternal Dragon," Shenron told them.
The heroes all looked to each other in hope that one of them had an idea. They all had saddened faces as they either looked away or held their heads down in shame.
"Then… you can return to your slumber." Dende told the dragon.
"Farewell," Shenron said as he returned to his home in the balls.
"Gosh, what are we gonna do you guys?" Krillin sighed in defeat.
Piccolo flew off angrily. The loss of his only pupil was getting to him and he needed to go release this anger somewhere before he killed someone.
Vegeta took Bulma into his arms and ordered Trunks to follow. The lavender-haired half-Saiyan bid farewell to Goten once more before leaving.
Tien and Chautzu both left, followed by Yamcha, and Krillin; the ex-monk needed to shed some tears in private and his wife knew this.
Master Roshi, Eighteen, Marron Puar, Oolong, and Turtle boarded the JetCopter that belonged to the old hermit before flying off.
The Ox King was left with his second grandson and his unconscious daughter on the Lookout with Popo and Dende trying to help get her awake. The big man couldn't help but cry like Goten. Even Dende shed tears.
In otherworld, King Kai and Goku were rushing to tell the bad news to the Grand Kai.
Goku rushed into the older Kai's chambers without warning, startling the man before running up to him.
"Goku, show some respect!" King Kai barked as he entered, bowing.
"What's wrong Goku?" The Grand Kai questioned.
"It's my son. He disappeared from the universe. He doesn't exist anymore," Goku answered hurriedly.
"What's that?" Grand Kai questioned." North Kai, is this true?" He asked the little, blue Kai.
"Yes, I'm afraid so. The warriors of earth even summoned the Eternal Dragon, Shenron, to wish him back. The Dragon couldn't even help," King Kai answered.
'Hmm. I'm gonna have to report this to Supreme Kai,' Grand Kai thought as he stroked his beard.
"Grand Kai, is there anything you can do to get my son back?" Goku questioned.
"I'll look into it, Goku. I'll see what can be done. However, I can't make any promises," the Grand Kai spoke with a strong tone that signified the end of the conversation.
'Where there's a will, there's a way.' Goku thought as he turned and left the room in a hurry. He needed a quick fight to calm himself. Had anyone seen Pikkon around?
The Grand Kai left his planet in a hurry and went to the one being he knew of that was above his head; the Supreme Kai. He quickly informed the superior deity of the situation.
And though the loss of a being from the universe was of great importance and probably of equal importance to finding Majin Buu, he was certain that Babidi had found the pink monster, meaning that the Buu situation outweighed the loss of a person from the universe.
The grotesque wizard was currently on his way to a small blue planet called earth, which was coincidently the same planet the disappearance occurred.
The short, slim blue Kai promised to look into it further at a later time but not now. His upmost importance was keeping the universe safe from Majin Buu.
He also may have had to report this to his higher up. He didn't know how or where to find Lord Whis so he'd have to be patient. Whoever this missing person is, surely they could wait.
Sokka, the best warrior in the entire Southern Water Tribe; the only warrior in his tribe, had nothing to do right now so he did what he normally did when he had nothing to do… throw his boomerang.
Leaving his igloo, he walked past several people until he was in a less crowded area of the tribe. He reached back and pulled out his weapon of choice. He got into position to throw it, pretending that he was aiming for a Fire-Nation soldier as he threw it.
Sokka watched as the boomerang flew through the air but was surprised when a flaming blue disk opened in the sky. He gaped at it and started to mumble incoherent non-sense, drawing the attention of everyone in the village.
Katara ran over to her brother and asked," Sokka, what's wrong?"
Getting no response from him, she followed his line of sight to the flaming blue disk thing. She too gaped at the sight. It wasn't every day that something this bewildering happened.
Soon, the entire village was under a trance like state while gazing up at the flame.
The inside of the disk portal was extremely hot and the flames were burning Gohan's skin. The burns wouldn't hurt under any normal circumstances but this was far from normal.
There wasn't much air inside and Gohan was suffocating from the lack of oxygen. He tried to concentrate his energy but it wasn't bending to his will.
Behind him, the magical Nimbus cloud was trying to to catch up to him. It could endure the heat for now and only wanted to save the life of Gohan.
He soon loss consciousness and began tumbling like a fool on a hill. Fortunately for him, an exit was close.
His body was about to exit the portal when a object flew into the portal and hit him in the head, causing him to start flipping in the opposite direction. It slowed him a little but not enough for him to be caught by Nimbus as they continued towards the exit.
He and the object fell out of the portal at amazing speeds. He crashed right into the edge of the tribe. It created a huge crater that rocked the entire area.
The Nimbus cloud floated in the air next to his body to wait for him to wake up. The cloud wasn't aware of the people approaching.
Every villager warily made their way over to the crater. No one saw him fall. The speed was too great. But they did hear and feel the impact.
They saw a half-naked boy with unruly Black-hair and tattered clothing that was hung off his body but still managed to cover up all the right parts. He had scorch marks, burns, cuts, gashes, and scrapes all over the visible parts of his body with the boomerang impaling his left shoulder. But the thing that stuck out the most was the yellow puffy cloud next to him.
The villagers began to ask questions about the strange cloud and boy. Most of the common one's were:
"Who is that?"
"What is that?"
"You think this is possibly a ploy by the Fire Nation?"
They all began to feel scared, anxious, and panicked. They were afraid of the person before them. If this person was Fire Nation, and he had Fire Bending, they were doomed. There were no Water. Benders, Known, in the Southern Water Tribe.
"Everyone, be calm." Kanna, village elder, Grandmother of Katara and Sokka, tried to keep everyone from panicking.
"Gran Gran, who is that guy?" The thirteen year-old Katara asked her Grandmother." What is that thing?"
"He's obviously Fire Nation," Sokka growled, indicating the pitch-black hair color and cream skin color. He wasn't sure what to make of the cloud.
Gohan began to stir awake. He winced when he felt an immense wave of pain wash over him; his legs felt crushed, his arms like jelly, and most of his body felt burnt.
He tried to get to his feet but only gasped in pain when he felt immeasurable pain in his left shoulder. He moved his right hand to the pained shoulder and felt a metal object sticking out of him.
He stood onto his feet on shakily legs as he probed the metal object with his fingers. He opened his eyes to see a boomerang protruding out of his shoulder. He looked up to see dozens of scared looking people staring down at him. He was very confused and slightly scared of the situation he was in. Why did he end up here? Last thing he knew, he was trying to use his Ki.
He looked down at the boomerang again and pulled it out of him. He dropped it to the ground, trying to take a step. But he was extremely unbalanced and fell on his face, soon losing consciousness from exhaustion.
"What do you think, Gran Gran?" Sokka asked as he looked Gohan over." You think he's Fire Nation?"
"No, look at that cloud," she pointed at the yellow cloud." He must've been sent by the spirits. That must be a spirit cloud," she said.
"But if he was sent by the spirits, why is he so injured?" A random elder questioned.
"Perhaps this is a test from the spirits to see whether or not we would help this boy. That cloud must be a spirit guide," Kanna deduced.
"So what are we to do with him?" Another villager asked.
"For the time being… tend to his wounds," She said before turning to her grandson. "Sokka, get him and put him in your igloo," she ordered.
"Awe! Why mine?" He complained.
She gave him a stern look that said, "Do-as-you're-told" and he grumbled before jumping into the crater to retrieve him.
The next day, Konna treated to and bandaged Gohan's wounds. They were intense but he he'd be better sooner or later. She did all that she could for him and only time would tell if he would make it or not.
Sokka didn't like the fact that Gohan was in his igloo. Why couldn't he be put in Katara's igloo? Besides obvious reasons? And what was with the Monkey Tail? The weird thing was discovered when Kanna was tending to his wounds.
"You better hope you're not Fire Nation, buddy," Sokka threatened as he began to flex in what he felt was an intimidating manner.
Gohan began to stir after the words left the Water Tribesman's mouth. Sokka stared at Gohan.
Sitting up, Gohan mumbled," What happened?" before he noticed the Water Tribe warrior looking at him. "Hey, where am I?" he asked.
Katara was walking by Sokka's igloo when she heard him speak and bursted in without warning. "You're in the Southern Water Tribe," She answered his question.
He looked confusedly at the two. They were people he had never met before and they were staring at him.
"I'm Katara and this is my brother, Sokka," she introduced herself and brother.
"It's nice to meet you, Katara. I'm Gohan," he introduced as he tried to extend his left hand in greeting. But he winced and looked down at himself. He was covered in bandages and felt that he had a few broken bones. Nothing major now that he replenished his energy to - nowhere near full power!
It was then that he realized that he did lose most of his power and it did upset him. He earned his power through training and fighting in tough battles. His already almost nearly nonexistent Saiyan Pride felt broken.
"You were in pretty bad shape. But you're better now," she told him. She noticed the sad look on his face and asked," Are you ok?"
"I'm fine." He sighed.
"Are you Fire Nation?" Sokka asked while reaching for a weapon.
"No. I don't know any Fire Nation," he said as he got to his feet. 'Come to think of it, I don't know any Water Tribe either. This must be a different planet. No! They're humans so this must be an alternate reality. It can't be the past. I'd have read about it,' he thought as he tried taking a step forward, only to stumble into the bed.
He looked down and around at his backside. His tail was swaying gently behind him.
"My tail grew back?" He questioned aloud as he tried to regain balance.
"Why do you have a tail?" Katara asked.
"It's hereditary," he answered easily. Not a complete lie. He didn't know whether or not they knew what an alien was.
"What, are you part monkey?" Sokka laughed. He didn't know it but he struck a nerve. However, Gohan didn't let it get to him. How could he possibly know about how Freeza called the Saiyan race monkeys?
"Sokka!" Katara glared at her brother. Why was he being rude to such a nice boy?
"No, but thanks for taking care of me... What are you guys wearing?" He asked when he saw that their clothing was big fur coats and pelts.
"Well, it's cold here in the South," Katara started," we need to stay warm so we layer up. You should be wearing these too," she said before turning to Sokka," give him a pair of yours," she ordered.
"First my room and now my clothes," Sokka grumbled as he turned to grab some clothes. He didn't want to give the boy he barely knew some clothes but knew it was the right thing to do.
'I wish this was a dream,' Gohan mentally sighed. 'I can probably make the best of this situation. And I'm sure the others will wish me back with the Dragonballs,' he thought with a smile.' And if that doesn't work, I'm sure Bulma can get me back.'
"Here," Sokka handed Gohan some clothes. " Katara and I will be outside," he said as he pulled his sister out.
"So," Katara began, "what do you think about Gohan?"
"Well, I don't think he's Fire Nation but that doesn't mean I'm not gonna watch him," Sokka told her.
"I think we can trust him. I mean, he seems like a nice boy," she said.
Gohan silently chuckled at their opinions of him from within the igloo. He winced because it hurt as took off the clothes that hung loosely to him.
He kept his underwear on though as he began to get dressed in the clothes Sokka left for him.
He noticed something had rolled out of his pants pocket and knelt down to grab it, wincing as he did so. A capsule. He examined the capsule in his hand as he remembered the gifts he received on his birthday. They could all come in handy some day.
He put the capsule in his pocket as he left the igloo.
"Gohan, what are you doing?" Katara questioned him, drawing a crowed near.
Gohan began to sweat at the intense look she was giving him. Did he do something wrong?
"You shouldn't be on that injured leg," she told him as she started towards him, pushing him back into the igloo and onto the bed. "You should rest into your all better," she said in a much more softer tone.
"Gosh, Katara, let the man get some breathing space," Sokka told her as he entered the room.
"Thanks for letting me borrow your clothes," Gohan told Sokka." I really appreciate it," he said.
"Don't mention it," Sokka said as he sat on his floor. He wanted to lay on his bed but Gohan did suffer some serious injuries and probably needed proper rest.
Katara blushed furiously when her brother walked in and made his comment and turned away so they wouldn't notice.
The hours passed and the three began to make small talk and surprisingly, Gohan didn't feel as hungry as he normally did. He almost felt human because he was significantly weaker and if it wasn't for his tail, he would've guessed he was transformed into a full blooded human.
Sokka soon fell asleep and Katara left to her igloo to do the same. Gohan was left awake on the bed.
While lying there, Gohan let doubt creep into his mind. He let it trick his mind into believing things he knew weren't true.
'Mom, Goten, Grandpa, Bulma, Trunks, Piccolo, Krillin,' he listed the people he would never see again. It hurt him emotionally.
A fourteen year old boy alone without knowledge of this strange new world or any guidance to help him out. He lied there on the bed and silently weeped until he fell asleep.
AN: And there you have it. I hope you all enjoyed the first installation of this story. I was kinda lazy not coming up with this earlier but hey, I made up for it now.
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