The New Guns
Chapter 1: Dead Gods

A little heads up on this DB story; this is in fact the first part in a huge 3 part saga that will continue on into 2 more Dragon Ball stories. The story takes place in GT after the defeat of Baby. This has nothing to do with the Super 17 saga and Goku is in adult form again. Hope your all clear on the specifics and now on with the story. Hope you enjoy it, bye for now!

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The massive chattering of students echoed the halls of a massive lecture hall. Rows of seats were jam packed with young students, their teacher apparently late for the students college class. Outside the lecture hall was a man, sweating furiously as he panted a heavy sigh, his glasses fogging up with sweat and suffocation. "I can do this, I can do this, I CAN do this, I've come too far to stop now" the man said. His long devil designed red hair folding.

The professor leaned his spiky red hair back against the wall, his form draped in a cape like black coat. The man's pants were light grey; he wore a black vest like shirt and was staring down into his black shoes with his green eyes. Bold black letters spelled out his name on his white tag, "Doctor Malcolm J. Wrath". The class Dr. Wrath was delaying was in fact his own. Something was spooking the professor nearly half to death right now.

"DAMMIT, remember why you're doing this, remember what this is for, my life's work, ever lasting funding, and most of all... the recognition the respect" Wrath said to himself. Click! The final golden hand clicked it's time trailing arm to the 12, it was noon and time for class. Taking a fresh gasp of fresh air, Dr. Wrath entered his classroom calmly and firmly. Most of the students simply groaned, disappointed their teacher actually made it.

Green eyes flashed nervously around the class; Wrath was eyeing several students that caught his most cautiously creeping eye. One student was large in body, wore a black leather jacket, spike like jewelry, and had red devil hair just like him. To Wrath's right was a teenager with short blue hair, smacking gum in her blue painted lips, and filing her nails with a switch blade. There was even a blonde cowboy dressed young punk with a goatee.

With a cough and a hollow painted smile, Wrath began "Good afternoon class and welcome to Biotechnology G-12. As you all should know by now today is a very, VERY special day. Over the past few weeks we have been studying about the most important men and women in science. From Thomas Edison to Albert Einstein, it is thanks to geniuses like them we have achieved this wondrous thing we call life. We have much to be thankful for".

Suddenly the black leather jacketed punk like hulk raised his hand, "Yes Mr. Hammeroy?" Wrath asked. "Teach I was wondering if you'd well you know, cut the crap and get to the frigging special part already" the young Hammeroy said. Several chuckles escaped the students around the classroom. Wrath angrily frowned "You have been warned about your brass behavior before Mr. Hammeroy, but as you so distastefully reminded me.

Biotechnology is without a doubt the most difficult section of science to master. You've all done the paper work, video work, and project work there is for this class, but I'm afraid it requires much more then that to succeed. To succeed in the field of biotechnology, you must be willing to go the distance. Yes my young friends, you must be willing to go to any lengths to accomplish your dreams. History wasn't built on a foundation of quitters.

No, history was built on a foundation of those who did whatever it took to get the job done. That is why for our class final, we too will go the distance and study the world of the most brilliant scientist ever to walk the Earth". A young teen raised his hand and asked "And who would that be Dr. Wrath?". The professor smirked and secretly pressed a red button under his desk, suddenly the whole class screamed as they were electrocuted unconscious.

Dr. Wrath smirked "Doctor Albert Gero".

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The sun beautifully shined over the gorgeous ocean that stretched on for miles, not a single cloud in the breathlessly blue sky. Pan laughed as she literally jumped off the sand with a gleeful cheer, "YEAH THE BEACH" Pan giggled. Gohan and Videl smiled, eagerly watching their young daughter bounce her bare feet amongst the sandy roads. Warm laughter escaped Gohan's smile "Enjoy it all you like honey, this is our little treat.

After all a family can't spend their whole lives fighting aliens, and hunting down dragon balls now can they?", Pan smiled and hugged her father with a warm hug. Pan blushed red cheeks a bit nervously though. Curiously Videl asked "What's wrong sweetie? I thought you wanted to go to the beach". Pan shook her head a bit "No, no I did and I'm really glad you guys took me it's just", she looked down at her orange bathing suit and blushed even more.

"There's no reason you should feel embarrassed about wearing a bathing suit Pan" Gohan said, "Papa!" Pan said with a nervous blush. Videl laughed "Your father's right honey, you look beautiful no matter what you wear, and if any boys give you grief". Gohan added "Just give him a few light ahem smacks in return". The young girl nodded bouncing her black hair bunched up in her orange bandanna, Pan hugged her parents and sighed "I love you".

Pan then took off for the water, splashing amongst with the other children with a twinkle in her eye, and a laugh in her voice. Videl and Gohan laid out their beach towels and lay back, happily watching their daughter have fun. Gohan was wearing a light blue and red mixed Hawaii shirt and some dark blue swim trunks. Videl was wearing a purple bathing suit beside Gohan. "She looks like she's in heaven, this was a great idea Gohan" Videl said.

But Videl's trouble blue eyes noticed a stern rather focused face on Gohan, he seemed to be staring off into dead space. Slowly waving her hand in front of Gohan's glasses, he showed no response until she called out his name. "What? Oh uh sorry about that Videl" Gohan said with a light cough, removing his glasses carefully. "Honey is there something bothering you? You've been like this ever since you talked with your dad" Videl asked.

Gohan sighed "Sorry...I didn't mean to ruin our one chance at a vacation", Videl shook her head "I'm more worried about you silly. Pan's fine but you look like you're off somewhere in space, your just not being yourself today. Does this have anything to do with why Goku didn't want to come to the beach with us?". Weak and depressed nods slowly answered Videl's question, Gohan's dark eyes brimmed with fear over his father.

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Flash Back

Gohan stepped into Goku's room and noticed the lights were out, there Goku sat on his bed in total darkness.

Gohan smiled "Hey dad, Videl and I were thinking it was time we took a break from well...everything (laughs), Pan was hoping we'd take her to the beach and".

Goku coldly responded "Leave me alone".

Gohan blinked "Dad what's wrong? I thought you loved spending time with Pan".

Goku groaned "She doesn't need me".

Gohan nearly laughed "That's crazy talk. She's been hooked on you since you guys went space hunting for the black star dragon balls".

Goku snarled "Oh yeah...THAT mission. You mean the same mission that took her away from her home for a year? The same mission that got her attacked by Dr. Myu's machine armies? The same mission that ended up bringing Baby to our world? The very monster that raped our free will and almost destroyed us all? You really want to talk about THAT MISSION GOHAN?".

Gohan gasped "Dad I...what's going on? I've never seen you like this before. Look...were worried about you, Chi, Chi says you've been in here for days just sitting in the dark".

Goku replied "Shut the door and leave son...I refuse to cause anymore pain to my family. You deserve better".

Confusion and bafflement painted Gohan's face, he shook his dark haired head to wonder if his ears were clogged. This has got to be some kind of mistake Gohan thought. The young man suddenly laughed and approached Goku at the bed.

Gohan chuckled "Oh I get it, your pulling our tails, I'm taking it your stomach's running a little low isn't it dad?".

Suddenly Goku grabbed a lamp and hurled it at the door with rage. Gohan gasped as it shattered, he recoiled at his father's screaming voice.

Goku screamed "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY GOD DAM ROOM! I WILL NOT HURT THIS FAMILY EVER AGAIN, DO YOU HEAR ME GOHAN?".

End Flash Back

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The echo of those sounds continue to haunt and disturb Gohan's mind, his face remained deathly pale over what had just happened. Chi, Chi and Gohan were just thankful that Pan and Goten didn't get to see Goku like that. Tightly holding her husband's hand Videl looked into his worry filled eyes, Gohan sighed and explain quietly what happened with Goku. Both parents agreed however that Pan didn't need to know this, not now, not ever.

Meanwhile back in the darkened room, Goku continued to stare his enraged, saddened, darkened eyes into blackness. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, time meant little to Goku. Time was a cockroach that clicked its snapping claws along the floor, continuing its filthy existence regardless of other's cares. Something horrible had come to Goku's attention, something so awful that it made his soul and heart feel as black as the room he was in. Goku was lost.

Lost in the darkness that he had created, but never knew existed until now. "My wife doesn't deserve this, my sons don't deserve this, and my grand daughter certainly doesn't deserve me" Goku uttered. Angrily the bitter Sayian continued "I almost feel like laughing right now. Laughing at this joke I thought was a family, this isn't a family, this is just a mistake. I'm no the father, no husband, who the hell am I kidding? I'm fighting machine.

That's all I am and that's all I ever will be. Day in day out, more monsters come, be it from space, from Hell, even from Earth herself, they continue to hurt the ones I love. And who's bringing them home one by one? Who's leading a parade of barbarian's right into his family's life? IT'S ME, ME, IT'S ALL MY GOD DAM FAULT! I'm tired of it. I'm tired of all the fighting, I'm tired of all the killing, from this day forward, I'm retiring".

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FZZT! The blurry image of a news man with red hair, a blue suit, and dozens of policemen flashed onto the TV screen. Rummaging over the seemingly empty classroom of the now missing Dr. Wrath and his students.

The reporter smiled "Eddie Flagmeyer here with our latest breaking story. At precisely 12:45 pm today a frightened janitor discovered that an entire class room was completely empty. Apparently 32 year old Malcolm Wrath was conducting a class on biotechnology today here in class room 93 B. Blue Star community college today is baffled at the disappearances of both Dr. Wrath and his 22 students. There are no leads but there is a suspect.

According to the testimony of fellow co-workers, Wrath was a constant recluse and was referred to as a "borderline psychotic". About 2 weeks ago Wrath was fired from the college, but continued to conduct his classes as well supposed illegal experiments. Many photos, journals, and news paper clippings were found in his desk, all focusing on a Doctor Albert Gero. A scientist who had vanished off the face of the Earth about 17 years ago.

While kidnapping and fowl play is not ruled out, the most peculiar thing is the objects found in the class room seats. Back packs, torn clothes, drops of blood were found on the seats, even medical records were taken from the school nurse. Police speculate Wrath might be after certain types of students, which means the others were taken simply to cover his tracks. Until further news develops, reporting live at Blue Star College, and back to you Tom".

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To be continued...