This takes place after the Cell games, but before Gohan goes to highschool. Trunks will be further explained as the story goes on. Dr Raichi is actually a character from the ''lost'' Dragonball Z movie. Essentially, all you need to know for this story is that he is a Tuffle who hates all Saiyans and wants them destroyed. Feel free to Review and email me at echobench at hotmail dot com if you'd like! Thanks, Ariel.

Gohan walked through the forest outside of his house calmly, with his hands in his pockets. He was supposed to be getting firewood, but he was feeling a little out of it. Which was really weird, because he never really got sick. Usually his Saiyan blood helped him from coming down with human sicknesses. The last time he remembered anyone with Saiyan blood getting sick was… when his father had that heart disease, before the fight with cell, which was about five years ago. Gohan looked up at the sky. "Maybe I'll be seeing you sooner then I thought, Dad." Gohan sighed. He really missed his father sometimes.

"GOHAN!" His mother's angry voice called out from his house. "What's taking you so long!?"

Gohan jumped at her voice breaking the silence and quickly shot a beam of energy at a nearby tree, causing it to fall with a crash to the ground. He picked up the tree with ease and turned to go back to his house, where Goten and his Mother were waiting, but paused. He sensed something moving. Placing the tree down slowly, he turned around slowly, but his eyes widened when his eyes met someone else who was standing directly behind him. "How.. how didn't I sense you?" Gohan frowned at the being, then with a start realized that it was Dr. Raichi, a Tuffle scientist who had tried to destroy the Earth five years ago. "You!" Gohan backed up slightly and clenched his fists. "I thought you were gone!"

Dr. Raichi smirked. "Well, you thought wrong." Dr. Raichi tapped his fingers together. "Now, maybe you can be slightly more helpful then your friend was earlier." Dr. Raichi let out a laugh. "Now, that was a fiasco. Mind you, what else could I expect from dirty Saiyan half-breeds like you freaks?" He looked at Gohan with disgust.

Gohan glared at Dr. Raichi. He had been obsessed with eradicating the Saiyans last time they had met, and apparently he still was now. "I don't know who else you talked to, but I don't think you and me are going to be having any conversation." Gohan went to power up to Super Saiyan… and found out he couldn't? "What's happening?" Gohan started to wonder, when suddenly Dr. Raichi took a step towards him and grabbed onto his wrist. Gohan went to angrily pull away and was shocked to find that he couldn't even get his arm out of the old Tuffle's grip.

Dr. Raichi laughed darkly. "Having trouble, are we?" He slammed Gohan down to the ground, bringing him down by his wrist. Dr. Raichi tapped what looked like a simple watch. "This is a Kai suppressor." He kicked Gohan sharply in the ribs after he said this, causing Gohan to gasp in pain. "And I've built it especially to hone in on Saiyan energy."

Gohan struggled to get up, and found that he couldn't. He had never felt this weak in his entire life. As he came to realize that he couldn't escape Dr. Raichi, unless there was some sort of miracle, the Tuffle grabbed him by the throat and shoved him against a tree, pining him there. Gohan grabbed onto Dr. Raichi's hand in vain to try to pry them off him, but his energy levels were too low, and if anything were sinking by the second. "Now now, there's no need to struggle." Dr. Raichi took Gohan's chin in his free hand. "So angry." He shook Gohan's head back and forth as if appraising him, then pulled his hand back and slapped Gohan roughly, causing his head to snap to the side. "Typical Saiyan."

Gohan turned back and glared at Dr. Raichi with angry eyes. "What do you want from me?"

Dr. Raichi let go of Gohan, who slid to the bottom of the tree weakly, and Raichi clapped his hands together happily. "I thought you'd never ask! You see, I've simply come here to face Goku and Vegeta." Raichi paused and bent down to meet Gohan's level. "Well, you and Trunks as well, but those pure bloods are my main concern. You two can be set aside until I've broken the pure bloodline. Now, could you tell me where your father is?"

Gohan looked up at Raichi blearily. "Trunks…" With a jolt, he figured out that the 'friend' that Raichi had been talking to must have been Trunks. Future Trunks had been there the first time they had faced Raichi, but since he had gone back to his time, Gohan figured that Raichi must have gotten to the 7-year-old version. "But he's… just a child!"

Raichi raised an eyebrow. "Hardly. But that's not what I asked." He said overly slowly, as if speaking to a child. "Where. Is. Goku." Raichi spat out, and slapped Gohan along with each word for good measure.

Gohan spat blood on the ground, cursing the fact that he was so out of strength. If he had even an ounce of his power he would have been able to take this Tuffle with his hands tied behind his back. He blearily looked up at the Tuffle, feeling his vision blur as Dr. Raichi turned a knob on his device. "Now, tell me and perhaps I'll just let you go."

Gohan couldn't find the strength to answer as the world spun and everything went black.

Gohan opened his eyes weakly. He didn't know how long he'd been out of it. When he opened his eyes he saw nothing but black, and closed his eyes again. Maybe he was dead? As he became more aware, he realized that his arms were chained to the wall above his head, holding him in a sitting position against the wall. Trying in vain to rip his arms free, he wasn't surprised when he found that the effects from earlier were still weakening him. He opened his eyes again and let them adjust to the darkness.

As the room came into focus, Gohan stiffened in shock as he noticed that there was someone else chained to the wall opposite him. He couldn't make out his or her face, but there was definitely someone. They appeared to be looking right at him as well.

He was about to say something when the door on the right wall opened and the room filled with a stream of light. Closing his eyes as the light seemed to smash against his already pounding head, he opened them once again and his eyes adjusted to the dim light coming in through the door. Gohan squinted his eyes and saw several white clad men approaching the person who was chained up across from him, and blocking Gohan's view. Gohan heard a click, and assumed that they had released him as he heard what sounded like someone falling to the floor. The men dragged the person to their feet and towards the door. Gohan finally got a decent look at the person and his jaw dropped. It was Trunks. But it wasn't the Trunks from their timeline. It was future Trunks. How was this possible? Gohan's mind was reeling as the door shut behind Trunks and his captors, shrouding the room in blackness once again.

Hours later, the door opened again and Trunks was thrown facedown on the ground. He didn't move. Before Gohan could even react, the same white clad men came in and roughly undid his chains, then dragged him out of the room. Gohan would have liked to fight, but to be honest he felt as though he wouldn't even be able to stand on his own accord. They took him into a nearby room and strapped him into a chair. The room was nearly empty, except for a computer on a nearby table. As Gohan struggled to keep his head up, the men exited and a woman with short blonde hair in a pixie cut entered. Gohan weakly turned towards her as she sat down at the computer. She pushed up the sleeves on her lab coat and looked at him expectantly. "Well, are you going to be more cooperative then your friend?" She said sweetly, as she booted up the computer.

Gohan blinked. "Who… What? Where am I?"

"You can call me Doctor M." She said as she typed distractedly in her computer. "I've been assigned to monitor both of you Saiyans. Or should I say half Saiyans?" She smiled mockingly at the shock on his face. "Yes, well, here at the Institute of the Paranormal and Extraterrestrial we pride ourselves on our knowledge."

"There are beings from other planets all over the world. You have no right to bring me here." Gohan struggled not to slur his words. Why was he still feeling so weak?

Doctor M tapped the device near her computer and answered his unasked question. "Kai suppressors. They're very useful." She leaned towards him and put her hands under her chin. "And, actually, the government holds every right to question the… shall we say… danger… of it's citizens." She turned back to her computer and typed again. "And lets just say that Saiyans interbreeding with Humans isn't exactly something that we feel should be encouraged. Hell, we're not sure how it's even possible. That's what you and the other subject are here to help us solve."

"I'm a human." Gohan said wearily, although he knew that he was in fact half Saiyan.

"You're only partially human. It's the other part of you which we are most curious about." The Doctor smiled at him. "Dr. Raichi was most helpful in bringing you two in. We never thought we'd be able to contain any Saiyans, until he invented the Kai Suppressor. It's tailor made for keeping you apes in check."

Gohan couldn't believe that Raichi was still alive, was still plotting against the Saiyans, and had somehow gotten him into this situation. Before he could speak, the Doctor began typing again.

"Now, please try to be cooperative. I don't want to take unnecessary measures." She looked expectantly at him. "Name?"

Gohan just glared at her. The doctor sighed, and then pressed a button on a small remote near her keyboard. Suddenly a shock went through his entire body. Gohan couldn't control any of his limbs and pain was shooting through him. Suddenly, as soon as the pain had started, it stopped, leaving a ringing in his ears. The doctor smiled her sickly sweet smile and raised her eyebrows. "Name?" When Gohan refused to answer, instead of pushing the button again, she took out a syringe and filled it with a murky white liquid. Without pausing, she thrust it into his arm. She stared Gohan in the eyes, waiting for the dilated pupils to signify the sedative had taken place. Satisfied, she sat back down. "Now, now, lets not be difficult. What is your name."

To his horror, Gohan found himself responding. "Gohan." He realized with a start that whatever she had given him had taken away at least some of his free will.

"Now isn't that better." She said as if talking to a small child. "Now, what race is your mother, and what is her name."

"She's human. Chi Chi." Gohan wanted to stop talking but he couldn't. He felt his heart start to race because he knew exactly what was coming next.

"And your father?" The Doctor looked expectantly up at him, waiting for an answer with an expression of curiosity on her face.

"My father.." Gohan struggled to focus his mind. He looked up dopily at her. "I … haven't seen him in a few years…" He finished lamely, knowing that it wouldn't satisfy her. He knew that wasn't the answer she was looking for, but he was satisfied that he had avoided directly answering the question.

The doctor shook her head slowly at him. "You know, it really is quite sad. I thought you might be a little bit more cooperative then your friend earlier." She opened a drawer and took out several sinister looking instruments. "I guess not."

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