Chapter has once again been replaced.

Ages

Bulma: twenties

Goku: twenties

Gohan: 4 or 5 lets make it 4 and a half

ok, this is going to be confusing ok, the three wishes of Namek were used to

Restore Piccolo to life

Transport him to Namek

To teleport everybody on Namek to Earth, but Bulma, and Gohan refused to leave with out Goku,---

A battle raged…

Primal roars could be heard across the once green fields now a murky brown or completely burned and scathed.

From afar Namek looked like a generator that short-circuited. Red and blue bolts crackled and surrounded the planet. Like the blows traded so did the words and insults. A deep scream emitted from the depths of the cracks that covered Namek soon followed by a high-pitched laugh…

A golden glow burst from the rubble and interrupted the laugh. It's flew across the deep waters. Frieza managed to bring his tumbling self to a halt. He glared at his opponent whose eyes seemed so similar to the turquoise waters. Yet unlike the water, within those eyes burned a burgundy hate.

"You will pay for what you did," said a deep voice. Forgotten tales lied edged in Goku's voice as it spoke of memories filled with death and life.

A young boy stood at the open door of a sphere shaped object. He looked easily like a four year old but his eyes betrayed his age. Were the situation not so serious, the image would be one for the memory to laugh at. But unfortunately it wasn't. His hair, which according to his gene code wasn't supposed to be so tamed lied flat against his head. He was dressed in royal blue spandex which showed every unnatural kink of his early developed muscles. His armour was beaten and dirtied beyond white recognition of the original colour.

He frowned suddenly and turned to the blue haired beauty sitting in a chair across him. Her myopic stare was broken by his voice, a small yet determined frown was etched on his young face.

"I am going, if my Dad and I don't come back in a few minutes leave"

"No! Gohan I refuse to let you go, it is enough if we lose Goku!"

Gohan scoffed, his frowned deepened as he turned his back to her and continued his gaze to outsides of the ship where a planet was crumbling currently.

"Bulma-San, Frieza will hunt me where ever I go, he will destroy everything in his path including Earth"

Bulma dropped her face in her hands that rested on her knees.

"But why you?"

"I am one of the last remaining Saiyans" answered the boy simply.

"But—"

"No buts, he will hunt me, and I refuse to run away!" interrupted Gohan her sharply.

Bulma realized she will be begging till day turns to night, which doesn't happen on Namek.

Bulma made an attempt to compose her self, a futile one.

"Well kiddo, you better come back quick or your mother will have my head about her baby missing his studies!"

Gohan let out a nervous laugh, typical his mother…

He jumped from the open door, but instead of obeying the gravity laws of the planet he started floating upwards. He balled his fists and a white aura erupted from him as he sped off through the air.

Bulma stared at the disappearing figure…

"Gohan be safe"

Rocks and boulders of unnatural sizes scattered the ground that was usually graced with grass. The air was damp and thick, crackling with static electricity. Pieces of Namek the size of small mountains poked from the water. The atmosphere was the colour of shed blood and lives as it formed small whirlwinds. The planet groaned in pain at its nearing demise. A lone figure could be seen floating in the air. It's shoulders heaved up and down indicating he was out of breath.

"I am the best, no one can beat me! For once and for all I am rid of that insolent monkey!" The owner of this particulour voice was a pale pearly white, with a dark purple that mixed in between. Its naturally bald head glistened in the bolts that lashed out to each other. Since the golden glow disappeared, with it went the soothing colour of the blue bolts.

A small rumble went through the air. Suddenly a fountain of hot orange liquid shot from the cracks, a few seconds later and the plates ripped in agony from each other away revealing large lava lakes.

"Better get out of here" mumbled the creature in its unusual voice.

He turned around, but instead of flying towards he found himself flying backwards. A numb pain throbbed on the side of his face. He stopped himself from his spinning travel and glared at the source that caused it.

"While I have breath, I will fight you Frieza" said the young boy balling his fists.

"I defeated your father boy, what makes you think you can stop me?" asked Frieza with malice and a tint of amusement.

The half-breed in front of him said nothing. Frieza suddenly found himself crashing to the lava lake underneath him. He winced as he stopped. The tips of his foot touched the lava. He glanced up where he thought Gohan was.

He glared as the image faded away.

"Smart move brat" sneered Frieza at Gohan as his slim body suddenly buffed up. His shoulders unnaturally wide and round.

Frieza laughed and he formed a ki ball in his hand. Gohan awaited the attack which soon followed. Frieza hurled his loaded ball with accurate aim at Gohan who just barely managed to dodge the fast attack. Frieza smirked as he made multiple repeats of this attack throwing the child in a dash for his life. Growing tired of this game however, Frieza zipped away from his position pushing his body through the dust particles of Namek with unnatural speed till he reappeared through Gohan, a ki-ball close enough to lit the child's face up with dancing shadows.

Before he could commit the murder he felt his back snapping in a unnatural way and pain. Bent over he turned around to face with yet again the golden haired man.

"Dad!" shouted Gohan

Goku glared at Frieza as his fists slammed once again on Frieza's back. Frieza fell limpy to the ground. In Gohan's attempts at escaping from the clutches of Frieza they moved to solid ground.

"Gohan what are you doing here?" asked Goku angrily as forgot about Frieza momentarily.

"Dad, how did you survive?" asked Gohan ignoring his father's dark face.

"I almost didn't, I fell unconscious as the rocks fell on me. When I woke up I couldn't move at all from my injuries." Said Goku with a far off look on his face.

"How did you get healed Dad?" asked Gohan curiously

"I remembered that I had a sensu bean in my shoe" laughed Goku rubbing his hand behind his head as Gohan scrunched up his face in disgust. It soon turned to horror.

"DAD! LOOK OUT!"

The warning came to late …

Goku crashed into the grounds forming a rather large crater. Large boulders and rubble piled on him. He must have a blanked out for a few minutes but its those few minutes Goku will regret forever.

Goku groaned as he woke up. He charged up ready to attack as he expected Frieza to attack him. He glanced around him confused. Goku's face paled…he sensed Gohan with Frieza, he quickly glanced at the sky just as an pod disappeared leaving a twinkle behind…

"Goku where is Gohan?" asked Bulma, as Goku stormed in. The planet was literally falling apart now, every now and then a tremor could felt and more ground would shift around.

"Get us the fuck off this planet!" screamed Goku, Bulma hastily obeyed.

When she set the controls she quickly she turned to Goku

She opened her mouth, but the words didn't escape them as they blasted of from the planet in the depths of space.

Bulma shook her head, dizzily; she looked up at Goku who was sitting in one of the chairs. His composure was tense, and every now and then a muscle twitched in his huge body. His eyes constantly flickered to a deep emerald and back to the orbs that was usually so cheerful. The firing hope that blazed in his eyes were dimmed and filled with despair and hate. Bulma stepped back slowly as energy started crackling around him…

"Goku, where is Gohan?" Her voice wavered.

Goku looked up, his hair flickered to a fiery gold.

"He took him...Frieza took him, the bastard took my son..."

Frieza who has by some miraculous manner achieved into throwing Gohan in an unconscious state stared at the small heap on the floor of his spaceship. Already the boy's blood was leaving their marks in small pools around his frame from previous injuries. Frieza stroked his chin in thought. What would he achieve with kidnapping Gohan?