VICTORY AND SACRIFICE

By Sims (Simone)

Note: I do not, will not, and have not owned Dragonball Z, I wrote this purely for entertainment purposes. So don't sue me funimation!

A/N: Readers and Lurkers- Sorry for the crappy and short first chapter- leave a comment so I know what you think cause i'm not sure whether to continue, i'd really appreciate it :) Enjoy (hopefully) Oh and this fic is only rated M because i'm not sure what will be coming and it may turn into some graphic and/or smutty stuff- so look out for that.

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His head hung with the grief and anger of losing his dad- and he was speechless with shock, happiness, pride and calm about the feat he had just pulled off- Cell was gone- finally. Standing alone and resisting the urge to collapse- he let his mangled arm hang loosely at his side- surprised to see surges of power still flying off him. I've taken so much damage. He thought, if anything I should have reverted to my normal state.

His friends however- hadn't noticed the odd occurance- processing what had happen as much as Gohan was. When they'd figured it out every one of them was running and flying after him- determined to hug their saviour. With three pairs of arms on him, Gohan subtly shoved them away- he didn't want that right now.

Him and his old mentor Piccolo alone were the only ones that weren't joining in the celebritory cheers. Preferring to keep to their thoughts and reflections in isolation. Piccolo had taught Gohan the values of bravery, strength and independence from an age too young to handle such things- giving him the wisdom of a much older man and warrior- his father's son. It made him almost understand Vegeta as he only half heartedly smiled with the others.

Piccolo- thinking along the same lines, was busy keeping a sharp eye on Gohan- noticing his spasming muscles and the static still emanating off him. His power is incredible, but was it too much for such a small innocent body?

Gohan's eyes widened- stepping back from his friends for a moment as he felt several hot flashes of anger. I...I can't control it. He realized- looking down at his hand as it glowed and dimmed continually.

By now, Piccolo wasn't the only one to notice something strange in him. "Hey Gohan you okay?" Yamcha asked.

Gohan didn't answer, his legs slightly crumbling under the power as he clutched his arm.

Unable to just watch what was happening to his friend- Krillin stepped forward, stopping when Picollo put his arm out to block him. "Gohan's power is overwelming him- there's no reasoning with him now."

"I have to help him Piccolo- he's my friend." Krillin whimpered- breaking free of Piccolo's arm and walking towards Gohan. He couldn't get too close or make contact because of the electric currents surrounding Gohan, forcing him to stop a metre away from him. "Stay back." Gohan said , putting more force into his words than he was planning too.

Feeling another hot flash, the land underneath him seemed to shake and a nearby mountain blew apart. If that happens again one of my friends might get hurt. Gohan thought, trying in vain to calm his emotions. "I have to go you guys."

With that, he sped off into the sky, at a rate so fast it would be useless to try and catch him up.

Tien, Picollo, Yamcha, Krillin and the half concious Vegeta just stared- processing this new turn of events. "First Goku.... now Gohan." Krillin said quietly, dropping to his knees. "We lost them."

Yamcha- always the light heart, tried to cut in on the miserable mood. "But come on you guys- Gohan beat Cell! We won!"

No one else spook- keeping awkwardly quiet till Vegeta spook up, standing shakily on his feet. "A true super saiyan has un-real power, and has no need for earthling feelings and morals. They are designed to kill. Gohan has become a true saiyan- the desire is uncontrollable." As much as the thought of what Gohan had become scared and repulsed him he was also slightly envious and awed by it- and the tips of his mouth were almost smirking.

Piccolo detected the hint of Vegeta's old power hungry evil- a little intimidated by it as his eyes flicked to him.

"But I can't lose Gohan too, not now!" Krillin said helplessly.

"He'll return in time." Piccolo reassured them.

"How do you know? Tien asked, worry and doubt etched across his face.

"I just know Gohan." Piccolo finished simply, a rare smile flicking across his face. "The kids a prodgedy."