Okay so i put trunks in here because i thought young Gohan needed a friend just bare with me :)
Summary: Gohan dosent have any powers, His parents say theres no such thing as saiyans and that it was all a dream. So why can his dad do all this cool stuff and why can Gohan remember all the cool adventures hese had since he was 4?
His Mother and Father Insisted that Gohan was imagining things but they were wrong. You don't find out that your half alien from a nearly extinct race and have amazing powers than save the world on another planet just to figure out it was all just some fantasy, a dream. Gohan knew the truth about what happened but his parents kept telling him otherwise.
He was sitting in the middle of his science class with his teacher droning on and on about the universe.
"The universe consists of eight planets, Earth being the only one of those planets to contain any life on it." Gohan clenched his fists silently under his desk.
'That's a lie,' He thought. 'There are loads of other planets in the universe full of other life, like the namekians on Planet Namek or even Planet Vegeta where dad is from.'
"Son Gohan!" he was pulled out of his mind by his teacher yelling in his face.
"Yes Mrs. Suno?"
"Stop daydreaming and pay attention. This is important test information." Gohan looked down at his still clenched fist under his desk. "Is there a problem?" his teacher demanded.
"No ma'am there's no problem, it's just not true." The last part was said under his breath.
"What was that last part?" she snapped.
"I SAID IT'S NOT TRUE!" he yelled slamming his still clenched fist onto the top of his desk. "There are other planets with life on the in the universe I've been there, I'm from there!" Behind him the rest of the class started to snicker and whisper things like space case and freakazoid. Gohan looked over to his best friend Trunks who gave him a pained look and turned his head away.
"I've had enough of your silly stories but you can tell them to the principal. Now." Gohan grabbed his bag and stormed off into the hallway stopping short of the principal's office and sat on the floor instead.
"It has to be true I just know it is," He said into his hands. "Piccolo, Tien, and Master Roshi there all real, and I'm half saiyan." He got up to try something he had already tried a million times. He parted his feet shoulder length and cupped his hands at his sides. "KAME…." He could feel the energy swirling around inside him in a frenzy. "HAME…." The energy was building in his palms getting bigger and bigger ready to explode. "HA!" Nothing. Like every other time he tried nothing happened. Even his martial arts and strength had disappeared he could barely take on a first grader and her was in fourth. He slammed his fist into the wall letting a string of curses leave his mouth at the pain it caused. Before he could try again the school bell rang signifying the end of the day. He walked away from the principal's office and headed home. After a few blocks of walking alone three huge shadows started to loom over him.
"Well if it isn't sonny boy." Said a snobby voice behind him. Gohan turned around to look at the group that had spoken already knowing who it was.
"Gregory." Gohan stated looking up at the leader of the group. The Alpha group as they like to call themselves loved to pick on younger students especially Gohan. They looked like they belonged in a heavy metal band. Their attire seemed to revolve around wearing eyeliner and studs with leather clothing, and their hair was forever red and spiky. That looked scared most of the other students but not Gohan, which is why they seemed to pick on him the most.
"I told you my name isn't Gregory sonny boy its Lucifer."
"Well my name isn't sonny boy it's Gohan." He tried to turn around and leave but a heavy hand on his head stopped him.
"Boys I think sonny here needs to be taught a little respect for his elders don't you think?" Gohan shoved the hand off his head and tilted his head to look him in the eye.
"You don't scare me Gregory I could still kick your butt."
"Ohh big words coming from suck a little pipsqueak, I mean your hairs like half your height. Maybe we should take care of that and give you a haircut." One of his lackeys pulled out a little pocket knife and started walking toward him. Gohan stood in a fighting stance he had seen Trunks use a thousand times.
'If there was ever a time to get my powers back now would be it." Gohan thought to himself.
I have the rest of the story written down but please reveiw it thx :D
b.t.w. did i tell u this story came to me in a dream? well it did.
