Gohan's gaze fell upon Freeza, the half-saiyan resisting the urge to laugh at the fallen tyrant. Vegeta was giving the warlord a beating, causing Freeza's "golden form" to simply fade away as one particularly heavy blow knocked him into some rocks.
"W-why you..." the alien hissed, falling to his knees in an impotent rage. "Impossible!" he wailed, beginning to punch the ground in a childish display of anger that would look more at home on a a toddler. Gohan couldn't help but smirk at Freeza's distress. It was what the tyrant deserved, at the very least. It was a good thing that Vegeta could pick up the slack for Gohan's father. At that thought, Gohan tuned out of the dialogue between Freeza and Vegeta(no doubt it was simply Freeza squealing) and turned to look at his father, now standing after the Senzu Bean that had healed him. Gohan felt nothing but cold disappointment in his heart for Goku at this moment. His own father had nearly killed them all by toying with Freeza. Were it not for Vegeta's new-found strength, they would have all been finished. The firstborn of Goku suddenly whipped around, his focus on Freeza once more. The psychopath's ki had spiked.
"The same goes for you all!" Freeza squealed, planting his hand towards the ground and releasing a shockwave through the Earth. Gohan turned deathly pale, recognizing this at once. Freeza had rigged the game. The planet would be obliterated and he would emerge as the sole survivor. Everyone on Earth would be killed in the ensuing explosion and even if they survived that, the vacuum of space would do them in. Already the ground was shaking, lava spewing out of the dying planet. Gohan could barely think anymore, sheer despair crushing the depths of his soul. It shouldn't be like this, nothing should be getting destroyed by the insane pride of an immature madman. The heat licked at Gohan's face now, before lava erupted right in front of him. "I WIN!" was the last thing Gohan heard before his world faded to white.
Gohan felt as if his body was made of jelly, refusing to move no matter what he wanted. It hardly mattered, he couldn't see anything. Was he dead? It seemed like a reasonable assumption to make. Gohan felt his heart shatter into a million pieces as he suddenly realized that his family would have been caught in the blast. His mother, his wife, even his little daughter. All of them were surely dead. Gohan felt his heart rate accelerate, trying to tell himself it was all a dream. Yes, just a terrible dream. The rationalization didn't stop him from barely being able to breathe. Maybe he could focus himself by attempting to pinpoint the cause of all this mayhem. Yes, he'd try to figure out who to direct his anguish at. Freeza was the first culprit to come to his mind. After all, he was the one who had destroyed the planet. But he had been enabled to do so by the negligence of Vegeta, so perhaps it was Vegeta's fault? No, Vegeta had not known that Freeza could survive in space, he couldn't have possibly expected Freeza to try this. That left the blame for this squarely upon the shoulders of one person: Son Goku. He had known that Freeza would try to cheat when all hope was lost, he had seen it himself. And still he had mocked and belittled the tyrant whilst keeping him alive. Yes, this was all Goku's fault, Gohan realized.
"This is due to your foolishness" said a voice, cutting through the whiteness that had surrounded Gohan. Gohan blinked rapidly and realized he was alive, in some sort of bubble. Inside the bubble were Whis, Beers, Goku, Bulma, Tien, Krillin, Piccolo, Master Roshi, Jaco, and himself. Someone must have shielded them from the blast, most likely Whis or Beers. Gohan knew that anger was not a wise route to take. Maybe he could come up with a plan of some sort to help them. But he hardly cared. He just knew that he was alive whilst the majority of his family lay dead, all due to his father's incompetence. This was no dream, this was reality. He would never hear the laughter of his little girl as she grew up, never see his wife's face smile, never taste his mother's food. Their lives were shattered, obliterated in an instant due to Goku's lust for a good fight.
"They're all dead" Gohan hissed, cutting off Beers's next words. The Hakaioshin gave him an odd look before smiling knowingly and closing his mouth. "Chi-Chi, Goten, Videl, Pan...all of them are gone" the hybrid growled, clenching his fists as he trembled. Hot, shameful tears ran down his face as he turned to look at the only surviving member of his family. "You did this! You killed them all!" Gohan accused Goku, feeling a heat that he had not felt since Videl's beating rising through him.
"What are you talking about?" Goku replied, his eyes wide and confused. Was his father so stupid as to not understand what had happened? Was he mocking his pain? "Freeza did it"
"You let him do it! You could have just killed him, but you just had to get your good fight, didn't you?" Gohan snarled, blood streaming through his fingers as his nails cut into his palms. Anger had clouded Gohan's normally logical mind, his mind ignoring all other noises and sights except for the supposed cause of all his pain. He might have felt Piccolo trying to hold him back. He might have heard the shocked gasps of Krillin and Bulma. He might have heard Whis's plan to save them. But he didn't. He felt his wrath that was normally hidden from sight begin to rise, his aura turning golden. The monster that had fought Cell was coming awake.
With an anguished roar of pain, the son of Goku flew forth, sparks crackling in his aura as he attempted to destroy the father who had destroyed his family and home.
