A/N: This is my 2nd story and I hope u guys like it! My first story seemed to to do very well, so hopefully this one will be too!
Summary: Gohan is mistreated/abandoned by his friends, blaming him for Goku's death. Then a evil appears before him, promising to make the pain go away. Overwhelmed by his feelings, Gohan decides to walk a dark path that will ultimately consume his soul.
Prologue:
This world that we live in is a peaceful and wonderful place. Full of life and many wonders with its beautiful creations. I can see why Android 16 had loved this world so much. The Earth, the most beautiful planet in the universe. Each day is a blessing filled with happiness, but all that can drastically change in an instant...
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A piercing shriek broke the silence of the night as blood spilled to the ground. A lifeless body slowly fell onto the ground as the one responsible had removed his hand from it. His hand now covered in blood as he smiled. "Hahaha. Well, isn't that a shame. You guys just didn't have the courage to save him." Said the person who stood in front of the Z warriors, the person who had once been their long time friend and ally. "Really what kind of friends are you to just stand there and not try to save him." He said finishing of with a smirk, eyes narrowed.
The Earth's defenders just couldn't believe what they had witnessed. One of their own now lay dead on the floor and the one who had killed him was...
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My name is Son Gohan and I am the son of one of the most powerful martial artist in the world, Son Goku. Even just hearing that name brings me great pain. It's all my fault my father is no longer in this world. It was all because of my selfish arrogance that he's dead. Cell, that vile monster. I wanted to make him suffer, make him pay for all the horrible things he had done. And so I did, I toyed with him, humiliated him to my heart's content. I didn't listen to my father's pleas to end the fight and that made Cell decide to blow himself up along with the earth.
I'll never forget that moment when I thought all hope was lost and my father came to the rescue, saying his final farewells to me with a proud smile on his face. He transported both Cell and himself somewhere far away, leading to his death. But that had not been the end. One more final battle endured and thanks to the help of my father from the afterlife I won the battle.
I had taken the honor of becoming Earth's protector, but I feel as though I don't deserve it. I had killed my own father! Even my friends who were close to me became disgusted by the mere sight of me and I don't blame them. I should have listened to my father and ended the fight as soon as possible, but I didn't. And now the damage that has been done can't be taken back.
My father didn't return, he chose to stay in other world saying it was best for Earth, but I wonder if it was really just a ploy not be near me. Not to live with a son who had caused his own death.
I didn't want to kill, I never wanted to hurt anyone, but all the emotions I felt were overwhelming. I felt miserable, guilty, anger and hatred. Anger towards myself for my actions that lead to all this. Anger towards my father for not coming back. Maybe if he had returned none of this would have happened.
Guilt for not ending that fight sooner and taking away one of the most important person in my life. And from my friends and family as well. Taking away their friend, ally, family, all because of my arrogance.
But the emotion that I felt most of all, the emotion that would slowly consume me was hatred...Yes, the hatred that would lead me down this path...and slowly destroy all that was dear to me...and myself.