Gohan took a shaky breath as the Doctor drew a sharp, small knife slowly down his arm, leaving a trail of blood. He was trying his best not to react, but it felt like he'd been in the room with her for hours, and his mind was reeling in pain.

"You should do us both a favour and just tell me about your father." Doctor M said, actually sounding bored. "This isn't fun for either of us."

Gohan swallowed. "Then why do it?" He mumbled hoarsely.

"I have spent my entire life exploring the human-alien prospect of interbreeding, and as far as we can tell, you and …" The doctor turned and clicked something on her computer. "You and this 'Trunks' are the only solid proof that humans are capable of reproducing with an alien species."

Gohan shook his head. "I'm half human, like you." He shut his eyes for a moment, trying to focus. "How can you treat another human like this."

"It's for the greater good." She said simply. She looked him right in the eyes. "Listen, I honestly don't really like doing this, but we need answers. I'm only assigned to you, but if you talk, it will be better for both of us." She rubbed his arm gently and he flinched. She raised an eyebrow, "If you tell me what I need to know, and cooperate, you'll be able to leave and go home sooner. Isn't that what you want?" She opened a drawer and pulled out another syringe. "If you don't talk soon, I have instructions from above to give you this. This is a new serum we've just obtained. It causes you to experience your worst memories again, and again, and again. I don't want to use it."

Gohan stared at her. "You're a monster."

She sighed again. "I'm a scientist. I don't want to hurt you, but it is crucial that you help us further our studies. You Saiyans are so unbelievably uncooperative."

Gohan thought for a minute. Clearly there were two options: One, tell her something and she might not hurt him, and hopefully Trunks, again. Two, not tell her anything and face that serum. Gohan knew that he'd have to tell her something. "First can you answer me one question?" Gohan asked hoarsely.

The doctor folder her hands on the desk. "As long as it's not confidential."

"How does Dr. Raichi fit into this?"

The doctor seemed to be contemplating telling him or not. "Well… We hired him to help us create the Kai suppressing technology. He brought you two in this morning without instruction, not that any of us are complaining! He said as long as he could interview you both occasionally and observe our experiments, we were even." Doctor M glanced up at him and gently smiled at the horror on his face. "Now please, just tell me anything, or I will have to use this Serum, and I can assure you it is extremely unpleasant."

Gohan could hardly bring himself to speak. Great, so Raichi had handed him and Trunks over to these extremely deluded scientists who wanted to 'explore the capabilities' of his heritage. On top of that, Raichi was going to use him and Trunks to get to Vegeta. Gohan was, for once, glad that Goku was dead. Gohan finally spoke, "Even if my father was a Saiyan, I'm hoping that you're aware the Saiyan planet was destroyed quite awhile ago. There aren't enough Saiyans left to cause trouble with interbreeding."

Doctor M had been typing out everything he said. "Well, from our research, we know that there is at least one on the planet right now. There is also …." She clicked her mouse a few times. "Judging from yours and Trunk's energy signals, at least two other half-breeds, although they are of lesser power then you and Trunks." She glanced over at him. "We don't want to kill you, we just want to make sure you aren't endangering the human race."

"I've lived on Earth my whole life! I'm no more alien then you are!" Gohan spat out.

"Well, you do have alien blood and possibly organs, and you do have an incredible power that no human could possibly obtain, so yes, you are very different then me." She frowned angrily at him. "Now, tell me exactly who and where your father is, or I'm going to use this serum." She held it up threateningly.

"Fuck you." Gohan muttered. He hardly ever swore, but this seemed a better time then any.

"For a second there, I almost thought that you might be cooperative." She said almost sadly. "Apparently not."

Gohan didn't want to admit it, but he was extremely scared of that needle. If only he had his strength! As the needle drew closer to his arm, he hoarsely called out, "My fathers dead! He's been dead for five years!"

Doctor M paused, her blue eyes meeting his brown ones. "Dead?"

Gohan took a breath of relief. "Yes. He's dead."

She paused, "And what race was he." She stared at Gohan's face.

Gohan took a deep breath. She clearly already knew he was half Saiyan. What was the point of denying it, anyway. "Saiyan."

She smiled, and sat back in her chair. "Now see, isn't that better!" She typed into her computer.

"You already knew that, anyway." Gohan struggled against the binds on his arm. "Can you undo these?" He asked quietly.

The doctor surveyed him for a moment. "I'll have to turn up the Kai suppressor, but if you tell me your father's name, then yes."

Gohan knew he couldn't do that. It would feel like betraying his father. But… then again, maybe he could tell her his name without it helping her at all. Gohan looked up at her. "Kakarott." No one had called Goku that except Vegeta, so there was no way she'd be able to do anything with that name except type it into her database and get nothing.

"Hm. Well, from your heartbeat, you aren't lying…. But there's no information on him at all. It seems our research is very lacking in his regard!" She said, almost to herself.

Gohan watched her patiently. She may have been, well, torturing him earlier… but she hadn't really been enjoying it. He knew that if she untied him he would have a better chance then if he was restrained.

The Doctor looked up at him, and contemplated him for a moment. The turned a nob on the Kai surppressor and Gohan felt his energy levels dropping, then she pressed a button on her computer and the bonds holding his arms against the chair released. Gohan slowly rubbed his wrists before placing them wearily in his lap. That Kai surpressor really was unbelievable. But still, maybe he would be able to gather enough strength to get out of here.

Doctor M took out an empty syringe. "Now, for today, the only other thing I need from you is a blood sample."

Gohan gripped the chair handles, trying to gauge how much strength he had. Definitely way less then usual, but maybe more then the Doctor. He slowly held out his arm and made a fist, as if for her to take a blood sample.

"See, now isn't this better?" She said conversationally as she rubbed some alchol on his arm, and wrapped some rubber tubing against his upper arm. "Now, after a few more days, I'm sure that-"

Gohan interrupted her by swiftly raising his arm into an uppercut which hit her squarely on the jaw. She went flying to the ground and he ignored his body's protests as he stood up. He had almost reached the door when it flung open and four white clad men entered. Before he knew what was happening, two of them had grabbed onto his arms and another had delivered a swift punch to his stomach, winding him. The fourth was checking the Doctor's pulse, and he picked up a needle off the desk and walked slowly towards where the men were holding Gohan. "You fool. Did you really think that no one was surveillancing this?"

Gohan met his eyes squarely, but said nothing.

"No matter." Said the man in his smooth drawl. Unlike the Doctor, this man had unkind eyes and smirked at the vulnerable state that Gohan was in. "You can … enjoy your first night here, and we'll pick this up in the morning." With that, he plunged the needle with the memory inducing serum into Gohan and everything went blurry, then black.

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