Disclaimer: Still don't own anything DB
After the defeat of Cell, peace once again blessed the Earth with its presence. Once the evil monster's victims were wished back, a state of normalcy began returning. Mr. Satan took credit for Gohan's defeat of Cell, but the young boy decided it was for the best. He elected to instead continue living his life of quiet isolation in the mountains with his family.
Soon it was found that Chi Chi was once again pregnant and 8 short months later young Goten was born. Goku continued training his son and eventually the boy was able to call upon his great power at will, but Goku still sensed there was more. Far more, hiding deep below the surface, just waiting to be unleashed when needed.
True to their word, Piccolo and Vegeta also continued to watch the young warrior as he grew. They were on almost constant alert for anything that could anger him sufficiently. However, as time wore on, they lowered their guard. Gohan showed more control every day and very quickly returned to the happy innocent child they had known. Vegeta resumed his training harder than ever, and Piccolo took up the role of Defender of Earth's Guardian, Dende.
Regardless, there were instances, brief flashes behind his son's dark eyes, where Goku saw the same look he had seen at the fight against Cell. The others may have been fooled, but Goku knew his son still harbored great anger, even if he didn't know it himself.
One year after Cell's defeat, on the anniversary of the Games Bulma decided to throw a party to celebrate Gohan's victory. It was here Gohan's fragile control over himself would shatter like glass.
"Hey Dad, you ready to go?" Asked Gohan as he stepped into his parents' bedroom. Inside he saw his father putting his boots on. He stood, tapped his foot on the bed, and smiled.
"Yep. Your mother and Goten ready?" he asked his son, who was dressed similarly to him in a orange gi over a blue long sleeve shirt. His son grinned and nodded before disappearing. His father smirked and disappeared himself and chased after his son too fast for the eye to see.
They reappeared outside in front of an impatient Chi Chi holding a small baby Goten. The baby looked up at the sudden appearance and laughed while reaching for his older brother. Gohan smiled and gently took the younger half Saiyan from his mother who watched the two boys with pride in her eyes.
"Ready to go Mom?" Gohan asked. Chi Chi nodded and put her hand on her husband's chest. Gohan and Goku both put their middle and index fingers to their foreheads and glanced at each other.
"Race ya?" Goku suggested. Gohan eagerly nodded and in a flash both disappeared. At almost the same instant the family of four reappeared at Capsule Corp in West City, over a thousand miles from their home.
"You know, its really hard to race when we both use INSTANT Transmission." Laughed Gohan. Goku shrugged happily and led his family into the large domed building. Inside he could sense that the rest of the gang had already arrived.
The sliding doors opened and revealed a very happy Krillin. "Hey, you made it!" He yelled and motioned for them to come inside. "Party's already started. You guys are the last to arrive. And who's this little guy?" He asked as he took a close look at Goten who stared at his bald head in fascination.
"This little guy is Goten." Gohan proudly replied. Krillin looked up at the older boy.
"So this is the mini Goku I've heard so much about. I've got to say, he does look a lot like you Goku. And Gohan, you've gotten taller. Not too long ago I remember you were shorter than me" Laughed the old monk.
Gohan scratched the back of his head and laughed. "Well, I was five at the time." Krillin rolled his eyes and led them through another sliding door. This one led to a large domed indoor garden. Inside they could see the whole gang, even Piccolo had shown up.
"Hey, there they are!" announced Bulma as she walked over and gave each of the family a hug.
"Hey Bulma, how have you been?" Asked Goku. Bulma scowled and glanced towards Vegeta, who was leaning against a tree with his arms crossed and eyes closed.
"I tell you, one of these days I'm going to kill that man." Vegeta apparently overheard them and opened one eye to throw a glare at her, but remained silent. Bulma's face turned happy when she looked back at the family in front of her. "How have you guys been? Haven't seen you in forever!"
Goku scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, sorry about that. You know how it is, between training with Gohan and the new baby life has been pretty crazy at our house." Bulma glared half-halfheartedly at him but sighed when he flashed his classic innocent grin.
"You know Goku, you make it really hard to be mad at you sometimes." The sheepish grin continued. Bulma sighed and nodded her head towards the large tables of food that Gohan and Goku had not so subtly been staring at. In a flash Goku disappeared.
Gohan gently handed his younger brother to his mother before disappearing and reappearing beside his father. They sat at a table as a string of robots ferried food to them and empty bowls from them. No one even batted an eye towards the pair, each being quite used to Saiyan eating habits.
A half hour and an Olympic swimming pool worth of food later, the two warriors sighed contentedly and leaned back in their chairs.
"Hey guys, come over here! You'll never believe who's on TV!' Shouted Krillin through laughs. Gohan and Goku peered over curiously and forgot lost track of how far back their chairs were tilted. In perfect sync, the two Son men toppled over backwards. Red faced, the two stood immediately and walked to where the others had gathered.
They all stood around a television with amusement on their faces. Only Piccolo and Vegeta weren't smiling or actively laughing. Vegeta was scowling at the screen and Piccolo looked tense.
"Hey guys, what's so funny?" Gohan asked with a smile. Yamcha glanced at him and answered.
"You know that guy who took credit for defeating Cell?" Gohan nodded, and a mask of neutrality overtook his face. He didn't want credit for defeating Cell, but his Saiyan side didn't exactly love the idea of letting someone else claim his victory. Yamcha didn't notice the young man's change in attitude.
"Well he's making a complete idiot of himself!" Gohan raised an eyebrow and turned his head at the television. It showed a large man with a ridiculous head of hair practically shouting at the camera. Reporters were asking questions and taking pictures of the man at the podium.
"Mr. Satan, for our viewers who haven't already heard, can you tell us of those mysterious fighters who fought Cell while you recovered from your stomach pain?" Asked a red haired woman in the front row. Mr. Satan paused before erupting in boastful laughter.
"Ha! Those weaklings! I could beat them with both hands tied behind my back!" The people who weren't taking notes cheered and clapped. Mr. Satan smiled at their reaction and decided to take it a step further.
"In fact, after the battle, they tried to challenge me! Imagine that, those puny little girls trying to defeat the Great Hercule Satan!" The Z fighters suddenly stopped laughing when they felt a strong wind start. Those who could sense energy immediately shifted their eyes to Gohan who had his fists clenched and was glaring at the television. Mr. Satan continued in his speech.
"So of course I beat a little sense into them and sent them on their way like little girls!" He ended with an arrogant laugh that echoed through the large news hall. Another reporter raised his hand, a thin black man in an expensive suit.
"So Mr. Satan, you're confident that you could easily defeat them again?" He asked. A bead of sweat collected on Mr. Satan's forehead but he continued on, against his better judgment. His image was everything, it was what paid for everything for his family and himself.
"Are you kidding? I'd beat them into the dirt even harder this time! I've got an idea. I officially challenge all those cowards to a rematch. I bet they'll be too scared to come in a hundred miles of here!" Hercule laughed nervously, but the reporters cheered and scribbled without noticing.
Thousands of miles away in West City, a radiant golden light burst from a domed garden behind Capsule Corp.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!" Gohan screamed at the top of his lungs and his hair flashed into a bright blonde. His black eyes turned teal and a gold aura pushed farther and farther away from him. The crowd of people around him fled to cover except for two black haired Saiyans and a tall green Namekian.
"Gohan! You have to calm down! He didn't mean any of it!" Goku yelled to his son. Gohan's power continued rising, completely oblivious to his fathers pleas. Blue electricity crackled around him and grew with his expanding aura. Soon the three observing warriors were forced to take a leap back to avoid being consumed by it.
"My gosh, his power is unbelievable! Where is he getting all this?" Asked Piccolo who was forced to bring his arms up to shield his face. The two Saiyans beside him each turned Super Saiyan to avoid being blown away.
Then, something changed that not a single person expected. Gohan's pure golden aura suddenly changed to an evil orange color, and the bright blue lightning around him flashed blood red.
The boy's shouts grew even louder as the ground shook and nearby buildings began collapsing. The walls and ceiling of the garden were blasted away by Gohan's aura and the massive winds it was producing. The clouds overhead were blown away and the sky itself darkened. Even the clothes Gohan was wearing were being torn away. His blue long sleeves disintegrated and pieces of fabric were ripped away from his orange top. In one final dazzling flash the evil looking aura exploded, leaving everyone in a fifty mile radius momentarily blinded.
When the Z fighters regained their bearings they were horrified at what they saw. Gohan floated above a crater so deep the bottom was invisible. His aura had retracted around him but was still larger than any they had seen before. Its dark orange color shone at them, giving the appearance that they were looking into hell itself.
The blood red lightning danced across Gohan's skin with frightening regularity. Even his eyes were different. Though the centers remained teal, the veins around his eyes was the darkest black imaginable. Gohan looked at them, and that look had returned in spades.
The look he had given Cell in the midst of torturing him, the one that almost sent even Vegeta to his knees in fear. He looked at them for only a moment, his eyes passed over each of their trembling forms, before he looked up and flew away faster than anyone could see.
Only a second later, Goku forced himself out of his trance. He shook his head and raised his power to his absolute maximum. He turned to Vegeta and Piccolo who looked back at him and nodded. Both warriors also powered up before all three blasted after the young half Saiyan.
It was impossible to miss his energy signature. It was overshadowing the whole planet. The three couldn't even sense each other, despite being at their maximum and only feet away from one another. As they raced after him Piccolo was busily thinking to himself.
'Why is he going so slow? With this kind of power he could have been there already, not to mention Instant Transmission. I don't get it, unless he's-' Piccolo blinked. "We have to catch him!" Piccolo shouted over the wind. Vegeta looked at him like he was an idiot.
"What do you think we're trying to do?" He barked at the green skinned warrior. Piccolo shook his head.
"No, you don't get it. He wants us to catch him. I think he know he can't stop himself, so he's doing the only thing he can do. He's trying to slow himself down enough so we can catch him and stop him!" The Namekian shouted back. Vegeta and Goku's eyes bulged and all three fighters gritted their teeth and pushed their speed as fast as they possible could.
Slowly, the trio gained on the boy, and finally caught up to him over a small city a mere twenty miles from his destination. When they were within seeing distance, Gohan abruptly stopped without difficulty. The three fighters skidded to a stop in midair, only managing to come to a complete halt barely twenty feet from the teen.
"You have...to stop...me." Gohan spoke through gritted teeth and his entire body was shaking from rage. Goku floated towards his son and reached out to place a hand on his shoulder. Before he could get within a foot of Gohan, red lightning reached out and struck his hand, wrist, and forearm.
Goku recoiled in pain and held his now smoking arm. Gohan shook his head. "No...that won't work. Please...I don't want to hurt anyone...Please you have to kill me. I...I'm begging you." Tears were rolling down his cheeks but his eyes were as evil as ever, though the three couldn't see that as they were facing his back.
"No Gohan I will not kill you!" Goku shouted. "You're a good boy, I know that. I know that you're angry right now but you have to control it." Goku encouraged his son. Gohan's only reaction was to flare his aura and turn around angrily.
"No! You have to kill me! Kill me now!" Without giving the three time to respond, he launched himself towards his father. Goku didn't know what hit him as Gohan delivered a brutal punch to his gut before clasping his hands over his head and jack-hammering his father to the ground. Goku's body crashed though the hard earth and rubble covered the hole.
Gohan continued his assault by delivering a round house kick to the side of Vegeta's head which sent the Prince tumbling into the side of a distant mountain. Piccolo was the boy's next target and received a vicious backhand that launched him up high into the sky. Before he could recover Gohan was above him with a yellow orb in his right hand which he used to blast his old mentor back towards the ground.
Piccolo crashed and the force of the impact caused a wide crater to open in the ground. The entire assault was over in less than a second. Goku recovered first. Bright yellow light shined through holes in the rubble that covered him before the pile exploded. He floated out and landed on the ground. He looked around for the others and found Piccolo pushing himself up from his hole. Vegeta appeared next to them. All their clothes were now scratch and Vegeta's armor was cracked in several places.
Blood was streaming from where the teen had kicked him and Piccolo's back was smoking. Vegeta glared at Gohan who floated above them and gritted his teeth. "Fine, you want to die? I'll be happy to oblige!" Vegeta blasted towards the youth. Twin balls of energy formed in his hands which he launched at Gohan who remained motionless as the blasts consumed him.
Vegeta smirked and crossed his arms. "Easy enough." He turned his back and began floating back down when he froze. He slowly turned his head to look up and behind him where the dust was dissipating. There floated Gohan, completely untouched. Vegeta scowled again and prepared to attack again when the boy disappeared. The Prince scanned around in confusion until a hand on his shoulder forced him to turn around to look at the angry, evil eyes of his rival's son.
"Not good enough." Those were Gohan's only words before he launched an uppercut at the Prince who was completely unable to avoid it. When Vegeta's body flew upwards, Gohan reached out and grabbed his ankle and pulled him back down with his left hand. He grabbed the back of Vegeta's neck with his right hand and delivered a strong knee to the warrior's gut.
Vegeta's eyes bulged at the pain and blood and saliva flew from his mouth. Gohan delivered another knee to the Prince's stomach, and another. And another. His pace soon grew too fast for either Goku or Piccolo to see. They could only watch in horror as Vegeta cried out in pain. With one last powerful knee to his gut, the Prince's hair faded back to black and his eyes became vacant.
Goku and Piccolo each launched themselves at Gohan at the same moment. Gohan glanced at them and hurled the unconscious Vegeta at Piccolo which sent them both falling to the ground, creating yet another deep crater. Goku flew slightly above his son and brought his fists together and and tried to smash them down on his son's head.
Gohan caught his father's fists with his right hand, pulled him down, and punched him hard in his chest. Goku's vision clouded for a brief instant before he managed to recover and throw his leg at Gohan's head. Gohan easily dodged the blow and put both his hands on his off balance father's back.
Goku's eyes went wide as he felt the energy collect in his son's hands. Goku heard his son's voice, quietly plead to him. "Please Daddy, you have to kill me." Before Goku could respond the energy released, burning his skin and sending him in an uncontrollable nosedive towards the ground. He crashed into the hardened surface once again and the twin balls of energy on his back exploded. A massive fireball erupted where the Saiyan warrior had been.
Piccolo attempted to use the opportunity to sneak up behind his former pupil. He appeared behind Gohan in midair and put his middle and index fingers to his forehead. "Special Beam Cannon!" He shouted as he launched the powerful yellow beam at the teen. Gohan didn't attempt to move out of the way.
He spun around almost slowly and raised his left hand to the beam. When it reached his hand, it instantly began curling into a ball of energy which grew larger as the rest of Piccolo's attack fed into it. When the end of the beam joined the ball, Gohan turned his tear filled, evil eyes on the Namekian who floated in front of him.
"I'm sorry." He said sincerely, before launching the ball back at his old mentor. The yellow ball reached Piccolo before he could even think of dodging,and exploded in bright yellow burst. Piccolo's limp body fell from the sky a moment later and stuck the dirt. He bounced with a sickening thud as purple blood leaked onto the ground.
Gohan looked around to see if anyone was moving. Satisfied that the three fighters weren't getting up, he flew off. He quickly arrived over his target. He looked down and sensed for the man he was looking for. He felt a familiar energy signature and smirked. Slowly, he descended towards Satan Manor.