GOHAN'S POV
I've been walking in this deserted landscape for quite some time now, seeing nothing interesting. I found a tree that I could take a small rest on, and I soon was fast asleep, that is until somebody knocked me over the head with what felt like a baseball bat.
"Are you alive, son?" a shriveled old man stood before me. He had extremely pale skin, and a grey beard that hung down to his waist, he wore big cap on his head, probably to cover a bald spot. I got up, scowling,
"Of course I'm alive you old sack of crap!" I yelled as I stood, I was surprised, I had never used such language before, and I wasn't going to start now, I straightened myself and began to apologize, but again my words surprised me,
"Tell me one reason I shouldn't kill you for cheapshotting me like that?"
"Oh dear, you're a wild one, aren't you?" he narrowed his eyes, seemingly scanning me.
"What's it to you?" I mentally scolded myself, my mother would be so angry! And then it hit me, I probably wouldn't see my mother again. I tightened my fist, I expected to be sad, but I wasn't. I was angry. Angry that I couldn't return home, angry that my father didn't come rescue me, angry that I would never see my family and friends again.
"Hello? You deaf or something?" the old man bonked me again,
"Quit it you old creep!" I yelled at him, and he began to chuckle,
"You've got some spunk! Follow me kid, I got something to show ya." I grimaced and followed him through the forest, 'I don't understand why I'm so angry… I hope I can fix it somehow. Though I like the freedom…' I smirked at that last remark, I might like this new me…
BACK ON EARTH…
"This is your last chance, Raditz! WHERE DID YOU TAKE MY SON?" A blonde warrior slammed his fist into Raditz's stomach,
"I-I told you..." Raditz said, coughing up blood, tears coming from his eyes, "He took off to Kami knows where in my spaceship."
"LIAR!" Super Saiyan Goku slapped Raditz, knocking him unconscious, this had been going on for seven months straight, Goku, enraged at the fact that Gohan was gone, transformed, and took Raditz captive, interrogating him every day, to find out the whereabouts of his son. Ever since that day, he hasn't calmed down. When Vegeta and Nappa came to rescue Raditz, Goku obliterated Nappa, and Vegeta flew off onto space out of fear for his life, the Super Saiyan was an unstoppable force of anger.
One day, while Goku was doing his routine interrogation, Raditz said something awfully interesting…
"Where is he?!" Goku yelled, ad Raditz hung from his post. He had become numb, the hits tearing through his skin, but he didn't feel them,
"K-Kakarott…" Raditz said before Goku could hit him,
"Why don't you look for him yourself?" Raditz choked out, he gave Goku a smile and the life left his body,
Goku dropped to his knees, with Raditz's death; he could no longer get answers. So he decided to take his advice, he picked up a phone and dialed a number he had not called in a very long time…
GOHAN'S POV
Back at the old man's hut, he gave me a new outfit, and sat down with me for tea.
"Now son," The man took a long sip, and I found myself getting slightly irritated at him holding off so long.
"Old-!" "Don't interrupt me, child." The man put down his drink and looked into my eyes, seemingly staring into the depths of my soul,
"Why do you fight, son?" He said it very seriously, but I shook the words off,
"I don't fight, I'm a scholar. I huffed, in a proud tone.
"Oh really?" He swung his cane at me, and I instinctively grabbed it out of mid air, shooting a dirty look at him.
"What's wrong with you?" I yelled at him, but he was already sending a foot towards my face, I dodged at the last second and grabbed his leg, throwing him through the wall. I jumped through after him, seeing him on his feet,
"Get ready to defend yourself, young one." The old man said with a smile, I scowled at him,
"At least tell me your name, so I know what to write on your grave." I said back, getting into the one fighting position that my father taught me.
"My name is, ÑϘﻦŢȀ. But in the universal language, my name is Skril." He rushed me throwing extremely fast punches and kicks, I did my best to dodge, and when I saw an opening, I slammed my fist into his stomach, causing him to double over, taking the advantage, I flipped back and kicked him in the face, sending him into a tree.
Skril caught himself in mid air, landing gently. "Does a scholar fight like that, son?"
"I guess not," I smiled, despite myself. The adrenaline that came from battle felt good, really good. Like that was the one thing that made my life whole again. Screw Earth, as long as I can keep fighting, I'll be okay.
"Now answer me," Skril got into a weird fighting stance, "Why do you fight? Why do you survive?"
I resumed my original stance, and smirked at Skril,
"My name is Gohan." I looked up at him with the fiercest stare I've ever done, "And I fight to feel alive! I survive only to fight!" I yelled at Skril, before the two of us collided to battle.
