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Nahog flew to the window. Goten looked up to see
an almost exact replica of his older brother staring at him. Goten stared
in shock for what seemed like forever at the man who appeared to be his
brother, before noticing a few differences. The cut of his hair was the
only thing that set Gohan and him apart.
"Gohan," Goten said questionably, he took another
look at his "brother", "No," he said, "you are not Gohan."
"How perceptive Goten," Nahog said sarcastically
"it only took you an hour to figure that out."
Bulma took this moment to wake up and promptly
scream in shock. Goten quickly looked over, an action that almost cost
him his life. If Goten's warrior instincts hadn't kicked in he would of
gotten a hand threw his back.
Goten reeled in surprise. Before he could blink
Nahog lunged again, if Nahog hadn't switched directions at the last moment
Goten would have found a hand grasping at his heart.
Still facing forward Goten heard a choked gasping
cry behind him. "Bulma," he shouted his numbed mind not wanting to
actually believe what had just occurred.
Quickly letting his instincts take over he leapt
down the stairs, narrowly dodging a fist in the process. Nahog was not
about to let his prey get away from him. He was quickly down the stairs
and running after Goten.
Goten ran faster it seemed then he had ever run
in his life. But he still couldn't get away. Everywhere he turned Nahog
was there. When he went up some stairs Nahog was waiting, when he turned
down a corridor Nahog was already at the end waiting for Goten to come
to him. And the worst part was that Goten was lost. He didn't know how
it had happened. He had practically grown up in this house. He had explored
it with Trunks at least a million times. There was no way he could of gotten
lost. Still that didn't help that room over there look any more familiar.
Just as all hope seemed to be gone. Just as Nahog's
hand was reaching for his back. An amazing thing happened, Goten ran into
someone. A certain someone named Vegeta.
"What are you doing brat." Vegeta hissed in anger.
His day was already turning bad, add to it the fact that he had just been
run over by Kakarot's brat, well lets just say this wasn't helping his
temper any.
"Evil Gohan," Goten sputtered turning around to
point at Nahog. The only problem was, Nahog wasn't there.
"What are you talking about," Vegeta asked raising
an eyebrow at the young man who was gasping for air in front of him.
"Evil Gohan killed everyone, except for me, I got
away" Goten said still slightly out of breath.
"Where's Bulma," Vegeta said while considering
putting him in a strait jacket so Bulma could call the looney bin.
"Up stairs," Goten said in a patient tone.
"What are they doing," Vegeta asked in a voice
that implied he was talking to somebody dumber then Son Goku.
"Bleeding," Goten said in a slightly hysterical
sing song voice.
"Ah," Vegeta said nodding his head, "bleeding.
What , what do you mean they're bleeding." He yelled the implications of
what Goten had just said finally kicking in.
"They're dead," Goten said in a tone implying that
nothing was wrong with what he had just said.
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Vegeta stared at Goten for a few seconds. His shocked
mind still not comprehending what he had just been told. Surely Goten must
have lost it. An evil Gohan? Really the boy must of been sleep walking
or something. These thoughts didn't stop Vegeta from following Goten though.
They also didn't make it any easier for him to see his worst nightmares
come true.
When the other Z fighters came back to the house
they found a shocked Vegeta siting quietly in the living room. They
tried talking to him, he didn't answer. Goku even resorted to punching
Vegeta in the arm to make him snap out of it. It didn't work.
"Dead, dead, dead," the Z fighters heard a voice
sing out. "They all went boom!"
Everyone turned around to find a happy Goten skipping
around, a piece of paper tightly clutched in his hand. He laughed and sat
down on the floor.
"So what do you want to do today Trunks," he asked
the chair next to him. "Go sparring? Yeah, you're right, that would be
fun."
The z senshi looked at each other in surprise.
They all were wondering the same thing, why was Goten singing about people
dying and talking to a nonexistent Trunks?
"Goten," Goku asked stepping forward.
Goten looked up, smiled and exclaimed daddy in
a happy voice. That in it's self made the Z senshi know something was wrong.
Goten had never in his life called Goku daddy, not even when he had been
a little child. It was especially weird now seeing that Goten was going
threw that stage in life where he was convinced that he didn't need his
parents help.
"Goten where's Bulma," Goku asked slightly dismayed
by Goten's display of craziness.
"Upstairs," Goten exclaimed in a child like voice.
"All right Goten, we'll be right back." Goku said
as he and the other z senshi started up the carpeted stairs to the second
floor.
"Kakarot," a voice growled.
"Yes Vegeta."
"Be careful."
"Don't worry I will," Goku said shrugging off Vegeta's
warning with his usual carefree spirit. Goku of course would later regret
shrugging this warning off. At the moment though all he cared about was
finding Bulma and figuring out what was bugging Vegeta and Goten so. And
getting some dinner, you can't forget the food.
Odd place to end a chapter huh? I just didn't feel like writing more and thought it was mean to keep you waiting, so here it is the 4th chapter. I'd like to take this time to dedicate this chapter my dearest littlest kitten, who is right now under my feet begging for attention. Yes she's where I got my authors name from. Her real name's Aramina. we just call her the littlest kitten. So anywho, I don't know why everybody has to die in my story. Don't blame me it's the cannibal clowns talking. At the beginning only Gohan was going to die. You can't write a good DBZ angst without Gohan dying. It's a must have for all good stories. So sorry if I killed your favorite character, do not blame me, blame Ratburt. You can e-mail him at sabylmoonshadow@aol.com, Cassie will relay your message to him. By the way it's Cassies fault that Bulma died not mine. This was supposed to be the last chapter but it started to get to long, I wouldn't of been able to finish if I didn't end this one now. It was boring me. So in for another chapter, hopefully only one, and of course an epilogue.=^.^=