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Death Goblin- Yes it was sad. Didn't think my first FF would be so dark. It will end happy thought. Oh well
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A.N.- If you made it this far, then you must have some interest. I hope you find this chapter up to par with the last few. I truly am thankful if you leave a comment. This is my first fanfic, so it's not going to be perfect, probably far from perfect. I know my grammar won't be no good and my speling wil suk. But the show must go on!

Ch 4- Stories and Old Friends.

The power was immense. Goahn looked around wondering how he was able to produce so much power. But once his anger subsided his hair began to turn jet black again. Gohan continued to stare in confusion. 'Wow, so that's what it feels like.' Gohan continued to have a questionable look on his face. Then reality hit him, Piccolo had died. Tears continued to stream down his face. His master had died, the one that taught him about everything. After what seemed like forever, Gohan was able to pull himself together. He began to lift himself off of the ground. As he turned to see the ruins of the city off in the distance, the small mushroom cloud began to subside.

He began to fly towards the city, tears still pouring out of his eyes. He needed closure, and seeing where his master's last breaths took place may help. As he got towards the large crater that was left in the middle of the ruined city, he began to see what looked like somebody down there. He decided to go check it out. He saw his Master, or what was left of him. One could hardly recognize him. 'His body somehow survived.' But the truth is that he was dead, and there was no way of bringing him back.

Gohan looked at his surroundings. He was in the center of a huge crater. All that was left was a demolished city, devoid of all life. If everybody didn't die from the androids games, the powerful blast did. 'Piccolo, you were always there for me. What will I do now?' Gohan thought. He was all that was left. Nobody could guide him in fighting. He picked up Piccolo's mangled body and took off in the sky.

The flight to Bulma's was a sad one. Memories of when he first trained for the Sayians flooded his mind. Piccolo taught him how to fight, he was a father figure, a master, but most of all, his best friend. The last few years have been very dark. The world is falling into complete chaos and darkness. Once Gohan touched down in front of Capsule Corp, he laid Piccolo's body on the ground. Tears began to fall from his eyes again.

'Oh no!' Bulma thought looking outside at what was left of Piccolo. Bulma ran downstairs and quickly opened the door. "Gohan, I am so sorry." Bulma had actually become closer to Piccolo over the last year because of Gohan. Gohan has now been adopted by Bulma. Those were Chi Chi's wishes if something ever happen to her. It was a sad sight. "He fought well, and it appeard that he was winning for a brief time, but as normal he was slaughtered by those Androids." Bulma actually became teary. "I hate them all!" Gohan yelled. His eyes began to flicker.

"Calm down." Bulma said getting worried. She knew Sayians to well. She had been around them for most of her life.

"It's time! I am sick of these Androids!" Gohan began to powerup. "Their time has come! I am not going to sit around waiting until all of Earth's population is destroyed!" Gohan yelled.

"Don't Gohan. You know you can't defeat them!" Bulma said an an attempt to calm Gohan. She knew that she had little chance of doing so.

"Listen, I don't care if I die. I am sick of living in this time. I am leaving now" Gohan yelled.

"No! Gohan you stay right here!" Bulma yelled back. But it was too late, he began to start running.

"Stop!" Gohan stopped wondering whose voice that was. Bulma too was curious. Out came from the trees was an old master. Bulma thought 'Now theres a face I haven't seen in a long time.'

"Master Roshi?" Gohan said curiously.

"That's right Gohan. I know how you feel all too well." Master Roshi said.

"How can you possible know what I am dealing with now? Piccolo was my best friend and my master!" Gohan said slightly irritated that he could compare something with that.

"I too went through something just as bad if not worse." Master Roshi said remembering back.

"What can that possibly be?" Gohan said with some curiosity.

"These are not the first dark times in which fear, chaos, and turmoil was the likely fate" Master roshi said. "Heh, Bulma you have heard this story, but Gohan has not." Master Roshi said. "Long long ago, far before your time, your grand fathers time, even before Master Gohan, times were worse than these times. Life was in complete chaos. There was a powerful army of monsters, created by King Piccolo."

"King Piccolo!?" Gohan said. 'I think dad mentioned something about him a long time ago' Gohan thought.

"Yes King Piccolo. He created hundreds of monsters that were terrorizing the world. They killed off a majority of Earth's Population, and had little opposition." Master Roshi said. Bulma and Gohan listened with interest.

Gohan listened, never hearing the history of Piccolo. 'I knew he was evil, but I didn't know something of this magnitude occurred. I always thought it was a rivalry between my dad.' Gohan thought.

"Decades of darkness continued, until the monsters attacked a sacred temple. Here is where I learned how to fight, where my master taught me. The monsters came without warning. Our school, of 30 or so warriors fought hard. Many monsters fell that day, and more great warriors. At the end there were only two warriors left, and still many monsters. Myself and the Crane Hermit." Master Roshi said.

"Crane Hermit?" Gohan said.

"He was Tien's Master, and once my good friend. The monsters still had energy left, and they were about to take us out with a blast. Thankfully because of our immense training, we were able to catch the blast and with any luck, reflect it back to them. Thankfully it was a success. All the monsters were killed. But unfortunately, it was the opening act of King Piccolo himself. He immediately dismissed us with one of his powerful blasts." Master Roshi said.

'Wow, how could Piccolo do that? That's so evil.' Gohan thought. "So King Piccolo is Piccolo, right?" Gohan asked.

"No and yes. King Piccolo is the father of Piccolo, but Piccolo has the same memories of King Piccolo. Basically its him re-incarnated." Master Roshi said.

'How awful' Gohan thought. "So what happened next?"

"Well, My master was away but came back in time. He came back to all of his students dead. He attempted to fight King Piccolo, but failed. Due to his failure infront of his Pupil's, Master Roshi and Crane Hermit, he couldn't bare it. He left just a few days later. Crane Hermit also left. I was all alone, so I head towards the mountains. I trained alone in the mountains for many years. But then one day, my master came back. His time away had been useful, as he tried to find a way to beat King Piccolo. Once out in battle again, my master successfully captured King Piccolo into the Evil Containment Jar. Unfortunatly, because my master used up all his energy he died. I honored my master's last wish to throw the jar into the ocean. Finally that chapter in history was closed. Evil, darkness, terror, turmoil for many decades had finally been vanquished."

'Wow, I never thought that Master Roshi had to go through all of that.' Gohan thought.

"The one thing that kept me training for the possible defeat of King Piccolo was hope. If I let go of that, I would have been killed. Over 50 years, I kept on to hope, and one day it worked. That is why you should do the same Gohan."

'Hope. Those were Piccolo's last words' Gohan thought remembering the telepathic link. "His last words were 'I know there is still hope'." Gohan said.

"He is right, so don't go out there blindly trying to kill the androids. Going in blindly, only powered by hate and anger leads to ones death. That's not what I did" Master Roshi said.

"That's right gohan! You can't go out there, your all I have left after Trunks" Bulma said.

"By the way Bulma" Roshi said with 'hope.'

"What…" Bulma asked wondering what he would want, possibly knowing.

"Well, since we haven't seen each other in years, how bout welcome back smooch kiss on the lips!" Roshi said with hope.

"Eww!" Was the only thing Roshi heard, before he was slapped in the face. 'Some things never change!' Bulma thought angerly. "How can you even do that in these times!" Bulma yelled angrily. Gohan just watched on.

"I was trying to lighten the mood." Master Roshi said.

Gohan knew what Master Roshi said was true. 'Piccolo would never rush into battle. He didn't even rush into this battle, until he had no choice.' Gohan thought. His thoughts began to turn to sadness remembering his best friend. Tears continued to slide down his face.

"Hey Master Roshi!" Bulma said with excitement. "Why don't we use the Evil Containment Wave!"

Roshi looked towards Bulma. "The likelyhood of that working is practically 0." Master Roshi said. Bulma looked down, hoping that may have worked.

"Their power is million times stronger than me. The wave has its limits. Plus, there are 2 androids, and the wave can only do one at a time. By the time I get one in, I will have probably passed on." Master Roshi said with disappointment.

"By the way Bulma, how old is Trunks?" Master Roshi asked curiously.

"Huh? Oh, he just turned two." Bulma said.

"I am going to bury Piccolo back at his favorite waterfall. I will be back within the hour" Gohan said sadly.

"Alright Gohan, but you be careful, remember you are the only person I have left." Bulma said.

"Be careful Gohan, avoid the androids at all costs. I still have something I want to show you" Master Roshi said.

"Ok" Gohan said. 'I wonder what he has to show me.'

'Heh, that should keep him from going out to the androids anytime soon. He is prone to anger, which turns to hate, then blind rage, then most likely death.' Master Roshi thought.

Gohan was just a dot in the sky. "Come inside join us for dinner Master Roshi." Bulma said.

"Puar and Oolong will join us too" Master Roshi said. Bulma smiled.

Gohan had finally made it to his favorite waterfall where he spent a lot of time before the androids. He looked around, it was quite quaint. The androids hadn't reached this remote area. The birds were chirping, it had just rained therefore it was damp. Animals were venturing out after the rainstorm. Nearby was the waterfall. This is where his master meditated, and spent days if not weeks at a time here.

Gohan jetted his hand out at incredible speed. The shockwave put a large hole in the ground. He silently put Piccolo's body in the hole. The location was right underneath a tree, within feet of the waterfall. He silently began to put dirt in the hole to fill it. Once the hole was full, he put rocks around it, so he would remember where it was next time he came to visit his master.

Gohan walked around the area. This was close to where he trained with Piccolo before the Saiyans arrived. It was just over the mountains. His eyes remained teary, remembering the great times he had with his master. He was still close to the waterfall when he noticed something. It was a high power level. It was close. 'Oh no, it's the androids.' Gohan thought, but then realized something. 'Wait, the androids don't have power levels. Who could it be? Nobody knows I'm out here.' He looked around, trying to find the power level. He began to hear some noise. Out came a figure.

"Mr. Popo?" Gohan said, seeing the figure clearly.

"Gohan" Was all Mr. Popo said. He looked off towards the disturbed ground. "So, that's where you buried Piccolo?" Mr. Popo asked.

"Yes, he died just a few hours ago in the city. We were headed back to Bulma's when we were ambushed. It was a horrible battle. At one point Piccolo almost was ahead, and may have won." Gohan said looking down at the ground.

"Yes, I felt the battle going on. Kami was up there with me, but he was part of Piccolo. He died when Piccolo died." Mr. Popo said.

"Oh, I forgot, he died as well, so the dragon balls are out of the question" Gohan said.

"Yes, it's unfortunate. We really need them, but the dragon died when Kami died." Mr. Popo said.

"Wait. Why didn't we use the dragon balls earlier?" Gohan pondered.

"Remember, the dragon attempted to get your father back, but he couldn't, even with his power he couldn't grant that wish. One that dies of natural causes can't be brought back. He used his power, but it didn't work. So we let it go. We didn't foresee this catastrophe, so we didn't think much of it" Mr. Popo said.

"Oh, so all hope is lost." Gohan said sadly.

"There is always hope, you just have to believe in it." Mr. Popo said

"It's so hard to believe that there is hope in these times. It just doesn't seem possible" Gohan said angrily.

"You are going to have to believe. I know it's there." Mr. Popo said.

"I guess you're right, by the way Mr. Popo, why are you out here?" Gohan asked?

"I came to pay my last respects. Kami is part of Piccolo, so when he died they merged back together in the mind. I was also curious to know where you buried the body of Piccolo. I spent my entire life with Kami." Mr. Popo said and began to make his way over to the grave site. He kneeled down, tears falling from his eyes. After many minutes of silence, Mr. Popo broke it. "Listen, train hard, you are the only one left. I will continue to keep an eye on the look out. Its time I returned." Mr. Popo hopped back on his magic carpet, and flew off.

Gohan watched him fly off, then looked back at the grave site. 'I won't you die in vain.' Gohan thought, then turned around and flew off back to West City. Part of West city had been damaged by the Androids, however Capsule Corp remained untouched. As he landed, he was greeted by his father's old friends Puar and Oolong.

"Hey guys!" Gohan said with excitement. It was good to have what was left of the group together. Master Roshi watched as Bulma came outside.

"Why don't you all come in and have some drinks, dinner will be ready soon" Bulma said happily.

"Ok" Everybody said. Master Roshi, Gohan, Oolong and Puar made their way into Capsule Corp following Bulma. They all gathered into the family room. The T.V. was on. They were talking about the Androids.

"The androids attacked recently. This time they didn't leave part of the city intact, they destroyed everything." The newscaster said. He continued on to say "We have had some reports that a fight going on. Some reports even go to say that the Androids were damaged. That may explain why there have been no attacks when they usually attack, around dinner. There is a huge crater right in the center of the city. Nobody knows why it's there, however sketchy reports said that one of the androids caused it during the battle. Right now we have on the line, one of the few locals that fled the town during the fight."

"It was horrible. There was a huge green fighter that took on the black haired android. He allowed me some time to get my two children out of town. Both of them were firing light out of their hands. I think I owe my life to that green fighter" A local said.

"Thanks for telling your story. We will return after these messages." The newscaster said.

"Wow, so that was Piccolo." Oolong said.

"Yes, he fought very hard, at one point he was winning, but the Androids got the best of him" Gohan said starting to look down at the ground due to sadness.

"Listen Gohan, let's not talk about the androids. Let's talk about old times." Master Roshi said.

Gohan nodded, then heard Bulma say "Alright boys, let's eat!" Everybody piled into the dining room. Everybody got their food and sat down. It began quiet and awkward, but then Master Roshi said "So Gohan, how old are you now?"

"12, turning 13 in a month." Gohan said.

"They grow up so fast" Master Roshi said. He continued on to say "I remember when you first came to my island. I can't believe it was that long ago."

"Yeah, I was supprised that Goku had a kid. He just seemed so young, and I still thought of him as a Kid." Bulma said.

"Yeah, it sure surprised us to hear that Goku had a kid." Oolong said.

"Yeah, those were the good old days." Puar said.

Dinner continued on with conversations filled with old times. It was good to have these conversations. Everybody was rather happy, considering the events that had occurred as recently as today.

"Ah. I am so stuffed. Thanks Bulma!" Oolong said.

"Yes, me too, thanks Bulma." Gohan said.

"Well, it's time we fly back to the island. Even with the fastest Capsule Corp. jet, it still takes us nearly 2 hours to get back. Bulma thanks for everything."

"Sure it was my pleasure. It was about time we did this, it's been way to long. Say, how bout we plan to get together on the same day next month?" Bulma said.

"That sounds like a great idea!" Puar said.

"Ok, then we will see you next month." Oolong said.

"Hey Master Roshi?" Gohan Asked.

"Yes sonny?" Master Roshi said.

"Weren't you going to show me something?" Gohan asked.

"Why yes I was. I had something that belonged to your fathers. Why don't you come around tomorrow morning and I will show you." Master Roshi said.

"Ok!" Gohan said with excitement. 'Hmm, I wonder what it is' Gohan thought.

Gohan and Bulma saw their old friends off. "We will see Bulma in one month then, and I will see you tomorrow Gohan." Master Roshi said.

"Ok! Have a safe trip back!" Gohan said. Bulma waved.

"Ok Gohan, its time you take a bath, you haven't taken one in weeks I assume." Bulma said.

"Yeah, I am going back upstairs, I am still hungry so I'll be down in the kitchen after my shower." Gohan said.

"How can you possibly be hungry after eating all that dinner!" Bulma said. Bulma continued on to say "Oh yes, that's right, you're a Sayian, how I forget is beyond me."

"Ok. Be back down in a few" Gohan said as he walked back inside the house and upstairs.

A.N.- Thanks for reading this chapter. What will happen next? Long ways to go. What does Master Roshi want to show Gohan? As of now, I don't know when I will update, could be within a few days or possible a week. Thanks again and your comments are appreciated.