TITLE: LORD ABAGON AND THE CURSE OF THOSE HALF OR LESS

SUMMARY: Gohan has had strange outburst of power since he was a very young child. Moments of great strength that he can't seem to recall or control. No one knew why this would happen. But when Goku forces Gohan to fight Cell at the Cell games the truth is revealed, and it's a truth more devastating than Cell ever was. What will the gang do?

This changes the lives of all the Saiyans, but especially those half or less.

CH4

Congratulations

"This can't be... You can't be..." Gohan stopped immediately bringing his hands out in front of him, he made sure he could move his fingers of his own free will, and he could.

"Oh stop freaking out," Abagon sighed. "You're not in a strong enough state for me to possess you... But you're more than welcome to power up. If you wish."

"Like I would..." Gohan snapped frowning. "How are we even talking..."

"I don't know," Abagon retorted. "I may be a God but I'm not all knowing. Though I like this. It's nice. I'll be able to talk to someone."

This was true, Abagon wasn't exactly sure how he was speaking to Gohan right now. He never could before. But he assumed it was something like opening a flood gate for the first time, and how closing it could mean a little bit of water still seeps through because the seal was broken.

"I have nothing to say to you," Gohan spat. "You killed my friends!"

"Oh whatever, you wished them back," he snapped. "So there is no need to be rude. I'll just be quiet, you won't even know I'm here."

Gohan frowned with an, I'm not buying any of your shit, expression.

Abagon sudden let out a harsh nearly cruel sounding laugh. "Yeah, I didn't believe me either."

Gohan knelt down and picked up the chair he had knocked over, he set it up right feeling uneasy.

"So... what ya readin'?"

Ignore him, Gohan thought to himself as he took his seat once again and picked up his pencil. Ignore him and he will go away.

"You're not gonna ignore me..." he pointed out.

Gohan didn't answer he started doing an equation on his math assignment. What is the product of Matrix A and Matrix C, Gohan read silently. The top left entry is the first row multiplied by the first column so we start with—

"You're doing it wrong."

Gohan took a deep breath and then continued aloud. "The first row multiplied by the first column will give me—"

"Look closer Gohan, you already screwed up."

"I haven't even started!" Gohan snapped.

"Oh look you're talking to me..."

"Just— Stop interrupting me."

"I would if you were doing it right."

"I AM doing it right!"

"No you're not."

"Do you want to do the problem?" Gohan snapped.

"Well, if I did you'd certainly get a better grade."

"UGH!" Gohan turned back to the paper. This is going to be a two by two matrix, the top left entry is derived from the first row multiplied by the first column—

"Gohan seriously, if you're not gonna do it fucking right then—"

"I haven't started!" Gohan snapped rather louder than he intended. "You can't get a problem wrong if you haven't started."

"The number of columns isn't equal to the number of rows. Which means it's an invalid matrix, it can't be solved, and you should have know that before you started the damn question!" Abagon snapped back, yelling almost as loud as Gohan had. Except that only Gohan could hear his yelling and he winced because it sounded as though someone were standing just behind him screaming.

Chichi opened the door to Gohan's room peering around the door at him. "Are you alright Gohan?"

"Uh... yeah..." Gohan answered.

"Want me to bring you something to drink?"

"Sure..."

Chichi nodded happily closing the door as she hummed a song to herself. She always seemed happiest when Gohan was studying.

Gohan turned back to his paper staring at the question and realized, "You're right..."

"Of course I am," Abagon admitted shamelessly.

"How do know how to solve matrices?"

"I had to read every damn book you did..." Abagon pointed out with a tone of annoyance. "Homework is boring. Let's go train."

"I have to finish this," Gohan explained writing his answer for the first one before moving on to the second.

"Seriously! I'm bored out my skull here! Well your skull... Let's compromise. Give me thirty minutes of training time, and then I will give you thirty minutes of homework time where I won't say a word. Deal?"

"No!" Gohan snapped. "I'm not compromising over the use of my own time. This is my life, my body and I'm going to do whatever I want to!"

"Fine..." Abagon snapped sounding even more upset.

Gohan started doing the second problem and when he was half way through...

"You're doing it wrong... Again..."

"Then I'm doing it wrong... now be quiet..." Gohan frowned before re-looking at the problem. He grabbed his eraser removing the most recent marks and he heard Abagon laugh.

"I lied that was right after all."

Gohan gripped his pencil so tightly in frustration that it snapped.

"Aw damn, look at that. And you liked the blue one..." Gohan threw the broken pencil to the other side of the room before grabbing another one from his pencil case.

"You know we're really not that partial to red... Use the purple one."

"They're just pencils, the color doesn't matter..." Gohan explained a tone of annoyance in every syllable.

"Fine..."

"..." Gohan returned to his work and he managed to get almost that entire problem done when suddenly he heard a horrific bloodcurdling scream and he jumped to his feet hitting the tray Chichi was carrying sending the drink she was bringing him to spill all down her front.

"GOHAN!"

"Uh... sorry Mom..." Gohan could hear Abagon laughing in the back of his head. I timed that perfectly.

"What's wrong with you?" Chichi sighed trying to pat herself dry with her apron.

"I'm so sorry... I..."

"I'm gonna change and then I'll bring you another glass, and don't make me drop it this time."

With that she hurried away...

"That was childish..." Gohan snapped.

"That was fun... Well, not as fun as training, but I gotta take what I can get being stuck in your head."

"Look," Gohan sighed. "Just... leave me alone..."

"If you want to be left alone then go kill yourself. If you don't want to do that, then I suggest we figure out a way where we can both be happy. So it's compromise time. I will be happy if you train everyday."

"I don't have time to train everyday," Gohan explained he was thinking about the homework he had to catch up on.

"Well I have plenty time to make your life fucking miserable. All the time in the world in fact. So you can either do what I tell you and I'll keep your life bearable. Or you can not do what I tell you and I'll make your life so miserable that you will kill yourself just to get away from me. I mean, it'll be awfully hard to study if I'm constantly telling you your answers are wrong. And it'll be nearly impossible to sleep if I scream the whole night. Even saiyans have to sleep at some point..."

He's acting like a spoiled child who isn't getting their way, Gohan frowned. How would you calm a child down...

"Stop calling me a child, I'm literally older than everyone," he snapped. "And I can still hear every thought in your head even when you're not directly trying to speak to me."

"...fine. I'll train," Gohan exhaled admitting defeat. "But only if you're quiet when I'm studying."

"You won't hear a peep from me," Abagon responded.

This was working out better than planned for Abagon. He knew it was only a matter of time before Gohan would have to transform into super saiyan two at some point. And if he could keep Gohan training up until that point then that means Gohan's body will be able to sustain a higher power level when he does finally take over again. He couldn't wait...

Goku was fighting a bit of an internal battle as well. Now that he knew about Abagon... All he could think about was fighting him. But the only way he could think to fight him was letting him possess Gohan again, but he couldn't fight that serious of a battle with his son. Damn... What was he supposed to do?

He was outside laying down on the bank of a river near their house, when...

"Dad?"

Goku opened his eyes to see Gohan sanding a few feet away.

"What's up?"

"Will... Will you train with me?" he asked shyly.

Goku jumped up at that. "Really? You rarely ever want to train, and when we have no one to train to fight either..."

"Well... I just felt like it today," he lied, Goku cared about his child, but in truth. He just didn't know Gohan well enough to be able to tell when he was lying or when something else might be wrong.

Goku's expression immediately broke into a smile. "Awesome, let's move away from the house a bit so we don't accidentally blow it up."

Their training session lasted an over an hour, much longer than Gohan had intended. It was both difficult and easier to train with Abagon in his head. It was difficult because he would plan one thing and Abagon would contradict him. But easier because after awhile, he stopped thinking for himself and listened to his instructions. More than once he caught his Dad off guard.

They were sparing without going Super Saiyan, and after Gohan had knocked him down twice he got his feet and suggested it, an excited smile on his face.

Gohan frowned wiping some sweat from his forehead, "Dad I can't, you know that Abagon could—"

"He said you had to go to the second level," Goku explained. "We'll just stay at the first..."

He pointed this out as if it were as cut and dry as that, but Gohan knew it wasn't, and he really didn't want to fight anymore...

"Yes go ahead and do that!" Abagon said excitedly knowing that if he was already in his super saiyan form their was a very good chance he could slip into the next level.

No, Gohan thought the words to Abagon so his Dad wouldn't hear. You said a half hour, it's been way more than that...

"Look whatever training time you give me, I'll give you the same amount of study time... Okay... Look at him, have you ever seen your Dad so happy?"

Goku was indeed grinning as he stretched, preparing for round two. Gohan frowned watching him and Abagon chimed in, "He's just so happy to have a son that actually wants to do the things he's interested in..."

Goku took his stance and went super saiyan, giving in with a sigh, Gohan transformed too. Their sparing session began, this time was a lot more difficult because he had the natrual desire of wanting to power up to keep ahead of his opponent, but at the same time he knew he couldn't do that, despite Abagon saying everything he could to try and trick him into it.

Then mid-punch he spoke up. "Oh, damn Gohan I forgot to tell you. Congratulations on becoming a big brother."

"A what?" losing focus Goku was able to hit Gohan, and he fell back on the ground rolling into a crouching position. It wasn't that hard of a hit, but loosing focus as quickly as he had had caused him to go flying quite a ways back.

"Heh, sorry Gohan, I must have hit you harder than I thought," Goku said heading over to him he held out his hand helping Gohan to his feet.

"GOOOOOKU!"

They turned to see Chichi running towards them excitedly. She looked surprised to see Gohan out there. "Gohan what are you—. Never mind, I'm glad you're both together. The doctor just called me."

"Why?" Goku asked frowning, he powered down and looped his thumbs through his belt sash.

"Well, as it turns out. I'm pregnant!" she exclaimed smiling.

Goku smiled as well and she hugged him celebrating.

How did you know, Gohan frowned watching Goku spin his Mother around happily.

"I can see into the mind of every saiyan remember? Don't matter how little, they just have to be alive."

"Gohan did you hear me?" she asked taking a few steps toward him.

He powered down and gave her the best fake smile he could manage. "Yeah, Mom. That's great."

It wasn't as though he weren't happy to be a big brother, no. That wasn't the problem. Gohan just knew that another half saiyan meant another person that Abagon could potentially take over...

Hope you guys like! Thanks to those of you who are reviewing! I know this chapter is a tad short, but this was just felt like the best place to end the chapter.