Hunter x Hunter x Saiyan

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Chapter 7: Confrontations x and x Reveals

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Colonel Silver has never been this annoyed before. They've been tracking an energy signal in the hot desert for hours. Slamming the tracker on the dashboard, he huffed angrily as one of his lower class soldiers drove the vehicle they were in. They've been driving for the past 6 hours, following the energy signal that went off crazy hours ago.

"This is stupid," He huffs before wiping his forehead. "Gero's crazy, maybe he's seeing things. I mean, he's not the smartest doctor in the Army."

Then the tracker began to beep, causing the truck to stop and Silver stepping outside.

"How close is it?" The driver asks as he leaned out the window at Colonel Silver.

Said man pointed right, "It's coming from that way!"

He looked up from the monitor and noticed how his spot was cooler than usual. The airship was blocking the sun, casting a huge shadow over him. As it got closer, the monitor would get louder and the constant beeping was faster.

Then it stopped.

"What?" He asks in shock before hitting the tracker a few times. "Why did it suddenly shut off?"

The driver blinked a few times, "Maybe it's broken?"

Silver growled, throwing the monitor at the driver and hitting him in the head. "Idiot! It doesn't matter if it's broken now! We know where the signal is coming from! The airship above us."

A soldier from the back of the truck jumped off and approached him.

"But sir, that's official government property." He warns. "If we interfere, they could arrest or kill us all!"

Colonel Silver scoffed, "The Hunter Association, a perfect place to look. We'll simply look some things over and if they get violent, we get violent."


Gohan awoke with a gasp, sitting up from the bed. He just had a strange feeling about something, but what was it? Were his friends in trouble? Was he in trouble?

He squinted his eyes; the sun was so bright. He lowered the blanket that had once covered him, scrunching it into a ball. How long was he out? It felt like he was sleeping forever. Then he thought back to the sparring match with Netero, the memories filling his head.

There was no denying it though, he did get messed up pretty bad.

Netero was stronger than he expected him to be. He never thought he had to transform past a Super Saiyan to defeat him; an old man who looked old enough to be a great-grandfather. Now he knows how his father felt fighting Jackie Chun at the World Martial Arts Tournament.

"Ah, I see you're awake."

Gohan nearly jumped when Satotz entered the room, holding a folder in his hands. He couldn't tell if he was either smiling at him for being awake, or worried that he might've lost his memory.

"Where am I?" The Saiyan asked with a groan, rubbing his eyes to rub the sleepiness off.

Satotz grabbed a chair and sat down next to him. "You're in the infirmary. We bandaged you up when you were unconscious. But I must say you have amazing blood cells, your cuts healed quickly than any other person out there. We barely used any medicine on you."

'Thanks to my Saiyan cells I guess.' Gohan chuckled to himself at the thought while feeling the bandage that circled around his dome. His right arm was covered with bandages and his clothes were sown back together. "How long was I out?"

"A few days, actually, but you missed nothing important." He replies. "Your friend, Killua was it? He was kind enough to drop you off and stay with you here until you were awake." Satotz says, making Gohan raise an eyebrow. "However, Phase Three had just begun and there was no time to lose."

"Wow, Killua wanted to do that?" He asks in surprise as the examiner nodded. "He cares about me that much?"

Satotz nodded again, "Well I hope so. You, him, and the other boys are friends, correct?" Gohan nodded. "Now, onto more important things…" Gohan blinked at the man when he held his hand out, waiting for him to shake it.

"Uh…I…" He stuttered, staring at the hand. Then he remembered something very important. "I can't now…I need to find my friends. They've helped me out so I have to help them."

"You can." Satotz mutters before clasping his hand on his until letting go. "Just as someone who has failed the exam can no longer pass, someone who has passed the exam can no longer fail. The rest is up to you. You can go help your friends. I'm sure you're concerned for their safety."

"Thank you, Satotz-san!" Gohan smiled at him before jumping on top of the bed.

"Wait!" He stopped him from sprinting out the door. "First, I must give you this." He grabbed the folder from his lap and opened it. Inside was a license with his full name on it with the Hunter logo on top, followed by a signature from Netero.

Satotz handed him the card, which Gohan began to examine. "So this is my Hunter license?"

"Most Hunters consider this more valuable than their lives, yet no more than a worthless scrap of paper at the same time." He says, causing the Saiyan to blink a couple of times. "However, if you feel unqualified to be a pro, you are free to destroy or put away your license. You can even sell it, since no one else will be able to use it. However, a person who has passed the Hunter Exam will not be allowed to take it again. Professional Hunters are treated well, largely due to our predecessors' efforts. Hence, there are many applicants who harbor ill intentions."

"If it weren't for them, we would accept every person who applied." He stopped for a moment before continuing. "But, the important thing is what you accomplish once you become a Hunter. I have faith in your judgment."

Gohan grinned from ear to ear and nodded at the examiner. "Thank you, Satotz-san!"

"Allow me to congratulate you." He held his hand out once again and this time, Gohan shook it on his own. "Your friends are on Zevil Island, a few miles from here. You can catch them if you're flying, correct? I'll just inform the examiner that you will be on your way. But I must advise you, the Phase ends soon. You sure you don't want to wait?"

Before Gohan could answer, there was a knock on the door, revealing Netero in the doorway wearing his usual robe. He had one bandage on the middle of his forehead. When he spotted Gohan, he grinned.

"I've been looking for you, Gohan." He grins as Satotz stood up from his seat. "I need to discuss some things with you…alone." He finished his sentence with his eyes on Satotz, who nodded and walked outside the room and closing the door.

The Son boy rose an eyebrow at the Chairman, "What is it?"

Netero rubbed his chin, "I need some help deciding what the final Phase should be. I figured you were just the right person to help."

This was a surprise. The Chairman of the Hunter Selection Committee needed help finding a Phase? And he turns to a 12 year old for help? 'That's kinda funny.' He thinks before standing up on his feet and slipping his Piccolo like shoes on.

"Why won't you try something new?" He asks, walking closer to the Chairman.

"Something new?" He repeats, rubbing the end of his beard. "Like what, exactly?"

Gohan shrugged, "I don't know, maybe a tournament? You haven't tried one of those yet. Also, it'll help to see what rookie has the most skill."

Netero nodded before snapping his fingers. "Great idea, Gohan! And whoever wins gets to be a Hunter!"

"Well, do you know how many people passed Phase Four?" He really wanted to know if any of his friends passed; Gon, Killua, Kurapika, or Lerorio. Hopefully, all 4 of them passed and no harm was done to them. But Hisoka…he hoped some harm was done to him.

"Unfortunately, not yet." He replies, looking out into the hallway as if he was in a dream. "But don't worry, I have a feeling your friends made it. Well, one of them if not. Tell me, who else are you training? Is that Gon boy your only pupil?"

Gohan shook his head. "I'm training Killua too. Actually, I was hoping we could start later today."

"Well, you are welcome to use the gym if you'd like." Netero offers was obviously gold to Gohan. Finally, somewhere big to train in. "More Ki learning?" Gohan nodded. "These boys look up to you almost like you're their own brother. That's great."

"I should be going." Gohan says quickly as if he was impatient. "I have to meet Gon and the others where the Fourth Phase is." With that, Netero stepped aside and let the demi-Saiyan walk past him. Gohan never bothered looking back, he just wanted to make sure they were okay, especially from Hisoka.

"Don't help any of the applicants unless they are in serious danger." Netero warns, stopping Gohan in his tracks. Again, the boy didn't look back. "And please, don't start any trouble. This Phase is about hunting or being hunted, so you must keep quiet for the applicants. You may be a Hunter, but this is still the exam."

Gohan nodded before opening one of the windows and jumping out.


All of this was too easy for him. Those three brothers weren't even a challenge for him. Good thing he already has enough badges to pass and face no more boring people. Well, he hopes he could run into Gon. 'I wonder how he's doing.' Gon was strong, he had to be doing fine! That's his friend!

Killua looked up at the sky, a frown forming on his lips and his eyes sad.

"I hope Gohan can wake up soon." He mumbles before sighing. Nothing was on his mind but wondering when Gohan was going to recover. Back on Trick Tower, Gon kept on telling him he was going to be fine, but he wasn't so sure. When they found him, he was in pretty bad shape with cuts and bruises all over his body. He had no idea an old fart like Netero could do all that damage to him. He could see Hisoka doing something like that…but Netero? The Chairman?

"Leorio could've fixed him up…he would've been here right now." He complains, kicking a rock. "We would be training and laughing and…" He cut off his own sentence with a groan in frustration. "I want to be as strong as him and look at me…whining to myself…"

"Killua!"

The white haired assassin gasped when he heard the familiar voice from the distance.

It was Gohan, fully recovered and flying right above him. He was laughing before landing in front of him, smiling.

In a blur, Killua squeezed the Saiyan with an iron-like grip. Gohan yelped at the sudden action, looking at his friend with a smile as he kept on talking about how happy he was that he woke up. Good thing he was okay, there would've been a problem if he wasn't.

Suddenly, the assassin's mood turned 180 degrees. He narrowed his eyes at his sensei before clutching his shoulders and shook him violently.

"You've got us worried, you know?!" He rants, still shaking the now dizzy Gohan. "You've been asleep for days! I thought you were in a coma, dammit!" He stopped shaking him but aimed for his face. He grabbed ahold of his cheeks and stretched them out. "Look at you with those bandages! Don't get us worried like that again! Okay?!"

"Killua, stop…" Gohan barely manages to say with a blush. Killua's thumbs were inside his mouth and stretching his cheek from the inside. "I get it, I'm sorry! Just stop what you're doing!"

Not waiting for a response, the demi-Saiyan clasped his hands on the other boy's hair and began yanking it. Killua hissed and let go of his cheeks, so Gohan let go of his hair. Both of them rubbed their sore area, silence filling the air.

"Where's Gon?" He asks, breaking the silence.

Killua shrugged, "I don't know, somewhere on this island. I was just going back to wait for the examiner to show her my tags." He held out three tags; one had #99 on it and the other had #199.

"You guys are hunting for tags?" He asks, making the assassin nod.

"It was fun at first, but the person I was hunting for was so boring." He then slumped his shoulders and sighed. "Hopefully, the Final Phase won't be boring. I want to fight some good people; like you if you were still participating, even though I wouldn't stand a chance."

'Against me?' He rose his eyebrows at the statement. He felt rather flattered, actually. It sounds like something his Dad would say; he wouldn't stand a chance but still wanted to fight him.

"Ah, I hope we can train soon." He breaths out, placing a hand behind his head. "I want to learn how to fight like you do. If someone like you can defeat Netero-san and you train me, I'll be the best assassin ever! Maybe I'll beat up Hisoka just for the heck of it."

Gohan narrowed his eyes, a serious expression on his face.

"No, Killua." He snaps, causing the white haired boy to raise an eyebrow at him. "I'm training you to protect you and the ones you care about. I'm training you to protect everyone, not to just beat people up for the heck of it. And you don't kill for fun either. You kill when it's necessary; like when someone is threatening you or your friends. That's why I decided to train you, Killua. You're not going to use this power to beat people up, no, you're using it to look out for Gon or me."

"There are rules to this?!" Killua nearly yells, stomping his foot on the ground. "That's stupid! I'm an assassin, I'm supposed to kill!"

"You don't have to be one. You don't have to kill."

Killua opened his mouth to say something, but the words just wouldn't come out. His family were trained assassins, it's in his blood to be one. But then again, maybe he was right. He could just change his life around if he wanted to…

"It's not that easy." He mumbled, walking past his sensei with his head low. Gohan frowned as he watched his friend leave. "You wouldn't understand…See you later."

Nobody was to blame but himself. He shouldn't have said those things. And now he saw his friend leave, his head hung low, probably blaming him for it. He stood there for a while, even when Killua's silhouette had disappeared, he still stood in the same spot.

He's never seen his Dad abandon any of his friends. And that's just what he's doing; letting him go. Should he hurry and catch him? Or let him walk away from him? But Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio, what about them? He can't abandon them too. They could be trapped or in trouble…

What if Hi-

"What do we have here?"

With a small gasp, Gohan turned around and stood face to face with Hisoka, who was smiling at him. In his hands was his playing cards, shuffling them as he chuckled and walked closer to the preteen. Gohan growled, his arms cocked back in case he threw any punches.

"What happened to you, Gohan-kun?" He asks with the smile still on his face. The Saiyan shivered when "-Kun" was added to his name. "Got in a little fight? Against who? Don't tell me it was an Examiner, which would be ridiculous. Was it against The Chairman?"

"And if it was?" He spat, glaring at the magician. If looks could kill, Hisoka would be more than dead.

Hisoka chuckled, "I like that look you're giving me. It makes you look more dominant." The chuckling stopped as he closed his eyes, uncrossing his arms. "But, I love someone with a good challenge. If you could defeat the Chairman, that means I can't go easy on you."

The shuffling of the cards stopped and they were all pointing at Gohan, as if they were guns ready to fire. Hisoka squinted his eyes at the Saiyan, licking his lips as he waited for him to go in a stance.

However, he never did.

With a smirk, Gohan reached in his pocket and pulled out his license, flashing it at the magician. Hisoka's eyes went a little wide as he collected his cards together. Did his eyes deceive him? Gohan-kun has his license before he did? How?!

"According to the rules," His smirk grew bigger after every word. "An applicant can't kill a Hunter unless said applicant has a license. If you do kill me, you'll be disqualified from the Exam and be in deep trouble." He stepped closer to the magician, his face showing smug. "So, what's it gonna be Hisoka? Kill me and be disqualified? Or leave me alone, become a Hunter, then kill me?"

Hisoka was silent for a moment as he continued to stare at the Saiyan. Words never dared to escape his mouth. He was right, though. If he did kill him, he'll be disqualified. It's best to just leave him alone…for now. When the right time comes, he'll fight him.

"You're smart, little boy." He purrs, causing the Saiyan to scrunch his face in disgust. "Very smart indeed. Very well, I'll leave you alone. But when I become a Hunter, you best watch out. I can attack from anywhere, anytime."

With that, the magician walked away with another chuckle. Gohan sighed in relief. 'At least I don't have to deal with Hisoka anymore. I should keep my guard up, though. I know he has a few tricks up his sleeve.'

"Oh, and by the way." Gohan snapped his head up at Hisoka, who looked over his shoulder at him. "I was never going to kill you. You're too interesting and cute to kill."

'That's creepy…' Gohan nodded to himself after Hisoka was out of his sight. Hopefully, he wouldn't run into him till later on. For now, he had to find Gon, Leorio, and Kurapika. Or…he can go back to Killua and apologize to him. 'What should I do? I feel bad for Killua, but Gon must want to see me…'

Sighing, he closed his eyes and sensed their energy. Gon had one of the highest ones, so he was easy to sense. In fact, he and other two life forces were making their way towards him. Killua, on the other hand, wasn't far and figuring they were going to the same spot, Gohan nodded to himself and walked to where Killua was.


While walking, Gohan noticed how silent the Island really was. No birds were chirping, no bugs were buzzing, even the trees or bushes rustled. The only thing he heard was his own footsteps and his humming he begun a few minutes ago. He didn't even see any animals run past him.

"What kind of island doesn't have animals?" He asked to himself, looking at his surrounding yet again. "This is weird…too weird. I wonder if anyone is nearby."

His eyes then narrowed and he fell back, barely dodging the spear that was thrown at him. The weapon stopped when it stabbed a nearby tree and Gohan glared at his attacker. Emerged from the bushes was a gruff looking man, frowning at him.

"What's the big idea?!" Gohan exclaimed, his hand held out. "You could've killed me! You're taking the exam, right? You can't kill me because I'm a Hunter and you'll get disqualified. "

The man growled, "I'm not taking the Exam, idiot! This is my land you're trespassing. And I have every right to kill you! These damn applicants keep stomping on my crops and killing my own animals! They should be killed."

Gohan rose an eyebrow, "Just hold on-"

The man ignored him and with a battle cry, charged at him with a knife in his hand. The demi-Saiyan quickly prepared himself for the attack.

"DI-UGH!" The man stopped dead in his tracks when he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he noticed a large hole where his heart usually was. "W-What?" He gasped before collapsing to his knees, clutching his chest.

Gohan's eyes were wide when he found out who did it.

It was Killua, who held the man's heart in a small pouch made from his own shirt. Blood dripped from it as the man reached for his heart, but Killua rose it in the air higher, a sickening smirk on his face. The man gasped one last time before finally dropping dead.

Killua calmly placed his heart on his back, almost like giving him a present, with the smirk still on his face. When he faced his friend, his expression quickly turned from cold to the usual cheery look Gohan was used to. But Gohan didn't smile, no, his jaw was dropped at the boy's action.

He's seen people having their arms or tails cut off before, but never a heart!

"Killua!" Gohan yells, scowling at him. Killua titled his head to the side. "That was not called for! I could've handled him! There was no need to kill him!"

The assassin just stared at him for a moment, his eyes narrowing before snickering.

"You'd let him live after he tried to kill you? What happened to "Only kill if someone threatened you or your friends lives"?" He mocks, placing his hands on his hips and shaking his head at his friend. "And, if I recall, your life was in "danger"."

Gohan wanted to say something, but thinking back, he was right. He did say those things. If he wasn't trained or half Saiyan, the man could've killed him. So Killua did, technically, save his life.

Scratching the back of his head, The Saiyan laughed nervously while Killua sweat dropped at him. 'Idiot…' He rolled his eyes before smacking him on the back of his head.

"OW! What was that for?!"

"For being an idiot. You would've let that guy live and he'd just danger anyone else's life, am I right?" Killua practically stood over Gohan, who dropped to his knees at his stupidity. "What if he went and found Gon or Leorio or Kurapika? What if he unexpectedly attacked them? Next time, think before you act! And I thought you were smarter than me."

"I'm sorry…" The preteen fighter mumbled, his hair casting a shadow over his eyes.

Killua simply grinned to himself, feeling like a cat with whiskers and everything. (A/N: Yeah, I did it…)

"I'm sorry about the things I said earlier. I'm sorry about hurting your feelings." He says sincerely, standing back up on his feet and smiling at him.

The white haired assassin smiled back, "It's okay. Besides, it's hard to hurt my feelings."

The demi-Saiyan chuckled before raising an eyebrow, "Oh, one more thing; how did you rip that guy's heart out?" Gohan asks before his gazed turned to the dead man. "No normal person could just do that. Did you use a special ability or something?"

Killua shrugged, "Oh that? It's not a special ability. I just ripped it out, simple as that."

He just ripped it out with ease? That's surprising, especially for his age and strength. Krillin or Tien couldn't do something like that, not even Piccolo. Sure, he has punched holes in people's stomachs before, but Vegeta never did anything like that either.

'Killua is just full of surprises.' He thought with a small smile on his face, somewhat proud of his friend.

"But to make it easier, I manipulated my body for a bit." He explains with a deadly smirk on his face. Gohan watched in awe as his hand twitched and his nails grew sharp as a knife with veins spread around his hand.

"Wow, that's odd…"

"But my old man would've done it better." He adds, averting his eyes to the dead man. "When he removes a heart, you won't even see a drop of blood."

Gohan blinked at the boy, who replaced his smirk with his cheery smile, his eyes returning innocent as well.

"Well, let's get going. We'll wait for Gon and the others at the boat." It sounded more like a command to Gohan, but it didn't matter. As long as he got to see his friends again. "Hey, are we gonna train today? I'm tired of waiting."

Gohan nodded, "We'll train today; us and Gon. You need to find your Ki while I and Gon spar. How does that sound?"

"Sounds good." Killua shrugged as the two walked back to the Examiner and everyone else.


Gon had never felt nervous like that in his life. When they followed Ponzu, who Leorio was after, in a cave it ended up being swarmed by snakes. Leorio was bitten in several areas, so Gon had to suck some of the venom out. That took too long though, so they had to come up with a different plan. Ponzu told them that Bourbon, the snake charmer, had set a trap with his snakes so they couldn't get out. Only he could deactivate the trap, but unfortunately, he was dead.

It took some planning, but they finally found a way out. Bourbon's corpse had an antidote to the venom. Once he found it, they exited the cave by using sleeping gas to knock out the snakes and his friends, including Ponzu. Thanks to his record of 9 minutes and 45 seconds, he was able to carry them out the cave and retrieve Leorio's tag.

Now, all they had to do was make it on time…

"Gon."

Said boy looked at his friend and smiled. Looks like they finally made it on time! They were reunited at last…but…

Gon stopped dead in his tracks and stared at the boy next to Killua. He was grinning at him, giving him a thumbs up with bandages on his arm and forehead. He blinked, then blinked again.

"Gohan's awake?" Kurapika asks, surprised at the demi-Saiyan. Gon had told them Gohan was fighting the Chairman and wasn't going to see them for a while, but to see him fully well and smiling at them made him proud of him. Usually, after being in a tough fight and nearly dying, you would be rather pissed or silent than be happy.

"Jeez, what happened to him?" Leorio grumbles, the antidote still taking an effect on his body.

Gon, however, reacted rather appropriately to his return…

"GOHAN!" Gon yells, leaping off the ground and charging at him. Gohan's grin disappeared when he realized how fast he was going and with a grunt caught the boy, who tackled him with a hug. The demi-Saiyan chuckled as the boy reacted the same way Killua did.

Killua, however, closed his eyes at the two, feeling embarrassed.

"You're overreacting…" He sighs, causing Gohan to shake his head at him.

"You had the same reaction…" He mumbled, smirking when Killua scowled at him in reply.

"I'm so happy you're awake! Wow! You're a Hunter now! That's awesome!" Gon rambled, not caring how loud he was. "You should show me your license! C'mon, show me!"

Most of the applicants stared at Gohan in shock or jealousy. How could this kid become a Hunter before them? He didn't have to take part in this Phase?! That's not fair!

'A ninja like me should've been a Hunter long before he did!' Hanzo thought with a growl, glaring at the Demi-Saiyan, who was blushing at Gon who was still wrapped around him. 'Why's this kid so special? I must know.'

Hisoka was staring too, but his usual creepy smile spread on his lips. 'Those two make me feel so alive…I just can't wait to break them…'

That man…he hated him so much. His creepy smile and everything about him just pissed him off. Killua glared viscously at the magician, his hands placed in his pockets. But Hisoka bared no attention to him, only at the two next to him.

Gohan noticed one of the applicants, however, smile at him, almost like a Hisoka smile. His appearance helped add more creepiness to him. Pin needles stuck out everywhere on his body, giving him a robot-like look. He noticed how his attention turned from him, back to Killua, then back to him.

'Maybe he knows Killua..? But, I'm sure Killua would tell me if he knew him.'

"I'll explain everything later, Gon." He cut off the other boy's rambling as he continued to stare at the needled man. "But later, we'll train; me, you, and Killua."

Gon smiled, "Yes!"


Gohan was in a daze for a while when he was looking out the window, the beautiful sunset calming his mind. He had to do something before training, so this was a good idea. Killua and Gon are down in the gym, doing stuff of their own, warming up for their training. First, he has to deal with Killua so he can bring out his Ki. Then, he would spar with Gon for the rest of the day, maybe Killua too if they had time. Since the Final Phase is in the morning, this'll help them for the upcoming tournament.

"Gohan." Said preteen blinked out of his daydream and saw Kurapika walking towards him. "Gon and Killua are waiting for you downstairs."

"Yeah, I know." Gohan nodded at him before sighing. "I'm just giving them time to warm up. I have a feeling Gon would want to train all day."

Kurapika chuckled, "Yeah, he would do something like that."

He then looked out the window as well, enjoying the sunset.

"Hey, Gohan. Can I ask you something?"

He nodded.

"How did you learn these kinds of techniques? Flying and those blasts Gon told us about." He asks in interest, leaning his elbow on the rail and his head against his hand. Thinking back, he was right about Gohan. No normal person could do things like that. He had to know who taught him.

Gohan scratched the back of his head. "My mentor, Piccolo, taught me how. He trained me when I was four years old. I learned how to survive in the wild and defend myself and others thanks to him." He then chuckled. "It's funny, he was there for me more than my Dad was."

"What happened to your Dad?"

The light atmosphere immediately turned heavy once that question slipped out of Kurapika's mouth. An awkward silence filled the hallway with Gohan's face darkening, his eyes narrowed and his lips in a frown. Kurapika regretted asking that now.

He never told anyone what happened to his Dad after the Cell Games, and he hoped he never would. Just thinking back to that moment almost brought tears to his eyes. Worst of all, he would still blame himself for that. If only he killed Cell when he had the chance! His Dad would still be alive today!

"I'm sorry for asking." Kurapika frowned, breaking the silence.

Gohan shook his head, "No, it's fine. I think you should now." With a sigh, he said his story. "I was fighting a being called Cell, and I was being foolish. Cell had decided to host a tournament for the world's strongest fighters: Me, my Dad, Piccolo, and our friends. I was supposed to end Cell after finding a new level to Super Saiyan."

"Gon told me about that." Kurapika cut him off. "He said your hair was blonde and your eyes changed color."

Gohan nodded, "Yeah. Anyway, my stupid actions didn't kill him. I was just toying with him. That's when he was going to blow up himself and the world. My Dad sacrificed himself to save the world, and thanks to me, that's why he isn't with me today."

"I'm sorry to hear that." Kurapika sighs, his eyes softening at the Saiyan.

"It's okay."

"Did you tell Gon that story? What about Killua?"

Gohan shook his head. He never planned on telling them. But now that he thought about it, they had every right to now. Killua told Gohan about his family and past, Gon too, now he should tell them about his. The truth…

"I wasn't planning on to." He mumbles, his voice muffled against his arm.

"They have a right to know." He points before sighing again. He couldn't hold this any longer. "Me too. Gohan, where are you actually from? You're not from here, that's a fact. Who's Cell? Who's your Dad? You have a few stories to tell us, we wouldn't mind to hear the-"

"Who're you gentleman?"

Gohan and Kurapika rose their eyebrows at the Chairman's voice. They walked down the hallway, turned a corner, and found Netero face to face with a man with brown hair wearing brown gloves and a tan overcoat.

"I'm Colonel Silver…" The man introduced himself. "And we're here to find the energy signal coming from this airship."

The demi-saiyan examined the man suspiciously. Something about that name sounded so familiar…

"Energy signal?" Netero repeats before scratching his chin. "I'm sorry but I'm afraid we don't have any 'energy signals' here."

"Listen, old man!" Silver snaps, cracking his knuckles as he itched for a fight. "We've been searching for days and we picked the signal up here! Now if you don't let us search this airship, I'll be glad to beat some sense into you!"

Kurapika took a step forward, ready to defend the Chairman, but Gohan stopped him by placing his hand on his shoulder.

Netero chuckled at the man's antics. "Okay, I'll let you do so. But first, tell me who you guys are."

"Gohan, what's wrong?" Kurapika turned to look at the now speechless Gohan, who began to grit his teeth in realization. How?! They shouldn't be here?! This is a completely different universe, how can they end up existing here too?!

"Kurapika, T-that's…"

"We're the Red Ribbon Army, you old fool!"


A/N: You guys voted, and here is the winner!

MIRAI TRUNKS!

Looks like Trunks got the most votes out of Goku, Vegeta, and Piccolo. Wow, I thought either Vegeta or Goku would win. Anyway, yes, Trunks will show up later in this story in the HXH universe!

Thank you for voting! Maybe next time I'll make another poll.