Chapter 7: Awakening
Over the past few days Gohan's training started to go beyond expectations and even caused a few minor Earthquakes while wearing the Output resisting amulet. The reason was Frieza. Although Gohan knew he could take on the entire Icean family while sleeping with his arms and legs tied with a blind fold covering his eye, he could still remember how he mercilessly slaughtered the Namekians and his friends while he stood helpless.
"HA!" Gone was the mountain where the ki blast went and in its place was a crater.
"You know kid, that amulet is made so the Earth won't shake with your power and not to prevent the results of leveling or cratering mountains." Piccolo pointed out.
With a frustrating sigh, Gohan sat down. "I have to get stronger..." He finally said.
"Why? Or why at this rate?" Piccolo asked confused as he watched his 'pupil' slumping his shoulder.
"It's just...every time a catastrophe takes place, most of Earth's population along with you guy's die..." Gohan said softly.
"...and I just endangered you guys earlier by letting you guys fight Nappa..." Gohan spoke guiltily.
"You have a weird way of thinking kid. Ha! Shield us? That too always? I don't know about the others who you consider as allies but I can vouch for me, your father and Vegeta that we wouldn't always want to be held back due to the fear of death." Piccolo said strongly.
"Maybe you are right!" Gohan said as he rouse up with a smile.
"Then you need to get stronger!" He added which surprisingly caused Piccolo to groan.
"You know kid? You have became a slave driver!"
"Ironic. You are saying this when you exactly did the same to me." Gohan said with a smirk.
The training continued and in the middle, Goku dropped by and joined the training session. The neutral side fighting turned to two against one as Piccolo and Goku tried to subdue the young Saiyan but failed to even land a single blow.
"Wow son. You have been working out a lot." Goku said as he tried to out do Gohan in hand to hand while in Kaioken x3 but still no luck came.
"Special Beam Cannon!" Goku watched in slow motion with an horror stricken expression at Piccolo's special attack that took his and his brother's life an year back.
"Piccolo! No!" But it was already too late as the beam reached Gohan who pushed Goku away before taking the attack head on with a punch that caused a huge explosion. Goku ran into the smoke trying to find his son's punctured form.
"What the hell are you doing Son? Get away-" Piccolo was a little late to warn the earth grown Saiyan as he dodged the incoming body of Goku.
"What..." Goku said as he rubbed his head after he crashed into a tree, effectively destroying it.
"Get up fool! Your son is tougher than that and has developed a habit of being cunning in battles!" It was Piccolo who was trying to get the Saiyan on his feet. "You haven't seen him really fight Goku, even I haven't! This is just a dot of an iceberg not even the tip!"
"My son is an iceberg?" Piccolo face palmed. 'You got to be kidding me!'
"Oh Piccolo!" The Namekian froze as he felt Gohan materialize between him and Goku with a mischievous smile.
"That wasn't nice of you to fire at me." He said with his broadening smile. The next second the two adults were in hand to hand combat against a child who barely reached their knees and the very kid gaining more advantage by every passing second.
"Dad.*punch on Goku's face* you should strain yourself to the maximum. Brink of death if possible. *grabbing both grownups fist and yanked both downwards while he raised his legs up and Goku's and Piccolo's faces crashed into each feet respectively* and Piccolo don't use that attack until you find your opponent in a tight spot.!"
Bulma who had been watching it from a distance through her binocular was shocked beyond reason. She knew Gohan was strong but had always considered Goku to be the strongest and now...both Goku and Piccolo gave everything they could and yet Gohan was dealing it with ease if not, lazily then.
Bulma could see the red ki surrounding Goku getting darker and also his speed increasing but it did little to no change in how Gohan fought except the fact that Goku was draining all the energy he had really fast.
An hour passed before Gohan finally knocked both adults out before picking them up and flying towards her. He landed beside the jet and placed the two unconscious bodies in the back.
"Hi Bulma! Thanks for coming! Otherwise I would have had to carry these two myself. Anyway, why did you come?" Gohan went to the subject after finishing pleasantries.
"Oh..yeah..your fighting... That was amazing! But more importantly, the Saiyans will wake up in two days. Are you sure this is a good idea?" She asked as she gently picked him and placed him on the jets front seat before climbing in herself.
"Don't worry Bulma! If they pull a stunt, I will send them to the next dimension." The way he said the dimension freaked her out a little.
"Oh and we need to drop dad at Moms!"
"Uh..doesn't he need to heal?" Bulma asked as she looked at the beaten pulp called Goku.
"Nah, he will get stronger thrice if he heals without much help. You hear dad! You would get stronger if you are in a pulp and heal your self!" Bulma had dry look as she heard an affirmative groan from Goku.
After a brief stop at the Son residence and a long explanation from Gohan to the Son matron and a lot of cries from the Son father that was along the lines of 'Take me with you!' 'Don't leave me behind!' 'I don't wann-' that was all they heard before the sound of frying pan hitting skull sound.
By the time they reached the Briefs, Piccolo was almost fully healed and attempted to escape before getting caught by the 'CRAZY WOMAN!' As he put it but failed as he was dragged into the vegetable garden upon landing.
With all those settled, Gohan and Bulma walked into the lab where the Saiyans were put for healing. Both they were still unmoving except for the oxygen bubbles that came from the mask.
"You know Bulma, they are going to fight me when they wake up." Gohan was hundred percent sure of it.
"But you will be able to take them, right?" Bulma was answered with a small giggle which she took as a positive answer.
"Anyway. I am hungry!" Gohan declared as he started to exit the lab.
'Some things are hereditary...' Bulma shook her head as she thought
The very next morning... Early morning.
4:00am.
Gohan stood in front of his home and banged on the door. "Mom! Dad! It's me! Gohan. Your son!" That was all it took as the son matron slammed the door open and caught the demi-saiyan in a death grip of a hug.
"My baby! All alone, coming to his house through the dangerous forest..." Chi-Chi continued as Gohan sat on her hip with a pout. What? He's a grown man!...in a child's body.
"Mom! Where's dad?" Gohan asked on the way to the kitchen.
Chi-Chi didn't have to say anything as a weak groan came from the side "Righ...t ...here son..." Goku tried to be as cheerful as possible but the soreness from yesterday's fight was still taking it's share of Goku.
Gohan immediately got down from his mom and grabbed his father's hand. "Mom, we will be gone for the entire day, Kay?" Before Chi-Chi could protest Gohan placed his fingers on his forehead and disappeared along with his father.
Chi-Chi huffed before turning towards the kitchen to do the dishes... "There are no dishes... Goku didn't eat anything!" Chi-Chi realized before an idea popped in her head which lead her towards the phone.
"Uh Bulma? Yeah its me Chi-Chi. Yeah... I was thinking about going shopping? Okay. I will be ready.
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Goku was more than shocked when he opened his eyes to see that he was in the Lookout. "Gohan! How did we get here!" Goku exclaimed
"Tell you all about it inside the Time chamber dad! Piccolo!" As if on cue the Namekian landed gently in front of the Son's.
"Wait... How did you know about the Time-" Goku wasn't able to complete as he was dragged into the said room which was opened by Mr. Popo. Following the Son's, Piccolo also got in.
'This is going to be hell...' The Namekian frowned as he heard the door shut behind him.
A month passed inside the Time Chamber and the two adults were starting to think if the child was also an evil villain who came for World Domination. All three were wearing similar purple robes that were made by Piccolo since, their clothes were nothing more than rags.
Goku and Piccolo's training were something the duo never thought would be done. And Goku still couldn't understand how Gohan had become a slave driver. But no matter what they did, the only thing that helped Gohan train was himself. Often going into the maximized unstable ground's of the dimension for the demi-saiyan to split and fight.
Month seven was the one that took Goku to a new level. The Super Saiyan. Piccolo while being a little jealous didn't complain as he was still holding on his own against the new Super Saiyan.
And a few days later was when Gohan took his amulet off.
"In..cre..dible..." Goku tried to stand as he breathed hard. Next to him, Piccolo was in a much similar condition or much worse. Taking a large quantity of air into his self, Goku released his golden aura as he ascended into his first form.
"Much..better." Although he was able to stand, Goku was still having trouble to breath from the severe pressure that was trying to compress his being.
The reason for all this was the small child with the monkey tail. Gohan was enveloped in a bluish white aura, his face narrowed, blocking his body's age. What Goku thought to be his son's peak power was not even touching the tip of the iceberg.
"Gee son, got to give it you when it comes to training. HA!" Goku sent a ki blast in the boy's direction. Even though the ki ball came at a rapid pace, Gohan stood rooted, not even showing a bit of concern.
"You know dad? This is getting old. Gohan swatted the ki ball to the right in the last moment before jumping into the air and delivering a swift kick onto Goku, who obviously did a poor job in sneaking behind his son.
Like that, another day in the Time Chamber passed.
And soon, their final minute in the chamber followed.
Mr. Popo slowly opened the door from the real world. The three occupants slowly walked out of the room, all in tip top condition, not even a scratch on their clothes.
"You know Piccolo, this is a neat style. You got to teach me how to make clothes!" The goofy Saiyan in the group said with a large smile much to the Namekian's annoyance.
"Ah you people finally came out! Gohan, thank goodness you are just in time. The shorter Saiyan is going to break out of unconsciousness any minute now!" That was all it took for the demi-saiyan to take off to Capsule Corp.
'But the calculations... Oh yeah...we are Saiyans..' Gohan thought dryly as he reached the destination and landed softly in front of the house hold of the Briefs and wasn't surprised to see Bulma running outside frantically not knowing what to do and upon seeing Gohan landing in front of her
"Gohan!" She ran behind him for cover...which would have been weird if someone was to see the action since the protection of the beautiful 5'7 lady was a 3 foot kid.
"Calm down Bulma. You might have a panic attack." Gohan tried calming the scientist but failed.
"Calm down? That guy destroyed half of my entire lab just to get out of the rejuvenation tank! And tried to kill me! Thinking I was his servant who didn't serve him!"
'Okay...that...shit.' This wasn't how he expected things to roll.
"Brat! Fight me!"
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