Author's Note: Razor is back and ready to make your imagination go to mush! ^^ Wow it's been so hard to come up with a decent story after the last chapter. I'm been procrastinating to tell you guys the truth. XD I'm really sorry for the long wait because of my usual schedule but I found time! :) Hopefully you guys still like my story because frankly I'm beginning to think it's going downhill. XD What an optimistic author I am. XP However, I'm sure you guys want to read my story. By the way I'm thinking of writing another fanfic by my two favorite characters: Videl and Gohan, if you guys haven't figured it out already. XD So check it out, and I hope I can get it out as fast as I can. :3 Happy Thanksgiving to all you guys! Well you know my motto by now, enjoy and definitely don't forget to review! :D
Warning: This fanfiction will contain explicit scenes and disturbing images, that's why its M rated, you have been warned! But if you don't believe me go on and read. :P
Disclaimer: I may not own DBZ but that doesn't mean I can't write about them. :3
The Task
The door swung open ever so slowly grinding the rusty iron hinges together, emitting a wicked sound that sent chills down Gohan's back. The light from within the dwellings flowed out with brilliance onto the teenager's still form as he stood motionless at the entrance.
There was a strange uniqueness to the surroundings of the house. Light burned from candles lit from the table and the fireplace; everything was rather simple, constructed out of wood with the occasional rock here and there. Stepping in cautiously, he noted that the kettle on the stove huffed steam at a moderate speed.
"Isn't there suppose to be someone living here if..." Gohan's thoughts were cut off short as he felt the frigid metal object press weakly against his neck.
"You got 5 seconds to explain why the hell you are trespassing on my property before I blow your filthy brains out!" An old but assertive voice announced boldly behind Gohan, much to his surprise. He didn't expect anyone to inhabit this place, especially after being isolated from people for what seemed like 5 months.
"Sir, there is no need to get hasty here, put down the weapon" Gohan reasoned, "I am of no threat and and I wasn't tres.."
"Don't give me that trash, I know you soldiers, you're all the same, kidnapping children, taking advantage of teenage girls walking the streets, and all the other shit that I don't want to discuss, so don't deny it."
"Alright, he asked for it." Gohan sighed mentally.
Moving with precision, Gohan viciously turned elbowing the man's weapon out of his hands and throwing a devastating punch set for the old man's face. However he stopped midway causing the man to be blown back from the sheer force.
His face contorted into complete fear, immediately bowing to Gohan.
"I'm sincerely sorry, please I beg you I didn't mean any harm, please forgive me! Take anything, just don't harm my family!" the old man sobbed literally trying to hug Gohan's legs for forgiveness.
Stunned was an understatement, clearly this was probably the most effective way of getting respect, unfortunately he had to use force. In the beginning he was trash talking and now he was on his kness... But pity quickly swept his anger aside as he saw the man on his knees.
"Sir, please stand up" Gohan voiced softly kneeling down so as to encourage the man to stop crying and come to his senses. But he continuously bawled his eyes out as he thought for sure his life would end now.
"Sir, calm down, I'm not here to take anything away from you." Gohan said shaking the man a little to get him out of the trance. Finally, the elder ceased his tears and looked up at Gohan with suspicion still evident.
"Then why are you here, you must want something, am I right?" the man harshly spat in disgust getting up and walking over to the kettle. "Every man or woman that comes here wants something so it's only logical that you want something too."
"No, you must be mistaken, I'm not here for anything. I just happened to come along because I was in a desperate search for people" Gohan replied firmly not faltering in the least. The old man turned around and looked him squarely in the face, curiosity in his eyes.
"You seem relatively honest...at least you don't act like those bastards at the capitol" he answered turning back to his work at the kitchen. "All they want is to make people's lives like hell, robbing everyone for what their worth."
"They stole my first born daughter...and I never saw her again..." the man continued with sadness dripping with each word almost down to tears again while stirring the soup. "My wife...she barely made it through the 14 years, not able to handle the loss of her child."
"And even if we wanted to get our daughter back, we can't, the capitol would just torture her for our disobedience. And I'm too old to do anything at this age."
Gohan's throat immediately dried, unable to believe what he was hearing. Although he had witnessed his fair share of separations, especially a child being ripped from their parent's grasp only to be found weeks later painting the concrete floor, he was still not easy about the subject.
Clenching his fist tightly, he felt his blood boil at the old man's statements, he would not tolerate this. Straightening his back, Gohan would bring justice to this man who had lost his daughter.
"Sir, I will do whatever it takes to bring your daughter if it's the last thing I do" Gohan announced with determination , "It's the least that I could do for invading your home."
"Ha, you're funny kid, though I would undoubtedly be grateful for you to do such a bold move, but my daughter's probably dead or corrupted into the system, but I do like you're spirits, boy" the elder replied with a smile. "I haven't heard from her in such...such a long time...It's good to know that they're still people who will fight for what's right."
This only fueled Gohan's determination, refusing to be defeated so easily.
"Sir, I will assure you that you're daughter will be returned safely whether I return in two or a thousand pieces" Gohan stated not backing down to the old man's insistence of the impossible task.
"Do whatever you want but, don't say that I didn't warn you." With that the elder left to venture up the stairs. But midway he stopped. "Good luck, kid, it was good knowing you" the old man threw behind his shoulder before advancing slowly up the staircase.
"Real confidence, these people have in me..." Gohan thought offhandedly. Sighing he shuffled over to the window and looked outside. I wonder when I'll finally be able to go home...it's been so long since I've seen her...oh how I lust to touch those lips again..." Gohan daydreamed not refusing to deny his inner soft spot for Videl.
That was until he felt a wrinkled hand go on his shoulder. "You're going to need this if you decide to go" the man handed the picture and a a package wrapped in leaves over to Gohan before turning back to the couch and laying down.
Looking at the photo, the girl had long unbounded hair which streamed down her shoulders in slight curls. She had a small but petite mouth but her eyes were the most alluring, shining of olive green. Pocketing the picture, he crossed his arms over his chest before facing the window again.
Voicing his farewell, the old waved back before he was all alone yet again. Laying the leaf-tied package down and opening it, the contents revealed a torso face as thin as paper and a watch of some kind. not really sure what to think he strapped the watch on and looked with amazement at the specifications.
The watch had to at least contain a million commands. Not bothering with it yet, he took the chest-plate that had no back. Turning it one way and another, he couldn't figure out why the man had given a chest-plate that had no back... Surely if he was to wear something it would have straps and cover his back as well.
Shrugging he placed the chest-plate close to his chest but before he knew what hit him, it encompassed his entire chest connecting to form a back and hiding his clothes under a sleek form of armor. His entire body from head to toe was in hidden in this black thing...
Not sure what to expect anymore, he walked over to a conveniently laid lake, and was surprise to say the least. He looked good, really good. Noticing a hood a slipped it on. So this is the fashion in the capitol, huh? I could get use to this....
There was just only one problem, he didn't have a map. Rummaging through the package, there was no map to be seen. "Oh well, I'll see the old man later to see if I could get a map, he probably forgot it." Gohan thought while finishing up his lunch.
Looking at the watch with curiosity, he tried figuring out why the old man had given it to him. Pushing a few buttons for fun, he played around until suddenly it seemed to lock onto a target that was supposedly very near. Pointing northward, Gohan crawled on the ground until it read that he was almost directly under his target.
But nothing was there, just the darkness. Standing up he looked from his watch to the seemingly nothingness. "I bet this watch is broken if I can't see or sense anything...man that guy is probably rolling in his house laughing his ass off..." Swiping his hand over the supposedly 'target', he felt the unmistakable hard armor but it was too late, the man flew and smashed into the tree.
"I guess I still don't know my strength..." Gohan quickly ran over to the man who was getting back up.
"Hey, look I'm s..." Gohan said but he felt a fist embed itself in his gut. Blinking a few times, he looked down only to raise an eyebrow.
The man sweat-dropped and pulled back his fist. Guarding his face, he backed up from Gohan.
"What do you want?" He said hesitantly backing up further.
"Hey, I said I'm sorry I just thought my watch was broken so I thought it a whirl. I didn't mean to hit you in the tree." Gohan replied smoothly giving out his hand in compromising gesture.
"Uh huh, stand right there, I'll be right back" The man took the hand then turned and walked off and pressed the side of his watch. "Radioing back-up, target is dangerous, surround perimeter Sector A561, he seems to be working for the rebels, ASAP."
Gohan narrowed his eyes, "That sly son of a bitch, he's ratting me out, gotta disappear and fast." Looking at a tree a few yards away, he flashed out of sight the instant the man turned around.
Looking around, the sky was starting to lighten up, that was when Gohan noticed a super fortress a few feet away. "So I'm guessing that's the capitol..." The outer walls towered as high as the mountains isolating everything from the outside world.
"Gosh I wonder how I missed seeing something like this when I flew...it's freaken huge. Probably going to have to wait until night to slip in."
"Hey what the hell are you trying to pull soldier! There aren't ANY rebels here!" The commanding officer scowled crossing his arms over his chest in anguish.
"I swear, he was right there, with black armor, just like one of those damn rebels!" The soldier desperately exclaimed pointing his finger. "It couldn't be my imagination, I was freaken talking to him not to mention I tried to punch him!"
"There's a lot of people wearing black armor, you're just pulling crap out of you're ass to get promoted, it's the oddest trick in the book."
"B..but!
"Private, I almost hate doing this to you. Hey! Vizor, hand-cuff this man down, I think we need to psychologically analyze him. The rest of you back to base." The officer commanded before turning around and throwing down a device.
"Activate Portal: Base 3." One by one the soldiers started going through while the private squirmed crazily.
"N...No! You can't do this! This is not even in the Code! Pu..." The commander slapped tape to the private's mouth before signalling the man to continue in the portal.
After a minute, the officer looked left and right, before stepping in himself.
"This is my chance!" Gohan crouched and blasted towards the portal.
The portal opened and the commander ordered them to place the subject in the interrogation room. He then left to meet up with his fellow officers. Just then Gohan flew out of the portal and slammed his head into the wall denting it with the imprint of his head.
"Yeah, good job smart-ass, why didn't you just walk like every other civilized person, but no you just had to jump it." Gohan recited rubbing his head. Standing up he observed his surroundings, the room was completely deserted, not a soul.
"Hmm...wonder where the private was taken. I'll worry about that later, I mean he does deserve it after giving me such a nice greeting."
Walking down the halls he continuously let us eyes roam around, but everything was dull. "White, white, and more white, doesn't the architect around have any feel of fashion other than white?" Just then a hall slid open releasing suppressed air.
"Shit, where did that hall come from!" Gohan jumped and hide on the ceiling trying desperately not to emit a sound. A medic with some wacky equipment came out pulling a person on cart. The person on the cart seemed somewhat conscious as his eyes bulged and he tried voicing that a person was on the ceiling.
But the doctor just sighed and withdrew an object from his pocket and stabbed the patient ultimately silenced the person. The doctor touched the wall and a hall appeared, he proceeded to push the patient until he stopped midway.
Gohan held his breath not wanting to be caught for dear life as the man leaned against the wall.
"What is it? I was in the process of making this damned android! What could be so important that you have to stop me!" The doctor yelled out. "What do you mean the Vice is in dire situations! I gave him 20 freaken doses the last appointment!"
"I see, I'll be on my way then." He said in an annoyed tone. Walking out of the hall, the doctor looked on the ground distastefully pushing another wall which materialized yet another hall.
"Damn that pig, Vice, always getting the virus when I specifically told him not to get more women. I told him the cause of his stupid dilemma was just that but noooo, he just keeps getting laid. Fuck his mentality!" The doctor grumbled before exiting in the hallway to which it closed, vanishing without a trance.
"Well that was...umm... interesting.." Gohan thought noticing the still open hallway. Landing on the ground, he took the advantage at hand and ran through the hall.
Finally, coming out of the hall, he was brought to what looked like the lobby. "Damn, I never knew the hallways were so long...what the hell do they ever keep in there anyways?" Shaking his head in wonder, he glanced to the side where two soldiers marching towards the entrance looking back at him as if he was a convict.
Slanting his eyes, he watched as they departed out the front door. "Wonder what was there problem." Following suit he left the lobby and was presented with a magnificent site of the city. It was much more futuristic then the old one he knew.
Simply elegant with buildings of grace and power. All of a sudden he was hurled to the ground as a girl bashed into him coins flying everywhere.
"Uh, watch where you're going." Gohan replied rubbing his head. But that is when their eyes met and he was speechless as he couldn't believe his eyes.
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