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Chapter 11
Gohan sighed as he walked further in the storm; even with his ki shielding his body, he was still wet. Dende's curse, he was sure of it. With a deep breath the teen stopped under a huge tree; it was really old he could notice, as its branches started only a couple of feet higher, not to mention it's enormous trunk. As if possible the storm got worse, the sound of the rain drops making a loud melody, characteristics of a strong rain. He sat down on the wet earth; his gi now couldn't get worse with the mud as a plus as it was already clearly not clean. He chuckled as he thought what his mother would say if she saw him like this. How he missed her and Goten… He only saw and spoke to them when Dende had time to do the mental link, and it was rare. Putting his head on his knees, Gohan closed his eyes as the 'talk' he had with his namekian friend echoed on his mind. Was he really overreacting as the possibility of his human friends knowing the truth about him? Wouldn't they freak out as he feared? Wouldn't they… report him to Wickey? He groaned on his frustrating situation while getting up; he had to find a place to sleep, or else he'd ending cursing his friend for the stupid storm.
He doesn't know how much more he walked, his vision blurred for all the water that was falling from the skies, as it only got worse as he kept walking. He was following just his ki sense, and by now it was indicating that a village was near. It was when his right foot slipped, the water made the earth drenched and slippery; he yelped as the fright got him by surprise there. He couldn't see, he couldn't control where his – now all covered in mud – body went as it slipped though the ground, stopping only when he hit something. He felt dizzy.
"Damn!" He yelled and cursed, he hated to be got with his defenses low. Looking closer at what he had hit, the teenager blinked. It was a wall. A house. A noise at his side made him look at the source, narrowing his eyes trying to see as all he could do was sense a low ki.
"Mom! Dad! It's not an animal!" It was a girly voice, and soon enough two figures came after the girl; she was pointing at him – at least he thought she was. "It's a mister!" Gohan frowned at how she could see him with that rain if even he couldn't see her.
"I don't see a thing… do you darling?" It was a man voice, and as soon as it ended the woman spoke.
"Yes." Her voice was low; it was as if the woman was trying to not be heard. "It seems he needs help." Gohan blinked and got up slowly, getting out of the little mud that came with him all the way down from where he was before slipping.
"Hey mister!" Their daughter yelled, she thought he wasn't hearing them. "Do you wanna sleep over? We have a warm bed!" He heard one of her parents, the father, scowl her for inviting a strange to stay at their home, and Gohan chuckled.
"Don't need to be so angry at her. But you have a point, she shouldn't invite strange people." Her girly voice made its ways to his ears; she was annoyed at how he agreed with her father. She walked to him, and now he could see her…. Alien eyes. Their size was the same as human's ones, but they were completely not from Earth. The whole eyes were purple, as if there was an entire galaxy floating inside her orbs. There was no pupil at all. She extended her right and tiny hand to him.
"Hi, my name is Mei. What's your name?" He understood what she was doing and laughed, shaking her hand right after.
"My name is Gohan, nice to meet you." She made a pose full of pride.
"Good! Since we aren't strangers anymore, would you like to sleep over?" She eyed him once more, making a thoughtful face. "And maybe a bath, and clean clothes." Gohan laughed again, patting her pink hair.
"That would be awesome, Mei." She then led him to her parents; her father did a grimace seeing his scars, but for some reason he shook the teens hand without further questions.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Ray and this is my wife Zerah." Gohan smiled at them; the man was clearly human, not the same could be said from his wife.
The woman had the same pink hair, but longer, as their daughter and her face was really different from human. She had no protuberant nose, the same eyes as the little Mei, but more intense for sure – Gohan could swear he saw two galaxies in each eye. Her face was long and skinny and a pale skin matched everything. Gohan was amazed.
"Hello." She spoke once more in a low tone, but her voice was beautiful and Gohan smiled. Destiny leads him to an interesting place.
Once inside he noticed the family of three wasn't wet due to some strange aura above the wife and daughter's heads. Some sort of technique he thought, or some unique ability; a smile crossed his face. The house was small, but warm. A little kitchen, a good sized living room, one bathroom and two bedrooms. He smiled as the warmth remembered him of his family, how he missed them…
"You are a half saiyan. What a rare thing." Zerah's voice got his attention, and it shocked him that she knew he was a saiyan!
"H-How do you…" He didn't finish as she smiled softly at him.
"It's one of the abilities of my race. We can see one's soul and where they came from. That's also why my husband welcomed you, even never seeing you before. He trusted our abilities to see that you are a good soul." Gohan blinked at the information she gave him; that was indeed a good ability.
"I see. That's pretty cool, and would have come in hand in many situations…" He scratched the back of his head, something that felt like ages since he did it.
"If you need some help in the future, let me now." She said with a sincere smile.
The little group looked at the window as the storm turned into a weak rain. Gohan chuckled as he couldn't be mad at Dende; the young kami did make the storm stop after all.
Videl cursed under her breath as she put her whole right arm inside the hole on the rocks. Her face was getting all dirty with dust, inside her mouth too of course. She let out a yell of frustration and got her arm back, tapping it and her face to get the dirt off; it clearly didn't work. She looked at Kuririn, who had a smirk on his features, while he floated in midair behind her. It had been three days since the attack on the village, and the same time that she and Sharpener started to learn how to use ki. Both found it easily, but controlling it was a bit more…. Complicated. The bald monk had the dragon radar on his hands, and she knew he could retrieve the ball that was inside the same hole she was putting her arm into with ease. She sighed as she remembered when Kuririn made both compete to find the orange ball.
They had reached the nearest point the dragon radar was indicating. An evil smirk crossed his face, sending chills to both Sharpener and Videl. Erasa just grabbed a chair, a juice, and walked outside the house and sat. She was going to see a show after all. Then, Kuririn spoke.
"You two shall get this dragon ball alone. I'll not help. The one who find it and get it will learn how to fly."
Of course she wanted to win. Who wouldn't want to fly by themselves? Without a machine? Feel the wind on the face? She was the first to find it, but she couldn't take it out; her arm was too short. She frowned while trying to find some idea; it was when she remembered that time Kuririn made a kind of blade of ki. She got up from her spot, and walked a little away from the rocks. She glared at Erasa, who was now watching some show on her tablet; the blonde could help her friend with some ideas aside from this one she'd try now. But the blonde was just like that. Turning again to the rocks Videl started to concentrate, slowly bringing her ki out. That got Kuririn's attention and he smiled while sensing her ki float. The brunette looked at her hands and after a long, calm, breath she started to make a little ball of ki.
She smirked at it, but didn't stop to make it grow. Her master was impressed at this point; his new incentive was already paying it! When he noticed their struggle with controlling their ki this crossed his mind: what if they had to compete? It was the best idea ever. He sensed Sharpener walking Videl's way, but the girl had made a considerable ball of energy by now. When the blonde arrived she looked at him with a winning smirk.
"I won!" She then threw her palm ahead, as like it was a punch, the ball floated at full speed for a few moments, just to loose its strength and meet the ground, doing a little crater on it. Her jaw was wide open by now, Videl was sure she did it right! Sharpener on the other hand was now laughing hard; his friend's face was priceless. His laugh caught Erasa's attention, and she pouted after realizing that the motive of such laugh was now gone and she had lost it.
"Well, it was good for a first attempt." Kuririn couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips, but cleared his throat to stop it. "You just threw it the wrong way. A ki ball is not a punch you know?"
Videl sighed and crossed her arms; that made her more tired than she expected before and wasn't sure if she could do it again. Sharpener took that as hint to try too; he got into instance and slowly got his ki out. Kuririn smiled again; the competition was really paying it! The blonde boy took a deep breath, a small ball forming on his hand. It wasn't as bigger as Videl's, but he almost threw it right. Almost. The teenager looked at the rocks, let out a breath and tried to impulse it with his own ki. The ball did float ahead, but at a slow peace before falling down and doing a similar crater near Videl's one. The brunette laughed as hard as he did on her time.
"You got the concept right Sharpener. But I didn't say that you wouldn't need force to throw it too." A large smirk was on his face now as he floated near the teenagers. He could sense they didn't have enough ki for now to try again without passing out, so he decided to get the dragon ball himself.
"It wouldn't be easier if you just teach us how to do it?" Videl sighed as he landed in the middle of the duo. For her surprise he shook his head in denial.
"You two were having problems before. Forming a ball of energy, even the smallest, was a huge deal for you. Now you even threw it; I'm sure I choose the right way to incentive my pupils." He winked at her and walked to the rock. With his right hand raised he shoots an energy beam on the hole, making it bigger. When the dust ceased he already had the dragon ball. "Well, you two made a progress here so… I'll teach both to fly during our pauses." Both yelled happily and the duo ran to Erasa who was got by surprise and greeted with her friend's yells.
"We are going to fly!" They yelled in unison.
Gohan cleaned the sweat on his forehead with his towel. He had been training in the woods for hours now, and it was almost time to go help the family he was staying with; he then grabbed his borrowed long sleeved shirt and put it on. He stretched his muscles; feeling renewed with just a simple act, and started to walk into the house's way. Breathing deeply made memories of two days ago came to him; Piccolo had shown up at the door of the house, the one who saw him first was Zerah.
"Interesting… a namek that was born evil, but changed to the true form of his soul. On top of it… three souls merged together..." The half saiyan laughed at the face his mentor did, it was as if the alien was trying to understand what happened. Gohan just couldn't help it! After getting outside with his mentor he stopped his laugh, turning it into a chuckle.
"I was surprised at first too. She told me it is a unique ability of her race. I'll tell you more about it later." He put his right hand on Piccolo's shoulder and smiled. "Why are you here?" The namek sighed.
"Dende overreacted. He's sorry but he doesn't want to be the one to apologize." Gohan nodded with a serious look; which seemed frightening because of his scars. Not that he noticed it.
"It's ok. I was the one who overreacted first. I guess it's not that bad if they find out about me." That made Piccolo raise one eyebrow; did Gohan really think about that in the middle of the storm? Or was it the way Dende pushed him away? Or the night at that house? Maybe all of it.
"Well, he said you can go back if you want to… but only if you use Instant Transmition." Gohan blinked. "So, keep training." With that he tapped his student's back and flew away.
Gohan chuckled at the memory, but now he had to help the small family business. They lived half an hour for the center of the village, together with a few farms – well, they were one too. Surprisingly to the half breed all the neighbors or didn't have anything against aliens or were related to one to some extent; he was really happy about that, this place represented how he wanted the world to see outsiders: not as enemies.
Of course there were enemies out there, but most of them didn't come near Earth. Gohan knew very well the cause: himself. One day when he talked to his father, it has been years now, King Kai told him that his battle with Cell had shown the universe that Earth was a place protected, only the strongest among the strongest would dare to go mess with the little planet. That was why they were receiving more aliens now. Well, this last part he was oblivious to; he just knew that if someone tried to do any evil to Earth, he'd be there.
As he walked near the family he was there to help, a smile appeared; they reminded him of his own family long ago, before his uncle showed up. Mei was playing near the small truck they had, she was wearing a cute blue dress that was far from clean now as it was dirty with earth powder. He chuckled at the sight and she too as the little girl saw him. He had still to be used to her beautiful eyes, as they seemed to see through him; well her mothers were without doubt more intense. Ray got closer to him, a smile also on his face while holding a wooden box full of carrots, the man was strong for a human – as a farmer it is. Zerah was closing the house' door, a red shirt stood out of her pale skin and the blue jeans matched it. After they were done they made their way to the village. Mei and Gohan sat at the back of the truck, chatting and playing on the way, while her parents chatted inside.
It took half an hour, but now they were into the village. Ray stopped the truck near a house, after getting out of it he looked with a smile to Gohan.
"Can you help me? Since you're stronger." Gohan smiled back.
"Yeah, sure!" He jumped out of the truck and grabbed as many boxes as he could. He didn't want to go back a lot of times after all.
"Pig back!" Mei said before jumping on his back surprising the teenager; she was heavier than he thought. Giggling she put herself on his shoulders, he chuckled too.
"Well, how can I say no after this?" Even with Ray telling her that she shouldn't do something like that, Gohan didn't really mind; all that was light to him. And heck, she wasn't even as annoying as Goten, who wouldn't stop jumping on him. At least she was sitting quietly. "Zerah is not coming?" He asked as he saw the woman still at the truck.
"She told me that today she'll stay. She has days like that." Gohan nodded and followed the man inside the house, which was bigger than it shows at a first look. It was a kind of market where the farms sold their respective products, and for Gohan's surprise it was full. He wasn't surprised because of the quantity of people, but the kind of people there; most of it wasn't from the village – as he noticed because of the clothes and speech – and the quantity of aliens. Even so, both didn't mind to stay closer to each other, humans and aliens lived in harmony in there.
Then he got scared.
Scared of everything being ruined by Wickey and his hate for aliens. Scared that these people would get hurt. He had to protect them, both sides. It was all he felt in that moment. Surprisingly enough, just a few pointed his scars out, but even that was quickly forgotten; or they got scared at the look he gave them – what for him was just a regular glare – or they just let it go. It didn't take much longer until they got settled, they had the biggest and better carrots this week, Ray said, so it was going to be fast. For some reason these sold in an increased rate.
"Now we bring you all the man who is cleaning our world! Wickey!" The T.V. at the end of the room got everyone's attention at the mention of the man. It seemed to be a live broadcast.
"Oh man… what did he do this time?" A male alien said near Gohan, and some humans by his side murmured something similar; they all hated Wickey.
"Hello world!" He said cheerful as he walked into the place they were doing the live broadcast; it was different than the last one, but Gohan frowned as he noticed Wickey didn't change anything at all: his gray hair still in that low ponytail and the sunglasses covered his eyes. "I came to you all today because we made an unbelievable discover." He put a sad face. "After gathering all the data in our first generation Keepers, we found out something odd. Some robots had this peculiar memory of, to put it simply, confusion. It seems some 'humans'" He mimicked this part with his fingers. "were also diagnosed as aliens." Gohan couldn't hold back his shock and got up fast of his chair, getting attention as the object made a huge noise into the silent room. Aliens and half aliens's started to panic. Of couse a little bit of him too.
"Damn." He murmured. But Wickey wasn't done yet.
"So, because of that, we are now able to identify those aberrations and capture them. I also have good news for you all." As if it could get even worse, a huge curtain could now be seen at the right side of the place on the T.V.. "I present you all to the second generation of the Keepers! They are even stronger and capable of recognize the half aliens!" As the curtain got up Gohan gulped; there was an army of #17 and #18 look alike, finally finished. As an impulse he run his fingers on his scars in a slow movement, it was as if his mind was making him remember how he get those. Ray noticed it and with a frown he looked at the keepers and then to Gohan again; the boy had fought those keepers, and they made those scars. He put a hand on the teenager's shoulder making he look at him.
"Are you ok?" Gohan looked at him for a few seconds before nodding, a mute consent that he was fine.
"So, now that we have a large number of them, the whole world is going to be safe. Starting now." Everyone gasped; that shouldn't be good!
"Now?! He doesn't mean like, right now, right?!" A human girl, who in a second look turned into a hybrid – with a type of wings on her back – expressed the feelings of everyone. The room was now full of panic and Gohan noticed that all these aliens weren't warriors' type; he had to do something. It was when yells could be heard outside, his mind started to race as he remembered Zerah was out there.
"Damn it!" He dashed outside in a flash, but he sure got an unwanted attention of everyone into the room, and all those people dashed after him. What they saw outside was panic, as half aliens and aliens were running from the new Keepers that were already on the village. For a moment Gohan could see Trunks's future, the one he only feared and fought to not come, right in front of him.
As he was lost at the sight he didn't notice when Zerah took Mei on her arms in a protective way. All he could see were aliens trying to hid without success, and he clenched his fists in angry; he had to do something! After a deep breathe he stepped forward, stopping in front of a few robots; his eyes already in the teal color, his features would make any human or alien shiver as the scars made it more scary.
"Everyone gather together! I'll take you all out of here!" He yelled while he was scanned, for a few seconds he thought no one would listen to him, but they gathered anyway; did they had another chance?
"Why should we trust you?" It was a weak voice, the panic sure made the person scared.
Half alien.
As soon as the Keeper talked he smiled evilly; he had to get revenge for his face now. With his hand on his watch he looked at his audience.
"Because I am…" Then at the same time he pressed the button he powered up, the well-known gold color illuminated their eyes. "The Gold Fighter." And with that he used a kamehameha wave to attack the few keepers in front of him, just to see later that it only their arms were gone. He didn't had his visor on, as it was shattered, and his clothes were still dirty with his blood, but all that seemed not to matter as he heard the yells of joy around him. A smile showed how much he appreciated their happiness, but as he saw the number of robots increasing he had no time. "Everyone hold your hands!" He dashed to them, asking for some put their hands on his body.
Putting two fingers on his forehead he took a deep breath; it was now or never. 'I have to do it. I need to help them!' He quickly found his mentor's ki and focused on it. The sound of metal steps were getting closer, closing his eyes he focused deeper; he couldn't fight all those alone as they would drain his energy once more. He heard the steps stop right in front of him, the aliens around him started to murmur in panic; it was when all got silence.
The next thing he heard was Piccolo's voice.
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