A Disturbed Savior: The End
Disclaimer : I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT OR ANYTHING DRAGONBALL RELATED FOR THAT MATTER. ALL OF THAT IS PROPERTY OF AKIRA TORIYAMA, TOEI AND FUNIMATION.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!" She turned around and screamed in anger. The voice she thought to be inside her head was haunting her everywhere she went. She wasn't going to take it anymore. But when she turned around she found she was yelling at an empty street. No one in clear sight. She looked up at the dark afternoon sky and sighed. She turned around to head back to the front door she was supposed to have opened by this point.
"VIDEL! MY SWEET LITTLE BABY! YOU'RE HOME!" She was unexpectedly grabbed and lifted in the air by a brawny man with wild frizzy hair. "Oh my poor baby. Are you ok? Are you hurt? Please answer me." The man pleaded.
Videl, being squeezed half to death by this man was gasping for air. "Can't...breathe...let...go..."
"Oh, my bad. I just missed my little girl so much. As soon as I heard about what happened..I..." The tears streaming down his face wouldn't allow him to finish his sentence.
"Dad, I'm ok. Really. See?" She dusted herself off and showed there were no bruises on her body. She then pointed to her forehead where a large bump was visible behind her bangs. "This is the only thing that hurt."
"What happened to my little baby girl?" His anger was rising now. "Tell me now! Who did this to you?"
Videl waved her hands in front of his face. "Dad it's ok really. I'm fine. And besides, I couldn't tell you who it was anyways. And even if I did, it wouldn't do you any good."
"Oh? And why is that?" He asked, interested in what happened.
She turned her head towards the ground and away from his stare. "Well." She paused, attempting to come up with something he might believe. She couldn't tell him about Gohan. "Well, you see, what happened was..."
"Turn around Videl." The voice whispered in her ear once more. Total shock hit her all at once. She froze up mid sentence and left her dad worried. Her body was frozen still and her face went pale.
"Videl? Are you alright hunny? What happened? Please tell me."
Frozen still she stood there. 'Did he not just hear that? What's going on? Am I the only one hearing him? Is it just in my head? Am i going crazy here?'
"Videl! VIDEL! What's going on?" She lifted her and violently shook her body trying to snap her out of her trance. She shook her head after a while.
"HUh? Dad! Stop it. I'm fine. I just, I thought I heard something. It must have been wind. It's alright." She didn't want to tell him that she was going senile.
"Alright. Well?"
"Well what?"
"Are you going to tell me what happened last weekend?" She was hoping to avoid mentioning the Golden haired God that single-handedly took down an entire gang armed with Rockets and assault rifles.
"Can we just go inside. I really miss my bed." She gave him those irresistible puppy dogs eyes. The powder blue eyes all muffed up like that, impossible for the middle aged martial artist to resist. She was all he had left in this world.
Videl was laying in her bed minding her own business, just trying to block out everything. She was both mentally and physically exhausted. She could even say she was going crazy. She kept hearing a voice inside her head telling her to turn around. But it all felt so real, it sounded so close. She could have sworn she felt someone or something touching her the previous night. She was being stalked everywhere she went and didn't know why. She had a good guess of who, but that didn't answer her previous question.
Every time she would turn around, there was nothing there. She felt so lost, she knew where she was, but she just couldn't pin point it, but she knew something was wrong. If he was following her, there must have been a reason for it. She thought long and hard and remembered how he reacted to seeing the bite mark on her neck.
She gripped her hand tighter around the area surrounding the mark beneath her palm. She was sure that he was looking for it now. But she didn't know, but wanted to know why. She hesitated for a moment but slowly began lifting her hand before she felt a warmth embody her hand whole. She looked where her hand felt hot. It was him. His grip so tight, yet, soft. He left his hand there for a moment and another. It was getting to be too much for him to handle at this point, he had to know. Without warning he flung their clutched hands off of her neck.
It was there, no more hiding it, it was clear as day. Two small closed up marks where his teeth had sunk into her skin. His body began trembling, his shook violently and his eyes started to twitch. "No." he whispered.
"What?"
"NOOOO!" He screamed to the heavens above. Letting the anger take him even further his hair stood up in attention. A single lock forming that strayed across his face. The extreme winds flung Videl to the seat of her pants. The electricity crackled around his screaming body. The energy shook the ground around them and made a deep crater nearly 100 feet in diameter.
"Go-Gohan?" She whimpered. She was witnessing first hand what it meant to be on the opposite side of his fury, and it wasn't a pretty sight. For a moment she felt like his enemy, but she didn't know why she was being treated so. "GOHAN! What's..."She had to cover her face and mouth, the winds were too much. "GOHAN!"
He ignored the cries. He was deafened by the anger being released all at once. His power growing by the second, his screams at their peak. His senses, even reaching farther than ever before. Good thing too, he could already sense Vegeta powered up and on his way to where he was. The same went for Piccolo. He could feel his mentor already halfway to the training area. He feared that Piccolo would scold him for getting worked up over something he hardly understood.
The hurricane winds slowly began to die down in coordination with the sudden disappearance of Gohan's howling. Videl was able to open her eyes, but just barely enough to see his hair receding back down to it's normal state. She saw how he struggled to regain control of himself. His face cringed with pain as he was slowly trying to power down. His spikey hair turned back to it's large bocky state, still glowing gold.
He could slowly feel himself regaining control. The winds by this point had died down and completely. The ground stopped shaking and the lightning was no longer circling his body. He has as he was born. Jet black hair with matching charcoal eyes. He was breathing deep breathes as he set his hands down on his knees trying to catch his breathe. He raveled his tail back around his waist and came to a continuous slow breathing pattern. He was finally in control again. But it wasn't enough. He reached his senses out once more. It was too late though, he didn't need to look. He could feel their eyes staring daggers towards the back of his head. Disappointment reset itself once again on Son Gohan.
His arms dangled by his sides as he bowed his head, not wanting to show any signs of shame to the human in front of him. He couldn't show weakness around her. He had shed enough tears already. He didn't need her to think of him as some sort of weird emotional freak. He already had an odd reputation with her as it was.
"G-Gohan? What, what is this?" She leaned her head to the left as she slowly ran her fingers up her shoulder up to the holes. It felt so weird to her. Like it was another part of her, separate from the rest of her being. Like it was, someone else's aura there. She couldn't tell why she thought this, but she believed it to be truth. But why?
"He stifled up a single sniffle. And with great remorse "The end."
"What? The end? The end of what? Gohan! Tell me wh-"
*CRACK*
With a quick snap of his wrist she was out like a dead battery. Her body fell into his arms. He looked down upon her fragile body with that look that was a mix of anger and sadness.
She was leaning up against the window sill, just staring out unto the cold rainy evening. It was starting to die down but the dark clouds above didn't look like they were leaving anytime soon. She sighed and walked over to her bed and dug her face in the covers. It had been such a long day, she just wanted to get some rest. With the addition of her dad coming home early, her day was slightly better than what it might have been had he still been away. Sleeping at Erasa's house was alright and all, but still. There was...
"Turn around Videl" She jumped from her belly into a defensive position with her knees firmly planted into her bed with her arms close to her face. She looked around the room for him. She felt that he was here this time. She just knew it this time, something told her that he was near, that he always was there, but she just couldn't see him the other times. It wasn't just a voice inside her head.
"Where are you! Come out you coward! Show yourself!" She demanded this end here and now. It needed to be settled once and for all. She would not let it go on. 'Now. Where is he?' She cringed her eyes as she searched for any sign of him in her room.
There wasn't a single inch that she hadn't covered that he was hiding in. She slowly moved her legs off her bed and stood on the floor. Creeping around her room with her arms close to her face she carefully approached her closet door. She reached for the handle. A second passed with her hand clutching the cold wood. Without another moment of hesitation she threw the door panel open and jumped back into a defensive stance.
There wasn't a sign of anyone in the closet. She dropped her guard. "Maybe I am going crazy." She let out a loud yawn. This was more than just mentally exhausting. It was taking a toll on her physically as well. She ran a hand down her hair and down her neck. She was just going to go get something to eat and get everything off her mind.
"Boo." Her hand stopped feeling for skin, shivers ran down her spine once more. This was it, this was her one chance. He was that close. He had to be there. A sudden rush a blood streamed through her veins. Heat overwhelmed the cold feeling in her palms as she gripped tightly. She turned swung furiously at whatever was behind her.
This time, this one time, he was willing to let her have her shot. He stood there and took whatever she was willing to give. Her punch was nearing his face. He would let it make contact just to shame her even further.
When her fist made contact she had a small grin on her face, she finally did it. She hit him. She finally gave him what he deserved. There was no way he would be able to take that head on from that close, right? Behind her frustration she forgot exactly who this person was. This was Son Gohan. The same person who took on a barrage of bullets, an RPG and many gang members all once. He was also the same person who she learned was the real person, it was really him. And he proved it time and time again.
She left her fist on his rock hard face for what seemed like an eternity, just waiting fir a reaction, maybe even the slightest flinch. In fact, he began to smile a wide grin. "Heh. So I guess you still have some fire left in you after all."
She was stunned. She just put everything into that punch. But he just laughed it off. But then again, what else was she to expect from the kid who beat Cell single-handedly, and easily at that.
"Grrrr. Why do you keep following me!"
He stared her down. Eying her figure, getting a clear picture of who she was. He turned his head and examined the room he was in for the first time since he began hiding in the shadows. There were many papers pinned to her walls. Most of them newspapers from the years dated back 6 years previous. MOst of them had that idiot of a father of hers' picture on them with his fingers extended outwards in a 'V' while he laughed with his mouth wide open.
He continued his venture upon her walls. The dates became newer if you read them from left to right. She kept them ordered and neat so she could read and go over them anytime she wanted. He skimmed through most of them until he reached a certain date, a little over 3 years ago.
"Cell" he read off. There was a picture of the monster standing still with his arms crossed and his back turned from the camera. He slowly walked towards the paper and ran his hands down as he read the words on the page. He read on, most of it was about how Cell killed many innocent lives and how he played tricks to kill the World Army. Gohan laughed at that bit. He turned the page over and there was something he never expected.
It was like he was staring into a colorless mirror. There was a picture of him, it took up most of the page too. There was a whole page dedicated to him. It was mainly about how he was just a boy and holding his own against the monster. The picture was of him with an angry grin laid on his face, blood was streaming down his forehead and there was rubble floating all around him.
She just stared at him in confusion as she watched him go through page after page of the Cell Games Newspapers. Most of the papers she collected were about him. "Why are you so interested in those? You were there weren't you? You should know everything there is to know about the Cell Games."
He kept on rummaging through paper after paper just to his face pasted on a fair share of them. Why was the world so interested in him. He couldn't help wonder. Why was she so interested in him? Every paper had the same information in it, yet she had just about every paper that printed an article about the Games. He turned his head back to her.
"What is all this? Why do you have all these?" His tone was no longer that creepy, menacing, violent tone. He was sincerely asking her a question which he hoped to receive an answer to.
She blushed a bright red. All the blood was rushing to her head, she was beginning to sweat. She was a bit embarrassed at the moment. 'I can't tell him that I used to...'
"VIDEL! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!"
A/N: Just bought myself a new Asus Laptop, so I had to transfer all my files over before I got started in this chapter. This one didn't turn out like I would have liked, but I guess it continues next chapter, right?
So I bitched and bitched and got more reviews than I've gotten for a single chapter. Well now. I should have taken that route a long time ago. I doubt you guys can do that again though. Yes that's a challenge you butt pirates. I did say Reviews are motivation and it was no lie. I still haven't started writing the next chapter for my other story, A Fight For Trust, but I'll get to that tomorrow.
*Btw don't take the title as I assume some will. It's the name of a song and it fits. In case some haven't noticed, most of the chapter names are titles of songs.