A/N: Thanks for your updates! This ones up quicker than the last.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dbz, but I do own Gonyhe and whatever other character I decide to make up for purpose of this story.
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DBZ: Son Gohan & Son Gonyhe
Chapter Twenty-Four
Its About Time
By Anamix1
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"No! It really is my dad! Look!" Gohan cried, levitating out of Krillen's arms, forgetting all of his previous injuries until they started to throb again, but he ignored them. Grinning and waving like an idiot as his father descended from the sky. It was at that moment Krillen's senses picked up another strong power level. Snapping his head toward the source of the power, Krillen was surprised to see a familiar, spiky haired Saiyan hovering in the air above them. He was looking down on them with apprehension, trying to see through the bright glares of the sun. All Goku knew was that their power levels were strong, really strong. Where they friend or foe?
"GOKU!" Krillen cried. "You're here!"
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-Son Gohan & Son Gonyhe-
After squinting his eyes, and hearing his lifelong friends shrill voice call out his name. Goku finally realised who it was that was calling him. Like his friends and children, he to was having trouble sensing out his opponents, or allies, due to the numbing effect of Frieza's power. Although, it wasn't as severe on him as it was on his children, he could still sense just to an extent.
He dropped out of the sky, just as a very beaten and broken Namek hurtled right past him. Reacting quickly, Goku stuck out a hand and gripped the back of Piccolo's gi as he flew past him. Piccolo opened a swollen eye and squinted upwards, thinking it was Frieza who had grabbed him, he was preparing to spit in his face. His face consorted into something that could be best described as pure delight, but with Piccolo you really didn't know.
"You took your dear sweet time getting here!" Piccolo grumbled, not keen on expressing his true feelings toward Goku being there. Gingerly Goku laid the beaten Piccolo down on the ground and scratched the back of his head in a typical son gesture. "Yeah well the tank wouldn't hurry up," Goku defended, grinning sheepishly.
It was at that point that a child sized blur decided to tackle him, almost knocking him to the ground in the process. It burrowed into his stomach, soaking in his warmth. Catching his breath, Goku petted the small figure attached to his waist fondly and grinned down at her, who turned out to be his daughter. "Hey Gonyhe," He greeted.
He frowned when he saw her hair, all short and newly cut. Then he grinned sheepishly, "I don't know what your mother will say about your hair though," He admitted, tousling it gently with his large calloused fingers.
"Kakarot, this is not the time for family reunion!" Snapped a voice that could come from no other than the arrogant Prince of Saiyans himself.
Shrugging, Goku peeled Gonyhe off him and placed her on the ground, eyeing Vegeta precariously as he descended from the sky and took up his favoured resting stance. Arms folded and brows furrowed, his very expression promised death to anybody that ticked him off. "Your brat looks like he needs a tank himself," Remarked Vegeta, indicating to Gohan who was having trouble keeping himself airborne.
Making a confused sound, Goku whirled round and immediately his features darkened as he surveyed the state his son was in. Broken and beaten, it was no condition for a boy his age to be in. The only things normal boys his age should be worried about should be scraped knee's, not whether they were going to survive the battle to live to their next birthday. Taking a sharp intake of breath, Goku sighed as realization hit, Gohan and Gonyhe weren't normal, he wasn't normal. On Planet Vegeta, if it still existed that was, this would be considered normal, fighting for their lives. Goku had grown up comparing himself to earthlings, because he believed he was one. Then his brother came and changed everything. In all honesty he didn't question, growing up, why he had a furry, brown appendage sticking out of his backside while others didn't. He took it in his stride, never once believed he was an alien.
It was hard to imagine he was here, about to fight the most powerful being the galaxy had ever seen because of an unfortunate chain reaction, set off by the brother he never knew he had. It was at that point, Dende decided to make himself known, appearing seemingly out of nowhere as Goku was lost deep in thought.
When he finally snapped out of it, he realised that the small Namekan boy must have had healing powers, because Gohan and Piccolo were good as new. Whilst Gohan's power had went up, also the scrapes and bruises Gonyhe had aquirred from her fight were now non-existent.
What happened next happened in a blink of an eye. A bright, purple, thin beam of light shot out of nowhere and pierced Dende straight through the back and chest as he attempted to heal Krillen. He was dead before he even hit the ground. His body lay there limp, eyes wide and glassy as the others looked on in pure shock. Even Vegeta, who hadn't even seen it coming.
Goku stared at the body for a few seconds, his children's agonized screams not even registering as they cried out for their lost friend. Whirling round and raising his fists in anger, Goku came face to face with the one creature who had caused his son, daughter and two friends suffering, the one who'd caused his peoples suffering and enslavement, the one responsible for the death of his people, the destruction of his planet. For once in his life, Goku was angry enough to kill.
"How could you?" He seethed through clenched teeth.
Frieza recoiled in shock as the Saiyan whirled round, somewhere in his brain a memory was triggered by that unruly mass of black, spiky hair. A few seconds later he got it, where he felt that odd feeling of Déjà vu from, and he burst into fits of mad cackles.
"I thought I recognised you! You reminded me of a skirmish I had with a Saiyan, one who tried pathetically to save his planet from destruction, from yours truly. Bardock I think his name was, yes Bardock. You're his offspring aren't you? Aren't you?! I knew it! Ha-ha this is rich. The son will die the same way the father did. At my hands!" Frieza exploded into more fits of maniacal laughter whilst behind Goku's back Vegeta grumbled to himself.
"At least we know where the hero gene comes from. He gets it from his third class father!" Vegeta muttered under his breath.
-Son Gohan & Son Gonyhe-
"AHHHHCHOOOOOOOO!" Bardock sneezed, letting loose possibly the biggest sneeze he ever done.
"Are you catching a cold Bardock?" Chiaoutzui asked innocently, completely oblivious to the death glare Bardock was sending in his direction.
All activity stopped on the tiny planet of King Kai, before Raditz could be heard bursting into fits of uncontrollable laughter. "S..saiyans don't get colds!" He croaked through laughter. "All this time being dead has made you soft old man. Getting a cold? You're weak, Kakarot I expected, but you?!" Raditz managed to splutter out before laughing again.
"AHHHCHHOOOOOOOOO!" Raditz followed soon after with a mammoth sneeze of his own. With blood rushing to his cheeks he hid his face, mumbling, "Shut up," Over and over again under his breath.
-Son Gohan & Son Gonyhe-
"I wish it would have been me to kill your brother, to see the life draining out of Raditz eyes. How fun!" Declared Frieza delightedly, clapping his hands in some form of maniacal joy.
Goku cocked an eyebrow but didn't drop his guard, if anything he increased it. Slowly he dropped down into a very tight stance, not once taking his eyes off the enemy. His dark eyes bore straight into Frieza's menacing ones, as Frieza eventually stopped his uncontrollable laughter, wiping away a few stray tears. "You want to fight me? You're a pathetic monkey. What hope do you have to succeed if your prince didn't?" Frieza questioned, then he shrugged. "If you want to die, who am I to stop you. Call me executioner." Frieza smirked, flashing a set of pearly white, deadly fangs.
Goku growled low in his throat but still refused to move, even as Frieza flashed him a 'bring-it-on' sign. Every so often his eyes would dart back to his friends standing in tight stances behind him. Everybody stood like that for what seemed like an eternity, neither moving until Piccolo finally figured it out.
"Everybody get out of here!" You're distracting him!" Shouted Piccolo, turning and levitating a few feet into the air.
Nodding furiously, Krillen followed suit, reluctantly followed by Gohan and Gonyhe a few moments later. "Good luck dad! Don't you dare lose!" Warned Gohan as he blasted off into the air. Piccolo floated where he was for a few moments, waiting for Vegeta to follow, but he didn't. "Vegeta move!" Ordered Piccolo sternly, crossing his arms.
Vegeta snarled and shook his head. "I wont cower from that pathetic lizard," Hissed Vegeta.
Faster than anybody could blink Frieza raised his arm and fired a thin purple beam of light toward Vegeta. Goku quickly fazed in right in front of Vegeta, it seemed he was the only one who had saw it coming. Ignoring the cries of 'dodge it' from his children and friends, Goku narrowed his eyebrows and concentrated. Focussing some ki into his right arm he gave a loud war cry and slapped the beam away. The beam ricocheted off his arm and continued on its path, blowing up the closest, unfortunate mountain that happened to be in its path. Vegeta was left speechless and decided for now, to leave. Levitating slowly into the air, he gave one last look at the only full blooded saiyan left in the universe and sighed. "Avenge the saiyan race Kakarot," He whispered softly, before blasting off to join Piccolo, Krillen, Gohan and Gonyhe on a mountain to watch the impending battle.
Once he was sure his friends and family were out of harms way, Goku allowed his fighting instincts to take over. He cracked his knuckles and popped his neck whilst Frieza watched him curiously from a bit away. He cocked his head to the side slightly, watching the Saiyan go through a warm up. He never really understood Saiyans.
"Ready monkey?" Frieza asked after Goku had stopped warming up.
"As I'll ever be," Goku replied in a monotone, all traces of worry void from his voice.
Those four words seemed to pose as a staring bell, as instantly Goku crouched down low to the ground in what could best be described as a power up stance. He let out a mighty roar and at once he started glowing red with the power of the kaioken. There was a loud explosion which was caused by the power radiating off Goku. A storm of energy appeared all around Goku as the very island below him began to tear apart by the power being shown. As a result of the kaioken transformation, a violent red aura suddenly burst around Goku. It flickered violently, even more so than the aura's of the previous allied fighters. Taking a calming breath Goku calmed down, allowing him control of his aura as it vanished, leaving him only with a glowing red body.
Looking up from the ground, Goku felt the pull of the pure power running through his veins. He smirked, a feral smirk that was rarely seen on his face before calling out the very attack his otherworldly mentor had taught him. "KAIOKEN TIMES 50!" Goku declared, sharply increasing his breathing to cope with the mass power flooding his veins. Frieza, in all truthfulness was caught off guard by the sudden development and increase in power. His eyes bugged out the tiniest of bits and his jaw slackened as he fought to regain his composure. "So …." Frieza whispered softly, still at loss for words. "You're stronger than Vegeta. This should be fun," He declared eventually, allowing his cocky smirk to appear back on his face.
With a sound that was a mix between an enraged cry and a growl Goku uncrossed his arms and threw his head back. Kicking off the ground quickly, Goku flew on a straight target toward his enemy. Frieza slipped into a quick stance as soon as Goku kicked off the ground, a little worried about his sudden burst in power. Was this the Super Saiyan of legend? He shuddered at the thought, but dispelled all current thoughts from his head and new no more but stars as Goku's feet implanted themselves in the side of his head.
Stumbling forward slightly, Frieza whipped round quickly, following his instincts leading him to duck under a ki induced kick and back-flip off a knee snap out kick before it had time to implant itself in his stomach. Letting out a frustrated snarl, Goku let his fists fly allowing them to slash through the air at a furious pace, not completely registering when some punches connected and others did not. Constantly Frieza fended off the blows, not returning some of his own. He continued to back off slowly in mid air, growling softly at the thought a monkey was pushing him back. Stopping for a moment, Goku grew frustrated to see no new injuries on the tyrants body and charged forward again this time making contact with Frieza's midsection with his knee. Quickly slamming his fist into Frieza's chin and backing off as soon as he'd done so, Goku allowed himself a breather before letting out a furious war cry and charging back into the fray of the battle.
Charging toward Frieza, Goku allowed his fury to add strength to his punches. After a furious bout that neither knew how long lasted, the two backed off from one another, eyeing each other precariously. Swearing softly under his breath that he only managed to give Frieza a busted lip and a few bruises, Goku cocked back his fist and let it swing, hitting Frieza squarely on the jaw, knocking him senseless, as well as giving the tyrant a nasty bruise. He then perused the tyrant, continuing to rain down the blows and pummel the feared ruler into the ground. Whilst Frieza did nothing, rather could do nothing to quell the attack.
Frieza could do nothing during the beating, so just grinned and bared it. Hoping desperately that his opponent would slip up, and slip up he did. An over extension of the left arm was all it took for the tyrant to slip up, causing the full blooded Saiyan to hit nothing but air. Leaping back through the air, Frieza scowled as he took a mere second to examine himself. Grimacing in detest as he swept over the now many, purple and black bruises as well as the many points on his body where his blood had been spilled.
"Hmm. Not bad!" Frieza remarked with a slow clap of his hands. "I'll admit, you have fighting skills, but do you have the power to fight of energy attacks?" Frieza sneered sinisterly.
With that being said Frieza quickly raised two fingers which where now glowing a bright purple from the build up of energy. Letting out a yell, Frieza fired the two narrow beams out of his two fingers, growing more and more in frustration as Goku dodged every beam thrown at him. Smirking callously, Frieza aimed repositioned his fingers and aimed the beams for Goku's feet. Watching in sick amusement as he leapt about furiously in mid air, dodging the beams for all he was worth.
"Dance monkey! Dance!" Cackled Frieza, who continued to fire out the deadly beams at high speeds.
Goku gave a startled yelp and moved his body furiously, twisting and turning it in several directions to avoid being hit by the deadly beams. He couldn't stop the inevitable, only delay it. So eventually one beam did manage to hit him, just his luck that it managed to strike him straight in the middle of his chest. The beam burned him and left a painful stinging, but thanks to the hastily made ki shield at the last minute, Goku escaped major injury.
Goku patted his chest hastily, trying to rid the burning sensation that was annoying him to no end. Frieza cocked an eyebrow in slight amusement, the monkey's may have been a pain in his backside for as long as he could remember, but at least they put on a show. "Are you done?" Frieza asked coolly, after Goku had eventually stopped jumping about. His answer was a set of black eyebrows furrowing and a war cry reaching his ears, then both shot back into battle.
Frieza easily dodged Goku's attacks, taunting him as he done so. He enjoyed the look of disbelief mixed with fury on the full blooded Saiyan's features as his attacks failed. As time went on, Frieza eventually grew tired of just dodging the attacks his Saiyan opponent sent at him, so he quickly turned the tables. Quickly and gracefully he went into attack mode, delivering ten five quick punches to Goku's tender stomach, followed up by a roundhouse kick to the lower back which sent his opponent careering into a nearby mountain. The impact caused rocks of all shapes and sizes to fall onto the already downed Saiyan, most likely to be destroyed once Goku regained his bearings.
Quicker than Frieza expected, Goku fazed into view right in front of him, swiftly back-handing him in the face, sending the tyrant spiralling backwards. As he was spiralling backwards, Frieza was slammed into the ground courtesy of his adversary. Just as Frieza was recovering from his sudden meeting with the ground, Goku appeared right above his head, foot heading straight for his face. Growling under his breath, Frieza threw himself to the side, dodging the blow, but starting up something completely different. Again and again Goku aimed for Frieza by trying to stomp down on his head, and again and again Frieza rolled across the dirt in an attempt at a dodge. This carried on for a few minutes until Frieza grew tired of this façade and caught the next foot meant for his head.
Goku's eyes widened in surprise as he tried to break the tyrants iron grip. With a jerk of his small, but powerful hands Goku was sent soaring side-wards as Frieza instantly leapt back on his feet and he launched himself back into the fray. Both tyrant and Saiyan then went on to engage in a furious battle of hand-to-hand combat that even the strongest warriors there found hard to keep up.
This vicious hand-to-hand combat continued for a while, with Frieza being the obvious winner and only toying with his opponent for his own amusement. Their patterns where the same, their punches and kicks mere blurs to all who were watching. Breaking the continues pattern, Goku found an escape and backed off a little, breathing heavier as he caught his breath. Although this was a fight to the death he couldn't help but feel excited, this was exhilarating.
Frieza suddenly got a maniacal glint in his eye and held out two hands, instantly purple energy pulsed and swirled in his palms. Goku stared shocked at the orbs of purple energy, those were extremely powerful so powerful he was having doubts that he could block them. Grinning Frieza held the two orbs at arms length and continued to bounce them playfully on his arms before his face broke into a feral grin. Goku remained transfixed on the orbs, wondering what he was going to do with them. Cranking back his arm Frieza flew the first blast, but it sailed straight past Goku's shoulder effortlessly while he stared at it with confusion. Only when he turned his back and stared transfixed as the orb made its way through the air, did he realise Frieza was aiming for him, but his children and friends.
"NOOOOO!" Came his shrill cry as the orb stealthily grew closer to his family.
Throwing caution to the wind, Goku turned tail on Frieza and shot off toward the orb, breaking speed barriers in the process.
-Son Gohan & Son Gonyhe-
"Dad's losing isn't he?" Gohan asked in a quiet voice as he surveyed the battle from on top of the cliff.
Nobody answered the question as they remained transfixed on the battle, even Gonyhe ignored him. Something that she usually never did, never had the heart to do. There was no denying it but, their father, the man they looked up to, their saviour, was losing. Was that even possible? For Gohan it wasn't. His dad could do anything. Couldn't he?
The revving of motorbike engines snapped him out of his trans like state. He stared bewildered as the form of Bulma came into view, riding upon her capsule-corp motorbike. Although there was something off about her, she had a cruel smirk on her face. Something never seen before on the usually kind heiress, and was that a frog clinging onto the back of her motorbike for dear life. Tilting his head to the side slightly, he spotted out of the corner of his eye Gonyhe cock at eyebrow at her sudden appearance.
Bulma pulled off her helmet, shaking her head and letting her hair flow freely. The frog instantly detached itself from the bike and raced err hopped over to Gohan and began to jump up and down, waving frantically at Gohan's boots. "Has the fight already started. Darn I missed it!" Cursed Bulma in a more mature and manly voice than anybody was used to hearing.
They stopped and stared at her, loss for words at her sudden change in voice. Bulma put on a fake girlish giggle, laughing uneasily. "I've got a cold," She offered in a put on, girlish voice. Piccolo muttered under his breath softly, something that couldn't even be picked up fully by sharp Saiyan ears. Gonyhe heard a few things, she definitely heard, " Earthlings" , "Harpy," and "Never understand them." The half Saiyan girl let out a small chuckle but quickly stopped as her Namekan mentors steely glare turned on her.
"Bulma, you really shouldn't be here. It's too dangerous," Krillen rebuked, genially concerned for her safety. Bulma scowled and glared at Krillen, who was starting to sweat and crack under the death glare. "I'm fine baldy!" She snapped back in a manly voice.
Gohan, who until this point had been talking to the frog, convinced it had been Ginyu. Looked at Bulma curiously, then looked to the frog and continued this process a number of times before being really confused. Sighing he scratched his head and watched interested as the frog, whom he believed to be Ginyu, started to write in the ground with her feet. It wasn't neat, but it wasn't completely unreadable.. 'I am Bulma!' Gohan read the sentence twice, the words not really registering in his brain until ….
"WHAT?!" Gonyhe yelled, looking over her brothers shoulder and reading the text the frog had written. She repeated the process her brother had made, looking from the frog to Bulma and back again a few times before she managed to splutter out, "You're Bulma?" The Bulma-frog nodded proudly, clearly swollen with pride at being finally understood.
"So that means ….-" Gonyhe said in a whisper as she ran the possibilities through her head. "GINYU!" She bellowed, pointing a finger at Ginyu then instantly charging up a ki blast.
The Bulma-frog then proceeded to jump around wildly in front of Gonyhe's foot as a silent pleading to not destroy her body.
Dropping the façade, Ginyu chuckled softly, but the very sound of it sent chills up everybody's spines. "Such a smart little monkey," he cooed. "Now that you know there's no use hiding it. No use keeping this pathetic, weakling body. So … I pick you-" Ginyu declared, turning toward a now very startled Piccolo, who was frozen to the spot by an unseen force.
"CHANGE … NOW!"
Those words brought back bad memories, so it was no wonder most stiffened when the techniques name was called out. All except Bulma the frog couldn't move out of pure shock, but you should never underestimate the power of one woman on a mission to get her body back. There was a blinding flash of light in which the figure of the frog body of Bulma's could be seen rushing toward Piccolo to hopefully get in the way.
Everything was quiet until …. "YAYYY! I GOT MY BODY BACK!" Bulma bawled happily, clutching any and every part of her body she could get her hands on and squeezing it tightly as if it were going to run away from her at any given minute. Gohan sweat dropped while glaring daggers at the now frog Ginyu, who was trying to hop away without being noticed.
"Stop your infernal shrieking woman!" Snarled Vegeta, grimacing and clutching his ears in pain.
Bulma put her hands on her hips and opened her mouth to hit back with a witty retort but was interrupted by Krillen as he cried a warning to all of them. "INCOMING!" Krillen bellowed as he scrambled to the air. The others hastily followed suit, but not before Gohan swooped in picking up Bulma bridal style. It was some sight to see, a young boy carrying a grown woman bridal style, but it had to be done.
As the group of six where making their escape in the opposite direction, the blast struck the mountain. Completely obliterating it in the process. Shockwaves rung out, toppling Gohan and making him drop a hysterical Bulma as he struggled to regain control of his flight. She free fell threw the air, eyes red from crying she closed her eyes and waited for the crash, but it never came. She did land on something, and it was as solid as a brick wall, but wasn't the ground further up. Shrieking she frantically grasped for something to steady herself. She grasped onto something remarkably soft and feathery, but was in no doubt it was someone's hair. With her eyes firmly closed, she continued to feel the hair, as it rose in a flame like fashion. She suddenly stopped realising something. Only two people she knew had hair that defied gravity, one was Goku, her life long friend, but he was in the middle of trying to save their butts yet again by defeating Frieza. The other was a mass murderer, previously hired by the very person her best friend was trying to defeat. She gulped cranking open one eye and looking murder straight in the face. "H…hey Vegeta," she said weakly.
He scowled and it was then she realised he had been the one to catch her, and she was now gripping onto his flame-like hair for dear life, whilst he had one arm around her waist. "Stop your infernal shrieking woman. You're making my ears bleed," Informed Vegeta gruffly. Then he looked down at Bulma with a sadistic smirk as he loosened his grip slightly on her, making her clutch him even tighter and let out a frightened whimper. "Remind me again, why I'm holding you?" Questioned Vegeta coolly.
Bulma's response was a few more terrified whimpers, then a loud shrieking as she was carelessly dropped from Vegeta's arms. "JERK!" Bulma bellowed as she fell through the air. She was quickly caught yet again, this time by an enraged Gohan, who looked at Vegeta through hate filled eyes.
Vegeta glared back at the young saiyan with the same look as the two remained in a ferocious staring contest, until Goku's agonized scream snapped them out of their deadlock. Whirling round, ignoring the protest from the blue-haired scientist in his arms, Gohan's breath hitched in his throat as he caught sight of his father. "Father," He whispered softly, his words getting lost in the wind.
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Smirking as Goku raced away from him, with a flick of his wrist Frieza sent the other energy ball, racing after the unsuspecting Saiyan. He frowned as the blast missed its intended targets as they escaped from the air, but his annoyance was short lived as the second blast hit the Saiyan directly on his back, causing him to plummet from the sky and crash into the ground head first.
Goku spun out of control, hitting the ground at high speeds as the blast connected. He was so caught up in his own worry, he didn't see it coming. He hit the ground head first then continued on for a few hundred metres until he eventually slowed and came to a stop, digging a deep trench from his point of hitting the ground the first time. To his stopping point. His gi was smoking and ripped in in numerous places. Not to mention the large scorch mark on his back where the blast hit, or the bloody cuts and bruises that littered his body. Yes, he hadn't had a fight like this in a good while, it felt good.
For a while, Frieza wasn't sure if Goku was even going to stand back up after his attack, but he did. Shrugging and muttering under his breath, "His funeral," Frieza kicked up off the ground lightly and floated leisurely over to Goku, his tail twitching in agitation. "You ready for round two Saiyan?" Frieza asked nochantley.
His reply, was a fist smacking into his face sending him a few feet backwards through the air. Growling Frieza righted himself and wiped away a trickle of blood as it ran from the corners of his mouth. His eyes narrowed into slits as he watched the Saiyan charge at him. No-one tainted his face, well maybe no-one except his father. The Saiyan would pay! Letting loose a war-cry of his own Frieza shot through the skies to meet his opponent halfway.
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A/N: This ones up quicker than the last one, it's not as long as the last one, but hey, at least its up.