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Chapter 3-That's Unbelievable
With Gohan
Gohan spent the rest of the night in the room he woke up in. He still blamed himself for the death of his father; however, he did recall that he defeated Cell, and that made him feel a little better. Pushing all thoughts aside, Gohan was currently trying to figure out a way to get home. His mother was all alone now that his father was dead and he was lost. He started to get worried…then again, Bulma was there, and she wouldn't leave his mom alone in her time of need.
Gohan got up and walked toward the door, deciding he wouldn't find a way home if he stayed in bed all day. He quickly changed into the new clothes that Wendy left for him and opened the door. The door suddenly collided with someone and they let out a small scream. The half Saiyan closed his eyes and covered his ears in response. "Damn Saiyan hearing; now I know how Piccolo feels," thought Gohan. When he removed his hands and opened his eyes, he was surprised to see Wendy on the floor.
"Wendy, I'm sorry!" Gohan apologized as he offered his hand; he could hardly believe that he didn't hear her coming to the door with his excellent hearing. "I didn't do it on purpose; I didn't know you were on the other side of the door!"
"That's okay, Gohan. I'm sure you didn't mean it," Wendy told him as she took his hand and got on her feet. "By the way, the master wants to talk to you downstairs. He sent me to bring you to him if you don't mind."
"I don't mind. Oh, the master told me that you're the one who carried me here when I was unconscious and healed me," Gohan said. "I just wanted to thank you, Wendy."
The Sky Dragon Slayer was fighting a blush that was creeping onto her face. "Did the master really have to tell him that?" she thought.
"Ahem." The Exceed that was standing behind Wendy coughed. "I think we should take Gohan to the master. It's rude to keep him waiting."
Wendy nodded. "Right. Umm Gohan, do you mind if we go now or do you have something to do first?" she asked the Saiyan.
"That's fine, we can go now," Gohan said. He then turned to the cat and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't get your name."
"Oh, this is Carla," Wendy introduced her friend.
"Nice to meet you, Gohan," Carla said.
"Nice to meet you too, Carla," Gohan replied. "Um, exactly how many guild members are downstairs?" He could sense a lot more people than Wendy and Makarov.
"Well, Natsu, Erza, Gray, and Lucy just came back from a job, so that makes the whole guild aside from Gildarts and Gajeel," Wendy answered. "But Gajeel should be back soon."
The thought of meeting so many people made the Demi Saiyan sigh. He wasn't sure how they would react to him. Wendy noticed this and tried to comfort him. "Don't worry, they're all really nice people."
"Alright then, let's go," Gohan said.
Downstairs
Natsu had just handed in his 11th job request; he was completing assignments at a fast rate. Everyone knew he was working hard to restore Fairy Tail's reputation after the 7 years they lost due to the incident on Tenrou Island.
"Natsu, you're being way too active, not to mention loud," Gray said in a bored tone.
"What did you just say, ice stripper?!" Natsu asked, peeved, as he got in Gray's face. The Fire Dragon Slayer was dying for a fight and now was a good opportunity he wasn't going to let go.
"I said you're being way too noisy, flame brain!" Gray repeated. He pushed back at Natsu's face, indicating that he was accepting the challenge.
"You'd better take that back or I'm gonna whip your sorry butt into an ice stick!" Natsu threatened. Before their rivalry could go any further, Erza walked over to the two mages and kicked them into the other side of the guild hall.
"You two better behave yourselves! We have a guest and we don't want to scare him away with your fights! Got that?" Erza threatened the mages, who were now shivering in fear.
"Yes, Erza!" they said.
"Good." Titania smiled.
Lucy sighed before asking, "Don't you think our guest will get scared if he sees you beating up Natsu and Gray?"
Erza thought about this. "You're right, Lucy. After all, he is a 12 year old boy. I will restrain myself." She then turned and glared at the two mages, who were now hugging each other while on the floor. "However, if you do anything stupid, I will knock some sense into you as soon as the guest leaves." Lucy just sweatdropped from Erza's overreaction.
Gohan soon appeared downstairs with Wendy and Carla. Makarov was the first to notice him. "Ah, good to see you, Gohan," the old man greeted the half Saiyan. The entire guild turned to see a small but muscular boy who was taller than Wendy by a few centimeters with long black spiky hair. He wore a dark gray top and black pants.
"You wanted to see me, master?" the hybrid inquired in a polite tone as he ignored all the stares he was receiving from the other members.
"Well, I was just wondering if you would consider joining our guild," Makarov told him. This question caused Gohan to stare at the master for a few seconds. Although he didn't tell Makarov about his friends, his family, or even his Saiyan heritage, he did tell him that his injuries were a result of a fight and that his powers came from his Ki instead of magic.
Still, this didn't explain why the master of an important guild would want him to join. He was actually surprised when the master said he believed him. The master did ask the young boy to say that he uses magic rather than Ki if anyone asked, though. He didn't like lying, but he agreed to it anyway. It still shocked him that Makarov wanted him to join Fairy Tail.
"Um, excuse me?" Gohan managed to say.
"I just asked if you would join our guild. We could help you understand what happened to you and how to return home," Makarov repeated. This made sense to Gohan, but before he could give his answer, someone spoke up.
"Master, are you sure about this? He is a kid, after all," Macao said. "It could be dangerous, and if he gets hurt, we could get in trouble with his parents."
"Macao, I've been the master of Fairy Tail for a long time so I've got loads of experience, but in all my years, I've learned that age doesn't matter in a guild. Just look at Wendy and Romeo. They were just as old as Gohan when they joined if not younger." Macao could only stare at the master as he continued to speak. "What matters in a guild isn't age, it's the fire in your heart that will lead you on your adventures, the ability to make friends and protect them when needed, and the will to fight for the sake of your family and not abandon them!"
All the members stared at the master with fondness as they were inspired by his heartfelt speech.
"So, what do you say, Gohan?" Makarov asked.
The son of Goku thought about this for a moment and then answered, "Alright, I'll join."
"Excellent. Now let us introduce you to your new guild mates-" Before Makarov could finish speaking, Natsu suddenly appeared in front of the new recruit.
"You look strong; fight me!" Natsu challenged the Saiyan. The Fire Wizard was suddenly punched in the head by the queen of the Fairies. Erza grabbed Natsu and started to shake him violently. "Introduce yourself properly or I'll beat you senseless!" Erza threatened the Dragon Slayer.
"So much for restraint." Lucy sweatdropped.
Watching Erza discipline Natsu seemed to bring a smile to Gohan's face. Wendy noticed this and asked, "What's funny, Gohan?"
"It's nothing. Erza just reminds me of my mom," the Saiyan answered. "And the pink haired guy reminds me of my dad."
"Ahem." Makarov cleared his throat. "As I was saying, before we introduce you, you must be marked with the Fairy Tail symbol. Mira, if you would."
A long white haired girl in a red sleeveless dress soon approached the young Z fighter with a stamp. "Where do you want the mark, Gohan?" Mirajane asked in a sweet tone.
Gohan thought for a second and replied, "On my right shoulder."
"What color?"
"Red will be fine," the boy answered.
Mirajane nodded and proceeded to stamp the twelve year old boy's right shoulder. Gohan's shoulder sparkled as the red mark appeared on it. "There you go, Gohan. Welcome to our guild!" Mira said cheerfully.
"Thank you, Miss Mirajane," Gohan responded.
"You can call me Mira," Mirajane told him.
"Let's introduce you to the others, shall we?" Makarov suggested. All the guild members came up to meet their new family member. Gohan learned the name of every member in the guild, from Team Natsu, to Team Shadow Gear, to the Thunder Legion, and every other member that wasn't part of a team. Gohan managed to memorize the name of every member quicker than he expected. "I guess mom forcing me to study must've enhanced my memory," Gohan thought.
"Hey Gohan, fight me!" Natsu challenged the boy again.
"Why don't you pick on someone your own size, fire mouth?" Gray said in exasperation.
"Why don't you make me, ice freak!" Natsu replied angrily.
The two wizards started butting heads with each other once again. Their auras started to mix, like a blend of fire and ice. Before it could escalate, Erza punched both of them in the face.
"Don't worry, they're always like this," Lisanna revealed to the half breed from behind.
"That's how real men solve their problems!" Elfman yelled.
"Silence, Elfman!" Erza ordered.
"Yes ma'am," Elfman responded meekly.
"Yep, she's just as scary as my mother," Gohan thought. He then addressed Natsu. "If you want to fight me Natsu, then okay."
"Alright!" Natsu cried. "Starting NOW!
The Fire Dragon Slayer charged at the Demi Saiyan with great speed. Before Gohan could brace himself, Erza kicked Natsu, sending him flying through the guild hall. "No fighting in the guild hall!" Erza reprimanded him. "We don't want to wreck the place again!"
"I agree with Erza," Wendy spoke up.
"Don't you think kicking Natsu through the wall is considered wrecking the place?" Levy questioned.
"Indeed," Jet and Droy agreed.
"Well then, let's take it outside the guild hall. How about the town square?" Natsu suggested as he came back to the guild, barely scathed.
"How about we fight outside the town so we don't cause any damage?" Gohan gave his own suggestion.
"Good idea, Gohan," Erza agreed. "Let's get going."
Aside from Macao, who wasn't interested in the fight, all the guild members left the guild hall, leaving it empty.
Trunks woke up the next morning a little confused as his surroundings were unfamiliar to him. He sighed as memories of yesterday's event raced through his mind; He spent all night trying to come up with a good explanation about what happened to him; all he could deduce was that he somehow entered a different dimension. Although it sounded unbelievable, so did the idea of traveling through time, so he could believe it till someone could convince him otherwise.
After spending ten minutes in bed pondering, he decided to leave the room. He pulled out a capsule from his boot, pressed the button and threw it. With a loud poof, clothes similar to the ones he wore when he fought Frieza appeared in a puff of smoke. He changed into his clothes and made his way to the guild hall.
"Oh, there you are, Trunks. I was just about to see if you were awake," Lyon said in slight surprise as he met Trunks halfway down the stairs. "The master wishes to see you, and a word of advice, don't make her angry or she'll spin you."
Trunks wasn't sure what he meant by spin, but he nodded and thanked Lyon for the advice. He entered the office, where master Ooba was sitting in a chair, waiting for him.
"How are you, young man?" she asked the Saiyan.
"I'm fine," he replied. "And I want to thank you for letting me stay the night."
"Think nothing of it." Ooba waved it off. "So, have you come across any conclusion about your situation?"
"The only conclusion I have is that I somehow traveled to another dimension, but I can't prove that," Trunks answered.
"I see," Ooba said. "Well, would you like to join our guild? You might find your friend or even a way home while doing some jobs."
Trunks thought about the master's offer. It did make sense to him since he had no other way to search for Gohan, so he decided to accept the invitation. "I would be honored to join your guild."
Ooba smiled. "Well then, use this to stamp on the Lamia Scale mark." She handed Trunks the Lamia Scale stamp. The Son of Vegeta decided to place the mark on his left shoulder in honor of his mentor, Gohan, who lost his left arm to save his life. "Welcome to our guild," Ooba said when the mark appeared on Trunks' shoulder.
"Thank you. I'll take a job to start off," Trunks responded.
"Very well," Ooba said since she knew Trunks wanted to find his friend right away. "The job requests are in the main hall." The Demi Saiyan left her office and entered the main hall; Chelia was the first to spot him.
"So, how'd it go?" she asked in a cheerful tone.
"It went fine. She asked to join the guild and I accepted," Trunks told her as he showed off his Lamia Scale mark.
"So you're one of us now?" Lyon asked with a smirk as he approached Trunks. "Then you have to fight one of us."
"Huh? Why should I fight one of you?" the half Saiyan questioned.
"In our guild, any new member has to fight any current member to see where they'll be ranked in the guild," Lyon explained. "However, you must choose your opponent without us telling you who's the strongest or the weakest."
"That's fine by me," Trunks said. He looked at Chelia, Sherry, Lyon, Yuka, Jura, and Toby, trying to decide who to fight. He closed his eyes to try and sense each of their energy levels; it was difficult since they used magic instead of Ki. He opened his eyes and looked directly at Jura; he looked like he could be the strongest and the Saiyan could use a good challenge since he hadn't trained since the Cell Games.
Lyon noticed that Trunks was looking at Jura, thinking that the boy was seriously unlucky. "I guess it's settled; Trunks will fight Jura."
Jura simply nodded and approached the Z Fighter before extending his hand. "May the best man win," he said respectfully.
Trunks smiled and shook Jura's hand. "When do we get to fight?" he inquired. He couldn't hide his excitement; he was a Saiyan after all, and fighting was in his blood. Plus, this was one of the few fights where he knew that he wouldn't be killed if he lost.
"Right now, if you want," Sherry replied. "Just follow me to the training arena." All of the members then started to make their way to the training grounds.
Trunks took a good look around. The arena was so big, it could rival Cell's ring. It looked perfect for a sparring match. The ground underneath was made of rocks that looked hard to break. It also had seats where people could watch or wait their turn.
"I assume you like this place," Jura spoke up, snapping Trunks out of his daze as he stood next to him. He noticed the other guild members and even Ooba were sitting in the seat area waiting for them to fight.
Trunks and Jura stood on opposite sides of the arena. Ooba stood from her seat and yelled, "You may begin!" Trunks wasted no time as he charged at Jura with incredible speed, but it wasn't his top speed. On his way, Trunks realized that Jura hadn't moved an inch since the fight began. Just as Trunks was ready to punch his opponent in the gut, he was surprised when Jura raised his right hand and hand chopped him to the ground. The hit caused dust to spread throughout the battle arena.
"Poor guy," Sherry said sympathetically. "He never had a chance against Jura. I still wonder why he chose him as his opponent."
Lyon shook his head. "How about we let him choose another competitor when he regains consciousness—" His eyes widened when the dust cleared, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Trunks had blocked Jura's attack with his left hand. He countered one of Jura's most powerful attacks with one hand. Jura was surprised at this; although he expected Trunks to be strong, he didn't think he could block his attack with one hand. Trunks noticed that Jura was distracted and took advantage. He pushed away Jura's hand and delivered a strong right hand punch to Jura's chin. The collision caused Jura to fly in the air, but he quickly regained his balance and landed on the floor without crashing.
Jura smiled; he wasn't expecting the boy to be this good. "You're stronger than I thought," he said as he rubbed his chin.
Trunks lowered his fist and took a fighting stance. "Shall we continue?"
"Rock Avalanche!" Jura cried as he raised his hand at Trunks, causing a huge rock behind the Saiyan to explode into smaller rocks. The rocks were all floating in the air, and with another flick of his hand, Jura sent the rocks toward the Z fighter with amazing speed. Trunks simply dodged the flying rocks with ease. While he was dodging, he didn't notice Jura stretching his hand at him while his middle and index finger were sticking out.
"Iron Rock Fist!" Jura called out. A large fist formed from the rocks flying at Trunks. The Saiyan Prince faced the rock fist while charging Ki into his own. He slammed his fist right into the rock fist; after a few seconds, the fist shattered and collapsed onto the floor. Trunks smirked before he suddenly vanished. Jura looked for his opponent when he heard his voice behind him. "It's my turn to attack, don't you think?" He turned around to see Trunks standing behind him.
Before Jura could react, Trunks' fist slammed into his stomach with an unbelievable amount of force. The Wizard Saint fell to his knees as he tried to catch his breath. When he could breathe again, Trunks' leg collided with his face and sent him flying to his left. Jura quickly caught himself and glanced at the Demi Saiyan, who wasn't showing any sign of effort. Jura shifted his hands and a pillar of earth started rise from underneath Trunks' feet. As he ascended upward, the Saiyan looked to his right to see another stone pillar rising from the ground before moving over Trunks' head. The stone pillar started to move downward, intent on crushing the Saiyan.
Trunks pulled out his sword from the sheath on his back and jumped off the pillar he was standing on. As he flew at the descending piece of earth, Trunks swung his sword and sliced the pillar in half seconds before it crashed into the floor and crumbled. Jura stared at the boy with wide eyes; he could hardly believe what he just witnessed. He couldn't even land a single blow on their new member.
Trunks, however, couldn't help but smirk. "Had enough?" he asked cockily with a proud look that could rival his father's.
"You expect me to give up such an excellent fight?" Jura questioned as he smirked too. "Looks like I'll have to be serious if I want to beat you."
"Bring it on!" Trunks shouted as he rushed at his opponent.
"Talus!" Jura screamed, and more pillars rose from the ground, stopping the Saiyan in his tracks. Jura appeared in between the pillars while standing on one that carried him upward. Jura clapped his hand together and cried, "Iron Rock Powder Explosion!" Spikes started to form from the ground and tried to pierce Trunks. The spikes managed to cut Trunks' pants as he effortlessly jumped back to avoid them. Trunks realized that Jura's attack had forced him to put a good distance between him and Jura.
"It's about time we finish this, don't you think?" Trunks asked his opponent.
"I think you're right," Jura replied. He moved his index and middle finger upward while whispering, "Iron Rock Spikes." More spikes started to fly toward the Saiyan Hybrid. Trunks was prepared to dodge them when he noticed that they weren't trying to hit him, they were surrounding him. Soon, the rock spikes had cut off every direction for Trunks to escape except the air. Before Trunks could take off, Jura shouted, "Rumbling Mt. Fuji!" The rock spikes flew at their target and a huge explosion rumbled through the training arena as a blue light appeared where Trunks stood last.
The ground shook so violently that Chelia and Sherry fell to their knees. "Make it stop!" Sherry cried. The force of the fight was too much for her or anyone to handle as they were so close to the action.
"Jura!" Lyon shouted. "Are you out of your mind? That attack could kill him!" The Ice wizard then turned to Chelia and said, "Go heal him before he kicks the bucket!"
Chelia got up to go to the arena when Master Ooba yelled, "Wait!" She never took her eyes off of the place where Trunks was. "It's not over yet."
Lyon eyes widened. "What do you mean?" he asked. He looked at Jura who was standing while waiting for the dust to clear. When the dust cleared, everyone was surprised to see that there wasn't anything left of the Saiyan.
"That was close," said a voice from the sky. Everyone looked up to see the time traveler was standing on air, completely unscathed.
"How was he able to evade Jura's attack?!" Toby screamed. "It's impossible, impossible, impossible!"
"Let's end this," Trunks said as he descended to the ground, with his sword in his hand. He rushed at Jura with great speed.
"Iron Rock Wall!" Jura called out as he moved his index and middle finger, creating a large rock formation from the ground to form a wall to block Trunks' attack. The barriers took the shape of cylindrical pillar. "That won't stop me!" said Trunks. He swung his sword and slashed right through the stone wall. "Rock Mountain!" Jura shouted as he put his palms together. This caused a large rock to emerge from the ground. It then took the shape of a human clad in an Eastern looking armor, complete with a helmet and with stone protrusions jutting out, wearing a frown and having holes and bright light for eyes.
"That's Jura ultimate defensive technique!" Ooba stated in disbelief. "Trunks must be unbelievably strong to force Jura to use this!"
Jura was now using his last line of defense; he figured that Trunks would need time in order to break through this shield. Hopefully, this would give him enough time to figure out a strategy. However, he didn't realize that making that assumption was a mistake. Trunks, seeing the stone defense in front of him, realized he would have to switch tactics if he didn't want to waste time to destroy it. "Haaa!" cried Trunks as he fired a Ki blast from his left palm.
As soon as the blast came in contact with the stone guardian, it exploded into million pieces. Jura shielded his eyes from the dust flying all around. Although he could barely see, he did manage to see Trunks standing in front of him. The Saiyan Prince punched the Wizard Saint in the face with great power, causing him to fall flat on the floor, unconscious. When the dust around the arena cleared, everyone's eyes widened when they saw Jura lying on the ground and Trunks standing above him with his sword at his throat.
Ooba was the first to recover from her shock. "It looks like Trunks is the winner!" she announced. When Trunks heard his victory declared, he sheathed his blade and offered his hand to his fallen comrade, who had just regained consciousness. Jura stared at the boy's hand for a minute before smiling and accepting it. "Looks like you won fair and square," Jura said while Trunks helped him to his feet. "Congrats."
"Thanks, it was a good fight," Trunks replied.
The other members were still in shock from what just happened; somehow their newest member just beat one of the Ten Wizard Saints, and he did it effortlessly. After shaking hands with Jura, Trunks approached the master and said, "I'm sorry, master, but I think I should do a job now."
"Are you sure you don't need to rest first?" Ooba inquired. "You did just finish a fight."
"Nah, I'm good," Trunks told her.
"Well then, follow me Trunks," Ooba instructed. The two left the training arena, leaving the other members to attend to Jura, who was in need of immediate medical attention. Trunks was actually surprised to see that Jura could stand after that last hit he gave him. The Saiyan followed Ooba back to her office. Once there, she went to her desk and handed a paper to the teen. "I've had this mission for a long time. I was planning on giving it to Jura, but since he's in no condition to complete a mission, I think you should take it," the master informed him. "There's a map on the other side of the paper to show the exact location."
Trunks took the paper from Ooba and read the details. "Thank you, master. I'll get going then," Trunks said as he bowed to Ooba before leaving to do his job.
Erza led everyone to an open area where she said the fight would take place. Gohan took a good look around. They were well out of the city's range, and the closest thing to Gohan and the other members was a forest. However, the forest was a good distance away from them. He looked back at Natsu, who was jumping for joy like a little kid getting a Christmas present. Gohan sighed as he wondered why he agreed to fight Natsu.
"Because I'm a Saiyan," he thought. "So I find it very hard to back down from a fight."
He could sense Natsu's Ki, so he knew the Fire wizard was strong. However, since he used magic instead of Ki, Gohan wasn't exactly sure if Natsu was stronger than him or weaker. He was worried that if he went all-out on Natsu, that he might kill him, but if he held back too much, Natsu could seriously hurt him. Despite how eager he was to fight Natsu, he couldn't allow his Saiyan side to take control of his emotions like it did during the Cell Games or when he accepted this fight.
Gohan glanced back at Natsu, who was standing 5 meters away from him. "I'm getting fired up!" the Dragon Slayer said excitedly as he punched his own palm.
"Now when I say stop the fight, I mean it!" Makarov instructed with a serious tone. "And if you try to ignore me, Natsu, I'll have Erza deal with you personally."
"Fine," Natsu responded, slightly upset.
"Are you boys ready?" Makarov asked.
"Oh yeah!" Natsu replied while Gohan simply nodded.
"Then you may begin!" said the master.
"Fire Dragon's Claw!" Natsu cried as his feet burst into flames and he charged at the Demi Saiyan with great speed. Despite how fast he was going, the speed felt normal to Gohan. When he was right in front of the boy, Natsu swung his right foot at full force, aiming for Gohan's body, expecting to deal some serious damage. He was surprised when Gohan raised his left hand and blocked the attack with ease. "What the…" was all he could say before Gohan grabbed his right leg with both hands and started to spin Natsu around.
"Aah!" the Fire Wizard screamed. After 5 seconds, Gohan let go of his opponent's leg and tossed him back to where he stood before the fight started. Natsu landed head first into the ground. He immediately pulled out his head and started to cough.
"Are you ok, Natsu?" asked Lisanna worriedly.
"I'm sure he's fine," said Lucy. "He's been through much worse."
"Fire Dragon's Roar!" Natsu called out as he unleashed an enormous torrent of fire from his mouth. Gohan disappeared before the attack could touch him and it exploded on the ground. "Where'd he go?!" Natsu questioned as he frantically looked around for the Saiyan. His nose soon picked upon Gohan's scent from behind him. "Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!" Natsu shouted as he engulfed his hand with fire and turned around to punch Gohan's face. The boy ducked under the attack and kicked Natsu in the gut.
Natsu winced in pain before he was kicked away by Gohan. The other members of the guild couldn't believe what they were seeing; Natsu was getting his butt handed to him by a twelve year old boy. "Fire Dragon's Sword Horn!" Natsu cried, his entire body suddenly bursting into flames as he charged at Gohan, attempting to head butt him. Gohan was a little surprised at this, but he crossed his arms and blocked the attack. He was pushed back a bit but he wasn't fazed at all from the attack.
Gohan uncrossed his arms and smirked as his Saiyan instincts started to take over. "My turn. CHARGE!" The half Saiyan's body started to light up with Ki and he flew straight at Natsu, skull bashing him right in the chest. Natsu was forced back in the process as he grasped his chest in pain and started to breathe heavily. "I thought I had a thick skull, but this kid hits harder than Gajeel!" Natsu thought. The Dragon Slayer then rushed at Gohan again; when he got up close, he tried to hit Gohan with his fists, feet, etc.
The Son of Goku simply dodged all of Natsu's blows, and as Natsu seemed to get angrier, Gohan seemed to get cockier. Gohan eventually disappeared and reappeared above Natsu. The son of Igneel jumped after his opponent and yelled, "Fire Dragon's Wing Attack!" as he prepared another fire attack. Gohan placed his hands above his head and focused energy into them. "MASENKOHA!" he cried as he fired a yellowish beam at his challenger. The attack collided with Natsu's and pushed him back to the earth where it exploded, spreading dust around. When the dust cleared, all the members could see Natsu lying on the floor, unconscious.
"NATSU!" cried Lucy. "Wendy!"
The Sky Dragon Slayer nodded. She then made her way over to Natsu and started to heal him. Gohan landed on the ground and put his hand behind his head. "Maybe I overdid it a little bit," the boy said sheepishly. "Is he going to be ok?"
"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be fine." Lucy smiled.
"Let's just hope he doesn't wake up soon," Gray muttered.
"Gohan." The boy turned to the sound of his name being called and faced Makarov. "May I speak with you?" Gohan nodded before following the master. As soon as the two were away from the group, Makarov turned to address Gohan.
"If this is about injuring Natsu, I'm sorry," Gohan quickly apologized. "I didn't mean to, I just got a little excited."
Makarov interrupted the boy by shaking his head. "It's not about that; the boy kinda had it coming. Though I'm surprised you were able to defeat him so easily; it almost seemed like you weren't trying," Makarov said.
"I wasn't really trying," Gohan replied.
"Interesting. You seem like an incredibly powerful young boy, especially for someone who doesn't use magic," the master observed. "It makes me wonder how strong you truly are."
"Stronger than you would expect a twelve year old to be," Gohan responded.
"And all this power comes from your ability to manipulate Ki?" Makarov inquired. Gohan answered by nodding. "I see. You must've trained very hard in your years."
"It was intense," Gohan confirmed.
"If you ever wanted to take a job solo or start your own team, you'd be a good help to our guild," Makarov told the boy. "You could even be promoted to S class someday."
"Thank you, sir," Gohan said.
"I really think you're gonna fit in real well in our guild, and I hope that, despite the circumstances you seem to be facing, you'll see us as a family and vice versa," Makarov went on as he smiled.
"Me too," Gohan replied, smiling back.
Master Makarov then noticed Mirajane walking toward them, so he turned to address her. "Master, I was planning on taking a job if you don't mind," Mira informed him. The master nodded as he knew that Mira took a job at least once a month so that she wouldn't get bored with her job as a bartender.
"As you wish, Mirajane. Oh wait, I have a job here that's been with me for about a month." Makarov pulled out a piece of paper and unfolded it. "Since Erza was on a mission with Natsu and the others, they didn't have time to do it. So, I saved it for anyone else who was interested."
Mirajane took the job request and read the details. "This seems like a fine job. Thank you, master," Mira said. "I'll be going then." Mira then left to go see the employer of her job.
"Don't you think it's a bit dangerous sending her on a job alone?" Gohan asked after Mira left.
Makarov shook his head. "No. Although she doesn't look like it, Mirajane is one of the strongest female wizards in our guild," the Master explained, to which Gohan nodded. "AAAAAH!" A loud scream reached both of their ears. They turned to the source of the scream, only to find that it was just Natsu, waking up in a foul mood. "NOOOO! I lost!" the Fire Dragon Slayer cried. He then spotted the Saiyan Hybrid and ran toward him. He got in Gohan's face and declared, "I want a remat—" before he was suddenly kicked in the stomach and fell unconscious again, courtesy of Erza.
All the guild members aside from Gohan sweat dropped as Erza hoisted the unconscious fire wizard over her shoulder. "We should return to the guild hall," Titania instructed. And on that note, every Fairy Tail member started to make their way back to the guild hall.
Vegeta, Piccolo, Tien, Krillin, Yamcha, and Dende appeared on the lookout, where Bulma and mister Popo were waiting with the Dragon Balls. Krillin placed Android 18 on the palace floor.
"What's she doing here?!" Bulma cried out, clearly terrified.
"Relax, Bulma, she won't be any harm," Krillin told her.
Dende immediately got to work and started to heal the female cyborg. After a few minutes, Eighteen's eyes snapped open and she slowly stood up.
"Dende! You'd better get away or she'll kill you!" Yamcha warned.
"I just said she won't be any harm," Krillin repeated.
When 18 realized she was surrounded by the Z Fighters, she quickly stood up and got into a fighting stance. "Don't worry, we're not going to hurt you," Krillin said, trying to calm her down. "You're at Kami's lookout. Cell's gone for good; Gohan took care of him."
"What? Gohan?" the confused cyborg said.
"You should be thanking Krillin since he was the one who rescued you after Cell's defeat," Piccolo stated.
"W-Well, what was I supposed to do?" the monk stammered nervously when 18 stared at him. "I-I couldn't just leave you there."
Android 18 glared at him. "So, big man saves me and expects me to just kneel down before him? Get real," she said harshly. "As if you had a chance with me, keep dreaming." She then flew off the lookout without a second thought.
"Hey! What's with her attitude?!" She's looking to get clobbered!" Yamcha shouted angrily.
"Not by you though, right?" Tien deadpanned.
"Hey guys, where are Trunks and Gohan?" Bulma suddenly asked when she noticed the Demi Saiyans weren't around. Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha immediately froze with fear as none of them wanted to tell Vegeta's wife the unfortunate fate of her son and friend.
Vegeta decided to just go ahead and say it. "Woman, our son was sucked into some kind of portal, along with Kakarot's brat."
Bulma stared at her husband with wide eyes. She could hardly believe that Vegeta had just said that without feeling any sadness or regret, "You mean to tell me that you just stood there while both our son and Gohan were taken away?!" she yelled at the Saiyan Prince.
"Before we start a pointless argument, we should first see if we can bring Gohan and Trunks back to this world," Piccolo suggested. "And revive all the victims killed by Cell."
The Dragon Balls were soon laid out on the floor. Dende approached them and cried, "Shenron, the Eternal Dragon, I summon you!" The seven orbs started to glow before unleashing a blinding light that shot into the sky like a beacon. The sky immediately grew dark as the Dragon God formed in the sky. Eighteen was still on her way back to earth when she noticed the sky's sudden change. "Why did the sky turn dark all of a sudden?" she wondered. She looked back at the palace and saw the Eternal Dragon towering above it. "What is that?"
"State your wishes; I shall grant any two with my power," Shenron stated. "What is your first wish?"
"We wish for all those that were killed by Cell to be revived," Dende answered.
"Very well," the Dragon said. His red eyes glowed, and after a full minute, the light in his eyes dimmed down. "It is done; what is your second wish?"
"It didn't work." Everyone turned to Piccolo with confusion. "I don't sense Goku, Gohan, or Trunks' Ki. They weren't brought back."
"Hey, Shenron! How come Gohan, Trunks, and Goku weren't brought back with everyone else?" Krillin asked.
"I cannot revive the ones known as Gohan and Trunks because their souls are not in the Otherworld; they still live," Shenron answered. "But the one known as Goku has already been revived by my power; I cannot resurrect him again!"
"So Gohan and Trunks are still alive," Piccolo reiterated. "We'll have to bring them back with the second wish."
"What about Goku?" Krillin questioned. "There's gotta be a way to bring him back to life."
"Hey, wait a minute. Don't I get a say in this?" asked a sudden voice from inside their minds. Everyone looked up to see if anyone was there, but they saw no one.
"Goku? Is that you?" Tien inquired.
"Yup. King Kai is helping me to talk to you guys, and I don't think you should be trying to bring me back to life," Goku explained. "Bulma once told me that I attract bad guys, and now I'm starting to see that she's right."
"I didn't really mean that, Goku," Bulma said sadly.
"Regardless, a lot of the enemies we've faced have come to Earth just to get revenge on me. The Earth would be much safer if I'm not around. I actually don't mind being dead, since I still get to keep my body, which means I can still train and fight against strong opponents in the Otherworld," said Goku. "You guys should just focus on bringing Gohan and Trunks back; they're much more reliable than I am. Tell Gohan and Chi Chi that I'm sorry, but it's better this way."
"Very well, Goku. We'll respect your decision," Piccolo said.
"We'll miss you, Goku," Krillin added.
"And I'll miss all of you, even Vegeta," Goku replied. "Goodbye, my friends, until we meet again, when you die that is."
Those were Goku's final words as his telepathic message faded from their minds. Everyone looked up, and for a moment, they could see Goku's usual cheerful face in the heavens.
"Who else but Goku would be glad even though he's dead," Krillin sighed.
Shenron was starting to get impatient. "Hey, is someone going to make a wish or what? What is your second wish? I am tired of waiting!"
"We should make our wish now, otherwise Gohan and Trunks won't be able to return for another year," Yamcha suggested.
"We wish for Gohan and Trunks to be transported here!" Dende told Shenron.
Shenron went silent for a few minutes before replying, "I cannot do that! That wish is well beyond my power!"
Everyone stood there in shock for a moment. All eyes turned to Bulma, who looked like she was ready to explode any minute.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T BRING THEM HERE?!" Bulma cried.
A/N: Done! Wow, this chapter turned out longer than I thought it would be, must've been the fights. I hope the changes to the chapter are ok. As I said before, I'm practically just rewriting the whole story in my own way since it's mine now. Don't worry; a major change will be coming up soon. Until next time TTFN AntiHero out!