Why Me

Well, now that I have everything done with I guess I can write my next chapter. All I remember from my last one was a voice yell NOOOOOOO and everything. If I forget anything, don't be mad. The sad thing is, I forgot who Ice's dad was. I'm going to guess and you guys are gonna tell me if I was right or wrong. One more thing. I know that everyone on DBZ is powerful and that they could have gotten out of the stuff I put them threw but let me remind you, THIS IS A FANFIC! I can do whatever I want. I can have Trunks not go back to his time after the Cell Saga. This is my story and let me write it the way I want! much better. Now onto the story. One more thing. Two people just show up out of nowhere and then they die.
Disclaimers: I don't own DBZ or do I own "A Song To Sing" by Hanson.
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"NOOOOOOO!" a voice yelled. Everyone looked around and couldn't find the person. Gohan stopped the blast just inches from his stomach and looked up. "You can't do this Gohan. You have to fight this injection that is taking over your mind." Everyone turned to Gohan, who was putting his hand down to his side.
"Don't you even think about boy. I will give you what you wanted. I will make you suffer no more," Dr. Oma said. Piccolo just growled at this remark. "You mean that you will help stop Gohan's suffering by letting himself kill himself? Not in this life time buddy." Piccolo looked at Gohan, who was shaking, and walked up to him. As did Yamcha, Krillin, and Tien. Piccolo knelt down and lifted Gohan's chin in his hand. His eyes were still red.
"Come on Gohan. You have to fight it!" the voice said once more. Piccolo looked away and then back at Gohan. He sat down on the ground, and yelling words no one understood.
"This can't be happening. Dad, what are we gonna do?" Before he could answer, Mr. Shu and Mr. Satan showed up out of nowhere. Gohan eyed them and then blasted them. He smiled, and then went back to saying stuff. "What was that about?" Yamcha asked. "Don't know, but I'm glad they're dead," Krillin said.
Yamcha sat down next to Gohan and tried to listen to what he was saying. He backed up when he felt Gohan's ki rise up fast. Gohan then fell to the ground and didn't move. Krillin and Tien knet next to him and smiled. "The kids fine now. I don't see nothing wrong with him now," Tien asked. "How do you know?" Piccolo asked.
"Cause he killed the fear inside of him," Ice said with a smile.
"What?" they all said.
"What we injected him with was his fear. He felt so guilty about his dad dieing. I felt his fear come out of his body and take over him. What we injected him with was to see how much his fear will take over him until he fights it."
"What?" Krillin asked in confusion.
"Don't explain it again. The main thing is, he's ok," Piccolo said. Dr. Oma walked up to Ice and smiled. "This will be great on your project. Now we better get home." They walked out and then flew away. Tien walked over to Gohan and picked him up in his arms. They all walked out of the lab and saw Bulma stand there with her hands on her hips.
"Who is going to clean this mess up?" They looked at each other and then flew out the nearest window. (Men. When will they ever learn?) she thought. Piccolo went back to what he was doing in the forest (what do you think that is?:) and the rest went to the Son house. When they got there, Chichi nearly knocked Tien down when she ran to get Gohan.
"Don't worry Chichi," Krillin said," he's going to be alright now. He just needs to rest." Chichi thank them and then shut the door on them with a loud BANG! Chichi layed Gohan down on his bed and covered him up. He opened his eyes and looked around. Chichi was now at point of crying and yelling. Gohan then closed his eyes and the last thing he remember hearing was "I'm glad you made it through Son Gohan. Your dad never lost faith in you and I didn't as well. Good-night my friend."
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Good-bye four leaf clovers/ Hello gone awry/ Don't cry the light ain't over/ Unless you let it pass you by I'm looking for song to sing/ I'm looking for a friend to borrow/ I'm looking for my radio/ So I might find a heart to follow/ I've never been just longing for your loving/ I've never been just wearing down to nothing/ I've never been just looking for a reason/ So that maybe you'd be thinking of me All that I have found in reason/ Is reason just not to believe/ When all that you're left is treason/ It's treason just to let be I'm looking for song to sing/ I'm looking for a friend to borrow/ I'm looking for my radio/ So I might find a heart to follow/ I've never been just longong for your loving/ I've never been just wearing down to nothing/ I've never been just looking for a reason/ So that maybe you'd be thinking of me These blue yonder dreams and second hand shoes/ You're so far gone that you live to lose/ And it's too late to go home all alone/ You're the tar in that old cigar/ And the worn out cable on a cable car/ And you're too tiered to admit you've got to chose I'm looking for song to sing/ I'm looking for a friend to borrow/ I'm looking for my radio/ So I might find a heart to follow/ I've never been just longing for your loving/ I've never been just wearing down to nothing/ I've never been just looking for a reason/ So that maybe you'd be thinking of me.
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