If you think last epi was bad, hoho! You'll kill me
after this one.
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"Kuso! Kusottare you bastard!" Vegeta yelled. For
once in his life he was the best saiya-jin. The best fighter, and now, he would
rather have Goku back. His hopes his dreams shattered, he didn't want them
anymore, he didn't want to be a super saiya-jin anymore. He didn't care about that,
his partner was more important. The man he admired was what he wanted now.
Suddenly his eyes flashed aqua, and his hair turned
blonde. He rushed forwards meeting Forballa hand in hand. He beat the surprised
alien farther back, forcing him to take the defensive position while fighting
off the onslaught. He was extremely powerful in his rage. And in this case
anger was a powerful tool. He put all of his effort into beating this alien,
Enkou, Usagi and Gohan watched in rapt attention.
"Gohan."
Gohan looked wildly around him, not even getting up.
"Gohan, it's me Goku," Goku's voice laughed.
"Daddy," Gohan whispered, Usagi looked curiously at
him.
"Gohan listen up, I don't have much time. They're
letting me stay on Snake Way since I helped out with the earth so much. You
have to fight Forballa Gohan, don't worry about me! Vegeta isn't going to last
long in his state. Now, before you say anything I want you to think of all the
times anyone has ever done anything mean to you. On Namek against Freeza, and
Raditz, Vegeta, all of that stuff. Nowe think about it really hard, how
helpless you were. G'bye son, we'll talk later!" Goku's image floated out of
Gohan's mind.
"Bye Dad," he whispered, reaching out with his hand.
Suddenly he felt ready to do what his dad asked, he wanted to do anything to
take the pain away. It was as if his heart was ripped out, first his mother,
then Piccolo then his father. He couldn't take it anymore. He thought of Freeza
and how Vegeta had harrased him so many times, the punch in the stomach on
Namek, how he had killed Piccolo and everyone else. How everythign happened to
his family, how they all picked on him.
Gohan's power level flared, his eyes were clamped
shut in concentration. By this time Forballa had beated Vegeta to a pulp, and
he lay on the ground bleeding, this time it was more than a cut on his head.
"STOP IT!" Gohan yelled, tears welling up in his
eyes. His power level rocked past twice his father's greatest. His hair shone
blonde with the immense power surging through his body. In the way of the
traditional super saiya-jin his bones shrunk, giving way to more room for his
muscle structure to flourish. His eyes snapped open, now aqua it screamed more
hate than he ever imagined existed in this world.
Vegeta watched through blood stained eyes as the boy
walked forwards there was an odd air about him, something you wouldn't see much
in the kid. He was absolutely swimming in rich power. He was much more powerful
than Goku and himself put together. He walked towards the smirking Forballa,
completely unaware of the hazards he was facing. At first Vegeta thought that
his emotions were going haywire but then he realized that Gohan was taking the
death of his father much better than he, himself was. He was utterly serious
and was probably alien to the fact that he was a super saiya-jin with so much
power.
Vegeta sank back as he lost conciousness, the last
thing he saw was Usagi's bright blue eyes and a senzu bean.
Usagi's memory pulled itself into her line of
thought.
Piccolo's voice echoed in her head, she was seven,
just learning the battling basics.
"Quit defending brat! You're going to get hurt eventually, you might as well attack me and get hurt and atleast have gotten it over with."
"But I don't want to hurt you Piccolo, you're nice!" the girl protested, and was
answered by a blow to the head.
"Face it Usagi, you're going to get hurt! If you don't fight back no
one will ever win, don't you understand?" Piccolo had asked her.
Usagi returned to reality with a painful jerk, oh how
she wished she could be at that time again.
Gohan walked forwards, Forballa still smirking.
"Ready to die like your old man?" he asked, his eyes
sparkling maliciously.
Gohan remained silent, his eyes boring down his
opponent. Usagi was sure he was going to run out of walking space first.
"Well if you want to show some last minute honor,"
Forballa toyed with his ring. Finally he couldn't take it any longer. "Quit
walking you dumb f***! Start fighting you've got a shitload of power and you're
not using it? What the hell kind of saiya-jin are you?"
"Half breed," Gohan's lips barely moved as he
stopped advancing.
"That freak got lucky with a human??" Forballa's
eyes widened in awe.
Gohan's face didn't even flicker.
"Well boy, whats this mom of yours' name?" Forballa
said.
Dumbass, Usagi thought. Why would he want to kidnap her?
He already had! But, she thought unable to resist a grin, he didn't need
to know that.
Forballa grew angry with the silent boy and charged
forwards, using the boy as a ventilation for his rage. And conquering was
supposed to be easy! Ha!
The boy moved with incredible speed and agility. His
arms never left the side of his body, he moved his legs only, evading every
blow with ease.
Forballa had reached the height of his power, anger
surging through him, as he saw the kid defend himself with such ease. But he
had no power left, he himself was incredibly weak. His only talent was to make
people do what he wanted, a form of brainwashing, but it only worked with those
with a will easy enough to bend.
"Hurry up boy, beat the crap outta him!" Enkou said
impatiently.
Gohan had never really disobeyed someone so he went
at it. He slammed his fist into Forballa's jaw, kneed him in the stomach,
finishing the moves with an uppercut.
Forballa staggered backwards, his jaw aching, and
his eyes unfocused. The alien swayed back and forth. "Energy!" he said in an
odd robotic voice. "Energy!" he staggered towards Usagi who was paralyzed with
fear.
He grabbed her arm, sucking her energy at a quick
pace.
Usagi stood riveted to the spot in confusion.
Gohan looked furious and ran (or rather vanished and
appeared ^_^) to Usagi. He hit Forballa off of her. Looking devastated at Usagi
who was holding her head.
With his new energy, and some innane force, Forballa put Gohan into a headlock.
With a large portion of her energy gone Usagi
couldn't do anything about it. She just swayed, getting dizzier and dizzier.
Her sad eyes radiating sympathy.
Enkou approached her, his hood drawn up.
"Enkou," she said, her letters getting slurred.
"Help Gohan," she fell over, barely able to keep her eyes open.
The hooded spirit put his back to Usagi, facing
Gohan, while Forballa was turned the other way. He pulled his hood down, Usagi
was unable to see his face but something happened she would never forget.
Something came over Gohan, his eyes slid out of
focus, hanging onto life by a single thread. He slumped down, his blonde hair
fading away. His body became lifeless and cold. He lost consiousness with a
jolt.
Enkou turned around and faced Usagi.
It was the most horrible expirience she had ever
felt. It was as though she had been plunged into the arctic sea, she began to
twitch and shiver. The sight was horrible in place of where human flesh was supposed
to be, there was only sunken, pale irisless eyes surrounded by rotted skin,
touched by the element of fire.
Usagi felt dizzy, she wanted so badly to rest, close
her eyes for just a moment. Suddenly the thought struck her.
'It's best you not see it, it will suck the souls
out of most alien races.'
Usagi's eyes shot open, now she understood. She faintly saw Forballa in the backdrop laughing and Enkou taunting her.
"I trusted you," she said hazilly.
"And I trusted my master," he said without any hint of
sympathy. "And now you shall die. Goodbye Usagi." His voice had dramatically
changed, he no longer carried his fake accent.
"No," Usagi sobbed, she was laying on the floor in
his mercy. Pluto, she thought. Save me Pluto, help me. Her vision
was leaving her as she felt something being ripped from her heart. My soul. Usagi
no longer cared, she wanted to embrace this wonderful feeling of peace. The
warm luscious sense of drowziness.
"NO!"
Usagi's eyes snapped open.
"Stop!"
There! The voice came again. Usagi had been roughly pulled from her eternal slumber.
"Usagi, my little bunny, please, come back to
me."
Usagi searched frantically for the voice in her mind.
"Usagi, you are not saiya-jin, you are my little
bunny, my sweet little bunny."
Not saiya-jin? Usagi pondered.
"Not saiya-jin saiya-jin saiya-jin aiya-jin…" the
voice echoed.
Not saiya-jin! Not alien! Usagi's thoughts returned to her. She slammed her fist into Enkou's stomach. And freed herself from his piercing stare. She rushed to Gohan's side, oblivious to her opponents wishes.
"Gohan?" she whispered, unshed tears forming in her eyes.
Nothing happened.
"Gohan?" she said, shaking his body gently with the hopes of arousing him from his coma. "Gohan?" she said, her voice rising and becoming more lonely. "Gohan!" she begged it not to be true. "Gohan no, don't leave me here!"
Forballa watched in amusement the silly antics of the heartbroken girl. She was resting her head on his chest, trying to determine any signs of life force.
Usagi's tearstruck face pulled itself off of the boy's chest. He was gone, sentenced to a coma for the rest of his life. The girl turned and stood up, her blue eyes boring down the fire spirit.
"Why Enkou? Why? I trusted you!" she yelled in agony.
The older being smirked, "and I trusted my master," his voice had lost it's odd fake accent and the warmth had vanished.
Forballa watched the girls face tense in anger, so pitiful, he thought. So pitiful I have to do something! "So he's dead now, you still haven't answered my question."
Usagi's gaze softened as it fixed on her friend's body. She stuck her middle finger up over her shoulder. She screamed in pain as a flaming fist hit her across the face.
"You bastard!" she shouted at him. "How could you have done all of this!" her chest raking with sobs. "Bastard!" she said, settling down as the truth of Gohan's death sunk in.
"Too bad," Forballa said with a sigh, smiling as Usagi fumed. "Now, I'll ask you one last time, tell me and you'll be free to go. How do you switch dimensions?"
Usagi grabbed Vegeta and lept into the sky. Forballa waved his hand and Enkou charged after her. He shot a blast which picked her out. She fell, Vegeta still encircled in her arms.
Enkou shoved Vegeta away and pinned Usagi to the ground.
Forballa looked down at her. "Last chance Usagi!" he spat angrilly.
"I won't tell you ever!" Usagi said, confident that since she didn't know it wouldn't be a hazard.
"Well, does it help if I say that the only way your friend will live is if he drinks the elixir of spirituality. I believe it was in your friend Sailor Moon's dimension only. He has twenty four hours to live. Let's go Enkou."
Usagi watched both of them retreat deeper into the forest. It's a trap Usagi, she reminded herself. But her aching heart mourned too much. It hurt too bad. "Alright!" she screamed at no one. "You got me, now what?"
Usagi calmed herself out of hysterics. She scrawled a note in the dirt next to Vegeta and flew silently off into the coming night.
Vegeta opened his eyes, he smirked despite the bruise. Gone into the night…
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