TITLE: Hopes of the Future....
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
Chapter 5
Anemone moaned softly and nearly fell over. A strong hand caught her arm, helping her to stay upright. "Are you all right?" Gohan inquired with concern. She met his gaze, trying to suppress the dizziness suddenly overwhelming her.
Gohan, I may be pregnant. This was the way I felt when I was carrying Jynx. And we both know this isn't the best world to bring a child into.
He blinked. He hadn't even sensed that. Now he concentrated on her ki and found she was right. "Maybe you should stay here today. After all, that little escapade at the amusement park took a lot out of you. Then, I couldn't begin to realize why. Bulma could use your help with the time stream calculations." Gohan gently cupped her cheek with his remaining hand.
Her gaze became more distant. "Something terrible is going to happen. I can feel it."
The warrior brushed a kiss across his mate's forehead. "Relax. Everything isn't written in stone. After all, that something terrible could be a miracle for us and a curse for the jinzouningen." A gentle smile came to his face. "Bulma still can't read the writing on those papers."
"Not everyone was meant to." Anemone whispered. She kept her doubts from Gohan. I wish that the others hadn't been killed. Our time could be so different. Like those dreams of beauty and peace I used to have shortly after the jinzouningen arrived. Maybe those dreams were meant to give me hope. That's something I can't give up.
"Trunks, come on. We don't want your mother to find out. Jynx, you need to rest. You maxed yourself out yesterday. Let your power build back." The two left the building and Anemone went into the restored lab to help her friend. Together they worked until Bulma's voice broke the silence.
"Anemone, it isn't like Gohan to leave help if he knows you are offering it. Something about his behavior has me worried about both of you. And, besides that, I've noticed you showing similar symptoms to when you were carrying Jynx. Are you pregnant?"
"Yes, I am. We know this isn't the best world to bring any children into, but without children, there is no future for our world." Suddenly, her face went pale and she clutched at her heart. "No, Gohan, don't leave me." The pain she'd felt from him vanished rather abruptly. Tears began to stream down her face. Why? Why is he gone? He was the last light of hope in this world lost in the darkness.
A greater power drew her attention back to the present. Trunks came into the room, carrying the body of his sensei. Bulma drew back sharply, seeing what she'd never thought she'd see in her son. He had become a super saiya-jin. "Kaasan, now what do we do?" His voice was full of the despair he felt.
Then, they heard a sharp sob. Jynx stood there in shock, tears streaming down her face. "Tousan!" she cried, trying to choke back more sobs. She was much too young of a girl to know the sorrow that others felt everyday.
Anemone sat down, trying to keep a clear head for her daughter's sake. How many more people do I have to loose? This is too hard. Her gaze shifted to Trunks, realizing that he needed more guidance than what he'd already received. And she was the only one with that ability.
All eyes grew wide when his body vanished into thin air. "What just happened? We have no more dragon balls. Who could've taken his body?" Bulma whispered in shock.
~*~
She quietly knelt by Gohan's headstone. Gohan, don't you dare forget me. If only... She lightly touched the stone meant to mark an empty grave. I'll never forget you. And you remember that, you little imp. Although her insult had been playful, her tone held sorrow. She rose to her feet and flew over to Trunks.
"I should have seen that one coming." he grumbled. The boy turned sharply when a hand came to rest on his shoulder.
"Gohan was protecting you, Trunks. He knew that you held another piece to the puzzle of peace. You can save those still living."
The tears in his eyes were evident. "You miss him too. And you know that his grave is an empty one. Anything could have happened." He went flying back, but managed to gain control over his motion quickly. "Why did you do that?"
"It is time to train. You can't keep dwelling on the past, but learn from its mistakes."
He came charging at her, intent on taking his rage out on something. But her greater experience put her at the advantage. Her knee came up into his gut, knocking the wind out of him. But he recovered so quickly that it would have been hard to know. Anemone managed to block a blow to her own abs. "Better not aim there. Gohan gave me a little something to remember him by."
Trunks stopped in shock. His hand dropped down from the punch that he'd been ready to deliver again. Did he know? But why would he leave the child fatherless? This doesn't make any sense.
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
Chapter 5
Anemone moaned softly and nearly fell over. A strong hand caught her arm, helping her to stay upright. "Are you all right?" Gohan inquired with concern. She met his gaze, trying to suppress the dizziness suddenly overwhelming her.
Gohan, I may be pregnant. This was the way I felt when I was carrying Jynx. And we both know this isn't the best world to bring a child into.
He blinked. He hadn't even sensed that. Now he concentrated on her ki and found she was right. "Maybe you should stay here today. After all, that little escapade at the amusement park took a lot out of you. Then, I couldn't begin to realize why. Bulma could use your help with the time stream calculations." Gohan gently cupped her cheek with his remaining hand.
Her gaze became more distant. "Something terrible is going to happen. I can feel it."
The warrior brushed a kiss across his mate's forehead. "Relax. Everything isn't written in stone. After all, that something terrible could be a miracle for us and a curse for the jinzouningen." A gentle smile came to his face. "Bulma still can't read the writing on those papers."
"Not everyone was meant to." Anemone whispered. She kept her doubts from Gohan. I wish that the others hadn't been killed. Our time could be so different. Like those dreams of beauty and peace I used to have shortly after the jinzouningen arrived. Maybe those dreams were meant to give me hope. That's something I can't give up.
"Trunks, come on. We don't want your mother to find out. Jynx, you need to rest. You maxed yourself out yesterday. Let your power build back." The two left the building and Anemone went into the restored lab to help her friend. Together they worked until Bulma's voice broke the silence.
"Anemone, it isn't like Gohan to leave help if he knows you are offering it. Something about his behavior has me worried about both of you. And, besides that, I've noticed you showing similar symptoms to when you were carrying Jynx. Are you pregnant?"
"Yes, I am. We know this isn't the best world to bring any children into, but without children, there is no future for our world." Suddenly, her face went pale and she clutched at her heart. "No, Gohan, don't leave me." The pain she'd felt from him vanished rather abruptly. Tears began to stream down her face. Why? Why is he gone? He was the last light of hope in this world lost in the darkness.
A greater power drew her attention back to the present. Trunks came into the room, carrying the body of his sensei. Bulma drew back sharply, seeing what she'd never thought she'd see in her son. He had become a super saiya-jin. "Kaasan, now what do we do?" His voice was full of the despair he felt.
Then, they heard a sharp sob. Jynx stood there in shock, tears streaming down her face. "Tousan!" she cried, trying to choke back more sobs. She was much too young of a girl to know the sorrow that others felt everyday.
Anemone sat down, trying to keep a clear head for her daughter's sake. How many more people do I have to loose? This is too hard. Her gaze shifted to Trunks, realizing that he needed more guidance than what he'd already received. And she was the only one with that ability.
All eyes grew wide when his body vanished into thin air. "What just happened? We have no more dragon balls. Who could've taken his body?" Bulma whispered in shock.
~*~
She quietly knelt by Gohan's headstone. Gohan, don't you dare forget me. If only... She lightly touched the stone meant to mark an empty grave. I'll never forget you. And you remember that, you little imp. Although her insult had been playful, her tone held sorrow. She rose to her feet and flew over to Trunks.
"I should have seen that one coming." he grumbled. The boy turned sharply when a hand came to rest on his shoulder.
"Gohan was protecting you, Trunks. He knew that you held another piece to the puzzle of peace. You can save those still living."
The tears in his eyes were evident. "You miss him too. And you know that his grave is an empty one. Anything could have happened." He went flying back, but managed to gain control over his motion quickly. "Why did you do that?"
"It is time to train. You can't keep dwelling on the past, but learn from its mistakes."
He came charging at her, intent on taking his rage out on something. But her greater experience put her at the advantage. Her knee came up into his gut, knocking the wind out of him. But he recovered so quickly that it would have been hard to know. Anemone managed to block a blow to her own abs. "Better not aim there. Gohan gave me a little something to remember him by."
Trunks stopped in shock. His hand dropped down from the punch that he'd been ready to deliver again. Did he know? But why would he leave the child fatherless? This doesn't make any sense.