Wow…I didn't know this would turn into an epic…But the way I'm writing it, it is! *cheesy grin*
" No."
Bardock fumed with rage. The boy had one hell of a firm resolve and he was NOT going to give in. This boy was going to become part of him, if it was the last thing he did.
" Listen, brat," Bardock growled, not bothering to cover up his impatience. " You could control the universe with an iron fist and NO ONE will come to take it from you. Why is this so hard to comprehend!?"
But the child said nothing but laid his head down on the invisible ground and seemed to rest, his arms behind his back. Gohan wasn't going to give in either.
" I thought being my grandchild you would have more sense then that," Bardock hissed and stepped forward.
" I am no kin of yours." The words were simple. And in Saiyan ways, it meant the lowest of disrespect. Bardock's rage grew. Gohan didn't seem to notice.
" I'm going to pound this into you, kid!" Bardock raged.
Gohan closed his eyes. Already heard the blow that came and slammed into the stomach. Heard the small cracks as his ribs were fractured. He didn't care. He deserved this for not protecting Piccolo-san. He was to blame for Piccolo's death. Why didn't he help? His head? That was no excuse. He should have done something! He was the strongest warrior after all…A minor head injury shouldn't have stopped him. But it did.
Bardock's fist flew into Gohan's face and skid the boy across space it seemed. Bardock quickly followed.
He was also a Saiyan. Weren't Saiyans supposed to be strong and quick and painless? Like cockroaches. They could survive anything.
Bardock's foot gilded into Gohan's stomach and left a large hole on where it had hit. His ribs were defiantly broken.
What about being human? Was that a weakness in his behalf? Or could it have been strength? Dende-san had once said…
A large ki hit Gohan's arm, the one he had hurt in battle with Cell. It still hurt sometimes, late in the night when he had nightmares. This only relived the pain.
" AH" Gohan cried out.
" Scream, you worthless child!" Bardock yelled and prepared another ki ball. Gohan had no chance.
*****
Gohan's eyes flickered slightly as he began to wake up from hazy and confusing dreams. He was hanging in space, held up by invisible chains. And they made him terribly weak. Bardock had mentioned them before Gohan was knocked out.
" As you will see, this will drain all your energy," Bardock said. " Your energy will be used to keep us traveling into space. So in which, I should thank you for your gracious hospitality."
Gohan merely grunted in reply. The wounds from his beating had left him a little droopy. And tired. And sore. And dirty. And…Gohan couldn't name off all the feelings he had at the moment. But he mostly felt pain.
Gohan grew into hysterical fits of coughing in an attempt to take in a too deep breath. Blood flew from his throat and lips, splattering with the blood around him. Blood levitating in space. Gohan would have laughed at how ironic it was but he couldn't bring himself in his gloomy mood. He could only close his eyes and fall back into blackness.
