Gohan stared at the mirror in front of him. At first, that's what all he could see; his reflection. And it was then that he noticed it wasn't his reflection. It was someone else's.
A boy with blonde hair.
White gi with golden attire.
A familiar golden aura that surrounds his small and muscled form. And then there were the boy's eyes. Blue, glistening, full of endless knowledge. Gohan blinked as he remembered those eyes from a dream he had forgotten long time ago.
" And he looked at Gohan with a blank face but sparkling, knowledged eyes. Beautiful eyes that shone with war and peace; grace and clumsiness; hate and love; but most of all: forgiveness."
" You're…the Legendary…" Gohan whispered softly.
The reflection didn't move its lips. Instead, it nodded.
" Yes," the reflection whispered. " I'm protecting you now, from Fog."
" Who are you really?" Gohan couldn't bring himself but to whisper around this being…he didn't know why either.
The reflection seemed to pause, to think over what it was going to say next, " I am you."
" That doesn't make sense."
" That's because you don't know who you are." The reflection stepped forward in the mirror, becoming larger, even though Gohan stayed in place by the mirror.
" I saw you before," Gohan whimpered. " That night…"
" Yes," the reflection said. " You saw yourself for the first time."
" What?"
" You weren't suppose to see yourself. And when you did, you're personality went on the switch. You weren't ready. You began take a minor of your true power. Having dreams. Seeing things they don't. But when you began to relax from the shock, you forgot. And only today do you remember." Gohan was silent. True he hadn't remembered that night since it was repeated for him, wherever he was. But now his brain felt overloaded. This was too deep for him. He didn't want what he had. He wanted to be a…Suddenly, he didn't know what he wanted anymore. Maybe he didn't want the responsibility.
" I'm not ready," Gohan whispered.
" I'm afraid there's no choice for that anymore, Gohan," the boy/reflection said and started walking forward to Gohan. " Fog has found you. And he will have you."
" What does he want from me?"
" Your power. You're stronger then him. But if you join him willingly, then he can have your power. You and him will rule the universe, hands down. No North, no South, no East, no West of the universe can stop you. No one can stop the Legendary."
Suddenly the boy reached the edge of the mirror and stopped. Gohan held his breath. Slowly, the boy lifted his hand and pushed it on the glass. Immediately it began to ripple and twist, as if it was made of water. A hand was pushed on the other side of the glass, towards Gohan. Then an arm appeared, quickly followed by a shoulder and foot.
" No…" Gohan whispered. Suddenly the body parts snapped back into the mirror and with a small flash, the glass grew solid again. The boy was no longer in the mirror, only Gohan's 'true' reflection, who had fallen to the ground and pressed against the wall.
" Where'd you go!?" Gohan cried, looking around.
"Let it go, Gohan."
