Gohan cried out sharply when two snake-like vines of darkness curled around his wrists and tightened.
" Do you know what the third wish was, Son Gohan?" Fog whispered right into his ear, which now stood behind him, leaning down to the boy's height.
" No…" Gohan whispered softly.
" I wished that the dragon would surface the Legendary," Fog said softly and a cold dark hand caressed Gohan's cheek. " Obviously, it didn't come true…But Kakarott tells me you were acting differently in one of his memory banks before I arrived here on Earth…"
Gohan growled and jerked his face away, unable to stand the wet touch on his cheek, " Yeah? So what?"
" Hmm…" Fog murmured. " Did the Legendary come to you, Gohan?"
" What do you mean?" The boy asked, looking at him from the corner of his eye.
" You know what I mean," Fog hissed, growing suddenly impatient. " Have you seen him?"
Gohan was unsure how to answer. If he said yes, what would Fog do? And what if he said no? There was no way to tell what Fog wanted. The only thing Gohan knew about Fog was that he wanted the Legendary. He went through all this trouble for one…thing…and if he didn't get what he wanted, what would he do? Gohan's eyes suddenly snapped to Earth and a heavy weight suddenly fell on his shoulders. Of course. He was going to destroy Earth in his fit of rage if he didn't get the Legendary.
" Yes," Gohan whispered in defeat. Gohan thought he saw Fog smile in pleasure.
" And what did he say about me?" Fog whispered urgently.
" I don't know," Gohan answered weakly, hanging his head. He suddenly felt like he was betraying something. Himself? How does one betray himself?
" Do you remember anything that he told you?" Fog asked, breaking through Gohan's barrier of thoughts and the cold 'chains' on his wrists tightened.
" Yes."
" And what was that?"
" Let it go. He said, let it go."
Fog was silent for a moment and Gohan lifted his head to see what he was doing. He was smiling.
" Let it go, huh?"
" …Yes…" Gohan answered reluctantly.
" Well, then," Fog said, almost happily. " We are going to do just that."
" Wh-AT!" Gohan shrieked as he was thrown to the ground and dragged along behind Fog as he turned and began to walk away. " No! What are you doing!?"
Gohan was suddenly afraid. What was he going to do!? What could he do to get his precious Legendary out of him? Oh Kami, why me!? Gohan sobbed.
Gohan lifted his head as something began to rise in front of him. It was a black table that lifted from the darkness of space with one strap in each corner.
The table was just the right size for Gohan's body.
" Oh Kami…" Gohan whispered.
" He can't hear you from the darkness of space, Gohan," Fog chuckled and the black chains of mist lifted the boy into the air and threw him on the table.
Six hands were immediately upon him and holding him down as they strapped him onto the freezing table. Kakarott, Vegeta, and Diamou. Where'd they come from?
That problem was discarded though when he was strapped onto the table and felt his ki energy begin to drain away. The table started rising again into the air and tilted forward until it was upright in the air and he was directly facing earth.
" Take a few last looks, Son Gohan," Fog shouted up to him. " Because in one minute, there will be no longer be an Earth!"
