At first, the two warriors were startled by the horrified scream. Was that Goku? What could have possibly happened to him to make him scream like that?
And what if it was Gohan?
The scream started again, full of pain and anger this time. Piccolo covered his sensitive ears, grunting in pain.
" What…the hell…is that!?!" Piccolo growled, tilting his head away from the terrible voice.
" Its…Its Fog!" Vegeta screamed, stepping back in shock.
" What the hell is happening to him!?"
" How the hell should I know!?"
( Oh yes, I love hell…)
*****
Gohan trembled, but with all his might and mind, he concentrated on the throbbing power beneath his heart. He had the strength, Fog could not have him. Not if he didn't give up. He wouldn't give up, everyone was counting on him. Earth might be gone, but not the people. All of them were waiting for him to find the strength…Waiting for him to find the courage to face something on his own.
And he'd be damned if he wasn't going to do just that.
Drawing upon all the bent up courage he mustered, he brought his shaking hands outwards. The darkness swirled around him, trying to bring him back down, but he refused. Trembling, shaking, ready to crumble down again, but he refused.
Because he was The Legendary.
He was the last hope for Earth.
He was the only hope for Earth.
He was the Legendary.
Something stirred down beneath him and warmth flooded over. Immediately the coldness was gone. Warmth. Warmth. Nothing but heat. Flooding his body, encouraging him to move on. Yes, yes, he could do this.
Because he was The Legendary.
" Gohan."
Gohan's eyebrows fell heavily over his eyes and concentrated harder on the source of the warmth, the power.
" Gohan!"
Must not…lose control. He had to save everyone. Everyone was counting on him. The Legendary. Gohan. Together, they could do this. Because they were the same people. They had the same dreams. They had the same love. Hope. Fantasy. Anger. Fear.
The Legendary was Gohan.
" Gohan!"
And Gohan was The Legendary.
Slowly, the golden boy opened his eyes. Bright, blue green oceans of light pushed back the darkness as it tried to enter. Pushed back the coldness that tried to pull him back down to the ground. But not anymore.
Taking in a shaky breath of black cold air, the boy started to glow brighter. His aura grew stronger and began to spread, pushing back the blackness with ease.
" Not anymore!" Gohan yelled and with a cry, he powered up. Electricity shot through the air around him, flicking back the upending doom around him. The pressure was gone, the cold was gone, and soon, the darkness would be gone.
" Gohan!"
The golden boy blinked. Father.
" Father!" Gohan cried out.
" Gohan! Where are you!?"
" Get out! Get out now!"
" No! Gohan!"
" Do as I say! Get out! You'll only hurt me!"
" Gohan, please!"
" I said, get OUT!"
There was no reply.
