Notes: Here's the scoop. I'm not abandoing the Earthling Saga, I just need a break for a bit. I want about 5 more reviews before I continue. I khow this may seem greedy, but I want SOME people to be interested. So, after you read this, go check it out, it gets better after the first somewhat-clumsily written chapter. There, my whining meter's out now, let's talk. People liked this idea, and some requested to be mentioned so....they will be. And some who didn't will be too. *cough cough flamers cough cough*. If anyone actually wants their FIC to be mentioned, they have to mail me it first. I'm generallygoing to make up my own, since many of the trashy stories out there can be easily duplicated. ^_^ Without further ado, lets begin.


Gohan's Journey: Fanfiction.net-The beginning of terror



Bulma had no idea what was going on.

She had hit some stupid button by the computer, and now Gohan was in her computer or something. What the HELL is going on? It felt like she was INSIDE one of those trashy humor fics, except...it was REAL!

"How am I going to get him out of there before Chi Chi comes over and has a heart attack?" She sat scared, thinking of a demonized Chi Chi strangling her to death. Shuddering, she fought off the image. She knew there was a way to release him, but she had to figure out how.

Bulma sat down at her computer and began to search furiously for something, ANYTHING, that would save Gohan and, more importantly, her neck....



Gohan followed the bizzare floating dot, completely confused. I feel like I'm Alice in Wonderland. Not 20 minutes ago, he was flying happily home, and now he was in some bizzare world deep within Bulma's computer. This day was NOT going well for him.

"WE'RE HERE!" GOhan jumped about 10 feet in the air....literally. "Huh? Where?"

"We're at the entrance! Come on, come on, we've got a long way to go!"

"But wait a second, why are you doing this? Why are you showing me around?"

"Because the story must go on! I'm here to make it longer!"

Gohan looked confused, "Story?"

The black dot chuckledr, "Of course, all the world's a story, and we're nothing but it's characters!" They entered through a pair of VERY slow revoloving doors. The dot laughed, slightly embarrased. "Eh, sorry, the place is laggy today."

"Laggy?"

"Er...slow. It happens a lot." They finally made it through the doors, and Gohan almost had an instant seizure. The walls were changing colors rapidly, from red to green to blue to yellow. The dot also waned back, "Quick boy, choose a color before the site crashes!"

"Orange?"

"NO NO NO! SAY A FRUIT BOY, FRUIT!!! LIKE BANNANA-YELLOW! IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY!! NOW PICK ONE!!" (a/n, yes, you can change the color of the borders.)

"L-LIME LIME!!!" Gohan cried out, thinking of the first soft, tasty fruit that came to mind. (that can be taken many different ways, depending upon whether you've seen the episode or not......)

The walls stopped changing, and settled down at a dull green color. The dot sighed in relief. "Sorry. You're not really supposed to be part of the code, and it set things haywire. Now, there are LOTS of rooms, but we're only going to explore the general and DBZ rooms, the others are occupied right now."

They moved past the empty front desk, and entered a large common room. Surrounding them were strange people, some that looked like they hadn't eaten or slept in years. "Who are they?"

The dot laughed, "Oh, they're the managers of the site. They don't really have lives, so they spend their time maintaining computers. But some of them are making new stories or crazy new structuring plans to mess up everything. Supposedly, their next plan is to only allow 1 kilobyte files...to save space, of course. Someone else is planning on only being able to add specific paragraphs of stories to a facorites list."

Gohan looked confused, "But how would that help anybody?"

"Oh it doesn't, it just amuses them to have so much power over so many obssessed writers. Oh, here we are. "

Gohan turned in to a giant green room, with a large computer screen displaying various parts of the site. The dot stopped it. "Let's begin."

The screen flickered and showed a screen full of unitelligble hyroglyphics and sentence fragments. The dot mumbled, "Er..sorry, that's the readme file. Ah, here we go."

The screen showed the DBZ story that Gohan had originally seen. Labeled "My sexy prince," it was written by ******* and had a large, flashing, NC-17 under it. There was a picture, censored yet again, and the young siayajin did not want to think about what it was. The mere thought made him blush, and he concnetrated on other things. The dot spoke again. "In this dimension (sorry again), we see stories like you would see movies, so words are powerful. I would show you this one, but you'll have time to see stories like it later." He skipped down to the reviews section. A small list of names appeared. The dot clicked on one at random. A happy little girl skipped in, "This was the best story I EVER READ! YOU ROCK!!! YESSSSSSS!!!!!!!!! WRITEMOREWRITEMORE!!!!!! ^______________^"

Gohan nearly fell out of his seat. "H-huh?"

"A good review!" Dot clicked on another one. "This is what we call a flame." Instead of an angel, a burning, deformed hulk of a monster trudged up. "ThiS StRy suX, u sUx, uR mUma's ass cuD writ bettir. go fk yrSelf." Gohan stared after him as he trudged back. "What was the point of that?"

"Point? There's no point really. Most of them are illerate twits that devote their lives to irritating other people on unimportant matters."

Gohan thought hard, "But what bout, like, conscious reviews, ones that are good but leave advice, or even worse ones that tell you how to get better."

Dot stared at him, "....you're getting some strange ideas, boy. Let's move on."

A list of authors began to scroll by, with their respective pictures. Gohan named them out increduosly. A little girl with a spiky haircut walked by. "Vegeta's little girl? But vegeta doesn't have a-"

"SHUSH!"

A strangely shaped apple pie came into view. It had a large hole in the center. (Watch American Pie, it makes this easier to understand.) "What do they mean, MY SEX TOY! What would I want with a Pie like that.....what's a sex toy, anyway."

"Erm...cough cough...yeah, that's Gohan's Sex Toy." The pie burst into flames, "ah yes, a flamer too."

"Um...ok." The young saiyajin could not contain himself sometimes though. "Monkey of the 21st century? Gohan Hugger? And what the heck is a Paladone?"

The dot stiffened. "I was GOING to show you the discussion board, but with THIS attitude, I think we'll just march right over to the DBZ room."

Gohan sighed, trying hard to hide his relief. Of course, he wasn't entirely happy, he didn't know what to expect. The odd couple walked through the bright green hallway. Many of the rooms were quite tiny, but they passed some large ones. A particularly ominous room eminated screams, terrible laughter, and a strange squealing noise. "W-w-what room is that?"

The dot looked at the room apprehensivly, "Be careful, son, that's the Harry Potter section. All sorts of horrors happen there, due to the twisted minds that took it over." Two voices could be heard groaning, and the dot turned bright red, "Ah, mayhaps we should leave here."

After navigating the endless tunnels, they finally reached the giant complex that housed the DBZ fanfiction. Gohan sighed, in relief.

He had no idea that the horror had just begun.

TO BE CONTINUED



So, now that our poor hero has seen the beginning, will he survive the onslought of utter crap to come. Or will he live to see his family once more. STAY TUNED. Oh yeah, review and tell me what you think.