Lily of the Valley

Chibi Tsuki

A/N: This one revolves more around the Z Warriors than my other attempt so I hope you like it. For those who've read a bit of each, please tell me which one you like better. Also I don't remember the entire conversation at the beginning of the Saiyan Saga so don't accuse me of having the wrong words ok and I haven't seen the episodes in a loonnngggg loonnngggg time and I cut out a few bits and pieces here are there, but it doesn't mean that I'm saying that they're not in the show.

Oh and if you ask why Gohan speaks so much like a ten year old it's because of his 'scholar-like behaviour'.

Chapter 1

Different from Human Kind

He felt hopeless. He could only stare at the midnight parade high above him in the night sky as he tried his best to remember the past, that single hardened morning.

~~~Flashback~~~

He felt the warm rays of the sun shining on his face and his father's as the nimbus skimming the ocean's calm, clear surface. The young toddler had just grown into the stage where he would no longer be considered a toddler, but into the stage of early childhood. His nineteen year old father held him tightly as they flew into the sky, the yellow cloud continuing to perform stunts while its passengers sat firmly. Its younger passenger laughed cheerily and whooped until they flipped upside down and turned back the right way again, he had grown a little scared them and cried for a few seconds before grinning happily again.

Son Goku jumped off the nimbus and to the ground, holding his four year old son with his right arm, a reassuring left hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Goku," the bluish-haired figure yelled, dashing out of the house with the baldy came out of the house behind her, followed by others. Gohan didn't follow their conversation, he just looked around curiously at the people around him, especially the old turtle with the funny looking shell. But when the young woman asked him his age he replied timidly, holding four fingers up, his furry brown Saiya-jin tail twitching slightly.

Suddenly, he felt his father's attitude change. He seemed nervous and alert at the same time but Gohan didn't really understand these feelings all that well, he just knew that something was wrong. The young Saiya-jin confirmed that when a tall and muscular figure landed on the island, casting a shadow on him. Bulma quickly grabbed him and held onto him as the cantankerous and calm man neared his father, a massive hand held out. On the other hand, his father held a strong fighting stance, whilst glancing back to see if the beaten baldy had come out from the broken house corner.

As Gohan turned to look at his father again to see a fist launch at Goku's stomach. The young man crashed to the ground on the other end of the island, a few metres from the watery line. His son jerked unexpectedly, away from the confused woman's grasp and toppled towards the injured fighter, crying out a worried, "Da-dee!"

"Gohan, no!" Goku spluttered, holding a hand up to stop his son from approaching. Instantly, the one who claimed to be Goku's brother grabbed onto Gohan's collar and lifted to young boy up, clutching onto him. He smirked and uttered something before taking off with the crying child him his arms.

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Landing on the seat, Gohan felt himself thrown harshly into the space pod, unable to utter for several seconds before wailing and screaming as loudly as he could without any satisfying results. Due to his exhaustion he soon fell quiet into slumber. By the time he woke up again, he instantly heard a yell of pain through the walls of the mechanism. It was his father, but it couldn't be, his father couldn't be the one suffering the pain. He was too good to be beaten, surely the great Goku couldn't be harmed. But Gohan didn't know that, his childish mind didn't acknowledge that fact until he heard more shouts of agony.

His little heart was bearing the feeling of helplessness as his ears continued to suffer the inside pain of having to hear his father's cries before breaking down into sobs himself. From out of nowhere, he had an outburst of trapped emotions and leapt up high, breaking through the alloy wall, pulling out the wires and engine pieces apart with force. He made a somersault spin and landed on the ground on both feet.

With a vindictive glare, Gohan eyed his uncle as if threatening to stay away from his father. At such a young age, Radditz, could call his nephew formidable if it weren't for his earlier act. "I won't let you hurt my daddy!" The sudden shout startled Radditz a bit. But as soon as he took a better look at the boy, his eyes widen as Gohan approached him with a powerful speed, crashing into his armour with an overwhelming headbutt. Shocked, he looked down at the boy and then at his broken armour. He was speechless.

The young and innocent spirit re-entered the boy's body as he staggered to get up and walk to his silent father. "Da-dee?" His words were almost a whisper but it entered Goku's mind, calling him back into reality.

"Get away Gohan!" Goku shouted, unable to move from his position on the ground. He groaned.

"But Da-dee..." the boy's words were cut short as his uncle struck him harshly to the side, causing the young boy to faint...

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He felt cold and shivered as he quickly sprung awake, beginning to cry his soul out once again, but this time in fear. Gohan was sitting in a pool of water, in an insolated place.

"Shut up kid," the stern green man growled, silencing the child.

"Who are you?" Gohan muttered, looked nervously at the human-like form. Besides the fact that he seemed bald and didn't have skin like a human, he was close enough.

"Piccolo." The green guy grunted and let the boy make his way out of water, to the dry grounds, trying his best to get rid of the water in his jacket. Picking up the boy by the garment, Piccolo abruptly threw him directly at a nearby mountain cliff, using a small fraction of his energy just to make sure Gohan reached the place within a short time. But the boy was wailing and screaming as he continued approaching the cliff, raising his hands up against his obstacle. The solid rocks grew bigger and bigger second after second. Gohan yelled. But this time he was confident powerful. An aura surrounded his small body, growing larger and larger. Himself moving faster in speed.

He looked at the explosion with a tinge of disbelief and shook himself to get rid of the repeating imagery. Ending up back near Piccolo, Gohan gawped at the broken mountainside, leaving his mouth agape. "I did that?" It took his some time before he focussed his attention back on the older 'thing'. "When can I go home? And where's my Dad?"

"You father is dead and I'm going to train you to be a fighter. Now stop asking questions and get your take that thing off."

Obediently, the young Saiyan pulled the saturated garment over his head and slipped his hands out the sleeves. With it folded on the ground, he felt a sudden chill of cold wind and rubbed his arms, trying to warm himself up a little. He only wore a white singlet and that wasn't enough to keep his chubby body warm. "I'm ready Mr Piccolo," he uttered through the chattering of his teeth. "What do I have to do now?"

The Namekian smirked and said, "All you need to do is survive and stay alive." Rising into the air, he grinned, leaving the boy stranded on an isolated island to fend for himself. Seeing his supposedly trainer leave, Gohan started crying after him, running the same direction as Piccolo was. Poor little Gohan could just run and run and run but at the same time, watch as Piccolo's figure vanished into the horizon. Soon he gave up a sat down on a nearby rock to take a short break after brushing the dirt and dust off it that is. A grumble suddenly reminded him that he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast and it was already mid-afternoon. He desperately needed something to fill his hunger and where would he be able to find food? Glancing around, Son Gohan could only see rocks, stones, mountains, cliffs, boulders and the unwanted sight of a plain.

"I wish this never happened, I wish I were home with my mummy and daddy." Tears started streaming down his face as he slowly fell to the ground, landing softly on his rear. Briskly, his eyes were flooded with tears, soaking the dirt ground. A small thought struck his head, I'm thirsty... He slapped his forehead and stood, trudging towards the puddle of water he was thrown in earlier on.

Gohan squatted by the water before going onto his knees and dipping his cupped hands into the pool. He continued to swallow handful after handful, ceasing to stop until he felt that he'd filled enough. There were ripples on the water's surface, growing bigger and bigger. They turned into waves and the waves turned into gigantic splashes as the ground began to shake as well. Somehow this wasn't right. As a massive shadow cast over him, Gohan looked up to find himself being stared at by a hideous beast with razor sharp teeth and claws. Its outer layer was scales, ugly brown scales and a horn spouted from the middle of its snout. Perhaps if he could sneak away quietly as if he was going to do no harm, the dinosaur would leave. But this wasn't the case, it came rampaging after him, licking his thick lips. The word 'terror' was written all over its hide. Dashing about, Gohan ran as fast as his legs could carry him, conscious of the creature behind him was gaining distance.

"Someone save me!" he cried bitterly, just as he crashed onto the earth's surface.

This was his chance to devour the boy. The dinosaur prepared to scoop him up with his huge mouth. He didn't care if there was dirt in his mouth, as long as he got the boy... However he didn't find his hearty meal in his mouth, but instead it had disappeared just like that. He didn't hallucinate, he was definitely gone. Perplexed, he looked around but still couldn't see any kid. Eventually he moved on.

Gohan looked down at the ground, noticing the height from the ground. He even blinked a couple of times just to make sure, but it was real. "How did I get up here? And it's so high..." Without hesitation, he moved backwards, away from the edge of the. On the top of the disfigured mountain was a flat surface with a couple of rocks sticking up here and there which Gohan used as a leaning post. Earlier on he had worn himself out with the charge at Radditz and then there was the dinosaur. Within seconds he was fast asleep, huddled in a little ball with his tail wrapping around his waist to warm his body up a little.

~~~End Flashback~~~

Young Gohan had just finished devouring two apples like a pig, although it still wouldn't satisfy his daily hunger. With a yawn he looked up at the light that shone on him brightly. It was the full moon grinning at him as if sending him messages through its rays. He had his full attention on the round globe, gazing into it deeply. Suddenly his whole body grew bigger and his teeth transformed into fangs. His pure, innocent eyes had changed into red bloodthirsty eyes. Both hands had become monkey-like hands with sharp black nails and the same went for his feet. Covered with dark-coloured fur, his body differed from his original state by size and texture.

His conscience had left him while his oozaru form rampaged the island, breaking any cliffs and rocks in his way.

Early in next morning, the young Saiya-jin finally woke up, his head facing a bunch of weeds. He didn't know what had happened the night before. As he tried to stand up, he felt himself wearing heavy, stiff clothes. Slowly he looked down, noticing a clean, new, orange gi just like his father's and his heavyweight boots. He even wore the same type of inner garment but until now did he realise how heavy it was. Something felt wrong, but the young Saiya-jin didn't notice what was different and lay off the thought.

Beside him was an amazingly cool sword. Gohan suspected it was his, if not why was it there in the first place? With robotic-like movement, Gohan picked it up and walked over to a nearby lake. Hurriedly, he washed his face with water and took a couple of mouthfuls of it before searching around for edible items. If there are trees and bushes then there should be food.

Breathing in the fresh air, he caught a nice-smelling scent. It smelt like the sweet smell of flowers... Flowers? Then there maybe plants. Without another thought, he set off after the gracious scent, following through narrow pathways and tight holes. The smell seemed to be luring him away or was it just too inviting?

As he reached a cliff edge, he looked down below, noticing greens everywhere, but strangely it was formed in a pattern. On the inside was a full circle, of trees and then there was a wide empty space surrounding it before there was another space and then around that was a circle of trees. He also heard the gushing sound of a nearby waterfall. This place was like a paradise, the high mountains and cliff walls kept the enemies out and down the bottom was everything one needed to live on, of course there were times you needed several books. That was what his youthful mind thought of, the simple necessities in life.

Eventually he snapped out of it and became searching for a proper or simpler way to get down the four hundred metre wall safely. He gulped. "It's too high up!" But he couldn't back out now, he'd come all this way to search for a suitable to stay until the time came for Piccolo to train him. Noticing a very narrow pathway a few metres away, he gingerly walked towards it, securing his sheath's strap over his head. It was very narrow indeed, too narrow in fact. He could only fit his two feet side by side and not even a bit more.

"Oi! What are you doing!" a voice behind him demanded. The sudden yell causing him to lose his stability before plunging down the rocky wall. His clothes scratched harshly against the rocks that stuck out at the side, scraping at his skin as he fell pass them. A pair of hands waved wildly above his head, desperately feeling for something to hold. He had his eyes squeezed shut and his face bore a frown, keep the air pressure outside.

Gohan felt himself crash into something hard, woody and solid. From what he felt, it seemed like something had broken his fall. Nervously he opened his eyes and glanced around, noticing patches of green and lime-coloured leaves. He was safely supported by a tree, although his rear ached a little.

"Hey come down it's ok," the voice uttered again. It was a soft, cute and cheery voice.

"Huh?" Gohan looked down, noticing a youngster with spiky dark hair looking up at him. From the look of the kid's face, Gohan confirmed that it was a girl, easily distinguished by those big and bulbous eyes. A sort of shine in them.

"You're only two metres up. Just jump down."

Perhaps it was easy, he was sure he could easily make it down there. But really for a four year old, dropping two times his height was a big deal. He swung his legs to one side of the thick branch and closed his eyes, afraid to see how was the ground was. Gohan let go of the branch and dropped. His two feet landing hard on the rocky surface below. With a big smile on his face, he opened his eyes and looked at the stranger. Taking a step forward, he suddenly slipped, knocking his head on a boulder. Instantly he passed out.

The young girl was watching the whole incident and quickly put a hand to her mouth as he fell out of balance. "I forgot about my banana peel..." She sat the boy up and flicked him a few times on his face with her fingers, realising the boy had fainted. Pulling him over her back, she gave the boy a piggy back ride and brought him into the deeper part of the forest, through to the forest of 'Lily of the Valley' trees.

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His limbs twitched a little before his eyes opened to survey the place around him. "Oww... It feels as if I've been hit by a bull or something," Gohan shook his head and growled, placing a hand over his warm forehead.

"He's coming about!"

A tall figure stood over him, inspecting him properly. He watched as Gohan sat up, looking cluelessly at a group of people, not knowing what to say.

"Tepin, can we keep him?" a shorter figure asked in a bright tone, addressing the leader. Gohan counted all of the shadowed figures, altogether there were five.

The tallest figure spoke again, "He's not one of us, he'll leave this place." He seemed to be the leader of the gang by the way he spoke and the strong tone.

Another voice spoke, it was a voice of a girl, not the girl he had met earlier on but an older girl. "Then we'll erase his memory. Aapri, bring me the the potion." One of the smaller figures left obediently, leaving the small crowd.

For a second, Gohan felt his nervousness disappear as he spoke up. "Who are you and what do you want?"

"That's what 'we're' meant to ask ya," the leader said in displeasure.

"I'm Son Gohan and I followed the smell of flowers and got to the cliff then I fell and bumped my head."

"The smell of the Lily of the Valley... That's what everyone says but no one makes it out there with the knowledge of us being here. Aapri, have ya got it?"

"Wait, just tell me why you're doing this?"

"Why? Human kind drove us away from their world onto this isolated world in the first place becoz we're different to them. We're not as pure and human-like as they are and ya one of them."

Gohan looked at him and growled, "I can't see why you're so different to humans! Just tell me why you're not the same?"

"We have alien blood and we have... tails." As he spoke, Gohan could hear the bitterness and anger in his voice.

"A tail? I have a tail too!" He turned around and patted his rear. Suddenly his eyes widened and as he frantically searched for his missing tail. "My tail..."

"You are pathetic kid, if ya had a tail, ya got it cut off by someone. Without ya tail you can survive in the human world. If ya didn't have a tail there's no point continuing to fake it becoz either way, ya leaving our valley."

"Then why didn't you get your tail cut off if you could live with humans?"

"Becoz our tails are our pride and a reminder to who we really are."

[inserts INfamous words] To be continued...

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How's that for a story? Well there will be some slang here and there because not everyone speaks perfectly. And people with more tails? How did they get there??? Yeah I know what the heck and I doing writing DBZ when I'm meant to be finishing the last chapter of my GW story? Oh well... I'll get a start on that now...

Oh and please excuse me from using improper spelling on fairly frequent basis, eg. becoz and ya Maybe I should rate this PG-13 for spelling mistakes, just in case the kiddies catch a bad habit…

Until next time, Ja ne ^^