Dark Angel: Chapter Two
One week later
Gohan strolled quickly through the small cabin, lifting things into the air and quickly setting them back down. The others had been waiting in the car for at least five minutes for him, and he knew that they were getting impatient. He looked around the room once more and ran into another room and began to lift objects there and set them back down as well.
A loud beep caused him to jump slightly; he quickly walked over to the window and opened it. Videl had begun to grow very impatient with him and had therefore blown the small car's horn at him. He leaned out of the window and motioned that he would catch up to them somehow.
Videl nodded slowly and put the car in drive and sped off. Gohan knew that Videl and the others knew who and what he was. Only he didn't think that they accepted it yet. He had shown his powers only once to his friends, and that was two years ago at the world martial arts tournament. He remembered the look of shock on Videl's face when she saw him transform.
He sighed loudly as he rummaged through the cabin looking for his lost object. After about ten more minutes of searching, he found what he was looking for. It was a small, orange-golden ball with three small blue stars surrounding the center. He smiled brightly as he stared at his father's Dragon Ball. He knew how precious the ball was to Goku and he vowed to never again loose it, too much trouble had been caused over such a small item. He sighed again and began to run out of the house but was instantly stopped.
He stared at the brown wall for a few seconds, breathing hard. A feeling of terror and hatred coursed through his body at an alarming speed. He hadn't felt anything like what he was feeling at that moment. He gripped the ball tightly and again began to run out of the cabin.
He quickly slammed the wooden door shut and leapt into the air. The wind whipped forcefully around him as he increased his speed dramatically. He felt that something was wrong with his feelings. Somehow he knew that a problem had risen while he was away, and it hadn't been solved. Only fear filled his feelings as he raced toward his home still clutching his dragon ball, he began to breath hard again, but not from energy loss. It was from fear of what he would find when he got home for he somehow knew that his life would be forever changed when he arrived.
One week later
Gohan strolled quickly through the small cabin, lifting things into the air and quickly setting them back down. The others had been waiting in the car for at least five minutes for him, and he knew that they were getting impatient. He looked around the room once more and ran into another room and began to lift objects there and set them back down as well.
A loud beep caused him to jump slightly; he quickly walked over to the window and opened it. Videl had begun to grow very impatient with him and had therefore blown the small car's horn at him. He leaned out of the window and motioned that he would catch up to them somehow.
Videl nodded slowly and put the car in drive and sped off. Gohan knew that Videl and the others knew who and what he was. Only he didn't think that they accepted it yet. He had shown his powers only once to his friends, and that was two years ago at the world martial arts tournament. He remembered the look of shock on Videl's face when she saw him transform.
He sighed loudly as he rummaged through the cabin looking for his lost object. After about ten more minutes of searching, he found what he was looking for. It was a small, orange-golden ball with three small blue stars surrounding the center. He smiled brightly as he stared at his father's Dragon Ball. He knew how precious the ball was to Goku and he vowed to never again loose it, too much trouble had been caused over such a small item. He sighed again and began to run out of the house but was instantly stopped.
He stared at the brown wall for a few seconds, breathing hard. A feeling of terror and hatred coursed through his body at an alarming speed. He hadn't felt anything like what he was feeling at that moment. He gripped the ball tightly and again began to run out of the cabin.
He quickly slammed the wooden door shut and leapt into the air. The wind whipped forcefully around him as he increased his speed dramatically. He felt that something was wrong with his feelings. Somehow he knew that a problem had risen while he was away, and it hadn't been solved. Only fear filled his feelings as he raced toward his home still clutching his dragon ball, he began to breath hard again, but not from energy loss. It was from fear of what he would find when he got home for he somehow knew that his life would be forever changed when he arrived.