THIS CHAPTER TO BE REWRITTEN. JUST FYI.
Chapter 2: The First Day of the Last Day
Goku released a long yawn as he stretched. He rubbed his face as he sat up, throwing the covers off of himself as he swung his legs around to get up. He padded quietly over to the closet, opening it up to pull out a change in clothing. The smell of breakfast food cooking inticed him to hurry his morning routine and he soon entered the kitchen to greet his wife. "Morning Chi-chi," he said, giving her a hug from behind. "Good morning, Goku," she replied, almost done with her task, "Breakfast is almost ready. Why don't you take a seat?" Happily he obliged, sitting where he always did. "Hey mom! Hey dad!" Goten said as he entered the room, like his father, he had quite an appetite. "You're up early for the weekend," Chi-chi pointed out, a tad suspicious. "I know...I sorta woke up and thought it was still the week, so I decided to stay up," Goten explained, sitting down in his usual chair, "Besides I was hungry." Goten looked over at his father and they shared a grin. "And why does that not come as a surprise?" Chi-chi muttered, gathering the food and placing it on the table. "Breakfast is served," she announced, taking a seat herself.
The males ate with ferocity and soon enough, all the food was gone. "That was good!" Goku announced, leaning back in his chair and patting his stomach. Goten nodded in agreement before turning to his mother, "I'm going to go outside and play, okay?" Chi-chi gave a nod of approval, "Alright, but be back in time for lunch!" The young black-haired pre-teen smiled and quickly scampered off. As soon as he was out of sight Goku perked up, sensing a power level near the door. A knock followed and Goku immediately got up to answer it. "Gohan!" Goku said happily, giving his son a hug, "I haven't seen you in awhile! How have you been?" Gohan smiled and returned the hug, "Good, good. Everything's going great. I just wanted to stop by and see how you were doing." Chi-chi stood up and looked him over while answering, "Things have been normal as always, Gohan. But look at you..all grown up. Sometimes I hardly believe it." Gohan sighed and gave a laugh, "Mom..you always say that!" Chi-chi walked over and gave him a hug, "It doesn't matter. It's the truth." Goku chuckled and leaned against the door frame.
Gohan gathered his breath and turned to his father, "Well..you up for it?" Goku raised an eyebrow, "Up for what?" The demi-Saijin grinned and folded his arms, "For a spar. I'm sure you haven't done it in awhile." Goku returned the grin, "No, I haven't." Chi-chi suddenly interrupted them, "Hey! I don't want you two getting into trouble!" Goku headed out the door and he looked over his shoulders, "Don't worry Chi-chi!" Gohan waved to his mother, "Yeah mom, lighten up!" With a smile they were off to a secluded area to fight.
Goku removed his first shirt and began to stretch. Gohan stretched as well, deciding to try to make it a good spar. "Alright dad..don't go TOO easy on me, alright? I need to stay in shape," Gohan requested with a grin, popping his knuckles. "Oh come on...now YOU shouldn't worry," Goku replied, returning the grin his son gave him, "Let's just see if you still got it." Gohan gave a brief nod, "Sure." They both took battle poses, preparing themselves for the sparring match that was about to begin. With a yell Gohan leapt toward his father, swinging his fist and aiming for the face. But anticipating this, and much faster, Goku easily dodged, backing up to the onslaught of attacks that Gohan threw at him. "You're going to have to do better than that, Gohan!" Goku laughed, leaping a great distance away, throwing a few blasts at his son in the process. The half-Saijin moved out of the way with ease, pausing briefly to jump up to Super Saijin level one. Goku followed suit and powered up as well, flying backwards through the air, waiting for Gohan to catch up.
Gohan kept throwing punches and kicks, but Goku kept dodging. When an opening presented itself, he sent a kick into Gohan's side and the young man flew a few feet to the side before recovering. Gohan flexed for a moment before smirking, "You're holding back." Goku returned the smirk, "So are you." His son nodded and charged again, attacking with a newfound fury. "C'mon, fight!" Gohan insisted frustratingly, trying anything to get his father to respond, but the man kept backing away - taunting him. Trying to intice his father, Gohan pushed himself to the next level, successfully landing a combination of attacks onto Goku. The black-haired Saijin fell towards the ground and landed with a distinct thud, landing directly on his head. Gohan smirked as he father slowly began to pick himself up, now maybe they could start really getting a work out.
In all truth, he had not expected Gohan to leap, as his emotions hadn't proven any real threat. His body had spun out of control, careening towards the hard ground. He landed harder than he expected. Much things were not expected; like the sudden burst of thoughts that coursed through his head, as if a flood gate had been opened. As if all barriers to his past had been removed - as if all the walls that had been built up to keep his instincts dampered came crashing down - he felt his mind work like it had never done so before. He liked it.
In a sudden burst of golden light he watched his father's hair spill down his back, covering him in a mass of spikes. "Hey! That's not fair! You know I can't go level three!" Gohan protested, landing nearby with a playful frown on his face. "Yes...I know you can't," Goku replied slowly, calmly..oddly. Gohan took a deep breath and placed himself into a fighting stance, "Well, I'm ready to continue for as long as I can go on...heh." His father stood slowly, rubbing his head for a moment before taking up a fighting stance as well. "Bring it on," he whispered, his black eyes flashing dangerously. "Okay!" Gohan smirked, a little confused by his father's twist in behavior but willing to keep up a good fight, "Here I come!" He leapt toward Goku only to have him disappear an instant before contact. He went to turn around and search for him but strong arms wrapped around him, holding him and immobilizing him. Gohan gave out a nervous laugh, for some reason he did not know. Goku squeezed until Gohan thought he'd snap his ribs. The half-Saijin coughed and wheezed for air, "Hey dad? Dad you can stop now." There was silence. A very uncomfortable silence.
"You're so weak," his father hissed into his ear. "Dad..?" Gohan questioned, fear seeping into him, 'What's wrong?' The grip increased and Gohan cried out as a rib finally did snapped, "Dad! What's wrong! Hey! Let me go, now!" Goku's voice spoke lowly, darkly, "You're pathetic. You disappoint me." Gohan furrowed his eyebrows - his father had always supported him in everything that he did, whatever was going on it didn't make any sense! "This planet has infected me since that day I fell," Goku whispered, his teeth clenched, "Vegeta was right. I should've accepted his offer and joined him." The younger man fell silent, completely taken aback and petrified with fear. "You sickly half breed," Goku growled, tightening his grip again to snap another rib, "How could I have followed this pathetic path? You weaklings make me weak." Gohan coughed, feeling the warmth of his blood trail from the corner of his mouth, then down to his chin and neck. "This isn't a storybook," the third class warrior explained, "Life will not have a happy ending, Gohan." His son lifted his head, his vision blurring, his thoughts swirling around all the events of his life as his heart beat pounded in his head. "You've been such a good boy," Goku murmured, relaxing his hold, "I'll make this quick." Gohan's mind suddenly went blank and all he could do was pray to God for him to remove all of his sins. It happened so fast he didn't even realize it happened. Just a pressure upon his skull and a twist so fast it caused a snap. The body of the half-Saijin crumpled to the ground, his eyes closed, a blank, almost peaceful, expression on his face.
***
She heard the door open as she was busy washing dishes. "Are you back already, Goku?" she questioned, calling out over her shoulder but still intent on what she was doing. The door shut and there was no reply. "Goku?" she called again before putting the plate down and turning around, wiping her hands dry on her apron. She was surprised to see him in the form that he was in, and she tilted her head to the side, "G-Goku...?" His lips upturned into a smirk that Chi-chi had known Vegeta to wear on occasion. It was cold..evil... He brought up his hand, his palm facing her and she blinked, confused. "Until death do us part," he said flatly, his eyes widening just slightly. She gasped and backed up as she saw the light of the energy that grew in front of his palm. She wanted to ask why but her jaw just dropped and she stood completely stunned like a deer looking into oncoming headlights. This wasn't far from the truth, but the survival rate of a deer compared to herself at the moment was vastly higher. With ease Goku shot the blast at his target. The door opened and his other son walked in and he began to greet him, "Hey da-" He froze in place, looking at his mother's body which had a hole through her that was still smoking. "Goodbye Goten," Goku replied, lifting his hand in his direction and letting out another blast. He smiled in triumph as the half-Saijin's body first fell to it's knees, and then, onto his face. "You're all so weak," Goku whispered, shaking his head. He stepped past the body and took to the air, 'I'm going to have to eliminate you all...'
TBC..Hmm..moving a little fast paced, oh well, it'll slow down some..
Chapter 2: The First Day of the Last Day
Goku released a long yawn as he stretched. He rubbed his face as he sat up, throwing the covers off of himself as he swung his legs around to get up. He padded quietly over to the closet, opening it up to pull out a change in clothing. The smell of breakfast food cooking inticed him to hurry his morning routine and he soon entered the kitchen to greet his wife. "Morning Chi-chi," he said, giving her a hug from behind. "Good morning, Goku," she replied, almost done with her task, "Breakfast is almost ready. Why don't you take a seat?" Happily he obliged, sitting where he always did. "Hey mom! Hey dad!" Goten said as he entered the room, like his father, he had quite an appetite. "You're up early for the weekend," Chi-chi pointed out, a tad suspicious. "I know...I sorta woke up and thought it was still the week, so I decided to stay up," Goten explained, sitting down in his usual chair, "Besides I was hungry." Goten looked over at his father and they shared a grin. "And why does that not come as a surprise?" Chi-chi muttered, gathering the food and placing it on the table. "Breakfast is served," she announced, taking a seat herself.
The males ate with ferocity and soon enough, all the food was gone. "That was good!" Goku announced, leaning back in his chair and patting his stomach. Goten nodded in agreement before turning to his mother, "I'm going to go outside and play, okay?" Chi-chi gave a nod of approval, "Alright, but be back in time for lunch!" The young black-haired pre-teen smiled and quickly scampered off. As soon as he was out of sight Goku perked up, sensing a power level near the door. A knock followed and Goku immediately got up to answer it. "Gohan!" Goku said happily, giving his son a hug, "I haven't seen you in awhile! How have you been?" Gohan smiled and returned the hug, "Good, good. Everything's going great. I just wanted to stop by and see how you were doing." Chi-chi stood up and looked him over while answering, "Things have been normal as always, Gohan. But look at you..all grown up. Sometimes I hardly believe it." Gohan sighed and gave a laugh, "Mom..you always say that!" Chi-chi walked over and gave him a hug, "It doesn't matter. It's the truth." Goku chuckled and leaned against the door frame.
Gohan gathered his breath and turned to his father, "Well..you up for it?" Goku raised an eyebrow, "Up for what?" The demi-Saijin grinned and folded his arms, "For a spar. I'm sure you haven't done it in awhile." Goku returned the grin, "No, I haven't." Chi-chi suddenly interrupted them, "Hey! I don't want you two getting into trouble!" Goku headed out the door and he looked over his shoulders, "Don't worry Chi-chi!" Gohan waved to his mother, "Yeah mom, lighten up!" With a smile they were off to a secluded area to fight.
Goku removed his first shirt and began to stretch. Gohan stretched as well, deciding to try to make it a good spar. "Alright dad..don't go TOO easy on me, alright? I need to stay in shape," Gohan requested with a grin, popping his knuckles. "Oh come on...now YOU shouldn't worry," Goku replied, returning the grin his son gave him, "Let's just see if you still got it." Gohan gave a brief nod, "Sure." They both took battle poses, preparing themselves for the sparring match that was about to begin. With a yell Gohan leapt toward his father, swinging his fist and aiming for the face. But anticipating this, and much faster, Goku easily dodged, backing up to the onslaught of attacks that Gohan threw at him. "You're going to have to do better than that, Gohan!" Goku laughed, leaping a great distance away, throwing a few blasts at his son in the process. The half-Saijin moved out of the way with ease, pausing briefly to jump up to Super Saijin level one. Goku followed suit and powered up as well, flying backwards through the air, waiting for Gohan to catch up.
Gohan kept throwing punches and kicks, but Goku kept dodging. When an opening presented itself, he sent a kick into Gohan's side and the young man flew a few feet to the side before recovering. Gohan flexed for a moment before smirking, "You're holding back." Goku returned the smirk, "So are you." His son nodded and charged again, attacking with a newfound fury. "C'mon, fight!" Gohan insisted frustratingly, trying anything to get his father to respond, but the man kept backing away - taunting him. Trying to intice his father, Gohan pushed himself to the next level, successfully landing a combination of attacks onto Goku. The black-haired Saijin fell towards the ground and landed with a distinct thud, landing directly on his head. Gohan smirked as he father slowly began to pick himself up, now maybe they could start really getting a work out.
In all truth, he had not expected Gohan to leap, as his emotions hadn't proven any real threat. His body had spun out of control, careening towards the hard ground. He landed harder than he expected. Much things were not expected; like the sudden burst of thoughts that coursed through his head, as if a flood gate had been opened. As if all barriers to his past had been removed - as if all the walls that had been built up to keep his instincts dampered came crashing down - he felt his mind work like it had never done so before. He liked it.
In a sudden burst of golden light he watched his father's hair spill down his back, covering him in a mass of spikes. "Hey! That's not fair! You know I can't go level three!" Gohan protested, landing nearby with a playful frown on his face. "Yes...I know you can't," Goku replied slowly, calmly..oddly. Gohan took a deep breath and placed himself into a fighting stance, "Well, I'm ready to continue for as long as I can go on...heh." His father stood slowly, rubbing his head for a moment before taking up a fighting stance as well. "Bring it on," he whispered, his black eyes flashing dangerously. "Okay!" Gohan smirked, a little confused by his father's twist in behavior but willing to keep up a good fight, "Here I come!" He leapt toward Goku only to have him disappear an instant before contact. He went to turn around and search for him but strong arms wrapped around him, holding him and immobilizing him. Gohan gave out a nervous laugh, for some reason he did not know. Goku squeezed until Gohan thought he'd snap his ribs. The half-Saijin coughed and wheezed for air, "Hey dad? Dad you can stop now." There was silence. A very uncomfortable silence.
"You're so weak," his father hissed into his ear. "Dad..?" Gohan questioned, fear seeping into him, 'What's wrong?' The grip increased and Gohan cried out as a rib finally did snapped, "Dad! What's wrong! Hey! Let me go, now!" Goku's voice spoke lowly, darkly, "You're pathetic. You disappoint me." Gohan furrowed his eyebrows - his father had always supported him in everything that he did, whatever was going on it didn't make any sense! "This planet has infected me since that day I fell," Goku whispered, his teeth clenched, "Vegeta was right. I should've accepted his offer and joined him." The younger man fell silent, completely taken aback and petrified with fear. "You sickly half breed," Goku growled, tightening his grip again to snap another rib, "How could I have followed this pathetic path? You weaklings make me weak." Gohan coughed, feeling the warmth of his blood trail from the corner of his mouth, then down to his chin and neck. "This isn't a storybook," the third class warrior explained, "Life will not have a happy ending, Gohan." His son lifted his head, his vision blurring, his thoughts swirling around all the events of his life as his heart beat pounded in his head. "You've been such a good boy," Goku murmured, relaxing his hold, "I'll make this quick." Gohan's mind suddenly went blank and all he could do was pray to God for him to remove all of his sins. It happened so fast he didn't even realize it happened. Just a pressure upon his skull and a twist so fast it caused a snap. The body of the half-Saijin crumpled to the ground, his eyes closed, a blank, almost peaceful, expression on his face.
***
She heard the door open as she was busy washing dishes. "Are you back already, Goku?" she questioned, calling out over her shoulder but still intent on what she was doing. The door shut and there was no reply. "Goku?" she called again before putting the plate down and turning around, wiping her hands dry on her apron. She was surprised to see him in the form that he was in, and she tilted her head to the side, "G-Goku...?" His lips upturned into a smirk that Chi-chi had known Vegeta to wear on occasion. It was cold..evil... He brought up his hand, his palm facing her and she blinked, confused. "Until death do us part," he said flatly, his eyes widening just slightly. She gasped and backed up as she saw the light of the energy that grew in front of his palm. She wanted to ask why but her jaw just dropped and she stood completely stunned like a deer looking into oncoming headlights. This wasn't far from the truth, but the survival rate of a deer compared to herself at the moment was vastly higher. With ease Goku shot the blast at his target. The door opened and his other son walked in and he began to greet him, "Hey da-" He froze in place, looking at his mother's body which had a hole through her that was still smoking. "Goodbye Goten," Goku replied, lifting his hand in his direction and letting out another blast. He smiled in triumph as the half-Saijin's body first fell to it's knees, and then, onto his face. "You're all so weak," Goku whispered, shaking his head. He stepped past the body and took to the air, 'I'm going to have to eliminate you all...'
TBC..Hmm..moving a little fast paced, oh well, it'll slow down some..
