Thoughts

Chapter 9 - Sacrifice

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Gohan landed on Kami's Palace. As he had thought, the place was deserted. Corrin and Yajirobe could be a problem though, so Gohan had to do this quickly. He rushed to the door of the Room of Spirit and Time, swiftly opened the door and walked in. Closing the door behind him, Gohan peered around the room.

It was just how he remembered when he was training with his Tousan for the fight against Cell. Tousan

Gohan quickly drove the thought away, knowing that he couldn't turn back now. He sprinted out into the void, white nothingness, still holding the sword. He did not stop sprinting until he could no longer see the towers. As long as I'm in the Room of Spirit and Time, no one outside the room can sense my ki. If they unfortunately do come inside, it will take them a while to find me, and by then it will be too late!

Gohan raised the sword, but thought for a moment. Kaasan would definitely be quite upset when she finds out that I'm dead. Maybe I shouldn't NO! After what I did to Kaasan, I will never be able to forgive myself!

Gohan pointed the sword at his heart, and without any second thoughts, plunged the sword in. He felt no pain for a second as the sword pierced his heart. He almost thought that it was going to be a painless death, but as that thought crept into his mind, an incredible pain throbbed in his chest. It was unbearable, and Gohan gave a shout as his knees gave way and he fell his knees. His golden aura turned to a shimmering silver, then disappeared, his hair fell back to its normal placement and turned jet-black and his eyes turned from aquamarine to black.

With his last shred of ki, he pulled the sword out and threw it to the side. The pain grew even worse as he had pulled it out, and he almost screamed in pain, but barely had any ki to even use his voice. He fell on his side, as he no longer had the strength to sit up.

As Gohan felt his body start to become numb from lack of blood, he whispered, "Sayonara Chikyuu, you'll be much better without me" With that, Gohan breathed his last breath and closed his eyes.

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Piccolo landed with Dende and Mr. Popo on Kami's Palace. Piccolo was defeated with shame that he had not been able to change Gohan's mind and that he couldn't sense Gohan's ki anywhere.

Dende had been crying. Gohan had been one of his closest friends, and now he was probably dead if Piccolo couldn't sense him. He sniffed and asked, "Are you sure that you can't sense him Piccolo-san?"

Piccolo closed his eyes and nodded grimly, "I can't even sense even a small spark of his ki. I'm afraid that he is already dead."

Dende gasped, then stared at the ground.

Mr. Popo was also quite sad, but was trying not to show it so that he wouldn't cause Dende to cry. He walked over to the door of the Room of Spirit and Time, and saw a faint blood mark on the door's handle. In surprise, he shouted, "Dende! Piccolo! Come here!"

Dende and Piccolo ran to see what Mr. Popo was fussing about. Piccolo saw the blood mark and widened his eyes in shock. "Gohan!"

Piccolo opened the door and ran in, leaving the door open behind him. Dende looked at Mr. Popo and they both followed.

Piccolo looked around the vast whiteness, trying to find a flicker of Gohan's ki. There was none, however. He then remembered that the sword was magical, and gleamed with the person's ki who had touched it last. It had been a useful sword, because one could simply touch it and hide from whoever was looking for them. Their seekers would sense their ki and track it down, only to find a useless sword. Though the sword was useful, it was quite easy to overlook it when searching for ki's. Piccolo closed his eyes again and found the sword's ki.

He followed it, not caring that he was going too fast for Dende and Mr. Popo to keep a close distance.

When he found the sword, he was horrified to find that it was covered with blood. He looked from the corner of his eyes to the right, and saw Gohan's limp body.

"GOHAN!" He ran to the young boy's body, and stared at it. A gaping wound was on Gohan's chest, and lots of blood had spilled out of the wound. Gohan's eyes were closed, and he showed no signs of life.

Dende and Mr. Popo finally caught up to Piccolo, and were dismayed when they saw Gohan's lifeless body.

Tears formed in Dende's eyes and he cried, "Gohan!"

Mr. Popo also had tears forming in his eyes, yet was unable to talk.

Piccolo refused to admit to himself that Gohan was dead. He shook Gohan's body, shouting, "Gohan! Wake up!"

Tears were flowing down Dende's young face, as he shook his head. Piccolo can't handle the fact that Gohan's gone.

Mr. Popo walked up to Piccolo and placed a hand on the Nameksei-jin's shoulder, saying, "Gomen nasai Piccolo-san, but Gohan is gone."

Piccolo stopped shaking Gohan's body and sat back. Piccolo usually never cried, but now he couldn't help it. His best friend in the world was dead.

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Gohan looked curiously around him. He was on a huge platform, and in front of him was a large building. He touched his gi, then noticed that it was not covered with blood any more and that his wound was also gone. He then looked up and noticed a strange golden ring floating above his head. Huh? I've got a halo? Why have I got a halo when they do not know whether I should be in Heaven or Hell?

"Hurry up and come in!" boomed a voice from inside the building.

Gohan was startled by the sudden voice, then started to walk towards the building.

As soon as he entered, he gasped. In front of him was an enormous wooden table that was much taller than he. What was more astonishing, was who sat behind the desk. He was three times the height of the table, and he was sitting down! He had reddish skin, thick black hair and also a thick beard. He was wearing what looked like a blue business suit with a white shirt and a red tie. The hat upon his head reminded Gohan of his Ojjichan.

The man looked down at Gohan and introduced himself, "I am Lord Enma! I am the one who decides whether a soul goes to Heaven or Hell. Now, what is your name child?"

"Son Gohan."

Lord Enma started to read through a book that lay on his desk. As soon as he found Gohan's name he said, "Ah! Son Gohan! You're the son of Son Goku aren't you?"

Gohan nodded, "Hai."

Lord Enma looked back down at his book and frowned slightly, "I don't know how you could have been killed. You are the strongest person in the universe!"

Gohan's face went stern and he replied, "That's because I killed myself."

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OK, I know that a lot of you will probably hate me for killing Gohan. But being a Gohan Fan, do you honestly think that I'm going to leave him dead?! No way! As I said before, I had two ideas of how the story was going to end. If I had of chosen the other one, the story would've been completed by this chapter or the next. I wanted to make it as long as possible without it becoming boring. Please review!