Author's Note – Zett – Hey again! Hehe, glad you guys are starting to get into our fic! And yes, it seems I will be doing most of the author's notes, since I do the proofreading. But Fritz says, "If I could think of a good line for the author's note, I would put it in. But I'm not the talkative type." Pfffft, whatever. Anyhow, here's the second chapter! Hope you like it!! And we'll keep writing if you guys want us to, so please review!
Chapter 2 – Informed and Informing
Gohan woke up early, and after cleaning up and scratching up something to eat in his messy kitchen, he made his way up to the Lookout. Landing softly on the out skirts he walked in, admiring the new shrubbery work Mr. Popo had done, unsuspecting of the fact that his presence was already known.
So, Gohan has arrived… Good, then I can tell him I'm having these visions, these…destructive visions of the future. Piccolo uncurled from his hunched over meditating stance and cracked his neck as he made his way out to meet his former pupil.
"Hey Piccolo! It's been a while!" Gohan flashed Piccolo a wide Son grin as he walked up to him, his expression dimming a bit when he noticed Piccolo's serious one. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head at his friend and mentor. "Is something wrong?" Piccolo let out a tired sigh and shook his head, smiling slightly. "Well, I'm not exactly sure, that's the problem. But it's good to see you Gohan." He frowned and turned as he heard some noise coming in their direction.
"Hey!!" Dende hurried over to the two as he noticed Gohan, Mr. Popo bustling behind. "It's been too long, how are you?" Gohan chuckled and shrugged. "Well, you know, I'm holding out! And how about you? You get taller every time I see you! My gosh! You're starting to make Piccolo look short!" Dende brushed away his compliment, smiling the whole time. "Yeah yeah, and look at you Gohan, I hear you've become a lot stronger! Bet you could chew Buu up like bubble gum now huh!?" Gohan laughed at the thought and shrugged shyly.
"Well I have become a lot stronger yes…" Gohan shook his head, still smiling and turned back to Piccolo. "So is there something you want to tell me?" Piccolo nodded somberly and gestured for Gohan to follow him into the palace. Dende turned to Mr. Popo and asked him a few things, sending him hurrying off to the kitchen to make some tea. Once they were inside, Gohan, Piccolo, and Dende all sat down at the table, thanking Mr. Popo as he offered them all some fresh baking.
"Well you see Gohan, I'm starting to get a little worried. I've been having these, well, 'visions' lately, and premonitions. All of something, threatening, like some kind of warnings." Dende nodded at this comment and frowned seriously. "Yes, I've been sensing something similar. But, I've been unable to see anything definite, just this growing feeling of concern."
Gohan nodded as he listened carefully, "This premonition, is it getting stronger as time passes?" Dende and Piccolo both nodded, "My visions have gotten extremely worse in a very short time, and I'm afraid of what it could mean." Piccolo told Gohan, looking him over and nodding inwardly. The boy looks good, seems like he's finally reaching the potential I always knew he was capable of.
"I have not been able to decipher my visions at all past a point, and the point is, they all lead up to cataclysmic catastrophe for our planet." The three sat quietly for a few moments, an unearthly calm setting around them. No one wanted to break this eerie quiet that had filled the room.
"Lemon cakes! Would any of you like some lemon cakes? I just made them?" Popo smiled brightly as he rounded the corner, stopping in his tracks and backing up slowly as he got three agitated glares. "M-maybe I should get my brownies instead…?" Popo turned and fled the scene, leaving the others to smile and chuckle lightly at what had transpired.
Gohan furrowed his eyebrows pensively as he sped through the clear blue sky towards a familiar home. This sudden news was definitely worrisome; if both Piccolo and Dende were sensing that something was up, then it more than probably was. Gohan let out a heavy breath as he landed, walking up to the door of the house and knocking.
"Well well! If it isn't our prodigal son! Whatever could you POSSIBLY want or need? Let me guess, money. If you would have stayed in school and become a scientist like I wanted you t-"
"I have to talk to Dad." Gohan interrupted his mother's lecture, looking past her into the kitchen. "Is he home? It's serious." Chi Chi quaked with anger, letting out a huffy breath, and turned away, pointing towards the kitchen. "He's in there making sure any and all extra food we might have now that you don't live here is 'well' taken care of."
"Hey Gohan!" Goku shouted between shoveling more food into his bottomless pit of a stomach. "Come sit down, have a bite, you look starved!" Gohan laughed at the comical display in front of him. Goku hunched over the table, his arms shooting out faster than the eye could see, raking in food like a starved man, which Gohan knew, was not the case. "Hey Dad! How's it going?"
Goku shrugged as Gohan waved away the piece of meat he offered and ate it himself. "Well, I do a bit of training every now and then! Boy, you should see some of the attacks I can do now with my Super Saiyan Three form!" Goku smiled and gave Gohan a proud look, "And from what I hear, you have been training a little yourself huh?"
Gohan chuckled and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, you could say that…" Goku laughed outright, hunching over as Chi Chi screamed something about barbarians and their table manners. "From what Goten says, you're far more powerful than Gotenks. Gohan… that is incredible! We must spar, I have to see how powerful you have become first hand!"
Gohan smiled and nodded. "Sure Dad, anytime! But I'm actually here with some… pressing news…" Goku raised an eyebrow, slowing down his rapid inhalation of food and turning slightly serious. "Pressing? Well, what about? Is everything okay?" Gohan took a seat and looked down at the table, then back up at his father. "Well, I went to see Piccolo today, and he had some, troubling stuff on his mind…"
Goku frowned and looked at Gohan pensively, taking a large gulp of milk from his glass. "Well, if something's bothering Piccolo, it's probably something big, am I right?" Gohan nodded regretfully and started to explain.
"He and Dende have been having some premonitions of danger in the future. They don't know what it is yet, only that it's something serious." Goku's expression turned suddenly solemn as Gohan said this. "Oh boy. So in other words, it's a good thing we've all been training."
Chi Chi let out an angry yell and stomped her foot on the ground. "Who cares about your stupid training!?!? Neither of you have jobs!! It's a wonder we even have enough money to live on, I can't believe the way you Saiyans just…"
Gohan sighed listening to Chi Chi's voice fade as she stormed into the living room. He couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever understand that, were it not for the Z Fighters and their powerful abilities, Earth wouldn't be around anymore for people to HAVE jobs on…
Gohan smiled as he turned his attention back to his father. "So Dad, what do you say you stop over at my house tomorrow? I'll stop by Vegeta's after I leave, and see if he'll join us for a little training!" Goku nodded happily, "Training! Yes!" Goku laughed and smiled, "I haven't had a good sparring partner for years! Only little Goten, who is good, but well, he's a little to into girls at the moment to worry about training."
Gohan laughed and slapped the table, ignoring his mother's shrieks as he stood up. "Then I'll see you tomorrow! Hopefully Vegeta will be there, and you won't have to worry about weak partners anymore!" Goku nodded, and began to stuff his face again. "Well if that's the case, I better eat something. I haven't had anything but a snack all day!"
Gohan chuckled again and left the house, waving to his mother who glared at him but nodded as he walked out the door. Gohan looked around, admiring the grass, the trees, all brining back childhood memories. Ok, now, if I can only convince Vegeta… Gohan thought as he took flight and blasted off towards Capsule Corp.
