HEY!!! Wow, I am so sorry it took me so long for me to update my fic, I said I would be updating more often, and look what happens…
Anyways this chap was to basically tell you that I'm still alive, and this time I will update more that before, promise * winks *
Body Transformation
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Gohan lay in a massive crater, his shirt torn off, his body in slight convulsions from the over exertion of his power, and the Ki blasts he had used to stop his rage. He tried to lift his arm; it raised an inch off the ground, but then fell limply back down to his side. What…what happened? Why, why did I do those things? Gohan recalled what he did now, he slaughtered the invaders, made them die in ways that made him want to throw up, and the thing that bothered him the most, was that as he thought of it, not only did he get nauseated, he also felt good. It almost made him smile as he thought back to it, the pain he caused, and the looks on their faces as he severed their bodies, smashed their skulls together. And that made Gohan hate himself all the more, because he loved destroying them, he loved the feel of their blood splatter across his hands, his legs his chest as he destroyed them with his hands, loving every second of it. What…what's going on!? What am I becoming!? Gohan then thought about the invader leader, but before he could get caught up in the moment of his gruesome death, it hit him. What he had done was not only destroy the invaders, but he had killed thousands, millions of innocents on this planet as well. Oh my god…I threw the Nabar over the city when I blasted him into the ground…I saw the blast destroy miles I…I killed them. I'm as bad as they are. I killed them! Gohan felt tears flowing down his face again, as he struggled to stand once more. But the blast he dealt himself was too much, and he started to slip into unconsciousness again. And my power…what can I become, what…have I become…
Gohan opened his eyes slowly, brining his hands up to rub the sleepiness out of his eyes. He stopped suddenly when he realized he was on something soft. Gohan jolted out of the bed he was laying on and looked around, ready for an enemy to pounce on him, but all he found was a small room, with a closet and a dresser to the side, and the bed he was just on. What, what the hell is going on!? Where the hell am I now? Gohan took a few breaths to try and calm himself, and he decided to check himself over. Gohan was surprised at what he felt like, he felt great, absolutely great. And yet, there was something wrong with him, he could feel it, something deep in the back of his mind. He walked over and glanced in the mirror, he was just in his jeans and socks, he had bandages over a lot of his upper body, but they started to unravel as Gohan flexed his muscles to see if he was even sore. There is something wrong with me I can feel it, I can see it in the mirror but what is it? Gohan turned with a start when the door behind him opened quietly, he saw a small girl with her back to him walk in, she was carrying a large round bowl. She shut the door gently and turned around, when she saw Gohan she gave a cry and dropped the bowl, it's contents splashing across the floor. Gohan blinked at the girl, at a loss for what to do.
"You're alright!" The girl jumped up and down happily clapping her hands together shouting, 'your all right' at the top of her lungs. After a few more seconds of her joyous bouncing, she opened the door and shot out like a cannon still screaming 'he's all right' for anyone to hear.
What the hell was that all about? Gohan sat back down on the bed confused as to what was going on. He stood quickly whenever he heard the door open again, only this time he saw two adults walk in, instead of the little girl.
"Good! You are all right young man, my wife and I were so worried you wouldn't make it." The man explained, walked forward and holding out his hand to Gohan. Gohan reluctantly took it, still unsure of what was going on.
"We found you, well our daughter found you in a huge crater outside of the destroyed section of city. When she brought us to you we found that you were near death, every muscle in your body was tense and in convulsions, nearly your whole body was covered in blood, and you had suffered extreme head trauma. In fact…I can't believe you're even awake, we only found you a day ago…" The woman trailed off letting an odd silence fill the room, at the astonishing news that Gohan had fully recovered from near death by only resting for a day.
That proves it…Sayins have always been strong, and have always healed fast, but there is something different about me…something inside of me has changed, but what…? "Thank you…um…who are you two?"
The two laughed shakily at their lack of manors, and introduced themselves. "I am Marcus." The man said, he was wearing baggy pants, covering over white shoes; he also wore a white shirt on top. "And I," the women, obviously Marcus's wife, "am Cindel." The two both shook Gohan's hand warmly then invited Gohan out for dinner.
Gohan followed the two out of the bedroom, not sure of what to say or do besides thank them and eat with them. "Thank you Marcus, Cindel. I wouldn't have made it if it weren't for you two, I owe you my life, thank you." They shook their heads laughing.
"Listen dear, our daughter is the one who found you, so if you want to thank
anyone, it should be her, and like we said, it's only been a day, we barely did
anything for you besides give you somewhere soft to rest, and wash you up, the
healing was done by yourself."
Again Gohan was troubled by the revelation of his own body. I don't know if I should be glad or worried about what my body is going through…it did save my life, but then, it did make me go insane. And the worst thing is, I don't even know exactly what 'it' is, just that it is me now, and it is changing me. Gohan shook his head; letting his thoughts go to the back of his mind for now. They walked out into the kitchen area, where Gohan noticed pots and pans on the stove, some boiling over with water, some sizzling, and some smoke coming out of the oven. Gohan smiled at the young girl staring affectionately at him from her seat at the table, from what Gohan guessed she was about seven years old, long silky blond hair, deep brown eyes, and the cute face that all children have. Gohan walked over to her, and bent down slightly "Your mom and dad tell me that it is because of you they found me." Gohan gave a cutesy bow, "Thank you ever so much."
The girl giggled, and smiled up at him. "I have a name you know." She said in a matter of fact tone, never turning off her smile, which seemed to have an odd tendency to make Gohan smile as well.
Gohan smiled at the child, "well my name is Gohan, would you do me the honors of giving me yours?"
The girl giggled again. "My name is Loralee, and I'm really happy you're ok Gohan, I almost fainted when I first saw you in the woods, but I just knew you'd be ok if I got my parents to you as soon as I could."
Gohan stood up, "Well thank you again Loralee, I don't know where I would be if it weren't for you."
Gohan took a seat at the table, and they family sat down around him, they talked about several things for a while, the harvest, the weather, but it eventually grew to a topic that Gohan did not want to discuss.
"So dear, did Simual know what caused the destruction of the city? And did he know what happened to the patrol group that was sent here for that mysterious youth?"
Marcus shook his head. "The brigade sent from the empire has been completely destroyed. We don't know how, we just know that they are all dead. Bits and…" He paled, but continued. "Pieces of them were found throughout the destroyed city zone. And as for the youth, he is unaccounted for." Marcus hung his head for a moment, and then glanced up at Gohan, deciding to lighten up the conversation. "So tell me Gohan, what part of the world do you hail from?"
Gohan had his head down as he was remembering what he did. The blood on his hands, the feeling of muscle and bone tearing and breaking in his fists. It almost was enough to put a smile on his face, which also succeeded in making him, want to throw up as well. The question Marcus shoot Gohan took him completely by surprise. Gohan jolted his head up and stared blankly at Marcus for a minute, before he stood up from the table, excusing himself. "I'm sorry but I just feel too…hot in here, I'm going to go out for a walk. Gohan turned and stared to head to the door when he heard Loralee voice chime in behind him.
"Come back before I have to go to bed Blue fire!"
Gohan stopped and turned, the name 'blue fire' making no sense to him.
"Oh don't pay her any attention Gohan, she just likes to make up names for people from the stunning characteristics she sees in them. I'm pretty sure the name blue fire, is from the intense gaze from your blue eyes, they look like blue ice. Isn't that right dear?" Cindel smiled affectionately at her daughter, which made her giggle and nod her head.
B-blue? Did she say blue? Gohan shot out the door as fast as he could; he ran a few steps and took off into the cool night air, looking down at the planet for something to confirm what was said. After a few minutes he spotted what he wanted, and flew down to the lip of large lake. He walked to the edge worriedly, not sure of what he would find, and what he would do after he looked into the lake. Gohan made his way to the edge, his feet hanging over the water. "Well, here it goes." Gohan said to no one, and tilted his face down. What he saw scared him to death, he saw his same normal face, his same normal ebony hair, same features and skin color, but his eyes, his eyes were ice blue, starring coldly back at him from the image in the water. I…I have…blue eyes…