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Author's Notes: Part II of False Idols...and instead of this episode being 3 parts, it will be 5 parts.
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Series: Legend of the Seven Swords
Saga: Mirai Gohan
Chapter: 11
Episode: 10
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False Idols (Part II)
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'Well,' he thought to himself. 'At least I'll die an honorable death. Perhaps I shall see Kakarot when I die.' The Prince allowed his eyes to close completely as he continued his fall towards the Earth. It would not be long now...
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He let out a sigh. His hair stopped glowing. He closed his eyes. Several moments passed before he opened them again. Although his eyes were no longer teal, they retained the hatred burning within. He turned to what remained of Sky Palace. He thought he heard a voice calling out to him...
'Gohan!'
Another sigh escaped him. He was just imagining things...right?
'Gohan!'
His ears perked up. He swiftly turned around, ready for battle. However, he only saw the results of his rage. Not a single soul remained.
'Gohan, please, come back!'
A whirlwind began swirling around him. He began shaking. Why, he did not know.
'Please...Gohan...'
He did not understand why there were two small spots of water on the ground, directly underneath his eyes. Suddenly, he became lost in a river of memories...
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"Gohan!"
The boy turned around to see his mother calling him. He felt happy. Everything felt so...right.
"Gohan, wait for me!" Gohan broke into a wide grin.
"Yes mother!" he cried, before flying back into the clouds.
'He is coming back!' the boy thought, somersaulting through the sky. 'Dad is finally coming home!'
Chi-Chi flew behind her son, sitting on the Flying Nimbus cloud. Her husband was finally coming home.
'Goku...'
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The warrior shook his head. What were these images? They seemed familiar, yet at the same time so far away...as if it was a past life. Perhaps it was?
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"Hey kid," the Namek greeted him. Gohan looked up to his old mentor.
"Hi Mr. Piccolo!" he waved. The Namek allowed himself to smile.
'He seems so happy. He has not been this way since right before the Cell Games. The thought of his father returning must be so great to him.'
Piccolo turned around to see Vegeta glaring at him.
"So, you're here too?" The Prince of all Saiya-jins grunted in response.
"Vegeta, be nice!" Piccolo recognized the high-pitched voice. It was none other than Bulma Briefs, the only person who could control Vegeta.
"Hey Bulma!" Gohan called out. Bulma smiled when she saw him.
"How are you doing, kiddo?" she asked.
"I'm fine," Gohan responded, putting his hands on the back of his head. He couldn't wait! Of course, he had to allow his other friends to arrive. No one wanted to miss Goku's resurrection!
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The Saiya-jin shivered again as he felt a chill climb down his spine. He felt a sharp pain in his chest. For the first time in years, he felt his heart beating. It pained him to think of who he once was...and who he could have been.
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They had finally arrived. They all stood in a circle. There was Chi-Chi and Gohan. Standing next to them was Vegeta and Bulma, a sleeping child in her arms. Krillin and Android 18 stood next to them.
'I can't believe Krillin was able to turn Android 18. I guess it can't be too hard when the being in question is in love with you...whatever that means,' the young Saiya-jin thought.
Yamcha and Puar stood next to Krillin. And next to them, stood Master Roshi and his faithful turtle. Tienshinhan and the young emperor, Chao-zu completed the circle. They all stared at the seven golden orbs in the center, as the young God, Dende, stood with his hands over them. Piccolo and Mr. Popo stood at his side. Everyone hushed as the sky turned black. All could hear the young God say,
"Shenron, come forth, for we have summoned you!"
A golden beam of light raced into the black clouds. It was none other than Shenron, the Eternal Dragon of Earth. The gigantic Dragon seemed to engulf the Heavens. The sky was barely visible behind the massive being.
"You...who have summoned me. I shall grand you any two wishes that you desire, as long as they are within my power," Shenron said, a hint of impatience in his voice.
Dende stepped to the side. Gohan walked towards the dragon.
"Shenron, I wish that my father, Son Goku, be wished back from Heaven and into the realm of the living!" Shenron's eyes radiated a red light. Everyone took a small step back as a stray lightning bolt struck the Dragon.
"It shall be done!" Shenron stated, and so it was.
Goku, training in Heaven, suddenly stopped. Something felt different somehow.
The North Kaio noticed it immediately.
"Goku, you...you're alive!" he yelled! The halo above Goku's head disappeared.
"You have been wished back from the dead!" Goku smiled at North Kaio's words. Although he enjoyed his training in Heaven, he couldn't wait to be back with his son, Gohan, and his wife, Chi-Chi.
"What is thy second wish?" the Dragon roared. The impatient tone was more obvious than before.
"Shenron, I wish that my father, Son Goku, be wished right here, to Sky Palace on Earth!" Gohan yelled in a bold voice. Again, Shenron's eyes glowed a deep red.
"It shall be done!" he said once again. In a flash of light, the outline of a figure could be seen, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.
"GOKU!" All of his friends yelled out. Goku was clearly visible to all of the spectators. Gohan's smile became even bigger.
"DAD!" he yelled, jumping into his father's arms. Goku held him tightly in a warm embrace.
"Your wishes have been granted. I shall take my leave now. Farewell!" the Dragon roared. He glowed a bright yellow, and the dark skies opened, revealing the sun. Seven mythical orbs floated into the air, before scattering to the seven years, never to be seen for another year.
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Lightning struck. The fire in his eyes spread to his entire body.
'Gohan, let it go.'
'Gohan!'
'Son, I'm proud of you.'
'No, Gohan, leave! Now! I won't let you die!'
'Now, let us continue.'
"SHUT UP!!! LEAVE ME BE!!!" Mirai Gohan screamed. But the voices kept reverberating in his head.
'Gohan, please, come back!'
The last voice he did not recognize. Yet, he recognized it completely. Who was it?
"Who are you?" he asked.
The silence answered him. Why were all of these memories returning to haunt him?
'What do you truly believe in?'
He closed his eyes.
I...don't know.
He ignored that thought.
'I shall grant you any one wish, as long as it is in my power.'
What do I wish for?
Who am I?
What is it I desire?
"I DON'T KNOW!!!" he brought his hands to his head, drowning in the eternal ocean that is his thoughts.
To be continued...
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A complete turnaround from the last chapter. I think that every 10 episodes, I will write a 5-part episode, just like this. As always, if you have the time, please review! I would like to hear your thoughts on my story!
Eugene: Thanks again for another enlightening review. I am trying my hardest not to rush the story, yet not take forever to get chapters out. It is not hard, since I know almost exactly where the story is going, it is just finding the time to sit down and actually write (or type) it.
Teddy: Basically, Mirai Gohan is from a future in which the earth was destroyed. I was planning to release the story of what exactly happened (from Mirai Gohan's point of view) in the next chapter! So, your question will be answered then. Thanks for reviewing, and sorry if it was a little confusing.
To anyone else who is confused by anything in my story, feel free to ask in a review or e-mail me (Cyborg688@aol.com). I will try to respond to any questions/e-mails as soon as I can.
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Next Chapter—
Confusion races through his mind. What is reality? What is fantasy? What does he really believe in? All of his questions lead to a final answer—the solution to everything. Can anyone stop him, before he drags reality itself into oblivion?