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Chapter 3: The Long Flight Home
Gohan first flew off fast in a rush to get home. He was also pretty cold. He was wearing his white, Chinese style shirt and black windbreaker pants, but he was still freezing. He could see his breath whenever he let out the slightest amount of air from his lungs. However, after a while, he realized that flying slower was better as to not attract anyone with his power.
When he was about half way to his home, he said, "Well, nothing so far. Maybe whatever caused it… no, that thing was incredibly powerful. It couldn't have... that thing was… OH MY GOSH!" Gohan instantly stopped with an idea fresh in his mind, "It couldn't have been… Cell?"
He played with the idea for a while.
"No, it couldn't have been him. He was in the future… but the Cell from that timeline wasn't there. But then how would he have gotten here? There's no way he could have gotten to this timeline. But then again, how did he get into the future timeline in the first place!? Gah! All these questions, I gotta get home first."
He took off with incredible speed. However, he stopped again, because the power had reappeared.
"It… it's back," Gohan said softly. The power was approaching Gohan with amazing speed. Gohan looked around, but dark clouds blocked the moon's bright light. It was like trying to find light in a blob of ink, it was impossible.
"My only source of light is my energy," Gohan said, wondering if he should power up. The energy was getting closer and closer, and Gohan felt his stomach squirm uncomfortably. Soon, Gohan heard a noise that was an unmistakable panting.
He's tired! Gohan thought, Wait… if this is his power when he's tired… his full power must be…
Suddenly the power was felt from right in front of Gohan.
"Woah!" Gohan yelled as he flew back a little.
He desperately strained his eyes to see, but all that was there, was the pitch blackness of the night. The clouds from above moved aside, the moon let out a little bit of its light. Gohan instantly looked to where the light was but saw nothing. The light was showing to an area a little northeast of his location. All he could see was a bush, some dirt, and… wait a minute.
"What?" Gohan asked himself quietly. He slowly went down to the ground and inspected the area a little better, "What in the…"
Gohan was looked at the dirt right in front of the bush. It was some type of thick liquid. It looked like blood, except purple.
Purple blood?, Gohan thought. He instantly backed away. No way!! NO WAY CAN IT BE CELL!!! But… he's the only one, with purple blood…
Plop!
"Huh?"
The drop of blood had been augmented. Another drop fell from above. Gohan looked to its approximate source. He saw a tree, but the moon offered no light to the tree's leaves. Suddenly, Gohan felt eyes upon him, coming from the tree. Gohan's stomach tightened as fear spread through him.
"Goooooooooooooooohhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnn…" the wind whispered.
The wind began to blow viciously and through the wind, what seemed to be, a slight chuckle was heard. The power vanished once again, and the wind died down.
"Was that a… chuckle?" Gohan questioned himself.
The rest of the flight was fairly comfortable compared to the first half. Finally, Gohan reached his home and smiled as he sighed. He landed and walked to the circular house, the smell of food filled the air.
"Whew. I made it," Gohan said to himself.
But suddenly, something touched him. Gohan looked to his shoulder and saw a green hand.