Don't own it!
Hey everyone! I'm sorry this is so late. I had such a bad writer's block. I couldn't get a decent line on paper. Hopefully, you'll like this.
Star Reku-jedi-knight- Yeah, you go and find Goten…lol. Sry about the no Gotenks thing.
King Jasbon- Thanks for the suggestion. Maybe I'll use it.
Zachary- Thanks for the nice reviews. ^_^ They made me feel really good.
On with the chapter! Enjoy!
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Woke up to the sound of pouring rain. The wind whispers and I dream of you…
ChiChi sighed. She hated seeing Goten in so much pain. He lay on the blood stained ground lifeless, his face contorted in pain. She hoped that Goku had gotten through to him. No matter how much she missed her son, she wanted him to live. She wanted him to live a peaceful life away from war and pain. She wanted him to live an innocent life, as an eight year old should. A few tears stung at her eyes. Her baby was probably going to die.
"ChiChi, you okay?" Goku said softly, walking up from behind. ChiChi sighed again, and laid her head against his shoulder. She was finally with Goku again…shouldn't she be happy?
"Is Goten really going to die?" A few tears fell from her eyes, caressing her cheeks. "I really don't want him to die."
"No, I got his spirit to go back. He should be helping Trunks soon."
ChiChi frowned, "But he hasn't gotten up yet."
"Give it time ChiChi. He'll be okay, I promise."
"Good." She closed her eyes, letting her eyelids block out the light. The darkness seemed to cool her burning eyes.
"Have you see Gohan anywhere?"
"No. He's off somewhere with Videl."
Goku chuckled, "Figures."
ChiChi opened her eyes, "I hope they get married someday."
"If we have a home to go back to."
"Yeah…if…. do you think they can do it? Shouldn't you go help them?"
Goku shook his head. "No…they need to do this on their own. I'm not there; Earth needs to find a new hero. If the boys can overcome this together, then they'll be able to handle almost anything that comes their way." He smiled, and looked down at ChiChi, "I'm confident in their skill. You did a good job training them."
"Yeah…I guess I did…" ChiChi responded, a small smile tugging at her lips. Please stay alive, She thought, we need someone to bring us back…
~*~
"Hello whoever is watching this! My name is Bulma Briefs! I'm making this for the future generations out there so you can see life before the androids, if they are not defeated."
The camera shifted, settling on a man leaning against the side of a house. His arms crossed, he scowled at the camera.
"This is Vegeta. He's staying with us right now to train, so he can beat Goku. We all know that he's staying to help us, but he won't admit it."
"Woman, I am the Prince of all Saiya-Jins. I do not help creatures inferior to me."
Bulma laughed, "Okay Vegeta, Prince of all Saiya-Jins." She said sarcastically. "Just give me a smile, for the people in the future."
"No."
"Please?"
He smirked, "This is as good as it gets."
"You're hopeless!" Bulma yelled.
Suddenly, the camera shook, along with shouting in the background. Soon, a boy was staring into the camera. He smiled. "Hello. I'm Son Gohan, Son Goku's son. Yeah…that sounds weird, but we'll have to deal with that. Anyway, my dad's the strongest guy in the world! He's going to defeat the androids for us, because he's that great! Then we'll all live in peace until the next bad guy comes, and then my dad can beat him up too!" Gohan then shifted the camera again, showing Bulma and Vegeta in the frame. "You see them two?" He said, "I give them a few more weeks to hook up. I don't know if anyone sees it, but I think Bulma and Vegeta have it bad for each other. That's why they always fight."
"Gohan! I heard that! I DO NOT like Vegeta!" Bulma turned towards Gohan and glared at him. She put her hands on her hips, "That's crazy! Vegeta's so not worth it!"
Gohan looked at Vegeta. He noticed the smirk on Vegeta's face grow wider, and a look of amusement entered his eyes.
"Give me the camera!" Bulma yelled.
"You'll have to get it from me first!" Gohan laughed, and jumped out of Bulma's path.
"You win…" Bulma said, wiping her forehead, "Don't break it, or you'll die."
Gohan shook his head, and turned the camera towards another man.
"This is the great Son Goku. My father, the greatest man alive! I already told you that though."
"Hi Gohan!" Goku waved at the camera.
"Hi dad! Where's mom?"
"Right here!" Goku pulled ChiChi up next to him, his arm wrapped around her shoulder.
"This is the beautiful ChiChi," Goku said at the camera, "I have the honor of being her husband!"
ChiChi smiled at the camera, "And I have the honor to be his wife…" she said quietly.
"Dad's going to beat the androids, right?" Gohan asked from behind the camera.
Goku grinned, "I'll try my best!"
Trunks and Videl sat in front of the TV, their eyes glued to the people. Neither knew much about the people who lived before Cell. Trunks had stumbled upon an old tape, and as every eight year old is, curiosity got the best of him. He invited Videl to watch with him so that they both could try to learn more about the people who surrounded ChiChi.
They heard a plate shatter. The high pitched noise cause both Videl and Trunks abruptly turn around. ChiChi stood there staring hopelessly at the television, her eyes filled with tears.
"Go…ku…" she whispered, ignoring the shattered plate. A few tears fell from her eyes.
Videl quickly turned the VCR off and stood up. "ChiChi, I'm sorry…we shouldn't have…"
"Bring Goku back!" She screamed, "Where did he go?"
"It was only a home movie ChiChi…"
"No! I want him to come back!"
Trunks cowered back and looked up at ChiChi. The poor woman had been in so much pain from Goku's death. He watched as Videl wrapped her arms around ChiChi, trying to comfort her. That day he made a promise to himself. He promised he would kill whoever cause this pain. He would make them scream out, and make them feel what they have caused other people to feel. Trunks would look death in the eye if he needed to. This pain was too much for him to bear.
~*~
Dark clouds rolled in as Trunks sunk back down into his fighting stance. The fire burned in his eyes as he prepared his next move. The thunder clapped, echoing through the sky, and the lighting responded, as if they were both part of an audience to see a battle that would decide the fate for the earth. The dark clouds continued it's rumbling, and the lightning flashed, neither rooting for good nor evil. They were just spectators for a game. A game that would only end with the last one standing.
A battle to save earth and end all pain…
And it all rests on the shoulders of a nine year old boy and his best friend.
They are the survivors of a warrior race…a race that will never diminish in spirit, for fighting has long been passed down for generations, each family holding their own artistic style close to their hearts, never letting go of what they hold dear.
It was only time until someone could make their techniques useful to the world.
Goten slowly opened his eyes. At first, everything blurred over as if he were just waking up from a dream. He shook his head a few times to wake himself up. In front of him, Trunks and Cell were exchanging blow after blow. Finally, Trunks was pinned against a wall. Goten's eyes went wide as he made his move.
His father was right. Trunks would need his help.
Cell smirked as he held Trunks against the cliff. Trunks struggled to free himself, but no such luck came. His breaths felt shorter as Cell smiled at him maliciously, the evil showing brilliantly in his eyes.
"Is this how it's going to end Trunks?" Cell whispered harshly, "I did the same exact thing to your father."
Trunks coughed, "I can beat you…pile of metal…"
Cell laughed, "Funny, Vegeta called me that. You've never really met him before, yet you act almost exactly like him."
"Home movies…"
" Well, are you going to die this way?" Cell gripped tighter onto Trunks's throat.
Trunks spit in Cell's face, and said nothing. He would not die this way…he would not die at the hands of a monster. Oh god, his throat hurt so much.
"Goodbye, Prince of Saiya-Jins." Cell laughed, and started to strangle Trunks.
Trunks closed his eyes, letting the shortness of his breaths take over his mind. "I'm coming you guys, hang on." He thought.
Suddenly, a surge of oxygen entered Trunks's air deprived lungs. Trunks opened his eyes, finding someone in front of him.
"He's strong…he's real strong." Goten said softly, "But no matter what, I believe there's a way to win." He powered up, the gold energy surging through his body. Trunks stared straight ahead, amazed at Goten's will to fight after being beaten so many times before.
Cell rubbed his cheek, trying to make the pounding pain go away. "Stupid kid," he muttered, walking towards Goten. Goten sunk down into fighting stance, staring at Cell in the eyes.
"Up for another round, kid?" Cell asked, dropping into his own stance. He smiled, knowing that Goten had no chance. Cell then charged at Goten, only to be met by a wave of dust.
"Up here!" Goten screamed, hitting Cell over the head. "That was for my brother," Goten yelled. He kicked Cell in the back, making him fly forward, "that was for my father!" He hit Cell upwards. "That was for Videl!" Goten disappeared, and materialized behind Cell. He started to punch him continuously in the back, "That was for my mother, and this," Goten spun Cell around so that they were face to face. Goten powered up a ki blast in his hand, "This is for Trunks, and anyone else you caused pain to in this world." Goten threw his hand in Cell's face, and released the energy, the blast throwing Cell's body back a few feet.
Goten threw most of his energy into those punches. Breathing heavily, he involuntarily powered down, and fell to the ground. Kneeling in front of Trunks, the sweat ran off his face and onto the ground.
"Goten, are you okay?" Trunks ran to Goten's side.
Goten breathed in heavily, "Never…been better." Goten gave Trunks a shaky smile, "I think I did it."
Trunks smiled, "Let's go home."
Goten nodded, "That would be nice."
Trunks helped Goten to his feet. Walking slowly, they started to make their way to the outskirts of the city. Suddenly, Trunks stopped.
"Goten, did you feel that?"
"Feel what?"
Trunks froze. Something was following them.
"Ka…me…ha…me…HA!"
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I hope you're not disappointed. I feel like the end is near. Yeah, one or two chapters left. Aw…that sucks. Anyway, review, and remember to come back!