Chapter 2 of Voyage of a Lonely Saiyan
Sneaky Sneaky!!!
A/N: Okay I know it took a while but whatever, just read plz.
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The first thing Gohan did as he boarded the ship was hide. He searched out a few places very carefully making sure no guards saw him or could detect him with their scouters. Gohan guessed there were about one hundred trained, experienced, and strong saiyans protecting this abomination of a transportation device.
The place Gohan picked was a strange closet that had a little secret passageway leading to a small room with nothing in it. It was as if none on board knew about it, it was simply unused, or the engineers had forgotten about it.
For the first month or so (space travel is REALLY slow) Gohan would sneak around the ship extremely quickly and into the kitchens where he'd steal little bits of food and drink. Whenever he had to go to the bathroom he'd sneak into there too, and when some random guard shouted obscenities at him he tell him where to put it and wait, then quickly leave hoping not to get caught. Gohan knew his routine wasn't that safe but it was about all he could manage.
He figured out, quite easily, that this ship was headed for planet earth to purge it and sell it to the highest bidder. What animals they are, Gohan thought, and then realized that he was one of them and cursed himself. Everyday he cursed himself for his bad luck since he had no one else to blame. He swished his tail back absent mindedly as he thought about whatever he wanted on his makeshift bed of a few stolen bodysuits piled in the corner of his little home away from home. After a little while he decided that he was going to save earth and put an end to the PPS for good, or at least a little while since, you know, he was only one guy and what could he do?
Silently, at what would be night, Gohan crept up on one dozing guard at his post in the dark hallway near Gohan's room. He picked this man because he was in the vicinity and could cause a problem and because the man was about his size, so the clothes must be a good fit if he needed them. Gohan was about to put him in a choker hold when he heard a loud voice boom over the ship's intercom:
"All earth division PPS employees," So that's their 'easy' way of saying killers-of-innocent people, Gohan thought bitterly as he looked over to the speaker nearly hidden on the roof, " must be prepared in battle armor by O eight hundred hours to clear planet earth, ID 659. Good luck troopers." Must be the commander still on Vegeta-sei, Gohan thought. He calmly turned to look back at eye-level. He saw the tall, dark Saiyan man he was about to 'neutralize' looking at him in a very strange, afraid way. This quickly changed as Gohan remembered, with a shock at what he was doing and belted the man in the face.
The guy flew about five feet and slid to a halt near a large whitey grayish wall, leaving a very small spot of flecked blood near its bottom. Gohan lifted the man up by the scruff of his neck and was about to pound him again when the man's arm flung out and weakly hit him on the side of the face. Gohan's lip furled as he threw the hardest left hook he could into the man's ribs and felt the bones break beneath is hand. The expression on the guard's face was a very pained one, which made our favorite Saiyan slightly sad and ashamed.
"Sorry." Gohan mumbled to his victim as he curled his hands around the vulnerable neck and proceeded to strangle him with his head turned away. He wasn't very good at this.
Gohan brought the body back to his little room so as not to alert his comrades, and wondered what to do with it. If he blasted it with ki, he would surely be caught via preprogrammed scouters, and he couldn't really hide it for it'd stink and/or be discovered, so he decided to get rid of it through the space hatch if he could find it.
So, Gohan stripped the clothes off the body and stuck them near his bed thingy, then crept around the ship searching for the hatch, in the dead of the night's cold, accusing air. After about an hour of vigorous searching, he finally located it, and was getting more familiar with the rest of the ship. He was going to dispose of the product of his nasty work tomorrow or another day when he could get a good idea of the enemy's rotations. He had just stepped out of his room and was going to round the corner to obtain some wonderful food when a gruff voice called out from behind him;
"Hey, where are you going?" Gohan instantly froze in step.
He slowly turned around to face a large man with a dark beard and dark eyes matching his mid length semi spiky hair; glad he was wearing the uniform he got off the guy he killed. " I w-was just. going to hook myself up with some grub, sir." Gohan stuttered out, hoping the slang he heard around the ship would work, and that it made sense. The man gave a little laugh, "Oh, don't 'sir' me. I'm the same rank as you, by the looks of it!" Gohan huffed a small sigh and thought Good thing he's nice and kinda dumb or else I'd be dead meat, then he thought about ho he could use this guy if he kept him around.
"How come I haven't seen you around before?" the man smiled down at him, waiting for his response.
"Uh, I just got switched to the station, here from uhh-- a different place." Gohan nodded to himself, hoping the person would buy it. And he did.
"Oh, that's nice. By the way, I'm Hafutil, and you are.." He asked.
"Goh-Goharms. Yeah, Goharms." The man gave him a strange look but shook his head, waved and said "Ok then, bye Goharms." And returned to whatever post he stationed (heh a little confusing).
Phew, Gohan thought, that was close.
A/N: Thanks for apparently reading and plz review!!! Yay, I'm so HAPPY!!!
Sneaky Sneaky!!!
A/N: Okay I know it took a while but whatever, just read plz.
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The first thing Gohan did as he boarded the ship was hide. He searched out a few places very carefully making sure no guards saw him or could detect him with their scouters. Gohan guessed there were about one hundred trained, experienced, and strong saiyans protecting this abomination of a transportation device.
The place Gohan picked was a strange closet that had a little secret passageway leading to a small room with nothing in it. It was as if none on board knew about it, it was simply unused, or the engineers had forgotten about it.
For the first month or so (space travel is REALLY slow) Gohan would sneak around the ship extremely quickly and into the kitchens where he'd steal little bits of food and drink. Whenever he had to go to the bathroom he'd sneak into there too, and when some random guard shouted obscenities at him he tell him where to put it and wait, then quickly leave hoping not to get caught. Gohan knew his routine wasn't that safe but it was about all he could manage.
He figured out, quite easily, that this ship was headed for planet earth to purge it and sell it to the highest bidder. What animals they are, Gohan thought, and then realized that he was one of them and cursed himself. Everyday he cursed himself for his bad luck since he had no one else to blame. He swished his tail back absent mindedly as he thought about whatever he wanted on his makeshift bed of a few stolen bodysuits piled in the corner of his little home away from home. After a little while he decided that he was going to save earth and put an end to the PPS for good, or at least a little while since, you know, he was only one guy and what could he do?
Silently, at what would be night, Gohan crept up on one dozing guard at his post in the dark hallway near Gohan's room. He picked this man because he was in the vicinity and could cause a problem and because the man was about his size, so the clothes must be a good fit if he needed them. Gohan was about to put him in a choker hold when he heard a loud voice boom over the ship's intercom:
"All earth division PPS employees," So that's their 'easy' way of saying killers-of-innocent people, Gohan thought bitterly as he looked over to the speaker nearly hidden on the roof, " must be prepared in battle armor by O eight hundred hours to clear planet earth, ID 659. Good luck troopers." Must be the commander still on Vegeta-sei, Gohan thought. He calmly turned to look back at eye-level. He saw the tall, dark Saiyan man he was about to 'neutralize' looking at him in a very strange, afraid way. This quickly changed as Gohan remembered, with a shock at what he was doing and belted the man in the face.
The guy flew about five feet and slid to a halt near a large whitey grayish wall, leaving a very small spot of flecked blood near its bottom. Gohan lifted the man up by the scruff of his neck and was about to pound him again when the man's arm flung out and weakly hit him on the side of the face. Gohan's lip furled as he threw the hardest left hook he could into the man's ribs and felt the bones break beneath is hand. The expression on the guard's face was a very pained one, which made our favorite Saiyan slightly sad and ashamed.
"Sorry." Gohan mumbled to his victim as he curled his hands around the vulnerable neck and proceeded to strangle him with his head turned away. He wasn't very good at this.
Gohan brought the body back to his little room so as not to alert his comrades, and wondered what to do with it. If he blasted it with ki, he would surely be caught via preprogrammed scouters, and he couldn't really hide it for it'd stink and/or be discovered, so he decided to get rid of it through the space hatch if he could find it.
So, Gohan stripped the clothes off the body and stuck them near his bed thingy, then crept around the ship searching for the hatch, in the dead of the night's cold, accusing air. After about an hour of vigorous searching, he finally located it, and was getting more familiar with the rest of the ship. He was going to dispose of the product of his nasty work tomorrow or another day when he could get a good idea of the enemy's rotations. He had just stepped out of his room and was going to round the corner to obtain some wonderful food when a gruff voice called out from behind him;
"Hey, where are you going?" Gohan instantly froze in step.
He slowly turned around to face a large man with a dark beard and dark eyes matching his mid length semi spiky hair; glad he was wearing the uniform he got off the guy he killed. " I w-was just. going to hook myself up with some grub, sir." Gohan stuttered out, hoping the slang he heard around the ship would work, and that it made sense. The man gave a little laugh, "Oh, don't 'sir' me. I'm the same rank as you, by the looks of it!" Gohan huffed a small sigh and thought Good thing he's nice and kinda dumb or else I'd be dead meat, then he thought about ho he could use this guy if he kept him around.
"How come I haven't seen you around before?" the man smiled down at him, waiting for his response.
"Uh, I just got switched to the station, here from uhh-- a different place." Gohan nodded to himself, hoping the person would buy it. And he did.
"Oh, that's nice. By the way, I'm Hafutil, and you are.." He asked.
"Goh-Goharms. Yeah, Goharms." The man gave him a strange look but shook his head, waved and said "Ok then, bye Goharms." And returned to whatever post he stationed (heh a little confusing).
Phew, Gohan thought, that was close.
A/N: Thanks for apparently reading and plz review!!! Yay, I'm so HAPPY!!!