Chapter 4: The Door on the Right II

AN: I don't own DBZ. Anyway, GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! All right, All Right, ALL RIGHT! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR again! The story was supposed to end there! I thought it would be cool! But NO! "No cliffy!" "We want more!" Fine! You know, I didn't even know which one he chose. I thought that either ending would be too cliche and I didn't know which one to use so I didn't put one! For those of you who aren't satisfied with what I thought to be a really cool ending, I have decided to write both of the possible endings to this story seeing as I couldn't figure out which one to use. Oh, and I hope I didn't make anyone who wanted to read the rest feel bad. It just gets kind of annoying when you think you're done with a story and you're ready to work on the two billion you've all ready got in the works to find out that you have to write two more chapters that are both endings! So no offense. Plus I don't want anyone to come and tear me limb from limb. Oh, and thanks for the plug, Candyland.

Videl was frantically searching in every direction she could, trying not to be blinded by tears. "Where could he be?" she thought. "I have to stop him! How could this have happened?" She kept looking, hoping that the others were fairing better than she was.

However, she was not alone in her hopelessness. Those who could sense power levels could not find Gohan's anywhere. If he was still alive, he was hiding his power level really well.

A huge explosion cut through the air. A large blast of light was striking off in the distance. Everyone froze and looked.

"That must be Gohan!" they all thought at, like, the same time (I don't know, it's a cartoon thing). Everyone went rushing off in the direction that they saw the blast come from.

Videl was the closest. She flew as fast as she could against the shock waves that were coming from his ultimate attack against himself. "Gohan!" she thought. "Please don't be dead! I need you!" The aftershocks were dying down, and Videl rushed to the now visible plain where the blast had taken place.

Necro watched Gohan as he went through the door. He pulled out a clipboard and check something off. "So this is your decision," he thought. "I don't care. I have other appointments." Necro vanished to his next victim, and time began again for the young Saiyan, if he needed it...

Videl continued to hurry down to the plain. Suddenly, a large rock came flying up at her. She tried her best to dodge the stone, but it struck her and she fell to the ground, lifeless.

Piccolo came rushing down, as he was the next closest. He saw the large crater formed by Gohan's Kamehameha Wave. "No," he thought. "There's no way anyone could have survived a blast like that! But I can't give up yet." He flew down, and out of the corner of his eye saw Videl lying on the ground.

"She must have been hit by the debris," he thought. "But she'll be fine. Right now I've got to find Gohan!" Piccolo looked all over the impact site, trying to find where Gohan could be. He was in the center of it, a fact that Piccolo was sure that he could have guessed had he been thinking properly.

Piccolo ran over to his body. It was seemingly lifeless and covered with blood. He knealt down to examine it. "No!" he exclaimed. "Gohan, you can't die! I won't let you! We still need you here!" He continued staring at his unconcious body, and then picked it up. "I've got to take him somewhere where he can get help," he thought. "He'll die if I don't!" Noticing Videl again, he hoisted both of the teenagers over his shoulders and flew back to the Son house, the others joining in as they came across him.

When Gohan next opened his eyes, it took him a while to figure out his surroundings. There seemed to be a strange light glowing around him. As his eyes focused on the area, he suddenly realized where he was.

There was a large desk situated in front of him. The area around him was totally unfamiliar to him. He froze. "So this is it," he thought. "I'm dead. Man, I never thought that Necro guy would get off my case." He looked toward the top of the desk and suddenly noticed a giant ogre looking down at him.

"My Kami, what the hell is that!" he exclaimed without thinking.

"Don't you recognize me?" the colossus answered. "I am King Yamma. I am here to pass judgement on all those who have died. I'm afraid you have a very interesing situation here. We need to wait a few moments for someone else to arrive.

"What's going on?" Gohan asked, nervously.

"I just told you!" his answer boomed. "Now be patient or we'll never get done and all these other dead people will get quite annoyed."

"What dead people?" Gohan asked, looking behind him. "I only see a lot of clouds and some ogres."

"Don't you know anything about the after life?!" King Yamma exclaimed, which, for his size, really hurt Gohan's ears. "Those 'clouds' as you called them are the dead people! Only great warriors are allowed to retain their bodies. Oh, I see our guest has arrived."

Gohan turned and saw a strange shape suddenly form nearby him. But once it was clear, it was not strange at all.

"Hey, King Yamma," Goku said, looking over at Gohan. "What's... oh crap! What the HFIL happened to you, Gohan?"

"Um, I died," he replied.

"Well, I could see that," Goku answered. "How did you die?"

"Uh, well, you see, I..."

"Spit it out, Gohan..."

"Um, I kind of, sort of, killed myself."

"WHAT?! Why the HFIL did you do that?"

"Why do you keep saying that word?"

"Huh?"

"Heffel?"

"Oh, that's what we use here. It's what they call what you call 'hell'."

"Oh."

"You didn't answer my question, though, Gohan. Why did you kill yourself?"

"Everyone on Earth hated me."

"What?"

"Well, in the last two weeks they all started being mean to me. No body cared anymore. Mom had me locked in my room and all my other friends could have cared less what happend to me. Goten was the only person who gave a damn about me."

Goku put his hand to his head. "Oh, Gohan. When will you ever learn? Not in life obviously. And you really need to watch your language now that your... who's Goten?"

"Huh?" Gohan exclaimed. "Oh, that's right! You don't know do you..."

"Cut this chatter for later!" King Yamma cried. "You can do all the catching up you want to once we're done passing judgment. There are lots of other people waiting. I know that they're dead, but they'd like to move on soon, here!"

"Oh, sorry."

"Now," Yamma began, sorting through some papers. "I see here that you spent your entire life doing good deeds, saving the world, studying, but what happened today could counter-balance the whole thing..."

"What?!"

"Suicide is very looked down upon here, especially for someone who didn't need to do it."

"Bu... but why didn't that Necro guy just tell me I shouldn't?"

"I never said that you shoudn't," Yamma replied. "It was also your own decision, not ours. You choose death, and though it is disappointing to those who knew you, that's what happened. You didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why did you..."

"Qiuet! We have a lot to go through and not very much time to go through it. Goku, what do you think?"

"Well," he began, eyeing his son, "I will admit that he has dedicated his life to helping others, but I'm sure his death was a hard blow no matter how much he thinks they hate him. I personally don't see why he killed himself, but if he did, he did. I'm not sure what to do with him."

King Yamma thought for a while. "Indeed, this is an odd situation," he finally said. "Though I cannot send you to HFIL, I cannot rightfully let you go on to other world. There's got to be something I can do..."

"Hey," Gohan began, nervously. "W- what about purgatory or something? Don't you have that? You won't have to send me to he... uh, Heffel."

"No," Yamma replied. "We got rid of that millenia ago. Too many people were going there. Styx was over crowded!"

"Hm," Goku began, trying his best to think. "I can't totally say I'm proud of you Gohan, but you did live your life in an honest way. Couldn't we somehow bring back King Kai's planet or something and have Gohan take Snake Way there?"

"That's it! Yamma exclaimed. "Gohan, I hereby proclaim that you will spend eternity on Snake Way. It's not exactly heaven, but it isn't HFIL either. But if you fall off, you're down got it?"

"Wait, I- I'm confused..."

"You are now the caretaker of Snake Way, goodbye!" Gohan was dragged away to the entrance of the path, his father following him.

"Dad, what... what just happened?"

"I guess he thought that this would be the best thing," Goku replied, cheerfully. "I can hang out with you now! And maybe if you're really good, they'll let you move up with me!"

"But, what am I supposed to do."

"I guess your just supposed to hang out on the road. You know, make sure nobody vandelizes it or something. But hey, we'll have lots of fun being dead together!"

"Oy," Gohan thought. "An eternity of this. I never thought that death would be like this. Maybe I shouldn't have..." Gohan sat down and actually started crying.

"What's wrong?!" Goku exclaimed.

"I think I just made a huge mistake," Gohan replied.

Goku looked at his son. "I know you're confused right now," he answered comfortingly. "But what's done is done. I know you're starting to miss everyone, and I can tell they all miss you. Right about now, they've probably figured out that..."

"He's dead," Dende said softly after an attempt to heal Gohan.

"NO!" Chi Chi screamed, and passed out onto the floor. Everyone was in the Son house looking on the lifeless body that was once Gohan. Piccolo was looking at the ground and was silent. Vegeta scowled a little bit. Trunks and Bulma were both trying their best not to cry, and Goten and Videl, who had woken up a few minutes earlier, were both disolved in tears, though Goten wasn't totally sure about what had happened.

"I guess that's it," Krillin finally managed to say. He, too, was looking at the ground, trying his best not to cry. 18 looked sad and Maron, once again, was confused.

Goten walked over to Piccolo, having calmed down a little. "What happened, Mr. Piccolo?" he asked.

"We all made some pretty stupid mistakes," he replied softly, watching everyone else in their own way of mourning and trying to make sure that only the boy could hear him. He still had to talk loud enough, however, to over ride Videl's screams of "It's all my fault" and things like that. "You're brother thought that we didn't want him around anymore," he finished.

"Is he gonna come back?" Goten asked innocently.

Piccolo tried to hold back some tears. "No," he answered. "I'm afraid he won't. He's with your dad right now. They're probably talking about you."

"Oh," Goten answered, as more tears began falling from his little face. "I want Gohan back."

"So I have another son," Goku said after Gohan had explained the whole situation to him. "I'm sorry, though. There's nothing you can do. You can't go back."

The End

AN: Man, this ending was really depressing! I just can't seem to get to my happy medium with these two endings, which is why I never intended to write them. But they even themselves out. Hope you liked it, because I am not continuing on, unless the equivalent of the entire nation of Botswana asks me what happens to dead Gohan next, as it is obvious what happens to alive Gohan. If it's not, sorry, I'm lost on that one. But tormenting him was FUN! I may have to do again sometime. Yet, there are many stories I need to write... See ya then!