A/N-Okay, normally I wouldn't reply to reviewers, just acknowledge them and keep going. However, two people have brought up some very good points. First, I'd like to thank SSJ-Mirai-Trunks. He/she gave me some wonderful constructive criticism. Yes, I will say it right now, loudly and clearly that this is VERY SIMILAR TO JOSS WHEDON'S ANGEL SERIES. I'm not going to say rip-off, because to tell the truth, when I started to right this, I wasn't thinking about Angel. In fact, it wasn't until this person mentioned it that I realized it was very much like it. And I will admit that. Second, they said it wasn't dark and angsty enough. Well, I'm sorry, but this is my very first attempt at angst. I'm trying, I really am. Hopefully I'll get better as the story progresses. Some people have the gift to be amazing at any genre they try, but I'm not one of them. Next, they told me about the fight scene, how it shouldn't have used ki, because the other fighter's could track it. I said it was because he was dead, and when Goku was dead, he could use ki. This person pointed out he was still alive, in the other dimension. I'd like to retort that his body in the Otherworld was different. There is a quote from the Buu Saga, when he and Vegeta are fighting Buu on the Supreme Kai's planet, and he fails to power up and finish Majin Buu, he complains that "this body just chugs." I don't know the exact wording but it's along those lines. So the difference between the body of someone alive on Earth and the one he gets in Otherworld. I mean, after getting blown up, he couldn't exactly get his own back, you know? So maybe it's the same for him. Or I could just go the cheap way and claim that since he's undead, he's like the Androids—he has ki, but it can't be sensed. And before anyone gets on my back about that, they do say when they first attack that they can't sense them. I haven't seen the episodes, but I read the manga. They then say that if Gohan were such a dark soul, then why would he give them a quick death. The answer is simple—because part of him is still the pure Gohan, the normal one. And I think a quick death would be in his character, with the exception of Cell. And yes, he is a full Vampire, but he's still got a soul. The demon is there too. And yes, I know this is obscenely close to Angel, but I'm not a huge fan of the show, so I really didn't think about that.

I'd like to end that person's reply by saying thanks for pointing out all my flaws in the story. I'm trying to increase that angst, but I'm pretty new to the genre. I'm good at little humor shorts, at least in my own opinion. *bows* Many thanks, SSJ-Mirai-Trunks. Your criticism will be well considered.

Next, another person had a good point. A review simply signed no one asked why he didn't use the Dragonballs to wish himself back. The answer? If he had, there wouldn't be a story. Besides, some wishes are beyond the Dragon's power. From what I gather from fanfiction, it wasn't possible to wish the Androids back into humans—that may be wrong, so please don't quote me on that—so maybe they couldn't undo the vampire curse. They also asked why he didn't just stake his sire. Why? Because I didn't know about that. I don't know much about traditional vampire legends. The reason I'm using the Angel one is because I know that pretty well—my brother loves Buffy/Angel and he and my mom talk about it a lot.

I hope that cleared some stuff up and answered these people's reviews well enough. As I said, I'm relatively new at this whole author business. I'm actually more of an artist than a writer. My talent lies in doodling cartoons on my homework and digital painting. I have only been writing seriously for a couple of years and never angsty stuff. So bear with me as I blunder the path of story writing, and I'll try and make it worth your time.

Son family meals were usually quiet events, at least conversationally. Little was said as father and son demolished plate after plate of food, crumbs flying everywhere, with Chi-Chi doing her best to keep up. It had always been that way, even when it had just been Goku and Chi-Chi as newlyweds. However, when you have two men with appetites like black holes, meals are rarely quiet, and Chi-Chi was surprised she could even hear the knocking on the door with all the grunting and slurping and other noises going on.

Curiousity piqued, the matriarch of the Son household rose and made her way to the door, followed by her family's curious eyes. She opened the door and beheld two women, a ruffled brunette who appeared to be living off of caffeine and a perky blonde with boundless energy.

"May I help you?"

The brunette fished around in her pockets fruitlessly before sighing in frustration. "Must've left the damn thing in the copter," she mumbled. She cleared her throat nervously. "As a matter of fact, you could. Would you be Mrs. Son?"

Chi-Chi glared. "Yes, I am. Who are you?"

The brunette just sighed. It was too early in the morning to get into an argument. "I'm Satan Videl, this is Rubba Erasa, we're from Satan City Homicide. We were here just a few days ago to speak with your husband, is he around?"

If it was possible, Chi-Chi's scowl deepened. "Why do you ask? Goku would never kill someone, at least not intentionally."

Videl sighed. Why was the world against her this morning? "No, I'm not here because of him. I actually need to speak to you about your son, Gohan."

The older woman's hostile attitude dissipated instantly. "Oh Kami, please tell me he's not dead!"

Videl shook her head. "No ma'am. We actually think he's responsible for murdering several people in the city."

There was a sudden choking sound from within the house, followed by loud thumping. Chi-Chi on the other hand, paled and gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. "Are you absolutely sure?"

Videl nodded solemnly. "Fairly. We had a witness who heard him addressed as Son Gohan. We came back to see if you had any pictures of your son, just to make sure the description was correct."

Chi-Chi nodded and gestured for them to enter the house, her hands trembling. "Please have a seat, I'll be right back." She turned and left, coming back a few moments later with a thick, dusty album. After shooting a hasty glance at her family, still eating, she lowered her voice and handed the book to the two. "We don't keep any pictures of him out anymore, Goten absolutely hates it when we do."

Erasa nodded in agreement. "Your husband told us about that." She looked over to Videl, who had been flipping through the pages of the family album until it came to rest on a handsome young man in his twenties. "Is that him, ma'am?"

Chi-Chi nodded sadly. "Yes, that's fairly recent, it was taken only a few years ago. You can take it if you want, we have others."

The brunette detective slid the photo from the plastic sheath and placed it in her pocket. The two then stood and bowed to Chi-Chi. "Thank you for all of your help, Mrs. Son."

The older women looked down, unshed tears glistening in her eyes. "You're very welcome. But…"

Videl arched a questioning eyebrow. "Yes?"

Chi-Chi sighed. "Please, find my son."

Videl nodded solemnly. "I promise you, we will try our best."

On the way home, Videl gazed intently at the photo the Son family had given her. After this morning, Erasa had insisted on flying home, and had even produced a flying license, much to Videl's surprise. Still half-asleep, Videl had agreed, and now spent the flight mulling over facts in her head. She was focused on her thoughts, she did not even notice the slight jolt of landing.

"Hey, Vidy! Earth to Videl!"

The brunette snapped out of her reverie and glared at the blond. "What?" she snapped.

Erasa whistled. "Down, girl. Yeesh. I just wanted to let you know we landed."

Videl's glare died and she sighed tiredly. "Thanks."

The bubbly blonde grinned. "Hey, that's what friends are for."

The two had just encapsulated the copter when they heard a thump behind them. The startled women whirled around, only to be confronted by a wheezing Son Goku, doubled over, hands on his knees.

"Wow, you guys sure fly fast!"

Once Videl had picked her jaw up, she glared at the man. "Why were you following us? And how'd you get here anyway? I don't see a plane anywhere."

The Saiyan flashed them his trademark grin, the wide toothy smile that made it impossible for anyone to get angry with him. "I thought I might be able to help you find my son. And I don't have a plane. I saw you leaving, but I had to finish eating before I could follow you."

The detectives blinked. "You're saying you flew on your own?"

Goku scratched the back of his head and gave them a puzzled look. "Yeah, at least I think that's what I said. But do you want my help or not?"

Videl shuffled the information to the back of her mind. She would bring that up later. "How could you help us?"

Goku's expression suddenly turned serious. "I'm not sure if this will help much or not, but all of the people where I'm from are somewhat telepathic. It's kind of hard for me to do sometimes, but my son and I share a special bond. If he's somewhere within the city, I can probably contact him."

Videl sighed, desperately wishing for another cup of coffee. "Sure, why not," she said with a shrug.

Goku folded his legs underneath himself and closed his eyes. "Alright, here goes."

Son Goku closed his eyes and searched through is mind for the shining tendril that still connected him to his son, although it was much weaker as of late.

::Gohan? Gohan? It's me, Goku. Can you hear me?::

Secondary A/N-Okay…I KNOW you don't need another one, but more stuff has to be said. Like I'm gonna be using the clichéd and fictional Saiyan bite bond, since that fits in really nicely with this fic. Also, I don't know how telepathic Goku is on his own, but what the hell. It's an AU, I can take some artistic license with this, no? Besides, it's like TV—you don't watch what you don't like. No like, no read. It's that simple. And thanks for all of the positive feedback guys, I hope you enjoyed this!