A/N: Hey, I'm back! How have ya'll been doing? I know it's been forever,
but everyone has their blocks, huh? Actually, I've been somewhat unsure as
to how to continue, but I will say this.it's a fairly calm compared to past
chapters. Gohan is simply recovering from his attack. Okay, now read and
tell me what you think!
Ch: Seerow's Alliance
Hera gently laid a damp cloth on her husband's forehead and straightened the blankets surrounding him. Then she stood up and looked at Goku, who was standing near the door.
"Will he be alright?" he asked quietly.
"Yes, all he needs is time. How did it go?"
"With Tron? He agreed to give us an extra day or two. Apparently he really wants to face Gohan, though I don't understand why."
Hera snorted. "Weren't you listening before? Tron blames Seerow for taking me away. You should know from personal experience that when a saiyan gets a grudge, they keep it for a while."
Goku grinned. "Yeah, I guess you're right there." He gazed at his son, seemingly so peaceful there in the bed. "It's still hard to believe how much he's changed."
She nodded as she sat down in a chair next to the bed. "Did you expect anything else? After what happened at the Cell Games, he didn't feel as though he belonged here any longer. Then he left.and went through more trials then you can imagine."
Goku was surprised. "I thought he'd told you everything he's been though!"
"No," she answered with a sad smile. "Some things he never told me, and I doubt he ever will."
Again, he gazed down at Gohan, trying to understand what could have happened to make him tell no one, including his wife. Nothing entered his mind. Of course, before the Cell Games, he would have said that Gohan wouldn't even think of running away, no matter what happened. I guess that shows how much - or little - I really knew about him, he thought with a sigh.
~*~*~
Gohan glared at Tron. "You bastard," he spat out. "You won't kill anyone here, not while I'm around!"
Tron snorted. "Don't deny that it wouldn't be easier without that-" he pointed at the prince- "brat around. His father was a senile old fool, and he has followed that path."
Gohan shook with rage. "How can you talk about him like that? He was our king!"
"Not our king, your king. I've always hated the man because he was weak. We are a warrior people, and both you and that fool tried to make us pacifist!"
"Fighting is not the way to end this! Can't you see past your hatred of me simply to see what you're doing? You've forced all saiyans to choose sides in a personal conflict!"
"A revolution is not a personal conflict!"
"Oh, you used the opportunity of revolution to your advantage. The only reason you joined them - hell, the only reason you started it in the first place - was to get at me!"
"LIES!" Tron screeched, lunging for him. Before he could react, Tron had dodged behind him, grabbed his son, and broke his neck. With a cry, Apollo fell, and was still.
The world came to a stop as Gohan stared in shock at the body of his dead son. Apollo's eyes and mouth were slightly open, as if mildly surprised, and he was sprawled eagle-spread on the ground. Then, slowly but surely, a dangerous rage filled every fiber of his body. All he could see was red through his tear-filled eyes. With a loud scream, he began to power up.
"Gohan!" a distant voice yelled. "Gohan, wake up!"
Hold up, he thought through his numb disbelief and intense hatred. Wake up?
With an effort, he managed to open his eyes. And he found himself staring at his father's face. "D-dad?" he whispered, hardly daring to believe it.
"Yeah, it's me," Goku replied with a smile. "It was just a dream, it's nothing to be worried about."
"A.a dream?"
"Just a dream," Goku said reassuringly.
"Oh."
Silence. Then, "Are you okay now?"
"Yeah, sure." He suddenly realized something. "Wait, why was I asleep? Why am I in bed? Where's Tron?!"
Goku laughed and held his hands up. "No more questions! You got some saiyan relapse or something like that, and Tron agreed to let you get better before he attacks."
Gohan moaned. "Oh no." Was that dream.a premonition? Is that what's going to happen? No!
"What's wrong?" Goku asked, noticing his distress.
"Nothing. I'll.I'll just go back to sleep now."
"Well, okay." He left the room. Gohan sighed and laid his head back. A relapse? Probably the maylifa, that was about a year or so ago. But why would Tron be fool enough to actually want to fight me? He knows he stands no chance against me! Or could it be.is he STILL mad at me for marrying Hera? Long time grudge! I wonder if he has something planned.
With these - and other troubling thoughts - still racing through his mind, he slipped into an uneasy sleep.
~*~*~
When next he awoke, Gohan realized that the light streaming through the open window meant it was day. But how long had he slept? He decided to find out.
He threw back the covers and got to his feet, then headed to the door. Once there, he glanced around and, hearing voices in the kitchen, walked down the hallway and stopped just outside the slightly open door.
"Tomorrow, Kakarot," a familiar gruff voice snapped. "Tomorrow we'll die."
Vegeta? Since when was he so pessimistic?!
"Come on Vegeta, Gohan'll be better by then. And besides, even if he isn't, we can handle old Tron," another male voice said soothingly. It was Goku.
"Didn't you use your senses when we were there? He has much more power then either of us can imagine, more then I sensed within your son when he returned! And look how bad he was able to beat us!"
"Since when did that stop you?" Goku replied with a snort. "You've always been out there before anyone!"
"I grew up, Kakarot!"
By the Kais of Other World. Gohan thought. What little faith he has! Then on impulse, he grabbed the handle of the door and threw it wide open.
Everyone within stared at him. Hera, Chichi, and Bulma were seated around the kitchen table, while Goku and Vegeta were standing next to the counter. None found words.
"If the battle is tomorrow, we've got some work to do!" Gohan said, looking around at each in turn. "I don't know about you, but I don't care how powerful Tron may be or what he has up his sleeve, I'm gonna face him down and save the prince! I promised his father to do so, and I will keep that promise to the best of my ability. Are you in or out?" He glared at Vegeta.
Goku stood and saluted. "I'll stand by you until the end, son."
"So will we!" Apollo's voice cried. Everyone glanced up to see the twins, Goten, and Trunks gathered in the doorway. "Promise!"
"I didn't wait this long to meet you just to see you die alone!" Goten added.
Gohan looked directly at Vegeta. "And you? Do you make your stand with us, or do you stay here?"
Vegeta said nothing for a moment. Then he slowly stood and nodded slightly. "I fight with you, Lord Seerow. For the honor of my family and for our people, I will fight."
~*~*~ A/N: See? I can still write. Please review and tell me what you think of this newest chapter? I do hope you like it. Bye for now!!! -saiyagal PS: I wrote this chapter the weekend before Thanksgiving. As you can see, today is NOT Thanksgiving - it's a bit off. That's because my 'membership' as a FF.Net writer was temporarily suspended on account of my story, "A Strange Little Chat". See, apparently it wasn't good because it's based on a chat room (obviously) and that's not allowed. Why they're bothering with that now, I don't know, because it's been there for as long as I've been ON FF.Net. So anyhow, I'm sorry for the long wait.Please review and tell me what you think! (And thanks to Kahliquah and Kakrotta for your continual encouragement!!! This chapter's for you!)
Ch: Seerow's Alliance
Hera gently laid a damp cloth on her husband's forehead and straightened the blankets surrounding him. Then she stood up and looked at Goku, who was standing near the door.
"Will he be alright?" he asked quietly.
"Yes, all he needs is time. How did it go?"
"With Tron? He agreed to give us an extra day or two. Apparently he really wants to face Gohan, though I don't understand why."
Hera snorted. "Weren't you listening before? Tron blames Seerow for taking me away. You should know from personal experience that when a saiyan gets a grudge, they keep it for a while."
Goku grinned. "Yeah, I guess you're right there." He gazed at his son, seemingly so peaceful there in the bed. "It's still hard to believe how much he's changed."
She nodded as she sat down in a chair next to the bed. "Did you expect anything else? After what happened at the Cell Games, he didn't feel as though he belonged here any longer. Then he left.and went through more trials then you can imagine."
Goku was surprised. "I thought he'd told you everything he's been though!"
"No," she answered with a sad smile. "Some things he never told me, and I doubt he ever will."
Again, he gazed down at Gohan, trying to understand what could have happened to make him tell no one, including his wife. Nothing entered his mind. Of course, before the Cell Games, he would have said that Gohan wouldn't even think of running away, no matter what happened. I guess that shows how much - or little - I really knew about him, he thought with a sigh.
~*~*~
Gohan glared at Tron. "You bastard," he spat out. "You won't kill anyone here, not while I'm around!"
Tron snorted. "Don't deny that it wouldn't be easier without that-" he pointed at the prince- "brat around. His father was a senile old fool, and he has followed that path."
Gohan shook with rage. "How can you talk about him like that? He was our king!"
"Not our king, your king. I've always hated the man because he was weak. We are a warrior people, and both you and that fool tried to make us pacifist!"
"Fighting is not the way to end this! Can't you see past your hatred of me simply to see what you're doing? You've forced all saiyans to choose sides in a personal conflict!"
"A revolution is not a personal conflict!"
"Oh, you used the opportunity of revolution to your advantage. The only reason you joined them - hell, the only reason you started it in the first place - was to get at me!"
"LIES!" Tron screeched, lunging for him. Before he could react, Tron had dodged behind him, grabbed his son, and broke his neck. With a cry, Apollo fell, and was still.
The world came to a stop as Gohan stared in shock at the body of his dead son. Apollo's eyes and mouth were slightly open, as if mildly surprised, and he was sprawled eagle-spread on the ground. Then, slowly but surely, a dangerous rage filled every fiber of his body. All he could see was red through his tear-filled eyes. With a loud scream, he began to power up.
"Gohan!" a distant voice yelled. "Gohan, wake up!"
Hold up, he thought through his numb disbelief and intense hatred. Wake up?
With an effort, he managed to open his eyes. And he found himself staring at his father's face. "D-dad?" he whispered, hardly daring to believe it.
"Yeah, it's me," Goku replied with a smile. "It was just a dream, it's nothing to be worried about."
"A.a dream?"
"Just a dream," Goku said reassuringly.
"Oh."
Silence. Then, "Are you okay now?"
"Yeah, sure." He suddenly realized something. "Wait, why was I asleep? Why am I in bed? Where's Tron?!"
Goku laughed and held his hands up. "No more questions! You got some saiyan relapse or something like that, and Tron agreed to let you get better before he attacks."
Gohan moaned. "Oh no." Was that dream.a premonition? Is that what's going to happen? No!
"What's wrong?" Goku asked, noticing his distress.
"Nothing. I'll.I'll just go back to sleep now."
"Well, okay." He left the room. Gohan sighed and laid his head back. A relapse? Probably the maylifa, that was about a year or so ago. But why would Tron be fool enough to actually want to fight me? He knows he stands no chance against me! Or could it be.is he STILL mad at me for marrying Hera? Long time grudge! I wonder if he has something planned.
With these - and other troubling thoughts - still racing through his mind, he slipped into an uneasy sleep.
~*~*~
When next he awoke, Gohan realized that the light streaming through the open window meant it was day. But how long had he slept? He decided to find out.
He threw back the covers and got to his feet, then headed to the door. Once there, he glanced around and, hearing voices in the kitchen, walked down the hallway and stopped just outside the slightly open door.
"Tomorrow, Kakarot," a familiar gruff voice snapped. "Tomorrow we'll die."
Vegeta? Since when was he so pessimistic?!
"Come on Vegeta, Gohan'll be better by then. And besides, even if he isn't, we can handle old Tron," another male voice said soothingly. It was Goku.
"Didn't you use your senses when we were there? He has much more power then either of us can imagine, more then I sensed within your son when he returned! And look how bad he was able to beat us!"
"Since when did that stop you?" Goku replied with a snort. "You've always been out there before anyone!"
"I grew up, Kakarot!"
By the Kais of Other World. Gohan thought. What little faith he has! Then on impulse, he grabbed the handle of the door and threw it wide open.
Everyone within stared at him. Hera, Chichi, and Bulma were seated around the kitchen table, while Goku and Vegeta were standing next to the counter. None found words.
"If the battle is tomorrow, we've got some work to do!" Gohan said, looking around at each in turn. "I don't know about you, but I don't care how powerful Tron may be or what he has up his sleeve, I'm gonna face him down and save the prince! I promised his father to do so, and I will keep that promise to the best of my ability. Are you in or out?" He glared at Vegeta.
Goku stood and saluted. "I'll stand by you until the end, son."
"So will we!" Apollo's voice cried. Everyone glanced up to see the twins, Goten, and Trunks gathered in the doorway. "Promise!"
"I didn't wait this long to meet you just to see you die alone!" Goten added.
Gohan looked directly at Vegeta. "And you? Do you make your stand with us, or do you stay here?"
Vegeta said nothing for a moment. Then he slowly stood and nodded slightly. "I fight with you, Lord Seerow. For the honor of my family and for our people, I will fight."
~*~*~ A/N: See? I can still write. Please review and tell me what you think of this newest chapter? I do hope you like it. Bye for now!!! -saiyagal PS: I wrote this chapter the weekend before Thanksgiving. As you can see, today is NOT Thanksgiving - it's a bit off. That's because my 'membership' as a FF.Net writer was temporarily suspended on account of my story, "A Strange Little Chat". See, apparently it wasn't good because it's based on a chat room (obviously) and that's not allowed. Why they're bothering with that now, I don't know, because it's been there for as long as I've been ON FF.Net. So anyhow, I'm sorry for the long wait.Please review and tell me what you think! (And thanks to Kahliquah and Kakrotta for your continual encouragement!!! This chapter's for you!)