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Last Chapter: Gohan sped up slightly, eager to get rid of some of the anger he had accumulated that day. Vegita was most likely not going to be happy, and probably in a fair bit of pain in a few hours.
Chapter 6 - Painful Memories and Incoming Catastrophe
May 31st 771 4:53pm
Bulma sighed as she sat in one of the many living rooms at Capsule Corp. Tomorrow was the 6th anniversary of one of the worst days in her life. Goku, possibility the greatest person to have ever set there feet on Earth had sacrificed himself to save everybody on the planet. The worst thing for her though was the fact that he had never been recognised or even commemorated except of a minuet of silence observed by his close friends and family every year on that day for the last 6 years.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAA."
There was a large explosion as the entire wall of the living area caved in due to the force of a Sayjin prince being thrown through it at several times the speed of sound. There was another thud as he hit the foot thick titanium walls that had been built onto the outside of the capsule corps main dome to prevent damage to the surrounding city if a 'Friendly' spar got out of hand, which with Vegita involved they often did.
" VEGITA" screamed Bulma, "What have I told you about taunting Gohan before you fight him. One of these days you may end up getting seriously hurt" Bulma scolded before shoving a senzu bean in his mouth and telling him to swallow. She then quickly sent in the cleanup drones to rebuild the wall and clean up the living room before rebuilding the gravity room. She reminded herself that she needed to find away to prevent the titanium alloy interfering wit the gravity generator. Or she could just start using one of the other living rooms, but that would be admitting defeat, something that she was not quite willing to do just yet.
A few seconds later the forlorn figure of Son Gohan stepped out of the tangled mess of metal and stone that remained of the wall a joining the gravity room and the rest of capsule corp. What surprised Bulma was that rather than the golden aura and bright gold hair she expected to see she instead was faced with a raging blood red aura, one that she had never seen the young Demi-Sayjin with before. Her question was answered before she even got chance to ask it.
"Are you mocking me Brat, using the same blasted technique your father used to beat me when I first came to this pathetic mud ball of a planet." His voice was a growl, but anyone who had spent a lot of time around the Prince would of realized that it had lost a lot of its usual power and gusto.
"It's called the Kio-Ken Vegita, and not I'm not mocking you, I just don't believe that with all the pent up aggression and anger I have at the moment I would be able to control myself if I went super and I would rather not have to explain why half of west capital city had vanished in a ball of energy if I got out of control."
Gohan wore a weary and smile, the same one he had used whenever he was sad or angry for the last 6 years to prevent his friends and family worrying about him. They had enough to think about rather than worrying about the emotional state of the Earth's young defender. It wasn't really a disguise any more but they all left him to it, knowing that he would talk to one of them if he really needed any help.
Allowing the technique to fade away again Gohan ran his hand through his hair in a nervous gesture as he apologized to his deceased father's long- term friend.
"Sorry about the mess Bulma, Just lost my temper, and well you can see what that led to."
"No problem Gohan, this time is taxing on all of us, plus it'll only take a few minuets for the bots to rebuild the wall and repair any other damage." Bulma's cheerful tone was underplayed with concern for the young man she considered as almost a second son, having seen him grow and mature from a timid 4 year old to the strongest fighter earth had seen in living memory. Though through all this she continued pitied him for the fact he was never given a childhood, or the chance to just have fun and mature at a normal rate.
"Well I better get going, mum's going to be wondering where I've got to." With a wistful and tired smile Gohan turned from the room and disappeared into the many corridors of Capsule Corp's main building, making his way out to the compound so he could take off unnoticed.
As Gohan left the room Vegita gently sat down on the comfortable sofa and seeing the pain she felt allowed a rare moment of affection to pass between them, placing his arm behind her and giving her shoulder a light comforting squeeze before standing again and making his way towards one of the smaller gravity chambers.
***
Videl hit her head lightly against the computer desk she was working at. However hard she looked she could find no concrete information on either Gohan or the Son family in general, it was as if they didn't exist. All she had found was an old recording of one of the earlier tournaments, showing a fighter using an attack identical to the one she had seen Gohan use in the P.E. lesson against another Fighter. All there was to accompany the Video was a short caption titling the attack as the 'Legendary Kame Hame Ha wave'. Everything else had just confirmed what she already knew, that Son Goku had won the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament, reportedly blowing up the ring in the process. Realizing she was getting nowhere fast, and that in her frustrated state she was not going to be able to think clearly enough about the information she had gained, she quickly she changed into a gi and went do to her father's huge training room to get rid of some anger on a punch bag or two. As she neared the door she was certain she herd a voice in her head, one which conveyed a simple message
"You will find your answers soon enough" Thinking it was the random thoughts of her stressed mind she entered the room, and quickly forgot all about it.
*****
Almost 500 miles away stood the soul lonesome figure of Son Gohan. In front of him on another wise empty field stood an unremarkable 5ft tall slab of granite, roughly shaped as a memorial to a person who was sorely missed. For there, about a mile away form the Son household stood the memorial to Son Goku, the only member of the Z- fighters to have been permanently killed and the third strongest being to have existed in the earth's long history, both Gohan and Vegita now being a lot more powerful than he had been at his death.
The stone was blank, apart form the single name etched onto it, for all of the Z fighters had decided there was no real fitting tribute they could make to the friend who would be sorely missed, so left it blank, each making tribute to him in there own way. As usual on this day it was raining, a freak unseasonal occurrence during this period of time as the earth its self seamed to weep for its loss, all courtesy of the planets resident Demi-God, his way of reminding the celebrating people of earth that there had been losses during the conflict with Cell, even if only a small handful of people knew the true significance of it.
Gohan often came to this place to think as although this place brought him great sorrow it also brought him clarity, reminding him of his vow he had made to the people of this planet to make sure that a being as powerful as Cell never causes as much destruction again during his life time. And it was this solemn vow that he renewed every year, on the day before the anniversary of his father's death.
" I swear on the grave of this planets previous defender to this planet and its people that wile my body still draws breath that I will protect it and is people to the best of my ability." As he spoke he removed a small knife form his belt and drew it across his palm, allowing 10 drops of his blood to hit the sodden soil, cementing the vow he made with a part of him self, as he had always done.
As he turned away from the stone and started the short trek back towards the house he added in an even more serious tone than before "And may the daemons of hell have pity on any one who should cause grief such as I have suffered on any of my friends or family again"
Little did Gohan know that he would shortly be called upon to keep the vow he made, and that the challenge presented would be the toughest test of his life so far. And on an unidentified Planet unreachable form Earth sat a silent purple skinned figure, a being that would soon make actions to change the flow of events in this timeline forever.
Disclaimer: I Don't Own DBZ
Please read and review
Last Chapter: Gohan sped up slightly, eager to get rid of some of the anger he had accumulated that day. Vegita was most likely not going to be happy, and probably in a fair bit of pain in a few hours.
Chapter 6 - Painful Memories and Incoming Catastrophe
May 31st 771 4:53pm
Bulma sighed as she sat in one of the many living rooms at Capsule Corp. Tomorrow was the 6th anniversary of one of the worst days in her life. Goku, possibility the greatest person to have ever set there feet on Earth had sacrificed himself to save everybody on the planet. The worst thing for her though was the fact that he had never been recognised or even commemorated except of a minuet of silence observed by his close friends and family every year on that day for the last 6 years.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAA."
There was a large explosion as the entire wall of the living area caved in due to the force of a Sayjin prince being thrown through it at several times the speed of sound. There was another thud as he hit the foot thick titanium walls that had been built onto the outside of the capsule corps main dome to prevent damage to the surrounding city if a 'Friendly' spar got out of hand, which with Vegita involved they often did.
" VEGITA" screamed Bulma, "What have I told you about taunting Gohan before you fight him. One of these days you may end up getting seriously hurt" Bulma scolded before shoving a senzu bean in his mouth and telling him to swallow. She then quickly sent in the cleanup drones to rebuild the wall and clean up the living room before rebuilding the gravity room. She reminded herself that she needed to find away to prevent the titanium alloy interfering wit the gravity generator. Or she could just start using one of the other living rooms, but that would be admitting defeat, something that she was not quite willing to do just yet.
A few seconds later the forlorn figure of Son Gohan stepped out of the tangled mess of metal and stone that remained of the wall a joining the gravity room and the rest of capsule corp. What surprised Bulma was that rather than the golden aura and bright gold hair she expected to see she instead was faced with a raging blood red aura, one that she had never seen the young Demi-Sayjin with before. Her question was answered before she even got chance to ask it.
"Are you mocking me Brat, using the same blasted technique your father used to beat me when I first came to this pathetic mud ball of a planet." His voice was a growl, but anyone who had spent a lot of time around the Prince would of realized that it had lost a lot of its usual power and gusto.
"It's called the Kio-Ken Vegita, and not I'm not mocking you, I just don't believe that with all the pent up aggression and anger I have at the moment I would be able to control myself if I went super and I would rather not have to explain why half of west capital city had vanished in a ball of energy if I got out of control."
Gohan wore a weary and smile, the same one he had used whenever he was sad or angry for the last 6 years to prevent his friends and family worrying about him. They had enough to think about rather than worrying about the emotional state of the Earth's young defender. It wasn't really a disguise any more but they all left him to it, knowing that he would talk to one of them if he really needed any help.
Allowing the technique to fade away again Gohan ran his hand through his hair in a nervous gesture as he apologized to his deceased father's long- term friend.
"Sorry about the mess Bulma, Just lost my temper, and well you can see what that led to."
"No problem Gohan, this time is taxing on all of us, plus it'll only take a few minuets for the bots to rebuild the wall and repair any other damage." Bulma's cheerful tone was underplayed with concern for the young man she considered as almost a second son, having seen him grow and mature from a timid 4 year old to the strongest fighter earth had seen in living memory. Though through all this she continued pitied him for the fact he was never given a childhood, or the chance to just have fun and mature at a normal rate.
"Well I better get going, mum's going to be wondering where I've got to." With a wistful and tired smile Gohan turned from the room and disappeared into the many corridors of Capsule Corp's main building, making his way out to the compound so he could take off unnoticed.
As Gohan left the room Vegita gently sat down on the comfortable sofa and seeing the pain she felt allowed a rare moment of affection to pass between them, placing his arm behind her and giving her shoulder a light comforting squeeze before standing again and making his way towards one of the smaller gravity chambers.
***
Videl hit her head lightly against the computer desk she was working at. However hard she looked she could find no concrete information on either Gohan or the Son family in general, it was as if they didn't exist. All she had found was an old recording of one of the earlier tournaments, showing a fighter using an attack identical to the one she had seen Gohan use in the P.E. lesson against another Fighter. All there was to accompany the Video was a short caption titling the attack as the 'Legendary Kame Hame Ha wave'. Everything else had just confirmed what she already knew, that Son Goku had won the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament, reportedly blowing up the ring in the process. Realizing she was getting nowhere fast, and that in her frustrated state she was not going to be able to think clearly enough about the information she had gained, she quickly she changed into a gi and went do to her father's huge training room to get rid of some anger on a punch bag or two. As she neared the door she was certain she herd a voice in her head, one which conveyed a simple message
"You will find your answers soon enough" Thinking it was the random thoughts of her stressed mind she entered the room, and quickly forgot all about it.
*****
Almost 500 miles away stood the soul lonesome figure of Son Gohan. In front of him on another wise empty field stood an unremarkable 5ft tall slab of granite, roughly shaped as a memorial to a person who was sorely missed. For there, about a mile away form the Son household stood the memorial to Son Goku, the only member of the Z- fighters to have been permanently killed and the third strongest being to have existed in the earth's long history, both Gohan and Vegita now being a lot more powerful than he had been at his death.
The stone was blank, apart form the single name etched onto it, for all of the Z fighters had decided there was no real fitting tribute they could make to the friend who would be sorely missed, so left it blank, each making tribute to him in there own way. As usual on this day it was raining, a freak unseasonal occurrence during this period of time as the earth its self seamed to weep for its loss, all courtesy of the planets resident Demi-God, his way of reminding the celebrating people of earth that there had been losses during the conflict with Cell, even if only a small handful of people knew the true significance of it.
Gohan often came to this place to think as although this place brought him great sorrow it also brought him clarity, reminding him of his vow he had made to the people of this planet to make sure that a being as powerful as Cell never causes as much destruction again during his life time. And it was this solemn vow that he renewed every year, on the day before the anniversary of his father's death.
" I swear on the grave of this planets previous defender to this planet and its people that wile my body still draws breath that I will protect it and is people to the best of my ability." As he spoke he removed a small knife form his belt and drew it across his palm, allowing 10 drops of his blood to hit the sodden soil, cementing the vow he made with a part of him self, as he had always done.
As he turned away from the stone and started the short trek back towards the house he added in an even more serious tone than before "And may the daemons of hell have pity on any one who should cause grief such as I have suffered on any of my friends or family again"
Little did Gohan know that he would shortly be called upon to keep the vow he made, and that the challenge presented would be the toughest test of his life so far. And on an unidentified Planet unreachable form Earth sat a silent purple skinned figure, a being that would soon make actions to change the flow of events in this timeline forever.