Chapter 15
OK. This isn't as short as Chapter 13 was, but it is a bit shorter than I would have liked it to be. I just couldn't continue writing though, and it just seemed like a good ending where I finished up in this chapter. I hope you all enjoy!
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Vegeta's aquamarine eyes widened as he sensed a powerful ki; a ki that was increasing its power by the second, causing gale-like winds to blow the usually slow-moving clouds quickly across the sky, and the ground below to quake and shudder.
The Super Saiya-jin hastened his flight, wanting to find the strange ki as soon as he could. The ki deeply troubled him though, as it felt exactly like Gohan's. His eyes narrowed as he tried to find a reason for the eldest son of Kakarotto to power up, especially when he seemed to be alone in the middle of nowhere. Maybe it's because of that other person that seems to be advancing on him
He stopped when he realized something else that did not seem to be normal, as the person who was also traveling towards the ki was also Gohan! Na Nani?! Why do the two ki's that I am sensing both feel exactly like Gohan?! What is going on?!
He grit his teeth, the crackling aura of golden ki exploding around him with a flash of bright light. He began to continue his pursuit of the two ki's; the moving ki gradually becoming closer and closer to the other one. I have to go on! I won't find out what is happening if I just float above an ocean!
Gohan darted over the surface of the sea, his silver ki causing it to rise up and spume around the silver flames formed around his body. An emotionless mask had been painted across his face, though some tiny twitches of nervousness disturbed the tranquil look. Deep inside of him, he was experiencing the same feeling that he had had when he had been flying with his friends towards the platform of the Cell Games. It was a feeling of loss and despair, even though he knew that he hadn't really lost anything yet.
He stared down at the cerulean depths as he whispered sadly, "Except that I have lost nearly everyone's trust in me." He looked up again as he began to see the form of something, though he could not make out what it was because it was many miles away, "I will not allow anything else to happen to Chikyuu though. Not anything!"
With great determination, he powered up his ki even further so that he could reach his goal sooner. His hair and eyes remained shadowy though. He was not going to turn into a Super Saiya-jin unless he had to.
Piccolo suddenly cried out. He walked hesitantly to the edge of the Shrine, gazing down at the sparkling waters of Chikyuu-sei. I I can sense two Gohans
The whole Palace seemed to echo Piccolo's cry, but it was actually the cries of everyone else who could also sense the two strange ki's. They all stared at Piccolo, whose cape was fluttering about with the strong winds that seemed to have been inflicted upon Chikyuu by one of the ki's.
Kuririn was trembling with his eyes fixed upon the floor. Trying not to let his voice waver he asked softly, "Could it be something like Cell?" As soon as he uttered that name, everyone turned around to face him, not including Piccolo.
Kamesennin with all of his years of wisdom knew otherwise, "I don't think so, Kuririn. It is something far worse than Cell could ever be."
Gohan clenched his fists tighter as he flew past a small island, trying to prepare himself for the shock that he knew he was going to receive. He remembered when his Tousan's body was taken over by that 'purple goat', and how dismayed he had been. He had been so horrified that he wouldn't even attack, even though he knew that what looked like his Tousan, wasn't really him. He didn't want that to happen again. Even if it was not really his own body that he would be fighting against, but instead an exact copy of himself, he knew that he could not make one wrong move. Not one error could be made.
As he closed in on 'himself' however, he could not help being dumbfounded at the sight of the being. The evil one looked exactly like him. His hair was just as dark and untidy as Gohan's, and he was wearing the same outfit that Gohan remembered as what he had been wearing on the last day that he had still been able to see the love in his Kaasan's eyes towards him. The same white shirt and black pants. The person had his back towards him, and was not moving at all, except for his breathing.
The half Saiya-jin descended until he was at the same level as the silent boy, anxiously awaiting for the boy to try and attack him.
But the boy showed no sign of aggression. He looked over his shoulder at Gohan, his hair suddenly finding new placement as it turned golden, and his eyes turning the same color as the sea that they were both hovering above.
Gohan gasped at this, unable to speak.
The boy for some reason found this amusing. He smirked devilishly and spoke in a tone that seemed to hiss like a cobra, "I have been waiting for you, Son Gohan!"
Hiding his astonishment, Gohan glared at the boy with a hard, hateful expression, and asked with the same menacing tone, "Who are you?!" His body tensed as it began to channel his own rage that was beginning to spark and flash in the form of blue lightning bolts that were encompassing his body.
Silence. Nothing could be heard except for the sound of the both of the warriors' ki flowing around them, the loud waves that were crashing against one another, and the wind that was blowing through golden and onyx hair.
The golden-haired fighter finally turned around and replied with the same tone, "I am Bodu."
To be continued