The Curse of the Springs By: Koyasha

Standard Disclaimer, all things belong to their rightful owner. Namely... NOT me.

Status: In Progress

Genre: Put any that apply by your taste

Ratings: PG, is recommended

DBZ/Inu-Yasha/ Ranma 1/2 x-over

Setting: Starts in DBZ universe, about 790 AD (I think.) from there to 1600's China, then to present day Japan.

Summary: Chi-chi is the sister of Inu-Yasha's father, & disappears while the gang is on Namek. Gohan can't go SSJ, but he can go a form previously unnamed during the Cell Games. Now, Chi-chi wants her son back, and the Amazons just want him dead...

Chapter 1~~~

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Gohan lay awake in his bed, dreading the inevitable sleep that would soon come. He had been having graphic nightmares of people that seemed part animal, and of monstrous creatures, enormous in size, calling to him. Telling him to join them. As if he didn't have enough to worry about: learning how to cook, keeping up in his studies, and the androids coming, and now he couldn't sleep.

Quietly, so he wouldn't wake his father or grandfather, Gohan took a blanket and pillow up to the roof. There he looked up at the stars, the way he had when he trained with Piccolo. Gazing up at the mosaic of lights, sleep caught the young boy unawares. Immediately after sleep's warm embrace, a dream wrapped itself in the caress.

"I saw Eternity the other night/ Like a ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright," a voice gently recited the poem of Henry Vaughan. "I see Eternity every night, in my own life," it suddenly broke from the prose, as Chi-chi stepped into view.

Shocked, Gohan stepped back away from her - into a man with silver hair who looked like Chi-chi. The man grinned down at him, revealing sharp teeth. Once again, the boy backed away, and this time ran into a wall of monstrosities. These beings called to him loudly, in both his mind and physically. After a few moments of this assault, he covered his ears and curled into a ball. He soon realized that he was still hearing the cries, and that the two adults were laughing. Of course, his ears were not in the proper position.

Chi-chi held a mirror in such a way that he could see it, and it showed him a different reflection than the one he was used to. His ears were now little triangles on top of his head, and his eyes had changed. A golden iris with a slitted pupil offered no comfort, and fangs and claws in his mouth and on his fingers made it less so.

Gohan's mother and her companion laughed once more at his reaction, before everything faded to darkness.

A new evil then revealed itself. The being that would later be recognized as Cell was smirking down at the demi-Saiyan. The sinister being raised an arm languidly, and fired off a ki blast.

Gohan opened his eyes to the glory of the rising sun. Sighing at the memory of the dream, he swung back in through the window and went to begin breakfast. ************************************************************************

A few weeks had passed in the Room of Spirit and Time. Goku had been trying to get Gohan to go SSJ, but as of yet, he hadn't succeeded. He didn't want to go all-out on his son, but the boy had shaken off the hits, and deflected those that were too slow to connect. It probably wasn't a good idea to be musing at the moment, as a side kick caught him in the ribs and sent him flying a short distance away.

Getting an idea, Goku powered up to SSJ, and began an all-too-familiar chant, "Ka.me..ha.me.."

Gohan took note of the stance, and prepared to stand against it. Quietly, he powered up to his highest level. 'Come on, Dad. Quit holding back for me.'

"HA!!!!!!!!!!" Goku finished, sending the beam of blue and gold energy straight for his son. Just as it seemed the beam was going to blast straight through the kid, it enveloped a spherical shape, and held that geometric attribute for a long while. Just as Goku was about to let up on the input of energy, a silver flash shone through the torrent, dissipating the blast on its own.

Where the sphere had held strong, a boy with wild silver and black hair stood. His fingers ended in claws, and his eyes were a solid, devoid blue. To add to the figure, little black ears twitched on top of his head. Goku knew that this person was his son, but the eyes were so ruthlessly alien to the face of the young, kind-hearted warrior.

Before Goku could recover, the other was on top of him, and by the time he got away from the barrage, he was worse for the wear. Gohan attacked again, but was halted by his father catching his fists. The boy thrashed wildly, trying to get free of the grip. Regretfully, Goku closed his hands, breaking multiple bones with the SSJ strength.

Gohan cried out from the pain, yet still tried to get away, a low growl emanating from him.

"Gohan, stop!!" Goku yelled in his face. When there was no visible sign of recognition, Goku sighed, and let go with a single hand. This hand swiftly swatted the young boy's temple, sending him into the floor, and blissful unconsciousness.

Breathing out in relief as the demonic presence disappeared, the father took the son into the bedroom to wait for him to waken. He then sat down in a chair, and after a short while, decided to take a "short nap". Well, heh- heh, Chi-chi reasoned that this was the best time to reach him.

"Give me my son, Goku," she growled, glaring.

"But, Chi-chi, Gohan is my son, too. And I thought you were dead?"

"No, dear, sweet, Goku. You see, I'm a powerful demon. And I want my son! You saw how easily I made his instincts take over."

"You mean, you caused that transformation?!"

"No, poor, naïve husband. I just caused that lovely ruthlessness. Amusing, wasn't it?" she laughed. "And that spell that hid his true features should be wearing off..now."

"You-you're a monster!"

"Thank you! But, really, brother-dear is more monster than me. Aren't you, Oniichan?"

A tall man with silver hair came out of a clump of shadows. "Oh, yes, Oneechan. Definitely." Swiftly, he changed into an enormous silver dog. Chi- chi soon followed, though she was much smaller, and a lighter shade that was more metallic.

Goku jolted awake to the smell of food being cooked. Quite gladly, he set the dream aside and ate what he could. "What he could" consisted of how long it took him to remember that most of the bones in the cook's hands had been crushed. And none of the sensu beans had been used. 'And anyway,' he thought sheepishly, 'I didn't set the bones or bandage them.'

After he cleaned up his dishes, he went outside. There, a much-changed Gohan was meditating. The hair was now completely silver, with the ears swiveling to hear his breathing. Sure enough, the hands held no bruising, or any other sign of having been crushed, but there were claws in place of the fingernails.

They began training again as soon as Goku had recovered from that shock. But, the elder did not make the mistake of trying to get Gohan to achieve SSJ again.

By the time they left, Goku wasn't sure if he had imagined the whole thing or not. Gohan looked the same as before, but then, that's what the illusions were for. And the only time anyone could tell it was an illusion was if they saw the boy's reflection. As soon as Gohan and Dende were immersed in a conversation, Goku turned to Piccolo.

"Hey, Piccolo. Can I talk to you for a second?"

"What do you want, Goku?"

"Well, while we were in there, Chi-chi visited me in a dream. She said she wasn't dead, that she was a demon. She also wants Gohan."

"What?! As if we don't have enough problems," the Namek growled.

"No such thing as too many problems," a silky voice said. Following it, the man that was Chi-chi's brother stepped in front of the group, one hand on a katana. "I've come on behalf of my sister, for her son."

In reply, Dende and Piccolo stepped forward to face this man. Surprisingly, the stranger had a look of fear as his gaze traveled across them. Either he recognized the new kami of earth, the former self- proclaimed Demon King, or both. Any way, he muttered a warning of his eminent return, and disappeared. Everyone, though thoroughly shaken, shook off the threat, and went back to doing their normal things. ************************************************************************