Life of Gohan

By Silvertress

Disclaimer: You name it I don't own it.

Author's Note: Over 130 reviews you readers are so awesome. Still fiddling around with the chapters. I got to say I was so happy when people liked the last chapter. Hope ya guys like this one.

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            Earth was in mayhem now. Gohan had been gone for about two days and the virus had made its self-known. Lime now lay in her house near the girl known as Videl. The two had grown a strong friendship since the last time Gohan visited. Lying in the same bed the two had succumbed to the symptoms of the virus fairly quickly. The two were both breathing heavily their eyes closed, and sweat running down their whole bodies. As their immune systems tried fruitlessly to cause a fever and kill the virus. The house was quiet except the ticking of a grandfather clock and the forced breathing of five human beings in different rooms. All communication had been ended as all were inflicted and couldn't operate any of the equipment. Hospitals were also closed as any other type of normal society. Most mortals on the planet were now slowly suffocating to death slowly or were in comas or heart failure.

            Videl felt the bed start to shake violently. Lime's body was slowly shutting down and going into a seizure, as it's final act. Videl tried to scream or question what was wrong but no sound came. Only empty air. Suddenly the seizing stopped as Lime's limp hand fell over the edge of the bed. No movement came from the inhale or exhale of air or the beat of her heart. The girl was gone. She suffered the fate that, all the planet would soon suffer if the Hybrid wasn't successful.

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            At C.C. Bulma was already in the ending stages. Chichi being pregnant had yielded to it a few hours ago. The strange thing is the DNA of Goku should have protected them both but the virus was very efficient with pregnant women and children. It took longer the older/ stronger you were. Vegita was breathing hoarsely now as he cared for Bulma. Her parents were somewhere in Tokyo with their child. He already knew if he tried to sense them they would be gone. Right now the Saiya-jin Prince kneeled next to Bulma's bed squeezing her hand. Her eyes were closed but still he felt the returning pressure of her hand. The Earth had been so helpless from this illness. The Prince knew soon it would have control of his body soon. But he was used to living with death as a companion. The thing he wondered of was where was Gohan. The bastard hadn't returned and he couldn't sense him. For some reason he felt the boy had his hands in this illness some way or another.

            The only Pure Blood left felt his vision going. His head was air light and spinning. The ki he had been using to combat the virus was gone. Slowly every thing went black he wouldn't let his hand leave Bulma's. But his body slowly went limp on the floor leaning against the bed. He too started the hoarse breathing his eyes closed. The coma aspect of the virus now overcame both of them.

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            Piccolo still had tabs on the boy. He could still hold the link as long as he remained in the room. The Guardian could also sense and in part feel what the Earth was going through. The virus had been as bad as it had seemed even worse. Most by know were in the final stage the phases of the illness had past faster then first thought. Most were now either dead or almost. Still if all perished it wouldn't matter.

            If Gohan came back to the past when it started this future would seize to exist and the new one would form. Piccolo would retain both memories because he was immune to minor paradox due to his status as Kami. But Dende and Popo would remember none of this. Right now his only job was to make sure their hope stayed out of harm and accomplished his mission.

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            "That is truly the last time I'll ever agree to help you." Trunks said wryly grimacing as he pulled who knows what out of his muddy hair.

   "That was pretty disgusting." Gohan replied folding back a gold strand that now looked brown due to mud. "What ever made your mother to pick an ingredient such as a swamp beast intestine?" Gohan asked cringing at the experience the two had to go through to get the contents of the capsule he now fingered in his pocket.

    "My mother has been researching medicine and healing in all forms ever since the Androids appeared. Fighting them took much healing and it was in everyone's best interest to learn how to get rid of injuries fast. That drove my mother to balance old medicine with new. Mixed together the two are highly powerful." Trunks said shaking off his muddy jacket to leave it in his hand. Looking down Trunks seemed to just stop. The two were flying over the sea next to some high cliffs. They were high enough as to avoid the spray of the waves on the rocks. Gohan wouldn't have even noticed if Trunks hadn't stopped and his eyes followed his gaze.

            Gohan then looked at Trunks who was still staring at that cliff. Then not looking up he made a gesture for the younger boy to follow as he slowly descended to the cliff. To Gohan's surprise he didn't even raise his ki to get away from the spray of the water as Gohan did.

            He landed a few feet softly on the ground behind Trunks. Quickly he took off his jacket because it was much warmer on the ground then the air. Trunks was looking at something that his body was blocking. He looked as Trunks fell to one knee and it came into view. A very plain short gravestone, on the surface it was clearly marked Gohan Son. This wasn't something the young Half Breed had expected. His eyes were as open as his mouth when he saw the words. He knew that this Gohan was dead but seeing is more then knowing at times. I'm literally looking at my own grave. Trunks he looks so vulnerable.

            There stood the last Saiya-jin alive of the timeline. Kneeling there, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes as he looked onto the headstone a few feet away. Slowly getting up the breeze blowing his moist hair everywhere he placed a hand on the gravestone. Gohan started to let out a protest as he felt Trunks gathering ki in his palm. Slowly a white light was emitted from his hand that passed to the stone. It glowed and slowly more words appeared. Trunks waved with one hand to tell the younger to step forward.

Gohan Son

A ray of light when dark

Savior, Teacher, Father,

Husband, Son

Above all hope

     "He's the one that kept the Androids at bay and helped my Mother to live on. We couldn't publicly advertise it so those that know how will see who and what he was. You know the first time I went to Super Saiya-jin was when I saw his lifeless body in the receding puddles from the rain beating on my back." He said as he let his hair and eyes join the state of Gohan's. "I went after them but got mortally injured. It took weeks and much of my Mother's previous medical supplies to help me. Then at first I couldn't control it. I transformed at random and almost destroyed my house. Luckily my Mother was out." Gohan's eyes went wide. Dealing with that state of power alone was to his thoughts formerly impossible. Still looking at the stone he let the ki his hand emitted go out and the words faded. To Gohan's surprise the words shifted to say faintly.

May the fight go on in his name

Unknown to most but known to those that

Need to

The silent son of a savior who became one

Himself

     "Every single word of it is true." Trunks said letting a tear slide down his cheek, as the words finally faded but those of the first ones he saw. "You've been here for a week you know. Soon I'll lose Gohan once more in a sense. Then I'll only have my Mother." At that he bowed his head for a cause that wasn't yet known to Gohan.

      "You can always come with me." Gohan said, trying to comfort his elder but his mood and actions seemed strange to him.

     "I can't now." He said bluntly with his voice and eyes far off. Abruptly his pure teal eyes looked at the younger. The look in them was of mixed emotion that clouded what the Hybrid was feeling. "How did it happen for you?"

    "How did what happen to me?" Trunks put his arms out at his side then pointed to Gohan. He wants to know how I turned Super Saiya-jin? Why is he so interested? He's acting so strange? What has come over him?

            Gohan slowly sat down on the damp ground of the cliff. Trunks slowly sat legs crossed so he was across from the younger demi-Saiya-jin.

    "We were in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. My Dad was trying to teach me to be a Super Saiya-jin. The goal tortured me. My Dad told me over and over how important it was to reach my goal. But his training methods were very different from Piccolo's. He never did give it his all as Piccolo always did. Unknown to him it hindered the power I knew I could reach. I finally had to scream at him tell him to use his all, he tried to protest but I declared there was no in between. Suddenly he bursted into a Super Saiya-jin that had the power beyond the ki level he used to finally defeat Frieza. Then as he powered up the blast he used was as always his trademark. But the words echoed so loud that the room its self seemed to vibrate with the words.

            Putting up my own white aura of energy I knew it wouldn't be enough. If I didn't do anything I would die. Then something snapped. As if it had always been there I had a new level of power. At first I had a minuscule amount of control but I lost that as it grew. The golden aura around me grew out of control and my Father came to me knowing that I couldn't control it. He screamed focus on the pain of my past, which I had plenty of. I saw the villains that haunt and still haunt my nightmares, grown men groaning dieing in battle. All the pain or sacrifice I used those feelings to focus my power. Slowly I regained control and it I could slowly sustain the level. At that my I let the power go, but those thoughts I had to unearth I had to keep fresh in my mind. After rest it took all those memories to let the power return. Emotion extreme emotion triggered it. Finally I mastered it, so I don't have to rely on emotion but ki. Just as I originally controlled my ki on the basis of need or emotion I learned to use it separate. That's how it happened." Gohan said looking on at the tombstone.

    "Emotion is the ki of our power. It's how we get to the next level of power. You have to remember that. It happened for your Father and us by pain, remorse, and mourning. But it's also a blessing its saved the whole planet." Trunks said looking at his hands and letting aura surround him.

     "Why did you want to know?" Gohan asked. "To prove that fact. Because I can sense sooner or later you'll need that fact. Or someone might leave you forever." He looked into Gohan's teal eyes. There was something strange about them but Gohan didn't know what. Suddenly Trunks' hair and eyes returned to normal, and the look disappeared.

     "Ready to go?" Trunks said abruptly. A confused Gohan nodded his head. I have to sort all this together before I ask any questions. But there's something wrong. Dust flew around and against the headstone as Trunks blasted into the air a white aura sorrounding him. Looking once more at the headstone Gohan let yellow energy surround him and he was in the air behind Trunks.
    "We're almost done getting the ingredients. But the next one isn't going to be easy." Trunks said looking at a folded piece of paper. With that Gohan checked with his fingers to see if all the capsules that held the key to the antidote were still present in his pockets. Life does go on. He thought.

Author's Note: OOO what was up with Trunks? Find out next time. I know the first part was sad but you'll get them back. I needed to show how bad the disease was. Please review; praise, flames it's all good. But have reasons for them. Hope you enjoyed it. Till next time.

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