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Goku frantically searched his surroundings, in a bid to find his lost son. His heart clenching at the thought of his son been hurt, or worse. 'It was all my fault' 'I should have told him to stay back.' 'I should have.' "Goku!" Shouted a deep voice suddenly. Goku quickly stopped to look in the direction of the voice, and saw Piccolo heading towards him, then come to a stop in front of him, his right hand holding his chest. Goku readied himself for an attack, but was shocked when there was no movement from the green creature. "The guy with the tail." "What!" Goku levitated to the land, and waited for Piccolo to descend and land to continue. "I saw him leave with the boy." "Leave?" "Yes. leave the planet."
Gohan stayed huddled in the corner of room, his bruised arms clutching tightly to his battered legs. He raised a shaky hand, and wiped away the blood running down from his nose to his lips with the back of his hand. His clothes were now nothing but shreds after Nappa's so called 'persuasion' techniques. Images of the last hour ran through his mind, and he shuddered with fear, and quickly stifled a sob. No more crying. the bald man specifically told him no more crying or. He shuddered again at the thought, and his eyes filled up with unshed tears. Where was his father? Was he dead? If not, was he coming to save him? Probably not. The sound of the door sliding open snapped the young half saiyan out of his thoughts, and the flame like haired man, the one Nappa had called Vegeta entered the room with that permanent scowl on his face. "Come boy!" With some struggle, Gohan eventually pushed his injured body up from the ground, and limped over to the short man side. "About time, Brat!" Vegeta grabbed hold of the boy's shoulder tightly, while Gohan winced internally at the pain, and then Vegeta pulled him roughly from the room. Gohan ignored the intense pain in his body as Vegeta dragged him through the long corridors of the ship, and looked round in wonder and awe. Then suddenly he was swiftly tugged into another room, not so different from the one he'd been held in, except for a huge tank, in the centre of it, and a couple of crates. 'What is that thing?' "Get in it boy!" Barked Vegeta viciously. Gohan gulped, and the idea of it been some sort of torture device entered his mind, and he shuddered involuntarily, and took a step back and stumbled. Vegeta growled loudly at the act of cowardice, then lifted the boy up by his tail, ignoring his yelp of pain, and threw him in the chamber. "Don't worry you half breed coward, it's a healing tank." Vegeta muttered something incoherently under his breath, and put on a breathing mask onto his pain stricken face. Then closed the healing tank's chamber, pushed a series of buttons, and a strange liquid filled the chamber. Gohan opened his closed eyes a little to search his surroundings, and felt a strange sensation cover his skin. It was strangely pleasant, a moan escaped his mouth as the pain that covered his entire body slowly healed, and he let his eyes shut as the liquid continued healing him.
"You let the monster take him!" Growled Goku, ready to rip the Green alien into millions of pieces to feed to Shenlong. "What do I care about that boy of yours! Anyway I couldn't save him even if I wanted to!" He pulled his hand away from his chest to reveal a nasty looking wound, with purple blood leaking from it. Goku dropped to his knees in defeat, and began hitting the Earth with his fist, in an attempt to dissolve his rage. A sob escaped his lips, with the thoughts of never seeing his son again. Piccolo stood back in shock, and in an attempt to under what was happening, then a thought struck him 'I should take him out now! I been waiting for this chance for a long time!' He lifted a hand to attempt an attack and struggled to keep it up, but let it drop to his side a couple of seconds later. 'I can't. what's wrong with me?' "What. what about that woman, Bulma. can't she help, you know build a ship?" Goku stopped sobbing to look at Piccolo with a look of shock, and noticed a tint of redness in the green being's cheeks. Then he gave out a yell of joy, and grabbed hold of green man grinning. "Great idea Piccolo!" He heard him groan in his hug, and quickly let go. The Green man dropped to the floor with the pain of the hug. "Ohhh! Sorry Piccolo, I didn't mean. don't worry. I'll take you to Kame Island!" Goku gently placed Piccolo onto his shoulder, and quickly took off for the Small Island.
"So what do you think, Bulma?" Asked an eager Goku. "Well first of all, I don't know. unless I have some sort of idea to help me, and second of all, What the hell is that Green monster doing here!?" She yelled the last part pointing at an unconscious Piccolo, who was lying on a mattress, a cover over him, and his wound's bandaged. "Well. he was the one who told me to ask you!" "But. but. aren't you afraid he might try to kill you?" She stuttered back. "No, he had his chance." Goku replied with a small smile.
Gohan's eyes opened, and he blinked with his new surroundings, confusion etched on his young face. 'This is definitely not my bedroom.' Suddenly memories of his 'uncle' and everything that had happened previously flooded his mind. Through the glass he saw a blurred image of that Vegeta guy sitting on a crate with his eyes closed. Gohan jumped when the short man's eyes opened swiftly to look straight into his own eyes. Vegeta's eyes were a charcoal black, cold and expressionless, the same colour as his father's, and the opposite of his father's, who were warm, kind and full of emotion. 'Oh Kami! Where is Dad?' Vegeta got up from the crates, and pushed a red button, and Gohan gasped as the liquid from the chamber he was sitting in, quickly disappeared. The door to the tank opened rapidly, and Vegeta ripped the breathing mask off the boy's face. "Out boy! You're ready!" He ordered. Gohan proceeded in leaving the chamber of the tank, and stood in front of the taller man. He looked at his hand's in amazement, his limp was gone, and no pain, he was healed! "Come!" Gohan snapped his head to the commanding voice, and followed the Saiyan warrior out of the Healing Room, and into the corridor. "Where. where are we going?" Asked Gohan in a small voice, as the two continued down the dark corridor. "So you do talk, boy?" He said with a cool looking smirk. "We're going to train you, and you better listen to every word I say!" "Yes sir!" He replied, with a slight tremor in his voice.
"So Bulma have you any ideas?" "Well Goku, maybe if you were to find the old space ship that brought you here, I could use that as a way to design a new ship." Bulma answered smartly. Goku face gained a cheered and carefree expression, with slowly turn into a frown with a thought. "But won't that take too long? You'll have to find the ship, then rebuild one! It'll take too long!" "I suppose so, but it's all we got!" She replied obvious frustration in her voice. Krillin moaned at the situation and with frustration knocked a whole in the wall, that caused Master Roshi to complain, which Krillin abruptly ignored. "Kami! What can we do?" He groaned with frustration. "I can help!" Said a voice suddenly. Everyone in the room turned their head to see a large man, black in skin, wearing a turban on his head, vest and all out Arabian look.
End of Chapter 5
Goku frantically searched his surroundings, in a bid to find his lost son. His heart clenching at the thought of his son been hurt, or worse. 'It was all my fault' 'I should have told him to stay back.' 'I should have.' "Goku!" Shouted a deep voice suddenly. Goku quickly stopped to look in the direction of the voice, and saw Piccolo heading towards him, then come to a stop in front of him, his right hand holding his chest. Goku readied himself for an attack, but was shocked when there was no movement from the green creature. "The guy with the tail." "What!" Goku levitated to the land, and waited for Piccolo to descend and land to continue. "I saw him leave with the boy." "Leave?" "Yes. leave the planet."
Gohan stayed huddled in the corner of room, his bruised arms clutching tightly to his battered legs. He raised a shaky hand, and wiped away the blood running down from his nose to his lips with the back of his hand. His clothes were now nothing but shreds after Nappa's so called 'persuasion' techniques. Images of the last hour ran through his mind, and he shuddered with fear, and quickly stifled a sob. No more crying. the bald man specifically told him no more crying or. He shuddered again at the thought, and his eyes filled up with unshed tears. Where was his father? Was he dead? If not, was he coming to save him? Probably not. The sound of the door sliding open snapped the young half saiyan out of his thoughts, and the flame like haired man, the one Nappa had called Vegeta entered the room with that permanent scowl on his face. "Come boy!" With some struggle, Gohan eventually pushed his injured body up from the ground, and limped over to the short man side. "About time, Brat!" Vegeta grabbed hold of the boy's shoulder tightly, while Gohan winced internally at the pain, and then Vegeta pulled him roughly from the room. Gohan ignored the intense pain in his body as Vegeta dragged him through the long corridors of the ship, and looked round in wonder and awe. Then suddenly he was swiftly tugged into another room, not so different from the one he'd been held in, except for a huge tank, in the centre of it, and a couple of crates. 'What is that thing?' "Get in it boy!" Barked Vegeta viciously. Gohan gulped, and the idea of it been some sort of torture device entered his mind, and he shuddered involuntarily, and took a step back and stumbled. Vegeta growled loudly at the act of cowardice, then lifted the boy up by his tail, ignoring his yelp of pain, and threw him in the chamber. "Don't worry you half breed coward, it's a healing tank." Vegeta muttered something incoherently under his breath, and put on a breathing mask onto his pain stricken face. Then closed the healing tank's chamber, pushed a series of buttons, and a strange liquid filled the chamber. Gohan opened his closed eyes a little to search his surroundings, and felt a strange sensation cover his skin. It was strangely pleasant, a moan escaped his mouth as the pain that covered his entire body slowly healed, and he let his eyes shut as the liquid continued healing him.
"You let the monster take him!" Growled Goku, ready to rip the Green alien into millions of pieces to feed to Shenlong. "What do I care about that boy of yours! Anyway I couldn't save him even if I wanted to!" He pulled his hand away from his chest to reveal a nasty looking wound, with purple blood leaking from it. Goku dropped to his knees in defeat, and began hitting the Earth with his fist, in an attempt to dissolve his rage. A sob escaped his lips, with the thoughts of never seeing his son again. Piccolo stood back in shock, and in an attempt to under what was happening, then a thought struck him 'I should take him out now! I been waiting for this chance for a long time!' He lifted a hand to attempt an attack and struggled to keep it up, but let it drop to his side a couple of seconds later. 'I can't. what's wrong with me?' "What. what about that woman, Bulma. can't she help, you know build a ship?" Goku stopped sobbing to look at Piccolo with a look of shock, and noticed a tint of redness in the green being's cheeks. Then he gave out a yell of joy, and grabbed hold of green man grinning. "Great idea Piccolo!" He heard him groan in his hug, and quickly let go. The Green man dropped to the floor with the pain of the hug. "Ohhh! Sorry Piccolo, I didn't mean. don't worry. I'll take you to Kame Island!" Goku gently placed Piccolo onto his shoulder, and quickly took off for the Small Island.
"So what do you think, Bulma?" Asked an eager Goku. "Well first of all, I don't know. unless I have some sort of idea to help me, and second of all, What the hell is that Green monster doing here!?" She yelled the last part pointing at an unconscious Piccolo, who was lying on a mattress, a cover over him, and his wound's bandaged. "Well. he was the one who told me to ask you!" "But. but. aren't you afraid he might try to kill you?" She stuttered back. "No, he had his chance." Goku replied with a small smile.
Gohan's eyes opened, and he blinked with his new surroundings, confusion etched on his young face. 'This is definitely not my bedroom.' Suddenly memories of his 'uncle' and everything that had happened previously flooded his mind. Through the glass he saw a blurred image of that Vegeta guy sitting on a crate with his eyes closed. Gohan jumped when the short man's eyes opened swiftly to look straight into his own eyes. Vegeta's eyes were a charcoal black, cold and expressionless, the same colour as his father's, and the opposite of his father's, who were warm, kind and full of emotion. 'Oh Kami! Where is Dad?' Vegeta got up from the crates, and pushed a red button, and Gohan gasped as the liquid from the chamber he was sitting in, quickly disappeared. The door to the tank opened rapidly, and Vegeta ripped the breathing mask off the boy's face. "Out boy! You're ready!" He ordered. Gohan proceeded in leaving the chamber of the tank, and stood in front of the taller man. He looked at his hand's in amazement, his limp was gone, and no pain, he was healed! "Come!" Gohan snapped his head to the commanding voice, and followed the Saiyan warrior out of the Healing Room, and into the corridor. "Where. where are we going?" Asked Gohan in a small voice, as the two continued down the dark corridor. "So you do talk, boy?" He said with a cool looking smirk. "We're going to train you, and you better listen to every word I say!" "Yes sir!" He replied, with a slight tremor in his voice.
"So Bulma have you any ideas?" "Well Goku, maybe if you were to find the old space ship that brought you here, I could use that as a way to design a new ship." Bulma answered smartly. Goku face gained a cheered and carefree expression, with slowly turn into a frown with a thought. "But won't that take too long? You'll have to find the ship, then rebuild one! It'll take too long!" "I suppose so, but it's all we got!" She replied obvious frustration in her voice. Krillin moaned at the situation and with frustration knocked a whole in the wall, that caused Master Roshi to complain, which Krillin abruptly ignored. "Kami! What can we do?" He groaned with frustration. "I can help!" Said a voice suddenly. Everyone in the room turned their head to see a large man, black in skin, wearing a turban on his head, vest and all out Arabian look.
End of Chapter 5