Chapter Fourteen: Ghost Boy

Gohan's deep cerulean eyes pierced through his foes as he stepped out of the collapsed remains of the stone building a fallen Pan bleeding in his arms. His rage was to its max at the moment… he had far ascended super sayian reaching up to a power level that was beyond this time. He was tired of waiting, tired of watching people die around him when he knew he could easily save them.

His stiff golden hair flowed lightly to the hiss of the aurora about him as he watched the androids angrily. Blood slipped down from his eyebrow as the cut had once again been opened. Gohan didn't even notice. His rage was controlling him and he had lost any sense of himself that he once had. Gohan placed Pan's frail body gently on the ground taking his eyes off his stunned enemies for a second. Her chest had stopped rising a while back causing Gohan so much pain… He couldn't save her.

Gohan's haunting gaze struck on the artificial beings again causing 17 to smirk lightly. He didn't realize how angry the child was or how his words sealed his fate, "So you've come back for more?"

"You've hurt enough people," Gohan hissed.

His fists shook, itching to strike the flesh that hung on their metal bodies.

I shouldn't be doing this. This isn't my job.

Trunks climbed out of the heap of metal and wood he had been caved under. His back scraped the side of the wood leaving a burning pain where they scraped. He stared out into the darkness of the alleys trying to figure out where the androids had gone off too. A flash of gold erupted behind him catching the attention of the young boy's cerulean eyes. Trunks spun around as his heart pounded with it's anxious beat once more. Could it possibly be the return of the super sayian?

His head pulsing with his thoughts and questions, Trunks raced towards the golden light. His legs felt heavy as he ran as if he dreaded what might be ahead. He skidded to a halt in a clearing. His eyes grew wide as he took in his surroundings…

Gohan's rage fell down immediately after the young boy appeared behind the androids. Without thinking, he powered down all his rage returning to his normal self. His hair fell limply back down on his head letting the wind blow his dark locks across his face. Trunks' face filled with the ultimate shock at the sight of what 'Goten' really was. Gohan bit his lip as their eyes locked. He knew now…

The androids seemed to think the moments tension was a perfect chance to attack. 17 formed a simple ki blast and shot it behind him at the unbeknownst Trunks. It hit Trunk dead on piercing through his right shoulder. Trunk's eyes widened as he recognized the pain. His eyes rolled up into his head as he fell to the ground inanimate.

Gohan stood in shook, blinking several times still trying to figure all that was going around. His eyes filled with tears at seeing the blood sweep from Trunks' wound. It was his fault. He shouldn't have let Trunks stay as he fought Pan…

"Noooooo!" Gohan screamed in anguish. "Trunks!"

His rage filled him once more pushing him much father then he had ever gone. His eyes filled with silver tears painting his eyes a silverish blue. No Cell could have stood a chance against the strength that was running through the blood of this sayian now. The androids stepped back in confusion as the boy's hair jetted back up into a solid gold. His muscles built suddenly on his firm body as he screamed out all his rage. The hurricane started up again blowing the androids back. Gohan opened his eyes as they flashed red hate for the villains in front of him.

"Hey sweetie. Are you okay?" Chichi whispered stroking Gohan's hair out of his eyes, "You still have a fever…"

Gohan let out a small sigh and brought his mother's warm hand to his cheek. He loved her touch on his skin…


"Ready? I'm gonna give you all I've got okay?" Goku smiled, "You just try to avoid me."

"Gotcha dad!" Gohan replied ecstatically. "Just you watch out for me!"

Would he ever see them again? Could he ever get out of the hell hole he had been thrown into?

Gohan woke up to find himself in the mud. He let out a slight cough as blood exited his mouth and dribbled down his chin. He could barely find the strength to push himself upwards. What had happened? Where were the androids? Where was he?

He looked up to see Pan and Trunks' limp bodies lay eagle spread on the mud beside him. The androids were gone but Gohan knew somehow that they had gotten away. Something wasn't right.

Gohan searched his memory for the fight but found nothing. His rage must have been to unbearable… Gohan pushed himself up only to find blood spilling from a gash in his chest. Obviously the battle had been a tough one. But that was strange with all that power he should have been able to destroy them quite easily…

"The child is a ghost," 17 muttered. "It was like he couldn't even hit us. I felt his fist go through my face…"

"It is strange that we could hurt this ghost but he couldn't harm us," 18 snapped as they continued flying to the next city. "It was if someone was trying to protect us."

"Or protect this time…" 17 said suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" 18 growled, "Tell me!"

"It's like the plot in any basic Scifi movie. Time paradoxes. He… he must be Goshen or whatever that guy was. He looks remarkably like him, doesn't he?"

"Gohan is dead."

"This is were my guess comes in. Maybe there are two Gohans. One in this dimension and another in another dimension."

"You lost me."

"Think about it sis. It makes sense. Maybe that child is from a dimension that could be changed if he hurts us."

"Maybe…"

To Be Continued…
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To put more meat on this issue I will explain it better. Gohan fell into this dimension without the use of a time machine. Anything he does here will count for his timeline. The way he got through will be explained in later chapters. It has to do with a goofy guy in heaven.