The New Generation
Ch 3 Goten Defeats Gohan
Piccolo's mind tried to process what he was seeing. It made no sense. He'd gone over every detail. Hell, he'd even lowered himself to searching Kami and Nail's memories. So how could this have happened?
When the egg had split he had immediately noticed the presence of not one but two infants. A surprise certainly, but not unheard of. Dende himself was a result of such an occurrence. It was the other oddities that had sent him catatonic. All Namekians, and even the demonic offspring of the original Piccolo, were green. Not his kids, one was red and the other blue. Each had solid coloring, lacking the markings of color on their forearms and other areas. Their skin also had just the slightest hint of scales.
At least they weren't evil. They had the neutral feel of all newborns. He knew this because he had checked at least a half dozen times in the time it took Chi to finish squealing and pick up the children. By the time she had bathed them, given each a baby bottle of water, and placed them in the crib with Goten, Piccolo had made his decision. Since his progeny hadn't turned out to be demonic he would simply accept them as unique and devote himself to their care as opposed to pursuing a mystery he thought was probably just a blunder on his part. With his mind made up he went to help Chi prepare supper. He might even eat a little himself tonight, seeing as he'd used up so much energy on his offspring.
***** Chichi woke to an agonized scream. It took her only a moment to recognize her elder son's voice and she was up and running instantly. It had been nearly six months since the three infants had filled the empty spot in her heart. She had realized early on, though, that even love was no substitute for stamina and had made Gohan and Piccolo take turns sleeping in the boy's room. Tonight it was Gohan's turn to attend the children when they inevitably woke up.
Wham!
She wasn't very polite in untangling herself from the pile of white cape and green skin. Her son's voice had dropped to quiet whimpers of pain, so it was understandable if she maybe over-used her elbows while getting up. "Gohan," she called when she was up again, "what's wrong?"
"M-mom," the reply was weak," could... could you please get him to let go?"
Let go of what? She thought for a confused moment. Then she saw it. Her face went pale white, then deepened to crimson. " Gohan, where did that... that... tail come from?" Her voice was shrill, of course, but surprisingly she didn't faint.
Piccolo was another matter.
***** Fifteen minutes ago Gohan had been brought to his knees by his little brother. Now he it was his mother's turn. He hadn't heard one of his mother's rants since before the Cell Games and he'd forgotten how repetitive they were. She called him a punk, a slacker martial artist, and juvenile delinquent who would amount to nothing in his life. Great, he thought, here comes the list of those responsible.
"I blame your father and those slacker friends of his," her voice began rising in pitch, "Krillin and Yamcha and that pervert Roshi and Vegeta." She paused for breath.
Vegeta and my father friends?
"And," she'd started again, "Tien and Me, where did I go wrong, and that demon and." She trailed off.
She still calls me that, kid?
Gohan looked to where his sensei was nursing a bump he'd gotten when he fainted. Nothing personal Mr. Piccolo, I think she has these written out somewhere. They're always the same.
"Gohan. Gohan listen to me." He looked up at his glaring mother.
"Yes kaasan," he decided to try a formal approach.
"We'll have Bulma remove that tail tomorrow."
"B-but mom."
"No buts young man, the tail goes. And that's final."
"No"
"What did you say?"
"I said no, mom." He looked at her defiantly. "I'm keeping my tail." Oh crap. What have I done? His mother didn't yell. She didn't raise her hand as he'd half feared. She simply sank into a chair with a shocked look on her face. What's going on, he thought. Then it hit him. He remembered the last time he had defied her. It was when Piccolo died. Krillin and Bulma were going to Namek and he had said he was going as well. His father had thought it was a great idea and had encouraged him and his mother had simply looked around and then got a defeated look on her face.
But his father wasn't here to save him now. Tears began to well up in his eyes. Air. I need air. Can't breathe. Everything's so close. Before he knew it he was outside and flying as fast as he could. He didn't know where he was going; his only thought was escape. It began to get colder. The cold was sapping his ability to fly. Good, the cold should numb me.
The shock of snow when he finally fell barely registered. He ran for awhile but began to slow before long. He had slowed to a trudge when he came across the large cabin. Gohan made the mistake of stopping to consider if he should turn back or just go around the place. That was his last thought before darkness took him.
A/N: Sorry Sorry Sorry. I apologize for the short, cliffhanger chapter. Could anyone who reviews please help me out. I need some ideas as to who should be in the cabin. And possibly some ideas on how to get Gohan home and get Chichi to forgive him. Please?
Ch 3 Goten Defeats Gohan
Piccolo's mind tried to process what he was seeing. It made no sense. He'd gone over every detail. Hell, he'd even lowered himself to searching Kami and Nail's memories. So how could this have happened?
When the egg had split he had immediately noticed the presence of not one but two infants. A surprise certainly, but not unheard of. Dende himself was a result of such an occurrence. It was the other oddities that had sent him catatonic. All Namekians, and even the demonic offspring of the original Piccolo, were green. Not his kids, one was red and the other blue. Each had solid coloring, lacking the markings of color on their forearms and other areas. Their skin also had just the slightest hint of scales.
At least they weren't evil. They had the neutral feel of all newborns. He knew this because he had checked at least a half dozen times in the time it took Chi to finish squealing and pick up the children. By the time she had bathed them, given each a baby bottle of water, and placed them in the crib with Goten, Piccolo had made his decision. Since his progeny hadn't turned out to be demonic he would simply accept them as unique and devote himself to their care as opposed to pursuing a mystery he thought was probably just a blunder on his part. With his mind made up he went to help Chi prepare supper. He might even eat a little himself tonight, seeing as he'd used up so much energy on his offspring.
***** Chichi woke to an agonized scream. It took her only a moment to recognize her elder son's voice and she was up and running instantly. It had been nearly six months since the three infants had filled the empty spot in her heart. She had realized early on, though, that even love was no substitute for stamina and had made Gohan and Piccolo take turns sleeping in the boy's room. Tonight it was Gohan's turn to attend the children when they inevitably woke up.
Wham!
She wasn't very polite in untangling herself from the pile of white cape and green skin. Her son's voice had dropped to quiet whimpers of pain, so it was understandable if she maybe over-used her elbows while getting up. "Gohan," she called when she was up again, "what's wrong?"
"M-mom," the reply was weak," could... could you please get him to let go?"
Let go of what? She thought for a confused moment. Then she saw it. Her face went pale white, then deepened to crimson. " Gohan, where did that... that... tail come from?" Her voice was shrill, of course, but surprisingly she didn't faint.
Piccolo was another matter.
***** Fifteen minutes ago Gohan had been brought to his knees by his little brother. Now he it was his mother's turn. He hadn't heard one of his mother's rants since before the Cell Games and he'd forgotten how repetitive they were. She called him a punk, a slacker martial artist, and juvenile delinquent who would amount to nothing in his life. Great, he thought, here comes the list of those responsible.
"I blame your father and those slacker friends of his," her voice began rising in pitch, "Krillin and Yamcha and that pervert Roshi and Vegeta." She paused for breath.
Vegeta and my father friends?
"And," she'd started again, "Tien and Me, where did I go wrong, and that demon and." She trailed off.
She still calls me that, kid?
Gohan looked to where his sensei was nursing a bump he'd gotten when he fainted. Nothing personal Mr. Piccolo, I think she has these written out somewhere. They're always the same.
"Gohan. Gohan listen to me." He looked up at his glaring mother.
"Yes kaasan," he decided to try a formal approach.
"We'll have Bulma remove that tail tomorrow."
"B-but mom."
"No buts young man, the tail goes. And that's final."
"No"
"What did you say?"
"I said no, mom." He looked at her defiantly. "I'm keeping my tail." Oh crap. What have I done? His mother didn't yell. She didn't raise her hand as he'd half feared. She simply sank into a chair with a shocked look on her face. What's going on, he thought. Then it hit him. He remembered the last time he had defied her. It was when Piccolo died. Krillin and Bulma were going to Namek and he had said he was going as well. His father had thought it was a great idea and had encouraged him and his mother had simply looked around and then got a defeated look on her face.
But his father wasn't here to save him now. Tears began to well up in his eyes. Air. I need air. Can't breathe. Everything's so close. Before he knew it he was outside and flying as fast as he could. He didn't know where he was going; his only thought was escape. It began to get colder. The cold was sapping his ability to fly. Good, the cold should numb me.
The shock of snow when he finally fell barely registered. He ran for awhile but began to slow before long. He had slowed to a trudge when he came across the large cabin. Gohan made the mistake of stopping to consider if he should turn back or just go around the place. That was his last thought before darkness took him.
A/N: Sorry Sorry Sorry. I apologize for the short, cliffhanger chapter. Could anyone who reviews please help me out. I need some ideas as to who should be in the cabin. And possibly some ideas on how to get Gohan home and get Chichi to forgive him. Please?