Okay... I should warn that parts of this chapter are flash backs... I have
divided the sections to hopefully avoid some confusion. -;
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Chapter 10
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The hybrid saiyan's limp body was being carried into Frieza's space ship. His ki energy was very low to what other warriors on Frieza's ship found. Their scouters could barely detect the hybrids. The youngest of the four saiyans carried the young teen over his shoulder with an emotionless expression on his face.
As the four walked down the familiar walkways, Gohan slowly opened his burning eyes. He made it look as if he was still knocked out. He was covered in his own dried blood. It had been two weeks since his father's saiyan comrades had arrived on earth.
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Gohan, as the Legendary Super Saiyan, slowly crept up to Nappa; his smirk twisted making him look more evil than innocent that what he was when he was younger. His power jumped as he reached the three-saiyan warriors.
"Well, well, well. What do we have HERE?" and by emphasizing that word, his fist rammed quickly into Nappa's gut. The force crushed many of his internal organs and his bones were heard as they cracked. Gohan's smirk deepened as he noticed the blood coming from the older saiyan's mouth. It seemed to be gushing out, which was slowly making him bleed to death.
Goku stood back as he folded his arms, and watched the whole display of gore. It was sickly satisfying to the warrior as he watched his own flesh and blood killing these grown men, who at one time, over powered him.
Gohan turned his head as he faced Raditz. The hatred in his eyes was visibly seen.
The long locked saiyan backed up slowly as he noticed the killing gaze of the teen. "Ah. Uncle Raditz. Long time no see!" he stated as he slowly crept up to his uncle. He was acting as if he were a lion stalking his prey. Raditz was the prey.
The older saiyan backed up as the gaze of the teen began to really unnerve him. He noticed out of the corner of his eye how bad Nappa was suffering, and from only one blow! The prince was also trying to get back up. His injuries weren't as life threatening as Nappa's were.
"Do you know how long I have wanted to do this, Raditz?" asked Gohan as he powered up even more. "Do you know how long I HAVE?!" his power increased even more. His aurora became brighter and a few lighting bolts were noticed crackling around him. "DO YOU?!"
The teen hurled the mother of all attacks at Raditz full speed. All he could do was try and shield his body from the attack.
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Gohan felt himself being thrown to the cold chrome ground. He slightly winced as he tried to sit up. His gaze went up as he noticed a short, but muscular white lizard. He could tell this creature was very, VERY powerful. The only way in which it could be destroyed was if he went Super Saiyan. He wouldn't show his power... yet.
"You found another saiyan?" asked Frieza bored. "How wonderful." Gohan inwardly growled, 'How wonderful?! How wonderful my ass!' He lifted his head as he gazed onto the eyes of the tyrant.
Frieza.
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Gohan waited as he looked on as the power totally engulfed the wounded saiyan warrior. The teen fell to his knees, and his super saiyan form had left as he used the last of his energy.
As the smoke cleared, Goku stood before his brother gasping for much needed air. He was able to keep his brother safe from this rage attack. Now his son was completely drained. The younger full-blooded saiyan turned to his brother, sending a cold glare into his direction.
"You're lucky that I was feeling sorry for you at that moment, brother." He spit out that last part as his glare remained. His brother was still very wounded, and bleeding from the attack Goku had on him earlier.
Raditz fell to the ground and he tried to sit up, to support himself. "B-but... w-why?" His voice was barely above a whisper. Why had his brother shown pity on him? Sure, he was glad to be alive! But he couldn't accept the fact that his brother, who now hated him, saved him from his nephew's wrath.
"It isn't your turn..." Goku took in a few more breaths of much needed air, "... to die..." Goku powered down, as he stood strait, and slowly made his way to Nappa.
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The cold lizard, the saiyans master; he was the most feared in the land. And here he was, facing the most powerful evil.
"He looks like a child," stated Frieza as he stood up and took a better look at the teen. Gohan remained silent.
"Yes. He is a teen, a very strong teen of a dead saiyan," answered the father of the child. 'Yeah... dead to Kakarot he is...' thought Goku inwardly.
"A hybrid I assume?" asked Frieza as he grabbed the teen's jaw. He looked over his features. "You must have had some battle with him." The fiend looked up to the warriors, "All your armor is ruined."
"Yes sire. He is a powerful one," stated Vegeta as he looked down to Gohan. "But it was nothing we couldn't handle. We thought he could be a valuable warrior for this army."
Frieza smirked. "Yes. Of course." Frieza looked up to the youngest full-blooded saiyan warrior. "Just as Kakarot once was." Goku had to bite his tongue, "But he turned into one of my finest, and loyalist warriors." Frieza turned around from the warriors. He pulled up his glass of wine and he took a sip before stating, "You may train him. But if you have a hard time breaking him, please bring him to me." His head was tilted slightly so his face could be slightly seen; an evil smirk was noticed by the five, "It wouldn't be a problem for me at all."
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Gohan woke up slowly as he lazily blinked his eyes open. He was so sore. He must have been training hard again... but he didn't seem to remember what he was training for!
He felt around with his hands. He was on a soft but firm surface. He was in bed. He seemed to relax more as he felt his body become limp once more. He took in a few more deep breaths before he opened his eyes all the way.
When his vision seemed to clear, his dad's genuine smile graced his face. "Good after noon son." Gohan could only groan for the moment.
"Dad?" asked Gohan; his eyes seemed to droop.
"Yes, son?"
Gohan gave a small yawn, "What happened to those saiyans? Are they dead?"
There was a slight pause. "You can't get rid of us that easily, brat," answered the raspy voice. Gohan's eyes shot open as he shot up from his lying position to sit upright. He and his dad weren't the only one's in the room. The three other saiyans were there too. However, they didn't seem to have the bloodlust look in their eyes. They all seemed to be curious if Gohan would survive or not.
"So... you survived," stated Raditz as he leaned on the far wall. Gohan glared to the older man. "But I must say," he paused for a minute before he smirked, "That Super Saiyan transformation kicked some serious ass!"
After that comment, the tension in the room seemed to vanish as the bald saiyan; Nappa gave a small smirk to the teen and patted him on the back.
"That was awesome! I haven't had a good ass kicking like that in a long time! You do fight as a true saiyan warrior." And what Gohan didn't realize that this was a major comment since he was an elite warrior an all...
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Gohan was surrounded by the saiyans as they crowded around him on all four sides, completely surrounded. He looked up to the two saiyans before him leading the way. It was Nappa and Vegeta. They both kept their heads up as if prepared to attack at any time. Their faces were emotionless. He looked back. His uncle was standing on his right, his father standing at his left as they continued to walk.
Gohan looked around at his surroundings. The hall they were walking in was a bit unnerving. It seemed dead. It showed that there were prisoners here. Who was he kidding? He was now a prisoner here as his father, uncle, and the two others of his father's race.
The grounds of the hall were dull. Very dull and gray they were. Who was he kidding? He would have to live here as the others, and try to adapt to this life style... for a while that is.
He noticed some of the other warriors in the room. All stared at Gohan as if he was a piece of fresh meat. Of course he was. He was young and innocent who had yet to experience the reality of this horrible life. Most thought of him as a weakling since their scouters only picked up a reading of One-Thousand from him. It was pitiful that he would give these four strong warriors of his some race some trouble. What they didn't know was Gohan was suppressing his energy by... let's say about... Five Million?
Gohan noticed some of these warriors were completely loyal to Frieza. He must have lied to them, and brainwashed them to only grant his wishes. Gohan also passed by warriors who seemed to have a shadow looming in their eyes.
The word that could easily describe that emotion was depression. They must have been taken from their home, and tortured to be in this army. It looked like they were suffering from family loss. Gohan could easily relate to that. He looked up to the ceiling. He just hoped that his mother, Chichi, wasn't worried sick about him. He didn't want to bring her to an early death! Sure he now had his dad, and his uncle... but he was half way across the galaxy from his mother, and he loved her dearly. He just hoped he could get to her very soon, sooner than he had planned.
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When Gohan awoke the second time that day, his mother was there to greet him with a tearful smile. When he gave her a grin, she immediately embraced him in a huge hug. She began to sob as she held her only son close to her.
"Gohan! I was so worried when your father brought you in a few days ago!!! I had thought the worst would happen!!" She stared into his eyes even though she had tears in them, "Don't you EVER do that to me again! Do you hear?!"
Gohan could only give a nervous chuckle as he completely sat up from the bed. "I'll do my best next time, mom." Satisfied with his answer, she gave a nod as she stood back up.
"I'm glad you're alright."
"Mom?" asked Gohan as he looked up to her.
She turned back to the hybrid teen, "Yes?"
"How long have I been out?" Chichi gave a small smile as she looked to the ground for a moment before replying.
"It's been five days, son. From what Goku was telling me, you had used up much of your energy!" she patted him on the shoulder. "But I'm glad that the saiyans aren't going to be taking your father. They've actually have seemed to loosen up a bit since the fact that you have become more powerful with this 'Super Saiyan' thing has sunk into their skin. They're actually really nice guys... but I guess this evil villain that has them to do his dirty work is causing them to have these shells built up around them."
She paused for a moment before she looked up to her son with a smile. "I'm glad that you trained all these years. These feared warriors fear you, and they completely honor you for being this strong. But if you ever do something risky, please promise me one thing."
Gohan nodded as he continued to listen on, "Please promise me that you will stay safe, and keep yourself alive. I do not want to be losing my little boy as I have my husband." She grabbed his hands and looked into his eyes. "Please promise me that much."
Gohan looked down to his mother's hands and he bit his lip. He looked back up to her, and nodded. He didn't have the heart to break this promise to his mother. He couldn't see her become heartbroken once more. He gave a small gulp as he looked down. "I'll... do my best mom..." His mother grabbed him in her arms once more into a big hug.
Gohan froze for a moment, till he hugged her back. He failed to notice the four, saiyan warriors, and the blue haired female scientist watch this affectionate display. This was usually a rare sight for the saiyans to see since their lives were about killing, not caring.
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The saiyan teen was nudged into a doorway. Gohan followed behind Nappa and Vegeta as they entered. He looked around the poorly lit room. He noticed there were three sets of bunk beds in the room. The room was very small. It was smaller than his current room! He could tell that this only for sleeping.
As he walked into the room, he noticed the bunk bed in the middle was new. It must have been sent in because of Gohan. And the room was very, VERY crowded. Gohan looked to the bed. All it was was a board covered in a sheet so the splinters wouldn't come and harm. But since the fabric was so thin, splinters would come anyways. It seemed very uncomfortable. The mattress looked to be as if it was filled with concrete. This was nothing like home. He looked up to the dark ceiling. Oh how he missed home.
His stomach rumbled as he thought about his mother's cooking. It sounded wonderful right about now. The other saiyan warriors looked to Gohan as he rubbed his tummy. He gave a nervous chuckle.
"I... guess I need to eat something..." he muttered. The men looked at him sympathetically.
"I must state, that the food here isn't good cuisine as Kakarot's mate had made for us. If you're not careful, this stuff could eat you inside out," stated Vegeta as he lay on one of the top bunks. The prince closed his eyes.
"I would even take that blue haired harpy's cooking any day than eat this crap they call food," muttered the prince as he began to rest.
Gohan shook his head as he looked to the three other saiyans. "Is it true?" asked the teen as he slightly chuckled.
Raditz nodded, "Yes, very much so. If you had thought that woman's cooking would kill you, this food for sure would if you ate too much of it. We take so many missions so we could stalk up on food there with out having to worry about the stuff here."
Gohan gave a slight chuckle. "Well then, I guess I'm glad that Bulma and Mom prepared this for me!" He pulled out a Capsule and tossed it to the ground. And on the ground, it turned into a Capsule Case. It was a larger model to hold more capsules. The men gazed at the teen in amazement as he pulled out one of the Capsules and tossed it to the empty bed. Out came a whole mountain of food.
"Mom had wanted to make sure that we came back safe, same with Bulma. They were worried when we informed them of this dangerous plan..."
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Goku sat at the table with the other saiyan warriors. A very somber expression was on his face as he turned to his son. "I think I might be going back to the space station with my comrades."
Gohan froze. Did he just hear right? "G-going back?" asked Gohan as he began to shake. "B-but you just came here!" He looked up to his dad; his eyes were becoming tearful. "Why are you doing this to us?! To me, to mom, to all of your friends here on earth who have hoped for your safety for ten years?!"
His power slowly began to rise. Goku and the other saiyans could feel it. The father of this hybrid teen had to think fast before he became super again!
"Look! Gohan! We were planning on staying there, but only to destroy Frieza's army! After you had beaten the tar out of all of us those few days ago, we had become much stronger!" He placed a calming hand on his son's shoulder. "We might be back with in a few weeks..."
That bit of information didn't help Gohan one bit. He growled and powered up once more turning super. Tears were seen coming from the teen's eyes.
"No, I will NOT let them take you again!" he exclaimed as teal eyes began to shine. The tears became freer flowing.
"Gohan I-"
The teen snarled at his father. "Don't Gohan me!" he snapped back. "Don't you realize what your lack of presence has done to me?! I have become a warrior! A WARRIOR!" he exclaimed as his power began to rise even higher. The tears continued to flow.
"I-I n-never wanted t-to be a warrior..." he hastily wiped away the tears. "But I had to!"
His power continued to grow.
Goku bit his lip. "Gohan... I didn't want to bring you into this-"
"I never wanted to be a WARRIOR!" he screamed; light began to flood the dim room.
The other saiyans had to turn away. This teen's power was incredible! It was greater than they had imagined! It was then that they discovered the key of unleashing that kind of power. It was incredible, and it was all linked to the teen's emotions.
"GOHAN! Listen to me for ONE MINUTE!" shouted Goku as he grabbed the teen's shoulders. He was able to look at his son as he started to calm down somewhat. The power began to slow down. The light became dimmer allowing everyone to gaze upon the golden warrior.
"Look... I didn't want to bring you into this matter, because I don't want you to get hurt," stated the teen's father as he looked into his son's eyes.
"The kid has more power than what we could ever possess!" exclaimed Nappa with crossed arms. "It's obvious that he is the one who can defeat Frieza!"
Gohan looked back to his father blinking away more tears that threatened to fall. "Is what he says... true? I can defeat Frieza?" asked Gohan.
The young full-blooded saiyan paused for a moment more before he nodded. "Y-yes... But I had wanted to keep you out of this matter. You're too young to be experiencing what I have been forced to go thru-"
"Dad. If I'm the only one who can defeat this tyrant, then so be it. I will go at any costs." He gave them a small smile as he completely powered down and out of Super Saiyan. "So... is there a plan yet? Does mom know?" asked Gohan as he looked to the older men.
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All of the full-blooded saiyans dove at the food. They had rarely eaten during the time of a few weeks due to the space trip. And they weren't planning on eating anytime soon with the food at the space station. But fresh food from earth? They were pigging out! These food-preserving Capsules sure did come in handy! Gohan had managed to take a few things that would settle his stomach.
And when the food was gone, all gave a contented sigh as the leaned back in their own beds.
"I'm so glad that my wife is such a good cook! She makes the best meals!" stated Goku as he smiled. He would love to see his wife very soon. He dearly missed her as it is since he was many light years away from her.
Raditz gave a chuckle. "Well, I'm glad she was smart enough to send food with my nephew."
Goku laughed, "She must have thought the stuff here would have made Gohan skin and bones."
"So, kid," started Nappa as he placed his hands under his head using them as a pillow, "What else did you have in those Capsules?"
Gohan looked back at the case as he placed the empty capsule back in its place, "Since this case holds twenty capsules... I'd say we have enough food to last us a few days... Bulma had put in some new armor that she created just recently. The uniform is said to be stronger than the material used in your current one," he added as he pointed to the black capsule. "Bulma had also put in a new space ship, that was designed from my dad's space pod." He held up a dark blue capsule that sat next to the armor capsule. "It's been upgraded so we all could fit into it, and it's able to go at faster speeds than the space pods we had arrived in." He placed it back in the holder. "There are also a few random items that my mom had put into the bag... and she even gave me homework assignments..." He shook his head as he closed the container up and en-capsuled it up. He placed it in a safe pocket that was in his shirt.
"The other capsules are of food and water. It's only if there isn't anything else to eat or drink," warned Gohan as he looked to all four. The paused waiting to see if any would speak up. None did, so he continued.
"So... I hope this mission is only a few days... I would really hate to be here longer... I don't know how long I would be able to hold up here with out losing control!" stated Gohan.
The teen's dad chuckled, "We're trying to make this a good clean fight. All we need to do is to get rid of about four-fifths of his army including his elite warriors. Then we can go in for the kill..."
"Yes... and then we could be as free as a bird as the others whom loath the tyrant," stated Vegeta as he spoke, "Do you think you're ready for your first kill?" asked the prince to the hybrid saiyan teen.
Gohan bit his lip as he began to relax in his bed, the hard bunk bed. "Yeah... I think I will..."
Vegeta's chuckle was the last thing heard by everyone as the light dimmed out and sleep claimed all the warriors.
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Chichi fell to the floor sobbing when the news was broken to her. She clung to her son as he stood there looking down at her broken form.
Gohan visibly gulped as he watched her cry. "Mom... I'll be back. There's nothing to worry about!" He gave her a hug. "I promise to be back."
Chichi's tears fell faster, "I don't want to lose you too!!! I don't want to lose you!" She hugged him tighter. "Please... please... don't go..."
Gohan let a tear escape his eye as he looked to his mother. "I'm sorry... but, if you don't want this tyrant to come and look for dad, then I must go after it and destroy it when I have the chance!"
Chichi bit her lip as more tears came down her face, "Gohan... I just- "
"I'll come back safe mom. After all," he gave her a sloppy smile, "I am a Super Saiyan." Chichi couldn't help but laugh slightly and she also began to hiccup too as she laughed, and cried.
All the other saiyans were in the room were silent, but the silence between the mother and son was broken when Bulma walked into the room with a container, and something small in her hand.
Gohan looked up to the blue haired scientist as she too gave him a hug. She then handed him the container, which she carried.
"It's a communicator incase if anything goes wrong, or if you need something. We could send a space pod up to a planet where you could pick it up." It was a small device that could be held in a person's ear. It had a clip so it could latch onto the side of the ear, and it was the color of a person's skin so it could be easily camouflaged. Gohan smiled.
"Thanks Bulma," he put it in his ear.
Bulma gave a nod as she added; "There's a small button on the side if you want to send us a message. Just press it, and speak of what's going on, or of what you need. The microphone that's planted into the device is very sensitive to hearing. I think it could pick up sounds and conversations from a few kilometers away. You'll also be able to hear conversations out of the ear; the material has been designed so it wouldn't affect your own hearing." She also slipped him a capsule that no one else noticed. "Keep safe Gohan." She gave him one more hug before she turned away.
Before the scientist left the room to make sure the space pods were ready to be used, Gohan noticed her glance at Vegeta sadly and he returned her gaze. The teen couldn't help but smile slightly. Maybe the prince did have a soft spot for others... just maybe...
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The room was dark, but Gohan was able to see the stars out in the night from the window beside his bed. He couldn't help but be in awe at how many there were! There must have been over millions of them! He gave a smile.
He had a better view of the heavens than when he was on earth. He looked out the window. 'I wonder if I could find the star of earth out there...' He was, after all, facing in the direction of where home was.
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I for some reason really, REALLY like this chapter... I don't know why though... But I'm thinking it might have to do with the fact that I was listening to my new CD while writing this; I guess it somewhat inspired me. Composer is 'Holst' the music he wrote was called, or titled, 'The Planets'. Of course... It's classical, but it's not the really, REALLY long boring orchestra music. I'd have to say; 'Mars- bringer of War, Jupiter- bringer of Jollity, and Neptune- the Mystic' are my favs on this CD. Anyways... to anyone who wants to listen to something while they read or write, I recommend this music. It's REALLY good! Anyways... now you have to do your part. Please give me suggestions or comment how this story is going by reviewing. Kays?
-Takuma
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Chapter 10
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The hybrid saiyan's limp body was being carried into Frieza's space ship. His ki energy was very low to what other warriors on Frieza's ship found. Their scouters could barely detect the hybrids. The youngest of the four saiyans carried the young teen over his shoulder with an emotionless expression on his face.
As the four walked down the familiar walkways, Gohan slowly opened his burning eyes. He made it look as if he was still knocked out. He was covered in his own dried blood. It had been two weeks since his father's saiyan comrades had arrived on earth.
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Gohan, as the Legendary Super Saiyan, slowly crept up to Nappa; his smirk twisted making him look more evil than innocent that what he was when he was younger. His power jumped as he reached the three-saiyan warriors.
"Well, well, well. What do we have HERE?" and by emphasizing that word, his fist rammed quickly into Nappa's gut. The force crushed many of his internal organs and his bones were heard as they cracked. Gohan's smirk deepened as he noticed the blood coming from the older saiyan's mouth. It seemed to be gushing out, which was slowly making him bleed to death.
Goku stood back as he folded his arms, and watched the whole display of gore. It was sickly satisfying to the warrior as he watched his own flesh and blood killing these grown men, who at one time, over powered him.
Gohan turned his head as he faced Raditz. The hatred in his eyes was visibly seen.
The long locked saiyan backed up slowly as he noticed the killing gaze of the teen. "Ah. Uncle Raditz. Long time no see!" he stated as he slowly crept up to his uncle. He was acting as if he were a lion stalking his prey. Raditz was the prey.
The older saiyan backed up as the gaze of the teen began to really unnerve him. He noticed out of the corner of his eye how bad Nappa was suffering, and from only one blow! The prince was also trying to get back up. His injuries weren't as life threatening as Nappa's were.
"Do you know how long I have wanted to do this, Raditz?" asked Gohan as he powered up even more. "Do you know how long I HAVE?!" his power increased even more. His aurora became brighter and a few lighting bolts were noticed crackling around him. "DO YOU?!"
The teen hurled the mother of all attacks at Raditz full speed. All he could do was try and shield his body from the attack.
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Gohan felt himself being thrown to the cold chrome ground. He slightly winced as he tried to sit up. His gaze went up as he noticed a short, but muscular white lizard. He could tell this creature was very, VERY powerful. The only way in which it could be destroyed was if he went Super Saiyan. He wouldn't show his power... yet.
"You found another saiyan?" asked Frieza bored. "How wonderful." Gohan inwardly growled, 'How wonderful?! How wonderful my ass!' He lifted his head as he gazed onto the eyes of the tyrant.
Frieza.
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Gohan waited as he looked on as the power totally engulfed the wounded saiyan warrior. The teen fell to his knees, and his super saiyan form had left as he used the last of his energy.
As the smoke cleared, Goku stood before his brother gasping for much needed air. He was able to keep his brother safe from this rage attack. Now his son was completely drained. The younger full-blooded saiyan turned to his brother, sending a cold glare into his direction.
"You're lucky that I was feeling sorry for you at that moment, brother." He spit out that last part as his glare remained. His brother was still very wounded, and bleeding from the attack Goku had on him earlier.
Raditz fell to the ground and he tried to sit up, to support himself. "B-but... w-why?" His voice was barely above a whisper. Why had his brother shown pity on him? Sure, he was glad to be alive! But he couldn't accept the fact that his brother, who now hated him, saved him from his nephew's wrath.
"It isn't your turn..." Goku took in a few more breaths of much needed air, "... to die..." Goku powered down, as he stood strait, and slowly made his way to Nappa.
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The cold lizard, the saiyans master; he was the most feared in the land. And here he was, facing the most powerful evil.
"He looks like a child," stated Frieza as he stood up and took a better look at the teen. Gohan remained silent.
"Yes. He is a teen, a very strong teen of a dead saiyan," answered the father of the child. 'Yeah... dead to Kakarot he is...' thought Goku inwardly.
"A hybrid I assume?" asked Frieza as he grabbed the teen's jaw. He looked over his features. "You must have had some battle with him." The fiend looked up to the warriors, "All your armor is ruined."
"Yes sire. He is a powerful one," stated Vegeta as he looked down to Gohan. "But it was nothing we couldn't handle. We thought he could be a valuable warrior for this army."
Frieza smirked. "Yes. Of course." Frieza looked up to the youngest full-blooded saiyan warrior. "Just as Kakarot once was." Goku had to bite his tongue, "But he turned into one of my finest, and loyalist warriors." Frieza turned around from the warriors. He pulled up his glass of wine and he took a sip before stating, "You may train him. But if you have a hard time breaking him, please bring him to me." His head was tilted slightly so his face could be slightly seen; an evil smirk was noticed by the five, "It wouldn't be a problem for me at all."
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Gohan woke up slowly as he lazily blinked his eyes open. He was so sore. He must have been training hard again... but he didn't seem to remember what he was training for!
He felt around with his hands. He was on a soft but firm surface. He was in bed. He seemed to relax more as he felt his body become limp once more. He took in a few more deep breaths before he opened his eyes all the way.
When his vision seemed to clear, his dad's genuine smile graced his face. "Good after noon son." Gohan could only groan for the moment.
"Dad?" asked Gohan; his eyes seemed to droop.
"Yes, son?"
Gohan gave a small yawn, "What happened to those saiyans? Are they dead?"
There was a slight pause. "You can't get rid of us that easily, brat," answered the raspy voice. Gohan's eyes shot open as he shot up from his lying position to sit upright. He and his dad weren't the only one's in the room. The three other saiyans were there too. However, they didn't seem to have the bloodlust look in their eyes. They all seemed to be curious if Gohan would survive or not.
"So... you survived," stated Raditz as he leaned on the far wall. Gohan glared to the older man. "But I must say," he paused for a minute before he smirked, "That Super Saiyan transformation kicked some serious ass!"
After that comment, the tension in the room seemed to vanish as the bald saiyan; Nappa gave a small smirk to the teen and patted him on the back.
"That was awesome! I haven't had a good ass kicking like that in a long time! You do fight as a true saiyan warrior." And what Gohan didn't realize that this was a major comment since he was an elite warrior an all...
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Gohan was surrounded by the saiyans as they crowded around him on all four sides, completely surrounded. He looked up to the two saiyans before him leading the way. It was Nappa and Vegeta. They both kept their heads up as if prepared to attack at any time. Their faces were emotionless. He looked back. His uncle was standing on his right, his father standing at his left as they continued to walk.
Gohan looked around at his surroundings. The hall they were walking in was a bit unnerving. It seemed dead. It showed that there were prisoners here. Who was he kidding? He was now a prisoner here as his father, uncle, and the two others of his father's race.
The grounds of the hall were dull. Very dull and gray they were. Who was he kidding? He would have to live here as the others, and try to adapt to this life style... for a while that is.
He noticed some of the other warriors in the room. All stared at Gohan as if he was a piece of fresh meat. Of course he was. He was young and innocent who had yet to experience the reality of this horrible life. Most thought of him as a weakling since their scouters only picked up a reading of One-Thousand from him. It was pitiful that he would give these four strong warriors of his some race some trouble. What they didn't know was Gohan was suppressing his energy by... let's say about... Five Million?
Gohan noticed some of these warriors were completely loyal to Frieza. He must have lied to them, and brainwashed them to only grant his wishes. Gohan also passed by warriors who seemed to have a shadow looming in their eyes.
The word that could easily describe that emotion was depression. They must have been taken from their home, and tortured to be in this army. It looked like they were suffering from family loss. Gohan could easily relate to that. He looked up to the ceiling. He just hoped that his mother, Chichi, wasn't worried sick about him. He didn't want to bring her to an early death! Sure he now had his dad, and his uncle... but he was half way across the galaxy from his mother, and he loved her dearly. He just hoped he could get to her very soon, sooner than he had planned.
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When Gohan awoke the second time that day, his mother was there to greet him with a tearful smile. When he gave her a grin, she immediately embraced him in a huge hug. She began to sob as she held her only son close to her.
"Gohan! I was so worried when your father brought you in a few days ago!!! I had thought the worst would happen!!" She stared into his eyes even though she had tears in them, "Don't you EVER do that to me again! Do you hear?!"
Gohan could only give a nervous chuckle as he completely sat up from the bed. "I'll do my best next time, mom." Satisfied with his answer, she gave a nod as she stood back up.
"I'm glad you're alright."
"Mom?" asked Gohan as he looked up to her.
She turned back to the hybrid teen, "Yes?"
"How long have I been out?" Chichi gave a small smile as she looked to the ground for a moment before replying.
"It's been five days, son. From what Goku was telling me, you had used up much of your energy!" she patted him on the shoulder. "But I'm glad that the saiyans aren't going to be taking your father. They've actually have seemed to loosen up a bit since the fact that you have become more powerful with this 'Super Saiyan' thing has sunk into their skin. They're actually really nice guys... but I guess this evil villain that has them to do his dirty work is causing them to have these shells built up around them."
She paused for a moment before she looked up to her son with a smile. "I'm glad that you trained all these years. These feared warriors fear you, and they completely honor you for being this strong. But if you ever do something risky, please promise me one thing."
Gohan nodded as he continued to listen on, "Please promise me that you will stay safe, and keep yourself alive. I do not want to be losing my little boy as I have my husband." She grabbed his hands and looked into his eyes. "Please promise me that much."
Gohan looked down to his mother's hands and he bit his lip. He looked back up to her, and nodded. He didn't have the heart to break this promise to his mother. He couldn't see her become heartbroken once more. He gave a small gulp as he looked down. "I'll... do my best mom..." His mother grabbed him in her arms once more into a big hug.
Gohan froze for a moment, till he hugged her back. He failed to notice the four, saiyan warriors, and the blue haired female scientist watch this affectionate display. This was usually a rare sight for the saiyans to see since their lives were about killing, not caring.
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The saiyan teen was nudged into a doorway. Gohan followed behind Nappa and Vegeta as they entered. He looked around the poorly lit room. He noticed there were three sets of bunk beds in the room. The room was very small. It was smaller than his current room! He could tell that this only for sleeping.
As he walked into the room, he noticed the bunk bed in the middle was new. It must have been sent in because of Gohan. And the room was very, VERY crowded. Gohan looked to the bed. All it was was a board covered in a sheet so the splinters wouldn't come and harm. But since the fabric was so thin, splinters would come anyways. It seemed very uncomfortable. The mattress looked to be as if it was filled with concrete. This was nothing like home. He looked up to the dark ceiling. Oh how he missed home.
His stomach rumbled as he thought about his mother's cooking. It sounded wonderful right about now. The other saiyan warriors looked to Gohan as he rubbed his tummy. He gave a nervous chuckle.
"I... guess I need to eat something..." he muttered. The men looked at him sympathetically.
"I must state, that the food here isn't good cuisine as Kakarot's mate had made for us. If you're not careful, this stuff could eat you inside out," stated Vegeta as he lay on one of the top bunks. The prince closed his eyes.
"I would even take that blue haired harpy's cooking any day than eat this crap they call food," muttered the prince as he began to rest.
Gohan shook his head as he looked to the three other saiyans. "Is it true?" asked the teen as he slightly chuckled.
Raditz nodded, "Yes, very much so. If you had thought that woman's cooking would kill you, this food for sure would if you ate too much of it. We take so many missions so we could stalk up on food there with out having to worry about the stuff here."
Gohan gave a slight chuckle. "Well then, I guess I'm glad that Bulma and Mom prepared this for me!" He pulled out a Capsule and tossed it to the ground. And on the ground, it turned into a Capsule Case. It was a larger model to hold more capsules. The men gazed at the teen in amazement as he pulled out one of the Capsules and tossed it to the empty bed. Out came a whole mountain of food.
"Mom had wanted to make sure that we came back safe, same with Bulma. They were worried when we informed them of this dangerous plan..."
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Goku sat at the table with the other saiyan warriors. A very somber expression was on his face as he turned to his son. "I think I might be going back to the space station with my comrades."
Gohan froze. Did he just hear right? "G-going back?" asked Gohan as he began to shake. "B-but you just came here!" He looked up to his dad; his eyes were becoming tearful. "Why are you doing this to us?! To me, to mom, to all of your friends here on earth who have hoped for your safety for ten years?!"
His power slowly began to rise. Goku and the other saiyans could feel it. The father of this hybrid teen had to think fast before he became super again!
"Look! Gohan! We were planning on staying there, but only to destroy Frieza's army! After you had beaten the tar out of all of us those few days ago, we had become much stronger!" He placed a calming hand on his son's shoulder. "We might be back with in a few weeks..."
That bit of information didn't help Gohan one bit. He growled and powered up once more turning super. Tears were seen coming from the teen's eyes.
"No, I will NOT let them take you again!" he exclaimed as teal eyes began to shine. The tears became freer flowing.
"Gohan I-"
The teen snarled at his father. "Don't Gohan me!" he snapped back. "Don't you realize what your lack of presence has done to me?! I have become a warrior! A WARRIOR!" he exclaimed as his power began to rise even higher. The tears continued to flow.
"I-I n-never wanted t-to be a warrior..." he hastily wiped away the tears. "But I had to!"
His power continued to grow.
Goku bit his lip. "Gohan... I didn't want to bring you into this-"
"I never wanted to be a WARRIOR!" he screamed; light began to flood the dim room.
The other saiyans had to turn away. This teen's power was incredible! It was greater than they had imagined! It was then that they discovered the key of unleashing that kind of power. It was incredible, and it was all linked to the teen's emotions.
"GOHAN! Listen to me for ONE MINUTE!" shouted Goku as he grabbed the teen's shoulders. He was able to look at his son as he started to calm down somewhat. The power began to slow down. The light became dimmer allowing everyone to gaze upon the golden warrior.
"Look... I didn't want to bring you into this matter, because I don't want you to get hurt," stated the teen's father as he looked into his son's eyes.
"The kid has more power than what we could ever possess!" exclaimed Nappa with crossed arms. "It's obvious that he is the one who can defeat Frieza!"
Gohan looked back to his father blinking away more tears that threatened to fall. "Is what he says... true? I can defeat Frieza?" asked Gohan.
The young full-blooded saiyan paused for a moment more before he nodded. "Y-yes... But I had wanted to keep you out of this matter. You're too young to be experiencing what I have been forced to go thru-"
"Dad. If I'm the only one who can defeat this tyrant, then so be it. I will go at any costs." He gave them a small smile as he completely powered down and out of Super Saiyan. "So... is there a plan yet? Does mom know?" asked Gohan as he looked to the older men.
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All of the full-blooded saiyans dove at the food. They had rarely eaten during the time of a few weeks due to the space trip. And they weren't planning on eating anytime soon with the food at the space station. But fresh food from earth? They were pigging out! These food-preserving Capsules sure did come in handy! Gohan had managed to take a few things that would settle his stomach.
And when the food was gone, all gave a contented sigh as the leaned back in their own beds.
"I'm so glad that my wife is such a good cook! She makes the best meals!" stated Goku as he smiled. He would love to see his wife very soon. He dearly missed her as it is since he was many light years away from her.
Raditz gave a chuckle. "Well, I'm glad she was smart enough to send food with my nephew."
Goku laughed, "She must have thought the stuff here would have made Gohan skin and bones."
"So, kid," started Nappa as he placed his hands under his head using them as a pillow, "What else did you have in those Capsules?"
Gohan looked back at the case as he placed the empty capsule back in its place, "Since this case holds twenty capsules... I'd say we have enough food to last us a few days... Bulma had put in some new armor that she created just recently. The uniform is said to be stronger than the material used in your current one," he added as he pointed to the black capsule. "Bulma had also put in a new space ship, that was designed from my dad's space pod." He held up a dark blue capsule that sat next to the armor capsule. "It's been upgraded so we all could fit into it, and it's able to go at faster speeds than the space pods we had arrived in." He placed it back in the holder. "There are also a few random items that my mom had put into the bag... and she even gave me homework assignments..." He shook his head as he closed the container up and en-capsuled it up. He placed it in a safe pocket that was in his shirt.
"The other capsules are of food and water. It's only if there isn't anything else to eat or drink," warned Gohan as he looked to all four. The paused waiting to see if any would speak up. None did, so he continued.
"So... I hope this mission is only a few days... I would really hate to be here longer... I don't know how long I would be able to hold up here with out losing control!" stated Gohan.
The teen's dad chuckled, "We're trying to make this a good clean fight. All we need to do is to get rid of about four-fifths of his army including his elite warriors. Then we can go in for the kill..."
"Yes... and then we could be as free as a bird as the others whom loath the tyrant," stated Vegeta as he spoke, "Do you think you're ready for your first kill?" asked the prince to the hybrid saiyan teen.
Gohan bit his lip as he began to relax in his bed, the hard bunk bed. "Yeah... I think I will..."
Vegeta's chuckle was the last thing heard by everyone as the light dimmed out and sleep claimed all the warriors.
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Chichi fell to the floor sobbing when the news was broken to her. She clung to her son as he stood there looking down at her broken form.
Gohan visibly gulped as he watched her cry. "Mom... I'll be back. There's nothing to worry about!" He gave her a hug. "I promise to be back."
Chichi's tears fell faster, "I don't want to lose you too!!! I don't want to lose you!" She hugged him tighter. "Please... please... don't go..."
Gohan let a tear escape his eye as he looked to his mother. "I'm sorry... but, if you don't want this tyrant to come and look for dad, then I must go after it and destroy it when I have the chance!"
Chichi bit her lip as more tears came down her face, "Gohan... I just- "
"I'll come back safe mom. After all," he gave her a sloppy smile, "I am a Super Saiyan." Chichi couldn't help but laugh slightly and she also began to hiccup too as she laughed, and cried.
All the other saiyans were in the room were silent, but the silence between the mother and son was broken when Bulma walked into the room with a container, and something small in her hand.
Gohan looked up to the blue haired scientist as she too gave him a hug. She then handed him the container, which she carried.
"It's a communicator incase if anything goes wrong, or if you need something. We could send a space pod up to a planet where you could pick it up." It was a small device that could be held in a person's ear. It had a clip so it could latch onto the side of the ear, and it was the color of a person's skin so it could be easily camouflaged. Gohan smiled.
"Thanks Bulma," he put it in his ear.
Bulma gave a nod as she added; "There's a small button on the side if you want to send us a message. Just press it, and speak of what's going on, or of what you need. The microphone that's planted into the device is very sensitive to hearing. I think it could pick up sounds and conversations from a few kilometers away. You'll also be able to hear conversations out of the ear; the material has been designed so it wouldn't affect your own hearing." She also slipped him a capsule that no one else noticed. "Keep safe Gohan." She gave him one more hug before she turned away.
Before the scientist left the room to make sure the space pods were ready to be used, Gohan noticed her glance at Vegeta sadly and he returned her gaze. The teen couldn't help but smile slightly. Maybe the prince did have a soft spot for others... just maybe...
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The room was dark, but Gohan was able to see the stars out in the night from the window beside his bed. He couldn't help but be in awe at how many there were! There must have been over millions of them! He gave a smile.
He had a better view of the heavens than when he was on earth. He looked out the window. 'I wonder if I could find the star of earth out there...' He was, after all, facing in the direction of where home was.
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I for some reason really, REALLY like this chapter... I don't know why though... But I'm thinking it might have to do with the fact that I was listening to my new CD while writing this; I guess it somewhat inspired me. Composer is 'Holst' the music he wrote was called, or titled, 'The Planets'. Of course... It's classical, but it's not the really, REALLY long boring orchestra music. I'd have to say; 'Mars- bringer of War, Jupiter- bringer of Jollity, and Neptune- the Mystic' are my favs on this CD. Anyways... to anyone who wants to listen to something while they read or write, I recommend this music. It's REALLY good! Anyways... now you have to do your part. Please give me suggestions or comment how this story is going by reviewing. Kays?
-Takuma