A/N: Thanks all for the ideas. I'll try to get it up soon. *Glances around
nervously* Yk Freak didn't send me a review talking about some more
bashing. Weird...
The List- Good neither can I
Dark Wolf on a full blood moon- Of course I'm not going to make him a nerd, then this whole story would pretty much have been wasted. If his attitude changes, it will only get darker.
Disclaimer- Once again, all claims to owning DBZ are null and void for me.
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Only in America do you order large fries, double cheeseburger, and a diet coke.
Chapter 10
It had been just under a year since the Namekians had left to their own planet which was who knows where. Vegeta had, obviously, been spending his time training to achieve the level of super saiyan once he heard that Gohan had done it.
Chichi had tried to get Gohan to return to his studies, but found that he always departed quickly off to do something. She figured that he was training but no matter how she punished him, he continued to pretty much neglect his studies. She had been somewhat relieved to learn that he did spend some time tinkering with some of the inventions lying around at Capsule Corps.
Yamcha had stayed at CC trying to figure out how to stop his relationship with Bulma to continue going off and on like this; so far he had no luck. Puar had naturally just stuck near Yamcha and encouraged him whenever she (?) could.
Tien and Choutzu where off in some unknown part of the world doing something only they, and Gohan, knew.
Piccolo had returned to his pretty much constant meditation, with the exception of the occasional spar from Gohan. He was relieved that Gohan had decided not to use his super saiyan powers in their spars.
Surprising to everyone, Goku also wanted to reach super saiyan. Vegeta thought that Goku may actually have some saiya-jin left in him. Goku was almost there but couldn't find that final push.
Gohan had returned to his mental and physical training schedule, switching between the two daily. He had fully mastered super saiyan and could transform at will. Currently, he could hold the form for about eighteen hours. He constantly wore his weighted clothes so that he could constantly be training. He spent a lot of time in a gravity chamber at CC since it made increasing strength easier.
Gohan had even, begrudgingly, returned to his studies. He usually just did multiform and sent one to train and one to work. He found that he quickly bored of the subjects his mom was giving him so he continued learning about different devices that Bulma had invented at one point or other.
In other words, life was normal for everyone, or as normal as it could actually get. Vegeta continued to act like an ass around the others, although he seemed slightly better when talking with Gohan in saiyago.
It was on this beautiful, bright day, that everyone sensed an incoming energy signal they had been expecting to arrive sooner or later, most hoping later. Everyone immediately took off for the area where they predicted Frieza's ship to land. It didn't take long for everyone to get there.
"Just great, all of you pathetic weaklings came. Why do you bother? There is no point when I, prince of the saiyans, can handle such weaklings as Frieza," Vegeta boasted. Everyone just ignored him, like usual.
"Well, there it is."
A huge disc-shaped ship came in from above; it had windows all around the side and legs out of the bottom for landing. When the ship landed, foot soldiers came rushing out and standing in a formation only they cared to know. Frieza stepped out; his body still all white except for the purple patches on his stomach, shoulders, and head. They also realized that his left arm was now mechanical.
Next to the space tyrant, an even bigger figure walked out, it looked almost exactly like Frieza in his second form, only bigger. The horns pointed skywards, upper body white with the same purple patches as Frieza, and pink legs and arms.
"Frieza must be really scared if he brought King Cold with him," Vegeta remarked.
Everyone, except Vegeta, looked at Gohan expectantly. They all knew that he was the one who would have to defeat Frieza. Gohan sighed and materialized a duplicate of Piccolo's gi, purple with light blue belt and wristbands. He wrapped his tail around his waist and prepared for battle.
Just before Gohan flew into action, a mysterious figure landed on the ground, back facing them. He was fairly tall, and had lavender hair. They managed to see that his blue jean jacket had the Capsule Corporation symbol on the left sleeve. He also wore baggy black pants and had a sword strapped to his back.
He drew his sword and prepared to attack when he was slammed forcefully into the ground from behind.
"Get lost. This is no place for weaklings like you," Gohan said.
Before the stranger could say a thing, Gohan's hair drifted upwards and changed to gold. His eyes turned turquoise and the hairs on his tail and eyebrows turned golden. He took off at Frieza.
"Well, you just made this easier on me. I was originally going to let you live."
Frieza laughed. "I've gotten stronger since we last met, monkey boy. Don't think that your super saiyan powers will save you this time."
"Sure they won't." Gohan did a quick scan of Frieza's mind. "So, your so scared that you had to call your daddy in to help you?"
Frieza growled and launched himself at Gohan. He threw a punch with his mechanical arm, only for it to be grabbed by Gohan. Gohan pulled the arm off of Frieza's body and threw it aside. He then wrapped his tail around both Frieza's other arm and his waist.
"So tell me, why did you have a mechanical arm?" Gohan inquired, even though he already knew.
Frieza muttered a couple words under his breath.
"What's that? Your father attacked you for being such a failure and tore it off? What a laugh!"
Frieza's entire face turned red and he thrashed about wildly trying to get out of Gohan's grip.
"You bore me, Frieza. You should have figured out on Namek that there was no possible way for you to defeat me. Now eat this! Masenko HA!" The stream of yellow energy engulfed Frieza completely. When the blast was gone, so was Frieza.
"Next!" Gohan called.
"Please!" King Cold begged. "I meant no harm to you or this planet. I bring you nothing but love."
Gohan raised an eyebrow at King Cold's antics before simply blasting him away. Gohan wiped his hands on his outfit before dropping out of super saiyan, eyes and hair turning back to black. Seeing as no one was close enough to hear, Gohan turned to the stranger.
"Hello, Trunks. Hope I didn't hit you too hard, not that either of us care." The youth identified as Trunks gasped in shock.
"Those in your timeline obviously never told you about my mental powers." Trunks shook his head. Gohan crossed his arms and waited for the others to arrive. As soon as they arrived, Trunks stepped foreword.
"Goku, can I speak to you please, in private?" He asked.
"Um... sure." Goku took to the air following Trunks a good distance away from the others. When they landed, Trunks turned to Goku.
"Forgive me for this, but I have to make sure you're trustworthy." Trunks unsheathed his sword and pulled back. He swung at Goku, only to have Goku stop the sword with his index finger. Trunks pulled back and attacked again several times, only for Goku's finger to stop it each time.
After awhile, Trunks smiled and put his sword back in his sheath. Goku relaxed himself and put his arm down at his side.
"That guy put away his sword!" Yamcha said.
"And Goku put away his finger!" Krillin exclaimed.
"Thank you, Goku. However, I come here with grave news. I am from twenty years in the future." After Goku's gasp of surprise, Trunks continued. "Three years from now, at 10:30 a.m. on the morning of May 10 on an island 9 miles south of South City, two androids will appear and completely destroy this world. Those two have destroyed everything, and there are very few survivors left. All of the Z Warriors died that day. Piccolo, Krillin, Yamcha, fa...Vegeta, Tien, and Choutzu; all of them lost their lives."
"What about Gohan and I? The androids obviously never got to us," Goku pointed out.
"They did get to you, but you survived the attack. You're still alive, but you've been permanently paralyzed from the neck down and can only teach me about fighting. Gohan, however, contracted a fatal heart disease a year before the androids came and died."
"Are you serious? Man, dieing from a heart disease, that's really got to suck."
"You told me that had Gohan survived, everyone else would have as well. So, under your idea, I came here to warn everyone of the androids and give you this." Trunks pulled out a small capsule from one of the pockets in his jacket.
"This is the cure to the disease Gohan will get. There is no cure for it here, but in my time, there is. Give this to him when Gohan gets the virus and he'll get better."
"Well thanks. Let's see here... you've already let it slip that Vegeta is your father, which is shocking enough, but who's your mother? Do I know her already?"
"As a matter of fact, you do. She's standing over there now."
Goku started laughing. "You're joking right? Vegeta and Bulma, a couple? That has got to be the most hilarious thing I've ever heard!"
"I'm serious, Goku. I'll be born in two years. You can tell them everything except for who I am."
"Um... you never told me who you were," Goku stated.
Trunks blinked a few times. "That's right, I didn't. Well, my name is Trunks Briefs. I've got to get back to my time now, I promised mother I wouldn't take too long."
Trunks pulled out a capsule from his pocket. He clicked the button on top and threw it a couple feet away from him. It opened and revealed a yellow ship standing on four legs. It had the word 'Hope' written on the side. Trunks opened the hatch and jumped in. Waving to everyone, he left back to his own time.
"What was that about, Goku?" Krillin asked.
"Him? That was no one," Goku replied.
"Tell them, Goku. It's either going to be you, Gohan, or me to tell them the news, take your pick," Piccolo stated.
"Oh, alright. That guy was from twenty years in the future." Anyone who didn't already know that gasped in shock. "He came here to warn us of the arrival of two powerful androids that will show up in three years time. Apparently, these two have killed everyone in that time except for Gohan and myself. Gohan had already died to a heart virus. Fortunately, he gave us the cure to that virus so Gohan can help us. I was permanently paralyzed but still helped to train the kid as best as I could." Goku explained.
"Zeh hayah haben sheloh. Atzuuv, eh?" Gohan said to Vegeta. (That was your son. Sad, huh?)
"Who? Mah karah?" (Him? What happened?)
"Low yehol le'emor." (I can't say)
Everyone else was looking at them strangely, but they ignored it.
"This is just great!" Bulma exclaimed. "Another reason for Vegeta to train harder and wreck the lawn!" Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Baka ningen. I would have been training anyway."
"Like that would have done you any good," Krillin commented.
"You know that Gohan is, and always will be, stronger than you Vegeta," Piccolo said.
"That's why I have to train, baka goyim [1]. I have to get stronger than the brat."
"Whatever, Vegeta. Let's go back home Gohan. Chichi definitely isn't going to be happy about this," Goku stated. "See you guys later!" With that said, everyone departed to where they were staying to train for the androids.
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Another two years had passed and everyone was training hard. Goku had finally found the push to get into super saiyan. Gohan could now hold the form for as long as he felt like it. He would only return to regular saiyan when he trained, figuring that he would get stronger training in his base form than if he trained in super.
Vegeta had launched himself into space shortly after Goku reached super, to try and find other methods of training to achieve super saiyan.
Gohan was, for once, actually studying in his room. He was very bored of doing this but was glad that the work was at least somewhat complicated. Although that meant that very few people on the planet even understood what he was studying. His blonde hair was now going upwards, with a couple strands hanging in front of his right eye. His golden tail was hanging behind him lazily.
"That can't be right," Gohan said. He did some quick calculations in his head. "The formula here isn't right, looks like some more money for me."
Gohan had been finding several mistakes in some of the more advanced books. He always called them in and got some money for it. He grabbed the phone and dialed in the phone number again. As soon as he heard the phone picked up, he greeted them.
"Hello again, Ashley." He had called them so much that he knew everyone that worked the phones; likewise, everyone knew him. "Yup, I found another mistake in the book."
"I swear, Gohan, you're going to be, like, a millionaire at this rate only from reporting in errors in our books. I'll get you connected to the manager." Gohan heard Ashley call for the manager to pick up the phone. He smirked when he heard the grunt symbolizing that the manager was told that he had called.
"What is it this time, kid?" he asked.
"What have I told you about calling me kid before?" Gohan asked.
"Not to do it because you act more like an adult than a kid."
"Damn straight, John." John sighed heavily.
"So, what did you find this time?" John inquired.
"Why should I tell you? Then I could sue you later if one of your formulas messes me up."
"Must you do this every time that you call?"
"No, I just feel like it. The mistake is on page 425. You forgot to have them divide by 'g' times 't'. And for Pete's sake, stop using 10.0 as gravity, it's 9.81!"
"Yeah, yeah. I know but there isn't much I can do about it. I'm not the one who typed this book. Besides, most people accept work for 10 meters per second as gravity."
"Whatever. You know that I'm not most people."
"Okay. We'll send you some cash. Now stop pestering us Gohan." John complained, although he knew that Gohan wouldn't.
"I'll stop pestering you when you guys stop screwing up your books so much. Bye!" Gohan hung up the phone and smiled to himself.
All of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain near his heart and clutched at it. He tried to stop himself from screaming out, but the pain kept increasing. He screamed so loud that a couple people in Orange Star City, a city over five hours jet flight from there, had heard him. Chichi, Goku, and Piccolo immediately came rushing in.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Chichi asked. They all saw him clutching at his heart. It took a few moments for someone to realize what was wrong with him.
"THE HEART VIRUS!" Piccolo shouted frantically. "Where did you put the medicine, Goku?"
"It's in the cabinet in the bathroom." No sooner had he said that had Piccolo left and returned moments later with the medicine. Gohan was moved to his bed, hair somehow still blonde. They quickly administered the medicine to Gohan and were relieved as he stopped screaming and settled down to rest.
"Should we worry that he's still a super saiyan, Piccolo?" Goku asked.
"I don't think so. We should probably tell him to drop back down to normal just incase being super makes the pain worse or fights the cure harder," Piccolo advised.
"My poor baby!" Chichi cried. She grabbed onto Goku and buried her head in his muscular chest. Goku calmed her down in about half an hour, which was considered fast for Chichi. They stood there not knowing what to do. A solution came in the sound of a loud rumbling.
"Um, Chichi, could you cook me something to eat? I'm so hungry," Goku complained.
"Go figure. Your son could be dieing and all you can think of is your hunger. What am I going to do with you?"
"Feed me?" Goku suggested hopefully. Chichi shook her head then left to prepare the large meal.
"So, did Trunks tell you how long it should take to cure Gohan of the virus?" Piccolo asked.
"Nope. He just told me that it could take a while. Anywhere from four days to three weeks. It should probably be short since he has saiyan genes helping him fight off the virus." Piccolo grunted and assumed his meditative position next to Gohan's bed incase he was needed.
A little over an hour later, Piccolo heard a soft moan coming from Gohan.
"Piccolo, why does it hurt so much?" Gohan's voice was so quiet that Piccolo had to strain his ears to hear.
"I don't know, kid. I'd advise you to drop from your super saiyan form. It will probably rid you of some of the pain."
Gohan looked at him in disbelief. "I'm still in my super saiyan form?" After a nod from Piccolo, Gohan released his hold on the power. His hair and eyes turned back to their natural black and his tail turned to a dark brown.
"That's better."
Piccolo looked over and saw that Gohan had let sleep claim him once again.
This continued for about nine days, with Gohan only waking up three times. He did do a lot of screaming in pain and they couldn't tell if he actually woke up then or if he was still sleeping. Gohan was currently sleeping as peacefully as he ever had. Chichi was constantly worrying about Gohan and would sometimes blame random household objects for causing Gohan pain. She had even said that it was Goku and Piccolo's faults for getting him involved in fighting. Although neither would admit it aloud, it did seem possible that he had picked up the disease from one of the other planets.
It was one of the few times that Piccolo had bothered to leave Gohan's bedside as his body needed water. Gohan stirred slightly and opened his eyes. He waited for them to focus before standing up. He stretched his sore muscles and heard his stomach growling. He immediately headed downstairs.
"MOM! I'm hungry, can you make me something to eat."
"GOHAN! My baby's all right! DON'T YOU EVER GO AND SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN, YOU HEAR ME! Oh, you must be hungry, come on and I'll make you something to eat," Chichi said, going from joy to anger to worry quickly forgetting about her previous mood.
"Thanks mom." Gohan looked and saw a small smirk on Piccolo's face. With a quick nod, Gohan sat down to eat. When he was done, he heard his father come in.
"Chichi! I'm home!" Goku called. As soon as he stepped in the kitchen, he allowed a huge smile to come onto his face. "Gohan! You're better! Maybe after lunch you can join me in some training."
"He won't be training. Gohan missed a week and a half of studying and he's going to march straight up to his room and make it up," Chichi pointed out.
"No way, I have to get back in shape. I just wasted a week and a half of training for the androids."
"No way young man. I nearly lost you, you are NOT going to go back to training for a while!"
"Would you rather I train for a year and then die, or train for a year and have the rest of my life for studying?" Gohan asked.
Chichi, seeing no way out of this, gave in. "Fine. You can go train for the androids. But as soon as they're gone, it's back to the books for you!" Chichi marched away muttering about delinquent sons.
"You aren't seriously going to spend the rest of your life studying after the androids, will you?" Piccolo asked.
"Of course not! I just had to find a good reason to get my mom to let me train more. There's no way I'm going to ever stop fighting." Piccolo let another slight smile slip.
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The final year of preparation for the androids had come and gone. Everyone had been called to ensure that they were all meeting on the island 9 miles south of South City. Arrangements had been made to meet there at 10 o'clock so that they could move at the first sign of attack.
Everyone had gathered on a tall cliff that allowed them to see all areas of the city. Some of them were worried about Bulma being there but she insisted that she wanted to see the androids and then she would leave.
Vegeta stood in his usual blue full body spandex suit under white armor with gold edges. He wore his white gloves and gold tipped boots. His tail was wrapped securely around his waist. Gohan was dressed the same except that he had the bag of senzu beans attached to him. Gohan was already in his super saiyan form, his turquoise eyes searching for the first sign of action.
Piccolo was also dressed in his usual outfit. His sleeveless purple gi and light blue waistband and wristbands. He had on his weighted white cape and turban.
Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha were all dressed in the standard Turtle Hermit fighting uniform, orange gi over a dark blue shirt with belt and wristbands of the same color as the undershirt.
Tien and Choutzu were wearing their usual green pants and white sleeveless t-shirts.
Bulma was standing in a red skirt that went to mid-thighs and a blue shirt. She had her hands on her jet capsule so she could leave as soon as she caught a glimpse of the androids.
They all looked into the distance searching for the androids. A red jet car flew to the cliff and landed beside them. Out of it stepped a man with long messy black hair. He was wearing a red and black striped shirt and had a sword tucked into his red belt.
"Yajirobee!" Goku exclaimed. "Are you here to help us fight?"
"HA! Yeah right. You know that I'm not the kind to get into these kinds of battles. I just came here to give you guys some senzu beans."
Everyone blinked a few times before Goku spoke. "Yajirobee, you must really not have been paying attention. We wished for a bag with an endless supply of senzu beans from the Namekian dragonballs."
"Really? In that case I'm out of here."
Yajirobee got back into his jet and closed it. He ignited the engines and took off. Before he got very far, the ship exploded and Yajirobee fell to the ground around the destroyed parts of the jet. Everyone saw two figures that had been flying head down to land on the ground. Goku nodded once, the androids had arrived.
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I just had to put that scene in there with Goku putting away his finger. I am also well aware of the fact that in the series, Bulma brought baby Trunks with her to the cliff, so don't think I forgot.
[1] I changed the meaning of goyim. It really means non-Jew but I have it used as non-saiyan. I'm using too many different languages here. That's what, five now?
Regarding my idea for Gohan to get the power to travel through time, dimensions, and universes, it has been decided that it will be put in as a side story to this one. I'll try to get the first chapter out soon. I still need some ideas on where to travel and realize I wasn't specific enough with what I meant. I want people to give me specific things to happen. Don't just tell me where to send him, give me a situation to put him in. For example, don't just tell me to send him to Inuyasha, tell me any fight(s) he should be in or some events that should occur while he's there. I would prefer, if possible, to avoid major enemies since those battles usually resulted in more power for the heroes, completely screwing that dimension or whatever when Gohan disposes of them and leaves, but I will still do it if it has to be done.
If you want to send Gohan to Zoids, Trigun, or any other anime not listed on my bio page, then you'll have to give me information that I'll need to know about the anime, not to mention spellings for those annoying Japanese names if you know them. The same with any book other than Harry Potter, or something from one of the other major categories. Since most of them will probably be pretty long, I would prefer that you email the information to me at shutthe1234up@hotmail.com.
The List- Good neither can I
Dark Wolf on a full blood moon- Of course I'm not going to make him a nerd, then this whole story would pretty much have been wasted. If his attitude changes, it will only get darker.
Disclaimer- Once again, all claims to owning DBZ are null and void for me.
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Only in America do you order large fries, double cheeseburger, and a diet coke.
Chapter 10
It had been just under a year since the Namekians had left to their own planet which was who knows where. Vegeta had, obviously, been spending his time training to achieve the level of super saiyan once he heard that Gohan had done it.
Chichi had tried to get Gohan to return to his studies, but found that he always departed quickly off to do something. She figured that he was training but no matter how she punished him, he continued to pretty much neglect his studies. She had been somewhat relieved to learn that he did spend some time tinkering with some of the inventions lying around at Capsule Corps.
Yamcha had stayed at CC trying to figure out how to stop his relationship with Bulma to continue going off and on like this; so far he had no luck. Puar had naturally just stuck near Yamcha and encouraged him whenever she (?) could.
Tien and Choutzu where off in some unknown part of the world doing something only they, and Gohan, knew.
Piccolo had returned to his pretty much constant meditation, with the exception of the occasional spar from Gohan. He was relieved that Gohan had decided not to use his super saiyan powers in their spars.
Surprising to everyone, Goku also wanted to reach super saiyan. Vegeta thought that Goku may actually have some saiya-jin left in him. Goku was almost there but couldn't find that final push.
Gohan had returned to his mental and physical training schedule, switching between the two daily. He had fully mastered super saiyan and could transform at will. Currently, he could hold the form for about eighteen hours. He constantly wore his weighted clothes so that he could constantly be training. He spent a lot of time in a gravity chamber at CC since it made increasing strength easier.
Gohan had even, begrudgingly, returned to his studies. He usually just did multiform and sent one to train and one to work. He found that he quickly bored of the subjects his mom was giving him so he continued learning about different devices that Bulma had invented at one point or other.
In other words, life was normal for everyone, or as normal as it could actually get. Vegeta continued to act like an ass around the others, although he seemed slightly better when talking with Gohan in saiyago.
It was on this beautiful, bright day, that everyone sensed an incoming energy signal they had been expecting to arrive sooner or later, most hoping later. Everyone immediately took off for the area where they predicted Frieza's ship to land. It didn't take long for everyone to get there.
"Just great, all of you pathetic weaklings came. Why do you bother? There is no point when I, prince of the saiyans, can handle such weaklings as Frieza," Vegeta boasted. Everyone just ignored him, like usual.
"Well, there it is."
A huge disc-shaped ship came in from above; it had windows all around the side and legs out of the bottom for landing. When the ship landed, foot soldiers came rushing out and standing in a formation only they cared to know. Frieza stepped out; his body still all white except for the purple patches on his stomach, shoulders, and head. They also realized that his left arm was now mechanical.
Next to the space tyrant, an even bigger figure walked out, it looked almost exactly like Frieza in his second form, only bigger. The horns pointed skywards, upper body white with the same purple patches as Frieza, and pink legs and arms.
"Frieza must be really scared if he brought King Cold with him," Vegeta remarked.
Everyone, except Vegeta, looked at Gohan expectantly. They all knew that he was the one who would have to defeat Frieza. Gohan sighed and materialized a duplicate of Piccolo's gi, purple with light blue belt and wristbands. He wrapped his tail around his waist and prepared for battle.
Just before Gohan flew into action, a mysterious figure landed on the ground, back facing them. He was fairly tall, and had lavender hair. They managed to see that his blue jean jacket had the Capsule Corporation symbol on the left sleeve. He also wore baggy black pants and had a sword strapped to his back.
He drew his sword and prepared to attack when he was slammed forcefully into the ground from behind.
"Get lost. This is no place for weaklings like you," Gohan said.
Before the stranger could say a thing, Gohan's hair drifted upwards and changed to gold. His eyes turned turquoise and the hairs on his tail and eyebrows turned golden. He took off at Frieza.
"Well, you just made this easier on me. I was originally going to let you live."
Frieza laughed. "I've gotten stronger since we last met, monkey boy. Don't think that your super saiyan powers will save you this time."
"Sure they won't." Gohan did a quick scan of Frieza's mind. "So, your so scared that you had to call your daddy in to help you?"
Frieza growled and launched himself at Gohan. He threw a punch with his mechanical arm, only for it to be grabbed by Gohan. Gohan pulled the arm off of Frieza's body and threw it aside. He then wrapped his tail around both Frieza's other arm and his waist.
"So tell me, why did you have a mechanical arm?" Gohan inquired, even though he already knew.
Frieza muttered a couple words under his breath.
"What's that? Your father attacked you for being such a failure and tore it off? What a laugh!"
Frieza's entire face turned red and he thrashed about wildly trying to get out of Gohan's grip.
"You bore me, Frieza. You should have figured out on Namek that there was no possible way for you to defeat me. Now eat this! Masenko HA!" The stream of yellow energy engulfed Frieza completely. When the blast was gone, so was Frieza.
"Next!" Gohan called.
"Please!" King Cold begged. "I meant no harm to you or this planet. I bring you nothing but love."
Gohan raised an eyebrow at King Cold's antics before simply blasting him away. Gohan wiped his hands on his outfit before dropping out of super saiyan, eyes and hair turning back to black. Seeing as no one was close enough to hear, Gohan turned to the stranger.
"Hello, Trunks. Hope I didn't hit you too hard, not that either of us care." The youth identified as Trunks gasped in shock.
"Those in your timeline obviously never told you about my mental powers." Trunks shook his head. Gohan crossed his arms and waited for the others to arrive. As soon as they arrived, Trunks stepped foreword.
"Goku, can I speak to you please, in private?" He asked.
"Um... sure." Goku took to the air following Trunks a good distance away from the others. When they landed, Trunks turned to Goku.
"Forgive me for this, but I have to make sure you're trustworthy." Trunks unsheathed his sword and pulled back. He swung at Goku, only to have Goku stop the sword with his index finger. Trunks pulled back and attacked again several times, only for Goku's finger to stop it each time.
After awhile, Trunks smiled and put his sword back in his sheath. Goku relaxed himself and put his arm down at his side.
"That guy put away his sword!" Yamcha said.
"And Goku put away his finger!" Krillin exclaimed.
"Thank you, Goku. However, I come here with grave news. I am from twenty years in the future." After Goku's gasp of surprise, Trunks continued. "Three years from now, at 10:30 a.m. on the morning of May 10 on an island 9 miles south of South City, two androids will appear and completely destroy this world. Those two have destroyed everything, and there are very few survivors left. All of the Z Warriors died that day. Piccolo, Krillin, Yamcha, fa...Vegeta, Tien, and Choutzu; all of them lost their lives."
"What about Gohan and I? The androids obviously never got to us," Goku pointed out.
"They did get to you, but you survived the attack. You're still alive, but you've been permanently paralyzed from the neck down and can only teach me about fighting. Gohan, however, contracted a fatal heart disease a year before the androids came and died."
"Are you serious? Man, dieing from a heart disease, that's really got to suck."
"You told me that had Gohan survived, everyone else would have as well. So, under your idea, I came here to warn everyone of the androids and give you this." Trunks pulled out a small capsule from one of the pockets in his jacket.
"This is the cure to the disease Gohan will get. There is no cure for it here, but in my time, there is. Give this to him when Gohan gets the virus and he'll get better."
"Well thanks. Let's see here... you've already let it slip that Vegeta is your father, which is shocking enough, but who's your mother? Do I know her already?"
"As a matter of fact, you do. She's standing over there now."
Goku started laughing. "You're joking right? Vegeta and Bulma, a couple? That has got to be the most hilarious thing I've ever heard!"
"I'm serious, Goku. I'll be born in two years. You can tell them everything except for who I am."
"Um... you never told me who you were," Goku stated.
Trunks blinked a few times. "That's right, I didn't. Well, my name is Trunks Briefs. I've got to get back to my time now, I promised mother I wouldn't take too long."
Trunks pulled out a capsule from his pocket. He clicked the button on top and threw it a couple feet away from him. It opened and revealed a yellow ship standing on four legs. It had the word 'Hope' written on the side. Trunks opened the hatch and jumped in. Waving to everyone, he left back to his own time.
"What was that about, Goku?" Krillin asked.
"Him? That was no one," Goku replied.
"Tell them, Goku. It's either going to be you, Gohan, or me to tell them the news, take your pick," Piccolo stated.
"Oh, alright. That guy was from twenty years in the future." Anyone who didn't already know that gasped in shock. "He came here to warn us of the arrival of two powerful androids that will show up in three years time. Apparently, these two have killed everyone in that time except for Gohan and myself. Gohan had already died to a heart virus. Fortunately, he gave us the cure to that virus so Gohan can help us. I was permanently paralyzed but still helped to train the kid as best as I could." Goku explained.
"Zeh hayah haben sheloh. Atzuuv, eh?" Gohan said to Vegeta. (That was your son. Sad, huh?)
"Who? Mah karah?" (Him? What happened?)
"Low yehol le'emor." (I can't say)
Everyone else was looking at them strangely, but they ignored it.
"This is just great!" Bulma exclaimed. "Another reason for Vegeta to train harder and wreck the lawn!" Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Baka ningen. I would have been training anyway."
"Like that would have done you any good," Krillin commented.
"You know that Gohan is, and always will be, stronger than you Vegeta," Piccolo said.
"That's why I have to train, baka goyim [1]. I have to get stronger than the brat."
"Whatever, Vegeta. Let's go back home Gohan. Chichi definitely isn't going to be happy about this," Goku stated. "See you guys later!" With that said, everyone departed to where they were staying to train for the androids.
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Another two years had passed and everyone was training hard. Goku had finally found the push to get into super saiyan. Gohan could now hold the form for as long as he felt like it. He would only return to regular saiyan when he trained, figuring that he would get stronger training in his base form than if he trained in super.
Vegeta had launched himself into space shortly after Goku reached super, to try and find other methods of training to achieve super saiyan.
Gohan was, for once, actually studying in his room. He was very bored of doing this but was glad that the work was at least somewhat complicated. Although that meant that very few people on the planet even understood what he was studying. His blonde hair was now going upwards, with a couple strands hanging in front of his right eye. His golden tail was hanging behind him lazily.
"That can't be right," Gohan said. He did some quick calculations in his head. "The formula here isn't right, looks like some more money for me."
Gohan had been finding several mistakes in some of the more advanced books. He always called them in and got some money for it. He grabbed the phone and dialed in the phone number again. As soon as he heard the phone picked up, he greeted them.
"Hello again, Ashley." He had called them so much that he knew everyone that worked the phones; likewise, everyone knew him. "Yup, I found another mistake in the book."
"I swear, Gohan, you're going to be, like, a millionaire at this rate only from reporting in errors in our books. I'll get you connected to the manager." Gohan heard Ashley call for the manager to pick up the phone. He smirked when he heard the grunt symbolizing that the manager was told that he had called.
"What is it this time, kid?" he asked.
"What have I told you about calling me kid before?" Gohan asked.
"Not to do it because you act more like an adult than a kid."
"Damn straight, John." John sighed heavily.
"So, what did you find this time?" John inquired.
"Why should I tell you? Then I could sue you later if one of your formulas messes me up."
"Must you do this every time that you call?"
"No, I just feel like it. The mistake is on page 425. You forgot to have them divide by 'g' times 't'. And for Pete's sake, stop using 10.0 as gravity, it's 9.81!"
"Yeah, yeah. I know but there isn't much I can do about it. I'm not the one who typed this book. Besides, most people accept work for 10 meters per second as gravity."
"Whatever. You know that I'm not most people."
"Okay. We'll send you some cash. Now stop pestering us Gohan." John complained, although he knew that Gohan wouldn't.
"I'll stop pestering you when you guys stop screwing up your books so much. Bye!" Gohan hung up the phone and smiled to himself.
All of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain near his heart and clutched at it. He tried to stop himself from screaming out, but the pain kept increasing. He screamed so loud that a couple people in Orange Star City, a city over five hours jet flight from there, had heard him. Chichi, Goku, and Piccolo immediately came rushing in.
"What's wrong, sweetie?" Chichi asked. They all saw him clutching at his heart. It took a few moments for someone to realize what was wrong with him.
"THE HEART VIRUS!" Piccolo shouted frantically. "Where did you put the medicine, Goku?"
"It's in the cabinet in the bathroom." No sooner had he said that had Piccolo left and returned moments later with the medicine. Gohan was moved to his bed, hair somehow still blonde. They quickly administered the medicine to Gohan and were relieved as he stopped screaming and settled down to rest.
"Should we worry that he's still a super saiyan, Piccolo?" Goku asked.
"I don't think so. We should probably tell him to drop back down to normal just incase being super makes the pain worse or fights the cure harder," Piccolo advised.
"My poor baby!" Chichi cried. She grabbed onto Goku and buried her head in his muscular chest. Goku calmed her down in about half an hour, which was considered fast for Chichi. They stood there not knowing what to do. A solution came in the sound of a loud rumbling.
"Um, Chichi, could you cook me something to eat? I'm so hungry," Goku complained.
"Go figure. Your son could be dieing and all you can think of is your hunger. What am I going to do with you?"
"Feed me?" Goku suggested hopefully. Chichi shook her head then left to prepare the large meal.
"So, did Trunks tell you how long it should take to cure Gohan of the virus?" Piccolo asked.
"Nope. He just told me that it could take a while. Anywhere from four days to three weeks. It should probably be short since he has saiyan genes helping him fight off the virus." Piccolo grunted and assumed his meditative position next to Gohan's bed incase he was needed.
A little over an hour later, Piccolo heard a soft moan coming from Gohan.
"Piccolo, why does it hurt so much?" Gohan's voice was so quiet that Piccolo had to strain his ears to hear.
"I don't know, kid. I'd advise you to drop from your super saiyan form. It will probably rid you of some of the pain."
Gohan looked at him in disbelief. "I'm still in my super saiyan form?" After a nod from Piccolo, Gohan released his hold on the power. His hair and eyes turned back to their natural black and his tail turned to a dark brown.
"That's better."
Piccolo looked over and saw that Gohan had let sleep claim him once again.
This continued for about nine days, with Gohan only waking up three times. He did do a lot of screaming in pain and they couldn't tell if he actually woke up then or if he was still sleeping. Gohan was currently sleeping as peacefully as he ever had. Chichi was constantly worrying about Gohan and would sometimes blame random household objects for causing Gohan pain. She had even said that it was Goku and Piccolo's faults for getting him involved in fighting. Although neither would admit it aloud, it did seem possible that he had picked up the disease from one of the other planets.
It was one of the few times that Piccolo had bothered to leave Gohan's bedside as his body needed water. Gohan stirred slightly and opened his eyes. He waited for them to focus before standing up. He stretched his sore muscles and heard his stomach growling. He immediately headed downstairs.
"MOM! I'm hungry, can you make me something to eat."
"GOHAN! My baby's all right! DON'T YOU EVER GO AND SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN, YOU HEAR ME! Oh, you must be hungry, come on and I'll make you something to eat," Chichi said, going from joy to anger to worry quickly forgetting about her previous mood.
"Thanks mom." Gohan looked and saw a small smirk on Piccolo's face. With a quick nod, Gohan sat down to eat. When he was done, he heard his father come in.
"Chichi! I'm home!" Goku called. As soon as he stepped in the kitchen, he allowed a huge smile to come onto his face. "Gohan! You're better! Maybe after lunch you can join me in some training."
"He won't be training. Gohan missed a week and a half of studying and he's going to march straight up to his room and make it up," Chichi pointed out.
"No way, I have to get back in shape. I just wasted a week and a half of training for the androids."
"No way young man. I nearly lost you, you are NOT going to go back to training for a while!"
"Would you rather I train for a year and then die, or train for a year and have the rest of my life for studying?" Gohan asked.
Chichi, seeing no way out of this, gave in. "Fine. You can go train for the androids. But as soon as they're gone, it's back to the books for you!" Chichi marched away muttering about delinquent sons.
"You aren't seriously going to spend the rest of your life studying after the androids, will you?" Piccolo asked.
"Of course not! I just had to find a good reason to get my mom to let me train more. There's no way I'm going to ever stop fighting." Piccolo let another slight smile slip.
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The final year of preparation for the androids had come and gone. Everyone had been called to ensure that they were all meeting on the island 9 miles south of South City. Arrangements had been made to meet there at 10 o'clock so that they could move at the first sign of attack.
Everyone had gathered on a tall cliff that allowed them to see all areas of the city. Some of them were worried about Bulma being there but she insisted that she wanted to see the androids and then she would leave.
Vegeta stood in his usual blue full body spandex suit under white armor with gold edges. He wore his white gloves and gold tipped boots. His tail was wrapped securely around his waist. Gohan was dressed the same except that he had the bag of senzu beans attached to him. Gohan was already in his super saiyan form, his turquoise eyes searching for the first sign of action.
Piccolo was also dressed in his usual outfit. His sleeveless purple gi and light blue waistband and wristbands. He had on his weighted white cape and turban.
Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha were all dressed in the standard Turtle Hermit fighting uniform, orange gi over a dark blue shirt with belt and wristbands of the same color as the undershirt.
Tien and Choutzu were wearing their usual green pants and white sleeveless t-shirts.
Bulma was standing in a red skirt that went to mid-thighs and a blue shirt. She had her hands on her jet capsule so she could leave as soon as she caught a glimpse of the androids.
They all looked into the distance searching for the androids. A red jet car flew to the cliff and landed beside them. Out of it stepped a man with long messy black hair. He was wearing a red and black striped shirt and had a sword tucked into his red belt.
"Yajirobee!" Goku exclaimed. "Are you here to help us fight?"
"HA! Yeah right. You know that I'm not the kind to get into these kinds of battles. I just came here to give you guys some senzu beans."
Everyone blinked a few times before Goku spoke. "Yajirobee, you must really not have been paying attention. We wished for a bag with an endless supply of senzu beans from the Namekian dragonballs."
"Really? In that case I'm out of here."
Yajirobee got back into his jet and closed it. He ignited the engines and took off. Before he got very far, the ship exploded and Yajirobee fell to the ground around the destroyed parts of the jet. Everyone saw two figures that had been flying head down to land on the ground. Goku nodded once, the androids had arrived.
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I just had to put that scene in there with Goku putting away his finger. I am also well aware of the fact that in the series, Bulma brought baby Trunks with her to the cliff, so don't think I forgot.
[1] I changed the meaning of goyim. It really means non-Jew but I have it used as non-saiyan. I'm using too many different languages here. That's what, five now?
Regarding my idea for Gohan to get the power to travel through time, dimensions, and universes, it has been decided that it will be put in as a side story to this one. I'll try to get the first chapter out soon. I still need some ideas on where to travel and realize I wasn't specific enough with what I meant. I want people to give me specific things to happen. Don't just tell me where to send him, give me a situation to put him in. For example, don't just tell me to send him to Inuyasha, tell me any fight(s) he should be in or some events that should occur while he's there. I would prefer, if possible, to avoid major enemies since those battles usually resulted in more power for the heroes, completely screwing that dimension or whatever when Gohan disposes of them and leaves, but I will still do it if it has to be done.
If you want to send Gohan to Zoids, Trigun, or any other anime not listed on my bio page, then you'll have to give me information that I'll need to know about the anime, not to mention spellings for those annoying Japanese names if you know them. The same with any book other than Harry Potter, or something from one of the other major categories. Since most of them will probably be pretty long, I would prefer that you email the information to me at shutthe1234up@hotmail.com.