THE SILVER POWER
"Wake up," it was a stern demand. Gohan heard it like thunder in a serene night sky. His head
was still spinning and every one of his muscles were ignorant to his pleas to speak. Instead with
one groan he manged meekly to open one of his eyes. Yet all he saw was a dark blur. He tried to
find the comfort of a ki, a familiar ki. However, all that reached him was immense darkness and a
great power. He suddenly felt alone, he suddenly felt like a child. A child that he was trying to
erase from his memories. He didn't want this vulnerability, this weakness on his part. He was
always told to be ready and strong. How would Vegeta feel if he ever found out that Gohan was not
the person he wanted Gohan to be. Would he leave him as Bulma had? Would he disown him? A tear
slipped from Gohan's red eyes. He felt a harsh slap upon his soft cheeks. "Crying is not allowed
here boy! I suggest you get ready or else I shall have to hurt you badly." It said leaving Gohan
to wander in his thoughts until he realized that it was no use to do this. He had better get up
before the situation got worse. He found his raggedy clothes burned too crisp to wear decently. A
heavy sigh unrecognizable to the young muscles of a boy's throat escaped him. His throat burned
for even a little drop of water. It was at this moment he bit his lip and let the warm fluid
comfort his throat. He didn't even care anymore where he was. It was just another dark room, another
place where he was alone. He went to the bathroom and looked at his dirty, tired face in the mirror
and quickly scrubbed it clean. Then hurridly finding another set of very plain clothes he took a
shower and he let the warmth of the water fill him. It was so comforting, so nice to let his worries
drown away. He wished this was a waterfall and he could just fall forever and never have to worry
again and be careless and free as the butterflies he had observed as a young child. He heard a
knock on his door. He quickly slipped on his outfit and opened the door to a beautiful child his age.
"Sir, my name is Ariya, and I am here to entertain you as you please, just please don't harm me...
badly." She said softly as though the words had escaped her life for generations. Yet there was
still a hint of power in those gentle syllables. He looked at her shamefully up and down. She was
unlike most girls, fit. Tiny muscles bundles inside her robe. She had a light greenish complexion,
big and beautiful piercing purples eyes. A mess of dark, curly brown, slightly spiked hair on her
head. She hadn't looked up still. Though Gohan wanted to just order her out and think some more
he let her in.
"My name is Gohan, I am afraid I don't know where I am so if I am rude will you please excuse me, I
have had a really bad day....don't worry I don't hurt people, they hurt me....." Gohan said looking
at a window biting his lip. The throat was bothering him again.
"Hmph so you don't even know why you're here and I am wasting my time? You better be sorry boy!"
She said with a profound change of attitude. It scared Gohan. When Vegeta had done this, it hadn't
nearly scared him so. Her voice was cold and shrill to his sensitive ears now. "Well don't look
so shocked, this is a place where surprises should be expected, I have been here too long and I know
it well, by the way you're here cause you got a special power, the Silver Power and please don't make
me explain it to you, its too vast to explain by words..." Ariya said a little more softly sitting
down next to Gohan.
"Do you really know why I am here?! Please Ariya if you do tell me now! I don't think I can stand this place any longer,
the feeling that radiates from these walls is one I want to forget, please if you can help me, I sware I'll do anything, please
just get me out of here, I need to go back home....." Gohan said a desperate plea shining in his dark, black eyes. He was so
nervous, so happy, and yet so suspicious of this change of events so he spoke super fast and almost lost Ariya.
"Geez cowboy slow down, besides I told you already that I can't tell you cause the subject can't be detailed and whatever
little I could tell you could get me in trouble and I like my life, or whatever's left of it now too much to just throw it away on
whatever stranger that just walks in here...unless of course the Elder Ciety want you to know, but then again they wouldn't let me talk
to you, the only reason I was allowed here was to entertain and I think I am done so goodbye..." Ariya said straightening her
robe. She felt a strong hand grab it. She followed the hand to the eyes.
"Mr. Vegeta said that if I can't get what I want the nice way, then I can get it by violence....I will let you figure it out Ariya, I am not a
bad kid but if you know something then its my right to know and I am sure you can tell me someway, I know that look in your eyes,
you're hiding something from me. For the love of sense, just tell me!"
"Well you're certainly one of the stubborn ones, aren't you?, well I suppose since you won't stop bothering me, I might as well tell you,
but not now. I am sure they will be wondering why I am taking so long with you. I will sneak in here tomorrow or something and tell you."
"Please Ariya I am no fool, for I was taught not to be fooled, how can I possibly hold you to this unwritten promise?"
"You are smart, powerful, and stubborn, what an odd mix of personality, no wonder you were chosen to carry the silver power, anyway
I suppose you are correct in not trusting me but I am telling the entire truth and unless I die tomorrow cowboy I will be here, wait hold
on, I just got an idea."
"Well?" Gohan said impatiently.
"Act like you're losing control tomorrow then they will send me here to...ease you then you will be certain that I will come."
"Or they could just knock me out." Gohan replied still untrusting. He trusted no one. She looked frustrated and intrigued by him at the
same time. Slowly and surprisingly she bent down and kissed Gohan's cheek ever so slightly, a little lovingly as well.
"You gotta trust someone in your lifetime or life's just not worth living Gohan, even though its not fair what happened to us, you shouldn't
stop trusting the world, I almost did and I realize now there is actually a little good here, I will be here and I will tell you." She said to the
surprised and blushing Gohan. Gohan couldn't find words to retaliate, this was a lesson he was never taught. As the door locked in
front of him, he managed a smile. Maybe he get out, maybe there was some hope to save Vegeta.
"I don't know anything about the Silver Power, Mr. Vegjta, but I promise that if it can help you then I will make sure I get it to you, I want
this misery to end, I want to be like Ariya, sure in her destiny." At this his eyes felt heavy and he drifted off to sleep thinking about this
girl that had changed his angry heart to a hopeful one. He found himself itching to look in her eyes, for some reason ever since they
spoke she had become beautiful in Gohan's eyes. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to even hear her voice. Though it was shrill and
sharp, it was sweet to his ears. For once it wasn't battle plans he slept with, it was words of hope.
Sorry to everyone that's been waiting so long for me to update. Right now I am trying to do scholarships and finish LAST HOPE.
So if you want something to read, LAST HOPE is getting pretty interesting. After that I will try to finish this.
"Wake up," it was a stern demand. Gohan heard it like thunder in a serene night sky. His head
was still spinning and every one of his muscles were ignorant to his pleas to speak. Instead with
one groan he manged meekly to open one of his eyes. Yet all he saw was a dark blur. He tried to
find the comfort of a ki, a familiar ki. However, all that reached him was immense darkness and a
great power. He suddenly felt alone, he suddenly felt like a child. A child that he was trying to
erase from his memories. He didn't want this vulnerability, this weakness on his part. He was
always told to be ready and strong. How would Vegeta feel if he ever found out that Gohan was not
the person he wanted Gohan to be. Would he leave him as Bulma had? Would he disown him? A tear
slipped from Gohan's red eyes. He felt a harsh slap upon his soft cheeks. "Crying is not allowed
here boy! I suggest you get ready or else I shall have to hurt you badly." It said leaving Gohan
to wander in his thoughts until he realized that it was no use to do this. He had better get up
before the situation got worse. He found his raggedy clothes burned too crisp to wear decently. A
heavy sigh unrecognizable to the young muscles of a boy's throat escaped him. His throat burned
for even a little drop of water. It was at this moment he bit his lip and let the warm fluid
comfort his throat. He didn't even care anymore where he was. It was just another dark room, another
place where he was alone. He went to the bathroom and looked at his dirty, tired face in the mirror
and quickly scrubbed it clean. Then hurridly finding another set of very plain clothes he took a
shower and he let the warmth of the water fill him. It was so comforting, so nice to let his worries
drown away. He wished this was a waterfall and he could just fall forever and never have to worry
again and be careless and free as the butterflies he had observed as a young child. He heard a
knock on his door. He quickly slipped on his outfit and opened the door to a beautiful child his age.
"Sir, my name is Ariya, and I am here to entertain you as you please, just please don't harm me...
badly." She said softly as though the words had escaped her life for generations. Yet there was
still a hint of power in those gentle syllables. He looked at her shamefully up and down. She was
unlike most girls, fit. Tiny muscles bundles inside her robe. She had a light greenish complexion,
big and beautiful piercing purples eyes. A mess of dark, curly brown, slightly spiked hair on her
head. She hadn't looked up still. Though Gohan wanted to just order her out and think some more
he let her in.
"My name is Gohan, I am afraid I don't know where I am so if I am rude will you please excuse me, I
have had a really bad day....don't worry I don't hurt people, they hurt me....." Gohan said looking
at a window biting his lip. The throat was bothering him again.
"Hmph so you don't even know why you're here and I am wasting my time? You better be sorry boy!"
She said with a profound change of attitude. It scared Gohan. When Vegeta had done this, it hadn't
nearly scared him so. Her voice was cold and shrill to his sensitive ears now. "Well don't look
so shocked, this is a place where surprises should be expected, I have been here too long and I know
it well, by the way you're here cause you got a special power, the Silver Power and please don't make
me explain it to you, its too vast to explain by words..." Ariya said a little more softly sitting
down next to Gohan.
"Do you really know why I am here?! Please Ariya if you do tell me now! I don't think I can stand this place any longer,
the feeling that radiates from these walls is one I want to forget, please if you can help me, I sware I'll do anything, please
just get me out of here, I need to go back home....." Gohan said a desperate plea shining in his dark, black eyes. He was so
nervous, so happy, and yet so suspicious of this change of events so he spoke super fast and almost lost Ariya.
"Geez cowboy slow down, besides I told you already that I can't tell you cause the subject can't be detailed and whatever
little I could tell you could get me in trouble and I like my life, or whatever's left of it now too much to just throw it away on
whatever stranger that just walks in here...unless of course the Elder Ciety want you to know, but then again they wouldn't let me talk
to you, the only reason I was allowed here was to entertain and I think I am done so goodbye..." Ariya said straightening her
robe. She felt a strong hand grab it. She followed the hand to the eyes.
"Mr. Vegeta said that if I can't get what I want the nice way, then I can get it by violence....I will let you figure it out Ariya, I am not a
bad kid but if you know something then its my right to know and I am sure you can tell me someway, I know that look in your eyes,
you're hiding something from me. For the love of sense, just tell me!"
"Well you're certainly one of the stubborn ones, aren't you?, well I suppose since you won't stop bothering me, I might as well tell you,
but not now. I am sure they will be wondering why I am taking so long with you. I will sneak in here tomorrow or something and tell you."
"Please Ariya I am no fool, for I was taught not to be fooled, how can I possibly hold you to this unwritten promise?"
"You are smart, powerful, and stubborn, what an odd mix of personality, no wonder you were chosen to carry the silver power, anyway
I suppose you are correct in not trusting me but I am telling the entire truth and unless I die tomorrow cowboy I will be here, wait hold
on, I just got an idea."
"Well?" Gohan said impatiently.
"Act like you're losing control tomorrow then they will send me here to...ease you then you will be certain that I will come."
"Or they could just knock me out." Gohan replied still untrusting. He trusted no one. She looked frustrated and intrigued by him at the
same time. Slowly and surprisingly she bent down and kissed Gohan's cheek ever so slightly, a little lovingly as well.
"You gotta trust someone in your lifetime or life's just not worth living Gohan, even though its not fair what happened to us, you shouldn't
stop trusting the world, I almost did and I realize now there is actually a little good here, I will be here and I will tell you." She said to the
surprised and blushing Gohan. Gohan couldn't find words to retaliate, this was a lesson he was never taught. As the door locked in
front of him, he managed a smile. Maybe he get out, maybe there was some hope to save Vegeta.
"I don't know anything about the Silver Power, Mr. Vegjta, but I promise that if it can help you then I will make sure I get it to you, I want
this misery to end, I want to be like Ariya, sure in her destiny." At this his eyes felt heavy and he drifted off to sleep thinking about this
girl that had changed his angry heart to a hopeful one. He found himself itching to look in her eyes, for some reason ever since they
spoke she had become beautiful in Gohan's eyes. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to even hear her voice. Though it was shrill and
sharp, it was sweet to his ears. For once it wasn't battle plans he slept with, it was words of hope.
Sorry to everyone that's been waiting so long for me to update. Right now I am trying to do scholarships and finish LAST HOPE.
So if you want something to read, LAST HOPE is getting pretty interesting. After that I will try to finish this.