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Shinzon – New Existence
Chapter 6: The Crystal Ball
Goku looked nothing like he had earlier. He was barring his teeth and he had a mad look about his eyes. His grip was tight as though he didn't care he was hurting his oldest son. For another, a growling noise was being made from his mouth. Gohan, for the least, was shocked.
"Dad?" Goku didn't answer but tightened his hold on Gohan, making Gohan feel very uncomfortable. He tried prying his father's hands from his shoulders, but Goku just relented and did not let go. "Dad, stop, you're hurting me," pleaded Gohan. Goku let a sadistic grin appear on his face and Gohan definitely knew something was wrong with his father. He rose his ki and expanded it outwards, starting to yell. Goku instinctually jumped away from his son, his smirk replaced with a frown.
Gohan stood up with a bit of anger in his eyes. "What has gotten into you, dad?" The question was demanding, but soft in its own way. Goku neither moved nor answered, just stood against the wall in the corner of the room staring at his son with that mad look in his eyes, and it seemed they looked a bit murderous too. Gohan didn't know what to do. Goten was asleep in his room for sure, so he was no help. Could possibly Vegeta or someone else come? Only time would tell, and, unfortunately for him, he had little of that.
Gohan stared at his father for some more minutes, trying to decide what the best possible plan was. Goku moved a half-step towards the door, and Gohan caught the movement, tensing up. He tried to reach out and feel his father's ki, but, for some odd reason, something was interfering with his searching and he found himself unable to feel it. Now what could he do?
Suddenly there was a tap at the window, and as Gohan turned his head to find out what that was, his father decided to maul his son into the ground. Hard, without any mercy of holding back his strength. This sent Gohan crashing into the ground, hitting his head on the floor, and making himself get knocked out cold.
Goku stood up triumphantly when he suddenly felt dizzy for no reason and fell to the floor, out cold as well.
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The little girl all in white giggled. Her mission had been fairly easy to herself. She thought her powers would be used in better use by her master but obviously at this stage they must not have been needed. It didn't matter too much to her anyway. It had been fun abusing him to harm his own kin. She just hoped her next assignment would be to kill.
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"I have results!" Bulma cried in triumphant, picking up the test tube and peering at its color change from clear to black. It had changed, and that's all that really mattered at this point. On the other hand, Vegeta wasn't enthused at all.
"What does it mean?" He seethed.
"Just hold on, Vegeta! I'm finding that out now!" Bulma stopped her little parading and moved over to the computer, checking the screen in deep concentration. She read and reread the screen as she paled.
Vegeta, noticing this skin color change, moseyed on over and looked at the computer screen him self. What he saw made him pale also. The screen had come up with the results of whose blood was on the knife.
It was Trunks'.
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Gohan had awoken up to find his father lying on the ground next to him. Not knowing what had happened after he was knocked out, Gohan jumped up and stood back, preparing for any assault his father might try to put on him. Goku remained motionless on the floor, still out cold. Gohan let a sigh escape from his lips as he sat on the bed and watched his father in deep thought.
He hoped Goten would remain asleep for awhile. He extended his senses out to make sure Goten was fine. Goten was still sleeping peacefully. Suddenly there came a rap at the front door, an urgent one. Wondering who the heck it could be, Gohan proceeded cautiously downstairs and opened it.
Trunks was standing there, covered in blood half-way on his body and he looked a wreck. His chest was heaving as though he had run for many miles. Gohan urgently pulled Trunks in and set him down on the couch in a lying position, walking fast into the kitchen to grab some pain killer medicine and some bandages to wrap any wounds he might have suffered. He came back in and put them on, mainly across his chest because that was where Trunks suffered the most. Knife cuts, one as deep as almost an inch, were inflicted heavily around the area and he was revolted at who could do something like this.
A few minutes later, Trunks had his eyes closed and was breathing to the best of his abilities after being laden with so many injuries. He seemed to be waiting to tell Gohan something, but Gohan had told him to wait and rest. He was currently upstairs while Trunks remained downstairs. Goten had came down a minute ago and was now watching his best friend with the utmost concern, his little eyes wide and a bit fearful.
Trunks slowly turned his head to look at Goten, and whispered something inaudible. Goten leaned in and heard the ending of his sentence, "... after your dad." More fear flew into Goten's eyes.
"My daddy? What about my daddy? Who's after him?" He demanded from his friend for the information. No one was going to hurt his dad, his dad was already hurt enough. Trunks remained quiet for a few minutes, then whispered a bit more loudly,
"She's after your dad. This woman who has two assistants. She's very deadly, but I don't know her name." Just then Gohan proceeded back downstairs and came in to check on Trunks.
"How's your chest area feeling?"
"Better... I guess..." Trunks told Gohan what he just told Goten. Gohan nodded slightly.
"I believe you completely, Trunks, since I have nothing else to believe in to this point. I don't know anything of what's going on anymore." Trunks let a small smile appear on his face.
"Just... one more thing...."
"Yeah?"
"Whatever you do... Don't look into the crystal ball."