Chapter Two- Doubts
"Have pleasant dreams, Cell?" Freesia's nasty drawl caught Cell's attention.
He turned his head to the strange creature besides him. He was white and some what muscular. His head piece and shoulder pads were purple. He looked some what like a de-morphed Kangaroo, tail included. Freesia normally got on Cell's nerves like this. If he wasn't already dead, Cell would of blasted him to the heavens and back again by now. Besides, he was a powerful cohort, even if he was annoying.
"You were screaming in your sleep, Master Cell." One of the Genu force member muttered in his normal I-am-not-worthy tone, "We were slightly worried."
Cell waved his hand as if shooing a fly away when a blast shot from his finger tips. It hit the Genu Force member and sent him hurling into the wall.
"Ow." The man muttered before falling flat on his face. The other members scrambled back into the corner of the cell, afraid of getting the same treatment.
"Temper, temper, Cell." Freesia yawned causally.
"Your associates are useless. There is only five of them and they are all a bunch of cowards." Cell snapped.
"Five because you decided to use most of them for target practice." Freesia growled.
"That's all they are good for. Besides, they can't die twice."
"Yes, but they have what we call legs." King Cold muttered form his son's side, "They do tend to run away."
King Cold was a lot like his son except for he was much larger and stupider. He had horns on the side of his heads and wore a deep purple cape. He had a royal sense of thing making him about as annoying as his son."
"That was before Goku and the green guy imprisoned us." Freesia muttered, "Now we are stuck here for the rest of our lives."
They were indeed stuck. They were placed in a small prison with at least five guards watching them. The walls were red and cracked with blast marks. All attempts to escape but the walls were too concentrated to break. Goku and Pikkon had chosen the perfect cell to put them in.
Cell glared at the other occupants of the prison. His eyes hinted with revenge and rage,
"Don't tell me you are giving up!"
Freesia looked taken aback at this question. He matched Cell's horrible gaze with his own,
"Well, as long as Goku is up there and Gohan is on earth how can we get out?" Freesia snapped.
A smirk stretched across Cell's face,
"Now is the time to strike." Cell grinned, "Gohan has died."
Freesia and King Cold stared at Cell blankly and then burst out laughing,
"I think this enclosure is finally getting to him." Freesia guffawed.
"Gohan dead! That's impossible." King Cold hooted.
Cell's violet pupils narrowed into slits. He glared at the two of them with such loathing that their amusement quickly died. Freesia gritted his teeth unable to look at Cell with that gaze,
"Even if Gohan is dead… How do you suppose that we go to earth? What if you are wrong and Gohan is waiting for us. He isn't a kid anymore. He killed you, for gosh sakes."
King Cold bit his lip and looked over at Cell,
"Is that purple haired boy dead now?"
"He should be." Cell growled tired of getting off subject, "But that doesn't matter. This is the best time to get our revenge. Both Gohan and Goku are dead and can't stop us. It will be simple!"
"What about Goten…"
Even head turned in the young Genu force members direction. He was off the ground now looking quick pale for speaking out like that. He quickly shrank into the corner with the others.
"What did you say?" Cell snapped, "That name. I have heard of that name before. Who is that?"
The Genu member kept silent. He looked as if he didn't even mean to say anything.
"Forget him, Cell." Freesia snapped, "Tell us your plan for getting us out of here."
"If it doesn't work it's your head, Cell." King Cold hissed, "I don't want to miss another week's dessert."
"What is it this week, Father?" Freesia asked respectively.
"Why, it's Apple strudel. Quite the human delicacy. Humans; they sure know how to live…"
"Shut up!" Cell yelled, "Dessert doesn't matter!"
Freesia and King Cold's attention was back on Cell. Cell was determined to keep it on him for a while now. They had short attention spans.
"If we can pull this off we can dominate of the universe for good." Cell hissed, "Our revenge will be taken."
"Okay, Cell." Freesia smiled, "How do you intend to get us out of here?"
There was a long silence,
"I'm working on it."
Everyone face fell.
King Kai strutted over to the field were Goku was training with weights.
"Hey Goku!" King Kai shouted up to him, "I think you might want to come see this."
Goku stopped powering up a Ka-ma-ha-ma-ha and glimpsed down at King Kai.
"Okay."
Goku lowered himself gently to the ground and removed the weights. He looked over at the blue Kai before him.
"Where?"
"Come with me…"
They had entered the entrance of the Home of Champions when Goku heard a familiar and angered voice.
"I told you there must be some mistake!"
Goku blinked several times and looked over at King Kai questionably.
"He is giving everyone a hard time. I thought that if you could calm him down…" King Kai sweat dropped.
"Who-"
"Look. I can't be dead!" The voice continued.
Goku and King Kai rounded the corner to see Gohan standing at the front desk arguing with the tall and large man behind the desk. Goku had to rub his eyes and pinch himself several times before he could believe his son was standing at the bridge of heaven.
"But sir- We have you right here. You died from drowning."
"That's impossible!" Gohan snapped, "I was talking and picking flowers with Goten. Nothing like that could of happened to cause my death! I wasn't even near a lake… was I?"
"I believe you can't remember your own death, sir." The man muttered.
"But I didn't die!"
"Gohan?" Goku cried in complete shock.
"Oh good. Family reunion. Lord, help me." The man behind the desk muttered.
Gohan turned about. His eyes lit up upon seeing his father.
"Dad?!"
Time had flow past since Gohan's death. It had been two weeks already. Chichi was devastated when she found out. She called Bulma up and pleaded for the Dragon Balls to bring her little baby back. Bulma agreed that getting the Dragon Balls was the best idea while Vegeta said in the background that it was a waste of a wish.
Bulma contacted Dende and Dende sent Mr. Popo out to search for the Dragon Balls with Bulma's searching device. They weren't certain that the Dragon Balls would be back again. They could only hope for Gohan's sake.
Goten had to be the worst off. He would only talk to Trunks, his best friend. But even Trunks couldn't get what happened in the valley out of Goten. Goten was just to shaken about it.
Although they had a small funeral for Gohan, they did not tell anyone. Even Videl was not told of what happened. They didn't want the risk of Gohan coming back to leak out. But it would only be a matter of time, before Videl would find out.
"Goten." Videl shouted as she landed outside their house one day. Goten was sitting in the front yard tossing rocks into the creek. He didn't even look up when she called. This ticked her off.
"Goten! Tell me where Gohan is! The teachers said that he went back to home schooling…"
Goten looked up at Videl his face very somber. He still did not answer her. Defeated, Videl decided she would look around for him herself.
She found Chichi out tending to her garden not far off. She landed and walked over.
"Chichi. Hey, do you know where Gohan is?"
"He's studying." Chichi said in the kindest voice she could managed, "I'll tell him you dropped by."
Videl looked uncertain but took the mother's words. She took off back towards town all the way wondering if Gohan was really even at home…
To Be Continued…
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