Chapter Thirty Three- Captive
Gohan's amber eyes fluttered opened taking in his father's face with his distorted vision. His eyes were blank to the pain that should have been searing through his broken body at the moment. Goku wasn't really sure that his son was really awake until Gohan uttered in the smallest voice possible.
"It hurts." Gohan moaned closing his eyes as tears filled them, "So much."
"I know." Goku said softly brushing Gohan's tears away, "Don't worry. You'll heal rather fast."
"Get him to his feet." The guard hissed once more banishing it's strange weapon at the two. Mirai Trunks glared angrily at the guard. Did he not see what shape Gohan was in?
"Dad…I can't move my other arm…" Gohan said in a sudden panicked voice.
Gohan tried to look over to his arm but he couldn't lift his head without the pain pouring through his limp body. Goku squeezed Gohan's hand that he was holding and smiled softly, "Don't worry. It's still there. It's just broken."
Gohan let out a small sigh of relief. Broken wasn't nearly as bad as it being gone. He didn't want to relive Mirai Trunks' timeline. Without an arm, he was even more of a target. Goku placed a arm under Gohan's neck and lifted his son carefully upwards. Gohan squinted in pain but did not complain at all. He bit his lip and focused on staying on his feet as the pain rippled through his body trying to drown him under their waves.
"We need to take him to a hospital." Mirai Trunks demanded, "What do you have for first aid that we could use?"
"Nothing." The person snapped, "Prisoners are not given any treatment. You are to come quietly or in pieces."
"You don't understand!" Trunks shouted, "He is in need of medical attention. If we do not hurry he will not survive. His injuries are enough to kill him. Please!"
The person lifted off its helmet as beautiful long silver hair flowed out like silk. It was a gorgeous woman. Her canny blue eyes bore through Trunks' causing him to stumble backwards.
"No. You do not understand. If he dies, he will be added to the casualties of the war. And that's more honor for our side. The more deaths we cause the higher our credit goes. The more people fear us. You should not have opposed us. Now you are our slaves to do with as we please."
"Hmph." Mirai Trunks growled, "You are just high and mighty cause you have advanced technology."
"I would quit while you're ahead." The girl snapped pressing the gun to Trunks' neck, "Move. Now."
Trunks flung his arms into the air while she pressed him forward. Goku followed behind supporting a wounded Gohan.
"Videl?" Chibi Trunks asked shaking Videl carefully.
Videl opened her eyes slowly staring at the boy who was holding her up. Videl blinked in confusion, her brain trying to register what had happened.
"Can you stand?" Trunks asked uncertainly.
"Yeah. I think so." Videl whispered pulling herself upwards to her weak legs, "Man, I feel like I was hit by a bus."
"More like a stunner gun." Vegeta said darkly.
Videl spun about seeing Vegeta seated by the bars of the jail. Apparently they were in a prison of some kind. The floors and walls were made of complete solid steel of some sort. And judging but the dents, Vegeta and Trunks had already tried to escape.
Videl stared blankly at Vegeta as she tried to think of what to say. She could remember what had happened and she didn't know where Gohan was.
"Is G-"
"You're mate is fine for the moment." Vegeta said softly, "His ki level is fading fast but that could just be because of the distance that is between us."
"What do you mean?"
"We are on a space ship, Videl." Chibi Trunks said quite bluntly, "We are going to be sold as slaves if me and dad can't break out of here in time."
"Slaves?" Videl cried, "No way! Why can't you two stop this?"
"Because they have the strongest metal we have ever seen." Trunks proclaimed, "I doubt its even metal."
The images that had happened only a few hours ago rushed back in a huge tidal wave. Videl was so overwhelmed she stumbled backwards into the wall and slid down. She closed her eyes and took several small gasps of air as Trunks leaned over her in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Videl snapped, "I'm fine."
Or as fine as fine could be when your surrounded by death and are about to be sold as a slave.
"Each of the slaves shall walk through this device." The girl stated pointing to the circular metal pieces that curled from the floor to the ceiling of the ship, "This way we can see if you have any types of valuables on you."
Gohan stood weakly on his feet now with only the wall as support. They each had strange metal hand cuffs about their wrist that seemed to expel electricity if they tried to wiggle or break free. Goku could no longer help Gohan along and Goku knew it was killing him inside. Mirai Trunks seemed extremely unnerved by the cruelty of these people.
Several of the Shiiki had been brought aboard, none of them in really good shape. One of them was Hi who was suffering from a limp. Hi's large eyes fell upon Gohan but he was forced to stay in line or suffer death. Tears spilt as he muttered some weak sobs in his strange language. Trunks recognized it as a prayer of some sort for Gohan obviously. It was strange but Gohan should be mending not getting worse… Trunks' worry had faded away when he saw Gohan walk his way into the room but strangely Gohan's injuries hadn't healed since then.
Gohan closed his eyes and took several struggled breaths as he tried to keep the pain from covering his mind in darkness. Goku was watching Gohan carefully as his son started to slink down the wall.
"Gohan, fight it." Goku said softly.
Gohan's eyes opened slightly as Gohan pushed himself up once more.
Goku knew what was wrong… but he didn't know how to heal it. Only Vegeta knew that… Darn that Vegeta.
So Gohan is dying, is he, Goku? Vegeta thought quietly to himself, And of the Ikioi illness. Funny that a boy that strong would get that disease. But it is common in hybrids…
"What's up, Dad?" Trunks said softly so not to disturb Videl who had fallen off to sleep.
"Gohan is dying." Vegeta said darkly, "Of the Ikioi illness."
"The what?" Trunks asked baffled.
"It's an illness I prevented you from getting when your mother gave birth to you. There is a poison on earth that can act as a repellent to the illness in hybrid Sayians." Vegeta muttered, "It's called Hemlock."
"Wouldn't that kill us?"
"It would normally put a human to an endless sleep. But for Sayians it is harmless. Usually we don't give out the antidote on the planet to cause suffering the fools who crossbred. But apparently, Goku did not do the same for Gohan. I don't know how but… The affects of his last transformation must have kicked the illness in. Either that or his severe injuries."
"Where is Goku going to find Hemlock?" Trunks asked softly.
"He won't." Vegeta hissed, "Gohan is going to die… again."
Chichi rushed over to Goku at catching sight of him. Her heart bled with joy at seeing she wasn't separated with him as she had originally thought. But she stopped dead at the sight of Gohan.
"What! What did you do to my son, Goku!" Chichi screamed just to be probed with an electric stick. She scowled at the pain and hissed angry words as Goku stared sorrowfully at his son. He didn't know what to do. And Vegeta was the only one who knew the cure. If only he was here right now...
"Get in there." A guard hissed grabbing Chichi roughly and pushing her through. The alarm did not sound so she was allowed to go on. Mirai Trunks went next having to give up his sword with much dislike. And then Goku who sent one last look at his son as he walked through. Goku was welcomed through and taken away to a cell. And once he had been released from the cuffs and pushed into the cell, Goku couldn't help but wonder if he would ever see his son again…
Then he began his fight on the walls and bars of the jail.
Gohan was ripped away from the wall and pushed through the circular detector. It let out several beeps and glowed a bright red. The silver haired girl approached him to remove his necklace but Gohan backed away. He began fight his cuffs and crying out in pain trying to keep her away. That was his only chance to save Goten. He couldn't let her take it.
"Leave me alone!" Gohan screamed backing into a control panel, "If you take this my brother will die!"
His vision was slipping fast as the girl continued to walk towards him. Gohan's eyes shut tight as he slipped off into an uneasy darkness.
Erika stood there uncertainly staring at the teenage boy as he lay. Her heart stung at his last words. She turned to the nearest guard and hissed, "Take him to the infirmary."
"But he is a slave." The silver haired man stated in shock.
"Yes. But he… he is just a kid. He needs serious medical attention." Erika said firmly, "We are powerful not heartless. Remember that."
The man nodded and lifted the heavy boy into his arms, "Whatever you say, Commander."
To Be Continued…
Please Read and Review!
The Falcons and The Dragons are the names of the people that are holding them captive. The Falcons have silver hair and the Dragons have gold. You will meet the Dragons in the next chapter. Erika is the commander of the Falcons and Julio is the commander of the Dragons. You will learn more about their rival tensions in the next chapter.
