Chapter Thirty Eight- Queen Rikona
Cascaded into a cold obscurity, Gohan reached about the darkness hoping for his hands to latch on to something to lessen his fall. His hand groped onto something that burned up his arm and into his mind. At first, all Gohan could see was a bright crimson pain incrusted in his thoughts. But slowly the heat faded away forming into foggy shapes and images. The voices dully rang in Gohan's ears as they vibrated out of the hazy images.
In a flash, the shapes became a landscape and the voices exited out of two people. One male, one female. Trunks and Videl. They were talking but for some reason they didn't notice his confused face. Or perhaps they couldn't see him. They seemed oblivious to the boy who was standing before them. Their words slowly registered into his mind after several confusing minutes.
"We did it! We beat it!"
"Yeah! No more bad guys!"
Gohan shook his head and tried to attempt conversation with these images.
"What's going on?"
"Gohan!" Videl exclaimed racing up and wrapping her arms about him, "You were amazing."
Suddenly, Videl's grip on him faded and Gohan was left in the darkness as he watched Videl's form wither in wild flames before his eyes. With a terror painted across his young face, Gohan collapsed backwards in the darkness trying to shield his eyes from the ghastly images that were glassed on them…
Gohan jerked upward so hard out of his bed that nearly knocked the sheets, that had been rest about his sleeping form, crashing into the wall across the room. Gohan gathered himself together quickly used to his horrible dreams that often spilled into his mind in its most dormant state.
"I really need a dream catcher." Gohan hissed sarcastically to himself.
Gohan's eyes wandered to the door where a strange mist was bellowing out from behind the closed doors. Gohan thought it was maybe just his eyes playing tricks on him but no matter how many times he blinked the mist remained. Gohan cast a quick glance about the room to the other people who shared it with him.
Goku was fast asleep in the four posted next to him muttering things to himself.
"Daisy milk really good white bread in the salsa sun. Yummy…" Goku grinned licking his lips absentmindedly.
Gohan rolled his eyes trying not to picture what ever was going on in his father's head at his very moment. His father wasn't exactly expected to have a son as smart as Gohan became.
Mirai and Chibi Trunks both shared the four poster on the other side of Goku. Both seemed to be perfectly fine and dreaming as well. Vegeta sat leaning against the door in a deep meditation which wasn't surprising to Gohan. He had volunteered to be lookout just in case this night. Gohan trusted that Vegeta wouldn't stir if he left.
Slipping out of his bed quietly, Gohan padded across the floor with his bare feet reaching the door with out making hardly any noise. Carefully, Gohan opened the slide door slipped out into the dark corridors of the mist covered grounds. Once he had left, one of Vegeta's eyes squinted opened slightly…
Chibi Trunks sat up out of his bed after Gohan exited the room. With the approval glance from his father, Trunks trailed after the thoughtless teenager. Vegeta watched his son leave and then went back into mediation again with a plan…
"KING KAI!" A voice exploded in the blue Kai's mind.
King Kai tumbled over clutching his head in irritation. With a slight regain of composure, King Kai answered to rude call.
"I can hear you just fine, Vegeta. You do not need to break my ear drums." King Kai hissed, "Beside, I was trying to recover from sneaking into Goku's dream."
"Listen here, fatty." Vegeta snarled, "Gohan just headed out of the room. I doubt he is getting a midnight snack."
"He is going to talk to Queen Rikona." King Kai answered calmly, "The Queen of the Moonlight kingdom. The kingdom you have stumbled upon."
"But the villagers told us that their Queen is dead."
"Not all sprits depart into the other world. Many remain daunted by the errors in their past life. Rikona rules her planet even in her death, I'm afraid."
"So Gohan has gone to chat with a dead Onna." Vegeta snapped, "Typical of Kakarot's brat."
"What else do you need?"
"Directions." Vegeta hissed, "We are leaving this planet soon after Gohan is done. I am tired of waiting around here without being able to spar."
Gohan entered to empty park not really knowing what he was doing in the place. Gohan rested against a slick rock that was as black as the abyss of space. With a slight sigh, Gohan found himself lost in the memories of his haunting dreams and Seiko's predictions again.
"Looking for trouble, Gohan?"
Gohan nearly leap a foot coming face to face with the young face of Rikona once more. Gohan blinked a couple of times as he regain his trail of thought.
"You startled me." Gohan sputtered.
"The dog is always scared of the cat before it strikes," Rikona smiled lightly, "Old wisdom. But what are you did come here for me to scare you no doubt."
"There was an only fortune-"
"Yes. Seiko predicts the fortune of many. Is what she uncovered troubling you, Gohan?"
"Uh… yeah." Gohan smiled sheepishly, "She practically proclaimed the death of everyone I have ever known."
"I see…"
"Is what she tells true?" Gohan asked in a slightly anxious tone, "Please tell me!"
"We all have our own opinion of Seiko." Rikona smiled, "I believe she is a guide. Whether she tells truth or fiction is not possible to determine. The future is never written, Gohan. Remember that."
Gohan puzzled over Rikona's words for a couple of seconds before another thought arose in his mind,
"Are the Dragon's and Falcon's related to this kingdom?"
"Alas." Rikona sighed, "They do come from this world. Their tribes have been rivaling for centuries. Somehow they escaped my rule and have been raging in space ever since. I am afraid it is my fault that you got involved. I tried to move their quarrels closer home so I could have some control over their fights. I didn't foresee the destruction they might create."
"Are they still fighting?" Gohan asked sadly.
"Unfortunately, they are." Rikona muttered, "I know you probably wished that they would see an error in their ways at what Videl did to them. But some things aren't that easy."
"I just hoped that they wouldn't hurt any more peaceful people like the Shiiki."
"I wished the same about the Sayians. And we got lucky, didn't we? Both of them will see their errors some day. Did you know that Julio and Erika are brother and sister?"
"No." Gohan said quite startled, "That's amazing."
"Major Sibling dispute, huh?" Rikona smirked, "Those two have never gotten along. But when Erika almost died... I did sense a bit of distress coming from Julio. Perhaps the end is closer then we think?"
Gohan was silent for several minutes thinking of the terror filled dreams again. Rikona's voice broke the silence after a while, "On a good note, your friend Hi was saved."
"Really?" Gohan asked in amazement, "Where?"
"He meant to say goodbye to you but you were still out. He and the rest of his people were moved back to their home planet with supplies to rebuild. Many more survived then they thought. So Hi will be fine."
"That's great." Gohan smiled, "Just great."
Gohan turned around to find Rikona was gone. Smiling slightly, Gohan let out a sigh of relief. The weight had been slightly lifted off his shoulders.
"Hey." Chibi Trunks hissed exiting out from the shadows, "You alright there, Gohan?"
"I'm fine." Gohan smiled. "You?"
"Good." Trunks muttered raising a curious eyebrow at Gohan, "Dad and Mirai Trunks are getting the ship ready. We need to get the girls so we can leave this place."
"Okay." Gohan said racing off to the girl's quarters.
Trunks sat watching him leave keeping his eyes on the grass. There was a slight breeze and Trunks spun around seeing no one there. Growling lightly, Trunk turned to leave,
"Dumb wind."
"God Speed, Trunks…"
Trunks spun back around again still not seeing anything to the bodiless voice. He shrugged lightly and dashed after Gohan's fleeing back.
To Be Continued
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