Won the Battle, Losing the War
Disclaimers: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or any of the characters. If I did Great Sayaman wouldn't exist. Yes. ~bows to her applauses~
Author's Note: Okay! My favorite part has be revealed! I hope you all enjoy these next couple of chapters as they are stuck on Chibi Planet! Lol. I have always wanted to say that…
Gohan clung on to the sides of the precipice as his hands began to bleed. His heart pounded hard against his rib cage as he looked down below to the endless drop. His brain pounded with thousands of questions about how he got here or how he was going to get out of this situation.
Looking up, Gohan could see the silhouette of his brother waiting for him. Goten's voice echoed about him as he clung frozen to the side of the cliff.
"Save me brother! Save me, Nii-san! Save me! Gohan, please save me!"
"I'm trying…" Gohan muttered through gritted teeth as he looked about him for some sort of hand hold, "I just can't find a way…"
"Save me!"
"I'm trying."
"Save me!"
"I'm trying." Gohan cried as his foot holds failed to support him anymore.
Gohan struggled against gravity to stay up. Goten's constant haunts still rang about in his ears till finally it broke him…
"I CAN'T!" Gohan cried as he hugged himself against the wall, "I just can't"
Warm tears tumbled down his red cheeks as he clung the cries of his brother dying instantly. Gohan buried his face into his arms as he wept. He couldn't save his brother he couldn't…
A sharp pain stabbed Gohan's body as he slowly regained consciousness. Gohan lifted his heavy head slightly of the control panel as he felt his face. Tears were still falling from his poignant dream mixing with the blood from a cut on his lip. Gohan wiped the blood off and looked down at his suddenly healed leg. And slightly smaller. Gohan blinked in confusion at his legs that were dangling a few feet from the floor. Normally when he sat in a chair such as this he could reach the floor quite easily.
It was then that Gohan realized he wasn't alone in the chair. He turned finding someone leaning against him.
"Goten?!" Gohan cried in shock but took it back almost immediately.
'It wasn't Goten at all,' Gohan thought sadly as the person let out a faint sigh of pain.
"Dad?" Gohan tried again, "Dad, can you hear me?"
At these words, Goku's eyes fluttered opened resting upon his fairly younger son. Goku's eyes widened as he cried in his tiny voice,
"We have been transported back to the Cell games! My Kami no!!!"
"No. It's okay, Dad." Gohan whispered hoping not to hear his own voice fully yet.
Goku bonded up to stand on top of the leather seat and looked about in fright,
"What happened?" He asked, "Why do I feel short all of the sudden… And why are you taller than me, Gohan?"
"I am not sure but you aren't forty anymore Dad." Gohan smiled weakly, "You're twelve."
"Twelve?!" Goku cried, "But I have only been twelve once! I don't want to go back!"
"Or eleven or thirteen. I don't know for sure." Gohan called hoping to calm his father down.
"Owie." A small voice emitted from behind the two twelve year olds. Both of them leapt down from the chair coming across Trunks who lay eagle spread on the floor.
"Hey. You okay, Trunks?" Gohan asked.
Gohan then spotted the sword that was now fairly bigger than the boy laying next to him and corrected himself,
"Mirai Trunks."
"My head." Trunks answered rubbing his skull, "I think I fractured it or something."
"Don't be silly." Goku grinned, "Sayians have thick skulls."
"No, Dad." Gohan corrected, "Only you have a thick skull."
"Oh yeah!" Goku replied.
The blurriness finally faded from Trunks' eyes as he fully realized what he was seeing,
"Ah! We have been transported back to the Cell games!"
Both Gohan and Goku sweat dropped as Mirai Trunks bounded to his feet,
"Hey! Goten?" Mirai Trunks muttered staring at Goku, "Or is it you, Goku?"
"He's slow but he catches on." Gohan commented deserving an angry glare from Mirai Trunks.
"What's going on?" Mirai Trunks asked still thoroughly confused.
"We don't know." Goku and Gohan said in unison.
"Hey! Hello? Anybody there?" Bulma gasped as she lost contact with the ship's radar, "Hey! Guys can you hear me?"
"What's wrong?" Hercule and Mr. Briefs asked.
"I don't know. They won't respond. Something has gone wrong." Bulma said in a panic rush as she pressed thousands of buttons to reestablish contact with their space ship.
Gohan pushed back the trap door and held out his hand down into the darkness below. He formed a small ki blast into his hands causing it to act like a flashlight. Down below, Gohan could see Chibi Trunks laying limply against the metal ladder.
"Ah. Chibi Trunks looks fine. He didn't de-age at all." Gohan sighed in relief.
"Great. Now we can't tell us apart." Mirai Trunks groaned.
Gohan hovered down to where the young boy lay and grasped him about the waist being careful not to harm him any farther. He hugged the young boy close as he hover back and handed him to Mirai Trunks and Goku who lifted him up all the way.
"Go see if you can find Vegeta down there." Mirai Trunks hissed slightly worried.
"On it." Gohan nodded heading off into the dark abyss with only the beckon of his ki blast to light his way.
"Goku!" Bulma cried as the picture slowly began to fuzz back into focus.
Her eyes fell upon Goku's young face as he worked on the control panel, "Goten?"
Goku looked up slightly confused as he saw the fuzzy picture of Bulma. He placed in the last wire as it came fully into focus.
"No. Goku here." Goku smiled slightly embarrassed.
"But…how?" Bulma gasped, "How could you be that age?"
"Well, we haven't figured that out yet." Mirai Trunks answered behind Goku.
"Trunks looks fine." Bulma muttered slightly lost as her curious father and Hercule came up behind her.
"Oh." Goku turned to Mirai Trunks who was currently working on the lighting systems, "That's Mirai Trunks."
"Yo." Mirai Trunks grunted waving a hand over to them not looking up from his work.
Bulma let a funny noise as her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
"Where's my grandson then?" Mr. Briefs asked as the cat on his shoulder leapt on top of Bulma's head.
"Unconscious." Goku replied simply, "He's fine though. No harm done."
"How old is he?!" Bulma cried grabbing the cat off her head and squeezing the life out of it.
"Same age." Goku shrugged, "He's lucky."
"This better be a joke." Bulma growled.
"Where's Videl?!" Hercule asked in a panic, "Where is my daughter?"
Several screams exited down below from the engine room. Both Mirai Trunks and Goku looked down at the trap door and then went back to working as Bulma and Hercule practically panicked,
"What was that?!" Both Bulma and Hercule cried.
"Oh that?" Goku asked as the screams stopped, "Gohan probably ran into Vegeta about now."
"Is Gohan smaller too?" Bulma inquired.
"Yep. My guess, Vegeta is too."
"How much smaller."
"My age." Goku shrugged.
"Forty?" Hercule replied dumbly.
"No! Twelve!" Bulma cried smacking him upside the head with the suffocating cat.
Gohan drew back the thin air into his lungs as he lifted his glowing hand out again coming to the very angry face of an eight year old Vegeta. Vegeta frowned lightly as his eyes narrowed upon Gohan's innocent juvenile face.
"So it happened to you too, huh?" Vegeta hissed in his high pitched drawl.
"Yes." Gohan smiled weakly, "Sorry for screaming."
Vegeta didn't reply. Instead he grabbed Gohan by his wrist and pulled him in a different direction. To the back of the ship…
As they reached the other opening, Vegeta turned to Gohan and scowled,
"Try not to panic. And also, you might want to step back."
Gohan's eyebrows rose ever so slightly as if to question Vegeta. Vegeta grasped the rusty ladder and climbed up to the top pushing the trap door to the side. Almost instantly a blur shot past him and fell on top of Gohan.
Gohan groaned under the weight of what fell on top of his chest to have it staring him strait in the face,
"Videl?!" Gohan gasped staring at the buoyant face of a three year old.
"How do you know my name, Mister?" Videl asked cutely as she sucked on her thumb.
"You…are really young." Gohan gulped.
"Wait till we find your mom." Vegeta growled, "Oh. And they won't remember a thing about you. They didn't know you at their ages."
"Why? We can all recognize each other?" Gohan asked puzzled as he pushed Videl off him.
"They are humans." Vegeta hissed, "Do the math."
Gohan looked back to Videl who was now playing with one of her little pigtails. Gohan couldn't help but smile at the Chibi Videl. She was awfully adorable.
"Hey. My name is Gohan." Gohan introduced himself lifting her into his arms.
"My name's Videl…" Videl giggled, "Oh! You knew that!"
Unable to climb up the ladder with his arms full, Gohan decided to do the next best thing…
"Hold on." Gohan smirked as he pushed off the ground.
"Weeee!" Videl squealed as they shot up to the top, "Lookie! We're flying!"
Gohan landed softly on the carpeted floor outside the girl's room. Everything was fairly crushed in the hallway with claw marks on the walls and a bent pan in the on the floor. At the sight of the pan, Gohan felt dread begin to rise up to his heart.
"Again! Again!" Videl cheered. "Let's do it again!"
Gohan put Videl on the ground as she ran around in circles about his legs.
"Vegeta? Vegeta? Where are you?" Gohan cried.
"Veggie head?! Where'd ya go?!" Videl called along with Gohan.
Gohan smiled lightly as he realized Videl was becoming quite attached to him.
There was a sudden scream as Vegeta fell out of the nearest room. He ducked just in time as a vase was flung at his head.
"You pervert! You don't sneak up on a girl while she's sleeping! Who taught you manners?!"
"Mom?" Gohan guessed unable to recognize the voice fully.
A cute face appeared from behind the door. The girl did look like a mini Chichi except for her outfit was a bit revealing for pink armor.
"Goku!" She cried upon seeing him.
She raced out of the room, stepping on Vegeta, and jumped into Gohan's arms.
"Thank you so much for rescuing me, Goku." Chichi cried burying her face into Gohan's chest, "I was so scared for a while there!"
Videl put up a sulky face as she stuck out her bottom lip,
"It's Gohan. Not Goku." She pouted.
"Nice haircut." Chichi commented ignoring Videl.
"Uh…I'm not Goku…" Gohan muttered weakly as she played with his hair, "I'm Son Gohan. I'm Goku's son."
Chichi's face went suddenly pale,
"You mean Goku cheated on me?!" She cried in shock.
"No! I mean, I'm your son-"
"Oh, Goku! You're such a kidder!" She grinned slapping Gohan on his back.
"Don't even try, brat." Vegeta hissed, "They won't recognize you. Just like they won't recognize me or anyone else."
"Maybe we should go find the others." Gohan smiled sheepishly.
"Mine!" Videl hissed to Chichi as she hugged Gohan's leg.
"Sorry kid. We're engaged." Chichi snapped pushing Videl away, "Aren't we, Goku?"
"Help!" Gohan cried to Vegeta.
"Hey. Kakarot's mat- I mean Chichi." Vegeta hissed, "Kakarot- I mean Goku is up in the cockpit. So get your hands off my brother."
"Oh really?" Chichi exclaimed and then blushed, "So sorry, Gohan."
"Brother?" Gohan mouthed to Vegeta.
"What did want me to say? Son?" Vegeta hissed back as Chichi dashed off.
"Giddy up!" Videl cried jumping onto Gohan's shoulders and fastening her legs about his neck.
"Hey mom." Trunks muttered after having a panic attack of seeing another of himself and thinking Goku was Goten.
"Trunks." Bulma sighed with relief, "I am so glad you are alright."
The doors to the cockpit suddenly opened as all the power shot back on the ship. In ran a little girl in pink armor who flung herself on top of Goku.
"Chichi?!" Goku cried.
"Oh Goku!" Chichi cooed, "I was so worried when the ugly troll man attack me."
"Ugly troll man?" Goku and Bulma repeated slightly amused.
"Not a word." Vegeta hissed from the door way not even slightly surprised to see Bulma's face on the vid-screen.
"Ha! I never knew you were so cute when you were little!" Bulma laughed in hysterics seeing her husband at eight years.
"Yeah! What happened Vegeta?!" Goku laughed.
"Shut up, woman. You too, Kakarot" Vegeta snarled.
Gohan walked in and placed Videl on the ground lightly. Hercule nearly passed out at seeing Videl so young.
"Hiya Daddy! Whatcha doing up there for?" She asked cutely.
It was then that Hercule did pass out. Bulma didn't even notice the slight quake as the large man hit the floor,
"So you all got turned chibi once you entered this planet's atmosphere?" Bulma questioned not needing a reply, "That means something on this planet has done this to you. And it might not wear of even if you leave it."
"Great." Mirai Trunks hissed angrily, "There goes that idea."
Videl, who couldn't care else about what the adults were talking about ran up and grabbed Chichi's helmet of her head.
"Hey!" Chichi cried as the little toddler placed it on her own head.
It drooped over her eyes as she ran about the room with Chichi chasing after her. They ran past Gohan and Vegeta and down through the seating area to the stairs that lead down to the hallway once more.
"Talk to you later, Bulma." Goku hissed cutting the conversation before she could protest.
Goku then turned abruptly to the two Trunks,
"Which of you is stronger?"
"Me." Both of them said in unison.
"This isn't working." Gohan sighed.
"Okay…" Goku pondered for a minute, "One of you go after them. We need Mirai Trunks to fix to ship."
"Why?" Both Trunks pouted.
"We just do." Vegeta snarled.
One of the Trunks nodded and ran off in the direction of the girls as the other went up to the control panel to exam it.
"I tried my best." Goku hissed, "But I can't understand it."
"I need to fix the engine. That's my best bet to getting this running again." Mirai Trunks muttered thumbing his chin.
Gohan lifted the trap door for him so he could go down below. Once he was gone, Gohan turned to the other two in the cockpit.
"I want to investigate where we are."
"You?" Vegeta snorted. "You can barely turn Super Sayian anymore."
"He's right." Goku muttered softly to Gohan, "It would be safer if you stayed here. Me and Vegeta will go investigate where we are."
As if to signal their decision they both tried to power up. All Vegeta ended up doing was blowing a lot of dust that knocked a grunting Goku off his feet.
"What's wrong?" Gohan asked curiously.
"I can turn super sayian." Vegeta hissed angrily, "It's as if my body has forgotten how."
"Same here." Goku muttered from the floor.
"Let me try." Gohan volunteered cheerfully.
"No! No!" Both Vegeta and Goku cried out.
Gohan's hair jetted upwards almost instantly turning a pure gold as his muscle broadened on his arms and legs. His eyes faded into a deep turquoise causing him to smirk. It came quite easier then it usually did.
"Well…It seems to be working fine for me," Gohan smiled turning around, "Guys? Guys?!"
Both Vegeta and Goku were flung against the side of the ship engraving themselves in the wall. Vegeta was hanging right side up as Goku hung upside down beside him.
"Thank you so much for not listening to us, Gohan." Vegeta snarled fighting to break free.
"So many golden birdies." Goku cried with his eyes in swirls
To Be Continued…
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No Flames. Constructive Criticism accepted…
So now I guess they'll have to bring Gohan along. Hehehehe! Major Goku bashing in the next couple of chapters. But not on purpose. It's not my fault he can't fly at twelve. *snickers evilly*
