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. That prospect of twenty new reviews was too tempting to pass up. I hope you are true to your word… Well, actually I was going to update anyway so it really wasn't much of a hassle to grant your request. ^^;;
Another comment to all those who loved the transformation of Ooshii Kurai this story only briefly skims the transformation. Sibling Rivalry goes a bit more into the darker side of the transformation and of course Deeper Than Soul is the complete epic of the transformation. Just FYI if you want to know more about it.
Gohan let out a cherubic smile and sat himself up beside his father. Goku was blushing a slight pink as he twiddled his thumbs.
'Silly, Dad.' Gohan thought to himself, 'He must be so embarrassed that I heard the whole fight.'
"Well, uh… It wasn't me…" Goku said looking hopefully up at Gohan.
Gohan remained clueless though. He let out a small smile and cocked his head,
"Then who? Was it Vegeta? Truly?"
They both turned at the sound to the groaning sayian prince. He emerged from a pile a rubble cursing the planet for it's unstable environment. He looked up at Gohan and Goku his eyes locking with them until he spun around looking behind him,
"What? Why is everyone staring at me?"
"Did you beat the dragon?" Gohan asked innocently.
Vegeta gawked at Gohan as if the boy had gone insane. He shook his head and turned to Goku,
"How could I have beaten the monster? I would lie and say I did but then that wouldn't solve any of my confusion. So which of you did it?" Vegeta snapped his eyes trailing from Gohan to Goku and then to the woman behind the two.
"Who are you?" He asked sharply.
"She… was revived." Goku muttered for the woman, "After the dragon was destroyed."
"Since you know so much, Kakarot, I'm guessing you defeated it." Vegeta scowled as he ambled up to them.
Goku went a pink color again and shook his face forcefully,
"No. It was Gohan."
Both Gohan and Vegeta blinked in shock. Vegeta was first to break free from the numb shock as he burst out into a fit of laughter. Gohan scowled at his reaction and snapped,
"It's not that funny."
"Gohan was beaten to a pulp. Both his arms were broken not to mention he was blind." Vegeta hissed, "And even if you toss that all the way you still have the fact that he hasn't trained in seven years!"
"I know it sounds crazy but he did! I saw him." Goku protested as Gohan just shook his head.
"If I did beat him, do you know what energy that would take?" Gohan cried, "Much more then super sayian two. He creamed me. Perhaps the heat of battle dazed you."
"Gohan's body may have been fit for it to reach super sayian two but anything higher then that would rip his body in pieces." Vegeta stated sensibly.
"And how is that different from me?!" Goku shouted, "I couldn't even turn super sayian!"
"But dad, you're Goku." Gohan replied calmly, "You've always done impossible things."
Goku let out a miserable cry of frustration. He gripped Gohan's hand suddenly and forced Gohan to look him strait into the eyes,
"Believe me. I saw you. I saw your energy wrapped about your body and… the mystic power entwined into your soul. Super Sayian Two wasn't all you are capable of Gohan. There is something other then that. Beyond that. I saw it with these eyes."
"Are you okay…" Gohan whispered warily, "You aren't acting well."
"So if he did reach this so called new level," Vegeta snickered casually, "What was it? Super Sayian three?"
He starting laughing in hysterics as if the idea of a super sayian three was hilarious to him. Goku rolled his eyes and kept his attention on Gohan who was still completely in the dark.
"Don't you remember anything at all? You had the silver hair, and the purple eyes."
"Silver? Purple?" Vegeta snorted, "Are you sure your vision wasn't inverted?"
"Can't you remember?!" Goku snapped bringing more puzzlement onto Gohan's face.
"N-no." Gohan sputtered, "Are you sure you're well?"
Goku closed his eyes allowing his frustration to subside. He turned swiftly to the woman who and managed to stay silent the whole argument.
"You saw what happened, didn't you?!" He cried, "Was it not Gohan would defeated the beast? Who revived your life?"
She was silent as she gazed over at the perplexed Gohan with her dark eyes. Her dainty lips curved into a small smirk as she stated,
"The truth is in the eyes of the beholder. Whether they be purple or amber brown."
Mirai Trunks woke up to the surging pain that spilt through all his veins in gripping gasps of pain. He fastened his eyes shut as he tried to remove the weight from off his chest. It gave a small groan as he pushed it to the floor next to him. His blue eyes fluttered opened focusing in on the beautiful face of the young Videl Satan. She was fully grown again and obviously had taken refuge in his arms when she was the three year old. He let out a secret sigh of relief that Gohan was away so not to have the powerful sayian come after him.
Chibi Trunks was leaning against his shoulder with Chichi eagle spread on the ground a few feet away from him. Everyone was fast asleep in their force fed dreams of unconsciousness. Trunks raised his head slightly allowing the pain to be recognized as a healing process. He climbed to his feet awkwardly finding that the ship had been tipped sideways in the massive waves of energy.
He crawled across the floor suddenly rather grateful for longer and stronger arms so he could reach the slabs of the door easier. He pried them open and pressed himself up onto the side of the ship. The endless desert looked as emotionless as it had been since they first landed here. But something was incredibly different. Not only had a weight been lifted of the planet's tarnished surface and the chibi affect release but a new presence had appeared. It's chi was massive but yet compressed under a flood of nothingness. It was indictable to anyone who hadn't already tasted it's power. But Mirai Trunks had certainly memorized that ghastly impression of chi in his mind and could not easily forget it.
"I don't know who you are." Mirai Trunks hissed softly, "But I hope you don't have any plans with us."
Cell sat up from his guard duty after falling into his unfruitful sleep. He felt as though someone had just ducked his head under amazing amounts of water and would not release. The power that was now surging strongly from a planet not so far from the one they rested on now was seeping from the veins of a child that Cell could not easily forget. He gritted his teeth hard as the horror of what he was witnessing was sinking in.
"Ooshii Kurai. " Cell hissed, "Of all the children why his he the fabled one?"
"Because." Goten hissed from behind the insect, "Nii-san wants nothing more or less then family. That's what he always told me was most important to him What else does he have to lose?"
"This doesn't mean your brother can save you, Goten." Cell hissed glaring at the boy in disgust.
"Yes. You're right. But it does mean that he's gonna put up a heck of a fight."
To Be Continued…
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Short? Yes I know. Blame my school and homework.
