Disclamier: I do not own Dragonball Z, nor do I own any of the characters.


Everyone stared at Gohan with surprise. Selena got up off her throne and walked up to Gohan.

"Gohan?"
"Yes, Grandma?"
"How long have you been able to do this?"
"Oh, for a while. You should see some of the fun tricks I do."

Gohan's face grew serious as a light purple glow emanated from him. His eyes turned black as he let his power go. Candles, chairs and eve the rugs were flying around the room. Everyone looked in amazement at how much control this young boy has over his power. The objects slowly went back to their original place, with nothing broken. Gohan blinked and his innocent eyes returned, along with his happy smile.

"Gohan, would you be willing to help your father and his friends?"
"Doing what?"
"To rescue your mother."
"Mom? Of course I'll help. I'll do anything for my mom!"

So Gohan's training began. Various angels that knew magic helped and taught Gohan how to use and control his magic power. Each test that they would give Gohan, he would pass with flying colors. Selena eventually taught him some white magic as well.

"Selena?"
"Yes, Goku."
"Might I train Goku for a small while?"
"Sure, I don't see why not."

Gohan smiled up at Goku. He was really anxious to learn what his father knew. He may not know him all that well, but he heard a lot of the other angels telling stories about him and even his mother. He couldn't wait to see her again.

"I'm really impressed with him far Gohan has come in only a week," said Bulma.
"Yes, but I'm afraid we don't have any time left. The longer we wait, the less chance we get of saving her."
"Why do you say that, Selena?"
"The demons always, eventually, turn their prisoners into one of their own to expand their army."
"Oh, man."
"We have to hurry. Vegeta, I need to ask a favor of you."
"What is it?" Vegeta asked as he stopped eating.
"I need you to try and go talk to your father. For the door to the demon realm is hidden inside his palace."
"I'll see what I can do."