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Author's Note: This is my second story in two years, so it's gonna be a lot different than my old ones, and it's gonna seem like I'm a little rusty, but I think you guys will like it. I apologise to anyone who might have used this idea already when I was gone: if you did, please let me know, because I was not aware if you did. Please review and I hope you like it!
Gohan-Kun Shin
The Diaries of Satan
Prolouge: The Introduction to a Lost Soul's Journal
Satan. Any human in our world would think one thing: devil. But this is not our world. This is a world where the word, or in this case, name, Satan means much, much more.
To the Z-Senshi, the name Satan means something on the lines of devil, or, to be more spescific; lying, cheating, sad excuse for a demon. To "The Great Hercule", it would later mean nothing more than a silly reminder of a bad dream. Oh yes, Hercule would later on get a good dose of his evil medecine. But that comes later. First, an explination.
It all started in West City where a woman all of a sudden started screaming. Now, West City is rather like our New York City, so no one even bothered to help the poor lady out. And poor she was. She had grown up on a small farm in the outskirts of West City. This woman had obviously never been rich, until now. She was to wed the most famous polotician in the city; Drakob Chairman. That was before he died in a horrible train hijack and she was left with nothing. Such a sad story, but now that didn't matter. Now she was in the middle of the street, horns honking, people screaming out their windows, threatening to run her over. And she was about to have a baby.
Dorothy Parker was a petit woman, curly-haired and beautiful. She was funny, sweet, and quiet lady, and wanted nothing more but to have her child be happy. Gohan
Son could see that. That's why he picked her up and flew her to the hospital. Now, this is not the Gohan Son you must be thinking of. This Gohan must have been close to 90 years old. And despite the fact that he was short, old and brittle, he helped this woman out, no matter if she screamed or not. Which she did.
When they got to the hospital, the first thing they asked about was Gohan. He, of course, did not matter; it was the child that mattered, and that's exactly what he told them. "But sir!" This did nothing. By then Dorothy was already in the delivery room.
Once Hercule was out, (that's what she named him) only he and Gohan would leave the hospital. Dorothy had used up all her energy on Hercule, and had no more to live. Before she died, she whispered hoarsely, "please take care of my baby!" Then she was gone for good. Son Gohan was a man of his word, so, naturally, he took Baby Hercule home.
Gohan could not get Hercule to stop crying. He would shush him, feed him, sing to him; anything you could do to make a baby feel better, but he didn't stop. Finally, he used his last resort;
"GOKU!"
"Yes Grandpa?"
"Please, could you hold this child, my grandson?"
"Sure! But uh...what's a...child?"
Gohan was dumbfounded. Surely this boy could not be that stupid.
"Goku, YOU are a child."
"But I thought I was a boy!"
This went on for a while, Grandpa Gohan explaining it as it was. Finally, Gohan got tired of this and said, "My boy, just hold him, please."
Slowly, he handed Hercule over to the 3-year-old Goku, and all of a sudden, he just stopped crying. "There, there. It's ok. You'll be alright." He just coaxed the baby until he was asleep. "What's his name?" he asked. "Hercule." "Wow, what a dumb name."
Over the years, Hercule got to know Goku. As he got older, Gohan taught him martial arts, both of them together, though he knew Hercule did not have half the potential of young Goku. Hercule was, in fact, a great deal smarter than Goku, so he began to notice how much better the other boy was then him. He tried taunting him, calling him weak, stupid, and everything above and below, but Goku just laughed. He said, "Now that's not very nice! Grandpa says if you don't have anything nice to say-" "DON'T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL. Like I don't know..." There was a long, drawn out silence.
"Hey Goku!"
"Huh?"
"How come you always act like you know Grandpa better than I do?"
He was silent for a moment.
"Well, you know what Grandpa says-"
"STOP IT!" Hurcule burst into tears. "If you don't notice how much you need me, then I guess you don't need me at all!" With this thought he ran away and never returned again, and for the rest of his life he felt it was his duty to always be better than Goku.
Author's Note: I know it was short, but it's just the prolouge. Hey, I bet you didn't see ANY of that stuff coming! Please review! Once I get 10 reviews I will update with the first chapter. Please tell me what you think of it, even if you think it sucks. Again, please review!
Gohan-Kun Shin