A/N: Thank you everyone for the reviews!
A/N2: Bakuhatsu means explode/explosion. (I was surprised to see it in my dictionary! Lol)
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A bird chirped somewhere, singing sweetly to its own melody. Kage's eyes cracked open from the sound and sat up brushing dust and sand from his gi. He hadn't planned on that attack. His heart thumped against his ribs, where had that attack come from? He looked around his eyes widening at the change in scenery. Instead of being out in the middle of the desert, dry yellow sand stretching out to no end, he was in the middle of a crater. The sand was darker than the light sand he had been accustom too, not only that it was cold and wet.
"Father?" He called out weakly stumbling to his feet. His head swam; alarmed he sat back down as tears welled up in his eyes, "Father!"
'You're alone.'
"No…" Kage sobbed rubbing his eyes furiously, "I'm not alone, don't say that."
'You killed him, well done.'
Kage choked back a sob, "Shut up! I did not, don't think that!" His voice came out in ragged breaths, "He's still alive." The bird stopped its song and the silence surrounding the young boy made him cry harder, "I'm supposed to be a brave fighter." He hiccupped wiping the tears from his eyes and attempted to get back on his feet.
The crater was deeper than he had thought it was, the walls were steep and unsteady making it hard to climb up. He had given up on trying to fly out on his second attempt having nearly passed out.
"Come on Kage," He hissed digging his hands into the soft earth and pulled himself up another inch, "Father might be hurt and need your help."
The dirt crumbled under his feet, digging his fingers into the dirt he held on kicking his feet into the ground underneath himself. Getting his footing he continued upwards his fingers and hands becoming raw and bloody from the hidden rocks set just out of sight.
"Almost there, almost there," Kage started chanting under his breath, he could see the edge his fingers on his left hand could just curl over it and hold on. He started reaching up with his right hand when the ground crumbled under his left hand and he fell, fingers combing through the dirt grabbing frantically for a ledge and then ground. The air exploded from his lungs and his mouth hung open in a silent scream, air rushed into his lungs and he laid there for several minutes gasping until the tears took over again. His bloodied fingers brushed over his face, he nearly screamed in pain as torn fingers met with torn flesh.
An hour later Kage pulled himself over the edge and flattened himself out on the ground panting. He was so thirsty and tired; his eyelids felt heavy with sweat and blood, and his right cheek burned in pain as dirt ground into it. That's how Gohan found him, lying on the ground on the verge of unconsciousness and tears streaming down his uninjured cheek.
"Oh Kami," Gohan gasped grabbing Ganjo's arm before he could run over to Kage, "Ganjo," He said his eyes flickering over to Piccolo lying in a heap unconscious, "Go home and get the sensus."
"Dad are they…?"
"Just go!" Gohan shouted and Ganjo nodded taking off in the direction of the Son household.
Gohan ran over to Piccolo first since he was the closest and rolled him over onto his side, he winced finding Piccolo's jaw was severely dislocated and his arm was defiantly broken.
"Piccolo?" He called out not wanting to wake him to this pain but also wanting to make sure he wasn't dead, "Piccolo wake up."
Piccolo twitched his eyes opening slowly, "Go-" His eyes slammed shut in pain.
"Don't talk, Ganjo will be back with Sensus, I'm going to go check on Kage now. I'll be back." He gently squeezed Piccolo's shoulder before climbing to his feet and running over to Kage.
He was surprised to find the boy awake, "Gohan?" Kage squeaked his bottom lip trembling, "My father… my father…"
"He's okay Kage," Gohan said helping the boy sit up, "What happened here?" He asked inspecting the cut on Kage's face, carefully he cupped Kage's chin and turned his head to the side.
Kage sniffed, "I wanted to show father my attack I was working on. I didn't know it'd be this strong, I didn't mean to… to hurt him. It was all different; I don't know how I did it." He pulled away from Gohan's hand and rubbed his eyes before the tears had a chance to fall.
Gohan stared at him in shock, "You did all this?"
"It was an accident!" Kage blurted out tears rolling down his face.
Gohan opened his mouth in surprise, "Kage it's-"
"Dad!" Ganjo shouted landing rather roughly but caught himself and ran up to his father while holding out a small brown bag, "There's only one left." He said softly once he was by Gohan's side.
Kage straightened himself up a little more, "Give it to my father, I'll be okay." He said carefully wiping away the blood that had ran down his face.
"You sure?" Gohan looked apprehensive, Kage nodded, "Okay," He said fisting the bean, "Ganjo you stay here while I go give this to Piccolo."
"Okay." Ganjo nodded sitting down in front of Kage who still looked rather weak, "You okay?" He asked once Gohan was gone.
Kage watched Gohan kneel down by his father and feed him the sensu, "No." He said softly seeing his father stand up before he passed out.
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"Bakuhatsuha?" Gohan said slowly his eyebrows drawing together in thought, "I think I heard my dad talking about that attack once… Didn't your father perform it?" His eyes ticked over to the unconscious form of Kage, face and hands bandaged with traces of purple blood soaking through. He'd never forget the look on Piccolo's face as his son collapsed; he'd never forget the look of terror when Piccolo saw the condition Kage was in.
"Why the Hell didn't you give him the sensu?" His words had been harsh as he cradled Kage to his chest and took off like a bat out of Hell to the look-out.
Piccolo nodded, "Yes," He paused running a hand over his head, his eyes glued on Kage's still face, "There's no way he could have known that attack."
Gohan sat down at the small table in the corner of the room, "What do you mean?" He asked watching Piccolo pace over to the window and look out.
"I think I remember why I had him." Came the steady reply, he turned his head looking at Gohan over his shoulder, "He has to be stopped."
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Ganjo sat on the edge of the look-out, his feet dangling off the side, toes wiggling in the light breeze. Goten floated up in front of him, "Heard what happened." He said softly moving to the edge and sat down.
Ganjo nodded, "I thought he was dead," His voice trembled lightly, "It was scary." He whispered looking up at Goten with wide eyes.
"Come here kiddo." Goten wrapped his arm around his nephew pulling him to his chest, "He's gonna be okay. Tomorrow you two will be sparring in the yard like nothing had happened, you just watch."
"You sure?" Ganjo asked his eyes dropping to his feet, "He looked pretty bad Goten. His face was all cut up and his hands were bleeding…" He closed his eyes shaking his head, "I don't want him to die Goten, he's my best friend!"
Goten looked down at his nephew wiping the tears from his face, "Trust me Ganjo; he's in good hands up here. Dende's probably healing him right now."
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"What are you talking about Piccolo?" Dende cried as Gohan and him stood protectively by Kage's bedside, "Have you lost your mind?"
"He's your son!" Gohan shouted anger washing across his face, "You can't be serious!"
Piccolo scowled at the two his fists clenching at his sides, "Move out of the way," He growled, "He has to be stopped."
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