DB etc. is not mine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Chapter 2: Descent into Darkness
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When Goku left that final time, everyone took it hard. They were losing their best friend, hero, husband, father, grandfather. However everyone assumed that Pan would be hurt most. They prepared for teenage rebellion, anger, destructive behavior, and emotional outbursts.
No one was prepared for Goten's transformation.
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He looked up at the boundless sky, full of stars. Years ago, when he was only a child he had looked up at that sky, wondering where his father was and why he wasn't with him. He would listen to Trunks go on and on about his father. Sure he had stories about his, but his father wasn't real, not like Trunks'. Why didn't he have a real dad? No one could explain to him why his father stayed dead. And the tears ChiChi cried countless nights . . . No story of his father's goodness could make up for them.
Everyone looked at him and exclaimed how much he looked like his father, acted like him, smiled like him. Why couldn't they see him instead of someone who wasn't not real?
But suddenly his father was alive, he was real! And he was a hero!
The whispered doubts and simmering resentment were quickly buried. He threw himself whole heartedly into living with his new family: mother, brother, and father!
But still the resentment lurked . . . and he still walked in the shadow of his father.
He left.
He had moved out two years ago for college, goofing off with his roommate Trunks. He was twenty-one, yet still such a child.
His father left his mother. Not for another woman - Ubuu. Training.
SEVEN YEARS! Seven Dende-d*ed years!
Another seven years his father stole from his mother. She still smiled, though wanly. He moved back in with her, as if to take his father's place. Hah! And she cried again at night.
The rage returned, stewing just below the surface. He still played the childish goofball, he still pretended to be like his father.
He didn't know whether to be overjoyed or devastated when the capsule ship took off without him. He might've finally been able to confront the man who had managed to eclipse him since birth. But instead, he was left behind. Again.
And then he looked up into the boundless sky and wondered where his father was. But his father wouldn't come back this time.
The child grew up that day.
Yeah, he grew up . . . into a teenager.
Paris tried to stay by him, but he almost dragged her down with him. The parties, the drinking, the smoking, the piercing. This wasn't the boy she had known and loved. This boy, this man scared her. She couldn't save what, who the boy had become.
No one else knew how to deal with his change. The Z-fighters soon stopped asking what he was up to. Besides, they had all drifted back into their own lives. Krillian and Bulma wanted to help, if only to ease the heartache they could see in their best friend's wife's eyes, but how? Marron and Trunks became too occupied with their own lives to mend their old friend's life, though Trunks still tried to keep tabs on him.
Pan was the last to give up. Her father had washed his hands of his brother, disgusted by his refusal to help himself and further hurting his mother. Pan kept trying though, but he spiraled further and further down into his black hole.
By the end of five years, he had rightfully earned the nickname Akuma.
Drugs, drinking, gambling, smoking, casual sex, he was hosting a one man contest on the quickest way to destroy yourself.
At least he had stepped out of his father's shadow.
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The story really starts next chapter!
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Chapter 2: Descent into Darkness
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When Goku left that final time, everyone took it hard. They were losing their best friend, hero, husband, father, grandfather. However everyone assumed that Pan would be hurt most. They prepared for teenage rebellion, anger, destructive behavior, and emotional outbursts.
No one was prepared for Goten's transformation.
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He looked up at the boundless sky, full of stars. Years ago, when he was only a child he had looked up at that sky, wondering where his father was and why he wasn't with him. He would listen to Trunks go on and on about his father. Sure he had stories about his, but his father wasn't real, not like Trunks'. Why didn't he have a real dad? No one could explain to him why his father stayed dead. And the tears ChiChi cried countless nights . . . No story of his father's goodness could make up for them.
Everyone looked at him and exclaimed how much he looked like his father, acted like him, smiled like him. Why couldn't they see him instead of someone who wasn't not real?
But suddenly his father was alive, he was real! And he was a hero!
The whispered doubts and simmering resentment were quickly buried. He threw himself whole heartedly into living with his new family: mother, brother, and father!
But still the resentment lurked . . . and he still walked in the shadow of his father.
He left.
He had moved out two years ago for college, goofing off with his roommate Trunks. He was twenty-one, yet still such a child.
His father left his mother. Not for another woman - Ubuu. Training.
SEVEN YEARS! Seven Dende-d*ed years!
Another seven years his father stole from his mother. She still smiled, though wanly. He moved back in with her, as if to take his father's place. Hah! And she cried again at night.
The rage returned, stewing just below the surface. He still played the childish goofball, he still pretended to be like his father.
He didn't know whether to be overjoyed or devastated when the capsule ship took off without him. He might've finally been able to confront the man who had managed to eclipse him since birth. But instead, he was left behind. Again.
And then he looked up into the boundless sky and wondered where his father was. But his father wouldn't come back this time.
The child grew up that day.
Yeah, he grew up . . . into a teenager.
Paris tried to stay by him, but he almost dragged her down with him. The parties, the drinking, the smoking, the piercing. This wasn't the boy she had known and loved. This boy, this man scared her. She couldn't save what, who the boy had become.
No one else knew how to deal with his change. The Z-fighters soon stopped asking what he was up to. Besides, they had all drifted back into their own lives. Krillian and Bulma wanted to help, if only to ease the heartache they could see in their best friend's wife's eyes, but how? Marron and Trunks became too occupied with their own lives to mend their old friend's life, though Trunks still tried to keep tabs on him.
Pan was the last to give up. Her father had washed his hands of his brother, disgusted by his refusal to help himself and further hurting his mother. Pan kept trying though, but he spiraled further and further down into his black hole.
By the end of five years, he had rightfully earned the nickname Akuma.
Drugs, drinking, gambling, smoking, casual sex, he was hosting a one man contest on the quickest way to destroy yourself.
At least he had stepped out of his father's shadow.
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The story really starts next chapter!