Chapter 8

Gohan stumbled backwards as the blast washed over Piccolo. Falling over he sat, eyes glued to the wave as it pulsed out of Kaos' hands, seemingly never ending. Gohan felt Piccolo's Ki dropping at an alarming rate until suddenly it disappeared from his senses. The wave slowly faded as Kaos too felt Piccolo's power disappear. Gohan shook his head, trying to get the light out of his eyes. Something was burning deep inside of him. Without even realising it he was suddenly in the air, his aura around him as he transformed, once, twice, pushing more power through his body.

"MASKENO!"

Kaos never had any time to even register the arrival of Gohan as another huge Ki blast lanced up and slammed into the still solid form of Kaos. The energy wave ploughed into him blasting Kaos high into the air as Gohan poured his anger into the blast. All sense was gone from the boy. Only anger remained, anger and revenge.

Kaos could do little but hang on as the energy poured into his body. Already weakened from the battle against the others he was not operating at full power. Each passing second saw more and more of his own being used up to keep him alive, each second pushing him further away from the planet and his quarry. Struggling with the blast he tried in vain to throw himself off it, but a second level super Saiyan was proving to much even for him.

Gohan stood still rooted to the floor as his anger over Piccolo poured energy throw his body and out into the blast. He could still feel the force of Kaos pushing at the end of the blast as it began to head out into the atmosphere of Siguard.

The friction from the upper atmosphere pushed down upon Kaos as the energy from the Demi-Saiyan poured up at him. Struggling, trapped between the two forces Kaos tried to bring his hand up around the blast. Every time he tried to phase his form the blast began to dissipate him faster than he could move, he had already lost three of his arms. Twisting his body around his back took the brunt of the blast as Kaos fought to bring his hand up to his head. As his fingers touched his head he translocated himself out of the blast.

Gohan suddenly felt the resistance leave the end of his blast. He stopped suddenly conserving his energy. He stood still, searching for any Ki in the area. Vegeta and Trunks where there, but both still weak after the beating they had taken. Gohan pushed his senses outwards, searching for Kaos, and more importantly, for Piccolo. Finding no strong Ki signatures he leapt into the air, the anger of Piccolo's fate still pounding through his body. Rising into the air he looked around, pushing even his Saiyan eyes to the limit until he spotted the Kiritsu­ over in the distance. Pushing his Ki behind him Gohan blasted off to go and find Bulma.

'I just hope that Kaos is really gone'

Bulma paced worriedly around the bridge of the ship. Bulma's own scouter had exploded soon into the battle as the Ki levels outside overloaded its sensitive circuits. She sat down in the command chair, trying once more to get the ship sensors to work out what was going on. She had felt the fall in Vegeta's power and soon after what she thought was Trunks. Now all she could do was sit here and worry, and hope they where still alive.

Suddenly the ship's sensors lit up as they detected a life form heading towards the ship. Gohan appeared on the outside monitor for a split second before he was inside.

"Bulma. Quickly, I need those spare sensu beans."

Bulma leapt up in shock as Gohan appeared behind her.

"What is going on Gohan? Is Kaos dead?"

"I think so Bulma, but Vegeta and Trunks are in bad shape."

"What happened to your beans?"

"Kaos got them I am afraid."

"And Piccolo?"

Gohan's anger over Piccolo flared up again, his aura sparking and earthling itself in the metal of the ship.

"I don't know." He said, his voice sounding terribly like his father's before he fought the Ginu force. "But I will find him."

Bulma ran off to get the sensu beans as Gohan sat himself down in the command chair, trying to get the ship's sensors to pick up a Namekian life form.

"Here Gohan, the beans."

Gohan caught the thrown bag easily and counted out the remaining beans. Four left, enough for one each.

"Bulma take these two to Vegeta and Trunks. I am going to find Piccolo."

Standing outside the ship Gohan blasted off into the distance, once more leaving Bulma alone on a strange planet.

'This seems to be turning into something of a habit with me'

With a pop her personal air car appeared as she threw the capsule on the ground. Climbing in Bulma set off to the coordinates that Gohan had given her. The landscape below her rolled an ever onwards sea of valleys and rocks, pale grey against the blue sky. As she got closer she began to see the damage in the landscape. Ruins of Konekoian army and the craters that their guns had created littered the landscape. Flying onwards over small fires and the mangled remains of the Konekoian the battle field became more and more cratered. She could almost sense Vegeta ahead as she scoured the cratered area. Passing over the lip of a particularly large crater she saw the form of Vegeta standing up over the still prone form of Trunks.

Vegeta looked up as he heard the sound of Bulma's air car flying overhead. Trunks was still out cold, not that Vegeta was in much better shape.

"Vegeta…How is he?"

"The boy is out cold already."

"You are not in much of a better shape Vegeta."

"Be quiet woman and give me those beans."

Bulma handed over the two beans to Vegeta as he bent down to give Trunks the first one. Forcing his mouth open he inserted the bean before knocking Trunks gently on the chest to wake him up.

"Trunks eat."

Slowly Trunks' eyes opened as he recognized the voice of his father. Only when Trunks had swallowed his bean did Vegeta take his own.

The two Saiyans stood up, their clothing torn but otherwise perfectly healthy, and very pissed off.

"Where is Kakarotts son? Don't tell me has died already."

"Gohan is off searching for Piccolo."

"And Kaos?" asked Trunks as his strength returned.

"Well Gohan said that he thinks he is dead."

"Thinks! What sort of a Saiyan is he! Either he killed him or he let him get away. I suppose it will be up to me to sort out this Kaos."

"Vegeta you hardly did anything last time you went up against him. Gohan at least seems to have done something to him."

"Oh and you did any better then Trunks?"

"Well yes actually I did. At least I managed to cut his arm off."

"Hmph, some how I can't see you doing that!"

"Well you where lying unconscious on the floor at the time!"

"Enough, the pair of you!" The two Saiyans stopped arguing and turned to Bulma.

"We need to go and find Gohan and Piccolo."

"And to find out if that brat actually killed him."

Gohan flew across the surface of the planet, following along the path of Kaos' last blast. Searching along the ground for the body of Piccolo he pushed his senses out to try and find Piccolo's Ki signature. Clutching the last two sensu beans in his hand he flew low across the ground, rolling around the large rocks that jutted up from ground. Ahead of Gohan the landscape opened up into a large plain. A large river flowed through the middle of the plain, winding its way like a giant blue snake through the landscape. On the far side of the plain the river flowed into the plain over a giant waterfall. The sound roared up into the now clear air, brining with it memories of Piccolo to the young Saiyan.

'Piccolo always loved waterfalls. He said it helped him meditate.'

"Piccolo where are you."