Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ(I wish I did)and I'm not making any money from this(damn!I wish I was,I need money.lol)
A/N:This is the second time that I have posted this story. It got kicked off, but it's back. Luckily, I had a copy that I had almost forgotten about. Anyway, this story is back and so is "The New Empire", the second part of the trilogy, this story being the first.
A Cold Place by:Sweettooth
Chapter 1:The Last Time
Gohan stood at the battlefield where his father died only a few months ago. Also, where his rage exploded and led to Cell's death. He looked at his hands in amazement. There was something in him since that battle. Something that he had as soon as he saw his rival disappear in the giant explosion of powers. And that feeling came back whenever he thought about it. A small, dark, and saiyan-worthy smile crept across his face. He just recognized the feeling. Pleasure. Sick and dark pleasure. It took the pan away. The anger. The hatred. All gone. A calmness ran through his veins. It felt so right. Why? He never liked fighting. It usually sickened him when he saw people get hurt. It was bothering him. The question floated in his mind constantly. Why did it feel so good killing Cell? He had to find out why! But how? Then as if that question summoned the answer, it smacked him in the face. The one person who could help. But sadly, it was Vegeta.
Piccolo watched from afar, deep in thought. Why was Gohan coming here everyday? It had to be full of bad memories for the kid. Yet, Gohan watched his hands as he smiled. What was going through his pupil's head? Piccolo sat up and within a few moments, he was next to Gohan, "Kid, what's wrong?"
Gohan let his arms fall to his side, though his smile remained, "Nothing Piccolo, absolutely nothing. "And with a quick power up, he was miles away in an instant, flying towards West City to meet Vegeta.
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp.
"Okay, Chichi, I know. But you have to listen to me, "Bulma heard her friend yell through the phone at her at the top of her lungs, "I know Chichi, but Gohan needs some time alone. He can't study twenty-four seven. For Kami's sake! His father just died! "Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say. Insults flooded the conversation. Bulma scowled and slammed the phone onto the receiver.
Vegeta, who was playing with trunks, smirked, "Is Kakkarot's harpy too much for the Blue-haired Wonder?" He went back to playing with Trunks, but a stuffed animal suddenly hit the back of his head. Trunks giggled. Without turning around, Vegeta grabbed a pillow off the couch, "Woman! That was the last straw! Now prepare yourself." He raced toward Bulma with the pillow at his side. The smile on his face was priceless. But it disappeared as soon as he got within arms reach. Not because he changed his attitude or he himself disappeared, but because his face was full with Bulma's own pillow, "Hu, huh, oman ow ast fan ough bun?"
Bulma laughed, joined by her son, "Was that an apology, or a plead for mercy?"
Vegeta threw the pillow out of his face,"Neither,I said woman,how fast can you run?"Suddenly her wrists were secured in his hands,"Say uncle."He began to tickle her cheek with his nose,Bulma threw fits of laughter.
"You first,"she said as she bit his nose.after struggling awhile,Vegeta let of her wrists.He grabbed his nose.
"Damn you,woman!That hurt!"He grabbed the pillow,but the door bell rang."Consider yourself lucky,now get the door!"he commanded in his princly tone-of-voice.
She smiled and bowed while saying "Yes,your majesty"in a mocking tone,before walking to the door.She opened it and closed it with a slam,"Go home,Gohan!Your mother is worried sick."
Gohan knocked again.Vegeta had to answer,since Bulma had stormed off,"What do you want,brat?I don't have all day."
"Shut up,Vegeta.I need your help."
Vegeta scowled,"Why should I help the brat of Kakkarot?"
Gohan grabbed Vegeta by the throat,"Don't ever mention that idiot to me ever again,you got it!"He threw Vegeta on the ground,"I'm sorry Vegeta,but that man deserted me,and I will not forgive him,ever."
Vegeta rubbed his throat,trying to ease the soreness,"You have spunk,kid.Too much if you ask me.Now,what in the seven hells do you want!"
"I wanted to ask you,why do I have pleasure is killing now. Ever since Cell,I feel great.Like a rush.It was great."
Vegeta smiled,"Easy,you're turning saiyan.Be proud.Not many people have that feeling.Now,be gone!I don't want to see you until tomorrow."
"No problem,I'm leaving.Forever .I'm sick of being good.Oh yeah,don't follow.Tell everyone that I said to leave me alone.I'll kill anyone who follows.Even you.Well,bye."
Vegeta smiled as Gohan walked out the door,"He just had to leave when I started to like him.Oh,well."
Bulma walked back into the living room,but as soon as she did,she noticed the red mark all around Vegeta's throat,"Oh,Kami!What happened?"
Vegeta stared at the door,"Gohan says bye and for us not to follow him.I suggest you tell Kakkarot's woman that her son left."He turned to leave towards the Gravity Room,"Don't bother trying to find him.He said he'll kill anyone who dares look for him.Smart kid."He chuckled as he left the room.
Bulma just stared in shock as she took everything in.The Gravity Room kicked on,and the sound brought Bulma back to her senses.She got up and dashed towards the phone.After ringing three times,the phone finally pick up,"Um,Chichi,I kinda have some thing to tell you..."
Gohan sat in the woods that he didn't find familar.Hours had passed since he told the saiyan price that he was leaving for good.He could sense all of his fellow warrior's Ki all over Chikyuu looking for him.They won't find him.He made sure of that.His energy level was supressed to almost nothing.Even his mentor,Piccolo,seemed to be guessing as to where he was.The only person that seemed to be minding his own buisness,was Vegeta.That also made Vegeta the wisest.He was bored,he needed to train,to become stronger.But how?They would sense him easily if he trained hard.There had to be a way.He'd think of one.But right now he had to lay low for a bit.Things were crazy right now.The Z Warriors were gathering at Bulma's house.Why were they gathering?Something was up.Gohan stood up and concentrated on the Briefs' house.
"Something bad is happening,I can feel it,"He said as the clouds grew black and wind picked up out of no where.Then it hit him,"The dragonballs!"
Soon the clouds dispersed and everything became calm once again.Gohan looked around.Nothing happened.Then something snapped in his senses.Something that made his skin crawl.Those bastards!
Seconds later
"Gohan!Gohan!Are you there?Gohan come out right now!You're the reason I'm back!"Goku yelled into the forest he just teleported into.He walked around and noticed a note written in the dirt.He walked over to the note and read it.
"Father,
Leave.Just leave.I left for a reason.You will never find me.And I absolutly refuse to go back to that hellhole you call home.Don't follow me.Please.I don't want you or anyone else to get hurt.Turn around and go back to Chichi and your unborn son.Don't follow.It would be a waste of time.Bye."
Gohan
Goku stared in shock.He read the note over and over again.It couldn't be real.
That's it for this chapter. Please review and tell me how you think of it!
Next Chapter: Attractions and Distractions