A/N: Oh, by the way, in case you are wondering it is possible to calculate how fast Gohan is regaining his power. I've given enough information and now it's up to you to do the rest, if you want to. I'll just say this; it has been going up at a steady rate from 1 ever since he first arrived on planet Vegeta.
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Dany Le Fou – Alright, for the Frieza Saga. Vegeta and Kakkarot were about the same when Frieza transformed into his full state but Vegeta had Krillen send him to near death state where Dende healed him. Then Vegeta hit 1,000,000 but by this time Frieza was using half his maximum power which is 6,000,000 and beat Vegeta into the ground. Then Goku appeared with a power level of 300,000, after his fight with Ginyu. From there he used Kaio-ken doubles, triples, quadruples and so on and so forth until you hit level 20 which means 20x max power. Or in Goku's case 6,000,000. He got faught Frieza to a standstill because they had roughly the same power level but Frieza could still draw upon more so he had the upper hand. Then when Goku got weaker he did spirit bomb blah blah blah and went super and had a power level of 15,000,000 while Frieza, at maximum, only had 12,000,000 so Goku then beat him into the ground. Gohan also knows kai-ken but, unlike Goku when he fought Frieza, his base with higher then his fathers, by quite a bit so when he went to x20 his power level shot above 20,000,000.
Switch – Alright switch, it was explained in the first chapter. Gohan is 100% saiyan, mentally, spiritually and biologically. His nature IS slightly different from normal saiyans simply because his upbringing was different but during combat his saiyan nature comes out in full force.
Chapter 4: Integration
Gohan glanced around nervously. He was not used to being the center of attention and did not particularly enjoy it. He was seated at a long, rectangular table that stretched across the center of a huge dining room. There was a large, ornate, chair located at the head of the table that was currently unoccupied because at this moment there was no ruler of the planet. King Vegeta had been killed trying to rescue his son leaving the position vacant. Only those of royal blood were allowed to sit upon the chair and Karreth needed a mate while Vegeta needed to become older, and defeat Karreth in single combat. Just to the right of the large chair sat Karreth, fully dressed in her royal saiyan battle armor and cape. Beside her was Gohan, cleaned but still dressed in his earlier clothing. He had been adamant about not wearing the battle armor, saying it was too bulky and would get in the way while eating. Beside him was his grandfather, Bardock with Toma beside him and then Celipa, Totepo and lastly Borgos. The other side of the table had five people, three advisors and two visiting ambassadors from different planets.
Everyone was talking to the people next to them as they awaited their dinner. Official discussions and serious talking took place after dinner while social conversation took place before, and on rare occasion the meal. They were rare because everyone was usually to busy feeding to talk. Borgos and Totepo were talking quietly among themselves, talking about how lucky they were to be seated at the royal table. Toma, Celipa and Bardock talked quietly among each other talking about various topics, while the advisors and ambassadors talked quietly among themselves about the weather and what they may or may not do now that Frieza was out of the equation. The Saiyans were all wearing top quality battle armor, with the exception of Gohan, who was still in his gi, and Karreth, who had special armor. The ambassadors were clothed in their most resplendent robes with several pieces of jewelry hanging from their necks coupled with rings on their fingers.
Gohan let his gaze wander around the room taking everything in. The table was constructed from the finest timbre found in the galaxy, which meant that Gohan had no clue as to what it was; only that it was soft, yet extremely durable and dense. One could press into it for a few millimeters but it was impossible, even for Gohan, to make it compress even further. Although what Gohan found the most remarkable about it was how it always seemed warm to the touch, as if it was a living being that radiated heat energy. The table was plain, yet elegant at the same time. No one place was overly gaudy or ornate but neither was any place simple. The chairs were made from the same material as the table but had the addition of cushions on the arms, backs and seats of the chair. The room itself was a high vaulting chamber with columns spaced at even intervals on either side of the room. The floor was tiled with tiles of zorite, a substance much like marble but is much harder to break down through weathering processes, with swirls of grey and white vying for competition. Gohan narrowed his eyes as he stared at one of the columns on the other side of the room. Finally he smiled, the columns were covered in the same material as the floor tiles; they were just a slightly different color being white and blue instead of white and gray. The room was lighted, during the day, by the light from the sun. The entire upper portion of the vaulted ceiling had been turned into a sunroof that, depending on the whim of the host, let in differing amounts of sunlight. When there was no natural light, the globes of glass the hung from the columns lighted up; bathing the room in a soft glow that was neither too bright nor too dim. There were three entrances, or exits, throughout the room. There were two doors at the far end behind the head of the table and a pair of large metallic doors at the far end of the room from the head. The double doors served as the main entrance and exit from the room while the two doors behind the head of the table lead to the royal quarters and kitchen. Gohan was drawn out of his thoughts by a female voice.
"So Gohan, how do you like my palace?" Karreth asked.
Gohan thought for a moment, "It's… nice. A little too utilitarian for my taste but I suppose that is to be expected considering who we are." Gohan said.
Karreth raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so you think the place is a little bland?" she inquired.
Gohan scratched the back of his head and let out a little laugh, "I suppose, I'm just not used to it, that's all." He said quickly.
Karreth laughed, "You don't need to be nervous Gohan. I'm not going to bite… well, not unless you want me to." She said with a grin.
Gohan's eyes widened at the implication, "Ah, no it's ok."
Karreth smiled wider, "Are you sure? I could arrange for us to have some quality time together, alone." She whispered huskily.
Gohan was furiously shaking his head as his face became inflamed, "N-No that's ok, I, ah…" Gohan stammered.
Bardock elbowed his grandson in the ribs and leaned over to whisper into his ears, "Lucky dog, the princess wants to take you as her mate."
Gohan's face, from the tips of his ears to the base of his throat, became beat red causing Bardock to laugh. "Bardock, come on, I'm not ready for one yet." Gohan protested.
Karreth smiled widely. So he's strong, handsome, shy, and hard to get. Karreth thought, this is going to be fun.
When Gohan finally managed to regain some of his natural color in his face he turned to Karreth with a question, "Karreth, why exactly were you in the city today? Should you not have been inside the palace trying to consolidate your hold on the throne?"
"Yes, I probably should have been, but I had been doing that for the past year now. But I wasn't getting anywhere so I decided I needed to take a vacation. I was heading to my private shuttle hangar when I met you. You intrigued me so much at the time that I had decided to stay and find out more about you." She said with a smile, "And as for my hold on the throne, it is absolute, provided I find a mate before Vegeta comes of age, but that isn't for another ten years, so I have plenty of time."
"Where were you planning on going?" Gohan asked curiously. If what she had said was true then she would have been off the planet when it had exploded meaning that in his time there should have been five living full-blooded saiyans, not four.
Karreth thought for a moment, "Oh I don't know, I had several picked out. Namek was one, nice scenery, or at least it was, filled with weaklings so I could have been able to relax. Earth was another, peaceful, beautiful, one of the most beautiful planets, too bad it's being destroyed by its inhabitants, if they only knew what they were losing." She said wistfully, "Would have made a nice place to conquer and use as a tourist attraction. And then there was planet Navin, which is just one large ocean with an aquatic species living upon it. Always wanted to see what the world looked like beneath the water. There aren't any lakes or oceans on this planet, just the odd shallow river from time to time after a particularly hard rainstorm."
"I see." Gohan said as he began to think deeply.
"Something wrong?" Karreth asked.
Gohan shook his head, "No, no there isn't." He said with a little smile but he had made a decision. He couldn't, in good conscious, get close to Karreth. Friends they could become, but nothing more. Not after what he had just figured out.
One of the advisors opened his mouth to speak to Gohan but closed it as the far right door opened up to reveal a long procession of servants. Each servant carried a dish of some sort or another to the table where the placed them carefully, yet swiftly, upon the table. There were all sorts of foods, some exotic and mysterious having been imported from foreign planets;; while others were native dishes. The majority of the food consisted of meat and other animal products, much to the delight of the seated saiyans, but there were some plant biomass as well, although mostly for the ambassadors then the saiyans. When all of the food had been placed upon the tables the servants bowed and quickly left the dining chamber.
Karreth looked around and smiled at everyone that was gathered. "This feast has been prepared in honor of the brave and powerful saiyan Gohan who has finally rid the universe of the most obnoxious, and annoying prick to have ever existed, Frieza." There was laughter all around the table, "Now, let's eat!" Karreth said and dug into her food.
Not needing any other encouragement, everyone else around the table began to feast upon the food on the table. Now, since we all know what happens when many hungry saiyans dig into a table filled with food I really don't need to describe it here, but needless to say, there wasn't anything left. There had been little to no conversation as most of the occupants sitting at the table were to busy shoveling handfuls of food down their throats to be bothered with chewing, breathing or obeying the laws of the universe let alone speaking. Miraculously, or perhaps not considering it dealt with food, there wasn't a crumb to be seen anywhere when the meal had concluded. The dishes were left sparkling clean after thorough tongue cleaning by their owners and, aside from the rather large stack of empty dishes; the table was completely clean and cleared of everything. When the servants came back in and took the dirty dishes away, normal conversation started up again and the laws of the universe once again began to apply to those gathered at the table.
"Gohan."
"Yes?" Gohan said, directing his attention to the advisor that was addressing him.
"Don't take this the wrong way; I am grateful towards you for killing Frieza. He had a habit of killing the king's advisor for no apparent reason." He started.
"Frieza had a habit of killing anyone and everyone for no apparent reason." Gohan pointed out.
The advisor nodded and cleared his throat, "I know, but the thing is that… there is no record of you anywhere in our data banks." He said.
Oh shit, Gohan thought, he hadn't thought about this occurring. He noticed everyone staring at him, waiting for his response. "Are you sure?" Gohan asked, hoping to buy a little time to think of something.
The advisor nodded, "Yes I am, I have checked multiple times and there is no record of you ever existing: No picture, birth date, name, parents, nothing." He said.
"I do believe you are mistaken Hirat." Bardock said, his face completely blank, "Try Trilial, Gohan is the name his mother had always wanted him to possess, but the Board of Conception wouldn't allow it so they made an 'official' name that they approved of. It also helped serve to hide him from Frieza and others that wished his demise."
The advisor who had been identified as Hirat blinked curiously, "Is that true?" Hirat said, looking at Gohan.
Gohan nodded, not trusting himself enough to speak and hoping Bardock knew what he was talking about. They both knew that there was no record of him simply because, he truly did not exist, not yet anyways. Karreth snapped her fingers twice and a spherical shaped object appeared suddenly before her. She pressed something on the object and it expanded to reveal a large screen.
"Show me the record of Trilial." Karreth commanded the computer.
A bar popped up asking to hold for a moment and a moment later the file of Trilial appeared on the screen. Gohan's eyes widened in surprise and his mouth dropped but thankfully he was able to recover before anyone noticed, not that anyone would notice as their jaws had also dropped to the floor. Sure enough, just like Bardock had said, was Gohan's file. It was complete with everything, too complete, and that is what made everyone's jaw drop. In the top left corner were four pictures. The first picture was of Gohan where he was a child when he was first born. Below it was a power reading showing how strong he was upon birth. The second picture was Gohan during the time just before he had fought Frieza on planet Namek. This one displayed him in the saiyan battle armor with his hair gelled down. The third picture was from after his training in the room of spirit in time. He was wearing the improved saiyan battle armor but it was in perfect condition not the battered condition it had truly been in. This is the picture that caused jaws to drop. In addition to the saiyan armor he had a mane of flowing yellow hair that spiked upwards and teal eyes. It was a picture of a super saiyan in its full glory. The next picture showed him at his present age of 18 with his current clothing. Aside from the pictures, there was additional information: Hair color, eye color, birthday, weight, height, etc. In the top right corner there were two smaller pictures of his parents. What surprise Gohan the most was that they were his actual parents. It had a picture of his father, taken from the fight with cell. It had Kakkarot below it instead of Goku but that was his true name. Beside the picture of his father was a picture of Chichi, taken from around the same time as his father's.
Great… so much for keeping my abilities a secret. Gohan thought glumly.
"As you can see, Gohan is in the records." Bardock said calmly, "You just need to know where to look. Gohan was brought up to fight, and kill, creatures like Frieza. That is one of the reasons for his existence. His father, Kakkarot, was able to transform into a super saiyan and was the strongest fighter to have ever exist until his son surpassed him. He was chosen to mate with a female of excellent integrity. She had a gentle, caring hand but was not afraid to take drastic measures to ensure that her child was brought up properly."
Gohan nodded to himself. What Bardock said accurately described his parents alright. Chichi was a great mother but should one step across the line she exploded at them, no matter who they were. The only thing that was bothering Gohan was just how exactly Bardock knew all of this and how it all suddenly appeared in the saiyan databanks.
Karreth pointed to the third picture and turned to Gohan. "Is that what a super saiyan looks like?" Karreth asks, "I mean the yellow hair and teal eyes."
Gohan nodded, "Yes, that's me. It was just after I had finished training for a year in a special chamber that would change its gravity, temperature and air density at the drop of a hat." He said quietly.
Hirat frowned at the picture of Kakkarot, "How is it that two super saiyans have lived right under our noses and not even a single person has reported it?" Hirat demanded.
Gohan was once again saved by Bardock, "Because the people who have ever seen the super saiyan transformation no longer exist."
"So you're telling me that Gohan and his father killed everyone that saw them when they were transformed?" Hirat asked. Bardock merely smiled and shrugged. Hirat nodded and smiled. "I see, super saiyans are supposed to be absolutely ruthless killers so it stands to reason that they would. But even when they aren't transformed they would still have a tremendous amount of power, how is it that the scouters have never been able to pick it up?" Hirat asked.
"That is because we've learned to conceal our power." Gohan said, happy he was able to supply an answer, "Ask the others I was with, my power level read 8,000 until I released my mental constraints. If I truly wished it I could lower my power level into the negatives but there isn't really any need for that."
Hirat frowned for a moment before sitting back in acknowledgement. Others began to bombard him with questions, everything from his favorite food to his future plans. Gohan did his best to answer everyone's questions but more often then not it was Bardock who supplied the answer. Gohan wasn't sure how but no matter what he and Bardock said the others seemed to accept it without question. This didn't stop them from asking other, different questions but it was something at least.
When the questions stopped bombarding him he let out a sigh of relief and sat back in his chair. He turned to look back at the profile but Karreth caught his eye. She had been silent through the entire interrogation and now he knew why. Her eyes were practically glowing as she stared at him in rapture. Gohan started backwards a little and stared at Karreth nervously, "Ah, Karreth?" Gohan asked.
"Yes Gohan?" She replied, her voice dripping with so much awe and ecstasy that it seemed as if she was gazing at a God.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asked nervously.
"I'm not staring." She said as she stared deeply into Gohan's eyes.
Gohan swallowed nervously and slowly turned away from her gaze, conscious that she was still staring at him.
"Hey Go…" She stopped as she saw Gohan hold shake his head violently as he held it with his left hand.
"Argh…" Gohan said as he stood up, trying to clear his head. "All of a sudden I'm not feeling too good. I have a major headache, you know, the ones that make your head feel as if it is about to explode?"
Karreth stood up with him, rapture and awe disappeared from her eyes to be replaced with concern. "What's wrong?" She asked as she reached out to touch him.
Gohan pitched forward, catching himself on the table, his arms outstretched. Buckets of sweat were pouring from the pours on his body. Suddenly Gohan arched back and screamed in pain as he clutched his head between his hands. For a moment it seemed as if there were multiple Gohan's occupying the same place all in differing states of agony before a soundless explosion erupted. There was no fire, no shockwave, nothing except for a small ripple in reality that went missed by all save one.
Time literally stopped as Gohan tilted and fell backwards with his arms before him. As Gohan hit the floor he heard voices rise and then fade around him as darkness rushed up to engulf him. Suddenly a single voice boomed inside his mind. HUH, THAT SHOULD HAVE WORKED. THIS… MAY BE A PROBLEM, and then everything disappeared.
The End.
Hehe j/k
To be continued…
A/N: Sorry for the shorter, probably my shortest of all time, chapter but that seemed like the perfect place to end it! Gohan was swallowed up by darkness! OMG! HE'S DEAD!!! (Acts like an immature writer) I think that has got to be my best cliff hanger yet. And in a certain sense, he IS dead, permanently, and that will never ever change. Just wait and see.