Chapter 6: The Fall of an Empire

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When Gohan awoke the next morning he found himself alone. Apparently Karreth hadn't forgiven him as of yet, either that or she had duties to attend to that kept her otherwise occupied Gohan propped himself up on his pillows and looked around the room again. Slowly he held a hand out and snapped one of his fingers. A loud noise echoed through the room but it caused little to no harm to Gohan's ears. He sighed in relief, At least my senses are returning to normal. That would have knocked me out yesterday.

Gohan slowly swung his legs about to dangle them over the edge of the bed before he gently eased his weight upon them. He smiled as he slowly stood up. Considering the condition he had found himself in just a day past he couldn't really blame himself for making sure he still had some strength. Those two tests out of the way Gohan walked to the curtained window and slowly drew them apart. Sunlight splashed into the room momentarily blinding Gohan but after a moment his eyes became adjusted to the light.

"Well, everything appears to be back to normal." Gohan said to himself as he opened the window to let in some fresh air. He suddenly grimaced as he thought back to yesterday's conversation. "Or rather as normal as it'll ever be."

Suddenly Gohan remembered something and looked down at himself. With a groan and a mental smack in the head in turned and headed back into the interior of the room. Standing in an open window in one's birthday suit is not really the smartest thing, especially when nearly every un-mated female in the planet would be lusting after him. Gohan walked over to the wardrobe and opened it to find nothing. With a frown he moved on to the dresser and opened the drawers there as well, to nothing. With a slight feeling of panic Gohan searched every nook and cranny in the room to find absolutely nothing that he could wear.

"This isn't good." He said to himself. "Who the hell ever thought it was a smart idea to take my clothes and not return them is going to get a beating." He muttered to himself.

All of a sudden there was a sound of the door knob turning. Gohan stared at the door in horror, Not good, definitely not good! He thought to himself. The door quickly opened and closed as Karreth quickly entered the room with a package in her hands. When she turned multiple surprises awaited her. One, the bed was empty, two the windows curtains were drawn back and the window open, and three Gohan was sheepishly scratching his head as he slowly waved his other hand in the air while being completely naked.

Karreth's eyes went immediately to Gohan's crotch causing them to widen in surprise. Her eyes narrowed in speculation Maybe I shouldn't give up on him. She thought to herself as she fought down a blush, someone with a body that great and a package that large is worth any amount of hassle, especially the package. I've seen grown saiyan's with smaller ones when they were fully erect and he's still limp! She thought. (Haha... WELL... isnt that rather crude? Good for a laugh though, or a rather humorous snort in my case)

"Karreth?" Gohan said as he began to blush, "What are you doing?"

Karreth blinked for a moment before she raised her eyes to his face. "Just admiring the view." She said while at the same time trying to envision how large he would be fully erect.

"Heh…" Gohan attempted to laugh

"I see that you're feeling better." She said.

"Ah, well, yes but… Karreth. Um…" He broke off and shook his head, "Yes, I am feeling much better, would be feeling even better if I had some clothes." He said with a silly grin although there was a hint of steel within his voice. "I don't suppose you would happen to know where they might have wandered off to?"

Karreth looked down at the package in her arms. "Well, they're right here. We took them to be cleaned, and then they were never brought to your room while you were sleeping because they weren't needed and when they were I well…" She looked back at his face, but not without taking another glance first. "Anyways here are your clothes. I'll leave them room and let you change…"

Gohan sighed, "Alright." He said as he approached Karreth. "Although I doubt it really matters anymore considering you've already gotten a good look at me." He grumbled.

Karreth smiled seductively in response. Gohan took the clothes and headed towards the bed. Karreth took the time to turn and swiftly leave the room. She was glad to be out of the room. Although she had enjoyed the sight if she had stayed any longer she might have done something she would have regretted, or at least that's what she kept telling herself. Out in the hallway Karreth smiled again as she thought about him.

"Damn! He's bigger than he was in my dream!"

Gohan blushed as he dressed. Loud noises no longer hurt his ears but his enhanced hearing was still there as he found discovered by easily making out what Karreth said through the closed door. I thought I may have gotten rid of her, stopped her from chasing me but then she had to go pull a stunt like that and walk in on me naked. Gohan grumbled in his mind, Now the only way to get her off my back is to mate with someone else… He thought about her for a moment, especially her curves. But maybe I could, well… taste her, just a little… ACK! NO! Ok, put clothes on, put clothes on… Gohan repeated over in over in his mind as he quickly dressed.

When he was finally dressed he looked himself in the mirror If anything they had taken good care of his clothing. There was only one last thing he had to do before he was prepared to face the day. Gohan concentrated on himself, Ok you stupid hormones, Get prepared for the ass kicking of your life!

Karreth jumped away from the door, twisted in the air and crouched in a fighting position across the hall. There were unusual noises coming from behind the door and it did not sound like someone was getting dressed. Suddenly there was a loud snarl and a crash and the sounds of furniture breaking. Suddenly a sound of pleasure followed by another shout of pain echoed through the door and that was enough for Karreth. She suddenly turned and walked down the hall leaving Gohan alone to do, well, whatever it was he was doing.

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An hour later…

Gohan exits his room, looking slightly worse for wear then he had been. "Stupid hormones." He muttered to himself as he turned to walk down the hallway. He hadn't a clue where he was going but anywhere was better then the room he just left. "Bastards fought back damn hard." He looked over his shoulder taking one last glance into the devastated bedroom. "I think the bedroom got the worst out of that fight."

Gohan was about to walk off when he felt a familiar presence draw close. He stopped and leaned against the wall just opposite his bedroom door as he waited for his grandfather to arrive. He wasn't kept waiting long as a few minutes later Bardock arrived. Gohan frowned as he noticed the pensive look on his elders face.

"Grandfather? What's wrong?" Gohan asked.

Bardock looked up at Gohan and smiled, "Ah, it's nothing Gohan. I am just a little annoyed. I've been getting many weird looks these days and I have holes in my memory large enough to drive a star ship through." He grumbled.

Gohan blinked for a moment, "I'm sure you'll figure out what's going on soon enough. Anyways, I was about to go off to train but, I kind of don't know how to get out of the palace." Gohan said as he sheepishly scratched the back of his head.

"Hmph." Bardock grumped, "It's not that hard, here follow me." He said as he turned and headed back the way he came.

Gohan fell in step beside him and the two walked silently through the bare corridors. The corridors seemed virtually empty but Gohan knew otherwise. They just twisted and turned so often that one rarely saw another person, at least that was true while traversing the side hallways; the main passageways were generally filled. As Bardock and Gohan turned into one of the main hallways signs of life began to show as Gohan had predicted. Other saiyan and alien officials could be seen traversing the hallways.

"What kind of training will you hope to accomplish?" Bardock asked suddenly. The two had been travelling in silence since they left Gohan's room.

"I'm going to see how much of my power has returned, and use that to determine how long it will be until I am back to full strength." Gohan said with a shrug, "Then I'll just meditate."

Bardock glanced at him, "Meditate? Why ever would you want to meditate?"

Gohan smirked, "Oh there's plenty of reason. But only one is really required. Meditate and your mental control increases, if your mental control increases you're able to manipulate your life force more efficiently, and if…"

"You're able to manipulate you life force better you will be able to fight better, longer, and with increased effectiveness." Bardock finished as he looked straight ahead, deep in thought.

"I see where I got my brains from." Gohan said with a laugh, "The genes must have skipped a generation."

Bardock shook his head sadly, "So Kakkarot amounts to nothing in the future…" Bardock said sadly.

Gohan smiled, "No, he amounts to quite a bit. He may be slow when it comes to life and everything else but, when it deals with fighting…" Gohan paused, "Well, let's just say he surpasses even me and Vegeta."

A couple people stopped to give Gohan an odd look before they walked on. Bardock just smirked, "So he becomes a great fighter."

Gohan nods, "Yes, but a crappy father. I don't blame him for doing the things he did, it's just the way he is, a part of who he is. I learned to live with it in the past. Now I don't have to as I will never see him again, or at least never as a father."

Bardock eyed him curiously.

"What?" Gohan asked, "It's a little hard to look up to someone as a father when you're older then he is."

Bardock simply nodded. Suddenly the noise of the city filtered to their ears and a few moments later they exited the palace to arrive at a platform overlooking the city.

"Well, we're outside now, where do you plan on training?" Bardock asked.

Gohan shrugged, "I'll find someplace." He replied. Gohan took a step forward and was about to fly off when a thought occurred to him. He turned around and glanced at his grandfather, "I have a question for you, why were you headed towards my room?"

"That's none of your business." Bardock said as he quickly turned and went back inside.

Gohan blinked several times in surprise, "I wonder what went and bit him in the ass." He said aloud.

Gohan turned back to look out into the city. The sun was just beginning to dip in the sky showing that it was a little after noon. Gohan smiled at this, he still had plenty of time to train by himself. With a slight exertion of his power Gohan lifted off the platform and shot off into the sky. He twisted and turned slightly in the air and began to head north, not really having any place better to go.

Gohan was soon out of the city and flying across the desert just north of the city. A desert, however natural and pleasant it might be to some, was definitely not the kind of place Gohan wanted to be when he began to meditate. Not only was it uncomfortably hot and dusty, he ran a high risk of coming to only to find a sand dune had walked up and sat on top of him. Although it wouldn't really hurt him, it was more the trying to pick sand out of places sand should not be in that annoyed him.

After an hour of flying Gohan started to become annoyed, he had been flying, quite fast he might add, and there was still no sight of the edge of the desert. Realizing heading north would not do him much good he flew further upwards. As he entered the stratosphere he erected a barrier around him to keep the cold out as he stopped and surveyed the planet once more. As he figured the desert stretched all the way to the North Pole and who knows how far beyond. Gohan turned and gazed back south. Far in the distance he could make out the capital city where he had left, and what annoyed him more then a little was that, no more then a few miles east and southeast of the city large stretches of greenery could be seen.

"Of all the…" Gohan trailed off. "If I have time to complain, I have time to fly." He said to himself as he quickly descended through the atmosphere once more, only this time heading east south east.

After yet another hour of flying Gohan began to near the greenery that he had seen when he was in the stratosphere. To his happiness it was a forest, although a little sparse compared to what he was used to back home it was still far better then the huge deserts that covered the majority of Planet Vegeta. With a smile on his face Gohan prepared to slow down and search for a suitable place to train.

Or rather that was what he would have done if fate hadn't decided to kick him in the balls yet again.

Just as Gohan reached the savannah that served as a boundary for both the desert and the forest he felt a chilling presences approach the planet. What sucked the most about it was that this presence was familiar to Gohan, one that he hadn't felt since Mirai Trunks had come back in time.

"You have got to be shitting me!" Gohan cursed as he looked up towards the life force he had sensed. "King Cold?" Gohan said to himself, "Of all the…" Gohan trailed off for a moment. "This always happens to me, just as I kill one evil super being ANOTHER decides to come jumping into my face. If I didn't know better I'd swear they were all part cockroach." Gohan muttered to himself, thoroughly annoyed at this development. "I wonder just HOW many evil super beings are going to have to get beaten, dismembered, maimed and otherwise brutally killed before they learn that they will never beat me!" Gohan growled as he altered his course for the third time that day.

Gohan resolved to kill King Cold as fast as possible. Here he was ready for a little relaxation away from everyone while doing a little meditation and now King Cold decides to show. And what was worse was that King Cold couldn't detect power levels without the use of a scouter, which was useless as it didn't give any indication as to who's power level they were reading. So not only did he have to waste his day killing the idiot, he had to go and greet him as well because who knew how many saiyans King Cold would kill before he went out to search for him.

Cold's star ship appeared to be headed towards the capital, much to Gohan's relief as it meant he wouldn't have to fly far. That relief however was short lived as the hundreds of warriors began to pour out of the ship and down towards the city.

Gohan growled in anger as several buildings exploded, sending large chunks of building materials in all directions. With his enhanced sight and hearing he could see and hear all of the destruction, even while he was many miles away. With a massive burst of speed Gohan covered the last bit of ground between him and the city in an instant, shooting over the capital like a rocket. He didn't waste any time as he shot towards the star ship that had just stopped to hover over the palace.

"So you fucking pieces of shit think you can just attack my people and get away with it?" Gohan spat out. His anger manifested itself in more then just words, hundred of weak energy blasts shot out from his aura and headed in all directions. Or rather one could say they were weak for Gohan. The soldiers of Cold that were hit by the blasts didn't know what hit them. They either exploded into a pile of giblets or were so badly burned and mangled from the attacks that they would be dead with a few seconds regardless. The sky literally rained blood as Gohan shot towards the palace as the broken, bloody remains of hundreds of soldiers fell from the sky and painted the city red.

Gohan and the star ship reached the palace at the same time, although the ship wasn't there for long. Gohan didn't slow down as he neared it, in fact he sped up and slammed into, through and out the other side of the ship before he decided to stop and turn around. The ship violently shook for a moment before gouts of fire exploded from the two gapping holes in the sides of the ship. Cracks spread from the holes before the ship detonated, the explosion set shrapnel far enough to be found miles away as what was left of the smoking, ruined ship slammed into the top of the palace.

"Oops." Gohan said as he scratched his head sheepishly. He hadn't considered the possibility of the ship crashing into the palace after he destroyed it. "I hope not too many people were hurt."

A harsh laugh brought Gohan out of his thoughts. He whipped his head around to the sound of the laugh only to see Cold floating up from the wrecked palace holding Karreth in a chokehold. The tyrant of the Cold Empire was already in his fourth evolutionary state, and he was much, much larger then Frieza. Where Frieza had barely topped five feet when he was in his fourth form, his father, King Cold, easily topped eight. Another difference between father and child was that instead of being white with purple plates, he was silver with blue. The change of colors either came with age or there was some other reason as to why Frieza was a different color.

"So, this is the mighty saiyan that killed my son, Frieza, I don't see what all the fuss is about." Cold said with a grin on his face, "Frieza was a weakling, spawn from a race of weaklings." Cold looked down at Karreth who was struggling to get out of his stranglehold. "But I shall rectify that. Now that I have my hands on a fine piece of work I'll be able to spawn a child worthy of continuing my reign."

"Ewww!" Karreth choked out as she looked pleadingly at Gohan, "Get… this big… tub of shit… off me…" She gasped out.

"Having a little trouble breathing, dear princess?" Cold said with a laugh. "Don't worry I…"

He was cut off as a fist slammed into his face and sent the tyrant for a trip that ended several hundred feet away. Said impact also caused him to lose his grip on the princess who fell several meters before she realized what had occurred and was able to halt her descent.

"…Won't be doing anything to her." Gohan spat out, finishing what Cold was going to say in his own way. "I refuse to let you, or anyone from your god damned race, hurt anyone else." Gohan glared at the tyrant.

Cold glared at Gohan. If looks could kill, this would have destroyed planets. "I don't take orders from anyone. I am King Cold, supreme ruler of the Cold Empire. And I TAKE what I want, and no one, especially not a pathetic saiyan, will stop me!" He growled out.

Gohan tilted his head back and grinned evilly, "Well then, today just won't be your day then, will it? Because I don't only intend on only preventing you from taking what you want, but I also intend to take your life as well!" Gohan said.

By this time Cold had calmed down. He knew he wasn't dealing with an ordinary saiyan. No, he was dealing with a saiyan that had been trained by the very Kaio's themselves. Even if he was just a saiyan, the skills and training he went through would put him on par with the super saiyan of legend his ancestors had trouble killing. He was, of course, much stronger then his ancestors but that was beside the point. If he was going to kill this saiyan he would need to be calm and collected, using not only his power, but his experience and knowledge to get him through this battle.

With that sorted out Cold carefully studied the young saiyan floating before him. If the saiyan knew the techniques of the Kaio's then any attempt he made to grab the princess would come to nought. If he wanted her, he needed to beat the saiyan first. There was no killing him, such a source of knowledge was only begging to be tapped, and Cold planned on draining that well of knowledge dry.

While Cold was studying Gohan, said saiyan was also studying him. Gohan noticed that Frieza's father was far more muscular and powerful then his son, far more powerful. Gohan also figured that since Cold was older then he had been through much more, giving a greater amount of experience then Gohan himself had. Gohan may have faced more powerful creatures, creatures that could destroy galaxies with a twist of their arm, but when it came to sheer experience and battle count, Cold had far, far more. This meant several things to Gohan. One, that Cold wouldn't be as easily lost to his emotions as to create openings for him to exploit. Two, that he probably had an arsenal of techniques and abilities that Gohan could only begin to guess at. And three, his natural instinct in combat may very well rival or surpass his own.

Gohan smirked at the tyrant, "What's wrong Cold? Out of taunts?"

Cold smiled, "No, little saiyan, I simply don't think you're worth the time. I'll just defeat you and make you my personal slave." He replied.

Gohan grinned as he fell into his battle stance, "Well then." He said in a deeper tone than usual, "Let's get this party started. I'm sure Karreth wouldn't mind having your stuffed head mounted in her throne room."

Karreth smiled happily at this, "Why thank you Gohan! What a kingly gift!" She said excitedly.

A twitch appeared over Cold's left eye as he heard the exchange. It wasn't really what they were saying that was annoying him; it was the fact that he was being ignored. "If you two are done, I'd like to get this over with. I have brains to pick, and saiyans to fuck." Cold said in a slightly annoyed tone.

Gohan laughed at that and eyed Cold, "Well, since you put it so elegantly why not." He said.

With a glass shattering shout Gohan powered up as fast as he could, knowing Cold wouldn't give him enough time otherwise. A white aura erupted around him and the air began to circle him in a cyclonic fashion. Karreth, who was floating a little to close to Gohan, was knocked away by the hurricane force winds that wrapped themselves around the young saiyan. Through the power-up Cold just floated there, arms folded across his chest, eyeing Gohan with mock curiosity. He was confident in his power, knowing that nothing Gohan could do could harm him.

After several moments the wind calmed down again and the aura faded away. When Gohan realized just how much stronger he had become he smirked at Cold, "Well, isn't this interesting." Gohan said with a laugh. "It appears as if I am stronger then my father when he first became a super saiyan."

Cold's eye twitched again, "For some reason I highly doubt that little saiyan." Cold said in a calm tone, "For one, if your father was a super saiyan I would have known about it, and two it's impossible for a normal saiyan to even come close to matching that of a super saiyan."

Gohan laughed again, "You're right about the normal saiyan part, but then, I've never been a normal saiyan!" Gohan shouted.

An instant later a shockwave cracked through the air as Gohan threw a punch at King Cold, only to have it blocked by a hand. Cold frowned slightly as he felt the force behind the punch, it was indeed far beyond anything Frieza had managed to do when he had trained him, but it was nothing he could not handle. Gohan yanked his hand out from the grasp of the tyrant and threw a flurry of punches and kicks, all of which were blocked by Cold.

Cold lashed out with his tail, attempting to get in a surprise hit but Gohan would have none of that. The young saiyan bent over backwards, allowing the tail to pass by him by mere inches before he lashed out and slammed both his feet into Cold's chin. Even catching the tyrant off guard meant nothing. Cold merely smirked at Gohan before batting him away like an insect. Cold's power in his fourth evolutionary state was such that even surprise attacks did very little to phase him.

Faster then Gohan expected, Cold slammed a fist into Gohan's face before he spun around and smashed his tail into the saiyan. Gohan tumbled backwards through the sky until Karreth caught him, stopping his unexpected flight.

"Thanks." Gohan said, rubbing his chest where the tail had hit him. The front of his shirt had been torn open by the blow. Gohan had to be careful; it appeared as if Cold was only toying with him at the moment.

"No problem." She said, with a smile on her face.

"PAY ATTENTION!" Cold yelled as he slammed both his feet into Gohan, taking advantage of the distracted saiyans.

Gohan was fortunate that he had seen the attack at the last moment and had been able to erect some sort of defence but Karreth had no such luck. The force of the blow,although greatly lessened due to Gohan's body, was still strong enough to shatter several ribs in her body and send her careening through the air with a scream of agony. Gohan watched her tumble away and anger gripped him. He turned back to the tyrant who was throwing another punch, hoping to catch Gohan off-guard again but no such luck.

With a scream of rage Gohan dodged around the fist and slammed his own into Cold's chin which was soon followed by a large kiai which rocked Cold back several feet. "NO MORE GAMES!" Gohan roared, "KAIO-KEN TIMES FIVE!" And Gohan's power sky rocketed. A red aura erupted from around Gohan an instant before he shot forward like a rocket. He broke several sound barriers before he reach Cold. A knee in the gut caused several not so good cracks to be heard as Cold hunched over to gag. Spit and blood flew from his face as Gohan retracted his knee and delivered a hammer blow to the back of Cold's neck sending the tyrant flying into the ground with earth shattering force.

The city below where Cold had crashed into glowed eerily for a moment before a huge energy beam sprang into being, lashing out at Gohan. The saiyan barely had time to dodge to the side, watch as the blast shot out into space. Gohan brought his gaze back down to the city and growled in anger once more. A large section of the city, the section where the blast had originated from, no longer existed. Everyone, and everything, had been atomized by the backlash caused by the energy weapon.

"COLD!" Gohan roared out in anger and prepared to dive down, only to get a backhand to the face. Gohan's cheek busted open as the saiyan's course was violently readjusted.

"You really should pay more attention to your surroundings, little saiyan." Cold said. His face had grown deadly serious, play time was over. "I underestimated your power, I won't do so again."

Gohan didn't respond with words, rather with his fists. Shockwaves rippled out from every attack as the two super powers battled over the capital city. Every time one of Gohan's fists slammed home or a kick connected, Cold was able to return a blow with equal, if not more, force. Whenever one blocked, the other dodged, it was a fight with no clear victor, or at least that's what it would appear to those who couldn't sense ki.

Gohan knew he was in trouble; he couldn't keep this up for long, one the longer he stayed in his super charged state the more damage his body would take and another was that while Cold was getting weaker, he was growing weaker far faster. With a growl he floated back a few feet to give himself some space. Gohan brought his hands up to his closed eyes and shouted, "SOLAR FLARE!" Blinding white light filled the air and blinded everyone. Cold growled in annoyance and pain as he clutched his eyes in pain.

Then the words dreaded by nearly every super villain that faced the Son family echoed through the air.

"KAME…" Gohan began as he thrust his hands forward and cupped them together at the palms before he brought them down to his side. Pure, blue Ki began to ripple around him as it left his body and began to spiral towards the cupped hands.

"HA…" A ball of blue energy sprung into existence between the cusped hands, a ball that expanded and contracted as more ad more power was poured into the attack. A frightening loud crackling noise began to echo through the sky, scaring Cold more then just a little. Being blind he could see nothing, but he could literally feel a huge amount of power being gathered into a ridiculously small gathering point. He didn't need to be able to sense ki to know that this attack would hurt a lot if he didn't do something quick.

"ME…" The ball of energy gathered between Gohan's hands grew almost too large to contain within, having loss the ability to condense it anymore then it already was. Everything was bathed in a blue light as the ball of energy gathered the last of its energy.

Cold, in desperation, fired a large energy blast at the sound, and source, of the energy hoping to disrupt it in any form, hoping to buy him at least a little time. It was all for nothing.

"HA!!" Gohan roared as he thrust his hands directly at Cold and let loose with everything he had. The energy blast Cold had lash out with was out classed in every shape and form as the energy wave slammed into it, and ate it like it was nothing more then a piece meal, before continuing on it's way, no less powerful then it had been in the beginning.

Cold's eyes had recovered just enough by this time, just enough to witness the energy wave before it slammed into him with enough force to rip through multiple planets. There was a long, agonizing scream as Cold felt his very being tear apart. He didn't even bother to try and stop the beam; he was more occupied with trying to stay alive then with diverting the blast.

Gohan kept up the huge stream of energy for half a minute before he finally stopped and let his arms drop to his sides. The energy wave had carried Cold far out into space before it suddenly detonated into a huge explosion. Gohan was exhausted as he dropped out of his Kaio-ken state. If Cold had survived that blast he knew he wouldn't be much of a resistance as that blast had reduced him down to the level he had been at prior to fighting Frieza, a level that would get him no where except a trip to the Otherworld.

Gohan closed his eyes and breathed in deeply as he calmed himself, letting the bloodlust drain from his system. He opened up his mind and felt for Cold's life force, hoping that the tyrant was dead once and for all. After several moments he breathed out a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and a smile graced his face. He couldn't sense the tyrant anywhere, he was dead, and the fight was over. As Gohan turned to go check on Karreth he couldn't help but feel that the fight was… somewhat duller then it should have been. Where was all that experience and technique he was supposed to have? All he had shown was superior tactics, but no experience or technique.

"Maybe I'm just missing some…" Gohan was cut off as a pair of feet slammed into the small of his back causing the saiyan to tumble forward. Gohan quickly halted his fall and turned around only to stare at something that should not be possible.

"Something the matter?" Cold hissed out from a broken and mangled jaw. Cold was back, yet he wasn't. Gohan tried to sense the others life force, and found nothing. Cold was dead, yet he was still floating there, supported by life force he did not have.

"H-How!?" Gohan gasped out in surprise, "You're supposed to be dead! You ARE dead!" Gohan exclaimed in surprise.

Cold grinned maliciously, "You do not have to worry sssaiyan, as you ssshall live much longer." Cold replied with a voice suddenly super-imposed on his own.

Gohan looked Cold over more thoroughly. All his limbs were there, yet they were all broken and mangled. Bones jutted were even jutting out from various places in his limbs. His chest had been ripped open and his dead organs were clearly visible, no longer doing the tasks they were created for. The last bit of blood that still existed within the corpse of the tyrant was quickly draining away, showering the city below. Half the head had been stripped of everything, leaving a bone white skull behind while the other side was mangled beyond belief. But what caught Gohan's attention the most were the lines of green energy that had wrapped itself around every inch of Cold's body, inside and out.

Gohan backed up slowly, his eyes wide, "This definitely rates high on my weird-shit-o-meter." Gohan managed to finally say.

"Time to die sssaiyan." Cold hissed out before he shot forward.

Gohan didn't waste any time and shot forward as well. With Cold being dead he may still have a chance, if he could only disrupt whatever it was that kept the tyrant moving after he had already died. As they neared Gohan dodge a punch and lashed out with his own only to have it encounter a strange barrier of green energy. Suddenly there was a massive flash of light and both Cold and Gohan were knocked violently away from each other.

"What the hell was that?" Gohan asked but got no reply as Cold just glared at him.

Cold once again blasted towards him but Gohan had something else in mind, it just came to him. He brought a hand to each side and gathered energy for his attack. "RENZOKU ENERGY DAN!" Gohan shouted as he quickly threw energy blast after energy blast at the on coming tyrant. At first nothing appeared to happened, Cold just shrugged off the attacks like they were nothing but suddenly he flinched as an attack hit his chest.

Gohan, began directing his attacks towards the center of the tyrants chest, hoping he had found a weak point, but once again Cold was able to shrug them off until a blast hit him in the face, causing another flinch, this one more violent then the previous. Again he redirected his attacks to Cold's face but nothing happened until two blasts, one that hit his arm, and one a leg, caused him to shout out and rock backwards a little. At this point Gohan was completely confused, as well as running low on energy, so he just focused on getting as many of his blasts to hit as possible, not caring about which area they hit.

Fortunately it worked; soon nearly every blast was causing the tyrant to shout out, and with each hit more and more of the green energy began to dissipate. Whether he was shouting because of pain or something else, as it's hard to believe a dead person can feel pain, Gohan didn't know, and he didn't really care.

"Would you just fucking die already?!" Gohan yelled, getting extremely annoyed at the tyrant's resilience. Whether it was his words that did something or just happenstance, Cold's body suddenly exploded into a shower of blood and gore. A loud scream of anger echoed through the air before it too, was gone.

"Finally, he died!" Gohan said with relief evident in his voice, "Hopefully for good. If he starts gluing himself back together like Majin Buu and Cell I'm going to be extremely fucking pissed." He said to no one in particular, but thankfully Cold was much like his son in that aspect, no super regenerative techniques that would make him virtually impossible to kill.

Suddenly he remembered something, "Uh-oh, I hope Karreth is alright." He said as he went off to look for her, "And I hope she doesn't mind that I… err… blew up Cold's head instead of mounting it on her wall."

To be continued…

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A/N: There, Chapter 6 is done, and you only had to wait several months for it. The reason, simple, I lost motivation to write. And I got hooked on Naruto. But, I do plan on finishing this story some time in the future, just when… well… I'm not exactly sure.

A/N: In case you were wondering, Cold's power level in the show was 13,000,000 when he was in his second form. To calculate his power level in his fourth form I took the ratio between Frieza's second and his ultimate fourth, which happened to be 12:1 ratio. So 12 x 13,000,000 = 156,000,000. That's Cold's power level in this chapter. If you're wondering why Gohan didn't just go to kaio-ken x 20, well, despite being enraged he knew drawing on too much kaio-ken would cause his body to explode, similar to if he was to do it while being a super saiyan. He had to be careful and only draw out what was needed because the risk of drawing too much was simply too great. Once again, ignore anything that happened in GT as I hate GT and nothing that happens in that show has any baring here.

A/N: Sorry about the short fight scenes but I'd rather get these ones over with. This is pretty much just redundant stuff that's been done over and over in so many stories it's ridiculous, once I get to the other universes I should have longer fight scenes, and ones that involve more then just a slug fest between 2 people.

A/N: Ok, FanFiction just got a whole lot gayer. What's up with not being able to put in a divider unless it's THEIR divider?! God damn assholes, oh well, I guess I'll just have to use the full line across the screen to show change of time/position. Takes away from the look and feel but... what can I do? I ALSO hate how they refuse to let me leave blank lines, so anywhere you see just a -, it's supposed to be blank.