A mermaid swam her way hurriedly through the waters until she reached the shore side. It peeked its head over the water, black hair covering the face, and threw the carcass of a large fish beside a dead boy. As an offering to the poor dead child. The fish that killed it. Suddenly a large scream was heard and the young and pregnant widow made a mad dash for the mermaid who she feared was trying to take the child's body to the depths of the sea with it. The mermaid didn't falter, she merely lifted her hands, and called out to the young widow with an eerie echoing voice.
Chi..Chi…
It sounded as if the name was force, and the young mother instantly stopped and fell to her knees. The mermaid looked up at her, and then back down at the boy. Take her hand, she laid her webbed fingers on the boy's chest, and pushed hard, causing the boy's dead face to turn towards his mother. Tears began to force itself down her face but she couldn't move… Gohan! The Mermaid nodded her head, and then, placed her peach lips over the boys mouth and blew once. All the water that had been in his system was pushed out and waiting for oxygen to take its place. With that the mermaid pushed herself from the shore and began to swam away. Chichi felt herself screaming for the mermaid to turn and help her, but her voice was drowned out by a loud wave crashing against the waterside, and enveloping her son. All the shock that was in her left her body, and she scrambled, pregnant body and all to her son's side.
Pulling his wet body into her arms, she cried against his wet black hair, and soon found that her cries were being echoed. She forced herself to look into his face, only to realize that Gohan was alive now! The mermaid had saved him, and he was now crying bitterly and clinging to his mother.
Shhh… it's alright Gohan. Shhh, its all right.
She tried the best to soothe her tiny son, but came to no avail.
Shhh, Daddy won't let anything happen to his son, and neither will mommy. Shhh, we're going home now, alright?
With that, Chichi stood and hobbled her way out of the forest. She didn't know how the hell she actually managed to carry her and her son, but she got them both to the house. Where she kept him there, safe and sound for the next few days.
Gohan!
Yes mom.
What are you doing up there!
My homework!
Are you sure! Cause if I come up there and that's not what you're doing you will be in trouble for life!
Yes mom, I'm positive.
Chichi smiled to herself and continued drying the tiny white porcelain plate in her hand. It was one of the last things her mother gave her, and she was gonna make sure it stayed clean. She turned away from the steps and walked back into the kitchen, pink apron swaying on her blue maternity dress as she made her way back to the kitchen cabinet. She opened the pretty cheery wood and glass doors and gently placed the porcelain plate down. It was one her most prized possessions. It had white roses, and green stems and leaves, interlacing in a circular motion around the outside of the plate. She absolutely loved it. Sighing to herself, she turned back to the stove, and stirred a large boiling pot quickly. Hmm, soup must be done.
For the past few days that is all Chichi cooked. She wanted to make sure Gohan didn't catch a cold from his near death experience. Well, another cold. The first day, it had been chicken noodle soup, after that, beef stew sort of soup, after that an alphabet soup, after that a clam chowder soup. Now… it was tomato soup. Of course she always served her soups with a side of rice and a hearty sandwich, which Gohan consumed, and then angrily consumed the liquid which he complain was meant for children.
Chichi smiled to herself at how the glass clean and streak free! She didn't think anyone could do much better than her! Ah yes! The task at hand.. get the plates and bowls. Chichi set out two bowls, and two plates enough for her and Gohan and carefully carried them over to the large table on the other side of the room. Just like the one in the living room, it was engraved with Roses and Swans, one of the most beautiful sculptures she had ever seen. It used to be in the house of her father, that is, until it burned and burned, and was finally put out with a large fan. Sigh, those were the days huh?
She lifted a plate and began wiping it, until suddenly she threw it clear across the room, and out the window hitting a little black bird that had been sitting on the windshield. The bird managed to release a scream similar to that of a female woman and a man whose just been hit in the groin. Had he not been an all black bird everyone would have surely saw the bruises along his eyes, and wings. The bird managed to flap its wings and continue flying as the plate hit the grass and shattered into a million pieces. The bird.. a bit on the scared side managed to peek back into the window at the young woman who was now kneeling on the floor. Her face was covered in beady little drops of sweat similar to the birds eyes, and her hair envelop her face as she crumbled her face into tears. She grabbed her apron into her hands and managed to rip them to shreds as red over took her eyes and her who being pulsed with pain. When her apron laid in shreds at her feet, her fingers clawed at the linoleum floor Goku labored over many years ago. She scratched deep grooves in the white checkered tile, as she screamed angrily into her kitchen. If the bird hadn't been scared now, then nothing would ever scare it. It had seen this before. Oh god! The horror! The horror!
Just as quickly as she had started screaming she stopped, and her eyes returned back to its normal black state. She looked around and stood up quickly and walked out of the room. The little bird followed her into the next room, and watched her as she took the black phone off the hook and made a few calls. Placing a hand on the mouth piece after saying a few words she called upstairs to her son. The window had been closed in this room, but the bird knew what she had said to her little Gohan.
Get the bags Gohan! Its time!
She soon hung up the phone and reentered the kitchen and set up the bowls for a quickly meal for Gohan. She couldn't have her baby leave without eating something. Sitting down by the table, she began to spoon large portions of piping hot soup onto her son's bowl, and a little bit into hers. Then she called upstairs to her son.
Gohan! Come downstairs and hurry up and eat so that we can go.
It didn't take long for her happy son to come shooting downstairs and begin gulping large spoonfuls of his tomato soup. He had recently changed into his ki, and for the first time in history they were not dirty or torn. Chichi had mended it for him when he begged to wear them when the new baby arrived. Chichi of course would have preferred her son wore a business suit with a nice red tie, but since it reminded her of Goku, and her son's eyes became bright at the proposition, she happily said yes.
She was seated not more than 5 minutes when her eyes became red again and little Gohan grabbed his bowl, and ducked under the table. She proceeded to pick up her bowl and with a loud screamed forced it through the window, and to an oh so loveable unsuspecting bird out the window. The poor hot soup burned the bird and it ran back and forth flapping its wings and screaming as all its feathers wilted away.
A jalopy car pulled up in the driveway, and a large man got out and stared at the bird.
Chichi!
Yes Dad!
I'm out here and ready!
Alright, we'll be right out!
Not more than a few moments later chichi cam waddling out followed by floating luggage but what was really, a tiny Gohan.
The Ox-King loaded the trunk with her things, and hoping into the little red car, took off for the highway.
Chichi…Yeah Dad?
I don't mean to alarm you, but it appears you have rabid birds in your backyard.Aww, Papa, don't be silly! You can't have a rabid bird.
Well, I know what I saw chichi. It feathers were wilting everywhere and it looked like it was drenched in blood… or something of the sort.
Hmm, well, I don't know anything about that, but I've never encountered anything like that Papa.
He nodded his head and keeping his eyes on the road, made sure to look at his daughter very so often. He knew what happened when her eyes turned red. He saw it when she gave birth to Gohan and lord knows he didn't want to see it again! Ugh just the thought made him step harder on the gas. Gohan cheered seeing how fast they were really going and chichi simply looked happily out the window. It wasn't long though before a cop pulled them over and asked the Ox-King why he had been driving so fat. Before he could answer, he and Gohan scrambled under the car chairs and chichi lifted the nearest thing to her. A Flashlight and sent it careening into the officer's head, which bounced off and his a plucked bird, trying to make a trip on highway 94. Chichi screamed and cursed until her eyes went black once again, and the Ox-King speeded towards the hospital, not sparing one second. Now was the time, for her last child, to be born.
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