"Fade to Black"
Disclaimer; I have never owned the series Dragon Ball/Z/GT in my life and never will for that matter... I don't own the characters either. Or the song "Fade to Black" by Metallica.
A/N; This may turn into a songfic later on as the story progresses hence the title. Though it's a slim chance it won't. Also, this fanfic takes place during the post Buu saga, Chibi Pan and Bra are not around yet as it takes place 1-3 year(s) after Buu... Oh yeah and there will be a death involved later on. o.o;;
Category; Action/Adventure, Drama, Tragedy, Alternate Universe.
Oh yes, to answer some quick questions before the story itself starts . The fight was indeed physical and not in his mind. Does Goku die? Well I can't tell you that yet :). Do they notice the difference? Well read on to find out, and thanks for the reviews so far everyone!
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Chapter 3: Kakarrot Takes Over... Or Does He?
Vegeta, Piccolo, Krillin, Gohan, Trunks, and Goten wandered around the area below the Lookout. "Did you sense that powerlevel drop, Goten," Gohan shot a look over to his younger brother. Goten met his brother's stare and nodded. "Yeah. It just vanished. Weird. Maybe dad took care of it afterall."If he took care of whatever it was, then where is he," asked Krillin. "Gr, this is all pointless. He's probably at the Lookout." "But we just left from there Dad...," Trunks pointed out, looking up at the sky.
"You forget he can just instant
transmit anywhere he wants in just about a milli-second,
son."
"...Yeah that's right."
"Hello guys."
Everyone turned around to see Kakarrot leaning against a tree, as if he was always there. "Dad... You caught me off guard there for a second... How long have you been right there," Gohan laughed nervously as a trickle of sweat ran down the side of his face. "For a while I would say. Just standing here bidding my time until you people finally noticed I was standing behind you." The tone in his voice was as harsh and cold as ever. Piccolo noticed this, but didn't utter a sound. "So what was it that you had to rush down and see Kakarrot? We sensed a powerlevel drop," Vegeta smirked. "Nothing that you should be concerned about. I took care of it as you can see." Kakarrot unfolded his arms, cracking his knuckles. "What's the secret you're keeping from us Goku? C'mon it had to be something," Krillin laughed. "It was nothing. Like I said before. Stop worrying about it." Kakarrot sent a dark scowl over to Krillin, who raised an eyebrow. Goten crossed his arms, puzzled by his father's odd behavior.
"Dad, what's your problem? You're acting kinda funny."
"Ah uhm, nothing... Just a slight headache is all. We should leave it's getting late."
"Yeah, I suppose so..."
Everyone started to fly off, except for Gohan. He had noticed something that looked like a ripped portion of orange and blue from Goku's gi. He kneeled down and picked it up, examining it closely. There was some blood on the frayed edges of it. Not dry though, it still had a slightly wet appeal to it. Like it was just cut moments ago... Wait a moment... His father's outfit looked just fine. No tears or anything on it. But this piece of clothing that Gohan had found on the ground looked just like it had been sliced off by something. "Something's wrong... Dad was even acting stranger than usual as well. He seemed darker than usual... And this cloth looks like it came straight from hs gi, but it didn't looked battle worn or anything... I'll have to show this to Goten to see what he thinks as well." Gohan stuffed the cloth deep into his back pocket and flew off towards Mount Paozu.
Gohan opened the door slowly, walking inside. He smelled food cooking still. 'Mom must not be done with dinner yet...', Gohan walked up to the foot of the stairs, pausing to look at the kitchen. Empty still. The stove was off, and food was on the table. Gohan frowned, continuing up the stairs to his and Goten's room. He opened the door to see Goten at his desk looking out the window. "Goten...? What's up little bro," Goten looked at Gohan blankly. "Dad won't let us eat dinner yet and I'm starving..." He put his head down on the desk and groaned. Goku wouldn't let them eat dinner yet! This was definately not like him... Gohan sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled out the cloth. "Goten, I found something out near Korin's tower... Take a look at it."Goten looked up and took the cloth from his hands. He frowned and inspected it closely. "This looks like Dad's... But... uhh... his shirt didn't look ripped up or anything though..." Gohan nodded. "Yeah I said the same thing when I found it. Now think about it, Dad would never act that harsh towards us OR make us wait to eat!"
"So maybe that powerlevel we sensed disappear was his?"
"Maybe so Goten, but we can't jump to conclusions just yet. We'll have to see--"
"For yourselves."
Gohan scowled in annoyance and slowly turned around to see Kakarrot standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. He looked...smug. "Smart one aren't you?" In a long time Gohan never felt intimidated as he did that moment in time. Finally breaking the silence he spoke, "Who are you, and where's my father?" Gohan clenched his fists tightly with every word. "Well I guess it's time to quit with the cover up. As you now know your father is now well... Heheh, unfortunately not dead but, disposed of I guess you could say." Kakarrot smirked at them. Gohan and Goten glared darkly. "I remember my brother asking who you were, now again who are you?" Goten asked sharply. "My name is Kakarrot. I--"
"Wait, that's my Dad's Saiyan name! You must be--"
"His darker half yes. Right before he bumped his head on that rock he wasn't exactly the good, pure person he is now. Of course you could also call me his clone, whatever I don't really care nonetheless."
"But how--"
"I don't think I have to share the details of my existance with you of all people."
"Well it could sure do us some good, to know what and who you are exactly."
"Didn't your parents teach you manners boy?"
Filled with rage, Gohan jumped up and snatched Kakarrot by the collar of his shirt. "I think you should treat your FAKE sons with more respect than that, FATHER. You don't want our mom getting suspicious now do you!" Kakarrot laughed evily. "I could care less what that human finds out about me at the moment. Besides, she's too out of it to say anything."
Gohan loosened his grip, his eyes filling with concern. "What happened to her," he yelled. "Are you stupid or something? I just said she was knocked out. She was getting just a little bit too... Hot-headed. So I knocked her unconcious." He enjoyed the fact that he was infuriating them. "Now now. If you want you could just kill me. Or at least TRY. But I doubt your father would ever make it back here alive if you did that. So with that in mind, I'm going to simply enjoy making your life a living hell. Have fun kids." He left Gohan and Goten standing in the middle of their rooms stunned. Goten looked down at the floor then looked over to Gohan. "What do we do about him...? Should we take that risk or just do what he says?" Gohan closed the door quietly and lowered his brow. "We wait till Dad gets back to do anything, Goten. I don't really have a good felling about that 'Make your life a living hell' statement either... But c'est la ve..."
"What's that mean Gohan?"
"...Nothing. Goodnight Goten."
"But I'm starving!"
"Go eat something downstairs!"
"The food's cold..."
Gohan facevaulted, not moving for a few seconds. "Uh Gohan? You okay," Goten frowned innocently. Gohan's face remained buried in the floor. "G-Goodnight Goten." "Ah, okay...goodnight Gohan...,"Goten hit the lights and jumped onto his bed. Gohan still lay on the floor facedown. "My face can't take much more of this..."
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You know what to do now don't you? Review, please and thank you! I'll try and make the chapters a little bit longer next time.