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Chapter 5: The Horror Continues

I smirked at Goten's lifeless form in front of me. It was that obvious that he could not see it coming: the painful stab of the Katana sliding through him. Even though my mom would be coming home in an hour and a half, I had to cover up the devious crime that I had just committed.

I picked up the dead child by the scruff of the neck, and jumped out of the opened window. As soon as I found an open area, I held Goten's neck firmly, staring at his pale and lifeless face. Somewhere deep inside of me, a faint voice was inquiring, "Why the fuck would you do this shit to your little brother, Gohan? This is not what you are meant to be." However, that voice was too faint and quiet, that I could not hear it, so I just ignored it. With the other hand, I held it close to Goten's face with the palm facing outward-energy encircled the hand as a small energy ball formed. My eyes widened menacingly as I shot the blast straight at Goten's face, vapourizing him completely.

With that deed done, I realized that there was nothing else for me but to climb back inside my room and rest for the next day.

However, just as I started to turn around, I heard a loud roar of a helicopter above me. Shit, I thought to myself. Sounds like someone got called in, but how would they know where I lived? I did not know what to do next: run off like a fucking coward or stay and destroy the stupid bastard who was about to put my evil actions to an end. My heart was racing as beads of sweat started to roll down my forehead.

Then, the decision started to become clear. I may be a hybrid, but I still have Saiyan blood no matter how much of it is within me. There was one option I had: stay and fight the fucking bastard who is trying to confront me. There is a good chance that whoever it was that was coming here was not a Saiyan but a mere, weak human being. I chuckled at myself as I thought, This is going to be easy. In an attempt to fight whoever it was, I drew out one of my Katana's (I brought it out with me just in case someone comes along to confront me).

Sure enough, the helicopter landed in front me, and a young girl, who seemed to be close to my age, climbed out of its window. This young girl was tall and thin, and had short and black hair. She wore black fingerless gloves, black shorts, a pink tee-shirt, a white jumper, and a pair of black and yellow boots. There was look of vengefulness in her eyes as she stood her hands on her hips.

"What the fuck do you want, bitch?" I asked as I brought the Katana closer to my face. She closed her eyes and smirked. "It is that simple, ninja," she replied confidently, "I am going to make sure that your evil actions are finished once and for all!" I winced at her reply. How the fuck did she know that I was the one who attacked those numerous cities and towns?

"Who are you, you bitch?" I snapped with my Katana poised in my hand, "How the fuck did you find out that it was I who slaughtered those innocent people?"

"First of all, ninja, stop calling me bitch or you will live to regret it. My name is Videl, and it was my cleverness that found out that you are the one who attacked those poor and innocent people. Think about it, you bastard. Your sword for instance: the ninja who massacred numerous towns and cities had a sword exactly like it. From here, I can see that there are bloodstains on that sword. Want to know where those bloodstains came from? The blood from innocent people, you dumbass! Also, you have the same clothes as that ninja. You see, those two facts are clear and simple: you are the ninja who attacked those innocent people."

I growled at her furiously. Her cleverness would turn out to be a problem for me. It does not matter anyway-I am still going to rip her shreds once she offers a fight with me. No one that weak would stand up against me, a hybrid that is so experienced with fighting and is an expert when it comes to agility. However, there was something about her that is hold me back. Why can't I attack her?

"Well, ninja," she asked while she was going into a fighting stance, "are you going to fight to hold your ground against me or surrender and allow me to take you in? What is it going to be, you fucking murderer?"

My eyes showed a sign of confusion. Why am I going on like this? I should attack her and then kill her with one sweep of my Katana. You can't. You are so weak near her. Damn that voice! Now, I can hear it. Now, it is time to repent and accept the consequences. No! I must kill her! This is my revenge against my father for all he had done for me! Once I kill more people, my revenge will be complete. You are so blinded by the past, Gohan. It is time to open your eyes and repent.

Shit, no matter what I do, I cannot fight away this voice that is getting stronger and more audible every time it spoke. Once you have accepted whatever she is about to do to you, everything will become clear to you. The end of the line is now, Gohan.

I finally managed to block out that weakling voice that was telling me to go back where I was before, and snickered like an insane freak at the young woman before me, poising my katana for battle. "If it is a fight you want then it is a fight you will get, bitch," I told her as I wrapped my head cloth around my head.

At that moment, I could sense fear in her. She knew what was going to happen. From the head cloth, I would see her stepping back with fear in her eyes every time I walked towards her. "Good bye, bitch," I whispered as I ran towards her with both hands on the Katana. She screamed a blood-curdling scream and shut her eyes tightly as she perished under a single, deadly sweep of sword. To get rid of the bloody body, I fired a weak energy ball at the body, and then fired a Kame hame ha wave at the helicopter, disintegrating both.

Crash! Lightning flashed around the landscape as heavy rains flooded the atmosphere. I stood over the rubble of the aircraft, watching for anyone else who dares to challenge me.

That was until an energy wave caught me off guard. "What the fuck!" I screamed as I dodged the blast that was coming my way. Realizing that the blast had been shot from above, I looked up towards the sky. There, ready to shoot another Big Bang Attack, was Vegeta. "You!" I shrieked as the other Saiyan sent yet another blast at me, which I dodged immediately. I saw what you did, Gohan," Vegeta accused as he grounded himself, "Thought you would have surrendered to your emotions and to your inner-voice, but you chose to go the hard way. Prepare for battle, hybrid! I am going to do what your father should have done when he was still alive."

"Cut the shit, Vegeta! Even if I hadn't massacred many towns and villages or killed those people, my father would still kill me when he is still alive. This is to make him pay for everything that he has done to me! All the emotional and physical scars that he had inflicted on me! He must pay for the times when he had fucked me up for the past 12 years! I had warned you, Vegeta, to never get in the way of my revenge! You never listened to me, didn't you, you fucking weakling?"

Taking offence that my insults, he charged at me, screaming, "How dare you say such shit!" With lips curved into an evil and insane grin, I took off into the sky with an idea in mind. Surprised, Vegeta followed suit, cursing me and throwing energy attacks.

I led him to his home city, West City, and stopped in mid air. Smiling, I knew that this is a terrific battleground where innocent people would get killed in the process of our battle. Laughing silently to myself, I grounded myself in the midst of the towering buildings. An innocent passer by who was doing just a crazy task of walking in the storm stopped as soon he saw me. Drawing my sword, I turned around and, with a quick motion, drove it threw his chest.

Once he grounded himself seconds after, Vegeta was enraged when he saw the body at my feet. "Traitor," he muttered under his breath, "What kind of sick bastard would do such a thing? Having a battle amongst my city—what are you trying to prove, Gohan? You insane son of a bitch!"

I stuck a hand in one of my pockets, pulling out a capsule, which exploded as it changed into a container of stars once I threw the capsule up into the air in front of me. I opened the container and fastened a few stars to the clasps on my chest, and then I took a few more out into my hand. With a devious grin forming on my face, I asked Vegeta if he was ready. He got into a ready stance, nodding and making a beckoning gesture with his index finger.

In several quick motions, I threw the razor-sharp stars towards Vegeta in a sideways motion, but he dodged those. I didn't care about that however, because I had a plan. This was going to be my final strategy of taking care of my father's old rival once and for all. I threw some more at him, which he dodged swiftly.

The second after a few more tries, I threw a small bottle at him so quickly that he very narrowly dodged it--it exploded a couple of inches away from him, letting out a gusts of purple-gray smoke that blinded him instantly. As he was screaming and covering his eyes after the smoke cleared, I teleported behind him, took out one of my katana swords, and stabbed it through his back. He gasped and cried in agony and pain as the sword's blade ran through his chest. "You…bastard! How…could…I lose…to…a no-good…insane…freak like you?" He hissed as he grasped the blade of the sword that was sticking out of his chest.

"Think about it, Vegeta," I replied as I breathed into his hair and brought a hand towards his back as an energy ball was forming from the palm, "My hatred towards anyone makes me stronger. See you in hell, Vegeta." In that instant, the complete energy ball shot out my hand, disintegrating the only remaining survivor of the Saiyan race.

(The following is not in Gohan's point of view)

The storm continued to rage on as Gohan edged his way along the streets of a now damaged West City. He saw a few teenagers in front of him trying to get out of the rain, and when they saw him they shrieked and hurried for cover. However, he didn't really care about them that much for he didn't feel like killing anyone anymore.

As soon as he reached the heart of the city, he took the same katana that he had used to kill Vegeta, Videl, and that passerby with, and shoved the bloodstained blade through his chest. After crying in extreme harm, the once tenderhearted hybrid, which had suffered a tremendous amount of hurt throughout the past 12 years of his life, collapsed onto the rain-drenched concrete lifelessly.