AN- I'd like to start by saying I hope I didn't scare anyone with my prolonged absence. The past month has been a bit shaky, but I graduated college, and I have completed my move. (Which is why this took so long to write.) Moving halfway across the USA is no small feat, it seems. But now I am settled into my new life, and hopefully I'll be able to jump right back in and start pumping out chapters again. It's funny how the intermission happened right after the death of Frieza. Kind of like the end of a season episode or something. But you guys don't have to wait four months for the new season to come out, it only took one. But enough rambling. I'm sure you guys just want to get back to the story.
W…where am I?…
Goku slowly got up, his hair back to its normal black hue. The last I remember was…a light… what happened?…
The earth born Sayian raised his head, taking in his surroundings. The air had a feel of controlled chaos to it, small wisps being herded together by strange blue creatures wearing ties. But the most outstanding feature of the room was the oversized desk, and the gigantic ogre-like person who sat behind it.
"Next case!"
Vegeta stepped forward, a small halo hovering over his head. There was a strained silence for a moment as the large ogre sifted through his paperwork.
"Lets see… Vegeta…. Prince of the Sayians, warmonger for Frieza… tried to reform at the last moment…" The large being stopped muttering to himself and looked Vegeta in the eye.
"I'm sorry, but your recent attempt at heroism cannot redeem you. This should come as no surprise to you."
Vegeta maintained the eye contact, showing no emotion whatsoever. This was an inevitability he had prepared himself for since he was a child. There is far too much blood on my hands for any other outcome…
Goku felt a hand fall on his shoulder, and he spun around in surprise. Krillin gave him a soft smile, but there was an obvious fear in his eyes.
"Are you okay, Goku?"
Krillin had a halo as well. "Where are we, Krillin?"
Krillin hung his head slightly, the news still shocking him as well. "Goku…. We died…"
Goku's hand absentmindedly reached up and felt above his hair. Sure enough, there was a halo above his head as well. "Did Frieza kill us?"
The small monk stared at his best friend in shock. "You mean, you don't remember?"
Goku scrunched up his forehead with the stress of recollection. "I only remember bits and pieces…Tell me. Did Frieza win?…"
Krillin hesitated for a moment before he went to speak. But before he could, a booming voice rang throughout the room.
"Son Goku!"
The large creature behind the desk was calling him. He slowly got to his feet and walked over to the big desk.
"I'm Goku. Who are you?"
"I am Lord Enma. I run Other World, and I decide who goes to heaven and who goes to hell."
Goku nodded. "Where did Vegeta go?"
Enma frowned. "He was sent to hell. He wasn't exactly a bad person, but his acts of violence can not be forgiven so easily." Enma began to shift through his papers.
"Now then, Son Goku…. You have a very good record for the most part…. What's this?"
Enma stopped, looking at a piece of paper with disgust. "I see. This changes everything. You destroyed a planet."
Goku stared at the ogre with a confused expression. "What!"
Enma squinted as he recited a paragraph from Goku's dossier. "In a fit of frustration and rage at his son's death, Son Goku ascended beyond a normal Sayian, gaining powers beyond comprehension. In a blind rage, he used those powers to destroy Frieza, also destroying the planet Namek and his friends Krillin and Vegeta."
Goku's knees gave out from under him and he fell to onto all fours. All of his memories as a Super Sayian came flooding back into his head. It's… its too much… Gohan… and Krillin… its all my fault!
Goku slowly looked up with tears in his eyes. "I…. I… what happened?"
Enma shrugged. "How am I supposed to know?"
"But… but…"
The larger ogre shook his head sadly. "There's nothing I can do. Now, if you don't mind, I have several thousand more cases to work before lunch!" Enma slammed his fist down on a button on his desk, and a trapdoor gave out from underneath Goku. From the corner of his perception, Goku could hear Krillin scream out his name as all of his senses faded. There was a rush of falling, and then darkness.
Goku slowly opened his eyes, his entire body in immense pain. Through hazy vision, he made out a swirling red and orange sky. The ground beneath him felt rocky and rough, and there was a dull pounding in his head. He couldn't find the willpower to get up, so he simply lay there.
It may have been hours that passed, or it may have been years. Time had no place in Goku's torturous musings. More of his memory returned to him. The feeling of unparalleled power, and the rage and frustration at not being able to save his son. The all-encompassing urge to destroy the small changeling. His memories weren't so much sensory as they were emotional. The power he had channeled was simply too overbearing.
"Well, well. Look what we have here, Dodoria. It seems we have a fallen monkey in our midst."
Goku didn't even turn to acknowledge the voice. Zarbon and Dodoria strutted up to the Sayian and chuckled. Zarbon turned to Dodoria and grinned.
"Looks like even Mr. Hero had sins on his head. Fancy meeting you here, monkey. I suppose Master Frieza decided to eliminate you after all." Zarbon threw a kick at Goku's ribs, his foot a blur as it whizzed at the Sayian. Without even turning to look at them, Goku's eyes narrowed in anger and he let out a hoarse yell. His aura expanded, sending both Dodoria and Zarbon flying backwards. Goku rolled his eyes and went back to brooding.
"Next case!"
Krillin slowly walked up to the big desk, his knees shaking in fear. His mind kept flashing back to all the dishonest things he had done as a child. I wasn't able to ride the Kinto'un… my heart isn't pure… I don't want to go to Hell!
Enma looked down at him with a grim stare. "Now, you have some questionable acts from earlier on in your life… definitely too many impure thoughts… but you never did anything truly evil. Also, very recently, you helped save the Namekian race, and bring about the end of Frieza. These heroic actions have caught the attention of the great King Kai. You have been invited to train under him on his home planet."
Krillin's eyes shot open in surprise. "Me? Trained? But…"
Enma's eyes flared. "Would you rather I send you to Hell?"
Krillin waved his hands in fear. "No, no. I'm sorry, sir! Please forgive me!"
The overseer of Other world frowned and picked up some papers. "Very well. Exit out this door and follow Snake Way to get to King Kai. Next case!"
Krillin let out a sigh and ran out the door. I don't even get a break when I die…
Vegeta growled as he took in the landscape of Hell. It figures… I spend my entire life being tortured by Frieza, and now I get to be tortured for eternity because of Frieza… damn the luck…
Despite his anger, Hell really didn't seem to be as bad as it sounded. While the terrain was barren, there was a definite lack of demons. Hell seemed more a sort of place to put all the bad people as opposed to a land of infinite sorrow. Not that it would matter. I would almost feel bad for any demon who attempted to torture me…
Off in the distance, he saw two figures arguing. With nothing else to do, he decided to investigate. As he grew closer, the figures became clearer. Raditz and Nappa were stuck in a heated debate.
"I should destroy you now, you traitorous dog!"
Nappa growled as he spit on the ground. "You wouldn't understand, Raditz. I had a duty!"
"You mean to tell me you were obligated to turn me over to Frieza?"
Nappa hung his head. "Like I said, you wouldn't understand."
"What is going on here?" Vegeta stepped in between him, glaring at Raditz. "How did Nappa betray you?"
Raditz pointed an accusing finger at the larger Sayian. "He sided with Kuwi and gave me to Frieza in exchange for his own safety!"
Vegeta's ki flared up as he spun around on Nappa. "What? You went back to that murderous bastard? The one who destroyed your race?"
Nappa cowered backwards, sweat forming on his head. "We had no chance against Frieza! I didn't want the Sayian race to die… I made a promise to your father!"
Vegeta went to strike Nappa, when a commanding voice rung out. "Stop this instant!" Vegeta found his hand stopping before he even realized it. It was as if the voice went directly to his fist without even bothering to stop at his brain.
Two figures stepped out from the shadows, and as their faces took form, even Vegeta lost his composure.
"Father?…"
AN- Okay, I'm gonna cut it here. I was gonna do more, but I'll hold it until next chapter. A, I didn't want to drag this chapter on forever, and B, I really wanted to put something up so everyone knew I was still alive. It's been a little while since I wrote, obviously, so if the style seems a little off, I'm probably just a bit rusty. Hopefully, I will get back into the swing of things by next chapter. Figured I would just give you guys something short to get things moving again. If all goes well, I should have another chapter ready for you guys in a week or so. Leave me some reviews so I know you guys are still reading, okay?
See you all soon!
