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Previously on A Half-breed's Life:
His father's screams rang through his head. Raditz's laugh as he tortured his father. Vegeta's last words before he left…
"If he can't survive, he's not worth our time."
Fine. They wanted him to toughen up? He would toughen up. Those specialists wanted him to work and train? Fine. He would do just that and he would become the strongest warrior in this camp and once those three saiyans returned…
Gohan narrowed his eyes at the wall in front of him as he leaned on the sink.
"I'm going to kill them."
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"Someone is getting picked up today." Judin responded, shrugging. "They might want to give the person time to say goodbye to his group."
"Lucky guy." Gohan muttered as he looked ahead. "Let's head for the training rooms."
"Do I detect jealousy?" Judin teased as he appeared next to Gohan.
"Do I detect foolishness?" Gohan countered, raising an eyebrow at his friend. "You know how I think about those goons. I don't want them to pick me up."
"But you don't like that they haven't picked you up either."
"When they pick me up, I will kill them." Gohan replied, nodding once.
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"Does anyone know who is getting picked up today?" Gohan asked, glancing at his friends. "Is it someone of our group?"
"Nobody really knows." Oriko replied, frowning a little. "It's a secret."
Gohan sported a mischievous expression. "We could sneak into headmaster's office and see if we can find out who is leaving." He suggested.
"I don't think that's necessary." Oriko was looking at something in front of them. Gohan was looking at Judin when Oriko spoke and the boy glance at his older friend, who was still staring ahead. Everyone suddenly fell silent and looked ahead.
"Why not?" Gohan asked before finally looking ahead to see what made everyone look so surprised.
The boy's mouth fell open as his eyes landed on the people in front of him. The color drained from his face and the boy stepped back.
"Good day, half-saiyan. Long time no see."
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Chapter 6. Nightmares Come True
The room was lit by a small ceiling lamp. Three men were staring through a window at two young warriors who were locked in a fierce battle.
"He's stronger." The tallest one of the three stated as he crossed his arms over each other.
The man with long spiky black hair stepped closer to the window. "He can fight."
"Of course." The fourth man sounded rather annoyed. His seal-like face made a frown as he stepped closer as well. "We deliver."
"You have done very well." The smallest man said as he studied the half-saiyan. "I knew you would make a strong warrior out of him." The man frowned when Gohan fell into a particular stance, placing his hands at his hips. "What is he doing?"
The four watched as Gohan fired the Kamehameha at his friend. Vegeta turned to Headmaster. "What is that?"
"That's an attack he taught to himself. It's his father's attack. He wrote the routine down the moment he landed on this planet because he was afraid he would forget the words. Apparently, his father managed to relay a lot of martial arts information on the boy before you took him. Gohan wrote down everything he knew in his notebook." Headmaster explained. "He wanted to have an attack of his own so he could fight you."
"He wants to take revenge?" Nappa asked, sounding amused. "Great. You turned him into a real saiyan too." The man looked rather eager to meet the young warrior.
"And why did you not tell us this earlier?" Vegeta demanded as he glared at the headmaster.
Headmaster sent Vegeta a cold glance. "I don't like the tone you're using with me, Vegeta." He said in a strict voice. "We have been very accommodating. We haven't told the boy that you were coming because you asked us not to and we even cancelled Gohan's classes because we knew the first thing he would do is have a spar with his friends. You wanted to watch him fight. There he is."
"Fine." Vegeta interrupted. "I would hate to start you on one of your never-ending rants." The man turned to the window.
"Honestly, you cadets think you can mouth off at us once you're out of this camp but I cracked my whip at you often enough and I will do it again, Vegeta."
Vegeta rolled his eyes but did not reply. It would only make this rant last longer.
Nappa appeared next to Vegeta. The older soldier leaned sideways in order to say something to his leader. "He's strong, Vegeta. I think he's ready."
Vegeta nodded in response. "He's ready." He repeated. "Let's go say hi."
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Gohan stared at the three men. They looked exactly the same. They had not changed at all. The same horrible expressions. The same faces he saw in his nightmares. Right in front of him.
Judin glanced sideways and noticed how white Gohan's face was. "Half-breed?" He asked softly.
Vegeta was the first one to start talking. "If it isn't the little half-saiyan. Long time no see." He stated as he walked closer. The cadets all stepped away when Vegeta started to circle the half-saiyan. "You've grown, boy. Look at you." He stated sarcastically. Gohan's mouth felt dry as he stared at the other two saiyans. "How are you doing? Did you miss us? You weren't all too eager to be left here back then." The man stopped in front of the half-saiyan. "Is someone in there?" He asked, sounding rather annoyed with the lack of response.
Gohan looked up at the man. He narrowed his eyes, powered up, put his hands together and sent a blast at the Saiyan prince. Vegeta jumped up to avoid it while Nappa held out his hands to catch the blast.
"Whoop!" Nappa yelled cheerfully after the blast disappeared. "That's what I call a warm welcome!"
Vegeta landed on the ground and realized that Gohan was gone. "Where did he go?" He asked as he looked at the cadets. They all stared back at him.
"Away from you." Oriko put up a brave front against these three warriors. "And we're not about to tell you where he went."
The Saiyan prince frowned at this response. Even though he hated that they did not answer his question he could appreciate the loyalty. The man turned to Headmaster. "Where is his room?"
"I'll take you there."
The four warriors walked to the communal bedroom in which Gohan slept every night. A group of warriors was hanging out in the hallway.
Headmaster eyed them. "Why are you all standing here?" He demanded.
"The brat kicked us out again. Honestly, Headmaster, you should put him back in a solo room because this is happening way too often. If he keeps doing this we're going to destroy his bed someday." One of the warriors complained.
"Go do something useful." Headmaster ordered. The cadets all walked away while Headmaster turned to the three saiyans. "He's in here."
"I'll go." Vegeta stated before walking into the room.
Gohan was lying on his bed. The boy stared up at the ceiling as he thought about the three saiyans. He could hardly believe they were finally here. What happened? Did they need him for a difficult planet again? Was he suddenly good enough for them? Pff… They thought they could just pick him up and that he would come with them quietly? Well.. They had another thing coming…
The half-saiyan sat up when Vegeta entered the room. The man eyed the half-saiyan for a moment while Gohan studied the older warrior. "Are you going to stare at me all day?" Gohan snarled at him.
Vegeta's expression changed for a moment. "Ah, the boy can speak." He observed. "I don't mind surprises but you might want to warn me before you send another blast at me. For future reference. You might hurt me."
"That was supposed to hurt you."
"At least you're honest enough to admit it." Vegeta walked closer to the bed on which Gohan was sitting. The man made himself comfortable on Gohan's bed and watched with some amusement as Gohan shifted away from him. The boy stayed on the bed though. He was not going to let Vegeta chase him off his own property.
"I heard something about you having a solo room. Why did you decide to sleep here?" Vegeta asked as his eyes ran over the room. It was the exact same room that he stayed in when he was in camp. He was not going to tell that to Gohan just yet though.
Gohan shrugged. "My friends are here."
"Your little Freedom Group." Vegeta added, glancing at the half-saiyan.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Gohan gave the older saiyan a cold smile. The Freedom Group was not to be discussed with outsiders.
Vegeta got up from the bed and turned to the half-saiyan. "Pack your bags. We're leaving." He stated before turning to the doorway.
"What makes you think I'm coming with you? I'm not going anywhere." Gohan crossed his arms over each other as he sat on his bed.
Vegeta froze. He did not expect Gohan to refuse his orders. The man looked at Gohan over his shoulder. "Half-breed. You might have forgotten what happens when you disobey me but it's not nice."
Gohan jumped up and stalked closer to the man. "Go ahead! Try me! I'm not just some weak child anymore. I was trained. I can defend myself. I can fight you now! There is no way that you can mess with me like you did when I was a child."
The Saiyan prince turned to Gohan fully while Gohan ranting and was now smirking at the half-saiyan. "Children should not raise their voice at adults." The man stated in a scarily calm voice. He stepped closer to Gohan. "It's rude." The man eyed Gohan for a moment. "You will pack your bags or else I will break all the bones in your body. Trust me. I can do that and I will do it. And I will enjoy it. Don't tempt me, boy."
Gohan hesitated for a moment as he searched for the bluff in Vegeta's eyes but all he could find was darkness. "Why can't you just leave me alone? What have I ever done to you?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Stop complaining and do as you're told." The man was done and turned away from the half-saiyan again.
"No! I don't want to come with you!" Gohan clenched his fists. "Why did you even come here today? Why couldn't you just wait for a few more days so I could escape from this place?"
Vegeta stopped. "Escape?" He repeated.
"Yes." Gohan sounded miserable now. "I had it all figured out. I had a plan. We were going to try it out tomorrow. But thanks to you I've done all that work for nothing!" Gohan realized what he was saying and he placed a hand in front of his mouth. He was not supposed to tell all this to an outsider.
Vegeta thought about this for a moment and then headed for the door. "Fine. You're staying here." He stated briefly.
Gohan looked up. "What?"
"I don't want a comrade who runs away from his problems. I can't count on you if you're gone when I need you. You're worth nothing to me like that. Stay here. I have no business with you." Vegeta stated before he left the room.
Gohan stared at the empty doorway. What just happened?
Outside, Nappa, Raditz and Headmaster waited for Vegeta's return. "Where's the boy?" Raditz asked as he stepped closer. "Isn't he coming with us?"
A smirk appeared on Vegeta's face. "Yes, he's definitely coming with us. We're just going to have to stay here for one more night." The man started walking, and after exchanging a few confused looks, the others followed him.
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"Nice seeing you here." Headmaster smiled as he looked up at Gohan.
"As if this day couldn't get any worse." The half-saiyan looked down from the high windowsill he was sitting in. "How did you find me?" Gohan asked. Nobody ever came to the towers. There was nothing to do here. That's why he liked it. Solitude. He could think without any distractions.
"How did I find you in your secret alone space where you've gone whenever you feel bad for the past four years?" Headmaster asked, his seal-like face showing a smirk when Gohan made a face. "I am surprised that you did not change your secret space once you got better at concealing your movements."
"Crimon?" Gohan guessed as the culprit who followed him once in the past and blabbed his secret to the other specialists.
"Hitora." Headmaster corrected, still smiling.
Gohan leaned back and muttered something about needing to pay Hitora back for that.
"Come down here." Headmaster stated as he looked up, motioning for Gohan to come down.
Gohan did not attempt to move. "Leave me alone." He stated as he closed his eyes.
"Where have you been these last few years if you think that will make me go away?"
Taking a deep breath, Gohan opened his eyes and sent the headmaster a glare. "I don't want to talk. I don't want to have anything to do with you. Go away!" He snarled.
"How long are you going to keep it up this time? I remember locking you in the kitchen for the duration of your refusal to talk to us last time and I think it lasted two days. Will it be longer this time?"
"Headmaster!" Gohan said in a warning voice. "Leave!"
Headmaster crossed his arms over each other and sent the half-saiyan a taunting glance. "Make me."
Gohan chuckled. "I'm not falling for that again." He stated. "I'm not going to come down there."
"Alright. This was fun but it's over now. You see, whatever you did when Vegeta was here made him refuse to take you so you singlehandedly put yourself under our permanent custody." Headmaster stated as he placed his hands on his hips. "and seeing as I am in charge of this little carnival I am the one who will make the decision as to what is going to happen with you. So, if I were you I would keep me as a friend."
Gohan considered this for a moment, jumped off the windowsill and landed next to Headmaster. The boy crossed his arms over each other. "What is going to happen?" He asked hesitantly.
Headmaster shrugged as he started walking. Gohan decided to follow him. "We discussed this option before. What's going to happen is what happens to most cadets who lose their comrades and family during their stay here." Headmaster stated as he walked. "You will stay here and continue to do odd jobs for us to earn your keep. Crimon expressed interest in taking you as an official apprentice. You will start your apprenticeship at thirteen. You will start working as a guard when you're sixteen and you will graduate when you're eighteen and start working as a full-fledged specialist."
Gohan nodded. "Or I could leave this place."
"Gohan. You're not going to leave this place. Get that through your thick head!" Headmaster smacked against the back of Gohan's head. The half-saiyan placed a hand on his head and sent Headmaster a shocked glance. Headmaster was not the kind of man to hit someone like that. Crimon, yes. Gohan wouldn't be surprised if Crimon did something like that but Headmaster was the mellow specialist. He was the lenient one. The mediator between the hotheads. That was why he was the one who was the leader of this camp.
The specialists always chose the next leader of the camp and this time the decision was unanimous. They all decided that headmaster was the best option for the job. Gohan often wondered what headmaster's name was before he took the job. The specialists were very serious about their jobs. Taking the job as the headmaster was seen as the start of a new life. The person would leave his old life behind and take a new life as the leader of this entire planet and all the cadets on it. There was a ritual involved and the person would take a new name: Headmaster. His old name would be temporarily forgotten and retaken once he decided to retire.
"Once you enter this world, you cannot leave. That's how it goes." Headmaster continued. "If you go to your planet you will only lead others to the planet. You are better to stay far away from it. Nobody knows about the milky way. Let's keep it that way."
Gohan lowered his hand and thought about this for a moment. "Crimon would take me as an apprentice?"
Headmaster nodded once. "You should think long and hard about that. We both know what an apprenticeship entails in this place. You practically give your life to him. He will be in charge of everything you do. You will have to commit to it. Do whatever he says and whenever he says it. You will sleep in the apprentice wing and be ready to work for Crimon every time he wants." The man stopped near a window and turned to Gohan. "It will be hard and difficult, but specialists have to be the best of the best so we have to train you to become the best." The man stopped for a moment and studied Gohan. "I don't doubt that you can graduate easily. We could use someone like you as a specialist."
Gohan lowered his gaze. "But… Crimon is the only option?" He asked, hoping he didn't sound spoiled.
Headmaster chuckled. "I know. Saiyans and their pride. Crimon would be the last person you would want to submit to, but you and I both know that he's the best option. He's the strongest here. He's the youngest. He's been training you so you two are used to working with each other." The man shrugged. "Besides, he knows what it's like to be in your position."
Gohan knew about that. Crimon told him. It happened more often that a cadet lost their family while in the camp. Most cadets either went back to their planets or left the camp to work somewhere else. Some stayed at the camp to work there. Crimon was one of those cadets. He was very eager to go to the camp. He'd been wanting to stay there since he heard about it for the first time. Crimon arrived when he was sixteen and was planning on staying for five years before he would start working for Freeza's army. He was an eager cadet. He worked hard and trained a lot. He often asked the specialists for extra classes and he indulged himself in the Thunder social activities.
After two years, Crimon's comrades were killed in battle and since they could not pay for Crimon's stay anymore, the boy was to return home. He did not want to leave and pleaded for another option. Since he was such a motivated student and they liked him, they offered him the same option as Headmaster was offering Gohan right now. Crimon took the offer. He started the apprenticeship under Hitora and graduated within five years. Now, he was one of the strongest specialists in the camp.
"Maybe you're right." Gohan said, nodding. "I'm stuck here. I might as well make the best of it." The two were walking again. Fast paced. Headmaster seemed to be in a hurry.
"Exactly." Headmaster smiled as he opened the door to the specialist quarters. Gohan followed him in the room initially but then realized where he was, saw at least three specialists and whirled around to leave the room. Headmaster closed the door behind him and motioned for Gohan to walk further into the room. "There are some people who want to see you." He stated.
"You tricked me." Gohan accused. "I knew I shouldn't have fallen for your whole I care crap." The man pushed against Gohan's back while they walked.
Crimon was the first one to get up. "Oh, there he is!" He said. Gohan sent one last glare at Headmaster, who was making his way to the kitchen now that he dropped Gohan off in reliable hands, before the boy sat down on the free chair. He might as well make himself comfortable. "Well, saiyan. You are officially homeless." Crimon continued cheerfully.
"You're part of our system now." Hitora added as he walked closer. "So, who gets to be the one to shape you into a fine specialist?"
"Or a good guard. Might not aim too high." Crimon added, smirking when Gohan sent him a glare.
Duriro leaned forward and leaned on his knees with his elbows. "We all know Crimon is the best option but, trust me, we all want a crack at you."
Gohan leaned back on his seat. These guys always thought they owned Gohan just because they pretty much taught him all he knew. The boy smiled when headmaster handed him a glass of warm milk and took a sip from the glass.
Though, they might gloat and they might be annoying, but Gohan realized that they wanted him to stay here. Gohan was not the first person to whom this situation happened. He'd seen two similar cases and the specialists sent those cadets away without offering a job. Headmaster did not want Gohan's planet to be discovered so he advised Gohan to stay away from it and offered Gohan a job and a place to stay. The man knew how important planet Earth was to Gohan.
They liked him and they did not mind keeping him around. They were ready and eager to take him in, let him sleep in the apprentice room, which was in the same hallway as the rooms of the other specialists. It pretty much meant that he would spend his time eating, sleeping and training with them, and they practically assumed that it was going to happen. No complaints at all.
However, nobody was asking Gohan what he wanted either. The half-saiyan sat up. "Can I stay in the bedroom that I'm in now?" He asked. He wasn't really looking forward to having his own room. He liked sharing a room with others.
"No." Crimon responded, shaking his head. "You have to move here once your training starts."
"What does it matter where I sleep?"
"You have to be here whenever we need you." Crimon stated. "And trust me, I'm going to be needing you very often. Someone has to wipe my boots clean after a long day of training outside." The man grinned at the half-saiyan.
Gohan rolled his eyes. Great. Crimon was already enjoying it. That's what Gohan didn't like about all this. The idea behind it is that an apprentice is so thankful for his master's teachings that he will do everything in return. The student will come running at his teacher's call, just to show his gratitude. Gohan knew that the specialists took advantage of this rule now and Gohan was pretty sure that they would definitely enjoy ordering Gohan around. He might not be as thankful as any other apprentice but he had to obey to the traditions.
"I would be more worried about whether you're going to survive the training because that training is hell." Crimon advised.
"Is it now?" Gohan asked, smiling a little. "It cannot be any harder than what you've been putting me through lately."
"Oh, it is." Hitora leaned over to grab his glass of water. "Crimon should know. I personally put him through the hell of the specialist training."
"Few hours of sleep. A lot of training." Crimon nodded. "It will toughen any man up." The man made a face. "Too bad that you're so young. I would have loved to start the apprenticeship right now but I have to wait for three whole years."
"You could start early. Gohan just cannot graduate until he is eighteen." Headmaster explained. "Most cadets here are older than eighteen. They will never listen to a child."
"In that case." Crimon turned to Gohan. "Pack up your stuff, kiddo. Your training is starting tomorrow!"
"But that would mean that my training period is longer." Gohan stated, frowning a little. He was excited for the specialist training. It sounded like he was going to be very strong, but that didn't mean he would agree to an extra-long training period.
"So?" Crimon asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I am fine with waiting for another three years." Gohan stated, shrugging.
"I'm not." Crimon made a face that could match a three-year-old who was not getting his way. "It's now or never. Take it or leave it."
"That's not fair." Gohan complained as he got up.
"Do you want to be a cleaning crew member for the rest of your life?" Hitora asked, sending the boy a smirk. The man was obviously enjoying this.
"No."
"Do you want to be a guard for the rest of your life?" Headmaster added as he sat down.
"No!"
"Then start packing up your stuff, kiddo." Crimon cut in, sending the half-saiyan a grin.
Gohan let out a growl. "You people!" He complained loudly before turning to the doorway. "Do not expect me to come back with my bags fully packed because I won't." Gohan placed his hand on the doorknob and considered something. "And I don't have anything to pack anyway." He slammed the door behind him.
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It did not take Gohan long to find his two friends again. They were sparring in one of the smaller training rooms. The half-saiyan watched them for a moment before cutting in.
"You two!" He yelled accusingly as he pointed at them. Oriko and Judin stopped and glanced sideways. "Where were you when I needed you? Did we not agree that you would never leave me alone?"
"What happened?" Oriko asked as he watched Gohan walk closer. The older warrior wiped some sweat off his forehead.
"Headmaster found me." Gohan complained, crossing his arms over each other.
"That's not our fault. You should find better places to hide." Judin responded as he pointed at the half-saiyan.
"What happened with Vegeta?" Oriko asked, studying the half-saiyan. Gohan met his eyes briefly but then looked away.
The ten-year-old shrugged. "Nothing much."
"Why are you still here?"
Gohan sighed in response to Oriko's question and he explained everything that happened. Once he was done both Oriko and Judin were frowning at him. They did not seem mad but they looked like they could not believe what happened.
"He let you stay here?" Oriko said slowly. "I'm sorry but I doubt that he was being honest there. Why would he go through all that trouble to catch you only to let you stay here?"
"What do we care? We can escape now." Gohan stated. "We have a plan, remember? All we have to do is carry it out."
"Are you sure you're up to it?" Judin asked. "We could wait a couple of days more."
Gohan was already shaking his head. "No. No more waiting. We're doing it tomorrow."
"Tomorrow." Oriko nodded. "But for now, let's forget about the outside world." The cadet started walking to the doorway and the other two followed him. "I for one know that there are some rascals running around outside."
"Let's join them." Gohan added, smiling when Oriko sent him a grin.
Even though it was Gohan's idea to join their friends, he was the first one to disappear from their midst. The half-saiyan found a spot somewhere in a high tree and sat down there. He leaned against the trunk and thought about his conversation with the specialists. They offered him a position in their team. They wanted him to stay. Was it a bad idea to leave right now? Gohan never really felt guilty when it came to his escape attempts. He did not want to be here. They knew that. He was running away from the saiyans and the fact that he had to become a murderer. He was not running away from them, right?
"Are you going to stay up here all night?" Oriko sat down on a branch opposite Gohan.
The half-saiyan made a face as he changed his position. "I'm just thinking."
"Does it hurt?"
Gohan sent his friend a glare before looking down at his feet. He did not really feel like talking right now. Oriko seemed to notice Gohan's reluctance to talk and he decided to push a little more. "What are you worrying about? It cannot be that the saiyans didn't pick you up. That's something to celebrate, right?" Oriko waited for Gohan to respond but the saiyan did not say anything. "Besides, we're going to escape tomorrow. We're leaving this place. There's no reason for you to be unhappy."
Gohan made a face when Oriko mentioned the escape attempt and Oriko caught onto this. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Come on, Gohan. If you don't tell me now it might screw up our chances of leaving tomorrow. You have a rather significant part, remember?"
Gohan hesitated. "They offered me a job." He stated.
"As a guard?" Oriko did not seem surprised.
"Specialist." Gohan replied as he leaned his head back.
"Of course they did. You're a decent warrior." Oriko replied as he studied the half-saiyan.
Gohan looked up at this. "Decent?" He repeated. "You can't defeat me and you call me decent?"
"I don't see how this changes anything." Oriko said as he shifted on the branch. "You still want to leave, right?"
Gohan did not answer this question right away. Oriko leaned forward and frowned a little. "You don't want to leave?"
"I just… They want me to stay." Gohan replied hesitantly. "I never wanted to leave them. I just wanted to leave this world. The world in which the saiyans would come to get me and force me to do their work."
"But it's not just you, is it?" Oriko asked, frowning a little. "Forget about me. What about Judin? Do you want to send him back to his cruel master who beat him with a stick before he came here? Or Juno, whose comrades are going to sell him on the slave market if he can't get strong enough to earn his keep? What about Kia? She came here to be trained into a soldier so she can participate in the war on her planet. Do you want her to see a world of death and destruction?" Oriko slowly shook his head. "We've got some people here who do not want to return to their owners. You used to be one of them and you can stay here if you want, but I am going to help the others escape."
"I know." Gohan replied, smiling a little. "I know. I want to join you." He stated as he looked up. "I do. I want to stay with my friends. Together we can defeat anyone."
"Are you sure?" Oriko got off the branch and floated closer to Gohan. "I don't want to force you into anything."
"No." Gohan shook his head. "Don't worry. I know perfectly well what I want and what I don't want and if I didn't want you to force me into something you would know."
"Just imagine travelling to the outer corners of space with us. We could train all day and visit beautiful planets. We could do whatever we want. Nobody will tell us what to do."
"It sounds too good to be true." Gohan muttered in a rather sad tone. "Maybe it is. What if we can never really be free?"
"You really don't feel well today, huh?" Oriko made a sad face that matched Gohan's expression. "I hate that those goons can do that to you. Half-breed, we have a free mind, remember? No matter what happens, your mind is your own. Even if others control your actions, they cannot control your mind. In that way, you will always be free."
Gohan smiled a little. "Right." The boy rolled his shoulders a few times. "I feel better." A conversation with Oriko could always help him. "And that will never happen." Gohan stated before looking back over his shoulder to Judin. The boy tried to scare Gohan but Gohan's ability to feel powers pretty much ruined the surprise.
"Aw.." Judin complained as he lowered his hands.
"You guys need to work on your.. AAHH." While Gohan was looking over his shoulder, another cadet appeared in front of the boy, grabbed his leg and pulled him off the tree branch and slammed him into the ground. There the two boys engaged in a battle to the death… Or a playful wrestling match. It all looked the same to the untrained eye.
The grins on their faces were a giveaway of their true feelings about these wrestling matches. They were basically just having the time of their lives. They brought their practice matches to the lake, throwing off their armors and uniforms and spending their last evening in camp with their friends.
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