This has been an odd turn of events. I was expecting to get so many reasons why Dirty Dancing is the best movie of the ages or something, but all I've gotten is people thinking it's about as good as a runny nose. I guess I can to the wrong site to figure this question out but oh well. At least I know there are those who don't worship the ground that movie walks on...at least I think people don't do that...or do they?
Three days. It had been three days since the three saiyans had left Vegeta and Gohan was slowly losing his mind. The first day they had practically slept through due to their previously taxing day of stealing the shuttle. That had been alright. The second day they had been out and about looking through the windows to see the vastness of space. Being that the three had never been to space, it was a marvel to them. Though it had managed to keep their attention for a while, they eventually ended the day either meditating, in Gohan's case, or playing some kind of game, in Trunks and Goten's case. The games had been alright since they were old saiyan military games used to sharpen a warrior's skills. It was when they had gone to playing little kid games that Gohan's nerve got on edge. Currently they were in the middle of their third day and the two younger saiyans were still playing those kid games.
And it was driving Gohan insane.
Just a moment of peace and quiet was all he asked for, just one moment and he would happily endure the rest of the trip in insanity.
"Enough!" Gohan shouted, spinning around in his chair, surprising Trunks and Goten. "Stop with the kid games already! Your teenagers for crying out loud!"
Trunks and Goten continued to stare at Gohan. Was the guy going to go berserk or something? If so, then neither wanted to be in Gohan's line of sight.
Suddenly the shuttle was jerked severely, tossing the saiyans out of their chairs and across the room. It was almost comical the way they bounced around like bouncy balls. But their midair stunts came to an abrupt end as each saiyan landed on the ground. Jumping off the floor, Gohan rushed over to the control console, trying to figure out what was going on. Trunks and Goten in the meantime, were putting themselves back together after that sudden trip.
"Well that was fun. Can't wait to do it again," Trunks said sarcastically as he rubbed his head.
Goten looked up at Trunks with a questioning look. "So you liked that?"
Trunks turned his attention to Goten. "No you baka. I was being sarcastic."
"Oh…so is there anything we need to be doing?" Goten responded
"Don't think so. Looks like Gohan's taking care of it." Trunks answered.
Nodding his head, Goten got up and walked over to a window to look outside. "Um, guys," he said apprehensively, "I think I know what caused that jerking."
Gohan turned away from the control board. "And what's that?"
Pointing out the window, Goten answered "That."
Walking over towards his little brother with a puzzled look, Gohan looked out the window and gasped. Outside was a very large ship, it's green and orange colors filling up the entire window view.
If that ship caused the shaking, then that meant whoever it was on the ship was trying to board their vessel. Maybe they could have a little fun here before continuing to Earth. Gohan smirked. Oh this would be such a lovely distraction from the boredom the three had been facing previously. Turning to the other two Saiyans, Gohan addressed them. "It looks like we got a little company on board. We might as well say hello."
Trunks and Goten nodded, identical smirks written on their faces. It was about time they got to do something other than waiting. Walking over to the door, Trunks moved to open it when he suddenly stopped. Looking over at him, Gohan saw the strained look on Trunks' face, as if he was resisting something.
Goten took a step forward, calling out to Trunks. "Hey Trunks, what's—" and that was as far as he got before he stopped talking. An identical look of strain covered his face.
Before Gohan could say or do anything, he felt some kind of force bind him. What ever that force was, Gohan didn't like it, nor was he about to be so easily subdued and began resisting the sudden paralysis on his body. He got a good idea what the other two were feeling at that moment as he strained to free himself. It was madness. How could this force so easily capture three saiyan warriors? And who could have that much power? And what kind of power was this that could paralyze him within a split second?
The door opened then, revealing two figures. One of them was a short blue man wearing a red shirt, white pants with a purple drape in front of it, and a turban of the same color as the drape. The other was a taller, more muscular blue man with an orange Mohawk and facial hair surrounding his mouth and chin. He wore only a purple vest with white pants and yellow gloves. Both of them had blue eyes that match each other with confidence, smirks firmly on their faces.
"Not too many on this one," the taller man said, taking in the saiyans before him.
The smaller one nodded. "Should be easier to take them aboard, shouldn't it?"
The taller one nodded before lifting up Trunks and taking him away. The smaller one did the same with Goten, leaving Gohan alone in his invisible confinement. Naturally, this made the saiyan mad. How could these guys treat them like they had just defeated them when they hadn't even thrown a punch? Gohan would show those bastards who they were exactly dealing with. Putting more effort into his resistance, Gohan still couldn't free himself from his bonds. It was frustrating that he couldn't move when nothing was visibly holding him.
It was then that Gohan felt something in the back of his head. It was an odd feeling, as if it shouldn't have been there, but it wasn't doing any harm either. This thing in the back of his started to get familiar all of a sudden. He had felt this before at the Satellite Hub. It was that awareness and it was doing something again.
In that moment, the invisible bindings vanished, the strain his body was showing previously disappeared. How ever that awareness did what he could not was of little concern to Gohan at the moment. He had to go get Goten and Trunks from those bastards, who ever they were, first before he could worry about this thing in his head. Taking off down the corridor, Gohan found a docking ramp that had forced its way into the shuttle's side. Well, the ship was now useless, but Gohan would have to worry about that problem later. He dash down the ramp into the other ship, anger clouding his mind.
After he boarded the ship, Gohan started focusing on the kis of Trunks and Goten. After a few moments, he managed to locate them and started heading in their direction. As he was running down a long corridor, the tall man from before turned a corner and saw him.
Reacting as fast as he could, Gohan fired a ki blast at him which his opponent dodged and leapt at him, yelling a war cry. Gohan stopped his running and dropped into a defensive stance, blocking the blue man's first strike at his head. His opponent countered the block with an uppercut, which Gohan managed to swat away, counterattacking with his knee. Jumping back, the blue man threw a roundhouse kick which Gohan once again blocked, but was thrown a little off balance. Taking advantage of Gohan's misstep, the blue man pulled his leg back and did another roundhouse, nailing Gohan in the head.
Falling to the ground, Gohan recovered his composure and landed on all fours, facing away from his enemy. Snapping his head to look behind him, Gohan kicked the blue man's stationary leg out from under him. The blue man caught himself by pushing his arm out with his hands landing on the floor, stopping his fall, and firing a ki blast at the saiyan soon after.
Pushing off with his right side, Gohan narrowly dodge the blast as he stood on his left arm and leg. Pushing off the ground with his leg, Gohan dashed down the corridor with his back facing the ground a couple feet below him; putting space between him and his opponent, but the guy wouldn't have any of it. Using a burst of speed, the man appeared right in front of the retreating fighter and slammed his palm into Gohan's chest, which in turn slammed the saiyan into the ground.
After coming to a stop and rolling onto his knees and forearms, Gohan tried to recover but suddenly felt a foot plant itself under his chin, forcing to leave the ground and seem to hover in midair parallel to the walls. Just as Gohan started to fall back to the floor, a hand grabbed him by the throat and started choking him. Grabbing on to his choker's arm, Gohan tried to loosen the hold on his neck but was failing miserably.
The man's voice then reached his ears. "I enjoyed that kiddy. Too bad you couldn't last a little longer."
Gohan couldn't retort for obvious reasons. As he was slowly starting to lose consciousness, he felt the awareness start to make it self known again. Instead of freeing him like last time, it started feeding him information on how to do a specific technique. It showed everything from how to gather the ki, where to focus it, and how to fire it. At the present moment, Gohan didn't see much he could do but follow the directions, so he hurriedly gathered the ki and launched the attack.
Two thin beams shot out of Gohan's eyes, piercing his enemy's shoulder which caused the man to drop Gohan and hold his shoulder, screaming in pain. As Gohan's first choked coughs erupted from his mouth, the saiyan dashed to the opposite end of the hallway to slowly recover himself. Massaging his throat as he coughed ragged coughs, Gohan began to catch his second wind when he stopped hearing his opponent's screams.
Without hesitating, Gohan jerked his body around; his arm outstretched, and fired a ki blast. The blast caught the blue man off guard, blowing a hole through his body. Blood started dribbling out of his mouth and down his chin as the blue man fell to his knees and promptly collapsed.
Gohan let his battle lust die as he breathed heavily. That was close. Had he not heard the screaming stop, the saiyan would not have been in the best of situations. The guy had started charging him and was fortunately stopped about five feet away. Once he composed himself, Gohan began his journey to find Trunks and Goten again.
Unfortunately, he didn't get too far. As he rounded the corner, a large blue fist came out of nowhere and nailed the saiyan in the face. Landing roughly on the back, Gohan looked up at his attacker and only saw the bottom of a boot as it plunged him into darkness.
"Ugghhh," was the first thing Gohan said as he came back into consciousness. His face hurt…a lot. Who ever that guy who dropped him was had to be very strong. It wasn't everyday that some fighter could deck the saiyan with just one blow.
Taking in his surroundings, the typical holding cell met the saiyan. The small room was only about as big as Gohan when he was lying down, lengthwise and widthwise. There wasn't even a bed or toilet in the cell. Apparently who ever stayed in here didn't live very long if they weren't even given the accommodations of a toilet. That or they didn't care if you relieved yourself in the corner or in your pants.
Gohan found himself lying against the wall, his legs sprawled out in front of him. At least they didn't throw him in here at an uncomfortable angle.
(About time you woke up kid)
Jerking straight up, Gohan madly looked around him. He could've sworn he heard Piccolo's voice.
(You're not dreamin' kid. It's me)
"Where are you?" was the only intelligent response Gohan could come up with, looking all over for the source of the green man's voice.
(The only place I can be. In your head)
"How did you get in there?"
Gohan heard a dry chuckle. (You remember what happened at the base? When I asked you to put your hand on my shoulder?)
Gohan nodded. "Yeah and then that weird light show happened. What's that have to do with anything?"
(I'm a little disappointed kid. I thought you'd be able to guess by now, but it looks like I'm gonna have to spell it out for you. That light show as you called it was me fusing with you)
Gohan's eyes widened. "Fusing? How? Why?"
(It was pretty obvious that I was going to die back at the base. I didn't have enough time to gather the energy required to fully regenerate myself. So I took a drastic measure and fused with you. In the process, I've passed every skill and technique at my disposal and they are now yours to use as you wish)
Gohan blinked his eyes before his mind began connecting many dots. "You're that awareness that I keep feeling. You showed me how to use that eyebeams technique and broke that invisible binding on me."
(I knew you'd catch on. Yeah, that was me and it's about time I step in again)
'What?' was all that Gohan could think. However, as he started to voice his confusion, he heard Piccolo chuckle again and said (Look at your arms)
Following the directions, Gohan saw his arms bound by a weird looking, metal device. Testing it, Gohan found that he couldn't break the bonds, nor could he use his eyebeams since the moment he began gathering ki, the device sucked it out of his body. What was this thing?
(Just a moment) was all Gohan heard as he suddenly felt a quick burst of ki and the bonds short circuited. With the device incapacitated, Gohan easily broke the restraints, dusting off the small debris.
Standing up, Gohan took a hold on the cell bars. When no safeguards activated, Gohan ripped the bars from their place, creating a gap between the other bars. Stepping through his newly created exit, Gohan started to pinpoint Trunks and Goten's kis. It took a couple minutes but he managed to find them, both being a little low for Gohan's tastes.
It didn't take long for the saiyan to find them slumped in their cells, each with those odd metal restraints on them. Tearing open each of their cells and using Piccolo's circuitry frying trick, the two teens came too, replenished from the surges of their ki returning to them.
"Gohan, what's going on?" Goten asked, a little lost due to his surroundings.
Gohan shook his head. "No for time for that. We need to get off this ship as quickly as possible. Our ship is too damaged to use it again so we need to find some kind of escape pod or see if they have another ship."
Trunks nodded his confirmation. "We should split up. If one of us finds something, we can alert the others by spiking our ki."
"Good idea. Now try to do this as quietly as possible. Don't want to alert anyone to our presences. If you have to, kill anyone you come across."
With the plan set in stone, the three fighters took off in three different directions. Looking for some possible means of escape.
In one part of the ship, Gohan discovered what appeared to be sleeping quarters for the crew of the ship. Stalking the corridors, he head a door open ahead of him. Flinging himself around a corner, Gohan peeked around it and saw a lovely blue woman with long, curly orange hair, wearing a velvet red robe in which she was tying the robe's belt in a knot, exiting a room. A deep voice called her attention, in which she answered something unintelligible from where Gohan stood. She then closed the door and walked away from Gohan and entered a room at the other end of the corridor.
Seeing no point in investigating this hallway further, Gohan followed another leading away from the sleeping quarters.
It had been awhile since Trunks had been with Gohan and Goten. So far he hadn't been about to find anything that could've been useful for their escape. And now, he was starting to have thoughts of being lost which would be just perfect for the saiyan.
Suddenly, Trunks felt a ki fluctuate. Reaching behind his head and grabbing his sword hilt, Trunks crouched slightly, senses trained on finding the ki he felt. He knew that it wasn't his comrades so he quickly concluded that it had to be one of the blue ship owners.
It was barely audible but with his saiyan hearing, Trunks caught the soft scraping of a foot heel on the floor, alerting the saiyan to the presence of someone behind him. With quick reflexes, Trunks spun around, drawing his sword and slicing the air until his blade met with the edge of another sword. The sound of steel striking each other echoed off of the corridor's walls.
Trunks examined his opponent, his orange hair spiking in different directions along with similar blue skin to his friends, his red half shirt with black sleeves, white pants, and purple headband covering him. The sword looked to be very valuable with its golden hilt and three cornered base. Compared to Trunks' own sword, it was about a foot longer and perhaps a little lighter too, for fast handling and quick strikes. From the way his opponent held his sword, he wasn't used to fighting foes using his swordsmanship.
Leaping backwards, Trunks settled into a defensive stance, sword pointing at his opponent's chest. The blue man dropped into a crouched position, his both hands on his sword hilt and hold the sword perpendicular to his body, sword point aimed at Trunks. With a war cry, the blue man attacked, slicing his sword at Trunks' head. Using a simple parry, Trunks knocked the attack away, counterattacking and cutting the man across his chest. His opponent jumped back, surprised at the wound as blood leaked from it.
"That's got to ruin your day," Trunks said mockingly. The blue man's reaction was just what Trunks wanted as the man bared his teeth and tried another attack, swinging the sword low and slicing upwards. Trunks parried and tried another counterattack, but his opponent blocked it this time and did a counterattack of his own, slicing at Trunks' chest to give the saiyan the same wound he had given him. Once again, Trunks blocked the cut and riposte, nicking the warrior's sword arm shoulder. As the blue man grabbed his shoulder, Trunks leapt into the air and kicked the mediocre swordsman in the face, sending him down the corridor.
"Not as good as I though you'd be," Trunks mocked again. This time the swordsman got up from the floor, with an angry look on his face, and threw his sword at Trunks, the sword spinning through the air. Treating the attack as a thrust, Trunks parried the flying sword, sending it into the wall where it bounced off and crashed onto the floor behind him, the clanging of the metal on metal echoing throughout the hallway.
Keeping his attention on his foe, Trunks saw that the blue man hadn't tried to attack him while he had his focus on the sword. Instead, he seemed to be concentrating. What he was concentration on, Trunks didn't know until he felt the man's ki spike.
Giving out a low chuckle, the blue man spoke for the first time. "You may be my better when it comes to a sword, but let's see if you can fight against this."
It was in that moment, that man changed. His thin blue body, bulked up considerable, turning a light green. His orange hair took on a reddish tint and his purple headband also turned red. The black sleeves on his shirt were torn off, exposing his bulked up arm muscles. Trunks slowly sheathed his sword. He had a feeling that his sword was going to be useless here.
In the blink of an eye, the blue man disappeared, reappearing in front of Trunks, ramming his shoulder into Trunks' gut. Letting out a small gasp and losing what ever breath he had from the vicious hit, Trunks flew down the corridor, holding onto his stomach. By some kind of luck, the saiyan landed on his feet, but that luck changed with a light green fist nailed him in the face.
However, Trunks didn't allow himself to fly back this time, throwing a punch of his own which was caught easily by his opponent. "Where's that cocking mouth of yours now boy?"
Not one to take an insult lightly, Trunks fired a ki blast which the green man simply leaned his head back, allowed the blast to pass, and then threw his head forward, colliding with Trunks' head. Trunks, in turn, let out a scream of pain, grabbing his bruised forehead with his free hand. However, he was jerked forward by the arm still kept captive by the green man. The warrior then grabbed Trunks by the head and slammed him face first into the wall, creating a large hole in the wall.
Stepping through the hole, the transformed swordsman noticed small bits of rubble at his feet. Looking in front of him, he saw Trunks getting up on the other side of the room that he had crashed into. The purple headed youth turned to look at his foe, an angry expression on his face. He wiped some of the blood that was sliding down his face, the angered look never leaving him.
Drawing his sword, Trunks threw the weapon at his enemy much like the swordsman had done earlier. The warrior moved to dodge the projectile which gave Trunks his opening. Using a burst of speed, Trunks appeared behind his opponent and jackhammered him in the back of the head, causing the green man to stumble forward, caught off guard. Raising his hands above his head, Trunks formed a large yellow energy ball. "Let's see you dodge this!" he cried out. "Finish Buster!" and with that, Trunks threw the ball at the green man, who was slowly turning around. The blast engulfed the green man, incinerating him almost immediately. The explosion that soon followed blew Trunks out of the room, across the hallway, and through another wall into another room.
Standing back up and brushing himself off, Trunks walked into the ruined corridor and saw the extent of the damage he caused. "Eh he he, I think I overdid it a little," was the first thing he could say. The room he had been thrown out of was completely gone, the rooms above, below, and to the sides of it opening up into one big room. Well there went the whole "being quiet" plan.
A sparkle of light caught Trunks' eyes. Turning, he saw his sword had managed to escape the earlier destruction, it being thrown into the hallway before the explosion occurred. He walked over and sheathed the blade before running down the hallways, trying to get as far away as he possible could. People would be showing up soon and he wasn't in the mood to be fighting who knows how many more blue men.
Goten snapped his head to look behind him. He had felt the shockwave from an explosion that Trunks seemed to have caused. He'd been keeping an eye on the whole fight once he had felt Trunks' ki rise. Trunks was gonna be in big trouble when Gohan got his hands on him. The saiyan practically announced to the whole ship that they had escaped.
Goten pushed those thoughts away from his mind. He had more important things to worry about. Entering a fairly well lit room, he took notice of the finery. Red carpet covered the floor as a crystal chandelier hung from the tiled roof. Expensive vases lined the walls all around the large room. Goten whistled. There was a lot of expensive stuff in here and the little saiyan would've gladly tried to pocket some of it if he had the time and pockets to do so.
"I see you like our treasure little one," a voice said behind him. Whipping around, Goten saw the turban headed blue man floating upside down behind him, a small smile on his lips. Goten didn't like that smile at all, so he did the only thing he could do get rid of it, throwing a punch at the blue man.
The turban head caught the punch easily enough. "Tsk, tsk, you shouldn't treat people so in their own home," he reprimanded.
Scowling, Goten then head butted Turban Head, causing him to let go of Goten's fist and gripping his face in pain. Maneuvering himself, Turban Head set his feet on the ground and removed his hands from his face, glaring. "You're gonna regret that one boy."
"Oh yeah? Then prove it," Goten taunted as he dropped into his fighting stance.
Giving out a war cry, Turban Head attacked with a flurry of punches which Goten blocked and tried to counterattack. It was when he tried to counterattack that the blue man disappeared and reappeared behind the saiyan, punching Goten in the back of the head. Goten was thrown forward but caught himself, using his hands to stop his fall and flipped himself onto his feet. Turning around, Goten charged at his opponent.
In response, Turban Head dashed away backwards, keeping Goten in sight at all times. He then raised both his hands and fired a ki blast at the charging saiyan. Reacting immediately, Goten dodged to his left and continued running in that direction as ki blast after ki blast was fired at him. The explosions from the blasts hitting the walls and pottery shook the room severely.
Getting tired of running, Goten fired his own ki blast at Turban Head causing the blue man to dodge the blast; just as Goten had planned. Using a burst of speed, the saiyan appeared in front of the landing blue man, crouched low and threw a sweeping low kick to knock Turban Head off his feet. However, Turban Head leapt over the kick and threw a kick at Goten's head. Goten caught the kick and swung his opponent around, throwing Turban Head across the room. His foe recovered in mid flight, stopping his flight midair and upside down, and fired another ki blast at the saiyan.
Deciding not to run this time, Goten slapped the beam back at Turban Head, surprising the blue man. The blue man shot towards the floor to dodge the blast and was promptly elbowed in the face by Goten.
As his opponent skidded and bounced on the floor, Goten fired a barrage of ki blasts, attempting to end the fight then and there. When only dust and smoke could be seen, Goten dropped his guard, thinking he'd won. Suddenly, the paralyzing force he felt on his ship earlier bounded him once more. Goten tried to resist his bindings but it was to no avail. As he stood with his legs spread and slightly crouched, his hands balled into fists, Goten heard laughing from the smoke. Moving his eyes, the saiyan saw Turban Head, his clothes torn and ruffled, burn marks on his skin, and his arms outstretched in front of him. Small, thin beams of lights were faintly shooting from his hands towards Goten while the blue man had a smirk on his face.
"Weren't expecting this, were you boy?' he taunted, angering Goten. Goten tried to once again get himself loose but failed once more. "It's useless to resist. You won't be able to move for a long time and I intend on making that permanent."
Goten closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. Okay, he knew that he wouldn't be able to shake off his invisible restraints covering his body. Well, if he couldn't fight with his whole body, maybe if he focused on just moving one of his body parts he could find a way to break free.
Attempting that new approach, Goten completely focused on moving just his right hand, trying to unball his fist. As Goten concentrated, the blue man watched him curiously. He had no idea what the little saiyan was planning but it wasn't going to work. Once he had ensnared someone in his telekinetic ropes, his victim was powerless to fight it.
Slowly, Goten could feel his hand loosening, opening his fist up till it looked more like he was holding a ball in his hand. Goten smirked. It was time to finish this fight.
Focusing his ki, a ball of energy appeared in his semi-opened hand and fired the blast at his captor. Turban Head's eyes widen as he saw the blast flying towards him. Releasing his control, he dodged the blast by jumping over it. Suddenly, Goten appeared in front of him and rammed his fist through his opponent's body; his fist sticking out of Turban Head's back. The blue man's face was twisted into a mask of pain and…more pain. With his last breath, he coughed up blood and fell into unconsciousness, his life plunging into the depths of death.
Dropping the lifeless body, Goten looked at it with a blank face. He didn't know whether to pay his respect to his fallen foe or to feel glad he had wiped that annoying smile from his face. Deciding on neither, Goten left the room. As he entered the hallway, he felt Gohan's ki level was higher than it should be. Suddenly that level split into two different ones, one feeling like Gohan and the other…Piccolo?
Running towards the two power levels, Goten had to find out what was going on. Piccolo shouldn't be on the ship. He died back on Vegeta; but then why was it here? Goten had to find out the answer to this as he turned a corner and rushed on.
'Damn, damn, damn,' was the only thought running through Gohan's head as he hurried down the corridors of the ship. He had felt Trunks blowing someone into oblivion and then Goten got himself into a fight. Things were not going too well and knowing his luck, Gohan was just about to run into his own fight.
Running into a room, the brightness of it made Gohan stop his running, closing his eyes so he could stop them from stinging. Opening them up slowly, his eyes adjusting to the light, Gohan observed his surroundings.
White tile covered almost every single square inch of the room, accounting for the sudden brightness. Two separate staircases facing each other stood on one side of the room, leading to a second story that seemed to go further back then what Gohan could see of it. Also, that second story wrapped around the portion of the room he was it. There were large counters that circled around the room, stopping at where the staircases began. On the counters, lush green plants grew, giving the room a sort of greenhouse quality. The room must be were they replenished their oxygen stores.
Gohan started walking towards the center of the room when a ki blast came rushing at him. Diving out of the way, Gohan dropped into a defensive stance, looking in the direction the errant ki blast came from. Positioned on the second story and above the entrance Gohan used, the blue woman he had seen earlier stood, her hand still pointing at him. Instead of the red robe she had worn previously, she stood in white pants with a purple sash tied around her waist, a white vest on top a blue sleeveless undershirt, and black arm covers that went from her wrists to her upper arms.
For the next few minutes, the pair stared each other down, neither making a move to attack or speak for that matter. That was when a voice spoke out from the doorway behind the blue woman. "I know Zangya's a sight to see kid, but that doesn't mean you should just gawk at her."
Zangya dropped her arm but continued to stare at Gohan as the speaker came out of the dark doorway. A very large, bulky blue man came into sight, a blue trench coat and white pants adorn him with gold chains around his neck. A black bandana covered his long, shaggy orange hair; along with two scars, one on his face and the other on his chest. An arrogant smirk was fixed firmly on his face.
Gohan decided to speak up for the first time since coming into the room. "I take it you're the leader on this ship."
The smirk remained on the leader's face. "That I am. I'm known as the space pirate Bojack. You might've heard about me from somewhere."
Gohan smirked back at him. "Sorry, never heard of you. First time in space and all."
Bojack's smirk dropped a little but still held firmly. "Rotten first time if you ask me. Just your luck to run into the most infamous pirate in all of space."
"Oh? Then you must have some decent fighting skills. Care to show me?"
"Gladly."
As Gohan prepared for the first assault, Piccolo surfaced in the saiyan's mind. (Kid! Behind you!)
Gohan reacted immediately, narrowly blocking Zangya's kick. An outbreak of punches, kicks, and blocks erupted between the two. It was while Gohan had his attention on the girl that Bojack launched his first attack, his large fist slamming into the side Gohan's head. Gohan flew head first into a wall, cracking the solid structure, and falling onto the ground. Rubbing his face, Gohan stood back up. At least he knew who jumped him in the corridor after his previous fight with that blue guy.
Charging at the duo, Gohan fazed out of sight and reappeared behind Zangya, nailing her in the back of the head with his elbow. Immediately, he threw a kick at Bojack in midair, Bojack blocking it in turn. That was when Gohan threw an uppercut at the blue guy, who dodged it. However, Gohan knew he didn't throw that punch. Because of that little detail, it threw Gohan's stability off, leaving him open for Zangya's feet to imbed themselves in Gohan's stomach. Flying across the room, Gohan flipped in midair, landing on his feet. That was when Bojack attacked with a barrage of punches. Once again, Gohan felt his body move without his telling it to, blocking the punches but throwing off his stability again. This time, however, Gohan ki blasted Bojack in the stomach, knocking him away, and the saiyan leapt away from any on coming attack.
Keeping his eyes on Bojack and Zangya, Gohan started a conversation with his resident Namekian. (Piccolo! Quit backseat fighting!)
(Well, I wouldn't have to fight if you knew how to do it yourself!)
(Well, if you want to fight so bad, then find a way to do it!)
(Gladly)
Suddenly, instructions on a new technique filled Gohan's mind. It looked interesting and it could produce some interesting results, so what did the saiyan have to lose?
Focusing his ki, Gohan gathered an enormous amount and then separated the energy within his body. As Gohan's energy split, his body started to expand and slowly began to split. Then a huge power surge hit Gohan as his body divided into two separate forms. Both Gohans looked at each other, one with a blank stare and the other with a bewildered one.
Immediately, Gohan felt the different ki signal within his twin. "Piccolo? What just happened?"
The second Gohan smirked. "This kid is the split form technique," a gruff voice said, coming from the twin.
"So right now, you're in your own body or at least in charge of one of me."
"You got it Kid."
"Well if this isn't magical. You done talking to yourself or do you want to actually fight?" Bojack shouted.
Both Gohan and Piccolo dropped into stances, staring down their blue foes. With a silent signal, both fighters raced towards their opponents, the thrill of battle rushing through their veins.
Piccolo first attacked Zangya, throwing a right hook which she promptly blocked and counterattacked. Piccolo though, flipped over Zangya's strike, clasping his hands together and jackhammering the girl in the back of the head, sending her flying. Landing on his feet, Piccolo charged after Zangya, lashing out a multitude of strikes, most of which landed while a few were narrowly blocked.
Gohan, on the other hand, wasn't as successful. Taking an aerial approach, Gohan jumped into the air and threw his own punch at Bojack, which was easily blocked. Not letting that hinder him, Gohan threw a barrage of punches which were all blocked; but this time Bojack counterattacked, punching Gohan in the face and upper cutting him in the stomach before slamming the palm of his hand into Gohan's cheek, knocking him away.
"You seemed to have gotten weaker boy. Not much fun to be honest." Bojack said tauntingly.
Gohan, who was getting onto his hands and knees, turned his head to Bojack and fired twin eyebeams at him, piercing the pirate's left shoulder. Bojack jerked back, grasping his injured shoulder. Growling, he fired a ki blast at the saiyan, who dashed away to avoid it.
Meanwhile, Zangya had taken the upper hand on Piccolo. She had managed to start blocking some of Piccolo's earlier strikes and soon took over the match, attacking back and driving the Gohan twin back.
Leaping away, Piccolo crossed his hands together and shouted "Masenko Ha!" firing the blast at the blue girl. Zangya simply dodged the blast, dancing almost. Infuriated Piccolo launched another Masenko, which Zangya appeared to dance away from again. In actuality, she was dancing, as if Piccolo couldn't harm her at all. Letting out a war cry, Piccolo shot up to the ceiling of the room, turning in midair to land feet first on the tile roof and pushed off it, flying quickly at his target. Crossing his arms in front of him, Piccolo torpedoed to the careless looking blue girl.
At the last second, Zangya danced out of the way of Piccolo's flying charge, kicking him in the head with a well placed roundhouse kick. Managing to recover in midair, Piccolo landed on his feet, skidding a couple of feet. Soon, Gohan landed next to Piccolo facing a different direction.
"Not going too well for ya?" Gohan greeted, panting a little.
"Kinda. Same with you?" Piccolo replied, staring down the blue girl.
"Yeah. Got any ideas?"
"Sorry kid. A little short on ideas at the moment."
The two warriors caught their breath slowly as their opponents began to approach them. Gohan watched Bojack before taking a side glance at Zangya.
"I think I might have a plan. But I need you to join with me…and no backseat fighting this time," Gohan said as calmly as possible.
Piccolo grinned. "Fine kid; have it your way. But the moment you go down, I'm taking over. Got it?"
Gohan grinned. "Sure. Just sit back and watch for now."
Piccolo then glowed a bright white, only the outlines of his body showing before he merged with Gohan. As soon as the merger was complete, Gohan shifted his focus on to Zangya as she charged at him. Catching the kick she was aiming at him, Gohan swung the girl around, using her like a baseball bat and slammed her into a charging Bojack, knocking the two away.
As the two blue warriors flew backwards, Bojack grabbed Zangya and threw her off him and into the wall, effectively knocking her out as she hit it head first. "Is that all you got kid?" Bojack shouted out.
"Well, you did knock out your own teammate so I wouldn't be taunting anyone if I were you," Gohan responded.
A confused look settled on Bojack's face before he turned to look at the unconscious Zangya. Scowling, he looked back only to see a fist nailing him in the face. Stepping backwards to regain his balance, he shook off his daze the punch had given him. Looking back to see where Gohan was, he found him in the same spot, his arm raised and hand balled into a fist. How had that boy punched him when he hadn't moved an inch?
Gohan then threw his other fist at Bojack, still in the same spot. Suddenly the fist extended and rushed into Bojack's unguarded stomach, causing the pirate to bend over from the sudden attack. Gohan then stretched his other arm again, punching Bojack in the face again. Then the saiyan fired his eyebeams, completely missing the bulky pirate.
Recovering from Gohan's surprise attacks, Bojack smirked at the saiyan. "Looks like your aim's off boy. Too bad for you."
Gohan smirked. "Who ever said I missed?"
Curiously, Bojack turned to look behind him. All he saw were two small holes in the wall. What was the big deal about a couple holes?
A faint sucking sound started to be heard the longer Bojack waited. Walking over carefully, the sound got louder and louder until Bojack felt a pull. Looking through the holes, Bojack saw that the beams had pierced through all of the ship's walls, going all the way through the ship's hull. Wait a minute, the ship's hull!
Turning around to shout at the saiyan, Bojack saw a large ki blast heading right for him. Diving out of the way, the blast tore through the wall and continued on until it busted through the ships hull. The ship's alarm went off as soon as the hull's breach was detected. Looking up at the saiyan, Bojack saw Gohan just exiting the room, just as the emergency doors sealed the room, trapping the pirate and Zangya inside to await being sucked out of the ship and into the depth of space. Letting out a scream of fury, Bojack rushed towards the door, willing to break it and every door behind it down in order to kill the boy that played him for a fool.
Gohan raced down the hallways as fast as he could. Although the hole in the ship's hull wasn't very big, it would become a very big problem soon enough and a space ship tearing itself apart was the last thing Gohan wanted to deal with.
Suddenly, Gohan felt the kis of Goten and Trunks spike. Apparently, the two of them had run into each other on their way to find and help in Gohan's battle and figure out the subsequent mystery of Piccolo's ki. Good thing was that they were close by so the battle worn saiyan wouldn't have to run very far.
Turning a few corners, Gohan found himself in a large ship hanger with all kinds of space ships positioned all around the room, standing on their landing gears. Apparently, Goten and Trunks had found the hanger while they searched for Gohan, not that Gohan was complaining. Better that they found this place than helped in the fight.
"Gohan! Over here!" Goten yelled out, standing by the door of a ship. Dashing over to ship, the two saiyans boarded it, the ship's door closing behind them. Running into the ship's control room, Gohan saw Trunks completing the task of activating and launching the shuttle. With the lights of the ship turning on and the sudden feeling of hovering, Trunks maneuvered the ship until it faced the shut doors of the hanger.
"Gohan, you know how to open the doors?" Trunks called out over the hum of the engines.
"Does this ship have weapons?" Gohan yelled back.
"Yeah."
"Then blast the doors open!"
Following orders, Trunks fired the ship's weapons, blowing the doors open and creating a powerful suction that sucked everything out of the ship. Tumbling through the void of space, Trunks quickly got control of the ship and then took off in the direction the spacecraft said Earth was.
Relaxing into his seat, Gohan closed his eyes.
(You know we're in big trouble kid)
(Yeah. We can't fight like we did back there again)
(Are you willing to correct that?)
(If we're gonna survive on Earth, we have to)
(Then leave everything to me kid. We should be in better tune with each other by the time we get to Earth)
(That sounds good. I'll let you start on that)
To chris: Thanks for the review. To be honest, I just wanted to have Videl find a reason to go to Earth; even if the reason isn't totally the real one. But the figuring out part is dead on. And as for the androids, be ready for some big ass battles, the climax will hard and powerful. And now I've become political...wow...never thought I'd hear myself say that before.
To dbzfan952 for ch. 3: Well this is new. Looks like I've got a lot of reply reviews to write you so I better get started. It's alright if you haven't been on in awhile, alot more things more important than this little fic. And still, thanks for the site.
To dbzfan952 for ch. 5: lol, that cliffy was just to great. Would've been better if I drug it out more, but oh well.
To dbzfan952 for ch. 13: Thank ya very much. I do have some good ideas once in awhile. Can't believe no one tried that fusion out already. They fused everyone and their grandma but not this pair. Weird.
To dbzfan952 for ch. 14: And now that I have your official interest, more shall come. What awaits our heros? Beats the crap out of me. Must brainstorm for an ungodly amount of time...four days. And thanks for all your reviews.