Disclaimer: Nope, don't own DBZ. Even if I wanted to own it, I don't have any clue how to bargain for it so… Yeah…

Chapter 4: Unfamiliar Memories,

Memories...

They keep me alive,
They keep me going.
They remind me of the things,
That you used to show me.

They hold the events of the past,
Those bright and those bleak;
But most importantly all of them,
So I can remember in just one blink.

They also hold the most relevant,
that relate to the events this week;
The ones that remind of our many challenges,
And the outcome of those we beat.

Memories…

They remind me, yet they blind me…
Into thinking that I can compete…
But lately, these memories are just showing…
That I am just too weak…

KuraiTaiyu,

En Hearte of Darkness

Darkness. It's something that everyone fears in their lifetime. Though, most dismiss it as just a childish fear, it's really more. Still, there are those that try to make a logical explanation of this fear, the same people who try to make logical explanations of everything and converting supernatural aspects into simple equations. In the case of darkness, they concluded that it is simply a variant of the fear of the unknown, put simply, it's not the dark that people fear its simply a fear of what cannot be seen or understood, which is drastically multiplied by the enigma that is darkness, i.e. the shadows in the closet. But sometimes the fear of not knowing is far less than knowing what is to be feared.

…Though few believe it, there is something out in there, in a different plane, in the universe called the…

But most of this is not important right now….

He was standing somewhere, he didn't really know what it was, but he could tell he was inside something. Maybe it was a cave, is what he told himself, but the fact of not knowing is what kept him doubting; kept him, scared. He dismissed his fear as nothing but childish behavior, he was one of the strongest beings that ever lived; one of the strongest, counting out those who were superior to him. He noted this fact, then noted that he had absolutely no idea how strong the others were, he just knew they were a lot stronger than him. He didn't know…Just then, he shook himself out of his thoughts. Looking around, he realized that it was dark, wherever he was, it was dark; no light whatsoever. He then opened his palms emitting a small, yellow glow of energy, that lighted his surroundings a bit. Now the darkness was a little dimmer, a little brighter.

"Hello?" he called out. No answer.

"Hey!" he shouted. Nothing. No response, no movement, no echo…. But if he was in some type of cave, he'd have heard an echo right? Then where was he? He paused; he didn't know. Now he began to get scared again. The darkness thickened. He noticed this slight change in visibility and emitted a brighter light from his palm, balancing out the blackness around him once more.

"What the hell is this?" he said, "I don't remember being here, last time I checked I was-" he paused, checking his brain. Where was he last time he checked? He didn't know. He suddenly swore it got darker.

"Okay, this is some crazy shit" he said. "Where the hell is everybody?!" receiving no apparent answer, he ran off in some random direction. Though he was running, he had the distinct feeling he wasn't getting anywhere. He had no idea where he was going; the darkness thickened. He was surprised that he hadn't run into anything he also noted that the ground was pretty level, 'okay, so this definitely isn't a cave, but what is it?', he knelled down to feel the floor, trying to figure out what the terrain was to get a better idea of where he was, but was confused when he felt… nothing. He felt frantically around and finally brought the hand containing his energy light to the ground to see, but he couldn't't see anything.

"What the hell!?" he exclaimed, he couldn't't see anything but he concluded that there was nothing beneath his feet.

"Where's the ground? It's got to be down there, but I don't feel it. I don't know what I'm standing on…I don't get this…" he said. The darkness thickened. Suddenly, at the realization of the ground not being beneath him, he began to fall. And fall. But realizing he could fly, he stopped himself. He flew down trying to find the ground, after ten minutes he gave up.

"Where am I!? What the hell is going on!?" he yelled flying around in frantic circles, yet he once again had the feeling he was going nowhere. He began to breathe heavily, not from exhaustion but from fear. He begin to doubt if he was even alive anymore.

'Maybe I'm dead...' he thought, 'NO! I've been dead before! This is not what happens when you die! Then what is happening? I-I don't know….' The darkness thickened. He noticed the thickening and realized his energy bulb was growing faint, 'Damn, the dark is this thick… But how is that possible!? Shades and shadows don't get thicker or lighter on their own, they have to have a light source to change like that! And the light I'm creating should make it lighter not darker!' his mind was racing with questions and every time, he concluded the same answer, 'I don't know…" . The darkness got thicker then even more thicker, though he reasoned that this was impossible.

"NO!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!??" he screamed, frantically flying around in random directions. "Why is it so DARK!!??". The darkness only got thicker, and thicker, before he could no longer see the energy ball he held in his hand as a light. He felt it there, but I couldn't't see it. He couldn't't see it… but he knew it was there… then he didn't even know if it was there anymore because he couldn't't see it. He couldn't't hear anyone, he couldn't't see anyone, he couldn't't see anything. He couldn't't see….

"Why can't I see anything!!??" he screamed,

And then he opened his eyes.

"Yamcha!" Goku said. Yamcha looked up to see one of his closet friends looking down at him, smiling. "Glad to have you awake again" Goku finished

"Wha-" Yamcha replied weakly. Looking around he saw some of his other friends; Krillin, Bulma, Trunks, Gohan and Vegeta. Vegeta...' Yamcha glared and scoweled at the saiyan prince who in returned just huffed and looked the other way.

"Weakling fool" sneered the prince, "I don't have time for this nonsense" he said and walked away. Yamcha followed his exit with his eyes until the saiyan had left the room, then he layed back down.

"Yamcha?" Gohan started, "Are you okay?". Yamcha didn't answer. He just stared straight up at the ceiling thinking about the dream he had been having, 'But it felt so real...' he thought, 'And familliar... like some kind of repressed memory...'. He continued to ponder on the subject, completely oblivious to the inquiries from his friends.

Meanwhile, a few hundred feet away, someone was watching the building which the Z-group occupied, appearantly looking for something. He had been searching for this disired object for some time and he think he may have found it, though it was the last place he wanted it to find it in.