Author's Note: Sorry that this took so long!
I've been dealing with a couple issues; horseback riding, my computer broke, (my mom stepped on it. Legit.) and writing the other fanfic. I have this saved on my phone now, so it should work like a charm.
Disclaimer: I do not, and never will, own DBZ.
CHAPTER TEN: Dende sighed and rubbed the green side of his head.
"That's a good question, Yamcha." Dende said, after a moment of silence. "If Erai comes to find these two… hm. I suppose we'll cross that bridge when we get there." Dende said.
"Piccolo. I believe we are making a mistake." Tien butted in. He was so no-nonsense that his tone forced Piccolo to listen, and listen well. "Gohan is just too dangerous. What you're doing doesn't make any sense. Unless, you've discovered that he's not as dark as we were led to believe?" Tien raised an eyebrow, demanding an answer.
"Gohan stills holds onto his pure heart, Tien." Piccolo said. "He believes what he is doing is right. We can throw him on the Nimbus if you need proof." Piccolo gently picked up Gohan, holding the boy in his arms. "However, he still has doubts about killing anyone. He has recognized Goku as his father, and feels guilty for the pain he's caused." Piccolo looked everyone dead in the eyes. "He can be changed."
"That's good and all, but what if he wakes up before such changes take place?" Tien asked. His right eyebrow was raised. Nobody else could raise their right eyebrow but Tien, and it infuriated most of the more childish Z Fighters.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there." Piccolo smiled at Dende, the small Namekian grinning back. Dende had grown somewhat, but was still quite short.
"Miiisteer Piiiccoloolooo!" a small voice screamed. Everyone looked up; Trunks and Goten. The two half-Saiyans had clearly tracked them here. Piccolo put Gohan down, and turned to face the chibis with a scowl on his face and his arms crossed.
"What are you two doing here?" Piccolo snapped.
"We tracked your Ki here!" Trunks said. He smiled at his father, then his eyes widened as he ran behind Piccolo.
"Goten, look. I think that that's your brother!" The mini-Goku ran over to see Gohan as well. Goten blinked down at the boy. This boy had a face more like Mom's, and had Mom's skin tone. His hair was black and spiky, but all of it was spiked up instead of in different directions, and one piece of hair was in his face.
"Huh." Goten said. "He sure doesn't look like me, does he, Trunks?"
"No. He doesn't look like your Mom too much either. His hair is too spiky. But he has different spikes than your Dad!" Trunks said.
"Hm…" "Yeah, Gohan never really looked like any of us." Goku smiled as he walked over to his four-year-old son."Gohan always had his own look." Goku picked Goten up, allowing the chibi to sit on his shoulders. Goten laughed and gripped the familiar black spikes.
"Did you guys beat him?" Trunks asked, looking around the group.
"No, he passed out due to his transformation." Piccolo answered. At once, Trunks' face screwed up and he scowled.
"You guys should have beat him. You guys are the best!" Trunks complained.
"Where are your mothers?" Vegeta asked, glaring down at Trunks and Goten.
"They're coming!" Trunks said. "It's silly for them to worry about is. We're big and strong, you know."
"Uh, great. The woman and the harpy." Vegeta growled.
"Guys… is it just me, or did anyone else get a chill down their spine on the thought of Chi-Chi?" Krillin asked nervously. All the people present sweat dropped and stared to panic.
"Quick Piccolo, hide Gohan!" Goku yelled while grabbing Videl. "They'll be here any second!" Goku set Videl in one of the many rooms in the Lookout while Piccolo ran and hid behind the Lookout's main building. The Namekian didn't want to be separated from Gohan. Soon, the sound of Bulma's chopper came into everyone's ears. The Capsule Corp. chopper landed. Chi-Chi and Bulma stomped out of the chopper while the Z Fighters tried (and failed) miserably to look innocent.
"Goku." Chi-Chi had a frying pan in her hand, raising an eyebrow dangerously. "Where are my sons?"
"G-G-G-Goten is r-r-right over h-here." Goku stammered nervously.
"Goku, I said sons." Chi-Chi growled dangerously. She leaned forwards toward Goku, the promise of murder and no food in her eyes if Goku didn't come up with an answer soon. "Sons. Is. Plural. Goku. Where. Is. My. Other. Son." Chi-Chi grabbed the back of Goten's gi and pulled her small boy close. Trunks backed away slowly, then made a run for it.
"Where is Gohan?!" Chi-Chi screamed, then broke into tears. "I haven't seen my baby boy, my scholar, for three years! He might not have kept up with his studies, he might be hurt! I just want to see my son!" Chi-Chi fell to her knees, bawling.
"You can't see Gohan right now." Goku hugged his wife, rubbing her back as he comforted her on the ground. "We're trying to fix what's been done to him." Goku sighed softly, glancing in the direction Piccolo had run off in. Good. That was one close call.
Piccolo stiffened slightly as he felt the giant energy wave. It had just appeared of of nowhere! Piccolo set Gohan in a room with Videl, and ran back outside. The Z Fighters, including Goku, were standing up and on guard. No one had even sensed a power as… evil before.
"Chi-Chi, Bulma, go take cover in the Lookout. Trunks, get out here! Dende, go hide!" Goku barked orders at everyone. Chi-Chi and Bulma hid inside the Lookout, watching out of one of the towers. Dende ran after them, Mr. Popo following closely. Trunks entered the scene, standing beside Goten. Soon, a woman appeared. A dark vortex appeared behind her, then vanished. She floated to the ground, smirking deviously. Ebony black hair. Flaming orange eyes.
Erai.
"Good afternoon, everyone." Erai smirked at the gathered group, a hand on her hip. "I'm looking for two of my children. I assume you have them?"
"They are not your children!" Piccolo growled angrily, his cape flaring behind him.
"Oh, Piccolo!" Erai clapped her hands in delight. "I have to kill you. You've interfered with Gohan too much for my liking." Erai's innocent face transformed into a murderous, sadistic scowl. Erai flew at Piccolo, her left leg extended behind her and her right poised for a kneeing. She had her right hand guarding her middle and her left ready for attack. Erai kneed Piccolo in the stomach and brought her left hand down at the back of his neck. Before she could connect the blow, Piccolo back flipped away, then collapsed.
Goku and Vegeta wasted no time, the transformation to Super Saiyan Three much easier after multiple uses. Goku and Vegeta flew at Erai, fists extended for a brawl. Erai used her dark Ki to blow them both backwards. Goku did a handstand, and quick as a bunny, twisted his legs and knocked both of his heels into Erai's cheek. She went flying into a palm tree.
She glared at Goku from the wreckage, snarling savagely. Erai got up, forming a Ki ball in her hand. She rolled it around her hands for a moment, then threw it at Goku. Goku flew into the air to avoid it, the Ki blast detonating and blowing away a chunk of the Lookout. Goku glared back at Erai. She had a small cut on her cheek, and blood was running from her mouth. Her hair was all mussed up as well. Erai brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes and flew at Goku.
In came Vegeta, aiming a blow at her side. Erai grabbed Vegeta's legs and swung him around, sending him flying off the Lookout. Goku took advantage of the situation and charged straight at her, swiping her legs out from under her and kicking her through the Lookout. She screamed, powering up, her dark aura surrounding her.
Erai glared viciously up at the Goku, flying up and punching him straight in the chin. He went flying as Vegeta kicked Erai in the face. As she flew backwards, she charged up a Ki blast and threw it at Vegeta. It looked a lot like a Kamehameha, except dark purple, filled with swirling evil energy. The blast hit Vegeta's chest dead-on. The Saiyan fell to the ground and stayed there.
Goku charged up a Kamehameha and launched it at Erai. Erai blasted her own energy wave towards Goku, a beam struggle ensuing. Erai watched as pieces of the Lookout itself flew away, the palm trees uprooting and flying off. Erai was about to finished the beam struggle when a specific Special Beam Cannon cut her off. It hit on the middle of her back.
Erai screamed and lost control of the beam struggle. Goku won. She watched with wide eyes as the Kamehameha blasted closer towards her. Erai closed her eyes and teleported a short distance away, the beam harmlessly flying off into space. Erai stood up and glared at Piccolo.
"I thought I would have to go easy on you, but apparently not!" Erai started powering up. Her dark swirling energy framed her lithe body. Her power shook the Lookout. Erai's screams bounced off of all available sound barriers, echoing across the Earth. Her hair started rising up, swirling dangerously. Her orange eyes flashed before her entire eye was orange; pupil, white part, and all. She let loose a blood-chilling scream, completing her power-up.
The dust was soon cleared by Erai's dangerous aura. Her hair was whipping savagely, a deadly smirk on her face. This power was above anything that any of the Z Fighters had felt; it was bigger than Gohan's.
Erai turned to face Piccolo, teleporting behind him and elbowing him on the top of his head, sending him down. Piccolo fell to the ground, and didn't get back up. Erai casually flicked her hair out of her face as she turned to face Goku and Vegeta. Both Super Saiyan Threes prepared their stances, ready to fight.
Erai rushed at them, exchanging blows. She was furious to discover that Goku and Vegeta had been holding back as well; they were about equal in blows about now. Erai winced every time Goku managed to strike a hit.
She did have one weakness; pure hearted people. If a person didn't have one impure thought in their mind, if they didn't even have a dark past, then they could inflict true damage upon Erai. Gohan was a whole other story. Erai had always had trouble controlling him and warping his memories. However, he had a dark past, like Vegeta. Vegeta had been evil for most of his life, after all. Perhaps it was that difference. Erai hrought an arm up to block a punch from Goku, when a familiar Ki brought Erai, Goku, and Vegeta to a halt.
"G-G-Gohan…" Piccolo was barely getting up to his knees, staring at his former pupil. Energy cackled around Gohan's body, his inner Ki restored. He was staring straight at Erai, caught off guard by her evil aura. She was lying to me. The whole time. Lying. Gohan glared straight at Erai.
"I'm sorry I'm late." he snarled. "It's time for your funeral."
~Gohan has entered the picture! Is he powerful enough to take on Erai… and win? Find out, next time!~
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