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CHAPTER SIXTEEN:

Piccolo had flown Gohan to a small cave, where every suppressed their individual ki. Videl had taken vigil next to her fallen boyfriend. Piccolo could reach Gohan's mind, and it had collapsed in on itself. Piccolo knew immediately that there was nothing he could do to combat this strange disease slowly killing his son from inside his head. There was nothing the Namekian could do, but Videl could fight this. He looked up at the black haired girl, seeing her grab Gohan's hand and mutter gentle reassurances to him. It seemed that Videl had the same misgivings as Piccolo did. He had no idea why Gohan would shut down on himself, but he was determined to find out why.

"Videl, try talking to him." Piccolo said. Videl looked up at Piccolo, a question in her eyes. She was unsure of herself, and didn't think that Gohan would listen to her. "You're his girlfriend." Piccolo pointed out, shamelessly. "You've grown very close over the years you've both been gone. I think that this might help him heal." Piccolo said. "This, I cannot fix. He will not let me in, as I am still sort of new to him. He has just regained his memory, and me ramming my way into his head will only cause more harm. You, on the other hand, are his significant other. Your presence would most likely be a comfort for him, instead of a threat. Only you can do this right now, Videl."

"I'll try." Videl put her forehead on Gohan's, breathing and relaxing. Soon, she slipped into his mind. Gohan's mind had always felt a fiery inferno, spiking with ki and riddled with horrible memories. Videl opened her eyes, seeing herself in a yellow tunnel. The walls were glowing yellow and incredibly hot. As she went to touch one, they moved away from her to protect her. She whipped around, hearing a scuffle behind her. Frieza and Cell appeared, cackling murderously. The walls moved to protect her, glowing a blinding white, and causing Cell and Frieza to blow up. Videl smiled, her hair being blown to the side from the explosion. She continued walking down the tunnel, hoping to find Gohan.

She lightly skimmed her hand near the left side of the wall, smiling as it rippled away from her. Every time someone Gohan deemed a threat to her popped up, they were blasted into oblivion. Even when he had shut himself down, Gohan was still trying to protect her. Videl found the end of the tunnel, looking over at the yellow wall that formed the dead end. She noticed the wall was not straight - there was a cocoon in the middle of it. Videl approached the wall, touching the cocoon. Unlike the rest of the walls, it was cold. The wall suddenly jumped forwards, grabbing onto her wrist and pulling her forwards. She yelped, being pulled headfirst into the deepest parts of Gohan's mind.

Videl found herself in a dark cavern. The yellow walls were desperate, trying to get in, but could not. She watched as the dark walls battled with them, driving the yellow back. In the middle of the room was Gohan. His ankles and wrists were tied to dark chains, which forced him to hang in midair. As Videl stepped onto the black, it hissed at her as it turned yellow under her foot. Confidently, she strode forwards, leaving a trail of yellow in her wake. The air she touched began shimmering, starting to lighten the black. The chains holding Gohan lowered as she approached, putting the unconscious boy face-to-face with her. She reached out with her hand, touching his cheek.

Gohan was in a torn and tattered purple fighting gi, with a blue sash and blue wristbands. Shredded remains of a white cape hung around the bottom of the cavern. His ankles and wrists were bleeding from the pull of the chains, blood dripping down the cuffs and staining the ground below. He had blood covering his mouth, streaming out from the corner of his lips. He was bruised and beaten, clearly in pain. He wasn't moving, his head thrown forwards. His dark hair stood up on end, his trademark piece of hair hanging in his face. His left cheek was swollen, both eyes black. He was unconscious and broken. Videl couldn't stop the tears from gathering and falling down her cheeks.

She reached out with her hand, cupping his swollen cheek lightly. Slowly, the swelling receded, colour returning. She leaned closer and kissed his forehead, his black eyes disappearing. She wiped some of the blood off his chin, the injures on his face healing. Videl touched the chain on his right wrist, watching as it melted away, Gohan's arm falling to his side. She did the same to all the chains, catching her boyfriend as he slumped forwards. Gohan was on his knees as Videl grabbed his hands. She could feel the bones shifting under her hand, the muscles repairing. Best of all, she could see new skin grow over his wrists, the blood disappearing.

Videl hugged him close, feeling all the injures repair under her touch. She breathed a sigh of relief, but Gohan still would not wake up. Videl hugged him tight, the tears rolling off her chin and onto Gohan's shoulders, but nothing worked. His arms hung limply at his sides, his feet refusing to budge on their own. It was then that Videl realized just how heavy Gohan was, and with an amused grunt, she pushed him off of her, lying him down on the ground on his back. She looked down at him, drawing her knees to her chest. She rested her chin on her knees, waiting for Gohan to wake up. Suddenly, the dark cavern started shaking as a golden light appeared.

"Videl." the golden light spoke with Gohan's voice. It formed into a person. Super Saiyan Two Gohan, in fact. She stood up as the Gohan approached her. "Videl," it smirked. As the evil grin took over the thing's face, Videl felt like she was in danger. This was not Gohan. "Oh, Videl... you do realize that he's just a weak human, right?" the fake-Gohan gestured towards the real Gohan. "I'm an actual Saiyan. I can protect you much better than that wannabe." the fake-Gohan boasted, the smirk never falling from his face. He held out a hand to Videl, like he was actually expecting her to take it. Videl grit her teeth, clenching her fists and growling.

"You aren't Gohan." she snarled. She was angry beyond anything else. Gohan had told her of the war between his human and Saiyan sides - the human was gentle and caring, the usual personality Gohan put out there. The Saiyan was violent, rough, and loved to kill. The Saiyan side is where the power was stored and created, but the human was control. The Saiyan had no control. Hence, the Parity transformation. It allowed the two to bond to become more powerful than either alone. If that was the case, then why did the Saiyan want to kill the human? Videl was suddenly hit by a wave of understanding. Pride. Saiyans were known for their pride - no way would they allow a weak human to help them out.

"Oh, I am." fake-Gohan flipped his trademark bang out of his eye, smirking at Videl. "Just a side you don't see often." fake-Gohan tried to touch her, but when he came closer, Videl drove her fist right into his nose. He cursed, stumbling backwards, and disappeared with a flash of light. Videl wad quiet for about two seconds before standing on her tiptoes and screaming at the empty air. She was feeling very... colourful - for lack of a better word - today. She started picking up fist-fulls of the black substance on the floor, throwing them like a maniac. She had no idea that Gohan had sat up, and was staring at her wide-eyed. He had just seen her punch out his evil half.

"Uhm, Videl?" Gohan asked. Videl froze, turning around to look at him, her face as red as a tomato. "Is this a bad time?" Gohan asked nervously. "Like... are you done?" he sighed, looking up at her. Videl merely hit him on the side of the head and plopped down beside him. Gohan laughed at her blush, which made her smack him again. Now he was nursing his poor, abused head, and his poor, abused arm. Gohan was all healed, his expression one of peace. He was leaning against Videl, sighing in contentment. As Videl and Gohan watched, the walls above them turned blue, the floor beneath them turning to grass. They laid in the sweet smelling grass, watching bright yellow butterflies fly by.

Suddenly, Gohan turned to Videl, smiling the bright, happy smile that she had only seen once or twice. The smile that said he really meant his emotions. "Hey, Videl?" he asked. She turned her head, looking at him, to acknowledge that she heard him. "I just wanted to thank you... for always being there for me. I'm hurt and broken and virtually useless as a normal person... but you've still been there for me. You've accepted the fact that I'm an alien without judging me. You like me for me, and for that, I am so thankful." Gohan slipped his hand into Videl's, gently squeezing her hand, careful not to hurt her with his strength. "You know Videl... I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you." Gohan looked up at the sky, peace across his face.

Videl smiled at him. "I love you too." she murmured, laying her head on his shoulder. "Gohan?" she said. He grunted in response, too lazy to move. "One day, you're gonna marry, me got it?" she almost laughed at Gohan's deer-in-the-headlights expression, as she poked him in the side. "You're gonna get down on one knee, propose when we're eighteen, and then we'll have a wedding. And it won't matter what our parents think, because we have each other. Got it?" she said peacefully. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, I expect you to marry me someday. You're not allowed to say no anymore. If you love me, then I've fallen head over heels for you. Okay?"

Videl couldn't be happier when she saw Gohan nod. She went in for a hug, and the black haired boy accepted her into his arms, his chin on the top of her head. Videl let go of all her doubts, accepted who she was...

And held onto the black haired boy she had fallen head over heels for.

THE END.

Yes, I just did that. This is the end. The final chapter. The end of A Whole New Enemy. I hope you all enjoyed the fanfiction.