Gohan's stomach felt uneasy as he journeyed from the middle of the woods toward his mountain home. He didn't know it, but the uneasy feeling in his gut was only a warning; a forebringer of the disaster that was to be the next days.
The Creature's spirit was becoming restless. The host body had not allowed itself to be controled, therefore, the Creature had no way to feed. It could feel itself growing weaker by the minute; it needed the blood of a living soul. It knew the boy drinking his own blood would be insufficient. No, it needed not only blood, but slaves. Yes, the Creature decided long ago as it was formed in the human's body that it would raise an undead army to conquer the world. It would turn the earth into a desolate, dark wasteland; ruled only by it's undead followers.
Gohan trekked merrily over the ridge overlooking his modest home. From the higher peak he could see the trees blossoming, the flowers bowing slightly to the wind, hismother hanging clothes out to dry...
The Creature snapped to attention. The boy's mother looked absolutely...delicious.
"Listen, child!" The voice hollered to Gohan.
"Yes?" Gohan asked shakily.
"Your mother...She will make you stronger..."
"What? Okassan? How?"
"...drink herblood, take her energy."
Gohan stared at his mother in the distance for a few moments, processing the voice's command.
"NO!"Hescreamed into the clearing. He began torun in the opposite direction of his mother, fearing the harm hewasbeing commanded to do to her.
The inside of his mind became the chant of the voice.
"drink her blood, take her energy. Drink her blood, take her energy..."
Gohan's eyes clenched shut and he ran faster and blindly deeper into the forest. The chant grew increasingly louder, faster... until it ran together in a mind-blowing yell.
"drinkherbloodtakeherenergydrinkherbloodtakeherenergy
DRINKHERBLOODTAKEHERENERGY!"
Gohan let out a scream as his last resistance. He fell to the ground, suddenly unable to move. He could feel himself convulsing in some freak way. He knew then that, whatever the voice was, it had been evil; and it was going to use his body.
Gohan's sight faded into blackness; and the battle for earth's future began.
The Creature didn't want to have to take full possession of the boy. On the contrary, the boy had been an excellent asset; nobody in their right minds ever suspected him of the murder of the woman in the street. Better yet, no one would suspect him of attempting to raise an undead army, either. It narrowed it's red-silver eyes. Meal time.
Chi-chi hummed quietly to herself as she hung the last sheet to dry on the line. She sometimes regretted the fact that she had never gotten an automatic dryer in the house; but today was not one of those days. The sun was shining...and nothing else.
The birds had not chirped for the last several minutes, and the creatures of the forest had ceased their rustlings for the same period of time.
She shrugged her shoulders; taking the silence as the sign of some bird of prey or something like that.
She hadn't seen the shadow.
She hadn't heard the panting.
She hadn't seen the drool.
She hadn't smelt the essence of death.