Hi everyone! Thank you so much to Kiguy for your review, and to those who favorite and follow this story! ^_^ Warning: Scenes of violence, death, OC's , maybe some boyxboy thrown in too, in the very later chapters. (Don't like then don't read) This chapter is mainly going to be around Blizzard and Goku =)

Ah, the sweet morning as the sun rose over the crest of the mountains and slid light out among the various trees and forests. The crystal clear waters of the river beds glistened in their flowing dance. The birds tweeted their songs softly, letting it carry on the summer morning air. The green swayed ever so slightly with the sweet assault of flowers releasing their beautiful scents to the air.

The summer seemed so full in bloom but in reality it seemed not to be that truly far away from being wrapped into Autumn all too quickly.

Buts still. Even as the wind swept over the valley and around the mountains, rushing like a pack of hungry wolves across the forest floors, it seemed to everyone and everything in the forest that the world was in the epitome of peace.

Even just not that far into the mountains where a lone house stood quiet in the sunlight. A humble little cottage brick stone cottage wash in white paint and with a tiled roof. A domed extension connected to the main building and not to far from the shrine which the man of the house had been brought up by, even in his loneliest childhood times.

But the home certainly seemed to belong out here among the mountains and forests. It seemed to have it's entirely own feel as to belonging to the expectations set for it. But for those who lived in there, it was home. That's all that it needed to be. A nice place for a family to live out in the fresh air, away from the busy and hectic life of the cities. Out here among the wild of nature.

Safe.

In peace.

Quiet-

"YOU LET HIM WHAT?!"

The animals in the nearby forests shrieked and a flock of birds took to the sky at the shriek of a woman's voice in the morning.

So... Quiet wasn't always the best way to describe the home.

"But come on Chi-Chi!"
"Don't you, 'Come on Chi-Chi' me, GOKU!" The shriek screamed back once again.

Goku threw his hand behind his head and ruffled his hair, smiling nervously and letting out a small chuckle as he watched the way his wife seemed close to busting the vein which throbbed angrily on her forehead. Her black hair was tied up in a bun behind her hair making her equally dark eyes flare out against her pale skin as she gritted her teeth. She wore a respectful black dress since she was only around her home and having not long woken up, but she could still easily have moved in it and used her fighting skills should that need come up.

And from what she had just heard? She had a feeling that, was going to be very, very soon.

Goku however already dressed in his training gear just gave that naive and innocent smile he was famous for. He was becoming more broad with the amount of muscle which was lining his body and arm. With the amount he had been training lately, it wasn't that much of a surprise. But still in his orange Gi, he still looked like the same man than Chi-Chi had fallen in love with all those years ago.

He was also still the same irresponsible man she had fallen in love with all those years ago still.

Curling her fists tightly, she stopped herself from lunging out as her protective nature was about to erupt like a vicious volcano.
"Well I promised Orion that I would take him out this morning. He wanted to train and-"
"You are not training our baby boy to be a fighter Goku! He's four years old!"
"Oh come on Chi-Chi! He's been looking ever so down lately! You've noticed it too! I think it will help him get out some of the feelings which have been bugging him!"

Chi-Chi fell quiet for a minute with a scowl as she pondered his words, thinking about their little shooting star, (A nickname they had called him since when they had first saw him, or at least when Goku had found him, they had thought him to have been simply a fallen star in the forest, not an actual baby.) But she had even begun to notice it of late too. Orion had always been smiles when he was around them, always a happy beam on that face but with eyes which always seemed so very sad when they were around his adoptive parents. "Go get him and I may consider it-"
"Really?" Goku smiled from ear to ear.
"Goku, I swear if you're not back here in ten minutes though-"
"Thanks Chi-Chi!"

She barely had time to watch her husband blast out of the doorway and take off like a rocket through the air towards the forest. "I said IF, Goku! IF!" She sprinted to the doorway glaring out across forest as though he could still actually even hear her. "GOKU! GOKU!" She bellowed.
"Mommy? What's going on?"

She turned realizing how she must have looked as her older son slowly stumbled into the room, rubbing his eyes and yawning from under his long black hair. He was dressed in a large pajama shirt and still seemed half asleep as he stumbled about on the spot. A brown fur tail swayed about behind them, slightly dragging on the floor as the boy yawned one last time before running over to his mom and being swept up in her arms as she stared down at his pale face and swept a hand through his inky black locks of hair. "N-nothing Gohan." She tried to push for an awkward smile, trying to regain her composure as she threw a hand behind her head, copying her husband's nervous habit. "Nothing at all sweetie."

She turned her gaze back outside of the building. "At least. I hope nothing is."

Far across on the other side of the forest though, a figure had been listening to all which had been happening with an annoying accuracy in his listening. Goku had already found him and was now hovering above the tree branch where a small boy sat over the strong current of the river. The man stood just out of sight so that he wouldn't be seen in the reflection of the water but could easily keep an eye on his.

The boy was a timid and small little thing. Probably just about half a head or so shorter than his brother. He was soft toned in the colour of his skin, a little pale perhaps, rather skinny, sometimes Goku worried the boy was malnourished but he always ate, and he was always sprinting and running about. A few times they had even taken him to get checked out if he was ill, but he was perfectly healthy.

But looking more at the details of the child, Goku could understand now why his son was sat there with sad eyes, glaring at his reflection like it was the worst thing in the world.

The boy had two sides of pure white hair which was cut fairly short but enough of it was their that it could spike upwards, but it was made all the more to stand out by the fact that the boy had a natural strip of deep emerald spiked hair, longer than the rest which spiked up in a Mohawk fashion. It was natural and not died and hardly, well at least as long as Goku had known, never seemed to need to be cut. After it had finished growing to that length it never seemed to grow more or need to be cut.

Like the middle strip of his hair, the boy had eyebrows of deep emerald while the outline of his eyes was intense black. Like the boy was always wearing eyeliner but he had never touched the stuff in his life. But the part of his son which drew most attention from people, if not the rest, was the fact that the boy had eyes like living and boiling blood. So crimson and deep that it was impossible to compare them to pretty much anything else.

a lot of people asked whether the boy had an eye condition or whether his parents just let him mess around with Chi-Chi's beauty products for his hair.

That was why after Chi-Chi had nearly beaten the man to death who had asked why their son was a 'freak', they had decided that maybe for the mean time, it wasn't the best idea that the boy go out with her to get groceries any more from the city.

But still, the way that people always stared at him, Goku wondered if this was it taking it's toll on the young boy already.

The boy however now had hair as black as ink and eyebrows just as dark, even though only dressed in a white shirt and some black shorts, he skimmed his foot over the water before kicking at his reflection harshly, staring with hatred at his eyes which although he seemed to have made his hair and eyebrows like living ink, were still their deep burning crimson. "Stupid!" He shouted at it. "Why are you so stupid! Why have you got to make mommy and daddy ashamed of me! Why! Why! Why-"

Goku swooped down instantly grabbing the boy in his arms comfortingly just as the branch snapped and cracked from Orion's sudden and harsh movement. Even if the boy weighed about as much as a feather, he still could move quite fast and had strength to him. He was Goku's boy after all.

Orion just slowly turned his head up as his dad set him down on another more stronger and sturdier branch, immediately seeing it was his dad, he turned his head away and glared defiantly at his reflection, trying avoid any eye contact with Goku at all. His sharp jaw set harshly and stubbornly. "Now son, is there anything you want to tell me which is bothering you?" He pushed for a slight comforting smile, knowing that he could talk to Orion like this. Heck. Sometimes Orion seemed even mentally older than Gohan who was a whole ear ahead of him!

Even in the boy's eyes. Goku found himself sometimes staring into them, thinking they looked way too old to be on someone so young. Orion was always being so harsh on himself though. Even with the praise that Goku and Chi-Chi gave him, their quick little genius. Their shooting star. He would always give them a smile which was so sweet but look at them with eyes which were trying to hide the sadness within.

"Not really." Orion mumbled, pulling his knees close to his chest and resting his chin on them. The golden chains and hour glass with sparkling white sand still gleamed on his neck as it had done the day that he was found with it. The boy never seemed to ever take it off, if he ever did at all. "H-how much did you hear?"

Goku grinned to himself slightly as he drifted down through the air so he was the same height level as his boy. "What have you done to your hair? What is that stuff-" He reached out slowly touching it, only to pull his fingers back as the black stuff came onto his finger tips. "Shoe polish?" Goku chuckled gently shaking his head. "Come on-" He tried to reach out to clean it away but the boy only swatted his hand away, with his black nailed fingers.
"It's not funny!" Orion snapped, turning to glare.
"Orion, come on-"
"St-stop!" Orion shook his head, backing away from his dad's hands. "W-wait- STOP!" He snapped. Backing away and glaring with those eyes. "L-look at me!"

Goku became still with soft eyes and an impassive face and watched Orion glaring coldly at him.

"W-Why am I so different?" The boy pleaded quietly with large eyes, looking to the only man he knew who could possibly give him answer. Looking with such a need that Goku's eyes turned a little sad to see that desperation from his amazing boy.
"Because you're covered in shoe polish." He said gently.
"T-They called me a freak daddy-" Orion stopped himself from finishing the word as he always did. The boy never seemed comfortable with saying that word much any more since that day in the city when people had whispered about him. Goku had hoped that in the month since, that maybe Orion would have forgot or maybe not have been so affected by it. But his son. His smart little boy. That old soul which seemed to be cramped into a young body. Goku should have known not to put normal expectations for the boy. He was his son after all.
"Don't listen to what they say." Goku said gently, reaching out after cupping water in his hand and running his fingers through the boy's hair, revealing that perfect and crystal like white which seemed never able to be dirtied.

Orion turned his gaze away unable to hold the gaze, those sad eyes always bearing the weight of the world and such pain.

Goku just hummed softly to the song which had always calmed the boy down when he had been younger. Orion had never been more calm and content than when Goku had actually sang the lullaby from Tarzan the film of all things. But even now, it seemed to have some affect as the young boy's eyes softened and Orion turned his head fractionally, it let his father clean off the last of the shoe polish from the boy's hair and eyebrows.

The green canvas of trees around them from the giant trees began to cast a emerald glow around Orion's face, almost making his pale skin look porcelain white. The glow of sunlight gave the boy an heir which Goku always knew meant that when the boy grew up, he would certainly break a few hearts. "You know, your mommy and me aren't the only ones beginning to get worried about you." Goku cooed gently, sitting more or less on the air than the branch itself as Orion stared down at both of their reflections. "Gohan is beginning to notice too."
"Go-Go, knows. He's smart." Orion said softly, his voice never now raising above the sound of the river which now seemed to strangely move past gently, it's earlier harsh torrent forgotten, but all the while Orion's tone was almost like reverence with the way that he held over his older brother. Gohan was always the one that the boy looked up to. Goku was pretty sure that the boy had only taken his first steps and stopped getting held by his parents because Gohan had taken his first steps in front of him, after that, Orion had pulled himself to his feet, exclaiming to his 'Go-go', and trying to walk after his brother.

Yet still it just made Goku grin all the more, remembering when Orion had first begun to start speaking. He had never been able to ever pronounce 'Gohan', and instead had begun to call his older brother 'Go-Go', a nickname which seemed to have stuck with him, Orion only ever called his brother Gohan when he was annoyed, which had only ever actually happened once, and that was when the boy had demanded to be left alone after coming back from the city with Chi-Chi. "I'm sure that Gohan has felt like you too at some point." Goku said gently. "I know that at one point, even I did."

Orion's gaze snapped over to him, staring with disbelief out from those emerald eyebrow. "You always tell me to tell the truth."

Goku burst out into laughter and couldn't help but smile, only letting his gaze turn a little sad when Orion pulled into himself a little more and the first tear slipped from the boy's black shadowed eyes, catching more crystal clear than any drop of water ever could be. "But look at me." He whispered, sniffling quietly.

Then an idea finally clicked with him while he thought about that lullaby.

"I am Orion." Goku smiled slightly, grabbing one last hand full of water and sweeping it to get the last traces of black out of the boy's hair. "And do you know what I see?"

Orion's gaze slowly slid back over to him as Goku rested a hand on his boy's cheek for a moment before washing his hair through once more. "I see two eyes. Like mine." He wiped water through the boy's eyebrows, making the dark emerald gleam. "And a nose." He tapped Orion's making the smaller boy giggle slightly. "I see, two ears." He moved the boy's wild spikes of hair neatly back over them so his small face was framed a little better and wasn't hidden by that wild hair. "And, what else?" He smiled.

Orion, despite himself, couldn't help it as he remembered word for word what his father was doing, and where he had taken it from as he turned his gaze down to his laced hands, staring at the ink black nails which he had always had and the pale tones of skin, before he raised them and rested them against his dad's seeing just how small that they fitted against Goku's. "Two hands." Orion said quietly, smiling ever so slightly as he remembered when he had been ill, his dad had even taken the day off training to sit with him and read him Tarzan, then watch it.
"Close your eyes and forget what you see." Goku whispered gently, reaching out with one arm scooping his son up into it with ease. With the boy being smaller than Gohan, he still couldn't help but smile at how he fitted so well still against his chest. "What do you feel?"
"Your heart." Orion said gently, remembering as well as any film.
"And, now." Goku took the boy's hand gently, placing it over his son's chest. "What do you feel?"
"My heart."
"See. We're just the same." Goku smiled softly, watching Orion's eyes become slightly harder as the boy turned his gaze away.

He just pulled the boy closer to his chest and held him for a moment, watching as the river washed past them. "You don't need to look like me or Chi-Chi." Goku kept his voice soft. "You're my son and you are always going to be my son. No matter what ever happens, I'll always be there for you my son."

Orion slowly turned his gaze back to his dad.

"And no matter what else ever happens." Goku smiled. "I couldn't be prouder of you." He beamed even so Orion still seemed plagued by something. "Is there something else son?"
"I've been having bad dreams."
"You haven't got to worry about those." Goku whispered, tickling Orion and making the boy giggle. "If any big bad monster ever comes into your dreams, just imagine me there and I will come to save you."
"Okay daddy." Orion giggled.

Only after his father turned his gaze away from him, did Orion's eyes go back to their sad thoughtful look as he dived into his memory of last night's dream.

The dream of the tall white and purple man who had been singing to him softly in the dream with another lullaby like his daddy had. The same man he had a nightmare about fighting his daddy. The same white and purple man who had the same red eyes as him, who had stood in front of a planet while it had burnt and he had screamed: "WHERE. IS. HE."

Orion had woken up with those words still screaming in his ears as though he had been there.

Still, in his gut, he still had a worry that even if he did imagine his daddy there to fight the strange white and purple man... would his daddy be able to save him?

-Later-

It had been hard enough to watch from the sealed space pod as his father had been beaten down and been attacked viciously. He had been kicked aside by the strange man with long black hair who had attacked them, the man had just looked him over with a frown as though he was trying to remember something. But in the end he had just said: "Well Kakarot, taking in scum as well as keeping that pathetic excuse of a brat?"

Orion had wanted to do something! He had wanted to try and run out and stop the bad man from hurting his daddy! He had tried to run at the man and hit him, try and get him away from his daddy. But the man had only turned and hit him in the face with his tail, then grabbed him with Go-go and tossed him into the pod.

But now after the man had beaten his brother, and his father was on the ground next to the bad man, a hole in his chest and bleeding out. Orion was there, tears pouring from his eyes as his dad kept an arm around him. His father, the strongest man he had known, he had been attacked so bad. The evil man had hurt him so much. "Daddy! Please! Please don't leave me! Please don't go! I don't want to be left alone! Please!" Orion sobbed, something inside of him stirring in pain. It wasn't just the tears but something else felt as though it was igniting, a fire which he hadn't felt since those people had made him angry.
"G-Gohan? I-Is Gohan okay?" Goku whispered in pain staring weakly over at his two friends while Krillin gripped his hand in his own.

Orion just sobbed next to the wound.

He didn't even notice the tall green man with pointed ears staring at him with a new interest.

"Yeah. He's fine." Krillin looked over to where Orion's brother was out cold in Bulma's arms, probably exhausted, but nothing long term dangerous.
"G-Good." Goku whispered. "Chi-Chi w-would kill me i-if he was hurt."

With his last strength Goku turned his gaze back to his son. "Orion? You need to be a strong boy for daddy okay?" Goku's hold tightened around his son. "I promise you, I'll be back for you. I promise you... M-My." His breathe left his lungs just as he managed to finish whispering. "M-My boy."

Orion fell to his knees sobbing painfully into his daddy's chest, screaming out his daddy's name but at the same time.

He couldn't shake the feeling that he had felt a sad pain, this intense in a time before now.

Almost like he had felt it in a dream.

Or a nightmare.