I would like to apologize for disappearing for sooooooo long -_-, My last semester of college kicked my ass! O_O then I…*Drumroll* Graduated from college-Moved to a new house – Picked for the Disney college program :O and now I'm in FL! O_O so I spend a lot of my days at Magic Kingdom soul searching for the proper return of my story while eating funnel cakes and what not _, Please don't give up on me! I would cry and probably cry some more._. , I promised myself I would never be one of those authors to leave a story hanging so here I am! *Gets naked* Sorry…Here is the newest chapter of GONE! I hope you guys still read it and enjoy! Be inspired.

Ch.3

Dear Goku, You promised to take care of us and protect us, but you lied. I loved you so much it hurts me to know that even you could be a liar, I feel even more alone now….I can't stand the thought of being with someone who could hurt me like this. I trusted you more than anyone else in this world; What do I believe now? The last few months of living with you has been the most painful time of my life. Each day I looked at you I blamed you for what happen to Gohan. I could not bear to be near you, have you touch me or even look at me. He was everything to me and he was gone now..I am sorry Goku. By the time you read this….I will be gone too. You are not the man I loved, you're Saiyan now.

Goodbye Son Goku.

Each time I read the letter I could not bear the thought of anything around me. My wife and son were gone. I placed the letter on the sofa next to me as I stared into the wall. The sun was setting around my house….my house, that sounds weird. Tears start to form in my eyes..It had been so long since I held my son in my arms or kissed my wife on her small lips. Gohan was still being held captive by Raditz, this marked the 4 month anniversary….No matter how hard I tried I could not pick up his Ki, I felt so weak and useless. My son taken from me and here I sit, powerless to find him or help him, if he's alive.

With that last thought I needed some air, I walked across the living room with each ray of evening light hitting me as I walked by, it felt good to feel some warmth on my body even if it wasn't human touch. I walked along the path that I and my family so frequently used. A lot of the path had grass and weeds grown over it now, it was so dead here, a home for no one. I come here each day trying to figure out how it all went wrong, what I could have done to change it, or at least keep her here…

*Flashback to Chapter 2*

"Is he alive Piccolo?"…He looked me in my eyes.

"Yes, he was being carried by some large guy with long hair"

He was alive, I let out my breath and began to control my breathing more. Krillin and Bulma seem to be doing the same.

"So when are we going after this guy Goku?" Krillin my best friend, willing to lay down his life even when the future was dark. I laid a hand on his broken shoulder,

"I don't know buddy, but I'll let you know something soon," he gave me a nod in return. I hugged Bulma and thanked her for everything.

There I stood at my front door, alone. I wonder is she still mad at me? I walked into the house, mostly dark. I stubbled down the hall to our bedroom, she was asleep from what I could tell. Her back was against me as I slowly undressed and climbed into the bed. Her breathing was so slow. I looked over her head to see her pillow was soaked, probably from tears…she cried herself to sleep. I laid back with my hands behind my head trying to think of something to say,

"When did you get here?"

Chi-Chi spoke with her back to me, not moving a muscle. I looked at her stiff demeanor and her body language, she did not want me here. I climbed out of the bed, deciding it was best to sleep in the guest room when she spoke to me,

"Wherever you sleep tonight…..let's keep it that way" and with her words, I left the room.

The next several weeks were complete hell, we never said much to each other unless we were passing each other in the hall, a few "excuse me" and "sorry" for mistakes here and there. What did she want from me? How could I have prevented this from happening? How was I to know my son would be taken from us? She was cooking for one as usual at the stove, a nice little habit she had taken up lately. I couldn't stand to keep living like this, so I walked up to her and turn her around so she faced me and I pulled her in close as I could,

"What was I supposed to do? What could I have done?" She just looked at me with blank eyes, emotionless, nothing. She stared me straight in the eyes,

"Let go of me Son Goku" my saiyan side started to erupt…

"Or what? You're going to push me away? I can't keep living like this, everyday not knowing what to do or say to you? Why do you hate me for something I had no control over?"

I was holding her closer now, our foreheads touching, my lips were so close to hers I figured I should just take a kiss since she would not give it to me freely. I kissed her lips softly as she pushed against me..useless. I broke the kiss and she stared at me and whispered,

"Let go of me Goku, you're hurting my arms", I had just noticed I was griping her a little harder than I intended. However, being this close to her, the urge to take this further was becoming stronger and stronger; No, what was I thinking? Force myself on my own wife? Even with these thoughts, I grab her and pulled her in for another kiss, much harder now and more aggressive. Knowing the stove was on, I grabbed her and placed her on the kitchen table never breaking my forced kiss. I ripped her dress off in one swift motion leaving nothing but her underwear between me and my own personal goal. I started trailing kissing down her neck since her lips were dead against mine when I kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear, "Goku please…." At that moment I stopped; What had I done? I let go of her and walked out the front door into the dark night.

*Back to Present*

I sat at the very table where I was deciding to take my own wife, whether she wanted me or not…the sun was getting near the horizon. I found it hard to face each day without them, my world around me was dying and I could not stop it. My training sessions with Piccolo were at least getting me stronger, for what it's worth. We trained mostly at night, I seemed to be consumed by some sort of darkness so the daylight was my enemy now. I didn't want to train tonight, I wasn't in the mood for it. I wanted my family back…I wanted my son. I closed my eyes and covered my face. I didn't know what to do or who to ask for help. Everything seemed dark…too far gone for me to change. According to I was the strongest man in the world, here I sat…powerless. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a knock at the door. I slowly walked over to it, knowing my way through the house in the dark after walking in it for so long. I opened the door…..

*To Raditz*

"Wake up boy!", he yelled at a young boy who sleepily rolled over, Son Gohan was alive.

Sorry for the short chapter after such a long wait -_-But felt the need to end it here! Who's at the door? :O Who could be visiting Son Goku at such a time? And where is Chi-Chi all this and more when I update next week! Until then take care and be inspired, You guys have been great and I'm soooooo glad to have you as readers!