Welcome to chapter 3 of Haunting Past! I am seriously excited for this chapter since it has some more revealing events for Gohan's "other self", but I do have to say, this is the hardest fanfiction that I am writing so far. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 3: A Once Silent Grave

The first thing that greeted Gohan when he awoke was a semi harsh light; he figured it was from some kind of bedside candle. When he looked over, he saw that he was right. The second thing that he saw was his father's relieved but frowning face; Piccolo leaning against the wall behind them.

When the Namekian saw that Gohan was awake, he went out into another room. Gohan guessed that his mentor was going to alert the others that he was awake. He was brought back to the present situation by his father's voice.

"Gohan, why did you not listen to me?" Goku asked a hint of disappointment in his voice. He knew that this was coming; he knew that when he had flown out the door that he would get something of a speech from his father later.

"I needed to know," Gohan started to say, but stopped. He really couldn't remember what had first prompted him to go see what was left of his friend.

Just as he started to think about Tien, the gruesome image from before he had passed out came into his mind; causing him to sit straight up as he felt a wave of nausea hit him. Goku apparently knew this would happen, going over and getting a bucket from the other room in case his son would need it.

"Gohan, you know that you get the same results every single time. Why can't you just let it go?" Goku asked as Gohan put his head between his knees to try and stop the sick feeling. After a while, the feeling dimmed and he was able to lie back down again; the feeling of nausea had drained what little energy he had left.

"I don't know," Gohan whispered as he stared at the light made by the candle casting long shadows on the walls. He knew it was a childish answer and, even though he was eleven, could not come up with a better one. He knew it was dark outside since they had the candle burning; they always kept them lit at night, but barely in case the Tako could see them.

Suddenly his mind was filled with questions, but one of them stood out the most:

Did Tien go and die just to be with Chiaotzu?

Gohan knew that it was a selfish thing to think, but he just happened to wonder why Tien didn't have time to come back with the others. He thought of asking his father, but he didn't want to burden him with that question.

When he thought again back to Chiaotzu, forbidden memories that he thought he had locked away came rushing forth. He remembered that Chiaotzu had been one of the first victims of the Tako, dying to protect a group of people that had been attacked by the unknown creature then. Gohan felt nauseous again as Chiaotzu's dead body seemingly appeared in front of him. He remembered seeing the image when they had found the former emperor after the attack. Gohan leaned over the side of the bed and retched.

When he sat up again, he realized that his father had just come back from another room, looking surprised that Gohan had actually had use for the bucket. Lying down on his back, he noticed that his father just stood in the doorway with Piccolo close behind him.

"I torture myself too much, don't I?" Gohan asked his father with a sad smile. Goku only blinked in surprise before coming to once again sit beside his son.

"Gohan?" Goku asked quietly before continuing, "Did you ever think what would happen to the Lotus if the Tako would have found you… back there?"

Gohan frowned in response and Goku sighed, knowing his son hadn't been thinking straight. Goku remembered flying to wear his son had been and catching him before he had hit the ground. Gohan, of course, had blacked out so he didn't remember a thing, but Goku remembered feeling worried that the Tako had found him and that that might have been why his son had fainted in the first place. Even though Gohan waking up was a good sign, he could tell that his son was tired.

"You should get some sleep," Goku whispered to Gohan, even now seeing his son's eyes start to close. Gohan wearily nodded his head and closed his eyes, falling asleep just as the light went out.

Gohan stood silently with his father and friends at a somewhat marked grave. They had decided to go and burry Tien once Gohan had been strong enough not to fall down when standing.

Next to Tien's grave, another stood; the one for Chiaotzu. Once again, the question from days before came into his head, but he quickly discarded it, thinking that Tien wasn't selfish enough to do that. He looked over at the others gathered and then back at the grave, shedding silent tears.

Goku motioned that they should be leaving with a nod of his head. Gohan looked back one last time at the graves before flying after the others. All the while, one thought ran through his head,

May your graves rest in peace.

But he knew this would not be the case. The graves would not be silent; they would be angered at the deaths of their inhabitants, crying out for the blood that would be spilled to be theirs next.

Yeah I know, another short chapter, but at least it's a new record…. Kind of. This is the first day that I got two chapters out for the same fanfiction, so I guess you would call that a record. Anyway, please review (I know I didn't give you much time to review for the last one, so I understand).

-AnimeWolfGirl9