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Chapter Forty-Two
Gohan's Last Stand
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Gohan knew what he was doing was incredibly risky, attempting to defeat a God of Destruction on a planet that was just moments away from exploding due to the desolation of battle that had been inflicted upon it.
Probably didn't help that Gohan had lost control earlier and punched Buu through the planets core - but he didn't have time to dwell on such minor details.
His battle with Majin Buu was more fierce than ever before, made all the more critical from the fact that he knew he had to end it quickly for fear of being engulfed by the planets explosion. It wouldn't do him well to die again, as there was currently no check in station and no King Yemma to judge him. He wasn't even sure whether he would be able to cross dimensions and challenge Buu again. That would be all the more risky, as if he died when already dead, then he would cease to exist.
So that was the teenager's main objective, try to kill Majin Buu before he killed him.
Marvellous.
Their fists connected with incredible force as they fought high above the planet. They fired each other through the blackened clouds, and Gohan had to really concentrate on keeping Buu's power at the forefront of his senses, as the dark sky made it all the more difficult to see.
Though gradually, as the fight went on, the wicked Majin's screams grew more desperate and frequent, helping the teenager to pin point his exact location through the clouds and boot him across the sky with more precision.
He had to congratulate himself for his genius really, what with him able to distract the monster for so long, Babidi was able to put the controlling spell on Buu. Gohan could sense that he had weakened considerably, and he was quite surprised that his father and Vegeta hadn't sensed it. Though he reasoned that they were too injured and shocked at his display to take much notice.
However, Gohan thought as Buu's fist struck him once more across the jaw, the ancient beast was still going to be just as tough to beat.
The young saiyan allowed a bellow to escape his chest, powering his aura around him, the explosive wave knocking Buu backwards a few feet. Phasing out as the monster became slightly dazed, Gohan drove a spinning kick into the side of his opponents skull, causing him to scream in frustration.
"MASENKO-HAAAAA!" The teenager roared, the powerful beam connecting with Majin Buu's side and ripping straight through his torso.
The monster howled, clenching his fists tightly as the gelatinous flesh moulded back together.
Gohan swore loudly, phasing out and flying off into the distance, Majin Buu hot on his tail. He span wildly in the air, firing a white hot ball of energy towards the beast. Buu deflected it easily, growling in mirth as the teenager had disappeared from sight.
"MADE YA LOOK!" came an almighty bellow, as the halfling in question suddenly appeared behind the brute and delivered a bone quaking elbow strike to the back of his neck.
Buu hurtled towards the planet, the impact from where he landed causing another large crater to form in the earth. He glared up at the awaiting teen, blood and saliva dripping from his mouth.
"No fair…" He whined, stomping his foot heavily on the ground and causing another enormous tremor to rock the planet, "NO FAIR! NO FAIR!"
Gohan snorted, his tail waving behind him as he folded his arms across his chest, "No fair? I'll tell you what's not fair, the fact that I've got to keep coming back and kicking the shit out of you. How many times have we done this? I don't know, two, maybe three times? Be really helpful if you just rolled over and died if I'm honest."
"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" The monster roared, his fuchsia aura exploding around him.
The teenager sighed in distain, "And now we have this again."
"DESTROY! DESTROY! BUU WILL DESTROY!" He cried to the pitch black skies, lightening crackling around his aura.
Then, to Gohan's surprise, the wicked Majin began to grow in size, his muscles bulged and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Veins protruded from his skin, pulsating violently as Buu grew taller and taller, his enormous feet digging into the planet's surface.
An almighty roar shook the entire upper heavens, as the young saiyan was now face to face with Buu's gigantic eyeball. Pointed teeth grinned at him manically, as Gohan attempted to gulp down the lump that had suddenly appeared in his throat.
Of all the things he was expecting, he certainly wasn't expecting to have to face off an evil monster that was well over a hundred feet tall.
Buu emitted an earth quaking roar, causing the messy spikes of Gohan's dyed blonde hair to blow backwards from his face.
"Oh shit."
xxxx
The Lookout, Planet Earth
"What the hell does that damned brat think he's doing?!" Vegeta spat, as the rest of the group looked hopelessly at the crystal ball.
They were all healed now, thanks to Dende, Kibito and a bucket load of senzu beans that they had acquired from a rather flabbergasted Korin. The Lookout had never been so crowded, what with the Z-gang, hundreds of surviving warriors of the dead and all of the Kai's.
Goku looked just as panicked as the rest of them, as the newly giant Majin Buu aimed an enormous fist towards his eldest son, Gohan dodging it by just a fraction of a second.
"I thought he had a plan from the way he was talking," he sighed hopelessly, wishing he could help, but he was nowhere near back to full strength.
"Damn it, I thought Gohan had him there," growled Yamcha, "But despite his increase in size, Buu's strength and speed hasn't diminished in the slightest!"
"This is bullshit," Tien said angrily, "What's it going to take to beat this thing?"
Though no one spoke, The Supreme Kai looked especially irked by the situation. His ceremonial robes were in tatters and his eyes haunted as he stared blankly at the crystal ball. Another blast of light illuminated the glass, and Gohan's cries of anger filled the air, along with the manic laughter of Buu.
"We have to do something!" Chi-Chi cried suddenly, tears in her eyes as she grasped tightly onto Goten, "We can't just leave my baby to die at the hands of that monster again! Goku, help him! Please!"
Goku gave her a solemn look, but it was Piccolo that spoke.
"There's nothing we can do Chi-Chi," he stated boldly, "Gohan is the only one with enough power to stand up to Majin Buu."
She looked between the Z-Fighters helplessly, before cradling Goten to her bosom even tighter, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Don't worry Chi-Chi," said Videl, "I know Gohan can do it."
"V-Videl?" the ox-princess sniffed.
Videl smiled, her sapphire eyes aglow with determination as she looked towards the Z-Fighters, "I can't sense power levels like you lot. But call me crazy, I just know he has the power inside him. Don't ask me how I know, but I can just feel it."
"But sweet-pea," Mister Satan said gently, "How could you possibly-?"
"I believe you Videl," Lime cut across him, giving the girl a knowing smile as she held onto a still sleeping Gokuto.
"You do?" she blinked.
"Of course I do," the red head scoffed, shooting a glare at the others, "And it's about time you lot believed in him too. He might not know completely what he's doing, but that's Gohan isn't it? He always finds a way."
Goku smiled at the two girls, "That's right, he does."
"That's it you gigantic prick! I've had enough!"
The occupants of The Lookout averted their attention to the crystal ball, as Gohan's manic shouts echoed over the ancient sanctuary.
Lime winced, as another explosion sounded and Gohan's smoking figure shot through the air, "Well you know, eventually…"
"LIME!" Videl roared.
"What? I was just saying!"
Kibito sighed as the image of their supposed saviour stopped to give the greatest threat to the universe a rather rude hand gesture, before he was fired through the sky once more. His eyes averted to his master, who was still watching the fight intently.
Was this wild young saiyan really their best hope? Th answer to their prayers? He wasn't sure that he wanted to wait to find out.
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The Grand Kai's Planet, Otherworld
Gohan coughed, expelling the smoke from his lungs as he skidded to a halt. Majin Buu cackled loudly, his now deep voice echoing in his ears.
Damn it all to all that is holy! How could it have gone so wrong? He was certain he would be able to beat Buu eventually what with Babidi's spell. But noooooo, he had to get all cocky again, mess it all up and be completely helpless to fix it!
He yelped, dodging and ducking out of the way of the monster's enormous fists. How the bloody hell was he going to get himself out of this one? He just had to send his father and the rest of the experienced fighters away didn't he?! Well done Gohan, you arse. Buu wasn't letting up, it was like going head to head with a raging Oozaru, he could barely get an attack in edgeways, let alone fly high enough to attack without Buu striking him down before he had the chance.
Honestly, he couldn't be in a worse situation if he tried.
Then again, he wouldn't really have to try any harder.
Without warning, Majin Buu emitted a strangled cry, the power from his almighty breath sending the young saiyan spinning out of control. Then, out of the corner of his eye did he see deep cracks begin to form within the surface of the planet, hot lava spewed from the crevices and hit Buu's rubbery flesh, melting it on impact.
Buu cackled, as a loud rumble reached Gohan's ears. The Kai's planet began to shake uncontrollably, and the teenager depicted a sharp jump in Buu's Ki, when a massive explosion blasted across the heavens. The once beautiful planet imploded, time had ran out. Rocks and stray debris hurtled through the dark clouds, lighting up the darkness with an eerie glow.
Gohan yelled, gathering up his Ki and propelling himself away from the blast. Majin Buu screamed, too distracted by the young saiyan that he was engulfed in the explosion. The teenager ducked out of the way of the incoming meteorites, though several crashed into distant planets and caused even more destruction.
Gohan met the same fate as Buu, as explosions hit his body from all angles, the aftershocks causing him to spin out of control. He felt dizzy, his head reeling from the sounds of ultimate destruction. He faded in and out of consciousness, struggling to keep himself awake until he hit an oncoming rock dead on.
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The Lookout, Planet Earth
"GOHAN!"
The sudden roar startled the young boy out of his slumber. Son Gokuto blinked, his emerald eyes darting around him. The familiar faces of his friends and family were intermingled with some he did not recognise. They were on The Lookout, he realised, catching sight of Dende and Mister Piccolo who were staring intently at a glass ball on the ground.
He shifted slightly, his rapid heartbeat slowing as he found that he was safe in his mother's warm arms. Though, there was something wrong, the red head's eyes were full of hurt, he could feel her small Ki fluctuating wildly as she too was transfixed by the ball.
The young boy was about to call out to her, when a feeling of dread surfaced in his stomach. His father wasn't with them again, he was incredibly far away. He could sense his enormous energy struggling as some kind of natural force happened around him.
Gokuto gasped, his tail instinctively wrapping around his mother's wrist as the energy of Majin Buu flooded his senses. The monster was terrifying, even more scary than that evil man Checha who tried to kidnap him. Tears welled up in his eyes, why was his Daddy so close to him? It wasn't safe! Daddy needed to get away!
"Hush little saiyan, all will be well."
Gokuto nearly jumped a mile, as a cool voice entered his mind. He quickly looked around him, wondering who had spoken, and indeed if anyone else could hear the voice, when a light chuckle filled his mind once more.
"Do not fret young one, no one else can hear, only you."
"W-who are you?" the toddler whispered, confusion etched upon his features.
"All will be revealed in good time," the voice said calmly, "All you need to know is that you must not be afraid, I am here to help."
For some reason, Gokuto believed the strange man. His voice was almost soothing, musical in it's nature as he spoke again.
"You can feel your father fighting that monster can't you little one?"
Gokuto nodded, glancing up to his mother curiously.
"Don't worry, she can't hear you speak," he said with an air of amusement, "I have made sure that this conversation is just between us."
"Um, okay mister," he replied politely.
"Now, I want you to do me a favour Gokuto, I want you to think of the last thing you remember."
Gokuto frowned in hesitation, yet something about this strange man told the young boy that he could trust him. What had happened before he woke up? He remembered being on a strange planet with Mummy and Dende, surrounded by lots of Mister Piccolo's… an explosion… the pink monster Majin Buu… he hurt his Mummy!… the monster wanted him, yearned for him… then Daddy, Daddy was coming to save him… Buu attacked them… he remembered the sticky goop coming towards him… and then….
"Ah, ah, ah," came the voice, "Try harder Gokuto, think harder."
The toddler didn't know what he meant by that, he thought back to the tournament, how Daddy got hurt. He remembered playing with Bulla, talking with the nice lady with blue eyes and dark hair. He remembered the arena, how tasty the hotdogs were, how cool Goten and Trunks looked when they fought against each other… then, there was that dream… the dream of the monster…
A sharp pang rippled across his skull, causing the young boy to wince in pain.
"That's it, you're starting to remember…"
The sound of the monsters roar echoed around in his mind as he struggled to keep on thinking. He remembered his father dancing with the nice lady, he remembered meeting the strange purple man and his large friend who seemed to dislike his father. Then, he remembered how familiar the purple man looked… The Kai… The Supreme Kai…
Something clicked deep within his memories, pain exploded within his skull as The Lookout began to fade, the sounds of his family and friends disappearing and replaced with the familiar roar of battle.
Thousands of Years Before Age, Planet Sadal.
"Supreme Kai!" He roared, as the monster knocked his beloved creator and mentor through a wall of stone.
The temple his clan had built years before his birth fell into rubble, sending clouds of dust high into the air. The young prince gritted his teeth in anger, though he took some relief in the fact that he could still sense the Kai's Ki pulsating steadily from underneath the decimated rock.
This was all wrong, this was not the way it was supposed to be! It was not the way it was foretold!
If only he had reached the transformation like the Kai's wanted, Majin Buu would be dead by now. Bibidi wouldn't have found his home planet, and instructed the wicked monster to slaughter his family.
But no, he was too weak, he had failed to extract the Z-Sword from it's rocky prison. Perhaps Kibito was right, the sword was created by the Gods after all, and he was but a mere mortal. And now, he was too late. His mother and father, the King and Queen of the saiyan race, were dead. If only he had gotten back sooner, if only he had gotten stronger!
Bibidi's wicked taunts and manic laughter echoed around him, as his brother's in arms lay beaten and bloodied around him.
"No one can match my Majin Buu! Not even you Supreme Kai!" The wizard chortled, dark shadows cast across the battle field from the light of Buu's fuchsia aura, "What say you saiyan? The Kai seems to be quite fond of you. Though, I can't imagine why, when you failed to obtain the only thing that can beat my Buu!"
The young saiyan gritted his teeth, tears of frustration welling in his eyes. Though he would not let them fall, saiyan's did not show such weakness after all.
"Oh ho!" Bibidi cackled, "Don't look so down my boy! You will soon meet your parents in the afterlife!"
He growled, his tail swishing behind him angrily as Buu's screams reached his ears. The monster's Ki exploded as he careened towards him, yet the saiyan held his ground. Whether or not he had the Z-Sword, he would not fail his family, he would not fail his creator - he would achieve the transformation of the saiyan race, and he would defeat Majin Buu once and for all.
Age 774, The Lookout, Planet Earth
Gokuto gasped, feeling as though he was momentarily drowning from the memories that swelled within. He attempted to steady his breathing, his young mind confused at what he just saw.
"All will be revealed in good time young saiyan," The voice was back, eliminating the possibility that Gokuto had slipped into another dream.
"Do you understand now?" The mysterious man asked him, "The only way to truly defeat a God, is for another God to destroy him. Seen as the Z-Sword is an object created by the Gods, it is the only way for Majin Buu to be defeated now."
"B-but my Daddy can defeat him? Can't he?" Gokuto asked worriedly.
He chuckled, "Your father is incredibly powerful Gokuto, though he struggles with himself, perhaps in a lot of ways that are too complex for your young mind to understand. It is true that your father has all the power he needs, but he is scared Gokuto. He is too scared of his own failures as a person, as a son and father. He is brave, and selfless, but he is his own worst enemy. Son Gohan has too much pain and grief in his heart that will take time to overcome. Which is why he needs your help Gokuto. Your father has the power, he just needs to truly believe in himself. That, along with a weapon of the Gods, he will be able to destroy Majin Buu once and for all."
"B-but where is the sword? How can Daddy get it?" he asked.
"Oh Gokuto," he laughed softly at the boy's innocence, "You have known all along. Try to sense it little saiyan, cast your memories back to a place long forgotten by your dormant soul. Close your eyes, feel the power of the Gods running through your veins…"
Gokuto did as he was told, and as soon as he closed his eyes, did he feel as though his entire body was being propelled through a tunnel. His minds eye twitched in anticipation and excitement, violet skies surrounded him as his mind surged forwards and he was suddenly greeted with black clouds and rubble of a long dead planet.
"That's it, well done, almost there…"
A glint of metal caught his eye, and sure enough the image of the broken blade entered his mind.
"Excellent," The voice praised him, "Now send it through a rift to your father."
Gokuto blinked, "A what?"
The voice sighed at his childish manner, "Concentrate on your father's energy Gokuto, you must will the Z-Sword to your father. Remember when Buu destroyed the Earth? You willed yourself and everyone else to a safe place, and ended up in the Kai's sacred realm. You must do the same again. Wish with all your might now, you don't want it to end up in the wrong hands."
The little saiyan thought very hard, and soon enough the image of The Lookout came back to him, and he felt the familiar warmth of his mother's arms. The Z-Fighter's were still looking towards the crystal ball, though many of them breathed a collective sigh of relief.
He frowned, the presence in his mind long gone.
"Hello? Mister?" Gokuto asked aloud, his tail waving about him curiously.
"Gokuto! You're awake!" Lime exclaimed happily, tears shining in her eyes as she cradled him to her, kissing him all over his messy hair.
The young boy giggled at her touch, before he frowned, looking about him, "Mister voice man?"
"What's up sweetie?" she asked, "Who are you talking to?"
His eyes widened, realising his slip up, "Oh um, no one Mummy."
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Far Above The Heavens, Otherworld
Gohan floated there in the dark abyss of Otherworld. He was confused, dazed, not knowing quite how much time had passed, when he felt a rather annoying poke in his mind.
"Mummy I don't want to get up for school today," he mumbled groggily, until he felt a mental slap across his senses.
"Ow! Piccolo! What the bloody hell did you do that for?!" he growled, as the familiar presence of his mentor came into the forefront of his mind.
"Gohan," The Namekian spoke worriedly, "Are you alright?"
The teenager couldn't help but roll his eyes, frustrated with himself when he realised Buu had once again disappeared from his senses, "Just splendid Mister Piccolo, thank you for asking. Now, mind telling me where Mister 'Destroyer Complex' has gotten to?"
"Kid," Piccolo said sternly, "The heaven's have been destroyed."
Gohan blinked, bolting upright from where he floated, "Come again?"
"Grand Kai's planet, the Kai's sacred realm, everything Gohan," his mentor informed him gravely, "It seems Majin Buu decided to have a little fun destroying what was left after the planet exploded, though the dimension is still there. He disappeared after the blast, but it would be suicidal to think that he wasn't still out there somewhere. It's a wonder how you survived."
At this point, he would be willing to put it down to sheer dumb luck.
Just how many planets were going to be destroyed because of him today? Just how many lives had been lost, and for the most part forever? How many times had he put his own son and the rest of his friends in danger? Just because he had been too weak, too arrogant, too cocky to help them. What good was all this power everybody harped on about, when it never did any good for anyone?
"Gohan, listen to me," Piccolo started, the teenager's feelings too strong for him to ignore through their mental link, "Your father-"
At the mention of his father, Gohan started to chuckle darkly, catching his mentor off guard.
"You know, I was always afraid of becoming my Dad," he told him, "Mostly because I thought I never could."
Silence.
"And do you know what the worst thing is Mister Piccolo?" The young saiyan continued, his voice echoing through the silence of the heavens, "I ignored everything about him. His death, his presence after coming back for the tournament. Mostly, mostly because I knew I would disappoint him. You were right when you asked me how I would fair if another threat came to Earth, I wouldn't be strong enough."
"Gohan-"
"No Piccolo," he croaked, "It's not about power anymore, it's about me. My Dad, how could I fill his shoes? How do you become someone like him? That brave? I tried Piccolo, I really fucking tried. But I haven't changed. My body's grown, my power is beyond measure, but I'm still the same scared little kid that needs his friends to get hurt before he can step up to the plate."
"Gohan," another voice rang through his mind, causing him to start a little.
It was his father. Gohan gulped, had he been listening all this time?
"Gohan you are your own person," Goku spoke lowly, though the teenager could depict the raging emotion in his voice, "I realise that now. Vegeta and Piccolo have had to knock a bit of sense into me to truly understand. But I should have never, ever have made you go up against Cell that day. It was not a battle for a kid, even one with such amazing power as yours. I didn't think Gohan, and I am so, so sorry. I'm sorry for everything I put you through."
"But Dad I-"
"No son, listen," said Goku somewhat sternly, "I understand how you feel, you feel as though you made an awful mistake, but so do I. Everyone makes mistakes kiddo, but do you know what the best thing is about that? We learn from them. I just wished I had learned from mine a lot sooner."
"Dad…" The teenager whispered, his chest feeling suddenly lighter.
Damn it, who was cutting onions up here?!
"You have everything you need inside you to win this Gohan. The power, the knowledge, the heart. Just, just stop comparing yourself to me eh? Stop comparing yourself to any of us, Piccolo, Vegeta and even Majin Buu. You were the reason why we kept on fighting Gohan, you're the reason why everyone is safe here on The Lookout. I know it may seem easy for me to say, but don't give up son. Gokuto needs you, your mother, Goten, everyone."
The teenager sighed, his father was right. What would Gokuto think of him if he knew he was sulking rather than taking down the monster that had almost killed him?
"Gohan," came another voice, The Supreme Kai he realised with wide eyes, "I have lived for millions of years, and although I have had a lot of hard lessons to learn over my life, I know that I was not wrong about you. You are not a warrior Gohan, you do not thirst for battle and mayhem. Yet it is the reason why you were able to retrieve the Z-Sword from the stone."
"What?" he mustered, "But that doesn't make any sense."
"Oh but it does young one," The Kai chuckled, "A warrior fights for duty and honour, yet a hero - like you, fights when no one else can. A hero is someone who's presence automatically liberates others. They fight with their heart, not there heads, which makes them truly great."
The young saiyan gulped, his heart beating a little faster as he thought back to all those watching him on Earth. Then is father spoke again, softly that he almost missed it;
"Believe in yourself kiddo, just like I believe in you."
Gohan's chest suddenly swelled with a new found confidence, and he hurriedly wiped the wetness away from his cheeks with the sleeve of his Gold Fighter costume. His father was right, he just had to believe in himself. He could do it, hell, he had to do it! Thoughts of his family and friends swirled around in his mind as his white aura burst to life around him, lightening danced around his aura as the dark clouds dispersed away from the sky surrounding him.
"That's my boy," his father's voice whispered pridefully.
Though, as soon as the words rang around in his mind, did he feel a forceful tug at his senses and sure enough did the evil energy of the wicked Majin begin to pulsate from somewhere below him. Gohan gritted his teeth, it wouldn't be long before Buu pinpointed his location and the fearsome battle would resume.
A small feeling of dread suddenly wormed it's way into the pit of his stomach, "Now what?"
But there was no time to dwell, as Majin Buu's rip-roaring cry penetrated the air, and he was greeted with the sight of the maniacal beast bursting through the clouds and hurtling towards him at near impossible speeds. He was still as large as ever, parts of his face and skin melted from the numerous explosions that had befallen the heavens. Gohan panicked slightly, as the wicked God shot forwards so fast that the teen was forced to do nothing but dodge out of the way.
Gohan growled in annoyance, aiming a torrent of Ki blasts in rapid fire towards the beast. It seemed to slow down Buu for now, but did no real damage. He had to think! He was certain he was forgetting something. Suddenly, something shiny caught his eye and the young saiyan couldn't believe what he was seeing.
The Z-Sword.
What the bloody hell was that doing here? The blade was still snapped in two, his jagged edge glistening in the light of another one of Buu's rapidly building blasts. Even stranger, it was just floating there in the sky next to him.
But there was no time for questions.
Thinking quickly, Gohan grabbed the hilt of the sword, feeding his energy into the object so that a golden beam of Ki grew where the rest of the blade should have been. The teenager struck Buu's attack with the sword before he realised what he was doing.
A resounding clang echoed around what was left of the heavens, as the two beams connected. The young saiyan struggled against the attack, the hilt vibrating in his palms. Yet Gohan pushed his energy further into the blade, causing Buu's blast to careen off into the distance, exploding in a shower of fuchsia light.
Buu growled, his menacing eyes glancing from the glowing sword, to Gohan, and back again.
"Brat of Kai's," the monster seethed, his muscular arms twitching in agitation, "Buu will win! BUU WILL WIN! BOY WILL SEE! BUU DESTROY YOU!"
Without warning, the ancient beast fired himself towards the teenager, but this time, Gohan was ready. Spinning the hilt of the Z-Sword rapidly in his palm, he struck Majin Buu across the torso, creating bubbling gashes in his enormous chest.
All that training with the relic was certainly worth it, as Buu's energy blasts were parried quickly by the Ki blade, the teenager phasing in and out, striking and swiping through the air at Buu with so much precision and power, that the Majin was quickly beginning to slow down.
"Yes! That's it Gohan!" The Supreme Kai's voice rang in his head, "You're doing it! The power of the Z-Sword is too much for Majin Buu! Put as much power as you can into the blade! It does not matter if it is not whole, I'm certain it's godly powers and your combined strength will take him down! It is the way it was prophesied!"
"HAAAAAAAAAAA!" Gohan roared, jumping high into the air and slicing Buu so rapidly that the gigantic monster couldn't regain enough energy to fight back.
The young saiyan wasn't sure how it was working, but something within the Z-Sword was paralysing Buu. The monster in question was foaming at the mouth, the gargling sound that escaped him was almost satisfying to Gohan, as he sliced the blade clean across his throat.
"That one was for snapping my neck, ugly," he growled, as Majin Buu crumbled, his knees giving way as he floated helplessly in the abyss.
Though, Gohan's victory didn't last long, as Buu started to chuckle, his shoulders shaking with unrelenting mirth as an all out cackle erupted from his lungs. Gohan's eyes widened in horror, as the slices and holes in the beast's body began to reshape, moulding back together so that Buu was as good as knew.
"W-what?" The teenager gaped, the Z-Sword glowing between his palms.
"Stupid boy," Buu chortled, grinning madly at him, "It take more than broken toy to kill Buu. Boy need more power! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Gohan's eyes widened, more power?! But he was at his maximum! Where the bloody hell was he going to get more power fro-
"EEK!" He yelped, deflecting a long fuchsia Ki blade that suddenly erupted from Buu's palm.
"Fun fun!" Buu chortled, the enormous blade bigger than his fist, "Buu like this game!"
"FUCK!" Gohan cried, as the gigantic beam of energy came crashing down upon him again.
The teenager's aura was blinding, rapidly growing as he emitted his full power. Sparks flew between the two titans as the blades connected across the skies, sending tremors not only across the Otherworld, but throughout the entire universe too.
Those on Earth struggled to keep their eyes on the crystal ball, as ripples of enormous energy cascaded through the atmosphere, dispersing the clouds, causing earthquakes to shake the tower of The Lookout along with the cities below. Surrounding planets that had survived the explosion in Otherworld crumbled to dust, HFIL was in complete uproar as the battle waged on.
Gohan bit his lip as he tried to force the monster back, the metallic taste of blood hitting his tongue as a surge of electrifying energy escaped him and cascaded down the blade of the Z-Sword, causing Majin Buu to jump back from the lightening that struck his arm.
The young saiyan growled, his platinum blonde hair picking up in the raging winds as he flew himself towards the beast once more, charging him back with all the energy and strength he could muster.
But it was no use, Majin Buu was enjoying their 'game' too much. His laughter was really starting to grate on the halfling's nerves. An idea coming to mind, Gohan sliced the Z-Sword upwards, the force of the connecting blades forcing Buu back.
The monster was shortly met with an almighty blast to the face, followed by a bone shattering kick to the spine. Buu yelped, as Gohan phased out again, spinning fluidly in the air and aiming his blade towards the beast's chest.
But Buu was too quick, and once again blocked Gohan's attack with his own blade of energy, causing the epic duel to resume.
"Supreme Kai!" The teenager shouted, beads of sweat rolling down his brow as he swiped and sliced the sword, resounding clangs of the blades echoing in his ears, "I can't keep this up for much longer!"
SWIPE
Gohan ducked, as Buu's gigantic beam sliced over his head, "Help!"
"I-I don't know Gohan!" came the Kai's frantic reply, "You have the power! But somehow, it's just not enough!"
"Oh you think?!" he shot back angrily, their blades connecting once more.
CLANG
This was ridiculous. He had had a power boost from the Old Kai, a pep talk from his father and Piccolo, even The Supreme Kai! His friends and family were safe, and we're waiting for his impending victory. He had the Z-Sword, whose legend had stated that it could bring about the destruction of the most powerful foes the universe had ever known.
Gohan had even managed to persuade an ancient wizard to put a spell on the bastard to make him weaker! But still, there was no end in sight. No end to this horrific nightmare that had swept terror across the universe.
Just what was it going to take? He needed a sign! Something, anything…
Gohan yelped as he was suddenly fired through the air, the impact of Buu's blade upon his sending tremors throughout his bones. The dark clouds he hurtled through dispersed rapidly as he struggled to a halt, his vision suddenly obscured by a bright white light.
No. Fucking. Way.
His eyes widened, the swirling pure energy of the spirit bomb was right in front of him, still intact and pulsating with life. He couldn't believe he had forgotten about it!
More power Majin Buu had said? Well, he'd show that big pink bastard more power. An idea igniting in his mind, the teenager couldn't help but smirk at his amazing genius. That is, until an aghast shout sounded in his ears.
"Gohan, what are you doing?!" His father cried, as soon as he floated towards the enormous orb.
Gohan rolled his eyes, "What does it look like? I'm defeating Majin Buu."
"But son, you can't use the spirit bomb!" Goku shouted frantically.
"And why the bloody hell not?" he shot back angrily, "What did you call dibs on it or something?"
"Gohan, only those pure of heart can fire the spirit bomb," he reasoned, "Babidi was able to get into your mind remember? You're not pure anymore!"
The teenager sighed heavily, before his eyes hardened, "I have to try."
The desperate shouts of his father were lost on him, as he shut the man completely out of his mind. But that didn't mean that his senses were left completely undisturbed, as Majin Buu's screams rang around him.
Though Gohan refused to budge, and he all but lowered himself slightly so that he was situated just below the spirit bomb, turning to greet the evil destroyer. His onyx eyes narrowed into slits as the manic monster phased in front of him, his large head leering at the young teen.
"Boy give up so soon?" Buu asked devilishly.
"If there's one thing you should know about me by now Majin Buu, is that I don't give up so easily," Gohan glowered, clutching the Z-Sword more tightly.
Buu growled, swiping his fuchsia blade at the halfling.
Gohan took his chance.
At once, the young saiyan jumped high into the air, avoiding the white hot Ki blade by the hair of his tail. He raised the ancient relic above his head, concentrating with all his might on the swirling energies of his family and friends that resided within the spirit bomb. The white glow reflected in the monsters eyes as the energies of Earth fled into the Z-Sword, as Gohan drew on all the power he could muster, creating an enormous glowing blade with Gohan holding it at the hilt.
"Huh?" Buu blinked, before quickly sensing the swirl of great power that the teen held in his grasp, "What?! WHAT BOY DO?! WHAT IS THAT! THIS NOT PART OF GAME! BUU SUPPOSED TO DESTROY YOU!"
"That's just it though isn't Buu? Your biggest weakness I mean," The young saiyan spoke lowly, his aura igniting around him in a blueish flame, electricity surging all over his bruised and bloodied body, "All you know how to do is destroy."
The wicked monster glared at the young man in front of him, though confusion flickered in his fuchsia eyes.
"What I'm saying is that you could have all the power in the universe, destroy as many families, planets, solar systems as you wish," Gohan continued, the silence of the heavens causing his voice to amplify, "But you know something, there is one thing you could never destroy, no matter how much you tried."
"STUPID BOY! BE QUIET!" He roared, though the halfling seemed unfazed by his manic cries, "YOU FIGHT BUU!"
"Don't worry, I don't expect someone like you to understand," Gohan shrugged, his face aglow with the power of the spirit sword, "It's something that we on Earth share as comrades as we battle evil bastards like you. It's something that makes the worst of us turn over a new leaf and I don't know, make a demon king teach a little kid how to fight or make a grumpy old prince settle down and start a family. It's something that I share with my son, my family. Something I have with Videl and my best friend. It was the very thing that made you unable to absorb Gokuto fully, and it's exactly what this sword holds from all the spirits and energy of Earth. And it's something you, Majin Buu, will never have."
"WHAT?!" Buu cried, "WHAT BOY SAYING?!"
Slowly, the teenager smirked, "It's love Buu. Love."
The ancient being was infuriated, his power exploding with fury and hatred. His enormous body shook, his veins pulsated, struggling to break free of his vibrant skin that stretched over his bulging muscles. Then, he threw his head back, hot steam exploding from the steam holes in his head as he roared to the heavens.
"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
Gohan sighed hopelessly, "You need to find yourself a girl mate."
"FOOL!" Buu roared, raising his fist high into the air and bringing it down upon the halfling with enough force to completely squash him on impact.
Though, for Gohan, the hit did not come. And Majin Buu was only met with crippling pain that racked his entire body. He looked down hopelessly, only to find that the young saiyan had phased out in the blink of an eye, and had driven the spirit sword right through his chest, piercing the centre of his blackened heart.
"Too bad you'll never get the chance," came Gohan's smug voice.
Blood poured rapidly from the Majin's mouth as he choked, looking towards the halfling in utter disbelief.
"I mean, not that anyone in their right mind would want to shag you anyway," the teenager continued, his brow furrowing in thought, "Then again, I used to know this one girl that was into rubber…"
"GOHAN!"
"Oh alright, alright!" Gohan said, rolling his eyes as the collective shout of his family and friends echoed in his mind.
The young saiyan smirked at the horror struck look on Majin Buu's face, one hand still holding onto the hilt of the Z-Sword, whilst he raised the other in mock solute.
"Well, I would say it's been a pleasure Majin Buu, but you know, you did murder me and nick off with my kid, so you know, this was inevitable really," said Gohan, as Buu's throat began to fill with blood.
With that, the teenager withdraw the sword from the monster's chest, causing him to double over in pain. Dark purple blood flowed unforgivingly from the wound, though Gohan payed no mind to Buu's forthcoming shrieks of agony.
Instead, the young saiyan powered up as high as his Ki would go, raising the shining relic high above his head and connecting the blade with Buu's skull. Then, in one fowl swoop, did the teen slice clean through the monster's enormous body, the spirit bomb within the blade feeding into his flesh and exploding in a shower of incredible light.
Though Gohan knew he couldn't stop there, there was too much at risk if the beast were to have any chance of survival. He tucked the jagged dagger of the Z-Sword into the shoulder of his bodice, and with his tail flickering behind him, did he cup his hands together in a familiar stance.
"KA…MEH…HA….MEH…!"
He could still hear the monster's mangled screams, the spirit bomb disintegrating his flesh with every passing moment. But Gohan needed to go one step further, he would make sure this beast was dead, he would not make anymore mistakes!
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The blue wave erupted from his palms connecting forcefully with the swirl of light of the energies of earth, almost dwarfing it in size from the amount of raw power that Gohan pushed into it.
The skies grew even darker beneath his feet as the young saiyan continued to push on. He could feel the strain in his bones and muscles, pain rippled through his chest and stabbed at his heart. His scarred arm aching considerably, shooting pains running from shoulder tip to wrist. His lungs were burning from exhaustion, the strains of battle finally taking hold. Gohan gasped, his mind beginning to cloud as Buu's manic screams did not subside.
I CAN FEEL YOU SLIPPING!
The teenager growled, ignoring the haunting memories as the dark clouds around him started to swirl, bolts of lightening snapping and ripping across the entire heavens. He wasn't sure just how much longer he could hold on for, but he would die before he let Buu walk away.
That's it Gohan! Release Everything! Remember all the people he's hurt, the pain he's caused… NOW MAKE THAT YOUR POWER!
His aura grew, the Gold Fighter cape snapping off his bodice and disintegrating in the hot Ki, his tail thrashed around him wildly, his palms quivering as he pushed further and further, towards the deepest point of his new found power.
Something niggled at the back of his mind, a sudden warmth filled him, his head filling with the voices of his loved ones.
"Daddy!"
"Gohan!"
"Come on kid!"
"Damn it brat! Don't give up now!"
He wasn't entirely sure if they were real or not. But that didn't matter, as then, it was as if somebody had ignited a spark, and Gohan's Kamehameha wave grew even bigger in size. So big even, that Majin Buu could no longer withstand it.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Buu shrieked, his fuchsia aura crackling madly through the light as he tried to regenerate parts of his disintegrating body. He was loosing control, his power no longer a match for Gohan's.
Now's your chance!
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The ancient monster could take no more, the pure energy ripped through his very being, as Gohan gave one final push of his power.
The young saiyan roared as his opponent screamed, the monster's evil energy dwindling, faster and faster, until the blast shot through the space where Majin Buu had taken his final breath, flying off into the far reaches of the heavens, lightening up the dark sky as it streaked through the clouds.
Gohan panted, his aching arms coming to rest by his sides. His brain was fuzzy, but he couldn't tell if it was due to all the voices and memories in his head or the crippling exhaustion that had suddenly overcome him. His muscles groaned in protest, his bones shuddered, taking his memories back to a battle he had fought seven long years ago.
But this time, when he collapsed, falling backwards through the skies, his body worn and aching from battle, his father was there to catch him.
So what did you guys think? I am very happy with how this turned out! For those of you who think its a bit of a rip ff from Super, well there is some truth to that! Even before the whole Goku Black arc was a thing, I wanted to have Gohan use the Z-Sword to defeat Majin Buu and do a ki blade thingy. I felt like there was so much time and energy wasted on the z-sword that went without explanation and didnt make itself useful. I love Gohan having a sword, to be it makes him more badass. But then I had the spirit bomb, and originally I was going to have both Goku and Gohan defeat Buu - Goku throwing the spirit bomb whilst Gohan knocks it to Buu and then fires a devastating Kamehameha to end it once and for all. I did feel as though this was a bit of a cop out, and I really wanted Gohan to defeat Buu on his own, defeat his demons (mostly) and have the official passing of the torch from father to son. And then, well, Super happened and the spirit sword looked sooooooo freaking cool. So hey, sue me, its fan fiction! Hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did writing it :) Oh and massive Kudos to whoever figured out who the voice was talking to Gokuto ;) xx
