PREVIOUSLY

He put his hands straight out started to charge the most powerful ki balls that he possibly could. They had a blue colour, similar to his aura and he shot two out to hit the front of the tanks on the sides. The tanks flipped over and their cannons flew off.

The last remaining tank was now only ten feet away from him and it blasted him. Robin didn't feel it though and all it did was burn off his gi top. Robin slowly walked up to the tank and picked it up from the front and flipped it over.

At the sight of this, the rebels finally surrendered and some ran away. Robin could hear cheering in the distance but he suddenly felt his power leave him and he fell backwards and passed out on the ground. The last thing he remembered seeing though was a helicopter in the sky.

Chapter 11: The Hospital

Robin's entire upper body was burning, but not to the point that it was unbearable. He could tell that he wasn't in his bed at Gohan's place. He honestly didn't know where he was. He only woke up a few minutes ago but when he opened his eyes, he instantly closed them because it was way too bright.

Robin cracked one of his eyes open just enough to see and when he looked around, he could only deduce that he was in a hospital considering all the equipment in the room. He turned his head to the side and saw a curtain blocking his view.

'There's probably someone else behind that curtain. But why am I here? The last thing I remember is tanks and then a blue aura but after that I can't remember what happened. There's also a picture of a helicopter in my mind but I can't put everything together.'

Robin's thoughts were stopped short though when someone near him spoke up. "Ah, you're finally awake." It was a cheery somewhat high-pitched voice. Robin looked up and he guessed that the person in front of his bed was a nurse.

The person was a female but she looked quite young to be qualified for a nursing job. She looked maybe 18 or 19 years old. She had big green eyes and dark brown hair. Robin didn't recognize her at all. The girl started to blush and Robin realized he had just been staring at her.

"How long have I been out?" Robin asked her while looking around the room as it felt a bit awkward. "Not that long, only about fifteen hours. You were picked up by a news copter at around five yesterday and it's currently 8:23 am." She replied.

"Do you know if a person named Son Gohan was brought here?" Robin asked her as he felt too drained to sense for him. "Hmm... yeah he's right over here behind this curtain. Do you know him or something?" She asked him while looking at the person behind the other curtain.

"Yeah, he's my adoptive grandfather." Robin said back to her while moving to the side of the bed to try and get up. "Oh, well we didn't know that. We have no information on you besides your name as Robin. Also I wouldn't advise you to get up. You took a tank blast dead on yesterday." She said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I can handle it." Robin said as he hopped of the bed. He felt a little bit off balance but quickly righted himself and walked around the bed to go see how Gohan was doing. When he walked past the girl she squealed.

Robin turned around to see what was wrong but she was just looking at him weirdly. "What's that dragging on the floor behind you?" She asked while simply pointing at the floor. Robin looked down behind himself and realized his tail was unwrapped from his body.

"That's just my tail." Robin said while he tried to lift it up to wrap it back around his waist. He had gotten used to simply having it around his waist under his gi but he was currently wearing just his gi pants with a hospital gown on as a shirt. Right now though, he couldn't even find the strength to lift his tail so he just gave up and went to sit next to Gohan's bed.

Gohan was awake but he seemed somewhat dazed. Robin noticed the needle feeding a liquid into his blood and he guessed that Gohan must've been hit harder than it looked when it happened. "Good work out there Robin. The whole city seems to be talking about you." Gohan said.

Robin was caught off guard at this statement. He saw a radio next to Gohan's bed and that answered how Gohan would know. "Why are they talking about me?" Robin asked him curiously. "To the people, you saved their city and many of their people's lives. Everything was also captured on video by several news copters.

This worried Robin slightly as he realized how much he was already starting to rewrite history. But that's why he's been training. If it's possible for him to become the strongest fighter, maybe he could make sure things happen the way they should.

"Robin, do you think you could return home today and see how Goku is doing. I'm worried about him." Gohan asked Robin. "I completely forgot about him, but yeah, I'll go home later and make sure he's alright."

"Good, because I'm probably only getting out and going home tomorrow. Also, if Goku is fine, you should return to the city. I think they are holding a city-wide celebration and giving the remaining fighters medals. Leave Goku home though, he doesn't need to know about war yet." Robin only nodded at Gohan's wishes.

It was then that Robin's stomach rumbled. He found a nurse and got directions to the hospital's cafeteria and stuffed his face to his heart's content.

When he was done eating, he was given a t-shirt and then discharged himself from the hospital. There were a lot of people walking around the streets and there were a lot of celebrations happening. Loud music was playing everywhere and every person Robin walked by looked at him, and started to whisper about him.

He subconsciously wrapped his tail around his waist under the t-shirt he was wearing. He wished he could hide the bandages that were wrapped around his arms. He wasn't used to all this attention and he felt that he shouldn't be such a center of attention.

Robin was looking around for a quiet alley or somewhere to take flight since he felt most of his energy had returned after eating. He finally found himself in a quieter part of the city. He quickly found out that it was quiet because all the people here were around memorials for the fallen fighters and everyone was mourning.

It made Robin feel somewhat depressed and he felt bad about not being able to save everyone. However he was always one that understood that you couldn't save everyone no matter how hard you tried. Every war and battle has casualties. He felt that it's his job to lower the casualties but not necessarily save everyone.

Though he still felt guilty, he knew he would move on. He finally found himself at the edge of the city and he took off into the air since he couldn't sense anyone nearby.

He could fly even faster and easier than the day before and at the rate he's flying. He guessed it would only take about twenty minutes to get home.

I'm sorry that this chapter took so long to come out and I'm sorry that it's so short and kind of useless for moving to story forward. I just wanted to get something out. I've been having trouble finding the right way to word things and even though I know where the story is going, I still find it hard to write it.