Well, you waited and waited, and have probably forgotten what this story was about, but here it is... the next chapter of History of a Dark Saiyan. And let me say, arm-wrestling with writer's block is HARD!

Song lyrics taken from Evanescense's song Whisper.

I do not own DBZ or Evanescense.

Bulma bit her lip as the hovercraft came closer to where her scanners showed the four-star dragonball had been last. The signal had disappeared a while ago, and no one really knew why, though they all suspected that Piccollo had been killed. Krillen and Master Roshi both told her that the fighting was over… but Bulma feared the worst. Had Goku and Piccollo been successful in stopping Radditz? Had Radditz beaten them? Had Piccollo turned on Goku? Thoughts circled her head like a whirlwind as she tried to stay calm enough to fly the hovercraft. She could only hope for the best.

Catch me as I fall
Say you're here and it's all over now

The sensors showed that the last location of the dragonball on Gohan's had was less than 50 yards away. Bulma landed the hovercraft carefully and Krillen jumped out as soon as it touched down. Pulling a spare dragon radar from the console of the craft, Bulma followed him out, just to see a battle-weary Goku sitting on a rock in the distance. As she approached, she saw that he was holding the hat he had given his son, with a small gray stone on top. He looked up at her, and Bulma understood. Radditz had taken Gohan away… out into space.

Speaking to the atmosphere
No one's here and I fall into myself

Krillen looked around. "Goku… where's Piccollo?" he asked hesitantly. Even though his friend and his arch-rival had forged a temporary truce to destroy Radditz, Krillen didn't trust Piccollo as far as he could throw him… which wasn't very far.

Goku grimaced, then gestured to some rocks in the distance. Krillen squinted, then saw what looked to be… Piccollo's foot…

"He wouldn't listen to reason," Goku said sadly. "When Radditz left, he was angry. He had told me that, once Radditz was out of the picture, it would be him against me. I… I didn't want to fight him…not after…" he broke off, and Bulma saw that Goku's arm was very damaged. He was also holding his chest in such a way that suggested broken ribs. "It was a waste," Goku said angrily. "We could have used the dragonballs… but he wouldn't stop attacking…"

Krillen looked to Bulma before asking his next question. "Maybe we can get a space ship and follow them?" he asked. He was no genius, but he had a terrible feeling that Saiyan technology was probably a lot better than even the technology at Capsule Corps… and faster, too.

Scowling, a million thoughts flew through Bulma's head. How far had they gotten? How fast was the Saiyan ship? Where would they go? How could they track them? If they did find them, would Goku be enough? She didn't let herself worry about the last question… the fighters she had grown up with were always surprising her, especially Goku. She would just worry about the more practical questions… like just how far away Gohan was and if they had even a prayer of finding him.

Without saying a word, Bulma turned and headed to her ship. Inside the console was a small portable computer. Bulma entered in the necessary calculations, but knew she didn't have all the information she needed. What she needed to know was how fast that ship was. Racking her brain, she went back over everything Radditz had said on the island. He had said nothing about how fast their ships were… or how far away their homeworld was, Vegeta, had he called it? Only that it had been destroyed by a meteor, so they wouldn't be traveling back and forth from there any more…

This truth drive me
Into madness

"Okay," Bulma said to herself, hoping talking aloud would help her to focus her thoughts. "They don't have a homeworld anymore, so they could have their base on any planet, or any number of planets. That would be easy, if they go from planet to planet killing everyone… lots of empty planets to choose from. They sent Goku here when he was a baby, and just now got around to checking on him… but, they could have just forgotten about him, or expected him to come back on his own. But how…" then it struck her. "Of course!" In a flash, she jumped out of the ship and headed back to Krillen and Goku, who were sitting together silently. "Guys, I've got it!" she exclaimed excitedly.

I know I can stop the pain
If I will it all away

Goku looked up, a hesitant hope in his eyes. "What is it, Bulma? Do you know a way we can get Gohan back?"

"Well… I think I know a way we can try. Goku, do you know where your grandfather found you?" she asked.

Goku thought for a moment. "Not really… but I remember where we used to live, if that helps."

"I know exactly where Gohan found you," Master Roshi said. By this time he and Oolong had made their way to his pupils from the hovercraft. "He told me exactly where the ship landed."

Bulma nodded. "That's great! We need to get there as fast as we can!" she said.

Goku stood up, with a new sense of hope, and called for his flying nimbus cloud. "I'll follow you guys," he said. Quickly, the others ran back to the hovercraft, but Krillen paused for a moment and turned back to Goku.

"Hey, we'll find your son, Goku. Don't worry… no matter what it takes, we won't give up," he said softly.

Goku smiled at his long-time friend. "Thank you, Krillen," he said, and jumped onto his cloud. Krillen sped to the hovercraft, and soon they were off, hopefully, on their way to save Gohan.