Chapter 2: Confusion
(The Watchtower, March 3rd, 2010. 8:12pm, EST)
Gohan
Hell
That was one word to describe how Gohan felt right now, he felt like hell. The sixteen year old could barely feel anything other than pain. He was in such bad shape, that the demi saiyan had not even attempted to get out of bed, or even open his eyes. He just wanted to fall back to sleep until the pain subsided. Besides, he was sure that his mother wouldn't mind him staying in for a few more hours, especially after the night he had.
Wait, how was the night he had? He remembered most of it, arriving at Capsule Corp. to celebrate Marron's birthday, the party, talking with Krillin and 18. And, most importantly, being named Marron's Godfather after a heartwarming speech from his 'uncle'.
'That can't be everything?' thought the bed ridden teen.
He felt like he was missing something. Who was he kidding? He was obviously missing something! He looked, and felt, like he had gone a few rounds against Vegeta in the gravity room!
'Wait, the…..gravity room?'
It didn't take long for this thought to trigger everything.
Suddenly, it all began to rush back to Gohan. In a split second, he began to recall everything that had happened. The earthquake, everybody being evacuated from the party, the black hole, his death! All of these things were too much to comprehend at once. Getting up, off of the bed, Gohan walked around the room towards where he saw his bathroom. On his way, Gohan took not of how cold his floor was. Strange, it was never that way.
Walking into the dark room, Gohan felt around his immediate area, unable to find his sink where usually was. Once it was discovered, he turned on the faucet above the sink. Letting the water adjust to an acceptable temperature, a thousand things began to go through Gohan's mind, as he ran his aching hands through his spiky hair.
'How am here, in my room of all places? How am I alive? Did I overestimate the black hole's power, was I able to close it and get out in time?" All these things and more were concerning Gohan, especially the fact that his sink was different as well! What had his mother done, redecorate his entire room while he was unconscious?!
Clasping his hands together, despite the protest his body had been giving for the continued movement, Gohan dipped them under the running water, letting them fill the opening in his grasp before splashing the cool liquid in his face. Gohan took a few seconds to stand and collect himself, still staring at the running water. He was being too over dramatic, he was alive! Broken and bruised, but alive nonetheless!
Taking a few deep breaths, Gohan looked up at himself in the mirror, admiring the numerous bruises and burns around his face and upper body. He didn't look much different from the last time he had seen his reflection, save a few dozen bruises. His hair was still styled as it was for the past five years, the same way as when he had exited the Time Chamber with his father, albeit in a much tighter and well maintained form. His clothing covered moth of his upper body, save for his arms, but this didn't upset the teen, he wasn't sure that he would enjoy the sight of more injuries anyway. Scratching his head whilst letting out a deep sigh, Gohan began to talk to himself.
"Sheesh, I got pretty banged up didn't I? Mom must have been having a heart attack, I'll have to go tell her that I'm okay." Stretching his arms out from his body, Gohan let a loud yawn escape his throat, as reveled in the feeling of streting out his stiff joints. "Right after I take a walk around the forest, I must have been out for a while if I'm this tensed up. Besides, I can go see Piccolo and have this whole thing explained to me."
With his mind made up, Gohan turned away from the mirror and began to walk back into the dark bedroom. However, a sound from the bedroom startled him. It sounded like a voice, was someone calling him? Gohan listened closely for the sound.
"In other news, Superman saved metropolis, once again, today. As he heroically stopped the rampage of notorious Supervillain, Parasite. The criminal's motives are still uncl….."
Scanning his surroundings for the foreign sound, it did not take Gohan long to find out it's source. After all, it was the only light source in the entire room. Gohan was surprised that it took him this long to notice.
Looking towards the upper-corner right hand corner of the room, Gohan saw, what appeared to be, a flat screen television. The TV seemed to be broadcasting the news from some where called Metropolis, but the city's name wasn't what bothered Gohan. No, it was the fact that Gohan never had a television in his room, his mother would never allow it! Finally taking a detailed look around his surroundings, what the halfling saw was shocking.
This room, a chamber would be a better word, was nothing like his own. Examining the space, Gohan noticed that it was covered from floor to ceiling in, what looked to be, solid steel. The room was absent of any natural light, the only source of lumination coming from the television. There were no windows of any kind, the only air flow appeared to be coming from a small vent on the ceiling. In terms of furniture, there were some oddities. Gohan noticed that, aside from the bed he'd awoken on, there were several monitors connected to his bed frame, as well as an I.V., which appeared to have been unused. Whatever was in it, Gohan was glad that it wasn't pumping into his blood at the moment.
His personal wellbeing now of crucial concern, Gohan looked down at his current clothing. His attire consisted of a white Tank Top, white sweat pants, and, if he were to look further, a pair of white boxer briefs. It appeared as if the clothing had come from the small open door way to his left, which appeared to be a closet, filled with similar outfits. While the clothes themselves did not bother Gohan, something else, very important, did. He did not own any of these items!
The shock of his situation had finally dawned on him, Gohan was not home, he was nowhere near home! Taking a step backwards, trying to get away from everything in the room, Gohan didn't know where to go. He took another step back, and another, and another. Gohan took so many steps back that he now felt a cold metal wall preventing him from moving away any farther. Turning around, Gohan was faced with a large metal door, however, when he looked for a door knob, all the teen found was a digital screen which displayed a number pad and the word "LOCKED" in big, bold, letters. This was getting scary, where was he? Why was he here? How was he here? These were all questions that Gohan needed to know the answers to. But, there was one that stood above them all, who had brought him here? Because, try as he might, Gohan could not sense any of his friends or family anywhere, but he did sense several, VERY large, powers nearby, and none of them were familiar.
(Watchtower, main computer/surveillance center)
Superman
Clark always enjoyed watching Bruce work, most of the leaguers did. It was like watching a machine; literally, all the dark knight did was stare at computer screens as he contemplated his thoughts. No-one knew why they enjoyed it, they just did. One time, Barry had suggested to several members of the team that, "…While we can't see what is going on inside Bat's head, we all know that it's something big." The man of steel supposed that Flash had a point, one could only imagine what went on inside the mind of one of the most intelligent men alive. Well, in most cases, currently every member of the Justice League was aware of man's current thoughts.
Who was that boy?
Batman
It had started out simple enough. After he and Robin had completed their nightly patrol of Gotham, Batman headed to the Hall of Justice, in order to complete his league duties.
Then, it happened.
Upon his entrance into the Batwing, the dark knight received an alert from the League's early warning system, signaling him that a large anomaly was detected just outside of Metropolis. Following protocol, Batman informed any nearby leaguers and headed towards the disturbance.
Upon his arrival, the hero was shocked to discover that Flash was not lying about the crash site. Lying in the center of a large crater was a young man, no older than the Flash's own sidekick, covered in, what appeared to be, burns and bruises of a ludicrous degree. Acting on pure instinct, the men chose to transport the boy to the Watchtower, where he could be properly treated, and kept watch over.
That was almost two days ago.
Currently, Batman was looking over everything the league had been able to uncover about the boy, which wasn't much. It was as if he had appeared out of thin air! The world's greatest detective was hard pressed to find out any personal information about the boy. So far, his finger prints have not had any matches; blood tests confirm no immediate family, and there were absolutely no missing person reports that matched his description. Looking towards one of the many computer screens in front of him, Batman took a glance at a small amount of the data that was known already.
Hair: Black, spiked up in an odd manor, appears to be natural. Requires further analysis.
Eyes: Deep brown irises, and pure black pupils. While brown is a common eye color, a shade this dark in nature is almost unheard of. Requires further analysis.
Physical Age: 16
Body type: Athletic/Toned. Total body fat = 0.24%. Not average for basic human ability, requires further analysis.
Letting a sigh escape his lips, Batman turned away from the screens. It would appear that this is all the information that could be gathered without information from the boy himself. Looking towards his observer, longtime friend and ally Superman, he decided that now was as good a time as any to inform the rest of the league of his progress, and potential theories.
"How's the research going? The computers don't seemed to have found much on the kid." Came the man of steel's expected question, he had asked ones of similar nature ever since Batman's investigation began. The Dark Knight simply kept walking past his friend as he answered.
"About as good as it's going to get without the boy himself. However, the computers don't show everything, Clark, you'd be wise to remember that I'm quite capable of gathering information on my own. Gather the team, we debrief in the meeting room in 5." The brooding man continued walking out of the room after issuing his demands to the kryptonian, likely headed towards the meeting room.
(League Meeting Room)
Majority of the league had been called into attendance for this meeting. A quick scan of the, board room esque, table would show that the only members currently unavailable were Green Lantern, Hal Jordan, who was currently in another galaxy on Lantern business; and Martian Manhunter, J'onn J'onzz, who had just been called back to Mars due to a "Family emergency" as he called it.
Waiting for the members to quiet down, and compose themselves. The Batman made sure that he had all of his information before beginning his address to the team.
"As most of you know, two days ago, at approximately 11:50 pm, our systems were alerted to some sort of Zeta beam anomaly."
The room remained silent, most of those present had already heard the story. It only being reiterated again in order dismiss any rumors that may have started b some of the more enthusiastic heroes.
*Cough* Flash and Captain Marvel *Cough*
"Flash, Superman, and Myself, set out to investigate the disturbance. Upon our arrival at said disturbance's landing sight, it was discovered that the subject of the anomaly was this boy." Using the Watchtower's, state of the art, technology, Batman summoned a holographic image of an unconscious Gohan, displaying it to the room.
"As you can see here, his injuries were extensive, and required immediate attention. Due to his deteriorating condition, and the circumstances under which we found him, we chose to bring the boy here for both medical assistance and to investigate the incident."
The league continued to listen as Batman brought them up to speed on Gohan's condition.
"You should all be glad to know that the boy has been stabilized, and looks to make a full recovery." At this point, many members of the league let out a sigh of relief. While none of them knew who the boy was, it still weighed on their minds to protect an innocent teenager. After a few seconds of silence, Batman continued, bringing up several more holographic images, this time of finger prints and microscope images of blood cells.
"However, there have been no leads as to who the child is, or where he came from. I have scanned all known databases, tested both his finger prints and blood for potential family matches in the system, and run his image through a global missing persons list, all of which have yielded zero results. As far as any government in the world is concerned, this boy doesn't exist." This statement brought confused faces to much of the room. If the boy wasn't from anywhere on Earth, then, where did he come from? Green Arrow was the first to voice his confusion.
"So, if we have no record of this kid, anywhere. Where did he come from? It's not like he could have just fell from the sky." Superman was the next to raise a question.
"Are you saying that he's an alien?" It was blunt, but most of those present would deem this a valid question.
Not bothering to answer their questions directly, the league looked on as Batman brought up two more holograms. This time, in the form of, what looked to be, the skeleton of a young man. One was, obviously, in terrible condition, with breaks and cracks all over his body, not to mention the organ damage. While the other image showed a completely healthy, and pristine, form. Batman himself highlighted the differences between the two.
"You see these fractures along the Humerus, the shattered Clavicle? Injuries like these were spread throughout the boy's body. His internal organs were in shambles, and he had lost a countless amount of blood. This X-ray was taken upon the boy's arrival to the Watchtower, two days ago, we had accepted the fact that he was not going to make it. The only contact made with the boy was to clean his wounds and patch him up. After that, we put him into one of the quest rooms, and hoped that he would survive." Turning the league's attention to the other hologram, the hero continued.
"This X-ray is from six hours ago. As you can see, there are no internal wounds, no broken bones, and very little overall damage. The only injuries that were found on the boy, were some superficial bruising which, at his current rate of healing, should disappear within a few hours."
Most of the league could only look on in shock. This was outrageous! There weren't many meta-humans with abilities to heal that quickly, but this boy had healed fatal injuries in only a few days! Curious as to what the Dark Knight was proposing, Black Canary spoke her mind to the group.
"What are you getting at, Batman. Are you suggesting that…"
"That guy is totally an alien!" Everyone's attention was suddenly turned to Captain Marvel, who had just yelled out his personal theory. Often the black sheep among the Justice League, Captain Marvel was known for his childish behavior. It was for this reason that the public adored him, but it was also the reason he was kept out of meetings of this degree of importance. The muscular man was now standing from his seat, finger pointing directly at the hologram of Gohan's body, with a nervous look on his face as he attempted to explain himself.
"Oh, umm. Well, it's pretty obvious, right? The weird arrival, the durability to survive all those wounds, and don't forget the Super healing! This guy… ummm, I mean, this kid, has got Alien written all over his face." The intensity of the stares being received by Captain Marvel did not let up, sitting back in his chair, defeated, Marvel was overjoyed at the sound of Batman's next sentence.
"While a bit overdramatic. " Said the Dark Knight, as he shot a cold, reprimanding look, at The Captain. "Captain Marvel shares the same theory as me. With the amount of information gathered, I can only infer that this boy, if he is one, is not native to Earth. This would explain the odd circumstances of his arrival in the crater, the extent of his injuries, and his amazing ability to heal rapidly. Unless anyone else has an opposing theory, I suggest that we proceed with the notion that we are dealing with a young, immature, super powered, alien, and that we must plan accordingly."
Superman
Being the only alien currently present among the group, Superman felt as though he needed to speak up. If the boy was, indeed, an alien, then the man was sure that he was scared and confused. What Batman was planning sounded more like a quarantine operation, rather than a way to help send the kid home. It was in everyone's best interest for them to remain calm, and not jump to any conclusions. The league didn't know how to handle the boy, but, honestly, neither did Superman. While they were both, likely, aliens, that was Clark's only connection to the boy, and it was well known that the Man of Steel was not the best with children.
However, even with all things considered, the kryptonian felt that his friends were wrong in this current situation, and he needed to address it.
"I'm not sure you're right about this, Batman."
"Pardon?" Bruce looked at him, confused, it was as if not going along with Batman's plan was an insult to the man himself.
"I mean that, until we ask the kid ourselves, this is all just speculation. Who are we to treat him any differently for what he may, or may not, be? I say that we send in Dinah, she has experience with kids, and is well versed in psychology. That way, we can question the kid, find out where he's from, and send him home. It's simple, the only thing we have to do is wait for him to wake up."
"I'm game; let me take a crack at him." Came Black Canary's response.
Wonder Woman was the next to speak up against Batman. "I second Superman's notion, all in favor?" After a resounding "Ay", echoed through the room, Batman had no choice but to reconsider.
"Then it's unanimous. Canary will be the one to question the boy, and find out his origins, upon his awakening."
Suddenly, a load beep was heard throughout the chamber. Looking at the Watchtower surveillance camera's Batman discovered the cause of the alarm. The boy was awake.
(Back inside Gohan's holding Room)
Gohan
He needed to find a way out, he needed to find out where he was, and he needed to find his family. Gohan's mind was filled with only these thoughts as paced around his room. He went about what he knew. He'd woken up in a comfortable bed, his wounds cleaned, healed, and bandaged. His clothes were changed, and he was given some sort of medical care. With these clues at hand, Gohan was able to make some small deductions, putting his hand to his chin, he began to think.
'If my abductors were hostile, it is likely that I wouldn't have been provided these accommodations; a bed, clothing, a washroom, and even a Television set. In addition to that, my injuries were treated, at least minorly, which indicates that they do not want me dead, or else they would have finished me off some time ago.'
Continuing his train of thought, Gohan observed the room once again. Everything around him was definitely man made. The sink, bed, medical equipment, his clothes, and the TV were all things found on Earth. He couldn't be off planet, or else the TV would not be playing a news broadcast that was obviously human, in origin. However, Gohan reasoned, it is likely some sort of recording of a TV drama or movie, because he had never heard of "Metropolis" or someone called "Superman".
'Sounds like something out of one of Goten's cartoons.' He reasoned. Pushing the décor out of his mind, Gohan chose to focus, solely, on his captor's, and their potential intentions.
So far, whoever was holding him was yet to make contact. This could only mean one of three things. One, they were aware of his power, and wanted to minimize damage that his potential attack would cause. Two, they were unaware of his power's and were simply observing him as he healed, Gohan's personal favorite. Or three, they wanted to break him. By leaving Gohan within this room, alone, for any amount of days or weeks, it was only a matter of time before he would lose himself.
Based on his previous observations, regarding the state of his body and room, Gohan was inclined to believe in option two. Hopefully, he will be able peacefully resolve any potential issues with his captors, and be able to return home without trouble. However, if things turned bad, Gohan was not sure if he would be able to leave this place by force. Most of the powers he felt weren't huge, but there were two that definitely posed a threat, should a fight break out. It was odd, these energies felt like nothing that Gohan had ever sensed before. Not only were they insanely powerful, it seemed as though none of the powers present had any sort of control over their Ki, save for one of the weaker ones'. This meant that Gohan was unable to get a completely accurate read on their abilities, for all he knew, each of the powers present were much stronger than he could tell! Even if he managed to defeat the two large powers, in his weakened state, Gohan would likely be overcome by the others with ease.
Deep in his thoughts, Gohan did not notice one of the Ki's movement towards his room. As a result, the saiyan was caught completely off guard, when a young, blonde woman entered his room.
"Woah!" Finally noticing her presence, Gohan yelled in shock, as he jumped backwards, away from the woman. Getting into a defensive stance, Gohan's look of surprise was quickly replaced with one of a hardened warrior. Staring down his visitor, Gohan's gaze never left the woman's eyes.
Black Canary
To say that she was surprised would be an understatement. Dinah had never seen anyone react as fast as this kid. Hell, SHE didn't react as fast as this kid. Whatever he was, the boy was quick.
"Above human level reflexes. Noted." Oh, she had almost forgotten, shame.
Now, reaching out to a kid was a very complex procedure; it required patience, intelligence, and comfortability in revealing information about one's self. Dinah, was prepared for all of these things when she accepted the role of questioning the boy. However, what she did not prepare for was the fact that, back in the meeting room, Batman, and the entire league, were watching everything she did. Normally, this wouldn't put much of a hindrance on her, but, when you have the Dark Knight making little notes, and comments, through an earpiece. You get a little bit distracted.
Trying her best to keep the world's most annoying detective out of her mind, Dinah directed her attention towards the problem in front of her. Said problem was a, potentially alien, teenage boy, who was currently giving her a death stare.
'His stance is pretty good, the kid's no amateur.' Thought the woman. She gave the kid props, even as experienced as she was, Dinah could not see a single hole in his defense, except a few that were left there on purpose. Yeah, the kid was, definitely, no amateur.
"Shows advanced knowledge of defensive combat. Canary, be on your guard."
Ignoring the little voice in her head, Dinah made no immediate movements. She made a point not to challenge this kid, or give him any reason to attack. Her first order of business was to talk, not fight. That being said, she was a little surprised when the kid spoke first.
"I don't want any trouble." Odd, the kid in the fighting stance didn't want any trouble? Putting her hands up, as a sign of peace, Dinah responded.
"Neither do I. I'm just here to talk, get things straightened out." It wasn't a total lie. She was here to talk, but mostly about finding information, she did want this situation dealt with, but, currently, it was not Dinah's main objective.
Surprisingly, a few seconds after she spoke, the teen visibly loosened. Dropping his stance completely, the boy now wore a stoic smile, almost the exact opposite of the glare he had shown Dinah only seconds before.
"Good, my mom would kill me; if she found out I had fought with a woman!"
Gohan
Gohan was surprised, to say the least when he first laid eyes on the woman. She was tall, blonde, attractive, and obviously an experienced fighter. Those were the obvious traits, for a deeper understanding, Gohan needed to observe her a bit closer. His eyes scanning her body, Gohan spotted several small details.
'She carries herself with confidence, and her left leg is slightly bent outward, while her right supports her weight. Hmm, if I was to get close, she could deliver a pretty mean kick.' However, Dinah's stance was not the only thing Gohan took note of. 'She's wearing some pretty odd clothing, definitely not a uniform, but still suited for combat. Then again, what type of person wears a collar, a one-piece bustier-leotard, fingerless gloves with a black jacket, stockings, and combat boots! I don't know what to expect from her, except, I feel like she can be trusted. Her eyes say it all, she's not here to fight."
It wasn't a hard decision. Early on in his training, both Piccolo and his father, taught Gohan how to read a person's intentions. It was a fairly simple feat, all Gohan had to do was observe the woman, the way she moved, acted, reacted, spoke. Each factor gave a hint at her intentions. However, it was her eyes that told Gohan what he needed to know. Through a person's eyes, their intensions are worn like a coat, during winter. His mind made up, Gohan dropped his tough guy act and reached out a hand towards the woman. His father had always taught him to give people the benefit of the doubt.
"Hi, I'm Son Gohan. Nice to meet you."
Black Canary
"Son Gohan. Gohan is a Japanese term for rice. If his name is Japanese in origin, that likely means that 'Son' is his surname rather than his given name. Refer to him as 'Gohan' for the rest of your conversation."
While Batman's little comments were getting to be increasingly aggravating, Dinah decided to listen to him on this particular point. If his first name was Gohan, she didn't want to be calling him 'Son' throughout this ordeal.
Taking his newly extended hand within her grasp, Dinah accepted the boy's handshake. Good, he was willing to be civil, and talk things out.
"Pleasure to meet you, Gohan. You can call me Black Canary, but my friends call me Dinah. I work with the Justice League." Thinking that her Superhero I.d., as well as her affiliation with the League, would give Gohan a sense of security. Dinah did not expect his next response.
As he scratched the back of his head, Gohan gave the woman a small laugh. Dinah didn't know what the teen found so funny.
"Wow, that's quite the nick name, never heard one quite like it. But, umm, what's the Justice League? Are you guys some sort of club?"
This was a cause for concern. While it wasn't surprising that Gohan had never heard of her before, there was no reason why he would be ignorant to the existence of the League. They appeared on news all over the world, defended the planet from all sorts of disasters, they were known from the richest places in the world, to the most recluse desert of the middle-east. She needed to find out where this kid came from, but not in a way that seemed hostile.
But first, she needed her train of thought uninterrupted. Reaching toward her left ear, Dinah pretended to adjust her hair while she disabled the communicator, effectively cutting off Batman from her thought process.
Now able to do her job properly, Dinah thought of a way to answer Gohan, without making him nervous. Currently, he was staring in her direction, his eyes innocently locked with hers. Dinah could tell that this kid was confused, but she needed to know why.
"Well, some people would call us a club. Our job is to protect people, Gohan, and we're pretty well known for our aid to the people of the world." She received yet another smile from Gohan, he was, obviously, unaware of what the League was. He scratched the back of his head nervously before giving her a reply.
"Really, you guys protect people? That's great! But, I'm sorry to say that, I've never heard of you before. Were you guys helping out with the evacuations of North and South city during Cell's attack, five years ago? I wasn't really around many city folk back then, so that might explain why your name doesn't ring any bells.
This statement was a red flag. Who was this, Cell? And, what attack? The league was never notified of any sort of global incident in recent years. In addition, while Black Canary wasn't an official member of the league back then, she still would have been notified of evacuations for two whole cities! She needed to play dumb, have Gohan explain to her, exactly, what he was talking about.
"No, I don't recall us having a hand in that, but, I only joined the League a few years ago. Come to think of it, I don't remember hearing anything about someone named Cell, wreaking havoc five years ago?"
Gohan
That was it. Gohan knew that something was off. Ever since their conversation began, Gohan had known that he and this woman were from very different places. His first hint came when she brought up her name and, her career? Gohan wasn't sure what to call this "Justice League", but, the way that Dinah spoke about it. She expected the name to carry weight in his mind, and was surprised when it didn't. Whoever they were, the Justice League were used to notoriety, meaning that, even if he was unaware of their existence, many people weren't. They were obviously native to earth, Gohan had already established his theory based on this room's technology, and Dinah's Ki was very human in nature.
The next piece of the puzzle was her reaction to Cell. Gohan was no fool, he wanted a peaceful interaction, but he also wanted answers of his own. After an attempt, by Dinah, to get him to give information about himself, Gohan retaliated with multiple questions involving areas he was familiar with, and a global catastrophe. This way, Dinah got information about him, and he was able to test her reactions and, as a result, learn information about her. The minute Cell was mentioned, Gohan could tell that the blonde was confused. Much like she did when bringing up the Justice League, Gohan intentionally hinted at Cell's importance to his past, though not specifically.
Once Dinah had asked him about Cell, Gohan knew that she was not from Earth, or at least his Earth. The time for this game of wits was over, Gohan needed to find out where he was, now. And, Dinah was his only chance at finding the truth.
Letting his shoulders slump, solemnly, Gohan looked up towards Dinah, neglecting to answer her previous inquiry about Cell. Taken aback by his sudden movements, Dinah perceived Gohan's motions as a potential threat and immediately slid into her fighting stance, ready to take town the teen, if need be.
"Hey! Calm down, no need to get antsy! Sorry about that, but, I think we both know, the jig is up. I'm no idiot; it was pretty obvious that you came here to question me." Remaining in her stance, Dinah replied.
"How'd you figure me out?" Questioned the crime fighter, she knew there was no use in keeping up the charade. However, she was impressed, while she wasn't trying her hardest to fool Gohan, it was no easy feat to see through her act.
"I had a very smart master as a boy, he practically raised me, so I picked up a thing or two. But, I really don't want any trouble. It has recently come to my attention that, I'm not where I am supposed to be."
He was telling the truth. Going over everything that had happened, Gohan could only think of one possible explanation for his current situation, and it was ludicrous! In all honesty, Gohan didn't want to believe it himself, because, if he was right, it was likely that he would never go home again.
"Oh, and where do you think you are?"
"It might sound a bit odd, but once I give you, and your friends, the full story, it will at least make some sense. *Ahem*. I think that I have landed on some random planet in the galaxy, different from my own, do to my entry into a black hole."
Now all he had to do was wait. Either this Justice League, will hear him out, or they will think that he's crazy. Personally, Gohan was hoping for the former.
Author's Notes
Sup, everybody. The name's KaosMoshpit, and I am your humble author for the time being.
Firstly, I would like to thank all those who took the time to review, follow, and favorite my story. It really means a lot!
Thanks to: Masenko56 (heavy inspiration to this story), innocentsmilehehe (my first critic, thanks btw), Actionboy 87, Drake202, DARK-ZERO-0000, Darkseid (guest), Hybrid Potato (Guest #2), Bkaa19, and Juxshoa. Much love people, much love!
Now, regarding one of the most important things in this story: Gohan's power.
I felt that I needed to address this topic from the very start of writing this story. Now, the first thing that I want everyone to know is, Gohan will not be an OP character! I understand that the DCAU is pitiful compared to the comics, in terms of character stats, and I intend to adequately adjust for that. To those asking me to "Not make Gohan a bitch", he's not going to be. However, I find no interest in writing a story where Gohan can kill everyone one and face absolutely NO opposition. Where's the fun in that? That being said, expect some great things from both Gohan, and the DC characters. I hope to keep you all so completely enthralled with my story, that you never want to look away!
Updates: My hope for update's is every 2 weeks at the latest, but no promises can be made. The only reason that I've gotten the second chapter up this fast is because it's thanksgiving, and I'm sick, with nothing else to do but Sneeze and write.
Thanks for reading, See Ya!