Golden Anger
Prologue
This is the story of Gohan shortly after the battle with Cell. It portrays Gohan in a much more realistic light and I'm basically rewriting the saji-yinman saga (Gohan is 16)
and now onto the story.
Cell... Dead... Finished... Gone...
Gone...
Dad... Gone... Dead... My fault... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Gohan's mind raced and his powerlevel flickered higher and higher electricity flashing around him at an even quicker rate.
"Ummm, Gohan," Krillen said suddenly worried as his friend's powerlevel quickly rose higher and higher making his aura flash around him burning brighter and brighter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Gohan screamed his hair growing longer till it was hanging to his knees, his muscles bulging even more, passing level 2 he quickly turned SSL3.
"GOHAN!" Piccolo screamed trying to get though to his former student who was seemingly going berserk. "He's dead already! STOP IT NOW!"
"Aahhhh," Gohan sighed as his mind managed to take control again, if just for a second to drop him all the way down to normal. "He…he…he…" Gohan's breathing was the only noise, which disturbed the quiet of battlefield where Cell had met his end only moments before. Falling to his knees and then on his face Gohan fainted the mental agony of his father's death too much for his mind to hold.
As the Z-senshi took off toward their homes Piccolo charged himself with delivering the little boy who was not so little anymore to his mother. As he flew carrying his burden he couldn't help but remember the look in Gohan's eyes as he transformed yet again. The memory will live with me forever, Piccolo thought. Going from extreme rage to a cold look which cannot be described as anything but dead… Blinking several times and resolving not to think about it Piccolo flew on.
Prologue
This is the story of Gohan shortly after the battle with Cell. It portrays Gohan in a much more realistic light and I'm basically rewriting the saji-yinman saga (Gohan is 16)
and now onto the story.
Cell... Dead... Finished... Gone...
Gone...
Dad... Gone... Dead... My fault... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Gohan's mind raced and his powerlevel flickered higher and higher electricity flashing around him at an even quicker rate.
"Ummm, Gohan," Krillen said suddenly worried as his friend's powerlevel quickly rose higher and higher making his aura flash around him burning brighter and brighter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Gohan screamed his hair growing longer till it was hanging to his knees, his muscles bulging even more, passing level 2 he quickly turned SSL3.
"GOHAN!" Piccolo screamed trying to get though to his former student who was seemingly going berserk. "He's dead already! STOP IT NOW!"
"Aahhhh," Gohan sighed as his mind managed to take control again, if just for a second to drop him all the way down to normal. "He…he…he…" Gohan's breathing was the only noise, which disturbed the quiet of battlefield where Cell had met his end only moments before. Falling to his knees and then on his face Gohan fainted the mental agony of his father's death too much for his mind to hold.
As the Z-senshi took off toward their homes Piccolo charged himself with delivering the little boy who was not so little anymore to his mother. As he flew carrying his burden he couldn't help but remember the look in Gohan's eyes as he transformed yet again. The memory will live with me forever, Piccolo thought. Going from extreme rage to a cold look which cannot be described as anything but dead… Blinking several times and resolving not to think about it Piccolo flew on.