Hey guys

I'm re-writing this story because I looked over it and I just couldn't leave it the way it was. I will be posting for the next two weeks because I am finally on holidays so I'm not doing anything. I know that the first part looks the same but it really is different so please read it and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN DRAGONBALL Z NOR AM I AFFILIATED WITH THE CREATORS. I DON'T PROFIT FROM THIS STORY.

Death. This world stinks of it. Rotting flesh, broken dreams and loss of sanity. The world has moved into a new age, an age of despair and death. The world has darkened so that creatures of the night roam the Earth at all hours and feast on the remains of the Androids destruction.

Androids, they are disgusting creatures. No one knew who created them and frankly nobody cared anymore, they were there now and discovering who was inept enough to create them was useless. In the beginning there was outrage at their presence.

"Who do they think they are? They can't do this!"

"Don't fret, the military will take care of them soon enough."

"People of Earth do not fear, I the great Hercule Satan, will vanquish these freaks and restore peace!"

That was in the early stages of the Androids reign, people were a united front against them and coalitions were formed. But it was all for nothing.

"Hercule is dead! Run for you lives, these beasts show no mercy!"

"The rumours are true folks, Hercule Satan is dead and Orange Star city is no more, this is ZTV's last broadcast."

Now the world cowers in fear, living in underground structures and feeding on all forms of life in order to survive, the world has been thrown into chaos and people had taken to sleeping away their lives, drinking themselves into a drunken stupor from dawn to dusk until finally their bodies couldn't take anymore abuse. Others have chosen to dedicate their lives to creating a warning system to alert cities of the Androids presence, this also included a retrieval team that would search the cities for survivors after the Androids became bored. These radio systems would constantly play in the underground civilisations and provided hope to the people who resided there.

Whenever an announcement would sound on the system to alert a city about the Androids and feeling of dread would seep into the bones of everyone listening and many would bow their head knowing that death was inevitable. However there was hope in the form of a lone hero, a fighter who was known as the Gold Fighter.

He first started to fight the Androids twelve years ago and many had found that a mere boy taking on the foes was ridiculous.

"What does he think he is doing? He's going to die!"

"Foolish boy, does he really believe that he is a match for them?"

But it soon became clear that this boy didn't believe that he could defeat them, from reports the boy would fight off the androids long enough for everyone in the city to be safely evacuated and would then lead them away from the city before disappearing. No one knew how the boy would know when the city was cleared but they were thankful for his help.

In the years that followed the boy would fight the Androids whenever they attacked a city and the people underground would cheer on his efforts. Twelve years later and that boy is now a young man who has become the beacon of hope for the people of Earth. They listened as the head radio broad castor would frantically describe the battle, relaying any injuries to both parties.

The entire population was horrified and disheartened when they heard that he had lost his arm a few weeks ago as he saved the lives of the fleeing civilians and another warrior.

His name was Son Gohan, son of Goku and ChiChi and Earths last hope.

Gohan sighed as he watched the clouds above him, cloud watching had become a hobby for the young adult soon after the death of Piccolo. Watching them reminded him that there was one thing that the Androids would never be able to strip away from the world, the sky. They could pollute it all they wanted but they would never be able to destroy it. It was a constant source of hope for him.

Lazily lifting his head from his position on the ground he sighed again and shook his head. Trunks was supposed to meet Gohan here for their usual training ten minutes ago and the lilac haired teen still hadn't arrived. Though he had only started to train Trunks six months ago Gohan could already feel the boys potential, even though Trunks still hadn't reached Super Saiyan yet Gohan knew it was only a matter of time.

Gohan tried to reach for the sky with his right arm but quickly stopped. He had lost his right arm in a battle with the Androids five weeks ago in an attempt to save both his life and Trunks'. Luckily it had worked but Gohan knew that Trunks blamed himself for the loss of his mentor's right arm and Gohan couldn't help but be annoyed that the teen was focusing on something as insignificant as an arm when they both had their lives. Gohan closed his eyes tiredly only to snap them open a moment later.

"You're late." He said gruffly as he pushed himself into a seated position before cracking his back. Turning around he saw Trunks, who had the decency to blush before glaring at Gohan

"Mum needed me to help her with that project she's been working on, you know, the one that you and her talk about all the time and refuse to tell me about." Trunks crossed his arms angrily in a typical teenage fashion. "Ring any bells?"

Gohan posed his left hand on his chin in a mock thoughtful manner before shaking his head. "I have no idea what you're talking about Trunks." The teen flushed with anger. "Look at that! You're all flushed Trunks, have you been getting into that crazy drinking water?" Gohan quickly closed the gap between the two and put his hand on the teens forehead, as if to check his temperature. "You don't feel hot, but you should still stay away from that water." Gohan chuckled at the growing fury on Trunks' face.

"Shut up Gohan!"

"Is that anyway to talk about your Mater Trunks?"

"When he is acting like a complete idiot I find it acceptable!" Trunks huffed before taking a few deep breaths. "Okay let's just get training." The boy went to move away from his mater when a hand shot out and grabbed him by the back of shirt and pulled him down to sit on the ground. Trunks gave Gohan a bewildered look.

"There's nothing wrong with relaxing Trunks." When the teen went to protest Gohan held up his hand to silence him. "I know that you want to train to get stronger Trunks but over exerting yourself is just as dangerous as not training. If you trained non-stop for days on end and then went into battle you would be exhausted and be more of a liability than useful." Trunks slowly nodded before he laid on his back to watch the clouds, closely followed by Gohan.

"Gohan?"

"Yeah Trunks?"

"Why do you watch the clouds so much?" Gohan turned his head and sent Trunks a curious look. "It's just that I always see you watching the clouds when you're not helping Mum or training. I know it's a stupid question-"

"It's not a stupid question Trunks." Gohan interrupted. "I watch the clouds because I know that it's the one thing that the Androids will never be able to take away from us." He turned back to look at the sky. "Because I believe that our friends are up there and are watching over us, including you father. I think that whenever it rains they're trying to cleanse the Earth of all the innocent blood spilt." Trunks smiled at the thought of his father watching over him.

BOOM

Jumping to their feet and ascending into the air Trunks and Goahn could see that Orange Star City was once again under attack. Fire was billowing into the air from old fuel stations and crumbling buildings. Luckily the two couldn't hear any screams for help so most of the inhabitants were prepared for the Androids arrival thanks to the warning system.

Gohan could feel anger building up inside of him and powered up some but not far enough to ascend to Super Saiyan. He sighed as he felt Trunks power up beside him as well. "Trunks, I want you to stay here so that you won't get hurt."

"What do you mean Gohan? You don't think I'm strong enough?" Gohan placed his hand on Trunks' shoulder and looked him in the eyes.

"I know how strong you are Trunks but if something happens to me today you're Earths last hope! You need to stay away."

"Even more a reason for me to go with you Gohan! This is the first time you have told me to stay behind and I'm not letting you go off to die like a dog!" the raven haired man sighed, this boy was just as stubborn as his father.

"Okay Trunks, but when I say run I mean run!" Trunks just nodded and turned back towards the city. He was about to take off when his world went black and he felt himself falling.

Gohan caught the teen before he fell and placed him on the ground. "I'm sorry Trunks but your mother would kill me if you got hurt." Gohan smiled at Trunks than took off towards orange City.

By the time that Gohan reached the city it was already in ruins. 'Damn they work fast.' Gohan continued to walk through the city, careful not to alert the Androids of his presence just in case there was anybody left in the city. He had learned early on to not trust his sense of Ki completely, even if he couldn't feel any source of life it is still possible for someone to still be alive, just with a very low Ki.

Gohan didn't even start when a Ki blast zoomed past his head. The Androids tended to get careless with their destruction and Gohan had learned not to immediately retaliate. Right now the two might not even know that he was in the vicinity.

Heading in the direction that the blast came from Gohan soon saw them in the town square. The two were carelessly throwing Ki Blast at different structures for enjoyment.

"I don't know why you even wanted to come to this city, it's been abandoned for years and there's hardly anything left to destroy." Eighteen said petulantly.

"Because destruction is destruction and that in itself is entertaining." Seventeen smirked at his twin.

"You're too easy to please."

"Says the woman who is easily seduced by clothing."

Eighteen turned angrily towards her brother. "There is nothing wrong-" Seventeen blinked as he heard the sound of a crashing building instead of his sisters voice, turning around he saw that Gohan now stood in her place and that his sister was now lying in the ruins of an old building.

"A sneak attack?" He snorted. "You didn't seem like the type." Seventeen quickly threw a punch at Gohan that stopped centimeters from his face, Seventeen smirked. "You didn't even flinch. I can still remember the time when you couldn't even see my punches coming at you."

Gohan growled and shoved the hand from his face. "It wasn't a sneak attack, you and your sister were too caught up in yourselves to even notice my approach. I remember a time when I couldn't even get within five hundred meters of you. Maybe you're losing your touch." Gohan brought his leg up and managed to clip Seventeen's chin with his foot before he plummeted to the ground.

'Damn! Forgot about Eighteen!'

"Stupid monkey thought he was better than us." Eighteen and Seventeen landed in front of Gohan, who was pulling himself to his feet. Gohan now stood in front of the Two Androids that had killed all of his friends. 'Oh Dad, if only you were here, you could defeat them.' The two parties launched at each other.

Trunks groaned from his position on the ground. His head felt as though it had been subjected to fifty of his mother's lectures. He opened his eyes and found himself on the ground of his and Gohan's training grounds. Sighing he closed his eyes again and wondered why he was on the ground. The teen gasped and quickly pushed himself off the ground, ignoring the pain in his head as he did so, and took off towards Orange Star city. Only noticing half way through his flight that it was distinctly darker than it was before.

"Ow! Damn they sure went to town this time." Videl mumbled as she made her way through the rubble of what used to be her home city. Debris littered the ground and it was impossible to find any small patch of even ground to walk on. Videl had made sure that the fight had been over before she re-entered the city so that she could search for any survivors that hadn't managed to escape the city before the fighting began.

The rain was making it exceedingly difficult to search the city as it caused debris to move and fall from its previous position, she had already lost the rest of her retrieval squad when a building had collapsed in on them.

Videl carelessly threw a piece of debris out of her way as she made her way to the town square.

"Ow." Videl stopped for a second, thinking that she had imagined the pained groan to her left. "Who the hell-?" Now Videl knew she hadn't imagined it and cautiously made her way towards the sound.

Stopping a few meters from where she threw and rubble and gasped. There was a man lying face down in a puddle trying desperately to get to his feet but failing miserably. Rushing forward she grabbed a hold of his arm and coaxed him into a sitting position. "Easy, you're hurt pretty badly." Videl rubbed the man's back as he hunched over and tried to catch his breath. After a few minutes the man finally looked at her. He had a long gash reaching from his right eye down to chin, lacerations covered his chest along with burns down his right arm.

"Thank you, I think that piece of rubble confused me a bit. I wonder where it came from?" Gohan looked around trying to discern what caused the offending object to hit him.

Videl blushed. "That was me." Gohan gave her a startled look. "I was trying to find any survivors and it was in my way so I threw it out of the way."

Gohan laughed as much as his body would allow. "It's a good thing you did, you probably wouldn't have found me if you didn't." He smiled even more when she blushed again. "I'm Gohan Son." He held his hand out only to pull it back after the pain shot through his arm. Videl sighed as she laid him down and placed his head in her lap.

"You shouldn't move around so much. You're already hurt."

Gohan chuckled. "I've had worse." He gestured to his missing arm. Videl gasped in recognition.

"You're him, you're the Gold Fighter!" She exclaimed absentmindedly running her fingers through Gohan's hair.

"The what?" Gohan asked confusedly, sighing as he felt her hand comb through his hair his eyes closing contently.

"You don't know?" He shook his head. "You're the guy that always fights the Androids. I always hear of your battles over the radio."

"Oh, I didn't know anybody knew about that." He said lamely as he opened his eyes and stared into her own.

"Everyone knows about you! You have saved so many lives." Gohan laughed and rubbed the back of his neck with the typical Son grin. Videl slapped his hand away.

"I told you know to move so much." The two sat in silence for a few moments, Gohan nearly falling asleep. "Videl Satan." Gohan looked up at her curiously. "You told me your name but I never told you. I'm Videl." She smiled down at him.

"Gohan!"

Startled the two looked up from their position to see Trunks speeding towards them. "You idiot! What do you think you were doing knocking me out and going off the fight them on your own?" Gohan snorted.

"Sorry Mum." He said sarcastically as he got up off of Videl's lap, ignoring her protest. The woman sighed and stood up as well. Turning to Trunks once more Gohan laughed and hugged the teen as best as he injuries would allow. "I knew you could make it Trunks."

"Make it to what?" Gohan grinned and pulled on Trunks' hair, showing the teen that it was a brilliant golden colour. Trunks gasped, "I'm a super Saiyan!"

"Yes, you are." Gohan moved away from Trunks and stumbled. Fearing that he would hurt himself even more Videl steadied him by grabbing his arm. "Thanks Videl." He smiled at her, Trunks coughed and motioned Gohan to introduce him. "Oh sorry Trunks. Videl this is Trunks, Trunks this is Videl. She found me just before you did." Gohan began to lean more heavily on Videl, so much so that Trunks came to steady him more. "I'm just going to rest for a bit." He welcomed the darkness that overtook him.

Trunks sighed and maneuvered his masters body so that he was carrying him on his back. "I'm going to take him back home." He shifted Gohan awkwardly on his back. "Would you like to come? I can come back and get you if you want?"

Videl smiled. "I have my own ride, I can use that." Trunks nodded and took off, after telling Videl to head to the old Capsule Corporation building.

Trunks landed outside of the once beautiful Capsule Corporation. It had now been half reduced to rubble. They had been forced to move to the underground labs that Bulma's father built.

Trunks rushed into the building and made a beeline to the underground labs, his mother had been spending more time in Lab four working on her project so he made sure to knock on that door. "Mum!"

"Trunks how many times do I have to tell you not to yell in the house?" Bulma stormed out of her lab, grease covering her face and hands before stopping short in front of the two. Quickly assessing the situation Bulma ushered her son into the nearest lab and put Gohan onto a stretcher.

"Can you help him Mum?"

"Yes but you need to leave Trunks."

"I can't leave!"

Bulma grabbed her son firmly by the shoulders and steered from the room. "Trunks you don't need to see this." She said before shutting the door on him.

"Damn it." He slid the floor, knowing that his mother would be a while.

Hey Guys as said before I am rewriting this story just because I looked back on it and just cringed.

Anyway let me know how it is

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