Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life of a Demon ❯ Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

"Capsule Corporation." Demon read to the sleeping woman in his arms. "All deliveries are done through security" The boy snorted. He would drop off his 'delivery' wherever he pleased.

Trying not to wake the woman in his arms, Demon walked through the gates. Considering that they were closed at the time he really walked through them, leaving them hanging broken in his wake. Ignoring the screaming humans who were rushing around him, Demon put up a shield and walked straight for the source of the high kis. While he was flying here, the kis had separated as some of the warriors left the building. Demon suppressed a smirk - not a wise move, leaving this place unprotected without knowing who he was. If he was a threat, which he momentarily wasn't, this building would be blown apart in an instant. Then again, he mused, it didn't really matter where they went - if he wanted the planet destroyed, it would've been in ruins a long time ago.

Demon continued walking. Humans continued shouting. It was a wonder that the female in his arms didn't wake up from all the noise they were making. Demon blithely continued on his way, ignoring any obstacles that dared to bar his path - people, walls, doors - anything that lay in his path was shoved aside.

If his hands hadn't been full and if he hadn't been so worried about accidentally blowing up the planet, Demon might've shut the screaming humans up - permanently. His rather sensitive ears hurt. However, his hands were full, and he was worried about accidentally destroying the planet, so he was forced to ignore them-for now. If they continued screaming when he left…

After a while everyone quieted down - they probably got orders from their superiors, or possibly just gotten bored with screaming. Demon didn't care. The kis weren't moving and Demon was getting closer. His sensitive hearing could already pick out the sound of screeching, and his keen sense of smell, which he tried hard to suppress, confirmed their location.

"Shut the fuck up, woman!" an irritated male voice was shouting.

"But Vegeta-a!" cried a shrill female voice.

"No, woman. You leave! NOW!" Vegeta, the male, sounded more than a bit irritated. Demon could understand the man's distress, though: he was probably just trying to protect his mate.

Without wasting any time trying to eavesdrop, Demon walked into the room that was generating all the commotion. It was a big room with a table, chairs, and a couch. The walls of the room were covered in bookshelves and there were also a refrigerator and a bed.

Four people were in the room, two of which Demon recognized immediately - he'd seen them earlier that day during his assignment. They were the owners of the two highest kis on the planet. The other two humans present were significantly weaker. There were three males and one female, all busy arguing - probably about Demon - when he came in.

Demon removed his shield and slowly made his way to the table directly in front of the humans. For a moment, he let his senses wander. He could smell them, each distinctly different, all carrying the spicy scents of fear and anger. He could hear their hearts beating and the blood pumping through their veins…

The male he'd first heard wasn't human. He looked like any other humanoid, except for his power level and the strange spiky hair, but the smell betrayed him. The scents on this man were complex, subtle, strong, and they didn't quite blend into the aromas of this planet. He was definitely an alien. Demon dismissed this as an insignificant detail, however - he could ponder on it later, after he got rid of the female in his arms.

The woman was short with blue hair and blue eyes. She had the weakest ki in the room while the male she was arguing with, Vegeta, was the strongest. He had the strongest ki on the planet. He had spiky black hair and dark eyes. He was the one that didn't smell human. The tall, scarred male was standing beside the shortest fully grown human Demon had ever seen.

Demon tried to put the woman on the table. He was far gentler with her that he expected himself to be. He took great pains not to hurt the woman, and made equally sure not to wake her up while he transferred her from his arms to the table. It was a challenge, considering his great strength and the death grip the woman had on him.

While he was busy with his task, everyone in the room stared at him in shock.

"CHI-CHI!," The blue-haired woman was the first one to recover. After taking a moment to look over her friend, she settled flashing blue eyes on Demon. "What did you do to her!?"

Demon sent her a powerful glare, growling deep in his throat, while letting them feel some of his power. Reddish tints were slowly starting to dominate the color in his eyes. The female realized her mistake immediately and started backing away, trying to hide behind her mate, who was more concerned with Demon's power level than his fierce glare.

Demon was getting ready to blast these people when the woman, Chi-chi, stirred. "Gohan," she whispered in a tortured voice. "Gohan," she repeated again, louder. "Gohan!," Chi-chi screamed and sat up, as if from an awful nightmare. Looking wildly around the room she calmed down a little after seeing Demon. She immediately got off the table and went for him, arms outstretched. This time Demon didn't step away, as she would have fallen if he had. Not quite sure how to react, he let her embrace him.

"Oh, Gohan!" she started crying again "It's really you!" she sobbed. "You're back!" she sniffled, choking slightly. "I thought you'd left me again…" she broke down into further unintelligible sobs. During this little scene Demon did nothing. He didn't move away but didn't hug her, either. The red color had bled out of his eyes, replaced by a light blue tint.

"I'm not Gohan." Demon said at last.

Chi-chi raised her head from her son's chest to look into his eyes. "Of course you are! Who else would you be?" She'd quieted down during the hug, but now she looked ready to burst out cry again. "You are my son!"

"I am not." Demon replied mercilessly, but nothing could convince the woman.

That was the last straw. Demon was sick and tired of it all. If the woman didn't want to believe him, then he would just leave. What did he care what some human thought? He tried to move away from the woman, but her arms tightened around him. It was more of a choke than a hug now, Demon thought. If he wasn't so much stronger than her, he would probably be struggling for breath now.

Demon really didn't want to hurt this creature who was so firmly attached to his chest. Over the years, Demon had lost count of how many people he'd killed, but for some strange reason he wanted this woman to be alive and happy.

"Fine." Demon's scowl was back, and his words were laced with acid. "How can I prove it to you?"

Chi-chi looked at her son blankly for a second, than happily smiled in acceptance. There was nothing he needed to prove - she already knew everything she needed to know. He was her Gohan. But maybe whatever he wanted to do would convince him of what she knew in her heart was true.

"I can run some tests for you that will show if you are related or not." The blue haired woman suggested timorously. "Let me get a sample of your tissues and the results can be ready in couple of minutes" After catching a nod from Demon, the blue haired woman shot into action. "Let's go to my lab so I can do everything properly." And without waiting for an answer, she strode out the door, assuming that everyone else would follow.

***

"It is Gohan!" Bulma's triumphant yell could probably be heard in outer space. Demon cringed at the volume.

The scarred man and the bald fighter were standing by the wall, and Demon stood by the lab table where the blue haired scientist was doing her job. Chi-Chi refused to let go of him, but for some reason the boy didn't find it irritating. Vegeta was standing behind his mate, ostensibly to protect her, all the while sending suspicious glares at Demon. Demon ignored everyone.

The short man had tried to start a conversation, but it was still born when he was on the receiving end of two fierce glares. The room remained quiet.

"It is Gohan!" Bulma was the one to finally break the strained silence. "It's him! Chi-chi was right!" blue haired scientist looked excited and intrigued. "It looks as if Gohan has been, um, changed. His DNA is altered, and I'll have to research it further - but it is without a doubt Gohan!" Bulma looked ready to jump up and down in glee. "I'm so relieved! I was afraid that he was some kind of very powerful and very evil monster who came here to kill us all, but it's just Gohan." Now Bulma turned to look at her friend, "I'm so happy for you, Chi!" Chi-chi herself looked as if she was about to float away, giddy to the point of lightheadedness. She couldn't find suitable words to express her bliss, so she simply beamed at her best friend.

Yamcha still looked as shocked as he had when Demon first made his entrance. Krillin looked as relieved as Bulma, and Vegeta had a darker scowl than usual.

"I wouldn't be too happy about this, if I were you, woman." With those cryptic words, Vegeta crossed his arms in front of his chest and turned away from everyone, though he still kept his attention focused on his mate and the newcomer.

"Congratulations, Chi-chi," Krillin couldn't keep the grin off his face, despite some lingering misgivings. "You found him!" Yamcha was too shocked to talk.

Demon was confused. Everybody was talking at the same time, congratulating his mother. His mother! He'd never thought that there was someone he could call that particular name. So, the woman had been telling the truth after all.

Now all the pieces came together in his mind. He had been born on this planet, probably as a human, then was sent in outer space by his uncle, where they took him in, altering and changing him to suite their purposes. This was his home planet and he had a mother.

It felt strange having a past, yet not remembering any of it. Was this what Kibito meant when the bastard said all his questions would be answered?

And yet, for Demon, this new development didn't change anything. After he finished his assignment, Demon was going back into space to get his revenge. And then… he didn't want to think that far. But for him, having a mother changed nothing - well, he probably wouldn't destroy this planet now... His mother!

But, she wasn't really his mother, was she? She didn't raise him, and she didn't know him. Would she accept him after finding out what he was? Probably not, and Demon didn't raise his expectations. He didn't care, of course. It didn't matter. Nothing did, except revenge.

The two females were already making plans for him to go shopping, whatever that meant, and what he would do with his life - as if they had a say in it.

After getting his emotions under control, Demon opened his mouth to say something, but Bulma interrupted him. She started by apologizing for not trusting him at first, then began the introductions.

'Yamcha, Vegeta and Krillin' she introduced the three males. She also called herself Bulma, mentioning something about being a genius.

"Gohan, I'm so sorry I didn't believe it was you! You really had us worried there for a moment. But now that you're back you have to tell us everything! You can live with your mother, but you have to tell us everything that happened to you, and I'll examine you more thoroughly later. I'm so glad it's you who defeated Cell. You're not some evil monster like we thought you might be. You're Gohan." The woman was saying the name as if it explained everything, as if this "Gohan" was a creature beyond sin and evil. "You did come from space, yes? How did you get here? How did you kill Cell? Come on Gohan, don't just stand there! We have so much to talk about, so many things to discuss! We have so much catching up to do!" Bulma looked as excited as ever, while the men tried to take in all her chattering.

"Oh no, Bulma. You are NOT getting your hands on my son! I want to spend some time with him first! Now that I have him back, he's not leaving my sight again. Not for any reason!" Chi-chi looked ready to cry again, and she clung tightly to Demon's arm, as if by letting go this would all become a dream.

Demon didn't know what to do. For the n-th time that day he was shocked speechless. The blue-haired wench expected him to let her examine him. She was happy he wasn't an evil monster? Whoever said he wasn't? Demon almost chocked just thinking about it. His biological mother had even called him an 'innocent little boy.' Demon couldn't take anymore. He threw his head back and laughed. Never, not even in the earliest years of his remembrance, was he called innocent. The whole thing was so wrong, so twisted - it took someone like him to find it funny. The humans in the room looked at him as if he were crazy, and Vegeta looked as mean as ever.

Demon's eyes flashed green for a moment. He couldn't stop laughing! He hadn't laughed for such a long time that it was worth coming to this planet for that alone. Me… Innocent!

"G-Gohan?" his mother asked tentatively. That snapped Demon out of his laughter and his eyes shifted back to his original blue. There were no lingering traces of laughter left except a smirk, but that couldn't be considered anything but evil.

"Listen to me, and listen well, because I do not intend to repeat myself. I might have been this 'Gohan' a long time ago - but not anymore. My name is Demon, not Gohan, not anything else." Slowly Demon gazed at everyone in the room, letting them read his seriousness in his dark blue eyes. Deadly silence enveloped the room. Every eye was now directed at Demon. He could smell fear again, though his mother and Vegeta did not carry the telltale odor.

"I did not kill Cell to save this planet." Demon informed them mercilessly. "I couldn't care less what happened to you sniveling humans." It was not completely true anymore - his views had shifted a bit in the last half and hour - but he wasn't going to tell them that. "I was paid to assassinate the android, and I did my job. Now I'm simply waiting for my paycheck to arrive, and as soon as it does, I'm going to get my ass onto my ship, into space, and away from this stupid planet. There are things I need to take care of." He didn't go into detail about what 'things,' and the spectators were mostly too scared to ask.

"I was genetically altered and trained to be a warrior. I am a creation. Someone's idea of a science experiment, you might say." to prove his point Gohan flexed his now elongated claws, jerked his tail, and bared his fangs for everyone to see. All of this was accompanied by a low growl that caused even Vegeta to shudder. "I will kill you all without a second thought, so don't get on my nerves, and leave me alone before I lose my patience."

After delivering his little speech, Demon turned away with every intention of just walking out, but his mother stopped him.

After everything he had said to them, after showing them that he wasn't human in any sense of the word, and after threatening to put an end to their pitiful existence, his mother still didn't want to let him go. She was crying, saying: "What have they done to my poor baby?!"

She was also coming his way, probably to give him another hug.

"Gohan, Please don't go!"

~Flashback~

"My name is June, what's yours?"

"Demon" he answered regretfully. Now the little female would realize that he wasn't a good playmate, as everyone else did.

"Really??? Wow! I wish I could have a name like that!" June replied immediately.

Demon was more than a little shocked. She liked his name. She liked him. She accepted him. She didn't shi away from a creature whose very name denoted evil. He couldn't believe it… After thinking about it for a couple of minutes, Demon decided that June just didn't know any better. He would have to explain it to her.

"Oh1 Your eyes turned blue again! I liked the green color better." She complained, but Demon ignored her comment.

"I'm a hybrid." Demon waited for some kind of a reaction from the little girl. After not getting any he continued. "Girls like you shouldn't talk to creatures like me."

"Why not?" June looked curious.

"Because I'm a hybrid." Demon sounded annoyed for having to repeat himself and explain obvious things to this girl.

"So what?" the girl looked thoughtful for a moment, then added, "what's a hy-bre-ed?"

Demon took a deep breath, mustering some patience. He was not the girl's mother to explain the rules of life to her. But he tried to anyway. He didn't know why, but he tried anyway. "A hybrid is a creature that doesn't have a race. We don't belong anywhere. Our blood lines are tainted."

"Is that a bad thing?" How could anyone be this naïve? Demon couldn't understand it.

"It is a very bad thing!" Demon said with a serious expression on his face adding a tiny, "trust me, I know," under his breath. "Your family wouldn't want you to associate with someone like me, so you better go." Demon was already turning away, assuming by June's silence that the little girl wasn't going to talk to him again.

"But I want to asso-ssi-ate with you." Demon turned back sharply to look at the child. She probably had no idea what the word 'associate' meant, but she looked willing to risk it. "I like you" added the little girl as if that was all that mattered. And maybe she was right. She gave him a sweet smile and grabbed his hand.

Demon went into shock again. The silence was deafening.

"Oh, your eyes are green again! I like them much better than when they were blue!" June was happy for some reason that Demon didn't understand. She swung his hand back and forth, and he didn't try to pull away. "Do you want to see my toys?"

She wanted him to see her toys. Demon didn't know what to do - laugh or growl. Even though he was no more than a child himself, barely an eight- year old according to the man who created him, he never had a chance to play. His life was never about games.

"No" was Demon's answer.

June looked a little hurt. Demon didn't like the way her eyes changed from playful-happy to subdued-lonely, so he turned his back on the girl and walked away.

"I'll look at your toys later, squirt." Demon called back without turning around, it was against his better judgment, but June's answer of excited laughter, though it hurt his ears, it warmed his cold heart.

Maybe, just maybe, he wasn't such a monster after all.

~End Flashback~

"Gohan! Don't leave me!" The desperate plea reached out to Demon, who just stood there, no emotions showing on his young face.

Am I? Am I such a monster after all?

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