Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Chosen One ❯ Chapter Twenty-Six ( Chapter 26 )

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this kinda goes off-topic, but the main reason I write stories is because I want to write storylines and make characters for video games. What I would like to know is this: What would you think if this story could be made into an RPG-style video game? I know, due to copyrights and everything, it probably wouldn't happen, but let's just assume I could.

I've also tried to compile a soundtrack for this story, as if it were a video game. Call it Z-trax," if you will. They would also have videos to go along with them, too. Here are some of the songs:

Main theme - "The Only" - Static-X

Gohan's theme - "One of a Kind" - Breaking Point

Android 17's theme - "Live for the Moment" - Monster Magnet

I have a few more, but listing them here would give away parts of the plot not written yet. I will also accommodate any suggestions. Now, for the story.

The Chosen One

Chapter Twenty-Six

Gohan woke up and found himself in a room he did not recognize. It certainly was not his bedroom, his quarters on the ship, or the guest room in the Gabrian palace. "Where am I?" he wondered aloud.

"Good. You're awake." Gohan sat up and saw Android 17 sitting backwards in a chair. "You've been out of it since yesterday afternoon.

"This is the house of Siber's father. He offered us lodging, seeing as we were not yet ready to leave."

"Why aren't we ready to leave?" Gohan asked.

"Apparently some idiot thought our ship was a Roxian ship, so he blasted a hole in the hull," Android 17 said. "Bulma said it would only take a day to repair."

"Ah, I see," Gohan said. Just then, his stomach growled.

Android 17 laughed. "I know what you're going to ask. Don't worry, lunch will be ready in a few minutes."

***

Gohan finished up his meal. "Man, that was delicious!" he said to Siber's father.

"Yeah, it's been a while since I had one of my parents' meals," Siber said.

"Well, I'm glad you like the food," Siber's father said. "Gohan, may I speak to you for a moment?"

Gohan was puzzled. "Yeah, I guess so."

Gohan got up from his chair. Siber's father motioned for Gohan to follow him and led him into a different room.

"Gohan, I must thank you with all my heart," Siber's father began. "You freed my son from those demons, and you saved our planet from destruction. I owe you everything."

"Well, you're welcome, but it was nothing, really," Gohan responded. "I don't need any kind of reward."

"But I insist," Siber's father answered. "You see, I am one of the top commanding officers on this planet. I can get you almost anything you want."

"But I don't want anything."

"Very well, then," Siber's father responded, "how about the service of myself and my men when you need it? You may need more allies if you're planning on taking on the Roxian Empire, if it's for nothing more than covering your back."

"I guess that sounds all right," Gohan said.

"Good. Then it's settled." Siber's father assumed.

"Oh, I was meaning to ask," Gohan began. "Where are Vegeta and Broly?"

"I think they're still unconscious," Siber's father answered. "Do you want to go see them?"

***

Broly began to groan. Then his eyes opened.

"Hey, he's awake!" Gohan exclaimed.

Broly sat up and looked around. "Where am I?" he asked.

"Just relax," Gohan responded. "Everything's fine."

Broly turned to look at him. "You're the Saiyan I was forced to fight, aren't you?"

"Yeah, that would be me," Gohan said, somewhat abashed. "Sorry about that."

"No, you had no choice," Broly responded. "Those monsters were controlling me. I guess I should be thankful to you. What's your name, anyway?"

"I'm Gohan," Gohan responded.

"Gohan? That's not a Saiyan name," Broly responded.

"That's because I was raised on the planet Earth," Gohan explained. "My mother is an Earthling, and my father was a Saiyan who forgot he was a Saiyan."

"Hm," Broly said. "I see. So your father was sent to Earth to destroy it, but hit his head as an infant?" Gohan nodded. "Well, I understand how you survived our home world's destruction, but how did Prince Vegeta survive?"

"Frieza took him away from his father as a youth before he destroyed the planet Vegeta," Gohan answered.

"Frieza . . ." Broly looked off into space. "He was killed, wasn't he? Was your father the one who killed him?"

"Yeah," Gohan said. Of course, the truth was more complex.

"But I thought only a Super Saiyan could match his strength," Broly remarked.

"Yeah, that sounds about right," Gohan said.

"Wait, are you telling me that your father was a Super Saiyan?" Broly asked.

"Any Saiyan can become a Super Saiyan, regardless of their initial power level," Gohan explained. "You just had a head start on everyone else. Vegeta, his son Trunks, and my uncle Raditz are all Super Saiyans, too."

"But you looked different from Prince Vegeta and myself."

"There are stronger forms than that of a Super Saiyan," Gohan explained. "I have reached one of those levels. We call it Super Saiyan II. Oh, I almost forgot. I need to check on Vegeta. Make yourself at home, I guess."

***

Gohan walked into the room where Vegeta was lying. He saw Sephra and Trunks sitting by his bed. "Vegeta isn't awake yet?" he asked.

"No," Trunks answered. "In fact, it seems only to be getting worse. A few minutes ago, he seemed like he was in agony, so I called Sephra in to heal him."

Gohan looked at Vegeta, who seemed to be still. "So I guess it worked."

"No," Sephra responded. "My healing powers had no effect." Just then, Gohan noticed Vegeta's facial muscles tense. He began to toss and turn in his bed, teeth clenched and groaning.

"Oh, man!" Trunks exclaimed. "It's started again!"

"Wow. It's like when my father had that heart virus," Gohan remarked. "But he showed no signs of fatigue before our fight, like my father did."

"Sephra!" Trunks exclaimed. "Try to heal him again!"

Sephra put her hand on Vegeta's forehead and transferred healing energy to Vegeta. Again, Vegeta's body rejected the waves.

Gohan looked at Sephra, restraining himself from staring. "Will your healing powers help combat viruses?"

"I don't know," Sephra responded. "All I know is that they didn't help my mother's anemia."

"Well, anemia is a genetic illness, so I'm not surprised," Gohan said, "and I doubt your powers, which are meant to heal, will kill a virus. We'll need to take him to a doctor."

"Well, the doctors on this planet know nothing about the Saiyan anatomy," Siber's father said as he entered the room. "But the nearest hospital space station is about an hour from here. I guess you'd better get going."

***

The doctor walked out to where Gohan, Bulma, Trunks, Raditz, and Broly were sitting. "What's the diagnosis, Doc?" Bulma asked.

The doctor sighed. "Well, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that Vegeta is not suffering from a virus. However, we cannot treat him at this hospital."

"Why not?" Trunks asked.

"Vegeta's illness is magical in nature," the doctor answered. "We are unable to treat magical illnesses."

"Well, can you tell us who can?" Gohan asked.

"There is only one place in the galaxy that can treat magical maladies," the doctor said. "In the Arcturus solar system, there is one planet suitable for sustaining life. The people of the planet Arcturus have the ability to use magic, and they can heal your friend. From here, it should take about a day."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Bulma exclaimed. "Let's go!"