Secrets and Revenge

He watched the family interact in their daily routines. He’d been here only a couple days and as promised a violent snow storm had swept in and dumped well over four feet of snow in the area. Sitting in the warmed kitchen he watched Gohan and Goku play a game of checkers. Gohan was winning…. Shovri smiled to himself as he watched the boy. Two days he’d been living here; interacting with this family, they mostly accepted him talking and asking questions allowing him to be a part of their family.

Personally; he hated it. The whole “family thing” pissed him off to no end. It disgusted him to watch a pure saiyajin like Goku act like a human. Chichi constantly harping on them both for various reasons. Gods, he thought. That bitch never shuts up. She’ll be the first… that’s for sure. He had a mission and he was boto cto complete it. Come hell or high water.

His mission was simple. To kill Goku his family and to destroy this planet. Not that hard really; except he hadn’t counted on Goku\'s son.

Gohan… the boy fascinated Shovri. He was kind, generous, innocent and highly intelligent. Shovri could feel himself physically responding as he watched and thought about the boy. They had spoken frequently when in his room, talking of many things; music, art, books, television, nature and such. Shovri often used his Psi to manipulate the boys emotions or mind; making the boy want to spend time with him. He could sense in the back of Gohan\'s mind that the boy sensed something wasn’t right but was unable to grasp quite yet what was wrong.

“Ha, beat you again dad.” Gohan\'s triumphant giggle broke Shovri from his thoughts; he focused on the here and now, again sneering as he thought about how close he was to his target and his prize. He would do it tonight.

Goku\'s laugh echoed in the warm kitchen as he started to put the game away. “Okay.. okay.. so you beat me again. Still can’t beat me at fighting! “ Goku grinned and turned to Shovri. “You must be bored out of your mind here. I’m sure the snow will clear up in a few days though and you can be on your way.”

Shovri shrugged and brushed a hand through his hair. “It doesn’t really matter; I’ve quite enjoyed the past few days. Gohan and I have bonded quite nicely, haven’t we boy?”

Gohan nodded and looked down, his wariness coming off of him in waves; at least to Shovri’s senses. Gohan murmured softly. “Yes sir, we’re… friends.”

Shovri smiled and patted the boys leg under the table, then rested there. He watched as Gohan stiffened then went utterly still. The boy not so innocent, knowing what was happening . Gohan swallowed and looked at his father who was currently heading towards the cupboard to put the game away. Shovri smiled at Gohan and murmured in the boys mind, >

Gohan whimpered softly and suddenly stood up, brushing past his father so roughly it nearly sent Goku into a wall.

“Whoa! Hey son where you going??” Goku\'s confusion was evident.

“Just… I was gonna go check on Piccolo.” Gohan\'s curt reply, he gave Shovri a scared look as he tried to pass the man in the small kitchen without touching him.

Chi chi\'s voice suddenly cut into the room. “I don’t think so GohaGohan. Piccolo is perfectly capable of caring for himself. You don’t need to be out in the snow and cold. Especially for a thing like that. Its your bath time anyways. C’mon now, I’ve got the tub filled and waiting.” She pointed to the stairs.

Shovri watched all this with interest. He knew about this Piccolo. How close Gohan was to the creature, and how devoted the god damn thing was to Gohan. That was another little problem he’d have to clean up as well. He had yet to see the Namek, but he knew it hung around the area; he’d sensed its things power on several occasions. Snorting softly to himself, he smiled warmly at the boy as Gohan walked past him again.

“Have a nice bath Gohan, I’ll see you at bed time…” Shovri watch the boy pale and throw a desperate glance at his father. > He smirked slightly as he sent that thought into the boys mind as Gohan pelted up the stairs.

Turning back to Goku and Chichi he made a show of yawning. “I have to say, I am tired.. this snow is quite depreg ang and making me want to sleep more… is it always like this here?”

Chichi shook her head as she sat down next to her husband, a mug of tea in her hand. “No, not normally. This winters been somewhat harsher than normal. Your lucky you came along when you did; you’d have frozen to death.” She took a sip from her mug, Goku nodded in agreement.

“Chichi’s right. I was out this afternoon, and saw several animal carcasses frozen in the snow. It was highly frigid.” Goku tipped back in his chair, placing his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling.

Shovri nodded to both and smirked faintly* “Yes, very lucky indeed. I seemed to have found a haven… “ He let the words trail off, not wanting to come off as overly sappy. Both Chichi and Gohan nodded a bit.

Shovri sighed inwardly, tired of this charade. He had a mission to complete and to be quite honest, being so close to Gohan was driving him nuts. He should just kill the woman and Goku now...but no, he had to wait… just a little longer.. he still had to get some rmatrmation out of Goku, about the dragonballs. He had to find out where to obtain them, how to summon up Shenlon, but he had to find a way to ask without arousing suspicion.

He was about to ask Goku about the dragonballs when he heard Gohan descending the stairs; he grinned faintly to himself as his eyes followed every movement of the boy. God, he thought as he watched Gohan sit quietly next to his fa; to; tonight... I\'ll toy with him tonight.. see how he reacts...I have to toucm..Sm..Shovri shook his head a bit and focused, forcing his emotions to calm, for now.

Chichi smiled at Gohan and ruffled his wet, spiky nearly uncontrollable hair. \"There nice and clean, how about a bed time snack hmm? I think we have some ice cream.\"

\"No, thank you mom. I\'m not very hungry. I just wanted to sit with you guys a while before I go to bed.\" Gohan smiled faintly, though the smile didn\'t reach his eyes. Maybe that was because his eyes were on Shovri.

Chichi looked at her son oddly, but let it slide. He wasn\'t quite like his father when it came to eating. Goku shrugged and yawned. \"I\'m heading to bed now, I\'m hoping I can fly to Master Roshi\'s tomorrow to ask a few questions.\"


Shovri listened quietly, again using his telepathy to mind probe Goku. He quickly gained all the information he needed on this Master Roshi, among several other names that popped up. Shovri filed all this information away then stood. “Well Goku, Chichi, I do think its my time to turn in. Shall I tuck Gohan in for you?”

He could feel Gohan\'s fear well up in the boy, the fear only turned Shovri on more. He smirked faintly as he manipulated Chichi and Goku\'s mind. >

Chichi nodded and smiled. “Sure, go ahead and take Gohan with you, I trust you to tuck him in properly.”

Gohan started to speak up, his features near panicked. Shovri quickly entered the boys mind. >

The boy lowered his head and slumped a bit his thoughts echoed in Shov min mind. >

Shovri grinned and slipped an arm around Gohan\'s shoulder and steered him towards the stairs. >

“Goodnight mother, father.. Love you” Gohan spoke softly, he stood rigid as Shovri pushed the boy up the stairs. Goku and Chichi both cluelessly said their goodnights.

They both made their way up the stairs in silence. Once in Gohan\'s room he firmly shut the door and twisted the lock on it. Gohan stood by the window, looking for all the world like a man headed to his execution. Shovri motioned with his hand and lowered the blinds; causing the child to jump a bit. Shovri smiled faintly at the boy.

“Now, that we’re alone and that I’ve made sure your parents will not disturb us… why don’t you get a bit more comfortable, hmm?” He watched Gohan shift from foot to food nervously, reading the child\'s mind so easily. He clamped down on the boys power, effectively shutting off his access to the thing that made him saiyajin. He noticed Gohan wincing a bit and look a bite pae panicked.

“You promise to leave my family alone?” Gohan looked up at Shovri as the man approached him. Shovri merely nodded. Little did Gohan know, that at that point and time, Chichi was starting to feel ill. She was currently downstairs feeling dizzy and sick to her stomach. Shovri again nodded and smiled.

“Our little secret Gohan.”

n whn whimpered softly, his hands twisting the shirt he wore repeatedly. Shovri reached out to touch the boys cheek, causing Gohan to flinch. He grabbed the boys face and jerked him roughly up off the floor lifting the boy up to eye level. Gohan\'s eyes widened, he struggled to grab onto the arm that had his face. Making slight choking sounds as his feet kicked off the ground.

> With that, he flung the boy onto the bed, as Gohan hit he gave a startled cry. >

Gohan turned onto his back, scrambling to sit up. Shovri telekinetically shoved him back down. The boy whimpered pathetically as he was shoved back down. “Why.. why are you here. You came here for a reason! I know it. I could tell the first day you came. What do you want…if you can play mind games, you can just take from our minds and leave!”

Shovri snickered as he listened to the words, slowly peeling away the monk like robes revealing a bare chest, pair of pants and a definite Saiy tai tail. Gohan stared with wide eyes as Shovri undressed. “Your… saiyajin, like dad.. and Vegeta.. is that why your-“

Shovri snarled and slammed down on the boys stomach with a fist, causing him to cry out in pain. >

Gohan watched Shovri with a mixture of fear and fascination. Pinned on his own bed, he could hardly do more than that. Shovri felt what Gohan felt, heard the boys thoughts. He was doubtful, confident in his fathers power to stop Sh fro from hurting them all… but then… he also thought that if Shovri could cut off his power, what was to stop him from cutting off his fathers? The boy closed his eyes and whispered; “ I promise. Just don’t hurt them.”

The man again smiled and nodded, he sat down on the bed, turning Gohan over starting to rub his back. He could force Gohan to enjoy it.. but changed his mind. He liked hearing his pets cry. So, he used his psychic power to cut off Gohan\'s power, and hold him down a bit, but otherwise, the child freefree to do as he pleased.

Gohan whimpered again, his hands twitching a bit as Shovri took his time to rub the boys back in a slow motion, taking the care and time to rub knots out of the muscles, making his way down from the shoulders to the lower back. Once there he removed the boys shirt, revealing light, perfectly unmarred skin. Shovri sighed as he took in such a perfect sight. He bent over to lightly kiss the skin that was presented to him. >

Gohan moaned softly in fear, his stomach clenching, fighting the urge to retch. Just hurry, he thought. Hurry up… and do what you have to… make it be over soon… He wanted to cry out, to cry for his father, for Piccolo, for anyone. He gasped as Shovri’s kisses trailed from between his shoulder blades to the small of his back. “No, please-“ the plead was cut off as Shovri dug a knuckle into the boys kidney, making him cry out in pain.

Silently, Shovri continued to kiss the boys back, one hand resting rop rop him up on the bed, the other massaging the back of the boys legs. He wanted to take his time and enjoy, savor the moments. He tenderly licked beads of perspiration off the boys back, eliciting another cry from Gohan for him to stop. Again, Shovri caused Gohan pain, this time by mentally pinching the nerve endings in his arms. > He released the nerve endings as soon as the words were spoken. After all, he didn’t want his toy permanently damaged… yet.

Gohan fell silent, with the only exception being his raspy breath coming in short quick pants of fear. Shovri sat up, stopping his ministrationd ted tenderly removed the rest of the boys clothing. Only then did Gohan begin to cry softly, his fists clutching the blankets beneath him. Shovri moaned in nearly uncontained pleasure seeing the naked form laying on the bed. His body responding quite acutely at the sight. His hand strayed to his own crotch, he rubbed himself lightly through his pants, while his other hand traced lazily down the small back to the buttocks.

The large saiyajin man massaged the small butt cheeks, tenderly for several minutes. Then with an evil sneer and a laugh clawed at the flesh with his nails, drawing blood with each slash. Gohan cried and attempted to thrash as Shovri cut up the skin, but he had a firm grasp on the boy telekinetically. He continued to scratch and draw blood for several long agonizing minutes, taking utter pleasure in the way Gohan fought from crying out and failing miserably. Each cry from the child nearly broke Shovri’s restrain from simply taking the boy there and then. No, that would come later. Not tonight, but soon enough. He just prayed he had the self control to be gentle enough so as to not kill the boy as he’d done to boys in the past.

Gently, he forced his hand between the boys legs and lightly brushed his fingers against the child\'s small genitals. Sending a shudder through Gohan and causing a moan to escape from his own lips. Gohan whimpered continuously.

“Stop, please stop… I don’t like it. Just stop.. please… I won’t tell if you just stop…”

> Shovri chuckled coldly into the boys mind, his hand lightly massaging the small sac and then tracing towards the shaft. He moved his thumb back to probe the boys anal opening, pressing, prodding.

Gohan\'s cries slowly turned into sobs at each touch, each move. He squeezed his eyes shut tightlis cis cheeks and pillow wet with tears. Suddenly his eyes shot open as Shovri pushed his thumb inside of him, causing him to scream in pain and shock.

For my family, for my family, friends, for them. For mom and dad. For them. He spoke inside his head over and over again as the pain from down there caused him to writhe a bit. He could feel Shovri’s hand press down on the small of his back, pinning him down more. Gohan cried as he felt Shovri attempt to insert another finger inside of him, it hurt, he hadn’t realized that it would hurt this badly. He thought of his parents sleeping in the room next to his, completely unaware their only child was being tortured by a mad man.

Shovri couldn’t hold back any longer. He snarled and quickly stripped to nothing. He straddled the boy with clawed hands and lifted the boys hips to him, forcing the legs apart. He grabbed his own shaft and quickly, brutally entered the boys small opening.

The scream was… exquisite to Shovri’s ears. The sensation of being inside something so small nearly instantly sent him over the edge. But he managed to hold back as he slowly drew back only to thrust inside again. Gohan\'s blood blossomed from the tear Shovri produced, slickening the movements, relieving some of the friction. He readjusted his grasp on the boys hips, head tilted back, eyes closed as he enjoyed what he felt. He made sure he had a good grip on the child\'s power, he didn’t need the boy lashing out with his ki while he was in such a vulnerable position.

Gohan\'s fists clenched his blankets so tightly his nails tore the cloth. He tried desperately to not think of what was happening. But the pain wouldn’t allow that. He felt like he was going to pass out. He prayed to pass out. God, help me.. please.. make it stop.. I’ll do anything to make it stop. The silent pleas continued for some time.

Suddenly he realized it had stopped; but pain wasn’t ebbing from down thehe rhe realized dimly that his back stung madly from scratch marks, the anal opening burned horribly from being violated, it felt funny down there. He felt the blood, could feel it slowly becoming sticky, gelatinous on his inner thighs, legs, his privates. He dimly realized as well, that his hips felt funny. Slowly Gohan opened his eyes and struggled to catch his breath. “nuhhhh uhhhh hhhuhhh…”

Shovri sat back, staring at his hand, at the smears of blood that adorned the skin. Enough for now, he thought as he stared at his hand. I can’t lose the child to my own urges, I need his body for more. He made me do this! He made me take him! Rage welled up in him for his weakness.

Doubling up his fists he stood, anger suddenly welling up in him like a fountain of lava. Roaring in rage, he began to pummel the boy with brute strength. He laughed as he heard Gohan scream in agony, felt a rib or two snap beneath his blows. Accessing the child\'s mind again, he forced the pain receptors to be five times more sensitive than normal. Gohan\'s cries soon became fervored screams, then dying down slowly.

All too soon his rage was over. He stared down at the boy who could barely move, barely breath. He had let his Tk grasp on the boy go nearly a half an hour before.

Half an hour? Had it been that long? It had seemed like seconds to Shovri. He hardly felt winded, hell, he could probably go for another half hour before even breaking a sweat.

To Gohan, it felt like an eternity. He was hurt, he knew this. He wasn’t sure how badly though… he moaned something inarticulate as he laid in a bloody pulp on his own bed.

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Shovri stood and replaced his cloak, then cleaned Gohan up as best as possible.

Gohan laid there, he didn’t have a choice. Dimly his mind screamed for justice, for revenge. It screamed for him to wake up and fight, but something was holding back that rage, sluggishly he moaned and tried to turn over, but the ribs grated, causing him to go still. He lay there gasping, his vision swimming madly. He knew he was going to pass o
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Shovri stood and watched/felt the boy struggle to remain conscious. He yawned, deciding now that he was tired. He picked the boy up, quickly changed the sheets, destroying the sullied sheets with his mind and set the boy back into bed. Laying the boy on his back, he mentally summoned a small flask from his bedside. The tiny flask floated through the air and into the large saiyajin mans hand. Opening it up, he poured some of the liquid inside Gohan\'s mouth, causing the nearly unconscious child to choke.

>

Gohan\'s eyes rolled in his head as he swallowed the bitter tasting stuff, in the back of his mind he wished it would just kill him. But after a few swallows he found that the stuff was numbing the pain he felt.

Withdrawing the flask he closed it back up and set it back down by his bed. Shovri watched the boy, slowly succumbing to unconsciousness. He lightly kissed the boys lips, tasting sweat and blood… Shovri blinked a bit as he noticed that the boy had nearly bitten his lip to shreds. The elixir would care for that too. In due time.

Leaning back once more he made his way to his bed; laying down he closed his eyes and soon fell fast asleep.

Just next door, Chichi and Goku slept peacefully, entwined in each others arms, Chi chi\'s head resting on Goku\'s shoulder. The sheets twisted up around them; Goku snored lightly as he dreamt of various things, Chichi having no dreams at all. Both unaware that their only son, their little boy lay unconscious, brutally raped and beaten in the room next to them.

Outside, someone stood on the same hill that Shovri stood on just days before. It seemed unconcerned about the cold and snow. Cocking its head slightly; it listened. And not liking what it didn’t hear. It slowly turned back and headed into the woods.