Secrets and Revenge

Chichi frowned at her sons absence from the breakfast table. Normally he wasn\'t tardy from any time it was time to eat. She noticed Goku and Shovri had already eaten and gone before she could even blink. Shovri ate almost as much as Goku! She thought to herself as she cleared piles of plates from the table. He should be better by today surely, she pondered to herself as she set dishes in the sink. Careful of her burnt hand, it was odd how her hand had slipped and had plunged into the boiling water.

\"GOHAN! Come downstairs! Its past time for you to be up and doing your chores!\" Chichi glared at the stairway, hands on her hips, foot tapping. Again the boy didn\'t respond. Oh well, she thought. He\'s earned a break. I\'ve made him study almost non-stop while it snowed... I\'ll let him sleep a few more hours. Poor Gohan, he must be so tired. He\'s t int in yesterday and today; I know him and Shovri played hard in the snow yesterday...funny, I don\'t remember.. Gohan taking out his boots...

Chichi frowned and thought that over a moment, before shrugging and returning to her own chores.

Gohan, heard his mother calling dimly in his mind he could hear her demanding the coe come down. But he couldn\'t move, he cried out weakly as he tried to turn over. The stuff Shovri had been feeding him was wearing off. The potion, as Shovri called it helped numb his body, but did nothing for the broken ribs, the claw marks on his back, legs and the sensitive area Shovri had violated. Nor did they do anything for the sickened feeling, the hate, rage and mortification he felt. Shovri had released his hold on his power yesterday, and had somehow managed to drain it as well; leaving him severely weakened.

Laying as still as possible he tried to get into a comfortable position. Nothing worked. Everything hurt too much. Unable to take it, he broke down and cried into his pillow until there were no more tears, eyes red and puffy and irritated from crying into his pillow.

Have to tell someone. I have to get away and tell someone that Shovri can\'t mind control. Like yesterday when he convinced mom I was out playing in the snow, how he convinced her I got hurt playing. Her and dad both swallowed it. Her and dad both just sat on his cot, watched me with sympathetic eyes... while he ...made me answer them like everything was okay. He\'s manipulating them, I have to find Krillin or Piccolo or even Vegeta.

His desperate thoughts continued as he tried to force himself to sit up, but the battering his body endured forced him to lay back, panting and sweating with the effort; he could feel the tears open up again. He wished with his entire soul that anyone would show up while Shovri and his father were gone off to Capsule Corp.

His father... Gohan\'s eyes teared up as he remembered the threat Shovri used on him to keep him quiet. > Then, as if to reinforce that threat, Gohan heard his mother cry out as she burned her self on the stove. Shovri feeding him the image of Chichi suddenly thrusting her hand into a pot of boiling water. That had been enough to keep the boy quiet for a long time.

Gohan laid there... tears silently running down his cheeks as he tried to forget what was happening. Downstairs, Chichi hummed ly, ly, unaware of her sons inner turmoil and pain.


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\"So you see if you use the right words and have the Dragonballs in the right pattern, you can summon Shenlon.\" Goku chatted away happily as they walked into the house. Shovri merely nodded and smiled as he brushed snow off his shoulders.

They had spent the day in the city and at Capsule Corp. Goku needing to stop and speak with Bulma about a possible generator for their home. Shovri had managed to swing the conversation to the Dragonballs, but that damn annoying runt named Vegeta had quickly changed the subject after one suspicious look to Shovri. The man didn\'t want to push his luck and had merely said he\'d heard a rumor. Goku seemed willing to talk about it, but Vegeta, did not.

After a long and drawn out conversation which had nearly driven Shovri to start blasting away at the next person who spoke Goku finally decided they needed to go. With a near sigh of relief Shovri said his goodbyes, pretended he gave a rats ass, promised to return (When hell froze over , gerbils flew out of his ass and when Vegeta grew 6 more inches) for another visit. He was rather grateful when the re-entered the Son home.

\"What your saying then Goku, is that the radar Bulma came up with helps you find the Dragonballs, and then once assembled, you summon up the dragon?\"

Goku nodded agreeable as he kissed his wife hello and then sat down by the table. Shovri mulled all this over. If he could somehow... somehow gather the dragonballs, make his wishes and then find a way to keep the dragon from returning to the balls... to find a way to place it inside something. physical...he could possibly have found the key to total and utter power. The dragon Shenlon at his command at any time.

And that....is what he needed the boy for. Gohan. Not only was the child everything he\'d dreamed of in bed, but he was hopefully going to be the one who\'d get the dragon statue for him. If he had the dragon statue, he could possibly find a way to make the dragon his and only his. It would just take timing, power and the boy.

\"--- Shovri? Hello? Earth to Shovri!!?\" Goku and Chichi were looking at Shovri oddly, who smiled faintly and waved them off.

\"I\'m fine, sorry, just lost in my own little world.\" Shovri shrugged and smiled once more. \"Just thinking its about time for me to be going. Perhaps a day more if you are so willing to extend your hospitality.\"

Both smile and nodded. Their minds were so easy to control, it was almost too easy Shovri thought. With a smile, he stood and excused himself from the room.

He had some planning to do.

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Gohan heard the man coming up the stairs, his stomach automatically clenched in fear. His eyes roamed the room wildly looking for an escape of some sort. There wasn\'t much, a desk and chair (piled up with books and papers obviously), the window, closet, a bhelfhelf (again, piled with various books), a chest with various toys he barely played with, and another shelf with various models he\'d put together himself.

Don\'t think, he told himself. If you don\'t think he can\'t read your mind... just don\'t think. He edged himself slowly towards the edge of his bed, painful inch by painful inch attempting to be out of bed before Shovri came in. He had to escape, to get help.

He nearly screamed as the door swung open, he scrambled back into bed quickly despite the pain. He lay there gasping for air, holding his ribs as if that would make them stop grating and throbbing in pain. He cried quietly as he realized it was Shovri, he wasn\'t fast enough. Kami, I wasn\'t fast enough..

Shovri chuckled as he saw the boy nearly slam himself against the wall. He\'d heard the boys thoughts. \"So, thinking of escaping hmmm? Where to perhaps? To your alien friend you call Piccolo? Perhaps to your friend Krillin, or even to that annoying baka Vegeta? I think you need to learn your place Pet. Your little body is mine.\"

Gohan moaned softly in fear, his wary, tired eyes on Shovri. His hands unconsciously gripping the sheet he held tightly. Kami, make him go away, don\'t let him hurt me. Just make him go away make him go..make him just leave please! His desperate prayer went unanswered.

Cocking his head Shovri sneered; \"What\'s the matter boy? Your pathetic God not listening? Gods only hear those worth listening to. As for hurting you? Yes, your about to experience more pain. But this time... \" Shovri trailed off and with the force of his mind drug Gohan from his bed, motioning with his hand, he brought the boy to stand in front of him. \"Stand up. You fall down, it will mean more pain. Your parents are comup tup the stairs..and guess what?! YOU have a surprise for them!\"

Gohan did his best to stand, feeling Shovri\'s control over his body helping him stand. He whimpered continually, scared of the man behind him, scared of what he meant by him having a surprise for his parents, in pain his stomach and lower abdomen on fire it felt like. \"S-s-s-s-sssurprise?\" His voice small, almost a whisper.

\"Yes boy, a very nice surprise for mumsie and daddy!\" Shovri\'s eyes lit with a cruel gleam, the insanity apparent. Pulling out a odd looking dagger, it looked ceremonial to Gohan; and handed it to the small child, forcing the small fingers to wrap around the cold ha. He. He chuckled coldly, pushing the boy closer to the door, controlling his every move. The boys continual moans and whimpers turning the man on, the thought of what was to come turning him on even more.

\"Hey Gohan your mom and I thought we\'d go for some icecrea-\" Goku\'s voice broke in as he opened the door, Chichi coming in next to him. As he opened the door he stopped in mid-sentence, his moth partly open as he saw his son standing there with a utter look of terror on his face with a large knife in his hand. \"Gohan?\"

Gohan suddenly lunged forward, without warning, with lightning speed, he screamed in agony and fear as he felt the twelve inch blade pierce his fathers skin, his breastbone and into the heart. Severing the aorta immediately. \" DAAAAAAAADDDYYYYYYYY! \"

\"GOOOOOOOOOOKUU!!!!!!!!!!\" At the same instant Chichi screamed, thinking, knowing her world just went upside down. She could only stand there and scream.

Goku\'s eyes went wide with shock, a choked gasp came from him, he looked down at his only son, the life fading from his eyes as he slumped over on the knife.. his last words, choked and halting. \"I..know..know..it was...was-nt...you..son... \"

He watched in total horror as the life faded from his fathers eyes, watched as Shovri jerked his hand away pulling the knife out of his fathers body, the sound of him hitting the floor. Gohan sobbed incoherently, his eyes rolling in his head. He\'d just killed his own father, the man who helped give him life, who loved him, cared for him, who\'d shown him many things.....who most of all, showed him what it was like to never lose that sense of wonder when facing the world...

Shovri cackled and using telekinesis, pinned Chichi where she stood, he clamped down on her vocal chords her scream stopping suddenly, like someone had just turned off the TV. \" Gohan, pet.. why don\'t you send your mommy to join dear old Daddy..she looks as if she couldn\'t live with out him!\"

Chichi frozen, watched her son twist the knife in his hand, the look on his face. The look on her sons face; the pure terror, the sheer agony of what he was doing to his family. She watched him approach, sobbing over and over he was sorry, so sorry that he too wanted to die.. she watched him then felt him drive the knife into the same spot he had driven the blade into his father. She gave an agonized choke, the searing pain in her breast as she felt the knife cut and sever the arteries that gave her body life... my baby boy.. my poor baby boy... he\'ll never know... that he just killed his unborn sibling as well...

The life faded from Chi chi\'s eyes, her mouth a little perfect \"o\" of surprise. She too slumped to the floor as soon as Shovri forced Gohan to jerk back. Gohan stood the.his.his parents blood mingling on the blade, slowly in a rivulet trailing over his knuckles and onto the floor.

Shovri released his control on the boy, letting the boy fall into a heap onto the floor sobbing and nearly babbling hysterically. The saiyajin man, lifted his hand taking the knife and then with a flare of his mind, literally destroyed the blade. He watched the boy sob for a moment before moving to pick the boy up.

Tossing him onto the bed, he again brutally raped the despondent child. This time, he didn\'t muffle the child\'s screams.. no one was there to listen. Shovri had tugh ugh as he raped the boy; Gohan\'s parents watched with lifeless eyes.

Afterwards, he carefully dressed the unconscious Gohan, carefully put him over his shoulder, blasting the wall away with a ki blast. He took off into the night.

> With that he shot towards the look out.


............In the darkness a form stepped from the shadows, its ki flaring, it too shot off into the night.