The Case of the Lost Saiyan
by Joanne (wildwolf24 at hotmail.com)
Gohan gave a groan as he woke up. Aw, man, do I have a
headache. When he got up, he realized that he was in a middle of a
How did I get here? he thought. Oh yeah, now I remember.
Dad got swallowed by some portal and I went in after him, but where is
Gohan looked around him, but he didn't see a single trace of Goku.
I guess the portal separated us. Well, I won't find him by standing
around here, he thought.
On to part 3!
A few hours had passed by and Gohan had seen many people, cars and
buildings, but still no Goku. Where could he be? thought Gohan.
You'd think a guy like Dad would be easy to spot in this crowd.
"All right, freak, give us all your money!" yelled a voice.
"Yeah, unless you want us to beat ya up!" said another voice.
Gohan saw where the voices where coming from. Down the street
three punks were picking on a kid in some kind of wheelchair. "Hey,
leave him alone!" Gohan shouted.
The three punks turned around. "Look, Charlie -- first we get a
freak, now we got a geek!" stated one of the punks.
"Why don't you leave that kid alone and pick on someone your own
size!" said Gohan.
"And what will you do if we don't?" asked the punk called Charlie.
"Then I'll have to fight you, but it won't be much of a challenge."
"Don't make me laugh!" Charlie punched his fist into his palm. "I
think it's time someone taught you a lesson, the hard way!" The punk
launched forward to punch Gohan, but Gohan easily dodged it.
Gohan then grabbed Charlie's arm and flipped him to the ground.
The other punks stared at him with their mouths open in disbelief.
"Anyone else want to try me?" Gohan asked. Without saying a word,
the three punks ran away like the wind.
Gohan smiled. That will teach them! he thought. Gohan
looked over at the boy. "Are you...."
"Tennyson!!" A young, teenage girl ran up to him. A black teenage
boy was running beside her.
The girl bent down next to Tennyson. "Are you all right?" she asked
"I swear, if I ever get my hands on those creeps...." The teenage
boy went up to Gohan. "We saw what happened. Thanks for helping Tennyson
"The name's Wiggins, the girl is Deidre, and you already know
"My name is Gohan, and it was nothing, really."
"Are you kidding? Those were some pretty, slick moves."
Gohan blushed a little.
"Are you new here? asked Deidre. I haven't seen you in this
"Actually, I am a little lost and I am trying to find someone."
"Well, maybe we could help you out," said Deidre.
"Beep-beep-weep," beeped Tennyson.
Deidre slapped her forehead. "Oh, zed, I forgot about Mr. Holmes."
"Who's Mr. Holmes?" Gohan asked.
"He's a friend of ours," answered Wiggins. "You see, he's a
detective and he asked us to help him with a case he's working on. Hey, I
have an idea. Why don't you come with us? I am sure Mr. Holmes wouldn't
mind, and Tennyson probably would like it if you came too."
Tennyson smiled behind his bandana.
Well, it's better than being lost, thought Gohan, so he
nodded. I just hope Dad's ok.
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