Prelude
Hercule was livid. Never in his life had he ever felt so betrayed. He trusted her, he cared for her, he gave her everything and this was how she repaid him?
He didn't understand, as he thought that he had done everything to prevent this kind of thing from happening. The security systems, the lectures, the books, the rules, even his blasted fear tactic, but it was all for not. His greatest fear had been realized, and there was nothing he could do about it.
He, the great Hercule Satan, world champion, destroyer of Cell had been outsmarted, betrayed, backstabbed, tricked, and dare he say, bamboozled, and he couldn't stand it. He wouldn't stand for it, and he wouldn't allow this blemish on his reputation to stand. He would take care of this problem, no matter what it took.
It would be difficult, to be sure. He doubted she would be willing to let him do what was necessary, she always did advocate for the sanctity of all life. He'd have to have her drugged or hypnotized, because he was sure that he will never be able to convince her to go along with it. He also knew that if he did it in the city, hell, in civilization that his plan would be for naught. This problem wouldn't even compare to if the media found out what he would try to do, what he's planning. He'd be an outcaste. He could see the headline now, "Savior of the World Kills the Defenseless."
He could do it himself, use his own strength, but doing that could hurt her, and as much as the end result would hurt her no matter what, he never like to physically hit her. No, that method was too risky.
His only choice would be to go to the boonies, like some outer, less civilized country. Perhaps the Ox Kingdom? The reclusiveness of its citizens makes it so news doesn't get around as easily or as quickly. He could control the situation there. Yes, yes, that's it! Those hicks probably wouldn't even recognize her, and if he had a servant escort her…
Yes, that's what he'll do. He'll have his butler, Jeffery, escort her to the clinic. The man was under contract to do whatever Hercule deemed necessary for the well-being of his family. Meanwhile, Hercule would distract any fans of his that would recognize her by making a big distraction at the palace. Pleased with himself, Hercule immediately ran downstairs to have his butler start making the arrangements to have the procedure done. He would be excited if not for the context of it. It's not often that he thought of such a brilliant plan on his own.
He practically screamed for his butler as he got downstairs, leaving behind the thing that was causing him so much strife, a little blue stick with a flashing plus on the handle.
Chapter 1
8 Months ago
Videl was enjoying herself, for today was a good day. She was flying over the streets of Satan City. The sun was shining and the glint it gave off of the windows of the skyscrapers was truly a breathtaking sight. She continued her flight through the city, and saw that she was now over the fields of green that was Star Park.
She could almost smell the delightful scents of all the food stands in the park and could hear the soothing sounds of the streams flowing through hills, accompanied by the music from local musicians as they played their tunes along the banks. She saw as a group of children were chasing each other in their little game of tag, and they saw her, their faces lighting up at the sight of their local hero.
Videl gave them a little wave, which they heartedly returned as she took off as fast as she could go leaving the city behind and approaching the immense fields of the country. She smiled as the wind flew through her loose hair. She closed her eyes just enjoying the feeling.
When she opened them, she smiled at the sight before her once again, as directly below her, a little boy with hair darker than hers looked up at her from his little magic cloud, returning the smile. The sight of the young boy could only mean one thing, and, looking to her right, her suspicions were confirmed. A strong young man in an orange and blue gi was flying next to her, and he was giving her that warm smile he always does.
He gave her a wink, before looking ahead and taking off at an impossible speed. She looked back ahead of her, a determined look taking over her smile as she pushed herself to go even faster in order to catch up. She faintly heard the annoyed cries of the young boy as he forced his mounted cloud to keep up, earning a giggle from Videl.
She could feel herself tiring out as a range of mountains started to appear from the horizon, and just as she started to feel herself fall, a warm pair of arms grabbed her and kept her afloat. Videl gazed lovingly at the smiling face of the man who held her as he began to spin them around in the middle of the sky.
It wasn't even another moment before the little boy crashed into the two of them after having jumped off his cloud. He grabbed onto them rubbing his now sore head, before he started laughing happily. The young man couldn't help it and began to laugh alongside the child. Videl just smiled at the two of them and leaned into the man's arms, enjoying the presence of her love, Gohan. She looked up at him one more time before he started lowering his lips towards her.
Videl awoke with a start, her heart beating rapidly. She sat up in her bed looking around, realizing she was still in her room, her big, cold, empty room. She could almost feel it as the memories of her dream fled her mind as she became more and more aware and awake.
She started to rub her head, attempting to recall exactly what she had been dreaming about. She couldn't however as the more she tried the less she remembered. All she could remember was that amazing feeling of freedom, the feeling of having nothing to confine you, nothing to hold you back. She wanted to find a way to save that feeling, as it was something she had yet to experience in the real world.
Videl let out a long yawn and looked at her alarm clock. 5:58, her alarm was set to go off in two minutes. She made her way out of bed, being sure to switch off her alarm and made her way to her bathroom. She turned her shower on and left it to heat up. Looking at herself in the mirror before it began to fog up, she noticed a lack of bags under her eyes, a happy surprise for her because it meant she didn't have to worry about make-up.
She was glad that she had finally been sleeping better, her bad dreams having gone away for the most part. She let out a sigh, wishing she could remember whatever she had dreamed that allowed her to sleep so soundly.
She felt her eyes begin to strain at the mirror, as the steam had started to fog it up. She stepped out of her night shirt, and into the shower. After getting used to the water, she rolled her neck under the stream and started mentally preparing herself for the day when she suddenly remembered. Today was the day! It was her first day on the official investigation of the new vigilantes, The Gold Fighter and Saiyaboy.
Those two had been a pain in her side for a little over two months now. They had first appeared two weeks before school had started, and had since taken almost every opportunity to do her job for her, under the guise of superheroes. However, they didn't start as superhero vigilantes, they had apparently had fought off the robbers in civilian clothes, both with golden hair standing on end, and matching golden auras. It had happened too fast for any of the cameras to catch so they had to rely on eyewitness reports.
The hair and supposed glow was one thing, but the reports about the actual events were what upset her. The two had knocked out each of the criminals with only one hit to each, scared the remaining robbers into fleeing in their truck with a look, and flipped said truck by yelling at it. It wasn't physically possible to do those things.
Then came the kicker. While those amazing feats could have been attributed to tricks and preplanned stunts, there was one thing they did that they couldn't explain. The older one flew. He wasn't just off the ground and moving unnaturally through the air like wired performers, nor was there any propulsion to lift him up, like from some kind of device. No, he simply flew, and that's why Videl wanted to catch them.
Videl had always dreamed of flying and while the jet copter her father bought her for her 16th was a good start, it wasn't truly flying. It was just riding a seat through the air. She wanted to feel the wind through her hair, to see the fields below zoom by, to be able to fly just over the water and glide her hand through it. She wanted to fly for real.
Her father had always told her those kinds of dreams were foolish, that people couldn't just fly, but now with the gold fighter having been seen on multiple locations flying around without any tricks that could be seen, his sidekick Saiyaboy riding a magic cloud next to him, there was a chance that maybe flying wasn't in the realm of impossibilities. Perhaps he could tell her how she could learn to fly herself, her dream could come true. All she needed was to track them down and question this elusive Gold Fighter.
Now that goal was a little bit closer, for after weeks of asking, the chief of police finally gave in and let her in on the investigation to find out their identities. So now it was only a matter of time before she caught him, found out who he was, and arrested him. It didn't really matter if he could tell her how to fly or not, nobody took the law into their own hands in her town, well nobody except her, that is.
She was allowed to though. As of her 16th birthday she was an official deputized junior officer, on call. Videl smiled at herself, feeling proud of her position. That smiled quickly went away, however, as she suddenly felt her nice hot shower turn to a cold icy blast.
She instantly turned off the water, and wrapped herself in her towel already feeling goose bumps crawling up her skin. After drying off and getting dressed, she made her way downstairs. She just through a few toaster pastries in her bag before heading for the door. Before she made it though, she heard her father call out to her.
"Videl! Now Jeffery made us a nice breakfast and you didn't even have the decency eat them?" cried her father.
'So close' she thought. Her hand had been on the knob about to leave too. "I'm sorry Jeffery, I'm just running a little behind today."
"Don't worry about it ma'am. They were only miniature waffles. It's not as if…"
"No Jeffery, you work hard to cook for us and you deserve to watch us enjoy what you worked on!" interrupted Hercule.
"Of course, Sir," responded Jeffery before mumbling, "I do love nothing more than watching you eat microwavable quickmeals" Though Hercule wasn't paying attention, Videl heard him, and couldn't help but laugh a little at their butler's sarcasm.
"Now you see Videl? Even he knows that I'm right. Not being rushed is one thing, but that doesn't excuse you for being rude. Now before you leave, aren't you forgetting something?" Videl sighed at her father's insinuation, and made her way back over and give him his kiss on the cheek, his scraggly beard irritating her face. She used to not mind giving her father a kiss goodbye, but not only did she feel too old for that, she was also mad at her father right now. "Thank you Videl, you may go."
"Thanks Daddy, and goodbye Jeffery" she responded before making her way back to the door.
"Goodbye Miss," was the last thing she heard before closing the door behind her.
She though out her jet copter capsule and began her trip to school. She kept an eye out for any gold and yellow blurs. Having no such luck, she switched on her police scanner. Hearing of no crimes, she switched it back off and finished making her way to school. Landing on the roof, as per usual, Videl recapsulized her jet and headed inside. The halls were mostly empty, and, upon checking her watch, she realized she only had about 4 minutes to get to class. She raced through the halls, passing by few other stragglers, before bursting into her classroom just as the teacher was closing the door.
"Ah Miss Satan, good to see you're on time today, even if only by 15 seconds. Go on take your seat so we may begin," said her history teacher, Mr. Brown. He was a rather short man, with a head of greying wavy brown hair and a thick mustache, which somewhat muffled his voice.
"Yes sir," she responded before walking up the stairs to her seat next to Erasa, who immediately spoke up.
"Hey girl, what's new with you?" asked the friendly blonde girl.
"Not much Erasa, just feeling a little rushed."
"Really? But you're on time today."
"Yeah, there weren't any crimes to stop today"
"Well of course not. Ever since the vigilantes showed up the crime rate has dropped by 87.67 percent!" pointed out Pen, a nerdy boy who sits right in front of her. Videl gave him a light glare for interrupting them, which he responded to by putting his nose into his textbook.
"As I was saying, there weren't any crimes today, but I did have a rushed morning. I had sat in my bed for like twenty minutes trying to remember this weird dream I had," the raven-haired girl said to her friend.
"Oh? Did you remember anything about it? Was it a weird dream like everyone is in a tv show or something?" pondered Erasa
"No, not like that. At least, I don't think so. All I really remember was the feeling of absolute freedom as I flew through the air. I know there was more."
"I'm sure you'll figure it out Videl, you're a clever girl."
"Thanks Erasa," thanked Videl. This was going to bug her all day, she just knew it. She resigned herself to just listening to the lecture. She was too preoccupied to really comprehend what Mr. Brown was saying. That is, until the door flew open, interrupting him mid-sentence.
As the source of the interruption made his way into, Videl realized what else had been in her dream, for the person walking into the room reminded her. He reminded her of the last image her dream presented, the image of the man leaning down to kiss her, the very man who walked in.
"Ah, good to see you aren't missing my class again, Mr. Son."
Hello, and thanks. This is going to be my first real attempt at a story and advice helps. I'd really appreciate any reviews you guys can give. Anyway, I've given/written up this little closer to explain some things that I've either decided on or changed. It will be explaining what's different about this universe, some saiyan biological talk, general information, and a little bit more. I hope this helps, and it'll definitely explain things if I don't reference that I made a change to the story.
AU Quick Notes:
Goku didn't choose to stay dead, he wasn't allowed to return due to dying in the Otherworld
Gohan did slack off, but not so much that he got weaker. He is now slightly stronger than when he fought Cell
Vegeta has about caught up to Gohan, they're equally matched at this point
The ages are accurate and proportional to each other
The power of the characters are more true to what they should be (specifically Goten and Trunks)
There will be no Buu
Magic is known to exist, it's very prominent in Dragonball, so magic shouldn't be one of the Z gang's well kept secrets.
Animal people are there
Goten accompanies Gohan to school, kindergarten and sophomore
Slightly less than 6 years since cell games
Character Info
Goku-Stuck in otherworld and not happy about it- Physically age 29
Chi-Chi-tired and stays at home- age 35
Gohan- High scholar, happy-go-lucky but his saiyan side is present, high intelligence- age 16/17
Goten-starting kindergarten, about as strong as Gohan was when he landed on Namek- Age 5
Vegeta- Hard at work training to be strongest- Age- 41/43
Bulma- Godmother to Sons-Age 41
Trunks- Homeschooled by tutors, slightly stronger than Goten- Age 6, almost 7
Mr. Satan-Power has gone to his head, strongest regular human in world (including Videl)- Age 45
Videl-new to crime fighting, distrusts of father, bit of a freedom complex strong enough- Age- 16
Piccolo- Acting Father figure to Son boys, stronger than saiyans, weaker than super saiyans
Saiyan Biology
10x as large appetite (8x for half)
Stops aging at physical peak
Strong sense of smell
Enhanced sight and hearing (distance only)
Gestation time- 7 Months (8 for half)
Genes are dominant (meaning all descendants are half-saiyans by passing on the genes that make them a saiyan)
Super Saiyan 50x power
Super Saiyan 2 2x power
Super saiyan 3 4x power
Oozaru 10x power
Metabolism is equal to appetite, causing drugs and alcohol to burn through very quickly (ex drunk for an hour)
Heals at incredible rate, (bones heal in a week) food is used for this
Bones and muscle density are 10x that of a human, meaning bullet proof