Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction so any rates and reviews are appreciated. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading.
*Disclaimer: I own any characters you don't recognize as well as the plot line, but aside from that it all goes to their respective owners.*
~Mica
Gohan sat working at his computer desk on the second story of his little home on the outskirts of the city. Pan was at her grandfather's house (14 years old already; wow they grow up fast!) and Videl was reading downstairs on the living room couch. He had just finished his essay for the other university professors and was now just going over it and checking for revisions. All was peaceful, even outside. He had the perfect view out onto the sky in front of him, and the little birds chirped happily above the other houses.
But…wait…
"Videl?" Gohan called anxiously. He ran down the stairs towards the sound of her voice.
"What's wrong?" Came his wife's worried reply.
"Look at the birds. Don't you think it's strange that they're all flying to one place? It's perfectly warm so they shouldn't have to mi-"
BOOM!
A loud, thunderous crash came from the left of the half Saiyan. He would've passed it off for a construction problem, as they were adding more houses to his area; however that was the exact place all the birds were escaping from. Also, it was a Sunday and the Christian head chief of the construction sites always gave his workers a rest day on Sundays. To further increase Gohan's suspicions, he felt a large ki appear spasmodically amongst the construction paraphernalia.
"Call someone!" Gohan yelled in a panic. "I'm going to check what's going on."
"But-" Videl tried to protest but her husband was already out the door. Now middle aged and dressed in a fancy shirt and slacks, she knew Gohan wouldn't be able to fight very well amongst younger fighters, especially if they had a strong ki. She quickly dialed Trunks, as Capsule Corp. was the closest to their house, then she called Goku and Goten.
Videl sat down on her couch, trying not to sob as she stared at a picture of her little family in a time of peace. Now, the peace seemed like it was going to dissolve in a matter of minutes.
Gohan flew off to the construction site, cursing his office clothes and lack of training for not having him prepared for the situation before him. He did admit to himself that he was afraid of what he was going to see, but he quickly pushed that thought aside, remembering that the strongest fighters in the universe had trained him.
Gohan crept up slowly to the site of the ki, keeping most of his body hidden by an array of nearby trees. Something had obviously exploded towards his left, but aside from that the land was barren.
"This land must've not been touched by the developers yet," Gohan mused, straining his neck for signs of movement and ki. Suddenly, he felt a small, familiar energy coming from the remains of the metal pieces on the explosion site. Gohan jogged over to a closer expansion of forest and rubbed his glasses to make sure he was seeing right.
Fashion-loving, fighting-hating, 16 year old Bulla Briefs was running terrified from an enormous gunmetal airship that seemed intent on killing her.