Hey guys, The Ultimate Saiyan here.

I hope you guys are ready for the first ever DBZ College prequel, but before you can read it I must be cliché and tell you why I decided to write this story, because I know you guys OMG SO TOTALLY CARE.

I was re-evaluating myself as an author, when I realized I had made a rookie mistake. I put Marcellous into DBZ College without any sort of history or anything, so I decided to write this story. I also plan to detail how Marcellous became the "bad mama-jamma" he is today.

ALSO, please remember this story is set a few years before DBZ College begins, so Marcellous and everyone else would be High School Juniors during the 2005-2006 school year.

Enjoi!


8:15 AM – Hirokiwa Academy

Some dude with big, spiky hair was just walking around the halls, wearing his usual football jacket. He merrily whistled with a spring in his step until he stopped at a locker, a woman putting her things in it.

"Hey ChiChi!" the young man shouted as he sprang out from behind the locker door.

"Goku, you do that every day, it's starting to get annoying."

"Yet, you never do anything about it."

"Hey."

Goku jumped up. "Vegeta, don't sneak up on me like that!"

"You're so stupid, Kakarot!"

"I still haven't gotten the stain out of my undies from last time you scared me!"

"....Disturbing."

Then Goku saw a guy beating up a nerd.

"Nerd Beating...." Vegeta sighed.

"My turn." Chichi said as she rolled up her sleeves and walked over to the beating.

"Yeah!" shouted the guy as he kicked the nerd on the ground.

"You can stop now, Broly." ChiChi said.

"No way!" Broly shouted as he continued to abuse the nerd, "I cheated off his Literature test and I got a 40!"

"Either you knock it off, or I knock you out." ChiChi said as he cracked her knuckles.

"Heh, you can try to knock-"

Then ChiChi decked Broly in the nose. Broly fell backwards, blood erupting from his nostrils. ChiChi then helped the nerd up.

"T-Thanks ChiChi." the nerd said as he dusted himself off and fixed his glasses. He was wearing a green plaid shirt with high-water pants, showing off his brown dress shoes and the socks his mom probably picked out for him.

"Marcellous, that's the third beating he gave you this week!" ChiChi said.

"Actually, it's the fifth."

"Nobody asked you!" ChiChi shouted as she stomped on Broly's head, knocking him out for good.

Then the bell rang.

"Well, w-we better get to class."

9:25 AM – Geography

Some random teacher was pointing out a few things on the board.

"The history of India begins back in the 19th Century, when Britain controlled India. One man would rise up against Britain, and declare nonviolent protest. Who was that man?"

Marcellous' hand shot up before most students could even register the question.

"Marcellous...." the teacher groaned. He was totally tired of having to call that particular name every time he asked a question.

"Mahatma Gandhi."

"Right." the teacher said. "Gandhi had actually introduced the concept of nonviolent protest to most of the world at the time."

Vegeta then threw something at a nearby student. "Raditz!" he whispered.

Raditz was still not paying attention.

Vegeta threw a pencil. "Raditz!"

Raditz was still busy.

Vegeta threw a textbook at Goku's older brother. "Douchebag!"

Raditz was currently unconscious and slumped over in his seat.

"Man...I wish I was cool, then no one could pick on me and beat me up....." Marcellous thought. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep, and had began to dream about life as an A-Lister....